Teaching Intent Ch

After ogling a Halloween photo of a group of girls, Greg bet he could bed all 9 of them. Of the group, Val seemed like she'd be the easiest to bed. Her real name was Trang, but everyone calls her Val because she fit the valley girl personality to a T. In the picture she wore a tiny blue skirt and a white button up with half the buttons undone. She met the stereotypes: heavy make-up at school, captain of the cheerleading squad, dumb as a rock when it came to schoolwork. Hell a google image search of her name turns up a topless photo where she uses her hands to cover her nipples. And yet come March he had made no progress with her.

She was very friendly to him in class, but she was friendly to everyone. She was barely failing his statistics class, but didn't seem to care about looking for ways to boost her grade that little bit. Apparently taking a math class senior year was her parent's choice, and this was her rebellion against it. The course wasn't a graduation requirement and she had already been accepted to the local community college.

He obsessively followed her online presence. Went so far as to create a dummy account to follow her online. She posted a lot of revealing pictures. He had seen so much her dark-skinned Vietnamese body. He could accurately describe the shape of a birthmark on her right hip.

She tended to visit the same area clubs, which led to him spending a weekend bar hopping to match the background. At CJ's there were a bunch of teens dancing in a group. They all had the same bright yellow wristband that he sometimes saw in Val's pictures. From then on Greg was at CJ's every Friday and Saturday night. Drinks on Greg was all his buddy Andy needed to hear to join in on the effort.

It took three weeks for him to spot her. She wore a short tight strapless tan dress. Her long black hair draped over her shoulder and completely hid one breast. The other breast showed no cleavage despite the top of the dress being fairly low on her chest.

Val was with friends from school: Caitlin, Zoe, and a third girl he didn't recognize. Caitlin had thrown herself at him earlier that year for higher grades and probably would be down for a threesome. Zoe he blackmailed into sex and her in class behavior very clearly indicated that she held a grudge against him over that.

The girls spent most of their time on the dancefloor. Greg nursed a beer from the corner while not really listening to Andy. It took about 40 minutes for his window to open. Zoe and Caitlin left for the restroom. Andy approached first, smiling at the third friend and distracting her.

Greg came up behind Val and grinded against her backside for half a song. She pressed her ass into him and by all accounts was having a great time. As the song ended, Greg took a step back and she turned to face him.

"Mr. G!" she exclaimed as her hand covered her mouth.

"Oh my," he said with a sly smile. "Sorry I didn't know it was you. Wow. You just looked so gorgeous in that dress."

She smiled. "Thank you."

"Um can I buy you an apology drink?"

"Not this year unfortunately." She held up her arm to show the bright yellow wristband indicating she was over 18 but not yet 21.

"I see. Next time then." He gave her a hug and departed the dancefloor.

* * *

The following Tuesday Greg asked Val to hang back after class. "Hey the Court has live music on Saturday. You going to be there?"

"I wish. That place is 21 and over."

Greg shrugged. "What if I knew a way to get you in?"

"I'd be very interested. That sounds like a lot of fun. How many of my friends could you get in?

"Just you unfortunately."

"Unfortunately?"

"You're the one that seemed excited to bring others, but I'd be very happy with just us."

"Not what I've heard."

"Oh yea? Who have you been talking to?"

"Just people. Word is you have your eyes on lots of girls."

"I haven't been on a date in months."

"I don't know if I'd classify these rumors as a date."

"Well you must be very special then for me to want to take you on a date."

Val smiled.

"So I'll see you there?"

"We'll see."

"Well I'll be outside waiting to let you in round 8PM if you just so happened to swing by."

* * *

Greg showed up to the Court just after 7PM. He waited on a nearby outside bench scrolling his phone until she arrived.

She arrived at 8:20 in a maroon strapless dress. The top of it just barely covered her nipples with her small breasts pushed and spilling over. It really drew the eye plus the gold necklace she wore. The rest of the dress was looser and flowed down to her knees. A gold bracelet jangled as she walked.

He smiled and gave her a hug. Her hips pressed against his as she gave him a tight squeeze back.

"So what's this grand plan to get me in?"

Greg pulled out a driver's license and handed it to her.

