The Blessed & Cursed Life of Cindi

It was a nice night as Cindi led the boy to her dorm room. Her roommate was away for spring break along with most of the dorm. She couldn’t afford to leave as a scholarship student.

This was the first time she invited someone to her place and she usually wouldn’t do something like this but the boy, no man, had a certain charisma about him that she couldn’t resist.

“Come in. My roommate is away in Florida somewhere.”

“So we are alone?” He asked in his magnetic voice that made her moist.

“Yes. Practically the whole floor is gone.” She replied without really thinking.

“Well isn’t that nice.” And he pressed her forward, his lips coming down upon hers, his tongue doing his talking for him.

Her mind became cloudy with pleasure and she found her clothes, and his, slowly being removed. Only a few minutes later they were in a passionate embrace on her bed.

He found his way kissing each of her nipples, then nipping and licking down her stomach until finding her treasure through the soft kelp and lapping at the pearl he found. It was the first time someone gave Cindi that kind of treatment and her body responded positively.

While she was caught up on the spasms of foreplay and her first climax of the night, she saw him get a gold packet out of his wallet and tear it open. Her eyes widened at the first sight of the long hard sword he was sheathing, not getting a proper view at the beginning of their passion.

“Are you ready?” He asked her with a smile.

She nodded in anticipation and he knelt at the end of the bed, pulling her back with her legs resting on his shoulders. He started to slowly thrust his rapier into her before speeding up. She could barely breathe with the number of times she came for him.

Almost an hour later and she had obtained many new sexual experiences. She was on her belly with her arms splayed off the bed when he said he wanted to try something that she agreed to without really hearing in her muddled state.

“Gasp”

Her cheeks were split and she felt pain as something was gently shoved up her anus. Still with a cloudy mind, she didn’t stop him as he sped up. The pain soon went away, but was filled with discomfort, her gasping mistaken for pleasure. It then returned and she realized he was only using the tip before. She was going to scream for him to stop when she finally felt his pelvis slapping her ass, but passed out.

When the man discovered her , he only changed her position and intensified his thrusting. He even went so far as to fuck her throat when he finished her ass, chuckling as he imagined what she would taste when awaking.

He then cleaned himself off with her discarded clothes and left.

The next morning Cindi woke up to a discomforted ass and a strong need for relief. She started to grab her discarded garments only to run out in the hall towards the bathroom. Thankfully almost everyone was away and no one saw her nakedly clutch her bottom as she went.

The relief she felt came with some pain and a rotten taste in her mouth. Once done, she cleaned up and then checked the hall before going back to her room before coming back with her dental kit and shower supplies, a towel now hanging from her arm.

A fifteen minute shower later and she had just dried and brushed her now damp hair. Cindi wrapped the towel around her body and she was gone, the towel falling to the floor.

Unknown to her, she had copied two powers. The first being the power of inter-dimensional transfer, which is activated upon trying to wear clothes or cover her modesty thanks to her curse. The second is charisma, a passive skill that was also twisted by the curse. It is a good thing she has a great ass for that is what people will now focus on.