"Yeah," Latrice agrees with a grin, "and who knows? Maybe once you've seen everything we've got to offer, you won't want to go back to your rich kid life after all." She winks at you and takes another bite of her burger, enjoying the power dynamic between the two of you. The other girls laugh at this, feeling a sense of camaraderie forming with their new friend and leader.

Latrice's eyes widen slightly at your touch, but she quickly regains her composure and forces a laugh. "It's fine, Nav," she says casually, not wanting to make too much of an issue out of it. "Accidents happen." The other girls exchange knowing glances, some smirking under their breath as they watch the interaction between you two play out.

Lily moans and grinds her hips against yours, arching her back as you fill her completely. "No," she gasps, "just... with you." Her fingers twist in your hair, urging you to go faster, harder. She's so close, the pressure building inside of her threatening to explode at any moment.

The other students watch, their breath coming faster and shallower as they wait for Lily to cum.

Lily's cries fill the room as her body tenses and shudders beneath you. Her nails scrape down your back, urging you to go deeper, faster. She arches her hips, meeting your thrusts with a desperation that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your own body.

The other students watch in awe, their hands gripping the table or each other as they fight not to lose control themselves. The tension in the room is palpable, electric, as it builds towards its inevitable release.

Jessica grins and kisses you again, her tongue dancing playfully with yours before she pulls away. "Oh, don't worry," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I already know just who to call." With that, she rolls out of bed and pads over to her phone on the nightstand. Her fingers fly across the screen as she texts one of her friends, inviting them over for what's sure to be a very interesting afternoon.

Jessica's friend steps inside the room, her eyes immediately finding yours. She smiles shyly and nods in your direction before turning back to Jessica with a look of curiosity. "So, this is him?" she asks, walking over to stand beside you. Her body brushes against yours, sending an electric current through your system.

"Mmm-hmm," Jessica hums from where she's sitting on the bed, eyeing the two of you with amusement. "And I take it you're ready for some fun?"

Tameka looks away, her mouth twisting into a bitter smile. "I never meant to hurt you," she whispers, but the words sound hollow even to her own ears. She can feel the anger and hurt burning inside her, making it difficult to keep up this charade of civility any longer.

"Then why did you?" Kiara asks quietly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Why betray our friendship like that?" Tears begin to well in her eyes as she looks at Tameka, searching for some sign of understanding or regret.

"You're pathetic," Tameka snarls at me, her eyes flashing with disgust. "How could you do this to her?" She turns back to Kiara, reaching out a hand as if she might comfort her friend. But before their fingers can touch, Tameka pulls away, looking hurt and confused. "I just...I wanted someone to notice me," she whispers brokenly. "To care about me."

Her words hang in the air between them, heavy with unspoken meaning. Kiara looks at her for a long moment, her expression torn between pain and understanding. Finally, she reaches out, taking Tameka's hand in hers. "I never stopped caring," she says softly, fighting back tears. "But I need you to trust me."

Shanice giggles and nods, her hands moving to your belt buckle as she undoes it with practiced ease. She slides the jeans and boxers down over your hips, freeing your erection from confinement. Her eyes widen in surprise at the size of you before languidly trailing back up to meet your gaze.

She takes hold of you in her hands, marveling at the weight and texture as she begins to stroke you slowly, methodically.

Shanice hums in agreement, her eyes closing as she focuses on the sensation of your cock in her hands. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, cupping your balls and gently massaging them as she continues to stroke you. The sounds of their combined pleasure fill the room, mixing with the soft moans that escape from both of their lips.

Her hips begin to move faster now, grinding against you in time with her strokes, seeking the release that only you can give her.

The other captain approaches you with a nod and a small smile. "Nice one, newbie," he says before walking away. Several of your fellow students also give you knowing looks as they walk past, some even offering words of encouragement or camaraderie. You can't help but feel relieved that the situation didn't escalate further and that someone stepped in to help when it mattered most.

As the bell finally rings to signal the end of PE class, you breathe a sigh of relief and gather your things. The hoodlum captain's aggression has been effectively neutralized for now, but there's no telling when he might try something else. You'll have to be extra careful around him in the future and make sure not to give him any reason to target you again.