More Than Seven Minutes Of Heaven

Title: More Than Seven Minutes of Heaven

The school hallway was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the lockers. A group of mischievous teens huddled together, giggling and whispering. They had been planning this all week – a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven that would go down in Teen Erotica history.

It all started when Lily White and Sailor Moon decided to make the game more… intimate. Lily, a blonde-haired bombshell with a body to die for, sauntered over to the group. Her physics-defying miniskirt barely covered her ample ass, and her tight top left little to the imagination. “Hey girls,” she purred. “I have an idea to spice things up.”

Sailor Moon, a brunette temptress with a dangerous glint in her eye, smirked. “I’m listening, babe.” She adjusted her shorts, revealing a glimpse of her hairless pussy.

Lily leaned in close, her hot breath tickling Sailor Moon’s ear. “What if we make it crystalsnight?”

Sailor Moon raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Crystalsnight? Explain.”

“We spice up the game with a little… Foreplay. The catch is, only one couple gets to go all the way.” Lily’s tongue darted out to wet her lips.

Sailor Moon turned to the other girls, who were hanging on every word. “What do you say, ladies? Up for a little more than seven minutes of heaven?”

A chorus of enthusiastic yeses filled the air, fueling the sexual tension. Lily grinned, victory in her eyes. “Great. I call dibs on Wizard.” She winked at the tattooed punk, who grinned wolfishly in return.

The game began, each girl paired up with a boy. They disappeared into the janitor’s closet, the only room in the school that couldn’t be seen. The sound of heavy breathing and soft moans emanated from within.

Sailor Moon and Captain America locked eyes, their gazes smoldering with lust. They crashed together in a fiery kiss, their hands roaming hungrily over each other’s bodies. Captain America’s hand found its way under Sailor Moon’s short shorts, his fingers probing her slick folds.

Sailor Moon gasped, arching into his touch. She fumbled with his belt, tugging his pants down to reveal his throbbing erection. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking him to full hardness.

The pair of teens engaged in a frenzied make-out session, their tongues tangling and hands groping. Captain America pinned Sailor Moon against the wall, hiking her leg up to grant him better access.

“You want this cock, don’t you?” he growled, rubbing the head of his dick against her dripping pussy.

Sailor Moon bit her lip, nodding. “Yes… Give it to me. Fuck me hard and make me scream.”

Captain America didn’t hesitate. With one swift thrust, he buried himself balls-deep in Sailor Moon’s tight heat. She cried out, her nails raking down his back. He set a brutal pace, hammering into her again and again.

The closet became a symphony of debauched sounds – skin slapping against skin, the creaking of old hinges, and the shameless cries of pleasure.

Meanwhile, Wizard had Lily pressed against him, his hand roughly squeezing her tits. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” he panted between kisses. “I can’t wait to split you open on my cock.”

Lily rolled her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. “Then stop wasting time. Fuck me already.”

With a growl, Wizard ripped away her thong and hiked up her skirt. He slammed into her with no preamble, bottoming out in one stroke. Lily tossed her head back, crying out as he stretched her.

He didn’t give her any time to adjust. His hips were a blur, pistoning in and out of her slick channel. Lily wound her arms around his neck, clinging to him as he fucked her hard against the wall.

In the other corners of the closet, the other couples were engaged in their own erotic gymnastics. Bulma was bouncing on Vegeta’s cock, riding him reverse cowgirl style. Black Widow had Tony pinned to the wall, riding his dick in a cowgirl position.

The sounds of ecstasy reached a fever pitch as the teens ravished each other. Bodies moved in sinful contortions, sweat-slicked skin glistening in the dim light.

Sailor Moon could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching rhythmically around Captain America’s cock. “I’m gonna cum!” she screamed. “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!”

Captain America grunted, pounding into her with feral intensity. “I’m gonna fill this pussy… Fuck, take my load!”

They both reached their peak at the same time, climaxing in a blaze of passion. Jupiter and Goku were the next to finish, followed quickly by Kirito and Asuna.

One by one, the couples stumbled out of the closet, their bodies humming with satisfaction. Lily and Wizard emerged last, both of them wearing smug grins.

As they all regrouped in the hallway, Black Widow stepped forward to speak for the group. “That was… Intense. But not nearly as intense as I hoped.”

She turned to Sailor Moon, a wicked gleam in her eye. “I call a round two. This time, we go all the way.”

A chorus of cheers and applause erupted from the group. The teens exchanged heated glances, ready to indulge in more forbidden delights.

Sailor Moon grinned, already feeling the familiar ache of arousal. “Alright, ladies. Let’s crank this up to eleven.”

The game of More Than Seven Minutes of Heaven continued, the teens leaving a trail of satisfied moans and discarded clothing in their wake. They would emerge victorious in their pursuit of pleasure, their secret rendezvous forever etched in the annals of Teen Erotica.