He’s back

Vi sits alone in an empty classroom, forgoing the library, Vi had asked a TA that was finishing up a tutorial if she could use the room to study, the TA had been hesitant but Vi managed to convince her through her natural charms and charisma. Surely it wasn’t because Vi was getting close; her sweet, flowery perfume wasn’t intoxicating to the nerdy, lesbian TA.

Vi gets teased alot by Erik, Sai, Ari…. And well, most people that know her that she’s a natural genius and barely needs to study… Which isn’t completely accurate. She does need to study but she does pick up concepts up very easily. Much to Erik’s jealousy. She smirks to herself as she switches between tabs, writing hand written notes for her business unit.

Vi hadn’t always been like that, she had struggled in high school, ‘easily distracted’ , ‘talks a lot’, ‘something, something, undiagnosed ADHD’. Her father would get intensely frustrated with her, despite his bouts of rage he knew his daughter very well, and he knew that every teacher that suggested getting her tested were dead wrong.

Vi was just bored. A mixture of boredom and teenage hormones, led Vi to not care and stop trying, the heavy, overbearing hand of her father whipped her into shape in her final year. She ended up at this uni after applying for a scholarship behind her fathers back, he had wanted her close, wanted her in Law, Engineering, or Medicine. Vi wasn’t convinced she would see uni graduation if that was the route she went down.

She was overjoyed when she got the scholarship, a scholarship that even despite her fathers wealth, was too lucrative to turn down. He had to hide his displeasure at her deception, and ‘allowed’ her to leave.

Vi had gone almost no contact very quickly, kicking the can down the road.

The frequency of his recent communications sends fear through her entire being.

Untz untz untz untz untz

Vi doesn’t hear the door open behind her, her head bops along to the bassy music blasting into her ears, she almost jumps out of her skin when a the chair is pulled out next to her, the large male mass slamming down, she knocks her headphones back off her head as she turns, “Fuck ME!” She pants, letting out a huge breath as her heart rates jumps.

“On the table or the desk?” The blonde haired, blue eyes, tattooed surfer asks her, leaning an arm on the back of the chair and peering at her with hungry eyes.

“You scared the shit out of me, Max!” She complains, bending over to grab her headphones form the ground.

“Loud ass music.” he states simply, shrugging, “How you been? Missed this?” He reaches and puts a hand on his crotch, grinning stupidly.

“Did I miss sex? No. I got plenty of it with Erik.”

“I’m better though?” He grins, toothy and wide.

Vi glares at him, he leans back and puts his hands up innocently, “I’m juuuuust playing. Chill.”

He leans forward after giving Vi and up and down, “Really though. Let’s fuck.”

“I’m studying.”

Max bites his lip, “Aight.” He stands up, “We still have the same rules?”

Vi leers, “Yeah.”

“Okay.”

Max grabs Vi’s phone, he puts his bag on the table, opens the camera, flips the camera and starts recording, “Shit’s weird. But I don’t care.”

Vi watches him, not stopping him, proud of the himbo for knowing his role, she sits up straight, arching her back against the back rest and looks at her laptop screen, staring at the several open tabs she has open.

Max stands behind Vi, reaching from behind her, grabs her breasts, his hands pressing into the soft flesh over her ribbed jumper, Vi lets her eyes flutter as she glances at the camera with a smirk.

“Max… I’m studying.” She moans softly, leaning her head back into his chest.

“Don’t let me stop you. I just missed these tits.” He squeezes again, the fabric riding up her midriff.

“Hmmm.” She breathes, pushing her chest into his hands.

Max lets go and pushes her head forwad, “Keep studying.” He grins, reaching below her shirt.

“No bra?” He asks as his fingers find her nipples, “You knew I was coming, didn’t ya?”

“I did it for Erik.” She replies, reaching out to grab his leg hungrily, “I wanted him to find me and press me into a wall.”

“Hmmm. He’s not that kind of man is he?”

Vi bites her lip, her hand caressing his leg, “No… He isn’t.”

“Happy to take that role.”

He pulls her shirt up and bares her tits to the classroom air. His hands squeeze her breasts roughtly, his fingers gliding over her nipples. Vi pulls on his jeans, pulling him around to face the camera, she fumbles with his belt and pulls his cock out.

“Fuck… It’s been so long. I’ve not felt full for a while…” She smirks, looking up at Max, “You going to throw me onto this desk? Feed me what I need?”

Max grins, letting go of her breasts, he helps her onto the desk, the phone shaking as her bare ass is placed on the table, “Fuck. Skirts are hot.” Max says with a grin, “No bra and a skirt, he needs to pick up your hints better.”

Vi opens her legs and pulls her skirt up her legs, scrunching at her hips, “He does. Oh well. I still get cock, he gets to jerk off.” She giggles as she reaches for his cock, stroking it softly, “And you get to fuck my pussy.”

Max grins, happy to play the role, happy to have the fun without the commitment, even if the way Vi looks up at him is starting to affect more than just his cock.

“OOOooooh Fuckkkkkk.” She moans, her nails scraping into his exposed arm, her pussy stretching to accomodate him inside her, “It’s so fucking good, Max!” She moans, gyrating her hips into him.

“Fuck you look so beut-sexy moving like that.” Max says quickly, covering something quick, Vi’s still getting used to his size, so she misses anything untoward.

“You want to get caught or something? Fuck me, Max!” She moans, her hips starting to move fast, “I want your cum on my tongue, I want to taste you, it’s been so fucking long.”

Max thrusts into her, the devices on the table moving roughtly, neither of them notice the fact that the phone falls flat onto it’s face, capturing only audio.

“Pull your shirt up.” He breathes through his grunts, Vi grabs at her sweater and pulls it up, her round tits bouncing with every thrust, “Fucking hell.” He leans forward, still grunting as he wraps his lips around her nipple, using his teeth to tease her nipple.

“Yes! Suck my tits! I want your cock touching my womb!” She moans, her legs hooking around his waist. Vi’s biggest vice is the fact that she just truly loves sex. She’s not a nympho or anything, but once she is getting fucked, sucking, jerking, whatever it may be, she fails to notice anything around her. Phones falling, the sudden ceasing of footsteps, the quick glance through the window on the door into the classroom. Golden eyes shimmering with interest.

She can only focus on the orgasm that puts her body into rapture, shaking around Max, feeling empty as he pulls out of her, his hands in her hair as she gets pulled forwarded, her senses getting even more intoxicated when her mouth fills with thick, hot cum.

Max turns his head, and sarcastically says“Ohhh no, the phone fell… Noooo.”

“Who cares?” She says after swallowing, reaching for the phone; she keeps her character going, grateful for her position in life, “That’s how my little guy likes it.” She looks into the camera, smirking as she kicks her lips, “Enjoy, love.”