Corruption of the nerds

Marcus and Katie entered the house to find Trace talking to some people while everyone either sat on their phones or watched some sort of game theory video on the TV.

"This is tragic," said Katie she whipped out her phone and started firing off texts, "do they know they're throwing a party?"

"Remains to be seen," said Marcus depositing the keg in the kitchen.

"Hey man," said Trace as he saw them setting up, "hey Katie."

"Bro," said Katie, "this party fucking sucks."

"Well I mean they're not really party people," said Trace.

"Yeah, no shit," said Katie pouring herself a beer, she chugged most of the cup and topped herself off, "how the fuck am I supposed to let loose around these stiffs?"

"Pass out some beer," said Marcus handing cups to Trace.

"Oh I don't think they're much for drinking," said Trace.

"Don't be a pussy," said Katie, "Mark help me get a beer pong table set up."

"I don't drink," said Marcus setting up cups.

"Fucking hell," groaned Katie, "not you too Marky Mark."

"Sorry," he said thinking up a lie, "it's a liver thing, genetic."

"Fine," she huffed, "but if I get drunk enough to make out with one of these nerds it's on you."

"I will make sure you only kiss hotties," he said.

"Right," she said, "I've got a reputation to maintain."

Trace and Katie's friend agreed to play Marcus and Katie in the hopes it might get more people up and doing something while they waited for more people to arrive.

"We shoot first," said Katie.

"Why you?" asked Trace.

"Because I brought the keg," said Katie.

She shot and got a cup then tossed the extra ball to Marcus who sank his shot.

"Fuck yes," she said giving him a high five, "you had me worried with all that no drinking bullshit."

Marcus and Katie were on fire, Trace only managed to sink one ball which was one more than his teammate.

"We're cleaning up," she said as she sank another shot leaving one cup.

Marcus lined up and sank his shot and Katie punched his arm.

"Fucking on fire," she said, "alright losers off the table find us some new victims."

"Trace," said a nervous looking guy.

"What's up Gerald?" asked Trace, "you want next?"

"There are girls here," said Gerald.

"Um yeah," said Katie, "been here."

"Pretty girls," said Gerald.

Before Katie could react Marcus was holding her back, "fuck does that mean!?" she raged as Gerald scurried away.

The house filled up quickly, Lily and Wei showed up with seemingly the entire field hockey team, the women's lacrosse team, the women's swimming team and the women's soccer team. Andy and Seth showed up shortly after with some of the guys who weren't in DK. Marcus and Katie were on their fifth game at this point, no one had managed to make more than two shots against them meaning Katie wasn't drunk yet.

"Come on," said Katie, "can anyone here make a shot I'm gonna die of thirst."

They waited for a new team to approach while Marcus nursed a soda.

"So what's up with you and Anastasia?" asked Katie, "she seems happier lately, less Olivia Rodrigo, more Sabrina Carpenter."

"We worked through some things," said Marcus.

"Sounds less sexy than I was imagining," said Katie, "especially after that first time, she was in a stupor about how good it was."

"We kind of figured it was better if we keep sex out of it," said Marcus.

"Suit yourself," said Katie.

Marcus turned to look towards the front door and saw Anastasia walk in alone, damn she looked good, that low cut flowy white top, tight shorts.

"You're drooling," said Katie.

"Sorry," said Marcus turning back to the table.

"Don't be," said Katie, "I was too."

"Hey guys," said Anastasia as she saw them, "you two looking for an opponent?"

"Yup," said Marcus trying and failing not to sneak a look.

"Well let me find someone," said Anastasia, "I know how competitive Katie gets."

"It's not being competitive if you're just that good," said Katie as Anastasia walked off into the crowd, "bro that top is gonna make me miss all my shots, fucking deliberate."

"Definitely," said Marcus, "hopefully whoever she finds sucks."

Unfortunately for them, mostly for Katie, who she found was Andy and while Anastasia wasn't a great shot Andy was and soon Marcus and Katie were down to their last cup.

