And now, in this small bedroom, it was just the three of them.
Kelsie McCollum remained on her side on the bed. Her slender body was completely exposed, her blond hair cascading messily across her pale shoulders. She could still feel the hard shaft of the giant penis behind her as it pressed against the milky flesh of her slight but shapely bottom–the penis that belonged to Chris Weathers, her massive, muscular, beautiful, caring boy.
Above Kelsie, at the end of the bed, stood the cruel vixen who had chosen to turn Kelsie and Chris’s budding affection into a twisted love triangle.
Who had engineered the vile scenario through which Kelsie had been made to watch as Kelsie’s best friend had pumped Chris’s seed into her waiting mouth.
Who had claimed Chris Weathers for herself, for no reason other than the financial promise that his future in professional football held.
Who had destroyed Kelsie, then callously discarded her, as if Kelsie was no more than a bug on her windshield.
Who had dashed Erika Lim’s dreams of becoming a Predatorette, and then spread damaging lies about Jason Lim because he had dared to defend his twin sister on the front steps of Pi Pi Pi.
Who ran her sorority house and her dance team with authoritarian vanity.
Who tried to exercise that same power across the entire campus of Perion University.
Who–as she had stood above Kelsie and Chris in her tight black evening dress, commanded them to take off their clothes, made Kelsie lie on this bed, and ordered Chis to violate Kelsie’s tight virgin ass with his giant dick–had exercised that same power right here, in this bedroom.
Or thought she had.
Until right now. Until this exact moment.
Until, in the silent wake of Jacqueline’s Sullivan’s departure, Kelsie’s McCollum’s innocent blue eyes drifted upward and met her tormentor’s imperious jade gaze.
Cooper Deering was still futilely holding her cell phone to her ear, even though it was abundantly clear that, in the time since she had first lifted the phone and issued her nefarious command, she had not heard a single sound on the other end of the line.
Now, Kelsie witnessed the emotional transformation taking place within those gorgeous green eyes and across that perfect face…as Cooper slowly realized…that this petite, shy girl on the bed below her, this afterthought, this annoyance, this helpless naked object of her crushing revenge…
…Might somehow have the upper hand.
The old Kelsie McCollum, that unmoored small-town girl who had meekly arrived at Perion months ago, might still have withered here, on this bed, under the harsh glare of Deering’s stressed fury.
But not this Kelsie McCollum.
Kelsie McCollum didn’t look away.
This Kelsie–as she felt the heat of her man’s body, heard the sound of new footsteps coming up the stairs, and watched Cooper gradually drop both her arm and her jaw–didn’t even blink.
This Kelsie took the time to savor the moment.
This Kelsie produced the faintest hint of a smile.
What was coming…that would be for all of them.
But these still seconds, right here: Kelsie claimed these as her own.
Until, at last, the wispy blond shifted her attention to the new arrivals at the bedroom doorway.
Kelsie could see that Jason Lim–even in this, his moment of technological triumph–was clearly nervous in Cooper Deering’s presence. The all-powerful Pi Shop Queen had taken so much from him, had punished him so brutally when he had dared to confront her: Jason still had difficulty looking directly at the stunning figure in the black dress.
It didn’t matter.
Everyone here–perhaps even Cooper Deering–knew who controlled the room now.
Her short dark curls bobbed against the fabric of her blue sweats as she strode forward.
Her brown eyes fired with confidence, with triumph, with purpose.
With vengeance.
Alexia Ramos, grinning, pointed a tan finger down at Deering’s phone.
“Oh no! What’s the matter, Cooper?” Alexia inquired. “Is no one answering?”
“Cooper, why ever could that be? Goodness, I hope something hasn’t happened to Tracey Harrington! I mean, I’m just taking a WILD GUESS here…but I assume that’s who you were calling?”
Deering’s face and body were both now completely frozen with shock: Alexia’s curvy figure might as well have been approaching an open-mouthed mannequin.
“But, I don’t understand!” Alexia proceeded with glee as she arrived in front of Deering.
“If Tracey’s not answering, then, how is she going to poison, well, ME?”
“How is she going to slip E. coli into my dinner, and Kaykay’s dinner, and our whole team’s dinner, at our hotel?”
Alexia reached up her hand and patted the brunette temptress’ mummified cheek.
“Hello? Cooper? Is anyone in there, you twisted fucking cunt?”
Still Deering could summon no reply.
