Playing Hooky

“Opponents’ Bleachers are deserted this time of day, just can’t get caught,” Mark said, pulling Becky by the hand. He felt electrified in the presence of this girl.

Becky Schmidt had been a complete dork as long as Mark had known her. She and her dweeb friends served as nothing but fodder for jokes and pranks for the Senior football boys. What the hell happened to her?

The girl Mark had known, the scrawny, awkward thing hiding under a mop of messy blonde hair, she was gone. When Mark had first seen her sauntering down the hall, he did a double take. It was clearly Becky Schmidt, but so completely transformed.

Every now and then, Mark would peak over at perhaps the best aspect of that transformation. The girl’s breasts were magnificent; possibly the best pair Mark had ever seen in person.

Becky’s entire body was perky and full. It was a wonderland that Mark could not wait to caress.

They reached the bleachers, mercifully unseen, and Mark launched into a passionate kiss that took Becky by surprise. It didn’t take long for her to reciprocate, however.

She tasted like honey and vanilla and something deeper, more animalistic. Mark couldn’t keep his hands off of Becky, cupping her full, perky breasts with the eagerness only a teenage boy could muster.

***

Neither teen could see the pink aura building around Becky; however Becky could feel that same situation she started feeling after her odd transformation. It was like arousal, but not quite. It went beyond just being horny.

It was a sense of building. A well of energy radiating from deep inside Becky. It felt inhuman.

Becky unzipped Mark’s pants and felt his big erection. It felt so warm and alive. Becky loved it.

She fumbled Mark’s cock out of his underwear and took it deep into her mouth, relishing the sensation of the warm member on her lips and inside of her mouth.

It didn’t take long for Becky to get Mark to start grunting and howling. Meanwhile, that ****, ecstatic energy within kept building.

Just as Mark was about to cum, Becky pulled away, relishing the way the boy’s cock twitched and bounced in anticipation.

“Why don’t you put it in me for real now?”

Mark didn’t need another invitation.

***

Mark throbbed inside of Becky. His cock seemed bigger now than when he had first put it inside of her. That had been three orgasms ago.

Becky could feel the boy winding down, utterly exhausted from inhuman exertion. She was still just heating up.

No matter what happened, the energy inside Becky swelled and yet, it seemed so distant. There was a wall dividing the girl from this power. She needed...something more.

Mark let out a loud groan and Becky felt his fourth orgasm unload inside of her, hot cream coating her inner walls. Then couple collapsed in a post-coital haze.

Neither of them heard the approaching footsteps.