He lies: "Yeah, I like it."

“Yeah,” I grumbled, “I like it.”

Once I was back in my car, I took a series of deep breaths, trying to get my brain cogent enough for a safe drive home. Truth was, I DIDN’T like it anymore. Up until a couple months ago, Corrine’s incessant, good-natured teasing had been fun and exciting for me. I had been a hopeless virgin, and that teasing had been the highlight of my every day. I went to bed every night with fresh memories of her huge, tantalizing tits waving in my face. I had jerked off to fantasies of Corrine’s body more times than I could count.

But I wasn’t that same guy anymore. I’d buried myself to the hilt between Talia’s warm legs. I’d showered my semen across Elizabeth and Stephanie’s beautiful bare breasts. And I’d watched my reflection in the changing room mirror as my cock brought Amy to an angry, animal climax.

After all that, I no longer saw Corrine as untouchable. She’d stopped intimidating me the way she used to. Her over-the-top teasing had gone from wildly arousing to maddeningly frustrating. I didn’t just want to fantasize about Corrine anymore. I was over that. I legitimately wanted to fuck her, to pin her to the bed and drive my dick inside her with a year’s worth of pent-up desire.

By the time I got home, I was way overdue for sleep. I collapsed onto my bed fully-clothed, but as soon as I closed my eyes, a highlight reel of Corrine’s tits started playing in my head: Every skimpy top she ever wore to cover them up, the way they would bounce a little bit each time she laughed, and that one moment, all those weeks ago, when Talia had peeled off Corrine’s bikini top and finally bared those glorious melons to me for that first and only time.

My fist grasped hold of my achingly hard cock, dying for some release...

But with an angry sigh I changed my mind. I didn’t want to do that tonight. Not yet. I was still saving up for my next encounter with Amy.

Amy showed up for school the next day dressed in a dark green baby tee that exposed her toned midriff and skintight cutoff shorts. She was also wearing makeup for maybe the third time in her life, and her eyes looked absolutely stunning. Soon as she saw me, Amy happily pressed her sexy body against mine for a hug, then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face to hers for a long, hot kiss in full view of everyone passing by.

It had been four whole days since I’d fucked Amy at the mall, and cruel fate hadn’t given us another opportunity to be alone together since. But I saw a twinkle in her eyes as she finished kissing me, and she pressed her soft lips to my ear, whispering:

“My dad’s working late tonight. What do you say we go by my place after school today and you can fuck me for hours and hours?”

I grinned at the prospect: We would have total privacy to do all the wonderful things our horny teenage minds could think up. I couldn’t wait for the school day to end.

Amy gave my ear a nibble and pulled away—which is when I noticed Elizabeth standing nearby, watching us with wide eyes. I wasn’t exactly sure what to make of her reaction. The fact that Amy and I had hooked up wasn’t a secret to any of our friends, Elizabeth included, and I couldn’t understand why our public display of affection four days later would weird her out so much.

“Hey Elizabeth, you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah! Yeah, just—thinking about something.”

She trotted off, red in the face.