I got this prompt from u/Redhotlipstik and thought it would go perfectly with Kas in college. I hope you all enjoy and I hope you forgive me for the artistic liberties I took Redhotlipstik!
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I was tired… I mean really tired.
I barely realized that jacket I hastily threw on to ward off the heat as I made my way to the library to the vending machine.
I barely realized the stares the girls were giving me when I walked by them to find a quiet place to study.
I barely realized that I had to pay twice to get the food I was trying to buy because it got stuck the first time.
I barely realized when Addy Lennon walked up behind me.
Or well, I guess I did notice that one as my heart began to flutter and my legs felt weak. Addy Lennon is two years ahead of me in College, a Senior in her last year. I’d never talked with her before but I knew who she was because I was kind of stalking her. I only had came out publicly as gay a few weeks ago, but Addy is someone I crushed over since I saw her playing Morticia in Addams Family last year.
She was incredibly talented actress and insanely beautiful. She was 6’ with a gorgeous figure. She had the body of a swimmer. Toned abs and arms that were shown off perfectly by her sports bra that covered her B cup tits. Her dark green dyed hair fell all the way to her waist normally, but was pulled back in a ponytail now that gave me a better look at her face. Her glacier blue eyes pierced my heart and her lush, soft lips gave a warm smile. I melted into that smile and felt myself elevate out of my own consciousness, until I realized that her lips were moving.
“No way! Kas Marehob right?” My eyes opened wide. Addy Lennon knew who I was!!! My brain was dumbfounded but I found my words eventually, “oh… uhh… I didn’t know you knew me, Addy…”
She chuckled, sending small motions in her stomach and chest that gave me a shot of adrenaline and a warmth grew between my legs. “Oh Kas, I always make a point to remember everyone in all of the productions I’m in, and even more so when they’re as good as you.”
My face began to warm and I felt like I was turning into a tomato. “You’re one to talk… I mean you’re an amazing actress… You’re so pretty…” I covered my mouth in a panic. Did I just say that out loud? Maybe I was still too tired.
Addy laughed again and my eyes were drawn now to her chest. My arm had the urge to move up to touch it, but I smacked that thought down. She stopped laughing and lay a hand on my shoulder, “where did you get this jacket Kas? I used to have one just like it, but I sold it to a thrift store a few weeks back. Had some similar pins to.” She gave me a wink.
I looked down at myself and realized what I was wearing. I had a plain white t-shirt and some black sweatpants on, but I grabbed the wrong jacket. I grabbed the jacket I usually wear clubbing. I grabbed the jacket that apparently used to belong to Addy. I grabbed the jacket that I had adorned with pins like two pairs of scicisors with a lesbian flag over it, and another pin of a peach emoji that said “bruise me” in fancy cursive, then another of a womans lips with her tongue out that had “watermelon sugar” printed on it, not even to mention the pink fuzzy handcuffs pin. I grabbed my kink jacket…
I was tired… I mean really tired.
“Oh… uh…” my heart rate moved faster now, not only out of lust and anxiety, but now out of embarrassment. “I got this at a thrift store, yeah…” Addy’s eyes inspected the pins but her mouth kept moving independently. “What a coincidence. That’s probably my jacket huh! Although you seem to have personalized it on your own too.”
I blushed again and looked down. I was starting to feel nervous because of all of this. I didn’t want Addy to make fun of me for these pins and for wearing her jacket and for- “so do you really want me to bruise your ass?” Addy’s voice came out in a quiet, breathy, but authoritative voice. I looked up and she was now leaning down over me and had a cheeky smile plastered on her face. I don’t know how long I stood there in shock, trying to figure out what to say, but my pussy started talking for my mouth pretty quickly. “Yes… yes please.”
The next thing I know I’m in a side room I don’t recognize in the library, probably meant for group projects and the like. The jacket that once belonged to Addy, then belonged to me, was now on the ground, forgotten. It lay there along with my shirt, my sweatpants, my bra, and my panties. I lay far from them, I layed down on my stomach on top of a large desk while Addy handcuffed me with pink fuzzy handcuffs, just like my pin, that she had in her bag for some reason.
She finished cuffing my hands behind my back, squeezed my ass cheeks and gave me a firm slap that echoed around the room. I let out a yelp in surprise, “Not so loud Addy! You’re gonna get us caught.” She responded by giving me another slap on the other cheek, slightly harder this time. Then she started walking around the room and walked into my limited point of view. “This is a group room. It has thick walls and a hallway to get in here so people can work on projects and be quiet. Trust me, no one will hear you…” She walked out of my vision before grabbing my hair and pulled my head back roughly. “…no matter how loud you scream for help.”
I let out a soft moan. I felt a single drip move down my leg and onto the desk under me and I bit my lip. “In that case, you better make me scream.” Addy said nothing, but delivered another slap onto my ass. I let out a scream in pain, without holding back this time. Then she climbed up on the table in front of me, and she pulled up on the plain black skirt she was wearing to show nothing at all underneath.
