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(mf-teens, 1st) *** I'm not really sure when I started liking her that much, but I did, and the head of the cheerleading squad was the basis of my thoughts every night. I have to say; while I wasn't really that much of a social outcast, I was riding on the line in between "Nerd" and "Cool." In 8th grade, that's tough to pull. Anyway, the day of the election rolled around, I had my speech for president all ready, and, after the other candidates went, in front of 500 kids, I began. "I'm not going to say any stupid stuff, like 'I can promise better lunches and get so-and-so fired,' because as the president of the student council, any of these people couldn't do that. We're not allowed." I got a couple dirty glances from the other candidates, and a cloud of mumbling from the audience. I tried to see what April was doing without making it too obvious, but I couldn't find her in the auditorium. After five minutes of murmurs and laughs from the audience, I finished up." "...And that's why I should be president... And I'm giving away free lollipops outside." I finished up my speech and strode off the stage where the next ballots were taking place. I, being a runner myself, didn't have to stay. I walked off to my locker and turned the knob until the master-lock opened. I dropped my books, and as I closed the metal door with the books inside, I noticed another locker door open further down the hall. Being the curious person I was, I wanted to see whose it was and what was in it before I closed it. I walked over and glanced inside. Something wasn't right. The locker seemed too shallow. The other lockers were six inches deep, and, yes, reaching my arm in I could tell it was too shallow. I knocked against the back of the locker to see if maybe this one had been partially filled in, or not originally a locker, and to my surprise, a knock reverberated back. I knocked again, twice this time. Three knocks came back. And then the back of the locker fell open. I was looking into a purple-ish pink-fur-upholstered room. Everything was very retro; the walls were covered in the same carpeting as the floor, the ceiling was cool blue, and the table in the center of the room was glass with three glass legs. The room wasn't huge, but it was probably a good cat- fling in either direction. Then, after about a minute of taking in the room's strangeness, I noticed April. She was standing right in front of me, and I wondered how I hadn't noticed her yet until I realized that she was wearing the same pink fur that enveloped the room on her coat. "Oh, hey April! Is this your area or something? I don't mean to sound intruding, and if this is yours, I don't want to be – I mean, I DO want to be here – Well, if you want me here, not as if you love me, cuz I guess you don't, but if you did if you wanted me here I am, but I could go—" I have to admit, I need to work on talking around her, though that's not really an issue anymore. "Ssh." She said, putting a finger to my mouth. I looked at her face for a moment, taking in its overwhelming beauty. She had light brown hair that came down to her waist, and blue eyes so deep you could drown in them. Everything else was perfectly proportioned, with pale- ish skin, so perfect that I'm sure she was on the cover of every Coach magazine. God, as I looked down I noticed her fur miniskirt. It would be worth tripping right now... And I'm sure she wore double-d's. Or bigger. All of a sudden, out of the blue, I felt a clonk on the back of my head. I blacked out, trying to get a look up her skirt as I fell. ( ) I woke up looking at the ceiling. I was lying on my back. Unnoticed to me at the moment, there was no pain in the back of my head where I had been clonked. I started to sit up, but realized that I was under the glass table. However, at that exact moment, April stepped onto the table. This was better than tripping. I looked in awe, felling my crotch get crowded. I realized that, despite the dress code, she wasn't wearing any panties. I almost shitted myself. I pinched my arms behind my back to see if I was awake, but I don't remember the response because at that moment, she did a split on the table, smashing her soaked pussy on the glass. I think I let out a moan because She glanced down at me as if she was surprised to see me there. I glanced around the room to see if anyone else was there, and then realized that she must have dragged my unconscious body under the table. However, against my previous thoughts, she stepped off of the table, cutting off my view of her slit. She held out a hand to me to help me out from under the table, and I took it, a surge of adrenaline shooting through my body. "I guess you've already seen enough, so it can't hurt..." And she leapt at me, throwing me at the ground, shoving her lips into mine, massaging my growing dick, humping me through our clothes. I started to do it back, and she grabbed my pants and shoes and threw them off me. The shock subsiding, I was not to be outdone and I grabbed her shirt and bra, exposing her breasts. I let her take off my shirt, and I let out a weak gasp. "Is this your first time?" I asked. "It's mine." She looked hurt. "Yes, why? Am I doing something wrong?" I answered her with a leap onto her and some more passionate kisses. She reached for my boxers, me for her skirt at the same time. We both ripped them off, me brushing her swollen clit on the way down. She let out a moan of pleasure. Then she grabbed my cock and stuck it in her mouth, playing with my balls the whole time. I loved it, but I wasn't going to let her get away without her getting it too. I started rubbing my dick against her clit, and she leaned into it, back arched. "Oh, god, go in..." For a second, I wasn't sure what she had said, but then I did. I broke in. God, she was tight! It was like squeezing my dick into a thimble! I felt her heart pumping inside her vagina. She was massaging me with her walls. As I went in, she let out a shriek and then went limp, while I, with a fresh burst of adrenaline started pumping in and out. She must have loved it, because I felt her tighten. I knew that if I wanted this to last more than a couple seconds, I needed to pull out. I did, and she moaned. "Fuck me, Damnit, fuck me." I started sucking on her breasts, and she arched her back again. I knew I was doing something right. She grabbed my dick and started stroking, and stroked until I almost burst on her, but she knew the signs and stopped. "I'm on the pills, go inside me." I did and I pounded her even harder, she let out screams of joy. I decided to eat her. I started licking her clit, my tongue slipping inside her every so often. She screamed and grabbed me and we started rolling around, me still inside her. I pulled out as she said "Oh, shit. I'm gonna come!" I knew I was close too, and somehow, I was able to line up our orgasms at the same time, and I came inside her. We both lay exhausted on the floor of the room, naked. ( ) I touched her pussy and stuck my fingers in, ready to relive yesterday. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 51