Monday Morning

Virginia Green smiled and waved at Rosanna Harris as she walked past her in the hallway, and Rosanna gave a little wave back as she passed.

“I really just don’t understand how you can physically be that nice.” Violet June joked beside her. Ginny glanced at her green-eyed friend. Violet also had the unusual quirk of having natural purple hair, which nobody quite knew how that had happened.

Ginny, as she was much more commonly known as, shrugged. “It’s not hard. I just don’t know why so many people waste efforts being mean. It takes about the same amount of effort to just be nice.”

“I’m not mean, but I’m sure not nice like you.” Violet shook her head in amusement.

“You’re a little mean.” Ginny teased.

“I am not!” Violet exclaimed. “I’m sarcastic, if that’s what you’re talking about.”

Ginny stuck out her tongue. “You’re definitely a little mean.”

“I’m not sure if you’re messing with me or not.” Violet raised one of her purple eyebrows.

Ginny gave her best friend an innocent smile.

“I think you’re a lot more devious than people think. Everyone thinks Ginny is such a little angel.” Violet shook her head dramatically. “Little do they know she goes around calling her friends mean and kicking puppies.”

Ginny gasped. “I would never! I have a dog, you know, and I love her! I would never kick any puppies.”

“It’s a joke, Gin, calm down.” Violet laughed. “And I wouldn’t kick your dog, either. I love Snowflake.”

“I know it was a joke.” Ginny nodded, narrowing her pretty blue eyes. “But now you’re making me think of imaginary puppies getting kicked.”

“I don’t control your imagination!” Violet laughed. “If you’re imagining kicking puppies, that’s on you.”

“What are you two talking about now?” Jasmine Thompson asked as she walked up. Jasmine, much like Violet, had some generous curves and assets, whereas Ginny was small and slim. She’d never had any problems with being small though, in fact, she kind of liked it. She’d heard Violet complaining about her back sometimes, a problem she never had to deal with. Plus, girls like Violet and Jasmine had a tendency to make people nervous around them, not to mention causing jealousy.

Ginny never made any guy uncomfortable, thankfully, and she was happy knowing no girls were jealous of her. Jasmine on the other hand was beautiful, with her dark brown hair and brown eyes. She was definitely the type of girl to make boys nervous, even if Ginny knew that Jasmine was incredibly sweet.

“Kicking puppies.” Violet replied cheerfully.

“Riiight.” Jasmine nodded slowly.

“We’re talking about not kicking puppies.” Ginny clarified.

“Bit of both?” Violet shrugged.

“How are you doing, by the way?” Ginny asked Jasmine. “I know you can’t be happy with Skylar being back and free again.”

Skylar Wayne had spent the last three weeks being uncharacteristically quiet and sensible. She’d worn clothes that covered way more than usual, she’d hardly spoken to anybody other than Isabelle, and had just been all around a different person. Word in the hallways was that Skylar had been under threat of enormous punishment by her mother, causing the good student Skylar Wayne.

But now, she was back with a vengeance, as she’d already shown making a huge entrance to the school before first period.

“Yeah, it’s been nice not having Skylar around being obnoxious.” Jasmine muttered. Her and Skylar had been enemies since freshman year. Ginny hadn’t gone here yet, she only moved here halfway through junior year, but from what she knew, Skylar and Jasmine had gotten into a big fight over a boy, a boy who Skylar had gotten first.

Ginny didn’t know which boy, and Jasmine didn’t seem in a rush to talk about it.

“I’m just saying, is she single?” asked Ryan Anderson as he walked down the hallway next to Lucas Lake.

“Yes, Meg’s single. But why do you wanna know?” Lucas Lake asked his best friend. Ginny tried not to stare, but she couldn’t quite keep her eyes off Lucas. He was muscular and handsome, with short darkish brown hair and kind deep blue eyes. He’d always been very sweet to her, and, well, she liked that.

“You know I like older women!” Ryan exclaimed, making Violet snort.

Lucas shook his head in exasperation, and his eyes landed on Ginny. He gave her a quick smile as he walked past, and Ginny gave him a slightly embarrassed one back.

“Excuse me, what was that?” Violet demanded after Lucas and Ryan turned the corner.

