Randy slouched in his seat on the bus currently leaving Norrisville. "This is works." he groaned leaning his head against the window.
To think it was just another typical summer day. Howard was grounded so they it was just him because almost every other teen and young adult in Norrisville had gone off to summer camp or something.
He had been in his room when the incident happened. His parents walked in and found him with his hand in his trousers and looking at a dirty magazine. The odd thing was, they didn't yell at him. They told him to pack up some of his stuff and that they were sending him to a place to help with his problem, True Joy Acres. He wasn't grounded, but now he was off to this unknown weird place without a real reason given.
His eyes widened when he saw the massive structure. It resembled a fancy private school with a beautiful garden up front. There was a stone wall that surrounded everything but the mansion-like building in front. The bus came to a stop, and Randy stepped out.
"Wow, not bad." he muttered walking up the steps to the front and pressed the button on the intercom.
"Yes?" came a woman's voice through it.
"Um, I'm Randy Cunningham."
"Ah, yes. We've been informed by your parents of your arrival, come right in."
Randy stepped back as the doors slowly opened. He walked in and was captivated by the building's elegance.
"Mr. Cunningham?"
He turned and was greeted by the sight of an older woman with long red hair that went down her back. She was clad in a white business top that strained against her d-cup breasts and was complimented with a black miniskirt. She also had a pair of black high-heeled shoes.
"Oh, hello Ms..."
"Thompson. You must be the new arrival we were told off." She looks him over and smiles. "You look almost exactly like your father when he was your age."
"Wait, my dad came here?" asked Randy.
"Oh, he did indeed, as did your mother. They were quite a favorite pair here back in our day."
As she spoke, Randy idly noticed her breasts sway a little and tried to keep himself from staring.
"Okay then, hand me your backpack and clothes, and I'll take them to your room."
"Uh, I need my clothes on, you know that right?" asked Randy who swore that sounded too weird.
"Not here at True Joy, believe me. If you feel uncomfortable being totally nude, you can at least keep your underwear."
Randy sighed and conceded before he started taking his jacket, shirt, and pants off. He then handed her his stuff as she began walking down one of the halls.
"Just take a seat, and someone will be along shortly to show you around."
Randy looked over and took a spot on a chair and began to wait. He felt awkward being in just his boxers as anyone could walk in and see him.
"Randy!?"
He looked up as he stared into the eyes of a familiar face. "Theresa!?"
"Wow, I didn't expect to see you here." smiled the baton twirler, who for some reason was clad only in a dominatrix outfit
He started blushing and tried to cover himself. "Oh man."
"Don't worry about it. I've seen everyone else nude." She smiled.
"Everyone else!?" He said in shock
"Yeah, everyone here just walks in their birthday suits. It's fun." She grabbed his hands and pulled him up. "Come on."
Randy couldn't say anything as she started to drag him down the hall.
"I guess you're here because your parents caught you 'in the act,' am I right?" She questioned.
"Yeah." he admitted with a blush.
"Same here." Theresa shrugged.
"What exactly is this place?" he asked.
"It's a place where parents send their hormonal children. The only way in is if your parents went here."
"Wait, so just to clarify. Kids are sent here because they felt horny?"
She stopped in her tracks and faced him. "Be honest, how many times a day did you do it?
"Uh..." He scratched the back of his head. "Five to six?"
"I thoughts so," she said before proceeding down the hall. "People like us are part of a unique breed. Apparently, before they came here our moms and dads were total animals in the sack, but left with nearly no interest in physical pleasure."
"And this place makes people into prudes?"
"You could say that." Theresa smiled as the came to a set of doors marked 'Exit.'
"Wait, why are we at the exit?" asked Randy with a raised eyebrow.
"Randall Cunningham, welcome to paradise." She said opening the doors.
As the door opened, Randy stared mouth agape at what he was seeing.
Everyone was either stark naked or in their underwear as if it were nothing. He spotted a few couples in heated make outs before they ran inside.
Theresa closed his mouth and giggled. "You're gonna catch bugs that way."
"I-I'm not sure about this." he spoke with a nervous tone.
