'Man, I can't believe we got sent to a science fair, of all things,' Clover whispers dramatically, as they look over at the contestants in the gymnasium before them, spread across display tables, with parents, other children, and school officials wandering around the place, 'surely there can't be anything that bad here, right?'
Sam clicks her tongue, 'We were sent here for a reason, so we have to keep our eyes peeled for anything suspicious. Let me know if you find anything, and we'll deal with it together, okay?' Sam's long hair is done up in a hair-do that she normally wouldn't rock, her red hair parted in the middle and pulled into two pigtails, giving her quite the cute and peppy look.
Alex nods, though she really wishes it wasn't a sciencefair that they'd been landed at. She wasn't dumb, but this kind of thing just wasn't interesting to her, the displays of different experiments becoming visual white noise as she scans her eyes over the hall. She would have much preferred a sports day, or something similar, where she would be able to show off her own abilities alongside keeping the people present safe, but she supposes she could find something to keep her attention while they patrolled the area.
Sam continues speaking, 'I know we don't usually, but since this is an enclosed area with a decent amount of space, I think we should split up.'
Clover looks over at Alex, before looking back at Sam, raising her eyebrow. Luckily, Alex doesn't see the exchange, but Sam gets the point.
'I'll do some reconnaissance, whilst you two get into the crowd and look around for our target. We're looking for previous assignments that have been stolen from other students and presented here for a prize.'
'Uh, how will we know which ones are stolen or not?' Alex asks, and scowls when Clover giggles at her. It was a valid point!
Sam sighs, before she hands over a little list written down on paper, 'here's a list of the stolen exhibits. Don't confront anybody out in the open, we're here to see who's behind this and whether there's a larger motive behind it all, rather than just people trying to win the competition prize money without putting any of their own effort in.'
'Ohhhhhh,' Alex nods, reading over the list. Man, there were quite a few! Who knew that stealing science fair exhibits, of all things, was an apparently lucrative business?
Sam nods, and then the three of them are entering the main throng of the science fair, Sam taking a route around the outside of the room, with Clover and Alex deciding to move into the main crowd between the exhibits, looking around at all of the different experiments on display and the young children proudly displaying their hard work. Or, in the case of the stolen exhibits, displaying their ill-gotten gains.
Most of the people showing off their experiments were young boys, all looking rather nerdy if Alex were to say the truth, but despite what her friends believed, she did know when not to say certain things, and here was one of them. She was a jock, in a gaggle of nerds, completely outnumbered. So far, they haven't managed to spot any of the stolen exhibits, but they are keeping their eyes peeled, and it doesn't take long for them to bump back into Sam as she makes her way into the main crowd.
'I found a couple of things that seemed suspicious aside from the list,' Same says, but then shakes her head, 'but nothing close to the mission brief. Maybe they're further across the gymnasium?'
Alex cranes her head over the crowd, and notices that there are more elaborate exhibits towards the one end of the gymnasium, with a few of the judges perusing the different tables.
'Over there, maybe?' she asks and points, making Clover and Sam look over, and Sam's face brightens.
'That looks more like it! Thanks, Alex! You're a smart cookie sometimes, you know?'
'But, I'm not -'
'Not literally,' Clover interjects, and Alex nods.
They all make their way over to the other end of the Gymnasium, the crowd thinning out a little as they get to the more advanced displays, and when they lay their eyes on one stall, they immediately know that they've found their target. One of the largest stands at this end of the Gymnasium is showing off a selection of mechanical marvels, small robots that are easily controlled by people that don't even know anything about robotics, as well as a series of machines designed for cracking safes.
Was that even allowed, at a regional science fair? That seemed… illegal, if Sam was being honest with herself. However, she knows that the home-service bots part of this display are definitely stolen, going by the list that she had been given prior to this mission. Gesturing to Alex and Clover, Sam indicates that they need to make their way over, but stealthily.
As they all make their way closer, they happen to overhear a conversation between the boy leading the stall and one of the judges, though it's nothing official, but rather a casual conversation.
