Still sore from last night you are grateful for the padded bench in the library. You told yourself that you would never let the volleyball coach fist you again but you knew you were just kidding yourself. You never could refuse her anything and being fisted was far from the worse she had done to you.
Ignoring the giggling of some juniors at the next desk you pull out your notes from Ms Simpson's class on Rectal Reformation and try to get your head around the practice of not reducing your classmates to shit Golems. Not that you had ever managed even a mindless shit man. All your efforts had just resulted in reducing your lab partners to turds that went down the toilet bowl.
“Do you mind?” You look up to see a junior clutching a first years study book. Looks like a fresher from the way she tries to look everywhere at once.
She looks especially cute and you wonder whether it would be fun to seduce her?
She sites next to you where her back is to the wall so at least she has some sense of self preservation. Not that you would romance or any such nonsense with a girl like her. Hardly worth the investment of any time given that she will inevitably end up a stain on some wall before too long.
“I'm Megan. I'm a fresher.” The girl has a slight lisp which just suited her perfectly.
“Dorothy, Dorothy Monk and I can be fresh if you want me to?” The girl blushed at your suggestion before hiding her face in her book.
Bored with your studying already you casually rest a hand on her thigh under the desk. You are still pretending to read your book but the way Megan is going back over the same sentence in hers is a clear sign that you have her attention.
She moves her hand to yours and you casually take control, guiding her hand to your skirt where she can feel that you are all female. She seems to relax and you realise that she had been worried that you could be a predatory herm after her flesh.
Well truth be told you were a predator after her body, but not in the way she might have feared. You wanted to prove your power by reducing her to a sexually satisfied quivering wreck, not a pool of spent cum that most cock-bearers would.
With her free hand she tugs at her shirt collar, nervously showing that you are affecting her. Having quelled her fears you return both you hands to her thigh where you pause briefly before sliding up under her plaid skirt.
She lets out a whimper as your agile fingers slip under her knickers and from the dampness you find it is very clear that you have her interest. You felt you were well on your way to seducing Megan in a very public place when with a crash of his bags Leroy, one of the schools star players, crashes onto the bench on the other side of the desk.
Megan lets out a squeak of surprise and shifts closer to you on the bench. She assumes that you offer her safety, an assumption that you have clearly survived at a school where few girls survive to become seniors.
“Hey girl, ready to fill my balls yet?” Leroy is stroking his cock that is drooling cum onto the floor. With a splat a twisted up school tie is ejaculated from the end, presumably the remains of his most recent victim. Leroy is probably one of the most successful predators on the schools squad and the main reason why there are frequent try-outs for replacement cheerleaders.
“Sorry Leroy, you just don't have what I need.” You and Leroy have a bit of a game going on with your pretending to be a hard core muff diver and him pretending to respect your choice. Truth is you will happily ride a cock and he would cock-vore a bull-dagger if it suited him but so far he has carried on the pretence.
“Whose' the fluff?” Leroy nods at Megan and from the bubble of pre-cum popping on the end of his cock you realise that he has taken an interest in your little friend. Looks like you won't get to seduce her after all.
“This is Megan. She's new here.” Megan raises her head, peering at Leroy from beneath her fringe.
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