"At least you didn't faint like I did." She said with a small blush. She put an arm on his back and pushed him out to the yard. "Just do some mingling, and you'll be fine."
"How? I don't know anyone here, other than you, and I just learned this place is for horny teens."
"You think we're the only kids in Norrisville? Look a bit harder, almost everyone from school is here."
Randy looked around and was stunned to see so many students walking around like they weren't in their birthday suits. "Holy cheese!"
"You know, maybe we should finish the tour before mingling," Theresa pushed again. "First up, the dance hall."
Randy let Theresa guide him as he had no idea where anything was around this place. The next building they entered was like a nightclub, most shocking of all was the natural red head stepping onto the stage towards a metal pole.
"Is that..."
"Hey, there peeps!" She said grabbing the mic. "It's your favorite gal pal, Heidi Weinerman!"
The crowd cheered out loud.
"No. Way." Randy started.
Heidi was dressed in thigh high stretch boots and a pink two piece.
"Even Heidi's here?" asked Randy as Heidi began dancing around the pole provocatively.
"Yep, her parents caught her in the bathroom just as she was finishing. It was kind of awkward. She's the most popular pole dancer here."
"Wait, if Heidi's here, does that mean Howard is too?" asked Randy.
"Our parents only send us here if they find we're 'exploring.' Come on; next up is the kennel." She grabbed his hand and began to drag him to the next spot.
The next building wasn't what he expected in the least. All around people were dressed as different animals while some were even acting the part.
"Theresa!" Came to a high pitched voice.
They looked to where it came from and found Rachel in a skimpy cat outfit. "Did you come to play?
"Aw sorry sweety, I can't right now." Theresa replied as a parent would a child.
Rachel pouted but took notice of Randy next to her. "Randy you're here!"
Randy felt Rachel pull him into a tight hug that knocked the air out of him. "Can't. Breath."
"Rachel, let go." ordered Theresa.
She did so immediately "Yes. Ma'am. "
"Uh, not that the look doesn't work, but why cats? Weren't you all into rabbits before?" Randy pointed out.
"I might like dressing up as one during Halloween, but being a cat is so much better. It lets me be more frisky." she let out a purr like a cat while rubbing against Randy's side.
"Alright, that's enough." Theresa ushered Rachel back from Randy. "Now go play with the others."
"Okie Doke." While Rachel walked away on all fours, Randy noticed some of the kids simply wore rabbit ears with a cotton tail while the rest of their bodies were naked.
"And they're okay with this?" Randy looked around.
"All of them chose to live out their animalistic fantasies here."
"Weird." remarked Randy.
"What? You never have weird fantasies?" she teased.
Randy looked Theresa up and down then blushed. "M-Maybe." he admitted looking away.
Theresa giggled. "Next up, the studio."
"Alright, but no dragging me by the arm."
"Then how about this?" Theresa walked closer and wrapped her arms around one of his own.
"T-that's much better." Randy replied, still blushing as he noticed some of her cleavages as she and he moved to the next area.
They went to yet another building. Only this one was filled with costumes.
"Here we store a lot of clothing for those who love to roleplay." She led him to a door at the other end. "And in here is where the magic happens."
She opened it, and Randy was once again stunned. People everywhere, guys and girls, were posing for pictures.
"And this is for..."
"Well when you got it, you just want to flaunt it." Theresa put her arms on her hips in a suggestive pose
"Do they get hot just getting their picture taken?" Randy asked while trying not to stare too long.
"Some people just like the attention." Theresa shrugged. "Come on; Debbie should be here somewhere."
"Debbie?" replied Randy in surprise. "Debbie Kang? Miss honor student?"
"The very same." nodded Theresa.
That's when said girl strutted onto the central catwalk. She wore a blue feather boa that covered her breasts and a pair of high heels.
Randy was stunned as she was walking like an expert.
"Debbie, over here!" Theresa called out. Waving an arm.
Debbie smiled at seeing Theresa and walked down to them. "Hey Resa, how do I look?"
"Hot enough for me to want to see you between my legs." she purred with a suggestive tone
"That's high praise coming from you." Debbie giggled.
"Look who showed up Deb." Theresa gestured to Randy.
