The library

This alternate reality sure has been fun. You head towards the school’s library, wondering if anything fun could possibly be happening there. There’s a bunch of couples fucking on the sofas, and another brunette is being nailed against the bookshelf.

There’s no question about you wanting to get your dick wet once more, but you’ve already came twice this morning. A man’s got to rest, even in a place like this.

You take a seat on a sofa. Three prefects sit down opposite you a short while later. They look eighteen, each dressed in the standard prefectorial uniform, a crisp white shirt overlaid by a dark blue pinafore, starting with wide straps at their shoulders and ending in a pleated skirt just above their knees. The only visible modification that appears to have been made to their uniform is a vertical cut up each girl’s skirt right in the middle, so that each skirt can be neatly folded aside for easy access to their pussy.

You lean back and openly ogle them, your cock beginning to perk up as you notice the swell their breasts make underneath the pinafore. They’re huddled around a laptop, the one to your right, one of the brunettes, pointing at the screen as she leans against the middle girl’s shoulder. Both brunettes and bespectacled, they take turns to smile, and that’s pretty cute.

You notice two black boys heading your way.

“Here to fuck them?” you ask them.

“Yeah,” the taller one replies.

“Well, me too.”

The taller one shrugs and makes to leave. Apparently the hierarchy still works here — the Headmaster has first pick over the babes he wants to nail.

“Wait, don’t leave. I was thinking maybe we could play a sexy game, the six of us.”

“Sure,” the boy says. “We’ve got some time.”

“Alright girls,” you say. “Free yourselves up for a while for us, will you?”

Instantly, the laptop screen goes down, and three cute girls look up at you.

“When those two lovely black boys sit down, I want each of you to take a seat between two boys, alright?”

The sofa is in the shape of a circle, a small opening engraved between the couches to enable people to walk in and out, but otherwise completely closed and secluded. The boys sit down, each of you a hundred and twenty degrees apart, and obediently, the three prefects fill the missing spots in the circle.

The black haired girl is on your right, and the brunette who’s was the middle is on your left. The last girl sits opposite you.

“Right. Girls, I want you to stick your legs in the air, and spread them out as far as they can go.”

Both black boys already have a hand on their cock as they witness the lewd act. As the girls spread their legs, the skirts they have on cleave apart, allowing each of you a clear look at their pretty pussies. And of course, six smooth, well toned thighs leading to three perky butts hang in the air for your viewing pleasure as well.

“Now, put those thighs on top of those of the boys next to you.”

Two creamy white thighs settle on top of your legs, rubbing inches away from your dick. You smile, and hook their legs around your calf, pulling their leg towards you. Half your body is now in explicit, sexual contact with the bare legs of a horny teen.

“That was just to make ourselves more comfortable,” you say. “Now, why don’t you all introduce yourselves before we start the game.”

The two boys are Michael and Darwin, two members of the basketball team. The girl opposite, a brunette with round, thin-framed glasses introduces herself as Abigail. And the girls by your sides are Noelle and Wynnona.

“It’s essentially ‘Spin the Bottle’,” you say. “We take turns spinning the bottle on the floor over there, and we’ll have thirty seconds together with the person it points to. You can do whatever you want in that thirty seconds, alright? The first girl to cum loses.”

Michael, the taller boy, speaks. “Darwin and I will DP whoever cums first, I guess. We gotta run off for class soon.”

“Right,” you say. “If you lose, your forfeit is going to be getting fucked by those two black studs.”