Another quickie in the club room.

Seeing Noelle already waiting outside the club room when we got there was immensely reassuring. It further convinced me that it wasn’t just me, that I wasn’t seeing and hearing only what I wanted to see and hear. Noelle was every bit as **** to finish what we’d started as I was.

Grace unlocked the door to the room with the key and quickly glanced around. Seeing her do it made me join her in scanning the area. There were more people in school now than in the early morning, of course, and that meant more chances of people walking by. Thankfully, no one but us was around.

Our club room, this storage shed, was still out of the way for basically everything. There were the outdoor restrooms, yeah, but only the people using the gym went to those.

“Keep it down now,” Grace told us. “We should be safe, but just in case.”

Mila smirked. “Well, I know from experience Noelle is pretty quiet.”

Noelle looked down in embarrassment, her cheeks burning. However, the moment we went into the room and heard Grace locking the door, she threw herself at me.

I lifted her like she weighed nothing and devoured her lips. Noelle grinned and crossed her legs behind my back. I carried her to the table, and while I did, I noticed Mila, Grace and Sarah moving in my peripheral vision.

“So Alice is not coming?” Mila asked, moving next to a window. The curtains were closed and she peeked outside.

“One of the teachers wanted to talk to her about the talent show,” Grace said, moving next to the other window. “She asked me to take a couple of pictures if you guys didn’t mind.”

“Sure,” Noelle answered as we kissed. I wasn’t sure if she really didn’t mind or was just so aroused that she didn’t care.

I sat her down on the table and immediately lifted her skirt and began to lower her panties. Noelle took off her blazer, unbuttoned her shirt to the bottom and lifted her bra.

“Grope them hard,” she told me with a sexy smile. “I don’t mind if it hurts a bit.”

“Damn… This girl goes hard,” Sarah commented. “I had a good feeling about her, but this…”

I grew an excited smile of my own. I kissed her again while I unzipped my pants and brought out my cock. The head of it pushed lightly against her lower lips and found them already dripping wet. Her pussy swallowed me whole in a single thrust.

We both gasped in a mix of relief and anticipation. We got what we wanted but it was only the start. I got one arm around Noelle’s waist and with my free hand grabbed one of her large tits, giving it the hard squeeze she wanted, gripping it and letting my fingers sink into soft, supple flesh.

Noelle trembled, gripped my jacket tightly and looked at me with that same erotic smile as before. “Fuck me…!” she said, gasping.

I thrust in hard and fast, but stopped just short of bottoming out. I pulled out and did it again, slightly bending my knees to go for a higher angle, reaching a shallow spot. I found her sweet spot like I’d known it all my life and the tip of my dick grinded on it again and again.

I kissed Noelle, and she grabbed onto me like she was afraid I’d suddenly let go, yet she came a minute after, if that. She opened her mouth to let out a silent scream against mine. Seeing a woman climax from my touch is still one of my greatest pleasures, rivaling that of my own orgasms.

I kept going, stimulating that same spot in her sensitive and spasming pussy, gripping her tit like I was expecting milk to come out, tasing her tongue like her saliva was an aphrodisiac. She came again, and her pussy clamping up around me, combined with the hour and a half of waiting, made me come with her. I let out spurt after spurt inside her, and that caused Noelle to climax for a third consecutive time, tensing up for a moment as her orgasm overcame her, then loosening up as strength left her.

I was breathing hard. That had felt amazing, yet it only made me want more. Still, I wasn’t so out of myself that I was gonna continue fucking Noelle while she was close to passing out.

Grace and Sarah came up to us and helped me carefully lay down the redhead on the table. I pulled out of her, slowly, taking deep breaths. This was enough for now, right? It should be…

But Grace was right next to me. Her curves seemed twice as sexy as usual, and that was saying a lot. Her breasts, even larger than Noelle’s, were enticing me. Her smile and flustered cheeks told me she had liked the short show.

I pulled her to me and kissed her. Grace yelped in surprise, but was kissing me back almost immediately. She wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbed her chest on me and intertwined her tongue with mine while letting out soft moans. Then, with a sudden jerk, she pulled away.

“No. We can’t,” she said, gasping and looking towards the windows. She swallowed. “There’s no time left and we still don’t know how safe this room is at this hour. It’s why we were keeping watch by the windows.”

I was incredibly horny, yes, but Grace’s refusal brought me back like a bucket of cold water. I knew this girl well by now. She would’ve let me fuck her any other time, but if she of all people was being cautious, then I had better listen.

She bit her lip with a faint grimace and stepped forward again to peck my lips. “I’m sorry, love. I want to, especially after seeing that, but…”

I shook my head. “N-No, it’s… I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry.”

Grace examined my face for a good, long moment. I didn’t know what she was thinking, my mind reading decided not to work that time, but I knew that face. She was pondering something.

Sarah got toilet paper out of her bag and gave it to Noelle, who had now come to and could wipe off the cum leaking off her pussy.

Mila sat on the table, right next to the redhead, with a huge grin. “That was a quickie, but it looked intense. How was it.”

Noelle giggled and shivered from head to toes.

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Sarah said, nodding solemnly.

I cleaned myself up as well, and a couple minutes later, the bell rang. I went up to Noelle before we left, moved one of her bangs away from her face and behind her ear and eyed her worriedly.

“Did I… go overboard?” I asked her.

She smiled and stepped closer so that her chest was brushing mine. She gently held and stroked my tie, saying, “Next time… do me just like that, but for longer. And maybe… maybe rougher, too.”

I smiled with relief. “We’ll talk it over more.”

“Yeah. I… didn’t know I was like this, but I think I like it.”

We shared a quick, tender kiss and returned to our classrooms.

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