You walk in on an orgy

You and Jessica burst in the door, ready to save the day, and are hit in the face by the stench of sex, sweat and fluid heavy in the air. A class of students is laid out across the floor and desks and tables, coupled with each other in every conceivable position: a girl with short black hair is bent across the table at the front of the class, being taken from the front and back by two athletic-looking guys with cropped hair. Right in front of the tables, a nerdy-looking kid is being ridden by a blonde dressed in light pink clothes, and his face is straddled by a brunette in a tight top. The girls are leaning forward and running their hands over each other's bodies as they press their faces together in a sloppy kiss. Every inch of the classroom is covered in similar displays of abandon, and no sexual organ is left unoccupied.

"Do you think whoever did this is still in here?" asks Jessica.

You barely hear her. You're watching the orgy, entranced.

"Hey, Mel?"

A feeling starts to grow in you. Not from any one place, it suffuses your whole being, and it grows until it feels like your whole body is on fire. Your lips feel dry, but your mouth is damp. Come to think of it, that's not all that's damp. Your breath starts to catch in your throat.

"Mel, are you okay?" Jess puts her hand on your shoulder and you whip your head around to her. She's beautiful. You've never seen a more perfect figure as long as you've lived. Her lips are full and her hair falls down impeccably across her lithe, toned body. You take a step forward and look up into your eyes.

"Oh, shit" says Jessica, putting the hints together just as something within you breaks and you lunge at her, pressing your body into hers and grinding against her thighs, **** for release. She flinches back and your probing mouth can't reach hers. Your arms grab around her, holding her against you as she thrashes, surprised.

"Snap out of it, Mel! Get off of me!"

Her words don't mean anything to you, and the sensations you're getting to your needy snatch aren't enough anymore. You start trying to pull down your jeans.

"No! Hey, no! Stop!" Before you can get them off of your body, though, Jess grabs your arms and holds them. You struggle, but she's too strong and your arms are useless. You flail your body from side to side, **** to fill the aching need you feel desperately in every corner of your body. Jess comes close several times to losing you. Even you don't know what you would do set free.

"Fuck..." mutters Jess to herself, eyes knit. She sighs and deftly plunges a hand down the front of your pants, between your jeans and panties. You stop, surprised, then start to moan as her fingers start to rub against your pussy. Your eyes flutter closed and a supreme sense of bliss overtakes you. You feel like you'll never want or need anything ever again as long as you live. Your body starts to slack as pure relaxation overtakes you.

"Hey, woah, stay up!" You nod, and right your body. Whatever she says is your world. The feelings coursing through you have rendered your mind absolute and unchanging. Nothing but Jessica is reaching you from outside. You smile.

"Maybe we can find out what's going on in here. Come on, Mel." Jess starts to walk through the class, carefully guiding you around the bodies of oversexed students on the ground. You follow her, but lag slightly behind, forcing her fingers to dig more sharply into the folds of your locus of pleasure.