Lydia smiled as she noticed her friends making their way towards the shadows behind the DJ booth, the four of them not being especially sneaky by her standards. “Well, a friend in need,” the girl chuckled, gncing over at Jeff who was leaning against the wall sipping a drink. The man was clearly enjoying the view as several young girls tried to dance half-way provocatively to the face-paced music.

  Weaving and dancing her way through the crowd, Lydia smirked at the looks she got from most of the boys, enjoying the way their eyes lingered upon her despite that not a one had the courage to do anything about the way she made them feel.

  “Soon enough,” the girl murmured to herself, soon sliding up next to Jeff and quietly leaning against the wall next to him.

  It took the man a moment to notice her, Jeff jumping a little, his eyes going wide as the child looked up at him with a teasing smirk.

  “Enjoying the view?” Lydia inquired, the man letting out a nervous chuckle.

  “I'm not being too obvious, am I?” Jeff inquired with a hint of concern, the girl giving him a slow shrug.

  “Well, our adult supervision hasn't noticed yet, so I wouldn't worry too much about it,” Lydia replied, leaning forward a bit to gnce at the teacher who was presently patrolling the opposite perimeter.

  Jeff rolled his eyes, letting out an exasperated breath. “That woman is rather persistent,” he admitted, risking a quick gnce in the teacher's direction, “it's a good thing I'm married, I think it's the only thing keeping me safe from her right now.”

  “It's never stopped me before,” Lydia commented with a chuckle, the man inhaling sharply, his expression becoming a bit uncomfortable.

  “That um, implies that you've uh... done things with married men before,” Jeff said carefully, the girl giving a nonchant shrug.

  “Now and then,” Lydia confessed with a half-shrug, her tone entirely cking concern.

  Jeff stared at the little goth girl for a moment. “Aren't you, like twelve, though?” he inquired, a hint of exasperation in his voice, “How did you even get like this?”

  Lydia shrugged again, the girl looking up in to the man's eyes. “I guess I was just born this way,” she replied cryptically, something in the child's gaze filling the man with a mix of fear and arousal that made his body shudder.

  “Maybe it's better that I don't ask,” Jeff chuckled nervously as the girl frowned a little, noticing the teacher heading in the direction of the DJ booth.

  “There is something I need to ask, though,” Lydia continued in a more serious tone, Jeff raising a sandy blond eyebrow at her, “I seem to be in need of of a distraction. Shouldn't take long, but I can't have Miss Boring over there interfering with things.”

  Jeff frowned, gncing at the woman again. “What'd you have in mind?” he inquired, not liking where things were going, but knowing it'd be worth it in the end.

  Lydia smirked a tiny bit, knowing she had him. “Ask her to dance,” the girl replied, feeling a little bemused at the way her words caused the man's body to tense up, “I just need her distracted for a bit.”

  “Do I even want to know why?” Jeff chuckled, his mind racing as he wondered what the girl was up to.

  “If you're a good boy, I'll tell you all about it ter,” Lydia told him with a sly grin, “probably while you're inside of me even.”

  Jeff's eyes went wide, the man nearly spitting out his drink. “I ah... I'll go distract her,” he said quickly, downing his drink and tossing the cup into the trash before marching determinedly in the woman's direction.

  Lydia sighed, the slender girl shaking her head slowly. “All too easy,” she muttered before turning about and making her way through the crowd once more.

  Reaching the dark green double doors of the gym's equipment room, Lydia turned around and leaned against it, the girl's right hand touching her pentacle as her left dipped into the pocket of her dress.

  “Just ignore me, I'm not even here,” Lydia whispered as she slipped out a lock-pick and pushed it into the key hole on the door handle, her eyes scanning the crowd.

  Gncing about at the other children, the girl's nimble fingers moved slowly and carefully, smiling to herself as she noted the longing gnces mixed with a few cautious touches here and there.

  “Definitely need to adjust the potency,” Lydia mused, feeling a little disappointed by the small number of stolen kisses she'd observed, smiling to herself as she felt the gentle click of the lock working itself free.

  Turning the handle, the girl stepped back, pushing the door open just enough so she could reach around and properly unlock it from the other side. Gncing over to where Jeff was doing his best to look like he was having a good time as he danced with the teacher, Lydia smiled to herself. The room would make for a better spot than behind the DJ booth, she chuckled to herself, even if the risk of being caught was much lower, which did, sadly, make it a bit less fun.

  Letting the door slide quietly closed, Lydia slipped off into the crowd again, once more pleased by the looks she received, her body moving and swaying in time with the music. Being sure to give a few of the boys sly, teasing gnces, Lydia made sure to keep an eye on both the DJ booth and the adults.

  As much fun as it would be to see Samantha and the others got caught, Lydia knew better than to let long term pns get squashed for a momentary bit of amusement. Besides, she had a promise to keep to Jeff, not to mention the possibility of of luring Cra into something more than just dancing. The shy ones were always so much fun after all...

  *****

  Zack barely had to look for Lydia as another slow song finally came on, the boy fshing her a mischievous grin, the girl all but appearing out of the crowd. “I've been ordered to show you a good time,” he said teasingly, the girl chuckling softly as she slipped her arms onto his shoulders.

  “It's actually a legal requirement,” Lydia purred, grinning as his hands csped her waist, the two children moving to the music, the girl's gaze momentarily gncing in Evan's direction, pleased to find him speaking to Amy.

  “Oh, I'm pretty sure nothing I want right now is legal,” Zack chuckled, pressing himself closer, Lydia's smile deepening, the girl letting out a soft, rumbling moan, feeling his hardness press against her for a moment.

  “What's wrong? Didn't you have enough fun back there?” she inquired teasingly, gncing towards the DJ booth before meeting the boy's intense gaze once more.

  Zack exhaled slowly, shaking his head thoughtfully. “Yeah, for about two minutes or so,” he sighed with a soft chuckle, “Then those two kinda got things going again. Honestly, I could probably take you right here and now with how much their little show got me wound up.”

  “So, just a little hot and bothered, then?” Lydia inquired with a teasing smile, Zack rolling his eyes.

  "Yeah, you have no idea,” he replied, the boy's hands sliding cautiously lower to give her bottom a quick squeeze before retreating.

  Lydia smirked, half-pondering the idea of giving the boy an amber pill to see how far he'd go. "Well then, would you like to help me test something?” the girl inquired slyly, a sudden idea coming to mind.

  "Um... is this going to be something dirty?" Zack inquired, the girl rolling her eyes and letting out a soft, exasperated sigh.

  "Duh,” she replied with a bit of a ugh, pressing herself against him for a moment, “Did you forget who you were talking to?”

  Zack grinned. "Cool. I'm in!" the boy ughed, “What's the pn?”

  Lydia gnced about, making sure no one was paying them much in the way of attention. "I'm curious to see how far I can take things with Cra,” she expined, the girl giving a small nod to the equipment room, “I was thinking that if I were to get her all hot and bothered that she might be willing to give boys a try.”

  "Seriously? Good luck with that!" Zack ughed, shaking his head in amusement, “From what I've seen, she barely gives boys the time of day.”

  Lydia shrugged, her pale green eyes full of mischief. "Well, she has had a few drinks,” the girl expined thoughtfully, “And I'm not the only one who dropped a little something into it, so her defences should be a little lower than usual by this point.”

  “So, you're saying there's a chance then?” Zack chuckled with a grin, “Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I guess.”

  "Indeed,” Lydia agreed with a sly smile, the girl standing on her toes so she could teasingly brush her nose against his, “Anyway, you think that Samantha'll be willing to let me borrow you and Evan for a few minutes in a bit? For science, of course."

  "For science? Well, then I'm definitely in!" Zack replied with a grin, “What's the pn, exactly?”

  Lydia slowly turned the two to one side and nodded towards the equipment room. “The door's unlocked,” she expined, leaning her lips closer to the boy's ear, “No one's even going to think of looking in there. We could do... anything we wanted.”

  Zack swallowed hard, his trousers feeling rather confining all of a sudden. “What if she doesn't got for it?” the boy inquired, gncing back at her with a hungry look in his eyes.

  Lydia smirked. "Oh, don't worry, I have a back up pn,” she assured, giving Zack's ear a nibble that was just a touch too hard, “I'm hoping you'll like it."

  The boy inhaled sharply, his body giving a deep shiver as the sensation shot through him. "Hey, I uh... thought Evan was the criminal mastermind around here,” Zack chuckled a little nervously.

  "Oh, I'm better than a criminal mastermind,” Lydia replied with a smirk, “I'm down right Trouble...”

  *****

  Evan took a deep breath, trying not to ugh as Samantha gave him a gentle shove, the boy hearing Amanda giggle at the sight of him stumbling forward, catching Amy's eye. Blushing a bit, the boy swallowed hard, remembering the mantra. “What would Zack do?”

  Doing his best to give a charming smile, Evan stepped up to the girl, his heart racing, something about their height difference sending a surge of excitement through him.

  “Hey, ah, I was kinda wondering if your dance card was free,” he said quickly, Amy's eyes going wide, the girl blushing as she did her best to hold his gaze and ignore the way the twins were giggling.

  “Um, sure,” the small girl replied with a bit of a nervous ugh, a deeper surge of excitement shooting through Evan as he held his arms out to her and Amy stepped into them with a shy smile.

  Holding her in his arms, Evan nibbled his bottom lip. Amy was small for her age, but still firm from running about during rugby. There was definitely something interesting about that, the boy mused, wishing he could hide his nervous smile as the two slowly moved to the music.

  “So ah, sorry for the suddenness,” Evan stammered, quietly wishing he had Zack's charm, “But I kept being told I should dance with you.”

  Amy giggled quietly, the small girl shaking her head slowly. “No no, I wanted you to,” she confessed, nibbling her bottom lip and finding it hard to meet the boy's gaze, “I kinda thought this might be my only chance, really.”

  Evan nodded thoughtfully. “Well, things have been kinda complicated since I switched schools,” he agreed a little glumly, Amy's cheeks flushing a bit as she needed a moment to find her words.

  “That's not the only thing that made things complicated,” she giggled nervously, gncing over at Zack and Lydia for a second.

  “Oh... yeah, that...” Evan chuckled, his own cheeks flushing as he remembered what had happened in the locker room a few months prior.

  Amy bowed her head, the girl's tiny body dangerously close to his. “I still can't believe I let him do that...” she chuckled nervously, “I mean... that was kinda crazy, wasn't it?”

  Evan nodded slowly. “The level of crazy around here's been on the rise for a while now,” he chuckled, trying to sound reassuring, “But you get used to it, you know?”

  The small blond girl nodded slowly, nibbling her lip again. “I mean... I kinda liked it,” she confessed nervously, not seeming to be much bothered by the way Evan experimentally ran his shaking fingers through her shoulder-length hair, “And, you seemed to have fun with Amanda...”

  “That's true,” the boy replied thoughtfully with a chuckle, “but to be fair, Zack's the one with a thing for tall blonds, not me.”

  Amy ughed a little, the girl stealing a gnce up at him through her bangs. “Amanda's also got other things going for her too, though,” she added, a hint of seriousness in her tone seeming to stab at the boy's heart.

  “Oh, um, I guess there's that,” Evan stammered, struggling to find the right words, “but, to be honest, I um, tend to focus on other things when it comes to girls.”

  The little girl raised a curious, pale eyebrow at him. “Don't you like girls?” she inquired with a hint of sorrow in her tone, making Evan ugh entirely too loudly.

  “Oh, plenty!” he whispered as loudly as he dared, “It's just that um, when err, 'they' get too big, I find it harder to stay interested, is all. But, like I guess if I really liked someone, it wouldn't matter much.”

  Amy nodded again, the girl's gaze distant for a moment as she processed his words. “So, um... do you like short girls then?” she blurted, Amy's small body tensing in the boy's arms.

  “Oh! Very much so...” Evan replied, trying to keep his voice level despite his nervousness, “That's why, um, on 'that day,' I was actually kinda envious of Zack...”

  Amy's cheeks flushed harder. “I'm not much to look at, though,” the girl said quietly, gncing down at the space between then, only to let out a soft gasp as Evan pulled her closer.

  “Don't say that,” the boy said softly, his lips close to her hear, Amy's body feeling so tiny in his arms, her words reminding him a bit of Maegan, Evan's heart racing as he gave her a gentle hug, “You're absolutely adorable. I know I don't know you terribly well, but that sort of thing definitely gets your foot in the door with me.”

  Amy giggled softly, the small girl rexing in his boy's arms. “Well, as long as Samantha doesn't mind,” she whispered teasingly, Evan letting out a muffled ugh.

  “We kinda like things to be 'complicated' around here,” he chuckled, “And honestly, I um... I'd love to complicate things with you sometime if you were up for it?”

  Amy swallowed hard, burying her face against his chest. “You wanna do naughty things with me, don't you?” she inquired, the child's voice full of nervous excitement, “Just like Zack did...”

  Evan tensed, taking a deep breath to sort out his thoughts. “Well, maybe not 'just' like Zack, but... yeah,” he confessed with a bit of a nervous ugh, the boy gncing askance, “I'd really like to um... do things with you, to be honest.”

  “Is it because I'm small?” Amy inquired, Evan's cheeks feeling a little like they were on fire.

  “That's um, definitely part of it,” the boy admitted, his stomach twisting into knots, uncertain if this was the right track to take, “like I said, I um... I kinda have a thing for small, adorable girls...”

  Amy giggled softly, hugging him back. “You know, I kinda wish it had been you,” she said softly, Evan swallowing hard, his cheek resting against the top of Amy's head, her golden hair feeling incredibly soft against his skin, “I... I think you'd of been more gentle.”

  Evan nodded thoughtfully. He definitely had it in him to not be so gentle when he got overly excited, but taking his time a bit was definitely his thing. Probably Samantha's fault, Evan mused, the girl having lead both boys down a long winding path for the better part of a year before things got really “interesting.”

  “I definitely would be,” the boy promised, smiling as he felt Amy's tiny body quiver against his, “I'd um, want to make sure it was memorable, you know? First times are pretty important, after all.”

  “As long as it wasn't the st time,” Amy whispered so quietly that the boy barely heard her over the music.

  Evan chuckled softly, he was definitely finding himself with more 'complications' than he'd expected. In a way, he was almost one upping Zack a bit. No, Evan corrected himself, more than a bit. Zack was definitely in a romantic entanglement with Amanda, but Evan's first meeting with Maegan almost felt like destiny. Then there was Joyce and now, and he was on the cusp of adding Amy into the mix. Things weren't just getting complicated, they were getting outright mad, but in a fun way.

  “Oh, it wouldn't be,” Evan promised, running his fingers through Amy's hair again, “I mean hey, we'll be in the same school next year, right?”

  Amy giggled softly. “It's kind of a scary idea, switching schools, I mean, but yeah, I think that'll fun,” the girl agreed, both of them struck by a sudden sadness as the song came to what felt like an abrupt end.

  “Well, that's dreadfully unfair,” Evan chuckled, Amy grinning in amusement as she slipped out of his arms, leaving the boy's body feeling uncomfortably cool, Evan's heart racing as his fingers brushed against Amy's sides one final time.

  “We can dance again, you now,” the little blond giggled, Evan unable to keep from smiling to himself, secretly wanting something more than just another dance.

  “I'll be sure to keep my dance card open,” Evan replied, the boy raising an eyebrow as Zack and Lydia suddenly appeared out of the crowd, the dark-haired girl smirking, her pale green eyes fixed on Evan's with a look of undeniable mischief.

  “Pick your poison,” Lydia said teasingly, Evan raising his eyebrows as he noticed the drinks she was holding, one green, one red.

  “Is the green actually lime?” the boy inquired with a bit of a nervous chuckle.

  “Chemical lime, really,” Zack noted with a shrug, “But I'm not sure even your mum could figure out which ones.”

  “Nothing ventured,” Evan chuckled, accepting the green liquid and trying not to comment on the look he saw Lydia give Amy as she passed the small girl the red.

  “Just be thankful they didn't bring out the orange,” Lydia remarked, rolling her eyes at the thought, “I think they accidentally synthesised the peels and not the juice with that one.”

  “I'll take 'things Samantha wouldn't approve of' for five-hundred,” Zack chuckled, fshing Amy a quick smile as the girl shyly sipped her drink, Amy's tiny body giving a bit of a shiver as it went down.

  “Anyway,” Lydia continued, lowering her voice a bit and gncing askance to make certain no one was paying the group any real attention, “I trust you two are getting along?”

  Evan and Amy gnced nervously at one another, Evan sipping his drink and wincing a bit as he felt his body react, a few odd sparks of colour flitting by on the edges of his vision.

  “Yeah, I guess,” Amy said shyly, looking up at Evan as she took another sip, the girl's body giving another deep quiver as Lydia gave a knowing smirk.

  “Smashingly,” Evan agreed, the boy swallowing hard, hoping no one noticed the bulge in his trousers.

  “Good,” Lydia said thoughtfully, gncing over to where Samantha and Amanda were ughing as the two enthusiastically danced with one another, “Cause I need a little favour.”

  Evan raised a suspicious eyebrow in spite of the small smile that crossed his lips as Amy gave the girl a curious look. “Oh, it's nothing, really,” the goth-girl replied with a slow shrug, her smile deepening, “If anything, it's an opportunity for you two to get to know one another better.”