Val needed half a second to find the first issue. "I'm Vietnamese, not Taiwanese."

"I know that, but some idiot bouncer won't be able to tell the difference."

Val rolled her eyes. "Whose Abigial anyways?"

"A friend that said I could borrow her ID."

"This is not going to work. You think I look 32?"

"It'll be dark. You look more mature with your make-up on. Plus, DMV photos are famously bad."

"I think I'm about to get embarrassed."

"Just act calm and it'll be fine. You'll see." Greg placed his arm around her waist and guided her to the line. "So, Spring Break is coming up. Any big plans?

"Actually I'm going to Florida with friends."

"Oh that'll be a blast. Can't wait to see the pictures."

"Oh I bet you'll enjoy those."

"Any big events planned in Florida? Concert? Disney?"

"Mostly the beach, but we're going to go snorkeling one day."

Greg was sharing a snorkeling story of his own when they reached the bouncer. They passed through without issue.

Greg bought a beer and a long island iced tea for her. They moved over to a table stand at and rest their drinks. They talked more as they waited for the music to start.

Val screamed with the crowd when the band took the stage. They left their drinks behind, his bottle empty while hers had a third left. Standing on the dance floor Greg wrapped his hand around her and placed it on her hip. As the crowd packed in, he slowly slid behind her with his hand sliding forward slightly.

They jumped more than grinded for the first thirty minutes. Then they left the dance floor for another drink. This time he ordered her a vodka cranberry. She drank it as they talked. Then it was back to the dancefloor for some dancing. They stood close to each other while facing each other.

Her third drink was a Smirnoff Ice. She drank a little over half of it and then they left. She was struggling to walk straight. Greg put his arm around her and guided her to his car. He released her to open the car door.

She surprised him with a sloppy kiss when he turned back to face her. "Thank you for a lovely evening," she said with slurred words.

Greg climbed into the driver's seat and placed a hand on her thigh. "Don't you go falling asleep on me."

"What are you going to do to keep me up?" she asked with closed eyes.

His hand slid along her smooth skin towards her groin. "I have a couple ideas."

He had to pull his hand back to get out of the parking lot, but once they were on a straight road his hand was back on her leg. She grabbed his hand and moved it so that his finger brushed against her panty line. Her eyes closed and her head rolled towards the window. She purred as he rubbed her leg.

Her eyes darted open when his finger slipped underneath panties. She was warm and completely smooth down there, not even a stubble of hair. She grabbed the bar above her head and lifted her leg so that it was on the dashboard. Her chest heaved with each breath. Subtle moans periodically escaped her lips. Her eyes closed whenever he had to pull his hand back to turn the car. She felt sleep coming in those moments, but after each turn his hand would bring her back to the conscious world.

He parked in a driveway to a house she didn't recognize. She closed her eyes once more as he got out of the car.

Val was startled awake by the sound of her car door opening. Greg bent down, slid his arms underneath her armpits and lifted her up.

Standing face to face, she leaned in the few inches and kissed him. It was a wet sloppy kiss with her tongue wondering all around his tongue and lips. She flung her arms around him. His arms still wrapped around her waist helped support her.

They kept kissing as guided her into the house and to a bedroom. She kicked off her shoes. He helped her out of her dress and bra.

Val laid down on a soft fluffy bed. Her eyes closed once more. Hands removed her panties. She lifted her legs to make it easier. A hand rubbed her bare pussy. She was so wet.

Her eyes shot back open when a hard object entered her pussy. Too thick and long to be a finger. She looked up and he was on top of her. He felt so damn good. She rubbed her hands over his hairy chest. He continued to pound her pussy. Her body tightened up. Her pelvis pushed up off the bed. Her toes curled. Her fingers curled giving him a small scratch across his chest.

And then her body relaxed. Her pelvis sank into the comforter. Her head turned to the side. Her eyes closed. But his rock hard member continued to fuck her.

She felt his warm wet lips on her nipples. It felt good. She smiled but kept her eyes closed.

Soon he was cumming inside her. The weight of his body left her. There was just the fluffy comforter around her. Moments later she was asleep.

