A Very Odd School

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A Very Odd SchoolEmma did not know how she got in this position. For the life of her, she could not remember what the boy said or why she agreed to follow him. It was her first day at this new school for high school dropouts and she already found herself propositioned. As she followed, the boy (whose name she didn’t even know) was massaging her ass. His fingers firmly pressing on her skirt until they reached their desired location. Emma could feel her hole twitching at the touch. “Why my ass?” She thought to herself as they walked down the hall. Most of the boys at her old school had no interest in using the back door over the front. In fact, it was a sensation she had only felt a few times before, though she was confident she could handle whatever he had to offer. He wasn’t a particularly large man despite his calm confidence. In fact, Emma thought that he was rather ordinary looking. If his request had not taken her so off guard, she may not have paid any attention to his advances. However, there was something about him, something that prevented Emma from saying ‘no.’The boy took her into an empty classroom and closed the door behind them. Emma moved to a desk in the back corner. The boy calmly followed. If she had not known better, Emma might have thought kaçak iddaa that he was bored. Was this really so ordinary that he didn’t feel any excitement at the pretty girl in front of him? Any fear of getting caught? The boy smoothly pressed against her, groping her chest and ass calmly but firmly. As he was starting to pull off her shirt, the door popped open and several people came through. Emma franticly pulled her shirt back down. Embarrassment began flushing her face but she noticed that no one was staring. Everyone moved to their seats as if nothing at all was amiss. The only one to pay them any attention at all was a middle aged man who came in with the crowd. He was probably in his forties but looked much older. The man lazelly stared at them as the boy turned to face him. They stared at each other with their mutually bored expressions for a time before the man sighed and shook his head.“Mark, you know this is my class period” The middle aged man said as he rubbed his forehead with annoyance.“Sorry Mr. Young, must have gotten the wrong room” the boy replied. He started walking toward the door and Emma hurriedly followed. As they reached the door, Mr. Young, sighing again, said “roof 114 across the hall should be free this period.” Mark turned perabet güvenilir mi with a slight smile and nodded thanks.Mark walked out of the room and toward another room across the hall, leading Emma with the same groping grip as before. As they entered the empty room, Emma turned to Mark. “Are we seriously still doing this? We just got caught by a teacher!” Mark snorted a small laugh. “Don’t worry about it. The teachers don’t give a shit about what we do.”Emma’s mind was racing. She tried thinking of any excuse to justify or get out of her current situation. The only thing she could muster was “well.. I.. I have class in twenty minutes. I can’t be late.”“You worry too much,” Mark said as he pressed her against the nearest desk.It was all a blur. Emma couldn’t remember anything except the sensation. She thought she could take him. She thought it would be no problem. She was wrong.Emma had no idea how much time had passed or how long the boy had been gone. She held onto the desk that she had been bent over as if her life depended on it. Every part of her was shaking and her eyes were stuck wide open. She was covered in sweat and smelled deeply of shame. The pain would not subside. The sensation of what just happened overwhelmed her tipobet every thought and emotion. So much so that she didn’t even notice people entering the room and taking their seats. One boy sat in the desk right next to the one preventing Emma from collapsing.“Hello,” he said, seemingly oblivious to her current state. “I’m Eugene. Are you new to this school? I like it here. Everyone is so nice and relaxed. This class is pretty fun. We get to learn all about the people that made the government.” As he talked, Emma attempted to find her senses. “I like learning new things. Do you? I think that it makes..” Emma slowly began standing straight, or as straight as she could. “..is why I decided that he is the best. What do you think about..” “Straighten your legs. Good. Try to shift your body upright. Not too fast! You’ll leak!” Emma fought against the hollow sensation of going from completely filled to entirely empty. Her hole slowly began to remember it’s original shape and finally closed. Her skirt was still hanging halfway off her ass and her shirt was partially pulled up, showing off her sweat drenched midriff. “.. think we are going to learn what happened when..” The boy continued talking as if nothing was at all out of the ordinary. Emma strained against the orgasmic waves that had tried to cripple her. She found her balance and began slowly walking to the door, her legs weakly shaking with every step. She reached the door and pulled it open. “Bye, Eugene,” she said as she zipped up her skirt.

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