Taking some Pleasure for Himself ❤

Vanessa looked back at John with annoyance and clicked her tongue. “Do you really need me to tell you what to do? Just figure it out,” she sneered.

John’s jaw tightened in annoyance. “You know, if you can’t speak to me like a normal person, maybe we shouldn’t do this and just go back to class or maybe you just shouldn’t speak at all,” John complained.

“Oh whatever, ju-” Vanessa started but was muted by John with the collar around her neck.

“Good, some peace and quiet. Now, say green if you want me to continue or red if you’d prefer I give you your voice back and we head back to class,” John said.

Vanessa, in an attempt at defiance, rolled her eyes and turned to look forward. She was silent as if waiting for John, but when he said and did nothing but wait, she quietly muttered, “Green.”

“There, isn’t that better?” he asked, giving her a light slap on the ass. “The only question now is where should we start? I think it would be a shame to just rush into fucking,” John pondered out loud.

Vanessa didn’t look back but she was getting impatient, evident from her legs beginning to rub together, grinding his dick against her pussy, either in an attempt to speed up John’s decision or trying to get herself off.

John gave Vanessa’s round ass a light swat, then he pulled himself free from the warm and heavenly confines of Vanessa’s thighs. John suppressed a disappointed sigh, but Vanessa seemed all too happy to vocalise her displeasure. Her complaints died as she widened her stance, as far as her bindings would allow, in an attempt to give John better access.

“Seems someone’s eager, but you gave up your right to choose what we were doing when you told me to figure it out,” he taunted, smiling as she let out a frustrated huff.

He paced back around her once again. When he was in view, Vanessa followed his every movement until he stood in front of her. ’I kinda feel like I’m playing sexy musical chairs here,’ he mused to himself, internally chuckling at the idea.

John leaned down until his nose almost brushed against Vanessa’s. His hand reached down and overflowed with the silky warm bliss of her right breast.

The cheerleader turned her head away from John, trying to avoid staring into his eyes. John was gentle but deliberate in massaging Vanessa’s chest. He closed his eyes and focused on the warmth in his hands; he could feel Vanessa’s stiff nipples press into his palms as he moved.

A quiet moan escaped Vanessa’s lips, which caused John to shudder when her breath tickled his ear. He could feel the blonde move a little. Curious, he opened his eyes once again, but even though he’d seen her eyes before, being so up close, it made John appreciate how pretty the sapphire orbs were.

John’s attention was pulled down as the blond bit the corner of her glossy lips. He was drawn in almost like a sailor to a siren and their lips gently pressed against each other. It lasted a brief moment until a gentle moan snapped John’s brain back into realising what he was doing and he jolted back.

Vanessa’s eyes lazily opened and she stared back into his with an unexpected lack of animosity. Try as he might, he was uncertain of the emotion behind her expression.
Again, John found himself pulled towards her, though this time he was aware and halted, allowing Vanessa the opportunity to object.

’I shouldn’t have done that… Why did I even kiss her the first time? She’s just like a fuck buddy… enemy? I had no reason to kiss her and she’s not someone I’m interested in as a girlfriend…’ John thought as he stared at her lips once again. He slowly leaned closer, being distracted. ’I… It did feel nice though, her lips are really soft…’

John’s internal struggle lasted too long for Vanessa, and between slow but deep breaths, she muttered, “Green.”

John inhaled through his nose. Vanessa’s vanilla, lavender and chamomile perfume only clouded John’s head more when he felt the blonde’s lips touch his.

The cheerleader had obviously grown weary of John’s indecisiveness and responded more aggressively this time. She pushed forward, pressing her lips against his as her tongue lashed out; it wasn’t teasing, it was forceful and deliberate.

In a small act of bitter punishment, John pinched the blonde’s nipples. The bully’s frantic kiss halted abruptly and she inhaled sharply, crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure before whimpering quietly.

“It’s a kiss, not a last meal. There is no need to be that rough, so slow down and be more gentle!” John scolded.

As their lips met once more, a tenderness enveloped the kiss and John guided them both into a slower rhythm. Easing them into the kiss, John parted his lips, a motion mirrored by Vanessa. Their tongues met, and for a moment, the bully started to become more aggressive again before being reminded with a light nipple pinch.

John took the lead, meeting her tongue with an exploratory tease. The kiss continued and John’s hands caressed the supple flesh of Vanessa’s tits. His hands moved until he felt her nipple slip between his middle and index fingers. Using his thumbs he massaged the side of her tits.

Closing his fingers a little, he gently pinched the proud nubs between them and tugged at them. Vanessa’s moan vibrated in John’s chest and a warmth began to spread throughout.

