She lets him take her back into the lockers.

{if Sluttery > 60}"You bet, stud," Nat breathes. "But...not here..."

His hands tighten almost painfully on her waist. "Where, then?"

"I dunno," Nat gasps. "Surprise me..."{else}"Can we...can we go somewhere?" Nat gasps, uncertain.

"Sure thing, babe. Where d'you wanna go?"

"Oh...uh...I dunno...somewhere more...private?"{endif}

"Done," the boy growls, and he scoops her up in his arms. Nat squeals as he cups her body in his long, muscular arms, striding easily with her - like I'm his prize - across the wet shower and into the locker rooms. She feels a frisson of anticipation as he carries her unresisting form into the black-painted boys' section. He's really gonna do it... Nat traces one hand {if Sluttery > 40}eagerly{else}tremblingly{endif} over his dark, firm pectoral.

The first narrow row of lockers they turn into is occupied by two boys roughly spitroasting a blackband, who gags and sputters as she grips the bench, body shaking with lust and the impact of their cocks. The boy carrying Nat just laughs and turns to go.

"Greenband! Nice!" one of the boys fucking the blackband comments, and Nat {if Sluttery < 60}blushes furiously and hides her face against her boy's chest as he grins and gives them a thumbs-up. She's suddenly acutely aware of her situation. Oh God...I'm going to be fucked in the locker room...like a blackbanded whore... She's glad no one else seems to be back here...at least right now.{else}laughs and flips them off as the boy carrying her chuckles and gives them a thumbs-up. Fuck those guys...I've got as much right to dick as any blackband...maybe more, since I actually want it rather than just need it!{endif}

The next row is empty, and Nat yelps as the boy lays her down on the cold, hard bench that runs between the banks of lockers. "Not exactly a feather bed, sorry, Princess," he says with a little laugh. "But I figure it's enough for you right now, huh?"

{if Sluttery > 80}"Anywhere's good as long as you fuck me," Nat groans. She reaches toward him with her feet, trying to pull him closer.{elseif Sluttery > 60}"Mmhm," Nat purrs, her legs falling open invitingly.{elseif Sluttery > 40}"Yeah...yeah," Nat pants. The heat between her legs is a constant, burning need, and she doesn't resist at all as he parts her knees.{else}"Unnf...yeah...this, this is fine," Nat stammers, blushing slightly. She squirms as he traces a hand down her belly, then her thigh, sending tingles of pleasure through her, radiating out from under his touch. His hand reaches her knees and she lets him pull her legs open, heat growing in her core.{endif} He grins down at her, then scoots her roughly toward him so that her rear is at the end of the bench.

"Ready?" he growls. Nat stares down at him between her legs, at his long, thick, dark cock swollen for her. A drop of precum hangs at the tip as he takes it in one hand and slides it up and down her outer lips. Nat whimpers{if Sluttery > 40} with desire{else}, bites her lip,{endif} and nods. With a grin, the boy nudges between her folds and pushes forward, sliding into her.

Nat's head tilts back as all the air leaves her lungs in a single, gasping breath. He's...so big! {if Sluttery > 40}God I love a good cock...{endif} The boy's filled her up, stretching her cunt deliciously. Nat groans as he keeps pushing, luxurious heat radiating out from her cunt as she stretches to accommodate him, and he stops just shy of bumping her cervix. Nat's chest is already heaving as she pants for breath, the overwhelming feeling of being completely stuffed dominating her senses.

"Fuck yeah! You're so tight," the boy groans. "Hey, look down here, babe." Nat, brain foggy, manages to lift her head and gaze down her own body. Past her panting breasts with their now pointed pink nipples, she can see his long cock sunk into her, an inch or two of it still not inside. She whimpers {if Sluttery > 60}with disappointment. Oh, I'm not enough...{else}with disbelief. That's...that's all inside me...?!{endif} The boy doesn't seem to notice, though, grinning at her wickedly. "Get ready, babe. I'm gonna rock your world!" As she watches, he draws back, his thick cock shimmery with her juices.

Then he begins to thrust and Nat's mind goes blank.

As her eyes roll back in her head and she loses herself to the waves of pleasure roiling through her body, she becomes vaguely aware that someone - she? - is letting out a series of high-pitched gasps in time with the mystery boy's strokes. He's fucking her hard, though not entirely inconsiderately, and each time he reaches her full depth it's like there's a little explosion of fireworks in her guts. Then as he pulls back the head of his cock ripples along her walls and it's like the best massage she's ever gotten. She can feel herself getting close, her body tightening, stretching toward the orgasm that she knows she's earned for being such a good little slut for him. {if Sluttery > 60}Fuck yes...so close...never want anything else...{elseif Sluttery > 40}Fuck yes...he's good...oh, he's good...{elseif Sluttery > 20}Fuck...yes...that's good...oh, been too long...{else}Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck! This is...so much...!{endif}

She feels like her mind is shattering, or melting, as he fucks her fast and ruthlessly, building a delirium in her around his beautiful, powerful cock. The boy is panting, too, grinning with delight and exertion as he fucks her. "Fuck, you're good! What a good girl...close to cumming now..." He pins her to the bench with one hand as he lifts her leg over his shoulder to get better access to her pussy with the other. "Almost...there..."

Nat lets out a little shriek as he punctuates his words with two deep, firm drives into her cunt. He's gonna cum...{if Sluttery > 80}Yes! Yes, cum in me...cum in me, let me feel it, I want it so bad, no matter the cost...{elseif Sluttery > 60}inside? Oooh, god, yes, I want that...even if it's worse for me...it's like a ****...{elseif Sluttery > 40}where? In me? On me? I almost don't care...but I guess...guess it would be better...not to absorb that all...{else}in me? Oh...I shouldn't...shouldn't let him do that...maybe I can beg him to paint me instead...though that will really make me look like a whore...{endif} She bites her lip{if Sluttery < 80}, torn{endif}. A {if Sluttery > 60}big {endif}part of her wants him to cum right in her. And that would certainly be less obvious. But she also knows{if Sluttery > 60}, somewhere deep inside,{endif} that it would be worse for her NFE...