"Randy!" Debbie exclaimed.
"So you got caught too?" asked Randy with his arms crossed and a smug grin on his face.
"Unfortunately, yes." Debbie said in embarrassment. "Word of advice, always clear your Internet history."
"So miss bookworm is a closet pervert?" chuckled Randy.
"Hey, everyone's got problems. What got you here?"
"Parents saw me jerking it." he admitted.
"Seriously." Debbie laughed.
"At least I'm upfront. You made me think you were a stiff all the time." he shot back with a grin.
"Oh let it go, Randy." Theresa said. "Come on; there's still one last place I want to show you."
This time Randy followed her at a steady pace as she leads the way.
He followed her into a building that was fit for Dracula. "This Randy is The Dungeon for those who like to get rough."
"In other words sadists and masochists, right?" Randy looked at the foreboding building. "I heard about that kinda stuff, but it never really…"
"Got your interest?" she guessed.
"That sounds about right." Randy rubbed his arm.
"I was here on break before I was asked to show you around." Theresa admitted.
"Wait a honking second, you're into this stuff?" he asked in surprise.
"What? Did you think I was all about sunshine and rainbows?" Theresa asked.
"Well you never, you know, seemed like the kinda girl to..." he started while rubbing his neck awkwardly.
"Tower over others and make them squeal in pleasure?" She pinched his nipples and gave a hard twist.
"Aaahh! Why do guys even need these?!" he cried out rubbing them after she let go.
"Remember this; I have a dark side deep down that you do not want to mess with, got it?"
Randy gulped nodding in fear as her serious face meant business.
She gave a tug before letting go. "Any questions?" she asked in her normal happy tone.
"Well, I have one that… comes to mind." he looked at her somewhat glum. "Have you ever… I mean...are you…"
"A virgin?" she asked.
"Y-Yeah."
"Oh yeah, I prefer to be the one dominating others, so I never let anyone take my cherry." she then started to blush. "I was kinda saving it for… someone."
"Oh! Well, I...hope they're good to you." he replied while scratching his cheek and trying to maintain a smile.
"Yeah." she turned away.
"Uh, yeah. So, do you know where my room might be?"
"Ms. Thompson usually marks new the arrival's room with red tags on the knobs." Theresa replied. "Let's go find it."
Both teens walked off to try and find Randy's room. The halls were like those seen in a five-star hotel, and a question came to mind.
"How can our parents afford to send to a place like this?"
"They don't, all the money comes from donations by McFist." revealed Theresa.
Randy silently cursed at the fact his enemy was the reason this place existed.
"McFist Industries makes so much money that they need to get rid of it somehow."
'Bet all the robots they sick on me doesn't leave a dent in it.' thought Randy.
"Oh, a red tag." Theresa pointed. "That must be your room."
"Well, uh, thanks for the tour." he smiled.
"Sure, no problem." Theresa said solemnly before she started to walk away.
"Oh wait, Theresa!" Randy called
"Yes?" she turned quickly and looked at Randy.
"What exactly are the rules here?" Randy asked her.
"Oh, well each area has different rules. They're posted on signs like this one right here." she replied pointing to the closest wall.
1. Any and all acts of intimate nature must be consensual
2. All are required to use protection.
3. No teasing.
4. No fighting.
5. No smoking.
6. No drugs.
7. In bed by 8:00 P.M.
"Huh, so if I were to ask someone if they wanted to, you know..."
"Screw like rabbits?" she clarified.
"Then I would need their consent, am I right?"
"That's right." Theresa looked at him and hoped he would put the pieces together.
'Should I ask her?' thought Randy.
'Please let him ask.' Theresa mentally prayed.
"So, if I wanted to say, cross the line with you. Would that be cool, or would that be stupid because you're saving yourself?"
'Close enough.' she concluded putting her hands on his chest and smiled. "Who did think I was saving myself for?"
"Hold up. That person...was me?" he asked in surprise pointing to himself.
"Got that right handsome." she poked his chest and giggled. "Give me twenty minutes to clock out at the Dungeon and change out of all this leather, and I'll be right back."
She turned and walked away while shaking her hips as Randy stared at her ass.