“Um, I know. Being into older women is weird, right?” Ginny nodded in agreement.

“No no, not that. That’s not news. Ryan’s always been drooling over teachers and MILFs.” Violet waved Ginny off. “I’m talking about how you became a blushing mess around Lucas! He smiled at you and you basically melted.”

“What? No I didn’t!” Ginny exclaimed, looking to Jasmine for help.

“You definitely did.” Jasmine smiled.

“Ginny’s got a crush!” Violet sang, and Ginny hated that Violet’s killer voice made it sound so good.

“Stop, stop!” Ginny shook her head, clamping a hand over the purple-haired singer’s mouth. Jasmine laughed.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Ginny.” Jasmine told her. “Everybody has crushes.”

“I’m not ashamed of having a crush! I’m embarrassed that Vi keeps singing about it!” Ginny huffed, cheeks red. Jasmine laughed again, and nudged Violet.

“You gonna be quiet now?” she asked Violet. Violet shook her head.

“Then I’m not moving my hand.” Ginny said stubbornly, until she felt something wet slide across it.

“Ew!” Ginny gasped, yanking her hand away, freeing Violet’s mouth for another mortifying rendition of ‘Ginny’s got a crush!’

———

Isabelle Holland came up to her fellow members of the volleyball team with a worried look on her face. The group of girls had gathered in the school hallway after getting a text from Jenna.

“It’s not true, is it?” Izzy fretted. Jenna Moore, the team captain of the volleyball team, sighed.

“It is, unfortunately.” Jenna said sadly. The beautiful brunette looked downcast. Jenna had green eyes that currently looked upset, along with a pair of breasts about the size of Izzy’s, right on that border between large and very large. She was just in a tank top and jeans today.

“Practice is gonna suck today. Wait, do we even have practice without a coach?” Aria Mitchell asked. Aria was Jenna’s best friend, and the pair of them had been playing volleyball together since middle school. Aria also had brown hair, but she had green highlights dyed into hers. Her eyes were brown, and she had nice large breasts that she definitely liked to flaunt. Aria was very curvy, something that the yoga pants and the ribbed crop top she had on both accentuated.

“Yeah, without Coach, I don’t know how things are going to go.” Jenna sighed.

“Why did Coach just up and leave a month and a half into the school year?” Emily Wilkins asked, folding her arms. Emily was probably the girl that Izzy was closest with on the volleyball team, and she nodded in agreement with her Latina friend. Emily had her brown hair pulled up into a ponytail today, and she was absentmindedly biting one of her plump lips in concern. Her olive skin looked as flawless as ever, and her dark brown eyes seemed similarly concerned about the fate of the team.

“It’s not her fault.” Jenna shrugged. “She said that she has a brother across the country who got into a bad car accident, so she went to go help him while he’s recovering.”

“So is she coming back?” Aria pressed.

“Not for a while, at least. It sounded bad.” Jenna said.

“Have you heard if we’re getting a replacement coach?” Isabelle wondered.

“Nope. I haven’t heard anything.” Jenna sighed. Jenna hated not knowing what was happening with her team. She took her role as captain very seriously.

Another team member rushed up to the small group, looked harried. Nora Christopher, a slender and athletic member of the team, joined the group asking the same questions.

“We lost Coach? What happened to her?” Nora asked, as shocked by their coach’s sudden departure as the rest of the group. Nora was a pretty girl, but she didn’t get the same kind of attention as the other girls on the court, due mainly to the fact that she didn’t have the asset size that the other girls on the team had. It wasn’t like Nora wasn’t attractive, but horny high school boys preferred drooling over Aria so much more. Aria was by far the most popular member of the team, and not just because she was very slutty and loved to show off her amazing body, but because she was also genuinely a powerhouse on the court.

Nora in comparison was a more reserved girl, as compared to Aria, anyway. Nora was hardly a prude, she just wasn’t slutty like Aria did. Nor did she have the body that Aria had. Nora had medium sized breasts, slim hips, and a small toned perky ass. She did have quite striking blue eyes, but gorgeous eyes didn’t have quite the same allure to the boys in their high school. Nora didn’t care though, which Izzy had always admired. Nora was here to play volleyball, not get popular from it.

