I uploaded this before, but deleted it for some reason lol. This is my first fanfic that I won't delete after a week, and my first attempt at making lemons. There will be a lot of sex here. Each chapter will just be some high-school drama tied together by a blurry plot building up to a climax. I'm also doing limited 3rd person for now. Hope you enjoy!
"Oh, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me! Ahh!" Screamed a blonde-haired 16-year-old named Layla as her pussy got pounded by a solid seven inch meat scepter.
"Layla, I can't hold it in! Ahh!" Yelled another 16-year-old as he climaxed inside of his girlfriend. Good thing he was wearing a condom.
Layla had met Clint a year ago, when he moved to Erudito from the wastelands with his step-dad, Franco. They had been dating and fucking ever since. This was the ninth time Clint snuck into Layla's bedroom to get a piece of her sweet folds and a nice view of her triple-D tits.
"I love you, Clint." Layla moaned.
"You too, baby." Muffled Clint as his mouth enveloped as much of Layla's right melon as it could, squeezing and jiggling it with his lips. "Wanna go again?"
"Are you kidding me? You aren't completely fucking exhausted after climaxing twice?" Layla panted. "My dad is gonna wake up soon if we keep doing this, and when he does, he'll kill you."
"C'mon baby, you know I got a lot more where that came from." Clint said, switching condoms as he spoke. Layla observed this action. Seeing her man's dick move like that made her horny as hell.
"Alright." Layla said. "One more, and you have to be quiet. After this get your clothes and leave, unless you wanna get your balls chopped off."
Clint smirked. After having gotten his large condom on (It took a good, long minute because large condoms are too small, and extra large condoms barely fit him), he entered Layla once more. Layla got on her back, legs spread open wide as Clint stood up and began to thrust Layla as hard and fast as he could. Layla's rack sagged a bit as it went up and down, and Clint's dick made her feel like the luckiest woman alive.
"Oh... ohh..." Layla tried to hold back her moaning as her father was just across the hallway. but the pleasure had won this battle. "Oh, my God! Oh, yes! Ahh!"
Layla and Clint changed to doggystyle on her bed. Layla's tits flopped about as Clint was now pumping Layla with the speed of a horse and the might of a god. The smack of his crotch into hers sent shock waves throughout Layla's ass. However, their fun had died out now.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Screamed a middle-aged man as he saw his daughter, butt-naked, and a man he had never seen before in his life. Layla and Clint stopped fucking and turned to look towards the origin point of the bellow. "Layla, who is this man?"
"Oh, my God! Don't look!" Layla quickly stood up and held her arms around her tits, squishing them against her chest as she did.
"Hi. I'm Clint. Nice to meet you." Clint said cheerfully while getting his underwear on. He attempted to shake the man's hand, but he ended up feeling the barrel of a shotgun instead.
"You got ten seconds go get the hell outta my house! Nine!" Clint didn't even bother getting his shirt on, or safely climbing down to the back yard. He let out an "Ow" as he fell. "Layla, you're grounded for the first half of the school year. If I see him and you again, I'll make it the rest of your goddamn childhood!" Her father yelled as he slammed Layla's door.
"Kill me." She muttered.
Layla's father, a man named Frank, drove her to school. She was wearing a brown dress with a short skirt and a lot of room to reveal her cleavage. Her tits were tightly pushed upward in the dress. She went to the front door of the school and waited.
"Hey, girlfriend." Said Miya, Layla's best friend since 8th grade, upon arriving to the building. She was a petite girl with silver hair and narrow facial features. She was always cheerful and happy-go-lucky in almost any situation. She usually wore tank tops and shorts, and her favorite color was blue. "What's wrong? You look suicidal."
"Because I am." Layla complained. "My dad caught me and Clint last night. I'm grounded until the middle of January, if I get good grades, that is."
"Oh." Miya replied. "So, what's he like? Is his dick big? What positions did you do? C'mon, tell me!" Miya hit Layla on the shoulder to get her attention.
"Not in the mood."
"You suck."
"What kind of person shares details about their sex life with friends that specific? Plus, you have a boyfriend. Why don't you tell me about your sex life?"
"Well, if you really wanna know, Alucard has this giant, thick, nine-inch-"
"Nevermind!"
