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A personal story written about and for Literotica member PatheticJamie. This was requested by her and was written with her full permission.
As Jamie checked into the low-budget hotel with its drab décor, the receptionist caught her eye. Jamie knew this woman. Of course, she’d gone to high school with her, where she mercilessly bullied and humiliated her at every opportunity. Now look at the two of them. One, with a steady job (albeit in this shithole), and the other, a 24-year-old nobody. No job, no boyfriend and certainly no sex life. The tables had certainly turned – the receptionist’s mocking look upon seeing Jamie’s appearance confirmed that. “I pity you” it said.
Until they left school, Jamie used to bully this poor woman – calling her ugly, mocking her clothes and hurling abuse about her flat chest, all while Jamie stuffed her own bra to hide her own boyish chest.
Jamie wasn’t a bully anymore – instead she just hated herself, and any money she did have she spent on a few nights a month in this dump, just to get away from home for some privacy and a place where she could really contemplate the pitiful life she led.
Once in her room, Jamie put down her things and flopped onto the bed. Her mom’s place was nicer than this, but there was a good reason Jamie found some cash to stay here every once in a while. Despite some early sexual experiences, Jamie hadn’t been with a man for so long she couldn’t remember what it liked to feel a cock slide into her, to experience touch from another person or to receive the gift of orgasm from someone other than herself. This was her masturbation vacation.
She’d looked forward to this day for weeks, with her arousal building with each day to the point that just escort bayan mecidiyeköy the thought of her masturbation break – even the thought of the word “masturbation” itself triggered a desperate frigging session in her bedroom, stifling her moans and trying not to make the bed squeak as she frigged herself to climax while her mother rested in the next room.
On the way to the hotel she’d stopped off at her best friend’s house, whom she had a major crush on. What she didn’t know was that this friend openly humiliated Jamie with the rest of their friendship group in a secret WhatsApp group called “The titles wonder” which had been created specifically for detailing Jamie’s every fault and documenting all her embarrassments.
Unaware of this, Jamie confided her deepest secrets in her blonde, slim friend in the hope she might fall in love with her, but this girl would never think of Jamie like that. The only reason she hung around with her was because Jamie’s ugliness and tiny-tittedness made her even look even more beautiful and busty.
As she stood up to leave, Jamie’s friend said “What’s that smell?” knowing full well it was the musky scent of Jamie’s uncontrollable arousal. Jamie clenched her thighs to try and stop this unmistakable odour from escaping, but it was too late, and within seconds of leaving her friend would post full details of her pathetic horny friend’s stinky pussy on WhatsApp for dozens to laugh at.
After visiting her friend she’d passed a building site where dozens of workmen watched her walk past. “Nice tits darling, when puberty hits those things are really gonna sprout” shouted one. “Not even a handful” she heard another say, and she folded her arms fatih escort across her chest as their laughter grew louder.
Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Jamie stepped off the hotel bed and stripped down to her panties, stopping to consider herself in the mirror. Ugh. Her eyes were first drawn to her flat chest, the barely-there 32B breasts that had stopped growing as soon as they started. She made a pathetic attempt to make them look bigger, squeezing her arms together across her chest, but not even that could give her a semblance of a bosom.
She tried pouting in the mirror in a woeful attempt to make at least her ugly face look attractive, but instead her fish-lips look just made her even more ridiculous.
Next Jamie looked down at her belly. Once a slim teenager, Jamie’s lack of any reason to leave the house meant she was a lazy slob surviving on beer and junk food, and it had started to show. Her once flat stomach was becoming podgy and bloated, and she’d recently endured the humiliation of being congratulated on her pregnancy at a party.
Jamie removed her panties, which brought with them a silken string of vaginal fluid that betrayed her arousal. She entered the show and allowed the water to pulse over her face and back, hoping to cleanse herself of her pitiful existence. No such luck. Instead, she reached for the detachable shower head and pointed the spray at her feet before slowly directing it upwards, up her calves, along her thighs and finally to her crotch, which flinched uncontrollably as the jets made contact with her aching, swollen folds. Feeling herself almost instantly reaching the brink of climax, Jamie moved the spray away until she could stand to stimulate herself.
The escort bayan nişantaşı nipples at the centre of her tiny tits stiffened as she repeated this teasing, bringing herself as close as should could to orgasm before easing off. Eventually she turned off the shower and didn’t even bother to dry herself before jumping on the bed to finish the job.
With eyes firmly shut and reaching a hand between her legs, Jamie located her throbbing clit with practised ease and the “click, click, click” of her fluid was the only sound except for Jamie’s desperate mewing. She looked down, hoping to see her breasts jiggle in time with her rhythmic rubbing, but so small was her chest that only her nipples gave the slightest hint of a wobble.
Feeling another lonely orgasm approaching, Jamie sped up her diddling to push herself over the edge. She opened her eyes to watch her fingers take her to completion and was stunned to see around a dozen hotel staff stood around the bed, watching her with a mix of fascination, pity and disgust. “You were right, no tits at all” said one. “Fucking hell, she’s ugly” said another. Finally a familiar voice, the receptionist: “She pissed her panties during lunch break at school once. They had to close the cafeteria,” drawing roaring laughter from the crowd around her.
Past the point of no return, Jamie could do nothing except frig herself to orgasm, feeling it radiate from her clit down her legs as she bent forward and rocked with the waves of ecstasy. As she came, she queefed, a fart-like emission from her pussy that left the staff on their knees with laughter.
“Look at her cum face!” someone shouted, as Jamie’s eyes rolled back in their sockets grotesquely with her mouth agape like Munch’s The Scream. Slowing to a halt and her humiliation almost complete, there was time for a final indignity as the staff waited to watch Jamie put her clothes back on, looking on as she tore round the room grabbing whatever she could before locking herself in the bathroom.
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