"Fuck," said Katie draining her glass, "it was a good run."

"Not over yet," said Marcus.

Sure they were down by seven but Anastasia stood, holding her cup, right in front of her tits.

"Stop staring bro," whispered Katie.

"See something you like?" said Anastasia with a smirk.

Marcus let the ball fly and it landed in Anastasia's cup.

"What does that mean?" asked Anastasia as Andy hung his head.

"It means we lose," said Andy.

Katie leapt into Marcus arms with a scream, "that's my fucking teammate!"

"Good game," said Anastasia, "thought I had you two thoroughly distracted."

"Almost," said Katie as Marcus put her down.

"You two staying on the table?" asked Anastasia, "kind of hard to hang with you guys."

"Depends on my designated drinker," said Marcus, "wanna go out on top?"

"I do like it on top," said Katie staring at the front door as Yasmin, Celia and Josie entered.

"Damn," said Marcus and Katie in unison.

Katie grabbed both of them, "table is open," she shouted as she brought them into the bathroom.

"Katie," said Marcus, "I understand you're bringing Anastasia in here but why am I here?"

"What? Shut up," she said punching his arm, "you didn't tell me Celia was coming."

"I didn't?" he asked as she hit him again.

"I am not dressed to be flirting with that," she said, "oh god I should have worn makeup, I should have bought makeup, does my breath smell like beer, do I look ok?"

Marcus looked her over, she had on a loose tee, tight biker shorts and slides, her hair was thrown up in a messy bun.

Katie read his face and hit him again, "fuck."

"Come on now," said Anastasia, "I can work with this, Mark, give us some privacy but don't go far."

Marcus stood outside the door as one of the ND guys rushed over.

"Occupied," said Marcus as the desperate looking boy ran out the front door and hurled.

He turned towards the party, Josie in that outfit, she was sitting on Trace's lap and smirked at Marcus when she saw him looking.

"Hey Papi," said Yasmin wrapping an arm around him, "I've been looking for you."

He kissed her cheek and put an arm around her shoulder, "enjoying the party?"

"Not really," she said, "the alcohol smell is making me nauseous."

"Well we can be sober together," he said.

"The chica is mad at you," said Yasmin, "you know that?"

"Well aware," said Marcus.

"Well if I was in your shoes," said Yasmin, "I'd put the little brat in her place."

Marcus raised an eyebrow, "just a suggestion," she said with a shrug, "I bet she melts the second you put your hands on her."

"I'll take your word for it," he said, "you have any plans for tonight?"

"I do," she said with a smirk, "I just need to steal Trace and literally anyone else."

"Mark," came Anastasia's voice as she cracked the bathroom door.

"It's a long story," said Marcus as Yasmin raised an eyebrow.

Anastasia practically dragged him in and closed the door.

"How'd I do?" asked Anastasia, "there wasn't exactly a lot for me to work with in this bathroom."

Katie was wearing Anastasia's top over a sports bra, she kept the shorts and slides. Her hair had been pulled back into a tight ponytail and Anastasia had done some makeup.

"Damn Katie," said Marcus, "you clean up nice."

"Really?" asked Katie blushing.

"A+ Stasi," he said.

"Wish me luck," said Katie ducking out of the bathroom.

"Probably shouldn't leave together," said Anastasia as she put on Katie's shirt which was tight across her chest, "I don't want to upset Josie."

"It's fine Stasi," he said, "you and I are friends, she'll have to get used to us hanging out."

They sat in silence for a moment, the energy was palpable, she wanted him and he very much wanted her.

"I should go," he said reaching for the door.

"Mark," she said taking his hand.

"Yeah Stasi?"

She hesitated and let him go, "it's nothing, have fun."

"You too," he said opening the door.

***

Celia stood talking to Lily, Wei, Seth and Andy. They were all flirting but Celia wasn't really interested in anything from any of them. She sipped her drink and scanned the party, quite a few ladies here to each guy, if the nerds had any balls it would be easy for them.

