#Part 1: The Setup
Everybody drank back then, it was part of the college experience. James drank maybe a bit harder than the norm. He also liked to fuck harder than the norm.
He had Maths203 with this girl Marie. He liked to look at her and imagine what it’d be like to pull her long brown hair, specifically what it would be like to pull it when his cock was wedged far up her ass.
He’d known her since the first days of college, and he’d never known her to have a boyfriend, or girlfriend. He wondered if she’d ever been fucked the way a bitch deserved. He doubted it. He wanted to remove that doubt.
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Her Skype rang. It’s what co-eds did back then.
“Hey James, what’s up?”
She expected he just wanted help with his homework.
“Well nothin’s up… yet… but could be. You busy? I could use a bitta help…”
*Yep, he’s stuck on the Matrix maths again, poor boy…* she thought.
“No worries, I’ll be over in a bit… Door open?”
“Yep. Lock it after maybe. I’ll just be waiting for you…”
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It was middle afternoon on a Thursday, so James was already half in the bag.
He moved his mouse to wake up his computer, and was moving it to the browser to find himself something to jerk it to, when he saw the Skype window and a little picture of Maria with “online & bored” displayed prominently around her name.
He knew what he wanted – and why not?
He clicked the call button, without giving her the courtesy of a message first.
She answered, “Hey James, what’s up?”
“Well nothin’s up… yet… but could be. You busy? I could use a bitta help…”
He wanted her to help him with his cock. He felt like, she might benefit too…
“No worries, I’ll be over in a bit… Door open?”
“Yep.” and it occurred to him, that wouldn’t be ideal. So he continued with, “Lock it after maybe. I’ll just be waiting for you…” And after he hung up abruptly, he finished by saying, “with my cock in my hand.”
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Marie had been to James’ place a handful of times before; she knew the drill. He had a roommate who was never home, and the front door was always unlocked. She just let herself in as always and walked up to his room. Well, she locked the door behind her first.
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James sat in his desk chair, naked, jerking off.
When Marie walked in on that she literally screamed, from shock more than disgust, and her second hand embarrassment was palpable.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in on you, I’ll come back…” she muttered as she turned to leave and restore his privacy.
He smiled though she couldn’t see it. He thought: *How naive is she really, I’m facing the bloody door…*
He spoke, with as much command and clarity and force as he could muster, “Stop.”
And she did.
“Come here Marie, I said I needed your help, and you seemed to be all for it…”
She just, froze. She wasn’t quite sure what she was hearing. And she’d never really thought of him *that way* before. I mean, she liked him and he was good lucking but she didn’t think he’d ever be interested in her *that way*… no one was.
“I said, come back here, Marie.”
She turned very slowly, when she did she looked him in the eyes, only the eyes. He looked her back in the eyes, but he didn’t stop pumping his penis slowly.
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Marie had never seen a guy jerk off. She knew how it was supposed to work mechanically, but seeing it in the flesh, well it was a bit, intriguing. If she was honest., and the honesty didn’t stop there…
*He wants, to, have sex with me.* she admitted to herself.
She wasn’t stupid, but, also, she wasn’t leaving…
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James just went for it, after all, she hadn’t run away yet, and he’d had just enough to drink to ride his liquid courage on a path the he hoped would end deep inside of her.
“I’m not gonna lie Marie, I called you over to help me with this cock… and since you haven’t run away, I’m thinking you’re game. But maybe, a little nervous.”
She didn’t say a word, and didn’t dare look down, though, she wanted to. She could tell his hand was still moving. Her insides kinda, burned, like a heat wanted to escape – she guessed this was what real lust was like. Such a contrast to the few experiences she’d had with an equally awkward boyfriend, the years ago back in high school. This felt like a fire, down below.
“You don’t have to say anything, just, nod if you’re interested Marie and I promise, I’ll do everything from there.”
His eyes glowed like the devil he was. When he saw her eventually nod, his eyes smiled.
And his cock twitched.
He licked his lips, and he knew she saw it.
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The fire down below intensified when she saw his tongue – she dared think it might touch her, her, *her down below*?
She watched his lips as they formed the next words and she couldn’t wait for them to kiss her.
“Good girl Marie… I plan to find out just how, good, you are. Do you know what a safe word is Marie?”
She swallowed hard, the fire in her was mixed with, maybe, a hint of fear?
She nodded again. That felt safer than speaking.
“Well your safe word…” And he started beating his cock harder.
For the first time, she dared a glance down, and she saw the head of his cock peaking out of his fist. It looked, it looked good. She couldn’t wait till, well, he would do whatever he was planning to do with it.
He continued, “If you need to stop, you need to say, *’I’m not thirsty.’* And I’ll stop… everything stops then Marie, do you understand?”
She nodded.
He was happy.
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#Part 2: The Tie Up
Marie stood there, waiting for his instructions, though she probably only knew that deep, deep, in her subconscious. What she was aware of was this guy wanted to do, well, do things to her she might need a safe word for… this was like those 50-Shades books she secretly enjoyed, come to life.
Only it really wouldn’t be. This wasn’t some half-assed pulp erotica. This was going to be a hungry bastard making a naive bitch drink his cum.
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*To be continued…*
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