Since we met over a week ago, she'd been alternating between bashful texts and coy sexts with the occasional selfie. My lil songbird turned out to be quite the active student in her high school (or "junior college" as they'd call it here). She sang in the choir, she played floorball, and she swam regularly. She used to dance too, but her parents had demanded she focus on acing the general exams this year.

Wow, what a catch.

By the time she sent me her 20th panty shot Thursday night, I was already so pent full of sexual frustration that I took my running laps to an all new high. I wasn't sure if she was being shy or coy, but I bluntly told her to be ready to meet me on Friday.

"Can't wait," was all that she texted back.

Around that same time in the early evening, I wandered around to her school's stairwell and waited for her. She'd sent me a shot of her in hot shorts, no panties again. I'd barely texted her that I was at the door when it clicked open immediately as she shoved it open with a cute lil huff.

"Hurry, it's heavy!" she chirped while leaning her body against the door.

I chuckled as I jogged through the door, holding it such that it'd shut quietly. In those few seconds, I grinned as I admired her body. She was dressed differently this time round in her school's phys ed attire: Really tiny shorts cut high up her slim thighs, and her shirt tucked tight into her shorts such that I could admire the curve of her breasts. I still love the way she tied her ponytail, a cute jaunty angle unique to her that I haven't seen on any other girls.

I snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her in for a long passionate frenching. She mewled in protest at first, but moaned as soon as I'd curled my fingers up across the nape of her neck. Our tongues wrapped around each other as I pressed her body tightly up against mine, almost till her feet were lifted off the floor. She felt so small, but I'd learned only yesterday that she actually had a small C-cup.

And that felt. so. good.

I let her go reluctantly after a good long moment. "Let's go up," I glanced pointedly at the stairs as she panted just a lil with her face flushed. She nodded silently, but didn't bring me over to the handicapped toilet the other time.

This time, she brought me up to a classroom.

I'm not complaining. Really. It's windy. It's got a great view.

But there was another girl there. With her fingers up her skirt. Already.

"Oh SHIT," she jumped as we both entered, "Why didn't you tell me he was coming!"

"You said you only wanted to watch!" my lil songbird protested.

I shushed them both immediately. Honestly, I couldn't give a damn that she didn't tell me her friend wanted to watch, so long as I don't get caught with my pants down. I gave the other schoolgirl a once over. Not as delicate as my lil songbird. Definitely much taller than her, with toned legs that beneath that skirt. I wasn't sure what she looked like beneath her uniform, but she had really really nice legs. I noticed a volleyball by her side. Hm... A volleyball girl. With glasses on, she had a sort of nerdy homely face too.

"Well, don't stop," I lifted up my lil songbird who gasped, "In fact, get comfortable."

I bent my lil girl over the teacher's desk and pulled aside her running shorts. Woah. She wasn't wearing panties again. I yanked my running shorts down and started rubbing my cockhead against her moist lips below. "Not telling me about this eh? You've been a bad girl," I whispered sternly.

I bent forward and pulled off her tight phys ed shirt. She had a nice baby blue bra; half-cup with the rest of her tits threatening to spill out. With her tight running shorts wrapped around her butt and my raging cock ready to impale her, I didn't bother with any ceremony this time.

"I'm digging in," I murmured and sighed as I begun to sink my cock into her. I could feel her stretching, peeling back my foreskin as I slid into her warmth. Then, she started quivering again, my lil songbird.

"Oh... holy shit," her friend murmured as she leaned back with her legs wide apart, fingers sinking into her own pussy to match my pace. I caught her gaze and held it until I sank balls-deep into my lil songbird. "Shit, oh shit..." She continued muttering.

I slowly begun to pull out, eliciting a moan from my girl bent over her teacher's desk.

"Hey," I gestured at her friend, "Come here. I want you to finger yourself as I fuck her."

Obediently, her friend stood up and got over from where she was in the middle of the classroom. She pulled out a chair from behind the tiny square desks, and sat down barely a meter away from me as I just begun to sink back into her friend. I didn't bother to wait for her to be seated and fingering herself again.

I started plunging in and out of my lil girl, wrapping my hands around her C-cup tits that had spilled out of her half-cup bra. I lifted her up from the desk, arching back as she did her best to keep my hard cock inside her. I frenched her whilst still fucking her doggystyle, quiet slaps filling the air as I pounded her harder and harder.

She was trembling in earnest now.

Her body just an extension of our combined lust. Her cheeks flushed. Her eyes glazed over with pleasure. I could feel her cumming and cumming. I held my cock deep inside her, allowing her to relish the pleasure as she continued shivering through her orgasms and pushing back down onto my cock. Deliciously, I could feel her cervix rubbing and sucking on my cockhead. I want to mark her again with my cum.

Her eyes met mine. She flipped around and sat up on the teacher's desk, prying apart her shorts and pussy lips just for me. We weren't paying attention to her friend now. I growled as I stood over her and pulled myself back inside her, filling her.

"Please 'cher, fuck me up..." mewling and trembling as she clung onto me, "Please use me... Use me... Use my pussy and womb. Fuck me like your toy! 'cher! Please!"

And then suddenly, she crossed the edge.

My lil songbird arched back onto the desk with a loud, "ARGH FUCK," as her body continued thrashing and quivering. My cock fell out as she continued trembling, and then I noticed the volleyball girl for the first time in the past 10 minutes.

She looked up at me, wide-eyed, vulnerable.

I turned over to her.

Took a step towards her.

Shaking like a leaf, she held out a hand and started... pulling my cock down to her pussy. Seeing that the height won't work, she sat up onto a student desk instead. I licked my lips, looking deep into her eyes as I nudged my slick cockhead against her shaved pussy.

"P.. Please fuck my virgin pussy," she whimpered.

A man doesn't let a chance like this pass up. Guessing that she likely doesn't have a hymen already, I impaled her in one smooth stroke, as her body reacted like a bolt of lightning had gone through her. I wasn't gentle with her. Didn't feel the need to.

"Oh shit! Shit! Fuck my slut pussy! Fuck!" She had a really foul mouth.

To the side, I could see my lil songbird fingering her own pussy, her eyes transfixed on her friend. I unbuttoned her top, prying up her sports bra and free those tits. Looks like a firm B-cup with soft pink nipples. I suckled on them as I fucked her mercilessly.

"You want me to cum inside you?" I licked a nipple, "Want to feel a man filling you?"

"Yes! Oh god yes! Fuck! Fuck! God!"

I wasn't really asking, but hearing a girl say that was always a turn on. Those final strokes pistoned into her, and I finally let go of a week's worth of frustration into volleyball girl. I pressed my body tight against her in my final throes of pleasure, sinking myself into her and claiming her tongue as well.

To the side, my lithe songbird's voice lifted up in her pleasure, witnessing her friend get fucked over by a stranger. I realized I wasn't quite done yet, so I simply pulled out with a plop and quickly shoved it back into my lil girl. She reacted instantly by wrapping her legs around me, forcing my semi-limp cock back into her depths. I wasn't sure if I could've gotten it up again, but her vagina constantly pulsed and milked my cock till I was hard. Over-sensitive, I knew I couldn't last, so I gave it my all till I burst for the second time in her.

She was a wet soppy mess on the desk.

So was her friend.

I pulled out panting, sat up on a desk as if I'd run a marathon.

"Fuck. Let's do this again."