Guilty Pleasures Pt. 7 – Revenge on the sorority girl [M20/F20, Dub-Con, Spanking, Public/Sneaking]

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The morning came too quickly. I woke up to Jamie sliding out of bed, still naked. Her body was pale in the cold morning light, and as she turned to pick something up, I could feel the oncoming morning wood as my eyes traced over her ass. She turned to look back at me.

“Stay here,” I whispered. “With me.”

“You need to get up too, don’t you have that thing today?” She said.

I stared blankly at her for half a second, still thinking with my dick rather than my head.

“Oh, shit.” I said suddenly. The fucking presentation with Cassie. “Oh, shit. Shit, shit!!”

I gave her a quick kiss and a smack on the ass on my way out. I stuck my head out for a second to make sure it was all-clear, then dashed into my room.

—-

I was panting by the time I got to the building. As I was reaching the door, I saw Cassie running over from the opposite side of the courtyard, clearly in a hurry as well. I beat her to the door. As I held it open, I considered closing it right on her just for fun.

“Hurry up,” I said.

“Shut up,” Cassie snapped, a little out of breath. “You’re late too.”

As she passed me, our eyes met and the memory of last night flickered through my head. We stared at each other for a moment, the air heavy with tension. She was just standing inches from me. She was wearing a black pantsuit and blouse, which somehow all accented her perfect body rather than hiding it.

“Let’s go.” I said roughly. “We’re fucking late, come on.”

She opened her mouth to say something, then just smiled a little. She walked in, taking on a bit of a strut.

Something came over me- maybe what Jamie had said last night about Cassie testing me. My eyes fell like they always did upon her glorious ass. I picked up my pace, and just as we reached the study room where the rest of the group was, I grabbed her ass and gave it a rough squeeze as I slipped past her into the room. I heard her gasp and stop walking.

*Oops*. I thought.

But she walked in right behind me, only momentarily fazed. She met my eyes, then smirked.

“Where the shit were you guys?” Matt asked. Everyone else was already there,

“Sorry,” I said. “Ran late. Let’s run through it one time before we go.”

“Yes, let’s.” Cassie chimed in. “And, uh, of course, we’ll be doing the slides that I wrote.”

—

We were walking out of the classroom, finally finished.

“Hey, that was good!” Matt said.

“Yeah, I just messed up that one question at the end.” Becca said.

“It’s okay,” I reassured her. “It wasn’t that bad. We killed it anyway.”

“Wait, everybody.” Cassie said. “Come with me, I have something.”

She ducked into the study room where we were. I shot Matt a bemused glance.

“What is it?” I said.

She pulled a full bottle of Fireball whiskey out of her backpack.

“Let’s celebrate!” Cassie said, beaming wickedly.

“Jesus, I’m not getting drunk at 11:00AM.” Matt said.

“Oh, don’t be a baby. Let’s just do a pull each, you know.!” Cassie said.

“This is some business major activity.” Becca muttered, but she took the bottle.

We passed it around, taking a quick swig each before Cassie was putting it back into her bag. I felt the warmth spread through my core with a pleasant tingling.

“Okay, I gotta go, actually.” Matt said. “It was good working with you guys!”

“Yeah, me too.” Becca said, and they were gone, leaving me alone in the room with Cassie.

She looked at me like a cat looks at its prey.

“What?” I said.

“You didn’t read all the slides I wrote.” She said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. “You skipped one and said a bunch of your own shit that wasn’t on the slides.”

“Yeah, I guess I just thought it was important to bring up some other points.” I said.

She was leaning back against the table, just staring. She folded her arms.

“Eric, did you forget what I said last night?”

“Uh.” I said. I hadn’t forgotten a single bit of what had happened last night.

“I said, we’d do things my way. That was the deal.” She was approaching me. She was right up against me. She poked a finger into my chest. “Eric, I could make your life very difficult. And you’re lucky that I let you even see my tits. A lot of other boys would be very grateful for me to give them a little taste of what you got last night.”

“Oh, I am so honored.” I said. “So honored that I got to touch a girl that’s probably been fucked by like five other guys this week.”

Her cheeks flushed and her eyes took on a steely edge.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Cassie hissed.

“I said what I said.” I growled, suddenly shoving her back.

She bumped into the table behind her. A look of uncertainty flashed over her face.

“I’m tired of you fucking with me, Cassie. Enough of this shit. Stop trying to micromanage me in class and stop fucking with me during the parties, it’s fucking annoying.” I said.

“Don’t talk to me like that.” She snapped. “You don’t get to-”

I cut her off. “I think I’ll fucking do what I want.”

I was in dangerous waters here, but something was burning inside me. Maybe the Fireball, but I hadn’t had much. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shoved her against the whiteboard.

