Belfield High School

I know I took a very long break from writing, I'm sorry if I kept any of you waiting. This story is dedicated in part to Sisyphus. His email to me encouraging me to get back into writing is what led me to pick up this series again. Just a few notes about the story. I believe my writing has improved since I last published a story, but if you have any notes I'd like to hear them. Also, I made the decision to make Ryan a much more dominant character in this story. I felt like after the orgy he had kind of assumed that role. Let me know if you like the change or not. Anyways I hope you enjoy the story!

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Ryan lay awake, staring at the ceiling. He could not get the orgy out of his head. The sight of Sophia's tight, twitching body under him, her eyes rolled back, screaming for him to fuck her ass. He hoped she was okay. She had needed Allie to help her to the car.

Ryan looked over at his clock. It was only 1 am, but Ryan thought Sophia would be asleep. She was probably still tired after the ass-fucking he had administered to her the day before.

After another fifteen minutes of staring at the ceiling, Ryan picked up his phone and texted Claire. She should be awake at this hour. Sure enough, she responded almost immediately.

Ryan - Hey sexy ;)

Claire - What's up handsome?

R- I can't sleep

C- Me neither

C- I can't stop thinking about last night. It was soooo hot!

R- Me too, I'm so fucking horny

C- Wow you're straight to the point

C- Your parents are still out of town right?

R- Yeah

C- Can I come over? PLEASE!!!

R- If you can handle me ;)

C- Try me, I'll be over in 10

R- Can't wait!

Ryan shot out of bed. He dressed quickly, making sure to not put on anything that couldn't be removed in an instant. He debated waiting for her naked but decided to throw on some clothes anyways. Then his phone lit up.

C- FUCK!! MY MOM IS STILL AWAKE. She's watching tv. I can't risk going downstairs and sneaking out. So fucking sorry!!!

R- Could I come to you?

C- Did you not hear what I just said?

R- I'll come in through your window

C- Fucking how?

R- There's a ladder around the side of your house by your window. If I'm quiet I can use it.

R- Besides, your bedroom is on the other side of the house from your parent's room so I doubt they would hear anything. And your mom is watching tv.

C- Are you sure?

R- I'll be over in 5

Ryan threw on a sweatshirt and headed outside. It was only a 2-minute walk to Claire's house. He located the ladder quickly and dragged it over the grass under Claire's window. He looked up to see her beautiful face peering down at him.

Ryan gulped, there was no turning back now. Doing his best not to make a sound, he grabbed hold of the ladder on either side. Planting his feet in the ground, he hoisted the ladder up with one pull and cringed as it dragged against the side of the house.

A loud scraping noise echoed through the cool night air. Ryan stood frozen in terror. His mind began to play tricks on him. He saw Claire's mother opening the front door and seeing him. Her dad peering out the window. After what seemed like forever, Ryan finished maneuvering the ladder into place outside of Claire's window.

His limbs still shaking with fear, Ryan stepped up onto the first step. Claire was holding the ladder from the top, but Ryan had still dug a divot with his heel in the ground for each leg of the ladder so it wouldn't fall. Carefully, he made his way up to her window. Ryan had always hated ladders. Every step felt like he would fall to his death.

Ryan reached the top and was greeted by Claire's smiling face. He planted a kiss on her lips quickly before pulling himself through her window and into her room. He quickly threw his shirt and shorts off so he stood in just his underwear. He turned around to face Claire.

When his eyes adjusted, Ryan took in Claire in all her glory. Maybe he was just horny, but she looked hotter than ever before. Her jet black hair fell perfectly over her bare shoulders. Ryan's eyes searched her body hungrily. Taking in every perfect curve. A black, laced bra did little to contain her perky tits. He could see her nipples piercing through the cloth, rock hard from the cool air coming through the window.

His eyes ate up the image of her toned stomach exposed to him. The moonlight illuminating the slight outline of her abs and painting her skin with a white glow.

His vision turned to her waist that melded seamlessly into her hips. Teasing him, Claire turned her hips to reveal her tight, smooth ass jutting out from the pair of black panties she wore.

Ryan couldn't take it anymore. He lunged at Claire, knocking her down on the bed. A gasp escaped her lips and Ryan threw himself on top of her. Pinning her wrists down over her head with one hand, he used the other to cover her mouth. Claire's eyes widened, staring up at Ryan with lust.