"Hey Celia," came a voice.

She turned and it took a minute to register who she was seeing, "Katie?" said Celia, "you look good."

Katie blushed hard, "you look amazing as always," said Katie.

"Thanks," said Celia looking Katie over, she had cleaned up well, even if the top was a little big on her.

"Sorry I didn't reach out after," said Katie, "I didn't want to seem clingy."

"No problem," said Celia stepping closer to Katie so they were side by side, "it wasn't exactly like we went on a date."

"Right," said Katie, "just, that night, a lot of adrenaline."

"A lot," said Celia flashing back to that night, Katie having her bent over, working her strap deep into her as she whimpered through another orgasm.

"You know," said Celia, "you were the first."

"First?" asked Katie.

"First girl," said Celia.

Katie blushed even harder, "wow."

"Listen," said Celia leaning towards Katie so the girl could feel her breath on her, "I just got here but if someone was to offer to walk me home later, you know how campus gets on the weekends."

"It's a date," said Katie trying to hide her excitement.

***

Josie walked out of the bathroom and looked for Trace, he was so hard with her on his lap she could feel him through his jeans. The icing on the cake was that Marcus had seen them together. As she walked past a room someone grabbed her and yanked her into the dark room closing the door. She went to speak but they cupped their hand over her mouth.

"Trying to make me jealous?" came Marcus' voice.

"I'd say I'm succeeding," said Josie as he uncovered her mouth, "Trace is waiting for me, maybe I'll go let him have what he wants."

"I don't think you're going anywhere," he said holding her against the wall.

"Why?" asked Josie, "don't you have a blonde to run back to?"

She couldn't see him well in this dark but she knew she'd struck a nerve as his grip tightened on her waist.

"What Marcus?" she asked, "going to keep me here all night?"

"Not all night," he said, "just til I'm done with you."

He yanked down her panties and stuffed them into her mouth before picking her up in his arms, she felt his cock, hard, pressed against her bare slit and with a groan he brought her down onto him.

"You want to be a slut?" he growled, "you're my slut."

He fucked her up against the wall, his hands holding her tight as he pounded into her. She was so wet between teasing Trace and him grabbing her that she'd taken him in easily. To her own annoyance she was already close, he fucked her like he owned her and there was no way for her to escape. She clung to him as she came and he fucked her straight through it, his lips on her neck.

"You wanted to be entirely mine," he said, "that means I get you when I want you, how I want you," he yanked the panties out of her mouth and tossed them aside, "and what do you say?"

"Thank you sir," she said as he pressed his lips to hers and fucked her even harder.

"You want to fuck other people?" he growled undoing the top of her dress freeing her tits, "that's fine. You want to tease me? You'll get punished. You want to set the rules? I'll remind you who owns you."

"You do," she whined as he stretched her, hard, fast, deep, "you own me, you own this pussy."

"Fucking right I do," he said pressing a finger to her ass, "and soon I'm gonna own this too."

"Oh fuck," she whimpered as his finger slid into her untouched hole.

She kissed him hard, he bit her lip as he fucked her, her pussy squeezing him with every thrust. He put her down, holding her steady as her legs shook and turned her towards the wall. She was short next to him so he lifted her so her toes were barely touching the floor and rammed himself back into her.

"Scream all you want," he grunted, "I want everyone to hear how much you fucking love it."

She braced against the wall, his hands tight on her waist as she came again, her legs dangling.

"I love using you like a fleshlight," he groaned, "I'd breed your slutty pussy but you haven't earned it."

She whimpered as he pulled out and he let her fall to the ground, before she could get her bearings she felt him grab her hair and force himself into her mouth.

"This is how a proper slut apologizes," he said pushing himself into her throat, "let's see if you can throat me as well as your roommate."

He pushed deeper than he ever had and she let him, he had total control over her and she wouldn't have it any other way. He was so deep, if she puked, she puked she told herself, he needed to forgive her.

