Owning The Boss's Daughter Chap. 01

“Owning The Boss’s Daughter” is a complete work of fiction. All characters and ideas were made my me, the author.

Owning the Boss's Daughter
By Muhabba

Codes: M/F, Teen, Reluc

Chapter 1.

"I can't believe you're making me do this," David grumbled as he pulled out of the
driveway of his middle-class house.

Kim reached over and ruffled her husband's short cut, sandy blonde hair. "Cheer up,
sweetie. We're not going to be there for very long," she said before patting him on the
knee. "We'll make the rounds, say ‘hi’ to some people and then leave. We won't be five
minutes."

David huffed in anger before looking over at his beautiful wife. She was out of his
league by all the rules of every sport: beautiful, sexy, smart, funny, clever, quick. He had no
idea why she had chosen to spend the rest of her life as his wife but he was thankful for her
every day. She had spent hours getting ready for the dinner party tonight, making sure she
looked her best just for him and it wasn't that he didn't appreciate it, he just wanted to be
mad. "It's not like I don't have an excuse to be angry, Kim. He stole that account right out
from under me."

Kim leaned over the front of their small SUV and snuggled up against David. "You
have every right to be mad, David, but that doesn't mean you can storm in there with a chip
on your shoulder."

Dave would have thrown his hands up in frustration if it wasn't for the fact that he was
a fastidious driver who kept his hands at 10 & 2 at all times. "But to throw a dinner party
and then invite the guy you stole the account from, Dick has such..."

"Balls, sweetie," Kim said as she rubbed up against David's arm. She had chosen the
low cut, emerald green dress because it was her husband's favorite and also because it did
such wonderful things to her large, firm breasts. David had been crestfallen when his boss
had stolen his account from him, an account that would have meant a pretty sizable bonus
and perhaps a promotion and now Richard was throwing himself a dinner party to celebrate
and which had her husband on the verge of a ulcer. So here she was, dressed to the nines,
playing the trophy wife for her husband at Richard's party to try and cheer her husband up.

"What?" David sputtered.

"I said, 'balls', sweetie," Kim answered, still trying to get a reaction out of her husband.
"He has a great big pair of wrinkly balls and he's throwing a dinner party to show them off to
everybody so don't take the bait. He already stole the business account from you so don't
give him an excuse to fire you as well."

"Bloody well kick him in his wrinkled old balls," David muttered under his breath.

Kim rolled her eyes in frustration at her husband. The fact that he wore his emotions
on his sleeve had always appealed to her, so different from her, but his problem was that he
always followed his emotions as well, All heart no brains. Not that he wasn't intelligent.
He was far smarter than he believed and she knew that in the future he'd find the right job
and that they'd be set. Find a bigger house in a more up-scale neighborhood and start a
family, especially with her handling their finances. She may have been the more business
savvy one but he had made more money so she played the stay at home wife while juggling
their finances, But if David let his emotions get the best of him tonight then they'd lose
everything.

Kim sat up straighter and looked at her husband. "You know I love you, right?"

"Of course," David said, never taking his eyes from the road, "And I love you."

"Good," Kim said matter of factly as she bent down and quickly unzipped his pants.

"Kim!" David shouted as he jerked the wheel and then righted the SUV, "I'm driving
here!"

"Then you better concentrate on the road," Kim said with a mischievous grin that she
knew her husband could hear in her voice as she pulled his soft cock out of his pants. She
sucked the entire thing into her mouth, sucking firmly on it as she enjoyed all the different
textures with her tongue. She reached into his pants and began fondling his balls as his
prick started to swell in her mouth. As he started to stiffen she began bobbing her head up
and down his shaft until he was poking against the back of her mouth. Holding her lips to
the base of him, her husband's prick continued to swell until his fat cock head slipped into
the top of her throat and she felt him jerk the SUV again.

David's eyes rolled up into his head before he righted the vehicle again. "Kim, you're
going to kill us," he panted as he struggled not to thrust up into his wife's mouth.

"And it would be totally worth it," Kim chuckled as she pulled Dave's prick out, circled
the tip with her tongue, and then sucked it back into her mouth. She continued fondling
his balls as she bobbed up and down in his lap, her talented tongue keeping him hard and
quickly bringing him to the point of cumming.

David crested the last hill and saw his boss's house just at the bottom. "Hurry up,
we're almost there," he gasped as he struggled to keep a hold of the steering wheel.

Kim popped her head out of her husband's lap and started trying to get his prick back
into his pants.

David looked at his wife in disbelief. "Wha... what are you doing. I didn't..."

"I know you didn't," Kim said matter of factly as she finally managed to zip up her
husband's pants, "This was to remind you of a couple of things. First, there's worse things
than this dinner tonight."

"What? Blue balls?"

"Like blue balls," Kim continued, "And second, there's better than a blow-job waiting
for you at home if you can keep your temper." She stared at David defiantly as he pulled
into Richard's drive-way.

David stared back just as defiantly but only for a moment before sighing in defeat.
"Fine. You're right. But promise we won't be to long. I plan on getting white girl drunk
tonight and I'd like to start a soon as possible."

"Yes, sweetie," Kim said as she fixed her lipstick right before the valet opened her door.
David joined her on the other side of the SUV before the valet drove it off to park it and they
looked up at Richard's house.

"All the money Richard makes…" David started before Kim joined in.

"And he decides to make his house look like a smaller version of Graceland."

David shook his head in disbelief. "Rich people are weird," he muttered.

"I believe it's called being "Eccentric"," Kim said as she grabbed David's hand,
squeezed it reassuringly, and pulled him into the party.

The inside of the mansion was every bit as over done as the outside had been. Dick
didn't try to continue the Elvis theme after the front door, instead every thing was done in
sheets of gold and gaudy crystal every where. Chandeliers hung in every room and were lit
low to create a kind if sparkling, confusing nightclub effect as what little light there was
trickled through the crystals dangling down from the ceiling.

"Donald Trump would think this was to much," David whispered into Kim's ear.

"That's debatable," Kim giggled as she gave her husband's hand a loving squeeze.
"Now, here's the plan. You go congratulate Dick," she began and felt David stiffen up, "And
all the while you remember my lips around your cock and what you are going to get as a
reward when you get home. Meanwhile I'm going to go find Dick's wife and tell her what a
lovely home she has, then we'll make a quick round and agree with everybody on what an
ass-hat Dick is and if everything goes according to plan I'll have my ankles around your neck
by midnight. Agreed?"

David chuckled and looked at his beautiful wife's face. Only she could come up with
a plan that included bold-faced ass-kissery and rough sex with a straight face. "You may be
the most devious woman alive," he said with an affectionate squeeze of her hand.

"And you're lucky to have me," she said as she scanned the faces in the crowd.

"And I'm lucky to have you," David agreed. "I'm off to find Dick," he said as he
released Kim.

"And I think I see Christina," Kim said with a nod to the patio. "See you in a bit."

"Love you," David said.

"Of course you do," Kim said as she walked off to the back of the ridiculously
decorated house.

David had no problem finding Dick, he had the largest group of people in the house
around him all trying to kiss his ass the best. And now it was his turn. "Mr. Staff,
congratulations, sir," he said through gritted teeth. He seethed as Dick pretended to not
know who he was like he hadn't stolen the patent idea from him.

"Ah, my dear Dave. Such a pleasure you could make my party tonight," Dick said
through a crooked grin as he took David's hand and shook it like it was sticky. "And are you
having a pleasant time?"

David looked around at the shimmering layers of gold on gold. "It's, ah... It's lovely,
sir."

Dick turned away without another word and began chatting with somebody else,
completely ignoring Dave.

David stared at Dick's flat ass, seriously wondering exactly how much force the human
foot could generate as it parted another human's ass-cheeks. He nodded to a couple of
people he recognized in the small crowd and saw them give him an apologetic look, all but
confirming that everybody in the office knew what had happened, and just shrugged his
shoulders at them, trying to let them know that he wasn't upset that they were still trying to
properly kiss Dick's ass while he had been worse than dismissed, he had been ignored.

Just outside on the patio, Kim found Christina Staff sitting on the patio table with
several empty wine glasses in front of her. “Mrs. Staff, such a pleasure to meet you,” she
said as cheerfully as possible while holding her hand out. Cristina stared at it for several
moments and Kim could tell she was trying to focus her bleary eyes and decided that the
millionaire's wife was already good and drunk during a party that had barely begun half and
hour ago.

Christina slowly raised her hand and shook the woman's offered hand. “I’m sorry
dear, I’m too drunk to have gotten your name,” she said bluntly.

“Oh. It’s, ah... It’s Kim, ma’am,” she said, still awkwardly holding out her hand, “Kim
Gowans. My husband works for your husband.”

“I won’t remember that,” Christina slurred, “But nice to meet you at any rate.” She
continued holding the woman's hand out as Kim shook it.

Kim noted that the older woman’s hand was slightly clammy. Mrs. Staff was
probably twenty years older than her with iron gray hair done in an expensive style that left
it up and off of her shoulders. It wasn’t really the age that Kim noticed, it was how tired
the woman looked. Even in her expensive evening gown she looked like she could fade
away at any moment. And she believed that Mrs. Staff believed it too. That her place at
the party was negligible, less important than even the gaudy gold decorations. “You have a
lovely home,” she said as she tried to pull her hand away.

As Kim finally managed to pull her hand away, Christina paid no notice and her own
hand was left hanging in the air. “It’s shit,” she murmured, her eyes seeming to focus for a
moment before glazing over again. “Gold and chrome everywhere. A child’s idea of what
classy looks like. ‘Mm surprised he didn’t put up a torrent or a moat or some such.” She
looked back up at the young woman. “What did you say your name was?”

“Kim, ma’am. Kim Gowans,” Kim said slowly, her heart filling with pity. She could
see the beauty that Christina had been: Her hair probably golden blonde, a large bust sitting
high on her chest, small waist, and a pert back-side. All gone now. Lost to age,
indulgence, and neglect. Christina’s hand was still wavering in the air and with nothing else
she could think of, Kim place a glass of champagne in it. “It’s a lovely party,” she said
halfheartedly.

“It’s shit,” Christina blurted out, “My husband congratulating himself on some deal or
some such. Be passed out in my bedroom right now if it wasn’t for you lot milling about
trying to find out who could kiss my husband’s ass better.”

“I’d leave that to the others,” Kim said defiantly, “My husband and I don’t want to
scuff our knees, his tux is a rental after all.”

Christina snorted with a sudden laugh. “Careful there. I’m the bosses wife, don’t
wanna be rude to me.”

“I’m dreadfully sorry,” Kim said unconvincingly.

Christina snorted again. “Bloody hell you are,” she said with a wide grin. “I like you,
dearie,” she started before standing up on wobbling legs, “Drink my booze, take a few cases
home if you like, eat the food, fill your purse and take some home as well. You’ve
convinced me to get away from all these, these...”

“Ass kissers,” Kim interjected, “Lick spittles, brown nosers, yes-men, minions,
lackeys...”

