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Chapter 2 by ManRayMansker ManRayMansker

What's next?

Oh You Didn’t Know

You enter the study room where your sociology project group is meeting. As the door swings open, you see that your group consists of three stunningly beautiful women, all between the ages of 20-22. The first, a tall brunette named Sophia, looks up from her textbook and gives you a dazzling smile. 'Hey Andy, glad you could make it!' she says brightly. You feel your cheeks flush as you mumble a hello and take a s e a t across from h e r.

Next to Sophia is Olivia, a petite blonde with piercing blue eyes. She's wearing a tight tank top that shows off her ample cleavage. We were just discussing the project,' Olivia says, shooting you a flirtatious wink. 'It's going to be a lot of work, but I think we can handle it.' The third member of your group is Emma, a curvy redhead with a smattering of freckles across her nose. She's dressed more modestly than the other two, in a loose-fitting t-shirt and jeans, but she's still breathtakingly gorgeous. She gives you a shy smile as you sit down. As the four of you start discussing the project, you find it hard to concentrate. Your eyes keep drifting to Sophia's long, toned legs, Olivia's impressive chest, and Emma's full, pouty lips. You shift uncomfortably in your seat, trying to focus on the task at hand, but it's difficult with so much eye candy in the room. Sophia is saying something about dividing up the work, but you're only half-listening. You nod along, hoping you're not agreeing to anything too strenuous. Olivia leans forward, giving you an even better view of her cleavage, and suggests a study session at her place this weekend. Emma blushes and agrees. You realize with a start that they're all looking at you expectantly. 'Uh, yeah, sounds great, you say, hoping that was the right response. The girls all smile and the conversation moves on, but you can't shake the feeling that you're in way over your head with this group.

You clear your throat and attempt to contribute more to the project discussion, despite the distractions of your attractive group mates.

'So, uh, what exactly are we supposed to b e asking people for this project?' you ask, trying to focus on the task at hand. Sophia smiles at you, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement. Well, Andy, the idea is t o go around campus and ask random people about the sexiest things they desire to do,' she explains, her voice smooth and confident. We're supposed to gather a variety of responses and then analyze them for our presentation.' Your eyes widen at the realization of what the project entails. 'Oh, wow, that's... uh, definitely an interesting topic,' you stammer, feeling your cheeks grow hot. You can't help b u t imagine what kind of answers people might give, a n d t h e thought makes your heart race. Olivia leans forward, her low-cut tank top revealing even more of her ample cleavage. 'I think it'll b e fun,' she purrs, her blue eyes locked on yours. 'We might even learn a thing or two.' Emma blushes and looks down at her notebook, her curly red hair falling in front of her face. I-I'm a little nervous about asking people such personal questions,' she admits quietly. You nod in agreement, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the shy redhead. Yeah, it's definitely going to be awkward, you say, scratching the back of your neck. 'But I guess we just have to power through it for the sake of the project.' Sophia claps her hands together, drawing everyone's attention back to her. 'Alright, so let's divide up the work,' she says, taking charge of the situation. 'Andy, why don't you and Emma team up and interview people together? Olivia and I can pair up and do the same.' You glance at Emma, who gives you a small smile, and then back at Sophia. 'Sounds good to me,' you say, trying to sound more confident than you feel. 'When should we start?' Sophia checks h e r p h o n e f o r the t i m e . 'How a b o u t right now?' s h e suggests with a grin. 'The sooner w e g e t started, t h e sooner we can finish and analyze our data.' With a deep breath, you stand up and gather your things, preparing to embark on this embarrassing but exciting project with your alluring group mates.

You and Emma pair up and head out of the study room to begin interviewing people around campus. As you walk together, Emma suggests, 'Maybe we should ask each other the questions first, just to get some practice and feel more comfortable asking them?" You agree, feeling a bit nervous but also excited at the prospect of learning Emma's secret desires. You find a quiet bench to sit on and Emma pulls out the list of questions, clearing her throat. 'Okay, first question... What's the sexiest thing you've ever done?' she asks, her cheeks flushing pink.

