SC: EP. 2 - Aftermath
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Chapter 3
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Following the events from Snowed In, Linda and the students return to school to figure out what is next. As the days go on, each finds they may have changed somewhat from their experience. Should they not use the gas again, or was that just the beginning of their fun?
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Drunk/Drugged Fiction Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
The final bell rang to signal the end of the day, and Warren headed back to Ms. Linda’s science lab. It had been a more exhausting day than normal, having been shoved against several more lockers any time he passed by Chuck or his little crew. He knew Andrea wouldn’t always be around to threaten them with whatever it was she knew, but he’d hoped his torment would have bought him a reprieve for at least a day or two. Sadly, this wasn’t the case.
He needed to talk to Andrea at some point to find out exactly what she had on him. Maybe it would be something she’d share to give him a bit of protection in the future. At the same time, Warren felt a strange confidence inside that made him want to stand up to Chuck on his own. It was a strange feeling to be self-assured against someone who’d bullied him for years now. Warren wondered if it was just the right amount of self-delusion that would get him sent to the hospital if he actually tried to resist.
When he entered the lab, Ms. Linda was the only one there and was packing up her bag for the end of the day. Looking at her, his mind wandered back to Friday night when she was completely naked, and all four guys had a piece of her. He wasn’t surprised at how good she looked naked as it was clear she had always been a knockout. It was the ease of her depravity that had shocked him. Granted, they were all drugged out of their mind on The Heat or whatever, but it didn’t faze her at all. It was a strange memory, like a dream in a fog, but they all knew it was real, which was why he was there tonight.
“What are you thinking about, Warren?” Ms. Linda asked.
“Oh, thinking about how Brittany expects us to improve this stuff,” Warren quickly looked around, double checking they were alone. “We don’t even know where to start, Linda.”
“I know, but if anyone can figure this out, it’s the two of you. You’re both exceptional students, and if you two can actually work together, I think you’ll crack it,” Linda said, as she put on her coat.
She also couldn’t get the image of Warren or any of the other students from the Science Club out of her mind. As she stood there, looking at him, all she could see was his naked body and hard young cock and her selfish desire to have it buried in her again. She hadn’t been this horny since college and that was a time she’d love to forget.
“Thanks, Ms ... I mean Linda. But what happens if we don’t?”
“Well...” she paused to think about it, “I think we’ll use what we had the last time. I think there would be a rebellion if we didn’t do something after the fair. I couldn’t say it in front of everyone else but, I’m excited to try it again.”
“REALLY?!” Warren was shocked at her admission. Sure, she’d admitted to using it on all the guys the night of, but they were all still under some of the effects of the drug and not thinking clearly. Now though, he was surprised to hear those words coming from her, especially to him in confidence.
“Don’t look so shocked. I might be a teacher, but I’m still a woman with needs. Needs I think I’ve neglected for a bit too long. I know it’s wrong, but it was the most fun I’ve had in years,” Linda said with a smile to her star student.
“I knew it!” Brittany’s voice came from the open door where she stood next to Karla.
“Told you she’s just like us, although I think I’d talk with the door closed,” Karla laughed, as she closed the door behind her.
“Alright alright, fine. You caught me. I enjoy sex like almost everyone else. I just think if this stuff gets into the wrong hands...” Linda said, as she looked at the two girls.
“I know, I don’t like the idea of having to fuck some loser against my will ... Oh, sorry, Warren,” Karla said, more out of reflex than malicious intent.
“Karla, you don’t need the gas to...” Warren started, but Brittany interrupted.
“Warren was the best sex I’ve ever had! You should try him on Saturday.”
Everyone turned to look at the blonde, her directness shocked even her best friend, let alone Warren and her teacher. The room was silent as no one quite knew what to say to that. Brittany just smiled and walked towards a table to drop off her stuff. A stunned Karla just turned towards the door.
“Well ... uh, you two have fun then,” Karla said as she opened the door.
“Not too much, the custodial staff are still around tonight. I trust both of you will keep it professional. See you tomorrow,” Linda said, as she followed Karla out the door.
“Try to avoid the salad bar!” Warren shouted with a renewed smile. A pair of middle fingers appeared briefly in the doorway.
Brittany looked at Warren, “Well, it’s just you and me now.”
Warren gulped, yes it is. Again.
“How do you even want to start this?” Warren asked as he regained his senses from the previous wild exchange with Brittany and Karla.
“What do you think?” the pretty blonde asked.