Christina began laughing out loud, spilling her drink and bringing a smile to Kim’s lips.
“Help me to my room dear, I seem to be drunk. Also, grab another bottle of bubbly on the
way, I wish to be drunker.”

With a wide, friendly smile, Kim escorted Christina through the party, passing her
husband with an affectionate nod of her head.

After David nodded to his wife he turned his head and was shocked still. He felt his
heart skip a beat as he saw the stunning beauty across the room. In her black heels she
was maybe six feet tall, most of it leg and beautifully tanned thigh. Her simple, black
cocktail dress wasn't indecently short but the way his eyes crawled up an down her legs
desperately made him want it to be. Her shoes stretched he long legs out and did
wonderful things to her perfectly heart shaped ass. As his eyes crawled up her body he
noticed that the dress wasn't cut particularly low but her large, firm breasts made him
desperately wish that it was while her spectacular body just made him desperate. It was
the kind of body men committed crimes to be near.

As David began to study the stunning woman's face he didn't even hear his friend
come up and talk to him. Her face was stunning with barely any make-up giving her a
young, innocent appeal that was nearly a perfect contrast to her sinful body. Her blue eyes
were crystal clear and sparkling in the dim light while her flowing blonde hair seemed to
glow more brightly than the faux gold decorating the house.

"Pretty special treat, huh?" Tim said louder, finally breaking David's concentration.

"Who is that?" David asked in wonder.

Tim smirked as he held out his champagne glass towards the blonde beauty. "That
right there, my friend, is Richard Staff's darling daughter.

"Bullshit," David said as he tore his head away from the stunning girl and looked at his
friend with skepticism. "There is no way that came out of Dick's wrinkled, old ball sack.
The man has to be shooting dust by now," he said.

"Wonder of modern science," Tim said with his usual self-satisfied smirk. "That little
morsel is the product of a year of medicine, vitamins, pregnancy specialists, and probably a
deal with the devil. I heard Mrs. Staff is the oldest woman in the state to give birth.
Somebody wrote a paper or something on it."

Between her innocent looking face and made for sex body, David couldn't even guess
the girl's age. "Still, she have to be pushing, like, thirty," he wondered out loud.

"Nineteen," Tim whispered hungrily into David's ear.

"Bullshit," David said again.

"Hand to God," Tim swore. "Still in high school too. Second senior year. Heard
she flunked so bad even her father couldn't buy her a diploma."

"You're kidding," David said as he looked at Tim skeptically again.

"Hand to God," Tim swore again. "You're looking at ol' Dick's tax man here. I'm the
one making sure his bills get paid. Apparently she's fucked half the company board too,"
he said through an evil grin.

David rolled his eyes at his friend. "Okay, now you're just writing an adolescent sex
fantasy," he chuckled.

"Ha! I'm the tax man," Tim laughed, "And I know for a fact that half the board have
bought that little piece of ass a shit load of presents that have nothing to do with her
birthdays. Face it, man. She may look like angel food cake but that is the evil,
self-entitled offspring of Dick Staff, through an through."

"That figures," David laughed before turning back to Tim. "Listen, I'm gonna find my
wife and head home and forget this night ever happened. See ya at work," he said with a
handshake.

"See ya there, man," Tim said before turning his attention back to Dick's daughter,
"And before then I'm gonna see about getting my Christmas bonus early from Dick's
daughter."

David chuckled at his friend. "Pervert," he laughed as he walked away. As he made
his way through the party he nodded politely at the co-workers he liked as well as the ones
he didn't because if he was going to be stuck working with them until the next big business
deal came by he couldn't afford any enemies. He finally spotted Kim coming down the
stairs and had to stop himself from rushing over to her.

"It's almost eleven and you promised we could leave," David whispered into his wife's
ear the moment her foot hit the bottom of the stairs.

"You know I'm proud of you, right?" she asked in all seriousness with a reassuring
squeeze of David's hand.

David sighed and felt himself relax with just the touch of his wife's hand. "I know but
I just want to go home," he said.

Kim didn't say anything else to her husband, she just smiled as warmly as she could at
him before leading him out of the party.

To be continued…


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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own Jumanji or the characters from it. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, Exhib., Voyeur

Dave And The Alien TV Ch 05 Day 03
By Muhabba

Dawn had barely broken over the city rooftops when Dave shot up out of bed. It was literally the earliest he had ever woken up since he was 12. He jumped out of bed in his dingy T-shirt and slightly dingy-er shorts and ran to his living room before he could forget his dream. It has been a great dream and half-way through it he had realized that it would be a even better fantasy.

“Summer-Gram, up and attem!” he shouted gleefully as he flopped himself down on his also dingy couch.

“How may I be of service, Dave?” the alien hologram of Summer Glau asked as she blinked on. She floated a few inches off the ground with a red lit aura surrounding her and was slightly transparent. She had been given permission from Dave to be able to pick her own attire due to the fact that her wearing only a white bikini was too distracting for him. Considering the time of day in which she had been activated, the alien user-interface was wearing a blue silk kimono robe and holding a steaming mug.

“I just had the most amazing dream and decided to try it out in VR,” Dave said excitedly as he grabbed his remote and began programming in a new scenario.

“You decided, in your dream, to try out your dream in VR?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow, “Are you sure you just didn't dream that you were living a VR fantasy?”

“Nah. If my dreams get too boring I usually just scrap ‘em and try a new one,” he said as he hit the ‘enter’ butting in his remote and threw it on the coffee table, “I decided this one would be better as a fantasy.”

Summer-Gram gave her owner an inquisitive look for a moment. “You were lucid dreaming and decided to wake yourself up?” she asked as a red light shot out of the television and enveloped Dave.

“Yeah,” Dave said in childish glee as his vision slowly went red, “This should be great.”

As Dave’s mind was sucked into his VR program and his body slumped in the couch, Summer-Gram took a sip of her holographic coffee. “Interesting.”

Inside of the alien TV’s virtual reality program, Dave found himself sitting on a bamboo chair in a small bamboo hut. He was wearing a white linin shirt with sweat stains in the armpits due to the sweltering heat and a pair of tan linin pants. He reclined in the chair with his arms crossed across his chest as he peered into the small, rusted steal cage across from him. He smiled at his two prisoners as they struggled slightly against the chains binding their wrists.

Both of Dave’s prisoners were on their tiptoes, their bodies stretched tight due to the chains attached to the ceiling. And they were some impressive bodies. The first body belonged to Dr. Smolder Bravestone as played by Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson in the movie Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle. He was all rippling muscles underneath his worn jungle-wear as he strained against the chains. The second body belonged to Karen Gillan.

Dave had first furiously masturbated to Karen when she had dressed like a sexy police officer in the show Doctor Who. She was tall with fierce red hair, sparkling eyes, a slender model’s body, and long, long legs. In the Jumanji movie she had played Ruby Roundhouse, Adventurer. She had worn a tight, wine colored shirt that had bared her flat stomach and short shorts that had shown off her legs. Dave could already feel his pants tightening up.

Karen was chained just as The Rock was but looked much better stretched out tight from floor to chains as she struggled. Dave licked his lips as he stared at Karen’s taunt body and eyes flashing in anger.

Suddenly a dark, slightly greenish cloud appeared above The Rock’s head. “You’ll never get away with this, Dr. Davidson!” he shouted angrily and in the cloud text appeared: Smolder Bravestone- You’ll never get away with this, Dr. Davidson!

“Ha!” Dave laughed out. He suddenly looked up and saw a similar green cloud with text: Dr. Dave Davidson- …Ha!... He laughed out again and saw more Ha’s appearing.

“What exactly are you looking for, Dr. Davidson?” Karen asked with a defiant rattling of her chains, her words appearing in text above her head as well.

Dave shrugged his shoulders as he read the text above the two captives’ heads. He would be the first to admit that Dr. Dave Davidson was a weak name but it had been early and he had just woken up. Getting back into character he stood up and shook his fist at the video game/movie characters. “I think you know what I want,” he said with a evil chuckle, “The ‘Jumanji Jewels’! Ha ha ha…” He tried to ignore the text bubble above him but he just couldn't stop himself.

Ruby and Smolder followed Dr. Davidson's eye line but didn't see anything. They shrugged at each other before looking back at the criminal. Meanwhile Dave tried to pretend that they hadn't seen him staring off into space. He knew the text bubbles were there and he was fine with being the only one to know and Smolder and Ruby staring at him like that didn't bother him at all.

“No one has seen the jewels since the Great Rhino Stampede,” Smolder said defiantly.

Dave tried to not read The Rock’s text bubble but couldn't help himself. When he reached the word “definitely” he looked back down at his captives. Karen was staring at him like he was a very slow child. Trying to get back into character he said, “I’ll have those jewels!” He tried to not look up again and just managed to peek up out of the corner of his eye at his own dialogue box.

“I think he's gone crazy from the jungle heat,” Ruby whispered to Smolder. Across the room, Dave tried to ignore the text above her head as she continued, “But I think I have a idea.”

Despite Karen thinking that he was crazy, Dave was happy that she was steering the scenario where he had programmed it to go.

“What's that?” Smolder whispered back, the text appearing above his head.

“If I can get him to release these chains I can use my Dance-Fighting skills to knock him unconscious and we can escape and find the jewels before he does,” Ruby whispered.

“How can you Dance-Fight if you’re chained up?”

Ruby smirked at Dr. Bravestone. “Lap is a type of dance,” she said.

As soon as Dave caught up with the text above the captives’ heads he snorted with laughter and then had to calm himself down as Ruby and Smolder quickly turned their attention back to him. He quickly began to weakly look around like he had heard the sound too and that it hadn’t come from him.

“This should be easy since it's obvious that the jungle heat has sent him over the edge,” Ruby whispered to Smolder.

“Dammit,” Dave muttered to himself. He couldn't even program himself to be cool.

Ruby began to pretend to struggle against her chains again, stretching her taunt body this way and that, displaying her sexy charms to the evil Dr. Dave Davidson. She grunted and moaned erotically as she struggled, the better to entice him to release her, completely unaware that her pants and deep throated groans were being spelled out above her and distracting the evil doctor.

Despite the former model and current actress writhing and moaning only a few feet from him, Dave kept getting distracted by the words appearing above her head. Suddenly he realized what he was supposed to be doing and shook his head to clear away the horrible distraction that reading was causing. He returned his eyes to Karen rocking enticingly in front of him and got back into character. “And what do you think you’re doing, Dr. Roundhouse?” he asked.

“Doctor?” Ruby asked.

“Doctor?” Dave asked back and then looked up above him. It did appear that he had mistakenly called her Doctor. “Sorry, got your characters confused,” Dave told his captives before getting back into his own character, “What do you think you’re doing, Miss Roundhouse?” He looked above him to double check his words and then nodded to himself in satisfaction when he saw that he had gotten them right this time.

When Dr. Davidson had finished staring blankly above his head, Ruby went back to pretending to struggle against her chains. “Surely there must be some kind of deal we can work out,” she asked and added a hint of desperation to her voice.