'Yeah, I much prefer redheads to blonde girls, I think they're more fun, you know?'
'Really? I like blonde girls more than redheads,' the young judge counters, and well… that worked out pretty well for the three of them.
Gesturing to the communications devices they were wearing, disguised as earrings and necklaces, a microphone attached to the necklace and speakers on the earrings, Sam goes over what they're going to do.
'Right,' she starts, 'I'm going to go over to the stand to talk to the boy manning it, since we know that he likes redheads. Clover, I want you to distract the judge and make him move away from the stand so we don't alert anyone to the fact that we're searching and trying to uncover a conspiracy, and Alex, please just keep an eye out for anyone else making their way over to the table, okay?'
The girls nod, and Sam nods back, before they split up and start working their charms. Clover makes her way over to the judge and asks what the judging criteria for the exhibits are, as she has a friend and she'd just love to know what they're being judged on. The judge exclaims that he can't really tell her, but Clover insists that she doesn't want to get a head start, she just wants to make sure that her friend knows what to expect.
As she does so, she steps back, leading the judge away from the mechanics table, slowly but surely separating him from the table so that Sam can work her magic on the boy that had stolen machines for the exhibit. Alex, meanwhile, stations herself a little while away from the table, at the point where the more advanced exhibits stop and the more typical science fair, uh, fare, are, so as to keep a good eye on anyone coming over.
Sam takes in a deep breath, before she changes her demeanour, taking on the vibe of a ditzy, cute exchange student with an interest in mechanics, before she makes her way over to the stand that they'd singled out. She's carrying a little bag with general supplies in, but it works as a great accessory to her disguise. She isn't surprised to see Macker running it, not when safe-cracking was a main point of the stand, though she is surprised to see that he's completely alone. Ah well, it makes her job easier.
'Hiiii,' she chirps, and Macker looks over at her, but not before he looks her body up and down in a way that makes Sam shiver a little, her blood heating up even as she knows she needs to keep her wits about her, 'I saw your stall from across the way, and I think it's absolutely fascinating! Especially the bit about using artificial intelligence to aid in security bypasses, how do you do it?'
Macker looks pleasantly surprised, his blonde eyebrow raising as he takes in the scope of what the cute girl had said. Sam makes her way over and ends up leaning over to look closer at one of the displays, on a smaller table inside the booth set-up that the Macker had created, noting that one of the robots was most definitely part of one of the stolen exhibits, so she bends down further to get a closer looks, when Macker comes up behind her and does something that makes her gasp quietly.
His small hand swipes over the cotton of her panties, her skirt having ridden up as she bent over, and whilst part of Sam knows that she shouldn't entertain such a touch, especially in such a public place like the regional science fair, some part of her can't help but thrill at the feeling of her body being played with, with no one else around them any the wiser.
She can feel herself getting wet under the Macker's surprisingly expert touches, his fingers sliding over the seam of her pussy, before he rubs her clit through her underwear and Sam has to stop herself from letting out a moan, but she does let out a little huff of breath.
'If I didn't know better, I'd think you're more interested in my body than me wanting to learn about your exhibit,' Sam says, before tacking on a little giggle at the end of her sentence. It works, as she can see the lust building in Macker's eyes as he looks over her body as his hand works between her legs.
'Well, what if I said that you were right?' he asks, before pressing two of his fingers down hard against her clit, making Sam nearly overbalance as he knees buckle, catching herself on the edge of the table as pleasure zings through the pit of her stomach. Fuck, she really shouldn't be considering having sex with their mark, especially not someone so young in such a public space, but she's so horny it hurts, the lust in Macker's eyes really affecting her, along with his touches.
Sam lets out a giggle, this one not sounding as fake as the last, pressing her legs together over Macker's wrist, any idea of mechanical fraud going out of her mind completely as she looks back at the young boy. She can see the bulge of his cock in his shorts, and fuck, he looks big, and being that hard inside such small shorts can't be healthy… maybe she should help him out?
