**Detention Turns Dirty**

I was the star quarterback, the guy everyone expected to have it all—cheerleaders, popularity, trophies. But none of that mattered when it came to *her*. Jessica, the quiet, curvy girl who sat at the back of my calculus class. The way her thick thighs pressed against her desk, the way her ass practically swallowed her chair every time she sat down—fuck, I couldn’t stop staring. She wasn’t one of the rail-thin girls who hung around the team. She was soft, round, deliciously thick in all the right places.

I’d been flirting with her for weeks, dropping cheesy lines just to see her blush. But today, when we both got detention—her for being late, me for skipping practice—I saw my chance.

The classroom was empty except for us. Mrs. Henderson had left to deal with some bullshit in the office, leaving us alone. Jessica was bent over her desk, scribbling in her notebook, her thick ass jiggling slightly as she shifted in her seat. My dick was already hard just watching her.

“You know,” I said, leaning against the desk beside hers, “I never noticed how good you looked from this angle.”

She looked up, cheeks flushed. “Shut up.” But she didn’t tell me to stop when I stepped behind her, pressing my hips into her ass.

“Fuck, Jess,” I groaned, grinding against her. “You feel that? You know what you do to me?”

She whimpered when I grabbed her hips, pulling her back against my dick. “We—we can’t, someone could walk in—”

“Then we better be quick.”

I spun her chair around and yanked her up, slamming her onto the desk. Her skirt rode up, revealing thick, creamy thighs and the soaked fabric of her panties. I hooked my fingers under the waistband and pulled them down, tossing them aside.

“Fuck, you’re already wet,” I growled, dragging my fingers through her pussy. She gasped, her hips jerking as I rubbed her clit.

“Please,” she moaned, squirming under my touch.

I unzipped my jeans, letting my cock spring free. I was already leaking, the tip slick with precum. I slapped it against her cunt, watching her shudder. “You want me to fuck this pretty pussy, Jess? Or do you want something dirtier?”

Her eyes went wide, but she didn’t say no.

I spit into my palm, then rubbed it over my shaft before pressing a finger against her asshole. She tensed, but I pushed in anyway, groaning at how tight she was.

“Relax,” I growled, working my finger in deeper. “Fuck, you’re so tight. You ever taken it back here before?”

She shook her head, biting her lip.

“Good. Then you’re mine first.”

I pulled my finger out and lined up my cock, pressing the head against her ass. She whined, gripping the edge of the desk as I pushed in, inch by inch. Her body fought me, but I didn’t stop until I was balls-deep inside her, her ass stretching around me.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I hissed. “You feel like a vice.”

She whimpered, her nails digging into the desk. I gave her a second to adjust before pulling out and slamming back in. She cried out, her whole body shaking.

“That’s it,” I grunted, gripping her hips as I pounded into her. “Take it, Jess. Take my fucking dick.”

Her ass was clenching around me, so tight I could barely think. I reached around and rubbed her clit, feeling her body tremble as she came.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, thrusting harder.

She gasped, her back arching as I slammed into her one last time, my cock pulsing as I filled her up.

When I pulled out, she collapsed onto the desk, panting. I tucked myself back into my jeans, smirking as I watched her try to catch her breath.

“Detention’s almost over,” I said, brushing my fingers over her reddened ass. “Better clean up before Henderson gets back.”

She looked up at me, her lips parted, her eyes dark. “You’re such an asshole.”

I grinned. “And you fucking love it.”