Irish For Lunch

You didn't take advantage of your powers for the next three classes. You were drained and you couldn't focus. Once lunch hour hit you found yourself in line in the cafeteria. Standing in front of you was a classmate named Kerry.

Kerry was a small Irish girl. She was very popular; mainly because she was always peppy and upbeat. Her good looks didn't hurt either. She must have only been about 5 feet tall. She had curly red hair, pale skin, and freckles on her face. She was the definition of "cute". She skipped around school, had an infectious giggle, and knew everyone. She was always nice to you; you and her would make small talk when you found yourselves in each other's company.

"Hey John" Kerry said. "Are you feeling better? I heard you were in the hospital last weekend." You told her that you were alright and you thanked her for her concern. "You know John, the principal sent out an e-mail to everyone. I'm happy to help just like everyone is if you need it." You were still a little drained, but you couldn't pass that up. Having gained confidence from the hallway blowjob, you no longer danced around what you wanted.

"I want to see what you look like naked Kerry" you proudly stated. Kerry's hand reared back and slapped you hard across the face. "You pervert!" she muttered. You can't figure out why she did that. She literally just offered to help. As she walked away you reached out and grabbed her arm. You realized the mistake you made. "No Kerry, I want to see you naked so I can cum." Kerry starts laughing, "you need to say that then John! I thought you were such a creep!"

She immediately started taking off her clothing. Literally every article down to her shoes and earrings. She neatly set everything on top of a garbage can. Her body was, well, cute! She had these small tits but they really fit her. Her pussy was very innocent looking too, like she'd never been fucked. She stood there, naked, smiling from ear to ear. "Okay John, what happens now?" You hadn't thought this far ahead so you took a minute to think.

The line was moving. It would've been hard to do anything that required a lot of action where you needed stability. So you command Kerry to give you a handjob. She immediately started jerking you off with smooth, soft motions. It felt good, but your focus kept getting interrupted. With her being so popular, classmates constantly stopped on the way to their tables to talk to her. She managed to hold normal conversations with people as she was naked and jerking off a classmate. It made you horny and made you laugh at the same time.

Once you got up to the food station you asked her to go faster. As you knelt down to get your wallet from the pocket of our pants (which were crumpled around your legs), you felt a sudden urge to shoot. As you started to stand up your eyes instinctively closed as ropes of jizz shot out from your cock. When you opened your eyes you realized you were at the cashier's station.

You shot two big ropes. One landed on the screen that showed the price. The other landed on Mrs. Enda's, the cashier's fat face. You hated her, she was so ugly and bitter. You thought that this was a nice measure of ****. She just wiped off your cum and told you it would be $2.50. As you paid her, Kerry went back to the garbage can, got her clothes, and began putting them on as she started at the back of the line again.