After reading the dialogue box, Dave nodded in agreement before remembering that he was supposed to be speaking, not reading. “Right, right. I mean, ahem… And what kind of deal would that be, my dear?” he asked.

Ruby arched her back out gracefully showing off her hips and long legs as well as thrusting her chest out. “Perhaps you can take these chains off and we can work it out together?” she asked in a throaty tone of voice.

Dave smiled wickedly and sauntered over to the cage. As he unlocked the door he saw a dialogue box appear next to him that read: Dr. Davidson uses- Key. “I’m really going to have to be more pacific the next time I program ‘Movie about a video game’,” he mumbled to himself as he moved into the cage. He stood in front of Karen and stared at her long, lithe body from her boots to her legs to her flat stomach to her small, straining breasts and to her beautiful face. “So what was this about a ‘deal’, Miss Roundhouse?” he asked as seductively as he could.

“Undo these chains and I’ll show you,” Ruby said with a heated look.

Having to stop himself from giggling like a schoolboy, Dave slowly slid his hands up Karen's bare arms to her bound wrists and unlocked her chains. He also fought to ignore the dialogue box stating that he had just used the key. The beautiful red head lowered her arms and rubbed her sore wrists before placing her hands in his chest and began pushing him back to arm’s length. She pushed him back as she strutted forward, her legs scissoring back and forth until he felt his chair behind his legs and flopped back down.

Coming from no where, Dave heard a strange electric synth music surrounding them as Karen posed in front of him, her hands on her hips and her back arched enticingly. “Do you hear that?” he asked the hot actress as she waved her long red hair back and forth.

Ruby placed her hands on Dr. Davidson’s shoulders and whispered, “Shhhh…” into his ear. With his face covered by her hair she looked over her shoulder at Bravestone and gave him a wink that he returned with a thumbs up. So far her plan was going perfectly. She leaned back up and rocked her body from side to side, popping her hips. Not a single inch of her toned body jiggled as she quickly turned around with a flourish and presented her tightly wrapped ass to the evil doctor. She bent down at the waist, her knees locked, and grabbed her ankles. From between the V of her legs she could see the doctor licking his lips as he stared at her ass and smirked to herself in satisfaction. She ran her hands up her legs as she slowly stood up, her fingers running across her inner thighs to her shorts before turning around again to face him.

Dave ran his hands up Karen's smooth outer thighs to her hips as she stood in front of him with her legs shoulder length apart. “Suuuuch great legs,” he moaned. He flinched when one of Karen’s legs suddenly blurred up but instead of kicking him up side his head she instead rested her ankle on his shoulder. He held his breath in anticipation as she slowly leaned forward, her leg slowly sliding back until she had one foot on the ground and the back of her knee resting around his neck, her denim covered groin a bare inch from his face. “Soooo bendy,” he groaned.

Slowly pulling her outstretched leg back, Karen turned around so that her ass was once again all that Dave could see. Once again he ran his hands up her smooth, warm thighs to her waist as she bent forward, pressing her taunt rear-end against his chest. She slid her tightly wrapped ass down his chest to his lap and squealed a bit when she felt his erection pressed against her rear. She held herself still for a second and Dave held his breath in anticipation again. He couldn't remember how many times women had accidentally touched his erections in public and then screamed but this was his fantasy and he slowly relaxed. Except for his prick. That stayed achingly rigid.

Ruby began rubbing her ass against the doctor’s dick as it poked her uncomfortably in her rear-end. Moving herself around against the hard member she eventually got it to lay down flat along Davidson's thigh so she could rest herself against his lap. His hands slid from her hips to her stomach and back again as she rubbed herself against him, moving slowly along the length of him and then back up, moaning passionately as part of her act. It felt odd to her and she couldn't quiet explain the strange sensations that she was suddenly feeling.

With his hands on Karen's warm, smooth, surprisingly tight stomach, Dave slid his digits down to her inner thighs. The actress spread her legs wide, surprisingly wide. Wide enough that they were stretched straight out to her sides allowing the doctor to stroke her legs from her knees to where her groin was barely covered by her shorts and unintentionally exposing herself to the now forgotten Dr. Smolder Bravestone.

Above Smolder Braveston his dialogue box typed out “…” as he stared unblinking at Ruby Roundhouse’s erotic Lap Dance fight.

Without leaving Dr. Dave Davidson’s lap, Ruby swung one long leg completely over his body until she was facing him again but now straddling his lap. See peered at him with fire in her eyes and her ragged breath escaping through her parted lips, her body responding with need for the malicious doctor.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” Dave gasped. His hands were now resting on Karen's lower back and her hands were now resting on his shoulders. Unable to hear the strange synth music she still moved her body in time to it, grinding herself down onto his throbbing prick and moaning lustfully. He threw his head back and groaned in pleasure until he saw the dialogue boxes over their heads. Every grunt and groan had been typed out and was floating above their heads. Oddly enough to Dave it felt strangely like someone was spying on them. Not that it would have killed his mood any even if there had been.

Completely forgotten across the room, Dr. Smolder Bravestone watched helplessly.

Above Karen's head, Dave watched new text typed out in her dialogue box: Ruby begins to respond to Dr. Dave Davidson's hands. “Shit!” he muttered to himself. He was supposed to be seducing her with his hands but had completely forgotten about it after being distracted by all the reading. “Stupid words,” he grumbled to himself as he slid his hands down and cupped Karen's thrusting buttocks. Her ass was incredibly tight as he squeezed her and slipped his fingers between her legs. He caressed the juncture of her thighs and she groaned out lustfully which caused him to look up and read her groans typed out above her head.

Dave peeked out from around Karen's wiggling body and remembered about his other guest chained up across the room. “That's right, Rock, I got Karen and you don't?” he grumbled quietly before nuzzling his face in Karen's cleavage. She groaned in pleasure above him, all pretense to dancing gone as she dry-humped him. She thrust her chest against his face hard enough to bend his nose and caused him to grunt in pain but Dave didn't care.

Running his hands from Karen's thrusting ass up her back, Dave nuzzled deeper down her cleavage, his chin pulling her top down her chest while his hands pulled it up her back. His hands were stronger than his face and the wine red top snapped up against his nose as he pulled it up. The sexy, thrusting, horny actress grabbed the bottom of her barely there anyway top and pulled it off revealing her sports bra with even less coverage than her top. Dave ran his hands to her chest and pressed her small, firm breasts against the sides of his face as he licked her flush skin with all the enthusiasm of a puppy.

“Ruby. Ruby!” Smolder whispered, “What are you doing?”

Ruby looked over her shoulder at her bound friend. “I… I’m sorry,” she groaned pitifully without bothering to whisper, “I just can’t help myself.” Raising her over-heated body, the red haired adventurer unfastened her pants and let the evil doctor pull them down her long legs to reveal her matching sports thong. The strap sank between her taunt cheeks and Dr. Davidson squeezed her ass before his strong manly hands spun her around facing away from him. “There’s just something about his strong, animal magnetism that I can’t resist,” she groaned out, “He’s just soooo commanding and dominant to me.”

As Dave read the words he had written specifically he decided that they had actually come out better than he thought they would have. “Ha! Fuck you, Dwayne!” he thought before plunging his grinning face between Karen's ass-cheeks, “I’ll show you who has the real ‘Rock’.”

Yanking Karen back down into his lap, Dave opened her legs as wide as they would go. He had pulled her small, firm tits up over the top of her sports bra to expose her hard nipples and her matching underwear were pulled snug over her heated pussy leaving her with only her jungle boots still on. The horny actress immediately began grinding against his straining prick and despite having a horny, nearly naked former model in his hands, Dave only had eyes for The Rock.

Dave’s eyes took in the ridiculously ripped body of Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson as he strained against his chains. The far less ripped or talented Dave slid one hand up to fondle one of Karen's firm tits while his other hand slid down her sweat slick body to squeeze her hot cunt. Her juices stained her thong as she rocked herself against his prick and his hand, humping and grinding against him as he tweaked her hard nipples. The sexy actress mouthed words to her comrade that appeared above her head: I’m so sorry. When Dave read the text dialogue he laughed out in vindictive pleasure while Karen groaned in lust.

Ruby gasped out as the malicious Dr. Dave Davidson slipped his hands inside of her sex soaked thong. His finger quickly slipped inside of her desperately empty hole and his thumb quickly found her sizzling clit. She didn't see the dialogue box above the doctor’s head type out: Dr. Dave Davidson has found the clitoris +10 Achievement! She couldn't explain why she was acting this way or why she couldn’t resist the evil doctor’s sex appeal. All she knew was that for the first time in her life she felt like a real woman.

Dave read his dialogue box and grunted in pride as his thrust his prick against Karen's taunt ass and a second finger into her drooling hole: Dr. Dave Davidson makes Ruby Roundhouse feel like a real woman +5 Charisma! “Fuck yea!” he cried out before turning his attention back to his other captive, “Take that, The Rock!”

Thrusting himself excitedly against Karen's tight ass, Dave slid his two fingers as deep as he could into her hot, dripping cunt, probing her. His fingers wiggled around as he searched but no matter where he probed her no new text appeared in his dialogue. “Dammit,” he muttered to himself as the actress’s eyes shot open and she squealed in glee. “Where is that stupid G-spot,” he grumbled as Karen flopped back and forth in his lap. He finally stopped searching and used his other fingers to pinch and roll her hard nipple while he strummed her clit.

Dave barely paid attention to the shivering actress cumming on his fingers. Instead all of his attention was fixed in the dialogue box above him which read: Dr. Dave Davidson has made Ruby orgasm +15 Dexterity. “Fuck yeah!” he shouted out, releasing Karen's tit to pump his fist in the air before turning his attention to his other captive. “Take that, The Rock!” he shouted in victory.

Yanking Karen's top up off her body to reveal her small, firm tits, Dave then shoved her off of his lap and fought furiously to undo his pants. He quickly yanked them down to his ankles, his proud prick bobbing in the air, before grabbing Karen's thong and yanking it down as well. With the naked, horny actress completely naked except for her hiking boots, he grabbed her hips and held her still as he plunged his face between her smooth, tight cheeks.

“Yessss- s- s- s-!” Ruby cried out in lust at Dr. Davidson's tongue suddenly probed her gushing cunt. Her legs went wobbly as he plunged himself quickly in and out of her, her knees weak as her trembling hands came up and squeezed her tits.

Spinning Karen back around, Dave reclined in his chair and leaned back, presenting his hard cock to the gasping woman. “I think you know what to do with this, Miss Roundhouse,” he chuckled.

Ruby gratefully fell to her knees between the doctor’s legs. “I don't know what it is but I just can't resist your manliness,” she gasped in lust as her hands wrapped around Dr. Davidson's wonderful dick.

“You hear that, Dwayne?” Dave called out to the other actor, “She can't resist my manliness!”

