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Going to School part 3
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Going to School part 3 I crawl into bed, and lay there awake wondering, and thinking. The tattoo itches, but I can't scratch it. I do like it, but I wished it was smaller. Too late now. The next thing I know my alarm is going off, and the sun is shining in my window. I am still tired so I'm not moving very quick. I drag myself to the shower, and it helps to wake me. I don't even wrap the towel around me as I walk back to my room, and a few other dorm mates get a morning view of a full moon. I pick out a slinky red dress. The neckline plunges down below my navel, the back is entirely cut out, and the sides are all lace about a foot wide. There are slits on both sides at the hips that go up to the middle of my sides, and are held together with thin strips of lace every foot or so apart. I slip on my red mesh thong, and my res pumps. I do my hair and make up primping and preening just because I want to. I grab my books, and head to class a bit early. All of my instructors comment on how nice I look. Even the female ones. I swing my the cafeteria for a quick lunch, and feel the eyes watching me. Most don't even try to look away when I look at them. I smile feeling sexy. Oddly there are no comments, wolf whistles, or gratuitous grabs so far today. I feel good about that. I get to Prof's class a bit early to find him sitting at his desk already. He looks up at me, and smiles the biggest smile I've seen from him yet. I sit in my chair, and get my things ready for class. He finishes what he is doing before walking up to me. "I have to say that you look very nice today. Sexy yet elegant. Slutty, but in a classy way." "Thank you sir." I say blushing. "You look almost as good like this as you do naked. Though I still prefer you naked." "I like naked too, but I don't want to get arrested." "After class I want some pictures of you again." "Okay, but not too many. I have to go get my car from the mechanic." Then the bell rings interrupting our chat. He begins class, and goes on giving his normal instruction through the dismissal bell. Then ten minutes after the bell her dismisses the class. I walk over locking the door. He has the camera out, and is snapping pictures before I even turn around. "I love the way that dress hugs your ass and chest. Then there's the lace showing off the string of your underwear, and revealing your lack of brassier. So sexy." I let him pose me, and am surprised by the fact that he's not asking for more explicit pictures. Sure he got a few upskirt shots, and open leg shots, but he never asked for me to move my underwear to show off my crotch. I look at the clock informing him that I need to go. "Before you go. I have to ask. What's the mark on your pussy? I can't really see under your dress." I lift my dress, and pull down the front of my thong showing him my tattoo. "It's nice. Different. But why?" "I had to. That's all there is to it." "I hope your husband likes it." I didn't need to hear that. I was getting so horny posing too. I grab my things, and exit the room silently. I drop my stuff off at my room, and meet Sam at the door. She's my ride since it's hard to walk that far in heels. "Holy shit girl! You look amazing!" She says kissing me. I smile, and she drives to the service station. Her car chugs and rattles as she turns it off, and we hear something clunk as the car shuts off. "That didn't sound good." I say. She agrees, and we go inside. We are the only people in the waiting area, and the place looks dirty and greasy. an old man in his fifties comes walking in dress in blue overalls. The name badge says Jim. He asks my name, and then he pulls out the paperwork from a slot behind the only register. "Looks like you're ready to go, and everything is all paid up sweetie." He sets the keys on the counter handing me the paperwork that I need to sign. "My friends car just made a weird noise when she shut it off just a second ago. Would you have a second to check it out?" I ask as I sign. "Sure. We'll get you all squared away, and then I'll go take a look." He hands me my copies, and I take my keys with them before leading him to Sam's car. She hands him the keys. He starts it, and it sounds fine until he shuts it off. Then it rattles for a bit before it stops. He opens the hood, and looks it over good. "Looks like you need some exhaust wok, and your carburetor needs some loving." He says to her. "Two hundred dollars, and I can have it done in a few days. "I don't have a few days. I need my car tomorrow." She sighs. "Well I can't rightly push all the people ahead of you to the side can I? I can get to it just as soon as I finish the brakes and tires on that SUV over there." "Can I drive it like it is?" "You can, but it may make the problem worse, and then it'll add to the cost. Right now it's just a quick repair and a pipe replacement. If the carb goes you're looking at about three hundred just for the carburetor." "So how quick are we talking?" I ask. "If everything goes right I can have it done in about an hour." "Is there any way that we can get you to get it done before the SUV? Since the owner isn't here, and we are. You did say that it's only about an hour I doubt the owner would even notice. Can you help out a damsel in distress?" Sam says. "I don't see any damsels in distress here, but I suppose for the right incentive I can stay after closing to get it done." "Incentive?" She asks. "Yes, incentive. Use your imagination, and make doing this worth my while." "Anything you want. Just name it." She quickly concedes. "Well as much as I like redheads you look a bit worse for wear, if you know what I mean. But you do have a pretty face, and nice tits." She opens her shirt letting her ample breasts flop free of the fabric. "I'm yours then. Just fix my car." "Those are some nice titties, but I don't think I could do anything with a girl as young as my grand . Now your friend there. She's definitely one fine looking momma with her big mommy ass, and sweet mommy chest." She looks at me with a pleading look. "Fix the car, and we'll see what happens." I sigh. He drives it into the service area, and opens the hood. I follow him in while Sam waits in the waiting area. I sit on the floor in front of her car with my back to the bumper, and I pull his dick out as he leans over me to work on the engine. His cock tastes like sweat, but I suck it anyway. His hips push it into my mouth as it grows until he's fully erect. He fiddles and fucks for a while before he lays down crawling under the car on his back. I lift my dress, and pull my thong off before straddling him. I lift his cock sliding it into my wet vagina, ad I ride him as he works under her car. I use the side of the car for leverage as I bounce my way to an orgasm. Just as it takes me I feel him inside of me throbbing. My insides warm as he meets my orgasm with his. I feel my vagina squeezing his shaft as I quiver on him. For a few wonderful minutes I am in heaven. Then It begins to subside, and is eventually gone leaving me panting. I stand up pulling his dick out of me, and feel his cum begin to leak out. I grab my underwear, and slide them on after using