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(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we’re living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it’s all in good fun. This story is highly serialized, and though it’s not 100% necessary to have read the whole story up until this point to enjoy the content of the chapter, it’s definitely advisable to understand some of the ongoing plots.)
(Author’s Note: I’m back with another chapter, and while I know Chapter 31 proved to be divisive with some of you, well… I guess it’ll stay published and be divisive with some of you. Can’t win ’em all. Glad to see that most of you seemed to enjoy it, anyway. I hope you are all healthy and happy and responsible and doing well in quarantineland out there; it’s rough going these days, but at least we have the wide, wonderful world of erotica to help distract from time to time. I hope this brings some joy into your world, if just for a little while. On top of everything else, I want to give special thanks to fellow Literotica author and SYM reader Lil_kitty for many excellent ideas and acting as a second set of eyes on this chapter, and for letting me know what did and didn’t work; if you get a chance, please check out her work and drop some stars if you enjoyed, she writes some very hot and fun stories. Oh yeah, and sorry in advance if I misrepresent the effects of marijuana use in this story; it has been a while since I have partaken. Also sorry for my limited Spanish.)
Previously, on Senior Year Memories: Basking in the glow of a new status quo, 18-year-old Ryan Collins couldn’t be happier with how well things are going now that he, goth girl Josie Wong and cheerleader Brooke King have come to a supportive and successful polyamorous relationship. January is coming to a close and ending well, and after a busy day of going down on popular flirt Brianna Roth, cheering on skater girl Jess Garza’s improved grades, and fucking cheer captain Dakota Lewis, he doesn’t think things can get any better. However, after finding himself accidentally naked in the office of insanely busty drama teacher Wanda Harker, Ryan finds himself engaging in a new side project. In exchange for helping her run the occasional errands to help her with the spring musical, Ryan is consensually dominated and fucked hard by the curvy teacher. He is happy to accept this new responsibility, but not as happy as he is to come home to Josie and Brooke at the end of the day.
I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve had a bit of a complicated year. I’ve met a lot of new people, made a lot of new friends, had a few adventures and even more misadventures, had a lot of sex, and even managed to complicate a number of things that I never expected to be all that complicated. I had a lot on my plate, but even though that got exhausting at times, on the whole I was happy for it. I know that level of complications isn’t for everyone, but when every year I’d lived before had felt duller than dishwater, I was happy for a few complications.
Admittedly, I might have taken on one or two too many by the time January ended. Between tutoring three students, working on the school paper, two girlfriends, a whole lot of girls who wanted to have occasional casual sex with me, and signing on to be our insanely hot drama teacher’s errand boy/part-time submissive (oddly relaxing, given everything else on my plate), as well as homework going into the final end of my senior year *and* the random month-long projects I seemed to be taking on with increasing frequency, I had a lot going on.
So, yeah, as much as I enjoyed the complications, when I could take the occasional shortcut that would let me relax, I’d take the shortcut that’d let me relax, even if that meant missing my morning bike ride to school.
Still, when Josie offered to carpool on that last day of the month, I wasn’t one to argue.
When I heard the horn honking outside, I grabbed up my backpack and waved a quick goodbye to Dad, though he was so wrapped up in the set of antique dental instruments he was restoring that he could only wave half-heartedly back to me.
Getting out on the lawn, I was a bit surprised to see that I wasn’t the only one out here. My neighbor, 18-year-old Alice Talbot, stood outside already waiting for the ride expectantly. A beautiful, athletic black girl with soft skin, a tight body, and her impressive curls usually held in a loose afro, she usually rode her bike along with me to school and dressed accordingly. Today, though, she wore a flattering green dress with leggings underneath, and a light jacket on top.
Looking her up and down as we both approached Josie’s car, I smiled and asked, “She call you, too?”
“She did,” Alice confirmed, licking her lips slightly. I shivered at the sight, remembering very fondly what it felt like bahis firmaları to have those lips wrapped around my cock. Alice and I hadn’t had much free time together to fool around since our memorable first time (that soon became a rather impressive foursome once Josie and Brooke joined in), and I found myself missing that closeness.
I felt a little something pass between us, a certain understanding that both of us wanted a little more of that time.
“I really need to pry you away from your girlfriends sometime,” she said, looking down at my crotch.
