No Nut November

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You and Chad had taken a bet to see who'd win NNN. The challenge was pretty easy so far. The main problem was Tara. As the days continue to go on on, Tara become more **** for your attention. To not take any chances with the thought of failing, you didn't do anything beyond kissing or cuddling with her, and it was driving her crazy.

Arriving back at your unsurprisingly messy dorm room, exhausted from the long class you had to go through. You could have sworn that professor loved to keeping you there for as long as possible. Whether that was the case or not, you quickly stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower to get rid of that weird smell that lingered on to your body all of class.

But unbeknownst to you however, someone had gone into your room before you stepped out of the bathroom all nice and clean. With only a towel on, you quickly looked everywhere, trying to find the set of clothes you placed around here...somewhere.

"You look nice." a voice commented causing you to jump from the shock alone. Turning around you were met with the sight of your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter, who was sitting on your bed, her legs were crossed the entire time she bit her lips.

"Y'know, you could have just told me you were coming over." As you said this, you made your way into your closet pulling out whatever piece of clothing you had left lying around. Unsurprisingly, there was barely anything in here due to the fact that you forgot to do your laundry beforehand; great.

"Maybe, but then I wouldn't have gotten to see you all like this." You couldn't see it but you were damn sure, Tara's eyes were scanning up and down your sort of naked body. "I'm spending the night, by the way. We're watching a movie."

"You didn't ask me." you cockily said, chuckling at her attempt.

"You know you can't say no to me." Tara teased as she went out of the room to bring in the popcorn she popped more than likely a few minutes ago; since it still had that freshly popcorn smell. You begrudgingly agreed, mostly because of the smell of popcorn that you didn't need to pay for.

Once you had a fresh pair of clothes; or at least what you believed to be fresh, you laid on your bed right next to Tara. Cuddling with her as if she was some sort of teddy bear, she seemed to love it as you looked around the endless amount of movies you pirated.

Finally after a few minutes of scrolling, you landed on playing the first Halloween movie. But about halfway through the movie, Tara crawled on top your lap. She wiggled back and forth, causing your cock to harden from the feeling of her ass underneath those tight jean pants.

"Is there something you want, Tara?," you grunted, trying your best to think of any naughty thoughts as your girlfriend pretended to ride your cock like a needy slut.

"You. I just want you." she moaned, slowly crawling down on to the ground to get a better look at the boner she caused. It looked like it was trying to break free from its tight denim cage, which made her feel sorry for causing your cock so much pain.

"Tara, ugh..what are you doing?" You asked, waiting on an answer that would probably never come.

As Tara rolled down your pants until it was all the way to the floor, your cock sprang up out from its cage; throbbing from the your girlfriend's seduction tactics that clearly worked just from the size alone.

It nearly hits Tara straight in the face, the heat alone causing her to stare at it like she's seen a ghost. "Geez. Quinn wasn't lying you really are big, Y/N. I'm not sure it'll fit." Your tip was flushed as pre-cum oozed out of it, eventually leaking down your shaft.

"Wait, Quinn? What did she say abo..." But before you could ask her, Tara grabbed on to it with both of her hands; it felt somewhat soft and delicate like a flower. But as she lined your head of your cock on her mouth, you nearly lost your train of thought, lost in the moment.

Hesitant kitten licks were given, from the very tip your dick all the way down to the sides. Her tongue continued to brush with one another back and forth again as a means to pleasure you. The sight in itself was enough to drive you mad because although her movements leaked of inexperience, Tara looked hot kneeling down before you as she gave you her best head she could muster.