Kevin's ready for some relief, he just doesn't realize how much

"Come on, get up! " the blonde-streaked brunette commanded eagerly. Her eyes opening wide, she excitedly exclaimed, "Oh! Let's try a different position!" The little bundle of energy hopped up onto the fake wood group-work table and grinned down at Kevin. "Come fuck me on here."

Determined not to lose to the petite girl, Kevin stood and walked over to the table. This time he set the pace, cupping the side of Cassie's face and leaning in to kiss her. He was firm, but not aggressive. He slowly pressed his lips to hers, enjoying just that for a moment, before opening his lips. His partner followed his lead, allowing his tongue in and letting it toy with hers, before playfully tangling hers in it. Seeking physical contact, his free hand moved to caress her upper arm, while her hands reached up to gently trace patterns on his chest.

They played like that for a while, energetic and excited, but not out of control. Eventually, Kevin pulled back, looked the naked girl in front of him up and down, then fixed his hazel eyes on her sky-blue ones. "You ready?" he asked with a grin.

"Oh, baby, you know it," Cassie answered; her voice was hungry, but somehow still full of pep. Leaning back on the table, she pushed her ass to the edge and said, "Come on, baby. Fuck me."

Kevin wasn't one to say no to a lady, and certainly not to a cock-hungry cheerleader. He was still rock-hard from Cassie riding him, but the playful kiss had given him a chance to cool down and move back from the edge. Stepping forward, he lined his still-slick member up with his partner's smooth entrance and slowly pushed it in.

She was tighter than she had been; not as tight as when they'd first started, but some of the stretching had definitely been undone since he was last inside her. Trying to be considerate, he worked his way in slowly, only to be met with a whine from Cassie when he was about a third of the way in.

"Faster, baby, faster. I want you to fuck me," the impatient brunette demanded.

Kevin shrugged and grabbed Cassie's hips. He withdrew until just the tip of his rod was inside her, then pulled her toward him as he violently thrust himself in to the hilt. He was rewarded with a sharp gasp, then staggered high-pitched moans as he began to slam away at her, pumping in and out as fast as he could.

From his position above her, Kevin had a wonderful view of Cassie's whole body, from the blissful expression on her face, to her bouncing handfuls, to her protruding clit. It was the last of these three that he zeroed in on. Her little button was sticking out from under its hood, begging to be sucked on. Being unable to do so at the moment, Kevin decided to do the next best thing.

Leaning forward, he pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand against Cassie's glossy lips. The cheerleader probably didn't know what her partner was planning, but nevertheless locked her playful eyes on his and obediently opened her mouth. Her lithe little tongue was amazing; Kevin knew that from kissing her, but having her felate his fingers was an entirely different sensation. The way her tongue flitted about and flicked at his fingers, occasionally taking the time to suck hard up and down their length, gave Kevin an idea of what a blowjob from the brunette must feel like, making him even harder as he continued to drill into her.

Kevin let himself enjoy the feeling of Cassie's mouth on his fingers for a while longer, then reluctantly withdrew them. The petite cheerleader looked up at him in confusion and disappointment as he raised his hand and rubbed his slick fingers against his thumb. Satisfied, he lowered his hand to where he and his partner were joined with his lubricated digits and began toying with the petite girl's clit.

Cassie jumped at the first contact, letting out a gasp that turned into a high-pitched yelp as one of Kevin's thrusts bottomed out in her. She began to lose it when he started rubbing the little nub in circles, her breath coming in shuttering pants that were broken up by Kevin's continued pounding. She finally broke when he tugged at the little nubbin. Letting out an intense high-pitched whine that Kevin was fairly sure someone must have heard, the petite brunette's back arched up off the table and she clamped down on Kevin so hard that he thought he might break.

Her pussy was even tighter than when she had first mounted him, so tight that it actually hurt a little, but it was a good hurt. Kevin had no idea how he was keeping from cumming. It must have been his wish to keep up with the energetic girl now shivering below him as he continued to pump into her pulsing confines, because there was no way he could have stood up to the insane amount of pleasure he was feeling before he got his ring.

Kevin dutifully continued to slam into Cassie as her whole body contracted in orgasm, holding her hips to steady her body as she moaned and spasmed on top of the table. When her body calmed down a bit, she lifted her head and looked up at him with a shaky smile and those ever-energetic sky-blue eyes, her blonde-streaked brunette hair swaying with his unabated pounding.

"Th- That's three," the cheerleader managed, clearly barely in control. After another quick thrust to the hilt, Cassie's head fell back to the table and she began to let out a series of quick high-pitched moans in time with her partner's movements. Reaching up to roughly knead her breasts, she begged, "Oh, yes, baby. Don't stop. S- So good. Make it last for me, baby. Please."

Never one to do things in half-measures, Kevin set himself to his task. He tightened his grip on the petite girl's hips for leverage and built up speed as he began to fuck his partner even harder. He was immediately rewarded with more high-pitched moans and the sight of the petite brunette's firm chest bouncing wildly in her hands as her tight pussy clenched down on his generous member.

His cock began to twitch and throb inside Cassie, and Kevin knew he was finally reaching the limit of his new body. Looking up at him, a touch of anxiety, as well as what almost looked like eagerness, in her sky blue-eyes Cassie asked, "You're gonna pull out out, right? Please don't come inside; it's not a good day."

Kevin actually considered blowing his load inside her; it would be hilarious to see one of the popular kids freak out, and he could wish away any consequences of filling her up if he wanted. Cassie had never directly been an ass to him though, so he decided to return the favor and do what she asked. It would be fun to paint the cheerleader white anyway.

