18+ Campus: Larissa's Afternoon (sample)

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18+ Campus: Larissa's Afternoon (sample)

**Summary:** *Larissa is one of many students moved to adult-only campuses across the country. We follow the busty student on her afternoon. From lunch, to gym, to classroom antics, and even an evening date!*

*Larissa and all the other young women are there to learn how to be proper and useful sluts in modern society. It's all just part of a proper education in a world where education is sex for students eighteen and up!*

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Larissa looked at the stuff that passed for food on the pink, segmented plastic tray in front of her. The peas were wrinkled and cold, the carrots were almost brown, and the rectangle of limp bread with fake cheese on it that they dared to call pizza was congealing, left alone after a single bite. She pushed things around with her fork for a few seconds before turning her attention to the little cup of green gelatin.

The label claimed it was a single serving of "Enriched Lime-Flavored Dessert Gel For Females" though she wasn't sure what you could enrich it with. She was, in fact, not sure it was actual gelatin. She shrugged and peeled off the plastic cover, shoved her spoon in, lifted up a jiggling mouthful, and took a bite. It rolled around and fell apart on her tongue, tasting mostly of lime, sugar, and a light under-taste that reminded her of the scent of empty medicine bottles.

She looked over at the other students still in a pair of twin lines, waiting for their lunches. The guys were in one line and the girls in another, each being served a set of "enriched foods formulated for their needs." At least, that's what all the signs, posters, and printing on the tables said.

"Well, it's free food, anyway," she thought. "And it does seem to pep everyone up for afternoon classes. So, I guess it's all probably true..."

Larissa looked down at her cleavage and plucked a crumb from it. Her breasts were large and soft but still didn't need a bra, which she would have had to get special permission to wear anyway. Instead, she was dressed in a tight miniskirt, a white baby-tee that barely covered her tits and that her nipples could easily be seen through, and knee-high black socks.

Only the female teachers got to wear socks that went up to their thighs. The students had to make do with showing off their bare knees all the time. On her feet, she wore a pair of flats with buckles, though she was allowed to wear heels.

If she wore tiny shorts and a sports bra, she could wear sneakers and white crew socks but she rarely did that outside of spirit week.

She pushed her red pigtails back over her shoulders so they wouldn't dip into the peas and carrots on her tray, then went back to spooning the rest of her cup of fortified desert into her mouth. There were only three or four spoonfuls in the tiny cup, even if she'd taken smaller scoops.

"Hey, Rissa, I've got something to wash your lunch down for you!"

She rolled her eyes, sighed, and looked over to see her best friend's boyfriend, Sam, standing next to her with his hard cock in one hand, aimed squarely at her face.

She glanced around the lunchroom again, noticing that several girls had slid under the tables, were kneeling, or were held upside down, and sucking cocks. A few were bent over the tables, getting railed from behind. One was on all fours with three guys fucking her mouth, pussy, and ass at the same time.

"Fucking Hannah! Popular girls always get the gangbangs," Larissa thought.

"Well, looks like lunch is already doing its job," she said.

"What?"

"Never mind. I'm guessing you want me to suck that?"

"Fuck yeah! Leave it to a top student to know what's up. My dick, that's what!"

He waved his cock at her, sending a bit of pre-cum flying onto her nose. He was an idiot. Not just a little bit of an idiot. Not the kind of idiot a lot of people could be on a few days out of the year. No, he was a solid moron. Though he was good-looking and had a nice cock. It was sizable but not unreasonable and was pretty, as much as those things could be pretty. So, despite his flaws, Larissa knew exactly what Mara saw in him.

She smiled wanly and gave a brief laugh at his joke, just so he wouldn't tell it again. He always told a joke two or three times if the first time didn't get a laugh. After the perfunctory giggle, she turned a bit and took the head of his cock between her thick lips.

With his hip pressed against the linoleum-covered table, he leaned over her and gently thrust his cock in and out between her lush lips. His hands were resting on the sides of her head, though he mostly let her move as she liked. She hummed around his cock and winked up at him. As usual, he moaned deeply and leaned his head back to let out a little growl.

