"Ohhh… Th-thaaank y-you ma-master…" Megan managed to moan as I continued my assault on her. Before long, I felt a churning deep within me, and could tell Megan was close too. I was about to shout out that I was going to blow, when I found out that the sensations of fucking Megan's hot, horny, lust-driven body was too much for me and I couldn't make a sound. Besides, I justified to myself, she didn't even deserve it. With a final roar, I thrust into her fully, emptying myself inside her in torrent after torrent. Megan squealed in delight as she felt the hot liquid flowing into her. I had stopped right where I thrusted, but Megan continued moving back against me, milking me for all I was worth. I was really sensitive, so it was actually starting to hurt. I was about to say something when Megan's whole body tensed up, then started convulsing. I felt her fluids impact against my dick like a firework, then flow past me as they flowed out of her pussy, making sure they came into contact with the both of us. She let out a mix of an exhale and scream, like that voice you have when you're too excited or scared to say anything, as her body writhed, then went limp on the table she was leaning on. Her love juice was slowly flowing down our legs as our heavy breathing filled the room, calming down from the insane high we were having only seconds before.
"Wow." Megan panted when she finally gained that ability to speak again. "That was… incredible."
I chuckled. "I'll say." I replied as I pulled myself out of her, giving me one last moan from her I looked around the room for something to help me with cleaning up. Luckily, the teacher's desk had a box of tissues on it, though I'd have to make a mental note that I wouldn't be so lucky to have conveniences like that in the future if I continued this way.
I looked behind me to see that she was cleaning herself up as well, albeit less successfully. Her legs and skirt looked like they were soaked, her hair was a mess, and she couldn't even find her glasses. Noticing that they were on the desk next to me, I passed them to her.
"Thanks." She said quietly, with clear shyness in her voice. The same shyness that she managed to carry around with her right up until you had sex with her.
"So what's with you during sex?" I asked with a grin.
She blushed and just shot me a confused look.
"Normally, you'll all innocent and cute, but get you alone and you're like a sex goddess." I gushed. "You get off from blowing me, you turn into an animal in heat after fingering yourself and you're kinky as fuck."
She shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't even know I was like that until I gave you a… A…"
I laughed to myself. Even now, she couldn't say it. "Blowjob." I finished.
"Yeah, that." She said quietly. "Although, ever since I did, I started masturbating." She turned a shade of pink. "It felt really good, especially when I started using larger and larger things, although your… your penis is the largest I've ever felt. It's like I found out something about me I didn't know before. I just know I really liked it. Especially when you came inside me." Despite her embarrassment, she still looked me in the eyes and smiled after saying that, which looked like it took a lot of effort.
It hit me like a train. I came inside her! "Oh, shit!" I yelled aloud. "I came inside of you! you could get pregnant!"
"It's okay, calm down." Megan soothed.
"No it's not okay!" I said in a panicked tone. I sure as hell wasn't ready to be a father!
"I'm on the pill!" She exclaimed.
Relief washed over me. Mid-panic, I stopped where I was and shut my mouth. "Oh, okay." I said, calming down. "Good."
She laughed softly, at this point having put on everything but her skirt, which was soaked. "Darn." She said under her breath. That was Megan for you. Fucked like an animal, but still 'darn' was the biggest swearword she could use.
"Are you going to be okay wearing that?" I asked her.
She smiled her innocent smile at me. "No, but it's okay. I have gym this semester, so I could just use my gym shorts. I just don't know what I'll tell Matt."
Oh shit. "Matt's here?" I asked nervously.
"Don't worry." She soothed again. "He's in the math office, doing homework. We're as far away from him as we can get. He said he would be in there any time I want to leave."
"Okay." I calmed down for the umpteenth time that day. I was seriously going to have a heart attack before 40.
"Can I be your girlfriend?" Megan casually asked as she got her gym shorts out of her bag.
Heart attack. Good example. "What?!" I exclaimed. "Megan, you said you wouldn't do any of this relationship bullshit!" I all but whined.
"I know." She said in a casual tone, with what seemed like a new attitude for Megan. "I'm not forcing you to do anything, and I won't get upset if you say no. But you said yourself, you lost the other two and you need someone. I don't even care if you don't really like me, I know you like to have sex with me. So why not make this more than a one-time thing?"
I sighed. "We could just be friends with benefits too."
She smiled cheekily at me as she put on her shorts. "No dice. If you want to keep having sex with me, it needs to be official. You can still say no! I just think this would benefit us both. You'd get sex, I'd get you."
I held my face in my hands in frustration. I was actually considering it. I mean, fuck, why not? I lost May and Nicole for good at this point anyway, and Megan was offering me sex, nothing more. Don't get me wrong, she abused my trust in the past, but something about her new attitude told me that she wasn't just trying to do that this time. This time, she was being fair, being real, and giving me an opportunity to say no.
"Okay, Megan. I'll be your boyfriend."
Megan jumped with glee, before running up to me and wrapping her arms around me, giving me a long kiss on the lips. I was hesitant, but returned the kiss. I had no doubt it was just my loneliness and that alone which made me give in, but I was willing to see what would happen from here. Besides, I'd be lying if I said Megan wasn't an amazing fuck.
