Chapter 13 - Direct Action

Well, I didn't manage to get a chapter out last weekend. I've been running into some problems with this story. I may need to spend some time plotting it out in a little more detail. I've been writing it by the seat of my pants with only a general outline in mind, but that's starting to cause some problems. So there may be a few less updates for this story the next couple of weeks.

I should hopefully still be able to keep to the one chapter per week schedule by  filling in with updates to other stories. Anyway:

Content: ffm, bj, vaginal.

Jake was still thinking hard by the time they arrived back at school the next day. They hadn't seen their opponent for the rest of the night, and Greg and Shayla hadn't, either. He was hoping that meant that his assumption was right and that there were only two people, total, after them. Mary had rather sensibly brought up the possibility that there were only two people here, following them, but Jake was holding on to the possibility that there wasn't, in fact a big organization behind the one guy they'd seen.

They'd debated it until past the time that they should have gone to bed. Jake's position was that from the little bit of info they'd managed to glean from Herbert Green, it seemed that most of the amulets out there were single items, and that their own find of ten identical ones was an exception. If that was the case, it would be harder do divide them among too many people, especially people who were trying to gather more; they'd always have to be afraid of betrayal.

Mary had pointed out that keeping an eye on Herbert's blog and tracing e-mails and everything probably required people on the inside of a bunch of different companies. It was possible, she'd conceded, that the 'Jewelry Hunters,' as she'd called them, had some way to control people, but it was just as likely that there were simply a bunch of them.

Jake was keeping to his interpretation mostly out of hope; they might be able to get two people to leave them alone. A whole organization would be much harder.

***

He sat through his lessons without noticing what they were about, thinking, planning, trying to find a way out. At lunch, by unspoken agreement, he joined the other four behind the gym again. They ate in depressed silence, each busy with their own thoughts.

Until, halfway through the lunch period, Greg dropped his empty tray onto the grass.

"We need to do something," he burst out. "There's five of us, and one of use, and he doesn't even know about three of us. Let's just go get him!"

Shayla let her head fall forward. "And then what?"

"Just take his amulets off him and make him tell us about whoever he's working with."

"It'd be direct," Mary said.

"We have to do something, Kailani admitted, "and at the moment we just don't have enough information to find a solution. We might as well try to get more."

"Letting myself get interrogated yesterday helped at least a bit, and I don't think he suspects anything about that, so we could try something similar."

"He said he was going after me next," Kailani said. "So what if I let him catch me alone, and then you guys can jump in when he's distracted."

"That's... Not a really a detailed plan," Shayla said, slowly.

"We don't need detail, we just need to get him alone," Greg said. "And if Kailani's willing to be bait, I say let's go for it."

"If you'll have my back," Kailani said.

Jake looked around at the others. "I'm in."

There was a chorus of agreement from the others.

"After school, if we can find him?" Shayla asked.

"In the parking lot by the side door, I think," Kailani said. "There's that bit of corridor without classrooms just there. You can wait there. It'll be quiet, and if you wear your amulets the teachers won't bother you about hanging around there."

"OK then, it's a plan." Shayla hooked her arm in Kailani's. "Now it's almost time for class, and Kailani and I still have prom things to talk about. We'll see you by the exit after school."

Kailani turned to look at them as she followed Shayla. "Send a text if you see his car out the window or anything," she called.

***

Greg, Jake and Mary decided to stick together for the afternoon classes. They still didn't want anyone to be alone just yet.

It was during Greg's AP French class -- Mary and Jake were ignoring the teacher and revision for their own exams -- that Mary suddenly looked up.

"I just realized..." she began.

"Yes?" Jake prompted.

"Our amulets still work on our stalker guy." She stood up abruptly, pushing back her chair noisily. "So there's no reason that I have to keep wearing these."

She pulled at her shirt, snapping the elastic. Then she unceremoniously wriggled out of her skirt and pulled her shirt over her head. She stood in the aisle between the desks for a moment, arms outstretched in the warm air, then hurriedly pulled off her underwear as well.

"You have no idea how much I'd gotten used to being able to walk around naked," she admitted.

Greg stared at her for a moment. "What the hell," he said, and began taking off his clothes as well. Jake shrugged and joined them. The heat in the classroom was a lot more bearable with the faint breeze from the open window playing over his bare skin.

It was another ten minutes before one of them spoke up again.

"You know, I don't really need this revision," Greg said. "All the French practice exams I've done have turned out well. Anyway, I can't concentrate. I keep distracting myself by thinking about what we're going to try after school."

Mary sighed and closed her book with a snap. "I'm not really getting much out of this either. And we have another three hours to go." She leaned back in her chair and sighed deeply.

Jake had a pretty good idea where this was going and put his book aside as well. "Distraction time?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at the other two.