* * *

It was still dark when the alarm woke Greg up. He slapped the alarm clock, but that wasn't it. It was 2:14 AM. He fumbled for his cell phone, but that wasn't it either. He turned on the flashlight app and searched around. The noise was coming from something near the door. He looked on top of his dresser then at the pile of women's clothing on the ground.

He spotted a small dark red purse in the doorway. It contrasted with the blue rug. He opened it and discovered the offending source of the noise -- Val's phone. He waited until it stopped ringing before touching it. There were 3 missed calls from "dad."

He returned the phone to the purse and then turned toward the bed. He shined the light on her. She was sprawled out on top of the comforter. Her long black hair was a wild mess going in every direction. Sleeping with her mouth wide open, he smiled at the thought of putting the tip of his cock in there.

She was very skinny. The bones on her wrist were especially pronounced. Her small breasts looked even smaller while she lay on her back. Her legs were spread putting her waxed pussy on display for him. There was not a hair to be found on her below the neck.

The sooner he got her home the better it'd be for her. And if he has to wake her up, why not do it in a way that'll be best received?

His turned off the phone light and climbed onto the bed. He felt around the bed until he found her calf. His hands glided up her leg as he crawled towards her. Her legs were smooth, warm, and soft. His cheek brushed against her thigh as he bent down. Her scent was strong. She shifted slightly as his tongue made contact with her exposed pussy.

Her hips subtly wiggled and her pussy got wetter. But then her hand pushed him back. He was up for half a second when her knee collided with his temple. There was a bright flash of light and then all was dark.

He blinked several times until he could make out shapes in the room. It was dark but moonlight shone through the window. Rubbing his temple, he sat up.

Val snored loudly beside him. The gorgeous vixen was lying on her stomach. Her skinny arms were folded underneath her head. Even in the dark he could see her ass sticking up. He didn't remember her having much of an ass, but there it was. That bubble butt was a thing of beauty. He rubbed her ass with one hand while the other stroked his member.

He kissed the bottom of her left cheek. A minute later he was kneeling between her legs with both hands on her ass. His rock hard dick was between her legs, rubbing against her pussy with her juices covering his shaft. His hands pressed down against her ass moving the cheeks in circles. They rotated in opposite directions so that he got a peak at her asshole every rotation.

Holding her asscheeks apart, he repositioned himself so that his cock lined up with that hole. Slowly he pressed in just the tip.

She mumbled something that didn't sound like words. Still way too drunk to remember any of this.

He pressed in further so that he was 2 inches inside her. Her asshole was so tight. He backed out a little and then pressed in until his dick was halfway inside her. He let out a deep breath and slowly moved his dick. Slow short movements. Just an inch up, then just an inch down. But every once and a while it seemed to go further in than out.

He kept the motions slow so that he lasted longer. He planned on pulling out of her ass before he came, but it just felt so damn good. He just barely missed pulling out before he came. His dick was still pulsing as it slid out of her ass. Large globs of cum landed all over her asscheeks.

She just laid there. He grabbed an extra bedsheet and threw it over her. He rubbed her ass through the blanket to help dry up all the cum. He'll do laundry tomorrow.

* * *

The first thing Val saw in the morning was Greg beside her holding a glass of water. She closed her eyes and complained about the light.

"I'm sorry, but your parents have already called a bunch of times."

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed as she sat up. "I'm going to be in so much trouble."

"Your friend Caitlin lives down the street. I've already text her and told her to say you spent the night there if anyone asks." Greg handed her the glass of water.

She drank the water while processing the information. "OK that helps."

"She said you can come over there to borrow some clothes and then I'll give you a ride to pick up your car."

At the mention of clothes Val became aware that she was naked and Greg had an unobstructed view of her breasts. She lifted the blanket to cover herself. The almost empty glass fell on the bed.

He smiled. "I'll go get your clothes." She watched him cross the room to a pile of clothes near the door. The only thing he wore was a sky blue pair of boxers. He was fitter than she expected, but didn't have the abs of the basketball players she was used to being with.

She grabbed the bra first. She sighed and dropped the blanket, giving him one last view of her breasts.

The dress went on next. Then she noticed a key aspect of the outfit was missing. "My underwear is missing. Can you find it while I call my parents?"