It wasn't long before he pulled his thick cock back out, aimed it at her open mouth, and she felt his hot cum, salty and a little sweet, splash onto her waiting tongue. She swallowed with a loud gulp and opened her mouth again, as she'd learned in class, to show him she'd swallowed it all.

"Good girl."

He said it nearly automatically. It was one of the stock phrases the guys learned in Etiquette class, just like she and the other girls learned their own set of phrases to say before being fucked, while being fucked, and after men were done with them.

"Thank you for feeding me, sir."

It was hard for her not to roll her eyes or laugh at the idea of calling such an idiotic dork "sir" but she knew it would make her look bad if she didn't play along.

He laughed and patted her head as if she were a dog or cat he'd just been playing with, then walked back across the cafeteria to sit next to Mara while she bounced up and down on a jock's rock-hard, if a bit small, cock.

"Hmm... Isn't that Bobby Wilkens? I heard he can cum like twelve times before he gets soft," she thought while washing down Sam's cum with a bit of apple juice.

Mara bent forward and started sucking Sam's cock while still riding Bobby's. The fortified food was really something. Guys would be hard again within minutes or seconds of cumming. The girls, including Larissa, always felt hot, wet, and a bit bothered.

"I heard they're going to start adding it to the water on campus, just like fluoride," she thought. "I mean, they already do at offices and stuff... So, it only makes sense... I guess."

She shrugged at her line of thought and quickly polished off the rest of her food, even the cold pizza, just before the bell rang, letting everyone know it was time to go to afternoon classes.

Her pigtails bouncing along behind her, her tits bouncing in front, and her skirt fluttering with each step to show off her waxed pussy and round ass, she walked through the halls at a brisk pace, trying not to be late for once.

"Not that it matters much," she thought while looking at another girl getting her ass fucked while her head was buried in a trash can. "We all get full credit in every class for the semester just for showing up on the first and last days. The rest of the time, we could be fucking anywhere, as long as we show up for finals."

She rounded a corner and sighed. The door to her next class was just a few steps away. However, in front of it, Mrs. Guttierez was tits-down on the floor while Adam Fineman plowed into her big ass. She was in her mid-forties, with a soft, curvy body, and usually wore glasses, though those were in her left hand while she moaned and cleared away tears from her eyes with her right.

"Hurry up, Adam, class is about to start," their teacher said, then started to grind her ass back against the thrusts of his thick, barely lubed cock.

"Y-yes, ma'am!"

Larissa started to step over Mrs. Guttierez but smiled as a thought popped into her head. She stopped midway, straddled her teacher's back, and turned to face Adam, lifting her shirt and showing him her large, perky tits. She reached around behind his head and shoved his goofy grin into her breasts, then guided his mouth over to a nipple and moaned as he started sucking eagerly. A few seconds later, he thrust hard and deep into their teacher's ass and shot a load of cum off while still latched onto and moaning on Larissa's left nipple.

"That's a good boy. Now, let's all get to our desks," Mrs. Guttierez said while sliding off Adam's flagging cock and out from under Larissa.

The two students shuffled into the classroom, followed by a few more, while the teacher straightened her clothes, dried her eyes, and put her glasses back over her soft, brown eyes.

"That was very good work today, Mr. Fineman. Expect some extra credit. You as well, Larissa. Very creative and real initiative shown! If you keep up the hard work, you might make it into the Advanced Slut classes next semester. The rest of you that were watching, you could learn a few things from these two," Mrs. Guttierez said while stepping behind the podium at the front of the class. "Alright, who's ready to learn some Chemistry?"

Adam smiled at Larissa and winked. She rolled her eyes but pulled her blouse down and over a little, to flash one of her hard, pink nipples at him. A few girls nearby giggled at how they were flirting but Mrs. Guttierez simply smiled and started her lecture.

Before she was ten minutes into her lecture, three young men were pounding out their lunch-fortified horniness on their older teacher. One was beneath her, driving his cock deep into her wet pussy, another leaned over her, pounding into her well-trained asshole, and the third was ramming his cock down her throat while she occasionally moaned, choked, and gagged.

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