Mary laughed and leaned forward in front of Greg. "I think it is," she said, then went on in an exaggerated whisper, "Ever since we found out about stalker guy, I haven't gotten to do anything in public anymore, and I really like that."

Greg gasped and leaned back in his chair. Jake looked down to see that Mary had curled her fingers around his mostly-soft cock.

"Let's get this nice and hard," she said. "Yours too, Jake."

Jake pushed his chair back a little and took himself in hand, stroking slowly to bring himself to full hardness. He watched as Greg hesitantly raised a hand and brought it to Mary's breast, caressing it carefully and making the nipple stick out. Mary closed her eyes for a moment and then caught his free hand in hers, dragging it forward awkwardly and shoving it between her own legs.

By the time Greg's fingers extracted a moan from Mary, Jake's cock was standing up and throbbing with his heartbeat. Mary glanced at it and caught his eye. She gave Greg's long shaft a last squeeze and stood up, her chair hitting the desk of the student behind her with a clatter. She gestured to Jake to push his chair back then swung a leg over his and sat down in his lap, trapping his cock between them.

"You ready?" she asked.

Jake nodded, his hands gripping her ass and pulling her forward against him.

Mary shot Jake an apologetic look. "You just watch for a bit, and I'll get to you in a minute. I just want this one deep inside me, first."

She took Greg's shoulders and let him lift her up, canting and tilting her hips until Greg's cock found its mark and then settling down slowly. Jake leaned sideways, slowly stroking his own length and keeping it erect, watching as Mary's pussy swallowed Greg's cock, taking it deeper and deeper until her thighs hit his and he was buried inside her as far as he could go.

"Hmmm," Mary hummed, happily, and rested her forehead against Greg's.

Jake leaned back against his desk and just watched for a while. He smiled at the noises of enjoyment his friends were making and at the looks the other students in the class were shooting their way. He kept stroking his own cock, enjoying the feeling but making no attempt to reach an orgasm. Mary kept herself pressed against Greg, not moving up and down but simply grinding her hips against him. She leaned her face against Greg's shoulder, resting it there for a while before beginning to kiss and nibble along his collarbone.

Greg's head fell back. He let Mary have her way with him, his only contribution his hands on her ass, squeezing and rubbing it until her tanned cheeks were colored pink. The both of them seemed to have forgotten Jake, and when he noticed his hand beginning to speed up on his shaft, he let it go and pushed off from the desk again. He approached his friends again, grinning to himself as a couple of students leaned aside in their seats to look around him as he approached. The way bystanders made no comment on whatever they did but still sometimes watched with interest still always amused him.

When he reached his position behind Mary, he exchanged a quick look with Greg before bending down and placing a wet kiss at the base of Mary's neck, just below her hairline. She jumped at the sudden contact, making Greg groan at the extra stimulation, but then subsided and returned to her grinding.

Jake smiled against her skin, then kissed her a few more times, sucking on the nape of her neck until her was sure he was going to leave a hickey. She made a token noise of protest but didn't stop her grinding against Greg. Eventually, Jake moved his attention away from her neck and insinuated his hands between her and Greg, palming her breasts and feeling her pebbly nipples. He listened to her moan for a moment before applying his mouth to her back again.

This time he slowly licked a broad path along her spine, lapping his way down her back slowly and feeling her skin break out in goosebumps under his tongue. As he moved down, he was eventually forced to let go of her breasts, but gave her nipples one last tweak. Then he continued his path down until her reached her tailbone. He planted a kiss there, too, and began letting his mouth roam over her ass as it moved in front of him. Greg obligingly moved his hands out of the way and trailed them back up her sides. From the giggle half-muffled against Greg's skin, Mary was ticklish.

A few minutes later her ass was covered in saliva and the movements of her hips were becoming more and more erratic. As he heard her start to pant harder and harder, he starting giving her little bites on the fleshy globes of her ass. Finally, when he bit down a little harder on her cheek, he felt her shudder and let out a loud moan that temporarily drowned out the teacher's voice from the front of the class.

"Oh, fuck," Jake heard Greg groan as Mary resumed her movements after a brief pause, this time flexing her legs and moving up and down, Greg's shaft, shiny with fluids, becoming visible as it moved in and out of her wet pussy. Jake leaned back to admire the view again, but soon, as Mary's breathing slowed a little, she turned craned her neck to look at him, behind her.

"Get up here," she told him, waving a hand.

Jake stood up, and Mary groped around until she found his cock, taking a firm hold of it and gently encouraging to take a spot beside her. She contorted awkwardly, trying to bend down so that her mouth could reach Jake's crotch while still continuing to fuck herself on Greg's lap. When she didn't succeed, she let go of Jake and pushed against his stomach.

"G-get a chair or something. I want to suck you!"