Groaning in appreciation, Ruby eagerly began jacking on the doctor’s cock as she leaned forward. She lovingly licked up one side of the beautiful shaft and twirled her moist tongue around the top before licking back down the other side. Keeping one hand working on the throbbing pole she carefully lifted his heavy balls up and licked his sack until it was gleaming with her saliva before licking up the underside of his prick. She took his cock-head between her lips, kissing it lightly before tasting it with her tongue and then running her mouth down the top of his pole. She sucked one of his firm balls into her mouth, massaging it before switching to the other orb.

“Ohfuckjesus!” Dave gasped out. He didn't know if her oral talents were because of the program or if it was Summer-Gram extrapolating what Karen Gillan was capable of but the actress’s skill was unbelievable. His hips jerked wildly under her talents as she made passionate love to his cock with her mouth and he had to keep a hold of the seat of the chair to keep control of his lower body and stop himself from launching off of it and onto the floor.

Ruby softly cupped Dr. Davidson's cock in one hand and his balls in the other as she nuzzled and ran her soft, smooth cheek up his rigid pole. Then she nuzzled his sack before sliding her nose up the bottom of his shaft until her moist lips met his soft tip. She kissed his prick with all the passion she would kiss a man’s mouth before her lips parted and sucked the doctor’s cock-head into her warm, welcoming mouth. Her tongue greeted him before she slipped another inch of him inside of her, massaging him as she moaned out in lust around him.

Dave stared down at Karen, his eyes wide in astonishment and his mouth open in shock at her skills. A small stream of drool escaped from the corner of his mouth in dumb wonder. He didn't even notice the dialogue box above the actress’s head type out: Ruby Has Unlocked achievement: Oral Queen +100 Exp.

Moaning as she worked, Ruby slowly took in more and more of the doctor’s cock. She moved slowly letting the tip rub against the inside of her check as she massaged it with her dexterous tongue. She breathed deep through her nose as she slid her hands off of his cock and balls to brace them against his lower torso. Her lips slid wetly down his shaft as she took deeper breaths until her air was finally cut off. She continued sucking him down more with the air she had left until his spongy tip slid into her throat and her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She held herself still for a moment before forcefully rubbing her tongue along the bottom of his shaft and swallowing around his cock-head.

“Fuck!” Dave cried out as he suddenly exploded. His thick cum violently shot out of his cock like a geyser and Karen dutifully swallowed every drop, her tightly clutching throat rippling along his cock. His entire lower body shivered and vibrated, his left leg kicking out involuntarily with the force of his orgasm. Above him his dialogue box typed out: Dr. Dave Davidson Has Found God +10 Enlightenment.

When the last of the doctor’s cum had slid down her throat, Ruby pulled her face back enough to be able to breath through her nose again. As Dr. Davidson's prick started to soften she kept him in her mouth as she moved one hand back to the base of his cock and the other one to cup his balls. She began to suck more firmly on him, bobbing her head up and down in his lap as she jerked off his base and juggled his balls. His dick began to stiffen up again as she worked him until he was hard once again. She heard him panting and moaning above her and pulled her mouth away from him and looked up at him with pleading, needful eyes. “Fuck me, doctor?” she begged, “Fuck me and make me feel like a real woman.”

Dave stared down at Karen with astonishment. “Sure,” he mumbled, his mind still reeling from her amazing blow-job. She released him and stood up, straddling his lap and he reached up with weak arms to place his limp hands on her hips. He groaned weakly as she grabbed the base of his cock and gave him a couple of enthusiastic tugs as she began lowering herself down. She gave a throaty moan and then a satisfied chuckle as she rubbed the sensitive top of his prick against the entrance to her dripping hole. He moaned next as his cock head slipped inside of the horny actress and she took another inch of him before releasing his pole.

“You feel soooo good, Dr. Davidson,” Ruby groaned in lust as she began lowering her flushed body down the evil villain’s dick.

“Yeah, thanks,” Dave said as he tried to gather his wits. Amazing blow-job or not he was about to get fucked by Karen Gillan and he needed to be at the top of his game. He slid his hands from her hips to her ass and gripped her as tight as he could while bending forward and latching onto one of her tits. He sucked hungrily at her small breast with all the abandon of a hungry calf before sliding his mouth across her chest to her other warm tit. She groaned out louder as she took more and more of his dick into her tight, gripping cunt until she had enveloped him totally and was sitting in his lap. She squirmed around a bit to get used to the feel off him inside of her body as he switched tits again, his strange rivalry with The Rock forgotten as he simple enjoyed the feel of the hot starlet wrapped around his cock.

Ruby used her lower muscles to squeeze Dr. Davidson's cock causing him to squirm underneath her. “You're everything I never knew I wanted in a man,” she groaned lustfully as she squeezed him again, working his cock with her pussy without even having to move. He groaned out which made her smile in satisfaction as she placed her hands on his shoulders. She rolled her hips and began fucking him slowly as she arched her back to thrust her chest more firmly against his sucking mouth.

Dave’s hands slid from Karen's sensuously rolling ass to her graceful back to her heaving chest and back again as she slowly began riding him. His mouth went from one warm breast to the other then her swan-like neck and the back down. It seemed like there was to much of her and not enough of him, he wanted to touch and taste her everywhere all at once. His hands went from her ass down to her slender thighs as he began rocking his hips up to meet the roll of her own hips. Above him his dialogue box typed: Dr. Dave Davidson Begins To Respond: +5 Participation.

“Yea, yes, yes…” Ruby groaned as she rolled her hips faster, “Show me what a real man can do.”

“I’m… I’m trying,” Dave panted out as Karen began picking up speed. Her tight cunt was gliding up and down his shaft as she rolled her long, lean body back and forth, grinding her lower torso against his with every rock and thrust, her hip bones smashing painfully against his. As she fucked him harder and faster he began to wonder if any of the sci-fi movies were true and if injuries he picked up in the VR would be reflected in the outside world. How would he explain a broken pelvis to his boss?

“Yes, yes, yes…” Karen chanted above him as Dave chanted, “Ow, ow, ow…” The horny actress’s hips were a blur as she slipped up and down his shaft while rolling her hips and undulating her upper body, her red hair whipping back and forth with her fingers digging into his shoulders. Even in porn he had never seen such an enthusiastic fuck. Karen was a dynamo on his lap and the pain felt like it was killing him while the bamboo chair sounded like it was about to break and he wasn't even sure that bamboo could break. Once again he found himself wondering if Karen Gillan was actually this wild at sex or if this was just part of the program but all he could do right now was hold on for dear life.

“Yes, yes, YESSSS…!” Ruby cried out as she came. She slammed herself against the doctor’s lap and ground her clit against his lower torso as her orgasm ripped through her. Her entire body shivered and shook as her slick juices gushed from her spasming cunt and she squealed in delight until she collapsed against Dr. Davidson's body.

Karen's cunt squeezed Dave’s cock almost as painfully as her hip crushing thrusts had done. Her pussy rippled around him like a milking fist and he erupted inside of her, filling her magical cunt with his thick seed. She had her arms limply around his neck and her head nuzzling his shoulder as they both rode out their orgasms. And then he saw the forgotten other person in the room.

“Fuck you, Rock,” Dave gasped out as he flipped Dwayne the bird. Above him his text box read: Dr. Dave Davidson Suffers Inferiority Complex Against Fictional Character: -5 Mental Stability.

And then the world went red.

When his vision cleared, Dave was back on his couch. He absent-mindedly patted his lower torso looking for bruises but found that he was A-Ok. “I am really getting the hang of this,” he said gleefully before getting to his feet.

“If you’d like I can tell you the rest of my hacking features…” Summer-Gram began before Dave cut her off.

“No time for your alien-speak,” Dave said as he rushed to his bedroom, “I’ve for to get ready for work.”

“But by using my network connection to your world wide web I can easily deposit…” she started again before Dave once again cut her off.

“Crap! Look at the time,” Dave shouted, “Why did you leave me in there so long? I’m gonna be late for work!” He dashed out of his bedroom, his work clothes nearly buttoned all the way.

“I can also function with a pre-set alarm to stop your VR if…” Summer-Gram tried to explain before Dave once again interrupted her.

“No time for your techno-words. I have to get to work,” he said before running full bore out of his apartment and forgetting to lock his door.

Summer-Gram stood fuming as much as an alien hologram could. “Out of all the production models they could have given him it had to be me,” she grumbled.

The End.

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Teachers pet

Teachers little pet
Sophia was a design student from Parsons, was about nineteen and had moved to the city from New Hampshire in August, it was now mid september.

She had deep chestnut colored hair and green eyes, medium brown skin tone. Medium build and was about 5’4 with a DD chest and a perky ass. Wearing a Light gray sweater over a bright pink plunging v-neck, tight blue skinny jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places and black riding boots.

She was riding the L home from her friend Rachels Loft in SoHo when she noticed Mr.Phillip Todd her computer design 101 professor sitting a few rows ahead of her. Curious as to what he was doing she moved to get a closer look.

Phillip had a briefcase in the seat next to him and seemed to be looking out the window. He had just completed his undergraduate studies before being offered a position at Parsons.

Philip was about twenty-five, 6’2 with sandy brown hair, fair complexion and brilliant blue eyes. Wearing a Gray Suit Jacket with a wrinkled light green button up, paisley tie to match and gray trousers. He was daydreaming about his ex girlfriend Allison back in Boston when a familiar voice interrupted his train of thought.

"Mr. Todd?” Sophia was standing next his seat looking inquisitively at him.

Startled he sat up straighter "Sophia what are you doing here?” he asked gruffly.

“I’m on my way back from a girlfriend's place in SoHo. Is it okay if I sit with you? There's a guy in the back that kept staring me down and it was creeping me out.” she lied batting her eyes and doing her best to look helpless.

"Oh sure.” Sitting up straighter he moved his briefcase to the floor to make room for her.

“Thanks!” she said breathlessly before seating herself as closely next to him as possible.
She sat up straighter and let her sweater fall off her luscious mounds allowing him to get a look at her.

He exhaled deeply and she could see him glancing at at her chest from the corner of her eye.
She smirked at him seductively causing him to look away and fiddle with his tie which suddenly felt like it was strangling him.

"Are you alright Mr. Todd? “ she purred leaning even closer to him.

"I’m alright its just a little warm in here” he murmured trying to look anywhere but at her.

"Really I think its a little chilly” she did her best fake shiver.

"If your cold here wear my coat.” He began to pull of his jacket revealing how tight his button up was around his ripped torso.

"What a gentlemen!” Sofia flirtatiously giggled taking the jacket and wrapping it around her shoulders. "Awe how selfish of me you must be cold now too.” she said pithily.

“Its alright, I’ll be fine”

Before he could finish the sentence she had draped her arm around his shoulders, positioned herself facing him.

"Its alright Sophia, really its not that cold.” he was doing his best to protest but he couldn't help staring into her doe eyes and everywhere else on her. He could tell she wasn’t listening so decided to give up. There didn’t seem to be anyone else sitting in the car with them.

“I guess this is fine for a little while.” he said glancing at her

"Yeah!” she squealed giddily.

