As I said before, this story belongs to Hachimisu, not me. She originally wrote it for Shugo Chara but I liked it so much that I edited to fit into Gallagher Stories. Her story is "Ikuto in Heat" if you want to check it out. I had to delete a lot of it because Shugo Chara has magic in it. I don't own Gallgher Girls!

Cammie slid the hot pink plaid skirt up her thighs, pulling it over her bottom and pulling up the zipper on the side. Without Macey's help, she had to pick out her clothes herself. She had eventually decided on a punk lolita outfit she had worn the previous weekend, complete with pink and black striped thigh-high socks and leather knee-high boots.

She clipped the black x-shaped barrette into her hair, completing the outfit. She brushed a strand of golden hair out of her eyes. Perfect. The balls of her feet swiveled on the bathroom floor as she turned around to see how her brown haired spy friend was coming along.

Blood rose to her face at the sight. A wet towel had been draped around his neck, his body now spotlessly dry. He was leaning on his elbow against the wall of the shower, his dark green eyes staring blankly at her as she put the finishing touches on her outfit. What caught her eye the most, however, was just below his waist. This was, she guessed, the first time she had ever seen him completely soft, rather impressed by his length and girth even when he wasn't erect. He was freaking huge even without his now signature hard-on. Come to think of it, she wasn't even sure how he managed to fit inside her…

"Staring is impolite, you know."

"Wh-What?"

"You were staring."

She wasn't sure that her face could turn a darker shade than it already was. "N-N-No I wasn't! I was just looking to see if you had finished toweling off! Why aren't you dressed yet, anyway?"

A triumphant smirk stretched across his features. "There's nothing for me to wear."

"Why don't you just wear your old clothes?"

"They're all sweaty."

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

He strode over to her, the smirk still plastered across his face. "How about I just stay like this, and you take that cute little outfit off?"

Her arms crossed across her chest. "No. I'll get you some of my dad's old clothes. Hold on." She stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Zach chuckled softly to himself.

A few minutes later, Zach stood in dark blue jeans and a slightly dressy white shirt. He stared blankly down at her. They stood there for a few tense moments until Cammie finally broke the awkward silence.

"What? 'Staring is impolite, you know,'" she started in frustration, using his own words against him.

"They're too big." He held out his wrist to her. The sleeve went almost all the way down past his fingers. She leaned in for a closer look, a considerate look upon her face. "Well…how much money do you have? Maybe we could go to the mall…"

"I have enough. Let's go."

"N-Now?"

"Yeah. Blow me in the car?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO!"

A lot had happened in the next hour or so. A note to her friends had been quickly scrawled out and posted on the door, they had nearly run over an innocent pedestrian when Zach sped through one of many stop signs while repeatedly asking for his blow job, and Zach had insisted on stopping by a shady store with neon lights, picking up a plastic bag filled to the top with porn on the way out.

Cammie now stood outside a dark changing stall in a punk clothing store. Her arms were crossed in front of her, her foot tapping on the cold floor persistently. He was taking forever. How long did it take to change into jeans and a t-shirt, anyway? Her arms uncrossed, letting her swing the plastic porn bag back and forth.

She quickly glanced down into it. A slight blush painted her cheeks at the sight. It was kinda interesting, though…One little look probably wouldn't scar her too badly. She reached in and pulled out one of the magazines. On the front cover, a scantily clad, very tan model posed in a skimpy bikini. Her eyes were half-closed, staring seductively into the camera. Colorful words adorned the margins.

She flipped it open to a random page. In this one, a different girl sat with her legs open atop a muscular man's cock. He was nearly as big as Zach, she thought. The girl had a big, open-mouthed smile plastered on her face, her eyes looking down at the huge cock impaling her. She looked so happy to be riding him. Maybe if she and Zach…

"How does this look?" A voice from inside the changing stall interrupted her thoughts. She shoved the magazine back into the bag, only adding to the disorder of it.

"I-I might know if you came out and showed me."

"I want you to come in here and look."

"Don't be such a little kid! Just come out and show me."

"I'm not coming out, you know."

"…Fine. But only for a second, okay?"

She heard the latch on the stall release. She grabbed the handle and let herself inside, closing the door quietly behind her. Her head turned toward the slightly older boy. A tight black t-shirt with a band logo hugged his skin, showing off his muscular build usually hidden by his long sleeves. Not bad, she thought, he actually looked kinda hot. Her eyes drifted lower, wanting to see how his pants fit. A little tight, but they matched nicely with the shirt. She looked back up at his waist, only to find the source of the tightness.

The initial shock faded away faster than she thought it would, quickly turning to exasperation. "Now? Really?"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "Yep. Come on, take off your panties." His hands were already at the seam of the new dark jeans, pulling at the button and tugging down the zipper. He grabbed his boxers and jeans at the seam and pushed them down just past his balls. He looked back up at Cammie as his erection sprung out of his jeans. "Come on, what are you waiting for?"

She blushed as her fingers crept up to her panties. "Well, this is just…we're in public now." Her panties began to slide slowly down her thin legs. She stepped out of them one foot at a time. She kicked them aside into a pile with Zach's, rather, her dad's, old clothes.

He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. "It'll be fine. We're the only ones in the changing rooms, anyway." He grabbed his dick with one hand and pointed to a short, cylindrical table in the middle of the stall with the other. "Bend over that." His hand moved quickly up and down, stopping occasionally at the top to stroke the head with his thumb.