“You read my mind, though I think they’d like to see you try. I’d like to see that too, for that matter,” I joked.
The rear passenger window rolled down, and a bright, cute face with a bouncy pair of blonde pigtails stuck through. “Hiya, guys! Josie’s driving, and I call Ryan to sit back here with me, so, you, like, get shotgun, Alice! It’s normally, like, the best non-driving seat, but not today!”
I smiled at Brooke King as she beamed at me proudly.
“This feels terribly strategic,” Alice said.
Looking at my cute girlfriend’s face as she smiled brightly at me, I said, “Doesn’t it?”
Brooke slid across the seat and let me in next to her, while Alice took her seat right in front of me. Brooke was… well, looking as cute as ever. I never thought I’d be in a relationship with a girl who wore as much hot pink and sounded like as much of a ditz as Brooke King, but now I only ever looked on her with adoration. Her tight and petite body was contained in a pink top, pink coat, and a knee length skirt that was, yup, you guessed it, bright pink, almost as bright as her smile, but few things were.
“You’re looking good today,” I said to her.
“Oh, I know it! And you’re just so damn cute too!” she exclaimed, leaning over to kiss me. The kiss soon became something of a tackle as she leaned into me, arms wrapped around my neck as she made out with me. A tongue battle with Brooke King had a way of lasting for quite a while, and normally I’d have been happy for that to be the case, but someone clearing their throat up front broke that up rather quickly.
“Seatbelts, everyone. Safety first,” Josie Wong chided from the driver’s seat. She looked at me in the rear-view mirror with a single black, raised eyebrow, the faintest hint of a curled smile on her face.
Josie was my first girlfriend, a busty, Chinese goth princess who dressed all in black and fucked like every bit as much of a freak as Brooke. The two of them couldn’t have been any more different, but the three of us worked quite well together as a polyamorous trio. We could all bring something fairly unique to the arrangement, and knew how to have fun together. And, well, it was kind of cool that we all liked each other as well. There was no reason the three of us should have worked together, but somehow, we managed it.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, sliding my belt on. Begrudgingly, Brooke did the same. I’m sure she’d have loved nothing more than to slide onto my lap and just fuck me silly (and her position on automotive safety combined with sex was a little flexible), but it was Josie’s car, and Josie’s tone was quite firm. There would be no car-fucking today.
Still, seeing Brooke in one of her more lusty-looking moods, I knew there was something else I could do.
As Josie pulled away from the curb, I smiled at Brooke and reached over with my left hand, squeezing her thigh. She purred appreciatively, especially when I began to sneak my hand further up, under her skirt. She looked at me with her cute green eyes and smiled brightly.
“Oh, I could so go for a cum right now,” she whispered to me as my fingers found the damp patch at the front of her no doubt bright pink panties.
“We all could,” Josie said dryly from up front. “You’re just the one who’s lucky enough to actually get one.”
“I knew I should’ve fought for the back seat,” Alice said, amused but annoyed.
“Shoulda, but didna, and that’s why I get a great great great fucking start to my daaaaaaaaay!” Brooke squealed as I slipped my fingers underneath her panties and into her pussy. I knew her pussy about as well as I knew anything, and I was quite confident that I could get a good cum out of her before we made the short drive to school.
The way she bit her lip and still managed to moan through it, I knew I was off to a pretty good start.
“Did you hear, Ryan?” Josie asked. “Nadia’s back.”
“Oh?” I said, twisting my hand so my pinkie could graze Brooke’s clit. “That’s news.”
Nadia Barclay was an overachiever, the editor of our school paper, and seriously intense in bed. She had been out sick since about the time we’d returned to school with a fairly intense flu, and I got the impression that now that she was back, she’d be trying to make up for lost time. She meant to win some awards for our paper by the end of the year, and she had to be bouncing off the walls for how long she’d spent away.
“Yeah, should make things kaçak iddaa fun. I got a text from Nica, she wants a lot of us to swing by for a couple minutes to check in during lunch. You, me, Hope, Nica, Willie, Leah, Tori…” Josie said, going just shy of listing off every member of the Puma Press.
Brooke groaned at my efforts, holding onto my wrist for dear life. I said to Josie, “Is it looking bad?”