“Oh my God, just look at your petrified ass!” Alexia laughed. “But I can still see it in your eyes, Cooper! I can see those gears turning in that cunt mind! You’re trying so hard to work it out! It’s fucking CRAZY, right? Like, how did I know all of that?”
“Well,” Alexia proceeded. “I mean, obviously, one possibility is that I learned it all JUST NOW.”
“You know, from all of the cameras.”
Alexia cheerfully began pointing to different spots in the room: the smoke alarm on the ceiling; the digital clock on the dresser; the thermostat on the wall. The more Alexia pointed, the more despondent Deering seemed to become–until, at last, she snapped from her paralysis, sprinted to the dresser, grabbed the clock, and threw it to the floor as hard as she could.
Alexia jumped backward as the device exploded below her, then doubled over with laughter.
“What was THAT?!” the curvaceous athlete howled. “Oh my God…Cooper…you dumb bitch…did you take a covered wagon to get here today? Do you think you can just destroy video like THAT? That video is all in the CLOUD now, stupid!”
Alexia glanced back toward Jason, who was looking down at the shattered clock with bemused surprise, and blew her awkward beau a kiss.
“That video is wherever my man wants it to be, Cooper,” Alexia assured. “You should SEE what my man can do with technology…”
Deering was staring at the shards of plastic and metal strewn across the floor. Her face was red, her fists were balled and shaking with fury, but she was clearly out of moves.
“That’s right, Cooper!” Alexia announced. “Congratulations! You’re the supporting character in a nice little film that we just made!”
“I’d tell you that you’re the STAR of the film, but, let’s be honest…”
Alexia turned, beaming, toward her bestie and her bestie’s musclebound sweetheart.
“…The STARS were THESE TWO!”
Alexia raised her arms and implored her friends with her tan fingers.
“Kels, please! Do it again! One more time, just for me!”
Kelsie, blushing, looked back over her shoulder at Chris. Her gorgeous man’s expression reflected her own emotions perfectly: embarrassed by what they had just done, but proud of just how well they had done it.
Chris savored Kelsie’s eyes for a moment, then did his best to suppress the smile on his face and assume a look of anguish.
“Oh Godddddd, Kelsie, I’m SOOOO SORRY!” he groaned.
Kelsie closed her eyes and turned from her man.
“OWWWWW!!! OH GOD!!! OWWWWW! IT HURTS SO MUCH!!!” she wailed.
They had practiced this routine so many times, right here, on this very bed.
At first, the challenge during all of these rehearsals had been to not start laughing…although, since Kelsie and Chris had known just how much would be riding on this act, they had taken their work quite seriously and found their composure rather quickly.
The real obstacle, they had found, was that even the pantomime of forcing Chris to claim Kelsie’s anal virginity got him so incredibly turned on that the two of them could only rehearse for so long…before Kelsie would hungrily grab his rock-hard shaft with her pale fingers, quench his throbbing passion within her wet pussy, and transition their lust from fiction to reality. Nevertheless, they had practiced until they were both confident that, when the time came, they could get it just right.
Now, as Kelsie broke character and looked back again at her laughing man, and reflected on what the two of them had just accomplished together, she felt closer to Chris than she ever had before.
Alexia turned back to Deering, who had lifted her eyes and, with horror, taken in the performance on the bed.
“Like I said, Cooper: Kelsie and Chris are the stars here. And I think you’d agree that they both might have a nice future in porn if Chris’s whole football thing doesn’t work out!”
“But we both know that what is on that video…It isn’t PORN, Cooper.”
“What it IS,” Alexia leveled, “Is YOU committing felony sexual assault.”
“It’s you blackmailing Chris into anally attacking Kelsie. And then getting on the bed and physically MAKING them do it.”
“And Cooper, I’d love to tell you that that’s the WORST thing that we have you doing on camera.”
“But, unfortunately for you, there’s the whole part where you tried to poison an entire football team with potentially deadly bacteria.”
“And like I said, Cooper,” Alexia smirked, “I could stand here and tell you that I learned about all of this horrible shit that we have you doing on video JUST NOW, when I watched all of that video back, but I think you ought to know by now, that isn’t true, is it?”
Now, at last, Deering’s stricken lips meekly produced their first word since they had called desperately after the departing Jacqueline Sullivan.
“Tracey…” the terrified temptress whispered.
