Time for School Ch. 02

She trembled and jerked hard as she climaxed more intensely than the first time; letting out a long, loud sigh of satisfaction as she came down from her high.


Watching Jennifer orgasm beneath me was the final bit of excitement I could handle. There was no holding myself back, I absolutely needed to cum—and she knew it when I began to thrust harder, my voice hitting a higher pitch.


"Don't you... c-cum inside me!!" she exclaimed, still reeling from her orgasm. "I swear to g-god, I will fucking k-kill you!" There was no way I could ignore a request from her when her voice got all angry like that.


I couldn't hold back a fraction of a second longer, and I quickly pulled out of her, grabbing hold of my cum-soaked cock just as I erupted onto the tile as she did. I panted and groaned sharply, my body shuddering hard as I milked the rest out of me. My entire body throbbed with hot pleasure, releasing a torrent of white spurts that amalgamated into the most intense climax I'd ever had.




Once I'd finished, I rested my forearms on the floor beside her. We both rested and caught our breath as the reality of what we did began to settle in.


I had no idea where all that sexual ability and confidence that surged through me had come from—but I liked it a lot.


I opened my eyes and she opened hers. The two of us stared at each other for just a moment. Our breathing had relaxed, though neither of us said a word. Then, we suddenly broke out a couple of big grins and shared a brief laugh together.




"Ohh, my god...," I breathed. "I can't believe that just happened."


She humphed as she gripped my shoulders tighter, causing me to wince a bit. "How do you think I feel?"


"I imagine you feel pretty good right now, actually," I said with a sly grin. She shook her head and sighed.


"I hate you so much..." she remarked as she leaned in for a kiss.


"Of course you do," I sarcastically replied before our lips mingled for just a moment. I then added, "You still have such beautiful eyes."


"Thanks," she quietly replied. "Now, maybe we should get dressed?"


"You got it," I said, getting to my feet and then offered my hand to her. She smirked and took my hand, allowing me to help her to her feet.




We then sorted through our fallen clothes, getting her to laugh again as we picked up each others' garments and threw them at each other. As we dressed ourselves, I couldn't help but feel so much closer to her after such an incredible experience.


Once we were dressed, and she had put on her shoes again, she looked around as though searching for something.


"What is it?" I asked.


"We need some paper towels or something," she said, walking over to the teacher's desk, "to clean all that up," she said as she pointed at the floor.


"Oh yeah," I remarked. I was just glad she was smarter than I was. She went for a small stack of paper towels on the desk, used for cleaning up any messes from biology experiments. I felt that our situation fit perfectly into that category.


I walked over to Jennifer when it became obvious she couldn't pick them up due to them being time-frozen.


"God, that's annoying," she remarked. "Can't wait to get back to normal life after this bullshit."


I chuckled and touched the paper towels, making the entire stack tangible again. She smirked, impressed by the trick. She quickly picked off a few of them and went over to drop them on the floor and clean up the mess using her feet.




I approached her as she began to speak. "You know, you actually are really cute."


"Oh yeah?" I asked with a grin.


"Your appearance is just... disarming. You seem like a sweet guy to talk to, but sometimes you can be a real dick to deal with." I sighed quietly with a smile upon my face and nodded.


"I feel like this is as good a time as any to apologize," I said. She curiously raised her eyebrows as she turned to me. "I know that I can really... you know, piss you off at times. Doing that doesn't exactly make me the smartest guy around, but... I really respect you Jennifer. You've got loads of personality and you're way cooler than most of the other girls in school."


"Well, thanks," she replied with a smile before focusing back on cleaning up. "It's actually pretty cool of you to admit that."


I grinned as I clapped my hands and rubbed them together. "Awesome. So that means we're cool now, right?"


She gave me an amused chuckle. "Maybe we are," she remarked. "I feel like I understand you a hell of a lot better than I ever did before."


I was more than okay with that response.




I sighed in content. "That was so... crazy awesome, amazing, I... I don't even know how to explain it." She chuckled in amusement. "That was one hell of a first time."