“Well, it’s not looking good, but I don’t think it looks bad, either,” Josie said. “It wouldn’t hurt to have a good story or some gossip in mind.”
“What kind of gossip?” I asked.
“I dunno, I’m a photographer, not a writer,” Josie replied. “I was wandering in the science building the other day and I’m pretty sure I heard moaning through a door. By the voices I think Mrs. Chan and Ms. Moore might have been screwing around.”
“Mrs. Chan and Ms. Moore?” I asked. Both of them were popular and well-liked science teachers, and though Ms. Moore was definitely rumored to be a lesbian and I knew of Mrs. Chan’s extracurricular fun, I didn’t know it was happening on school grounds. They were both pretty hot, so it was not a bad image, but…
I shook my head. “Hot, but definitely not going to be helpful.”
“I know some gossip,” Brooke moaned.
Alice turned around with interest. She hadn’t made a ton of friends at school so far, so she definitely looked ready for some good gossip. Alice said, “Do tell.”
“Well, like, you all totally know the hot new history teacher Mr. Beaumont, right? Well, he’s got, like, a lot of girls I know kinda creaming their panties for him… like that Ryan, please… and there’s kind of a bet going around to see who can fuck him first…” Brooke moaned.
“Isn’t he married?” Alice asked.
“If you think that’s gonna stop any of this school’s sluts, you haven’t been here long enough. These girls are hot, and determined, and there won’t be much that’ll stop them,” Josie explained, eying me in the rearview mirror. I’d had my share of encounters with married women, and
Alice shrugged. “You make a fair point.”
Since I had Mrs. Lynn as my history teacher, I didn’t know Mr. Beaumont terribly well, but I had seen him around. He was handsome, tall and muscular, and I could see how he’d captured the eyes of the senior class girls. If they were going to start throwing themselves at him… well, he was definitely in trouble.
“That’s probably not the kind of gossip that would make for good use in the paper, either. Teachers and sex… not the kind of story that Nadia would want to publish,” I admitted.
“Probably not. It’s cool, though,” Josie replied.
“Toooooooooootally…” Brooke groaned, bucking her hips against my hand as I began to finger her more vigorously.
“I was thinking… since we’ve had such a great month together, and I consider all of you about my best new friends here, would the rest of you perhaps be interested in doing something tonight?” Alice suggested.
“Oh, really?” Josie asked, raising a suggestive eyebrow.
Alice laughed. “Not that. I mean, it doesn’t have to be that, if it just becomes that I am quite fine, but… I was just thinking maybe ordering some food, watching a movie, playing some games… what would the lot of you think of that?”
“I’m down,” Josie said.
“Ohgod, ohgod… totally…” Brooke said, her hands clenching the seat as she got closer and closer. Given our proximity to the school, that was likely for the best.
“Yeah, that sounds like a lot of fun,” I said, before a thought about timing hit me. “But…”
“But? But what? You got three hot, very fun, and might I note again hot girls for a night of fun, potentially lust and definitively some hijinks, what’s the but about?” Josie asked.
“I must echo her sentiment,” Alice replied, amused.
“Totally…” Brooke said, almost breathless. She was panting and looking at me with her big green eyes, needy and wanting me to finish her off with my fingers. Given how I could pretty much live for making Brooke cum, this was something I wasn’t going to deny her. Squeezing her clit gently between two of my fingers, I watched and we all listened as she came loudly, jerking in her seat as she moaned and laughed, leaning her head back with her mouth open in a big, broad, silly smile of ecstasy. A flood of her juices coated my hand and her panties, giving us all a nice whiff of her intoxicating scent.
“Oooh, yesyesyes, like, wow, guys, I never get tired of that,” Brooke said, leaning over to kiss me.
“Neither do I,” I said, kissing her back.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we all love making Brooke cum, and now my car’s going to smell like her cunt for the rest of the day thankyouverymuch,” Josie rattled off quickly.
“You’re welcome!” Brooke shot back, cheerfully, sticking her tongue out at our girlfriend.
Josie raised her middle finger to Brooke. “Regardless, that doesn’t explain what the fuck Ryan meant when he said ‘but’.”
I pulled my kaçak bahis hand from under Brooke’s skirt. She quickly grabbed it in her small, strong hands, licking her juices from my fingers luxuriantly. Though the feeling and the sight of her sucking my fingers deep got me rock hard, I needed to focus.
