Fun fantasies with Artemis

Artemis didn't show up for their next class.

Derek's brow furrowed in worry as he glanced at the empty seat behind the desk next to him.

Is she avoiding me? Did I push her too far earlier?

He bit his lip, hoping that wasn't the case.

The class was silent for the most part as the students feverishly worked to complete a large exercise packet that would become homework if left uncompleted by the end of the class.

Barbara didn't share this class with him, so no judgy redhead stared at him from the other side of the room.

"Derek, you and Artemis are good friends, right?" His calculus teacher Ms. Davis stood at the side of his desk. He looked up at her and couldn't help but give the brunette a warm smile. She had dark brown eyes that stood out from the pale, creamy skin of her pretty face.

"Yeah, I guess so," he muttered, unable to mask his worry.

"Have you seen her today? It's not like her to miss class."

Left unsaid was that it was absolutely within character for him to skip lessons.

"Yeah," he said. An idea formed in his head. "She looked kind of sick this morning. I'm pretty worried about her, actually. Can I go see if she made it to the nurse?"

His teacher seemed to mull the idea in her head for a moment before glancing at his exercise packet, which he hadn't even started.

"Look," he said, to forestall any objections on her part. "The assignment you gave us can be completed for homework anyway, right? Whatever time I miss in class will just be more work for me to do at home."

"That's correct, Derek," an emotion Derek couldn't place suffused her voice. Was it respect or resignation? "Very well, you may look for your friend. There will be no dillydallying, however. I expect to see a note from the nurse when you return."

Derek nodded. "Thanks, Ms. Davis." He stood up from his chair and walked to the room's exit. A few faces looked up from their desks to watch him leave, but returned to their work soon after.

The nurse's office was the first place he checked.

No sign of her...

He drifted throughout the room under an illusory cloak of invisibility, checking behind bed curtains to see if Artemis had actually gone to the nurse. No such luck.

I really hope she hasn't left school altogether.

He passed by the girls' restroom and stopped. He turned around, beholding the large wooden door. Most boys would be too scared to enter any place reserved for the fairer sex at Gotham Academy. Headmaster LeMay's wrath towards the males foolish enough to do so was legendary.

Luckily, I know a thing or two about getting into places unseen.

He double-checked the hallway for any foot traffic before he blinked. A light pulse echoed from the back of his skull as he faded from the view of anyone who would glance at him. It was one of the few illusions he could cast on himself and automatically apply to anyone who wandered into the area around him with minimal effort.

I wonder why that is. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm not forcing anyone to see anything, but rather just not see me.

He tabled the thought and opened the bathroom door. The area around the sinks was deserted.

He was about to leave when he caught the sound of a soft moan from the direction of the stalls. He walked over to them, noticing right away that one of the stalls was shut.

"Mmm... oh, Derek. Ahn. Yeah, right there..."

Derek's eyebrows shot up before his mouth settled into a smirk. Pride flooded his chest and his cock hardened.

No way. Is Artemis really schlicking it to little old me?

He moved to the adjacent stall, making sure to obscure himself from the girl's senses as he stepped onto the toilet and peered over the stall wall.

Artemis Crock sat on the toilet in the locked stall. Her dark blue Gotham Academy uniform skirt was hiked up and her thin blue panties clung to her ankles. She reached her right arm down between her legs and Derek caught a glimpse of the girl's pussy as her index finger rubbed the nub of her clit in a circular motion.

Holy shit, she's wet.

"Ugh," Artemis shut her eyes and bit her lower lip. "Oh god, this is so wrong. I shouldn't be thinking about Derek... oh fuck..."

Derek grinned widely. He'd never gotten an opportunity like this, nor had he ever had a woman so fixated on him before.

A wrong, but absolutely delicious idea crossed his mind.

Could I...?

He swallowed his nervousness and blinked, shifting Artemis's perceptions so that she no longer saw herself in a bathroom stall.

