My name is Poindexter Snodgrass, Dexter for short and I am what most people would call a nerd. I am unfortunately a stereotype in a sea of stereotypes as I sit in the cafeteria this morning people watching. There's the weird girl in the corner bundled up in a series of clothing that no doubt comprises the entirety of her strange little wardrobe, her pasty face and excessive eye makeup identifying her as some type of EMO or GOTH. To my right are the mid-level nondescript guys who make up the majority of my high school peers and inadvertently help decide the pecking order in the cut throat world of middle American high school here in the good ole USA.
As you might guess, I occupy the lower echelon while my extreme opposite would be what most of you would call the "Beautiful People" ...you know the jocks, the cheerleaders and the rest of their ilk in ever increasing volumes that I frankly find rather disturbing. Although given my aversion to the knuckle dragging set, there is one of their kind I would love to get close to...Kelsey Taylor! I've had a crush on this slender and stacked blonde since the eighth grade and it has only got worse with time as she has truly blossomed into one of the hottest women on the planet at only eighteen years of age.
"Think fast snot boy!" My inner monologue was interrupted by the impact of a milk carton smashing rather painfully into my bird chest and before I could even register the culprit, I was struck by several other assorted beverages from a nearby table holding most of the football team and the aforementioned Ms. Kelsey Taylor. I was drenched in fluids as most of the student body in the cafeteria began laughing hysterically at my predicament. But for my utter humiliation, my gaze found only one person of interest and that was my blonde crush looking like a young Goldie Hawn with the breasts of Christie Canyon and a tight round ass that my eyes were perpetually drawn to whenever she walked past me. It had gotten so bad that I had begun drawing doodles of her on my notebooks.
"Caught you looking...Ass clown!" Before I could move Kelsey had flung an entire slushy at me hitting me dead in the face and knocking me clean over. Not to be outdone her BFF Tiffany St. Claire (Equally Hot-Redhead) emptied her smoothie on me as she stepped over my prone drenched body giving me an excellent view of her panty covered crotch. I looked up finding Kelsey's boyfriend Tad Remington staring down into my face stoically.
"Bro, she's hot as fuck and we all know that; but you gotta quit the non-stop perving on my girl." And with that helpful bit of advice he stepped on my chest as he exited the cafeteria with his cohorts and left me trying to figure out the best way to get out of the cafeteria without looking anyone directly in the eye. Well I have to admit that I took that little bit of advice to heart as I made no less than three attempts to stand before being successful and pushing way through the laughing crowd and scores of debris being tossed my way.
My humiliation had been standard M.O. for Kelsey Taylor who had a habit of chiding her muscle head boyfriend into beating up an almost endless number of my peers around campus under the pretense that in one way or another they'd somehow besmirched her honor. Well that was all bullshit and even though she was the hottest girl I'd ever seen I decided to cut science class because she would be there with Tad.
What was I thinking when it came to Kelsey? She had never acknowledged my presence when we were in middle school and there had been that one brief week during our freshman year where she'd struck up a minor acquaintance with me because she was nervous during the first days of high school. We'd nervously exchanged pleasantries and numbers right before she joined the cheerleading squad. After she'd found her niche, I was history but never was fully able to say goodbye until now. I looked like someone had tie dyed my entire torso as I did the best to clean myself up all things considered and settled in one of the rest room stalls scrolling through a few web sites on my phone. I was disturbed minutes into my web surfing by the loud knock of the school's security guard on the stall door with his mag-light.
"I should have known you were the culprit behind my capture." My good friend and colleague Agnes Newton was waiting on the other side of the double doors that led to the boy's bathroom with my backpack.
"Guilty as charged Dexter; you know I'm not going to let you cut class especially when so much is at stake." She was referring to the upcoming science fair and the students were being paired up today for projects that would account for half of our overall grade. Agnes and I had been partners in crime for as long as I'd known Kelsey with her being my next door neighbor. She was a short brunette with a decidedly chunky build which she kept hidden under layers of clothing which obscured any hint of her actual figure. Our parents always thought that we'd end up as a couple and tried on several occasions to push us together but I just didn't see Agnes in that light.
