The School of Lust

“Hello class, my name is Ms… Oh what the heck, just call me Melinda.” The teacher walked into the room and introduced herself to the class. Not paying attention, I just continued to doodle in my notebook. The school provided you with everything from gourmet food, to supplies for anything! You ask for it, you get it. They didn’t give a crap about what it is, whether it was alcohol or condoms.

Finally looking up, I got the shock of my life. The “teacher” looked like a 20 year old bartender at a nightclub! I spun around in my seat, to see if any other students were reacting the same way, and got confused when everyone was barely even paying attention anymore. One girl was painting her nails, while another was texting. Some guys were talking in the back, and several students were sleeping. What the.. “Now, for a refreshment or introduction to our lovely school, T-SOL.. Just do whatever you want, as long as you pay attention to lessons!” Everyone in the class sat up and started to pay attention. Uh…

“If you are new to this school, please stand up.” I stood.. And was the only one standing. “Ah yes, the single new student in our school.” Single? You mean I’m the ONLY student to have joined this year?! Everyone was staring at me. Blushing pink, I stared back. “Please introduce yourself.” I started, “My name is Laura Diamond. I’m 16 years old and I-” “Virgin or non-virgin? Name, age, and virgin or not is all that is required for a self introduction at T-SOL.” The teacher interrupted.

“N-Non-Virgin..” I hung my head. “Good, or else probably every guy in this room would be going after you tonight.” What? I must have looked surprised. “Guys and girls are totally allowed to be in each other’s dorms at any time, or even share. How else do you think people fuck?” I really liked this school. “Anyway, here at The School of Lust-” “The What?” I couldn’t help but interrupt. “The. School. of. LUST.” She sounded each word out like I was a child. Whoa, I fucking like this school a hell of a lot.. And the name tells me this isn’t just any school.

I scanned the room, and then went back to listening to Melinda for about half a second before sharply turning my head back to the back of the room where I’d just been looking. Oh my god. I knew that this school had hot guys (every guy I’d passed has so far gotten at LEAST a 20 out of 10 in my hot ratings.) but this guy was.. Oh god. There’s no words to describe him, but I can DULLY say, that he was the sexiest, hottest, manliest, delicious, most craving beast I’d ever seen. I think I immediately developed a vicious want for him, then and there.

Melinda’s next crazy words grabbed my attention. “When fucking, guys, remember to use the school’s spray on your dicks. As long as you spray them first, there is 100% protection for exactly 72 hours.” Craaaazy! That was so cool! “Class dismissed for lunch!” Melinda was the first person to leave the room.

I hurriedly stuffed my notebook and pen back into my bag. Everyone was leaving so fast, I’d be left behind! I tried my best, but realized I was still last. Everyone was GONE! Man. I closed my bag and stood up to leave, but immediately got pushed back down. Annoyed, I stared up at whoever had shoved me and came face to face with Sexy Beast. I tried to say something but he suddenly leaned down and pinned me to my desk! Oh my god!
Then he laughed. “What?” I tried to sound normal, but couldn’t stop a little vibration from escaping. “You really seem like a virgin to me, that’s all.” I pouted slightly, knowing I looked adorable. “I am, and I can prove it.” He laughed again, but what he said next made my heat drop. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m saved for the next year with 52 girls. Besides, girls like you aren’t good enough for me.” I gasped. “One per week!?” “What else?” He left.

Depressed, I slumped down and ate the delicious lunch prepared for me. “So, you’re the famous Laura Diamond?” I looked up, confused. Was there another Laura Diamond? Because I knew I definitely wasn’t famous.. Until of course, I looked around. What looked like MILES and MILES of FREAKISHLY HOT guys were totally surrounding the table I was eating at. Then, I remembered the voice. “I’m Kara Terrain. 17 years old, 1 time fucker.” “Laura Diamond. 16 years old, 2 time fucker. What’s up?” “Nothing, but you seem to be attracting a lot of guys so I’m here to draw a little attention too.”

I laughed out loud, sending a murmur through the rows of guys. “Feel free… I kind of like you, maybe we could be friends?” “DEF! You attract the guys for me, and I’ll have your back and be buddy-buddy with you! Ha-ha, this is going to be awesome..” How could someone NOT agree to something like that?

“Oh my god, that’s SEXY! You’ve got a great sense of style. I wish I was like you.” Kara stared at my outfit, as we got ready to go to the school’s club. Kara was wearing a skinny green halter that hung to her thighs and hugged her body. Although she didn’t have curves, she still looked pretty and perfectly presentable. With metallic silver heels and jewelry, and a perfectly messy up-do for her hair, she looked hot enough. It was a me-approved outfit, of course.

I was wearing a black spaghetti top that stuck to me like glue. It was very low cut and revealing, and fell only up to my navel. The top made sure that my boobs’ perfect and large form were displayed, and that my flat stomach was too. For my bottoms I wore white booty shorts that showed my thin waist and sculpted hips.
With a slender body but big boobs, butt, and hips, I was the target for sex tonight. I already knew my cheekbones were perfectly sculpted, my neck was graceful and long, my skin was completely perfect, and my eyebrows were perfectly shaped with eyelashes so thick that I barely needed any makeup.