"Sweet cheese." he breathed.
Later he was talking to his parents in his room with the phone it had. "I can't believe you guys never told me about this place."
"Well, how would you react? 'Hey son, me and your father went to a school where we went at it like rabbits in heat.' See why we kept it to ourselves?" replied his mom.
"Although it's not exactly a school as much as a super fancy camp." his father added.
"Still, this place is all new. Not that I don't like the freedom, it's just so weird with so many other kids my age."
"Well it's not so bad if you just do like every other teenager." his mother reassured. "What's your room number?"
"I didn't check. I was just looking for red tags. Hang on." he went over to the door and opened it. "It's room 23."
"Hey now, that's my old room." he heard his father say.
"Please tell me I won't find something that might scar me for life." begged Randy who did not need to have to burn his bed.
"Don't worry sport; they clean those rooms so well you won't even find a dust mite, But if I remember correctly, there should be a photo hidden under the night stand."
"I think I'll pass on a photo of what you guys were doing."
"It's nothing dirty, just something we wanted our children to see." spoke his mother.
"So you two planned on kids when you went here?"
"Even in a place like TJA, anyone can find love. Take a look for yourself."
That's when he heard a knock at his door.
"Gotta goes, call you later." he hung up his phone. "Coming."
He pulled open the door and felt his jaw drop at what he was looking at.
There standing in front of his door a was a blushing Theresa dressed in only a green bra and matching panties.
"Care to invite me in?" she giggled seeing his gobsmacked expression.
"Heck yes." he moved out of her way. "Come on in."
Theresa walked in while Randy shut the door and soaked in her form.
"If this is a dream, I hope no one is cruel enough to wake me up."
She laughed a little at this. "Well does this feel like a dream?" Theresa walked over and pulled Randy closer.
"Not sure, let's try this." he moved his hands to her hips. "Well I'll say this, it may just be one of the most convincing dreams I ever had."
Theresa guided him to the bed and sat at his side as she let out a sigh. "Just like the first time."
"First time?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, back when we were little." she smiled.
(Flashback)
"Aaaaa, owie owie owie!" little Theresa cried looking at the scrape on her knee.
"Hey, are you alright?" asked someone running up to her in concern.
She turned and saw two young boys. One tall and skinny, the other short and pudgy. "No, *hic* I scraped my knee, and it hurts."
"Howie, go get the teacher while I stay with her." ordered the tall and skinny kid.
"Okay." the fat boy ran off.
"I know something that might help." smiled the skinny boy.
"What." she wiped her tears.
"Well, I heard if you try and focus on something else, you can ignore it a lot more. So, why don't we talk?" he sat next to her. "I'm Randy."
"I-I'm Teri."
"What do you like?"
She thought for a moment "Um, my hamsters."
"You have hamsters?"
"Two, Fuzzball and Scamper."
"They must be real soft." he smiled.
"Yeah," she smiled back. "What do you like?"
"I like the Ninja; he's awesome!"
"But isn't he a story?" she asked.
"Nuh uh, my buddy Howie and I snuck over to the high school and saw him."
"No way." she doubted that.
"Yes, way. Hold on, are you new here?"
"Teri!" Marcy Johnson called out and walked over. "Oh my goodness! I was hoping to avoid any accidents on our last day. Come along, and we'll get you all fixed up before you parents get here."
"Okay." Marcy helped Theresa to her feet and started guiding her inside where the first aid was. "Bye bye Randy." she called back.
"Bye bye Teri." Randy waved to the girl.
(End flashback)
"Your Teri!" Randy exclaimed.
"Yeah, my name was too long to say when I was little, so I just had people call me Teri."
"Oh man, and here I thought you moved or something." The boy facepalmed. "Man, that is messed up."
"Well technically we did move, but only for one year and came back when my mom got a better job, and we stuck around."
"Why didn't you tell me?" he looked her in the eyes.
"I was still shy. I mean back in Pre-school I was always hiding behind something."
"Man, I should have figured it out when you were the one girl whose hair matched Teri's. I feel like a total shoob."
"Well, shoob or not you're still the same boy I developed feelings for." she kissed his cheek.