a towel that was laying there to wipe my crotch with. He crawls out from under her car, and says that he's done smiling a huge grin. "That was one quick hour." I said. "Well, I was motivated to concentrate on my work for some reason." We walk to the counter where he rings her up charging her one hundred dollars for the repairs. "I think it should be free since I already paid you in trade." I admit. "I still have to make ends meet too." He says. "Besides, I'm charging her half price." She pays him, and we walk to the door. I tell Sam that we should give him something to think about. She agreed, and we both turned back to him smiling. "Hey Jim." Sam says. "What do you think of these?" We both open our tops, and show him our breasts at the same time. "Very nice." He says. "Then you'll really like this." I say as I grab Sam around the waist pulling her close, and kissing her passionately. We kiss for a minutes or so before smiling at him as he stands there awed. Then we put our tops back in place, and walk out. I follow Sam to a local restaurant where we dine in a dim romantic atmosphere. After we go to her place where we cuddle for a while in the living area while watching TV. Chris shows up, and sits by us watching the TV too. "Hey Chris." Sam says. "Since you like making movies so much, and you've already made a movie of us once, What would you say to making another one?" I look at her in surprise. Being filmed was always my fantasy. "I'd love to. When?" "Whenever my sweetie can do it." I smile saying, "Whenever you'd like." "Let's go back to your place then." She says. We are in my room in less than a half hour, and she tells me to get the dildo I got from the tattooist. I hand it to her, and she tosses it onto the bed. Chris is set up in minutes. My room bright with the lights once more, and Sam is standing in front of me with a wild lustful look in her eyes. "I love you." She whispers. The she grabs the sides of my head pulling me in for a kiss. Her tongue arts into my mouth, and I feel myself give in to her advances in a heartbeat. I feel my clothes falling as fast as my vagina is moistening. Her hands are all over me just as her mouth is kissing, sucking, and biting on my neck and shoulders. She moves so slow and deliberate. It drives me wild. I moan and rock wanting her more and more with every touch. Every breath. "I want you." I moan. "I want you now." "Patience my sweet. Patience." She whispers in my ear as she nibbles on my earlobe. It sends shivers up my spine, and amplifies feeling her against me. Her kisses move down teasing my breasts and her tongue circles my nipples frustrating me. "Please. I need you. Please fuck me." I begin to beg. "Patience. Then you can show me just how much you want me." Her soft lips rub down my stomach, and over the front of my right leg to my knees as I try to remain standing while my legs turn to jello. Then she kisses back up the left leg. I feel my legs open as she kisses near my pubic are in the hopes of pleasure. She kisses all the way back up to my lips, and then we kiss for a while longer. Her hands touch and tease me. Never touching my nipples or crotch, but coming close enough to make me gasp with anticipation. I feel my anticipation as it runs down my legs, and see Chris making sure to capture it on video. "Please." I beg. "I need you right now. I want you so bad. Fuck me my love. Please." "Do you really love me?" She asks kissing my neck. "God yes!" "Am I that important to you?" "You're my everything." I moan. Her kisses and nibbles move across my shoulder and back to my earlobes. "Then prove it. Tell me what you are while you're here." "I'm your lover. Your friend. Your slut to use as you want." "That's what I was thinking. What would you do for me?" She asks running her finger tips so close to my clitoris that I gasp losing my breath. "I'll do anything you want, anything." "Good. Now you are going to have to prove it." She walks to her purse, and digs out a small bottle. Showing it to me and the camera I see that it's pepper sauce made with Habeneros. She sets it on the table, and picks up the dildo setting it beside the bottle. "You know what I want you to do. So do it." She commands. I reluctantly pick up the bottle, and push it into my vagina. It feels so good, but the pleasure is short lived when she yanks it out. She shoves it into my mouth making me lick my juices from it. "Try again. Last attempt to get it right or I'll walk out and never return." I take the spit covered bottle, and open it dumping half of the contents into the balls of the dildo. She then tops it off with water to dilute the sauce. I sit on my chair leaning way back, an I slide the rubber dick into my pussy. I moan with absolute delight as it fills me good. I fuck myself with it as I watch Sam who is sitting between my open legs watching. She eventually grabs the dildo, and fucks me with it hard. It on;y takes me a few moments before I am on the edge of climax. I feel my hips raise my ass up off the chair as my body tenses. Then I feel the dildo squirting into me deep. In a few seconds my insides begin to burn. In less than a minute it feels like my vagina is on fire. She empties the balls into my, and the pain makes my orgasm go a long ways away. the mood is only that of pain now. The burning is immense. I want to cut my crotch out just to stop the pain. All I can do is hold my pussy hoping that it'll wane. I curl up, and fall to the floor. I feel my bladder give, and I feel my pee as it squirts out against my calves. "Do you love me?" She asks. "Yes." "Even after I do something like this?" "I deserve this. I love you even more for it." "I love you too." She says kissing my tear covered cheek. She watches me wiggle and writhe for a while before using a bottle to flush out my vaginal canal. Eventually the burning slows, and I'm able to relax more. I wipe my tears, and see Sam wearing her strap on dick, but it has a regular size purple dick attached. She rolls me onto my back. I open my legs. "You poor pussy looks so red. Just try to enjoy this. I know I will." She fiddles with the dick, and I hear it begin to buzz. Then she sinks it into my sore vagina. I moan as my irritated vaginal walls are opened by the fake dick. Then buzzing vibrations feel deep inside of me as her hips push against me. It feels so strange. And so good. She lays on top of me, and I feel her warm soft breasts press against mine. Her nipples poking into my chest ever so gently. Her arm wrap around me, and she holds me close kissing me as she fucks me. In seconds I am ready to be taken again. My legs spread wide, and raised high in the air she takes me. I moan and writhe under her with more and more need. In about five minutes I am a ball of orgasmic goo at her mercy. She pumps in and out of me as I shake a wiggle with every wave of pleasure. Just as I begin to come down I feel her stop and begin to shake. Her breath is taken away as a look of pleasure comes over her. I feel the dick pulling in and out of me rapidly as her body shakes in orgasm. I watch her as my own orgasm recedes. She finishes quick, and then stands up telling Chris to stop filming. I watch her as she takes the strap on off with her cute round ass facing me as I lay there. Chris