A Little Experience Never Hurt (Closed for your_eager_toy)

Being one of the only, remaining virgins in the school wasn't exactly a cake walk when you're Michael. All the while, he heard such things as "She loves it up the ass" And "Damn, she was so TIGHT last night" and the ever popular 'She blows like you wouldn't BELIEVE."

MIchael wasn't the nerdiest kid in school, just to the point where he would have NO chance with a girl whatsoever.Long brown hair that went down to his eyes, glasses up his nose, a black hoodie on and a pair of jeans. He never spoke. He never got involved into things. He was very much...a loner AND a nerd.

So he walked into his next class and sat in the back, like he always did and pulled out his book. Hopefully this time someone wouldn't mess with him.

Bump.

Ally McAllister took her time walking through the hallways to her next class, well aware of the picture she presented, of the heated, appraising looks from every male she passed in the hallway, students and teachers alike. She was just slut enough to enjoy it, play up to it.

She tossed her long red curls as she walked, arching her back just enough to push her generous breasts and round ass out to perfection. She was well aware that the cheerleader's uniform, a pleated miniskirt, midriff baring top and boots lacing up to the knees, pretty much transformed her into a walking wet dream.

She'd used that to her advantage more times than she could count. She knew her reputation, and her popularity with the guys, was more about being the school slut than it's head cheerleader, and she was fine with that.

Ally craved sex, couldn't get enough of it. Her only problem was that most of the guys around here, especially the jocks, were more interested in what they wanted than what she did. Trial and error had taught her, to her slight surprise, that she could have a much better time with a less experienced guy, teaching him how to treat her, and getting exactly what she needed.

She arrived at her class and glanced around, eyeing the guy already ducked down in the back. What was his name? Matt? Mitch? Michael, that was it. Oh yeah, he'd be perfect.

She walked to the back of the classroom, making sure to brush her hip against his arm before, taking the seat across to his right.

She smiled at him. "Hi… Michael, right?"

His face lit up like a christmas tree as he was approached by the queen herself, Ally. He blushed and looked down at his desk ina very nervous manner. What should he say? HOW should he say it? Further more...

What was someone like Ally doing talking to him anyway?

He wasn't going to deny, he thought of Ally almost more times than any other guy in the school, but he pushed it out of his mind the very thought of getting together with her. Who did he think he was, thinking he could get a girl that beautiful and...okay, promiscuous, with somewhat nerdy, virgin Michael?

He'd caught her several times in the school personally, half the time it was by an accident. Most of the time, she had a jock's cock in her mouth and bobbing it up and down, other times bent over in an empty room and taking it from behind hard and fast. Sometimes two guys at the same time.

He gulped. "Um..." He gulped very heavily again, wishing the redness in his face would disappear. Lord knows it didn't help his embaressment. "Yeah...it's Michael." he nodded.

Ally smiled. The shy ones were so sweet.

And really, they needed her as much as she needed them. It wasn't like she was just using them for her own pleasure. Well… okay… she was. But at least she made sure they had a great time, too. She might be a horny slut, but she wasn't selfish.

She liked to think that they got something more out of it than just a chance at the most popular pussy in the school. Like a tiny boost to their self-confidence maybe.

"I'm Ally," she introduced herself, offering her hand with a warm smile. "Is this seat taken?"

"Ah...." He whispered, as if a littlre shocked. My god, she wasn't disgusted all ready. This wasn't all part of a hoax or a trick or something.

She was really talking to him!

His blush dimming down, he gulped and shook her hand. "Ah...nice to m-meet you." He mumbled under his breath. "And no...no, it's not taken...have it if you want..."

He still needed to keep his guard up.

Ally smiled again. "Thanks."

It always took a while for the really shy ones to open up. She knew that she'd have to take the lead for now.

She crossed her legs, knowing that it made her short skirt fall back a bit, baring a long smooth thigh to his avid gaze. She leaned over toward him, pressing her tits up and together the tiniest bit, offering a sweet glimpse of deep cleavage as she whispered, "wanna cut fourth period and go somewhere and talk?"

His eyes found her clevage, and was thankful his erection wouldn't show just yet.

Once more, the blush found his way onto his face.

What more could he say than..."...Eh..." gulp. "Okay." he said with a weak little smile.

"Great!" Ally beamed, turning to face the front of the classroom.

The teacher droned on and on, but Ally didn't catch any of it, her mind occupied with Michael, and fourth period.