I wore a silver tie loosely around my neck with gold jewelry and dusty silver eye shadow. That and a light coat of clear lip gloss on my already pink lips was all the makeup I wore. For shoes, I wore high silver stilettos that wrapped around my ankles. Here is a picture of my shoes: http://www.promnightstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/silver-prom-shoes-2009.jpg

I was a natural beauty, so all I did with my hair was comb the shiny, long and natural slight waves, and I was ready to go. I knew my vintage look was in, and hot. “Kara! I’m done!” “Okay!” Although she was a year older, she definitely had less experience than I did in hotness and any type of sexy business. She allowed me to teach her and guide her the past few weeks we’d been friends, and she learned quickly. She’d been able to have her second fuck soon after I started to teach her. I grew into the older person role that way, although I was younger.

The nightclub’s beat was deep and exciting. Glad that there were only hot guys at the school and aware that any guy in the room was acceptable unlike in public, I immediately headed for the dance floor, leaving Kara to fend for herself. She’d do fine, after all that she’d learnt. As soon as I’d begun my grinding dance with whatever guy was behind me, I felt warm and deliciously strong arms encircle my waist. I felt a hard, firm chest rubbing against my back, and reached my hand up backwards to run my hands through the guys hair.

Now, to seduce him even more. It didn’t take long. After grinding a while, I finally turned to face him and after approving of what I saw, I danced with my chest, rubbing it against his. He held my waist close.. In other words, he held me so close to him that I was practically glued to him, and we danced that way a little more. Finally he spoke in his deep and hot voice, “Do you want something to drink?” I laughed, and my body tingled as I hear his deep laugh echo my (what I KNEW to be) sexy voice.

I couldn’t see his face in the dim lighting, and I replied, “If you’re trying to get me drunk and take me to bed, you can forget it.” From his chuckle of surprise, I knew that was exactly what he’d been planning. Suddenly wrapping my legs around his waist and then pulling up my upper body so that my face was level with his, I whispered seductively, my face only centimeters from his, “Because I don’t like to be drunk while fucking hot boys.” The next thing I knew, I was in his dark, locked room, kissing him.

The feel of his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth, and exploring and probing it felt hot. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he squeezed my butt and waist tightly. Pressed completely together, we stood just kissing in the middle of the room. I felt one of his hands slowly slide up my back, under my shirt. FINALLY, he was starting something! Growing excited, I kissed him more forcefully and he retaliated by growing impatient with my top and simply ripping it off of me.

His hands then ran all over my exposed upper body, and fell on the button of my shorts. Immediately unbuttoning it and unzipping it, he threw the cloth over his shoulder and his hands fell heavily on my almost bare hips. We kissed the whole time. Now that I was only wearing underwear, I knew things were going to happen soon. Guys couldn’t handle sexy and ALMOST naked girls for long.

His hands ran over my body for a second longer, before I was suddenly roughly shoved backwards. I panicked for a second, before something hit the back of my calves and I crumpled backwards, onto a bed. Realizing what was going on, I smiled. I heard but couldn’t see his clothes being taken off, and heard a spraying sound. It was the 100% protection spray! We were actually going to have some fun tonight! I was extremely happy, and could feel the horny substance in me start to roil.

He climbed into bed on top of me, and started to kiss me strongly. I smiled as he did. He stopped, and then wrapped his arms around my chest to undo the bra strap behind me. I lifted my back a little and he did. Tossing my bra aside, he proceeded in massaging my chest vigorously. I began to make little moans of pleasure. I began to relax, and he took off my underwear too.

“MMmm!” My moan was almost a squeal as I felt his tongue lick my entrance, not going in but not staying away. I felt his tongue actually enter my body then, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew I was going to explode. I warned him, but he only stayed in there and pressed him mouth into my hole as far as it could go. I then felt the wave of relief come as my body released its load, and my bodily juices leaked into his mouth. He swallowed it all.

After thoroughly cleaning my body with his tongue, he treated my nipples with his mouth too. I was so horny that I barely knew what was going on. He put a finger into me one at a time until he was fisting me, and then started to really go. Having his whole fist in my tiny hole was painful enough, but he started to vigorously pump it back and forth. The shock, pain, and pleasure of it all, caused me to moan, moan more, yelp, and gasp nonstop.

I felt his dick nudging me, and then suddenly his weight lifted off my body. I found myself roughly flipped over, and he was fucking me in the asshole with his dick instead. Still it was painful and pleasureful, and I moaned, yelped, and gasped again. His was the most powerful fucking I’d ever received or even heard of! I guess after a while, even my strong and sexy body couldn’t take it anymore, and I blacked out.

I woke up in my own dorm bed, and wondered if everything had been a dream. However the fact that I woke up nude and that my lower body felt (but didn’t look) very raw and sore, told me otherwise. I smiled as I recalled last nights events, because I knew I’d had lots of fun. Suddenly, I frowned. Who was that sexy beast? I never did see his face. I had to find him; I wanted more! And I knew for a fact that not a single guy in this world had as strong, hot, and sexy of a fucking as whoever I’d been with last night. I grew determined to find him, and promised to stay fuckless until I did. Even if I stayed fuckless for over a year, I’d find him.