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Night school ((Candira and Jazz))

Candira

Candira

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Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Quinn wasn't one for patience. After all, she practically ruled the school already. It stood to reason that they should just let her stay late anyway. Then again, if one didn't work, one didn't appreciate the rewards. She was tired of waiting, so her friends would have to get what they wanted later. For now, she was going in on her own. The buxom young girl came out of the foliage around the school and sat on the front steps, waiting for the janitor in question to show up for his shift. She would have him and the control of the school that she wanted.

She brushed her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder, the loose curls framing her face perfectly. Her breasts were shown off expertly by a perfectly constructed lacy bra that was just underneath a very low cut top that showed off her belly. Her skirt was extra low rise and she wore a thing that just barely peaked over it. The skirt stopped at the middle of her thigh and had a slit all the way up to the waistband on both sides. The outfit was black, the panties a hot pink color that invited the eye to places it shouldn't have gone. Her make up was perfectly done to lure a man like the janitor to his doom, and she was ready to do just that. She was almost 18, and this was her last year to really leave a mark. She would do just that with her access, in so many ways.
 
Mr. Howell, the school janitor, was a gruff-looking man in his late 40's, but by no means an ugly old man. Before working at the high-school he worked at a construction site, and was no stranger to tasks like heavy lifting or operating tough machinery, and before that he worked in sewer maintenance. So to say that this job was a piece of cake for him was putting it mildly. It also didn't pay quite as well.

But it did have it's perks.

Lately, the popular girls at the school had started trying to sneak into the school. Unfortunately he kept the place locked up tight, whereas the Janitor before him would've forgotten to close a window or two, which is how they usually broke in. They were persistant, though. And when they found out exactly why it was that he'd been fired from his previous jobs, they managed to strike him a deal he couldn't refuse.

Robert Howell had a weakness for young girls. It cost him several of his jobs, but it couldn't be helped.

These girls were more than willing to give themselves up to him in return for access to the school grounds after dark, which he figured was a fair trade. He got access to the girls as long as they were on 'his property', and they got to run around in the school and do whatever it was they came to do. They didn't seem to object. Since not only did they get what they wanted, they also found him quite attractive and were willing to try it.

Anyhow, it appeared that tonight was the night they were going to start trying this deal, since it was officially his first night on the job. And just as he suspected, one of the girls was already waiting at the front steps of the school. And she was dressed to impress.

He grinned to himself as he approached the girl on the steps.
 
Quinn rather enjoyed the look on his face when he saw her. He was a man with an impressive body--fairly handsome in a rustic kind of way. Her own full lips curled into smirk as she saw him practically salivate. This would be easy. "Well, good evening, sir. I was hoping you could help me," she said, slowly standing up, making sure he got a good long look at her body as it moved gracefully. "You see, I've left something terribly important inside. Could you go inside and get it for me?" she teased. "If you let me in or do it for me, I'd be very appreciative."

Okay, so it wasn't the most tactful way to lure him over, but the deal had already been made. The puns and foreplay were just icing on the cake for the both of them. Still, she'd needed to impress the cameras anyway, since they were still going on.
 
"Well, young lady...", he whispered, playing along as his eyes scanned her lovely figure.

"I'm normally not supposed to, but I guess I can let you in as long as you don't leave my sight."

As he turned the key and opened the door, he added "I don't suppose it's something important like a letter, that you might not want anyone to see?", he hinted, for an excuse to conveniently shut off the cameras during their little 'search'.

He lead her down the halls as the talked, still for show. Once he got to the camera room and shut everything off, they could have their fun. Already he had a thick, hard erection which wasn't hidden well in his pants, not that cameras could distinguish something like that, but Quinn definitely could from her angle.
 
She was impressed with his size. Not many of the few people she'd slept with had had such a large bulge when they saw her. Then again, she didn't usually dress this way for them. The thought made her chuckle, but she put on a grateful, almost apprehensive look. "Thank you so much, sir," she said with a smile. "It is a letter, actually. I'd be really embarrassed if anyone saw it. Is there any way I could convince you to look away for just a moment while I got it?" She walked with him, her breasts bouncing just a little as her heals clacked on the floor. She sincerely doubted that anyone would buy her innocent act, but who was she to question it when things were going so well.
 