"Woah, you got a crush on me? Now, I feel like a shoob."
"If you want to make it up to me, stop talking and kiss me." she leaned in close
"Sounds fair." he leaned in and found his lips meeting Theresa's in the middle.
'YES!' Theresa squealed mentally.
'Woah! Her lips are so soft.' thought Randy who swore he felt electricity run up his spine as soon as they made contact.
The two continued the lip lock for over a minute before separating. They took a moment to catch their breath and look at each other's flushed faces.
"I want you." Randy said hazily
"Go right ahead." she purred back. "But first you'll need to help me out of these
Randy leaned in and wrapped his arms around to the back of her bra and fiddled with the strap. It came undone, and the fabric fell from her breasts
"Wow." Randy stared at the firm looking breasts.
"You can cop a feel if you want." she spoke with a darker blush. "I won't stop you."
Randy gladly brought his hands to her breasts and softly grabbed and squeezed them, marveling at how firm and soft they were. Each touch made the girl moan.
"You can be a little rough if you want." Theresa moaned out.
"Okay." he pushed her down on the bed and climbed over her. Then proceeded to pinch her nipples.
"Ah!" she let out a surprised yelp.
"You okay?" he leaned down.
"Yeah, you can keep going." she nodded.
"Alright." he reached for the hem of her panties and slid them down her legs. He looked above her snatch and saw a small patch of purple pubic hair. "So it is natural." he remarked
"What, did you think I dyed my hair?"
"There was talk." he rubbed her thighs. "Glad to see it's natural, you look cute with purple hair."
"Alright, casanova enough flirting, and ditch the boxers already."
"Gladly." Randy reached down and started pulling his boxers off and blushed as he felt the room's air hit his cock.
"Oh wow." she blinked. "Pretty big."
"Really?" he raised an eyebrow. "But I'm not even at full mast yet."
"What? Ooh, this is gonna be fun." she grinned bringing a hand up to his member and trailing her fingers across it.
Randy froze the minute her hand came into contact with his shaft. 'I don't believe it. Theresa Fowler is touching my tool.'
Theresa saw the dick start twitch and start getting harder making her smile. She kept moving her hand up and down the cock while watching it start to get hard and harder.
"Goodness! How have you been hiding this beast?" she questioned.
"My jeans are great at hiding it." he grunted out as he was over halfway hard already.
She kept going until the member reached its full size. Her face is completely red.
"I better take a closer look." she grinned. She scooted her body down until her face was in front of the tip. "Yep definitely S rank."
"S rank?"
"Later." she licked her lips and kissed the tip.
Randy gasped and felt her start to kiss around the sides and tip. 'So Bruce!"
Theresa stopped kissing as she saw Randy lightly thrust and grinned before sticking her tongue out and moving it around the tip.
"Oh dang, I don't think I can hold out much longer."
"In that case." Theresa opened her mouth and slowly slid it over the tip while swirling her tongue around it.
The air left his lungs, and his hands went to her head. "I'm cumming!" he gave a light thrust.
Theresa felt her head held there as Randy's cock twitched before shooting inside her mouth. 'Holy cheese!'
Randy felt his strength leave him as his seed quickly filled up Theresa's mouth. He watched her move off him and swallow it. "Woah. Now that was hot."
"Thanks, you'd be amazed how much practice you get here." she smirked.
"You've done this before?" he questioned.
"There was never any love before just meaningless sex." she smiled at him.
"Still, imagine you doing that to some other guys makes me wanna punch them." the boy frowned.
"If it helps, no boy has ever eaten me out before." she spoke to him.
"In that case," Randy surprised Theresa as he quickly flipped himself and held her legs open with his head right next to her snatch. "All I have to go on is what I learned in magazines so sorry in advance." he then leaned in and trailed the tip of his tongue against her slit.
Theresa jumped at his wet tongue against her core and let out a moan as he slowly licked up and down the slit. "Ahh, that must have been a very descriptive magazine."
Randy lapped at the folds while tasting a clear liquid seep out of them. 'She tastes as sweet as she looks.'
Theresa bit her lip as her body started getting warmer.
Randy rubbed his thumb around the outside of her pussy and began pushing his tongue into her.
