**Title: “Too Dumb to Say No”**

I never expected it to go this far. But then again, I never expected to have Jenna Dawson bent over my desk after class, her tight little cheer skirt shoved up around her waist while I buried my cock in her dumb, willing pussy.

Jenna was the kind of girl who didn’t seem to understand what *no* meant—or maybe she just didn’t care. She was all giggles and vacant stares, the kind of airhead who’d follow you into the janitor’s closet if you smirked at her right. Today, she’d lingered after class, twirling her hair and asking me—*me* of all people—for “help” with the homework.

I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what she was really asking for.

“You don’t even *know* what the assignment was, do you?” I’d teased, walking up behind her where she leaned over my desk, pretending to flip through her notebook.

She’d blinked those big, clueless eyes at me and pouted. “I dunno… I just thought you could, like… explain it to me?”

I didn’t bother explaining shit. Instead, I’d grabbed her hips and shoved her forward, pressing her tits against the desk. She let out a startled little *”Oh!”* but didn’t resist, just giggled like it was all some silly game. My fingers dug into the waistband of her panties—pink, of course—and yanked them down just enough to expose her plump, smooth pussy.

“You’re such a stupid little slut,” I growled, unzipping my jeans. “You don’t even *get* what’s happening, do you?”

“I—I just wanted help—”

I silenced her with a rough slap to her ass, making her yelp. Then I shoved my cock between her thighs, rubbing against her wetness. She was already soaked, her pussy glistening, her breath coming in quick little gasps.

“I think you know *exactly* what you’re here for,” I muttered before driving into her.

Jenna moaned—not a protest, just a dazed, surprised sound—as my dick stretched her tight cunt. She was so fucking warm, so perfect, her walls clamping around me like she was made for this. I fucked her hard, slamming her hips against the desk, making her tits bounce under her uniform.

Then the door creaked open.

I didn’t stop. Neither did Jenna.

It was Mark and Chris, two guys from the team, their eyes widening before turning dark with hunger. Jenna turned her head, flushed and panting, her lips parted—but she didn’t tell them to leave. She just stared, dumb and pretty, as they stepped closer.

“Looks like the dumb bitch needs more *help*,” Mark chuckled, unbuckling his belt.

Chris grabbed Jenna’s hair, tilting her head back as he shoved his cock between her lips. She gagged at first, but then her tongue swirled around him, sucking like the eager little slut she was. Mark yanked her skirt up higher, spreading her ass cheeks, spitting on his fingers before pushing two inside her tight hole.

Jenna whimpered around Chris’s dick, her pussy clenching around me as Mark fingered her ass. She was shaking, drooling, her clit swollen and begging for more.

“Fuck, she’s *loving* this,” Chris groaned, thrusting deeper into her mouth.

And she was. Jenna’s eyes rolled back as I fucked her harder, her pussy gushing around my cock. Mark lined himself up and shoved into her ass in one brutal thrust, making her scream around Chris’s dick.

She came immediately, her whole body spasming, her pussy squeezing me so tight I almost lost it. But I held on, pounding her through it while Mark drilled her ass, his balls slapping against her. Chris pulled out of her throat just in time to shoot his load across her face, thick ropes of cum splashing over her cheeks and lips.

Jenna blinked up at him, cum dripping down her chin, her brain too empty to even process what had just happened.

Mark came next, grunting as he pumped her ass full. I followed right after, slamming deep and unloading inside her pussy, filling her up until it leaked down her trembling thighs.

When we finally pulled out, Jenna just slumped forward, panting, her skirt still hiked up, her holes gaping and used. She looked up at us with those big, stupid eyes, her lips curling into a lazy smile.

“Thanks for… helping me,” she mumbled.

I laughed, zipping up my jeans.

“Yeah, Jenna,” I said, patting her head. “Anytime.”