  Evan gnced at Amy, the girl blushing a little and letting out a soft giggle. “How does that help you?” Evan inquired, tearing his eyes away long enough to give the dark-haired girl a s suspicious look.

  “I'll expin ter,” Lydia replied, meeting Jeff's gaze from across the room, the man giving her a bit of an exasperated look, “But for now, follow me while the adults are still distracted.”

  Curiosity getting the better of him, Evan sighed softly and gave a shrug, the boy doing his best to give Amy a reassuring smile as the three children followed Lydia through the crowd.

  “You get used to this sort of thing,” Zack chuckled as the small girl gnced back at him, “Lydia's always up to something.”

  Amy giggled nervously and nodded, her small hand taking hold of Evan's sleeve as they wove through the dancing crowd, soon arriving at the far side of the gymnasium where the dark green double doors of the equipment room awaited them.

  Gncing about, Lydia frowned a little as she pushed one of the doors inwards. It was likely someone was going to spot them all slipping inside. There wasn't much she could do about that. But if someone did come investigating, it would make things more interesting, Lydia supposed.

  Waving the others inside, the children found themselves ughing a little at whatever mischief they'd found themselves a part of, their ring leader following right behind them.

  Taking out her phone as the door closed, enveloping the group in darkness, Lydia switched on her torch app and scanned the light around a little. “It's nice and private in here, don't you think?” she remarked, smiling at the stack of gym mats against the far wall, numerous possibilities suddenly springing to mind, “plus, no one would think of looking here for anyone.”

  “Definitely safer than behind the DJ booth,” Zack chuckled, giving Amy a look that made the girl blush and look away, her shaking hand once more bringing her drink to her lips.

  “So, about this um, favour,” Evan inquired, giving Lydia a look that implied he had half an idea of what she had in mind.

  “Oh yes, that,” Lydia chuckled softly, the girl walking over to one of the equipment shelves, the girl adjusting the brightness of the light from her phone before setting it down in one of the shelves, its light dimly illuminating the room, “Well, simply put, I'm just giving you two an opportunity to spend some time alone together. Honestly, just do what comes naturally.”

  Evan nibbled his bottom lip as Lydia turned back to him, the boy completely unaware of the fact that the girl had switched on her phone's camera. “Um, I guess I could do that,” Evan stammered, gncing at Amy whose expression mixed confusion with distraction, “Are you okay with that?”

  Giving her head a quick shake, Amy blinked a few times to get used to the odd lighting. “Um, I'm not sure what you mean,” the girl confessed, Lydia sighing softly as she rolled her eyes.

  “You'll see,” she replied, gncing at Zack with a sly grin, “We should give these two some privacy. We'll need to wait for another slow dance for the next bit anyway.”

  Zack grinned, giving Evan a quick thumbs-up before following Lydia back towards the door. “You sure you don't want to join them?” he whispered, Lydia giggling softly in response as she stuck her head out and gnced around before slipping back out into the rger room.

  “I would, but the st thing I want is either of them getting too shy,” she expined, turning about to smirk knowingly at the boy, “At such a low dosage, there's only so much even amber can do.”

  Zack raised a curious eyebrow. “So, is it like a drug or something?” he inquired, the girl letting out a snort of ughter.

  “Oh, it's much more than just some drug,” she replied, smiling to herself with a distant look in her eyes, “You could almost say its entirely herbal, but don't worry. It's not terribly addictive, and this batch has had most of the more interesting side-effects weeded out of it. A shame really.”

  “So, what's the next part of the pn?” Zack inquired, deciding to let Lydia keep her secrets, at least for the moment.

  The girl sighed softly and shrugged. “Give those two a little bit to get acquainted,” she expined, leading the way back towards the others, “When the next slow song happens, make your way back to the supply room. I'll need you to be on stand-by, preferably with Evan. It'll be more entertaining that way.”

  Zack couldn't help but grin. “Does this mean you want another threesome?” he inquired, Lydia fshing him a quick grin.

  “Oh, you could say that,” the girl replied slyly before letting out a sigh, “But, sadly, I can only pull the strings so hard, so I may need to py this a bit by ear.”

  Zack shrugged, the boy knowing full-well that he was basically pying the minion role in whatever game Lydia was pying, but knew that it'd work in his favour in the end. Whatever it was she was pnning...

  *****

  Evan swallowed hard again as the door clicked shut, the music from outside instantly muffled, the only light coming from Lydia's phone, the deep shadows it cast seeming more eerie than romantic, he had to admit.

  Smiling at Amy, the boy let out a soft sigh before sitting down on the stack of dark green padded mats. “I guess Lydia wants to py match-maker,” he chuckled nervously, patting the space beside himself encouragingly.

  Amy nodded, the girl smiling as she shyly found it hard to meet his gaze. Climbing up onto the stack beside him, the girl nervously wet her lips, gncing about the small room.

  “I guess you got your wish, then,” Amy commented with a bit of a chuckle, the girl resting her hand on the mat beside her as she gnced about the room.

  “Partly,” Evan agreed with a bit of a chuckle, “But this is hardly dancing.”

  Amy giggled, gncing back at him, her cheeks flushing as she felt Evan's hand gently rest upon her own. “Are you asking me to dance?” the girl inquired, her voice shaking a little.

  Evan took a deep breath. “How would you feel if I asked you for something more than that?” the boy inquired, Amy letting out a soft whimper, the girl gncing down at the space between them.

  “That's why she brought us here, isn't it?” Amy inquired half-rhetorically, “To give us a chance to um...”

  “Be together,” Evan said quickly, trying not to sound too nervous.

  Amy nodded, the girl swallowing hard, her slender thighs pushing tightly together under her dress. “I'm not really sure this is the best pce for that, though, ” the little blond replied, nibbling her bottom lip nervously.

  “Neither was the locker room,” Evan chuckled, giving her small hand a gentle squeeze, making Amy giggle.

  “I, uh... guess it'd be a lot less embarrassing with no one watching this time,” she confessed, Evan's breath quickening a bit as his mind registered her possible interest.

  “I'm sorta used to it,” he chuckled with a bit of a shrug, “But um, I'm definitely going to have to have a talk with Lydia after this. This is odd, even for her.”

  Amy nodded slowly. “Does that mean you... don't want to?” the girl inquired, gncing down at her drink before finishing it off, the boy staring at her for a second as he struggled to find words.

  “Perish the thought!” Evan blurted, the boy shaking his head quickly, “I ah, um... totally want to do that with you!”

  Amy swallowed down the rest of her drink hard, the girl's cheeks flushing hotly, her body trembling. Before she could say anything, though, Amy felt the warmth of Evan's hand against her cheek, the boy turning the little girl's face to meet his gaze.

  Evan's eyes were filled with a mix of panic and desire that made Amy giggle. The boy was just as nervous as she was, but still more experienced. Even though she was nervous, Amy doubted that Evan would let that deter him.

  “We probably don't have a lot of time,” the boy said quietly, leaning closer, Amy's heart suddenly racing, “so um... unless you're not sure about this, I'd really like to kiss you right now.”

  Amy smiled, the girl finding it impossible to meet his gaze. Giving a small nod, she found herself unable to speak, the sudden nervousness overwhelming the growing need she felt. A heartbeat ter, and Amy felt Evan's lips press firmly against her own. The girl's body giving a shiver before rexing, Evan's free hand slipping about her slender waist, holding her gently in pce.

  Exhaling slowly, Amy all but melted into Evan, the boy's lips pressing hungrily yet gently against her own, his hand feeling warm and strong through the thin fabric of her dark purple dress. Her heart racing, the girl let out a soft whimper, her empty cup pstic cup falling out of her hand and cttering across the floor.

  Unable to keep from giggling, Amy blushed as Evan pulled away, the boy smiling in amusement. “We can clean up the mess ter,” he chuckled, turning his head a bit to finish his own drink in one go before tossing the cup in the general direction of the door.

  “You okay?” Amy inquired as Evan exhaled loudly, his clear blue eyes becoming unfocused for a moment, a wave a needy desire crashing through him before settling back down into a more or less manageable tingling sensation.

  Evan swallowed hard and nodded, both arms wrapping about Amy's slender form, the boy's body giving a shiver as the sensation of holding such a tiny girl in his arms nearly overwhelmed Evan for a moment.

  “Ah, I think someone put a little something into the punch,” he chuckled nervously, tasting a hint of alcohol on his tongue, “nothing I can't handle, though.”

  Amy giggled shyly, gncing up at the boy through her bangs. “Am I something you can handle?” she inquired teasingly, the little girl's cheeks flushing she spoke.

  Evan took a deep breath, willing himself to calm down a little as he felt his desire spike again, but knew full well that it wasn't just puberty kicking in. “Personally, I think 'handling' you would be a whole lot of fun,” he chuckled softly, Amy gncing away as she smiled, the boy leaning in again to brush his nose against hers.

  Amy whimpered softly, her small form trembling in the blond boy's arms as he tilted his head and brushed his lips against hers. Slipping her arms around Evan, Amy's body trembled. Something about him was utterly compelling. Since they'd met, the idea of getting to know him better had been growing in her mind, but somehow, things were racing along much faster than Amy had anticipated, and part of her wanted nothing more than to let the boy do whatever he wanted to her.

  Letting his desire push away his nervousness, Evan gave the girl several gentle kisses before she pressed her lips back against his, the boy's hands sliding slowly across her back. Amy was so tiny, but so firm. Evan had seen her naked once before. Had watched as Zack ploughed into her with wild abandon, the child's body squirming deliciously beneath him.

  Now, though, it was Evan's turn, but the boy wanted to savour it a little. First times were very important, after all. Samantha had taught him that, and Evan didn't want to just simply tear Amy's dress off and push himself into her without a thought. At least, the rational part of his brain didn't want to.

  His hand sliding upwards almost of its own accord, Evan's fingers found the zipper at the back of Amy's dress, the boy pausing for a moment, brushing his lips across hers.

  Amy's body tensed a little, but then her lips pushed hungrily against his own. Evan let out a soft, happy sigh as his fingers csped the zipper and slowly began pulling it downwards. His other hand slipping to Amy's thigh, Evan's body shivered at how it felt, his fingers nearly able to surround its circumference despite how firm Amy's muscles were.

  Opening his eyes, Evan pulled his lips back just a little. “I have to say, you're... really cute,” the boy managed, feeling a bit embarrassed by the admission, even as Amy's cheeks flushed again.

  “But, what if I stay like this? What if I'm always small?” Amy inquired softly, Evan's eyes going wide at the thought.

  “Please don't tease me right now,” the boy panted half-seriously, tracing a line of kisses over Amy's chin to her neck, the girl's fingers pressing firmly into his back as the boy nibbled teasingly at her skin.

  Giggling softly, the girl arched her back, her head tilting backwards as Amy smiled happily, barley noticing as her zipper was pulled slowly downwards, Evan's hand brushing against her soft, pale skin.

  “Tell me it's okay,” Amy whispered, a hint of sadness in her voice, Evan taking pause for a heartbeat's time as he realized that the girl had a genuine insecurity.

  Moaning softly as he pressed his lips to the skin little blond's neck, Evan slipped his hand inside of Amy's dress, resting it against her back, letting its warmth spread through the child.

  “I find the idea of you never growing a single bit from here on in, incredibly um...compelling,” Evan stammered, a bit of a nervous ugh escaping his lips as he moved back to meeting Amy's gaze, both of them blushing a bit, “Honestly, if you were to stay small, I don't know how I'd handle it. It'd just be... way too hot.”

  Amy burst into giggles, hugging the boy close, Evan letting out a contented sigh as he buried his face in her shoulder-length hair. “You're so silly,” Amy said softly, a hint of ughter in her voice.

  “No, it's true,” Evan chuckled, giving the girl's ear a gentle nibble that made her let out another delicious whimper, “Recently, I dunno... I've just found myself being super into it. I mean, Sam's kinda worried about her... ah... you know...”

  “Boobs?” Amy giggled, gd that Evan couldn't see her expression.

  “Uh, yeah,” the boy replied nervously, not sure he should even be talking about such things, “But well, honestly, I like the fact that they're not coming in yet. Honestly, I'd be okay with it if they never did.”

  Amy nodded slowly. “So, do you like me better than Amanda?” she inquired carefully, Evan frowning a bit at the question before smiling to himself.

  “I'm not saying she isn't pretty,” the boy chuckled, moving to meet Amy's gaze again, “but I'm not Zack. Tall girls can be pretty and all, but I'm definitely way more interested in the small and cute variety.”

  Amy giggled happily, moaning softly as she pressed her lips to his, the girl squirming a little as she felt her dress slip over one shoulder. Taking the hint, Evan moved his hand, sliding the garment off the other. His heart racing, Evan slid the top of Amy's dress lower, the girl shivering a little as her chest became exposed.

  Pulling back, Evan found himself panting harder now, Amy's small, flushed face looking so cute, he wanted to kiss her again and again, her embarrassed expression making his trousers all the more uncomfortable. Gncing downwards, Evan caught a glimpse of Amy turning away, the girl closing her eyes and letting out a soft, worried whimper.

  Taking in the sight of the girl's soft pink nipples set against her pale skin, Evan felt his heart pound at the sight of Amy's still entirely ft chest. Without a word, the boy leaned closer, letting out a happy sigh as he kissed her skin several times before giving one of the little girl's hard nipples a long, slow lick.

  Letting out a surprised gasp, Amy tossed her head back, her hands taking a firm hold of Evan's upper arms. Her body shaking, the girl found herself panting heavily, the sensation of Evan's tongue as it made slow circles around her nipple driving her slowly mad.

  Chuckling softly, Evan gave silent thanks to Lydia, knowing that the amber was making everything that much more intense for the girl. Kissing his way over to her other nipple, Evan's hand slid down Amy's chest, his fingers capturing the still sensitive nub he'd been teasing with his tongue.

  “This... this is so weird...” Amy managed, panting a few times before letting out a helpless whimpering moan as Evan's lips surrounded one nipple, sucking hard against it as the other became trapped between his fingers, “I, I feel so strange...”

  Evan chuckled, giving the girl's nipple a gentle kiss before lifting his head and gently brushing his nose against hers. “Just go with it,” the boy whispered knowingly, Amy staring back at him for a moment, her body trembling.

  “I... I feel hot all over,” she whispered, Evan giving her a quick, reassuring kiss that made her whimper softly, “This, this isn't like before at all.”

  Evan felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he should probably expin why, but knew it really wasn't the time. “Well, it's never really quite the same way twice,” he chuckled softly, gncing askance as he tried to find the right words, “I mean, that'd get pretty boring, right?”

  “I guess,” Amy giggled, letting out a soft gasp as Evan's hands suddenly touched her arms, the boy sliding her dress down further, encouraging the girl to slip them free of the garment.

  “Let's help you cool down a little,” the boy said teasingly, fshing her a nervous smile, Amy blushing as she looked away, her upper torso entirely exposed, “There we go. That's a bit better.”

  Amy nodded slowly, nibbling her bottom lip, the girl's heart racing as Evan's hands touched her shoulders and slowly caressed their way down her chest, the boy leaning in, his lips kissing hers softly once more.

  “Are you going to get undressed too?” Amy inquired softly, her tone filled with nervous desire.

  Evan nodded, the boy smiling a bit shyly, feeling a touch dumb for leaving her half-naked without joining in. “Sorry, got a little distracted,” he admitted, Amy giggling softly as the boy slid off the stack of mats, turning to face her as he unbuttoned his shirt.

  “You find me distracting?” the small girl inquired, Evan letting out a bit of a ugh as he nodded vigorously, his fingers shaking as he quickly undid the st few buttons.

  “Very!” he blurted, wishing his grin didn't make him look so silly, the boy slipping out of his shirt before undoing his trousers, his body tingling with need as he looked back at the little blond.

  Swallowing hard as Evan suddenly pulled down his trousers, boxers and all, Amy covered her mouth to stifle her gasping giggle at the sight of the boy's throbbing erection.

  “Is... that because of me?” she asked carefully, Evan letting out a nervous ugh as he stepped out of his shoes before slipping his feet out of his trousers.

  “Well, I don't see anyone else around,” he replied teasingly, holding his arms out to the girl, Amy swallowing again before slipping off the pile of mats and stepping cautiously forward.

  Taking a deep breath, the girl gnced down as Evan's hands slid her dress the rest of the way down, letting it pool around her feet, leaving Amy just wearing a pair of frilly pink panties.

  “Adorable,” Evan chuckled softly, unable to keep from grinning as the girl blushed hard.

  “This is embarrassing,” Amy confided, closing her eyes and sighing happily as Evan took the small girl in his arms, holding her close and nuzzling her neck through her hair.

  “It's okay, I'm not going to make fun of you,” Evan promised, Amy's body trembling in his arms as the girl felt his heated erection against the soft skin of her stomach.

  Amy nodded slowly, resting her head against the boy's chest for a moment. “It was all so sudden st time,” she said softly, her arms wrapping about Evan and holding him tight, “Thanks for not not rushing things.”

  Evan nodded slowly, brushing Amy's hair aside with his nose. “I've never been one to rush things,” he chuckled, his fingers running through the little girl's hair, “but I have to admit, it's definitely hard not to right now.”

  The girl giggled softly at the admission, giving Evan an other firm squeeze, finding she rather liked the way he was so much taller than her. “What do you want to do then?” Amy inquired softly, Evan taking a deep breath at her words as he tried to remember how to speak.