“Here’s a good rule of thumb, you dumb slut!” Alexia mischievously offered. “If you’re going to treat every single basic bitch in your sorority like absolute shit, every hour of every day, you’d better make sure that none of them is a lesbian who falls head-over-heels for Jacqueline Sullivan and Erika Lim!”
“Tracey…” Deering squeaked, “…Is a lesbian?”
Alexia covered her own eyes in disgust.
“Christ, the amount of shit that you don’t know is STAGGERING, Cooper. I’d say that no one could be this self-absorbed, but then, HERE YOU ARE!”
“You didn’t know Tracey was gay! You didn’t know that the Coral Gables fashion show that Jacqueline and Tracey made up was total bullshit! You didn’t know that our flag football team HASN’T EVEN LEFT CAMPUS YET!”
“How about this one? You didn’t know that Tracey ISN’T EVEN A BIOLOGY MAJOR! She’s studying Communications! We got that whole bacteria idea from Erika Lim! How do you spend so much time around someone and be THAT FUCKING CLUELESS?”
“Cooper,” Alexia spat, “You know SO LITTLE about anyone else, and you care SO LITTLE about anything other than yourself, that all we had to do was cook up that little display with Jacqueline and Tracey and Tristan, and then you one hundred percent believed EVERYTHING that Tracey told you! You just completely bought that you had this psychopathic sorority sister who would do anything to enable you to fuck over my best friend–AGAIN!”
Alexia, arriving finally at the moment for which she had been yearning for months, stepped across the broken clock pieces, moved so close to Deering that her sweats were brushing against the dark fabric of Deering’s dress, and blazed her raging eyes up at the Pi Shop Queen.
“NOW WHO’S FUCKED, YOU COLD-HEARTED BITCH?”
“Y-you really think this will work?” Cooper stammered. “Y-you really think that any of this will mean anything? N-n-no one will believe any of this! I-I am going to get you back for this, I promise you!”
“From where?” Alexia returned with venom. “PRISON?”
“FUCK YOU!” Deering screamed. “I’m not going ANYWHERE!”
Alexia replied with a thunderous sigh.
“Well, Cooper…I am.”
Alexia stepped backward and rejoined her Hawaiian prince at the doorway.
“Jason and I are going to head out. We’re headed over to the police station. We’ve got some video to show them.”
Kelsie watched as her bubbly bestie grabbed her boyfriend’s hand, turned to depart, and then stopped, to savor one of the most delicious sounds that Alexia, Jason, Kelsie or Chris had ever heard.
“WAIT!”
Cooper Deering’s arms were raised. Her palms were outstretched. Her eyes were wide.
“Maybe…maybe I was too aggressive just now?” Deering offered with a pleading smile.
“Surely we can come to some sort of negotiation here?”
Alexia cocked her eyebrow.
“Is that what you think this is, Cooper? A NEGOTIATION? TRY AGAIN.”
“I just mean,” Cooper desperately clarified, “That perhaps there’s a way that we can help each other? Perhaps I have something that you want! And we could come to an agreement–”
“Goodbye, Cooper.” Alexia interrupted with a wave of her hand.
“WHAT CAN I DO?” Deering screamed. “JUST TELL ME WHAT I HAVE TO DO!!!”
Alexia stopped, slowly turned back toward the object of her hatred, and smiled. The beautiful Latina athlete raised her hand and used two of her fingers to imitate two legs walking in a straight line.
“Well, let’s start here, Cooper. This right here? This is YOU. Walking a tightrope. If you so much as slip one inch, for one secondyou’re falling off and landing in prison.”
“This isn’t going to be a fucking negotiation.”
“This is going to be you, desperately trying to do EVERY SINGLE THING that I say, EXACTLY as I tell you to, while you pray that you don’t fuck up a single word of it! IS THAT CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU?”
“YES!” Deering pleaded. “OKAY! YES!”
Alexia turned her palm and raised a single finger.
“Number One: You are going to go over to the Athletic Department Office, TODAY, and you are going to demand that Jason Lim get his old job back. Oh my fucking word, you’ll tell them! You just can’t believe how wrong you were! How could you have overreacted so stupidly to my sexy man’s hard work like that!”
“Now, you realize that he was just busting his sexy Hawaiian butt to do the best possible job filming your dance team! You feel so horrible about being a dumb fucking Karen and ratting him out for some shit that he didn’t remotely do!”