shuts everything down, and hands Sam the disk. "Send us both a copy." She tells him. He smiles as he walks out the door taking the film equipment with him. I sit on the edge of the bed while Sam gets dressed. After she finishes she stands in front of me. "Thanks for helping me out today. It means a lot." "I told you that I'd do anything for you." "I love you babe." She says kissing me. "But I have to go." "See you later then." I say seeing her to the door. I watch as she walks down the hall, and then disappears into the elevator. I turn to see about five first years looking at me standing there stark naked. I blow then a kiss as I shut the door behind myself. Then I lay in my bed for a few minutes feeling the slight burning yet inside of me. I doze off for a few minutes before startling awake when I remember to get my homework done. I hurry through it, and then return to bed falling asleep in record time. I awake to my alarm, and look out only to see the snow falling in large flakes. I crack the window to feel the cold breeze blow into my room. I cancel wearing heels for today. I dig through my closet, and find a thicker black blouse with sleeves. The sleeves are lace with cut outs along with an open front, but it's better than nothing. I find some light gray stretch pants that hug my big ass, and force my way into them. I decide to forgo any underwear since the pantie lines would be plainly visible. I slip on my black flats, and look in the mirror. I put my hair in a pony tail looking myself over. I look good, I think. My boobs are just about to fall out, but I'm sure they won't. I shake a bit making sure before I walk to class. The cold snow falling one me chills me, and I regret not wearing a bra. By the time I make it to my last class I am ready to cuddle up inside a fire. Prof walks in looking right at me as usual. I sit with my arms and legs crossed trying to stay warm as he lectures. About halfway through I have to pee real bad, and being cold is making it almost impossible to hold it. I raise my hand asking to be excused for a minute to go to the bathroom. He laughs refusing me permission. I wait for a bit before the pangs again become too much. I ask again, and he refuses again. "Come here Michele." He says calling me to the front of the class. "You keep interrupting me because you didn't think ahead, and I find it very rude and disrespectful. Now you can stand here in front of everyone so they can see what being rude and disrespectful gets a person in my class. I expected more out of you too." "Sorry sir." I whimper trying my damnedest to hold in my pee. I watch the clock, and hope I can make the half hour left. I fidget, and squeeze my legs together holding the best I can. After about ten minutes I feel a little squirt leak out before I cut it off. I feel my crotch warm slightly. I clench my muscles as hard as I can. five minutes later another small squirt leaks out giving me the same warm feeling in my crotch. "The bitch is pissing herself." One of the boys calls out from right in front of me. I look down to see the crotch of my pants has a dark gray wet spot contrasting the light gray color. "She was doing so good until now." Prof says. He walks up to me, and asks if I'm sorry for being disrespectful and rude. I say that I am, and ask to be excused again. "That sounds to me like a hollow apology in order for you to get what you want. The answer remains the same." "Please. I can't hold it much longer, and I don't want to have an accident all over the floor in front of everyone." "Thinking ahead. It means that you wouldn't be standing here right now. The janitor's will clean any mess you may leave. The embarrassment will remind you to be respectful." He stands behind me, and I hear him moving things around on his desk as I watch the class. a few have their phones out recording me. Looking at the clock I see that there's only ten minutes left until the bell. Then I remember that he usually keeps us later. I clench hard and move my legs trying to subdue the urge to let loose. Then I hear water trickling behind me. It's pure torture. I turn to see that he has set up a waterfall fountain right behind me. "The human body is an amazing thing. When you feel the urge to go you really can hold it for much longer, but your bodies are built to expunge the waste quickly to keep from being injured by it. Drinking water helps to evacuate many impurities through out urine, and that's why we urinate. So that means you need to drink. There's a water bottle right behind you Michele. Drink it. We don't want you getting sick." "No thanks." I say clenching my legs together. "Show some respect, and take what is offered you." I reach back, and open the bottle. I drink it down fast hoping to hear him let me go to the bathroom. All that happens is I feel the need to go even more as my belly fills with water. He steps beside me, and turns to the class. "I think that we are going to just sit here until Michele learns respect. So if any of you have plans you may want to think about changing them." I hear the release bell sound followed by my classmates groans. I fight the urge to urinate so hard, but another small squirt leaks out. If feel it tickle and warm the inside of my leg. Prof looks when another boy yells out that I dribbled again. I feel a chill come over me as the pee cools my crotch. He hands me another water. I take it giving him a mad look, and then slam it too. He pats my head, and tells me to stand up straight. I do as I'm told, and then he tells me to part my feet. I glare at him, but follow his command. It makes it really difficult to hold my pee back. "You may as well just give in to nature." He whispers in my ear. "You're going to be an internet star after this." He steps away, and sits watching. I hold my own for a bit, but drinking all the water is making it really difficult. I watch as the clock ticks away. Then five minutes later I feel more pee leak from me, and run down the inside of my leg tickling as it flows. Then my muscles let loose relaxing, and I feel my legs warm as my pee flows freely down to the floor soaking my shoes and pants. I just swallow my pride, and let it happen. I am defeated. I hear him dismiss the class just as the final drops hit the floor, and a tear forms in my eye. I hear the door lock loudly. then I feel his hand grab my arm. He pushes forward bending me over the chair in front of me, and I feel his pulling at the wet crotch of my pants. The sound of my pants ripping open echoes through the room, and the cold air chills me as it hits my bare bottom. "Did you learn your lesson?" "Yes sir." "Good." He says as I feel his cock slip into my vagina. He grabs my shirt using it to pull me hard to him as his hips thrust forward slamming into me hard. I moan from feeling his so deep in me, and using me so hard. "Fuck me." I moan. He slaps my ass a few times bringing me closer to orgasm, and I push back trying to get there. Just before I feel myself letting go I feel him pull out. His cum feels so warm as he rubs it out all over my ass. Then he wipes the last dribbles onto my leg before sitting at his desk. I stand up feeling the wetness of my pants combined with the cold air hitting my bared crotch. "You don't by chance have