Her face was cute enough hidden behind an overly large pair of dorky librarian glasses and framed by her mane of curly brown hair but except for a minor incident when we were sophomores we seemed destined to be just friends. We'd been studying together at her house and ended up spooning when I'd made the mistake of trying to cop a feel on her tits. I'd found my hands snagged before I could get them under her three sweaters and was soundly ejected from her home. We didn't speak for weeks afterward until she awkwardly approached me in the cafeteria asking if she could see some notes for class. We made up and decided to be "only friends" after that and Agnes had been my BFF since then.
"Stop it Dexter; you know I can hear you thinking about her." Of course she was referring to Kelsey and I cracked a wry smile at her furrowed brow and slight scowl.
"Jealous much Agnes?"
"Get real Dexter; she despises you or perhaps you're a closet submissive." She poked her finger in my thin chest drawing attention to my stained rainbow hued shirt. We both laughed and headed off to the science lab. I shuddered inwardly knowing Kelsey and her entourage would be there. I sat behind her and cherished the fact that whenever she stood up I was always treated to a view of her tight curvy ass usually covered (barely) in homemade daisy dukes. The bottoms of her cheeks always seemed to be exposed and this had given me many masturbatory fantasies when I was alone at home.
I'd fucked up and been caught trying to take a quick up skirt pic when she'd caught me and proceeded to throttle me until a concerned student had intervened looking at me in disgust when my indiscretion had been revealed.
That was yesterday.
Today I'd come to school and everything seemed fine until I went to lunch where I'd been soundly humiliated and outed in public as a pervert. I probably would have cut class for the rest of the day if it hadn't been for Agnes.
"You're probably still working on that stupid pheromone experiment huh?"
"You just wish you'd thought of it first." I was one of the school's academic celebrities along with Agnes and a few others and we'd been afforded our own section of the lab where we were allowed to pursue scientific interests. Our little enclave had yielded science awards from all parts of the country and the principal was more than happy to foster our efforts. I'd been working on isolating what I felt was the chemical essence, that illusive intangible that fuels attraction between the sexes. Androstenone-X was sitting in a few small beakers at my station and I intended to conduct a few tests after class with some mice.
"I have better things to do with my time and so do you; if you can get your nose out of Kelsey Taylor's ass."
"I wish." That remark earned me a wicked smirk from Agnes and for a moment it felt like legitimate jealousy. She was unavailable in a current webcam relationship with some guy in France and talked of meeting him right after graduation. I always joked that she was going to end up like those "Hostel" torture porn movies.
"Today I'm going to have to apologize to some of my students for disappointing them and probably ruining quite a few plans." Mr. Finkle was my favorite teacher and we had a lot in common, so much so that some of the students teased me asking if he was my dad. People always laughed at his checked slacks and ill-colored shirts along with his perpetual preference for wearing lab coats. But we had a friendly association and he was my mentor of sorts.
"I'm going to be pairing students together using a random yet simplistic method so that means that some of you won't be paired up with your friends." This earned Mr. Finkle some groans and loud student chatter of protest from the class. He followed this up by having everybody in the class gather their belongings and line the walls of the classroom.
"It's set in stone and that's the gist of it class! Now I want you to come up here one by one and pick a name out of this hat." Funny as we lined the walls I noticed that most of the students had lined up according to their peer groups and I remembered the utter humiliation I'd endured as I watched Kelsey standing there hand in hand with Tad Remington so visibly put out and entitled looking at something inside me just bristled. Agnes had gathered her things standing next to me and I felt her finger rub against my hand as one of the students read the first name out loud.
"Tad Remington!" Joey one of my peers on the undercard of high school society had the misfortune of calling his bully as his lab partner for the rest of the year and was forced to take a seat at the two person desk at the front of the classroom next to the visibly annoyed jock. There was doubt in the room that Joey was gonna be doing all of the work and earning his "lab partner" a diploma.