He thrust into Cassie a few more times, then pulled his massive rod out of her with a pop and started pumping its slick length. Kevin basked in the feeling of his oncoming orgasm as the familiar sensation began to pulse through his length. His first shot went long, splashing against Cassie's cheek and up into her carefully blonde-streaked brunette hair, gluing her left eye shut in the process.

Kevin was about to apologize, when the girl below him began to quiver and convulse, moaning in what almost looked like the beginnings of another orgasm. Before Kevin could process what was happening, his cock blasted another rope of cum toward the girl. The second shot didn't go quite as far as the first, hitting her right breast across the nipple and causing her to buck her hips. Kevin kept pumping his cock to the amazing view in front of him, splashing his third and final shot onto her stomach, watching the tight muscles there expand and contract as she gasped for breath.

Watching the his petite partner on the table begin to pant in recovery, his thick white cum staining her perfect skin and carefully maintained hair, Kevin muttered, "I wish I could keep cumming."

Apparently tinking they were done, the cum splattered cheerleader on the table pushed herself up on her elbows and stared at Kevin dreamily with the eye that hadn't been glued shut. "That makes four, and wow, that was hot," she said in her usual cheery bubbly manner, energetic as ever. "I fucking love it when guys cum on me, and yours is so—" Whatever she had been about to say was cut off by a gasp, quickly followed by a moan, as Kevin shot another warm load across her body.

Cassie shut her eyes tight and quickly fell into the throws of yet another orgasm. Kevin grunted and let out even more cum, the pleasure from his own orgasm extending as well. He could feel his enhanced balls churning as he shot out load after load, painting the writhing brunette and the table beneath her white. When he was finally done, more of Cassie was covered in his seed than not.

Still slightly panting from her second bukake induced orgasm, Cassie wiped the cum from her eyes and looked up at Kevin with one of her trademark smiles, the expression somehow still perky despite his cum oozing over her lips. The inexplicably energetic girl pushed herself up onto her elbows again and locked her sky-blue eyes onto Kevin's hazel ones.

"Five. Five. Wow. Just so you know, no guy's given me more than three before. You are a beast, Kevin Scott," Cassie rattled off at an excited pace, the parts of her that weren't covered in cum almost glowing. "Sam never told me you came like a fucking fire-hydrant. If she'd mentioned that, I would have jumped you months ago."

Kevin tried to think fast as he let out a nervous laugh to buy time. Striking upon an idea, he explained, "I kind of asked her to leave that part out. Believe it or not, a lot of girls aren't crazy about it when a guy cums buckets."

Cassie sat upright and took Kevin's hands in her sticky ones, "Well, they're idiots, and you don't have to worry about them anymore, because I'm not letting anyone else have you. We are officially dating, starting right now. I'd be an idiot to let you get away."

Kevin wasn't at all sure how he felt about that, but he wasn't about to argue with the cum-drenched girl at the moment. Letting go of her cum-covered hands, he wiped his off on his jeans, then realized that they had a problem. "Um, Cassie, do you have anything to, y'know, clean up with?"

The brunette froze, her eyes going wide. She anxiously bit her lip as she slowly shifted her gaze downward to her cum-coated body, idly rubbing some of the mess into her skin as she did. In an slightly less cheery voice than usual, she smiled weakly and said, "The towel I brought with me definitely isn't going to be enough to clean this up."

"I mean, it's worth a try," Kevin suggested, formulating a plan, "I wish that Cassie's towel was enough to clean both of us, and that Cassie doesn't freak out that it can."

Cassie walked across the room to where their bags were, dripping cum all over the floor as she did. Opening her bag, her face lit up and she said, "Oh! I forgot I brought this towel. Don't worry, we'll be fine."

Even with a magic towel, it took a while to clean the cum and other fluids off of the floor, table, and most of all Cassie, who seemed almost disappointed to have to wipe it off of herself. Kevin was just finishing drying off the stain Cassie left had on his pants — the towel really was enough to clean everything, regardless of whether it should be able to or not—when a phone alarm rang from the corner of the room.

"Oh, shoot!" Cassie said, running over to her bag and digging her phone out. The view of her bending over to get it was enough to cause stirrings in Kevin's jeans, which he opted to ignore for the time being; sex was a workout, and he was sore.

The energetic little brunette hopped up and walked over to Kevin, pep in her step despite the pout on her face. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him in for a quick kiss and said, "I'm really sorry about this, babe, but I've got to run. I have a group project in fourth period and I have to get ready early. My group will totally screw it up if I don't have everything laid out for them."

Kevin placed his hands comfortably on Cassie's hips and replied, "It's cool. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"You'll talk to me tonight, mister. Jess has my number," the petite girl corrected firmly. Pushing herself up on her toes, she gave Kevin one last quick peck on the lips, then spun out of his arms and skipped over to pick up her bag.

Staring after the little ball of perpetual energy as she left the room, Kevin wasn't sure exactly what had just happened or what he'd gotten himself into. Cassie was fun, but she was also exhausting, and he wasn't even sure he wanted a girlfriend. It didn't really matter though, with his ring and genie, he could easily wish his way out of a relationship without a problem.

Kevin walked over to the corner and picked up his bag. Slinging it over his shoulder, he contemplated his next move. He'd thoroughly dealt with the issue of his virginity, maybe a bit too thoroughly if his aching muscles were any indication. What did he want to do next?