another pair of pants laying around do you?" He just looks at me. "I know the answer, and gather my things to begin my long walk back with my crotch hanging out in the open. And my heart sinks when I walk out to see the sun shining, and students everywhere. Sam meets me at the door talking about videos of me pissing myself all over the web. She tells me that I was live streamed the entire while. "Looks like you got a little something after too." She laughs. "He left his own wet spots all over your ass. It also looks like he torn your leggings a bit. Let's get you back home to change." She takes my arm, and leads me out into the public. Eyes follow me, and cameras are pulled out recording me. I am pull against her hold as she slowly walks me to her house all the way on the other side of campus. The cold breeze chilling me, and making my nipples rock hard. "Let's go. I'm freezing." I complain. "Shut up bitch. I'm in no hurry." She says laughing. "Besides look at all the boners you're creating." I have looked, and I feel embarrassed. She is going to show me off just like she likes to so I give in slowing down my pace. She takes my hand, and we walk side by side back to her place before she stops at the door letting me in first. She follows me to her room where she tosses me her old white g string underwear, and a skirt that is too small for me. It's white satin, and it stretches to the breaking point before I get it zipped up the side. I can barely walk in it, but it's better than nothing. I look at my pants before tossing them into the trash. He tore the entire crotch out, and there is semen stains all over the ass of them. I must have been a real sight. Sam calls me over showing me all the copies of me peeing myself on the internet. "Looks like he wasn't lying." I tell her. "He said I'd be an internet star." "That you are for sure. It looks like you've become very popular. The video of us last night has had over five thousand hits already." I look at her shocked. "Chris posted it almost right away. Seems like your fans like to see you in pain. A few even love your new tattoo." "My husband won't." "Don't worry babe." She says kissing me. "I had him use temporary ink. It should be gone before Thanksgiving break. It's getting more and more faint by the day." "That's good. I don't want to be divorced." "You could marry me then." "Not in this state. Besides, who would be the groom?" "I think you would make a great bride since you are my bitch." She laughs. I kiss her, and we decide on supper. I watch her as she gets dressed into her pajamas which is just a black lace teddy. I see her pubic hair growing in nicely, and I motion for her to come to me. I look close at her to see the red hairs against the pale skin. It turns me on seeing her, and I tell her how much it looks great on her. She even blushes. I kiss her pubes before letting her finish dressing. The pizza we ordered arrives, and it's the same pizza guy with a small Asian guy along side of him. He takes one look at me, and smiles. Then he sees Sam. I watch their bulges grow in their pants as she invites them in. The Asian guy stands there awed by the sight of us, but the regular driver gets daring. He reaches out massaging her left breast over her teddy. She pushes his hand away. "I don't do that." She says. "Don't do what? I'm not doing anything." "I don't do guys, and unless you're one really ugly woman you can look only." "She does though." "She does, but she's here for me right now." "She's a carpet muncher too?" "I like both men and women. that's called bisexual." He walks up to me grabbing my left breast over my shirt. I let him feel. "What about your friend?" I ask. The little Asian guy is quickly standing one the opposite side of me fumbling with my right breast. "I think you have to ask my partner if she's okay with you doing this." The Asian guy asks in broken English if it's okay for him to touch me, and Sam tells him that he may touch me all he wants. then the regular delivery guy asks, "Me too?" "I suppose. You can have your fun too." They pull my shirt over my head, and rub, pinch, and suck my breasts while their hands roam the rest of me. I get so wet feeling two guys all over me. I just watch Sam sitting there watching as I am stripped bare. their fingers find my holes entering my vagina and ass. I moan feeling my lust growing strong. My need for my orgasm returning powerfully. They pull their cocks out, and I stroke them. The Asian guy is rock hard while the other guy is almost hard. I stroke them until I feel them throbbing in my hands. The Asian guy seems enthralled with my asshole. He keeps fingering it, and rubbing my cheeks. The regular driver is trying to shove his whole fist into my vagina. I let them fiddle me for a fashion until it gets to be too much. I push the regular driver down to the floor, and straddle his cock sinking him in my vagina all the way with a moan. "Are you just going to stand there?" I ask the Asian guy. "Or are you going to take what you want?" I lean forward spreading my ass open for him. he jump right on me sinking his dick into my ass. He begins to ram me fast and hard making me bounce on the dick in my pussy. "Slow down buddy. Enjoy it." I moan. "Shut up white bitch." He says daringly. "Look who grew some balls." I comment letting him do as he wants. I ride the cock while he rides my ass hard. I watch Sam playing with herself a few feet away. I watch her fingers disappearing in her pussy over and over. Her moans combine with mine, and I feel myself orgasm hard. I shiver and shake on the cocks fucking me, and I watch Sam bring herself to orgasm. Her legs swing open and closed as the waves take her making her ass rise and fall on the chair. Her breasts and belly bouncing as her ass slams back onto the seat over and over. I hear the regular driver begin to groan under me. I look down at him before pushing my breasts in his face. His mouth engulfs my bouncing nipple biting down on the hard nub. I moan in delight when I feel him push up to meet my bouncing. My vagina warms as he cums inside of me, and I try to hold still to let him finish but it proves impossible since the Asian guy is hammering my ass. I wait for my orgasm to stop before I push the Asian guy back off me so I can get up. I push the regular driver's cum out so it drips back on him before I get off him. When I stand I look down at his cock covered in his own cum. It looks so wet. So worn out. I stare for a second before the Asian pushes me down onto the bed, and jumps back on top of me. I fall onto my face, and he jumps onto me slamming his dick back into my ass. I moan as it rips my hole back open. He shoves my face into the pillow as he commences fucking my ass raw. He uses his weight to slam into me making my body jiggle as his hips slap my ass cheeks. He uses me roughly wearing me asshole out quickly. I begin to regret letting him take me. "Fuck that bitch." the regular guy goads him. "Rip that fat ass up." He holds me tight making me gasp for air through the pillow. I struggle for breath, and try to push him off. He's way stronger than his small frame looks. I feel his cock plunging deep as I struggle. He seems to love it though. I feel myself going faint, and my body just stops