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 Jennifer Montgomery Loses Her Cell Phone by Chris Hailey, Copyright 2016

   Story codes: f(14)bbbb(12), oral, anal, bondage, spitroasting, DP,
semi-consensual

   Summary: When a group of twelve year old boys find a girl's missing cell
phone, they hatch a plan to get a 'special reward' from her in exchange for
giving her back her phone.

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   "Hey, look at this!" A boy picked up a cell phone that was sitting on
the bleachers where he and his buddies were cooling down after playing
kickball during gym class.

   "Let me see that, Bobby," his buddy Danny said, grabbing the phone away
from the boy.  "It's probably Jennifer Montgomery's, I saw her sitting here
texting during class.  Mr.  Johnson kept telling her to get off her butt."
He pushed the button to open the screen.

   "We should go find her and give it back," a boy named Mike said.  "Or at
least give it to Mr.  Johnson."

   "Nah.  Let's check it out first," Danny said.  "Maybe she has some
'interesting' selfies on here."

   All four of the boys crowded around, looking at the screen.

   "Shit, she has a security code," Pete said.

   "Try 1-2-3-4," Bobby suggested.

   Danny punched in the numbers.  "Nope, didn't work." He punched in some
more numbers.  "Hey, there we go!  9-8-7-6 worked!"

   The boys all crowded even closer.

   "I think we really should just give it back to her," Mike said, even
though he was watching closely as Danny pulled up the photo gallery.

   "Holy shit," Pete whispered.

   "No kidding," Bobby said.

   "This is gold, man!  Gold!" Danny whispered, looking around to see if
anyone was paying attention to them.  He stuffed the phone in his pocket.

   "Hey, give it back!  I found it!" Bobby said.

   "Nah, I'll keep it," Danny replied.  "We should go over to my house
after school and upload these pictures onto my computer."

   "I think we should just give it back to her," Mike said.  The boys
climbed down from the bleachers and started walking to the locker room. 
"Isn't it a bad idea to have these kind of pictures?  Like, isn't it a
crime or something?"

   "No way," Danny answered.  "We're only twelve.  They won't charge twelve
year olds with anything.  Besides, she's the older one.  She's an upper
classman, right?"

   "Yeah, she's a freshman.  She's fourteen," Mike said.  "I sorta know
her, 'cause she lives a block away from me."

   "So she'd be the one that would get in trouble, not us, right?" Danny
said.

   "Why would she get in trouble?  It's her cell phone."

   "If we get caught with the pictures, we can just say she sent 'em to
us," Danny answered.

   "Oh...  I suppose..."

   "Hey, that gives me an idea..." Danny said.

   "What?" all the boys asked.

   "We'll all meet at my house after school, OK?  We'll talk about it
there."



   The boys sat on the bed in Danny's bedroom, watching as he plugged
Jennifer Montgomery's phone into his laptop and pulled up the pictures. 
The first handful were pretty selfies of her face.

   "God, she's beautiful," Mike said.  The girl's blue eyes were glimmering
and she had a sweet smile.  The little freckles on her cheeks seemed to
light up in the picture, and her shoulder-length blonde hair was shining.

   "Mike-y has a crush!" Pete said in a sing-song voice.  Mike punched him
in the shoulder.

   There were a couple pictures of her posing in her school uniform, the
crest of arms of St.  George's Preparatory Academy lifting up from the left
breast of her sweater, held aloft by an ample teenage bosom underneath.  In
the next picture, the sweater was gone and her white blouse was untucked
from her blue and grey checkered schoolgirl skirt.

   "Here we go!" Danny said excitedly, quickly clicking on the next
picture.

   The blouse was unbuttoned now, and opened, showing off a pretty pink bra
that held up two beautiful round breasts.

   "Oh my god," the boys said in whispered adoration.  One or two had their
hands on their crotches, rubbing themselves.

   "I hope we get to see the bra come off," Bobby whispered.

   "No kidding." Danny clicked the next picture; now the blouse was gone
and the girl was posing in nothing but her skirt and her bra.

   "Oh, wow," the boys all whispered.  She looked beautiful, her belly
flat, her breasts firm and round and pale beneath the pink laced bra.  She
was smiling sweetly with her freckled cheeks showing a shy pink blush.

