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Sex In The Locker-Passage
by Phrotozoa (address withheld)
***
Just a little fantasy of a Middle School boy. He screws
the girl of his dreams. It's actually a little weird,
based on one of my dreams. (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.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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