fighting. I lay there feeling him slamming against and into me. About a minute after I go limp I feel his cum shooting into my rectum as he keeps fucking me. I gasp when he stands up beside me as air fills my lungs. I feel his cum drip onto my ass cheek while he stands over me. The bed bounces when he jumps down, and I turn to watch them standing and looking at me. "I told you she was a slut with a tight ass." The regular guy tells his partner. "It's nice and fat too. I like fat American women. I can fuck that all the time." They walk out, and Sam sits beside me rubbing their cum into my skin as it leaks from my bottom end. Her fingers feel so soothing and relaxing. "Such a nice ass. It took that little guy's pounding really well. I'm impressed. They were too. Your sweet ass just bought us dinner." I look back at her in disbelief. "Yup. My big slut is now a ." "And my redheaded slut is still all mine, but she will have to do her part in this relationship too." "I will make sure that my part is done. You just make sure that you're a good bitch, and do as you're told." I sit up giving her a peck on the cheek before sitting down to eat. she sits across from me staring at my naked body. "Have you ever thought about getting you nipples pierced?" She asks. "Nope. Never. Is this something you want to do?" "Not for me. You. I seen a picture online of a woman with pierced nipples and labia. She had chains attached to the hoop piercings, and was being pulled around by her master. It made me think." "Let's not go to extremes right off. Think smaller." "Then you'll wear this?" She asks handing me a small gift box wrapped with a ribbon. I open it to find a pink collar with the word slut on it in rhinestones. "It's like a promise ring. Only different. Look at the tag." I look to see a shiny silver tag that reads Owned. I look it it not knowing what to think. I like it, but I'm not sure about wearing it in public. She steps behind me buckling it around my neck. It fits snugly almost choking me. I feel mixed feelings, but decide to allow it since she wants me to. "Now everyone will know that you're mine." She says kissing my lips lovingly. "Thank you." I answer. We eat, and then I ready to return to my room. I grab the g string and skirt to dress after putting my shirt back on. "What are you going to do with those?" She asks. "Wear them home like you said I could." "I said that you could borrow them for a little while. Not that you could take them home." "What do expect me to do then? We tossed my torn pants in the trash already." "I really don't much care what you do. You're not wearing them out of here." "Fine I'll just give you my shirt too, and walk home naked." "Good idea. Hand it over bitch. You deserve to suffer for having an attitude." She grabs it off me before I can fend her off, and I watch as she tosses it across the room. She grabs her taser, and tells me to leave. I step toward my shirt only to have her jab the taser toward me. "Keep it up, and I'll shove this up your cunt." She walks at me jabbing it toward my crotch making me back out the door. I am soon standing on the porch naked feeling the cold air freezing me as I hear the door lock. I wrap my arms around me, and begin to hurry to my room. As I jog across campus I don't pay attention to where I going, and I jog right into a couple of the football linebackers. I fall to the ground stunned. They turn to help me up checking me out as they do. they stay perfect gentlemen the entire time. Even escorting me back to my room. "Who's the owner?" One asks referring to my collar. "My girlfriend Sam." "I'll have to congratulate her on her fine taste. She's one lucky girl." They say their good byes, and I close the door behind them. I grab a towel, and hit the shower before bed. The week goes on by without anything happening. Every day the prof makes me pose for pictures, and by Friday he is recording me masturbating in my chair. Sam and I meet every day for supper, and to talk. She seems distant, but I blow it off. On Saturday I meet her at a party with her friends. She gets drunk, but I stay sober. By nine o'clock she is laying all over me telling me how much she loves me. One of her closer friends tells me that she's never seen Sam this worked up over anyone before. By ten everyone is leaving and Sam is still laying on me drinking. Chris is the last one to leave so I ask him to help me get the half conscious Sam into her bed. I strip her down to put her pajamas on, and Chris helps. I the tuck her in, and sit there looking at her sleeping so peacefully. Chris leaves, and I watch her for a while. She looks like an angel laying there. I begin to get tired myself, and decide to lay beside her. We lay there for a while as I nod off. I'm startle awake when her eyes pop open looking right at me. She just stares at me expressionless. I begin to worry about her. then I see tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm going to lose you." She moans as the tears flow. "I don't want to ever lose you, but you're going to leave me." I just hold her unable to argue the facts. "Please don't ever leave me. I'm nothing without you. Promise me that you'll stay with me forever." I hold her close feeling her tears running down onto my chest as she sniffles. I stay silent knowing that I can't make that promise, but wishing that I could. "Please Michele. Promise me." "I'll always be here for you. I'm all yours." I say. It eases her mind enough for her to fall back asleep in my arms. I then too doze off shortly after. When I wake she is looking at me as she lays on my chest. "You're so soft, and I feel so safe with you." We lay there holding each other for a bit until I have to go pee. When I return she tells me that she wants to go to the football practice today. I agree, and she hands me a team jersey to wear. It's cut out under the chest making the bottom my boobs show, and the sleeves are cut off giving the side a huge opening for my arms. She then hands me a really short light pink skirt that leaves the bottom of my ass hanging out. "Do I get any underwear, or do I have to freeze?" "You'll be fine. We'll be in the box most of the while anyhow." I sigh as we head out the door to the field. It's warmer out than it has been, but it's still a cool fifty degrees. The temperature doesn't bother me as we walk, but when we sit on the bleachers to watch the practice I begin to chill. "I thought you said we'd be in the box seat? I'm freezing." "Quit complaining. It's almost done. Besides I said that we'd be in the box, but not in the box seat. This is one of the boxes." I look around to see that the bleachers are in a box shape as they rise up to the back wall. A few minutes later the players run toward us as they go to the lockers. The two line men wave at me as they pass, and then the coach comes up to us after all the players are off the field. Sam walks to him, and they talk for a while before he walks away. "What was that all about?" I ask her. "He's just an old friend of a friend. That's why I wanted to come. So I can talk to him." "Okay." She tells me to follow her, and we walk into the school. I feel the humidity of the showers as the voices grow louder as we near the locker room door. Sam stops me outside the