   There were a couple more pictures of her like this, all similarly
beautiful, but Danny didn't pause long to look at them.  He kept right on
going until there was a picture of her with the skirt off, too, posing in a
little pair of panties that matched the bra.  The lace of the little pink
panties revealed that she had a patch of light blond hair between her legs.

   "Oh yeah, this is getting good!" Danny said, pulling up the next
picture. Now her bra was unhooked, hanging loosely from her shoulders. 
Danny quickly clicked the next picture and the boys were treated to the
most beautiful sight you could ever imagine, beautiful Jennifer Montgomery,
completely topless!  Her breasts were perfectly round grapefruit sized
teenage sweeties that were firm and high on her chest, an adorable pale
creamy-white, each topped with light-pink nipples that stood up another
half-inch above her tits.

   "Jesus Christ," a boy whispered.  All four of them were rubbing their
dicks through their pants now.

   Danny clicked "print," and a copy of the picture spit out from his
printer.

   "You printed it?" one of the boys said.

   "Yeah, this is gold!" Danny answered.

   "What are you gonna do with it?"

   "We're gonna show it to her!"

   "Show it to her?" the other boys said.  "Are you serious?" "Why?"

   "Well," Danny reasoned, "she's gonna want to get her phone back, right?
And I bet if we ask, she'll give us a 'special reward' for finding it. 
Don't you think?"

   "A 'special reward?' Like what?"

   "Use your imagination, dickwad!" Danny said.

   "I don't know," another boy said skeptically.  "You think so?"

   "You know who Jennifer's dad is, right?" Danny continued.  "What's his
name, like, Harold Montgomery I think, whatever.  He's like a politician or
something.  He's always on TV talking about the evils of teenage sex and
the internet and stuff."

   "Yeah..." the other boys all agreed.

   "Well, if Jennifer knows that we have these pictures, I bet she'll do
anything to make sure people don't find out about them.  She'll freak if
she thinks we're going to show people these pictures!"

   "Seriously?" Mike said.  "You're gonna blackmail her?"

   "Nah, I'm sure she's a slut, I mean, look at her!  I'm sure she'll do
stuff with us, just for fun..."

   "She doesn't look like a slut.  She looks beautiful."

   "Mike-y has a crush!" Pete said again, and got another punch to the
shoulder in response.

   "...The pictures are just like insurance, you know?  In case she doesn't
want to."

   "What kinda stuff do you think she'll do?" Bobby asked.

   "I don't know," Danny said.

   "Maybe she'll strip for us?"

   "Oh yeah, but it's not gonna stop there," Danny said.  "I plan on going
all the way with her!"

   "All the way?" all the other boys said, their breath caught in their
throats at the thought of having sex with beautiful Jennifer Montgomery.

   "Oh, and also, I found a bunch of sex toys in my parent's bedroom,"
Danny said.  "Maybe I should bring some over to your house this weekend for
your sleepover, Mike, and we can call her and tell her to come pick up her
phone?"

   "What kind of sex toys?" Mike asked.

   "You know, vibrators, handcuffs, stuff like that."

   "And you want to use them on Jennifer?"

   "Sure!  Why not?"

   "Hey Danny," Bobby said, pointing at the laptop screen.  "Look, there's
a video, too!"

   "Sweet!!!"

   The boys just sat and stared as the beautiful fourteen year old girl
twerked to a rap song, her plaid skirt shimmying along with her ass.  After
dancing a bit, the girl turned around to face the camera., swaying her hips
and running her fingers sensuously through her shoulder-length blond hair.

   "Oh, man!" Pete said.  "She's like a stripper!"

   "Totally!" the other boys agreed.

   "Do you think she's really going to strip?"

   "Yeah!  Check it out!"

   The girl's hands slid down her shoulders from her hair to the front of
her blouse and she started unfastening the buttons.  Soon the shirt was
open and she danced for a bit like that before shrugging it off her
shoulders, showing off a black lace bra.  She turned around and twerked
some more, then reached around her back and unhooked her bra.  The bra fell
off, and she turned back to face the camera with her hands covering her
tits.  A second later, she opened her hands and revealed her naked breasts.