It was a risk to the mission, but honestly, if she could draw Macker away from his exhibit table with the promise of something more, then Alex and Clover could swoop in and take the stolen machines so that Macker couldn't win the regional fair with stolen glory… it could work, and she could get laid in the meantime. Ignoring her better senses telling her to make a distraction some way else in favour of her body screaming from pent-up lust, Sam puts her plan into action.
'Are you sure? I love the way you've managed to automate the safe-cracking process, it makes things a lot more reliable, and allows for fewer mistakes to be made in the process!' Impressing Macker was key to getting him to view her as someone worth spending time with, and Macker laughs triumphantly at her words, sliding his fingers along her pussy faster.
'Impressive, isn't it? Say, since you're so interested in me and my machines, how about we go somewhere a bit more private, and I can show you how a realmachine works.'
Hearing a couple of scoffs from her communications devices, Sam hides a scowl from Macker as he continues to feel her up.
'Oh, really?' she asks, her tone of voice becoming a lot more hinting, 'well, I guess I'll have to come along and get it,' she stresses the words, before she stands up under the guise of looking around for anyone potentially looking their way, 'I sure would hate to be found fooling around out here, right at the end of the gymnasium… is there somewhere we can go?'
She can see Alex and Clover making their way over towards them, and Macker withdraws his hand from between her legs, hooking his arm around her waist as he guides her away from the main floor of the gymnasium towards a supply closet sunken into the wall nearby. Biting her lip as they walk away from Macker's exhibit, Sam shoots one last surreptitious look over towards the stand as Alex and Clover close in, and the looks that Alex and Clover shoot at her, along with the noises of disgust they make when they notice Macker dropping his hand down to grope at her ass, makes her disconnect her comms from the other two girls, disguising the action as fiddling with her necklace and earrings nervously as she follows the other boy, bag in her other hand.
Macker's hand grabs her ass harder before he's opening the storage closet and gesturing for her to go inside, and she notes that the boy's ability for safe cracking wasn't just relegated to that as he easily picks the lock. Moving inside, Sam looks down at Macker, her breath catching in her throat, before he's on her like a whirlwind. She wasn't just doing this because she was horny, no, if she managed to wrangle her words well, she could get some incriminating information off the boy, and her comms devices, even disconnected from Alex and Clover, would record everything she heard, even if it would be embarrassing to have sex with the young boy on tape, the evidence would be concrete.
Sam drops her bag as Macker pulls her panties to the side, his small but elegant fingers pressing along the seam of her pussy, before he's forcing two of his fingers into her pussy, making Sam gasp as pleasure starts to heat in the pit of her stomach, the spark of pleasure catching the simmering heat that had been brewing in her ever science Macker had started touching her at the science fair booth.
'You're so wet,' Macker marvels, and Sam has the good grace to flush with shame, because really, she was so aroused for such little teasing contact.
'Wh-what can I say,' she says past a moan, 'I love a smart guy showing me what he can do with his hands.'
'Yeah?' Macker asks, jabbing his fingers up towards her G-spot, and when the pads of his elegant fingers press over it, Sam can't stop the moan she lets out, nor can she stop her pussy from clenching down around his fingers, her body wishing that it were something more substantial, something like the absolute weapon of a cock he's hiding behind his shorts.
'Yeah…' Sam hazily agrees, her body trembling in anticipation at the thought of getting fucked good by a cock like that, easily the length of her forearm and thick by the bulge it's pressing against his shorts, 'boys like you are always packing, too.'
Appealing to his sense of superiority seems to be working as Macker gets closer to her, grinding his cock against her leg before he pulls his fingers out of her pussy. Sam lets out a noise as Macker turns her around until she's facing the wall, before he's fully pulling her panties down to around her knees, fully exposing her pussy to the cool air of the supply closet. Though… just from the heat of their bodies and the rush of arousal through their systems, the cramped supply closet is already starting to feel hotter, more intimate, and it's making Sam impatient to get fucked.