This gave me the perfect view of what I’d imagined in private for 2 years now, her pussy was beautiful. She had shaved not too recently, and her hair was starting to grow back, her pussy itself was initially hidden by tightly closed, small pussy lips that spread as she pushed her legs apart. As they parted, her pearly white pussy juices were parted and stuck together, forming white stringy lines in front of the wet hole they had come from. Her clit wasn’t covered by any skin and was slightly swollen from arousal, begging for me to play with it. Under this was her cleanly shaved asshole that puckered and moved slightly, clearly pressed in from recent use making me wonder how often she did this. My mouth began to water and I craned my neck to make eye contact with her
“So Kas, if you love the taste of watermelon sugar so much, why don’t you be a good girl and taste me!” She grabbed my hair again and helped pull me close while she pushed her pussy into my face. I happily opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to taste the pearly white strings that dripped between her lips. It tasted sweet and acidic. An addicting taste that made me instinctively inch my body closer so I could taste more of her “watermelon sugar”.
She positioned my head so my mouth was right in front of her clit, and that was all the prompting I needed. I flicked my tongue back and forth across her clit, stimulating it by tightening the muscle in my tongue and using my neck more to lick her. I tasted less of her juices like this, but it was more than made up for when I saw her tilt her head back, pull sharply on my hair enough to hurt but not enough to make me stop, and let out a velvety soft moan of satisfaction and pleasure. I redoubled my efforts in hopes of properly pleasing my idol and she edged her body closer into me. I thought she was making it easier for me to eat her out at first, but then I felt another hard slap on my ass. My body shook from the pain but before I could pull back she grabbed the chain from my handcuffs and pulled it towards her. This hyperextended my wrists and arm so now I had no choice but to keep pleasuring her with my mouth.
She tightened her grip on my handcuffs again and let out a louder, less controlled moan. I could tell she was getting close and I knew she wanted to cum when she started grinding her hips up and down. I let her have her way and used all of my might to tighten my tongue and move slightly against her movement to give something nice to rub on. She pulled me close by my wrists and kept grinding on me faster and moaning louder proving what I was doing was working. She started to pick up her pace more and began to reach her climax so I did everything in my power to stay focused on doing exactly what I was doing and letting her use my face.
Finally I felt a warm liquid shoot out of her pussy and drench my face. She reached the crescendo of her screams and released the grip on my handcuffs. Her legs were shaking slightly but I could tell she still wanted more. I smiled, proud of myself. I’d only ever been with two girls before and this was the fastest I’d made anyone squirt. I licked my lips and got another taste of her cum, leaving me wanting more of her.
She made my wish come true when she flipped me onto my back, facing upwards with the handcuffs still in behind my back and I had to arch my back to stop them from aching too much. She disappeared from my vision and grabbed another toy from her bag. She grabbed a long mess of straps and harnesses and at the center was a dildo. I smiled happily as she untangled the straps and lifted my legs for me to fit my feet inside. I helped her get it on me and she sipped it up so the dick rested directly over my crotch facing upwards. Then Addy straddled over me.
“I need a fucking release so you better fuck me well, alright whore?” I nodded wordlessly as my brain was still in a trance from all that has happened so quickly. I was taken out of it when I felt a sting on my face from a little slap. “I said, you’ll fuck me well. Alright whore!” I nodded quickly and got out a weak response, “Yes, yes of course Addy. I’ll make sure to fuck you until you cum.”
Addy smiled and sat back onto the cock. She threw her head back as the dick made its way all the way inside her. Once she rested firmly on the bottom she opened her eyes and looked at me again. She caressed cheek slowly and hooked an arm around my neck to sit my body up while my legs still shot out under me. She grinded against my strap a few times while she wrapped her arms around my back and ineffectively undid my handcuffs.
They fell to the table, but before she could do anything I seized my moment. I delivered a hard slap right onto her face and got up from where I lay on the ground, flipping Addy onto her back while I clambered on top of her and threw her legs over my shoulders. I grabbed her cheeks in one hand to press her face together in a contorted smile. Her eyes were wide in sock, “you think you could get away with using me? You should know I’ll make you cum, but I’ll just leave you a broken mess afterwards you whore.” I positioned my strap on and pushed myself inside of her tight pussy. She let out a scream in pure pleasure and I could see her pussy start to twitch.
I stopped for a moment, “did you cum already?” Addy’s breathing was heavy and she nodded quickly. “Can’t take it when I take control can you?” I continued what I was doing slowly moving out of her pussy before I trust my hips back in. She screamed again, this time I could tell there was more pain in her pleasure too. I smiled and started speeding up. Her pussy was exploding with juices and leaving a mess all over the table, but I didn’t care. I just kept thrusting as hard as I could. I looked down at her face and her mouth was locked in a stupid grin while her eyes were rolled back into her head. I pushed down on her legs as hard as I could with my body and let out three more hard thrusts with the last of my strength. She screamed three more times with it and by the end she was completely broken.
I pulled myself out of her and admired what I had done. Addy’s legs shook furiously and her whole body was twitching. Around her crotch was a small puddle of clear liquid and her face was still locked in a look of pure excstacy. I smiled and lay down next to her. After the physical excursion I felt myself quickly being taken to sleep next to her.
I was tired… I mean really tired.
I woke up to screaming, and this time it was in confusion not pleasure. Me and Addy both shot up and saw one of the librarians standing in the doorway with both hands over her mouth and a pile of dropped books on the ground around her.
Well, guess that was one way to make sure everyone in the school knew I was gay for a fact.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rd48xe/tired_ff_school