"Agnes Newton." She looked just as shocked as Tad when her name was called by some guy I had gym class with. She shot me a worried look as she slowly gathered her things and took her seat next to Mr. No-Name who had a smirk on his face. For the next twenty minutes we were paired off randomly and I found myself wondering if me name was even inside Mr. Finkle's ratty looking hat. I noticed some of the worried looks on the faces of the other students reminded that word had got around about my unfortunate attempt at perving. Right now being seen with me could seriously bring down someone's social stock. It was weird and karmic in a strange once a while in the universe type deal but it came down to four students me, Tiffany St. Claire, some downer guy named Wes and of all people ...Kelsey Taylor!
You could hear a pin drop in the science lab as Tiffany slowly walked to the front of the room after bumping fists with her BFF. Neither of the girls wanted anything to do with me or the other guy. The best they could hope for was Tiffany pulling Kelsey's name from Mr. Finkle's hat. The tall stacked redhead looked into the dark recess of the hat for longer than she should prompting a response from the teacher.
"We don't have all day Ms. St. Claire; pick a name and grab a seat." Everyone in the class seemed to lean forward their gaze following her thin hand into the hat and emerging with the folded piece of paper.
"I'm so sorry Kelsey." Her apologetic tone told everybody in the room that I was her lab partner.
"FUCK NO, I'M NOT SITTING NEXT TO THIS FUCKING GEEK FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!" The rest of the class burst into uproarious laughter at her outburst as she completely freaked out.
"You will Taylor or you will repeat your senior year." His tone was nearly robotic and direct with promise of threat. Once again there was a palpable, pregnant silence in the air as Kelsey made her way over to the last available seat shooting a glare at her friend along the way. She didn't sit just standing there looking at her proposed seat like a death sentence. I was just as embarrassed and busied myself with my project which was kept in a beaker at my personal station. I could see my reflection in the beaker of liquid extract. It had a slight golden hue to it that caught the eye when you looked at it just right.
"Sit down Kelsey!" she looked over at her boyfriend for support but Tad shrugged his shoulders finding the scene somewhat amusing.
"This is your entire fucking fault!" I nervously looked over my shoulder finding her bright green eyes glaring at me. If looks could kill ...well, you know the rest.
"Look Kelsey, I'm really sorry..." I tried to apologize but the beautiful blonde was having none of it as she closed the distance between us with purpose.
"Save the sorry for yourself...ASSHOLE!" Kelsey snatched the beaker of Androstenone-X from my hand and doused me full in the face and chest with it. My face was covered with the oily substance which had a metallic taste and smell to it. It felt like all of the pores on my face opened up at exactly the same time as I doubled over grabbing my face.
"DEXTER!" Agnes and a few other students ran to my aid as Kelsey looked shocked at her own actions. Mr. Finkle helped me over to a wash station and cleaned my eyes. There was this kind of humidity that wafted through my body as I protested telling everyone that I was okay and shrugged off the weird feeling that was coming over me. Mr. Finkle escorted Kelsey to the principal's office and I'm told she was summarily expelled from the school. I ended up with no partner at all and in a strange way karma had come full circle. Agnes went with me to the hospital and waited even after my Uncle Joe had arrived.
"That cunt should be sitting in a jail cell for assaulting you Dexter." Agnes seemed overly agitated even though I tried my best to assure her that I was okay.
"Relax it's no big deal Agnes; just chill out okay?" The room seemed excessively humid and there was some sweat running down my brow. The doctor had decided to keep me overnight for observation.
"But she ruined your project Dexter and we don't know what effect the Androstenone-X could have on you! " That kind of got my attention but I didn't want her to know just how anxious she'd I was.
"Look I'm really tired, why don't you just go home and I'll call you tomorrow." She still looked worried but nodded in agreement. She gave me a light kiss on the lips which kind of surprised me before silently leaving. I noticed that she lingered at the door a little longer than I had anticipated before leaving. Other than a mild fever I hadn't felt any different after being doused and I soon drifted off to sleep finding myself dreaming of Kelsey Taylor and those fabulous daisy dukes of hers. The sight of that apple-bottom even in my dreams had me aroused and her denim shorts were so tight that they eventually burst causing me to burst as well. In my dream a veritable geyser of ejaculate erupted from the head of my cock completely drenching her ass with my biological glaze.
