Cum all over her

You pull back, firing your load as you groan in ecstasy. A rope of your cum his her short blue hair, slapping down onto her face as she gasps in surprise. The next shot soaks her shirt, leaking in to no doubt rub against her massive tits beneath. Another string hits her skirt and runs down her legs as you grab your dick and jack off enough to fire a last spurt on her visible cunt, the cum intermingling with her pussy hair.

"Ah, what the fuck?!" she says.

"Sorry," you shrug.

"Dammit, this is my uniform! What am I going to tell teachers?!"

You shrug a second time, deciding to quickly vacate the area. Not like this matters. You've pissed off one girl in a school of four hundred. No big loss.

This sure as hell isn't your issue to deal with. Time to get out of here and head to the dorm.

You manage to find the way to your dorm through asking a pudgy looking teacher being strangled by the blouse she decided to put on, and soon find yourself pushing open the door of Room 5. There's two bunk beds, a wardrobe, four bedside lockers and a study desk. Certainly a very spartan room.

You unpack your spare uniform, socks, underwear, jackets and other clothes into the wardrobe, before plugging your phone charger into the wall, as well as unpacking the rest of your stuff. Suddenly, the door swings open as a trio of boys walk in. You recognize one of them, the boy from earlier. The other is a tall, pale kid with straw blond hair and a fairly buff looking Asian kid with short black hair and dark skin.

"Hey," the kid from earlier said. "Are you our new room mate?"

"I am," you nod.

"Cool," the kid smiles. "I'm Lukas. This is Daniel, and..."

"And I'm Ben," the more muscular guy says. "So, how are you finding the place?"

"I can't complain," you shrug.

"Pussy galore, am I right?" Lucas grins. "The sheer amount of horny skirts here is driving my bollocks nuts thinking about it!"

"Yeah, I guess," you nod.

"Oh, you're not gay, are you?" Lucas asks. "Not that I don't like gays or anything, it'd just be a bit of a wasted opportunity."

"No, I'm not," you say.

"Great! We're going to go get dinner. You coming?"

"Yeah," you nod, following him down.