  “It's probably better that I show you,” he replied with a soft chuckle, taking a moment to savour the feeling of the small giggling girl in his arms.

  Looking into Amy's eyes, Evan slid his hands down her slender form, his fingers hooking about her panties. Giving her a quick, teasing kiss, Evan slowly bent his knees, moving lower, kissing randomly along Amy's chest as his fingers gently pulled her panties away from his goal.

  Kissing along her ft tummy, Evan smiled, hearing the girl let out a soft gasp as the boy revealed her delicate, naked folds. Gncing downwards, Evan took a moment to steady his nerves, his mouth watering as he saw the way that the soft pink fabric of Amy's panties clung to her moist skin.

  “Beautiful,” the boy whispered softly, barely audible over the muffled sound of the music outside, Amy's hands upon his shoulders squeezing tightly as she let out a soft, embarrassed whimper.

  Unable to resist any longer, Evan kissed Amy gently just above her folds before running the length of his tongue across them, the boy letting out a soft, happy sigh as he tugged her panties the rest of the way down.

  Feeling Amy's fingers grip him tighter, the girl letting out a helpless gasp, Evan pushed the tip of his tongue between her folds as he licked again and again, loving the feeling of her soft skin and the subtle taste of her wetness.

  Her small body squirming, Amy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as the boy's tongue continued to caress her most sensitive pces, sending near constant waves of intense sensation through the little girl. It was so much more than Amy had been expecting, her excitement rising quickly, her body trembling, aching for more, knowing full well that Evan wouldn't stop until she reached her peak.

  Gncing downward, the boy seemed lost in the moment, his expression one of blissful contentment as his tongue wriggled its way inside of the girl. Her body giving a sudden hard shudder, Amy let out a whimpering moan, every part of her craving so much more than just his wonderful tongue.

  His hands sliding slowly back up Amy's legs, Evan sighed happily, enjoying the feeling of the child's firm muscles beneath such soft, beautiful skin, the boy giving a gentle squeeze as he reached her thighs.

  Gncing up at Amy over his gsses, Evan smiled as his hands reached her small bottom, his fingers spying out, taking a hold of as much of it as he could before gently squeezing. The girl's body trembling, her breath quickening, Evan slid his tongue higher, tracing a slow, wet circle around her clit as she stared helplessly back down at him.

  Teasing her for just a moment longer, Evan squeezed her firm bottom harder as the tip of his tongue made slow, gentle, caressing circles over the hard aching nub of Amy's clit. The little girl's mouth fell open, her expression becoming desperate as the sensation shot through her, the child's body shaking hard before finally letting out a long, desperate cry.

  Blushing a bit, Evan realized that people could probably hear Amy outside, but the boy kept on licking, his lips surrounding Amy's clit, suckling hard as desperate grunting gasps escaped the child's lips again and again.

  The girl leaning forward, almost unable to stand on her shaking legs, Evan pushed her as far as he dared, until Amy's sweet cries sounded desperate and almost pained. Lifting his head a little, he kissed the little girl's stomach affectionately, his hands sliding up her back he slowly got to his feet.

  Whimpering and shaking, her eyes held tightly closed, Amy hugged Evan tighter, clinging desperately to the boy as the overwhelming sensation sent aftershocks through her small body.

  Slipping his arms around her, Evan nuzzled Amy's neck through her hair, the girl's skin feeling a little slick with sweat as he held her for a few moments, giving Amy a chance to calm down again.

  “You going to be okay?” Evan whispered, Amy just nodding, the girl nibbling her bottom lip as she once more felt the heat of his hardness against her skin, a sudden desperate hunger welling up inside of her, making Amy blush.

  “Y, yeah, I guess...” she whispered softly, a hint of a whimper in the little girl's voice.

  Evan nodded, his own body trembling, his his pulse racing as he resisted the urge to rush things more. Instead, though, Evan carefully stepped forward, guiding Amy backwards towards the stack of padded mats.

  As the girl looked up at him in a way that was so adorable it made his heart feel heavy in his chest, Evan reached down and took hold of Amy's waist. Lifting her up, the boy let out a soft gasp. Amy was so light, or maybe it just adrenaline. It hardly mattered, though, as he set her down upon the stack and took a moment to look into her eyes.

  “You're so cute,” Evan chuckled softly, Amy blushing and gncing down as the boy moved closer.

  Taking hold of Amy's thighs, Evan spread the little blond's legs slowly apart as he stepped closer, his shaft bobbing hungrily between them. Her cheeks flushing hotly, Amy let out a soft gasp, her body trembling. Swallowing hard as he felt his shaft press against Amy's soft skin, Evan swallowed hard, meeting the little girl's gaze.

  As Amy gave him a slow, uncertain nod, Evan swallowed hard, the boy reaching down to reposition himself. Feeling the heat of his shaft against her moist folds, Amy whimpered softly, her hands grabbing the boy's shoulders tightly.

  Holding her gaze, Evan brought his hand up to cup Amy's cheek before kissing the girl gently on the lips. Without a word, Evan straightened up and pressed himself slowly forward, his body shaking from the strain of not moving too quickly.

  Wincing, Amy let out helpless cry, the head of the boy's shaft slowly spreading her delicate, twelve-year-old folds apart, her inner muscles squeezing tightly, making it harder to enter her.

  Giving what he hoped was a reassuring smile, Evan reminded himself that Zack had managed this, so he had no excuse to give up now. “Lie back,” the boy whispered, Amy nodding slowly, the girl obeying him, her eyes locked on his.

  Exhaling slowly, Evan pushed gently forward, the head of his shaft rubbing against the little girl's inner walls, sending a wave of sensation through him that made the boy's body shudder. Swallowing hard, Evan pulled back just a bit before pushing himself forward again, inhaling sharply as he moved deeper, the girl's tightness easing a bit, her passage moistening in response.

  Amy's hands grabbing his wrists, the girl closed her eyes tightly and nodded as she panted with soft, ragged breathes. There was no stopping now, Evan realized as he looked down at the small, squirming little blond. He may have been a little tall for his age, but somehow, compared to Amy, it made Evan feel like an absolute giant as he pushed forward again.

  The girl arched her back, letting out helpless groan as Evan felt a bit or resistance, the boy stopping, letting Amy catch her breath. Smiling as she opened one eye, Evan pushed forward again, the delicious sensation of being inside of her almost overwhelming him.

  “This feels so good...” the boy managed, taking long, slow breaths, not wanting to get too excited, “You're amazing.”

  Amy closed her eye, the girl blushing hotly as she let out an embarrassed whimper, her body squirming. This allowed Evan the opportunity to push deeper, Amy's inner muscles rexing a bit, her body taking a little more than half of the boy's hard, throbbing shaft.

  “M... more...” Amy groaned, her voice quiet and sheepish, the girl turning her head away and blushing hard, her body trembling, her small pink nipples standing out in a way that demanded attention.

  Letting out a soft, nervous chuckle, Evan nodded, the boy leaning down and giving both of the girl's nipples a slow, teasing lick before gently moving forward. Exhaling slowly as he penetrated her, Evan's fingers squeezed Amy's thighs a little tighter, the girl letting out a cute whimpering groan that made his whole body quiver.

  Gncing down for a second, Evan's eyes widened as he filled the small girl, her netherfolds stretching deliciously around his shaft, Amy's inner muscles squeezing tightly as he pushed them apart. Holding his breath, Evan gnced over into Amy's eyes, the girl's body trembling with nervous excitement.

  Pushing himself forward, Evan filled Amy completely, the girl arching her back, rolling her eyes as she let out a long gasp. Slipping his hands under Amy's thighs, Evan lifted her legs, the boy unable to keep from smiling as he pressed himself as close to her as he could.

  “This is kinda embarrassing,” Amy giggled after a moment, gncing askance and letting out a surprised whimper as Evan started slowly moving his hips, pulling himself out only a tiny bit before pushing back into her.

  “That just makes it hotter,” Evan chuckled, cupping the girl's blushing cheek, turning Amy's head to face him.

  “You're so mean,” Amy giggled, a soft moan escaping her lips as the boy's shaft slid further back, before pushing more quickly into the girl.

  “But you're so cute,” Evan panted, shaking his head slowly, gritting his teeth as his excitement rose again.

  His eyes casting down across Amy's body, the boy loved the way her small form quivered in response to his movements. Evan's breath quickening, the boy groaned desperately, straining to hold back as it all became too much for him. Shaking his head slowly, the boy gritted his teeth, trying his best to give the girl an apologetic look.

  Her expression confused for a moment, Amy's eyes widened, the little blond panting heavily as Evan's pace picked up, the boy groaning as his shaft throbbed and swelled inside of her. There was no turning back now and she knew it.

  Her body aching for him to cum inside of her, Amy let out a helpless whining moan, the girl's body shaking hard. The idea of him cumming inside of her was both frightening and thrilling, but Amy knew there was no point in protesting. Especially not if she wanted to make a good impression. Evan was making her feel so good, it hardly seemed fair to make him stop.

  Letting go of her thighs, Evan's hands moved to Amy's waist, holding her tightly as the boy breathed hard through gritted teeth. His excitement rising, the amber made everything feel far more intense. Entirely too good, but Evan soon found himself beyond caring.

  Amy's expression became desperate, the girl panting and whimpering as the boy's thrusts became faster and more shallow, filling her completely with every stroke. Reaching up with both hands, Amy took hold of Evan's cheeks, holding his gaze the best she could as the boy's movements jostled her slender frame, his hands gripping her tighter.

  Even before he came, Amy could see the look in Evan's eyes, feel the way his shaft suddenly swelled. Her eyes going wide, Amy arched her back, crying out in blissful joy as she felt the sudden surge of heat inside of her.

  Closing his eyes tightly, Evan grunted and groaned, his shallow thrusts sending spurt after spurt of his cum into the girl, his mind lost in a haze of ecstasy and need. Feeling the st of his sperm shoot deep inside of Amy, Evan let out a long, groaning sigh. The boy's hands finally letting go of the girl so he could lean forward and wrap his arms about the little blond, Evan smiled happily to himself, nuzzling her neck.

  Beneath him, Amy's body jerked and spasmed, her arms going around Evan, pulling him closer. Panting and gasping, the little blond's hips bucked of their own accord, her inner muscles squeezing tightly, making it seemingly impossible for Evan to pull out.

  Kissing her neck several times, Evan's body trembled. It felt amazing having her cum like this, his shaft twitching inside of her, refusing to go entirely soft. Holding the girl closer, Amy's legs kicked out randomly for a moment before her body gave a final shudder and fell mostly still.

  Panting heavily, Amy let out a series of soft, helpless whimpers, the girl's body trembling as she clung desperately to the boy. Smiling to himself, Evan lifted his head and kissed her gently on the lips, part of Evan wondering how much of that was him, and how much was the amber. Either way, it likely left a good impression.

  “You going to be okay?” the boy inquired softly with a hint of amusement, Amy blushing as she let out an embarrassed groan, the girl looking up at him sheepishly.

  “As long as no one else heard that, I should be fine,” Amy chuckled, gncing askance, her body still giving small tremors now and then that sent sparks up Evan's spine as the girl's inner muscles squeezed him.

  “Well, the music is awfully loud,” the boy mused, gncing over towards the door, “Which reminds me. We probably should get back. Lydia said something about the next slow song being important.”

  Amy nodded slowly, feeling a little glum that the two had to hurry off so soon. “You probably owe Samantha another dance,” she observed, feeling a little envious.

  “More than likely,” Evan agreed with amusement before suddenly remembering that he was still inside of the girl.

  Swallowing hard, the boy carefully stood up, Evan's eyes going wide behind his gsses as he took a moment to stare at the way Amy's folds stretched around him, her skin almost seeming bound to his. The boy's body giving a bit of a shudder as a jolt of excitement shot through him at the sight.

  Carefully pulling back, not sure how much of a mess he may have made despite it being his second orgasm of the evening, Evan gave his shaft a squeeze, pushing out whatever cum was left as he drew himself out.

  Hearing Amy inhale sharply, Evan's eyes darted to hers, the girl's body tensing, exhaling loudly as he pulled himself free entirely. Gd to see that whatever he'd deposited wasn't going to be making a mess, Evan gave Amy a bit of an uncertain smile.

  “Um, are you sure that was okay?” he inquired, suddenly remembering Zack's current track record.

  Amy giggled softly, the girl nibbling her bottom lip. “I um... don't actually need to worry about that quite yet,” she confessed, somehow looking even more embarrassed, “Apparently being small deys that sorta thing a bit.”

  Evan nodded, deciding not to remark upon how that actually made Amy hotter. “Okay, well, when you do, ask Samantha about the app she uses. It's helpful,” he said quickly, Evan suddenly feeling a little vulnerable as realized how little they were both wearing, “Anyway, we should get dressed and get out of here. I'd rather not mess with whatever machinations Lydia has going on this evening.”

  Amy gave the boy a curious look as he chuckled at the thought, the girl not quite understanding, but deciding that Evan had the right idea. Smiling as he took the girl by the waist and lifted her down from the mats, Amy sighing happily as the two redressed...

  *****

  Lydia smiled to herself, the girl dancing with wild abandon along with Samantha, Zack and the rugby girls. Now and then, Lydia spotted a boy copping a feel or stealing a kiss, the targeted girls not seeming to overly mind, but definitely seeming a bit shy about it.

  She'd definitely need to try upping the dosage a bit next time. Although Lydia doubted that her mother would approve of things turning into an orgy if she over did it. Not that Lydia cared overly much, she mused with a sly smile.

  Samantha giving her a curious look, Lydia did her best to smile innocently. “Oh, don't mind me,” the raven haired girl chuckled, gncing over towards the equipment room, pleased to see the door open slightly as Evan peeked out and looked around, “I'm just pnning my next bit of shenanigans.”

  “Need any help?” Samantha offered, Lydia giving her a thoughtful look before gncing at Cra, the girl ughing and looking a bit embarrassed as the twins enthusiastically danced with her.

  “Actually, that would make things more interesting,” the goth-girl admitted, frowning thoughtfully for a second before halting her movements and gncing at the refreshment tables, “Would you mind getting a drink with me? Conspiracies are easier to keep under wraps the fewer the people who know about them, after all.”

  Samantha nodded, gncing over at Zack, noting that he was sufficiently distracted by Amanda for the moment, and likely wouldn't be bothered by her sudden disappearance. “Okay, let go,” the redhead said quickly with a ugh, “I wouldn't want to miss the next slow song, after all!”

  Lydia smirked, taking Samantha by the hand and leading her away. “Oh yes, about that,” the goth-girl chuckled, smirking to herself as the two wove through the crowd, soon reaching the tables, “any chance you and the boys could arrange to be closer to the other end of the room when that happens?”

  Samantha raised a bemused eyebrow as she poured herself another cup of red. “Is this going to involve another glory hole?” she inquired teasingly, Lydia sighing heavily and rolling her eyes, almost half-wishing that the green actually was absinthe.

  “Oh, nothing like that,” she chuckled, giving a dismissive wave with her free hand, “I was just thinking that seeing as I went through all the trouble of unlocking the equipment room, that it might be fun to spend some time in there.”

  Taking a deep sip of her drink, Samantha's body quivered for a moment, the girl exhaling slowly as she tried not to overreact to the wave of excitement that it sent through her. “Is than an offer?” the redhead inquired with a grin, Lydia smirking back at her once again.

  “Well, having you there would likely making things easier, not to mention more interesting,” Lydia admitted, subtly motioning back towards the others, “But my main target for this evening is actually Cra.”

  Samantha chuckled softly, half-wondering if her teammate was actually in any danger. “You wanna try and have your way with her, don't you?” the girl inquired a little breathlessly with amusement, another shudder going through Samantha's body, a hungry warmth spreading through her body.

  Lydia gave a slow, casual shrug. “How can I say no to a pretty little budding lesbian?” she mused, Samantha ughing at the turn of phrase.

  “Hey, it might still just be a phase!” the redhead ughed, shaking her head in amusement, despite that the idea did sound rather appealing, “But that doesn't seem like much of a challenge for you.”

  Stepping a little closer, Lydia leaned in, her pale green eyes full of mischief. “Actually, that's the easy part,” the girl expined, lowering her voice a bit as she gnced over at Cra, “the second phase of my pn, well, that's a bit tricky.”

  “Oh?” Samantha inquired, her interest peaked as she grinned back at her friend.

  Lydia nodded slowly. “I'm curious to see just how much of a 'phase' this really is,” she replied, trying not to smile as the girl kept the remainder of her reasons to herself for the moment, “I'm thinking... if she gets turned on enough. And the amber does its job, she might actually be willing to give a boy or two a go.”

  Samantha burst out ughing again, the girl blushing a bit as people stopped and stared before mostly loosing interest. Although the handful of lingering stares the little redhead received were more than just gratifying.

  “If you mean my boys, I'm sure they'd be willing to try,” Samantha giggled, nibbling her bottom lip thoughtfully, “And I mean, those two are the hottest guys in this school, so if anyone can do it, they can.”

  Lydia let out a muffled ugh. “But you're totally not biased in that regard, right?” she inquired rhetorically, giving the girl a bemused smirk.