Their rivalry didn’t go past the edge of the volleyball court, but Nora and Aria did indeed have a very strong rivalry, as both girls were incredible players who wanted to be the best very very badly.

Jenna filled Nora in on everything they knew, which unfortunately wasn’t much. Izzy glanced up and down the hall for a glimpse of their sixth team member, Missy Adams, but she didn’t see her. Maybe she’d gotten held up somewhere. Missy had insanely high grades, and was always trying to help other students if they asked her for it.

“Alright, girls, the bell’s about to ring, and I don’t wanna be late to first period.” Jenna sighed. “If someone sees Missy, try and make sure she knows what’s going on. Let’s assume we still have practice today after school, but I’ll send a text if that changes.”

“Thanks, Cap.” Aria saluted, and Jenna rolled her eyes, making Aria laugh.

Nora and Emily headed off to their first period Geography class, while Izzy headed towards English, which she liked because her cousin Daisy was a student teacher in that class.

———

Jace had an amused smile on his face as Skylar dragged him through the halls of the school by the hand. It was an amazing change of pace seeing the mischief back in her green eyes, after weeks of her forcing herself to be a model student.

“We don’t have much time until the bell rings. You really wanna be late for your first class as a free woman?” Jace raised his eyebrows.

“Well, I expect you can sweet talk Coach for me.” Skylar said with a smirk. “She does seem to do whatever you say.”

“What? Since when?” Jace protested. “Kay- uh, Ms. Roberts does not do that.”

“You even call her Kayla. Trust me, that woman won’t do anything against us, because it would mean getting you in trouble too.” Skylar said confidently.

“I don’t know if I want to test that theory.” Jace said wryly.

“When did you become such a complainer?” Skylar raised an eyebrow at him. “I don’t remember there being so much whining.”

“Come on, Sky, really?” Jace shook his head. “I figured it’d be you who wants to be more responsible now, so you don’t get grounded like that again.”

“Fuck responsibility.” Skylar said fiercely. “I’m free again, and I’m not gonna sit still in class and be a good girl anymore. Now… do you want me to blow you in this empty classroom, or do you wanna go be a good boy and be there bright and early for Coach Roberts?”

There was really only one right answer to that question.

“Well, I’m off to class.” Jace said, turning around and walking down the hall with a smirk on his face. He hadn’t even made it three paces when a hand grabbed his wrist, and he looked over his shoulder to see a stormy pair of green eyes looking very unimpressed.

“Get your ass in here, Holland. I haven’t sucked your cock in three weeks and I miss it.” Skylar huffed.

“Yes, ma’am.” Jace grinned. Skylar hauled him into the classroom, shoving him towards the desk. She shrugged off her backpack carelessly, and Jace slipped his off and let it fall back onto the desk. Skylar walked forwards and kissed him fiercely, pressing her slim body against his hips, where she very much felt his rapidly hardening cock.

Skylar kissed him with a **** passion, her hands eagerly grabbing at him. His own hands cupped her waist, squeezing her as he relished feeling Sky again after three weeks. She took great pleasure in rubbing her very large breasts all over his chest, and Jace thanked whatever deity out there had given Sky a growth spurt over the last three weeks. Her newly bigger tits felt heavensent, and when Sky leaned back, he lifted his hands to grope her shamelessly. He loved the gasping moan that he elicited from the blonde heiress. He lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing and licking the sensitive skin there as her hand slipped down the front of his shorts. Her long soft slender fingers wrapped around his cock, and she gave him a familiar squeeze as he played with her melons and teased her neck.

“So good…” Skylar panted, her free arm wrapping around Jace’s neck, palm coming up to slide up the back of his head. Skylar pulled back suddenly, and Jace gave a noise of complaint as her tits were pulled from his grasp. Ignoring his protest, she lowered down to her knees, her fingers easily undoing the button of his shorts and yanking them down, leaving him in his boxers. His cock very visibly strained the soft fabric, and the bulge gave a twitch as Skylar leaned in to kiss it through his underwear. She planted three more kisses on his bulge, before she hooked her fingers in the waistband of his boxers and tugged the offending article of clothing down.