Warren’s mind snapped into school mode, interrupting his musing on Brittany’s statement about how good he was when they had sex. “First, I think we need to break down our formulas. We need to determine how and why it is reacting so intensely.”
“Why does that matter? The chemical structure and how it affects our minds and bodies should be the priority,” Brittany replied, as she pulled out the vials of formulas she’d kept from Friday.
“Why don’t we pull out a microscope and look at the composition of each solution separately and then the combined one after.”
“Not a bad idea, but won’t we be affected when we uncork the combined solution?” Brittany asked as she retrieved a microscope from a cupboard.
“I don’t think so. The substance in its liquid form seems stable, we didn’t have any problems cleaning up until Linda mixed our two separate solutions together. The weird pink gas seems to be the catalyst for ... behavioral changes,” said Warren, choosing his words carefully.
“Interesting. Could be inhalation is a direct path to the brain, clogging receptors, and altering our cognitive and behavioral functions.” Brittany looked through the microscope and dialed in the magnification to examine the first sample. She didn’t look at him when she said, “I meant it, you know. What I said.”
Warren was confused, he wasn’t sure if she was talking about what she was finding or something else. “I don’t understand,” was all he could reply.
“When I told Karla you were the best I’ve had, I meant it.” Her eyes never left the microscope as she spoke.
“Wha- why would you say that? Do you really want me to hook up with Karla?”
“I don’t know, I just thought you should know. Karla’s my best friend and I’d like you two to get along, if we’re all going to be a part of this thing, you know?” Brittany changed slides to the one with Warren’s original solution.
“So, you do want me to hook up with her. I’m not sure if I’m in some version of heaven or hell.”
“I don’t know what to tell you. If you think having sex with pretty girls is hell, I think all hope is lost for you,” Brittany giggled. “Karla’s the hottest girl in school and part of this club thing we’ve BS’d our way into. If we can get this Heat thing right, we’ll be in another frenzy this weekend. We’ll all be out of control and all over each other. At some point, we’re all going to hook up with everyone there. Count yourself lucky when you get her.”
“I already was lucky. I got to have you for my first time. We may not have always gotten along, Brittany, since we apparently were always trying to one-up each other. I think we are similar. We were driven, which made it hard to get to know each other beyond the adversarial ... until now. Plus, you know, you’re hot and I’m, well, not.”
Brittany turned her head to finally look at Warren for the first time since the conversation started. “Really, I was your first time? That’s so sweet.”
Warren’s face flushed red with embarrassment, “You were. Not a lot of girls want a loser nerd like me. The only way I could get with a girl like you was through some chemical coercion. At least I didn’t make an ass of myself and blow immediately.”
“You should believe in yourself more, Warren. You’re a brilliant student and a nice guy once you drop your defenses. I’ll bet you anything you could satisfy me without this shit.”
That got Warren’s attention as he looked over the cute and sexy blonde girl at the microscope. As he remembered her bent over the table as he took her from behind, he couldn’t help but react. “What if I took you up on that bet?”
“Ok. If you win, I’ll do anything you want on Saturday after the fair,” Brittany offered, as she got excited at the thought of having sex again. This was unusual in itself, as Brittany never fully enjoyed sex with Chuck. It was more of an obligation or duty that she had to do, being a good girlfriend and all. She just never craved sex until the incident at the science fair.
“But with the gas, we aren’t in control, and we do whatever we want already. There’s no way to control those variables,” Warren argued, still approaching things scientifically.
“Ok, how about this. If you win, I’ll find a place for the two of us to go and you pick one other girl there to join us.”
“And if you win?” Warren asked, intrigued at those possibilities.
“If I win, we both win. You’ll hopefully gain some confidence, and I’ll get off!”
“There has to be more than that,” Warren laughed. He didn’t want a brutal punishment, but he also wanted some real stakes.
“If I win, we meet here as often as we can after school to improve this formula. On weekends, we’ll do some human trials to see its effectiveness.”
“You mean you want to do it with me some more?”
“Why do you think I suggested we try to improve it in the first place? We’re the only two that know the parts of this thing and we can reap the benefits of testing it early and often.”
This sounded like some kind of dream, but there was one concern on Warren’s mind. “Wow, I didn’t think you were this crazy. What would people say if they saw us together? Like your friends or your dick of an ex-boyfriend.”
“Honestly, I don’t really care. He dumped me, so why should I care what he thinks?”