John felt his dick twitching as he continued to toy with the cheerleader's chest. Vanessa breathed heavily out of her nose, occasionally tilting her head in order to inhale through her mouth. John’s breathing had followed Vanessa’s lead, becoming steadily heavier.

Indulging in each other's lips, the kiss maintained a slow but sensual rhyme. The intimacy of the kiss surpassed anything John and Vanessa had done before and he felt conflicted. The tenderness with the cheerleader was almost unnatural to him, especially given their history.

Vanessa was clumsy, even considering John’s teasing. It told John that this kind of kiss wasn’t what she was used to and that maybe the ferocity she began with was more familiar to her.

John pulled away from Vanessa. The girl attempted to follow but struggled, being hindered by her restraints. “G-green,” she murmured, her once-dreamy expression turning sour as she shook her head, glaring at John as he smirked in response.

“I think I’d like to enjoy myself a little bit,” John said, looking into Vanessa’s eyes. “This might be a little awkward, but since I’ve been playing with them, I’ve wondered what it’d feel like to fuck your tits in this position.”

Vanessa let out a whine as he took his hands back, standing up straight. The blonde’s eyes were glued to John’s cock, as it twitched and bounced close enough to her face to feel her heavy breath against it.

“You should lean your head back and try to get into as comfortable a position as you can,” John suggested.

John took his dick in hand and began to guide it to Vanessa’s chest. As expected, the position and John’s goal weren’t simple to deal with. Fortunately Vanessa’s head was able to rest on his stomach.

His cock sat nicely between the hanging pillows and John could feel his heart beat through his dick as he was surrounded. After a couple of gentle test thrusts into her chest, it was obvious that there wasn’t enough friction.

Reaching down, John’s hands cupped Vanessa’s tits once again and he smiled as the blonde let out a light moan. Pressing her breasts together, completely enveloping his dick felt good, and he began to thrust between them.

John’s breathing had gotten steadily heavier, but there were multiple problems with the angle, causing him to slow down and pause. “This isn’t working as well as I’d hoped, and I don’t think it’s very comfortable for you either,” John admitted.

Vanessa sighed, though again, John couldn’t tell if she was annoyed or disappointed. “Green,” she responded flatly.

“Wait, green as in it’s not working or green as in carry-on?” John asked, then rolled his eyes at himself. “Don’t say anything, that was a stupid question. You want to change what we’re doing because you’re uncomfortable like this, right?”

She nodded. “Green.”

John gave Vanessa’s tits one last gentle squeeze before letting them free and pulling his dick from between them.

John stood above Vanessa, his hand idly stroking himself. The blonde looked up at him, no doubt wondering what he planned to do next. A moment to think was all John needed before he took a step forward. “Open up,” he ordered, rubbing his dick against her lips, smearing precum across them.

“O-orange,” Vanessa called.

John stopped and pulled back looking down at the cheerleader. “You don’t want to do this?”

Vanessa looked up at him, her expression shifting slightly as if internally debating, then landed on slight annoyance as she opened and closed her mouth, deciding not to answer.

“Sorry… I thought you wanted me to take charge, so I assumed you would be okay with it, could you, I… uh, can I use your mouth?” John asked.

Her annoyance seemed to grow, and she huffed before repeating, “Orange.”

“I… You’re not okay with it but don’t mind something similar?” John questioned, confused.

She growled in frustration and shook her head, then grumbled, “Red.”

John opened the UI of the collar and unmuted Vanessa. “Okay, the traffic light thing isn’t working for whatever you want to say, so I’ve turned it off for now. What were you trying to say?”

Vanessa took in a deep breath through her nose and her eyes snapped down to John’s dick which was only a few centimetres away. She looked back up. “I, well,” she started, her eyes flicking between John’s dick and his eyes. “I… don’t mind…” she grumbled. “But, I’ve only done this twice before.”

“But we’ve done it a couple-” John started before his eyes widened slightly. “So I’m the only one you’ve done that with?” Vanessa looked away but her face flushed, giving John his answer. The Gamer nodded. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan on trying to **** myself down your throat. At least not unless you wanted me to be a little rough, but I’d ask before doing something like that. Going forward, I want to build trust so that you feel safe.”

The colour in Vanessa’s face deepened. “S-Shut up, like this is going to happen again after this,” she groused.

John ran his fingers through Vanessa’s hair, trailing down to cup her chin. “We’ll see,” he challenged.

Vanessa scoffed. “Just, get on with it,” she grumbled. The blonde closed her eyes before opening her mouth, inviting John in.

