Chapter 5 - Lin and Amanda

You're Lin Wayward, a cheerleader and senior at the Wet Valley High School, and you live with your mother and stepsister in a house on Shady Oaks Lane in a small suburban area.

You're also a futa, which means not only that you have a cock instead of a vagina but also that you have a very strong sex drive. Fortunately society expects everyone, including your family, to help satisfy your needs, and most are eager to do so.

You're only ten minutes into second period English, but your need for relief has become unbearable. You woke up late and didn't have time to get off this morning, and after first period art Ms. Coxbury asked you to stay behind to give you some pointers on perspective so you didn't have time to cum then either.

It doesn't help that your English teacher, Ms. Fairlight, is a stunning beauty, tall and blonde, with legs, ass, and tits to die for. She's wearing a tight, black skirt, her usual starched, white blouse, and black shoes with thick soles and ridiculously high heels that don't seem to hamper her at all.

Your need has gotten to the point where you can't satisfy yourself but need the help of someone else.

Amanda recently moved here and has only been in your class for a couple of weeks. She's a tall girl with red, curly hair and strong shoulders, good at sports but quiet and very serious. You haven't had much of a chance to interact with her and so far you haven't asked her to give you relief, but sometime's got to be the first, right?

You lean over to poke her in the back, and she turns around with a start to give you a surprised look. You gesture towards the tent your achingly hard cock is making of your skirt and mouth "Help me out?" to her. She's clearly caught by surprise, but she nods and then tilts her head towards Ms. Fairlight, giving you a questioning look. You raise your hand and wait for Ms. Fairlight to notice you - perhaps things worked differently where Amanda went to school before coming here, but here teachers expect to be notified if someone is to give relief during class.

"Miss Wayward?"

"Uh, Ms. Fairlight, I need to cum. Would it be okay if Amanda helped me?"

Ms. Fairlight nods.

"Just don't make too much noise, please."

Amanda looks surprised, perhaps expecting your teacher to send you out of the classroom, but then she pushes her chair back and moves over to you, hunkering down beside your chair. When she leans in to whisper her breath is warm against your cheek.

"What do you need?"

You turn your chair to face her and pull your skirt up to free your cock and whisper back to her.

"Could you use your hands?"

Amanda takes a firm grip on your shaft. She strokes you slowly at first, getting a feel for your reactions, then speeds up, clearly assuming - not incorrectly - that you want to get off as quickly as possible.

You bite your lower lip to keep from moaning out loud, drawing quick, impatient breaths through your nose. A couple of your classmates glance your way when Ms. Fairlight isn't watching, but the sight of you getting off in class has worn off its novelty for most of them.

Amanda clearly isn't new to providing relief, and in fact she seems to enjoy it more than most. She rubs the tip of your cock against her nipples, despite the fact that your precum stains her white blouse. She looks up at your face with a dreamy expression, and you gesture for her to take her top off.

Amanda slowly unbuttons her white school blouse, watching your face as more of her pale, lightly freckled skin is revealed. You stroke yourself and stifle a moan of excitement as her breasts come into view. They're not very big, but beautifully shaped, with pink nipples that are already stiffening.

You reach down to brush your fingers across her nipples, the ghost of a smile playing across her lips as she arches her back to give you full access to her chest.

Playing with Amanda's breasts while you stroke your hard cock is very pleasurable, but it's not enough to get you off so you gesture for her to use her mouth.

Amanda shifts her grip towards the base of your shaft and leans down over your lap. The curtain of her red curls hides her face but the feeling of her mouth enveloping the tip of your cock is unmistakable. You stifle a moan as she begins to suck you while she strokes you with her hand.

She strokes your leg with her other hand as she bobs her head up and down on your cock, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. Your need to cum is strong, but you're not quite there yet.

Between stifled gasps and moans you whisper to her that you want to titfuck her.

Amanda leans in a little closer, adjusting her position so she can push her breasts together around your cock, using her own spit as lubricant.

She begins to move up and down, watching your face with that same dreamy expression, perfectly focused on your pleasure. You stare back into her blue eyes, almost forgetting you're supposed to keep quiet so as to not disturb your other classmates.

When Amanda sees your brow furl from the frustration of not being able to cum she shifts her position and bends her head to catch the tip of your cock in her mouth with each stroke.

You're getting close now, the combination of her warm mouth, her breasts around your shaft, and her long curls tickling your skin pushing you closer and closer to your climax.

Amanda adjusts her posture, holding up her small, well-shaped breasts for you with her hands. Her skin is pale with a dusting of freckles, and her pink nipples are stiff against her fingers when she tweaks them, her gaze never leaving your face as you stroke yourself over her.

The display is enough to push you over the edge. You bite your lip hard to stifle a cry as you cum, your cock pulsating in your hand as you shoot thick, heavy spurts of sperm onto Amanda's chest, covering her breasts and hands with glistening cum. She keeps watching your face as she smears your sperm over her breasts, replacing your hand on your cock with her own when your climax passes.

She brings your softening cock to her lips, swallowing the last dribbles of sperm, sucking you gently as you soften.

When she lets you go you begin to look for some tissues in your bag, but she waves them off, instead rising to her feet. She hesitates for a moment before leaning down to kiss your cheek, then returns to her seat and digs up a towel from her bag to wipe herself off, leaving her blouse undone for the rest of the class.

For the rest of Ms. Fairlight's class you find your gaze keeps wandering over to Amanda, and once you think you catch her looking at you.

When the bell rings you try to catch up to her, but the throng of your classmates keeps you separated until you realize you don't even know where her locker is.

(This playthrough hits six of the scene's 11 paragraphs and one of its four different endings, taking one of the 30+ different paths. This scene is included in the backer version of the game available to my Patreon backers.)