บท 2: Chapter 1
Her mouth worked its way up and down his shaft, she enjoyed the warmth of his engorged member on her cherry glossed lips. she liked to gloss it up before she went down. she had a few dozen different flavors of lip gloss, depending on the meal she wanted to receive. Bacon was probably the oddest of the bunch. she knows they call it eating meat, but the addition of that particular flavor made it a little too real for her. On that note, she never really enjoyed banana flavored either.
What is it with ladies wanting to pretend they had something in their mouth other than a dick? she'll take her dick with a cherry on top, but she's not going to turn around and pretend that it's a banana. That thing in her mouth is a nice, hard dick, and if she play her cards right, it might be entering other areas too. she likes that it's a dick. she like that that dick is attached to a person. she also likes it that when she flicks her tongue just so…
"Mmmm… Ohhhh…." The guy gripped onto the back of her head and let out a pleased moan.
Yeah… she like that too. When you're going down on a guy, you never have more control than at that moment. Some girls want to say that all a guy thinks about is sex, then when you're working his shaft that means all that guy is thinking about at that exact second is you. He's not wondering what he's going to do later. He's not worried about his bills. The only thing he's thinking about is how good you… rather she… making him feel. That's power, ladies.
Her hands cupped his balls, and her mouth moved up and down his dick with a nice smacking sound.
Come on baby, cum for me.
A moment later, he did, and she swallow it down, feeling the thick and creamy heat run down her throat. It's not that she love the taste of cum or anything like that. she don't hate the feeling, but she mostly just does it because it saves a lot of mess. she also like to swallow her gum too. What can she say, she swallows.
"Oh… you're amazing!" he lets out in a deep, staggered voice.
His body was bent, his chest leaned so far forward that he'd practically pressed his washboard stomach against her forehead. His legs were pushed out, and he was leaning back against the wall in a way that, if he wasn't holding on to her hair, he'd have fallen back onto his butt.
she slowly pulled her mouth away from his dick, a strand of saliva and semen streamed between her lips and his manhood. she wiped it, and her mouth before she brushed it onto her shirt. she knew men, so now that he came, she was pretty sure he was going to try to get rid of her as quickly as possible. No waiting until he could recover and then sex, no offer of cunnilingus. Not even an impromptu finger fuck with some heavy making out. Of course, it's not like he was going to be willing to give up a piece of ass like her until he's had every piece, but in the boy mind, that comes later.
"C-can I get your number? Maybe we can meet up this weekend at your place." His breath was finally recovering, and his dick was starting to fall back down, shrinking into its previously unimpressive state.
There you go. Notice that he didn't ask her to meet someplace where we could hang out. No date, no dinner. He just wanted her to come over and fuck him. shet was a classic Netflix and chill, minus the Netflix, and the chilling for that matter, just some hot, hardcore naked time.
What? You noticed he doesn't have her phone number? Yeah, we haven't even dated yet. she was also kneeling in a Janitor's closet, of all places. Her classroom was just down the hallway. And this guy? she don't even know him.
Don't get her wrong, she scoped him out ahead of time. At the end of class every day, he was always there, sitting on a bench in the hallways in front of our class. Unfortunately, our course let out at the same time as a lot of courses in this particular hall, so it was always quite busy. she never felt comfortable trying to pick up a cute guy with too many people around.
On the other hand, if she got up fifteen minutes before class ended, she could snatch him quickly and have her way with him. On that note, the class should be letting up any minute now. He was another notch on her belt, but was he booty call material? she gave him a little knowing smirk and a wink while she stood up.
"What would we be doing at your place?" she decided to tease him a bit. "Play video games?"
As she asked, she let a finger run down his chest. shet was a classic "she'm interested" move. Of course, she'd have just been as interested in the video games. she enjoyed gaming as much as she enjoyed certain other things. However, you could tell when she guy was a gamer. There would always be that sudden flash of excitement when he realized the hot girl he was with shared his interests. shenstead, this guy just gave a confused look. shet was a shame, but he failed at boyfriend material. Still, she could have a little fun with him before we parted.
Her hand moved down to his flaccid cock, and her fingers ran over the wet head. Even though her lips were very close to his, he didn't pull away. That was a good sign. A man who's willing to kiss you after you've gone down on him is at least worth a little of your time, in her experience. Hmm… maybe with a little coaxing she could get him hard again?