John used his right hand to stroke Vanessa’s cheek before cupping her jaw, while the other hand firmly held the base of his cock. Stepping closer again, John inched his dick towards Vanessa’s mouth.

There was a twitch in the cheerleader’s eyelid and John could just see the girl's eye crack open before snapping shut again. To his surprise, Vanessa’s tongue extended and met with the tip of his dick.

A shiver ran up John’s spine at the contact and his back arched as her tongue dragged up to collect the precum which had bubbled up.

Vanessa leaned forward a little and kissed the tip. Opening her mouth she sucked the head while her tongue extended to rub the underside gently. A deep moan escaped John’s lips, then he took a step forward until her lips touched about halfway up his dick.

John was careful as he began to slowly rock back and forth, ensuring not to go too deep. It wasn’t clear if Vanessa was enjoying herself or just trying to get through the blowjob but she let out a moan.

“Fuck,” John muttered. ’If I went back a fortnight and told myself that I’d be getting a blowjob and fucking Vanessa, I’d have laughed, but fuuuuck,’ he thought. ’I can probably go a little deeper now, right?’

After a moment of deliberation, John reasoned that it was okay and tried to push a couple centimetres deeper into Vanessa’s mouth, which caused her to gag and splutter. John flinched back as the bully coughed and tried to clear her throat around his dick which remained roughly a quarter way into her mouth.

A glare was shot up at John, causing him to wince. “S-sorry,” he croaked, then **** an awkward laugh. “At least I know that’s too much now, so I’ll be more careful.”

John began to move back but Vanessa’s teeth lightly dug into his cock. John threw his arms up. “Whoa! Hang on a minute, no biting! No teeth! I already said sorry and that I’d be careful,” he squeaked.

With his pride currently in a very compromising situation, John did the only thing he could. He froze, staring down with pleading eyes. Vanessa exhaled heavily, hot air rushed around John’s dick, making him twitch in her mouth.

Vanessa glared up at him again, before rolling her eyes. He was about to say something, maybe plead for the safety of his manhood, but the blonde’s plump lips sealed around his dick and a throaty moan was pulled from him as her tongue began rolling over the tip and underside of his dick.

John’s head went light and the breath was stolen from his lungs as a second layer of sensations hit him. “F-fuck,” he croaked. Vanessa began to suck his dick, applying alternating pressure which enveloped his cock. If he had the brain power, John would have assumed that this was an attempt at substitution for moving her head.

To steady himself, John placed his left hand on Vanessa’s shoulder, while his right hand rested on the side of her head. As she continued, John felt the alarming toothy trap he was locked in ease off.

With the threat removed, John was able to enjoy the treatment Vanessa was giving him. She took her time exploring John’s dick with her tongue. The cheerleader had extended her tongue further down his cock, avoiding his sensitive tip in favour of teasing his shaft with the flat of her tongue. John wasn’t sure if that was intentional or not.

The danger or threatened danger John had been in reminded him that the girl currently sucking his dick, the girl who’d bullied him for a large portion of his life, who insulted him, called him worthless and teased him because he couldn’t get a girlfriend, that same girl had only experienced sucking one dick in her entire life, and it was his.

The thought caused his dick to throb. Vanessa was not expecting it and let out a deep extended moan in response. The vibration travelled through his cock, and up his spine. His back arched a little and his breathing became heavier.

The cheerleader gagged again as John failed to keep his hips from bucking on their own. “Shit, sorry,” John huffed. “I-it was involuntary.”

Vanessa glared at him once again, but to his surprise, she began moving, bobbing her head once again. John’s head swam from the combined efforts of Vanessa’s movements, her sucking and her tongue lashing at his sensitive tip.

As John looked back down, he saw the blonde’s eyes were now closed and a focused expression adorned her face. John’s breathing became more laboured and his dick began to twitch and throb more often which caused Vanessa to quietly moan and hum.

All of the sensations he was feeling were too much. “F-fuck… I’m…” he gasped. Quickly he moved his hand from Vanessa’s head onto her shoulder to steady himself as well as avoid the impulse to push her further down onto his dick.

His breath was stolen from him as he began to cum, his back arching as his cock twitched. Vanessa seemed surprised, to begin with, but regained her wits and began to swallow, her moans joining John’s.

Vanessa sucked and coaxed everything from John’s balls, passing her tongue over his dick to collect the final drops. His quickly deflating cock slipped from Vanessa's mouth and John took several steps backwards until he hit the sink counter.

In an attempt to recover, John slumped against the counter and closed his eyes as he gulped down breaths, his chest heaving as he did.

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