Sam feels a flush race over her body as she hears Macker let out a little moan behind her, before she hears the sound of a zip being pulled down before the wet sound of his hand stroking his fat cock, his own pre-cum serving as lubrication for his strokes. Macker is short enough that he needs her to bend down even further, and Sam spots a rack - some sort of folded up climbing equipment - and she drags it over to her to lean on so that she can present her pussy to the criminal genius.
He lets out a swear, and then he's stepping forward closer to her, and slotting his cock between her thighs. Sam lets out a moan as she feels his cock rub along her pussy, the head of his cock catching against her clit in an addictive slide that has heat flaring in the pit of her stomach even though he hasn't even started fucking her yet. It's been so long since she'd managed to get laid, and his cock feels amazing even outside of her body, so she can only imagine how good it'll feel when he's fucking her.
Macker draws his hips back and then the fat head of his cock is rubbing against her barely stretched pussy and Sam feels a drip of apprehension before he's pushing himself inside of her, and it's swept away in the feeling of the stretch of him pushing his cock inside of her pussy and the intense pleasure that's storming through her system. Fuuuuuuck, he's huge, and she knows she's going to feel it for a while after he's done with her, and he's only just pushing into her now. How is it gonna feel when he's actually fucking her?
He keeps pushing himself inside of her body, his cock pushing inside of her pussy in one inexorable slide that has Sam gasping for breath as she grips onto the climbing frame below her, trying to keep her wits about her. Fuck, it's hard, though, when everything feels so overwhelming and her brain is firing off in every which way, obsessed with the feeling of Macker's young, virile cock inside of her pussy.
'Fuck, you're tight,' he gasps, and Sam can't help but let out a moan as her pussy clenches down around the girth of his cock, proving his point. His cock feels like a brand inside of her, and when his hips finally meet hers, Sam has to breathe heavily just so that she doesn't push back and make herself come immediately. She's spread wide over the girth of his cock as it throbs and pulses inside the tight channel of her pussy, and Sam isn't sure she's ever been this wet, this aroused by any of her previous partners.
'Hold on,' Macker says, and Sam barely braces herself before he's pulling himself out of the tight channel of her pussy, sliding backwards until only the head of his cock is still inside of her. He stays there for a moment, circling his hips and making Sam moan from the tease of the head of his cock rubbing her pussy just right by the entrance, and Sam is getting close to shunting her hips backwards and taking his cock back inside of her body by herself, when he finally, finally moves again.
Macker grabs at her hips rather hard, and Sam deliriously notes that she's definitely going to be feeling bruises there for a while after, before her mind is completely wiped blank at the force of Macker's thrust into her pussy, burying his cock inside of her right up until the base again. She lets out a strangled cry, one loud enough that it makes Macker smack his hand against the side of her ass and hiss at her to be quiet unless they want to get caught, but fuck, his cock was so big and the way he'd pressed inside of her hard enough to have their bodies let out a lewd clapping sound from the first thrust, was too much for her to stop her noises.
Bringing one hand up from the apparatus below her, Sam barely manages to cover her mouth before another moan is punched out of her by Macker drawing back and then fucking back into her body. He starts a rhythm that is absolutely insane, fast and hard, and Sam can barely keep up as she gasps wetly behind her palm covering her mouth, her pussy overwrought and overwhelmed already, and Macker has barely started fucking her. Fuuuuck, for such a young boy - a nerdy one, at that - he was strong as Sam feels his thrusts starting to press her hard against the gym apparatus she's leaning on.
It feels like her brain is leaking out of her ears and that her head is stuffed with cotton wool as she gets fucked, her plan of getting more information out of the little thief flying out of the window as his cock stirs up her insides, making her wonder just how her body is taking his cock so well. Each of his thrusts rams against and then past her G-spot, making Sam's thighs tremble as she hangs on for dear life as Macker continues thrusting inside of her, seemingly not caring for how overwhelmed she is already as he speeds up his thrusts.
