Chapter 20
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Do you let her touch?
Fuck yes
"Sure, touch away" you say
"Yay! " she squeals and proceeds to touch your abs
As soon as she touches you, an acute stream of precum flows from your cock, forming a wet spot on your jeans as Stacy is feeling your abs
"You like that Stacy? " you whisper.
"Yeah, it's so hot." she says, entranced
It's starting, she's turning into a slut.
You hear your name being called
"John!" it's the teacher, she's taking attendance.
You yell "present! " trying to suppress the ache in your voice from how hard you are.
Just after you, Stacy's name is called. She stops feeling you, says present softly but clearly enough for the teacher to hear you and continues
"You like my abs? "you ask her again, placing your hand on her back
"Yeah, but I want to touch them with both hands" she pleads, sounding ****. "Can I?" she begs, almost as if her life depended on it.
You don't answer, instead you take advantage of her weak body state and drag her down, under your desk. Your tent is at eye level with Stacy, who barely has the will power to sit straight on the floor. At no point does she stop feeling your torso with one hand, the other being lifeless.
You take the other hand and place it on your chest, she immediately starts feeling it and her eyes are the only other thing other than her quick at work hands with any sign of life. Her beautiful eyes, the ones that draw you deep inside them. You proceed to check her out from an angle you've never had the chance you see her from before. You can see her entire body. But two particular places draw your attention. Her boobs that are accentuated by her tight uniform and her short sexy skirt, which is almost completely wet from the front now. Seeing this you smile and you feel your self become more sinister and harder.
You pull down your jeans and your dick slaps her face.
You look at her with no feeling. "Please me" you say. Stacy is no longer your friend. You don't see her as that. She no longer deserves friendship. She's only alive to please you. You move her hands from your chest to your cock. She doesn't need any pleasure of her own.She's just an object. Just one of the many objects in this world that was made for your pleasure.
"Take off your top. You're my slut now. You have no life of your own." you sternly whisper as she strokes your cock.
"Yes master" she says lifelessly, tearing off her top and skirt with one hand and stroking and sucking you off with the other hand. You pull down her panties. She's not wearing a bra.
Your cockhead is in her mouth. She's stroking with both hands now.
You're burning up from inside out
Everything feels so good.
You've turned your best friend into a mindless fuck toy that's completely naked in front of you right now.
She's sucking your cock right now in a room full of about 20 more people.
This is amazing. But something is still missing
What's missing?
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Updated on Feb 9, 2025
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Created on Aug 19, 2016
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