1. Vector: Chapter One


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: zxnoregretsxz69, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    do, so our class was made up mostly of sophomores and a few juniors. I took a seat next to a frat boy wannabe, who acknowledged me with a subtle upward nod of his head and turned back to talk to the girl next to him. As soon as the bell rang, Ms. Soto walked to the front of the room and introduced herself in Spanish that she had clearly dumbed down for us. "Hola, estudiantes, me llamo Señorita Soto. Soy de Colombia y este año es mi primer año de la enseñanza, así que estoy muy emocionado!" For the rest of the class, Ms. Soto reviewed what we should've learned last year while Marty stared dreamily at her. She was definitely pretty hot --she looked like a fitness model or something-- but Marty was really starting to look weird. I hit him discreetly, and when he realized what he had been doing for the past forty minutes, he sat back in his chair in an attempt to look chill and blasé. To be fair, he wasn't the only one staring: most of the boys and even a couple girls had their eyes trained almost unblinkingly on Ms. Soto. I mean, I was still thinking lewd thoughts about Sara, but at least I hid it well. That outfit she was wearing was amazing: short Nike shorts that showed off her long legs with a tank top and sweatshirt combo that revealed way too much cleavage to be school-appropriate. I shook my head as if that would clear my mind of my obscene thoughts and tried my best to focus on Spanish. The next periods, English and my shop class, took up the time until lunch. Not much ...
    happened in either class, except for me finding out that I didn't know anyone in either. I walked over to the picnic tables in a courtyard just outside the school to meet my friends. At CPHS, only seniors were allowed to leave campus for lunch, so I had brought one. They used to allow everyone to leave for lunch, but I'm pretty sure that they ended that as soon as possible after realizing that people were just leaving campus to smoke weed. I spotted my recently-made friends --Eric had introduced me to his friends last year, gregarious guy that he was, so that I would know some people when I came to CPHS-- sitting at a large square purple picnic table. Eric, Marty, and Daniel were already there, and with them were the other members of our group: Jonathan, a tough but friendly kid from inner-city Chicago, and Alex, a huge sports fan, nerd, and party animal. A smile lit up my face when I saw everyone; it had only been about a week since we last hung out, but it was nice seeing everyone at school. "What's up, fuckers?" I grinned. There was a chorus of greetings and profanity in response as I sat at the table. After some discussion of our classes and the events of the day, Alex remembered that he wanted to tell us something. "Sho..." He swallowed a gigantic bite of ham sandwich and continued, "so, there's a party this Friday at Theresa Butler's house for freshmen only, and I think we should all go." Theresa Butler was one of the popular girls in our grade, maybe the most popular. ...
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