"Can you go again stud?" Dream-Kelsey taunted as she pulled the spaghetti straps of her striped top aside drawing out her tits and causing another explosion of cum to drench her chest and neck.
"Go Again baby!" I responded with a thick jet of cum right to her lovely face and turned her into a creamy glazed masterpiece. We'd repeat this cycle several more times before I noticed it beginning to turn sinister.
"GO-AGAIN DEXTER!" Her voice sounded demonic and she reached out with a talon like claw grabbed a hold of my cock and ripping it free of my body.
"AAAAAARRRGGGHHH!" I was jolted screaming out of my sleep and the night nurse came running to see what all of the commotion was about.
"Hey hey hey, you're gonna wake up all the patients on the floor." Her name tag said her name was Rosalie and she seemed sympathetic to my plight. She was this tan colored black lady with light brown curly hair drawn back into a ponytail.
"Jus-Just a nightmare ma'am; I sorry about screaming and all that."
"It's okay darling, just try to get some sleep." I had this weird wet feeling under my bedding and my crotch was wet and sticky. I'd had plenty of wet dreams before but nothing like this. There was a visible wet stain on the top of my covers and Rosalie immediately noticed.
"Wet the bed huh?"
"Uh no, it was an accident ma'am. I uh-well yeah I HAD AN ACCIDENT ALL RIGHT!" I was about to cop to having a wet dream and panicked when Rosalie suddenly yanked the covers down exposing my crotch area.
"Good Gaaawd boy!" My entire crotch was a mess with a huge stain on my hospital gown. My right hand was still placed flat against my cock which was rock hard and pulsing. I lifted my palm up slightly and noticed a web of cum extending from my palm to my crotch before slapping it back down again with a loud audible wet sound. Once again I found myself utterly humiliated especially at the wide eyed expression on Rosalie's face.
"Relax kid; these things happen when you're young. Don't worry about a thing and we can keep this between us okay?" She gave me a reassuring look and I relaxed and tried to pull the covers up but she stopped me.
"You can't go back to sleep like that; let me get you cleaned up kid." She pulled the blankets off the bed and tossed them onto a nearby chair before retrieving some alternate bedding from an in-room cabinet. I couldn't help but notice her huge sloping tits even though she was a little on the chunky side. My cock noticed too and I felt uncomfortable watching her make the bed especially when she held the bed sheet up marveling at the huge stain left by my cum. It had to be the circumference of a basketball at least. I was puzzled by this as one of my avid pastimes involved excessive masturbation. My collection of internet porn was truly epic but lately I'd been getting off on Kelsey's ass like it was going out of style.
"Just about finished kid." She motioned for me to lie down on the bed while she had my top blanket under her arm.
"What about my hospital gown?"
"Well we've got to get you cleaned up before you can get some new clothing." Her meaning was clear and I was speechless as I watched her fill a small plastic bowl with some water in the bathroom sink. Things were getting a little weird but she kept me calm with her rather earthy smile.
"Come on kid lay on the bed so that I can get you cleaned up." I sheepishly laid on the bed as Rosalie sat the bowl on my adjoining bedside table and pulled up a seat. I noticed that she had a pretty youthful looking tan roundish kind of face but her voice betrayed her age with its inherently husky tone. I suppose it was the motherly tone that got to me as her chubby fingers gingerly rolled the bottom of my gown up revealing just how excessive I'd cum. I was caked up with copious webs of semen from the middle of my thighs to my abs.
"Damn, that's a lot of cum...how many times you jerk off tonight?"
"None, I-uh mean that I had like sort of a wet dream ma'am." She didn't look like she believed me as she dipped a sponge into the warm water in the bowl and started cleaning me rather thoroughly.
"You don't have to lie kid, nobody cums this much from a wet dream."
"I'm not lying ma'am; I woke up like this when you came in just now." I was irritated and still felt a little strange from earlier. Rosalie was washing down my stomach and had reached my groin. She strangely seemed to be kneading it with the sponge and I noticed her fingers grazing my balls ever so lightly. She seemed to think I didn't notice but the slightest touch sent jolts through my body causing me to shiver ever so slightly.