You rack your brain, trying to come up with something impressive. 'Uh, well... I guess it would be this one time I had sex in a public park at night,' you say, feeling rather proud of yourself. "What about you?" Emma bites her lip, looking down at her hands. 'I've never done anything very sexy,' she admits softly. 'But I guess the sexiest thing

I've ever fantasized about is being tied up and blindfolded while someone gives me a full body massage with scented oils...' She trails off, her face now bright red. Your eyes widen at this revelation and you can feel yourself getting aroused at the mental image. 'That's really hot,' you blurt out before you can stop yourself. Emma looks up at you through her lashes and gives a small smile. 'Thanks. What about you - what's your ultimate sexual fantasy?' You swallow hard, your mind racing with all sorts of depraved scenarios. "I think my biggest fantasy is having sex with two women at once, you admit, feeling your face flush. Like, having one ride me while the other sits on my face. I've always wanted to experience that. '

Emma's eyes widen but she nods. 'That does sound pretty incredible,' she says. 'Okay, last question... If you could have any superpower, what would it be and how would you use it sexually?"

You think for a moment. 'I'd want the power to make people orgasm just by touching them,' you say with a grin. I'd go around giving all the hottest women the best orgasms of their lives, just by brushing against them or shaking their hands!

Emma giggles at that. 'That would definitely be a useful power to have! Okay, I think we're ready to start interviewing people now. Let's head over to the quad and see who we can find." You agree and stand up, feeling much more at ease now that the ice has been broken between you. As you and Emma make your way across campus, you can't help but feel a spark of attraction and connection with the shy, sexy redhead by your side. You wonder what other hidden desires she might be keeping under wraps.

You turn to Emma as you walk across the quad together, feeling emboldened by your intimate conversation on the bench. 'So, what superpower would you choose?' you ask, giving her a playful nudge with your elbow. 'And don't forget the most important part - how you'd use it sexually!'

Emma blushes and ducks her head, a smal smile phat someone wanted in bed, and I could give it to them without them eve having to ask.'

Your eyes widen at this revelation. 'Damn, that's hot, you blurt out before you can stop yourself. Imagine being able to give someone the best sex of their life, just by reading their deepest desires...'

Emma nods, her blush deepening. Yeah, it would be pretty amazing,' she agrees. 'Plus, it would take away all the awkwardness of trying to communicate what you want. I always get so tongue-tied in those situations.'

You laugh. Tell me about it. I'm the king of awkward when it comes to sex. One time, I accidentally called out my ex's name instead of the girl I was with. That was fun to explain...' Emma giggles, her green eyes sparkling with mirth. 'Oh my god, that's mortifying! I once farted really loudly while giving a blowjob. The guy was not impressed, to say the least.' You both crack up laughing, bonding over your shared sexual mishaps. As you near the center of the quad, you spot a group of students lounging on the grass, looking like prime candidates for your survey.

Emma follows your gaze and takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders. 'Okay, let's do this,' she says, sounding more confident than before. With great sex powers comes great sex responsibility, right?' You grin and nod. 'Right. Let's go be awkward together.' And with that, you and Emma approach the group, ready to face the embarrassment of your sociology project head-on.

You and Emma approach the group of students lounging on the grass, armed with your survey questions and a newfound sense of camaraderie. As you get closer, you recognize one of the girls- a petite brunette named Lily from your biology class. She gives you a friendly wave and you wave back, feeling a bit more a t ease. You and Emma exchange a glance and she nods encouragingly, indicating that you should take the lead. You clear your throat and address the group. "Hey guys, we're doing a survey for our sociology class and were wondering if you could answer a few questions?' The students look up at you with mild curiosity and a few nods of assent. Feeling bolstered by their willingness to participate, you take a step forward to hand Lily a survey - but your foot catches on a stray backpack strap. You pitch forward, arms windmilling, and reach out desperately to steady yourself... on the hem of Lily's skirt. To your horror, you feel the fabric bunch and slip in your grasp as you tumble to the ground, pulling Lily's skirt down to her thighs in the process. She lets out a startled shriek and yanks her skirt back up, her face flaming red.