He's barely pulling out of her pussy at this point, drawing himself out to halfway, before pressing himself back inside, ramming the head of his cock as deep as it will go into her pussy, his cock throbbing inside of the tight channel of her pussy each time he bottoms out inside of her. Fuck, she can't get enough of his cock, or his hidden strength, and Sam feels the last of her shame fleeing her body as she moans and presses her hips back into the rhythm of Macker's thrusts into her body.
Macker lets out a swear as he continues to press his cock inside of her body, his hips colliding with her taut, yet voluptuous ass sending a lewd, obscene clapping sound of wet skin on skin, one that rings in Sam's ears and makes her flush with heat, her body gearing up to an orgasm as pleasure rises in the pit of her stomach. She's going to come, she thinks deliriously, a moan escaping her mouth, muffled by her hand. She's going to come, she's going to come from Macker's cock fucking into her pussy and she can't stop it, her body being dragged towards the cliff-edge of her pleasure.
Removing her hand from in front of her mouth, Sam bites her lip as she gropes at her own breast with her hand, pinching her nipple between her fingers, making a noise claw it's way out of her throat despite biting her lip to keep herself quiet. If anything, the idea that they could get caught, fucking in the cupboard like this, is making her hornier even if she knows that she should be careful to not cause a scene. Playing with her breasts, Sam moves her hand down from her chest to slide down her stomach, over the top of her clean-shaven pussy, before pressing her fingers over her clit.
The shock of pleasure from her fingers touching the most sensitive part of her body makes her jolt and let out a muffled moan, her pussy wringing tight around the girth of the cock fucking into her pussy. She's so close to coming, but as she starts to play with her clit, Macker notices the movements of her shoulder and his hand reaches around, detaching from her hip, to grab at her wrist and yank her hand away from her pussy.
Sam lets out a moan as Macker grins down at her, 'You come from my cock in your pussy, or you don't come at all, slut,' he jeers, and Sam shakes her head, denying the claim that she's a slut.
'You can't deny it,' Macker says simply, 'you bent over and loved it when I played with your pussy, and now you can't get enough of my cock fucking you. Come for me,' he says, and Sam's thighs tremble as she lets out a moan, her orgasm rearing up like a tidal wave.
It crashes down over her and Sam lets out a loud moan as she trembles, her pussy clenching down erratically around Macker's cock, milking him for all he's got, as searing hot pleasure surges through her system, leaving her feeling completely adrift as she shakes apart under the Macker's hands and cock. She can feel her own slick, evidence of her debauchery, leaking down her thighs as she soaks Macker's cock inside of her, and then Macker is shunting his hips forwards and letting out his own choked off moan as he starts to come inside of her pussy.
Sam shudders as she feels that tell-tale throb-pulse of Macker's cock inside of her pussy, before he starts to fill her up with his cum. It feels hot and addictive, she can't lie, as she presses her hips back into the slow thrusts that Macker is making inside of her pussy as he savours the feeling of her body clenching down around his cock. He continues for a moment, before he starts to pull out of her pussy, and Sam lets out a heady moan as Macker fully pulls out of her pussy.
He moves back, enough to smack his cock down on top of her tight ass, grinding himself over her ass as he lets out a last few spurts of cum over the small of her back, shooting onto her shirt and the top of her skirt, as his orgasm trails off. Macker sighs as he comes down from his high, and Sam pants, the supply closet having become incredibly warm from their activities, but Sam notices that Macker's cock most definitely hasn't gone soft as he grinds against her some more.
Fuck, she's not sure if she could get fucked like that again without losing all sense of what she needs to do.
Panting for breath, Sam throws a question out that she hopes doesn't sound too out of place, 'how did you manage to make all those machines work so well so fast? You've got to be popular, with a cock like that, so I can't imagine you have much free time for tinkering,' she says, hoping that it comes across as praise to Macker's intelligence and body, and she barely stops herself from letting out a crow of triumph when Macker answers her.
