**Part Two**
CHAPTER 3
Things progressed in this way over the next several weeks, with Lilly taking more and more of a lead in their sex life. Lilly’s sexual confidence began to grow in bed with Dan to a point where she was routinely and candidly bringing an imaginary lover into the bed. It fueled her fantasies, and kept Dan’s interest as well. Her vocabulary began to expand as well, her dirty mouth – and its contrast to her everyday persona – arousing Dan like never before while also driving him mad with jealous angst. Coupled with her newfound aggressiveness with Dan was the incorporation of a submissive side that would be shown to her imaginary playmate. This would inflame his ego as much as it did his cock.
During class, she would send lurid texts to Dan:
*~The guy across from me in class has a nice cock. I can see it through his shorts.* *Do*
*you think he would give me a good, hard fucking*
*and leave me crumpled in the hall?* *I wish he would?*
*~Do you think these panties are enough to keep my lovers cum from running out?*
*He told me I had to save it to prove to you*
*how much of a slut I am.*
*~You better be at the apartment when I get there because I’ve*
*needed to worship a cock so bad with my mouth.* *If yours*
*isn’t around, I’ll just find one?.*
For his part, Dan was enjoying this new bolder, aggressive side of Lilly. He knew she wasn’t crazy enough to cheat on him. She was crazy about him, and it’s not as though – he believed – she could do better. And if she wanted to play the role of submissive pornstar in bed, he had no problem with that either. That he was getting more and more of her hands and mouth, and less and less of her pussy bothered him less than he might have imagined, since she was not milking his cock 2-3 times a day.
It was Thursday night, two weeks before finals when things took a turn from fantasy into reality. Dan and Lilly had met up with some friends of Dan’s for drinks. Dan in his usual khakis, loafers, and a polo. Lilly in a denim skirt, wedge heels, and a white button-down, cinched and tied at the middle, exposing her stomach and just the lace edges of the black bra. She had been getting more than the normal amount of attention, and she revelled in it. Her confidence was increasing rapidly with her sexual assertiveness. It was getting late, as they headed back to the bar to close out the tab before going home.
*“Hey man!* *How’s it been?* *You ready to present in McClure’s Econometrics class?”*
Dan felt the hand on his shoulder and turned around. It was DeSean Ross. Dan knew DeSean socially, and from sharing some of the same business management classes. Standing nearly six and a half feet, DeSean had been a McDonald’s American Small-Forward with scholarship offers from some of the best schools: Duke, Kansas, UCLA, Syracuse, Louisville, UVA, and dozens of others. He’d come here for the finance program, being a national merit scholar in addition to being one of the highest ranked HS players at his position. After seeing good playing time and getting notice as a true freshman, a knee injury before the start of his Sophomore year ended his basketball career. Being smart, motivated, and hungry had paid off – however – as he was set to graduate among the top in the program.
*“Man I can cover quant in my sleep.* *I’ve been listening to my dad talk about macro and sector technicals my whole life.* *It’s fucking cake, dude”* with characteristic nonchalance, that bordered on arrogance, in DeSean’s way of thinking.
*“You better be careful.* *McClure don’t fuck around.* *I had him for Macro last year.* *If he thinks you’re unprepared he will Eat. You. Alive.”*
*“Yeah, man, I got it.* *So what have you been up to?* *You still dating Jordan?”*
*“Eh, you gonna introduce me?”* DeSean said, looking over at Lilly, his face betraying no indication that he was in fact immediately drawn to her figure which was fully displayed with the shirt and the skirt.
*“Oh, duh… Yeah, DeSean Ross: Lilly.* *Lilly: DeSean Ross.”*
DeSean ignored the earlier question, taking Lilly’s soft, diminutive hand in his, which were large enough to easily palm a basketball. Her hand disappeared inside his.
*“Oh my god, your hands are warm!”* Lilly said without thinking.
*“Yeah, always have been. I think that means I’m hot natured”* There wasn’t any intent behind the comment, but Lilly stammered, searching for words, finally responding with an awkward *“ well that must be nice for your girlfriend when it gets cold.”* OOF, she thought. Dan looked over, irritated.