   "Oh my god," someone whispered.

   She danced some more, her beautiful firm tits shimmying and bouncing to
the music.  Then she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to her feet and now
all she had on was a matching pair of black lace panties.  She pulled the
front of the panties down, showing her bare pussy to the camera.

   "Look at her pubes," Bobby said, staring at the little blond curls
nestled between her legs.  "God that's sweet!"

   None of the other boys said anything, but it was obvious they all
agreed.

   After that, the girl put the panties back in place and picked up the
phone and turned the video off.

   There was complete silence in Danny's bedroom for a long minute as the
boys just sat and stared at the blank computer screen.

   "Well," Danny finally said, unplugging her phone from his computer. 
"Now we've totally got her.  Check it out, she's got the Facebook app on
her phone." He clicked the app.  "Already logged in and everything!  We can
tell her we're gonna post this video on Facebook."

   "You're gonna post it on Facebook?!?" Mike asked.

   "Nah, we just _threaten_ to post it, you know?" Danny answered.

   "Oh!" Bobby said, all excited now.  "You mean, like, we tell her that if
she doesn't do stuff with us, we'll post the video?"

   "Exactly!"

   The boys high-fived each other.

   "This is going to be fucking awesome," Danny said.



   "I'm gonna take off!" Mike's brother, Julian, yelled down the stairs to
the boys, who were sitting in Mike's bedroom in the basement of his house,
watching pornos on the computer and eating pizza.  "Don't do anything
stupid!  See ya later!"

   Pretty much all the kids that went to St.  George's Preparatory Academy
were rich.  But Mike was _super_ rich.  His dad was the CEO of some big
local company and his parents were always flying off to the Bahamas or
somewhere for his dad's business, leaving Mike home alone with his brother
Julian to watch over him.  But they probably felt a little guilty about
leaving the boy on his twelfth birthday, so they agreed to let him have a
sleepover with his three best friends so long as Julian was around.  But
Julian was in college and went out to parties every weekend, so the boys
were pretty sure they'd have the house all to themselves.  And sure enough,
they did!

   The four boys sat with grins on their faces as they heard the tires of
Julian's Porsche Boxster squealing down the road.  Danny immediately took
the cellphone out of his pocket and pulled up the number for Jennifer's
home telephone.

   "Montgomery house," a voice said on the other end of the phone line.

   "Hey, is this Jennifer?"

   "Um, yeah...  Who is this?"

   "Danny Hanson."

   "Who?"

   "Danny Hanson, from school."

   "Um, OK, uh...  What grade are you in?"

   "Seventh."

   "Seventh grade?  Why...  Whadda ya want?"

   "I think we've got something that belongs to you," he said.  "We found
your cellphone in the gym."

   "You did?  Oh thank god!"

   "Yeah, you should come over and get it."

   "Right now?  It's kinda late.  Where do you live?"

   "We're having a sleepover at Mike Preswinski's house."

   "Oh.  That's just around the corner from my house.  You should bring it
over here."

   "No," Danny answered.  "You should come get it."

   "Really?" Jennifer said, her voice changing to a saccharine-sweet tone
over the phone.  "You'll make me go out in the dark, when you could just
bring it over for me?"

   "Seriously," Danny said, "you should come over here.  We've got
something we want to show you."

   There was a pause on the other end of the line.  "Um...  what?"

   "Just come over, we'll show you when you get here."

   There was another pause, and then a wavering voice.  "OK..."

   "Come quick, you won't want to miss this."

   "I'll be there in a sec."

   Jennifer looked quite pretty, as far as the four twelve year old boys
were concerned, when she showed up at Mike's front door a few minutes
later. She was wearing a loose-fitting football jersey and a pair of
sweatpants and some pink tennies, but her golden hair hung loose around her
pink face, blushing from the quick walk on a cool evening.

   "Where's my phone?" she said in a calm and somewhat demanding voice.

   "Come on inside, you might want to look at these," Danny said, holding
up some sheets of paper.

   "What the fuck?  Just give me my phone, OK?"

   Danny held up one of the printouts of her standing in front of the
camera in nothing but her panties.

