Kendra-4th Period

Kendra McAdams is a high school senior and a member of the cheer squad. Because of this she's quite athletic, working out every day after school to clear her mind from stress, often caused by her on again off again boyfriend Darryl.

Kendra had started the day off in an upbeat mood, waking up to a morning text from Darryl. After a short conversation she only felt more positive, prompting the girl to wear her favourite hairstyle to school, her dark black hair pulled back into a long, wavy ponytail, complementing her smooth, dark skin. Wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a blue denim jacket, she set off on her walk to school. Throughout the first 3 periods of Monday she hadn't even caught a glimpse of Darryl but knew they shared the same class for 4th period geography. A part of her felt bummed out when she remembered they used to sit next to each other until they broke up a few months ago when she wanted nothing to do with him but now that they were back together she wished she could move back. With that in mind she entered the classroom expecting to see Darryl, which she did, but he wouldn't be the only guy that got her attention.

As she made her way to the second row from the back, where she sat, Kendra took a chance to quickly say hi to her boyfriend while the rest of the class where chatting, waiting for Mr Dixon to figure out how to work something on the computer.

"Hey babe." Kendra put on her best smile. "Like my hair today?" She flicked her hand through her ponytail dramatically, making it swish behind hair.

"Yeah, looks nice." He said with a smile. That was pretty much the best you'd get out of Darryl. He never picked up on when she made subtle changes to her appearance which meant she usually had to go all out just to get his attention.

"Nice? That all?" Kendra smirked.

"Uh... beautiful? I mean, shit, there's only so many words I can say Kenzie." He laughed. Ugh. Kendra hated being called that which of course meant that Darryl used it ALL the time.

"Fine, be like that." She turned her head dismissively and started to walk to her seat.

"Wha-where you going? What did I say?" Darryl called out, followed by a "Whatever..." when she didn't look back.

Kendra sat next to Lisa, a nice but quiet girl. Kendra didn't want to say it but she kinda looked like one of those stereotypical nerdy girls you saw in high school movies, black hair tied in pigtails and round glasses.

"Yo." Kendra took her seat and started to get out her equipment.

"Oh, hey." Lisa said nervously. And that was about as much conversation you'd get out of her without talking to her directly.

"Alright class." An elderly voice came from the front of the classroom. Mr Dixon was definitely on the older side, most likely reaching retirement age in a few years and he probably needed it. While he was nice, lessons always seemed to drag on with 'Mr Dixon vs technology' becoming a common battle. "I think I've got it all worked out now."

The first 10 minutes of the lesson played out normally, with Mr Dixon going through a case study relevant to the exam.

"So who can tell me the answer?" Mr Dixon scanned the room looking for raised hands.

Kendra was pretty confident she knew this one so she raised her hand, the only person in the room to do so.

"Kendra, wonderful." The old teacher nodded, prompting her to stand up. However, just when she was about to give her answer, the door swung wide open.

"Sorry I'm late. I got a bit carried away in art class and needed to take a breather." An unfamiliar face walked through the door. He was naked and had a big grin on his face. Kendra didn't recognise him as being part of this class but at the same time felt like he was always supposed to be here.

"Oh, what were you doing?" Mr Dixon asked with a curious smile.

"I was fucking a rich girl." The boy smiled back. "Actually it was her, over there!" The new boy pointed towards Michelle who was sitting on the opposite side of the room with her friend Simona. She couldn't see clearly from where she was situated by Kendra swore she saw Michelle blush and look down which meant it was probably true. Damn, no way that the rich bitch actually found someone that was 'worthy' of her. Who was this guy?

Kendra looked up at the boy standing in doorway and realised he was looking straight at her, maybe because she was the only person in the room standing. It was always awkward getting caught looking at someone but Kendra found that she couldn't look away, as if her eyes were glued to his. Despite his smile, the look in his eyes was intense like he was focusing.

And suddenly it all hit her at once. First she noticed her breathing getting heavier and heavier while she was struck with a feeling of longing for a dick in her pussy, specifically this boy's dick. It started to feel as if she were in a dream, the way her body moved on its own, going with the flow. Without her realising, Kendra's hand slipped under her shirt, lifting the left cup of her bra and softly began to play with her nipple. It shouldn't have been possible, it had only been thirty seconds but Kendra felt a similar feeling towards the end of sex with Darryl. She'd never even thought it possible to cum without touching her pussy or just by looking at a dick but nevertheless, "GHHAAGHUHGMH!!" Kendra roared, a loud moan, louder than any moan she'd screamed before, while warm, sticky discharge completely drenched her panties. The total loss of control from her earth shattering orgasm even made her pee a little bit.