The underwear was missing, but at least her purse was there. She pulled out her phone and called her dad. He answered loudly and in Vietnamese. They had a lengthy back and forth where Caitlin was the only word Greg understood.

She took a deep breath after hanging up. "I think I'm not going to be grounded." She looked up at him. He was still wearing only boxers, just standing there looking at her while not holding anything for her. "Where's my underwear?"

He scratched behind his ear. "Yeah, sorry about that. They came off at a different time. It's all a haze now. Maybe they're somewhere in the bedsheets."

Val paused halfway through standing up. Her lower half was sore. She took a deep breath then straightened up.

She ripped the comforter off the bed. She shook the comforter but no clothing came dropping out. She inspected the bed, removed the sheets, but couldn't find her missing underwear. "You know you could help me look."

"The bed was my last guess."

"Look I'm not walking out of here in a dress with no underwear."

"Want to borrow one of mine?"

She cocked her head. "No."

"I mean my boxers are longer than the shorts you typically wear, but short enough to still be hidden by your dress."

"Isn't there a whole in the front of boy's boxers?"

"There's a button to keep it closed."

"I'm not wearing those."

He stared off the distance and smirked. "That's kind of hot actually."

"What's going on?"

He disappeared into his closet for a second. He returned holding small piece of fabric. It was shiny, mostly black but had small red diamonds all over it. "Your grade is like a 58. I'll raise you 15 points if you fuck me while wearing these"

She took the fabric from him. "You know you were a lot more romantic last night." She bent over to step into the boxers, but her ass was sore as she bent over. She fell back on the bed. While sitting it was easier to slide the silky boxers on. It felt good against her skin.

"Wearing only the boxers." He held out his hand for her.

"Is that so?" She grabbed his hand. It was large and strong. He helped her to her feet. Her body ached as she stood.

She stood face to face with him for less than a second when his hands slipped under her dress. Soon after that he was kissing her neck. She reached down and rubbed his cock through his boxers.

He kissed her on the lips. It was a big wet kiss but he held his tongue back. She kissed him back, pressing her face into his. Her hand moved off his crotch and to his side. His hands moved up, pushing her dress higher. She raised her arms for him and he removed her dress. The kiss broke to get the dress over her head.

The kissing resumed while he removed her bra. His hands fully encompassed her small breasts. He squeezed them and moved them in circles like he did with her ass last night. He pressed himself into her. She took a step back. He followed. Soon her back was against the wall.

He reached down and pulled his dick out over the waistband of his boxers. Then he fiddled with the button on the boxers she wore. Despite actively kissing him. Her legs shyly stayed closed while her ass tried to press through the wall.

Her button undone, his hand slid through the hole. His hand forced her legs apart. She stopped kissing him. She held her breath for a moment followed by long deep breaths, forcing herself to breath.

He nibbled on her ear while his fingers continued their work. Trapped between her waxed pussy and the silky boxers may have been the best place his hand had ever been.

His hand retreated out the hole in her boxers and wrapped around one of her hamstrings. He lifted that leg up. Her other leg was force to extend so that she was on her tiptoes. His dick lined up with the hole in her boxers. It pressed in and against her pussy. It poked at it a few times before he hand the angle right. She gasped as his dick entered her pussy.

He vigorously pounded her pussy. Every once and awhile she'd start to lose her balance and fall forward only for his body to slam her back into the wall. It was loud. The neighbors could probably hear the banging.

Greg stopped thrusting when his dick pulsated and pumped out his cum. His body pressed against her. Squeezed between the wall and his chest she had to force herself to take breaths. His dick inside her as far as it would go. His hand gripping her thigh so hard that it was red in spots.

They stood there for a moment breathing heavily. Slowly his grip on her thigh loosened. Slowly her leg lowered so that both feet could touch the ground. Finally he backed up so she could breath easily. She took a long deep breath. He gently laid her down on the bed. She laid there for a minute just regulating her breathing.

"That was intense," she finally said.

He smirked at her. "You're just so beautiful. You bring it out of me."

For the third time that weekend Val put the red dress back on. She texted Caitlin. "I heard you're expecting me."

"How was he?"

"We'll talk when I get there."

Val stopped Greg from putting on his shoes. "Caitlin will drive me to pick up my car."