Hookups

chapter 1

The school bell rings to go to 5th period, but i couldn't care less. The teachers are uses to me coming into class late because i use a bullshit excuse every time and they believe it. Little do they know, i am always hooking up with guys in the bathrooms and closets.

I guess you could call me the school slut. This is never how I pictured myself for senior year but here I am. I wasn't always a whore. I was driven to this lifestyle.

Before my senior year, i had never even kissed a boy. I was caught up in my academics and never had many friends. I was a nerd and the kid that people picked on constantly. I was labeled as a "goody-goody" and i absolutely hated it.

The summer before senior year, I changed myself. I didn't want to be picked on anymore just because I had never done anything with a guy so i changed my appearance and the way i did things. I wanted to be that girl that the guys went to when they needed help with themselves, if you know what I mean.

I took to the internet and looked up how to do everything to a boy. I looked up everything from hand-jobs to sex. I found a guy from my school and he ket me practice everything I learned on him until my blow-jobs were mind blowing.

So here I am, in the janitors closet with the boy I practiced everything on. His name was Justin. Whenever we needed pleasure we would go to each other if we were available. I have many different guys that I blow in the closets but I like Justin the best.

"Emma, babe, you know what I want." Justin says with a smirk plastered right across his face.

I don't speak as i begin to unbuckle his belt and slide his jeans down. Im on my knees as I palm him through his underwear earning a satisfied moan from him.

I slide his boxers off and lick his tip. My tongue circles around it making him moan again as he leans his head back.

"Em don't be a tease.." he says and he holds my hair to the side for me.

I wrap my lips around his tip and start bobbing up and down his length. I use my hands to pump the rest of him that I cant fit in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his dick as i move up and down it. Justin lets out a few cuss words and moans and I continue.

I look up at him and finish him off in a hand-job. I take his dick in my mouth at the last second and swallow his cum.

"Damn baby." he helps me up to my feet and wraps his arms around my wist.

"Im glad you liked it" I say biting my lip.

He detaches himself from me and gets dressed again.

"Emma its your turn" Justin nears me and slides his hands down to unbutton my pants. I stay silent and kiss him leading it into a make out session. Our lips move in sync and our tongues know the way around each others mouth. I pull away for a breath and Justin continues taking off my pants.

Someone knocks at the door and I quickly pull up my pants. A janitor opens the door and I cover my face and quickly walk away. I go to my lockers and grab the stuff for my next class, Health.

I walk into class 30 minutes late which doesn't surprise Mr. Wilson. He just waves me off telling me to sit down meaning he doesn't want to hear my excuse and quite frankly, i couldn't come up with one this time.

Class goes by painfully slowly. I hear Mr. Wilson talking but I'm not paying him the least bit of attention. I find any object in this class more interesting that the material we are supposed to learn in this class. I gently tap my pencils on the desk repeatedly, anything to pass the time.

The bell rings and I fling out of my seat ready to get out of this class. I just want to go home.

"Emma!" Mr. Wilson yells my name from his desk. "I need to have a talk with you".

Oh great...