Everyone's attention was still fixated on the new boy to pay Kendra any mind though. All except for Lisa who looked up at her and asked "Are you, ok?"

"Oh, hah, yeah, my bad for making a noise." Kendra let out a laugh trying to hide her embarrassment. As she stood there scratching her head, Lisa smiled and turned her attention back to the lesson.

Whatever conversation the boy and Mr Dixon were having, Kendra had missed. The boy walked forwards and to Kendra's surprise, sat in the empty seat next to Darryl.

Another 5 minutes went by. In that 5 minutes, Kendra had noticed Darryl and the new boy talking as if they were close friends which got her curious but she couldn't actually hear any of the conversation over the chatter of students and the ramblings of Mr Dixon.

"Hey, Kenzie!" Kendra's eyes shot up, torn away from the whiteboard. It was Darryl. It was like he was... calling her over? For some reason she knew that no one would make a fuss if she got up out of her seat so she did just that. It was a little uncomfortable walking around in her own fluids but she managed until, at last, she was standing in front of Darryl's table. Both Darryl and the new boy were looking up at her.

"Hey, Kenzie. Meet my new friend Ryan." Darryl smiled, making a gesture with his hands at his new companion.

"Oh, so y'all are friends now? That was quick." Kendra said, a little confused. Darryl wasn't exactly the 'fast friends' type of guy.

"Yeah we, like, bonded. You know how it is with us dudes." Darryl smirked, putting an arm around his new buddy. Ok, this was definitely weird.

"So, what were you guys talking about?" Kendra asked.

"We were talking about you, dummy."

"M-me?"

"Yeah, how great you are. Or more to the point, your ass."

"My... my ass?" Kendra was taken aback.

"Yeah Ryan, really wants to see it, so if you could just bend over for us that would be great." Darryl gave a cheeky thumbs up whilst Ryan just shrugged his shoulders, not saying a word.

"Uh, sure. I guess that's ok. Hey?" Kendra turned to the table in front where two guys were sitting. "Hey, Hunter." Kendra tapped the boy's shoulder "Sorry, you mind if I lean on you. This new guy wants a look at my ass but there isn't that much space."

"Oh, er, sure." Hunter said and went back to chatting with his friend. Now that she had permission, Kendra saw no other choice but to press her tits down onto the back of his head, her arms resting on each of Hunter's respective shoulders. "Sorry" The girl muttered as she bent over at a 90 degree angle, making sure to arch her back. This way her ass was directly facing Ryan.

"See I told you." Kendra heard Darryl's voice from behind her. "Looks like it could damn well burst out of those jeans at any time."

"Holy shit you're right, you're a pretty lucky guy getting to fuck that ass every night." Mild irritation began to seep into Kendra, hearing Darryl talk about her body like that, but ultimately she decided to ignore it. She knew she had to focus on giving Ryan the best possible view of her ass and nothing else mattered in the moment.

"Nahhh, she never lets me do anal. That's kind of a rule in our relationship." Damn right it was. Kendra was always felt uncomfortable at the thought of something going up her ass and it didn't help that that was all Darryl wanted to do in bed. In fact that was the cause of one of their most recent breakups.

"A damn shame, that ass was made for fucking. Maybe I could talk her out of it. Mind if I have a go on her." She could hear Ryan commenting on her ass behind her. She didn't really mind too much what he had to say.

"Sure thing my dude. Fuck away." Darryl laughed, and a second later she heard a chair move and a presence behind her. A hand clasped around her wrist and pulled her up. In a swift motion her left hand was dragged behind her and pinned down to the desk that Ryan and Darryl had been sitting at, causing her to spin around. Her legs had lost their balance a little causing her to fall, holding onto the far edge of the desk for support, her ass sticking up in air, bent over the desk.

It all happened so fast and when Kendra looked up at Darryl her vision was a bit blurry. But then she realised it wasn't her vision that was messed up, but something inside her head. As seconds passed, the blurry feeling faded. "Hope you're ready." Said a voice behind her as a sharp slap bounced off her ass. Despite the material of her jeans protecting her, there was a strong sting.

'GAHH WHAT THE FUCK?!' Kendra screamed inside her head, ready to yell at whoever was behind her but her feet were rooted to the spot. She could only turn her head and look up at Ryan, the new student. 'You're naked??' Was her immediate reaction. She tried scream the words from the top of her lungs but they wouldn't come out. This seemed like some sort of bizarre dream but Kendra had never had a dream like this before.

"I can't wait to see what's hiding under here!" The boy said with glee as Kendra felt fingers grab tight of the two belt loops on either side of her waist. All it took was a strong tug for the clothing to drop to her knees.

