Secret Society - Chapter 3
Let the fucking begin!
Allison
She couldn’t believe her luck at being chosen for this “Secret Sex Society” as Allison had started calling it in her head. The adrenaline rush as she listened to everything that first night was incredible! And it only amplified once she got the chance to suck that man’s cock.
She hated being seen as a nympho or a slut, someone who couldn’t keep her panties on, but she knew that was the truth. And after hearing the conditions of leveling up to third, she was eager to get started. Allison had her sights set on Matt, to begin with. He was tall and cute and she’d totally rubbed a couple out already to the thoughts of getting with him. Now, it was basically her duty to ride that guy’s dick.
“Hi, I’m Allison,” she announced to him, falling into step beside him as he walked towards the dorm, looking down at his phone. Matt looked up, his brow momentarily knitting, then recognition replacing the initial reaction.
“I’m Matt. Hi.” His gaze on her seemed appraising. He realized where he remembered her from and he was considering what would be the next logical step.
“I thought we could get to know each other a little better,” she told him with a wink. She hoped he understood how she intended to get to know him. She wasn’t really interested in hearing all about his class load and his college applications, the topics that most guys at Everdeen seemed to cram down her throat. Allison needed a different sort of cramming.
“Sure, we could do that,” he shrugged the shoulder that he carried his backpack on. There was a slight smirk on his face and she could tell he was still checking her out.
She really hoped that Matt took a moment to mentally undress her. She hadn’t worn a bra under her uniform most days and only had a little thong underneath her plaid skirt. Embracing the whole schoolgirl look, Allison liked wearing the knee socks with mary janes most days, despite it not being mandated. Sure, it might not have been all that enticing for the other guys at school, but she certainly noticed the sorts of looks she received from some of the staff, especially from the custodial department.
Yes, she’d fucked one of the younger custodians and she was certain that he’d blabbed about it to his friends. Whatever. Allison figured that if anyone stood to get in trouble for that, it would be him losing his job and not her getting kicked out of school.
She grabbed Matt’s hand and pulled him away in a different direction than the one he had been going in.
“I’m kinda psyched to get started on this whole leveling-up project,” she told him, her step quickening unintentionally.
“Hey, I…” he sounded a bit nervous, which Allison found shocking. Matt leaned in closer to her ear and whispered, “I don’t have a condom on me. Not something I just carry around with me at all times.”
“Don’t worry, I do,” she assured him with a hand squeeze. “Maybe you should start though, with this whole challenge to get five people to sign off, you never know when you might have the opportunity.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” he chuckled.
She loved the sound of the chuckle. He seemed to be relaxing again and she was glad that his nervousness was just about the condom.
Pulling him through the door of the Arts building, she headed for the staircase to the lower level. His brow creased as she headed towards the practice rooms, checking the signups on doors to see which one would be free. Finding one, she let go of Matt’s hand and pulled the list out of the plastic pocket on the door to fill her name in for a couple of slots, so that they wouldn’t be interrupted.
“You play an instrument?” Matt asked, lifting one eyebrow in a disbelieving expression. Allison laughed, ushering him into the small, sound proofed cubicle with a piano and a music stand.
“Yeah, I play the skin flute,” she said as she turned the lock on the door, assuring them privacy. “Let me show you.”
She went right down to her knees and began undoing his pants while he stared down at her in surprise. Nope, Allison wasn’t shy about what she wanted. And what she wanted was to suck his cock till it was super hard and she was dripping wet and then have him fuck her hard, from behind.
The size of his cock, even at half-mast, was rather impressive. Giving the length a few strokes before she covered the tip with her mouth, Allison enjoyed the feel of the smooth skin against her tongue. It was velvety smooth and grew rapidly between her lips. She had plenty of room to use her hand and her mouth on him, sucking and stroking at the same time.
He groaned, making her smile. She certainly felt some pride in her own skills. And it sure made her wet too, looking forward to how this big boy would feel plunging inside her. Her hand slipped down under her skirt to play with herself, feeling the warm wetness soaking through her barely-there panties. She was reaching readiness quickly and growing antsy at the idea of getting fucked.
She popped her mouth off the tip and turned to reach into her bag while maintaining rhythm on his cock with her other hand. She could tell that it was an amazed expression that Matt was watching her with. Handing him the condom, she stood up and turned her back to him, bending over and leaning her hands down on the piano bench.
Checking over her shoulder, she noticed apprehension on Matt’s face as he stood there with his dick in his hand, the condom already rolled on. Encouraging him, Allison flipped her skirt up over her ass and wiggled it in his direction.
“C’mon, I’m all ready for you,” she told him. It seemed to snap Matt out of his thoughts.
He came closer, lining himself up with her center, and pushed aside the thong that barely covered her holes. Once he finally sank inside her, it was like a relief, and Allison’s eyes rolled back at the sensation of being filled. Grasping her hips with both hands, Matt began pumping into her, the tip of his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her. Oh, this was certainly gonna do the job!
Slipping her fingers between her legs, Allison rubbed her clit in time with Matt’s thrusts. She pushed her ass back towards him, meeting him on every stroke. He groaned and she could tell he wouldn’t last long this way. She doubled down on her clit, tipping herself over the edge before he could finish. Her pussy clamped down around the girthy shaft inside her and her thighs shook. God, it was fucking awesome!
Matt followed her over the edge, slamming into her and gripping her hips tightly while he filled the condom. He sure wasn’t a bad lay, just as she imagined. She caught her breath and flipped her hair over her shoulder, getting a peek at him again. He pulled out carefully, stepping back and blowing out a breath.
“That was good, huh?” She asked him, grinning. Matt nodded, tightlipped.
Allison stood up and adjusted her panties and skirt. Matt was pulling off the condom and tying it off. Aw, damn, he was really cute. Of course, there was an official matter still to take care of. Allison found the Primrose card in her bag and handed it over to Matt.
He looked down at it, the condom still in his hand, uncertain what to do. Allison rolled her eyes and pulled a tissue out of her bag, offering it to him.
“Thanks,” he said, wrapping the used condom in the tissue and tossing it in the garbage by the door. He then tucked himself away and zipped up before taking her card and pen and signing off for her.
“Where’s yours?”
“I’ve got it somewhere,” he told her, pulling out his wallet and fishing out the card. Allison was glad to see that his was still empty too, that they were each the first to sign off on the other’s card.
“Well, that was fun,” she told him, grinning. “We should totally do this again sometime.”
“Ah, yeah,” he ran a hand through his hair, trying to act all casual. “We should.”
Thank you for reading! Stay tuned for more Secret Society!