DeSean laughed. *“Yeah not at the moment.”*
*“What happened with Jordan?”* Dan repeated.
*“Ehhh… what can I say?* *We were oil and water.* *Not my type anyway.”*
“What, model hot not your type?” Dan jabbed.
Now it was Lilly’s turn to shoot him an irritated look. DeSean noticed. Unfazed, *“No, to be honest I got bored.”*
*“Dude, how could you get bored with THAT girl?”* Dan, oblivious to Lilly’s growing anger at his fawning over his friends girlfr… well, ex-girlfriend.
DeSean picking up on the tension between the two, looked at Dan, neutrally, then at Lilly, with an almost imperceptible mischief in his eye. *“You know, I was business on the court.* *I’m business in the classroom.* *But I like to cut loose with women.”* He looked at Lilly for a nanosecond and continued *“Jordan looked the part, but… vanilla.* *She didn’t have it upstairs, and damn sure didn’t have it in the bedroom.”*
*“Well fuck, man”* said Dan “*Maybe if you had it what she needed DOWNSTAIRS she wouldn’t have been so boring. Take care of business or be out of business, y’know?”* Dan jabbed, laughing at his own taunt. Lilly now realized Dan had had one too many bourbons. She was just about to punch his arm when DeSean took over *“Boy you stupid!* *Talkin’ shit to me in front of your girl. You need to take her home before somebody else does.”* Looking over at Lilly *“Hey it was nice meeting YOU.”* Back over at Dan *“You, my friend… I’ll see you in class tomorrow if you’re not too hungover.* *We should hang out though”* It wasn’t clear if that last had been directed at Dan, the couple, or perhaps…
The whole exchange now had Lilly on edge. There was a rosy, flushed bloom spreading across her tits and up her neck, as it did whenever she became aroused. Thinking about Dan’s sophomoric jab at the size of his friends’ dick got her to wondering. Dan had a decent cock, she wasn’t unhappy in the size department. But this gorgeous, mahogany-skinned athlete, standing a full head taller than her bf, and – she couldn’t help but think to herself – a black guy, he couldn’t be small. She wondered what Dan would think of her pale white skin against the red-brown of DeSean’s and got immediately and scandalously *wet.*
They left the bar in separate directions and headed home for the night, DeSean on foot and Lilly & Dan in Dan’s car.
“You were a kind of an ass to your friend DeSean.” Lilly said, after pulling out onto the main road.
“Huh? Nah, we give each other shit. He wasn’t mad.”
“He seemed like a nice guy. You’ve never mentioned him? He seems to think your final is presentation is going to be tough.”
“Yeah, I bet you think he’s nice. You’re not into him are you?…. You are.” Dan looked at her, slightly puzzled. *“Look at you!* *Your face is red.* *Your tits are pink.* *You wanted to fuck him!* *I can’t believe you want one of my friends to fuck you!* *What the fuck!!!!”*
Lilly was flushing red and she knew he could see it, even in the car. Rather than mortified embarrassment, she felt aroused. She hadn’t flirted with the tall athlete, but now suddenly wished she had. Testing the limits of Dan’s fantasy of seeing her with someone else, she smiled and patted his thigh*. “Oh relax babe, I don’t want to fuck your friend DeSean.”* She paused for a long moment, softly rubbing her small hand on her boyfriends upper thigh. *“Not yet, anyway.”* Dan’s head, looking out the window at passing lights, now snapped around, mouth agape. But he said nothing. Just stared. *“I might want to see his cock though”* she said with a wry smile on her face. The light turned red.
*“Lilly… come on… I… we…”*
“Shhhhh” she said, placing a manicured & polished index finger against his mouth. She let it slide down, returning to his crotch, which had now become urgently hard. Her left hand came off the steering wheel and brushed against the top of her exposed cleavage. Gently rubbing the tops of her breasts, fingers teasing at the laced edges of the cup of her bra. She closed her eyes, trailing her hand down to the hem of her skirt, as her other hand massaged her boyfriend’s turgid erection. *“You insulted him, Dan.* *You said he didn’t have what it took to keep his girlfriend happy.* *I bet he does.”*
*“Lill…”*
*“I want to see it.* *I could take it out for him.* *Measure it.* *You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”*
Dan wasn’t speaking, just nodded dumbly, his mouth now dry.