"Wha... what the hell," Artemis muttered. Her finger continued rubbing her moist cunt. "How did I get to my bedroom? I've gotta be dreaming..."

Derek stepped down from the toilet seat and went down on all fours, crawling into Artemis's stall. He stood up, watching the olive-skinned blonde masturbate feverishly.

"Hey Artemis," he said, shrugging off his invisibility like a jacket.

"D-Derek!?" Artemis cried out. She made to cover herself, but he conjured an illusory mouth to nibble at her clit and her hands fell limply to her sides. "Oh, fuck...."

"What's wrong, babe?" He said, adopting a concerned look. "Is the man of your dreams really that disgusting to look at?"

"Man of my dreams?!" She would have shrieked if another two illusory tongues hadn't begun lapping at her nipples. "Omigod... okay, Artemis, f-focus. Oh yeah, right there... oh, uh... None of this is real. Snap out of it."

Derek reached down gently and put his hands under the girl's arms. He lifted her so that she stood upright.

Their faces were inches apart.

Artemis's dark eyes glimmered with lust as they stared into his.

"Wha-"

He pressed his lips against hers.

She stilled for a moment as he kissed her, moving only when an illusory tongue flicked over a sensitive area.

Her lips began moving against his. He felt a hand lace itself in his hair, drawing him closer to her. She moaned into the kiss, eyes closed as their lips danced against one another.

Derek probed her lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. Artemis acquiesced readily, opening her lips and allowing his tongue into her mouth. Her own tongue responded, twisting and swirling against his.

He reached his hands downward and lifted Artemis's skirt, settling them on her asscheeks. He squeezed her thick bubble butt with his hands, causing Artemis to moan cutely and press herself up against him, mashing her breasts against his chest.

They broke the kiss after a few minutes. A strand of saliva connected them between their lips.

Artemis's big breasts rose and fell with her chest as she breathed heavily. Her warm breath tickled his face.

"Hm, well you're a much better kisser than Wally," she muttered breathlessly, gazing up at him. Her eyes were glassy, as if she were in a trance. She shook her head a moment later and her eyes grew more focused. Derek caught a flicker of guilt in her eyes.

"This is so wrong," she said. She refused to look away from him, as if she were worried he'd disappear if she did. Her cheeks were flushed. "Only a horrible, disgusting girlfriend would fantasize about another guy, even it this is just a one-off daydream!"

He gave her rear a sharp squeeze and drew her close to him again.

"If this is a dream, then maybe we should have some more fun before you wake up," he whispered, heart hammering in his chest. He didn't think his cock had ever been harder than it was now. "No one has to know."

His illusory tongue trailed along her vulva.

"Oh!" She whimpered. Derek grinned, taking secret pleasure in dominating a tough, confident tomboy like Artemis.

When she didn't object, he spun her around and bent her over, forcing her to throw her arms forward to brace herself against the bathroom wall.

"You have a really nice ass," he lifted her skirt so her full, light brown globes came into view. He gave her a sharp smack on her right asscheek, causing it to jiggle deliciously. He intensified his illusory ministrations of her cunt when did so.

"Ow! What the hell, Derek?" She turned her head to glare back at him, but her stare grew less intense as she registered the pleasure in her pussy. "I- oh god, I'm so messed up."

"No, you're perfect," Derek said. He unclasped the belt of his uniform trousers and unbuttoned them before sliding them and his boxers to pool around his ankles.

"You're huge," Artemis stared wide-eyed at his exposed hard cock. "But of course you'd be. This is all just my imagination. There's no way you'd be that big in real life."

Derek had to stifle a laugh.

Nope, the cock is all me. No illusions there.

"Am I bigger than your boyfriend?" he asked.

Artemis sighed and rolled her eyes at him. "Way bigger. Now hurry up, I've gotta get back to class."

He shuffled closer Artemis so that he could line his cock up with her pussy.

I can't believe this is happening.

