**All characters appearing in this story are age appropriate.**
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Tad Remington was beside himself as he tried to process what had happened to him in study hall. He'd shown up to take a make-up exam only to be blackmailed by Agnes Newton; the Class TA and subsequently humiliated and molested by the normally unassuming student. She'd taken exception to an insult about her perceived "chaste" state and proceeded to prove him wrong by dominating the buff jock with the greatest blowjob he'd ever received. She was overpowering and dominant taking him places he'd never been sensually...and that was only a blowjob.
"Bet you want to know what it's like to fuck me, huh Tad?" She'd smugly teased him knowing that he was completely drained after she'd finished with him. He was left wondering about what it really would be like to have sex with the dowdy, chubby looking teen. He still had a little trouble walking later in the day due to his sore balls and perpetually hard cock. He wanted to pin the nerdy girl to a wall and rail her until she tapped out; if only to reclaim some of his lost manhood. Tad's high school experience had taken a turn for the surreal since his girlfriend Kelsey Taylor cheated on him with the class nerd Poindexter Snodgrass or Dexter as he was more commonly known. He'd been thwarted in every attempt to exact revenge on the scrawny individual watching in increasing levels of horror as the status quo was reversed placing him on the bottom of the pecking order.
Agnes had taken things to another level forcing him to watch video of his ex-girlfriend and her BFF Tiffany St. Claire going down on the hapless geek (Who happened to be unconscious at the time.) and demanded that he disclose his feelings about the whole affair.
How the fuck was he supposed to feel?!!
His girlfriend; the hottest girl in the school and probably the county was turned out by a fucking geek not even good enough to lick her boots. Their situation had the side effect of making him a laughing stock at school and amongst his teammates on the football team. He was genuinely mortified and struck dumb watching Kelsey and several other girls gush over Dexter. Meeting Agnes had changed his perspective on the word "geek" as it applied to the smug teacher's assistant. His cock was still throbbing and going through various states of arousal even at the thought of her. He wanted more from her; wanted to find out what else she was capable of and seriously fuck the snot out of her. Tad had two classes with her; more than enough time to set something up. Somehow before the day was over, Agnes Newton was getting railed.
He rushed to his English class feeling more excited than he normally would have been at the prospect of seeing his sudden crush. No matter how hard he tried; Tad could barely control the anxious feeling that washed over him at the prospect of seeing Agnes. The embattled jock was already sporting serous wood by the time he crashed into his seat. She didn't keep him waiting standing at the entrance to the classroom talking with her boyfriend Brian Lewis. He noticed that Brian looked distraught about something while Agnes appeared dismissive of her guy's situation. His cock almost leapt out of his pants when she glanced in his direction with a slight smirk on her face. She took the long way around the class to her seat as Tad found himself staring at the back of her head. He fidgeted a bit trying to get her attention before scribbling his number on a piece of paper and attempting to toss it onto her desk. It landed on the very edge of her desk and she immediately using her pen to push the note onto the floor.
"Fuckin..." He whispered to himself completely frustrated with Agnes Newton. He decided to give her another chance writing two more copies of his number that received the same response from the uninterested teen. The jock had drawn a bit of comedic attention to himself eliciting a few giggles and chuckles from his classmates. Tad Remington wasn't used to having to work this hard for a girl's attention finding himself in unfamiliar territory again. Finally, he rose on shaky legs trying to hide his apparent tumescence drawing some gasps and laughter from the female contingent in the English class.
"TAD REMINGTON!!" The portly English teacher always used her student's full names when she intended to scold them.
"Uh, uhm; yeah ma'am?"
"RETURN TO YOUR SEAT-NOW!" He stumbled back to his chair nearly tripping over his own feet to get another glance at Agnes Newton. Laughter assailed his ears before the class was silenced by the teacher rapping a yard stick on her desktop. The entitled teen hated being laughed at because he was accustomed to being on the other side of humor. He was supposed to be living large with the hottest girl in school on his arm and now he was becoming a walking joke. The rest of class was a blur other than Tiffany St. Claire momentarily taking the heat off of him as she bolted from class in a flustered state. He told himself that he would get things under control by forgetting about Agnes Newton.
"She had a lot of time on her hands anyway being such an uptight cunt; probably practices all the time!" He thought to himself trying to justify his apparent failure. At the precise moment that thought was running through his head Agnes closed her text book and turned looking directly at his face. Despite himself; Tad flushed red under her gaze feeling strangely shy and awkward. His cock was so hard that it was pulsing and dripping precum making his pant leg sticky. A wadded up ball of paper hit him directly between the eyes falling to his desk.
"Okay Tad; you'll get your chance to get up close and personal with my uptight cunt. Science Lab...see you in ten minutes." She'd turned back around in her seat before he could even react to the note.
"I'm definitely gonna crack that ass open." He thought, pumped up and stoked at the imminent encounter with the smug TA who'd taunted and teased him to distraction. My mind was afloat with images of Agnes Newton sobbing and begging off as he mercilessly pounded her until she passed out. He had been known for having a roughish charm and animalistic tendencies in the bedroom gaining his street cred from a few unprepared underclassmen. He pumped himself up even further planning to raid the dork's backdoor for good measure. The images accompanying his inner monologue had him on the verge of climaxing.
"MR. REMINGTON!!"
"Yes ma'am?"
"Class has been over for ten minutes now; you can go now." He hadn't realized what was going on around him lost in his own fantasy scenario.
"Shit; I'm late!" He sped from class knocking a few desks asunder with his muscled frame. He bolted down the hallway shoving a few students aside. He was so anxious that he fumbled with the doorknob to the lab scraping his hand. The science lab was vacant during lunch hours and all the lights had been turned down. Agnes Newton didn't seem to be there and he figured she was playing games with him.
Tad looked around a few of the stations before nervously rubbing his hands together. There was something in the air; something tinged with a kind of honeysuckle sweetness that lingered in his nostrils and eyes. It hung at the corners of his mouth bringing with it this sort of heated sensation that took over his body.
"Back here asshole." He was alerted to her voice walking towards the back of the classroom to find a cracked door. It looked like an equipment room but turned out to be a very small office. Tad found Agnes sitting there on her small desk...waiting.
"Ag-nes?" He suddenly felt unusually shy and nervous like it was his first time with a girl. He was sweating bullets and his clothing felt uncomfortable. He noticed the provocative manner in which she sat with her legs apart and the fact that her feet were bare.
"Uhm; I'm uh-Agnes?" His voice was dry and cracked as he attempted to speak.
"It is my understanding that you intend to "pound my uptight cunt" and "crack my ass open" for good measure; is that my correct assumption Tad?" It had been his one prevailing thought for the duration of class. He swallowed hard wondering how she knew averting his eyes out of embarrassment. He just nodded nervously fidgeting one either leg. He looked pale and ashen finding his mind hazed with sexual static as his cock tented his pants. It was quiet enough in the small office that Agnes' heavy breathing could be heard.
"So here I am asshole."
