The Ole Alma Mater

(For Purposes of the story, all females presented are 18 and older)

Grinning to himself as he ambled along the sidewalk, Francis recalled all the things he had enjoyed about his ole alma mater. He remembered trying to look up Miss Hoover’s skirt, the time spent in the gym watching the cheerleaders and gymnasts practice, and the moment he had almost snuck in the girl’s locker room. Good times, he grinned as the school came into view.

With a click, Francis stopped the world around him and began to admire the female students frozen in the hallway. Spying a slim Asian girl bent over before her locker, his dick twitched at the taut skirt stretched across her buttocks. Grinning, he unzipped the black material and shoved it down over her hips, allowing it to pool around her feet. Grabbing at a black thong, he slid her underwear off to reveal the precious entrance to her pussy. With glee, Francis unzipped his jeans and buried his cock into the inviting orifice. He pumped his dick into the presented pussy, pounding away zealously until he burst, cramming his cum into the high school cunt. Pleased with the Asian hors d'oeuvre, Francis righted her clothing, taking care to permeate her black thong with the semen dripping from her pussy. Finally, he wiped his cock clean with her raven hair and tucked himself away, searching for his next screw.