Ryan lowered his head slowly, maintaining eye contact for as long as he could. His tongue reached out and gently grazed her neck. Claire whimpered through Ryan's palm, but it was too quiet for anyone to hear.

His tongue pressed against her neck, dragging across her skin and up to her chin. He repeated it, each time his wet tongue slid across her he drew a shuddering gasp from her lips. Carefully he moved down her chest.

Releasing her mouth, he reached around and undid the clasp on her bra. Throwing it away, he once again covered her mouth as his lips met her breasts. He kissed softly at first, circling her nipple. He released her hands from above her head and his lips surrounded her nipple. His tongue darted out and flicked over her nub, causing her to groan. As his mouth teased one breast, his other hand lowered to grope the other. Running her nipple between his index finger and thumb, his palm caressed her. Gradually he began to move faster. His tongue pressed harder into her nipple, his fingers squeezed her nipple. A muffled cry echoed into the room as he picked up the pace.

His mouth switched to her other breast while his hand lowered itself down her stomach. Fingers spread, he hesitated, enjoying the feeling of his hand rising and falling with the quivering gasps for air he felt against his hand.

Still sucking on her tit, his free hand sunk lower. His fingers teased the edge of her panties, lifting it slightly and sliding lower. Not to her pussy yet, he teased the edges of it. He could feel it throbbing, begging him to stick a finger in.

He lifted his mouth from her breast. Claire whimpered for him to return, but he refused. Staring down at her he took a minute to admire her. Her bare chest rising and falling, glistening wet with the saliva left from his mouth. Her neck stretched out leading into her face, contorted with desire. Her eyes colored with lust for him. His finger still danced around her entrance. He saw her hips elevated, moving and jerking to try and find his finger and force it in.

He kissed her passionately. His tongue pushing into her mouth and dancing with hers. Claire relaxed, soaking in the feeling of the kiss. Ryan took this opportunity to surprise. He pushed inside her with one finger. Her mouth pulled back from his and moaned, her eyes rolled back and her lips quivered.

Another finger followed the first. He pressed them to the roof of her pussy and made a beckoning motion causing Claire to squeal. He couldn't believe how wet she already was. Her juices ran down his hand as his fingers attacked her g-spot. His thumb pressed against her clit as he continued his beckoning motion. Claire wailed. His hand did little to soften her screams of pleasure. Her hips twitched against his hand, drawing him deeper inside.

"I'm cumming." Claire gasped out softly, her breath fading as pure orgasmic pleasure swept her body. Her vision lost focus and her body began to shake. Ryan refused to relent, each stroke of his fingers sending another shiver through Claire's body. Finally, she grew still. Her breathing turned from soft, shuddering gasps to long, heaving breaths. His hand relaxed from around her mouth to allow her to breath and moved to her hair, stroking it with admiration. When at last her breathing had become reasonable again, he slowly pulled his fingers from her cunt. Claire stared as he brought them to his mouth and took them in, licking her juices from his fingers. He smiled at her. Not a charming smile of reassurance. A smile that made her stomach turn. A smile that let her know he wasn't finished with her yet. Her body was his and he was going to claim it.

Ryan stood up and looked down at her on the bed. Her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, knuckles white. Her perfect body laid out for him to take. Grabbing her thighs he spread her legs. Claire put up no resistance, she could do nothing but let him take what was his.

Ryan slid his underwear to the ground. His cock was already mostly hard. Claire reached up to rub it and Ryan let her. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft and began to rub. Ryan ripped off her panties, sliding them down over her legs before flinging them behind him. He knocked her hand away and lowered his dick to the entrance to her pussy. He hit it against her lips, Claire squealed as his head bounced off her clit. He lowered the head, pressing hard into Claire's warm flesh before finally feeling his shaft slip into her sopping wet cunt.

"Beg for it," Ryan hissed, looking up into Claire's eyes again. He saw her eyes widen and could feel her pussy tense around his head which sat poised to enter into her. "Beg for my cock you slut."

"Fuck Ryan, fuck me hard, fuck my tight teenage pussy." Claire wasted no time. Her hips bucking forward, pussy clenching, her abs tight as she stretched out as far as she could, trying to force Ryan inside of her. Ryan made a motion for her to be quieter, but she didn't listen. "Destroy my cunt Ryan, take me like the slut I am, I need your cock, Ryan, fuck your little whore until I scream and wake up the house. Use my body, PLEASE Ryan!"