She gasped. “Get your fucking hands off me! We’re in public!!”

“Yeah?” I said. “Do it, scream. Scream. I’m sure you’ll get someone’s attention.”

She looked like she was about to do it. She opened her mouth, and I braced myself for my impending demise. Then she closed it.

“Eric,” She whispered, her voice steady like a surgeon’s knife. “Take your hands off me. Let me go, and we can work this out.”

“Nah,” I said. “Nah, I don’t think so.”

She was breathing a little heavily, her big blue eyes shining. Then we were kissing, I was pushing her back against the whiteboard, delighting in the feeling of her full body pressed between me and the wall. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberries.

She shoved me back with surprising force. She slapped me and I felt my cheek go numb. But she just smirked a bit as she watched me stagger back.

“I said, don’t fucking-” She began. I didn’t let her finish though. I grabbed her and spun her around, pressing her front into the wall.

“Hey!” She squealed. I grabbed her ass, squeezing each of her cheeks through her slacks. Then I gave her a sharp spank.

“I let you take the lead last night, but I think you owe me something.” I growled in her ear. “My turn now.”

Her breaths increased rapidly. “Eric, let me the fuck go-”

I spanked her again. Then again. Even though the layers of fabric, her ass was perfect to the touch. She was trying to feebly do something with her arms, but I grabbed her left wrist and pinned it against the small of her back. I ground my crotch into her ass, letting out a satisfied moan as I felt her big ass press against me.

“What the fuck- we’re in a school building-” She hissed, her voice strained. “What the fuck are you thinkin-!”

I wasn’t listening to anything she said. I yanked her off the wall and shoved her down over the desk, driving my hips into her ass. She made a small whining noise, but she barely struggled as I threw her around.

I grabbed her waistband and tore it down- her button popped free easily and her pants were slipping in a flash. Her beautiful ass was fully exposed, covered only in a pair of sheer pink panties.

“Oh my God-” She panted. “Not- not here. We’ll get caught, Eric, stop it, I’ll- I’ll-”

I hooked a finger around her panties and dragged them down, exposing her completely. Her panties were soaked, her lips visibly dripping.

“Looks like you want it here.” I said, smiling. She wiggled her hips a bit, pushing her ass out.

“Let me up, you fucking psycho.” She said. I could hear a tinge of amusement entering her voice. “Seriously- fuck, let’s go back to my place, not here.”

I let go of her wrist and she quickly reached down for her pants, but I slapped her ass hard, reveling in the ripples that spread across her cheek.

“Ow! Fucking bitch!” She spat. “Don’t-”

I grabbed her ass and pushed her down against the table.

“Stay,” I commanded. “Don’t fucking move again.”

“Or what?” She was glaring at me from over her shoulder. “You like being the big man, holding a girl like me down? The fuck are you going to do? I should scream right now and have everyone come see what this looks like.”

She wasn’t moving, though.

“Go ahead,” I said, slowly sinking to my knees until her ass was all I saw. I grabbed it with both hands and squeezed, then spread her cheeks so I could see her holes. Her pussy was wet and glistening. I kissed her ass, then her inner thigh. She moaned. I took it as an invitation to put my mouth where the money was, eagerly licking and kissing her most intimate area in the middle of the meeting room.

Cassie was moaning louder and louder, though I could tell she was trying to keep it quiet. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, pushing it in a few times before withdrawing. I squeezed her ass again, then kissed her asshole briefly. She gasped, her ass twitching.

“You fucking freak.” She said, breathless. “You like eating ass? I’m gonna make you-”

I spanked her to shut her up, then flicked my tongue across her asshole. She moaned again.
“Be a good girl,” I whispered. “Stay like this.”

I was bent over her, whispering into her ear. Her body was under me, my hand cupping her ass. It felt delicious to have her bent over the table in the middle of a study room. We were all the way in the back and I knew it was risky, but I didn’t care.

“Fuck you,” She whispered back. “Fuck you, Eric. I’m gonna get you back, just you fucking wait.”

Her words dissolved into moans as I pushed two fingers into her. I slid them back and forth, feeling her wetness suck me in. I pulled them out, ran my slick fingers over her asshole and then back into her pussy.

I pulled my fingers out and spanked her, hard enough to feel my hand sting. She let out a small yelp.

“Shut up, Cassie.” I said. “I’ve had enough of your shit. You’re a slut, understand?”

I punctuated my words with slaps across both her cheeks. Her beautiful pale ass was slowly starting to redden.

“Shit!” She moaned. “Fuck, okay, okay. Yes, I’m a-” Her voice trailed off.

“You’re a what?” I smacked her again, then plunged my fingers into her pussy, roughly working her g-spot.