Lilly’s hand was under her skirt, stroking the damp, warm silk of her panties. “Maybe if his was bigger than yours, he would win the bet.”
“What’s the bet?” Dan said after a moment. The light turned, and Lilly took her hand away, pulling away from the intersection and shifting gear.
“Take out your cock.” Dan sat there, not moving. “*Take out your dick, Dan!”* This time, the force of her words got his attention. She wasn’t loud or angry. But it wasn’t a request, either. Dan fumbled with his belt, popping the fly on his jeans, the zipper, and then reached down and pulled himself free of his boxers. Lilly looked briefly over at him. She could see the shiny wet tip in the passing street lights as she drove. “Stroke it. Slowly. And I’ll tell you what’s the bet.” He nodded, and began massaging with two fingers, then three. “The bet, Dan, is me. You hurt your nice friend’s feelings. I think his dick is better than yours. And you should either prove it, and you’ll have bragging rights. Or he’ll prove you wrong, and I’ll apologize for you.”
“YOU’LL apo-?” Dan began to question.
*“Yes”* she said, cutting him off*.* *“If his cock is bigger than yours – and I hope that it is – I’ll get down on my knees and beg his forgiveness for your asshole behavior at the bar tonight.* *And then I’ll pay… with my mouth.”*
*“Baby…”* Dan continued stroking.
*“I’ll pull it out and measure, feel how hot and thick it is in my hand.* *I’ll squeeze it, feel the satin smooth skin.* *The veins.* *It’ll look so big and dark against my hand.* *So powerful.* *Do you think he’s circumcised?”*
Dan’s eyes went wide.
*“Mmmmm”* she continued. *“now I really want to see it.* *I have to know.”* They approached the next light. She reached over, taking Dan’s fully hard prick in her hand. She rolled her thumb over the top, around the pink crown, smearing precum, making him hiss. She slid her hand down to the base, against his jeans. She squeezed tight and began jacking him*.*
*“I won’t be able to resist.* *I’ll promise to jack him off, but you know I’ll want to taste it.* *If it’s big and long and thick, I’ll want to see if I can get him in my mouth, like this”* She popped her seatbelt, set the brake, and leaned over, engulfing Dan to the root in one smooth motion”
“Oh fuck!” he gasped, as her blonde hair moved rhythmically up and down in his lap as the wet tightness of her mouth worked him.”
The car behind them honked. She wasn’t sure how long the light had been green. They both jumped. Lilly laughed, admonishing him *“you have to watch the lights for me baby.* *I’m too distracted.”* She pulled into traffic. They were getting close to home now.
*“Keep stroking your cock for me.* *I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before we left the bar.* *We could have given your friend a ride home.* *You could have sat in the back seat to watch lights for me.* *Just imagine…”*
Dan groaned. He was close to his orgasm, and Lilly knew it. They pulled off onto the access road to the apartment. *“You could have been such a big help, watching traffic for us while I leaned over at the red lights to gag myself on DeSean’s massive black cock, feeling it push all the way down my throat”*
*“Uggghhhh”* Dan was thrusting his hips into his fist, lost in the fantasy Lilly was creating.
*“I want you to cum Dan, I want you to cum and imagine you’re doing it at the same time DeSean unloads his thick white cum in my mouth.”* A wicked thought crossed her mind. *“Do you think my mouth will taste different when you kiss me?”*
Dan exploded with a roar, surprising Lilly with its volume in the confines of the car. Cum spurted up his shirt and spilling all over his hand. He was breathing hard. She pulled into the parking space*.* *“Holy fuck that was hot babe.”* He was breathing hard.
*“Good, then you can set it up for next weekend.”*
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