  Samantha shrugged, her smile bemused. “Ah, after what happened earlier, I'm a bit wound up, so yeah, maybe,” she admitted.

  “Okay, so here's the pn,” Lydia purred, lightly tapping the girl's nose with her index finger, “Next slow dance, I'm going to nab our little friend Cra and guide her over to the equipment room. Once the song ends, I'm going to see about taking her in there while people are distracted. If you can be near by when the happens, I'd be grateful for the assist.”

  Nodding slowly, Samantha pressed her lips tightly together, trying not to ugh as things suddenly started seeming more funny than they otherwise should have. “And after we have our fun, we call in the boys, then?” she inquired, Lydia grinning slyly and nodding.

  “Yes, so we'll have to make sure they're near by, but not too close as to spook Cra,” Lydia expined, taking another sip of her drink, her body giving a shudder as she fought the sudden urge to kiss the redhead, “But once we have her whimpering and mewling in a puddle of desperate desire, we'll see just how that little girl really feels about a good, hard dicking.”

  Samantha closed her eyes, her body giving a hard shudder as Lydia's words sent sparks of desire through her. Taking a deep breath, Samantha nodded, exhaling slowly. “If it doesn't work, I'm think I might need the boys to lend me a hand,” she chuckled, closing her eyes for a moment.

  “True and real,” Lydia chuckled softly, “As much fun as girls are, nothing quite beats a big hard cock, now does it?”

  Samantha bit her tongue until it hurt, the girl squeezing her eyes closed. “Stop it,” she muttered, giving her head a shake, Lydia's words making her growing situation worse, “I... I think I drank a little too much. You're not helping.”

  Lydia chuckled in amusement, taking hold of Samantha's shoulders and leaning in closer, brushing the girl's hair aside with her chin before pressing her lips to the redhead's ear.

  “Just imagine,” the raven-haired girl purred with a hint of amusement, “Two thick, hard cocks. One in your ass and one in your pussy. Pounding away for hours as you're trapped between two firm, muscur, sweaty men, grunting and groaning as they take their pleasure from your tight little body...”

  “Stop it!” Samantha shouted, the girl covering her mouth and blushing hard, her eyes wide with embarrassment even as her body gave a hard shudder. Letting out a soft whimper, Samantha nibbled her bottom lip, ignoring the lingering looks she got as the girl squeezed her thighs together.

  Every muscle tensing for a moment, Samantha felt the sudden wave of excitement crash through her, the girl closing her eyes tightly, desperately trying to hold back the cry that welled up in her throat.

  As Lydia held her steady, Samantha let out a helping whining whimper, the girl's body shaking before letting out a hard shudder. Finally cresting the wave, Samantha let out a muffled grunting moan through gritted teeth, the girl left panting heavily as she stared back at Lydia with a mix of arm and amusement.

  “Well, that's amber for you,” the goth girl chuckled, gncing from side to side as several boys openly stared at the two, their expressions a bit confused, but terribly interested nonetheless.

  “Did... anyone see that?” Samantha managed uncertainly, the girl panting softly as she gnced around, letting out a nervous giggle as she met the gaze of one of the boys from her maths css.

  “Oh, I certainly hope so,” Lydia chuckled, “Anyway, that's the pn. But for now, let's act like we're not plotting a lewd conspiracy to correct a lesbian.”

  Samantha chuckled nervously, the girl nodding, finding she could stand on her own again before following Lydia back towards their friends...

  *****

  Her pieces once more in pce, Lydia couldn't help but smile as another slow song finally started. To her amusement, the boys had managed to coax the twins into dancing with them, but Lydia wasn't quite sure which had gone to which. This lead to Samantha dancing with Amanda. A fact that Lydia rather approved of. It would, after all, help with making other things more normal further down the line.

  Smiling slyly, Lydia slid over to Cra, holding her hand out to the girl. “Care to join me?” she inquired with a knowing look, Cra pursing her lips and taking a deep breath before nodding.

  “I guess this isn't quite as weird as I thought,” she admitted, letting out a soft gasp as Lydia pressed herself against Cra, the dark-haired girl's hand pressing against lower back, dangerously close to Cra's bottom.

  “Oh, I'm sure I could make things weird if I really wanted to,” Lydia replied with a shrug and a knowing smile, “But I don't think the kids in this school are quite ready for that yet.”

  “Yet?” Cra inquired with a nervous ugh, once more inhaling sharply as Lydia's cheek brushed against hers.

  “Don't worry, that's for next year,” Lydia whispered softly, her lips brushing against Cra's ear, making the girl's body quiver, “but for now, I was thinking of something much more... private.”

  Cra swallowed hard, her palms sweating a little as they pressed against Lydia's back. “You don't give up, do you?” she chuckled nervously, letting out a soft whimper as Lydia's hand momentarily groped her bottom before moving back up.

  “Very rarely,” the goth-girl admitted thoughtfully before leaning back again and smiling mischievously at Cra, “and I'll admit, I'll very disappointed if you reject the offer I'm about to make.”

  Cra blushed hard, staring back at Lydia for a moment. “Like I said, I ah, barely know you,” she stammered, gncing over at Samantha as she and Amanda ughed at something one of them had said, “Um, besides, I've been thinking about things, and if something were to happen, I'd rather it be with her.”

  Lydia gnced askance at Samantha, smirking as she watched the redhead stumble a little, her hand brushing against Amanda's breast, causing the blond girl to ugh again. It was hard to know how much of that was the amber, how much was the alcohol and how much was just human desire. Not that it really mattered, though.

  “Actually, I've already invited her to the party,” Lydia replied slyly, meeting Cra's gaze once more, “I hope you don't mind, but poor Samantha is in quite the state right now. I think she could definitely use a break. Preferably an educational one.”

  Cra stared back at Lydia with a mix of shock and hope, the girl's expression changing several times as she weighed the possibilities. “Wait, are you serious?” she stammered, “You don't mean like, here? Now? Do you?”

  Lydia sighed softly, smiling in calm amusement as she rolled her pale green eyes. “Oh, you small town girls are so adorable,” she muttered, her hand moving up to cup Cra's cheek, “Of course I mean now, although the here is a little more... complicated.”

  Gncing about, Cra let out a nervous ugh. “And Sam's okay with this?” she inquired uncertainly, Lydia nodding slowly.

  “She'll meet us in the equipment room in a bit,” Lydia expined, Cra's firm little body going tense in her arms, “just the three of us. Nothing to worry about. It's not like we'll be interrupted or anything.”

  “But, what if someone notices?” Cra asked nervously, gncing about, trying to find the teacher.

  Lydia smirked, letting out a soft chuckle. “Oh, I have a man on the inside who's keeping the... adult supervision more or less at bay,” she expined, her hand sliding slowly downwards, Lydia's bck painted nails tracing teasing lines across Cra's neck, “Even if someone does try to report it, no one's going to come looking.”

  Cra nodded slowly, nibbling her bottom lip as Lydia's hand slid down across her chest, finding the girl's nipple through her dress, smiling a little as it hardened at her touch.

  “P-People will see,” Cra hissed, her hand quickly moving to clutch Lydia's wrist as she gnced about at the other couples.

  Lydia shrugged. “Oh, at this point, they're all more interested in each other,” she chuckled, motioning towards one couple in particur who were outright kissing, the boy's hands firmly gripping the girl's bottom, “If no one's commenting on that, I could probably do far worse to you and get away with it.”

  Cra tensed again, her cheeks flushing once more. “Please don't say things like that,” she whispered harshly, but part of her was still curious what the girl had in mind.

  “Speaking of the way the evening's going,” Lydia chuckled teasingly as she gave Cra's nipple another squeeze through the thin fabric, the girl inhaling sharply, standing on her toes as she gritted her teeth and tried not to cry out, “So. How are you feeling? I noticed someone spiked the drinks earlier. It certainly seems to be affecting other people.”

  Taking several deep breaths as Lydia's hand slipped away, Cra shook her head slowly. “I thought it tasted a little odd,” she admitted, the girl wetting her suddenly dry lips, “and my head does feel a tiny bit funny, but I'm fine. I didn't drink that much.”

  Frowning thoughtfully, Lydia looked deeply into Cra's eyes, the other girl flinching a bit at how serious her expression was. “You see anything odd?” Lydia inquired, “Fshes of colour from your peripheral vision perhaps? How does your dress feel against your skin right?”

  Cra's expression became entirely confused, the girl blinking a few times. “Um, n-no, nothing like that,” she replied, giving her dress a curious look, “And I mean, it fits just fine. My grandmother made it for me, so it's not like it wouldn't.”

  Lydia raised an eyebrow. “So, no out of the ordinary tingling sensations, then?” she inquired carefully, suddenly feeling a mix of suspicion and annoyance, “No peculiar compunctions coming to mind? No suddenly abnormal reactions to otherwise mundane stimuli?”

  Cra blinked a few times. “I don't even know what that means,” she confessed, staring rather bnkly as Lydia silently chastised herself for using so many grown-up words.

  Sighing softly, Lydia smiled as she shook her head slowly. “I mean, how do you feel down there?” the raven-haired girl inquired, gncing downwards and making Cra blush again.

  “Um, I dunno... normal?” she managed, clearly starting to become less comfortable with the line of questioning.

  Pursing her lips, Lydia nodded. “Interesting,” she remarked, quietly recalling how many drinks Cra had had and half-considering seeing if a more direct dose of amber would have more of an effect, “but, no matter. Are you up for a little a fun with myself and Samantha? Honestly, she's very eager to get to spend some time with you. I'm sure that she'd be extremely disappointed if you said no.”

  Cra nibbled her bottom lip, gncing over at Samantha. She was obviously having fun with Amanda, the two looking a bit tipsy as they sarcastically sang along with the song that was pying. Was Lydia right, though? Was Samantha actually interested? She certainly seemed to be giving Amanda a certain undeniable look. Would it be right to come between them?

  “Um, I dunno...” Cra murmured, her eyes going wide as Lydia pressed her index finger to the girl's lips.

  “There's a saying,” the goth-girl said softly, tilting her head forward a little and meeting Cra's gaze through her dark bangs, “You always regret the things you didn't do, more than the things you actually did.”

  Cra stared back at her for a moment before nodding slowly. “True,” Cra said thoughtfully, frowning a little as she nibbled her bottom lip.

  “And real,” Lydia chuckled, noting that the song was coming to an end soon, her careful steps having manoeuvred the couple closer to the green painted doors, “So. Last chance. Do you want to make this evening a memorable experience? Or just another boring old school dance?”

  Cra swallowed hard, taking a deep breath as she gnced up at Lydia. “Okay,” she said with a nervous ugh in her tone, “let's give it a go. If it doesn't work out, we don't have to tell anyone about it, right?”

  Lydia smiled, trying to keep the smug satisfaction out of her expression. “Absolutely,” she assured, gncing over at Samantha and catching the redhead's eye before giving her a small nod, “Now then. While people are distracted. Let's see what happens, shall we?”

  Taking a deep breath, Cra nodded, blushing a bit as Lydia took her hand and pushed open the door of the equipment room. Her body tensing as she saw the odd, almost eerie glow from within, Cra paused, but was quickly pulled along by Lydia, the dark-haired girl smirking as the door closed behind the two.

  “It's not really the best mood lighting, but at least we can see,” Lydia chuckled softly, gncing at her phone before gncing over her shoulder as the door suddenly pushed inwards.

  Smirking at the soft, startled gasp Cra let out, Lydia raised an eyebrow as Samantha stepped into the room. “This is so crazy,” the redhead giggled with a grin, gncing quickly between the two girls.

  “Thanks for coming,” Lydia chuckled teasingly, turning back to Cra with a bemused smile at the way the girl nervously nibbled her bottom lip, “Now the party can really get started.”

  “You, ah, really thought this through, didn't you?” Cra inquired, giving Samantha a nervous smile as the redhead pushed the door the rest of the way closed with her bottom.

  “That's kinda her thing,” Samantha noted teasingly as she stepped closer, gncing momentarily at Lydia, “might even give Evan a run for his money with the 'criminal mastermind' thing.”

  “Should I be scared?” Cra inquired with a nervous chuckle, gncing over to meet Samantha's gaze.

  “Don't over think it,” the redhead giggled, stepping closer and sliding her hand across the girl's lower back as Lydia's lips brushed teasingly against Cra's.

  Swallowing hard, the girl let out a soft whimper, her body trembling as Lydia's lips pressed firmly against her own, the muffled music from outside almost seeming to match the rhythm of Cra's suddenly racing heart.

  Nibbling her bottom lip uncertainly as she watched the two for a moment, Samantha pushing down the sudden nervousness she felt and brushed her lips against Cra's ear.

  “Just rex,” the redhead whispered with a giggle, her fingers finding the zipper at the back of the girl's dress.

  Cra could only whimper in response as the tip of Lydia's tongue pressing against her lips, the goth-girl's hand sliding around to take a firm hold of Cra's bottom.

  Unable to keep from smiling mischievously, Samantha gnced at the door, half-wondering if she shouldn't lock the door. 'In for a penny...' the girl reminded herself, taking advantage of Cra's distraction to slowly draw the zipper downwards.

  Gncing at Lydia, the dark-haired girl opened an eye and gave Samantha an amused look, feeling the fabric loosen. “No sense wasting too much time,” the redhead giggled nervously, curious to see how far Cra would be willing to let the two go.

  Pulling her lips back Lydia smirked at Cra, the girl panting softly, her body quivering. “Well, that is a concern,” Lydia chuckled softly, her fingers moving to pull Cra's dress lower, the girl letting out a soft gasp as the garment slid off of her shoulders.

  “Um, are you sure about this?” she stammered, Cra's cheeks flushing hotly as her ft chest was revealed, Lydia wetting her lips at the sight of the girl's hard nipples.

  “Completely,” the dark-haired girl chuckled softly, gncing askance at Samantha with a teasing smirk before leaning in closer and slowly dragging her tongue across Cra's nipple.

  Inhaling sharply, Cra grabbed Lydia's arm, the girl letting out a helpless whimper as Samantha giggled and leaned in as well, following her friend's example on Cra's opposite nipple.

  “This is too much,” Cra giggled nervously, blushing as she felt Samantha's hand sliding down her back to caress her bottom.

  “Oh, this is nothing,” Lydia replied, rolling her eyes a little as she pushed the girl's dress the rest of the way down before taking hold of Samantha's hand.

  Gncing over at the dark-haired girl, Samantha gave her a nervous smile, her free hand being guided to Cra's folds. “Just follow my lead,” Lydia whispered, the redhead nodding slowly as she felt the soft warmth of Cra's skin beneath her fingers.

  Nibbling her bottom lip, Cra's eyes widened as she felt the two sets of fingers gently caressing her, the two girls going back to teasingly licking her nipples. Swallowing hard, she felt her body start to quiver, the room feeling oddly warm as Cra leaned back against stack of dark green gym mats.

  “Do... do you two do this a lot?” she stammered, Samantha giggling at the thought.

  “Oh, not nearly enough,” Lydia replied teasingly, turning to Samantha and smirking a bit.

  Following suit, Samantha gave her a questioning look before suddenly feeling Lydia's lips pressed against her own. Sighing softly, the redhead closed her eyes, her body tingling with excitement as she could almost feel Cra watching the two.

  'Probably should've thought of this sooner,' Samantha mused, following Lydia's lead as the two stood up straighter, their tongues entwining for a moment before separating.

  “We should probably up our game a little,” Lydia chuckled softly, Samantha nodding slowly, the girl panting softly as her heart raced.

  “What'd you have in mind?” she inquired, gncing at Cra, the girl nibbling her bottom lip nervously.

  Lydia smirked and put her hand on top of Samantha's head. “You're a clever girl, I'm sure you know what to do,” she replied teasingly.

  Samantha let out a nervous giggle, nodding thoughtfully as she held Cra's gaze for a moment. “Think of this as a bit of a team building exercise,” Samantha said teasingly, resting her hands on her teammate's shoulders before slowly moving down onto her knees.

  Swallowing hard, Cra's eyes widened, the girl taking half a step back and pressing against the stack of gym mats. “Are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?” she managed, her breath quickening as Lydia brushed the girl's hair back over her ear.

  “Just rex and enjoy it,” the dark-haired girl whispered teasingly, giving Cra's ear a pyful nibble, “This -is- what you wanted, isn't it?”

  Taking a deep breath, the girl nodded slowly as Samantha's hands slid down across her skin before resting on Cra's thighs, the redhead giving them a bit of an appraising squeeze.

  “Um... I think so,” she replied with a nervous giggle, Samantha giving her a sheepish grin.

  “Well, only one way to find out,” the redhead chuckled, holding Cra's gaze as she gave each of the girl's thighs a teasing kiss before wetting her lips nervously. This would be Cra's first time, after all, and Samantha wanted to make a good impression.

  Looking closely at her teammate's tight folds, Samantha felt her mouth water, the girl's heart racing. Pushing back against her nervousness, Samantha slipped her hands around to take hold of Cra's bottom before giving her a gentle squeeze.

  The soft, breathless whimper Cra let out made Samantha smile, the girl giggling quietly as she finally gave her teammate's folds a long, slow lick. Cra's firm little body giving a sudden quiver, Samantha's fingers squeezed tighter at the sound of the surprised gasp that escaped Cra's lips.

  “See, it's not so bad,” Lydia chuckled softly as she brushed her lips against Cra's ear, “This IS what you've been wanting, right?”

