Take Your Pic

The big girls got together at school to show off their dick pics, so one of them told me how to get some.

I skipped lunch, and sat in the toilet stall to listen to them. Sure enough, they came in laughing. “Ooh, how old is he?”

“I don’t know, my dad’s age, but it’s really big when it’s hard.”

“It’s not that big.”

“It’s even bigger when he’s hard.” I could see one of their heels underneath the door, so I flushed the toilet, but I didn’t even pull my underpants down. I didn’t have to go, I just knew that the 6th graders would come in on lunch like they always do.

“Let me out,” she got out of the way, wobbling in high heels, and turned around to look at me. “What are you looking at?” She held her phone over her tummy, so I pulled her arm to see the picture. He wasn’t hard, because he’d already blown it in his hand, but he held it out cupped in his palm like a tablespoon of sugar, and it still looked really big, just like she said.

“How do you get so many guys to sext you?”

“Uh!” she yanked her hand back.

Her friends laughed, but one of them said: “You just give them your number, and they send you dick pics eventually.”

“Well,” I shook my head, “How do you get them to ask for your number?”

“Just give them your number,” another one said.

“Oh yeah, and you have to show them something to turn them on.”

“Like tits.”

“I don’t have any tits,” but they all grabbed me, and threw me out. I told them that I didn’t even get to wash my hands (Even though I hadn’t gotten them dirty,) but they pushed me out, and locked the door anyway.

I bet so they could have the restroom all to themselves so they could kiss, and make out. They did that too, but when I caught them before, they just pushed me out so I had to go find another restroom.

I got my phone out, and searched for [Tits.] The school wifi wouldn’t let me, so I tried [Boobs] and all those sites were blocked too, so I had to search for [Breasts] and finally found one on breast surgeries. That’s medical, so the school lets me do research, but they offered all kinds of surgeries. Implants, reductions, breast cancer mastectomies, screenings. John Hopkins must be a boob specialist, but he didn’t show any pictures of his dick on the internet.

I know, they’ve got dick pics on the internet, too. Sex, and pornvideos too, I mostly read stories, but that’s not the same. The 6th graders get boys, and even grown men to show them how sexy they are, and tell them how hard they make their dicks just talking to them, and even beat off to show pictures of their satisfied cum loads in their hands, or maybe it was just that one.

He was old enough to be her father, she said, so I bet he made her call him daddy. Then, he beat off, and showed her his big cum wad, just for her. “Huh!” I almost ran into Tim, Timothy, but he told the other boys to stop calling him “Timmy?” Since he was in 6 grade now, and he saw what I had on my phone, because I held it down to show him.

“Huh, what do we have here?” he took it, and held it up. Scrolling through the tit pics to find a pair he liked, but they were all too old, small, or some of them just had one with a scar where the other one was taken away. “You looking to get some implants?”

“Oh yeah, I heard big tits are the best way to get a boy’s attention.” He was already getting red in the face, but he wasn’t ashamed. “Is that true?”

“Huh, yeah, but.” He looked around, “But how did you get around the school filters?”

I lowered my voice, ‘i can’t tell you here, but maybe if you give me your number,’ he still had my phone, but he was holding it up to his chest, ‘i can text you the secret?’

He took my phone, and walked off. “Okay yeah.” He wasn’t running, but he was tapping something into my phone. “I know a place where you can show me, if you keep your voice down.”

He had a boner, and he rubbed it when he gave my phone back. He found a before picture, and I couldn’t see why she wanted a boob job in the first place. They looked fine, maybe not the big gazongas she bought from John Hopkins boob doctor, but they didn’t have scars in the sides, neither.

“Huh, can I take a picture? That’s another way you can get around the school’s cock blocking filter.

“Uh,” he looked around, but the halls were empty, everyone was either in class, the lunch room, or the restrooms, and he found a corner that was nowhere near any of them. So, he could unzip his pants, and fish it out. “You think John Hopkins has penis implants for guys that want bigger dicks?” Finally he stuck it out of his pants, and I shook my head.

“I don’t know why you’d want your dick any bigger, it looks like plenty to me.” I switched to chat, and saw that he sent the link to his phone, so he could look at them later. “Some girls don’t want it too big, any more than a handful is too much.”

“Uh!” He up his arms up on the walls, and humped my hand, grunting and I closed my eyes when I felt it twitching. Throbbing in my fingers, but I didn’t aim it very well. I missed my mouth completely, and I wasn’t even close enough to taste it, licking all around my mouth until he went soft, and slipped out of my fingers.

“Huh!” He pulled his underwear out to drop it back in before I could take an after picture, then he ran off, zipping up his pants. When he went soft, a little dribbled off on my wrist, but I licked it off, and then I switched to Camera to see it all over my face. Still warm, wet, and sticky, so I smiled, and took a picture.

Then, I went to find the 6th grade girls, since I finally had something to show off, and they were so cool, but I got to touch him, and my face blasted, so they just had to let me hang out with them so I could tell them how I did it!

I wiped my face off with my fingers first, so I could lick them, and taste his boy ball juices. I sure hope that doesn’t mean I have to have real tits of my own to join their big girl’s club, but I bet I’m going to be the most popular girl in school after they leave, and I start 6th grade.

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