"Are you cold?" She asked without looking directly at my face. Three of her fingers were brushing against my glans and I could feel my stomach tighten up in response.
"No its uh, your fingers Rosalie; they're rubbing my thing." I squirmed a little bit as fingers from her other hand kneaded one of my balls. She seemed to be laser focused on my cock and I noticed the wet sponge on the hospital room floor. My mind was racing as it became apparent that I was going to be molested by the night nurse. I wondered how many other guys had met the same fate here at general hospital.
"You've got some really huge balls kid; I guess you might have nutted like a fire hose after all."
"Nutted?!"...What kind of word was that and I noticed her voice was hoarse and raspy. Her big tits were heaving inside her shirt and Rosalie was breathing heavily.
"Excuse me ma'am; are you okay?" Her chubby palm completely covered the head of my erect cock while her thumb rubbed the sensitive head even more.
"I wanna see it." Precum was leaking from my cock in amounts that would have appeared to be ejaculate to the untrained eye. It ran freely from the engorged purplish head of my dick down over her big ham fist coating it evenly. I was amazed at the way the light caught the sticky glaze on her fingers.
"What?"
"I wanna see you fucking cum all over the place. Can I kid; can I make you cum?" She finally looked into my face and I noticed that her chubby kid's face was covered in sweat and her nostrils were flaring. She had one hand around the base of my cock and the other cupping my balls. I involuntarily humped against her hand when I felt her roll my testicles in her hand.
"Oh fuck, uh okay Rosalie." She didn't ease into it at all violently jerking my cock like a madwoman. I felt lucky that my thick shaft was already lubricated as she gave me long hard strokes. The wet sound of her fingers on my member were filling the room and making me even harder. There was a visible lattice of veins covering my shaft and my toes curled up every time she ran her fingers over them.
"Come on kid; bust a big ass nut for me. I want you to fucking cum all over my hand. Show me what you're working with boyfriend." Her voice had fully gone from authoritative to street in the moments she was working my manhood." I noticed she was fondling one of her huge tits and rolling the nipple through the light cotton fabric of her flower print scrubs.
"C-Can I uh, can I see one of your tits-uh I mean breasts?" She looked at me with a wide smile and pulled her top up revealing one of her huge tan colored boobs encased in a simple white bra. There was a little lace on top near her cleavage. She had some noticeable freckles on her boob and her nipple was really hard pressing against the satiny material of her underwear.
"That's a REALLY NICE BREAST ma'am." I was humping up into her hand essentially fucking her fist in measured strokes. She roughly, impatiently tugged at the top of the bra cup that was facing me loudly ripping it to get show me her bounty. I didn't know what to make of her actions as her large areolas came in view. Her nipple was a revelation short and stubby almost looking like a pebble or raspberry. I could make out little bumps all over the surface of her cookie sized areolas and weakly reached for her boob. She noticed what I was trying to do and stood up quickly reluctantly releasing my cock which remained standing up pointing at the dull light in the room.
"You want some fucking titties; I got more than enough baby." Her energy was kind of frenetic as she yanked the scrub top over her head tossing it to the floor. Rosalie's tits were bigger than I thought and hung pendulously low near her navel which I noticed had a piercing. She was all smiles quickly taking me back into her hand and working me good. I was surprised I hadn't cum yet. Usually it took me a good five minutes from start to finish but tonight I had endurance like no other even though every few seconds I felt like I was going to explode. Every nerve in my cock was on fire and a light sheen of sweat soon coated my entire body matting the stained gown to my chest.
"I want you to give me that fucking cum! You wanna give me some fucking cum don't you baby; I-need to see you cum all over me, all over this fucking bed...everywhere kid!" She was going to town on me with both hands now and stood up moving close enough for me to palm the underside of the closest breast to me. She shuddered and dipped at the knees when I rolled her nipple and doubled her rough jerking speed while a pinched the big rubbery nipple distending it probably painfully but she didn't notice.