"Mmm, keep going." she hummed holding his head closer to her snatch.
'She's crazy if she thinks I'm gonna stop.' he moved his tongue further in and started moving it against her inner walls.
"Oh, Randy!" Theresa moaned while gyrating her hips. "Lick faster!"
He nodded against her folds and moved his tongue faster. 'I might get addicted to this stuff.'
"Aaah!" Theresa's head tilted back. "I'm cumming Randy!" she cried with her release.
Randy's face got covered in her juices as her body shook from the feeling.
"Tuckered out already?" he asked her wiping his face.
"Not yet." she panted out with a grin.
"Good. You take a short break; there's something I want to check." he said moving from the bed.
Theresa relaxed on the bed while slowly catching her breath.
Randy lifted the night stand with all his might and moved it out of the way and like his father said there was indeed a picture.
He crouched down and picked it up before flipping the picture to his eyes. There was a boy that looked just like him but, with brown hair and a girl with his hair color.
"Who's that?" Theresa leaned over Randy's shoulder and looked at the photo.
"This is a picture of my patents. Apparently, this room uses to be my dad's and they left this after planning to have kids."
'Kids? Then I wonder...no, he'd think it was crazy.' thought Theresa who shook her head.
"Look at them, I don't think I've ever seen them more in love." Randy chuckled.
"I wonder if Mrs. Thompson wanted you to have your dad's room." Theresa spoke.
"Who knows." Randy stood and walked over to the computer desk nearby and put the photo on the keyboard. "Ready to go?"
"Oh yeah." she purred laying on her back.
'This is it Cunningham.' he smiled walking back to the bed. 'You're finally getting laid.'
"But first," Theresa pointed to the night stand. "Take a look in the cabinet."
"Okay." this came as more of a question than a reply. He kneeled down and opened it. Inside were boxes of condoms. "Huh?"
"TJA has a strict safe sex policy." Theresa answered.
"Fair enough." Randy shrugged.
"Take one from the box marked with an 'S.'
Looking at the boxes, he could see they were all marked with letters. "E, D, C, B, A, S?" Randy read from bottom to top. "Okay, later on, you gotta tell me what this is about." Randy pulled out the S-box.
"I will," she spoke with half lidded eyes. "but I think we should focus on you slipping that on and ramming it right inside me."
"Patients my love, good things come to those who wait." He said opening the box and pulling out one of the condoms. He bit into the rapper and managed to pull some of it off before fiddling with it and to free the condom.
"Oh, wait!" Theresa moved off the bed and took the condom. "Here's a little trick I learned here." she kneeled in front of him and grabbed his cock then put the condom in her mouth.
Randy stared as she moved her mouth over the top and felt the rubber slip on his cock before she pulled back and he saw the condom was on.
"Ok, that is some weapons grade hotness right there." he remarked.
She smiled and crawled back onto the bed while on all fours and her ass facing Randy. "No more stalling, pop my cherry."
Randy nodded and walked over to the bed and took a moment to rub her ass cheeks while his dick was rock hard at this point.
"I know this will hurt you, so I promise to be gentle." he said wholeheartedly. He raised the tip to her pink lips and held her hips before slowly pushing in.
She shuddered as the tip entered her. Already she felt her pussy parting as Randy kept going. "So big."
"So tight." Randy groaned as he tried to stay calm the more he went in. He climbed into bed and reached up to massage her breasts softly.
Theresa moaned and relaxed as she felt another inch push inside her. "Fuck."
"Theresa Fowler swearing? For shame."
"Shut it and keep going!" she growled out. Making him laugh.
Randy moved further in but stopped as his tip met with her barrier. "This is it, the point of no return."
"Keep going." she got out while her body got hotter. "It's like a ripping off a band-aid."
"Okay, brace yourself." he took a deep breath and grabbed her hips before pulling back to the tip.
Theresa gritted her teeth and felt Randy push back in, breaking her hymen and making her bite her lip to keep from crying out.
'Don't move,' he said to himself. 'let her adjust, or you'll only hurt her more.'
'Oh god, it hurts.' Theresa thought as tears formed in her eyes. 'No! Get a grip Fowler; you waited for this too long to pussy out now."