'To be honest, I didn't make them, I'm just presenting them,' it's good evidence, but it's not concrete as it could be argued that he's simply presenting it on behalf of someone else who didn't want to present their ideas themselves. She needed him to admit that the machines were stolen.
'Really? The person who made them must be really shy, then, if they don't wanna do anything like this,' Sam lets out a little moan as she feels Macker's cock throb on top of her ass, and she knows she only has a little bit of time before Macker becomes more focused on fucking her again instead of talking.
'More like they were a sucker who couldn't stop me from taking them, but that doesn't matter, not when I got to meet such a cute, slutty girl like you here.'
Bingo! She had a confession.
But now… now Macker is groping at her body again, and Sam knows she's going to get fucked again. She hopes that the audio from her communications devices were clear enough, and that she would be able to edit the file to get rid of the lewd sounds of fucking from the clip. She could stop this, and leave right now, but fuck, if she's not anticipating the feeling of getting fucked again.
Her stomach swoops with arousal as Macker slots his cock between her ass cheeks, the underside of his cock rubbing against the tight furl of her asshole. Fuck, he wasn't going to take her ass as well, was he? It sure seemed like it, and Sam can't help the flash of dizzying arousal that squirms through her lower stomach at the thought of him fucking both of her holes so thoroughly. He's already cum inside of her pussy, his cum is leaking down the insides of her thighs, and if he came inside of her ass as well, she's not sure how well she'd be able to hide the fact that she got fucked well whilst getting information from him, but her arousal only spikes at the idea of stumbling out of the closet, dishevelled and clearly fucked.
Sam presses her hips back against Macker with a heady moan as she's subsumed by the heady daze of arousal and pleasure again as he grunts and shunts his hips forwards, grinding his cock against her hole as hard as he can, before he pulls back. The combination of his cum, her slick, and some more pre-cum leaking from the head of his cock has him slick and ready to fuck into her, and he grasps the base of his cock as he lines himself up.
He teases Sam - and himself, based on the pants of pleasure he's letting out - by rubbing the fat head of his cock against her asshole, grinding and sliding along the tight muscles, before he starts to push himself inside of her. The head of his cock slips and Macker lets out a frustrated swear before he lines himself up again, and starts to push again, and this time the head of his cock catches against the tight furl of muscle of her asshole before it starts to push in.
Sam's eyes roll back in her head as her mouth drops open in a strangled moan, her ass spreading wide to accommodate the thick head of Macker's cock inside of her. He stops as he gets the head of his cock inside of her, and Sam notes, somewhat deliriously, that he's panting as he gets used to the feeling of her ass clenching down around the fat head of his cock, a flush of pride squirming in her stomach alongside the overwhelming arousal flooding her system.
Sam is this close to pushing herself back against Macker to get him to fucker her, when he reaches his arm up over her back. She can feel him go onto his tiptoes in order to reach, but he grabs both of her long pigtails with his hand, and then he's pulling on her hair harshly as he starts to push his cock inside of her ass. Fuuuuuck, it feels intense, the stretch familiar but fundamentally different from when he'd pushed inside of her pussy, and Sam can't get enough of it. She's moaning as he pushes into her ass, her breath escaping her in little puffs as she lets probably the entire science fair know what's going on in the supply closet with Macker, but she's just so overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of being fucked full of his cock that she can't make her brain lucid enough to care.
Macker is letting out little moans as he pushes inside of her, his cock no doubt feeling more sensitive after his first orgasm, and some part of Sam feels glad that she's not the only one feeling so affected by this little tryst they've found themselves indulging in. The atmosphere between them has become hot and somewhat intimate, and Sam can't help but swing her hips back as Macker pushes into her ass, finally bottoming out inside of her.