"AAAAHHH-AAHMMM-trying sooooo HARD to CUM Rosalie." She had both of her fists vertically adjacent creating an impromptu fleshy tunnel for me to fuck and I covered her hands with my own doing my best to finally cum as beads of sweat ran down my face. I'd had my eyes closed and opened to see her staring at me with an almost pleading expression in her eyes before she did something that shocked me even further.
"I'm so sorry, I tried not to do this kid; but I need your cum." She slammed her face down into my crotch burying me to the hilt in her throat and began sucking and slurping for all she was worth making me moan and recklessly hump her face. I couldn't fathom why she'd been so apologetic until I felt a distinctly foreign object roughly plow into my ass and press down on my prostrate.
"AAAAAWWWWW FUUUCK!" My balls had about enough as I started cumming hard right down her throat in a legendary display while Rosalie swallowed continuously pumping me until she could take no more. I don't know what was wrong with me but I continued to cum until some my semen flooded her hungry mouth spurting from the nearly airtight seal of her juicy lips. The sensation was so great that I sat up on the bed while she worked feverishly to drain me spraying her face and huge tits until she was a nasty glazed mess. Rosalie was kneeling at the bedside with her arms raised still working my cock while jizz rained down into her curly brown short hair. I reached down cupping her humongous tits and wrapped them around my cock with her help. She covered my hands with her own and I fucked her tits for a good five minutes before my orgasm slowly began to reside.
"I can't-I can't believe this happened. Thank you so much Rosalie." I fell back on the hospital bed with my legs dangling over the edge and she leaned forward and actually licked up the cum from my belly and thighs. She even licked my balls clean before sucking everything off of her fingers. I was wasted but noticed that my cock felt kind of heavy.
Rosalie was licking the left over cum off of her giant tits as I sat up on my elbows looking at her.
"Wow that was just great; I never thought I'd have my first sexual experience in a hospital of all places." I was seriously feeling the afterglow of my experience.
"Shit."
"Huh?" She was touching her face and blinking profusely and one of her hands went up to her naked chest like she'd experienced pain in her chest. Rosalie looked over at me and slowly knelt snatching up her top and covering herself.
"Look I really didn't mean for that to happen. I-uh I don't know what came over me kid. I'M REALLY SORRY!" She was breathing heavily visibly panicked at the realization that she'd manhandled me and milked me dry. I wasn't complaining and wanted to tell her ass much but she half ran from the room leaving me standing there with my cock at half-mast.
"I came all over you." I was alone with nobody to appreciate my little pun and I dropped off into a very deep sleep after reviewing the whole evening in my head. I figured she probably was acting to get out of any police-related activity from her actions. There really was no telling how many people she'd probably molested during her rounds but I wasn't telling.
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I was allowed to check out early in the morning and my uncle drove me home asking how my night was. I decided to keep my episode with Rosalie to myself because I didn't want her to get into trouble and it really did make a crappy day that much better. I still had this kind of strange feeling running through my body and I remembered Agnes' concern about the effects from the Androstenone-X. I had awoken in the hospital during the morning to find my sheets similarly stained and barely cleaned up before my Uncle arrived. I'd stoked one quick one out unfortunately imagining Kelsey's ass again and noticed the steady if diminished flow of cum from my cock.
"I need a sample, got to run some tests." I mumbled looking out of the window at the sparse sights of our small town.
"What's that Dexter?" My Uncle Joe had taken me in after I'd lost both of my parents in a plane crash and although he was more of the blue collar variety, he supported me whole heartedly in almost everything I did.
"You think we could run by the school, I want to pick up a sample of my experiment...you know the Androstenone-X?"
"No can do buddy, you're on bed rest at least for another day. That's doctor's orders. Besides I thought we'd catch a game on the tube and fry up some steaks."
"Alright Uncle Joe, anything you say." I sounded crestfallen and in moments we were pulling up into the rear parking lot near the science lab. The park was across the street and the football teams were going through drills. I assured my uncle that I wouldn't be long and headed off towards the science lab to retrieve a sample of Androstenone-X. As luck would have it I bumped into the entire cheerleading squad and of course...Kelsey Taylor.