Jake obeyed eagerly, moving his chair closer and kneeling on it, titling his hips to bring his cock in Mary's reach. She winked at him before diving forward, taking a grip on the base of his cock and moving her tongue along the underside in one long lick. Jake felt his cock jump at the sensation, but Mary quickly brought it back to her mouth and began licking him at the head, swiping her tongue along the edge where the head met the shaft. Jake found his hand moving to her head, stroking her hair and resisting the urge to pull her closer.

As Mary finally moved his cock into her mouth, sucking just the head inside and moving her head back and forth only half an inch, Jake looked away. He found that Greg was smiling at him, eyes glazed over with the sensations Mary's still-moving hips were causing.

Jake's eyes lost their own focus when Mary suddenly moved deeper, sucking as much of his length into her mouth as she could until her nose just barely bumped against his stomach. He almost overbalanced when her hand suddenly grabbed his ass, squeezing it and pulling him closer. She choked, but then, undeterred, began bobbing her head up and down, sucking on the head of his cock each time her lips reached it. Jake winced as her nails dug into his ass but didn't protest, focusing instead on the feeling of her lips wrapped around his cock and the sensation of the head bumping into the back of her throat with every stroke.

His tried to make himself last and looked away, eyes flitting across the classroom. He found himself smirking at a boy in the next row, who was visibly uncomfortable in his chair as he stammered his way through a translation. Soon, however, his attention was drawn back by a drawn-out groan from Greg.

"Can't l-laaahst much longer," he panted, his hands back to mauling Mary's ass.

Mary pulled away from Jake's cock briefly, the sudden feeling of cool air almost painful after all that stimulation.

"Go on," she encouraged him, "fill me up!" She immediately returned to Jake's cock, her tempo increasing as her hips began to move faster as well.

It took only a few more moments before Greg reached his peak, his breathing hitching momentarily before he let out a long moan and slumped in the chair. Mary kept moving, the sounds from where their crotches joined becoming wetter and wetter as Greg emptied his balls into her pussy. Jake let out a moan of his own as the feeling encouraged Mary to suck even harder on his cock.

A minute later, Mary showed no sign of stopping and Greg spoke up again. "T-too much," he said, shuddering. "Stop, p-please."

Jake heard Mary whine around his cock, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine. She stopped moving, with obvious reluctance. Then, after a pause, she let Jake's shaft slip from her mouth and abruptly stood up. Jake's gaze was drawn to her bare pussy, Greg's cum dripping from it and onto the floor, the chair and Greg's thigh before Mary, moving quickly, hopped onto her desk and spread her legs.

"Get over here, I'm not done yet," she said to Jake, beckoning him over.

Jake didn't hesitate. He took two steps and, bending his knees slightly and taking his cock in hand, thrust into her in one go. Mary's breath left her body in a long sigh as he entered her, her inner walls grasping his shaft and trying to suck him deeper into her. Jake felt Greg and Mary's mixed fluids spurt out around his cock as his hips met hers. He savored the feeling of Mary's heat around himself for a moment before pulling out slowly, feeling her pussy clench around his cock, reluctant to let him go.

He started to move back into her slowly, but her hands were suddenly on his ass again, pulling him back in with force.

"I did slow already," she panted, "just pound me hard!"

Jake obliged her, quickly setting up a rhythm that made the desk bang against the floor with every thrust. The teacher had to raise his voice to be heard over the noise. Jake felt a moment's worry that they were interfering too much with the class, but then Mary's nails scratched his ass and all other considerations left his mind in favor of the overriding need to keep fucking her.

Mary's pussy spasmed around him as he thrust into her, her breath leaving her in little squeaks each time their hips slapped into each other. The attentions of Mary's mouth had made him pretty sensitive already, and Jake knew that he wouldn't be able to last very long, but he kept going as hard as he could anyway.

It seemed that Mary hadn't been far away from her second orgasm either, because after only a few minutes she shrieked loudly, her squelching pussy squeezing Jake's cock suddenly, rhythmically as she came again. Jake saw her ayes roll back into her head and caught her with one arm around her waist as she slumped backwards. She smiled vaguely as she shuddered and twitched in his embrace.

Mary's orgasm only increased Jake's pleasure, and a few moments later he could feel himself approach the edge as well. He pounded her even harder a few times and then went rigid, the desk tilting dangerously for a second before it fell back. Jake barely noticed as his balls tingled and contracted, his cock pulsing once, twice, three times as his own cum joined Greg's in Mary's dripping pussy.

He collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies pressed together as they both came down from their orgasms.

"That was a good one," Mary mumbled eventually.

"Yeah," Jake agreed, vaguely.

They lay together, panting, for a few minutes, until Greg prodded them in the side.

"Come on," he said. "It's almost time for the bell and we need to clean up before the next class."