Ryan thrust inside. He had entered her enough times that he could do it in one smooth motion. Claire's whining voice cut out as a deep, low moan forced its way out of her. Ryan covered her mouth, muffling her screams as he slammed into her again. His cock pushed through the folds of her pussy and was enveloped by her soaking wet insides. He felt her walls grip his cock tight as it buried itself deep inside her body. Claire's eyes rolled back, her mouth hung limp allowing for groans and pants to escape her lips without her realizing.

Ryan grabbed her thighs, one in each hand, and forced her legs over her head. He folded her so he could look down at her bouncing tits and pretty face which looked sexy as hell in that moment. Her deep blue eyes that he had called beautiful so many times had been replaced with raw lust. Her mouth hung open and she was drooling a little. Her hair shifted every time he slammed into her cunt. He had removed his hand from her mouth, but her screams had turned to shuddering breaths and moans as he pounded away at her. He put pressure on her legs, bending them back far and forcing her down on the bed. Her pussy clenched tighter with the added pressure, and Ryan took full advantage. He pulled out all the way before slamming his cock back down into her pussy, plunging deep into her wet cunt and hammering her down into the mattress. Claire wailed, but Ryan didn't care about the noise anymore. All he cared about was fucking his whore.

His hand reached down and grabbed her tit, still sensitive after having just cum, and began to grope it. Not rough enough to cause real pain, but enough to show her she was his. He continued to nail her into the bed, thrust after thrust causing the springs in the mattress to groan and squeak.

He could feel his cock tense and knew he was about to cum. His hand left her tit and returned to her legs. He continued his thrusting, driving harder and harder into her raw pussy. Claire's screams of pleasure echoed throughout the room. Drawing closer to cumming, Ryan lifted one last time before throwing every inch of his cock down into Claire's pussy as hard as he could. His arms pinned her legs back to her head and Claire screamed. Her pussy spasmed and he felt a rush of fluid around his cock. As Claire came she cried out relentlessly, her abs tightened and her legs shook as her body squirted out over Ryan's shaft. Ryan couldn't hold back anymore. Holding her down in that position, penetrating as far into her pussy as he could, Ryan released, flooding her cunt with his semen. Claire's eyes opened wide as spurt after spurt of cum defiled her insides. Her moans cut short as she choked on air, desperately trying to breathe through the intensity of her orgasm.

Finally, once Ryan finished he released her. Claire gasped for air, her body still trembling from the adrenaline. Ryan rolled over next to her, his cock throbbing and covered with both of their cum. Claire lay sprawled, exhausted on the bed. Her hair was tangled and matted. Semen dripped out of her red, swollen pussy and down onto her mattress. Her stomach and chest heaved as she fought for air, and Ryan found himself hypnotized by the rhythmic rising and falling of her perky tits and swollen nipples. He had the sudden urge to lick them again, but he knew how sensitive they would be so he refrained.

Once her breathing returned to normal, Claire's eyes closed and she fell asleep. Not wanting to risk an intrusion from her parents, although he was still shocked they hadn't heard him using their daughter before, he quickly dressed and climbed down the ladder. He made sure to kiss her forehead before scurrying down the ladder. He made sure to take the ladder down and put it back where he found it, then rushed home where he fell asleep immediately.

***

Ryan sat down next to Claire in English. They locked eyes and she smiled at him. Ryan reached for her hand under the table, squeezing it and running his thumb over her palm.

Emma showed up to the table just as the bell rang. She sat down quickly, and after a hello to both of them went straight into taking notes.

Ryan was feeling bold. He started taking notes with his right hand, but his left was still firmly locked around Claire's. Slowly he pulled away. Claire looked a little hurt until Ryan gently placed his hand on her thigh. His fingers rubbed slightly on the inside of her leg. Claire gasped quietly, causing Emma to glance up and give her a puzzled look. Once she looked back down at her notes, Ryan decided to get bolder.

Ryan slowly grazed his hand down her thigh, closer and closer to her pussy. He inched his way over her leg, his fingertips pressed firmly into the black leggings she wore that hugged her body perfectly. He looked up to see her face grimacing, trying to hide the emotions from Ryan's teasing.