The former apple of my eye was dressed as was the norm for her in a striped tank-top and some form fitting volleyball shorts. My cock jumped in my pants against my will and I tried to push past the girls into the school.
"Hey I wanna talk to you asshole! You got me fucking kicked off cheerleading!" Some of the girls grabbed her arm and she struggled against them until her best friend Tiffany intervened.
"You better leave that geek alone or you're going to be expelled permanently. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT OKAY?!" I don't know how the rest of their conversation went because I bolted to the classroom and slipped inside the darkened area. I kept at least two more vials of my experiment in a lab fridge snagging one as I heard the door slam behind me.
"I'm not finished with you Poindexter; you've fucked up my senior year!" She was standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips and I was slightly offended that she seemed to think she posed a physical threat to me.
"Excuse me Kelsey but "YOU" fucked up your own senior year. I didn't make you toss a chemical into my face." Even though I despised her at this point, my cock was straining hard against my pants. She looked so delectable standing there trying to threaten me.
"You might as well have; all I ever see when I walk around this school is your pathetic fucking face. All you do is stare at me like some sad little puppy who wants to be petted. Do you want to be petted Poindexter?" She took a few steps towards me intending to literally pet me on the head when she looked down noticing my tumescence.
"WHAT-THE-FUCK I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT; YOU'RE HARD RIGHT NOW!" It was true and my cock was sticking painfully out in front of my body in a perfect horizontal line. Her eyes widened so much at the sight of my erect cock that I could see the detail in her sky-blue corneas. She folded her arms around her thin torso unintentionally causing her own considerable breasts to be forced against her chest and pushed up nearly out of her top. She noticed I was looking at her chest and immediately dropped her hands with a loud gasp.
"Look Poindexter, I probably shouldn't have tossed that chemical shit on you but you need to get it through your retarded head that we are -NEVER GOING TO HOOK UP!" She was so close that I could feel her breath in my face.
...she grabbed me by the shoulder and shoved her tongue roughly into my mouth as her nails dug into my right ass cheek. I didn't have time to react as she quickly grabbed my cock closing her fingers tightly around it as she began visibly trembling.
"Get this fucking little pinkie dick out asshole!" She was violently ripping at my pants and I tried to help her but she slapped my hands away as she finally got my cock out in the darkened room. I didn't know what to make of it but Kelsey Taylor had dropped to her knees and began sucking my dick as hard as she could. She wrapped both of her hands around my shaft in this twisting motion as she licked the fat head of my penis soaking up the precum like it was maple syrup or something.
"OOOOHH FUCK KELSEY!" her nails were digging into my ass as she completely throated me despite gagging and drooling copious amounts of spit onto the tiled floor of the lab. She leaned back on her calves with one hand twirling around my shaft as she freed her breasts. A minor spurt of cum shot out of my cock hitting her cheek when her luscious breasts were freed and they were much better than I'd imagined with prominent tan lines that told me that Kelsey spent a lot of time at the local tanning salon. Her free hand dropped between her thighs which she closed tightly and I could tell she was playing with herself. I tried to cup the back of her head and she warded me off with her arm and shoved me back into a desk.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME LOSER!" Her actions betrayed her words as she turned around on her knees and slid her volleyball shorts down. My mouth was agape at the sight of the untouchable Kelsey Taylor masturbating with three fingers in her trimmed snatch. She had her chest resting on the floor and her bubble butt tan lines and all raised high in the air. She was working herself into a shivering frenzy before turning to me with a desperate look on her face.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR GEEK?!" I didn't have to be told twice and wasted no time shoving the entire length of my cock deep into her snatch until I hit her cervix.
"AAAAAAAWWWWWW FFUUUCK!" Her tight snatch immediately seized up around my girth and Kelsey jerked back against me sounding like she was in agony as she came hard on my cock. Her inner walls were continually contracting around me in a painful rhythm.
"C-Come on-FUUUCK ME!" I started pumping into her noticing jets of her cum squirting out on nearly every stroke and a kind of fleshy sleeve that emerged whenever I pulled my cock back. I could see the goose bumps on her back and she did her best to work with me while gasping and moaning.
