I pointed the head of my hard cock between his cheeks and felt that he had lubed up his hole with a thick, slippery jelly. I wanted me to fuck him and...had even planned it out. My cock pulsed and throbbed as I moved it along his opening and lubed it up. I had never fucked a guy before, or a girl for that matter, but found it to be natural and instinctual. I held his cheeks apart and he pulled his legs up. While both of us on our sides, I held my cock at the base and pushed it into his hole. An. “At your service.”His gaze runs from my head to my toes and halts at my breasts yet again.“Oh,” is his turn to say.“I hope you’re not disappointed. Why did you need to see me? Unless you know shorthand, we’re not hiring.”“Err… this is a school, isn’t it?”“Of course.”“I’m one of your students.”An uncontrolled laugh escapes my throat. This person must be pulling my leg.“You can’t be!” I say. As he frowns, I go on: “This is a girls' school.”He whitens ever-so-slightly.“But it’s not possible! I. "Trouble?" he asked."Try and catch him!" she yelled back. "I'll try and keep up."Josh was unaware of the drama taking place what was now a couple miles or more behind him, but nobody, least of all him, knew how far in the lead he was. What he suspected was that Tiffany was pulling the trick on him that he'd hoped to pull on her -- hanging back, just on the edge of being in contact, letting him wear his team out, then planning on a drag race up the grade. He kept checking six, but there wasn't. After getting comfortable in her seat again, I couldn’t control myself anymore and wanted to seduce and flirt with her.Me: You know my brother is a very lucky guy. He got to marry such a beautiful girl like you.Sravya: Haha, thanks Kartik. But you can stop making fun of me.Me: No, seriously. I mean it. You are very pretty.Sravya: Oh. Thank you. But what’s the use. You think Deepa is prettier than me, right?Me: Haha. No. I think you are much, much prettier than Deepa.Sravya: Don’t lie. Is that.