She snuck the occasional glance in his direction, catching him eyeing her a few times. She was not unaware of the erection, half-hidden in his jeans, though she gave no indication of it, knowing that his sweet blush would turn to utter mortification if he realised she had noticed. She wanted him interested, aroused, but not too embarrassed to talk with her.

Finally, the bell rang, the seemingly endless class over. Hallelujah.

She smiled at Michael, gathering her books.

"Yo, Hot Stuff!" Ally turned, seeing Pete Dawson heading in her direction. Pete was a tall, dark and handsome dream. Star athlete, wealthy family, movie star good looks. They'd dated sophomore year, but Ally'd soon tired of his attitude. Pete had been trying to get back into her pants ever since. "Got Dad's 'Vette today," Pete smirked, "what say we get out of here and go for a ride."

From the corner of her eye, Ally saw Michael duck his head and shrink back, gathering his books.

She turned to Pete. "Sorry. I've got important plans for next period." She surreptitiously tucked a note into Michael's notebook as she slid around Pete and walked away with a flick of her long hair, hoping Michael would meet her.

Michael did catch on and looked down at the Note in his notebook, tilting his head in curocity, telling Michael to meet her in one of the boys bathrooms. One of the ones no one went into anymore for some reason or another.

So, as he walked through, he looked around nervously to see if anyone would be watching him, shrugging a little bit. So no one was watching him. Really big surprise. He gulped heavily as he walked itno the bathroom.

Why Ally would want to talk in the boys rom was beyond him but he wasn't going to complain. As he walked in henoticed that she was currently bent over, picking up the pencil she had dropped. He bit his lip, his erection growing far more if possible. He watched porn, he wasn't going to lie, and he liked backsides. Ally had the best, nice and round and currently sticking out...he barely surpressed a moan.

Abby grinned when she heard Michael's steps into the washroom come to an abrupt stop. She hadn't dropped the pencil on purpose, but she certainly wasn't above using it to her advantage.

She braced her hands on the sink in front of her, arching her back a bit. Her skirt would be lifting up just the tiniest bit, baring a teasing glimpse of the rounded curves of her ass cheeks.

She tossed a smiling glance over her shoulder. "Do you like what you see, Michael?"

His face lit up, but his mouth was watering. She was so damned sexy and...wait...Did she want him? No way...not the most wanted girl in the whole school. I mean, she wouldn't want someone as inexpereienced as Michael...

...Would she?

"Do you like what you see, Michael?"

What could any man do except not his head stupidly and say "Y-Yeah..."

Ally smiled, "why don't you come a bit closer then?"

She saw Michael's eyes widen a bit, as if he couldn't quite believe it, but he shuffled closer.

"Have you ever touched a girl's ass, Michael?" Ally reached out, taking his nearest hand in her own and guiding it, sliding it up under her skirt , settling it on the under-curve of her ass.

"Mmmmm… " she hummed, "how's that?"

Michael made no sound, staring at his hand resting on her ass.

She reached back, moving his hand, sliding it up along the red thong, and then down between her cheeks, pausing where it disappeared into the warm wet fold of her pussy. She repeated the long stroke, up and back, up and back. Soon enough, Michael's hand was moving of it's own volition, lingering, caressing.

Ally dropped her head, eyes drifting closed. "ohhhhh, yeah," she moaned, "ohhhhh, Michael."

Was he really making her moan like that? He continued to say nothing, and kept doing was he was doing. He guessed he was doing something right to be making those noises.

Don't ask him how, but his mind seemed to want more of that butt. His other hand slid up and grasped at the soft flesh, and he bit his lip. Whoa...this was good...she was really wet and hot down there....

"oh shit yes, Michael," Ally moaned as he experimentally slid his fingers along her wet pussy lips. "Finger my cunt, baby," she pressed into his hesitant touch.

Reaching back with one arm, Ally rubbed her hand over the erection throbbing in Michael's jeans, earning a low, rumbling groan from him, as his fingers spasmed, grabbing her ass.

"Tell me what you want," Ally whispered, "tell me what you need…"

What more could he want? He realized now that this was HIS moment. HE Was gonna lose his virginity at long last. Slowly, he pulled up her skirt to see her ass in all of it's amazing glory. It was so round and soft and she was massaging his cock...

"I...I want you to..." He mumbled under his breath, He took a deep breath, and he bit his lip. "I want to fuck you..."

Ally's eyelids fluttered, closing as her head fell back with a long, shuddering moan. "oh christ yes, Michael," she rubbed back against his exploring fingers, "you're gonna fuck me," she gasped, "want this hard cock in me." She squeezed the hard length under her fingers, earning a low groan.