They stayed still for a few minutes as Theresa slowly panted to try and adjust to the pain. "Okay, go ahead."
Randy gulped but nodded and carefully pulled back before pushing back.
"Ah!" she exclaimed as the pain returned only weaker than before.
"You alright?" he asked in concern.
"I'll be fine," Theresa breath, "don't worry about it and just keep going."
He obeyed before pulling back and pushing back inside her, noting it's getting tighter. 'I still can't believe this is happening,' he thought to repeat his actions, 'the girl I've had a crush on for the longest time is on all fours letting me bang her from behind.'
"So hot!" Theresa cried out as the pain was gone and she felt her pussy tingle each time he pushed back inside her.
"Theresa," Randy moaned laying his body on her back while keeping his pace. "I…I love you."
That made Theresa feel even hotter as she moaned louder.
"You're the sweetest, kindest girl I've ever known." Randy spoke pouring his heart and soul into his words and putting more speed in his thrusts.
"Ah fuck! If you keep saying all that, I'll lose it!" she moaned out with her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
"It's true, though." he wrapped his arms around her waist. "If I had to choose one girl to spend my life with, you'd win without a second thought."
'It's too much!' she thought feeling pressure building up in her groin.
Randy moved to whisper in her ear. "If I have to give up the opportunity to sleep with other girls to keep you, that's fine by me."
"OH RANDY!" Theresa cried out as her pussy tightened around Randy's dick as her juices splashed out onto it while she trembled from the mind blowing orgasm.
"Are you alright?" he asked her.
Theresa panted from how intense her orgasm hit her while trying to give a solid nod.
Randy looked at her face and could tell she was exhausted. "If you're too tired to go on I can just-"
"Don't...pull...out…" she panted out.
"But-"
"Keep going…." she got out with a serious stare at him.
"If you insist."
Randy kept pulling back and forth inside her while feeling the pressure building up.
Theresa moans with a smile as her lover pushed himself in her deepest areas.
"I'm gonna cum." he grunted.
"Do it!"
Randy buried himself inside her and started cumming. The condom covering his cock ballooned at the amount of jizz that filled it.
He slowly pulled out with the filled condom. "That was… that was…"
"Intense?"
"That… One word… for it… phew."
Randy move to lean back against the headboard and took a moment to catch his breath. "After all that, I'm almost sad we can't live here for good." he looked over to her seeing she was in a sitting position facing the wall. "Theresa?"
"Randy, answer me, and I want you to be honest." she turned and looked Randy dead in the eye. "Were you saying all those things because that's how you feel, or because you got caught up at the moment?"
"Well…" he glanced away. "I guess you could say it was a little of both, I mean I liked you for so long but never had the guts to tell you. Being in a situation like that just... seemed like the best moment to tell you how I feel about you."
"To be honest, I always thought it was because you and Howard always seemed interested in other stuff, so I almost lost hope you didn't think I was at least cute." she admitted.
"Oh man, Howard! He's gonna flip when hears about this place." Randy spoke going for his phone.
"No!" Theresa managed to crawl over and grab Randy's arm just as he reached it. "You can't tell anybody about TJA."
"But why? This place is the cheese." he looked at her confused.
"Yes, but it only stays that way because not everybody knows about it. If they did, everyone would be lining up to get in."
"Well wouldn't that mean more money for the school?" he asked.
"It's not just about the money; it's about public views. Not everyone is okay about a place where teens spend all their time rocking the bed. They may even close it down."
Randy was stuck between trying to call Howard and listening when he saw Theresa give him a pleading look with her eyes. "Alright, for you." he put his phone on the computer desk.
"Thank you." Theresa smiled and let go of his arm before hugging him and nuzzling her head with his.
Randy let out a yawn. "Man, I need a nap, after all, that."
"I gotta say, that was incredible. Totally worth the wait." she smiled while lowering Randy down on the bed while cuddling his side.
"We'll get some sleep then you and me can move on with round two." Randy smiled holding her close.
"Sounds good to me." she smiled hugging his arm before slowly closing her eyes.
"Good night, Teri."