"Close," he said as she felt him throbbing.

He thrusted at this new depth and she felt him unload. She grabbed his thighs and tried to focus, she needed air, she needed to swallow. He finally pulled out and she gasped and held herself together just barely as she released her hair. She sat in a crumpled mess, drool running from her mouth, his cum already down her throat as she gasped for air and wiped tears from her eyes.

"I'm sorry," she said after a minute.

She heard him zip himself up, he must still be angry.

"Marcus," she pleaded, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" he asked calmly.

"For questioning your friendships," she said, "it's just Daemon said-"

"Daemon said!?"

Oops.

The door opened and slammed and she put her head in her hands.

"Well that wasn't your brightest move," said Daemon, "now he's definitely going to run to her."

She put her outfit back on and tried to fix her makeup before walking back out into the party, she couldn't find him anywhere, she found Anastasia talking to some people but he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Have you seen Marcus?" she asked.

"No," said Anastasia with a smirk, "but you definitely just did."

Oh god they had all heard her, luckily Trace was also nowhere to be found as Josie shoved through the crowd trying to find Marcus.

***

"Yasmin," said Trace as she led him into an empty bedroom, "I told you I'm waiting for Josie."

"She's preoccupied," said Yasmin closing the door.

"What's he doing here?" asked Trace pointing at Gerald.

"He's helping with what I want," said Yasmin.

"What do you want?" asked Trace.

"You remember that day in the shower?"

"Yea," he said smiling.

"Well after you came on my face someone else fucked me while I was still a mess and it really got me going."

"Ok," he said, "so what's the plan?"

"Gerald here is gonna get his first blowjob and cum on my face," she said.

"And then?"

"Whatever you want baby," she said with a wink.

Yasmin stripped off her top and let her tits fall free as she knelt in front of Gerald who was seated on the edge of the bed. She undid his pants and took him out, he was perfectly average, she'd seen worse.

"You've got to tell me when you're close," she said, "then once you're done vamos, got it?"

He nodded enthusiastically, "you're really hot."

"I know," she said taking him into her mouth as he shuddered.

She started to bob her head and Gerald grabbed her with both hands, she pulled off, wound up and slapped him, "I'm steering," she said.

He dropped his hands back to his sides, "porn got you losers thinking every blowjob a fucking face fuck," she said taking him back into her mouth.

She didn't even have to give him her B-game and in no time he was on edge, "so close," he whimpered.

She popped him out and with a few strokes he exploded onto her face, this at least he was good at, it was a massive load.

"Fuck," whined Gerald.

"Bye," said Yasmin.

The boy hurriedly fixed his pants and left. As soon as the door closed Trace was on her, he laid her back and yanked down her pants before burying his face between her thighs.

"Oh baby," whined Yasmin, "that's what the fuck I'm talking about."

"You're already so wet," said Trace sliding two fingers into Yasmin as he sucked her clit.

She grabbed his head and held him in place, yes this was definitely something a slut would do and that was why it was so good. Trace's fingers worked their magic and soon she came hard not bothering to muffle herself. He slid his fingers out and pulled down his pants freeing his cock. He got her into doggy and slid into her.

"I love your ass," he said slapping one of her cheeks.

He grabbed her hair and tugged as he started to thrust, his cock hitting a perfect spot as Yasmin focused on the mess she was wearing. Sure Trace wasn't Marcus but he was very good at holding a pace, he was good at doing what she wanted and his cock was more than enough for a good time.

"You been thinking about my cock?" asked Trace.

"Yeah baby," she panted, "you did so good your first time."

"I've been thinking about this slutty pussy," he groaned, "as soon as I saw you tonight I wanted you."

"Yeah baby?" she asked ,"well you got me."

"Fuck yes I do," he said holding her waist as he went harder.

"Oh fuck," whimpered Yasmin, she was close, he was fucking her perfectly, she was a perfect cum covered slut.

