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New Faces
Date: 11/8/2023, Categories: Fiction Anal Black, Blowjob Consensual Sex Erotica Fan fiction, Interracial, Male/Female Older Male / Female, Author: Eccho, Source: sexstories.com
The final bell rings and everyone eagerly steps out to start their long anticipated weekend. No one even looks in my direction. Not a problem, though. They just wanna go home and take a break on their phones and game systems and crypto currencies or whatever kids these days get into. Either that or they just wanna take a good ol’ fashioned nap. Who am I to get mad at that? Still, it wouldn't hurt if one person stopped to say something, but you can’t have everything, I guess. As I finish up my business and prepare to pack everything up, I hear a knock on my door. Must be Claire to tell me how much I suck again. Alright, let’s have it. “Come on in,” I announce, not even bothering to look at the door, “Hey, what’s up, Sazh,” I hear a completely different voice say, taking me off guard. I peek over at the door and to my surprise, it’s Snow. “Hey there,” I greet back, “What’s goin’ on?” “Nothin’ much. Just checking in on the school fossil. You still kicking, old timer?” “Ha ha. Funny. Haven’t heard that one before.” “Yeah, I bet you haven’t. No, I just came by to see if you heard about the new recruit coming in next week.” Really? This late into the year? There’s just 3 months left before school ends. “New recruit?” I question, “A bit late in the game, aren’t they?” “Yeah, I know,” he concurs, “But one look at her will immediately make you yearn for summer to pass by.” “That much of a looker, huh?” “That doesn’t do her justice, man. She’s ...
... hot. Smoldering. One look at her will kill you.” “Alright, alright, get a hold of yourself before you make a mess on my floor. Janitors have it bad enough already. So when exactly is this inferno lady showing up?” “First thing Monday. And I have never wanted a Monday to appear more. If that doesn’t tell you how sexy this woman is, I don’t know what will.” “Well, your spoilers for your wet dreams for later aren’t exactly doing that job. Not at all. I’m surprised you don’t have a picture of the poor girl already.” “Give me a day.” “You sure your hands will be free at that time?” “Laugh all you want, you old fart. All I know is that the second she steps in this building, it’s only a matter of time before she’s all over me.” “Uh huh. Like how Claire was ‘all over you’ when you shot your shot with her. How’s your elbow, by the way?” He narrows his eyes at me before shifting his hand to his shoulder. “You’re supposed to be a nice guy,” he says, causing me to snicker, “This is true,” I respond, “And as a man who’s assuming that role, I’m just telling you to be careful unless you want a potential repeat.” “That was a fluke. Complete misjudgement. A slight mishandling of the situation. No different than the constant risk one takes when stepping out of their home. You either reap the benefits or crash and burn-” “And burn you did with that one.” He glares at me, earning another chuckle, before continuing with, “...Buuut it’s all just a matter of ...