“Mmm.” Skylar hummed, her hands lifting up. One of her soft hands cupped his balls, the other came to rest at his hip. Jace was leaned back slightly against the desk in the classroom, and he gasped in delight as he felt Skylar’s warm breath on his cock as she spoke.

“Oh, I missed you.” Skylar cooed, giving his balls one last fond fondle before she moved that hand up to wrap around his cock. She happily gave his glans a passionate kiss, tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his cock.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this.” Jace groaned. Skylar raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’ve barely started, Jace. These three weeks without me better not have destroyed your stamina.” she teased. “You better not start spurting the second I start sucking.”

Jace thought of the innumerable amount of times he’d been fucking Danielle and Daisy over the three weeks without Skylar, plus the very fun events of last night, and assured Skylar she had nothing to worry about.

“Hey… you think you could pull your shirt off?” Jace asked hopefully.

“Wanna see the new goods, huh?” Skylar smirked. She crossed her arms across her torso, grasped the hem of her top, and yanked it off without hesitation, revealing the clearly expensive lacy maroon bra that was currently supporting her very large breasts. Her new and impressive cleavage was bountiful and magnetizing to his eyes, and Jace loved the view.

“Fuck, you look so good with those puppies.” Jace said, awed.

“Glad you like ‘em. I’m just happy my cousin Sasha can’t tell me how much bustier than me she is anymore.” Skylar smirked. “Maybe you can talk me into a titjob tonight at our sleepover.”

“I’m not sure there’s much I couldn’t talk you into, you know.” Jace smirked.

“Don’t get cocky, Holland.” Skylar warned, but her pretty lips instantly wrapping around his cock did slightly undercut her message. Jace groaned as the blowjob finally began, her talented and experienced tongue teasing the underside of his cock as she sucked the soul out of him. Her gorgeous green eyes gazed right up at him as she worked his pole, and Jace drank in the mind-melting view of Skylar Wayne on her knees without a shirt on. Those damn eyes were stunning to look at, and the view enhanced Skylar’s talents tenfold.

She was motherfucking talented, and Skylar was determined to make sure Jace knew it. Couldn’t let that fact slip his mind during the three weeks where she hadn’t been able to do this. The bell rang then and there, but neither of the horny blonde teens even considered stopping. Skylar may not be getting directly pleasured, but she did enjoy pleasuring her-, that is to say, pleasuring Jace. And she didn’t mind doing this for him now, because she knew that he would be happy to return the favor tonight when he came over for dinner.

It was an unfortunate family dinner with her mother’s flame, which Sky could not be less excited for, but at least she had Jace spending the night with her to make it better afterwards. Pushing all thoughts of her frustrations away, Skylar tenderly put her hands on Jace’s thighs and started deepthroating his excellent cock. Jace was throbbing eagerly in her mouth as she took more and more of him into her mouth, and she prided herself on getting just about all of him between her lips on her first go.

Skylar drew back and went in for a second attempt, and this time, she was warmed up and ready. Jace’s cock vanished like a Las Vegas magic trick between Skylar’s perfect lips, and her nose brushed his hips. Jace very much enjoyed the erotic gagging noises coming from Skylar’s throat right now, but her enthusiasm never wavered once, her head bobbing on his entire length, making him groan and clench a big handful of her long gorgeous blonde hair. Skylar was slightly miffed about him messing up the hair she’d spend all morning styling, but it was well worth it.

“Sky… I’m so fucking close.” Jace grunted. “You’re so good.”

Skylar batted her eyes innocently up at him before beginning to noisily slurp and suck on his cock. She enjoyed watching Jace’s teal eyes close in ecstasy.

“That’s my fucking girl…” she heard Jace mumble, and she couldn’t say she didn’t like that.

“Sky, I’m cumming!” Jace’s eyes flew open. Skylar appreciated the warning, but she had no intention of doing anything other than swallowing his load. It was only a second or two before Jace’s cock started spurting cum, and Skylar eagerly took every last drop.

“Better than perfect attendance, huh?” Skylar smirked after Jace finished his release. Her voice was a bit raspy from deepthroating him so vigorously, but she doubted Jace minded.

“So much better.” Jace nodded. Skylar grinned and gave Jace’s cock a loving kiss as she tucked him back into his boxers.