“The only thing that might mess things up is it being the end of the month,” I said.
Josie caught on fairly quickly to what I was insinuating.
“Ah,” Josie said. “Right. I’ve heard of better excuses, but that’s not a terrible excuse.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Alice asked.
“Jess Garza,” I explained. “One of the girls I’m tutoring. I promised her that if she improved her grades, that I’d, uh, rock her world.”
“And have her grades been improving?” Alice asked.
“Big time,” I admitted. “I don’t know if she’d come and collect today, but-“
“Knowing Jess, she’ll collect ASAP,” Josie said.
“And you know Jess?” I asked.
“Some; Mia and I bum some weed off her sometimes. She’s cool, but if she wants something, she’s taking it,” Josie said.
I didn’t think she was wrong about this; Jess was a fun-loving and amicable skater and stoner, but I’d come to learn that when there was something she was enthusiastic for she basically became the Juggernaut. Nothing would stop her. As a pretty hot Latina with shockingly great curves under her less than flattering clothes, and one I’d found to be both nice and really fun, I normally wouldn’t have minded this, if only it wouldn’t mean, you know, losing a night with Josie, Brooke and Alice.
“So… yes, if that is what happens, or when that happens, I have my doubts about my availability today,” I said, letting the disappointment seep into my voice.
Josie nodded. “Yeah, that’ll probably happen. She’s a tight slut, hope you two have a lot of fun.”
Though Josie said this with a harsh tone, I could see her lips curling into a smile at the edges in the mirror. Though she loved to give me a hard time, she was having fun with me and would no doubt be begging me for details of what it was like between Jess and me.
We pulled into the school’s parking lot. A little huffy, Alice said, “Well, bully for you, then. You were starting to sell me on just some after-school sex.”
“Ya know if Ryan’s busy, like, we can totally have some fun of our own,” Brooke said, straightening herself out to look at least a little more presentable.
“Doing our hair and watching movies?” Alice joked.
“I was thinking of heading down by the community college,” Brooke said. “They got this sex shop nearby with, like, everything cheap and they got these changing rooms that got, like, glory holes in them that only really bring in these neat and clean college guys, and it’s, like, totally fun. Kaitlyn and I go there and get all messy every so often, it’s pretty fucking sweet.”
Alice cocked her head. “Interesting. Enticing. Sounds fun!”
As Josie pulled into a spot, I said, “Well, whatever you three settle on doing, take pictures and have a lot of fun, okay?”
“Hey, you’re the one abandoning us. You’ll be lucky if we even give you stories about the shit we got up to,” Josie said, shutting down the car and opening up.
“We’ll totally take pictures and tell you what we did,” Brooke whispered proudly.
“Well, you girls be safe and suck a lot of cocks and have a lot of fun then,” I joked.
“You know we will,” Brooke said, kissing me again quickly.
I stretched when I got out, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. I took a moment to kiss Josie and Brooke before we began to spread our separate ways into the school. With my hand still covered in Brooke and Brooke’s saliva, I knew my first stop was going to be a bathroom where I’d-
A meek voice called out for me. I turned my head and saw a girl running toward me from the bike racks. With pale skin and dressed in paint spattered overalls and a blue t-shirt, her dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and big brown eyes looking out from behind her glasses, Jennifer Cage ran at me with a bit of a nervous smile on her face. I didn’t know her very well, other than her being a bit of a nerd and fairly artsy, and that she was fairly invisible around school, but she always seemed nice enough. The last time I’d seen her she almost caught Brianna Roth and me in one of the school’s art rooms, but we’d been lucky enough to avoid an interruption.
Hanging around the bike racks, I couldn’t help but think she might have been waiting for me where I’d usually be pulling in.
“Hi, uh, Jennifer,” I said. “I’m in a bit of a rush. I need to hit the restroom before class.”
I didn’t have to tell her it was to wash Brooke’s pussy off my hand.
“Oh, I understand, I should be getting to class too… but I was wondering if I could talk to you about something today? Something important?” Jennifer asked.
“What kind of important?” I asked.
“It’s, uh… difficult to explain…” she said nervously, looking down at the ground. “And probably not something that we should talk about here, especially if you need to run, because I don’t want to make you late or anything, but I feel like I need to, and-“
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