The bell rang, signaling the first day of school. "Oh, shit. It's already time?" Layla remarked at how quickly time passed. It was Monday, August 19th, 2019, at 8:00 AM. Layla and Miya went to Erudito High School #109, called that because there were 109 public high schools in Erudito, and #109 was the least populated. Their first class was Math, followed by English, Science, Government, and Lunch. Layla, in the last two periods of the day, had Gym and Psychology. She entered her math class and saw Mrs. Aurora, a pale woman dressed in blue.
"Welcome to Algebra 2. I'm Mrs. Kadita." She said, her voice smooth like water. "When I call your name, I would like you to introduce yourself, understood? Zilong Yun Zhao.
"Hello." A tall, Asian boy with a giant pony tail stood up. He was lean and wore jeans and a beige shirt. He had been there since 9th grade.
"Lesley." A tall woman with a long, red braid stood up. She was wearing a blue jacket and jeans. She could tell every kid there was wondering how the actual fuck her jeans fit, since her butt was so big. She also was wearing an eyepatch across her left eye. She didn't speak, but quickly sat back down. She also kept pointing hand guns at people. She was a new student.
"Gusion." A boy stood up with well-trimmed hair and a pair of scissors he held in his hand and swung constantly. He seemed to be staring at Lesley.
"Layla." Layla stood up and said hello. "Miya." Miya stood up and sent out a shrieky "Hiee!"
"Alutard. Wait is that actually your name?" Mrs. Kadita asked as she read Alucard's name wrong. A bulky teen with silver hair stomped out of his seat and turned to the desk right behind him.
"Alutard, huh? Guess I'll start calling you Trashlong from now on!" He yelled at a snickering Zilong. "You think this is funny, you little shit?!"
"Calm down, Alucard!" Mrs. Kadita intervened. "Zilong, that was really childish of you. I'm writing you up, just so you know."
"Worth it." Zilong muttered. Alucard sat back down next to Miya, silently plotting all the ways he could kill the kid behind him.
"Eudora." No one stood up. "Eudora, please make yourself known. I know you're here." A few kids turned to look at a girl with her head down at her desk. She had silver hair and really pale skin. She was wearing a blue-green dress. However, most people there were more drawn to her massive tits. They had to be double the size of Eudora's head apiece. And she was resting her head and arms on them. That must hurt. Layla thought. She knew Eudora for a while. She was always sad and miserable for some reason, though she felt at somewhat at ease when around Layla and her friends. Her large rack and wide hips didn't necessarily help with her misery, either.
"Karina and Selena." Two girls stood up next to one another. They looked nearly identical, which is because they were identical twins, their only biological differences being Selena's slightly larger weight and darker skin caused by her magic. They had been around since 10th grade. They seemed to be looking around the room at other people a lot, for some reason.
"Hayabusa." A kid stood up with a pointed face, muscular arms, and wearing dark red clothing. He gave a respectful bow. Layla had never seen him before, but he was holding hands with Kagura, who was called next. Kagura was short and petite with silver hair and always holding an umbrella. Maybe Hayabusa was the boyfriend she claimed to have. Kagura also bowed and sat back down.
"Hanabi." A girl stood up next to Hayabusa. She was rather muscular for a female. She also gave a bow and sat back down.
"Clint." Clint stood up and said hi.
"Kimmy." A boy with glasses and a jetpack stood up, wearing a lab coat. Or at least, one would think Kimmy was a boy until they took a more detail-oriented look at her. She was a short and small character with short hair and a round face. She wasn't trans, but she was constantly mistaken for a male.
Mrs. Kadita called more names until she landed on her last name, which made everyone either groan or really want to. "And last but not least, uhh... *sigh* Claude."
A tall person stood up. His clothes were ripped and his hair was a mess. He had always attended the school, and he had mixed popularity. He is a thief. Anything he wants, he gets. He does all kinds of illegal things both in school and out of school. He's popular among the wrongdoers of the school, but the majority of people there, like Layla herself, cannot stand his presence.
"Wassup." He said. His backpack shook a little bit, and he kicked it to get it to stop. Very few knew what was in there, and they certainly weren't telling anytime soon.
This is gonna be a long-ass year. Layla thought to herself.
And that is it for the first chapter! I'll try to add some more characters as I go along. Expect this story to get darker and weirder in the foreseeable future.