door, and tells me to wait. She walks away, and a few seconds later the two linemen round the corner she disappeared around. They are quickly hovering over me dwarfing my five foot frame with their six foot plus heights. "Looks like it's out lucky day." One says to the other. "Are we going to share, or what Bobby?" the other asks. "One for the team." He answers. They look at me taking my arms, and pulling me into the locker room. I am pulled right into the shower, and am soon surrounded by the entire team all naked around me. My shirt is yanked off, and my skirt is pulled up to my stomach as I am pushed to my knees. I am quickly sucking one after the other as I get soaked by the warm water. After a while I feel my ass being raised into the air. I am so into the situation that I rise with little thought. all the dicks all around me. All different sizes and colors turning me on more and more. I moan as one slides into my vagina and begins to fuck me good. I quickly orgasm from the excitement of it all. He answers by cumming all over my back. I am then laid onto my back on the floor as one of the line men stretches my vagina with his big black cock. He fucks me hard using me good until he finishes all over my stomach. Another guy finishes on my breasts from my mouth. One by one they use me finishing all over me covering me from my mouth to my pubic area. I am then put on my hands and knees, and feel a cock stretch my asshole wide open as he fucks it. I suck and stroke more dicks as he uses me. He fills my rectum with his load in a few minutes, and then another takes his place. They use me more until I am dripping with semen from everywhere. I am literally covered in cum from my head to my crotch front and back. All I can taste is semen, and all I feel is it seeping out of me. I kneel there watching as the last player leaves, and then decide to shower myself off. I hit the tap, but nothing happens. I try another shower with the same results. "The water's off now." A voice surprises me from behind. I turn to see the coach standing there watching me. "The last one out turns it off, and puts the towels into the laundry. You're on your own. Grab you shit, and go home." I take my shirt and skirt, and walk past him silently. I walk out to see Sam standing there waiting for me. She tells me to get dressed before pulling me out the door into the cold. I don't even get time to dress, and the air freezes the semen right to me. She pulls me back to my room, and opens the door for me. She kisses me passionately once we're in the door. "Anything left for me?" "I always have some left for you." "Even after fucking twenty guys?" "I'd still want you after a hundred guys." "That's something to work toward." She smiles kissing me. "Let's go shower." She pulls me to the shower, and soaps me down so lovingly. I drop to my knees kissing here precious body the entire way. Then I bury my nose in her crotch licking her nectar until she rides my tongue. I love tasting her cum, and I gobble it all up before we finish out shower. When I step out I see a strange guy recording us. I step past him pulling Sam with me, and we return to my room where we lay in bed cuddling until we fall asleep. When I wake she is gone. There is a note on my dresser from her, and I cautiously unfold it to read. She tells me in writing that she is confused, and needs some time to figure things out in her head. My heart sinks. She writes that she loves me so much that I'm all she can think of, and it's affecting her classes and grades. I realize just how deeply she has taken a shining for me. I thought it was more of a sexual puppy love kind of thing. She asks me to not chase her, or to try to change her mind. She finishes by saying how she will miss me, and hopes that we will be together someday. She signs it Love Sam. I set it down, and feel my heart breaking. I begin to cry, and even though I tell myself that I shouldn't feel this way because it's for the better I still feel empty inside. I look over to the note, and through my tears I see some writing on the back printed really small. I pick it wipe wiping my eyes to see. I read a post script from her she printed on the back. In it she apologizes to me telling me that she has taken all of my bras and underwear because I look better without them, and she knows that someone else will come along quicker to take her place. I look through me dresser to see that she has indeed cleared my underwear drawer. I sigh and smile thinking, "She got the final laugh on me." Looking at the clock I see that I am beginning to run late for class. I grab a loose pair of jogging pants, and a lace camisole tossing them on quick. I figure out on my rush out the door that the pants are way too big for me, and I can barely keep them up. And that the cami is ripping out under the arms and the lace bodice is unraveling letting my left nipple peek out on occasion. It's too late to change so I continue on. The boys do their normal thing teasing and taunting me, but it's different today somehow. It feels more distant, and more annoying. I brush it off, and go about my day. When I get to the Prof's class he notices that I have things on my mind. He dismisses class a bit early, and I lock the door like normal after everyone leaves. I stand in front of his desk looking at the floor waiting his instruction. "You seem bothered today. What's going on? Husband trouble?" "No sir. My girlfriend dumped me, and I guess I felt more for her than I thought." He wraps his arms around me holding me close. It makes me feel so safe somehow. "It's really her loss, but I'm sure you don't feel that way right now. I hope that you and Sam work things out. She was really head over heels for you." I'm surprised that he knew about us, and even knew her name. I step back looking at him concerned. "Don't worry. I'm not stalking you. More like keeping tabs on a crush." He says pulling me back to his chest. "That's stalking." I laugh halfheartedly. "See. There is some life in you yet." "What are you surprised that a slut like me has feelings?" "Not at all. I'm counting on them to give you the strength to be yourself." I look up into his eyes feeling daring, and I say, "Then make love to me. Right now." He bends down kissing me, and slowly peels my cami off as he kisses his way down to my breasts. I feel his manhood pushing against me through his pants turning me on even more. I feel him laying me back on his desk as my pants drop to my ankles. My legs spread around him I feel his hand touch my anxious crotch as he fishes his dick out. I moan loud as he slides it into me as far as he can, and begins to push hard against me. My body absorbs his thrusting, and his lips kiss my breasts while he occasionally sucks my nipples. I feel all of my stress mesh together inside of me as his thrusts become more pronounced. He kisses me passionately as his breaths become erratic. I begin to lose my own breaths as my stress builds inside of me. His arms wrap around me pulling my naked body tight to his, and feeling the closeness proves to be too much. I feel my stress explode out of me as my orgasm begins. I moan into his mouth as the waves crash through me feeling his cock sliding in and out easier with my flush of wetness. He