Her head suddenly lifted from the ground and toward me. "... First time?" she asked with a confused scoff. "What are you talking about?


I looked her dead in the eyes and said, "That was... my first time, ya know, 'doing it?' Having sex? That thing we just did together?"


She was dumbfounded. "Are you–yeah, right."


"No, I'm serious!" I replied with a laugh. "That was really my first time."


She shook her head in disbelief. "Wow, damn... you're pretty good." I was elated to hear her say that. I grinned as I grabbed a couple more paper towels and went over to help her clean up just the same as she was. "I bet with a little experience, you could be an amazing lover. Part of that, though, is to treat girls like actual people instead of things to piss off, and if you just learn how to talk to girls like a normal person then you wouldn't believe how far you'd get. I mean, I just went all the way with you."


"Well, yeah," I looked up from cleaning the floor as I replied with a sly smile, "that's because of how charming and irresistible I am." Jennifer laughed as she picked up the paper towels at her feet, walking over to the nearby trash bin and throwing them away.


"You have a little bit of that," she replied with a smirk of her own. "Always compliment girls—not just on how they look, but on who they are as well. You need to just man up, be confident, and go in for the kill."


I picked up the paper towels at my feet and threw them away as well. "You make it sound like a nature show."


"Well, we are nothin' but mammals, right?" she asked with a chuckle. "Just remember that girls can't resist a good distraction from the drama of their relationship. Even if they're in a good place with their man, there's no reason they wouldn't want to spice things up a bit. All you need to do is be fluent in flirting."


"Sounds simple enough," I replied before adding, "... I think."




The two of us stood there for a moment and it allowed me to really take the time to admire her. She was so incredible, so smart, so sexy, so pleasant. In a word, she was awesome. All I wanted to do at that moment was be right there with her.


"I have to say...," I remarked, "you're actually pretty awesome to talk to – like a 'normal person,' anyway."


"So are you," she replied. "I'm glad I got to see this side of you. You're pretty cool when you can just relax and be yourself."


I then acted on the compulsion to throw my arms outward, causing Jennifer to snicker and walk toward me. I welcomed her into my arms and me into hers. We sighed almost in unison as we shared a few moments of tranquility in each others' embrace. It felt like the most perfect way to cap off my first time with a girl.




She then broke the silence. "I don't want this to change things between us," she admitted. "You were right earlier. I actually do kind of... enjoy... having you bother me. It just feels like the norm."


"Well, if that's the case," I replied, "I can't wait to go back to pissing you off and ruining your day."


"Neither can I," she replied as she pulled away enough to look into my eyes. "I don't want you to ever change who you are, got it?"


"You're very persuasive," I remarked, causing her to grin. "I got it."


"Good," she said as she rubbed my back. She then a brief look around the room. "Now, maybe we could finally get back to real life?"


"Sounds like a good idea."


The two of us then parted ways and I followed her down the aisle, both of us slipping back into our assigned seats.




She quickly pulled out a hairbrush from her backpack and took a brief moment to straighten her hair with it. She then put it away before picking up her pencil from the table. She adjusted herself back into her position before she realized time had frozen and waited for me. I looked back at her one more time. She looked up at me and smiled.


"Whenever you're ready," she said.


I smiled to her before turning back to my work. I took hold of my pencil and sighed in content. I didn't feel disappointed at all that we had to go back to our boring, old classwork—not after the amazing, satisfying experience we shared. I blinked my eyes and our ears were immediately greeted with the familiar sounds of pencils scratching against papers. It was nostalgic, enough to make Jennifer chuckle.


"Shh," someone nearby shushed her.


"You 'shh,'" she shot back.




I smiled to myself as I focused on my work for once. It was far less exciting than sex, but I was still on cloud nine. I had the fortune of enjoying my first time having sex with a gorgeous girl that I'd only dreamed about having, and I knew I would always keep that experience close to me. Yeah, it kind of sappy bullshit, but I couldn't help feeling pretty sappy after bonding with her on a much deeper, emotional level than I could've ever imagined.


