The friction between our bodies was almost unbearable as Mr. Johnson continued to pound into me, his rhythm growing faster with each passing moment. I could feel every inch of him stretching and filling me, the heat from his body intensifying as he grew closer to climax. As my own arousal built up, I began to squeeze down on him tightly, desperate for release.

His hands moved from my hips to grip my hair, pulling my head back roughly as he growled out his orgasm.

My body tensed as I felt myself reach the brink of orgasm in perfect sync with Mr. Johnson's thrusts. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, every nerve ending in my core alight with electricity as he continued to fill and empty his hot seed deep within me. With a keening cry that echoed through the quiet room, I came hard, my body trembling from the intense release.

You sneak up behind the blonde girl in your homeroom class and give her a nice, firm grab on her ass. "What the-" she starts to protest before realizing what's going on. Her cheeks flush red as she turns around, looking at you with surprise and excitement mixing together.

"Well then," she says with a sultry smile, "I guess we should take this somewhere more private." She winks at you before leading you to an empty classroom down the hall.

You follow the blonde girl into the empty classroom, your heart racing with anticipation. She closes the door behind you and turns to face you, her hands moving up to undo the buttons on her shirt. With a seductive grin, she pulls it off over her head, revealing a lacy black bra that matches her panties.

"So," she says, taking a step closer, "do you have any ideas about what we should do next?"

Airi grinned impishly at you. "Well, that all depends on what you're in the mood for," she said with a wink. "This school is all about exploring your desires and trying new things... so why not let me show you around?" Her voice was soft and seductive, making it hard for you to focus on anything else.

Airi's words sent a shiver down your spine. You couldn't help but feel excited and nervous at the same time. "I-I want to learn... to do new things..." you stammered, blushing as you realized how that sounded.

"Oh, I think you're going to love it here," Airi said with a smile, moving closer to you. Her hand found yours and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "

The group eventually dispersed, leaving the gymnasium empty except for you and a few other students scattered about the room, each lost in their own worlds as they worked out. You decided to try using one of the weight machines yourself, hoping it would help take your mind off things. The machine creaked under your weight as you lifted the barbell above your head, grunting with effort.

A petite figure suddenly appeared at the edge of your vision as you were lifting weights. It was the girl who had winked at you earlier in class. "Hey," she said softly, walking over to where you stood. "You're new here, right? Mind if I work out with you?" She flashed a friendly smile, her eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity and kindness.

Her name was Amy. You found yourself liking her instantly.

"Good job, class. You all did great today." She smiled at the excited faces around her. "But remember, no more parties until we decide what exactly we want to do next time."

"Ah, look who decided to join us!" chuckled a tall, muscular boy standing at the urinals. He flashed a mischievous grin before walking up to you and whispering something in your ear. "Why don't we show them how it's really done?"

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You find yourself in what appears to be an abandoned janitor's closet, lit only by a single flickering lightbulb dangling from the ceiling. Riley pushes you against the wall and begins to kiss you roughly, her tongue thrusting deep into your mouth as she grinds her hips against yours.

Her free hand roams over your body, squeezing and pinching at your nipples, digging roughly into your sides as she continues to ravage your mouth.

With a low groan, Riley breaks the kiss and steps back, her eyes drifting downward to take in the bulge in your pants. She licks her lips eagerly before reaching out to stroke it through your pants. "Tell me what you want," she whispers hoarsely.

You swallow hard, unable to find the words as desire burns white-hot in your veins.