buries his face into my shoulder, and I hear him grunt as few times before I begin to feel his cum filling me. His pace slows, and his dick throbs inside of me draining his semen into my vagina. "I love the feel of your cum inside of me." I moan. "Me too." He laughs as his dick goes limp inside of me. "Do you fuck your wife like you fuck me?" "She's different. We don't do anything very often, and when we do it's over quick." "Sounds like my husband." I laugh. "You better get off me before something grows inside of me." "Then I'll just have to fuck you again." "If you like me so much why did you make me think that I was failing, and then take advantage of me?" "I never told you that you were failing. Just that your grades could improve. I never took advantage of you either. I never made you do anything you didn't want to do already. You look like you've embraced the lifestyle that you're living, and it doesn't seem to bother you that every boy on campus looks at you like a while every girl is jealous wishing that they could do what you're doing for one reason or another." "Names never bothered me. Call me anything you want. I don't care." "I bet you wouldn't walk around dressed like you do here at home, would you?" "No. It's kind of like living out a fantasy here." "And mine was to find an older beautiful woman to help her inner slut come out to play. It was a bonus that you like the flavor of another woman." "I like my flavor too." I say taking his dripping flaccid dick into my mouth cleaning him of my drying wetness. "Damn you're such a good slut." "I'm the best slut here, and don't forget it." I say licking up the side of his shaft. His cock grows semi erect as I suck on it and stroke it. He stands there letting me do as I wish to him with my mouth. I lick, suck, kiss, and worship his entire dick for a while. He gets my attention real quick when he grabs the back of my head, and pulls my face tight to his body. I gag slightly, and then begin to taste his salty cum. He groans as he holds my head still. I feel his cum hit the back of my mouth, and I swallow it down feeling myself craving more. He eventually lets go of me, and I suck him more wanting all of his seed in my belly. He lets me suck until he's again limp in my mouth. I kneel there as he pulls his dick out of my mouth and zips his pants closed. "Pretty soon it'll be the fall break. I don't believe that you're going to be back after that, are you?" "I don't know for sure. I don't think so." He runs his finger through my hair saying, "I'm going to miss my slut." "I'm going to miss all of this too. I just hope my husband never finds out about it." "I definitely would never tell." "That's good to know, but the internet doesn't keep secrets." "Then you come back, and we'll take good care of you every day." "You'd like that wouldn't you?" "I would certainly like to take good care of you everyday." "I'll hold you to that too since we don't have many days left." I get dressed, and gather my things walking to the door. "Michele, one more thing." "Yes?" I ask. "I notice that your tattoo is really faded. Did you do something to do that?" "No. It's a temporary ink that fades quickly over time. Sam didn't want me to get into trouble with my husband so she made sure that the tattooist used that ink so it would be gone when I went home." I walk out, and prance across the campus feeling his sperm leaking down my legs with every step. When I get back I do my homework, and go to bed without eating. I begin to feel alone again so hunger isn't in the cards for me. I begin to think about Sam, and holding her close. Feeling her soft pale body pressed tight to mine. Cuddling with a man doesn't even come close to matching the feeling. I begin to cry until I cry myself to sleep. The next day goes like every other one before it right up until the end. I am soon standing in front of the Prof wearing my red skirt, and pink blouse opened all the way down to my belly button staring at the floor. He doesn't say a word. He just walks around his desk, takes me by my arms, spins me around bending me over, and then rams his cock into my vagina from behind. He fucks me hard and fast using me good. I am brought to orgasm quickly, and he fucks me right through it before finishing in my ass crack. I feel it shoot up over my back an run down over my crotch before running down my legs. I stay bent over as he sits back at his desk. I straighten up, and walk out. For two weeks my days go exactly the same. I get up, go to class, let Prof make me cum, do my homework, eat a little something, and then go to bed. The only things that change are hoe Prof fucks me. Some days he takes me vaginally, while others he takes my ass. A few times he bends me over, makes me fuck him, or lays me back onto something. Soon it's the last day. I thank my teachers as I exit their classes for the last time, and it's bitter sweet when I lock the door for the final time with Prof. He stands watching me as I walk back to his desk and stare at the floor. "Raise your eyes, and look at me. You are a strong woman, and can do whatever you set your mind to. You are the only student that has ever passed my class with an A average, and it's not because of anything beside your hard work." "Or was it your hard work?" I joke. "Nope. That was extra credit on a separate scale, an you aced that one with an A++." "One last test then?" I ask. "No. How about a congratulations?" "I'll take it." I watch him drop to his knees, and bury his face up my skirt. I feel his tongue slide right across my clitoris making my legs weak. I lean back against the chair behind me opening my legs for him, and he dive right in licking me good. My hips rock on their own as my orgasm peaks inside of me before filling his mouth. I moan in delight as the waves of pleasure take me away. He laps me up until I finish, and the kisses me letting me taste myself. "I'm sure going to miss you, slut." "And I'm going to miss you too, sir." He hugs me as I walk out feeling like I've turned another page in my life. I stop to write Sam a note to thank her for being there for me, and taking care of me. I tell her that I'm going to miss her a lot, and I wished things would have worked out different. Then I go to her place, and slip it under her bedroom door. I didn't see her car so I doubt she's home. I go back to my room, and pack my things. I dress in my old clothes, and feel like I'm wearing a ton of clothing. I pack my new clothes under everything to hide them, and stuff the toys she bought me in with them. Then I bring my luggage to the car, and begin the long drive home. My husband is glad to see me, and my hug me tight. I sit back in the recliner answering all of their questions, and we all talk for hours catching up. We go to bed, and my husband begins to caress my back. I know what he wants since it's always the same. I roll onto my back opening my legs for him. I feel myself preparing for him as if my body knows the routine. He rolls over sliding into me. I barely even feel him in me, and it's not for lack of size since he's about the same size as most of the dicks that I have fucked over the past few weeks. He rides me slowly, and in a few minutes he pulls out finishing all over my belly and crotch. Then