“Fuck you,” She laughed a little in between her moans. “You want me to be like the whores in whatever freak porn you watch, you’re gonna have to work for it.”

“Fine,” I said. I spanked her again. Then again. Then again. Cassie let out small yelps at each one, but they quickly became moans. Her ass under my hand felt so right, warm and soft and smooth. I was delighting in it, watching her ass jiggle and shake with each blow. I grabbed her hair with my other hand and yanked, pulling her off the table a bit.

“Owww- fuck you,” She whined. “Not my fucking hair!”

I was painfully aware that the longer we spent here, the more likely it was that we were going to get caught. I didn’t really know what I was doing. I wanted Cassie to break, to make her mine, but she was putting up a hell of a fight. I didn’t have time to figure out how to stretch the game out longer, so I quickly unzipped my trousers.

I freed my hardness from the bindings of my underwear and waistband. I lined my dick up with Cassie’s pussy, feeling her wetness right at my tip.
“Oh, fuck.” Cassie said. “Fuck you, are you crazy? You don’t get to fuck me.”

I stepped closer to her, letting my dick slip between her thighs. I reached down and adjusted it again, sliding my shaft over her slit. Then I lined it up at her asshole, tapping against her little pink hole.

“No!” She jerked upward, making to turn around. I pushed her down again, with a little more force than I intended. She fell against the table with a grunt. I grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm back again, pinning it against the small of her back.

“No, no, no!” She whispered desperately. “Not my fucking ass, Eric. Not here!”

“Fine,” I said. “Then beg me to fuck your pussy, or I’ll pick which hole.”

“Fuck me, okay! Fuck my pussy.” She panted. She wagged her hips, pushing her ass against my dick. “Fuck me hard, please. Fuck my little pussy.”

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I plunged into her. She felt divine. She was wet and silky, and her big ass felt like pillows for my hips.

“Oh my God.” She moaned with pleasure. “Fuck, yes.”

I drove myself deeper with each thrust, panting with exertion. I didn’t have anything to say, no quips, no insults. I just needed to fuck her. The air was hot and heavy with the smell and soft, slapping sound of sex. I twist one hand into her hair, pulling her head back. The other finds its grip around her waist, securing her ass as I continued to pound it.

I felt her pussy squeeze on my shaft. I grabbed her ass, spreading one cheek so I could watch her asshole wink. I alternated between spanking and squeezing, enjoying the sensations from her pussy as she reacted.

“Ah, ah- fuck, Eric.” Cassie panted. “You’re a dick, you know that?”

“Uh-uh” I said. I began pushing my thumb into her ass.

“Fuck!” She squealed. “No, not there!”

I kept at it, slowly working it in. Once I got past the first knuckle, her ass practically swallowed my thumb. I kept fucking her, my thumb in her ass and my other hand clutching her pretty blond hair. I felt her moans get increasingly desperate, her pussy wetter and wetter.

“You want to come?” I growled. “Come for me, you fucking slut. Show me how much you like having me in your holes.”

“Oh, fuck!” She cried breathlessly. “Yes, fuck! I’m a- I’m a slut. Fuck me, please!”

She came. I felt her juices flood her pussy and her legs trembled. I kept thrusting in and out of her as the orgasm rocked her body. I could feel myself ready to burst as well.

“Where should I come?” I growled, slowly dragging my cock out of her wetness. “On your face so you’ll have to walk out of here with it dripping on you? Or maybe I’ll just come in your ass-”

“Come in me, come in me.” She moaned. “I’m on birth control, just come for me.”

I didn’t expect that, but as soon as I heard it, I let go. I came inside with her with a desperate grunt, reveling in the sensation of her soft pussy squeezing my dick as I came.

“Fuck,” I said, pulling out. I staggered back against the whiteboard. She was still bent over the desk, her ass red and pussy leaking cum. Cassie caught her breath, then shimmied her pants back up over her fat ass. I fumbled with my pants for a bit before pulling them back up and zipping up.

She turned to face me with a smirk. Her eyes gleamed. I stepped forward, right up against her.

“We’re even.” I said.

“Maybe.” She smiled. “You know how long I’ve been waiting for your dumb ass to do that?”

“Sure.” I said. I cupped her face in one hand, running my thumb along her lips. It was the same thumb that had just been in her ass. She kissed it, then flicked her tongue out to lick it. She grinned at my reaction.

“So,” She said. “Wanna be my date for our formal this weekend?”

I smiled. “I’d love to.”

“Great,” She said. “It’ll be a lot more fun than this.”

“What’s that mean?” I asked, kissing her. She pulled back and planted a kiss along my jaw.

“Oh, you’ll see. It’ll be a surprise.”

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