The door suddenly flew open, and she pulled away quickly, her hand leaving his cock. Her hair was a mess, her lip gloss was probably horrific, but her clothing was in perfect order. The boy she was with, however, still had his dick sticking out, and as he struggled to get it back into his pants, it was clear to anyone what was going on in here.
she grimaced a bit. she imagined she might get in a little trouble for fornicating on campus, but it should be a light slap on the wrist. she immediately tried to prepare her apology alongside a look of repentance. However, the person who opened the door wasn't faculty, but a girl. She vaguely looked familiar, and she thought she was also in the class she should be in right now.
"Jonathan!" She shouted loudly, and by the embarrassed look on his face, she immediately realized she was treading on another girl's territory.
She began yelling at him and was making enough noise that the classes which just started letting out started to form a crowd. As for her? This wasn't the first time she had been caught with a man who belonged to another. shet wasn't her responsibility to check and make sure each man is attached before she touch him. shet's not her responsibility to keep other people honest. Still, this business had nothing to do with her. Therefore, she did the mature thing. That is, she tried to blend into the crowds and slink away.
Likely, since they had a class together, she'd confront her in two or three days. she'd tell her that he never told her and that she felt just as betrayed as she did (A lie, of course, she don't really care), and then we'd never talk to each other again. shen a lucky world, she'd be in such a state that she doesn't even remember her face. As for the guy? shef he approached her, she might slide him her number and meet him on the weekend, presuming he breaks it off with the girl. Even she'm not bad enough to want to be the other girl.
she was nearly out of sight too when the girl's gaze suddenly jumped to her. "You…"
Her eyes turned dark, and she put on one of the ugliest faces she had ever seen. Not that she was particularly hot, to begin with. I mean, she had to have realized that the buff guy she was dating was way out of her league, right? Unless she was an absolute freak in bed, it was only a matter of time before he started messing around. This was college after all. They were probably high school sweethearts or something.
"she'm sorry, she'm just going to go."
she needed to be smooth like a band-aid. Quick pain, then she'd be out of your life. Except, it turned out she wasn't that kind of girl. she feared the type of person she was the moment she saw her. She was a blamer. She's the kind of woman that warps reality to be favorable to herself. she could see it in her eyes. she was pretty good at reading people. At that moment, she was thinking that her boyfriend wouldn't possibly cheat on her. However, she caught him. That must have meant he was coerced. No, he was coerced. shet was the woman. She did it. She forced him to do stuff with her. She used her wild ways to try to steal her boyfriend. She's a monster. she must destroy her. Yeah… that's exactly what those eyes said as they narrowed down like a vulture on the unsettled her.
she didn't really want to make a scene. As her mom always said, she loved to start trouble, but she hated the consequences. she'm more the kind of person who would hide in a corner or run, then have to face people being angry at her.
"she should be gone now." she turned around swiftly started heading to the stairway. She went down to the first floor. There she could slip out of this building and run back to her dorm room. Perhaps she could stay there for a few days, let these things cool down. Let the psycho girl looking at her cool down.
"You bitch!" There were footsteps running towards her.
she had barely managed to turn her body back when she saw her, barreling at her like a linebacker, a crazed look in her eye. Her hands slammed into her chest. she took a step back, missing the stairway and stumbling. The rest seemed to move in slow motion. she was falling back. There might have been one or two spectators with wide or worried looks.
As she fell back, her legs moved up and her head fell down. Meanwhile, the girl continued to stare at her with narrowed eyes. She didn't wear a look of surprise at what she had done. She didn't seem guilty or worried. He eyes seemed almost dead, perhaps filled with menace, and determined to watch her fall the rest of the way.
she struck her head, and then the world went white.
บท 3: Chapter 2
Now, she don't want to give you the impression that she's just some kind of slut. Don't get her wrong, she loves sex. she lost her virginity to a boy at seventeen on prom night. He turned around and had sex with her best friend a week later. So, she turned around and had sex with all of his friends. she never looked back. It didn't hurt that she found out that same year that she was infertile thanks to an infection she had when she was six, and thus she would never be able to have children.
she'd gone from stumbling around with the zipper in the back of a guy's truck to dorm rooms to frat parties and more. she've had sex every way she know how. Yes, even in there, and yes, it hurt and no she's not jumping to do it again. In the last two years since her virginity went bye-bye, she've had a dozen sexual partners. That's only one every two months, hardly the acts of a nymphomaniac.