   "Oh my god..." she said, her eyes going wide.  She stepped into the room
and reached out to grab the pictures from Danny.  Mike closed the door and
locked it.

   "We got all your pictures downloaded to my computer," Danny said as he
let her take the printouts out of his hand.

   "And the video," Bobby added.

   "Oh my god," she said again, looking at the pictures.

   Danny held up her phone.  "I'm ready to post your video on Facebook. 
You want me to do that?"

   "Oh my god!" she said, louder this time, her voice wavering.  "Give that
to me you little freak!" She lunged at him.

   He stepped back.  "Nope.  I think I'll post the video first.  It'll be
posted on your account, too, so everyone you know'll see it."

   "No!  What the..." She started lunging at the phone again, then stopped
herself and looked around the room at the four seventh graders, her eyes
getting wide.  "What do you guys want?"

   "We want you do us some 'special favors,' for finding your phone."

   "What?" she said.  "What are you talking about?  What kind of favors?"

   "I was thinking you should start by stripping for us," Danny said, "like
you do in the video."

   "No fucking way!  You're a bunch of perverts!  Give me my phone!"

   "Posting..." Danny said with a grin, holding his thumb poised over the
screen of her phone.

   "NO!  My dad will _kill_ me if he sees that video!  I can...  I can give
you a reward, I got money back home.  How about that?"

   "We don't need money," Danny told her.

   "Um...  Well..." she hesitated for a second.  "I'm sure we can figure
something out.."

   "Yep," Danny said.  "Like, for starters, take your clothes off."

   "I can't do that!  I'm not that kind of girl!  There must be something
else, come on, please?"

   "Danny, maybe we should just give her the phone," Mike said.

   "Nah," Danny answered.  "She's gonna strip, aren't you, Jennifer?"

   The fourteen year old girl gave Danny an exasperated look.  "You're
serious?"

   Danny nodded, grinning.

   "And...  so, if I take my clothes off, you'll give me my phone back?"

   "Maybe," Danny said.

   "Fuck." she said.  "You guys are a bunch of fuckheads." And she started
pulling the football jersey over her head.  The boys all ogled her gorgeous
tits behind a bulging white cotton sports bra.  Then she reached down and
slid her sweatpants off.  "There!" she said, standing in front of the boys
in just her bra and panties and her pink tennies.  "Happy?  Now give me my
phone!"

   "It's a good start," Danny said.  "What about the rest?"

   "No way.  No fucking way.  This is all you get."

   Danny held her phone up and looked at the screen.  "I'm ready to click
'send,'" he said.

   "Oh god," Jennifer whined.  She grabbed the bottom of her bra and
quickly pulled it over her head

   Four twelve year old boys just stood and stared at her beautiful bare
teenage tits.  They were even more spectacular in person than they were on
her cell phone!  Round and full and bulging with excited young teen sexual
awakening, topped with delicate pink nipples standing up into thick little
nubs.

   "Now come on guys," she said in a pleading voice as the boys stared. 
"You've had your fun, now you can jack off for hours.  Come on!"

   "See now," Danny said, "that's the problem.  We're tired of jacking off,
aren't we guys?"

   The boys all nodded.

   "What, you think I'm going to give you guys hand jobs or something? 
You're crazy."

   "I'm thinking of something better than a hand job, Jennifer.  But
first..." He picked up his backpack, unzipped it, and reached inside.  "Oh,
this looks like fun!" he said, pulling something out of the bag, two clamps
that were attached to each other by a chain.

   "Wha...  what is that?" she stammered.

   "Nipple clamps!" Danny said with an evil smile.  "Here," he reached them
out to her.  "Put 'em on!"

   "Are...  are you serious?  No way!"

   "OK, we can put them on for you if you want.  Bobby!  I'll grab her
tits, you put 'em on."

   "No!  What?  Wait..." She pushed Danny back as he advanced on her. 
"Just...  just give them to me."

   He handed her the clamps and she looked closely at their rubber-coated
tips, then opened one of the clamps and set it against a puffy pink nipple.
She grimaced as it closed over her teat.

   "The other one, too," Danny said.

   "Oh man," she whimpered again, then clamped her other nipple, too.  "It
hurts," she said.
   W