It feels different, having her ass fully instead of her pussy, and Sam's never really done anal with someone so big before, and fuck, she can understand why size queens exist, because this feels insanely good compared to the average anal she'd had before. Her body feels like it's being conquered, as if nothing about her is off limits to Macker and his cock, and it's doing nasty things to her brain and her nerves. Distantly, Sam thinks to adjust her necklace so that the microphone that would be recording everything that's happening here is pressed against her skin so that the sound of her getting absolutely dominated by Macker's cock isn't so loud, but in doing so, she manages to re-connect to Alex and Clover, who are standing guard outside in the gymnasium.
She hears the buzz of their voices, their concern and then their shock at what's happening to her but fuck, her brain is completely focused on the feeling of Macker's cock lodged in her ass. She lets out a heady moan as Macker starts to draw back, and distantly she registers noises of disgust coming from the other two girls, but she's so pre-occupied with the sensation of Macker's cock sliding out of her ass that she can't even bring herself to turn her communications off again.
Macker holds himself, with the head of his cock inside of the tight channel of her ass, and then he's surging forwards, his cock bullying its way back inside of her ass and Sam can't stop herself from moaning. Macker's hand grabbing at her hair pulls, and she's rearing backwards, Macker's face pressing against her back as he starts to fuck her, thrusting up into her in an intense, inexorable rhythm that she has no chance of stopping, but then again, she didn't want to stop it.
Her body is singing with pleasure and arousal, and Sam can't stop herself from dropping a hand to play with her clit as her ass is filled, her muscles clenching down around the girth of Macker's cock as he grinds his hips against hers each time he bottoms out inside of her. It's a different kind of full, one that Sam can see herself becoming addicted to, if she's being honest with herself, as a deep-seated pleasure unfurls in the pit of her stomach as Macker starts to fuck her in her ass properly.
The fact that there's little technique this time around compared to when he'd filled her pussy is making Sam feel so hot, it's insane. The fact that her body is so overwhelming to him that he can't get enough of it, can't focus enough past his own pleasure to attend to hers? It makes heat sweep low through her stomach as she trembles, her hair being pulled taut by the young boy as he grunts and moans behind her in time to the slaps of his hips against her tight ass.
Her thighs are trembling as she gets fucked, she can't stop her body from reacting out of her own control as her muscles clench down around the cock pushing into the tight channel of her ass, and Sam knows that she's going to come soon, and that she's going to come hard. The feel of her fingers sliding over her clit is only adding to the cocktail of overstimulating pleasure storming through her body, and she gasps as she draws her hand away, the sensation too much for her to handle. Noticing her movements, and in a cruel inversion of what he'd done and said earlier, Macker hooks his free hand around her hips to dip his small, but elegant, hand between her legs.
Sam gasps as he plays with her pussy, his hand forcibly pleasuring her as he grunts and fucks into her ass faster, his cock throbbing in the tight channel of her ass as her body clenches down around the girth of his cock in response to the stimulation he's forcing on her. Sam lets out a noise, questioning and pleasure-filled, and Macker laughs, a slightly cruel edge to his voice when he answers.
'It's fun to see you on the back foot, unable to tell what I'm going to do to you,' he says with a little laugh, before continuing, 'you impressed me with the knowledge on my machines, but you'll see that I'm smart in other ways, too.'
Macker rubs his fingers over her clit and Sam lets out a desperate moan, 'For example, I know just how to play your body to make you scream for me.' and fuck, scream she nearly does, as he pinches her clit before shoving his cock as deep inside of her as he can, a brand inside of her that Sam can't control, has no hope of being able to withstand. Her pussy is throbbing with her arousal, and she's so wet that the obscene slaps of Macker's hips against hers have a distinctly lewd quality, and she can barely think pas the pleasure assaulting her senses.
Macker is right, because fuck, he knows how to work his hands and his cock to give her the most pleasure possible, even if he's just shoving himself inside of her body because it's hot and tight and feels good. She was already close to coming with Macker just fucking into her ass, but with the addition of his hand between her legs and his disparaging comments, she's hurtling closer and closer to her orgasm, rushing headlong towards that cliff-edge of pleasure, unable to stop herself as she tips into her orgasm headfirst.