he kisses me after rolling off me. I grab a tissue to clean off, and hear him begin to snore. Then I lay back, and my mind wanders to Sam. I miss her, and I begin to cry myself to sleep once more. The next day it's as though I never left. Back to the same old routine. Before I know it Monday has come, and I report to HR for my new job. She assigns me a new password, and security card wishing me luck. The first few days were busy trying to get the new system up and running, and then working out the bugs. Then it became monotonous like everything else around me. The days turn to weeks, and the weeks to months. Before I know it we are getting a new system again, but I'm not the star of this project. I hear that they hired some new girl that really knew her stuff, but was a bitch to work for. Lucky me I'm chosen to be the go to person to show her around. Luckily she starts when I'm on vacation. I hear all the horror stories when I get back from my coworkers. She even made one person that was with the company for twenty years just drop everything and quit on the spot. When I report for work I find that my hours were changed from my normal eight hour night shift to a twelve hour shift starting at eleven in the morning. It pisses me off, but I try it hoping that it's temporary. When I get in everyone tells me that she's at lunch, and she's been asking about me since I'm supposed to be her contact and helper. They tell me that she was pissed that I was on vacation when she started, and told everyone that a good employee would have cancelled their vacation. I don't cancel my vacations for anyone. I sit at my desk, and begin looking at the new system in place. It's a mess. After fifteen minutes I get a memo to report to her office. My coworkers wish me luck, and tell me that they liked working with me as I walk past them. I walk into the room closing the door behind me, and I stand near the desk while she finishes a phone call as she faces the opposite direction fishing through paper that are strewn all over. "Some helper you turned out to be. Where were you when I started?" She snarls meanly. "On vacation." "I wish I could have a vacation. Instead I am here trying to get things working so the company can pay lazy people to take vacations." I brush her remark off. "How do I get into the secondary data base of the system three versions ago?" "Go to the system PSS folder, and click on Gen Five." I watch the screen as she opens it, and then hear her sigh. I realize that she must have been fighting with this ever since she started, and is pissed at herself since it was so easy to find. "I changed your schedule since we had a lot of work to do, and no time to get it done. I expect you to answer all of my questions as they come up. I don't care what you're doing at the time. You drop it, and then come to me. Got it?" "Sure." I say in a snarky tone. "Remember, we're all expendable here. What is your name again?" "Michele." I watch the chair spin around, and lock eye with Sam. "I thought that tone and voice sounded familiar." Stunned I stumble back sitting in a nearby chair with tears welling up in my eyes. She closes the curtains, and kneels beside me taking my hand. "I missed you so much. I thought letting you go would help me, but it made me want you more. I poured myself into my books, and all I could think about was you. Then I came here in the hopes of finding you. When I didn't I hated myself for ever letting you slip away from me. I ran out of money, and had to get a job. So here I am. And here you are." "I thought your dad gave you everything you wanted?" I ask as though money was all she mentioned. "He didn't take too kindly when I told him that I was in love with you. He doesn't agree with two women, or even men for that matter, being in love. He refused to talk to me anymore, and I haven't heard from him since." "I think he needs time to process it all maybe?" "I'm so glad I found you!" She says hugging me. I return her embrace whispering in her ear how I missed being in her arms. "Me too." "Where are you staying?" I asked. "Right now I'm crashing at some dive hotel until I find someplace better." "Stay with us. We can't be obvious lovers, and I'll tell my husband that you're a friend from school that needs a place to stay for a while. He'll let you since we're working together." "I'd love that." "I'll call him now, and ask." I take her phone calling my husband. I explain that she's a friend, and he remembered me talking about her a few times. He had no problem, and said that he is looking forward to meeting the infamous Sam. I tell he what he says, and she hugs me tight kissing me on the lips. I feel my crotch moisten from her embrace, and return her kiss until we remember where we are. Then we sit back at her desk where I explain the ins and outs of the old systems, company protocol, and we begin to form a new improved system. The time flies by. Before I know it she is pulling into my driveway behind me, and I'm introducing her to my husband as he helps her bring in her luggage. We all sit there for hours chatting, and she and I steal kisses whenever possible. She sleeps in the spare room opposite ours. In the morning I introduce her to my , and they seem to like her. I see my husband off to work, and then get the out to school. I sit back in the chair, and Sam sits on the couch staring at me with an evil grin on her face. "Do you still shave that sweet pussy of yours?" "Yes, I do." "Show me." "Do you shave yours?" "You show me first, and then I'll let you know." I walk up in front of her, and drop my jeans. "No hair, and no underwear either. I guess you didn't leave the slut at school." "Your turn." She pulls me down to my knees by my hands, and then pulls my chest onto her lap before she pulls don her jogging pants. I look down, and right there inches from my face is the reddest bushy pubic hair I have ever seen. I run my fingers through it feeling it's softness. My thumb runs across her vaginal cleft touching her hard clit making her hips rise and making her moan. "I've been wanting this for a long time." She coos as she pulls my face closer. "Me too." I say burying my face in her crotch. Her legs open as she gives herself to me, and I take her into my mouth lapping up her sweet juices greedily. Her hips rock hard grinding against my mouth, and I know that she is almost there. I rub her anus with the tip of my thumb, and it sets her off. I gulp down her sex as fast as it comes out. Her orgasm is intense. She rocks and shakes for minutes before she collapses limp onto the cushion. I stand up wiping the dripping wetness from my chin as I look at her. She looks up at me motioning for me to kiss her. I bend down, and we kiss as she pulls me on top of her. She pushes me up as she kisses her way down my body until my naked crotch is in her mouth. I ride her tongue for only a few minutes before I cum all over her face. We then lay there cuddling until we have to go to work. We talk about our future, and how we'll be together somehow for a while. I assure her that my husband isn't too observant so he'll never know about us unless we tell him. She laughs, and decide what we'll do for fun tomorrow. |
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