“He does have a tendency of introducing my face to lockers, and that’s when he’s being nice.”
“Chuck did that to you?” Brittany looked at the red bruise on his face. “I can talk to him if you want, but don’t you think having sex with me repeatedly is a better punishment?”
“I guess. When and where do you propose we arrange to fulfill this bet?”
“How about now? My parents won’t be home from work for another hour.” Brittany smiled wide, Warren couldn’t help but look at her sparkling white teeth.
“What about the work?”
“We can consider this a control test, let’s go!”
The two quickly packed up and tore out of the building to the nearly empty parking lot where Brittany’s cold car waited. The two hopped in and took off down the road. The snow was still piled up high on either side of the roadway. Warren couldn’t believe this was actually happening, and neither were under the influence of anything this time, except lust. He could feel his nerves build as they turned into her driveway.
“Come on, take off your boots and follow me,” Brittany said as she unlocked the front door and ushered him inside. Warren couldn’t help but look around the house, distracted by the fact he was actually in Brittany’s home. The place looked like an old, but modernized farmhouse, with large spacious rooms and a wooden staircase heading to the second floor.
As Warren placed his boots carefully on a plastic mat, Brittany grabbed his hand and pulled him up the smooth wooden stairs. He nearly tripped at the top but managed to catch himself before he faceplanted onto the landing. If he’d actually done that, he would have run out into the snow and just let the cold take him.
Brittany pulled him around a corner and into her room where she shut the door and quickly pinned him against it. She was hot and bothered, but naturally, it wasn’t the same extreme sexual arousal that the chemical induced. She didn’t know why she was so turned on by Warren, but everything in her body told her to pounce, so she did. Her lips met his, as his hands shakily reached around her slim waist.
Without The Heat to push him forward, Warren let the feel of her lips linger on his. He had time to taste the sweetness of her lip-gloss, and the softness of her hair against his face. What wasn’t soft was his cock trapped in his jeans, painfully positioned downwards. It was rubbing against Brittany’s leg each time she pressed up against him. It hurt just a little bit more as it was bent further in the wrong direction, but he was too nervous to say anything.
“What’s wrong?” Brittany asked, as she opened her eyes and noticed his pained expression.
“It’s uh ... bent wrong,” an embarrassed Warren said, his face burning bright red.
Brittany looked down and saw the problem, she looked up and raised an eyebrow, “I think we can problem-solve our way out of this one.”
Her hand touched Warren’s leg and moved up until it touched the painful lump in his pants. He tried to back up, expecting her to shift his swollen member upwards, but that didn’t happen. Instead, her hand continued up his body to his waist. Her thin, delicate fingers worked on the button on his jeans and then the zipper. Warren was sweating as he felt his fly lower, but it was when she put her hand down into his pants to touch his naked cock, that he almost came right there.
“A little sensitive, are we?” Brittany asked as she slowly jerked his cock inside his jeans. “Let me relieve some anxiety.”
Warren’s shirt was pulled over his head then Brittany lowered herself down in front of him. As she moved down, his pants followed until they were nothing but a mass around his ankles. She lifted each of his legs one at a time to remove his socks and pull the pants away. He looked down to his now naked body. Brittany’s head was at cock height, and he watched her golden blonde head slowly envelop his cock.
“Uhhhhnnnn!” was all Warren could say as he felt her wet mouth wrap around his cock and suck. It wasn’t the same as his first time, the stars didn’t explode or anything, but it was no less amazing. There were no tricks or drugs involved. At that moment, his cock was in Brittany’s willing mouth, and she wasn’t about to stop.
Brittany looked up into Warren’s face, the ecstasy upon it was plainly visible. She didn’t know why it excited her to see how good it felt for him, but it did. She always hated giving blowjobs to Chuck. Maybe it was because he’d try to shove it down her throat or because he’d complain about her not swallowing. But here she was, on her knees in front of Warren of all people, his cock in her mouth, and didn’t mind. Their eyes met and she could see the appreciation on his face as she worked her tongue around the head of his penis. She could tell he was going to cum soon as she felt him tense up.
He struggled to hold back, worried he was ending too soon. He didn’t really know how long he was supposed to last with a girl, so he tried to focus on anything else. He focused on school and the assignments he had to do, but his mind returned to the drug, and the wild sex everyone had while being snowed in. He tried to think about sports, since he didn’t really care about them, but it didn’t help. His last line of defense was to look around the room he was in and just see what was in there.
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