In sheer panic at not being able to stop the boy from removing her pants, Kendra screamed out followed by what should've been an onslaught of curses but what actually came out of her mouth was: "How dare you take a look at my big ol' booty! At least have the decency to stick your dick in my asshole first!" If Kendra could move her arms she would've slapped them over her mouth in shock. She was slowly beginning to learn she didn't have any control over her actions, not even what she was saying.

A snort of laughter could be heard from behind Kendra as the boy started to feel his way around Kendra's ass. "Wow, you really made a mess in these panties. Did I go a bit to far?" The boy said with a heavy dose of sarcasm as he slid the pink material down to her knees. The memories were starting to come back to Kendra. Her face began to flush as she recalled squirting all over herself at the start of class. God, what the fuck was going on? Even now, she was slumped over a desk with her ass fully out. None of this made any sense!

What pissed Kendra off the most was that Darryl was just sitting there, uncaring. 'Help me you asshole!' She screamed internally but, at most, her words could only be translated to a dirty look.

"What's that for?" Darryl questioned. "Look, I'm not about to take any of your shit today, alright? The only reason I called you over was coz Ryan told me to." And that was as much a reaction as Kendra could elicit from Darryl. Something was definitely going on here. Normally Darryl would beat the shit out of anyone she told him to as long as the reason was justified, her classmates would rush in to help her as well and Mr Dixon would make sure Ryan was expelled but none of that was happening.

'Ohhh, GODDAMMIT' Kendra screamed inside her mind as she felt a long rod-shaped object penetrate her asshole. "GAHHHHHH" Kendra cried out involuntarily, in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Dammit, it was too big but it wouldn't stop. Only seconds later a second thrust caused Kendra to grip the side of the desk.

"Hahahaha, that gahhh sound she keeps making is hilarious!" Kendra heard from behind her as Ryan kept thrusting in and out.

"I didn't know she could make those kind of noises." Darryl smirked as he watched Kendra being brutally ass fucked in front of him.

"It's coz her ass is so tight. She really hasn't had anything in there before. How you doing down there?" Ryan leaned over so he was able to look Kendra in the eye. He was smiling innocently which really pissed her off, but that was forgotten about as he slammed another thrust into her ass. Kendra felt her eyes roll as she lost her bearings. Her legs were becoming weak and it became so much effort to hold herself up so she ended up sprawled on the desk pathetically as her legs crumpled.

"Pfffft!" Ryan chortled. "Where do you think you're going?" He said as he grabbed her ponytail, lifting her head off the desk. From that point on, every thrust made Kendra weaker and weaker. An uncontrollable amount of drool was dribbling down her chin and spilling onto the desk. Her vocabulary was now only limited to strange grunts and noises as she felt herself slip away......

"Ughhh..." Kendra woke up and instantly scanned the room to see where she was. The first person she saw was Darryl who seemed happy to see she was awake.

"Rise and shine sleepy head." He laughed. Kendra could only give a small grunt in response. For some reason she felt really tired. It was only when she began moving that she winced in pain. Fuck! Her asshole felt so sore. The painful feeling triggered her memory as she recalled what Ryan did to her. Kendra remembered being very against what was going on at the time. Having her ass exposed to the class and fucked, on a normal day, would be mortifying but oddly enough neither her nor the rest of the class seemed to care. In fact, now that it was over it had become obvious to her that, clearly, it had been one of the best experiences of her life. She hoped that Ryan to do that to her again one day.

As Kendra awkwardly got to her feet she felt something start to drip from her ass. Moving on reflex, her hand came into contact with a sticky white substance which didn't take her too long to figure out what it was.

Sighing in annoyance, Kendra knew she was just going to have to deal with it and pulled up her already soiled panties. She grimaced as she felt the cum press against her ass and start to go through the material but toughed it out as she quickly pulled her jeans up, now fully clothed.

A quick glance at the clock told Kendra that the lesson was about to end. "God. How long was I out for...?" She muttered quietly and walked uncomfortably back to her seat.

"Oh, hi!" Her seating partner Lisa smiled nervously as she returned. "I made sure your stuff was kept safe while you were... y'know..." Lisa began to turn a shade of red.

"Oh thanks." Kendra sat down, not fully anticipating the uncomfortableness of sitting in her drenched panties.

A moment later the lunch bell rang and Mr Dixon dismissed the class.

"Let's go grab the good shit before it goes!" Darryl called out for Kendra as he got out of his seat, wanting to get to the cafeteria quick.

"Uh huh." Kendra took Darryl's hand as the two left the classroom, Kendra leaving a slight trail behind her.