Grinning, Ryan slid his hand back down to her knee, still toying with her. He watched her face, eyes wide begging him to move his hand back. He obliged, sliding his hand painfully slowly down the inside of her leg. As he moved his down between her legs he felt them spread open from his touch.

Although she was quiet, her breathing began to quicken. Claire bit her lip to stop herself from screaming out Ryan's name in front of the whole class. She sat rigid in her seat, tensed with anticipation for what might happen next. Ryan paused once he reached the end of her thigh. He dragged his nails over her leggings around her pussy and inner thigh. He reached out his middle finger and ran it slowly from the bottom of her pussy to her clit, making sure to put extra pressure down on it. Claire yelped but masked it with a cough so nobody noticed.

Ryan withdrew his hand from between her legs and placed it on her butt. Sensing what he planned to do, she tilted her body to the side to allow him free access to her shapely ass. He began to grope it, his fingers and palm clasping over it tightly, then slowly releasing their grip before grabbing her again. He dragged his fingernails over her ass, now sensitive and hot from Ryan's touch. He could hear her whimpering under her breath and decided to surprise her.

Moving fast, he grabbed her ass one last time and then grazed his hand over the top of her thigh and down between her legs again. Claire opened her legs again on instinct, allowing Ryan to place his middle three fingers over her pussy lips through her leggings. He pressed down hard so she could feel him, then began stroking up and down. He could feel how wet she was, when he pulled his fingers away his tips glistened with her juices. Taking a look around the room to make sure nobody was looking, Ryan locked eyes with Claire and placed the fingers in his mouth, making a show of licking them dry and enjoying the taste of her pussy.

"That's my job," Claire whispered to him, her voice hoarse and shaking. "That wasn't fucking fair." Ryan grinned at her, but before he could respond Emma shushed them. Ryan ripped off a piece of note-paper and scribbled down a message: "I want to rip open your leggings and throw you down on the table and fuck you right now." He passed the paper to Claire who blushed and mouthed "yes please" at him. Ryan grinned again in response, before starting his notes. However, he found himself too distracted by Claire to focus again. Instead, he just let his hand wander over her thigh for the rest of class, enjoying the occasional sigh of pleasure he drew from her lips.

***

"I saw you and Claire in English today," Emma said as they walked into the art classroom together.

"You did? Fuck, I thought we did a good job hiding it." Ryan replied, hoping nobody else saw them.

"Don't worry, I think I was the only one who noticed." Emma smiled. "I was talking to Claire today in science. She said you guys fucked last night."

"Yeah." He had no reason to hide it.

"She said you were rougher than usual."

"Yeah, I don't know what came over me. I just kinda lost control."

"Well from the sound of it you should lose control more often." Emma winked at him then walked away. Confused, Ryan set down to work before he heard his phone buzz. He slipped it out under the table. Clicking on the notification from Olivia, he read her text.

O- Hey there stud!

R- What's up?

O- I heard you gave Claire a rough night last night ;)

R- Jesus has everyone already heard about that?

O- Is that a bad thing?

R- I guess not

O- Anyways, do you want to come over after school today? I have a surprise I think you'll like

R- Does it have anything to do with what Claire told you?

O- I guess you'll have to wait and see ;)

Ryan turned off his phone and proceeded to stare intently at the clock on the wall, watching every tick of the second hand bring him closer to the end of school. Finally, the bell rang and Ryan sprinted out of class.

Once he got home he texted Olivia.

R- What time should I come over?

O- Around 5

R- Sounds good!

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When 5 o'clock finally rolled around Ryan was already out the door and on his way over.

He pulled up to her house and sprinted to the door, unable to contain his excitement. He barged inside without knocking, and heard a voice from up the stairs.

"Ryan is that you?" Olivia called down to him.

"Yep!" Ryan shouted back. "Can I come up?"

"Whenever you're ready!" Ryan hurried up the stairs, already beginning to strip. His shirt was thrown from his body and he dropped his pants to the floor, barely breaking stride. He opened the door and his mouth dropped. Claire and Olivia stood before him, both wearing nothing but lace, see-through panties. He immediately began to move towards them when Claire pointed to the chair sitting across the room.

"Not today. Today you get to watch." Claire smirked at him. "But don't worry, we'll make sure it's a good show."