"Why, sure young lady. This way, please.", he beckoned her as he walked down a flight of stairs into the maintenance room, where they could clearly see a large assortment of screens on a wall which displayed footage from every camera on the campus. There was a couch on the other side of the small room where he could rest during his breaks, and he welcomed her to sit on it.

"I just want to dust this console real quick...", he hinted, sliding his hand carefully over a few of the buttons. Slyly, he let his finger 'slip' over the main switch that shut everything off.

"Oops...", he gasped with a grin.
 
She smiled at him as she sat on the couch, crossing her legs. "Oh, my. What have you done?" she asked with a little smirk, raising her eyebrow. "So then, shall we get to business?" she asked, waiting for him to make another move. His charade thus far had been fairly hilarious, and now that it was over, she wanted to cut to the chase. She was a busy woman, after all. Her friends could take care of him once she had finished holding up her end of the bargain.
 
He didn't waste any time getting dressed down, after all... all he had on was his janitor jumpsuit, and some boxer shorts, which he left on as he took a seat on the couch next to Quinn.

Reaching around her waist, he pulled the smaller girl up into his lap, eyes locked on her rack, which practically displayed itself the way they were dressed, barely contained within the low-cut shirt.

Without wasting a second, he reached down and pulled his enormous length through the hole in front of his boxers, and pulled her body up against it so she could feel it's hardness against her tender spot through the fabric of her clothes. He bent his head in and gently kissed at the tops of her breasts, any portion of skin that was visible.
 
Quinn was impressed with his body as he removed most of his clothes. She took a look at him and let him pull her into his lap, smiling at him. He kissed her exposed breasts and she moaned softly at the attention, his erection pressing against her panties. It was all strangely arousing. "Mmmm, that feels nice," she said petting his hair as he kissed her there, her legs wrapping around him, allowing her to grind against him without much disturbing his current actions.
 
"Mm, yeah. I bet it does.", he grinned, feeling a slight moisture through the fabric of her panties.

He slid his hands up her sides, grasping at the lower part of her shirt and pulling it up over the tops of her breast, revealing her lacy bra, which he quickly worked at unsnapping. With that done, he helped pull the whole thing up and over the girl's head, and tossed it aside. "Muuuch better. Now let's get down to that business.", he said with a grin, slipping a hand up her thigh.

He slid it up under her skirt, and carefully pulled the fabric of her panties aside to reveal the soft, wet, tender folds beneath. With his other hand around behind her, grasping her ass, he pulled her up, motioning her to stand a little, with the clear intent that she should ride him.
 
Quinn let him pull her shirt and bra off almost effortlessly, her perky breasts practically in his face as she removed her panties as well. She noticed that he left the skirt, wondering if that was just a guy thing. She smiled seductively and stood for him as he held her ass. Slowly, the girl fit her stunning body around his turgid length. Slowly, her tight pussy clamped down on him and she moaned as she continued to take him in until he was hilted inside of her. "Oh...you're so big," she said with a smile. "It feels good," she murmured letting her head fall back as she slowly started to move her hips, getting the feeling that while he was practical minded, he would want some finesse in getting to the fun.
 
As she began to rise and fall, he leaned his head in, kissing and sucking at the skin of her breasts that she had perked out to him, begging to have some attention. He especially paid some attention to those perky nipples, biting them softly and flicking his tongue against them playfully. And while he did that, his hands remained on her hips, helping to lift her body up and help keep it steady as she lowered it down. This made it easier for her to ride without using too much of her own effort.

"Y'like 'em big, do ya?", he growled pleasurably with a grin.

"Mm, that's good. You've got a nice, tight lil' body yourself, Miss...?", he paused, realizing she'd never given him her name.
 
"Mmmm, it's Quinn," she said, not really caring if he knew her name or not in the long run. She moaned softly and arched into him, giving him more access to her breasts. She continued to move her hips, enjoying the help he was giving her. It was nice to deal with it like this. "You feel amazing," she said softly.
 
"Mm, alright.", he whispered back, licking his lips as he started to lift and drop her faster. It was obvious by the various grunts and groaning sounds he made that he was thoroughly enjoying the moment. And while he had been giving some special attention to Quinn's breasts, she made it abundantly clear that she wanted more by pressing them up into his face, which prompted him to suck and lick them with more passion.