She rolled her eyes and let a slightly nervous smile spread across her face. There was no helping it when he was like this. She did as she was told, even flipping her skirt up so he could see her perfect ass and bald, wet pussy. She supported her weight on her elbows as she glanced up to see herself in the full-length mirror. Her legs spread as far apart as they could go. Her flexibility was really good since she practiced with Bex everyday.

A muffled moan escaped her throat as she felt his monstrous dick press against her exposed hole. He pressed the head against her opening, pushing against it but not gaining entrance. He gave a shallow thrust against it and grunted in sexual frustration. His hands grabbed on to her hips hard and pulled her towards him, forcing her creamy little opening to impale his massive cock.

A loud moan escaped his lips as the head finally entered her. Every time they fucked, it got harder and harder to get inside. He pushed the rest of himself into her, savoring the way her hot, wet walls wrapped around him and squeezed him so tightly. A shudder shook his entire body when he was finally buried to the hilt in her pussy. He gave a tentative thrust into her, too overcome with pleasure to go much faster. This was definitely going to have to be a quickie.

He gave a few more shallow thrusts into her before she started grinding against him, matching his thrusts with her own. Another groan slipped past his lips at this treatment, his breath quickening and his heart beating faster. Words couldn't describe how horny he was at that moment. He thrust into her faster and harder, grabbing her hips as his dick stretched her open and filled her up. His grunts and moans filled the air around them.

Cammie felt his hands slide under the front of her shirt and looked up into the full-length mirror in front of her. He had bent down over her, his head now hovering above hers, his hands sliding under her bra as his thumbs stroked her pebble-hard nipples. His big, warm hands wrapped around her breasts and played with them, molding and squishing them around in any way he could. Her vagina tightened around him and she let out a shriek as she came instantly.

He persistently pumped himself into her through her orgasm even as her hole squeezed him hard, drilling the life out of her tiny pussy. He humped away at her still contracting pussy as it squirted its juice out onto him. Her head was bowed down, her eyes squeezed shut it ecstasy, quiet moans escaping her throat. A smirk slowly grew across his face, ideas racing through his mind. "Watch us in the mirror, Cammie," he purred above her, "watch me fuck your tiny little pussy."

His thrusts sped up, his hips slamming furiously into hers. Her eyes glanced up into the mirror. She could see the sadistic smirk stretched across his face, his hands squeezing her breasts under her shirt, their hips meeting and separating frantically. "You like this, don't you? You like watching me humping you. It makes you so wet." His words forced out more liquid from her hole.

"Unh…Zach…" She ground against him as much as she could in a desperate attempt to get more friction off of the enormous piece of meat lodged in her pussy.

"You like this, don't you, you little slut? You want my cum all over your pretty little face?" His hips moved even faster into her, stroking her insides in the best ways possible.

"Oh…oh my God, yes, yes! I want it!" She thrusted hard and fast back down onto him. She needed her release more than anything else.

"Yeah…" His grip on her tits began to tighten. He was getting closer with ever thrust into her hot, young pussy. "Oh god, you feel so good! You're so tight around my dick, it's unbelievable…so good, oh yeah…oh yeah!" His dick twitched inside her, spilling out a little precum. As desperately as he wanted to cum inside her tight little pussy right then and there, he needed to hold out a little longer.

"Oh yeah…scream for me, baby! Scream my name!" She could feel him twitching wildly inside of her. Her walls tightened hard around him as he continued humping her furiously.

"I…Zach! ZACH! Ahh! Ohh…oh, yeah…oh yeah…" Her cum squirted violently onto his massive dick, coating it with her creamy juices. Her pussy clamped down hard onto him and squeezed it as hard as it could.

This was way too much for him to take. He quickly pulled himself out of her, screaming out her name, grabbing his dick and wanking it furiously as he made his way over to her face. He couldn't hold it in anymore and the first shot squirted onto the floor, instantly creating a huge puddle on the concrete as he loudly moaned his release. The second shot followed, creating another puddle on the floor, before he finally rushed over to Cammie's face.

He shoved the whole head into her mouth, watching her blue eyes widen in shock as he stretched her lips open. Another shot instantly filled her mouth up. She swallowed it, loving the taste of his cum, eager for more. His huge cock was generous and gave her what she needed. She swallowed it all as fast as she could, watching Zach frantically wank off as he filled her mouth with his cum. He fired another shot into her before pulling out and firing onto her face. His spunk coated her cheek, sticking to it before slowly sliding off. Another shot hit her cute little lips, prompting her to open them up.

She eagerly did so, sticking her tongue out to catch as much as she could. He rested his huge, spasming piece of meat onto it and let it squirt out into her mouth as he moaned her name loudly, telling her how good his massive cock felt as it spurted his hot cum into her mouth. Her lips closed around it again, sucking on the head in an attempt to draw out every drop of cum it had to offer. His delicious cum slid easily down her throat. Once she had her fill, she pulled away and grabbed it herself, jacking it off hard and fast. He continued to explode onto her face until it was completely covered in his jizz.

He turned away from her, grabbing himself and tugging his dick in his hand, resting his other arm against the wall as he came into the puddle he had made earlier. He moaned loudly as his shots began slowing down. His hand kept pumping his erection even as it slowly began to wither. He turned back around to face Cammie, her face still covered in his spunk. A content sigh slipped past his lips as a pleased smile stretched across his face. "So what do you think?"

She smiled back at him. "Looks good."

ONCE AGAIN! Hachimisu wrote this story.