Creative writing

“Anyway, good news… we’ll be classmates for the next hour,” Tanya informed Scott as they walked past a pack of voluptuous girls all dressed in the standard school uniform for women, and all of whom were now watching him intently as he went by.

“Good,” Scott replied as they rounded a corner in the corridor and came closer to a flight of stairs, “Uh, I don’t want to come across as an airhead or anything, but what class is next?”

“Creative writing,” Tanya explained as she brought them to a halt just in front of the stairs, “your chance to become the next Ian Fleming, remember?”

“Yeah, I probably should have…” Scott said, feeling as sheepish as he could while looking at Tanya.

“What’s the matter, too little blood in your head?” Tanya’s face cracked up into a very naughty smile as she began to tease Scott, “I could have taken care of that if you hadn’t run off with that redhead, but now there’s no time…”

“Oh,” Scott groaned out as Tanya placed her hand on the bulge on the front of his trousers, her fingers pressing against his engorged cock while her smile grew wider and lewder.

“So, can I count on you staying with me for the next break?” Tanya’s question was carried forth on a wave of feigned innocence.

“Uh-huh,” Scott performed some fervent nodding of his head as his girlfriend’s fingers continued to follow the outline of his cock, caressing it through the fabric of his pants.

“Good,” a brief kiss followed before Tanya released her hold of Scott’s cock and linked her arm with his again, “then let’s get to class.”

As much as he wanted to skip class and head back to their room with Tanya to fully lose himself in her no-clothes policy, Scott allowed her to lead him down to the ground-floor and through a corridor before the two of them stepped through an opened door into a classroom that was about half-filled with students, with most of them being female. Scott’s guess was that there wasn’t any reason to have the students wait out in the corridor, since vandalism oughtn’t be a problem at a school like this one.

There was no one around who was obviously their teacher, and Tanya held Scott’s hand as she guided him down to two desks at the back of the room, smiling and greeting some of the other students while doing her best to let everyone know that he was with her.

“Tanya,” an Asian girl, even shorter than Lydia but just as strikingly beautiful and curvaceous as her, greeted the black minx once she and Scott had taken their seats right next to each other, “who’s your new friend?”

“Gemma,” Tanya smiled at the girl, who had streaks of purple and green present in her otherwise jet-black hair, all of which went very well with the richly tanned skin of her face and chest, “this is Scott, he just got here yesterday.”

“A pleasure to meet you, Gemma,” Scott slid up on his feet and offered the short, top-heavy woman his hand, though his eyes were focused on how her mountainous boobs stretched the fabric of her thin white tube-top.

“You too, Scott,” Gemma replied and then surprised Scott by grabbing his hand and twisting it so that its back was pointing up, after which she leaned down and kissed it before releasing an impish chuckle.

“He seems like a real gentleman, Tanya,” Gemma said of Scott, “be sure to let me know when he looses that wristband.”

“Alright Gemma, I will,” Tanya promised the busty Asian girl, and then grinned as Gemma grabbed hold of the thong that she was wearing, which was of the same colour and the same diminutive size as her top, and tugged it aside to flaunt her hairless pussy.

“Well Scott, I hope to see more of you later,” Gemma said as a goodbye to Scott before pressing the thin front of her thong up between the lips of her sex, a low moan blossoming out of her mouth as her labia engulfed the strip of fabric.

“Y… yeah,” Scott stammered out, watching Gemma’s ass sway up and down as she walked back to her own desk.

“I’m guessing that that didn’t exactly leave you feeling any more relaxed,” Tanya spoke to Scott as Gemma took her seat, the black girl’s hand now resting on his thigh.

“Not really,” Scott’s confession drew a warm giggle from Tanya.

“Well,” Tanya drew out the word as there still wasn’t any sign of a teacher, her hand slipping over the top of his thigh and up towards his fly, “there’s a reason why I picked seats so far back.”

“Tanya,” Scott gasped out her name as she nimbly tugged open the button on his khakis and then employed the same nimble touch to pull down the zipper.

“Consider this part of your tutoring,” Tanya advised him as she pulled his erect cock out into the open and wrapped her hand around its thick shaft.

Glancing round the room to make sure that no one had spotted what they were up to, Scott wondered if this could still be considered as taking things slow as Tanya began to pump her hand up and down his dick, the steady movement of her wrist soon having brought about a thick dollop of precum oozing out of his pisshole.

“Don’t worry honey, nobody’s going to think we’re moving too fast,” Tanya ensured Scott, seeming to have sensed what was on his mind, before leaning down and taking his cockhead into her mouth while maintaining her firm grip around the trunk of his turgid member.

Just then, their teacher entered the classroom.