"Hu-Huh Harder."
"What?" I had my fingers locked around her thin waist and pushed into her making her squeal.
"Fuck me harder-push it in HARD PLEEEASE!"I dug my fingers into her blonde mane and grabbed one of her perfect buoyant tits and started giving it to her with all I had and she instantly started cumming again and making these weird yelping sounds that quickly turning into another screaming orgasm. She collapsed on the floor taking me with her still buried balls deep in her cunt. I didn't know if I should move or not as I looked at the back of her head. Her breathing was loud and labored permeating the darkened classroom.
"D-Did you cum?" Her voice was nearly inaudible barely above a whisper.
"No, sorry." Kelsey weakly squirmed trying to get up and I slowly pulled my cock out of her honey pot.
"NOOOOO, YOU AIN'T!" She pushed me back and quickly took me into her mouth again sucking for all she was worth. I began shoving my cock in time with her creating an enticing suction as I used her mouth like a surrogate vagina. Kelsey truly had no gag reflex. This time she didn't swipe my hand away when I cupped the back of her head and pumped her mouth. She was rubbing her cunt with a vigorous motion and humming on my cock. Her perfect breasts were glazed over with saliva and precum.
"You really want my fucking tits don't you ass clown?!" She pressed my cock deep into her cleavage interlocking her fingers and began bouncing her boobs along my turgid meat. We were both drenched in sweat and I could feel my inner thighs tightening up.
"Uh, uh fuck me...I'm gonna go!"
"You gonna cum faggot?!" She had arched her back allowing more of my length to run the full length of her soft pillowy Double D's. Her cleavage was completely drenched in precum and sweat glistening in what little light was left in the classroom.
"YEEEAAAAAH BITCH!" A huge blast of cum suddenly erupted from my cock hitting her dead in the face as she screamed in surprise. At least five more strong bursts followed completely drenching Kelsey who continued twirling her hands around my cock; pointing it at her luscious tits. She finally buried capped the geyser with her mouth sucking as hard as she could until I was drained. My whole body had this weird feeling like every nerve was on fire and I felt dazed as the room seemed to spin a little bit. A striking note of familiarity took over as I wearily watched her lick up all of my semen going so far as to stick four fingers into her mouth after scooping most of my residue off her breasts and eating it.
"That was fucking awesome Kelsey." I extended my hand to help her up but she slapped it away and jumped up looking nervous and panicked.
"Wuh-What the Fuh-FUUUCK?!" She was standing in this weird hunched manner as she stuffed her tits haphazardly back into her top. She had this crazed, disoriented look on her face as she quickly pulled her spandex shorts up over that famous bubble butt I'd been plowing moments earlier.
"He-HEEEY MAN; JUST STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" There were tears in her eyes tinted by her running mascara and her mouth was hanging open in disbelief as she backed cautiously out of the classroom.
"IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS, I HAVE TAD KILL YOUR SCRAWNY ASS!" With that final threat she was gone. I stood there for a few moments with this silly grin on my face as I realized how humiliated she must have felt. I couldn't fathom why we'd ended up fucking chalking it up to some unrealized sexual tension but that just didn't seem right to me. I knew for a fact that Kelsey Taylor was truly disgusted by me and would rather die than be seen with me and then it dawned on me as I leaned against a desk staring across the room at the single vial of Androstenone-X on the counter top. The slight golden hue of the liquid inside caught the eye just right.
*****
Later that night in my attic room, I examined a drop of the extract under the microscope. I had a group of white and grey, mice in a large cage. I picked up my favorite who I'd named Lester and dropped a tiny bit of the Androstenone-X just behind his ear and placed him in a smaller enclosure within the larger cage. I sat there watching and finally dozed off.
Dreams of Kelsey and her amazing ass jolted me awake with another rock hard boner. My cock was just throbbing and I began masturbating feeling a familiar jolt of pleasure run up my spine. I glanced over at the cage and noticed that all of the mice were clamoring over the smaller cage containing Lester. I ran over to the cage and pulled one of the mice out that was trying to get at Lester.
It was a female.
"Holy Shit."