I was elated to get to connect with her deeper. A fantasy about having sex with her is just sex—getting to know her for who she is was so much more personal. She showed me such different facets of her personality that I'd never seen before. That, and the chat we had, really gave me new perspective on the opposite sex. I was beyond satisfied both in body and mind.


That being said, though, it didn't take the cheeky jerk out of me. I brought my pencil back and sneakily pressed the eraser against her knee until she kicked me away.


"Stop it," she whispered, drawing an amused snicker out of me. Things were finally good between us. I hoped it would always remain that way.




I was surprisingly engrossed in my work. So much so that when the bell rang for lunch, it caught me completely off-guard. I started to pack away all of my belongings into my backpack. As I was doing so, I felt a hand brush my arm and quickly looked up to see Jennifer casually smile down at me before walking off with the other students.


I sighed dreamily, staring at her like a mindless goof and then zipped up my bag before leaving it at the table.


I departed class feeling incredibly refreshed. Life was absolutely amazing—I felt like I was on top of the world. Between this new, amazing power to freeze time and the mind-blowing sex with Jennifer, I was like a whole new person.


I didn't care how clogged the mass of students was or whose nasty body odor smacked my nose like a pungent demon. For once I didn't feel like I was just another face in the crowd walking around like a mindless zombie. I felt really confident without having an unwarranted sense of cockiness. I was just... happy, euphoric; like I was in a good place in my life. Being able to go all the way with Jennifer, of all people, made me feel like anything was possible.




I headed to lunch to grab my usual cafeteria food. Say what you will about school lunches, but I loved the hell out of them. People knock on cafeteria food all the time and swear it's the worst thing they've ever eaten. All that meant was more food for me, bitches.


With my tray of a chicken patty sandwich and fries, I headed for my usual seat at the far end of the cafeteria with the same group of friends I'd talked to that morning.


"Hey, guys," I greeted them as I sat down.


"Hey, man," Frank spoke up, the others following suit with their own greetings. Frank then continued on with a story he was telling while I bit into my burger.


"So I told the guy, 'Hey man, get out of my seat.' Then all of a sudden, the teacher just yells as loud as he can, 'Both of you sit your asses down!'" We all chuckled at varying levels in response. "The whole class was trying not to laugh. Oh man, it was great."


Josh then turned his attention to me. "How's your day going, Anthony?"


"Wow, you–" I stopped myself as I was about to blurt out what happened between Jennifer and myself. I quickly realized keeping it a secret was in my best interest. After all, how would they even believe me?




I changed demeanor as I eased back in my seat, relaxed, my voice remaining optimistic. "It was pretty good, actually," I said.


"Oh yeah?" the sole female member of our small group spoke. "That's a change from the usual 'eh, nuthin'...'"


"You're adorable, Nora," I replied with an amused smirk. "Never, ever change."


"Well, thank you," she said. "I try my best."


She gave me this delightfully playful grin that I couldn't help but chuckle at. Nora was cute, but she was super geeky. I wasn't really into her, but being a teenager with teenager hormones I still fantasized at least once about every girl at school. Yes, even her.




The entirety of our lunch together was spent talking about the stuff we usually talk about: video games, anime, the meager goings-on of the internet back then. As we talked I started to notice my new, calmer demeanor became more and more noticeable. I was far more relaxed and laid back as compared to my usual jolly, excitable self.


It got to the point where someone had to address the elephant in the room.


"Are you feeling okay, Anthony?" Nora curiously asked. "You seem... different."


I was taken aback, although pleasantly so. "Different in a bad way?"


"No," she replied, showing some intrigue, "it's interesting."


That's when the fifth and final member of our group, Brandon, spoke up. "Anthony's just becoming a brother like us," he said, referencing the fact that the other three boys in our group were black whereas Nora and I were not.


"Oh, shut up," she replied, reaching behind Frank to playfully shove his arm.


"Next thing you know," Brandon went on, "boy's gonna be six-foot-two, two-twenty-five and totally ripped from head to toe." We all shared a laugh.


"I'll believe that when I see it," Frank remarked.