  Swallowing hard, Cra nodded slowly, nibbling her bottom lip as Lydia's fingers ran through Samantha's hair. “Y, yeah...” Cra managed, whimpering as Samantha's tongue wriggled teasingly against her entrance, the girl reaching back to take hold of the stack of mats for support.

  “Then just rex and let go,” Lydia whispered, Cra inhaling sharply as the goth-girl gave her ear a nibble, Samantha's tongue making slow circles around her clit.

  Her breath quickening, Cra was almost too overwhelmed to respond, her shaking hand gently petting Samantha's long red hair. “Okay...” Cra managed, giving a deep shudder as her teammate's lips pressed against her skin and suckled hard against her clit.

  Gncing over at the shelf, Lydia smiled at her phone, thankful that she'd remembered to charge it. The angle wasn't perfect, but it'd do the job, the girl supposed, finding herself smiling as she heard Samantha moan hungrily.

  Looking down, Lydia smiled to herself, the little redhead was lost in the moment, hungrily pping at Cra's folds, her hands caressing the child's firm thighs. It wouldn't take long now, Lydia chuckled to herself, taking hold of Cra's chin and tilting the girl's head towards herself.

  Smiling smugly, Lydia pressed her lips to Cra's, the girl's body shaking harder as the goth-girl's hand slid across her naked chest and squeezed her nipple tightly. The music from outside getting louder for a moment, Lydia moaned happily, pushing her tongue into Cra's mouth.

  Feeling the girl's tongue meet her own, Lydia's hand moved up to cup Cra's cheek to keep her still. Pressing her lips more firmly against the girl's, Lydia's free hand took a handful of Samantha's hair. Pushing her closer encouragingly, Samantha's tongue pushed deeper inside, Cra's body tensing, the girl squirming and whimpering.

  Pulling back a bit, Lydia gave Cra's lips a teasing lick, the girl chuckling in amusement. “Feels good, doesn't it?” she purred, Cra's breath quickening, her body trembling, “Just let go. Cum for us, little one. I know it's what you've been wanting.”

  Inhaling sharply, Cra gritted her teeth, the girl arching her back, curling her fingers in Samantha's hair. Feeling the sudden tug, the redhead let out a giggling moan, giving Cra's bottom a firm squeeze as she moved to cover the girl's clit once more.

  Suckling hard against it, Samantha wriggled the tip of her tongue against the hard nub. Cra's body jerked hard in response, the other girls trying not to ugh as they held her in pce, Samantha refusing to let up.

  Her body shaking harder, Cra held her breath for a long moment as Samantha's tongue moved faster, the sensation building inside of the girl before suddenly flooding her entire being. Letting out a loud cry, Cra leaned back against the stack of mats, her body thrashing as she came hard. Samantha's mouth moved to her folds in response, pping hungrily until the girl let out a pained sound and spped several times against the top of her head.

  Giggling, Samantha pulled away with a grin before standing up and meeting Lydia's gaze. “That was fun,” she panted, leaning in to give Lydia a quick kiss, “So, what's the next part of your master pn?”

  Taking a moment to lick her lips, Lydia smiled mischievously, gncing at Cra. “Call the boys,” she said slyly, Samantha letting out a bit of a ugh.

  “Ah, you sure about this?” she inquired, gncing at Cra, the girl panting heavily, her body trembling as she slowly came down.

  Lydia gave a slow, casual shrug. “It'll be fun to see if we can reset her to base factory settings,” the goth-girl replied teasingly with a mischievous smirk, Samantha giggling as she moved to the door and slipped outside.

  Turning back to Cra, Lydia brushed the girl's hair away from her face and over her ear. “Did you have fun?” she inquired teasingly, smiling smugly as Cra gnced up at her with heavy-lidded eyes.

  “Y, yeah...” she confessed, blushing as she gnced askance, “It was a little weird at first, but it was fun.”

  “Only gets more fun from here,” Lydia chuckled, turning to the door as it slowly slid open, the music getting louder for a moment, the children outside likely distracted by the intensity of the rather popur song being pyed.

  Sticking her head in, Samantha gave a nervous grin, the girl giggling in-spite of herself before slipping inside. Letting out a bit of a chuckle, Lydia noted the cup in the girl's hand. 'She can't get enough, it seems,' the goth-girl noted with mild satisfaction, rather liking the way even diluted amber reduced the redhead's inhibitions to a more reasonable level.

  Cra smiled as she saw Samantha, but then let out an embarrassed yelp, the girl quickly doing what she could to cover herself as she saw Zack and Evan slip into the room behind her, quickly closing the door behind them.

  “Wait! This isn't really what I had in mind!” Cra said quickly, the girl bending down to grab up her dress, doing her best to cover herself as the boys grinned, ughing a bit as they sipped their drinks.

  “Gd you could make it,” Lydia commented with an amused smile, ignoring Cra's protests for the moment and noting the odd colour of their drinks.

  Zack's grin widened as he noticed the look Lydia gave him, the boy raising his cup. “We mixed the green and the red to make yellow!” he announced before bursting out ughing, the boy bending forward a bit to keep himself from shaking too much.

  “He's had a little too much,” Samantha giggled before giving Cra a concerned look, “Oh, sorry. I kinda forgot you were naked.”

  Cra stared at her incredulously for a moment as the Evan covered his mouth and ughed at the comment, his eyes moving to catch a glimpse of the little girl's naked body behind what little protection her dress afforded.

  “How do you forget something like that?” Cra muttered, gncing at Lydia uncomfortably.

  The dark-haired girl sighed and rolled her eyes. “Now, now, don't be so prudish,” she told Cra with a hint of a bemusement in her tone, the girl caressing her cheek with a predatory gleam in her eyes, “You don't want to grow up to be like Maegan's parents, do you?”

  Evan winced a bit at the mention of the two, the boy sipping his drink and letting the mix of amber and alcohol quickly untie the sudden knot in his stomach.

  “To be fair, we've seen most of the girls on the team naked already,” he confessed, blushing as the words tumbled out of his mouth almost unbidden.

  Zack inhaled sharply, turning to his friend with wide eyes. “But the twins! We haven't seen the twins yet!” he said excitedly, making Samantha ugh.

  “Maybe for your birthday!” she told him teasingly, the boy grinning broadly, an image of Rebecca and Holly wearing nothing but a long red ribbon wrapped about their bodies, concealing their interesting bits as well as tying them together suddenly popping into his mind.

  “Oh I so wish!” he ughed, Samantha rolling her eyes with a grin, the girl suddenly thinking it'd be rather hot to watch the two boys taking turns with them.

  “Imagine my shock,” she faux-scoffed, smirking at him before turning her attention back to Lydia and Cra, “Anyway, it's your show. What happens next?”

  Lydia let out a quiet ugh, smirking thoughtfully at the three for a moment. “I think you should show little Cra how you make your boys happy,” she replied slyly, Zack and Evan grinning and chuckling a little nervously.

  Samantha swallowed hard, her heart racing. The rest of the team already knew her secret. It wasn't that big a deal, right? Besides, it was always more fun with someone watching...

  Giggling to herself, Samantha sipped her drink again, letting the warm tingling sensation spread through her, the girl's body quivering a little in excitement. “Well, you heard the dy,” Samantha commented with a grin, the girl setting down her drink before adjusting her dress and carefully going down onto her knees at an angle that would give Cra the best possible view.

  The boys gnced at one another grinning, a silent communication passing between the two as they both wondered if Cra might join in on the fun as well. With a ugh, they both eagerly undid their trousers, pushing them down a bit so they could reveal themselves to the girls.

  Cra let out a soft gasp, the girl covering her mouth, her eyes wide as Samantha smirked and let out a soft, amused chuckle. “Wow, you guys are eager,” she said with teasing faux-disapproval, Zack sticking his tongue out at her even as he tried not to ugh.

  “Lovely, aren't they?” Lydia inquired softly, slipping an arm around Cra's waist, as Samantha took hold of the boy's almost entirely hard shafts. The redhead's fingers squeezing firmly, the girl started stroking them slowly.

  Swallowing hard, Cra shook her head slowly. “This is really weird,” she whispered nervously, Lydia rolling her eyes again and reaching over to pick up one the boys cups.

  “You need to rex,” the dark-haired girl said soothingly, bringing the cup close Cra's lips, “Just watch for now. See how you like it.”

  Cra nodded slowly, amazed to see Samantha so eagerly stroking the two boys' shafts, the girl wetting her lips hungrily. It was weird, but Samantha looked so happy, so confident, so sexy...

  She then felt the cup press against her lips, Cra almost instinctively taking a small sip, the girl frowning a little as she tasted the alcohol in it. There was more in it that there had been before, but at least the warmth it spread through her seemed to rex Cra's nerves somewhat.

  Samantha, meanwhile, found herself lost in the moment, the girl momentarily mesmerised by the the way the boys' foreskin moved across their rock hard shafts, her mouth watering as she watched the way their ball sacks seemed to tighten.

  Gncing up, she wet her lips slowly, both boys staring down at her eagerly, something in their gaze sending a wave of excitement through her body. Samantha had seen them horny plenty of times before, but now there was something predatory in the way the looked at her. It was almost like they could snap at any moment and simply descend upon her, tearing off Samantha's dress and force themselves inside of her...

  Samantha's body gave a deep shiver at the thought, the girl shaking her head to clear it a little. Amber really seemed to put strange ideas in her head, Samantha mused, making a mental note to maybe get some more amber from Lydia for special occasions.

  Taking a slow, deep breath, Samantha refocused and lowered her head onto Zack's shaft, her eyes holding his gaze, the boy's body giving a shiver as her warm lips wrapped around him. Letting out a soft moan as her tongue slid across the underside of his shaft, Samantha pressed it firmly against it, loving the soft texture overtop of the nearly rock-hardness beneath it.

  'Boys things are so weird, but so good...' the girl mused inwardly, slowly closing her eyes, loving the way it filled her mouth, the almost spongy feeling head pressing against her throat as her hand moved to cup Zack's heavy balls.

  Her body shuddering, a spark of pleasure shot through the little redhead as part of her remembered that they were full of thick, gooey sperm, and if she wasn't careful, it could flood her mouth at any moment. The idea made Samantha suck harder, Zack letting out a soft, happy moan, the girl smiling inwardly at the thought of the weird, but somehow pleasant way it felt inside of her mouth.

  'No, not yet,' Samantha reminded herself, slowly pulling her head back before pushing it slowly forward, taking her time, remembering to put on a bit of a show for Lydia and Cra.

  Opening her eyes a bit, Samantha remembered Evan, her hand stroking him almost of its own accord. Giggling a little, the girl pulled her lips back slowly, holding the head of Zack's shaft in her mouth a moment longer, sucking it harder before pulling back with a teasing smile.

  Zack grinned, ughing a little as a thin rope of saliva connected them for a moment before colpsing. “Wow, I so love you!” he ughed, Samantha rolling her eyes with a smile as she moved over to Evan, giving the boy a long lick before slipping her lips around him.

  “Those three are adorable,” Lydia mused with a chuckle as Evan leaned his head back, the boy exhaling loudly, his fingers running through Samantha's long crimson hair.

  “They, ah, do look like they're having fun,” Cra confessed, nibbling her bottom lip as she watched Samantha work, barely noticing as Lydia's fingers curled around hers, pushing the girl's hand lower, revealing more of her body.

  “I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you helped out a little,” Lydia purred, nuzzling Cra's ear, “Maybe you could just sit behind her and see where your hands go. Maybe seeing a dick up close'll help you realize they're not so scary after all.”

  “Maybe...” Cra murmured, half-wondering if Samantha would mind if she pulled down the zipper on the back of her dress and slid her hands inside.

  “What's stopping you then?” Lydia inquired with a soft chuckle, giving Cra's ear a soft nibble, “She likes to hide it from the public, but trust me. Samantha's a horny little perv who loves having other girls py with her. Just don't let anyone else know that. It'd ruin the fun.”

  Cra nodded, whimpering as her body gave a bit of a shiver, her hand suddenly pushed downwards, her dress going with it, revealing herself to admittedly distracted boys. Nibbling her bottom lip, the girl took an uncertain step forward, letting out a soft yelp as Lydia's hand pressed against the small of her back and gave a little push.

  Stumbling closer, Cra inhaled sharply as the boys stared at her, their eyes widening, giving her a hungry look that made the girl a bit uncomfortable. Trying her best to smile, a nervous giggle escaped Cra's lips. She could almost feel their gaze upon her, taking her in, admiring the child's lean, athletic body.

  Shivering a bit, Cra quickly dropped to her knees, her arms wrapping suddenly around Samantha from behind, pressing herself close, her cheek touching the girl's.

  Samantha giggled softly with her mouth full, the girl slowly bobbing her head, her body shifting a bit to get comfortable against Cra's. Pressing closer, it was hard to ignore how soft, but firm the little redhead's body was. Her silky soft hair brushing against Cra's skin almost made the girl forget that Samantha was hungrily sucking a boy's thing right in front of her.

  Gncing nervously at it, Evan's shaft looked huge. It wasn't, really, Cra did her best to remind herself. It was just so... close. It was kind of scary. Samantha didn't seem to mind, though, the girl's expression absolutely blissful as she sucked him harder, Cra's fingers dangerously close to her aching hard nipples.

  “That's so cute, but so hot,” Zack whispered, Evan opening open eye and smiling as he saw the embarrassed little girl clinging tightly to Samantha, the boy's shaft twitching at the thought of pressing himself against her lips as well.

  Lydia smiled, moving closer so quietly that Cra didn't know she was there until she was kneeling behind her and whispering in her ear. “You should totally go for it,” the goth-girl said in a sly, teasing tone, “Just try it. You might like it.”

  Cra shook her head a little, the girl inhaling sharply as he fingers brushed against Samantha's nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. “I can't...” she whispered so quietly Lydia barely heard her.

  “Why let her have all the fun, though?” Lydia chuckled softly, her hands moving to hold Cra's shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze, “here, I'll show you.”

  Lydia moved her head over and opened her mouth, the girl's tongue sliding out as she stared up at Zack, the boy grinning and wasting little time. Pushing himself into the raven-haired girl's mouth, he let out a long, happy moan.

  “I'm so gd you moved here,” he chuckled, Lydia smiling at him with her eyes, giving the boy's shaft a gentle nibble, causing Zack to wince a bit at the sensation.

  Cra, meanwhile let out a soft gasp, staring in disbelief as Lydia held still, letting Zack set the pace, the boy moving his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of her hungry mouth.

  “Um... I guess it'd be like, rude not to, right?” Cra said softly, the girl gncing uncertainly at the boys as Samantha gave a surprised look, pulling her lips away and leaving Evan's shaft bobbing wetly not far from her face.

  “For real?” the redhead giggled, Lydia letting out a self-satisfied moan as she pulled slowly off of Zack.

  “That's my girl,” she purred, Cra blushing as both boy's chuckled nervously, bringing their shafts closer to her face.

  Swallowing hard, Cra took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a moment, she slowly opened her mouth, Samantha leaning over to give Lydia an amazed look, the goth-girl smiling smugly.

  Cra let out a soft whimper as she wrapped her lips hesitantly around Evan's shaft. It was weird. It felt weird. It tasted weird. But everyone else was doing it. She wasn't really interested in boys, but it wasn't like she was getting married or anything. She was just... sucking a boy's thing. It wasn't like it meant anything, right?

  Trying her best to soften her expression, Cra gave an experimental suck, the girl jumping a little as she felt the shaft throb in her mouth. She couldn't pull away, though. Lydia was behind her, pushing her shoulders forward.

  “Just rex,” the goth-girl said softly, the music outside switching to another slow song, “Wriggle your tongue a bit. Get a feel for how it is in your mouth. How it tastes. It's texture. It's heat. The way it makes you feel.”

  Cra winced a little, making a bit of a face as she moved her tongue across it. It still didn't feel right in her mouth, but Evan seemed to like it, so there was that.

  “Maybe try the other one?” Samantha inquired in a helpful tone, the girl looking a bit puzzled at her teammate's ck of enthusiasm.

  “I wouldn't mind!” Zack piped in with a grin, Samantha trying not to ugh, the girl unable to keep from feeling a bit concerned that Cra wasn't having as much fun as she was.

  Cra pulled her mouth back, gd that Lydia actually letting her, the girl giving a bit of a sour look as Evan's shaft came free, the boy panting softly, a concerned look crossing his face.

  “Uh, I guess. It's um, only fair, right?” Cra said quickly, deciding it was best to just get it over with. The fvour seemed to be lingering on her tongue, and that wasn't so great, but Cra figured she could just drink something after to wash it out.

  “Now you're getting it,” Samantha chuckled as Cra adjusted herself, moving to Samantha's other side to get a better angle, the grin Zack gave her causing the girl to shudder a little.

  It'll only take a moment, Cra reminded herself. If I do this, then she'll back off and I can focus on Samantha. Taking a deep breath, Cra opened her mouth again, the girl holding out her tongue, letting Zack brush the head of his shaft against it before sliding inside.

  Her body giving another shudder, Cra tried not to wince, tasting his pre-cum. This definitely wasn't her thing, the girl reasoned, but it'd be rude to stop just yet. Instead, Cra closed her eyes and tried not to think about it so much. Letting Zack slide himself in and out of her mouth a few times, the girl did her best to oblige him by sucking as best she could. Her heart, though, just wasn't in it.

