Sara’s Savior

It took a little less than twenty minutes for Darren to make it across the quad. He was worried. He cared a lot about Sara and it troubled him to hear her in pain. She would not explain over the phone what was wrong but that she needed someone to talk to. Someone she could confide in and feel safe with. Someone like Darren.

Darren walked in the back entrance and up the stairs figuring that this way he would meet the fewest people. As he opened the door to her floor, his nose was assailed with the strong scent of sex. He was smelling it everywhere. He saw several woman in the halls and they mostly seemed to have a glazed look about them. He saw one girl actually with her hand down her shorts right there in the hall. He found himself imagining himself between her thighs.

His mind was brought back to the present as he heard a girl at the end of the hall saying, “Vicki, snap out of it. Vicki!” Darren saw a girl shaking another girl who was just standing there watching the masturbating girl. He also saw the alert girl look in his direction for a moment then turn away and go in a room. Darren hurried to Sara’s room and went inside. Unbeknownst to him the alert girl had been peeking around the room door watching where he was going.

Darren saw as he entered the room that Sara was under her sheets and crying. Clothes were scattered around the room including two pairs of very wet panties. The room smelled strongly of sex. Darren however was unable to discern if the smell was drifting in from outside or was originating from in here. Sara sat up and held out her arms. Her tear stained cheeks and watery eyes made him feel sad and want to hold and console her. He went to her and started to lie down on the bed next to her.

Sara stopped him and held up her sheet for him to crawl underneath. Darren’s eyes went wide as he saw she was completely naked. He also saw that her breasts were larger and her waist thinner. Her hair even seemed brighter as he thought about it. His mind did not find it wrong but began to fill with desire. Sara’s voice filled his mind once again bringing him to his senses. She pleadingly asked, “Are you getting in love, I need to feel you hold me?”

Desire and love filled Darren as he crawled in under the bed sheet. She quickly nuzzled up against him. He noticed right off how warm she felt and how fantastic she smelled. He could not put his finger on it, but whatever perfume she had on was terrific. As she embraced him, his body felt shivers of pleasure that increased his desire.

Darren held her to him but she continued to fidget and softly cry. He waited for her to be ready to talk. At one point she began to unbutton his dress shirt and rubbed her wet check against his chest. The touch felt electrifying to Darren. She mumbled something about scratchy as she continued to undo his dress shirt and pull it from his jeans.

Darren thought this was odd but who was he to argue as horny as he was feeling. He shifted multiple times because his cock tensed and grew inside their confines. She continued to cry and was softly saying, “I was in here dreaming when Melissa came back and **** herself upon me. I didn’t know she’s a lesbian. She ground her dripping snatch onto my face as I laid on the bed. I tried to **** her off, but she was much stronger than she looks.”

The words created visions in Darren’s mind. He saw Melissa holding Sara’s arms above her head and moving up and down smearing Sara’s beautiful face with her nasty juice. The vision of Sara’s face caused his cock to spasm. He wanted to desperately free his cock as it was uncomfortable lying next to Sara with them on. Sara’s hand was running up and down his chest as her face lie on his neck. He could feel her hot breath against his skin.

Melissa continued, “She continued rubbing on my face forcing me to eat her out until she came. Instead of being done she turned around and laid down upon me. She pulled my pants and underwear off.”

Suddenly, his mind remembered the two sets of underwear on the floor and how wet they both were. He knew which pair was Sara’s. He could tell that despite herself, she had enjoyed what happened physically at least. His mind was brought back to the present as Sara described images of Melissa taking her. The words soaked into his addled mind creating pictures. “I felt her tongue penetrate me and lick deep as she played with my clit. I couldn’t help myself as she brought me to a climax,” stated Sara.

Sara leaned up and sensually kissed Darren before she seductively whispered, “Can you forgive me Master?”