“You phrase it however you want, you twat,” Alexia commanded, “But if they aren’t calling Jason within a couple of hours and BEGGING him to come back, then you are fucked.”
“And speaking of the dance team…”
Alexia walked forward again and coldly put her hand on Deering’s shoulder.
“Cooper, you look tired. I think you’ve been spreading yourself too thin. We need to trim down your extracurricular activities.”
“Which leads me to Number Two: you’ll ALSO be telling Athletics…”
“…That you are resigning as Captain of the Preditorettes.”
“WHAT?!!!” Cooper exclaimed. “YOU FUCKING BI–”
Alexia, her eyes submitting not a single blink, pulled her hand from Deering’s shoulder, held it in front of Cooper’s face, and, once again, walked the imaginary tightrope with her fingers.
“B-BUT…” Deering stammered, “That’s MY team!”
Alexia stopped her fingers in place, and began to wobble them, as if they were about to fall.
“FINE! I’LL QUIT!” Deering relented.
Alexia produced a wry smile.
“Here’s the good news, Cooper! The team won’t miss a beat! Because you’ll also announce that you’ve found a PERFECT REPLACEMENT for yourself! Someone who can take the Preditorettes in a whole new direction! You won’t even have to LIE about it, because you’ll know it’s TRUE, since you were so threatened by her talent that you wouldn’t even let her on the team to begin with!”
“Well,” Alexia added, “That, and, you know, racism.”
Deering’s eyes went even wider with caged fury.
“SAY IT.” Alexia demanded.
“SAY THE EXACT WORDS, COOPER. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?”
Deering gritted her perfect white teeth.
“I am…I am going…I am going to recommend–”
“RECOMMEND?”
“DEMAND! I am, I am going to DEMAND that…that Erika Lim be added to the team, and that she be strongly considered as new Captain of the Preditorettes.”
“Atta girl!” Alexia patted her hand on Deering’s shoulder.
“Number Three.”
“Cooper, none of us gives a shit about Pi Shop. You can fucking have it, for all I care.”
“But Pi Shop is your prison now.”
“If you are on the Perion campus, from now until the moment you graduate, you had better be IN A CLASSROOM OR IN THAT HOUSE. You no longer have social privileges at Perion University. No parties. No events. Nothing. Stay in your pretty house and play with your pretty basic bitch puppets. I don’t want to see you anywhere else.”
“With that said: Cooper, I DO want to congratulate you on running a more inclusive house! I heard that you just welcomed your first lesbian member, with open arms! That’s fantastic! And I heard that you plan to EVEN recommend that Tracey Harrington succeed you as Pi Pi Pi President when you graduate! That’s wonderful! Good for you!”
Alexia paused to glare at Deering.
“Y-yes…” Deering mumbled. “I’ll…I’ll recommend that Tracey follow me as Pi Pi Pi President.”
Alexia stepped back, grinned, and dusted her palms together.
“Well, that’s about it for me!” she cheerfully announced.
“Kelsie?”
All eyes in the room now pivoted to the unassuming naked girl on the bed.
Kelsie McCollum possessed not an ounce of Alexia Ramos’s brashness or outgoing personality.
That hadn’t kept her from enjoying every second of Alexia’s revenge.
Kelsie could still see that moment so clearly in her mind: Alexia, her determined protector, arriving at the tortured decision to finish Chris in her mouth, in the frantic hope that the action might somehow ensure a distraught Kelsie entry into the social stratosphere that she had once been so foolish to covet. Chris, caught between despondent regret and sexual release. And, of course, Cooper Deering, with that Cheshire Cat smile, so pleased with herself, so happy at the damage that she had done.
Well, Kelsie justly noted, Cooper wasn’t smiling now.
“I…I only have one thing,” Kelsie softly declared.
“Cooper…when you leave here today…you are never going to talk to Chris again. Ever.”
The giant boy who was enveloping Kelsie’s petite frame echoed the sentiment.
“Goddamn right!” Chris declared. “Cooper, stay the fuck away from me!”
The enormous quarterback leaned his neck forward, gently turned Kelsie’s face back toward his own, and gave her a tender kiss.
“Cooper,” Chris added, “I have Kelsie now.”
“It’s like you never even existed.”
Deering could respond with little more than a dejected stare at the wrecked clock camera on the floor.
Kelsie gave her man another warm kiss. Then she released herself from his embrace, lifted herself into a leaning position, and cast a resolute glance at the perfect body by the end of the bed.