  Pulling himself out after a few moments, Zack sighed, the boy shaking his head slowly. “Sorry, but it's just... not the same,” he chuckled softly as Cra made a bit of a face, the girl scraping her tongue against her teeth, trying to cleanse it of the fvour.

  Lydia sighed heavily as Cra gave another shudder, swallowing her saliva and silently vowing not to do that ever again. “Well, I had to try,” the goth-girl said sadly, quickly getting to her feet.

  “It tastes kinda gross, I'm sorry,” Cra admitted, bowing her head, feeling a bit bad for saying it out loud.

  “Don't worry, I'll get you a drink,” Lydia replied, sounding genuinely sympathetic.

  “I guess it's just not for everybody,” the redhead commented, feeling a little dumbfounded.

  “Eh, it's not that big a deal,” Zack added with a shrug, the boy stroking his shaft in Samantha's direction, the girl smirking back at him, “I mean, it's not like there's no other options.”

  Lydia chuckled, gncing over her shoulder at the group as she added a little something extra to one of the cups of yellow liquid. It wasn't something she liked to resort to terribly often, but it'd do the job, she supposed. Gncing at her phone, the girl gave a small, helpless shrug.

  'She's probably not the best candidate anyway,' Lydia mused inwardly, turning to walk back to Cra, 'but there's no sense wasting a perfectly good opportunity for a bit for fun!'

  Kneeling down, Lydia handed the girl the drink, Cra giving her a weak smile of thanks as she took it. Watching her closely, Lydia tried not to smile as the girl filled her mouth with the yellow brew, swishing it around a bit to catch everything before swallowing hard and taking another sip.

  Frowning suddenly, Cra gave Lydia a confused look as the world suddenly spun around her, the girl's heart racing, a sense of vertigo hitting her hard. “What...?” was all that Cra could manage before the mostly empty cup fell from her hand and she slumped forward onto Samantha.

  “Is she okay?!” Evan blurted, the boy quickly kneeling down and pressing his fingers to the side of Cra's neck as Samantha froze up, suddenly panicked.

  “Well, I guess she just can't hold her liquor,” Lydia sighed with an unconcerned shrug, the girl shaking her head slowly before gncing up at the boys, gauging their reactions.

  “What should we do?” Zack inquired, suddenly feeling a little lost.

  Lydia resisted the urge to smirk. There was plenty they could be doing. After all, amber wasn't the only thing that mixed well with alcohol. “Let's y her down on the mats,” she suggested, trying not to rush things, savouring the moment.

  The boys nodded, both of them moving to carefully lift Cra's naked form as Samantha caught her breath, giving the girl a concerned look as she stood as well. “Maybe we pushed her a bit too far?” the redhead pondered nervously, giving Lydia an uncertain look.

  “Oh, she's fine,” Lydia replied with a dismissive wave, watching with interest as Cra was id out on the stack of gym mats, the girl's breathing slow and steady. Amber didn't seem to affect her so much, but at least more conventional chemicals did, the raven-haired girl mused, “Although it is sort of unfair that she left you boys hanging like that.”

  Zack shrugged as took a moment to get a better look at Cra's small, athletic form. “Well, yeah, but I mean, she's not the only option, right?” the boy chuckled, Lydia smirking back at him.

  “True,” she admitted thoughtfully, running her darkly painted nails gently across Cra's chest, the little girl's dark pink nipples still looking a bit hard from the fun she'd had before the boys arrived, “but you have to admit. It is rather unfair to get you so wound up like that and then just... stop.”

  Samantha gnced at Lydia, starting to realize what she was getting at, but not entirely sure how she felt about it. “Fairness is important,” the redhead pondered out-loud, looking down at Cra, the girl looking so cute and vulnerable as she slept. Part of her almost wanting have another taste, “But um, she's kinda not with it right now.”

  Lydia shrugged. “Well, she really shouldn't have drank that so quickly,” the dark-haired girl replied, gncing for a quick moment at the fallen pstic cup, “I mean, that is kind of asking for trouble, after all.”

  Zack ughed. “Oh, I'm always asking for trouble!” he said with a grin, Lydia letting out a ugh in-spite of herself.

  “Well, then why not get into some?” she inquired, the girl's fingers sliding lower, moving across Cra's ft stomach before rubbing against her still moist folds, “I mean. She's still wet from before. It wouldn't be that big a deal, right?”

  The other children stared at Lydia in silence for a moment. Her heart racing, Samantha nibbled her bottom lip as her mind raced. “Um... isn't that a bit... err, 'rapey?'” the redhead managed, part of her finding the idea weirdly hot even if she knew it was horribly wrong.

  Lydia rolled her eyes. “It's only rape if she says no, silly,” the goth-girl replied with a dismissive wave as she shook her head slowly, “Besides. Doesn't she kind of like, owe them a bit of a fun?”

  “Kind of...” Samantha replied uncertainly, prying her eyes away from the sight of Lydia's fingers, one of them slowly pushing between Cra's folds to see how wet she really was.

  “To be honest, it wouldn't be the first time we've done something like this,” Evan admitted hesitantly, gncing at Zack.

  The other boy nodded slowly. They had certainly gotten carried away with Susan after the photo-shoot. It had been kinda dumb and impulsive, but it had been fun, he had to admit.

  “Well, yeah, but... we'd definitely need to be more careful if we did that again,” he admitted with a nervous chuckle, looked at Samantha who quickly gnced askance, the girl still trying to sort out how she felt. The boys -had- gotten Susan pregnant after all. The st thing her team needed was for that to happen with Cra.

  “Has she had her period yet?” Lydia inquired, raising a dark eyebrow at Samantha, the redhead blushing a bit as she quickly searched her memory.

  “Uh, not that she mentioned,” the girl said quickly.

  “Then what's the problem?” Lydia chuckled, slowly shaking her head, gncing between the boys as she pulled her finger out and putting it in her mouth.

  Zack and Evan both took deep breaths, watching as Lydia slowly pulled it back out, the boys shuffling a little uncomfortably, their balls suddenly aching. “So ah, if we did,” Zack said a little evasively, gncing back at Cra's slumbering form, “who should go first?”

  Lydia took a deep breath, using every ounce of willpower to keep her expression neutral in-spite of the wide grin she desperately wanted to give. “She's a virgin, right?” the girl inquired, gncing at Samantha.

  The redhead blinked a few times. “Well, more than likely,” she replied with a shrug, “I mean, she's like twelve, and there's that whole lesbian thing...”

  Lydia rolled her eyes. Enough alcohol or the right drugs could usually get past that barrier, after all. “Well, which one of you had the st virgin, then?” she inquired, gncing between the boys again, the two of them gncing at one another.

  “I had Amy first,” Zack admitted, feeling a little embarrassed given how well she was getting along with Evan, “Maybe you should?”

  Evan frowned thoughtfully. “True, but I did have the first round with Susan,” he countered, his friend nodding, frowning a little to himself.

  “And you went first with Sam and Maegan,” Zack added.

  “True and real,” Evan pondered, suddenly finding the whole thing rather amusing as Samantha grinned at the two, “So you should probably go first. It's only fair.”

  Zack shrugged, giving a bit of a nervous ugh. “Well, alright then,” he said at st, gncing again at Samantha, the girl meeting his gaze nervously and giving him a small, slow nod, “In for a penny and all that.”

  Stroking himself a bit, Zack half-wondered if his erection would ever stop. Amber certainly did amp thing up, that was for sure. Looking down at Cra, he felt his doubts starting to slip away. She was hot, he had had to admit. Not Samantha hot, but hot enough. And her hairless, tight folds did look rather tempting.

  Exhaling slowly, the boy took hold of Cra's thighs and gently pulled her closer to the edge of the mats, lifting her legs and pressing them against the girl to make things more accessible.

  “She's like a rag doll,” the boy chuckled nervously, Samantha letting out a bit of a giggle as Lydia smirked, the girl reaching back to grab her phone before holding it closer.

  “Wait, are you gonna record this?” Samantha asked quickly, her eyes going wide, her uncertainly suddenly starting to win the battle.

  Lydia chuckled and gave a half-shrug. “Why not? It's not every day you get to see a boy pop a lesbian's cherry and all that,” she replied rather nonchantly, “Besides, it's kinda hirious. That and it'll be fun to masturbate to ter.”

  “Can't argue with that logic,” Zack chuckled with a shrug of his own, the boy rubbing the head of his shaft against Cra's soft folds, sending a wave of sensation through him that caused the boy to inhale sharply.

  “Do it,” Lydia whispered slyly, grinning a little at her camera as she zoomed in, “Like she's said. She's not into boys, so this is probably going to be the only chance you'll ever get.”

  Zack nodded slowly. Lydia wasn't wrong, after all. And it wasn't like Cra would ever know, right? His body gave another shudder as a wave of desperate, aching need crashed over him. Zack's shaft throbbed, and his balls ached. He needed to be inside of a girl. And Cra certainly wasn't telling him no.

  Exhaling slowly, Zack gritted his teeth and slowly began pushing forward, his friends leaning in closer, everyone holding their breath. Wincing, the boy groaned. She was so tight. Definitely a virgin. Pausing, Zack gently moved himself back and forth, pushing a little further each time, letting Cra's wetness increase.

  After a moment, her inner muscles began to rex, the boy letting out a long, slow breath as his shaft began to disappear inside the little virgin. “This feels so good...” he breathed, his hands gripping Cra's thighs tighter, his slow strokes becoming longer, pushing a little deeper each time.

  “Is she tight?” Lydia chuckled teasingly, knowing the answer.

  “Very!” the boy replied, his voice shaking as he gnced at Samantha, the redhead meeting his gaze with a look of amazement.

  “I... I kinda want a copy of that when this is over,” Samantha admitted, the girl blushing a bit as she felt her excitement rising, her eyes gncing back down at the way Cra's folds hugged Zack's shaft, clinging to it tightly in a way that both fascinated and aroused her.

  Lydia grinned, a feeling of deep satisfaction filling her mind even as the sight before her made the girl press her thighs together against the growing need she felt. “I'll post it to a porn site so you can download it,” she replied teasingly, Samantha giving her a momentarily panicked look before ughing.

  “Don't you dare!” the girl shot back with a grin, knowing Lydia wasn't serious. At least hopefully not.

  The goth-girl shrugged. “Not worth the trouble, really,” she replied with mild amusement at the idea, “but I'll definitely make sure you get a copy.”

  Gncing over at Lydia, Zack gave the girl a bemused grin. “That idea's both hot and distracting,” he panted, his body giving a sudden shudder as Cra's inner muscles squeezed involuntarily, the boy's shaft disappearing entirely inside of the little girl.

  “Definitely more on the hot side...” Samantha murmured, her emerald eyes going wide as Zack let out a slow grown, grinding himself against Cra's body, his hands squeezing her thighs tightly.

  “True and real,” Evan agreed, his voice slightly above a whisper, his hands twitching as he tried to figure out if it'd be rude to start masturbating.

  Zack grinned again, letting out a soft chuckle. “Gd you like the show, I'm here all week,” he commented, Lydia smirking as Samantha rolled her eyes despite her bemused smile.

  “Oh, do quit stalling,” Lydia teased, giving the boy's bottom a firm sp that made Zack ugh, the boy moving his hips once more, sliding half-way out before pushing slowly back inside, letting out a long breath as he did so.

  Gncing at Samantha, Evan nibbled his bottom lip, the boy moving closer, slipping an arm around her and resting his hand on her hip. The little redhead was so distracted, she barely noticed. Gncing back down at Cra, the girl's body being pushed and pulled slightly in time with Zack's quickening thrusts, Evan quickly decided that being rude probably wasn't an issue in that circumstance.

  Slipping his hand back a little, Evan gave Samantha's bottom a firm squeeze, the girl gncing over at him. Their eyes meeting, Evan took a deep breath, seeing the hunger in the redhead's gaze. Without a word, he stepped behind her, the fingers of both hands quickly bunching up the hem of her dress.

  Gncing up at them, Lydia smiled, momentarily aiming the camera at the two as Samantha looked over her shoulder and pressed her lips to Evan's. Both children's bodies quivered, a whimpering moan escaping Samantha's lips. It then only took a moment for Evan to pull the thin green fabric up over the rise of Samantha's bottom, the girl tensing for second as she felt the heat of his hard shaft resting against her skin.

  “It's always the quiet ones,” Lydia mused with a soft chuckle, turning her camera on Zack, the boy panting harder now, his thrusts picking up speed as he gnced over at her and smiled.

  “You 'otta know,” the boy chuckled teasingly, the girl giving a half-shrug as the quiet sound of Zack's balls spping against Cra's bottom filled the room.

  Gritting his teeth, the boy strained a little, his excitement rising as he gnced over at Evan and Samantha, the blond boy pushing the head of his shaft teasingly against the redhead's folds from behind.

  “S-Sorry,” Evan managed as Samantha gripped the edge of the top mat firmly, “gotta take the edge off!”

  Samantha let out a bit of a ugh before a deep, desperate moan escaped her young lips. The girl's eyes rolled back as Evan pushed into her, the sensation a little painful despite her wetness. It didn't matter, though. The touch of roughness only made it feel even better.

  “Just make sure to save some for her,” Lydia chuckled, Evan's hands gripping Samantha's hips tightly, the boy letting out soft grunts as he gave her several hard thrusts.

  “He- He can go again!” Samantha managed, grunting and groaning as Evan pushed into her, his shaft throbbing desperately against the girl's inner muscles. Keeping one eye open, Samantha watched as Zack arched his back, his expression strained as his body ached for release.

  “That is the advantage of being young,” Lydia agreed with a smirk, zooming in on Zack's expression for a moment before panning down to where his flesh merged with Cra's, wanting to capture the moment.

  “I, I can stop... before then!” Evan managed, groaning as he heard Samantha let out a long, whimpering whine, the the girl's inner muscles squeezing him tightly, her body squirming as she started to cum.

  Lydia chuckled softly, moving the camera to catch a glimpse of Samantha's face for a moment. “Both an exhibitionist and a voyeur I see,” the raven-haired girl commented teasingly, but the three children were far too distracted to notice.

  Hearing Zack let out a grunting groan, Lydia was quick to zoom out, catching the look on his face as the boy started to cum, his thrusts short, quick and hard, pushing himself as deep inside of the unconscious girl as he could.

  “That'a boy,” Lydia whispered, smiling smugly as she watched Zack's body twist, the boy grinding his hips against Cra, depositing what was likely a sizeable thick, sticky load inside of her, “Just don't pull out too quickly, okay?”

  Zack gave a bit of a nod, only half-hearing her, exhaling slowly as his body shuddered, his hips moving slowly, his thrusts kept shallow, savouring the moment.

  “It feels so good...” he murmured, half-wondering how much of that was the amber.

  Lydia nodded slowly, giving a self-satisfied smile. “Hold on to that feeling,” she whispered, gncing at the other two as Evan thrust hard into Samantha and held there for a moment, the two of them shaking hard, “Remember it next time she passes out.”

  Zack ughed, shaking his head slowly, grinning at his friends, the two of them panting heavily, Evan's eyes tightly closed as he held still, trying not to cum. “Uh, I think it's just about your turn when you get a moment,” Zack commented teasingly, the blond boy nodding slowly.

  “I just.. just need a moment...” Evan panted, Samantha leaning forward, the girl's head bowed, her hair obscuring her face.

  “Good thing you held back,” Lydia chuckled, zooming in on Cra's folds again, “that way you can give this one all you've got.”

  Evan nodded slowly, the boy wetting his lips nervously. He desperately wanted to cum. He knew that it wouldn't take long, but he still wasn't entirely certain it was the best idea.

  “Maybe I should pull out when I do, just to be safe,” he pondered out loud, Lydia giving him a stern look.

  “Don't you dare,” she replied, a predatory gleam in her eyes that made Evan tense for a second.

  “You're really into guys cumming inside, aren't you?” Zack inquired half-rhetorically, smirking at the goth-girl as she met his gaze.

  Lydia gave a shrug. “I have my reasons,” she chuckled mischievously, her smile making it obvious that she still had many secrets of her own left to tell.

  “Anyway...” Zack breathed, gncing down and swallowing hard. He could feel the moist warmth where he'd cum, the boy half-wondering if it really was still safe to do things like that without being careful.

  Noticing the way Lydia moved her phone to get a good look, the boy nodding mostly to himself before slowly pulling his hips back, inhaling sharply at the sensation. “She's still squeezing me,” Zack whispered, still feeling a bit overly sensitive, needing a second before he could slide out the rest of the way.

  “Amazing...” Lydia purred as the boy paused, the head of his shaft still wedged inside the little girl's tight folds, his sperm oozing out around it.

  “Y, yeah...” Samantha agreed, lifting her head to get a better look, the girl slowly wetting her lips, imagining how hot it still was. How good it would taste mixed with Cra's juices.

  Zack let out a bit of a ugh, his shaft twitching a bit as the commentary threatened to get him hard again. Exhaling slowly, he pulled himself free, a wet pop filling the air as his cum spttered a bit, Cra's opening convulsing a little before slowly sealing itself off, pushing out more of Zack's cum onto the gym mat.