Jake looked to the side. Greg was standing next to them, his crotch and thighs still covered in drying fluids.

"Oh, if we have to," he groaned.

"We kinda do," Greg said, apologetically. "The classroom for the next lesson has a view of the parking lot, and we should keep an eye out for our guy's car."

Mary groaned and pushed Jake off herself. "And with that, the relaxation is gone again," she complained.

She got to her feet, legs still a little unsteady, and pulled Jake up as well. She looked the boys up and down. "I've got some paper towels in my bag, but this is maybe a little much for those," she said.

Before Jake could formulate an answer, she'd dropped to her knees and had sucked his soft cock into her mouth. He wanted to protest at the almost-painful sensation, but she only swirled her tongue around it a few times before pulling back again. She swallowed visibly and looked up at him, grey eyes twinkling.

"That's a bit cleaner. Greg, let me do you too."

***

A few minutes -- and several paper towels -- later, they had cleaned themselves up reasonably well and had put their clothes back on. They arrived early enough for the next class that they could snag a couple of seats next to the window.

"Well, the plan is a go, I guess," Greg said, as Jake was taking out his books. He was intending to participate in this class, at least.

A quick look out the window revealed that their opponent's car was parked across the street.

***

At the end of the school day, the five of them gathered just inside the exit to the school building as students streamed by them, happy to get outside.

"You sure about this?" Greg asked Kailani.

She took a steadying breath. "Yes. We need to do something, and that means someone has to be bait."

Jake gave her an encouraging grin and then looked at the other three. "Are you three sure, too? He doesn't know about you, yet. You could try to stay out of it."

"We're not letting you two do this alone!" Mary said. She looked nervous but determined. The other two nodded, behind her.

"OK," Kailani said, "you all get to the other door. Send me a text when you get there. I'll wait until it's quieted down a bit and let you know when I leave. I parked my car close to the door."

They left, dodging the last of the escaping students and making their way through the building to the side door. Greg sent Kailani a text and they waited nervously as the muffled sounds of the other students leaving the parking lot gradually diminished. Finally, after what felt to Jake like forever but by the clock on his phone had been only about ten minutes, he got a text from Kailani.

On my way.

They waited anxiously for another few minutes. Eventually, they heard a pair of footsteps approach. Jake put his hand on the door handle and listened carefully. There was the sound of a car door opening, and then -

"Excuse me, do you have a moment?"

Jake's heart began to hammer in his chest as he recognized the voice. He opened the door and burst through in a rush.

He took in the situation in a glance. Kailani was standing by her car, eyes slightly unfocussed and an expression of faint politeness on her face. The man he'd several times over the last few days was standing in front of her, his hand holding a thin silvery chain with a pendant on it.

Hoping that the guy didn't have any unexpected surprised, Jake surged forward, hand outstretched and grasping for the amulet. The others followed close behind him, jostling each other on their way out the door.

It took his target half a precious second to realize what was happening. He had just started to turn and lower his hand by the time Jake cannoned into him, scrabbling wildly for the amulet and trying to grab his arms. He hadn't given any thought to stopping himself, and the two of them slammed into the side of Kailani's car. Jake felt the sharp edges of the amulet bite into his hand. They dug in deep for a second as his opponent pulled on the chain and then it snapped, Jake's hand smashing into the car at the sudden lack of resistance.

Something hit him in the stomach and he stumbled back, bodies rushing past him as the others grabbed at the man as well. Jake hit tripped over an uneven paving stone and hit the ground, his back painfully hitting the edge of the open door. He shook his head and tried to scrabble to his feet. He became aware of a loud beeping as the alarm on the door went off.

A moment later, he pulled himself upright by the door handle. In front of him, three of his friends were struggling with their target. Mary was on the ground, rubbing at her arm but smiling fiercely. The others were trying to keep their quarry from escaping but were getting in each others' way a lot. As Jake watched, Greg got a knee into his chest and stumbled back, his feet getting tangled with Shayla's and the both of them falling to the ground.

That only left Kailani, who had apparently thrown off the effect of the amulet and was holding grimly onto the man's jacket, which his hands were tangled in behind his back. Jake rushed forward again but their target suddenly swung around, his arms escaping his jacket and flinging Kailani into Jake's path. He almost avoided her but caught his foot on her outflung arm and tripped, sailing past the man and hitting the door of Kailani's car face-first.

He flailed desperately and his fingers tangled in cloth, but then he heard something tear and it slipped through his fingers.

He was up on his knees a moment later, just in time to see Greg get a grip on the man's shirt and pivot him around, slamming him into the other side of the car. As Jake scrambled upright, he felt wetness on his forehead. He brought his hand up while he sprinted around the car. It came away wet with red blood.

He blinked, and then he was suddenly somewhere else.