You lay sprawled on the grass, your own face burning with mortification as you stammer out an apology. Oh my god, Lily, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean t o - i t was an accident - Lily's friends are staring at you in shock and disapproval, while Emma looks torn between concern and the urge to laugh. Lily takes a deep breath and smooths down her skirt, trying to regain her composure. It's okay, Andy, I know you didn't do it on purpose,' she says, though her voice is a bit strained. Just... try to b e more careful next time." You nod frantically, climbing to your feet and dusting yourself off. "Of course, yeah, absolutely. I'm really, really sorry:"

The mood is now thoroughly awkward and you can tell the group's enthusiasm for your survey has plummeted. Emma steps in smoothly to try and salvage the situation. Maybe we should come back another time, when everyone's feeling a bit less... flustered,' she suggests tactfully.

You nod, still avoiding eye contact with Lily and her friends. Yeah, good idea. We'll just... go now. Thanks anyway!" You give a weak wave and start hurrying away, Emma following close behind. As soon as you're out of earshot, you groan and cover your face with your hands. 'God, I'm such an idiot! Why do these things always happen to me?'

Emma pats your back sympathetically. It's okay, Andy. It could have happened to anyone, she says kindly, though you notice her lips twitching with suppressed laughter. Why don't we take a break and regroup? We can try again later when things have calmed down." You agree gratefully, already dreading the moment you'll have to face Lily again in biology class. But for now, you allow Emma to lead you away t o the safety of the student union, where you can lick your wounds and recover from yet another embarrassing mishap.

You and Emma approach Lily and her friends again, determined to make amends and continue with the survey. Lily looks up at you warily as you draw near.

You take a deep breath and plaster on your most apologetic smile. Hey Lily, I just wanted to say again how sorry I am for what happened earlier. It was totally unintentional, and I feel awful about it.

Lily regards you for a moment before giving a small nod. Its okay. Andy, I know it was an accident. Let's just forget about it and move on."

You breathe a sigh of relief and pull out your survey questions, feeling more optimistic about the task at hand. But just as you're about to launch into your first question, you hear a chorus of snickers and jeers from behind you.

Turning around, you see a group of jocks led by a burly guy named Chad. They're all grinning and pointing at you, clearly having overheard your apology to Lily.

Aw, look at the little ginger trying to hit on the ladies! Chad crows, sauntering over to you with a nasty smirk. What, did you think you had a chance after you already sexually harassed her ?

Your face flushes bright red as you stammer out a denial. "N-no, it wasn't like that! It was an accident! Chad rolls his eyes and turns to his buddies. 'Guys, I think this loser needs to be taught a lesson. What do you say we give him a taste of his own medicine?" Before you can react. Chad lunges forward and grabs the waistband of your shorts, yanking them down to your ankles in one swift motion. You let out a startled yelp and try to cover yourself, but it's too late - your tiny dick and balls are exposed for all to see.

Lily and her friends gasp and avert their eyes, while Emma stares in slack-jawed horror. The jocks howl with laughter, pointing and jeering at your shriveled manhood. Damn, dude, is that all you ve got? Chad cackles, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "No wonder you have to resort to pulling down girls skirts to get any action!

You stand there, paralyzed with humiliation, as the laughter and catcalls wash over you. Your face is burning and tears prick at your eyes, but you can't seem to move or speak.

Finally, Emma snaps out of her shock and rushes over to you, yanking up your shorts and shielding you from view. She glares at Chad and his cronies, her face flushed with rage.

"You assholes think you're so funny, huh? she snaps, her voice shaking. How about you pick on someone your own size instead of bullying innocent people?

Chad just smirks and shrugs. Whatever, ginger slut. You two deserve each other. With that he and his friends saunter off their mocking laughter echoing across the quad.

You're still frozen in place, your cheeks wet with tears of shame and embarrassment. Emma puts a comforting hand on your shoulder and murmurs softly in your ear.

Come on, Andy. Let's get out of here, she says gently, steering you away from the scene of your humiliation. We can try again another day, when things have calmed dawn."

You let her lead you away, too mortified to even look back at Lily and her friends. As you stumble across the quad, you can't help but wonder if this project is going to be the **** of you - or at least, the **** of your dignity.

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