What’s Next?
Survivor Season Premier
Lily turned the shower nozzle off and stepped out into the shared women’s restroom. She dried off in the open, something a handful of the other girls did. It had been a long and stressful week. She had a paper in Freshman Writing and a big assignment in her biology lab due on the same day, plus all of the normal coursework from Organic Chemistry, statistics, and her gen Eds. To make it worse, Olivia and Marissa had come down with the flu and Amanda had some responsibilities with her sorority. This all meant that their weekly girls day had to be postponed to next week. The only thing let to look forward to was the new season of survivor.
She looked down at her damp naked body and chuckled at the sight of the pink tail of her wearable vibrator poking out from between her legs. She had promised Jake she would wear it all day, though he must have forgotten since he hadn’t actually used it yet. She wrapped herself in her towel, tying it around her chest before walking back to her dorm. As she passed Logan’s dorm she couldn’t help but be a little worried what he might assume by her coming over for survivor. She wasn’t going to fuck him, but she had certainly teased him and lead him on enough to make him think he may have a shot. She wasn’t worried that he would take anything from her, she understood him to be a gentleman. A horny college boy, but a gentleman.
Lily knocked two times on Logan’s door. She had thrown on a pair of black side stripe shorts and soft cotton floral button up blouse. She had several buttons undone allowing her cleavage to pop out and bounce almost freely. The door swung open and Logan stood in the doorway, his eyes immediately drawn to Lily’s chest. She didn’t notice though as her attention was drawn to his shirtless abs and the bulge that was reaching out from the front of his gray sweatpants. She inhaled deeply, maybe she wasn’t the only one who could wield her body for evil.
“Hey Lily, come in” Logan said guiding her in by the small of her back.
Lily immediately noticed that Logan had taken the time to buy an assortment of drinks and snacks for them to enjoy while they watched. How cute. She scanned the room and saw the TV had been set up in front of the foot of Logan’s bed.
“Get comfy” he said welcomingly. They sat beside each other on his bed and he flicked the TV on and turned out the lights. It would be another few minutes before the show started.
“Hey so the fraternity is having a party next Saturday” Logan said his eyes constantly glancing down to Lily’s cleavage. She hadn’t noticed, but it would make no difference if she wasn’t wearing a shirt at all. The way her blouse flared out as it sat missing a significant amount of buttons, her breasts were almost entirely visible. Each movement only offering more glimpses.
“The theme is ‘BLT’” he choked.
“Ooooh a sandwich party?” Lily ribbed.
“No,” Jake smiled knowingly “it stands for Boxers, Lingerie, Toga. You choose which one you show up in.”
Lily’s eyes lit up with a devilish glimmer,
“Well I’ll have to borrow some boxers” she said giggling “let me know if you need to borrow some lingerie.”
Jake laughed and their conversation was cutoff by Jeff Probst starting his monologue to kick off the new season. The two sat watching intently. Logan draped an arm softly around Lily’s shoulders. This is okay, she thought we are squeezed on his bed, he has to put his arm somewhere. They bantered back and forth about the contestants, betting on who would be the first to go, laughing at their arrogance, and assigning Survivor archetypes to each of them.

It was right as the first immunity challenge was starting that Lily felt something roll and pulse slightly inside of her. Fuck, she thought biting her lip. She knew that sensation, it was the vibrator pairing with Jake’s app. Maybe he hadn’t forgotten after all. She cursed herself for being so honest and keeping her promise to wear it all day. She inhaled sharply as it began to vibrate, a steady hum that caused her to clench around it— only making her situation worse.
“You alright?” Logan asked.
“Mhmm” Lily hummed, strained as she tried to hide her arousal. Fuck that feels so good.
The vibrator began slowly increasing in intensity, causing Lily to clench the bedsheet for dear life, then it would begin ascending again before building into a crescendo once more. It stayed like that for a while and Lily’s breathing became deep and rapid, her heart pounding in her chest. She could no longer focus on the show. I wonder if Logan knows something is going on, she thought. She held her breath and clenched her jaw hoping to stifle a moan as she glanced over to Logan. Unconsciously she had been firmly grabbing his thigh. Oh fuck… there was an obvious tent in Logan’s sweatpants. His hard cock rested just inches away from her hand. Fuck, why does he have to be so big, she thought— unable to peel her eyes away from the baseball bat he was hiding.
Suddenly the vibrator jumped to maximum intensity causing her to gasp and shutter.
“Everything okay? What’s wrong?” Logan asked worried.
Her eyes were glazed as she looked at him, breathing rapidly and shallow now. Her face was flushed.
“N-n-nothing” she stammered “just— UGH, surprised by that alliance” she lied.
She was shifting her legs like a madwoman and had leaned harder into Logan at this point. His scent flooded her nostrils only drawing her closer to the edge. Fuck, I want to see that thing. She was once again starring at Logan’s hard on through his sweats.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the vibe now rapidly oscillating between max intensity and soft drone. She knew she couldn’t hold it much longer, soon she would be a writhing screaming mess and she couldn’t exactly reach down and pull it out without Logan seeing.
Logan jumped up from the bed pausing the show. His eyes locked on her chest before darting up at her questioningly and he announced that he had to use the restroom.
As soon as the door latched Lily gave in to the plastic demon wrecking her from within.
“HOOOOOO FUCK” She moaned “FUCK FUCK FUCK YES!”
She was flailing and kicking as a pleasure built inside of her. In her head, visions flashed of Logan’s shirtless frame, his cock swollen from her touch. From her proximity.
“OHOHOHOH MY GAAAAAAAAAWD” She howled as her orgasm exploded inside of her. Her body trembling then still. She lazily reached into her shorts to turn the thing off, with the same resigned lethargy as a wounded soldier crawling for safety. Once it was off she lay back in the bed trying to catch her breath. She looked down and noticed the state that her blouse was in, her tits fully on display bursting out of the neckline. Thank god Logan didn’t see this she thought unaware as she buttoned her blouse, as if he hadn’t unknowingly witnessed her be brought to the edge.
Logan walked back through the door.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You’re red as tomato, do you have a fever? Is it that same thing that Liv and Marissa have?” He asked with genuine care.
“No,” Lily breathed in a sated voice “it’s just hot in here.”
“Well you could always take your clothes off” he quipped.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you? Just sit down and let’s finish the show.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Lily pulled her phone out to text Jake.
Lily rolled her eyes. Jake was really getting off on this wasn’t he? She reread his last text. There’s no way. Wait… *sniff sniff* Oh my god, he smells like cum.
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