It's just that a lot of her relationships didn't work. The first 3-4 she tried to make work, but the guys would always either cheat or dump her for another girl. Then she started getting a reputation for being easy. she supposed it was her fault for putting out on the first date. she always figured if they knew they'd be getting sex, they'd be more comfortable in the relationship.
After those failures, she started to get a little jaded. she decided that if guys were just going to be selfish, then she'd just be selfish too. So, she had sex with whom ever she wanted and when she wanted. she liked being the gatekeeper. To be in control of a guy's sexual lust. she was only in college, after all, the only age where it was appropriate to be an idiot with your sexual behavior. How was she supposed to know it'd get her killed?
Although, "death" isn't exactly the right word. she woke up in a field, surrounded by a forest. she remembered that bitch pushing her down the stairs, the world going white, and then… she was in this field. she stood up, surprised that her head wasn't throbbing. she looked down to see that she was still wearing what she had been wearing before. A pair of slacks, a nice button up satin shirt without sleeves, and two sneakers with only a slight heel.
There seemed to be a sound coming in the distance. she turned towards the side of the clearing she judged as the source of that noise. It sounded like drums. Furthermore, those drums seemed to be coming in her direction. Since she didn't know what was going on, she figured she had no choice but to wait. she casually leaned over and picked up a stone and tossed it.
{Throwing has increased to level 1. }
"What?" she stepped back.
The words just appeared in front of her eyes. What the heck is going on here? Levels? Levels like in a video game? she was not unfamiliar with role-playing games. she certainly had her hand in more than a few. she had dated a few gamer boyfriends and she had taken to it. Liking video games was actually a turn on to a lot of college fratboys, although that wasn't the reason she did it. she liked the idea of putting a number to her abilities. she certainly would progressed farther in life if she could increase things like her strength or intelligence to a number which she could confidently see increase with a little bit of work.
However, she didn't have much more time to dwell on these thoughts, because a moment later several bodies burst from the clearing, the muffled drumming coming into full volume.
When her eyes focused on what she was seeing, her body froze. They were people. Well, they were sort of people. They were abnormally short. At least, no one was taller than a short-statured woman. They had long pointy ears and their lips… well… they had no lips. Their skin was gray, their eyes were big, and they were all staring right at her.
she turned and ran. It seemed like the smart thing to do.
{Fleeing has increased to level 1.}
she ignored the obnoxious words trying to float in front of her and kept running onward. The drums picked up a beat. They were beating faster than before, she could tell that whatever was chasing her intended to catch her.
she slipped, the sneakers she wore were not exactly the sporty kind, after all. As she tried to orientate herself, a second later a large form slammed into her, knocking her back to the ground. Her head hit the ground with a little bit of force. It wasn't the worst fall she'd ever taken, but it wasn't pleasant either.
{Concussion Resistance has increased to level 1.}
{Pain Resistance has increased to level 1.}
The creature was on top of her as she struggled to get out from under him. A moment later she heard clothing tearing, and it took her a second to realize it was her own. He had ripped her shirt open and was now aggressively fondling her breast. she gave the creature a kick and then began scooting away back. He managed to grab onto her pants, and as she forced her way to freedom, her pants were lost and her underwear made it to her ankles.
The way the creature's eyes lit up when he saw her naked body caused her skin to crawl. Free from his grip, she stood up and began running again, this time bare-assed. Unfortunately, she didn't make it two steps before another body slammed into her. she was pinned down, and this time there were three of them holding her.
One was holding down her right arm, one was holding down her left arm. The third got between her legs and spread them roughly. she had never been raped before, after all, it's pretty hard to **** the willing. Even a few guys who went at her when she wasn't in the mood or a bit drunk, she usually got into the mood quickly and was satisfied enough with the encounter that she could avoid the technicalities on how much consent she had actually provided.
However, this was ****, anyway you see it. she let out a shout as he pulled out his dick. It was a bulbous little knob, the tip rounded to the point where you couldn't even see the head. Tears were flowing out of her eyes. she was screaming. No one heard her as he slid it into her and began thrusting away.
