Janias afternoon

Jania robotically drove home as her mind struggled as she grappled with what she'd just fled.

"I can't believe..." she thought aloud as she pulled into the garage.

Turning off the engine, the teen laid her forehead on the steering wheel and closed her eyes. This was a mistake because instantly she saw in her mind's eye what awaited her when Rebecca and she walked into Jennifer's house.

She could hear Jennifer's moans as she approached the railing. Looking down, she could see Mr. Clarkson's ass flex and hear the slapping sound as his cock pounded Jennifer into the couch.

Jania whimpered as her pussy clenched against her will as she remembered what Jennifer said after her eyes ensnared hers.

"He's going to breed you, Jaina. Just like he did Becky. How does that sound?"

Sitting up, Jania let out another whimper as she slammed her hand down on the steering wheel in frustration.

BBBBEEEEEEPPPPPPP

Jania flinched as she flushed in embarrassment for accidentally hitting the horn.

"Fuck," she exclaimed as she jerked the key from the ignition. Grabbing her purse, she opened the door and slid out of the car.

Grabbing the door, she went to close it and froze. There on the seat was a visible wet spot. Jania gasped as the heaviness between her legs, which she had been ignoring, came roaring back.

Hands shaking, she abruptly closed the door, almost slamming it. Spinning around, she clutched her purse against her chest and her still-swollen nipples.

"Okay, Jania, you can do this," she thought out loud. Heading to the door inside, she hit the button next to it, and she could hear the whine of the garage door start.

Entering her home, she saw that Mom wasn't in the kitchen. Taking a deep breath, Jania silently thanked God, hoping that Mom was too engrossed in her raiding to notice something was up.

She walked into the living room and was elated. There at their desks were Mom and Dad raiding. Hurrying to the hallway, she was almost there when her mom spotted her in the mirror above her monitor.

"Young lady, did you have any problems getting Rebecca home?" Her mother asked as she took her headphones off.

Jania froze, squeeking abruptly. "Everything went fine, Mom." Her mother scrunched her nose and set the headphones down.

"The way you're squeaking, something happened," she replied as she spun her office chair around. Looking at her daughter, she could see something was wrong.

Concerned, she got up, saying, "What happened, honey?"

"No no no no," she thought to herself as her mind spun at a million miles an hour.

Her mother approached her with worry in her eyes. "You can tell me what happened, honey."

Thinking fast, Jania came up with what she hoped was a good lie. "I'm sorry, Mom... it's just. I was on the way home, and this Black guy in an old pickup truck all of a sudden cut me off and started screaming that dumb cunts like me had no place driving."

Her mom looked at her for a second before flashing a wry smile and hugged her.

"It's alright, baby; this world is filled with assholes." She murmured. After hugging her, she stepped back, saying. "If you got the license plate and want to, we can file a police report."

Jania jerkily shook her head, murmuring, "Sorry, Mom, I was scared and didn't think to get it."

Her mom sighed, telling her. "It's alright, sweetie. I'm glad you're safe, but next time get it. Road rage is no joke."

Jania was nodding when her dad called out from his desk. "Honey, we're ready for the next pull."

Taking this as her cue, Jania said, "Thanks, Mom. I'll do that next time. Have a good raid."

Moving into gear, Jania hurried into her room and closed the door. Quickly turning the lock, the teen flung herself onto her bed. Thrusting an arm down under the hem of her skirt. The teen then pulled her sopping panties to the side before plugging three fingers into her weeping slit.

Closing her eyes, Jania moaned into the pillow as her fingers stroked in and out of her naughty little kitty. Behind her eyelids she tried to call up visions of her favorite hentai, but instead all she could see was Jennifer getting fucked.

Shivering, the teen pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy. Little fissions of lightning dancing on her nerves. Flopping onto her back, Jania wantonly spread her legs as her other hand began mauling her erect nipples through her dress.

Shlock, Shlock, Sholock echoed as she rapidly pounded her slick petals. No longer concerned that her parents might hear, Janias's yipping cries and moans began to grow in volume.