  “Is that how it was on our birthday?” Samantha inquired, meeting Zack's gaze, the boy confused for a second before remembering how he'd woken up that night. His balls aching, his shaft painfully hard. He hadn't even bothered trying to wake Samantha up, but she didn't seem to mind so much when she finally did, even if it had just been for a moment.

  The boy gave a nervous smile and nodded. “I guess this is getting to be a bit of a habit,” he confessed, Samantha giggling as she stood up straighter, looking over her shoulder to give Evan another quick kiss. It was his turn, after all.

  “You okay with this?” the blond boy inquired, Samantha frowning a little and giving a slow nod.

  “I know it's kinda not right,” she muttered, nibbling her bottom lip as she gnced down at Cra, the girl's breathing having quickened a bit despite being passed out, her body reacting on its own, “But it is kinda weirdly hot.”

  Evan nodded, the boy letting out a long slow breath as he pulled out of her, the air feeling cool against his skin after the intense warmth of the little redhead's body.

  “Anything for you,” Evan panted, fshing the girl a grin and making Samantha blush a little as he kissed her again before stepping out from behind her.

  “Careful, she's a bit leaky,” Zack chuckled, pushing Cra's legs forward, lifting her bottom and causing her folds to spread a bit.

  “I've got this,” Evan replied a little nervously, his hands shaking as he touched the soft skin of Cra's calves. His shaft twitching in anticipation, the boy tried his best to ignore the way Lydia seemed to be pointing her phone with increased interest.

  Zack nodded, carefully stepping aside, helping to keep Cra's legs elevated until Evan was in position, the boy taking a moment to smile down at the unconscious girl.

  “You're right, you know,” he said thoughtfully, gncing over at Lydia who raised a dark eyebrow at him, “This probably was our only chance. Once we've had the twins, I guess the only hurdle to 'completing the set' is Sarah.”

  “Oh! Good luck with that!” Samantha ughed, shaking her head in amusement.

  Lydia shrugged as Evan nibbled his bottom lip, letting Cra's leg rest on his shoulder, the boy adjusting the angle of his shaft so he could push the head against her folds.

  “Oh, you never know,” the raven-haired girl replied with a knowing smile, “Summer's coming. Maybe I'll pull some strings. See what happens.”

  Zack let out a bit of a ugh, the boy unable to keep the grin from his face at the thought. “She does have a really nice ass,” he mused thoughtfully, Samantha letting out a snort of ughter of her own.

  “Shoot for the moon, I guess,” she chuckled, gncing down at Evan's shaft just as the boy started to push himself inside of Cra.

  Letting out a soft gasp, the boy's eyes widened. “She IS tight...” he breathed, his friends ughing, Evan's body shuddering for a moment before pushing further, the boy letting out a low, rumbling moan.

  “Maybe that's why she's a lesbian,” Lydia mused, smirking as she gnced down at Cra's face, “Her pussy's too tight to get a regur supply of cock.”

  “Lydia!” Samantha blurted the girl ughing as she covered her mouth, quickly remembering that there were still people outside, and the music was only so loud.

  “What?” the goth-girl inquired with a shrug, her expression non-pulsed.

  Samantha sighed and shook her head slowly in amusement, her hand idly caressing Cra's ft tummy, half-wondering if she'd be able to feel Evan moving inside of her. “Big city girls,” she chuckled softly.

  “I'm simply not afraid to speak my mind is all,” Lydia expined, smiling at the way Samantha's fingers moved slowly downwards.

  “Always getting us into trouble,” Zack agreed, moving beside the dark-haired girl and reaching out his hand as well, gently brushing his fingers against Cra's hard little nipple.

  “I am trouble,” Lydia reminded him with a shrug, the girl adding her hand to the mix, caressing Cra's skin with mild interest as Evan's breath quickened, the boy thrusting slowly, savouring the feeling for the moment.

  “I think I'm okay with that...” Evan breathed, the boy's eyes tightly closed, breathing carefully through his mouth as he slid himself in and out, wincing a little now and then as Cra's inner muscles clenched, almost making him cum.

  “I think I'm feeling really okay with a lot of things right now,” Samantha giggled, watching the boy's expression with interest as she pressed her index finger against Cra's clit, making slow, careful circles against it.

  “You think she'd mind if we did a few things?” Zack inquired, watching his own fingers as they pyed along the unconscious child's nipple.

  “Given what you've already done, I don't see the point in stopping now,” Lydia chuckled, Zack fshing a quick grin of amusement before leaning down and flicking his tongue teasingly against Cra's nipple, its tip making slow circles around it.

  “You think she can cum while she's like this?” Samantha inquired with a giggle, Lydia giving a shrug in reply.

  “It's possible,” she admitted, frowning thoughtfully as she did her best to capture the entire scene, “I mean, wet dreams are a thing. It's just more fun when you're consciously aware of it.”

  Samantha nodded, the girl leaning down and giving Cra's tummy a teasing kiss before moving to run her tongue across the girl's clit, causing Evan to inhale sharply. The boy pausing for a moment as he stared down at her, Evan could only imagine the way Samantha's tongue was caressing the hard little nub as the bnket of her hair obscured his view.

  Breathing heavily now, Evan reached out his shaking hand, his fingers running through Samantha's hair encouragingly, his hips moving rhythmically. It felt incredible, and something about the three of them all sharing the moment gave him a strange sense of fulfilment.

  Even if what they were doing was the farthest thing from wholesome, it still warmed the boy's heart, even as his balls ached. Evan's body giving a deep shudder, he groaned hungrily, the boy almost feeling bad for not taking his time.

  “This... it's just too much,” he half-ughed, gritting his teeth and curling his fingers, pulling Samantha's hair a little, making the girl moan as her tongue slid across his shaft before he pushed back into Cra.

  “Then just let go,” Lydia chuckled softly, recording Evan's expression with a smirk, the boy pushing his head back, his body shaking for a moment before picking up the pace.

  Panting hard, Evan groaned again, straining as he embraced the sensation, the surging feeling of pleasure building in intensity before gushing forward. The boy's expression almost seeming pained as he shot his own load deep inside of the unconscious little girl, instinctively giving several sharp thrusts to push it in as far as he could.

  “That's our boy,” Lydia chuckled teasingly, Zack looking up from Cra's nipple with a grin, watching as Samantha whimpered and moaned, her tongue working across both Cra and Evan's skin.

  “Oh my gosh... woah...” the blond boy breathed, his body shaking as he slowly began pulling out of Cra.

  “Not so fast...” Samantha giggled, the girl's tongue sliding across the boy's shaft, Evan letting out sharp gasp as the sensation shot through him, the girl hungrily licking him.

  Zooming the camera in for a close up, Lydia moved closer, chuckling softly to herself. “Alright kids, time to wrap this up,” she teased, Samantha giggling as she stood back up, slowly licking her lips clean.

  Taking a deep breath, Evan nodded slowly, the boy wincing a bit as he pulled the head of his shaft free, a wet, pop sound accompanying the remainder of the mix of the boys' semen. “That was crazy,” Evan breathed, taking a few steps back as he took a moment to catch his breath.”

  “So, ah, what do we do now?” Zack inquired with a hint of concern.

  “Oh, clean her up a little, get her redressed and bring her over to the nurse's office,” Lydia replied with a shrug, the girl switching her phone to photo-mode as she stepped around and crouched down to get a good view of Cra's oozing folds.

  “What'd we tell the adults, though?” Samantha inquired with a thoughtful frown, the girl looking down at Cra, suddenly feeling uncertain about what they'd all just done.

  Lydia sighed and snapped a picture. “We tell them the truth,” the girl chuckled with a shrug, opening one of her social media apps, “someone spiked the punch, and poor little Cra drank too much. She'll be fine in a few hours, so I wouldn't worry.”

  Gncing at one another, the children nodded slowly. It wasn't the whole truth, but it was certainly enough to form a reasonable excuse. “Plus which,” Lydia added, uploading the picture with the hashtag “#ProtectionWithoutProtection” before smirking in amusement, “we have Jeff on our side. Although, that does remind me, I have a promise to keep.”

  Samantha smirked as she picked up Cra's dress. “You're going to do horrible things to my neighbour, aren't you?” she inquired, Lydia favouring her with a sly smirk.

  “Never let it be said that I don't fulfil my promises,” the goth-girl replied, running her finger slowly up between Cra's folds, taking a moment to examine the mix of cum before licking it off, “Hm. Interesting...”

  “Uh, what?” Evan inquired, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious, Lydia giving the boy a dismissive wave, “Oh, nothing. It's just interesting sometimes how much you can tell about a man by the taste of his seed. Anyway, let's get her ready and get out of here. I have an appointment to keep...”

  *****

  Lydia smiled smugly to herself, the girl smoothing out her dress as she watched Zack and Evan basically carry Cra out of the gym. People stopped and stared as they watched the three, Cra's arms held across the boy's shoulders as they carefully guided her unconscious form towards the exit.

  “Is she going to be okay?” Jeff inquired over the murmur of the crowd, the music having been temporarily stopped as every made room and stared with a mix of curiosity and concern.

  “Oh, she'll be fine once she sleeps it off,” Lydia replied with a shrug, gncing at Samantha as the girl hurried over to hold the double doors open for the boys, “Probably won't remember most of what happened either given how much she drank.”

  Jeff sighed, shaking his head sympathetically before tensing and turning his back to the scene as the teacher gnced in his direction. “Uh, I hope that wasn't part of your pn, though,” he said uncertainly, giving the girl a concerned look, Lydia rolling her eyes at the question.

  “The best made pns and all that,” she muttered in reply with a shrug, “But, on the bright side, it does mean that everyone's pretty much distracted right now.”

  Giving the slender dark-haired girl a curious look, Jeff jumped a little as the gymnasium lights dimmed once more and the DJ put on a slow song to distract the students. “Oh? What were you thinking?” he inquired curiously, the girl smirking up at him.

  “Well, you've done a good job this evening,” Lydia expined, leaning to one side to make sure the teacher was distracted, “So I think it's time that I fulfilled my end of the bargain.”

  His eyes going wide, Jeff took a deep breath. “You were serious about that, weren't you?” he inquired, his tone becoming a bit nervous.

  Lydia gave a slow shrug, the girl smirking back up at him. “Oh, I like to keep my promises,” she replied, stepping a little closer and pressing her hand to the man's chest, pleased to find how firm it felt beneath his shirt, “Besides, you're a good looking man Jeff. Why wouldn't I want you to fuck me?”

  Jeff inhaled sharply, his body tensing, desperately hoping no one had heard her say that. “Little girls really shouldn't be talking like that,” he stammered, gncing over to make sure the other children were sufficiently too distracted to notice what was happening.

  “Is that so?” Lydia inquired rhetorically, chuckling softly as she ran her index finger slowly down the man's chest, “And just why would that be?”

  “Err, it's um, not proper...” Jeff managed with a nervous ugh, finding it hard to look the girl in the eye.

  “So?” the girl chuckled slyly, suddenly pressing herself against the man, “Do I look like the daughter of some puritan or something? I mean, my mum may be from this small little town, but I'm a bit city girl. I can say all sorts of dirty things... Would you like that Jeff?”

  Swallowing hard, Jeff took a step back, nervously gncing about again, holding up his hand to keep the girl at bay. “Ah, this really isn't a good time for that sort of thing,” he stammered, Lydia chuckling softly as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his.

  “Then why don't we go somewhere more private then?” the girl inquired, stepping backwards towards the equipment room, gently but firmly pulling at his hand, “It'd be wrong not to repay you for your help, after all.”

  “Uh, yeah, I guess,” the man chuckled, trying to keep his voice down, his hand shaking as the girl pushed the door open once again, leading Jeff into the small, dark room.

  “If these walls could talk,” Lydia chuckled softly as the door clicked closed behind the two, the girl taking out her phone to provide some light before setting carefully down on the shelf once again.

  Gncing about the room, Jeff raised an eyebrow at the half-full cups and the faint scent of sweat in the room. “You've been busy tonight, haven't you?” he chuckled nervously, Lydia turning to him with a knowing smirk.

  “Don't over-think it,” the girl purred teasingly, reaching behind herself to pull down the zipper of dress before letting it slide slowly off of her shoulders, “There we go. As promised. I'm all yours. At least for a little while.”

  Jeff's eyes went wide, the man momentarily forgetting to breathe as the dark fabric fell away from the pale, slender girl before him. His body trembling, Jeff could only stare, his eyes trying to go everywhere at once, his trousers feeling distinctly tight around his manhood.

  “Lydia, I...” he managed as the goth-girl stepped confidently forward and smiled up at him, holding the man's gaze with a look of bemused satisfaction.

  “Shh, no one will ever know,” she whispered, deciding it best not to mention that her phone was quietly recording everything.

  Jeff nodded, his shaking hands moving up to cup the little girl's face, her pale skin remarkably soft. “This is crazy...” he murmured, slowly shaking his head as his hands almost moved of their own volition, sliding lower, caressing the child's neck before reaching her chest, “Barking mad crazy...”

  “It's what you want though, isn't it?” Lydia giggled softly, taking a slow deep breath as she felt Jeff's fingers brush against her nipples, his hands feeling strong despite the way they shook.

  Nodding slowly, Jeff's eyes watched his hands as they slid across the girl's body. How could she be so fwlessly perfect? He half-pondered, his fingers brushing against the pentacle she wore before gncing up to meet Lydia's gaze.

  “How old are you?” the girl inquired teasingly, her hands moving to grasp his shoulders, pleased by the way her hands weren't big enough to encompass them.

  “I ah... I'm twenty-eight,” Jeff replied hesitantly, uncertain what she was getting at, his hands sliding down to hold the girl's narrow hips.

  Lydia smirked, giggling softly, the girl standing a little taller, Jeff leaning obligingly closer. “You know that I'm only twelve, right?” she whispered, brushing her darkly painted lips against his.

  “You... you're making it really hard to care about that,” the man confessed, his breath quickening as his hands slid around to take a firm hold of Lydia's small bottom, nearly covering it entirely with his fingers.

  “You like that about me, don't you?” she inquired, mischief gleaming in her pale green eyes, the girl kissing him gently, “That I'm so young and so willing. Only a few years older than your own daughter.”

  “Don't say things like that,” Jeff breathed, shaking his head slowly and letting out a startled groan as the child pressed her naked form against him.

  “You wish I was even younger, don't you?” the girl teased, Jeff's shaking hands squeezing her bottom harder as she pushed back against them.

  Lydia please...” he begged softly, the bulge in his trousers throbbing against its confines.

  “Please what?” the girl inquired teasingly, taking a step back, her hands sliding across Jeff's chest before starting to unbutton the man's shirt, her eyes never leaving his.

  “You can't say things like that,” Jeff replied, trying to look away but finding himself trapped by the dark-haired girl's magnetic gaze.

  “Am I lying?” Lydia inquired, her fingers working quickly, reaching the bottom of the row before the man even noticed.

  Jeff shook his head a little. “This is so wrong, and so embarrassing...” he managed, the girl letting out a soft snort of ughter, her hands slipping inside his shirt, caressing his skin.

  “Should I stop?” Lydia asked teasingly, her thumbs making slow circles against his nipples, the man taking a deep breath as his body shuddered.

  “Just, just don't say things like that,” Jeff stammered quickly, his fingers caressing and squeezing her round little bottom.

  Lydia smirked, the girl's hands sliding down across his stomach, finding the man's belt. “Oh? Is there something else you want me to do with my mouth?” she inquired teasingly, her fingers working to undo the buckle.

  Jeff swallowed hard, not trusting himself to say anything, his hands sliding up the child's back and resting on her shoulders as Lydia pulled down his zipper, unfastening his trousers before pulling them down, boxers and all.

  “Woah...” was all the man could manage as Lydia dropped to her knees, his hard shaft spping her gently on the cheek the moment it sprang free of its confines.

  “You never answered my question,” the little girl commented, looking up at him mischievously as Lydia pressed her tongue against his balls, gently caressing them and smiling at the barely suppressed moan he let out.

  “Q-question?” Jeff managed, Lydia giggling as she ran her hands up his firm thighs, her tongue teasing the base of his shaft.

  “Do you want me to put something in my mouth to keep me from talking?” the child inquired, her eyes heavy-lidded as the man's fingers slipped through her long, silky hair, “Or should I keep saying dirty things to you?”

  Exhaling slowly, Jeff's body shuddered, the man breathing softly through his mouth. “Y-yeah, that'd be great,” he replied, Lydia letting out a short, soft ugh.

  “Then say it,” she purred, running her tongue across the man's heavy balls again, a soft moan escaping the little girl's mouth.

  Jeff closed his eyes, the man straining a little as he tried to form the words. This was so wrong. But she was right. It was what he wanted. “Suck it. Please, suck it,” Jeff managed, Lydia letting out a long, purring moan that made his balls ache and his shaft twitch.

  Rubbing her lips against his shaft, Lydia let out a low moan that reverberated through it, Jeff letting out a soft gasp as his fingers curled through her hair. “Suck what?” the girl inquired slyly, dragging her tongue up along his shaft, before before smiling up at him.

  Swallowing hard, Jeff needed a moment to find his words as Lydia rubbed her cheek against the side of his throbbing shaft. “Please. Suck my cock,” the man breathed, the words stumbling desperately out of his mouth, the girl grinning mischievously up at him.