Sam moans loudly as she starts to come, her muscles clenching down and fluttering erratically around Macker's cock inside of her ass as she comes hard. Her pussy soaks her inner thighs as she trembles through the peak of her pleasure, Macker fucking her through the highest point of her orgasm, making it last longer than it normally would as Sam gasps for breath as she milks his cock for all it's got.
Macker lets out a low swear, and then he's shunting his hips forwards almost meanly, his cock throbbing inside the tight channel of her ass in a way that tells Sam that he's about to come. Letting out a little satisfied moan as she starts to come down from the high of her orgasm, Sam presses her hips back against Macker, before swinging them in a circle, and then Macker's hand is withdrawing from between her legs and the other is detangling itself from her hair as he grabs her hips hard.
He meanly thrusts inside of her ass once, twice, and then a third time, before he's letting out his own heady moan as he comes inside of her again. His cock pulses, and then each spurt of cum that's filling her up feels as if it's satisfying some primal urge inside of her, as if she was made to be fucked like this, and she's only just found out about it. He keeps coming inside of her, and Sam deliriously wonders if his orgasm is ever going to end as his cum fully fills her ass before it starts to spurt out around the plug of his cock inside of her before he starts to pull out of her ass. Her hole gapes as it leaks cum down the inside of her thighs to join the dried cum from her pussy, and Sam shudders as Macker slots his cock between her thighs and spanks the side of her ass.
Pressing her thighs tightly together, Sam lets out a small moan as he rubs his throbbing cock between her thighs, the top of his cock rubbing against her pussy and the fat head of it catching against her clit every time he shoves his cock forwards. He's still coming, the last spurts of his orgasm smearing along the inside of her thighs and spilling out on the climbing apparatus in front of her, and Sam feels almost like a new woman as she giggles at the sight of his cum decorating the apparatus in front of her.
Macker stops moving, and then he's pulling himself back and away from her body, and almost like a spell breaking, Sam gasps as she realises that, even though Clover and Alex have stayed decently quiet, that they heard a good chunk of the ordeal over her communications connection. Oh, fuck, how would she face the other two girls now?
Hurriedly turning her comms off - because she really didn't want to face the music until she absolutely hadto - Sam breathes in as she takes a catalogue of everything that had happened. She'd managed to get Macker to confess to the fact he'd stolen the machines for the regional science fair, but fuck, she hadn't expected their little game to go this far, and she had to make herself look presentable before walking out of the supply closet to regroup up with the other girls.
Thankfully, she'd taken her bag in with her and set it down in the closest, and her bag contained a hairbrush, so she undoes her pigtails and brushes them out, before quickly re-trying them as to not let on her identity to Macker. Rummaging around in her bag some more, Sam lets out a triumphant noise as she pulls out a packet of wet wipes, and starts to wipe her thighs down, though the cum that's still inside of her body is a whole other thing that she's going to have to be careful about.
Macker is setting himself to rights behind her, as well, stuffing his softening cock back into his underwear and shorts, pulling his shorts up and smoothing his shirt down before he starts to mess with his fluffy blonde hair, taking it from looking like he'd just indulged in a fuck to looking more intentionally messy. Sam lets out a breath as she comes down from the temporary insanity - because that really could be the only reason she'd risked the mission as much as she did by doing this - that had overcome her, and tries to get her ducks in a row. Throwing a couple of the soiled wipes back into her bag, Sam pulls her panties up, and tries her best to fix her shirt and skirt, when she realises that there's a rapidly cooling wet patch on the back of her shirt, and then she can feel the drip of cum underneath her skirt.
Shit, how was she going to walk out, with cum on her shirt and skirt, completely out in the open? She couldn't afford to lose her disguise as an exchange student, but at the same time, it was so humiliating to even think about walking out of the supply closet with cum on her clothes.
Sam takes in a deep breath, and prepares herself for the judgement of the other girls, and steps out of the supply closet, taking her bag with her.