The Vanilla Library

POOR LAILA

Laila squirmed beneath Mark's weight, her small frame pinned against the cold classroom desk. Her uniform skirt hiked up around her waist, exposing her pale thighs and the simple white panties now shoved aside. Mark's fingers plunged deep into her tight p***y, slick with her unwilling arousal, thrusting in and out with rough insistence. She bit her lip hard, stifling any sound, her cheeks burning crimson as tears welled in her wide eyes. She never spoke—never had, not even now, when her body betrayed her with soft, involuntary gasps.

Just minutes ago, she'd slipped into the empty classroom during recess, seeking quiet solitude. But the sight that greeted her froze her in place: Kaira on her knees, her rival's family enemy, lips wrapped around Mark's thick c**k. Kaira's head bobbed eagerly, slurping along his shaft, her hands gripping his thighs as she took him deep into her throat. Mark's hand tangled in her dark hair, guiding her rhythm, his groans low and commanding. Laila had meant to back away unseen, but the door creaked, and their heads snapped toward her.

They didn't panic. Mark's lips curled into a smirk, his c**k still glistening from Kaira's mouth as he tucked it away. Kaira rose slowly, wiping her lips with the back of her hand, her eyes narrowing at the shy girl. 'Look what we have here,' Kaira purred, her voice laced with amusement. They knew Laila's secret—her silence was her shield, her family's quiet disgrace that kept her voiceless in the face of bullies. She wouldn't tell. No one would believe her anyway.

Now, Mark's free hand clamped over Laila's mouth, muffling her whimpers as his fingers curled inside her, stroking that sensitive spot that made her hips buck against her will.

'Shh, little mouse,' he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

'You saw something you shouldn't have. Time to pay up.'

Kaira sauntered over, her blouse half-unbuttoned, revealing the swell of her breasts. She leaned in close, tracing a finger along Laila's trembling jaw. 'We've got a good thing going, Mark and I. Now your p***y's gonna make it even better.'

Kaira knelt beside them, her hand joining Mark's between Laila's legs. She spread the girl's folds wider, exposing her c**t, and pinched it lightly, drawing a muffled cry from Laila. Mark's fingers pumped faster, the wet sounds echoing in the empty room, while Kaira leaned down to lick along Laila's inner thigh, tasting the mix of fear and desire. Laila's body arched, resistant yet helpless, her hands pushing weakly at Mark's chest. But he only laughed, grinding his hardening c**k against her hip through his pants.

As they worked her together, something shifted between Mark and Kaira. Their eyes met over Laila's writhing form, a spark igniting not just the lust of their secret hookups, but a shared thrill in breaking this silent girl. Kaira's tongue flicked out, lapping at Laila's c**t while Mark's fingers scissored inside her, stretching her open. 'f**k, she's tight,' Mark growled, his voice rougher than usual, directed at Kaira with a heat that surprised even him. Kaira grinned up at him, her lips shiny. 'Wait till you feel her around your c**k. We'll ruin her for anyone else.'

Laila thrashed her head side to side, tears streaming down her face, but her p***y clenched around Mark's invading fingers, betraying her shame. Kaira sucked her c**t into her mouth, humming vibrations that made Laila's legs quake. Mark withdrew his fingers suddenly, slick and dripping, and shoved them into Laila's mouth under his palm, forcing her to taste herself. 'Suck them clean,' he ordered, though she only whimpered, her tongue darting out in timid obedience.

Emboldened, Kaira stood and stripped off her panties, climbing onto the desk to straddle Laila's face. 'Your turn to return the favor, mouse.' She lowered her wet p***y onto Laila's lips, grinding slowly. Laila hesitated, her breath coming in short pants, but Kaira's hands gripped her hair, pulling her in. Reluctantly, Laila's tongue touched Kaira's folds, lapping shyly as the older girl moaned above her.

Mark watched, his c**k throbbing painfully in his pants. He unzipped, freeing his length, and positioned himself between Laila's spread legs. With one hand, he rubbed the head along her soaked entrance, teasing. 'Beg for it,' he taunted, knowing she wouldn't. Instead, he thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in her virgin-tight heat. Laila cried out into Kaira's p***y, the vibration making Kaira gasp and rock faster.

Mark f****d her relentlessly, his hips slamming against hers, each stroke pulling whimpers from her muffled mouth. Kaira rode her face, her juices smearing across Laila's cheeks, while Mark reached up to grope Kaira's breasts, pinching her n*****s. Their eyes locked again, the enmity between their families dissolving in this twisted symphony of dominance. 'Harder,' Kaira breathed, not to Laila, but to Mark. He obliged, pounding deeper, his balls slapping against Laila's ass.

Laila's resistance waned under the assault, her body surrendering even as her mind recoiled. She licked Kaira more fervently, driven by the overwhelming sensations, while Mark's c**k stretched her wide, hitting spots that made stars burst behind her eyelids. Sweat slicked their skin, the classroom air thick with the scent of s*x.

As climax built, Mark pulled Kaira down for a fierce kiss, their tongues battling even as Laila shuddered beneath them, her own orgasm crashing unwillingly. She came hard around Mark's c**k, her walls milking him until he groaned and filled her with hot spurts of c*m. Kaira followed, grinding down as she flooded Laila's mouth.

They collapsed in a tangle, Mark still buried inside her, Kaira panting against Laila's neck. Laila lay still, exhausted and humiliated, her silence unbroken. But as Mark and Kaira shared a lingering look, hands entwined over her body, the spark between them grew. This wasn't just benefits anymore—it was something darker, deeper, with Laila as the unwilling glue.

Recess bell rang distantly, but they didn't move. Laila would suffer this again, her shyness no shield against their growing hunger.