Who are you to argue?

"Well..." you start off, feeling slightly overwhelmed. "If you're offering..."

Sarah smiles and grabs the books off her desk and yours. She holds them all under one arm and wraps the other around your waist, cupping your ass tightly.

Her hand massages your ass tenderly as she leads you through the halls. Your cock strains against your pants.

The two of you head outside. You get a few knowing glances from the students, even from a couple of teachers, but nobody says anything.

When you reach the football field, Sarah leads you under the bleachers. She pulls you in close and kisses you hard. You have no control as her hands roam over your body.

You slide your hands up to her breasts and moan at their softness. Even through her faded t-shirt, Sarah's big breasts feel incredible.

Keeping one hand behind your head to hold you in the kiss, Sarah shifts her other hand down to your ass. Suddenly your feet are off the ground. Women really are strong now! You wrap your arms around her and enjoy the feel of her chest pressed against yours. Her tongue dances in your mouth.

Sarah lowers you into a sitting position on the ground, then pushes on your chest to make you lie on your back. She unzips your jeans, then gently pulls them off you. Next she pulls off your underwear, which she tosses near where she dropped her books.

"I'll just keep those for a trophy, if you don't mind," says Sarah with a tone that tells you she's sure you don't mind.

Sarah straddles your legs and looks down at you with a confident grin. She lifts up her skirt and fingers her pussy, which is still wet from earlier. Before you had thought of Sarah as slightly chubby, but now you can't understand why you would ever think that. Curvy or womanly, sure, but chubby would be too much. She's perfect.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll be gentle."