Eyes closed, and mouth hanging open. Jaina could hear Jennifer's pleasure-filled taunts. "He's going to breed you like he bred Becky. How does that sound?"

If she could think straight, she would be screaming no. But the fire burning in her veins, the flames simmering in her cunt, were screaming yes.

Letting go of her breast, Jania plunged her other hand down south, quickly finding her clit.

Arching her back, she loudly moaned out, "Fffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkkk," before breaking off into a wordless cry.

Her legs abruptly lock up as what Rebecca had whispered to her on the balcony as she watched her head cheerleader get seeded echoed in her head.

"Daddies cock fills us up sooooo good, I hope I'm there beside you when you feel it for the first time."

Then the dam breaks as her pussy clamps down hard and the bomb between her legs detonates. Ripping her fingers free of her weeping snatch, she jams a cream-laden fist into her mouth as she lets out a muffled scream.

Jerking uncontrollably, Jania can only lie there as paroxysms of pleasure-filled lightning scour her nerves and mind. Mind blown, the teen absently started licking her own juice from her hand as her body quakes with what she unleashed.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, her muscles slacken, and she removes her fist. Breathing heavily, she could taste herself on her lips as her eyes opened and focused on her ceiling.

"What the fudge..." she whispered aloud.

She had masturbated before, but never had it left her so devastated. Still shivering from the aftershocks, Jania rolled over onto her side and stared at the book case next to her desk.

A smile split her lips as she saw the dozen "graphic novels" she owned. Or at least that's what she told her dad they were. No, all but one was her Hentai collection. The one that wasn't was a book she stumbled upon at the flea market. The Convent of the damned.

Reading about nuns falling to the devil has been darkly thrilling in itself. But it had led her to Manga, Hentai, and eventually the Virgin Chronicles.

"FUCK YEAH, DIE MOTHERFUCKER..."

Jania glanced at her closed bedroom door. "The raid must be done," she thought to herself.

A minute or so later...

Knock, knock, knock.

"Sweetie?"

"Yes, Mom," Jania called out as she abruptly sat up.

The knob jiggled as Janias' mom tried the locked door.

"With us clearing Nerub'ar Palace, your dad's going to Uber us some BBQ. Would you like your usual?"

"Sure, Mom, I feel like some burnt ends and brisket." Jaina called back while she smoothed her dress.

Jania heard her mother move off and leaned forward, snagging her newest edition of The Virgin Chronicles.

Opening it up, she thumbed to the part she'd masturbated to this morning.

Akari's scheme to get Sensei to take her virginity had just fallen apart, and she was being gang-banged by the baseball team.

"I'm going to cum in you, filling you up." Kenji breathed into Akari's ear.

Akari looked up at the senior pitcher whose dick was gliding in and out of her newly broken-in pussy.

"No..." she thought to herself; if Kenji does that, he'll make her a mother.

She opened her mouth to scream no. Instead she locked her legs around the not-as-handsome-as-Sensei but still good-looking pitcher. Looking up into his leering face, she screamed.

"Cum in me, Kenji-sama. Make me a mommy..."

Jania closed the book where Kenji's sperm entered Akaries egg.

She came to that this morning, but it couldn't compare to what she'd just experienced. It was like comparing a firecracker to a nuclear bomb.

"I bet cumming in Mr. Clarkson's classroom would be better still." Whispered the naughtiness inside her.

Two desires warred within the teen; one was to somehow forget this afternoon ever happened. The other was to...

Jania got up and walked over to her closet and opened it. Looking through her clothes, she found what she wanted.

She'd ordered it last summer to wear at this year's Comic-Con. It was a Japanese schoolgirl's outfit just like the one Kenji and his teammates stripped off Akari.

Walking over, she held the outfit in front of her while peering at herself in the mirror. Looking at herself, she imagined Mr. Clarkson pushing up the skirt and peeling off her panties.

The teen shivered as her pussy moistened.

"Should I..." she moaned aloud.