“I think it’s probably time for you to go now, Coop–.”
Kelsie paused.
She had been drawn back to the face of the excitable athlete who had just finished dressing Deering down.
Alexia’s mouth had curved into a grin, and there was a new sparkle in her eyes.
“Lexi, what is it?” Kelsie inquired with her own curious smile.
“WELL…” Alexia hemmed. “I was just thinking…Chris, can I ask you a question? I’m sorry, it’s kind of a PERSONAL question…”
Chris looked at Alexia, then at Kelsie, and they all seemed to now fully process just how silly the idea of a “personal” question was, given that both Chris and Kelsie were already being quite personal with everyone else in the room.
“Sure, Alexia!” Chris chuckled. “Shoot!”
“Well…” Alexia returned, “I hate to bring this up, but, all of those times that you were with Cooper…did she ever use any toys on herself?”
As Kelsie frowned, Chris asked for clarification.
“Toys?”
“You know…” Alexia elaborated. “…‘Back door’ toys.”
Chris was frowning too now, and he cast an uncertain glance up at Kelsie. But Kelsie, now curious to see where her bestie was going with this, provided a nod of affirmation.
“I mean, yeah,” Chris confirmed. “That was, uh, one of her things…”
“I figured!” Alexia answered, and now she turned back toward Cooper.
“Cooper, I think we’re all pretty familiar with your whole game at this point. You were going to try to do ANYTHING to seduce Chris, just so you could keep him on your sexual leash for as long as possible.”
“And I can imagine…that you probably teased Chris with a plug or two, didn’t you?”
“You made him lie there on his bed, while you opened yourself up just a little bit? That seems like the kind of thing you’d do. You made him want your forbidden treasures, you let him get rock hard, and then you took him in whatever way that you wanted?”
Alexia now pivoted to her perplexed blond friend.
“Kelsie, I honestly could care less either way! It’s all entirely up to you.”
“But I was thinking back to just how excited Cooper was at what she was trying to make Chris do to you on that bed, and how much pain she thought you were in.”
“But I also know how confident she was that you would FAIL. And, I mean, let’s be honest, acting aside, she was right! Kels, maybe you and your man will get there some day, but, with THAT thing? I don’t know!”
“But Kels,” Alexia continued, “I’m also pretty sure that you haven’t, um…‘experimented’ much in that way. I don’t want to pry into your business, but I’m guessing that you haven’t really opened yourself up in ANY way like that before.”
“But COOPER has.”
The curious smile was now creeping back onto Kelsie’s pale visage.
“What are you saying, Lexi?”
The voluptuous flag football player turned back to Deering and glared at the vixen in the black dress until Deering finally lifted her eyes to meet Alexia’s.
“What I’m saying, COOPER, is this.”
“Chris was never going to be able to get that dick IN to Kelsie’s butt.”
“But I don’t think that YOUR butt can keep it OUT.”
“WHAT?” Cooper exclaimed. “Don’t be ridiculous! I could never fit Chris’s penis inside of my–”
Alexia held her finger up to her lips, then made the tightrope-walking gesture again. As Deering clammed up, Alexia turned back toward Kelsie.
“What do you think, Kels? It’s up to you.”
Kelsie stared up at her boisterous friend, then at her mortified nemesis, and then at her surprised beau.
Kelsie pulled Chris in for another kiss, then stared deeply into his blue eyes.
“Chris,” Kelsie whispered, “After today, we’re never going to see Cooper Deering again.”
“But first…I want you to try…to push your dick all the way inside of her butt.”
“Are you sure?” Chris returned, his eyes wide.
But Kelsie could already see her man’s massive member growing erect below her.
Kelsie turned back to Cooper.
“Cooper,” she offered, quietly but firmly, “If you do everything that Alexia and I have said, and if you take Chris’s penis inside of you like that, and you give him pleasure one last time, we will be even.”
“BUT!” Cooper protested, “There is NO WAY that I can–”
Alexia reached forward and placed a single finger against Deering’s ruby-red lips.
“Shhhhhhh,” she commanded. “I only need to hear one thing from you now, Cooper.”
“You are going to do the EXACT thing that you made ME do.”
“That night. When I was kneeling on the floor in your basement.”
“You are going to open your mouth.”
“And you are going to TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT.”
Alexia stepped back and crossed her arms expectantly.
