School trouble

I always imagined the love of my life would be kind, gentle, loyal, and sweet. And considerate. I ponder how my preferences could have changed so drastically as I rub my needy pussy, resting on my knees naked under Vanessa’s desk licking and kissing her cock as she silently studies physics. I should be studying myself, but Vanessa says she can think clearer when her dick is wet. I should be taking a shower, but Vanessa says I should wait until she’s ready so she can rail me once more today while she showers too. I should be doing a lot of things, but Vanessa says a lot of things.

With mid-terms coming up Vanessa is cramming hard. I smile beneath her, both proud that she’s able to work so hard for her future and amused at the thought of how I’m also cramming in my own way as I slide her cock to the back of my throat.

Her hand appears on my head and pushes me back slightly, “I told you before, not too much or it gets distracting. Just keep me comfortably wet.” I hum my understanding to her before slipping her out of my mouth to liberally tongue bath her. Her hand pets me a few times before once again going back above to work on her problem sets. Or maybe she’s on to reading the next chapter?

My professors are getting worried about me. I’ve been making it to all of my classes, and taking excellent notes. But I’m struggling to find the time outside of class to study or do the few assignments I’ve been given. College may generally not have many assignments, but that just means each one is worth more and I haven’t been able to turn in a single one. If I can’t turn it around with these midterms… I shake my head slightly. I can’t let this get to me. I came here for a reason, to be a better version of me! I have a mission. I need… to find a better pillow. My knees need more support if I’m going to service Vanessa through her midterms.

A knock at the door briefly distracts me. “Come in!”

“Hey tall dark and rude, where’s your pet cutie-pie?” It’s Sandra! Maybe she can help Vanessa study? “Oh, never mind. I see you down there baby. Why is it every time I come over she’s either not here or preoccupied.”

“Do you want to study or not?”

“… um, is Violet going to join us or…” Sandy sounds confused, didn’t she already say she saw me down here?

“She’s helping me study by keeping me comfortable, and letting me look through her class notes.” I’m so glad I get to go to class to take notes for Vanessa.

“If you’re using her notes to study, don’t you think she might be able to help you herself directly?” Sandy sounds a bit exasperated.

“Well, her notes are great but her grasp on the material is really slipping. Our bitch of a math professor is already saying depending on the midterm she may not be able to pass her course.”

“So… let me get this straight. You called me over to help you study, while your girlfriend is failing out of college because she’s too busy servicing you under every desk you sit at.”

Wow, I thought I was good at awkward silences. Despite being the topic of conversation, I still have a job to do. Her dick begins to soften. What, no! Am I not doing a good enough job? I desperately lick up her shaft and twist my tongue around the head.

“Well, when you put it that way it sounds bad. But you know how happy she is to be taken control of. If I don’t put my cock in her daily I can practically see the self doubt start creeping into her thoughts.”

Sandy takes a deep breath and lets it out in a loud sigh. “Look, if she fails out then you can’t be roommates anymore. And her futures shot but I figured I’d lead with the thing that effects your dick first before mentioning how it will effect your conscience.”

“I’m telling you it’s not that simple. I’ve watched her self doubt almost cause a car crash on multiple occasions when she’d come up to a street sign she wasn’t expecting.”

“Why would that cause a crash?”

“Take your pick; brakes slammed at the last minute, rapidly switching turn signals as she tries to figure out which way to go, getting flustered and forgetting which pedal her foots on. There’s a reason I drive us everywhere now.”

“Okay, that sounds bad. But even if she needs a good fuck once or twice a day to keep her confidence high, that still leaves plenty of time to study.”

Vanessa slides out a little bit to let Sandy get a better look. “Hey, do you want to help me study above the desk or do you want to lick my penis?” I open my mouth to answer orally, and flick my tongue across her tip.

“… did you actually fuck her brains out?”

“Look, I thought we were just having fun! By the time I noticed she was already like this.”

“Oh my god you actually fucked her brains out. She needs a dick detox. And more therapy than I think we are able to provide.”

“Therapy won’t fix her. Besides, you don’t know she’ll fail. And even if she does she’s still my girlfriend.”

At this point I was a little insulted. Vanessa asked what I wanted to do, not what I should do. Of course I know that I need to study. And I totally can stop whenever I want. As soon as she cums I’m going to study. It might be an hour or two from now but I can’t possibly stop before finishing, I’m a good girlfriend.

Sandy groans, “I love you two, but you both suck sometimes. If she fails out she either needs to find a new place to stay or go back home. She’s not from around here, if she moves back home it basically ends your relationship. You understand that right?”

“I know, I know. Look, I’ll figure out how to make her study. But if things don’t work out can she stay with you? The school doesn’t control the sorority house.”

“True, but the sorority controls the sorority house and they don’t like couch crashers. Although… if you joined the sorority then I’m pretty sure we could convince the other girls to look the other way.”

“What, are you one vote away from becoming sorority queen or something?”

“Funny, but no. You have a dick. Lots of girls like your dick. Many of my sorority sisters have heard us through the walls and would like to try your dick. If it means you move in I doubt many of them would object to a non-student living in your room. Still, this is a back up plan.”

I feel Sandy’s hand reach down and pull me away from my unfinished task. “You, study now and you can fuck later.”

Sandy forces me to my desk and throws down my math book. “But I’m not finished.” I pout with need.

“After!”

Sandy sits down on Vanessa’s bed and pulls out her own math book. “Okay, can you solve number 7 at the end of chapter 3? That should be a good gauge for where you’re at.”

We studied for the rest of the night. As Sandy packs up to leave she looks even more concerned than before. She points to Vanessa, “Dick detox. I’m serious, you both need to calm down with the sex. And you need to study.” After pointing briefly back towards me she finally leaves.

I instantly turn to Vanessa, hopeful she craves my touch a fraction as much as I need hers. As I approach she grabs me by the shoulders. Yes! She looks deep into my eyes. I can feel my pussy drenching itself in anticipation. She opens her mouth and says!

“Go to your bed. Sandy’s right. No sex until after midterms.” I’m devastated. I thought Sandy was my friend, how could she betray me like this. I haven’t slept in my own bed for weeks. I swear one day I’ll get ****! Damn you Sandy!