She pulled away from Michael's hold, turning and dropping to her knees. Grinning up into his wide eyes, Ally made quick work of his fly, opening his jeans and freeing his bobbing erection. "But first I think we'll take the edge off." She stroked his aching prick, burrowing her other hand into his pants to massage his still hidden balls.

"No need to rush things," she murmured, licking her lips, "once I get this cock in me, I want you to last."

With a soft hum of pleasure, Ally dove forward, slurping the head of Michael's cock into her warm, wet mouth.

"Oh my god."

He had to whisper, lest they be heard from the outside, be it a janitor or some punk kid. Either way, knowing Ally, they would want to join in.

Well fuck them. He couldn't believe he was thinking this but she was HIS for now anyway. He gasped as his head was slurped up into her mouth, and he ever so gently grabbed at her head. Rumors were true: She WAS a good suck.

"Oh Ally." He gasped a little bit, trying to keep his voice down. God if her MOUTH was this good, how good would her pussy be? Her ass? Either way...he was gonna find out.

Ally sucked deeply, sliding her mouth deep and pulling back, using every stroke to work his cock head with lips and tongue, caressing the ridge, teasing the slit.

Michael groaned deeply, fists tightening in her hair.

His cock twitched on her tongue and Ally knew he was close. First-timers never lasted long in her experienced mouth. She massaged his balls, inching her fingers behind them to rub at the sweet spot hidden there.

"uh… uh… UHH..." Michael's hips snapped forward, slamming his cock deep into her throat as he spasmed, shooting his first load into her willing mouth.

Ally didn't pull away, slurping and swallowing every bit, continuing to work his fat prick, keeping him hard and wanting, ready for round two.

"Oh wow." He groaned and gasped as his white spunk flew into her obviously willing mouth. "Oh god..I didn't know feelings like that could even exist." He groaned.

He looked donw. "And...we're gonna do more than that?" The very thought semeed amazing.

All she did was giggle with his prick in her mouth and licked at it slowly to tease him. She looked so innocent doing that...he suddenly couldn't wait to shove his dick into her pussy.

Did he really just think that?

"And… we're gonna do more than that?"

Ally laughed softly, continuing to work his cock with her tongue, he was just so damned sweet. She loved the way the inexperienced ones were so easy to please, so appreciative of everything she gave them, and especially… so eager for more.

"Don't you want to do more than that, Michael?" she murmured, stroking his cock with one hand, fondling his sac with the other.

"Please...?" He asked as innocently as one could ask, groaning very gently as she continued to stroke and beat him off. "God...I want more of that feeling..."

He leaned against the wall as she continued her minstrations, biting his lip. In a matter of moments, he was hard and throbbing her in her hand, his engorged head purple and pulsing.

"God it feels good...' He groaned, feeling ready to bust AGAIN.

"Don't move," Ally murmured, letting his arching prick jump free of her fingers. She sat back on her heels, stripping off her tiny cheerleader top and the scrap of lace covering her generous tits, letting them bounce free as she tossed her clothes on top of her backpack.

She massaged her tits with her hands, tweaking and tugging on the pale pink nipples, moaning at the sensation.

"Holy fuck…"

Ally opened her eyes, looking up at Michael's open-mouth amazement. "Do you like what you see, Michael?" she smiled, pressing her tits together, then letting them bounce back. "If I give you a nice tittyfuck, if I let you paint them with your cum," she twisted her nipples, whimpering just a little, "will you have another one in you? Because I really need your cock in my pussy, Michael, but I'm a greedy slut. I want your cum on my tits too."

She smiled at Michael's deep rough groan, at the way he strangled his prick with his fist. "What do you think? Can you do both for me?"

How could he say no to that? Impossible, he thought to himself. With a strangled groan, as he stroked himself a little bit more he let out a groan. "I'll do both to you and so much more babe...' He let out a groan. "I wanna make you SCREAM..."

He let out a loud groan as her round, soft tits found themselves around his prick, groaning a little bit louder. "Soft." he groaned. "Fuck!"

Ally moaned, pressing her tits tight around his glistening cock, letting his drooling pre-cum and the remnants of her own saliva slick the way.

She loved the soft, squelching sounds, the deep moans, the feel of stroking a hot, velvet rod between her ample tits. Loved the feeling of warm, sticky spunk splashing onto her skin. She moaned again, shuddering.

"Do it, Michael," she gasped, "want you to cum on me, now!"