He pondered for a minute “What was this to her an amusement ride? “

“So what stop do you need to get off at?” she asked him

"What? Oh I need to get off at Delancey.” he said lazily

"I need to get off at Perry, its the closest to my dorm although I hate walking the six blocks from the station to my hall, and its a waste of money but I’ll try and get a cab to drive me. “ she stated so helplessly.

Suddenly they came to a stop and the conductor over the loudspeaker "Delancey. “

He pondered getting off but figured he could at least see her home safe, they were in New York after all.

"Tell you what you can save your money and come to my place I have a couch you can sleep on tonight and in the morning I'll arrange for you to take a cab home .” he smiled at her feeling like a hero.

"Really!”

She looked so cheerful he thought she might clap.

"Oh thank you, Mr. Todd!” She exclaimed throwing her arms around his neck. He could smell the sweet scent of vanilla wafting off of her, he breathed in the smell deeply it was intoxicating.

"Alright now.” He chuckled pulling her off of him after a little while. "I'm just walking you home okay.”

“Okay Mr. Todd!” she said smiling at him

"Sophia? You know you don’t have to call me Mr. Todd right I mean we are out of the classroom.”

"Whatever you say Phil.” she gave him her most seductive wink.

By the time they reached Phil's apartment she was dripping and raring to go, she had been whispering naughty little secrets into his ear and was covering what her right hand was doing with his briefcase.

“ Ah here we are” he said glancing up at the building as they approached.

They were standing outside of what looked to be an abandoned building.

Puzzled by the decrepit appearance of the building Sophia couldn’t help but ask
“Do you really live here? This building looks more like a fire hazard than a home”

“Don't be ridiculous of course this is my place now stop being a baby and follow me.” he sighed sounding annoyed by her hesitance

He couldn't help but be mesmerized watching Sophia's hips sway as she walked up the stairs to his front door . He ran up the steps to catch up with her.The walk up was so tiny he was pressed up against her, his cock still hard from her stroking it earlier.

“Now that's more like it” she giggled and he let the two of them in.

Once inside Sophia couldn't helped but be pleasantly surprised by the state of the grandness in the entryway of his building. The ceiling was decorated with mirrors and gold trim and a breathtaking chandelier hung perpendicular to the dark mahogany staircase. The floors looked elegant with white marble tiles.The walls were covered in a olive green paint with gold stripping and trim to match.

“The outside doesn't do this place justice “ she exclaimed in awe.

His face beamed as she lead him by his tie up the six flights of stairs to her front door.

“Yeah this used to be one of the original factories of the city they rebuilt it and turned it into apartments.” noting he had peaked her interest

When they reach his floor, Sophia pushes the two of them into a corner with his back against the wall and passionately kisses him.

" Which one is yours?' her head nodding to the landing with three doors"

"The door on the riiight." he stammered

He nearly dropped the key twice his hands were shaking horribly. He wasn't sure if it was from nerves or anticipation.

Once the door was pushed open Sophia sauntered in dropping an article of clothing as she went. Phil scratched his head and looked to his left and right to see if any of her neighbors were out, then quickly picked up the trail of clothing she was leaving in the hallway as not to leave evidence to his neighbors that he had not come home alone. Then took a deep breath as if to say now or never and followed Sophie into his apartment anxious and eager to see what the night would entail.

Amazed by the size of the apartment Sophie was fascinated the rustic undertones and modern architecture that seemed to be throughout. The windows had what looked like hand painted embellishments on the crown molding. There was a massive leopard rug in front of a fire place that looked straight out of a castle. All the furniture was a dark chocolate color except for a chair that looked to be shaped like an egg that hung from a gold chain from the ceiling. The kitchen was massive with bold turquoise back splash, quartz counter tops and stainless steel appliances.

He noticed her standing by what looked to be a bar in the right corner of the room. She had on a light pink lace bra-let and matching tap pants. He inhaled sharply and she looked up from what she was doing and gave him a knowing smile. She came out from behind the bar with a bottle of wine and two champagne flutes.

“ You like wine right Phil?” she asked in a seductive raspy voice

“Yeah, But its so late you really should be going.” he stammered

Knowingly she set the glasses down on a end table near the couches and sauntered where he was standing by the front door.Once she was right in front of him she draped her arms around his neck loosely.

“Relax silly know one knows you're here and nobody knows I'm your student.”

Before he could protest her lips and body were crashing into him stirring up desires he had never even felt with his ex. Passionately he kissed her back his hands caressing each one of her luscious mounds. He could hear her moaning with each kiss and her mound grinding on his leg.

She pulled away and breathed heavily.

He watched as her chest heaved with each breath. Then he saw that same devilish grin she had earlier. With one fail swoop he had her around the thighs begging for him. He kissed every inch of her he could see as he walked over to the couch and lowered her onto it.

After being set down it seemed like a blink of an eye her hands were at his waist undoing his belt and pants. His member seemed like it was a spring loaded trap begging to be released as she pulled his boxers down lower.

"Gasp" Sophia couldn't help it when she pulled away his boxers and was meet with the biggest cock she had seen to date. Thinking of how much she couldn't wait to feel it in side her she hungerly took her soon to be lovers gargantuan cock inside her mouth.

Soon he felt her hot breath on the tip of his member, it seemed to be forever until he felt the soft moistness of her tongue licking and teasing the tip. He felt her slide her mouth over the sides down the shaft and down his balls sucking each one until they made a pop sound when she let go of them. She repeated this for a while and then with both hands firmly started to lick the tip.

He could feel his eyes rolling into the back of his head, he could hear her adjust herself. When he looked down she had his member in between her amazingly gorgeous breasts. She had her head tilted down with her tongue hanging out.

With a groan he shouted that he felt he was about to burst. He felt her small hand reach up and wrap around his wrist, he felt his body slam down onto the plus couch for a second. She stood almost menacingly towing over him. In a strange way it made him feel even more turned on.

" Get lower" she ordered in her husky voice full of seduction and lust

He did as he was told and watched in awe as she removed her pink lace thong with what seemed a flick of the wrist, she sauntered to him and then climbed onto the couch but just enough so she was in a squatting position her hot dripping snatch eagerly wanting to be touched and filled.

“Eat it motherfucker!” she barked and he did as told.

She began to writhe and moan clutching his hair.

“ Fuck baby make me cum!” she said throatily

Phil began to pick up the pace and lapped up her juices like a dog loving every second of it .Soon he could tell she was on the brink and her whole body began to quiver. He went even faster than before and soon he was flooded with her juices, he laid there with his mouth open trying to catch every drop.

Soon it was over and her breathing returned to normal.

“Fuck Me Now!!!” She shrieked

He wiggled and freed his hands from underneath her and grabbed her on the shoulders soon he flipped her so she was on her back. He freed himself from his remaining clothing.

Then he aligned himself with her hot snatch, she was already begging for him. He reached down and grabbed his member and positioned it at her opening. He began to rub it against the moist opening laughing as she squirmed with pleasure

Angrily she sat up and began to scream “Fuck me you son of a……”
But was caught off guard when Phil suddenly thrust his member inside and was happily grinding and thrusting away.

She could hear growling coming from him as he slammed and thrust into her hot snatch. At this point she didn't think he’d last long.

‘ Slow down “she barked

“In your fucking dreams” he hollered

With out really giving a fight she found her self screaming in the grips of he first orgasm. Her body trembled all over in pleasure, her pussy felt like it was spasming and she wished the sensation would never end.

Then he pulled out and before she could protest he had flipped her onto all fours and was happily pumping away.

She could feel the grips of another orgasm begin and clutched the sides of the couch, his hot breath on the back of her neck as he happily thrust away. Another orgasm ripped through her as her lover started to pick up the pace.

Their was a wet slapping sound that filled the air along with the endless moans of pleasure each of them were uttering. Her juices seemed to be flowing so steadily that a pool of cum seemed to be developing beneath the two of them making it hard of them to stay upon the leather couch. So often a loud wet smack would happen from Phil's thrusting and his legs continuously smacking the leather couch cushion beneath them.

He wondered how much longer he’d be able to last.He could feel the sweat on his brow and glanced at the clock in the kitchen indicated it may be time for him to wrap things up and give his young lover a break.

They continuously switched positions, tried everything from 69 to reverse cowgirl. She was taking the lead and loving every second of it. She loved to get what she wanted.

Phil's pace started to slow down and he seemed to be losing his steam when he looked forward and was meet with glare that would put medusa herself to shame.

“DON'T YOU DARE CUM!!”she barked at him

Annoyed that she would even dare tell him what to do, he reached down and grabbed a fist-full of her hair and pulled till the back of her head rested on his shoulder.

“DON’T YOU EVER TELL ME WHAT TO DO SLUT!”

He could see the fear in her eyes and tears began to develop.A small whimper was barely audible. Letting his hand slide down to her neck,he rubbed his thumb and index finger against the sides and deeply exhaled.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

Shyly she looked back at him “ It's alright. I don’t mind.” Once again that playful smirk light across her face letting him know everything was alright.

He continued passionately fucking her into the wee hours of morning, when he finished he felt as if he had just run a marathon.Walking out onto a balcony he lit a cigarette and took a long drag. Rubbing his head he tried to remember how last night's events had catapulted into a cliche of being one of those teachers that sleeps with students.

As Phil was contemplating the fine line between what and what not to do after hours with students, Sophia had made them each a cup of coffee. She offered one to him as she stepped onto the balcony. He took it and gave her a polite smile.

“ Don't think about it so much otherwise you’ll give yourself a migraine.” Sophia said sounding worried.

“Think about it if you're in my shoes it looks bad either way.” Phil sighed

“Nobody has to know alright just think of it as a one night stand forget the fact that I’m your student and forget about it.” said Sophia doing her best to comfort him.

“But I don't want to forget it I want to love you like I did last night carefree.” said Phil sounding defeated.

“Then we’ll just have to keep this our little secret won't we!’ Sophia smiled at him then took a sip of coffee

With that Phil eased up and agreed to keep the happenings of the night before a secret and watched the sunrise before he bid Sophia good night and happily walked the streets beaming from ear to ear.

Sophia left his apartment a little after seven thirty in the morning.

Phil stood with his coffee on the balcony hoping to get some fresh air but also to look for Sophia . He tentatively watched the street for a glimpse of Sophia, Also the paranoia was beginning to make him feel uneasy and he was trying to watch without getting noticed, hoping not to see on her impulsively on her cellphone feeling the need to update or tell the world what had happened like so many of her generation.

He spotted her on the street happily walking toward the subway, no phone in sight.

Sophia felt as if she was walking on a cloud as she left Phil's building and happily walked the streets beaming from ear to ear. Eager to see what the future had in store for her and her new lover.

FIN

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Unexpected Randevous

Freya Phillips walked the halls of Hogwarts in a daze.

She had just transferred from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, her father's job with the Ministry had moved them from Calais, France to Muggle London. Hogwarts had been the only wizarding school close enough for her to attend. After meeting with the Headmaster Dumbledore and undergoing a Hogwarts tradition known as “Sorting”, it was ruled that she be placed in Slytherin.