The head of his penis touched Artemis's wet labia. A tremor of arousal coursed through him.

Artemis's eyes met his and she bit her lip.

He grabbed her asscheeks with his hands and pressed forward. His cockhead disappeared into her pussy. She was hot and wet and tight.

"Ugh, you're so big," Artemis muttered.

Derek grinned widely and pushed further with his hips, shoving another into Artemis's drooling pussy.

"Oh, fuck," he muttered when her pussy walls clamped down around his cock, welcoming the invader deeper inside. "You're so hot and tight, Artemis. You have the best pussy I've ever fucked."

"Ugh..." the blonde moaned when another inch of his cock disappeared into her cunt. "Y-you were probably just a virgin."

He spanked her ass in response. "You think so? And what does that say about your reaction right now? Do you always let virgins dominate you like this? You're such a slut."

"Fuck yo-oh!" He shoved his cock forward until he was sheathed almost entirely in Artemis's tight pussy. His cockhead brushed against her cervix causing her to whimper.

"Oh shit! Holy fuck!" Artemis's eyes rolled upward as Derek began fucking her in earnest. He conjured more illusory tongues to tease her clit and nipples. One tongue found its way to her asshole, causing her tight rosebud to twitch as her mind experienced the sensations.

White-hot pleasure coursed through him from his cock like lightning as Artemis's cunt spasmed around him.

After a few minutes, she cried out.

"Derek, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!"

She wailed as he coaxed an orgasm out of her.

Derek reached his limit too. He shuddered and emptied his balls into Artemis's unprotected pussy.

He pulled out of her, grinning as thick rivulets of white baby batter spilled from her folds.

"Oh my god," Artemis whimpered. She rotated herself so she could collapse back down on the toilet, which to her addled, manipulated senses was a simple chair in her bedroom.

He waited for her to close her eyes before he reactivated his invisibility. He pulled his pants up and crawled out from the stall before dismissing Artemis's bedroom illusion. He walked over to the bathroom door and half-opened it to see if anyone was in the hallway.

Looks deserted. Oh shit, I forgot about the cum!

Hurriedly, he conjured another illusion to prevent Artemis from perceiving his ejaculate in and around her pussy.

"Wow, that was intense," he heard Artemis say. He heard her stand up and unlock the stall.

He calmed his breathing and knocked on the bathroom door. "Artemis, are you in there? Are you okay?"

"D-Derek?" he smirked at the way her voice cracked when she said his name. "Uh... yeah, I'm fine. You do realize this is the girl's bathroom, right?"

"Yeah, I noticed," he rolled his eyes. "Look, Ms. Davis was asking about you and I told her you disappeared after our last class. She sent me to go look for you at the nurse's office."

"Dammit," she said. "How long was I gone for... twenty-five minutes!" The stall door flew open and Artemis shuffled quickly across the tiled bathroom floor.

"It's okay, I've got a note from the nurse," he said as he held his hand up. Artemis scrutinized the empty space around his hand before she looked at him confusedly.

"This looks like Ms. Klein's signature. How did you get her to write a note for me?" she said.

"I forged it," he said shamelessly.

"You did not," she glared at him, but he caught the way her lips quirked upward. "Why am I not surprised you'd know the nurse's signature by heart."

"Guilty as charged," he said. "Are you gonna tell on me?"

She sighed. "No, but only because we're toge- friends," she corrected herself mid-sentence. Her face reddened.

"So, after you?" he said, gesturing to the hallway with his hand.

She smiled at him and took the hand in hers. A soft moan escaped her lips at the contact.

"T-that was really sweet of you to do that for me," she said. She leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

Derek rewarded her with an illusory tongue flick of her clitoris, eliciting another moan from the girl. He drew her close to him with his hand so her gorgeous body was molded against his. She didn't pull away.

"Don't mention it," he said as they began to walk back to class. Artemis didn't say anything when his arm wrapped around her waist or when his hand drifted down to her skirt to cup her rear.