The bells of 'not the damn'-est idea

John looked around, slightly distracted by the noise. Sure, his main focus was still on the wet pussy in front of him, how couldn't it be, but the sound was still there. And it became louder by the second. And not only louder, also more high pitched. As if someone started fucking inside of the bell, the same way he fucked his fingers into Vanessas snatch.

After a bit over a minute - she was by now happy with his fingers, not even complaining about his missing oral participation, and just leaning back, grinding her hips against his hand - John could no longer keep his head straight with the loud and annoying sound. It was as if he was in a dream, and the obnoxiously loud alarm clock was ringing next to his head, trying to wake him up.

Wait a second... given everything that happened, that was not even an unlikely explanation! John emphasized on his efforts to ignore the sound. If this was a dream, then at least he would use the last seconds he had asleep well!

"Stay like that!" He instructed Vanessa and stood up, his hand still in her pussy, while the other one unzipped his own pants.

"Oh, you wish!" He heard her and felt her hand push him away. "Not in a million years am I gonna let your babydick fuck me. Just stick to your fingers, they are the bigger sticks anyway!" John was getting angry. At least in this dream, his dick had grown. Sure, she couldn't know. All she knew was probably what Frank told her, and that was that he still had a 4 inch pecker. Okay, he was still below average, with his barely 6 inches now, but he felt good enough that he justified to himself to pull down his pants and reveal them to her.

Or so he planned. The bell was ringing so loud in his head that it caused him active headache, which ended in his member not standing as he had expected it to.
'Come on, little guy. You have been hard for the last 48 hours straight, almost. Don't leave me hanging now!' he argued mentally against his dick, but like always, the dick decides in the end when he is hard and when not.

"I said no!" Vanessa shouted at the sight of what she must think to be his full length. Considering everything, a few days ago, it was. Crap basket. Now that rumor would stuck even more... Unless...

Before he could do something else, Vanessas patience ran out. "Get out. You had your chance to be worthy of my presence for once in your life, and you blew it, now get the fuck out or I will cry that you **** me, and given our reputations and standings, noone is gonna believe you. The fact that my pussy was just on your hand will not let you get out either. So don't even try arguing. So stay and go to prison, or you leave silently. Or if you must say something, the only words that will not send you to jail are 'yes my queen, I am a tiny dicked idiot and should have kissed your ass with a lot of tongue when I had the chance.' " She glared at him.

Usually John would have welcomed the challenge to his mental, and Gamer skills. But the first ones were out cold, taken by the bell that was by now surely adding a status of mental health loss to his other notifications. The second one were out, simply due to his mana lack. So involuntarily, he ended up being pushed out of the small place, leaving behind the horny and willing hottest girl in his class.