"Same," Nora added with a grin as she looked over at me. I couldn't help but get the sense that she was really getting into me. That, or she was just messing with me like she usually did.




Then, Josh looked down at his wristwatch. "Looks like lunch is over in a couple minutes."


"Aw, damn," Brandon remarked as we all began to get up from the table.


"Well guys," Frank spoke up, "see you tomorrow if we don't meet up after school?"


Nora slung her little insulated lunch bag over her shoulder. "Yeah, I gotta get some serious studying done so I'll see you guys tomorrow."


"Cool," Brandon said before sarcastically adding, "guess I'll just walk home alone again." The others snickered as Nora playfully shoved him again.


I figured it was time for me to take my leave. "See ya, guys," I said.


"Later, Anthony," Frank said as he and the others went one way and I went off on my own.




Though they were my tightest clique of friends at school, I'd only known Frank and Josh for a couple years when I met them in middle school. Nora followed sometime after when she just sort of appeared as one of Frank's friends. As for Brandon, I only met him at the beginning of the school year after being introduced by Frank. They all seemed to know each other far more than I knew any of them, but I was fine with that.


After heading back to class and subsequently bothering Jennifer several times, I reflected for a moment on Nora. She was a pretty mysterious girl, but not very full of surprises. From what I knew, she apparently had a boyfriend but I never pried enough to get the whole story since I didn't really care.




Before I knew it, Biology was over and it was time to move onto my last class for the day: English. I remembered Jennifer saying she didn't want me to change for anything, I couldn't help but remember how intrigued Nora was by my new demeanor. Was it too far-fetched to think that I hadn't actually changed; that perhaps my 'new' demeanor was actually me all along?


I spent the rest of my day keeping myself interested in my English work instead of being bored to tears by it and just having laid back conversation with my classmates. Given the great mood I was in, I had to admit I was having more fun in that one day at school than I had the entire year.


People had begun to take notice of my new persona and were just starting to warm up to me more than ever before. I felt so on top of the world that nothing could possibly knock me down.




I was almost disappointed when the final bell rang and school was done for the day. I slung my backpack over my shoulders and departed from English class, which was unfortunately on the second floor. It was going to take ages to get outside with the overwhelming rush of students psyched that school was over. I then smirked and hummed thoughtfully before blinking and causing time to freeze.


"V.I.P. coming through!" I remarked with a laugh as I dashed past everyone's immobile bodies and headed down the stairs.


Once I reached the first floor, I suddenly heard an odd whispering in my ear. I idly rubbed my ear for a moment to get rid of the weird noise, chalking it up to nothing. I then made it to the front of the herd, let myself out the door to the bus stop and resumed time. The rest of the students all started pouring out of the doors behind me, no one the wiser as I was the first one onto my bus. I took my usual seat towards the back and settled in with a relaxed sigh.




As the bus carried us home, I idly watched the sights go by with a content smile on my face. I gazed up at some birds going by, and resumed my little game I'd played earlier that morning by freezing them and un-freezing them continuously. But then I wondered what would happen if I'd just kept those birds frozen in the air forever. What would people think? Would the police come to investigate? Then the government shows up to analyze it?


Luckily enough, I wasn't a terribly reckless guy like that. I was always thinking a step ahead, weighing the consequences of my actions before I followed through with anything. I wasn't going to do something stupid like freeze a guy walking down the street and keep him that way forever. What would that accomplish for me? Wow, funny joke? All it would do is put people into a panic. Word gets out, suddenly it's on the news all across the country, all across the world. And then, when I try to freeze time for myself and anyone else ever again, it's only going to make them freak out.


The possibilities for what I could do with this power were too enormous for me to blow it on childish pranks.


The bus dropped us off at the same spot it picked us up earlier that morning. I headed across the street and back home—a standard high-rise building near the beach. The sidewalk was now bustling with people in their swimsuits and old people with their walkers.


I was still all smiles as I was buzzed into the front door of the lobby. As I waited for the elevator, a familiar face caught up to me from the bus stop and waited nearby with me. It was Sofia, one of the girls from my Biology class.