"Mmh, I'm glad you like it.", he said with a grin.

In one fluid motion, he stood up, turned around, and laid Quinn out on her back over the armrest of the couch, with her back and head inside, and her legs dangling over it. Standing up at the side, he delivered powerful thrusts into her while his hands reached down and grabbed ahold of her plump tits, squeezing and fondling them.
 
She moaned and squeaked as he lifted her and changed their positions without warning. Surprised by his strength and the sudden move, Quinn watched him as he thrust into her so powerfully. "Oh...Yes..." Her eyes closed and she moaned loudly as he pounded her. When his hands came down to her breasts the sensations only became more powerful. "Oh....it feels so good."
 
"I can tell we're gonna be very good friends, Ms. Quinn.", he stated while licking his lips.

He pinched her nipples gently with his thumbs and forefingers, twisting them lightly as he pressed down on her breasts and kneaded them around in little circles, all this while steadily rocking his hips back and forth in rhythmic motion and savoring the rush of her insides all over his incredibly hard dick.

"In fact, I'm thinking we need to meet like this more often.", he growled with pleasure. "How about we have another 'payment' session before we leave tonight?", he added with a grin.
 
"Let's...uh! Get through this first!" she moaned. Her breasts felt amazing under his care and her pussy sang with pleasure as he pumped into her. She wasn't sure she would be able to get another session like this in on the same night until she got more used to it. Besides, her friends were going to come later and give him the same treatment. "Oh! That's amazing," she moaned, her fingers, holding onto the sofa cushions for all she was worth.
 
"It's gonna get better. Just watch.", he warned with a grin.

To say that Edgar Howell was a man who liked sex would be an understatement. He found himself totally addicted to it, and he'd been divorced from at least 2 wives. The first discovered he was having an affair with the second, and the second simply couldn't handle him. He considered it a blessing that so many girls would be coming to see him tonight, the thought turned him on, prompting him to release her breasts, and bring his hands down to her hips, forcing them to stay put as he suddenly began ramming into her at full-force, giving it to her with every ounce of strength he had. As he stood hovering over her and slamming her like a jackhammer, he kept his eyes locked on her upper body, watching both her large, jiggling breasts and the tantalizing expression on her face, as well as listening to her squeals and moans of ecstasy.
 
Quinn had never had much sex--enough to not be a virgin, but not so much to make her a whore. What she had had, however, was nothing like this. She moaned louder as he drove into her like a piston, her body doing it's best to not break apart under his care. She wouldn't last much longer if this kept up. Her breasts bounced heavily as he rocked her world, her eyes closing as she arched and twisted, little noises escaping her with each thrust.

"GOD!"
 
"Ah, Quinn...", he growled under his breath, as he pounded against her.

"Show me what it looks like when a hot young thing like you goes off!", he urged her, leaning in closer as if it would help him thrust deeper.

This was impossible, however, since he had long since already hit the very end of her incredibly tight, sopping wet tunnel, and was now mercilessly pounding into the wall with no restraint. As if sensing her climax was near, he kept up his brutal force, and quickened his pace, eager to feel her orgasm spray out over his thick length.
 
Quinn moaned louder and louder as he pounded her, his body slamming into hers. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to walk when this was free. She was too close. Moments after he leaned forward, she screamed out and came, her body shivering in orgasm. "Oh God, yes!"

((I'm really sorry, but I'm blocked. T_T))
 
((It happens to all of us. No worries, love. Bl))

He groaned loudly as she came, letting his own climax hit at the same time, filling her tender, ravaged cunt with his fluids. He let himself stay buried in her for a good few seconds, until the wonderful orgasms had ceased and every last ounce of fluid possible had been squeezed out from both parties.

"Mm, that was good.", he whispered in the darkness. "I hope your little friends will be just as much fun.", he added as he began to pull out.
 
"Mmmm, well, none of them will be quite as good as me, but they all of their good points," she said, her voice a bit raspy from the sex. "Oh...I'm going to be sooo sore later," she laughed, waiting until he was all the way out of her before she got up and started to look for her clothes. "That was delicious...remind me to give you another payment soon," Quinn winked as she found her panties and bra, putting those on first.
 
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