Along Comes Dana

Your sister Dana comes rushing into the room and over to where you are sitting.

“Are you okay John, I heard about what Nancy was doing. Did she really become your girlfriend? That bitch.”

“Really sis, it’s okay, it really is.”

It was odd seeing Dana so protective over you but apparently the “bullying” had gotten too much for even her to overlook. You however were enjoying it but couldn’t let that on to her lest the spell be broken or she would think that you were some sort of masochist.

“I can handle it, it’s not too bad Dana and I don’t need my sister to protect me either, I’m perfectly capable of it myself.”

“I’m just trying to look out for you John, I know how bad they’ve been treating you and am sorry that I didn’t care enough in the past to say anything.”

“I appreciate the sentiment Dana but I’m good. No need to worry at all.”

“If you’re sure, let me know if you need anything though.”

“Will do sis.”

With that she left the room and you took a minute to settle down after the make out with Nancy and the conversation with your sister. With the hallways relatively clear you make a break for your next class, history with Ms. Renley, the tired old cow who had probably been around for most of what she was teaching. You arrive to the door late and attempt to slink your way to a seat close to the back when Ms. Renley stops speaking and walks over to you.

“Do you think you’re special Mr. Doe?”

“Ahh...no Ms. Renley, I’m sorry I was late. It won’t happen again.”

“You’re damn right it won’t.” Then without prompting she laid a kiss directly on your lips while slipping her tongue in. There was a wave of gasps through the room and a few giggles like they were watching the teacher give you a verbal beat down but in kiss form which didn’t seem to notice at all.

You backed away from her and looked back in confusion before taking your seat.

“I hope you now understand the consequences of what your constant tardiness.”

Ms. Renley had always had it out for you and now apparently you were reflexively giving off bullying victim vibes, so any sort of behaviour that would be considered bullying, intimidation or what have you was affected and you didn’t need to say anything. This could become awkward, well awkward for you at least.

The way Ms. Renley droned on made her classes seem to last forever to where the hour you were there felt like six hours. About halfway through you heard a whisper from off to your side, you hadn’t noticed that you’d been sitting next to Sarah this whole time.

“Hey John, seems like your in Ms. Renley’s good books huh?”

“Oh please Sarah.”

Her seat was already close to yours but she shifted it even closer and continued to whisper.

“What’s wrong, did you really think I’d leave you alone when you’re already in the shit with her. Let’s see if you’re still a good boy after this.”

She reached out and grasped the outline of your cock through your pants and began to lightly rub up and down. Even though it’d happened a few times today it still surprised you whenever someone tried bullying you with sexual advances. Her eyes stare directly into yours as she does this, a slight smirk appears on her face as if to say that she’s in control here. Ms Renley’s head is down in a book that she is reading from about some boring part of historical politics made even more boring by the way her voice droned on.

“Sarah, don’t do this here. I don’t want you to jerk me off.”

Without a word she undid the zip on your pants and yanked your cock out, spitting on her hand and grabbing your shaft which after Nancy left you with blue balls was a relief. A few other students around the two of you were almost staring at the erotic scene before them seemingly afraid afraid of the wrath of Sarah. One girl though, Ophelia, was one of the nicer people you had met in high school and decided she should say something, well whisper for now.

“Sarah, what are you doing? You can’t be doing that to other students in class. If you don’t stop tormenting him, I will say something.”

“What do you say John, do you want me to stop?”

Not really waiting for an answer she begins to stroke your cock, now staring down Ophelia, almost daring her to say something.

“I’m not kidding around Sarah.”

Just then the droning stopped and Ms. Renley looked up for the first time since she had begun.

“Ophelia, is that you disrupting the class?”

“Ms, it’s just that Sarah….”

“It wasn’t Sarah that I heard speaking now was it? It was you. Don’t mess up your grade average by disrupting class and trying to shift the blame.”

Ophelia shrank back into her chair, a few murmurs of laughter could be heard around the room but were quickly drowned out but Ms. Renley’s continually droning voice. Sarah continued to stare Ophelia down, this time raising her free hand, the one not currently jerking your dick, up to her face shushing the poor girl. It would seem that Ophelia had been cowed and all she could do was stare dumbfounded as Sarah continued to stroke your cock and a few small moans escaped your lips. You whisper over to her, “Sure am glad I can just imagine this is your boyfriend stroking my dick with my eyes closed, oh but his hand would be even stronger wouldn’t it?”

“You really are just that gay aren’t you, open your eyes, now.”

She says this almost seething through her teeth, her free hand lifting her skirt and pulling down her panties.

“I’ll give you something to think about while I jerk you off loser.”

Ophelia continues to stare agog at the situation unfolding in front of her, the sight of Sarah playing with her own pussy must have been just that shocking but not for the reasons that it normally would. With the new visual stimulus of Sarah finger fucking herself it didn’t take long for your orgasm to overwhelm you. You had cum a few times today so there wasn’t quite the explosion that you could normally count on, still it oozed out of the head your cock and down over Sarah’s hand. While somehow maintaining eye contact with both you and Ophelia she brought her hand to her mouth and licked all of the cum from it, reaching out to scoop up what was remaining on your shaft and your seat.

Sarah seemingly having finished her show of dominance, Ophelia turned back around to listen to Ms. Renley, and you tucked your dick back into your pants to do the same awaiting the next strange thing that the universe would throw at you.