Get some privacy

You pull back from the kiss just enough to speak, your forehead still resting against hers.

“We should probably get some privacy,” you murmur, glancing toward the classroom door. “Don’t want Ms. Meyers walking in on us.”

Chloe lets out a soft, breathy laugh, her cheeks still flushed. She bites her lip, thinking for a second, then her eyes light up with a mischievous glint.

“I’ve got a better idea,” she says. “I have keys to the volleyball club storage room. It’s usually empty all the time.”

Before you can respond, she grabs your hand and practically drags you out of the history classroom. She leads you quickly through the halls, her pleated skirt swishing with every step. A couple of girls give you curious looks as you pass, but Chloe doesn’t seem to care. She’s surprisingly eager now that she’s dropped the attitude.

She stops in front of a side door near the gym, fumbles with her keychain for a moment, and unlocks it. The two of you slip inside the storage room. It’s dimly lit, filled with stacks of volleyballs, nets, spare uniforms, and padded mats on the floor. The door clicks shut behind you.

The second you’re alone, Chloe turns and presses herself against you. You kiss her hard, and this time there’s no holding back. The kiss quickly turns sloppy and hungry, tongues sliding against each other, lips smacking wetly. You push her back against a stack of mats as your hands roam.

You tug her school blouse open, buttons popping free. Chloe helps you pull it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Her bra, a sports bra, comes off next, and her full, perky tits spill out. You immediately grope them, squeezing the soft flesh as you kiss her again. Chloe moans into your mouth.

You break the kiss and lean down, sucking one of her nipples into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around it, gently biting and tugging while your hand kneads her other breast. Chloe’s head falls back against the mats with a loud moan.

“Fuck… Jack,” she breathes, one hand gripping the back of your head, holding you against her chest. Her body arches into you as you switch sides, sucking and licking her tits with increasing hunger. Her moans echo softly in the small storage room.

She’s breathing heavily now, her long blonde hair messy and her skirt riding up her thighs. The way she’s squirming against you makes it very clear she wants more.

Chloe looks down at you, eyes dark with lust, and bites her lip.