"Thanks, boyfriend. You won't regret this!" Megan said happily, gathering her stuff together. I think a part of me already was.
"You're welcome, fucktoy." I replied cheekily, winking at her. Megan blushed but kept her gaze on me, biting her bottom lip.
Wordlessly, we both made sure everything was in order then left the room. We walked back to the main hallway, hand in hand (which I'll admit, did not feel as weird as I thought it would with Megan) which thankfully was empty. I guess Paul went home.
"Thanks again, Adam." Megan said, wrapping her arms around me. "I'm glad things worked out. You're a really great guy."
"Yeah, tell the council that." I said sarcastically, returning the hug.
"Don't worry, I'm going to smooth things over with them." she replied, smiling up at me.
"How?" I asked.
"Leave it to me, I've got a few ideas." She said, breaking the hug. "Although I should really find my brother before he comes looking for me." She kissed me on the lips shyly before giving me a cute little wave. "Bye!" She said cheerfully.
"Later!" I replied. When she bounced out of sight, I collapsed on the nearest bench and sighed. What a freaking day. First Megan was pissed, then we fucked, now she's happy as a clam. I probably should have found that suspicious, but didn't. She seemed genuine, at least this time she did. Then there was May, pissed off enough at me that she probably went back to Carson just because she knew the news would reach my ears. And then Nicole… I had no freaking clue what to make of her. First she got kissed without her consent, then she liked it, then she jumped to Phil's side when it was me versus him with a white lie… I mean, she lied to protect him, instead of telling the truth, let alone telling the truth to protect me. If only she wasn't so rash, she could have found out that Megan and I were okay and she didn't need to be so aggressive.
Megan and I were more than okay, though, for better or for worse. We were together. Megan and I were together, Nicole and Phil were together, May and Carson were together, and I had the sneaking suspicion that neither May, Nicole or I ACTUALLY liked the other person. Thanks to Megan's blowjob, we weren't just stuck in a circle of lies – we were living lies.
I had way too much shit in my head. I was absent-mindedly checking the clock, wondering if it would be pointless or not to check if mom was off work, when something hit me. It was 5:40pm. Mr. Salvador was still here. I never would have considered telling a soul about any of this crap before, but something about this afternoon changed me. I got up and made for the basement.
I heard a voice – no, voices – as I neared what I believed to be Salvador's office. The big room next to it boasting the huge sign 'Choir Room' certainly helped. I knocked on the door to hear, sure enough, Mr. Salvador's voice. "Come in." I walked in to see a cluttered space filled with just about everything. An open closet full of costumes, busts wearing various wigs and hats, books among books filling shelves, photographs covering the walls, old VHS tapes stacked on the floor, you name it. In the righthand corner of the room sat Mr. Salvador at his cluttered desk, and on the other end, surprisingly, Paul Stevens.
Paul hadn't seen me walk in, and was apparently in the middle of a heated debate with Mr. Salvador. He was holding what looked like a green mask. "It's impossible!" He protested. "I've tried everything I can, but she refuses to work. That's not my fault if she won't put in the extra effort."
Mr. Salvador leaned back in his chair. "You chose the partner, Paul. I can't help you. I did tell you not to pick her."
"That was only because you thought she wasn't right for the part." Paul argued. "She could be, if she put in the effort. I didn't know that she'd just refuse to put in a hundred percent. I had no way of knowing. You can't pin that on me."
"What would you like me to do?" Mr. Salvador asked calmly.
"Brendan has offered to work with me. You know him, you trust him. He's only one grade lower than me, and he says he'll make the full time commitment. Please just allow me to work with him instead."
"And what happens to Lauren?" Mr. Salvador asked him.
"I don't know. At this point, I don't even care!" Paul spat out. "She deliberately missed the morning rehearsal. What you do is your choice. Give her a make-up assignment or give her a zero. I'm just here to make sure the piece goes perfectly. You tasked me with taking some initiative, and I'm taking it."
"I can't do that, Paul. Work with what you have." Mr. Salvador simply stated.
"But-!" Paul began angrily, before noticing I was in the room. Still with an angry expression, he nodded slightly in a way of saying hello, then turned back to Salvador.
"Go on." Mr. Salvador coaxed.
"No, I'm done here anyways." Paul said, not bothering to hide his disgust. Even so, as he left, carrying his mask, he said "See you around, Salvador." without any hint of contempt or really anything except tire in his voice.
Mr. Salvador ignored his exit completely. When he clapped eyes on me, he acted like the whole incident didn't happen. "Hello, Adam." He said to me.
"I could have waited outside if you two were talking about something important." I said, making sure I wasn't intruding.
"It's okay. Sit down." He calmly ordered. "What can I do for you?" He leaned back in his chair.
"Well…" I began shyly as I took a seat. "Remember how you said you'd listen if I ever wanted to chat?"
He nodded.
"Well… I have something to tell you."
I had everything to tell him.