Second-Year
A rush of calefaction pooled near the opening of your cunt, a tickling sensation jittering through your spinal cord before quickly dispersing a trail of goosebumps over your skin. You took evident note of how the boy's wet muscle effortlessly glided atop your sensitive bud, causing you to inhale a sharp groan.
"Mmmh- J-Just like that."
You slowly breathed out the commendable words, releasing another soft sigh as you felt him lick the excess juices away from your folds. Your fingertips ventured around the silky strands of his hair, tugging them gently as you rocked back and forth from on top of the table.
Gnawing on the delicate skin of your lip, you gazed down at him below you, interlocked between your thighs tightly. It was mental to think that this nameless boy had such undescribable talents.
Well... That was the irony; you couldn't remember his name. It was rare to find a boy that actually had experience in this sort of department, and it wasn't sporadic for you to encounter many virgins along your journey.
You found it incredibly endearing, though. Purloining that sort of thing from someone when society classed it as 'salient'. "Only lose your virginity to someone you love because you can't lose it twice!" Yadi, yadi, yada―that was something you didn't care for; a free-spirited opinion, and there was no point expressing it outwardly.
However, taken back to the first time you lost touch with your chastity, you definitely would have said the same thing.
Feeling a single lick from the boy sent shivers of pleasure throughout the entirety of your body, the gentleness of his touch driving you into insanity. Still and all, this had been the fifth hook up of the week, not stopping at that to get the whole of your chemistry assignment finished.
Done and dusted.
It was coming very close to end of year exam's, so you had to get everything out of the way fast before the holidays peered into sight. That was particularly your favourite time of year―moreso the fact that you were in heat during most of those days, the emptiness at home not quite filling your needs.
So, instead, you went out, copulating how you pleased since it made you feel good. It distracted you from the adjacent reality of adultery. Still, You didn't care. You knew exactly how you would pass college, considering your libido skyrocketed the more social events you went to.
College was basically just a fuck-fest, at this point...
"Ahh! I-I'm gonna cum!"
The boy hummed against your slit, sticking his tongue further in to consume your deliciousness. Unfortunately, you couldn't hold back anymore. You had been slumped over this exact desk for ten minutes straight, getting head from a boy you didn't even fucking know―so, you were simply sent over the edge, recognising the same familiarness coiling within your vagina.
Shaking violently, you bucked your hips upward, riding through your orgasm. He stared up at you, noticing the evident groves in your frons as your eyes were shut in complete ecstasy. He also watched the conspicuous drape of your mouth, weak moans escaping it while you shoved his face further in with your hand.
Quickly coming down from your high, you groaned, feeling the subtlety of a cramp crawling its way up to your leg. Regardless of the pain, you sat up straight on the table, throwing the boy a crooked smile before readjusting yourself to stand.
The brunette grinned back at you, the leftovers of your juices gushing down the tip of his chin. You rolled your eyes, noticing the way he looked at you through amorous lids.
"Next time, yeah? This was fun." He smirked at you again, standing up to give you a kiss―however, you stopped him before that could occur, placing a digit over his moistened mouth.
"Here, you still got some on your lips." Slowly removing your finger, you smiled back at him, sticking your tongue out to lick away the profusional substance around his mouth. He carefully observed your movements, watching you tilt your head down to the point of his jaw, lapping all the way up to the edge of his mouth with direct eye contact.
You giggled, "See, much better now." The boy was in half aw-shuck, not even considering the hygienics of the previous situation. However, he would be lying to say that it wasn't fucking hot. After all, though, you were experienced in making boys your little playthings―even girls for that matter. Whatever actions your body displayed had a real justification, and not a good one, at that.
You quickly stood, bending down to pull up your pink panties while adjusting your skirt appropriately before dusting it off. He fixed himself afterwards, rearranging his hair while wiping away your saliva from around his lips and chin.
"So-" He exaggerated the first syllable, "No next time?" You thought for a moment, really considering his proposal.
You hummed, "I don't think there will be a next time, babe. But I had lot's of fun!" You giggled softly, strutting past the male to open the door to the tiny compartment you guys just screwed in.
The lunch bell had just rung, so the next class was, in fact, Chemistry. Lucky you!
Since it was coming close to the end of the year, being a third-year at Inarizaki High snared a lot of energy out of you. It meant you had to worry about future plans, but as of right now, you wanted to live in the moment and make the most of being a single, young active teenager.
Your mum had always told you that being a teenager in high school meant it was one of your prime times to do whatever the fuck you wanted until you had to kiss all of it goodbye. You certainly weren't close with your mother, but she was right.
You were going to do whatever the fuck you wanted because, after all, you were Y/N fucking L/N. Nothing―no one was going to stop you from having a little bit of fun. It definitely wasn't a secret to anyone that you were the most attractive, popular kick-ass in the school who always received billets-doux from neighbouring boys and girls. It was very hapless for those who confessed their love towards you, given you pampered in that type of attention.
