She was standing there across the room, wearing a too-short schoolgirl plaid skirt, tight white shirt, unbuttoned to reveal a nice view of the cleavage from her full bosom. Her hair was a hot mess and dyed in a rainbow. Her thigh-high boots almost completely hid her black fishnet stockings.
He drank in everything he saw; the punker hair bow and bracelets, the skull locket, the safety pins on the black leather jacket slung over her shoulder.
The rest of the people in the crowded auditorium were oblivious to the instant connection formed when they locked eyes.
He strolled over, absentmindedly licking his lips in anticipation. He took her elbow and lead her away from the throng of people gathered, down an empty corridor.
They opened the first door they found, which opened into an empty classroom.
He grabbed her face and stared into her green-blue hazel eyes.
“Do you want this as much as I do?”
She nodded her assent and mumbled, “Oh gods, YES.”
He smiled an almost evil smile and pushed her back into the teacher’s desk.
He slid his body in close to hers, brushed her hair away from her neck, and began nibbling.
Nibbling gently at first, testing each inch of her tender neck. Working his way from jugular to hairline, shoulder to earlobes, mentally marking each shot that caused her to shiver. As his mouth explored her neck and earlobes, his hands groped their way over her shirt, grabbing fistsful of her breasts, pinching and tweaking her nipples in unison with the nibbling.
Once he had cataloged her entire neck, he bit more forcefully on each of the marked spots. As he started these more forceful bites, his left hand sank to her midriff and teased at the waist of her skirt, while the right remained focused on her breasts and nipples.
As the biting became more intense, his left hand drifted further south, lifting the hem of her skirt. He reached around her with both hands then, grabbing her ass tightly and pulling her into him as he thrust his pelvis into hers and sank his teeth down firmly on that one spot that was more sensitive than all the rest, sucking and biting and almost gnawing.
She heard him growl a little as he chewed at her neck.
He pulled away from her slowly, letting his teeth pull at her neck, the flesh slipping through his teeth slowly. As the last bit of her flesh slipped away, he snapped his teeth again audibly.
He stared straight into her eyes and grabbed her shirt front forcefully. “Let us free these beautiful breasts,” he exclaimed as he ripped the blouse open, buttons popping off and flying.
He then set to tearing her bra off with his teeth, none too carefully.
As he freed her tits from their captivity, he grasped them in both hands and greedily set his mouth to work on them, suckling and nipping at her nipples, making them as stiff as his cock was becoming.
While continuing this activity with one hand and his mouth, his other hand wrestled his belt undone, unfastened the top of his pants, unzipping his fly. His pants dropped to the floor, as he worked his cock free of his underwear.
He stroked his prick as he guided her to her knees.
She eagerly took his manhood into her mouth and sucked and stroked until he was fully erect and throbbing. He began bucking his hips, fucking her mouth until she almost gagged on his length.
He pulled her to her feet and spun her around, shoving her chest down onto the desk. He lifted her skirt over her ass and ripped her panties off.
With one hand holding her pinned to the desk, the other guided his cock into her cunt, which was dripping with her juices. He thrust hard and fast into her. Pounding deeply into her pussy. He kept this up as long as he possibly could without filling her with his seed. When he could no longer take it, he pulled out, spun her back around, and lifted her into the desk.
He pinned her legs to her chest and plunged his face into her dripping wet cunt, his beard chafing her thighs, his tongue deftly probing her labia and parting them to reveal the shining button of passion.
He teased her nether lips and clit with his tongue and teeth.
She writhed at his touch. Quivering and quaking at each kiss and nibble.
He worked his whole mouth on her quivering quim until she exploded with waves of orgasm and moans. Then, at the peak of one wave, he thrust his cock deep inside her and began fucking her deeply and slowly.
He soon lost his patient tempo and began bucking uncontrollably into her while her own body responded in kind.
Shortly they both succumbed to the inevitable climax as he emptied himself deep inside her.
They collapsed into each other and lay there motionless for what seemed like hours.
When they finally regained some composure, he asked her, “So, what’s your name?”
“Amy,” she replied.
Author’s Note: The is mostly posted as written, with only minimal edits. It’s also one of my first writings in the erotica/smut genre (circa 2011.) I’ve never gone back and tweaked the content. I probably should.