A strange thin man with a crooked nose and greasy black hair, flowing pitch black robes suddenly appeared. Professor Dumbledore addressed him as Professor Snape. Freya tried her best to politely greet him, telling him how excited she was to be placed into such a powerful and well-known house but before she could get a word out in a very low tone almost like a growl he snapped at her.

“Follow me, Ms Phillips”.

With that, he descended the staircase out of Dumbledore’s office with impressive speed.

She followed him as directed listening to his instructions while trying to keep pace, he took very long strides for a being such a drab man, draped in long flowing robes of black. Freya couldn't help but let her mind stray to all the wondrous things she had heard of this renowned potions master now made dark arts professor.

“Now Ms Phillips I am to be the head of your house. You will represent Slytherin house to the best of your abilities house points may be rewarded by any facility they can also be taken away.
Am I clear?” turning suddenly to face her, bellowing.

“Yes Professor” she squeaked meekly.

“Slytherin Common rooms are in the dungeon. Also, in case you tend to go wandering let it be known that the Forbidden Forest, Black Lake, the Restricted Section of the library, and other house common rooms are off-limits. Understood?”

“Yes Professor”.

“Good, Now it's getting late so I will escort you to your dormitory in the dungeon, do well to remember how to get there as I will not be so kind to show you the way again,” he said bitterly

Turning down a corridor to a staircase leading into the dungeons. They seemed to have walked miles in and out of corridors before coming to an abrupt halt in front of a brick wall at the end of the corridor when nearing the end there seemed to be nothing on the wall but as one got closer the enchantment hiding the common rooms entrance seemed to appear.

The wall was pitch black and looked covered in dirt. But upon closer examination a crest appeared on the wall of a gigantic serpent that bore its fangs at you ready to strike. It was even enchanted to move from side to side and hiss menacingly from time to time. No doubt to scare away other students from finding the entrance or think of playing any tricks on Slytherin house. Freya gulped. What had she gotten herself into transferring to this new school??!!

“I wonder if there's an enchantment on the door that hides from other students and allows the door to be revealed when someone who belongs to the house approaches it?” she wondered aloud unaware that she could be heard

“Precisely” sneered Snape

Angling himself to her right down the hallway he almost seemed to walk through the massive crest if not for the muttering of what Freya was almost sure was the word “Pureblood”

The crest and door seemed to become hazy as Professor Snape took a step over the threshold before descending an impressive flight of stairs and finally stood still in the middle of the Slytherin common room. Freya stood next to him her chest heaving she had forced herself to keep up with Snape who upon further inspection was far more nimble and slipperier than she had ever imagined.

“This is your dormitory, Ms Phillips, I will trust that you can ask one of your many housemates how to find your sleeping arrangements, with this I bid you goodnight.”

With that, he turned to ascend the staircase before being stopped abruptly

“Umm excuse me professor?” I quipped

“What now Ms Phillips?” he asked sighing with fatigue and disgust in his tone turning to face her not even trying to hide the look of disgust and disappointment on his face.

“Professor Is there a place to wash up?” Freya asked timidly lacing her fingers together behind her back and rocking back and forth on the heels of her feet

“Actually there is, “ he said seeming to ponder where the exact location of the washrooms are. It took him a few moments to remember in that time Freya looked around the massive common room with all its impressive adornments trying to take in that this would be her home for the next four years. It seemed rather daunting. She suddenly realized Snape had remembered the location of the lavatories and snapped back to attention.

“The lavatories you would normally use is currently under construction due to the Weasley twins using there you instant- poo tablets on an unsuspecting first year. Poor boy is still recovering in the hospital wing. You will find the Prefect’ bathroom on the Fifth floor near the hospital tower corridor. I’m afraid that I have some business to attend to if you have any questions be sure to ask our head girl Pansy Parkinson’s is filling that role this year .“ he seemed almost delighted to hand me off without another word and a backwards glance he left her in a hurry to unpack and get settled into her new home for the year. It was then that Freya realized there was another student in the common room leaning on a chaise at the furthest most corner of the room that was hidden in shadows.

“Hello?” Freya asked timidly hoping this fellow student was nice

“So now that Snape's given you the warm welcome wagon can I please move on this welcoming committee and show you the bloody god damn dormitories before I am late to meet Draco” huffed a very tall and thin girl with shoulder length brown hair and what almost seemed like a pug nose that was a horrible spell gone wrong or a cruel trick played on her by a professor or fellow students.

Freya walked timidly over to the girl and thought to herself

“Be brave everyone at your last school made fun of you for being such a scaredy-cat“
Walking over to Pansey she squared her shoulders and tried her best to smile and stuck out her hand for a handshake.

“Freya,you must be Pansey” she said trying her best to sound confident

“Can we please move the bloody fuck along Draco is waiting!” she huffed and crossed the common rooms in a manic pace and ascended a staircase. Completely ignoring Freya's gesture.

Freya stood alone and stunned in the common room and then followed after a beat feeling out of place and rather defeated she had tried hard to make a friend and failed this did not bode well.

After being shown her House Common Room and where she was to sleep that night in the girls’ dormitory, her trunk was at already on top of her bed with her calico cat ironically named Tabby slept peacefully emitting soft purrs of pleasure into the silence that seemed to fill the dormitory. Suddenly feeling the weight of the day on her shoulders, she felt a long bubble bath was in order. Remembering what Professor Snape had said that she was welcome to use the Prefects’ bathroom.

With much curiosity she wandered the corridors taking in the sites around her, she was lost on the eighth floor looking for the prefects’ bathroom when Professor Flitwick's fluttery voice seemed to carry down the corridor with a boom.

“NO STUDENTS ARE ALLOWED OUT OF BED AT THIS HOUR!!!” the voice bellowed using a simple sonorus charm.

It would have been more terrifying to Freya had to voice been followed by a short very stout looking goblin.

“I'm so sorry” Freya faked pity

“I just transferred and Professor Snape told me that I'd be able to wash up in the Prefects’ bathroom but I seem to have lost my way” she exclaimed with an elusive fretful tone being sure to lay it on thick in hopes of this professor leaving her alone

“ Ppppprofessor Snape you say!?!?” stuttered Professor Grublyplank

“Yes you see I was placed into Slytherin “ she exclaimed boastfully

“ Well, in that case, I guess it wouldn't be any trouble to show you how to get to the Prefects’ lavatories” Professor Grublyplank hissed

“ I’ll use a locomotion charm to guide you to the Prefects’ lavatories, it will be much faster. “ Grublyplank exclaimed

“ Oh! That won't be necis……” Freya had started to retort but before she could finish her sentence she had felt a sudden rush of air against her and found herself in standing in the Slytherin Prefects’ lavatories.

The walls were covered in a deep emerald and the bath taps and sinks seemed to be a shining silver that gleamed in the vast opulent light of the bathroom. One wall facing the bath was covered entirely of mirrors making the room look brighter and grander. There was a great marble tub almost the size of a Quidditch pitch. There were several bath taps with a jewel on top at either end holding the most luxurious cleaning potions in the wizarding world.

“Only the best for Slytherin is suppose” Freya giggled to herself

With a flick of her wand using a simple vanishing spell her clothes disappear leaving her perfect ample body exposed.

Walking over to the bath Freya could help but notice herself in the wall of mirrors. She stopped for a moment to admire herself. Standing at 5’5 with curly strawberry blonde hair trailed to the middle of her back, emerald green eyes and skin almost as pale as milk, her complexion was almost flawless if not for the flush of freckles that tailed on her nose and across her cheeks, her gaze flowed from her face down to her very ample bosom which no binding spell seemed to be able to contain.

Humming to herself as she walked over to the bath she twisted a few taps releasing a sea of water spilling into the bath, wondering to herself which tap released the shampoo an unexpected intruder stumbled upon Freya in her most vulnerable moment.

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Callum Wood was groggy from a long day of Quidditch practice, being Ravenclaws number one beater was exhausting especially when his team insisted on making fun of him all practice for being the younger brother of Gryffindors former captain and golden boy Oliver Wood who now plays for Puddlemere United. It had started to rain before the end of practice but his captain was insistent they keep practising in order to beat Slytherin in Saturday's match. It wasn't until the pitch had been struck by lightning almost taking out his fellow teammates Cho, that Professor McGonagall stormed onto the pitch demanding all outdoor activities to be cancelled until the storm cleared.

He knew the boys’ lavatory would be a bloody mess with all his teammates fighting to be first in the showers and competing with whomever else got caught outside in the storm, He thought it best to sneak off to the Prefects bathroom.

Walking to the lavatory had been a challenge, soaked from head to toe Callum dripped water all the way from the pitch into the castle causing the house elves to mutter various unpleasantries at any student who dared roam the halls.

Sighing heavily from exhaustion as he walked up to the door to the Prefects’ bathroom his quidditch gear felt like a thousand pounds. Looking around slyly he thought to himself

“I can take off part of my gear out here nobody's around and I'm about to have myself a nice hot bath anyways.”

Stripping off his Quidditch gear revealed every rippling muscle on his chest. Callum wasn't as tall as his brother had been at his age but he was more muscular. He had a strong jawline which he inherited from his father and a slim nose which had come from his mother's side. His eyes were a striking deep blue which were typically hard to see due to his bangs constantly hanging in his face. His hair was much lighter than his brothers dark mop of hair and his pecks stood out more from all the practices and workout routines his captain had learned from the muggle world. Such techniques called “weightlifting” and “ circuit training” that kept his muscles lean and toned. His chest had a lot of definition for not being very big his body was more like a swimmers with a very lean torso, long arms and broad shoulders.

“Pine Fresh” he mumbled towards the door and pushed on the door handle but it wouldn't allow him entry.

“Bloody hell? “ he thought “PINE FRESH!” he shouted at the door, He tried the handle of the lavatory door but it wouldn't budge.

“There shouldn't be anyone in here at this hour.” he thought to himself

Pushing one more time the door still refused to give.

“Ugh, I'm so over this!!” Callum grunted to himself

Taking out his wand he aimed it at the door handle.

“Alohomora“ he said taping the door handle.

With that, the door growned open allowing him entry. Walking in he suddenly realized why the door wouldn't open for him

Standing by the bath admiring all the taps stood a girl. Her back was facing him and it was after further inspection did Callum realize she was naked and gave more thought on why the door hadn't wanted to allow him entry.

Thinking quickly on his feet he tried to slowly back out if the lavatory without being noticed, unfortunately, he had forgotten about the soaking pile of clothes on the floor and the puddle that had pooled around them causing his foot to slip and slide further into the bathroom and come slamming down on the floor with an astounding thud.

Freya shrieked the sudden crash scaring her. Turning around to see where the ruckus had come from she looked to find a sheepish looking boy trying to cover his torso with his arms as he was sprawled out on the floor in full display.

“IM SO SORRY !” Callum exclaimed from the floor he struggled for a minute to get his footing and then in one graceful motion he was upright.