It was cruel, but you didn't give a shit.
You knew for a fact that being as pretty as you were, things got handed to you without a thought of judgement. You were super gratified that the hell of middle school was over, forming a new life here in Inarizaki with your mother. Even though she would be out at conferences overseas managing her modelling company half the time, appreciating the silence got old to you.
The liberty to move freely made you feel alleviated to some extent, only because you didn't have any siblings. However, shit did get very quiet, forcing your boredom to subside on a dangerous route. You went out nearly every weekend―either partying till you blacked out or smoked till your lunges gave way. You hated to admit it, but you knew one day you had to quit this revelry type shit, knowing that it clearly wouldn't be healthy for you in the long run.
"Oi- Y/N-" Your name was dragged out, making you post-haste back to the present. Your head rested on the flat of your palm, humming back in response to the person who called out your name.
"Hmm?" You shifted your attention towards the girl who sat opposite you, her being your best friend, Akari.
"Are you going to hand in your papers- Or?" She quizzed, bringing her attention down towards the assessment you held loosely in your spare palm. You lifted your head, unwittingly nodding in response while thinking back to the deal you made with that young second-year boy.
You clicked your tongue, your mood shifting to a more ambient one. "Yeah... Yeah..." You grinned as you stood up. "I also gotta tell you something after class." A menacing giggle escaped your mouth, "That second year... God- Does he give good head or what?" You bit your lip, leaning over to your friend's ear groaningly.
She rolled her eyes in response, a hidden smile plastered across her attributes while smacking your ass forward. "Get a move on slut!" Akari teased you, watching you prance off towards the teacher.
There was a good reason as to why you and Akari were friends―both sleeping with whomever you wanted was a shareable quality, and your dull-witted intelligence, but despite that, you were polar opposites. It was funny that many students within the school labelled the two of you as the 'Blonde Duoed Sluts'.
Kind of iconic, right?
Well... That's what you thought, at least. However, Akari felt the opposite way. She hated it, but you―you found it downright hilarious. Despite the resemblance you both share, Akari was incredibly soft-hearted, very unlike you. She never outwardly expressed those emotions, but knowing the female for over four years; you knew her all too well.
You got her into this mess in the first place. Hell? You genuinely felt terrible the first time meeting her. She was a hapless mess. You didn't want to associate yourself with her in the beginning, but to you, she was like an annoying mosquito that wouldn't fuck off―she was like a lost puppy, asking for attention―and not just anyone's attention, yours specifically.
But that? That was a very, very long time ago. I guess you could say it was an absent-minded memory, one that was clearly forgotten for the right reasons.
"Aw!! But Mr Kei!" You perched your head on the flat of your palm, bending over with a pout displayed across your lips. "If you look here, I wrote everything correctly!" You huffed again, staring into his bright, chestnut orbs.
He let out a defeated sigh, reaching over to your ear to grab the stolen pencil from his desk. "I'll accept this submission." He twirled the stationary in between his slim digits.
You gleamed, clapping your hands with exaggerated happiness, "But if this happens again, you will be getting a straight fail."
Rolling your eyes, you jokingly reassured the teacher that something like this would never happen again. "God... So now you're flirting with the Chemistry teacher!?" Akari sat back in her chair, watching you walk over nonchalantly.
You slumped down in the allocated seat, "Yeah? So what? I bet he has a good dick game also..." Akari jumped over to slap your forearm.
"Shh!! You're so loud." She whispered the last part of her sentence, glancing around the classroom to take evident note if anyone heard what slipped from your lips. You giggled, "Akari, you're one to talk... Haven't you slept with our History teacher before?"
She slapped your arm again, causing you to wince, "That was because-" Akari sighed, "Forget it." She leaned back in her chair, "What're you doing after school?"
A soft chortle left your lips from her reaction, later humming towards her. "I don't know?" You raised a single digit to your lips, "I could invite a few people over, maybe."
Akari goggled, shaking her head with a grin fixed across her face. "It's a Thursday; can't you wait till the weekend?" You deadpanned towards her, "No."
"Okay, that's it for today's class, everyone. I will see you all on Monday, have a good weekend!"
The classroom grew with chatter, everyone speedily packing their bags to head off for the day. You stood up, brushing the folds in your skirt before facing your best friend. "If something does happen, though, I'll let you know!" You smiled towards her, Akari returning the gesture with a nod.
"Alright, catch you later". Akari suddenly gawked, "Oh and Y/N!"
You spun on your heels, cocking a brow at her sudden eruption, "I have to tell you something later!" She nictated her eyelashes, biting her lip afterwards.
Throwing her the same sort of expression, you strolled off out of the classroom, waving her off goodbye.
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