As Trace brought her closer he pressed his thumb to her asshole and she whimpered as it entered her.

"You want my ass baby?" said Yasmin, "you can have it some time."

"God yes slut," he groaned.

Yasmin had to resist the urge to bury her face in the sheets as she came, he felt good, the idea of him fucking her ass was just another layer to her fantasy. Trace grabbed her by the neck with both hands.

"Gonna fucking cum," he groaned, "your pussy is milking me."

Another creampie, she knew she wasn't on any birth control but she didn't care, he gave her this fantasy he could have her pussy.

"Where do you want it?" he gasped.

"Anywhere!"

She felt his pace quicken and then warmth as he buried himself in her.

"Fuck," he groaned falling back onto the bed.

"My my," said Yasmin, "good job baby."

Trace gave a thumbs up and closed his eyes.

***

Wei and Lily had been enjoying themselves, Seth and Andy were keeping them company but neither of them really wanted to go home with their guy.

"We should do body shots," said Lily after another drink.

Wei just cocked an eyebrow, "I think you've had enough."

"No," slurred Lily, "sides we're not doing the shots, we're the bodies."

Lily grabbed a bottle of tequila from somewhere and laid on the kitchen island. She poured some into her exposed belly button and Andy eagerly drank it.

"You need salt and a lime," said Seth, "like this."

He put a little salt on Wei's neck, put a full shot glass down her cleavage and a slice of lime into her mouth. A crowd began to gather as Seth sucked the salt off of her, he then got the shot glass out of her cleavage with his mouth and threw it back, finally he sucked the lime out of her mouth only to toss it and press his lips to Wei's.

"Now that's a body shot," said Seth with a cocky grin.

"Funny," said Wei, "you'll lick my neck but not my pussy."

Seth stood dumbfounded as Andy and Lily laughed, "bro that's a dick move," said Andy, "no respect."

"Who's next?" asked Wei as hands went up.

***

Marcus wandered across campus, he didn't know where he was going, he wasn't mad at Josie, he was mad at Daemon, he was mad at his dad, he was mad at himself. Walking wasn't putting any distance between him and Daemon but he needed to try to clear his head.

"Marcus!" he heard from some distance.

He turned and saw Josie carrying her heels trying to keep up with him. She'd clearly been crying and it broke his heart, none of this was her fault. He walked towards her and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry Jos," he said, "I'm so fucking sorry."

As if on cue Tabitha appeared from behind a nearby building.

"Evening," she said, "party over already?"

"Long story," said Marcus.

"You two want to talk without the demon listening?"

"You can do that?" they both asked in unison.

"No way she can do that," said Daemon.

Tabitha put her hands on each of their temples and closed her eyes, "make it quick, this isn't exactly easy."

The world spun and went black, in the void all he could see was himself and Josie, not Josie as she was currently, Josie as he'd first met her.

"I'm sorry," said Josie, "after the car, I don't know what came over me, but then Daemon came to me and he showed me all about your curse, he convinced me the best way to help you was to drive Anastasia away."

"It's ok Jos," he said, "I never should have involved you."

"Well I am involved," she said, "I do want to be with you."

"We can't trust Daemon," said Marcus.

"I know that now," said Josie.

The void spun, up was down and they both collapsed onto the ground as Tabitha shook her head.

"Long enough?" she asked.

Marcus nodded, "thanks."

"You owe me," said Tabitha, "again."

***

The party had turned into a full on rager, someone had set up speakers, liquor appeared from somewhere. Every room in the house was occupied by at least one couple.

Getting a little too wild, thought Celia. She watched the body shot procession unfolding, she saw Yasmin and Trace return, Trace grinning ear to ear. Katie caught her eyes from across the room and seemed to read her mind. She worked her way through the crowd and leaned against the wall next to Celia.

"You look popular," said Celia, "don't let me steal you away."

Katie simply took her hand and led her out of the house.