Sex-intensive

At lunchtime, you catch Amy's eye and beckon to her. The two of you slip into a janitor's closet, and close the door.

In the pitch blackness, Amy gives a pleasant yelp of surprise as you grab her by the waist and pull her crotch to yours, so she can feel your tent against her stomach. Her hand finds the back of your head and pulls you down for a ravenous, **** kiss, the pair of you hungrily pressing your mouths together. This is how I express my love, you realise, as your left hand reaches under Amy's shirt to explore her back whilst your right hand squeezes her perfect bum cheeks. Suddenly you feel one of Amy's hands working its way under your belt, to start fondling your dick, your kiss growing more frantic as the pleasure grows. However, before you can go any further, the bell for the next class rings.

With a sigh, you disentangle yourselves from one another, straightening your clothes to be a bit more presentable.

"Shit, I was really hoping for more," sighs Amy.

"Well, there's always after school," you grin.

"I like where you're head's at, Mr Abbott," laughs Amy cheekily. "My parents are away for the whole week - why don't you come round to my place?"

"Sounds good," you reply.

"Although," adds Amy, trailing a finger down your chest, "I did promise them I wouldn't misbehave."

"Then I guess it's good I'm a sucker for bad girls," you whisper, placing your hand over hers. Amy gives you a quick kiss goodbye, before you slip out of the cupboard and head off to your lessons.

In geography class, you find your mind wondering as the teacher drones on. Your neighbour clears their throat, and you glance over to see Lauren - who has always been unkind to you - slowly unbuttoning the top buttons of her shirt, angling her chest slightly so you have a perfect view of her fantastic cleavage. You hear someone's breath catch to your left, and glance over to see quiet, reserved Cassy rubbing her crotch under the desk. She glances over at you, and blushes deeply as your eyes meet, quickly turning back to her work - but her rubbing only intensifies. Horny as you are after your encounter with Amy, you are deeply tempted to have either of these girls as an afternoon snack - or maybe both together!

Suddenly you realise what you are thinking. What kind of boyfriend to Amy would you be, if Lauren and Cassy - who are practically strangers to you - can lure you into being disloyal? You don't want to be an adulterer as an adult! Never mind the questionable ethics of using these girls for your hormone-driven fantasies. Amy, at least, you're confident is resistant to the effects of your allure, and at least some of her normal mind chose you willingly. More pressingly, if Lauren's boyfriend - the buff captain of the rugby team - ever finds out you so much as looked at her funnily, you'll be dead. No, you just want to pour all of your sexual energy and affections into Amy. Perhaps you can actively reduce the power of your pheromones.

Closing your eyes, you imagine yourself contracting, sucking the invisible pheromones back into your body. To your slight surprise, it seems to actually work! Cassy's naughty masturbation slows and eventually stops, whilst Lauren blinks confusedly and does up a couple of buttons, shaking her head with confusion. With a sigh, you relax. You've found the girl of your dreams, and she'll be enough for you.

When you arrive at Amy's house after school, you've barely crossed the threshold when she jumps onto you, wrapping her legs around your waist and kissing you intensely. Your arms hug her smooth, soft back - she's wearing only sexy black lingerie. The pair of you blindly stagger through the hallway, dropping your bag as you go, crashing from wall to wall, not caring if you destroy the entire house you're so consumed in your passion for one another.

She throws you down on the sofa, straddling you, impatiently kissing you with those perfect pink lips. Soon your shirt comes off, and she strokes and kisses your chest with such passion she is positively writhing on top of you. Next go the trousers and underwear, and out springs ol’ faithful. With a savage, primal smile, Amy dives mouth-first onto it, licking it all over before pulling up with a fierce suck. Then down, up, down up, with her tongue whipping around your cock and sucking all the way, looking up at you with those big green eyes and a devilish expression. Feeling between her legs with one hand, you realise she is soaking wet. Soon she is bobbing up and down at a tremendous rate, the tip of your cock just touching the back of her throat each time as your penis submerges balls-deep, both of you moaning rhythmically to her beat. The pace is unbearable, and before you know it, you feel pulses travelling through your penis, and soon you are cumming right into her mouth.

“MMMMMMH!” Amy's whole body shakes, fluid dribbling out of her pussy, but her mouth stays faithfully clamped on your penis. You can feel her tongue flicking around your dick, hoovering up every last drop of cum as she eagerly swallows it all. When there was not a single sperm cell left unswallowed, she releases your cock, laughing dazedly and collapsing on the sofa beside you.

“Oh my God,” she gasps. “That tastes so good. It’s like liquid ambrosia… oh, I could consume nothing but that for the rest of my life…”

Finally, Amy comes around to her senses, lazily propping her teardrop-shaped face next to you with one arm.

“Did you like that?” she asks, her voice low.

“It was phenomenal,” you reply honestly. “I had no idea someone could be so… energetic!”

“Mmm yeah,” she smirks, trailing one hand down your chest. “I have some quite… stimulating motivation.”

You stare into each other's eyes. Amy's irises are bright and full of energy, a dazzling kaleidoscope of green you could spend eons looking into.

"I want to be with you, forever. You know that, right?" you say, seriously.

Amy seems lost for words. "But... but you could have anyone! Even the teachers are wet for you! I bet even celebrities would fall for you -"

"But I want you," you interrupt. "You're gorgeous, energetic, kind, funny - and you like me for who I am, not just because you find me sexually attractive."

"The sex is fucking good though," she smiles mischievously. "But in all seriousness, I've known you're a kind, good person ever since we first met all those years ago. And to me, that makes you even more sexy. Hell, I could marry you today with no regrets."

You don't marry Amy that day, but two years later she's a vision in white, and you're kissing Mrs Abbott on the altar to the cheers of your friends and family. You spend the two-week honeymoon in a remote log cabin, deep in the woods, fucking and kissing and touching one another, only pausing to sleep and eat. Those long nights on top of one another on the fluffy rug by the fire, and the days where you bend her over a log, stark naked in the middle of the forest, and fuck her into unconsciousness, stay in your memory as the best sex of your entire life - and that's staying something, as you keep fucking one another well into later life. After all - it's your way of showing love.