Freya was able at last to get the full picture. He was breathtaking. He seemed very tall for his age. His lanky arms and legs hung at his sides, even from a distance she could see they had quite a bit of definition. The bangs of his hair hung in his face, hiding his gorgeous blue eyes but she could just make out his chiselled jawline.

“Oh my“ Freya thought to herself as she took in his glorious figure

Not realizing the situation at hand Freya walked over to him to see if he was alright.

“Are you hurt?” she asked closing the distance between them in an instant

“You seemed to hit the ground pretty hard, you might want to sit down to be sure your head hasn't sustained any permanent damage.” she advised

“IIIIIIIIII“ Callum stammered inches from him stood a breathtakingly beautiful girl and she was naked to boot. She didn't seem at all bothered by it.

Freya took his arm and gently pulled him over to the side of the bath to sit. Callum followed willingly. Once he sat down Freya pushed his bangs out of his eyes to better asses his face, leaning down to check his features and make sure there wasn't any bumps or cuts on his face.

“He's more handsome up close“ she thought to herself and smiled.

Callum stared up at her his eyes locked on hers for a moment before he ventured to stare at her more lovely assets.

“Do you feel dizzy?” she asked placing the back of her right hand on his forehead to check his temperature leaning down not realizing that Callum had full view of her lovely and perky bosom.

“Ummm I dont think so” he stammered. His head and body may have ached from falling but his member didn’t let it show as it was now engorged and at full mast wanting release from his tight quidditch trousers.

“Can you remember your name“ she asked quizzically trying to hide her interest in him

“Callum” he retorted

“Freya, Nice to meet you. I wish it was under better circumstances.” she blushed crimson

Callum was thrown by her beauty. He'd never seen a more lovelier witch in all his years at Hogwarts and he was going to try his damndest to not let her slip through his fingers.

Freya looked with concern “are you sure, your alright I can call on the house elves and they can take you to the hospital wing.”

Callum took a deep breath before speaking trying to summon all his strength to conceal his current predicament.

“III was trying to find somewhere to wash up after practice got rained out.” he bellowed a little louder than necessary

“Oh, so you play Quidditch ?!!!!” freya asked excitedly

“Yeah I’m a beater for Ravenclaw. Anyway practice got cancelled due to the storm and I knew my house lavatory would be flooded with students who got caught in the rain so I thought I’d come and wash up here since it's hardly ever occupied.” he retorted glancing at Freya's ample bosom.

“ I guess that makes sense.” she muttered to herself

“ I'm really sorry I should have known someone was in here when the door wouldn't open with the password.” he blushed sheepishly looking up under his bangs into her deep green eyes almost getting lost in them

“It's alright. Not your fault, not like there's any indicator telling you the room is occupied right” Freya laughed trying to fake being casual although she was now suddenly painfully aware of her nakedness and how closely she was flaunting it in this boys face.

“Yeah I guess not“ Callum swallowed hard trying to appear innocent while still ogling her causing a rather large stir in his trousers

Freya sat down next to him on the ledge of the bath. The air in the room was thick with perfumes from the bath taps mixed with sweat and musk coming off of callums skin, he must have gotten rather worked up at practice. The smell to her was strangely intoxicating, her lower lips began to tremble and moisten causing quite a carnal stir inside her. Looking up at him she could tell he was at least a head and a half taller than her. Her desires were starting to become clear to her and his seemed to be letting him know what was needed no matter how hard he tried to conceal his member growing and demanding freedom from his trousers.

Suddenly a brilliant thought occurred to her that may have made it easier to coax Callum into the bath and help him to relax a bit before she unveiled her new
plan of action.

With a deep long sigh she commanded his attention, looking at her sideways through his bangs with a small smile she looked up into his eyes.

“Well now that we're sure you haven't sustained any permanent damage we might as well do what we came here to do and get on with it“ Freya said seductively hoping she sounded casual and their wasn't an urgent tone of wanting in her voice.

“Gggggget on? Get on with what now?” stammered Callum turning to fully face her trying to not announce the situation he was in but he was baffled. Was she suggesting what he thought he was?

Freya tried to stifle a laugh. If she was to carry out her plan she had to play aloof.

Standing she did a small twirl catching Callums eye, stepping up onto the ledge of the tub she smiled at him seductively before diving into the massive tub like and with a little flourish kicked up some water over the edge of the tub purposely soaking Callums tight trousers.

“Ahhh” Callum cried “look what you did now my trousers are really soaked” he huffed

“Well if you're already wet than it should not be a problem to just hop in shouldnt it?” Freya purred

“Wwwhat are you suggesting?” he panted.

He shuddered. His mind was soaring with depraved ideas of what he wanted to do with this lovely girl who seemed more than willing.

Swimming to the boundary of the tub Freya draped her arms over the edge being sure to let the tops of her cleavage to peak over.

“What, it's just a wash. I need one after this tediously long day, and giving the layer of muck all over your uniform I'd say you'd need one to so why dally and let this lovely bath go to waste?”

Her breath was quickly paced in a needed way. As quick as she could she swam to the other furthest side of the bath away from Callum hoping to get him worked up even more and to entice him to chase her.

Without a moment's hesitation Callum sauntered over to the edge of the tub pulling his trousers down till they just simply hung off the edge of his hips. With a swift twist of his wrist he had pulled them off and hopped over the small wall with a bit of finesse causing a rather large splash

In mere seconds he closed the distance between them the bubbles of the bath just barely coming up to his chiseled hips just barely covering his happy trail that lead to his very well endowed shaft. Pinning Freya against the small wall he pushed his hip bones into her causing her to spread her legs allowing his impressive and engorged shaft to brush up against her inner thighs causing a thrilling sensation to stir in her already aching muff.

His long lean arms captured hers pining them by her wrists to the wall on either side of her. His breathing was labored his chest heaved. Leaning down looking into her dazzling emerald eyes as if they were as mesmerizing as a beautiful summers day. Her collarbone was flushed crimson causing her freckles to disappear. Releasing one of her wrists he reached over and pushed her beautiful strawberry locks off her shoulders giving him full view of her exquisite collar bone. Leaning his head down he brushed his lips against her earlobe causing a sensational shiver that ran throughout her body causing her muff to moisent and drip with anticipation.

He licked and sucked on her earlobe causing a delightful symphony of gasps and moans to escape her beautiful lips.

“Do you want me?” he asked whispering in her ear

“Yes” she whimpered breathily

Leaning back slightly to look into her eyes full of desire, he took a moment to admire her beauty.

With an almost lightning fast reflex he tilted his head down and captured one of her luciuos niples in his mouth.

Freya gasped, she was taken back by this sensitive feeling but also enjoyed it .

Callum was more than happy to satisfy his new lover but his needs were demanding to be met, while the head of his well
ednowed shaft bobbed in the water the tip rose above the skimming surface of the bubbles. But he continued leaving a trail of feathery kisses on every inch of her exposed skin. His older brothers advice about girls ringing in his ears,

“Don't be greedy take your time on the lady and make sure shes satisfied then she’ll be more than willing to return the favor“

He continued to lick and sick on her lucious nipples till he could feel her hot moisend muff dripping and grinding against his leg under the water. Leaning away from her he tilted his head to the side and gave her a playful smirk.

Freya was flushed and her skin was tinted pink from the heat of the bath water and her newfound loveres endurance. Unable to help herself she captured his mouth with hers, sloppily kissing his with urgency and want.

Wanting to quicken the pace, Callum reached into the water till his hands found her hips and lifted her up higher against the wall so she now had to wrap her legs around his slender waist to stay up right. He positioned himself just below her muff and had one arm wrapped around her waist to support her the other was holding themselves up against the wall to keep his balance.

Lost in the passionate moments from kissing him Freya almost didn't notice she was being lifted out of the water till she felt a slight breeze against her sensitive niples. Noticing the position they were in she couldn't help but feel excited, her swollen muff dripped for him.

Callum still holding tightly around her waist and to the wall trying to steady his nerves. He was already shaking in anticipation. Quickly thought up a plan of action, but he hoped she wasn't scared or ready to chicken out. Looking deep into her eyes he leaned down capturing her lips in a kiss.

Freya couldn't help but shiver a little bit, his lips were so hot and soft against hers, unable to stiffen a moan she kissed him deeper and began to grind and buck against his hips.

Pulling away and resting his forehead against hers he reached out his hand and without saying anything his wand suddenly appeared in his hand.

“YYYYou still sure you want this” he quacked looking longingly into her deep green eyes

Freya reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck housting herself up higher giving his member the perfect angle to grind against her clit.

“YESSSS” she bellowed in a wanting way and gave him a warning look her better not ask again

Using wordless magic his wand suddenly floated through the air towards the pair of them, he snatched it hastily out of the air. Pointing the tip down toward his member.

“I just want us to be safe” he almost whispered before he took his wand and pointed it to the tip of his shaft and chanted “OVARIO IMPERVIO”

Leaning to the edge of the tub he flicked his wand up onto the wall and slowly turned to face her, in his head he was screaming to keep his cool and don't blow it in the first few seconds.

Leaning down to angle his face closer to hers his lips twitching in anticipation, for what seemed like an eternity his lips finally made contact with hers. At first she seemed timmid kissing back soft fluttery barley there kisses and then he sensed her want and desire because the kisses began to turn sloppy wet and louder, more carnal . With each kiss he thought he would blow his load before he even got in her.

Forcing himself to momentarily pull away he realized both of them were flushed red and their breath was ragged as if they had been running a marathon for ages. Her face was flushed pink from the heat radiating of them also the water and excitement. All the bubbles around them had dissipated and he could clearly see through the water the entanglement their bodys were weaving. Backing away slightly giving himself some breathing room. He opened his eyes looking longingly into hers. But all he could think about and hear playing over in his head what was the talk his mum had told him about respecting women and being the perfect gentleman. Looking down at his swollen engorged member. All he could think was

“Sorry pal hopefully she’ll want to touch you after what I have to say“ he thought to himself

Then with a very deep and dramatic breath Callum forced himself to say what he needed to get off his chest before they went any further. Closing his eyes before he lost the courage he bellowed

“I JUUUST WANT TO SAY HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE AND WE REALLY DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS IF YOU DON'T WANT TO ANNNNNND IF WE DID I WOULDN'T TELL ANYBODY IMMMM NOT LIKE THE OTHER GUYS ON THE QUIDDITCH TEAM I’DDDD RESPECT YOU!!!”

Keeping his eyes closed wincing. Thinking to himself

“Merlin's Beard Im a bloody twit!!! Here I am in a bath about to have sex with the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on and I go and get it all to shite because me ma always said to be respectful of ladies.”

Freya gasped she’d never had a sutor stop like this just when things were getting hot and heavy, especially never yell at her and tell her how beautiful she was and that he respected her. Most of all that if she didn't want to they didn't have to go through with it and he wouldn't think any less of her.

She couldn't help but chuckle with glee. Not meaning it in a mocking way but in a sort of bloody hell how did I land such a dreamboat sorta way. Looking over at Callum she could sense that her laughing had not been taken lightly.

