Never Gonna Give You Up

Before you knew it, Nancy had yanked you up barely leaving you time to grab your bag on the way out the door. Once you were both out in the hall her demeanour changed, she had a smile on her face and her arm around your waist. Deciding to just roll with it your dropped your own are around her and that’s when you noticed the looks you were getting. They weren’t looking at you as a loving couple but as someone being tormented.

You’ve never really had a girlfriend so revelling in this shouldn’t be too bad for a while at least, when Nancy was distracted by some of her friends you felt another tug at your arm. It was Dana pulling you aside.

“Are you okay? Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Hey, sis, yes I’m fine. Have you met my new girlfriend?”

“Oh, I know who she is and what she’s doing.”

“She’s been nothing but nice to me. I’m really okay.”

“Can’t you see how she tormenting you?” Nancy pops back over and plants a kiss on your cheek eliciting a gasp from Dana.

“Yeah, really tormenting me with soft kisses.”

“Really, you can’t see this?”

“Why don’t you stay out of it, he’s my boyfriend now so back off little miss heathen.” Nancy decided to chime in on your conversation. She could still be an actual bully to others in her own religiously righteous way. Nancy and Dana used to be friends when they were younger, going to church camps, the whole bit until Dana told her that she didn’t believe in God anymore and that was the end of it.

Dana looks back to you, “Seriously, she’s using you, she is doesn’t like you at all.”

“Really sis, I’m fine. I’ll see you later.” It really was sweet how much Dana was looking out for you in what she saw as me getting bullied. You’d have to find a way to reassure her that I was fine.

“Now that she’s gone, let’s go. Everyone is going to know that you’re my boyfriend, and I mean everyone. I will fix you yet.”

“I’m not sure how much of this I can take, at least we’re not like real boyfriend and girlfriend though. We’re just holding hands like we’re in grade school.”

“Oh it’s going to get worse now that you’re my boyfriend, don’t you worry about that.”

You both ducked around a corner and Nancy pushed me through a door into a dark, empty classroom. At any other time having one of my school tormentors doing this would have sent a shiver through you for en entirely different reason than the shiver currently shooting through your spine. Being as forceful as ever, she continued to push you back until you hit a table and then she sat you down on the chair and she sat on your lap.

“Ready to see heaven now you homosexual heathen?”

All you could do was nod in return. You were stunned with how forceful Nancy was being and wasn’t sure if it was just her being extraordinarily “cruel” as she saw it or if this is how she thought a couple would normally behave. Either way you were into it, you aren’t sure if it was the years of torment brought down by the girls of the school but seeing a strong woman take charge really got you going.

The kisses were aggressive but passionate at the same time and you could feel her breasts squashing into your chest. Instinctually you put your hands on her hips to rest while she ground herself into your crotch area. It didn’t take long before your cock was straining against your pants but Nancy didn’t let up, she was determined to torment you one way or another but this time, you really didn’t mind so much. Her lips were soft and she was still making out with you with a passion that could only be described as religious fervour, like she was on a mission from God to make it the best kiss she possibly could. All the while your face was being devoured she had found a rhythm and you could feel the warmth from her pussy through her panties and your pants rubbing back and forth over the almost painful erection in your pants. She knew what she was doing and wasn’t as innocent as people thought.

You bring your hands from her waist around to the front of her top and begun to undo the buttons, she pulled away from the kiss was a small smile on her face to help you. With her top undone, bra and cleavage exposed she came back down and you could now feel the heat from the valley between her breasts combines with the mingling breaths you were both panting out. It was a powerful mixture and before you knew it she pulled away again, stood up, re-clasping the buttons on her top, blew you a kiss and turned to leave.

“There will be plenty more where that came from sodomite.”

You still couldn’t get over how much these people really thought they were tormenting you. Right now even with a hard on straining in your pants and a little bit of blue balls you can’t help but still be amazed at the last few days and what would be coming down in the future. As you sit there in the afterglow you see someone at the door but with you mind a little distracted you can’t quite make out who it is until the door opens.