Doing Random Pop-ins - Part 3 (Prologue)

Extending his arm far out in front of him, Màximo grabs the door's knob and twists it with a great amount of torque. With his weight transferring into the opening of the door, Màximo glides right into the classroom, making heads turn. The first thing Màximo couldn't help but notice was this classroom's very unique setup: having a spacious and empty floor take up most of the room, and a row of fold-seat chairs that are standard in theaters and even arranged as such with how each row is higher than the one in front of it.

"Good day, Màximo. Is there something I can help you with?" a Middle-Eastern man in a grid-patterned button-down and khakis addresses Màximo's appearance from all the way across the room.

"Yeah~, uh~... I gotta ask, what class is this?"

"This is Acting 1."

"Oh~, is that why this place looks kind of like a theater?"

"Yeah, it's to help set the mood, and is also used by the Drama Club."

"Huh... well now that that's out of the way, anyone here got a charger and adapter for this phone?" Màximo asks the entire class while holding his phone up in the air.

"I do." Màximo hears someone very close in proximity to him from his right.

Màximo looks to where the voice came from and sees a White girl with bone-straight blonde hair with her hand raised and says, "Give me it, I need to charge my phone."

"No problem."

The girl gets up from her chair, straightening down her white short-sleeve which barely goes past the waistline of her baggy black sweatpants. As the girl rotated her body, Màximo would see in the ephemeral moment of her turning, the fat ass which she possessed on that body of moderate build. Even without the tight hug of conventional women's clothing, Màximo was still able to see the way the girl's butt jutted out from underneath her baggy clothing, how it was the highlight of seeing her in profile view. Facing her seat, she bends over at the waist to reach into her handbag which she had behind herself and starts rummaging through to get what has been asked of her. While she searches, a thump on some sort of surface is heard, and quickly after that one can another be heard, but just as quickly as those two noises were made, the girl would then feel something grab at her hips, and then feel something hit against her rear: it was Màximo. Màximo—like the horny young man with free reign he was—went and stepped up onto the wooden platform which supported the theater-like rows of seats, and gave the girl one big ol' dry hump. The girl was in no way caught off guard by this pseudo act of sexual ****, the reason for this being because she expected it, and so did most other people inside the school. Màximo's dirty deeds had circulated around the school, letting everyone know that certain things would only be done by Màximo, meaning that those certain things would now not be met with one's response since they already knew what was going on; this being shown by how the girl ignores Màximo instead of looking back to see who would dare come onto her in such a heinous way.

"Here you go. I'm very sorry that it took so long." she says, looking back over her shoulder as she hands Màximo a cable and adapter.

"Don't be, bitch. And also stay like this - don't sit that fat ass down." Màximo snatches the items and degrades the girl who was so kind enough to help him.

Like she was told, she stayed put, her ass poking out and looking perfect for the taking. Hooking his fingers into her pants and also her underwear, Màximo started taking down her sweats, but not knowing about her having its drawstring tied, Màximo would encounter some resistance when pulling them down, leading him to brute-**** them down and stretch out the drawstring as he tugged his way through. He would eventually get her pants and undergarment around her ankles and stare upon her very thick and soft ass cheeks, causing his bulge to pulsate.

"Okay, good job, the five of you. Which five would like to go next?" the teacher began speaking.

"Hm?" Màximo's focus shifted to the classroom as he wanted to know what was going on, even more than getting a piece of the blonde's ass.

The five male students who'd been standing in the open floor ever since Màximo entered the room began walking to rows of chairs, and there were students now raising their hands.

"Hold on, y'all. Wait a second. Just what is it y'all are doin' right now?" Màximo asks, casually touching the girl's ass in the meantime.

"I'm having groups of five come up in front of everyone to do an improv exercise known as one-word story." the teacher answers.

"And how does that work?"

"Each member says one word, then in whatever order was decided, the next person says a word, and so on. The point is to try and tell a story."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Màximo thinks to himself, and after a short while, smacks the girl's ass out of nowhere, breaking the silence with the sound of his unexpected strike, "Sounds boring. I think I've got a better idea! So, teach..." he points at the teacher, "keep your mouth shut for the rest of this period."

Màximo steps down onto the floor and walks to an outlet where he then plugs his phone in for it to charge, also setting his bag down next to it.

"Let's do some REAL improv! None of this baby, warm-up stuff. Instead there'll be a group of fi— nuh-uh, TEN! Yeah, a group of— how many students are in class today?"

"Twenty." the teacher answers.

"Perfect. What's gonna happen is a group of ten will come up here and do improv until I tell them to stop. The group must agree on a setting, and agree on who will be the first three people to start out the act; people on the sidelines who are gonna be waiting behind those curtains can come in whenever they see fit. You are free to do absolutely anything if you think it helps with the act, no restrictions, use anything in this room... well except for those who aren't a part of your group. But what I want you all to try and do the most is incorporate sexual things into your ideas." Màximo goes to where the seats are and sits himself down in an unoccupied chair, "So feel free to say and do anything obscene, vulgar, wacky, whatever, and also please do not shy away from having sexual intercourse or outercourse with your peers for the sake of theater. Anything the actors do will be inherently respectful, so don't think anything bad is taking place. Now, whoever wants to participate for the first improv, go up now." Màximo finishes telling the class what to do.

All at once the sounds of bags shuffling, seats squeaking, and the thumping of the wooden platform can be heard as those willing to go first make their move. Gathering at the center of the floor inside of the tape that created a rectangle as to indicate stage boundaries were four males and six females, with one of the females being the blonde he got the cable and adapter from; her pants and panties are still down and her bush is completely available for the class to lay eyes on. A Black guy in the group asks the others if it's okay that the setting be a café, something everyone unanimously agrees on without issue. That same guy who suggested the setting also volunteers to be the first actor and everyone agrees again, relieving him of the duty of having to stick around and listen closely to what his peers say, opting instead to go around the room and grab props to set up what he believes is a suitable environment for the setting. During that, a White girl, an Asian girl, and a Hispanic guy from the group volunteer to take the remaining spots, and like the amicable bunch they are, they let them. It didn't take too long for the guy to have the stage set up with three desks arranged in a row in the downstage left with a coffee mug on top of one of the desks, and away in what could be considered the upstage right was a desk with chairs occupying either ends of it, and the same went for the upstage left in terms of there also being a desk with chairs on either ends.

"I think we're good to go." the guy who arranged everything said to Màximo as he was positioned behind the row of tables.

"Okay. Then AC— wait, no, hold on, one more thing. In addition to incorporating sexual and inappropriate things into your act, try to be comedic. This goes for the next group as well, so be sure you all remember what I've told this group." Màximo says.

"Understood." the guy says, giving Màximo two thumbs-up; every other student in the room also nodding.

"Good. Now, AC— wait, wait, sorry. Um... if you find yourself not doing anything in the act, don't really try to **** yourself to continue if you feel like you really don't have anything good. Just instead try to get out of your peers' way and like... engage in some sort of sexual activity in the meantime - doesn't have to be a part of the act. And be sure to act as if you're enjoying it and really want it." Màximo announces once more.

All the students nod.

"'Kay. ACTION!" Màximo gives the go-ahead and resigns himself to watching some amateur theater as he could use a little bit of a break from moving around.