He had walked quite a distance away from her in the tub, the bubbles almost cleared a winding path from her to him in the tub. He sat on the stone bench in the tub that was in the right hand furthermost corner of the tub. He was looking out the window looking defeated.

Freya sauntered through the water over to him, he tilted his head towards her and seemed like he was going to say something but before he could she had lept out of the water onto the bench and was now straddling him. Taking her free had she reached down into the water and firmly grasped his well endowed tool and began to vigorously stroke him back to life.

“Bllllloody hell” was all he could manage before he realized the sensation coursing through his veins. He threw his head back and a yelled, it was loud and carnal full of desire. Letting his head rest on the edge of the tub wall, for a moment he thought he was seeing stars when he was snapped back to reality by another sensation.

She had stopped stroking him and was preparing herself for the main event.

“Good!“ thought Freya to herself

“I have him right where I want him“ she thought as a wicked grin played across her face

Callum couldn't help but be in awe of her

Leaning up off the bench pushing for her lips to meet his he kissed her deeper, at first they kissed slowly patiently, but Callum could feel her in the water her goating him, pushing her sex onto the tip of his member, he could feel how slick her sex was aching for him. Without a moment's hesitation he continued kissing her reaching up and grasping her gently behind her neck while his other hand snaked it way up her thigh as to hold her in place.

He opened his mouth slightly and let his tongue dart in and out bating her to do the same. Once she opened her mouth and allowed him entry he thought to himself

“Now or never!”

He slowly inclined his hips feeling her soft lips spread and widen to welcome him into her hot muff. Continuing to kiss her he steadied himself thinking of those ridiculous exercises from the muggle world and one came to mind called wall sitting hoping to distract himself from the task at hand because he was dreading he’d be like all the other boys girls seemed to laugh at in the halls and got ridiculous nicknames like “one shot” .

While he was distracted thinking the worst she was also thinking of different scenarios as she happily and eagerly spread the lips around her muff open allowing the very tip of his manhood into her moist muff. The sensation was otherworldly. She bit down on her lip to stifle a scream that might scare him off.

Feeling the sensation of her muff pushing against him, Callum snapped back to reality and braced himself happily for the task at hand.

Knowing she was wet enough she reached her arms up out of the water and placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Then pulling her legs up into an almost squatting position to better direct how deep his member would go she then plunged a hand into the water to grasp the base of his engorged shlong as to better help guide it. Leaning on the balls of her feet she swayed herself forward and in one smooth fluid motion he was inside her.

“Hhhhhhh yes“

“Fuck bloody fuck“

Hungerly she began pumping away letting him slide in and out of her and then standing straighter while letting almost all of him slide out except the very tip, when she did this she would twirl her hips in a circular motion. Feeling only the tip pulseate within her.

This would cause him to roar almost sounding menacing while throwing his head back, while his right hand would snake its way around her to the back of her neck and then he would sink his nails in her skin and drag his hand all the way down to her bottom where he would grasp her ass and dig his nails in causing the most delicious sensations to course through her. Pushing her down harder onto him while he raised his hips up forcefully to meet her. A loud sloppy slapping sound filled the air along with their loud moans and praises of one another seemed to reverberate of the walls of the bath making it sound as if there were ten people making love instead of two.

They went at each other neither side backing down. Sloppily kissing one another in the midst of praise and curses that steadily flowed from one another.

Callum began to feel himself tensing even more he could tell this was about to be it. Opening his eyes to look into hers.

While still pumping her legs to meet him an all knowing smirk danced across her lips when her eyes met his.

Panting she leaned forward and laced her arms around his neck nuzzling he nose in his hair right behind his ear.

This distracted him and he began to slow his pace momentarily.

“You want to cum don’t you” she whispered in his ear

“Yes” he choked out painting they were both drenched and covered in sweat

“MMMMMM” she purred in his ear

“Cum!” she said wantingly

Closing his eyes he began to quicken his pace, his member getting deeper and deeper than it had before she raised her hips to meet him in time

“Cum in me Callum” he heard in his ear

“ I need it, fill me” she began to moan and beg her voice dripping with want and lust

“IMMMMM GETTING CLOSER “ he grunted through clenched teeth

“I NEEED YOU CALLUM! Come on, fill me “ her voice grew louder and more desperate as she shouted at him through gritted teeth

The slapping sound of the water seemed to reverberate everywhere making it hard for him to concentrate, closing his eyes to concentrate. He could slowly feel his balls begin to clench getting ready to give her exactly what she desired.

In one flowing motion he felt his balls tensing not realizing the whole time he was muttering “bloody hell” the whole time. His hips still racing to meet hers and the thrilling sensation he felt was even better than his first time flying on a broomstick as thick spurts of his cum began to steadily coat her walls, he could feel himself emptying into her.

His body was quacking. He'd never had an orgasm so powerful he swore he touched the heavens. Momentarily he wondered if she just seemed to have that effect on guys. Before being brought back down to earth

“Yesssssss Callum” he could hear her scream driving him further

“Give it to me,fill me to the brim with your cum “ she screamed

With a loud undignified grunt he signaled that he had deposited every last drop of cum into her hungry snatch.
They both stayed in that position for a few beats trying to catch their breath.

Finally Callum spoke a very breathy
“Holy fuck” was all he could manage

Even though he was spent Callum couldn't help but than his lucky stars as she reached up onto the wall behind him hoisting herself to ease him out of her. Wishing he could go again.

Freya's breast on full display.

After easing him out of her she continued to straddle him easing her arms down to his pecs while looking up at the ceiling not really seeing anything because her mind was in pure ecstasy.

Callum followed suit leaning his head back against the wall. Hes breathing slowed down faster than hers did. Afterall he was an athlete so he knew tricks to slow his breathing.

After what seemed like ages she tilted her head down and leaned to meet him, letting her forehead rest against his. Her wet hair steadily dripping on the both of them.

“ We really should be getting back to our houses before anyone notices how long we've been gone.” a hint of sadness in her voice.

Reaching his right hand up out of the water he tenderly pushed some hair that was hanging in her face behind her ear and let his hand rest their.

“Okay baby well clean up and get ready to head back.” he said softly before leaning up and planting a soft almost butterfly kiss in the middle of her forehead

Then like the gentleman he was he helped her get out of the bath and toweled her off. Then summoning his wand with wordless magic he willed a spell that dries them off and made two robes appear. A lavender colored silk robe appear in the air, and a bright blue silk. Grabbing it and holding it open for her to step into. Then grabbing the blue one and shrugged it on himself.

“Thank you sir” she said with a smile easing into the robe

“Your very welcome miss“ he chuckled back

She had fasted the cord of the robe tightly and was turning away from him striding towards the door.

A sense of panic began to wash over him as he watched her walk away from him.

Without a backward glance Freya counted to ten in her head as she walked away from Callum

Before she even got to five he had ran in front of her and planted his hand on the door, with an astounding thud. He was panting again and his robe had flew open in his haste.

“Tttell me” he panted

“Tell me when I can see you again“ he heaved his breath ragged

Sauntering over to him letting her hips sway seductively. Taking her time to close the gap between them. She placed her hand on his pecs and pressed against him making sure to lean in causing her robe to slip open giving him a very spectacular view of her spelended breasts again

“I do believe according to my schedule that I have a free break after breakfast, I was told its mine to do with what I wish” she said pretending to think about it while seductively boring looks of lust into his eyes

“Quidditch pitch” he panted wrapping one of his arms around her and the other reaching up and softly stroking her hair

“We can meet in the shed where Ravenclaw keeps their brooms, it'll be storming all day tomorrow so nobody should bother us their!!!!” he said in triumph

“Sounds great to me baby” she purred leaning up to tenderly kiss him one last time

Leaning his head down to meet her he moaned into her mouth before they parted ways.

Opening the lavatory door Callum looked out to check if the coast was clear. Then opening the door wider giving her room to scouch past him into the hallway.

Giddy with thoughts of tomorrow Freya took her time getting around him letting herself slide up close next to him and pushing her breast up against him again.

This caused his eyes to bulge in panic and excitement hoping her robe would spill open.

Then with some finesse she slid out into the hallway and did a little twirl.

“See you at the Quidditch shed tomorrow lover” she shrewdly whispered “Oh and you better eat a good breakfast your going to need your stamina”

Walking out into the hall allowing the portal to the lavatories to swing shut behind him shaking his head and chuckling to himself he began to stride down the hall heading to the Ravenclaw common rooms.

He stopped suddenly looking out the windows realizing how dark it had become.

“Holy cow what time is it” he thought to himself

In the quiet sereness of the halls ,before realized he could hear rapid footsteps coming toward him and looked around for somewhere to hide

“Shit it’s probably so late probably a professor looking to bust students for being outta bed” he thought to himself but before he could panic a sudden flash of lavender and blonde were in the corner of his eye and he relaxed for a second. Smiling knowing what was to come

Like a wicked flash gone one moment here the next, Freya had yet again surprised him and was now in his arms.

Jumping up to straddle him her arms on his shoulders her reached down to help her up grasping her thighs as she reached around his neck to secure herself, the smell of cherries and lillies wafted in his face from her hair. It was intoxicating.

Leaning back to look her in the eye he smiled, knowing she had it bad and couldn't go a second without him.

She leaned down her hair washing over him almost like a curtain of gold, she was pouting her lips and looking deeply into his eyes.

Finally she spoke.

“Callum do we really have to wait till tomorrow?” she asked in a thick husky tone

“No I suppose we don't have to if you don't want to.” he said knowingly watching her bite her lip suggestively and shaking her head yes

With impressive strength he knelt down making sure to gently as possible place her back down onto the floor. Noting the whimpering sound she made as he did, looking down at the ground

Once she was on the floor he place a hand under her chin and tilted her head

“I've always heard from upperclassman that the Restricted Section of the library is a great place to hide.” he said with a devilish grin and a glint in his eye.

Giddy with anticipation and excitement Freya bounced up and down in the hall before reaching out to grasp his robe to pull him closer.

Callum allowed himself to be pulled closer and snuggled right up tp her wrapping his arms around her and sighing happily resting his head on top of hers.

“On second thought maybe we should nip into the Hospital wing while we're on the way”’ he suggested pulling away from her but let one of his arms slip down hers to clasp her hand tightly before turning away leading her down the hall.

She kept the pace surprisingly well being a full head shorter than him.

“Callum” she huffed

“Yes sweetheart?” he asked high pitched and with a smile

She turned scarlet and giggled for a moment but never broke stride.

“What's so important in the Hospital wing?” she asked turning her head to face him

“Madam Pomfrey always keeps heaping batches of Grinding potion brewed in one of the storage closest in the hospital wing.”he said confidently hoping she was impressed

“REALLY!” she squealed

“YEAH!” he shouted not being able to hold back

“And baby I have a feeling you and I are going to need every last bottle.” he said with a smirk before rounding the corner and pulling her to him with some fitness before leaning on the wall bending down and wrapping her tightly in his arms.

“MMMM your so bad!!!” she giggled and leaned up to capture his lips in a smoldering kiss.

FIN

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