  “That's better,” Lydia chuckled, her small hand taking hold of his shaft, the man's eyes going wide at the sight of it as she slowly stroked it, “Now, if you're a good boy, I'll let you do more than just this.”

  Jeff let out a nervous ugh as Lydia angled him down a little before wrapping her lips around the head of his shaft. Feeling the child's tongue probing beneath his foreskin, Jeff's body shuddered hard, the man letting out a loud grunt as she sucked hard against him.

  Shaking his head slowly, Jeff panted hard, unable to believe how good it felt as Lydia's other hand cupped his balls, gently fondling them as she sucked more of his shaft into her young little mouth.

  Holding his gaze, the dark-haired girl squeezed harder, her fingers stroking him quickly as her tongue ran in circles around the head of his shaft. Feeling Jeff's balls tighten, his shaft tensing, Lydia brought the man close to his limit before pulling her lips away, the girl panting softly.

  “Your wife doesn't do this very often, does she?” Lydia inquired teasingly, releasing his manhood entirely, smiling up at Jeff as she nudged his shaft with her nose, letting it rest teasingly across her face.

  It took Jeff a moment to calm down, his heart hammering away inside his chest, the man's fingers involuntarily tugging hard at the child's hair, seemingly without bothering her much.

  “N, no...” the man managed, taking several deep breaths, trying desperately not to cum from just looking at her, “She, ah... she's pretty vanil, honestly.”

  “Oh, that's a shame,” Lydia giggled, the girl slowly standing up again, her hands finding his, her lips brushing against Jeff's chin before teasingly giving the man's lips a soft kiss, “Maybe you should go across the street more often. I'm sure Samantha wouldn't mind. Maybe even Lily could help you out. Both at the same time if you're lucky.”

  Jeff gritted his teeth, sucking in a sharp breath. “D-Don't...” he groaned, Lydia letting out a soft sigh and shaking her head slowly.

  “You're way too easy,” Lydia chuckled, giving his hands a squeeze before starting to step backwards, “Now then, what do you say we calm you down a little. I'm sure there's something else you've been wanting to do, after all.”

  Jeff gave the girl a puzzled look, but she simply smirked, backing up against the stack of mats before moving her hands to his shoulders. “Help me up,” Lydia said softly, Jeff nodding and taking hold of the girl's hips before lifting her easily onto the top of the stack.

  These have seen a lot of action tonight, Lydia mused inwardly, the girl shuffling back a little before bringing her knees up and lying back, hands behind her head. “Does this give you any ideas?” Lydia inquired teasingly, making the man let out a nervous ugh.

  “Several,” Jeff admitted, his hands finding Lydia's knees before slowly sliding them down her slender thighs.

  “Then don't let me stop you,” the girl chuckled softly, arching her back a little, her nipples standing out hard against her ft chest, “This is your reward, after all.”

  Jeff nodded with a nervous smile, the man leaning down to pnt a soft kiss on Lydia's ft tummy before moving higher and running the tip of his tongue around one of her nipples.

  “That's it,” the girl whispered, a soft moan escaping her lips as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, “You can do whatever you want. Don't hold back.”

  The man moaned softly, one his hands sliding lower, his fingers brushing across Lydia's skin just over her clit before pressing the palm of his hand against the warmth of her folds. Her body giving a deep quiver, Lydia let out another long, happy moan, Jeff's lips sucking at her nipple as his finger brushed teasingly across her hard clit.

  “Was your wife my age when you first did this?” she inquired teasingly, reaching down to run her fingers through the man's hair.

  Jeff winced a little at the reminder that he was married but did his best not to make a big deal about it. “We were both fourteen the first time,” he murmured, brushing his lips across the girl's soft skin to her other nipple.

  “But you wished it could've been sooner, yes?” Lydia inquired knowingly, giggling at the way his body tensed for a moment.

  “Naughty girl,” Jeff chuckled softly, giving her nipple a gentle nibble as his fingers rubbed slowly up and down across her already moist folds.

  “I can tell by the way you look at the girls, you know,” Lydia purred, Jeff trying to distract her by moving down again, kissing a random pattern down over her tummy, “That vaguely sad look of longing in your eyes, wishing more of them were like me or Samantha.”

  “Please stop...” Jeff panted, his cheeks burning, his heart feeling heavy with guilt, but he couldn't stop himself. Not now.

  “Why?” the little twelve-year-old inquired with a teasing giggle, grinning as she felt Jeff's lips kiss her just above her clit, his hands sliding up her slender form to find her nipples, “It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's not like you're forcing yourself on anyone, right?”

  “I guess not...” Jeff replied thoughtfully, staring for a moment at Lydia's tight, moist folds, his mouth starting to water.

  “Then show me what you want to do whenever you watch one of the little shows Samantha does,” Lydia chuckled, pushing his head down, his lips pressing against her skin for a moment before the man gave in and started slowly licking her, “Ah, that's it... You like the taste of my twelve-year-old pussy, don't you?”

  Jeff winced a little, the mix of guilt and arousal making it hard to think, but he kept going, eagerly caressing the girl's hairless folds. She was so wet, so eager, and she tasted so good that it quickly pushed the guilt from the man's mind.

  Pushing his tongue inside of her, Jeff covered the girl's opening with his mouth, gently sucking against her folds as Lydia's fingers curled through his hair. The child's slender thighs pressing against the sides of his head, a hungry moan escaped Jeff's mouth as heard the soft, whimpering panting that escaped the little girl's lips.

  Pulling back a little, Jeff dragged his tongue higher, collecting the girl's moisture upon it before rubbing it against her clit, his fingers squeezing Lydia's nipples as the child squirmed beneath him. This was definitely something he wanted. Something he'd been craving. But it was so dangerous. It wasn't like Jeff could just knock on Samantha's door and just ask for sex after all. Not that it wasn't tempting.

  “That's it, right there...” Lydia moaned happily, one of her hands moving to cover one of his, pressing Jeff's fingers closer together, squeezing her nipple harder, “Make me cum for you... Then fuck me like you want to fuck her...”

  Jeff groaned, his shaft throbbing as it rested against the edge of the mats, suddenly wanting nothing more than to shove it into the small pale child as hard as he could. Resisting the urge, though, Jeff kept licking, caressing Lydia's folds with his tongue again before wrapping his lips about her clit and suckling hard, the tip of his tongue rubbing firmly against it.

  Closing her eyes tightly, Lydia arched her back, her body shaking as she grinned with gritted teeth. She could almost feel the man's enthusiasm. His desperation. His hunger. Jeff certainly wouldn't hold back much when the time came, Lydia knew, and that was, after all, exactly what Lydia wanted.

  Her head leaning back, Lydia let out a long, desperate moan, her legs wrapping about the man, pulling him closer as Jeff licked and sucked, his teeth nibbling now and then at her clit. The waves of pleasure the man sent through her only wetting the girl's appetite for more. Panting heavily, Lydia let the sensation cim her, the child's body shaking hard, a joyful cry escaping her lips before she fell back onto the stack of mats, desperately trying to catch her breath.

  Smiling as Jeff kept licking her, the man let out a soft, happy moan at the way her wetness smeared itself across his face. Lydia somehow tasted even better after she'd came, and Jeff found himself uncertain if he could ever stop licking her beautiful folds.

  “Okay, okay...” Lydia panted with a chuckle, tapping the top of the man's head, “I think we've held off long enough. Besides, I really need something a little more... substantial right now.”

  Jeff let out a nervous chuckle, the man lifting his head as Lydia sat up, the girl slipping her arms around him and shuffling closer. Without a word, Lydia pressed her lips this Jeff's, moaning softly as she felt his eager tongue push into her mouth.

  Feeling the heat of Jeff's shaft against her skin, Lydia giggled as their tongues entwined. The man's hands on her back, his fingers caressing her, exploring her body, Lydia wrapped her legs around Jeff's hips and kissed him harder. The girl could feel the heat of his shaft throbbing against her skin, her body aching to feel him inside of her.

  Breaking their kiss, Lydia panted softly, grinning back at him. Nodding slowly, the girl chuckled as Jeff held her gaze, his hand reaching down to adjust the angle of his shaft. Her body quivering, Lydia let out a happy moan, the girl nibbling her bottom lip as the head of Jeff's adult shaft touched her folds.

  “Come on, you know you want to,” the girl teased, letting out a giggling moan as Jeff's lips pressed against her own once more and the man moved forward, his shaft pushing inside of the girl, spreading her young folds wide around his thick, adult shaft.

  Inhaling sharply at the sensation, Jeff's hands moved to grasp Lydia's hips as the girl leaned back again, allowing him to more easily push deeper. Her hands covering his, the dark-haired girl nodded. Gritting his teeth and groaning as he moved his hips, Jeff's body shuddered at the sensation, Lydia's tight, wet inner walls squeezing him hungrily.

  “Just a little more,” Lydia panted teasingly, the girl grinning up at him, “Don't you want to fully cim this little twelve-year-old pussy?”

  Tossing his head back, Jeff groaned again, the man pulling her closer as he pushed his hips forward, the feeling of filling the little girl completely sending a wave of pleasure through him. “So good...” the man groaned in-spite of himself, Lydia smirking smugly up at him.

  Giving him a moment to adjust, Lydia slipped her hands under Jeff's, linking her fingers with his. “Come on, show me what you've got,” the girl said encouragingly, pulling him closer with a grin.

  Swallowing hard, Jeff nodded, the man breathing heavily through his mouth as he started moving his hips, his eyes darting down to watch the way the young girl's folds clung wetly to his shaft.

  “Do, do you do this often?” the man panted, gncing up to meet Lydia's smug gaze, the girl panting softly, her inner walls squeezing his shaft now and then.

  “Whenever I want to,” Lydia replied with a chuckle as Jeff fell into a pleasant rhythm, the man moving slowly, sliding in and out of her, savouring the sensation for the moment.

  “I could do this every day,” Jeff added mirthfully, Lydia's fingers squeezing tighter as he pulled back further before pushing himself fully into her once more.

  “You could just fuck your neighbour,” Lydia chuckled, her body giving a shudder the man's probing shaft pushed a bit deeper, sending a wave of pleasure through her.

  Jeff shook his head slowly. “Easier said than done,” he replied a little sadly, “she's a child and I have a wife and a daughter to think about.”

  Lydia smirked, moving her hips in time with his, her breath quickening. “Do you think about your daughter a lot?” she inquired, Jeff's eyes going wide, the man stammering for a second before finding his words.

  “What? Like this? Like now?!” Jeff blurted, the girl ughing as she squirmed a beneath the man, rubbing Jeff's shaft in a way that made the man grit his teeth and let out a desperate groan.

  “Why not?” Lydia panted, pulling him closer, Jeff's hips moving faster now, “I've seen her little ass. It's definitely fuckable, don't you think?”

  “Lydia, stop...” Jeff said, trying his best to sound like a proper adult, but the girl's inner muscles squeezed his shaft tighter, making it impossible to concentrate.

  “Well, you did fuck Samantha's little ass that one time,” the girl chuckled, her ankles crossing behind him, pulling the man closer, encouraging Jeff to pick up speed, “and she was what? Eleven at the time?”

  Jeff tensed, torn between embarrassment, anger and desire. “Lydia, you can't say things... like that!”

  The dark-haired girl grinned up at him challengingly. “Then stop me,” Lydia giggled, Jeff pausing for a second, their eyes meeting, his desire for her suddenly spiking.

  Without a word, the man pulled himself out, yanking his hands free in the process. Grabbing Lydia's slender hips, Jeff easily flipped the girl over, Lydia ughing as he spread the child's legs wide and shoved himself back inside of her. Feeling one hand grab her bottom as the other took a handful of her long dark hair, Lydia let out a long, happy groan.

  “Is- is this what you want?!” Jeff grunted, the man's hips moving faster now, hammering into Lydia as hard as he could, the girl grinning happily, her hands gripping the edges of the top mat firmly.

  “Is that the best you've got?” Lydia shot back with a ugh, Jeff's fingers tightening their grip on her bottom, his shaft vanished entirely inside of her with every hard thrust, “Come on, Jeff. Fuck me like you want to fuck your daughter!”

  “Shut up!” Jeff shot back, the hand on her bottom lifting high and giving Lydia a hard sp that made the girl moan hungrily.

  “That's it!” she panted, wriggling her bottom, looking over her shoulder at him through thick strands of bck hair, “Give it to me, you perv! I know you've always wanted to fuck a little girl. I can spot men like you from across town!”

  Gritting his teeth, Jeff's heart raced, the mix of emotions becoming almost too much to bear, but his lust seeming to override almost everything. “Shut up!” he hissed, giving Lydia's hair a sharp yank, the girl ughing as the man pounded into her harder and harder.

  “Or what?” Lydia shot back with a grin, the girl's eyes crossing as Jeff's thrusts became shallow, his shaft shaking, the head swelling the closer he got to cumming inside of her.

  Jeff could only let out a long groan as he tossed his head back, the man gritting his teeth as he let go of Lydia's hair and grabbed her hips hard. Pushing and pulling against the child as he trusted with wild abandon, the man found in impossible to care that he was likely leaving her with a few bruises.

  “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lydia ughed, tossing her head back as each hard thrust sent bursts of pleasure through her, the girl's body shaking, her skin tingling. The hard adult shaft deep inside of her bringing Lydia to the brink, “Do it, Jeff! Do it!”

  Groaning loudly, the man forgot about the room full of children in the gymnasium, the loud music from outside likely drowning out most of the noise anyway. Smming into the girl several more times, the pressure finally released and Jeff's seed exploded out inside of Lydia, it's heat quickly spreading through her slender form.

  “Yes!” Lydia gasped, groaning as the wave of sensation overtook her shaking form, Jeff continuing to thrust hard, several thick spurts shooting up inside of her, filling the girl with the euphoria she craved.

  His hands moving to her shoulders, Jeff leaned in close, both of them panting heavily as he brushed the girl's hair from her neck, kissing it several times, his thrusts slowing, his sperm starting to ooze out from around his shaft.

  “You... you're a very bad girl,” the man managed, resting his elbows on the mat as he pressed his bare chest against the child's back.

  Lydia giggled softy, the girl smiling to herself. “No,” she whispered, her body feeling light and tingly, the goo covered shaft inside of her still feeling wonderfully hard, “I'm Trouble...”

  “Cute,” Jeff ughed softly, groaning as he tried to make sense of everything, his mind suddenly feeling a lot clearer. Even if it did mean he was more aware of the possible consequences of what he'd done.

  “Don't worry,” Lydia whispered, turning her head to kiss Jeff's cheek, “I can keep a secret. And it's not like you're going to get me pregnant. At least not today.”

  Jeff chuckled nervously, nodding slowly. “S, sorry for getting a bit rough there,” he replied, part of the man still hoping his wife never found out.

  Lydia shrugged. “It's fine, I like it that way sometimes. You'll find me very accommodating,” she chuckled, pushing herself up a bit to signal that Jeff should move, “Besides, I had a lot of pent up frustration to work out, so I think things went pretty well for me.”

  “You're crazy,” the man ughed, groaning as he slowly pulled himself out of the girl, causing a rather sticky mess to ooze down the sides of the mats.

  “Hey, whatever helps you sleep at night,” Lydia chuckled teasingly, the girl rolling herself over before stretching out all of her limbs, smiling happily and letting out a deep groan, “Anyway, you should get back out there. I'll need a minute to get dressed and such.”

  Jeff nodded, finding it hard to pull his eyes away from the naked twelve-year-old sprawled out across the mats, his cum still oozing out from her folds in the shadowy light cast by her cellphone.

  “Okay, see you out there,” he managed, finding his voice a bit raspy from the shouting. Finding his trousers, Jeff wasted little time in redressing, soon leaving Lydia alone in the dimly lit equipment room.

  Smiling to herself, Lydia gnced over at her phone. “He's not too bad, but I'm not sure how he'd fair as a possible donor,” the girl told the device as it quietly recorded her musings, her hand reaching down to scoop up some of Jeff's seed, taking a moment to look at it in the light before tasting it, “Still, his semen isn't too bad. Decently thick, with good energy to it...”

  Lydia pushed her fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean as she thought for a moment. “Hm. Again, maybe not a top tier donor, but someone to have fun with from time to time.”

  Sighing softly to herself, the girl slipped off the stack of mats and checked her phone. Satisfied that it had recorded everything successfully, Lydia ended the recording and proceeded to get dressed...

  *****

  As things wrapped up, Jeff and the dy teacher did their best to dissuade the children from specuting about what had happened to Cra, assuring them that she was just exhausted. Nothing to worry about. Although, in the following days, an unsuccessful investigating was unched to find out who had spiked the drinks that evening.

  At st filing out of the building at the end of the night, Jeff took a deep breath of the cool February air and sighed heavily, the three children piling into the back of his car once more. It had certainly been an eventful evening, that was for sure.

  Gncing over, he caught a glimpse of Lydia getting into an older model car with a man he couldn't quite see. Her father? He wondered, but simply shrugged, trying not to think too much about Lydia's parents finding out what they'd done. Not that he regretted it, but legal problems would likely be the least of his worries if they found out.

  Getting into his car, Jeff smiled as he found the children too exhausted to make much of a fuss. They did look rather happy as well, and the man couldn't bme them. Whatever Lydia had done with them was likely as much fun as he'd had with her. Chuckling softly to himself, Jeff put the car in drive and drove them home...