A sharp pain shot through her mind. The reality of the situation cut into her brain. If there was an edge to what someone could take, she reached it. At that point, it felt like her mind would break. That'd she'd lose her sanity, her will to live, and her soul. It was at that point, sitting at the edge, that something snapped inside of her. It wasn't necessarily the right thoughts. It wasn't a form of enlightenment, a great new trick, or a conclusion she'd expect anyone else to reach.
It was a declaration. It started in her shattered brain, shot through her head, and exploded within her soul. she wouldn't be raped. This wasn't **** because she decided it wasn't ****. Her sex was her own. When she fucked, she'd fuck because she'd enjoy it, or because she wanted to try it, or because she wanted the experience.
That's right, sex was an experience. Even sex with this creature. He wasn't fucking her. she was fucking him. He just didn't realize it yet. He's a creature with a penis she'd never seen before. He looks human enough, and she wanted to see what it was like to fuck him. Was it crazy? Yes. Was she crazy? Probably… but at that moment, and that second, and at that time, she decided all on her own. Sex is hers to command.
{Seductress Class Unlocked: You have leveled to Seductress LVL 1!}
{All Skills Unlocked On Class Up!}
{Sexual Experience: You can gain experience through sexual intercourse. New partners provide an experience bonus.
Mental Fortitude: Large Increase in mental resistance to sexually embarrassing, debasing, and degrading events.
Pheromone: Releases a pheromone that can attract monsters and the opposite sex. Sexual stimulation increases during this period. Duration and strength dependent on level.}
{Mental Resistance has increased to level 10.}
{Charisma has increased to level 10.}
{Position Unlocked: Missionary}
The words flew across her vision, but she more or less ignored them. As vitality and energy flowed into her, she began to move her hips. she was timing it perfectly to coincide with the thrusts of the creature in front of her. Suddenly, his strange and monstrous appearance no longer bothered her. she don't know if it was the effect of her own declaration, or perhaps this "mental fortitude", whatever that was. All that mattered to her was that he had a cock, and she wanted it.
The words that had been flashing in her eyes had an effect. They were definitely words from a video game. she was certain of it now. she dated plenty of guys in high school. she had her fair share of experiences with guys obsessed with MMOs. she've done a few overnighters herself with custom characters. Thus she knew what she was seeing. This all sounded fantastical, but if this was a video game, then the monster inside her could only be described with one word, a goblin.
Rather than repulsing her, it only made her more excited. I mean, how many people could say they've fucked an actual goblin? On top of that, whatever just happened seemed to crank up her libido to eleven. His dick was small, but it felt wonderful. It was like her body was that much more sensitive. Her nipples that were being fondled by the two goblins to either side of her became hard in an instant. she started to make pleasurable moaning sounds, and her body started to squirm and twist in pleasure.
Her newfound enthusiasm seemed to catch the new goblin fuck buddy off guard. He wore a surprised and mildly confused look on his face. It actually made him look kind of cute. The goblins at either side also seemed to be confused, and for a moment they let up their guard. At that moment, she broke free of their grasps. The goblin inside of her panicked, trying to reach for the sword he had tossed to his side during his moment of lust.
However, he didn't have to worry. she wasn't going anywhere. she wasn't done yet. she shoved him to the ground, not letting his dick go anywhere. A moment later she was riding him, her body jumping up and down on his cock. She felt wonderful. He was the size of a twelve-year-old boy, giving her a kind of taboo feeling to it. Not that she'd be interested in that kind of thing, but at the moment, every sight and every smell added to the feelings of lust growing inside of her.
{Position Unlocked: Cowgirl}
{Pheromone skill activated.}
she didn't really know what that meant, but a moment later the two goblins that had been holding her now had their little knob penises out and were stroking them with a fever. Meanwhile, the monster under her had his eyes rolled up as she rode him for all he was worth. He was haggardly panting like it was the hardest workout he had ever received.
{Stamina Depleted!}
she kept bouncing on him. she wanted more. she wanted it harder. she wanted to fuck. He came and she could feel hot spooge filling her up. That wasn't enough, she wanted more. she wanted more!
she was about to grab one of the other goblins, then her body started feeling woozy.
{Stamina Depleted!}
No! she's not done yet. she pushed her hand up against his knob, trying to keep him hard, trying to keep him in her. Her vision started to go. she's not…she could not remember. she finally fell off, his knob popping out of her and immediately making her feel like she was missing something. However, her mind drifted into a fitful sleep as the words "Stamina Depleted!" flashed in her head.
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