Deering helplessly looked around the room, and Kelsie allowed herself to delight in her former tormentor’s realization that, now, there was only one path forward.
Cooper took a deep breath.
“I-I want…” she stammered.
“I-I want Chris to put his dick into my butt.”
Alexia’s eyes fired with lusty triumph.
“Good GIRL, Cooper!”
Alexia wheeled around, pranced up to her lanky Korean American lover, and threw her arms around him.
“Don’t worry, Cooper,” Alexia intoned as she began to kiss Jason’s neck.
“I’ll be right there next to you. We’ll do it TOGETHER.”
Jason looked down with meek surprise.
“We will?”
Alexia was already running her tongue up and down Jason’s neck.
“Baby,” she breathed, “You and I are going to open my ass together, and give ourselves so much pleasure, while we MAKE THIS BITCH PAY.”
On the bed, Chris was casting a final searching glance up at the girl of his dreams.
“Are you sure, Kelsie? This is COOPER.”
Kelsie nodded firmly.
“I want this for you, Chris. I want this for us. We are going to take her together, okay?”
Kelsie’s words flooded her man’s body with passion. Chris’s breath grew heavy, and his massive dick was now pulsating with desire.
“Fuck…..” Chris whispered. “I don’t even know, Kelsie…it’s going to be so fucking tight…”
“I know,” Kelsie returned, “But I’m going to help you. I’ll be here every step of the way.”
Alexia was already stripping Jason of his clothing. If the lanky programmer had any reservations about suddenly joining this erotic escapade, they were quelled as his effervescent beauty pulled off her sweats, then her blue lace bra and panties, and began attacking his chest with her mouth. Jason’s eyes closed with sensation as his dick hardened: even now, weeks after he had finally won her over, he was still wracked by Alexia’s dominant, desiring touch.
Alexia worked her way downward until she arrived at her man’s aching shaft, just as a shocked Kelsie had once watched Schoolgirl Alexia descend in their dorm room so long ago. Alexia ran her wet tongue over her groaning man’s erection, preparing him for his coming pleasure, before stopping long enough to turn and issue her enemy a one-word command.
“STRIP.”
Her beautiful face looking as though it was staring down an oncoming train, Deering reached down and unclasped her heels. Then her hands slid up her long legs to the fabric of her dress.
“Stop.”
This command came not from Alexia, but from Kelsie.
“Turn around, Cooper.”
“I want Chris to watch you from behind while you remove your dress.”
Deering rolled her angry green eyes, but she did as she was told.
Cooper pulled her dress upward, revealing her luscious body: the cascade of her brown curls down over her black bra; the sensual line of her waist; the toned, long legs that gave way to those shapely thighs, which curved so perfectly into the tight bubble of a butt framed by her black lace thong.
“Bend over,” Kelsie commanded. “Let Chris see your butt as you take off your panties.”
As Deering bent at the waist, presented her ass to them, and slowly pulled her thong to the floor–revealing the impossibly tight hole within that incredible ass–Kelsie slid her hand over to Chris and ever-so-softly took hold of his throbbing manhood.
“It’s okay…” she whispered as she gently began to kiss Chris’s neck. “I’m just going to give you the smallest hint of a touch right now…I just want you to be as hard as possible when you try to do this…”
“Ohhhhh myyyyy Goddddd…” Chris breathed.
Pre-cum was now pooling at the head of the enormous cock that Kelsie was delicately teasing. Chris was as hard as Kelsie had ever seen him, but she still didn’t know if it would be enough.
Alexia, having thoroughly prepared her own man’s aching member, now tugged Jason over to the bed. Her hands firmly guided her gangly lover onto his back atop the sheets–but with Jason’s head at the foot of the bed, opposite Kelsie and Chris.
“Ohhhh, why so scared, Cooper?” Alexia asked in a babying tone. “You don’t need to fret! Just watch! Look how EASY it is!”
Now Alexia climbed atop her man, spun away from him, and presented the overpowering sexuality of her ample ass directly above Jason’s throbbing penis. Alexia raised her hand to her mouth, drooled spit onto her palm, then lowered her hand between her cheeks to thoroughly lubricate herself.
And then Alexia showed everyone in the room what Kelsie had suspected for weeks: that one of the many things that Alexia and Jason had been doing, amidst all of those wires in that technological sex palace that Jason had built for them, was training Alexia’s luscious butt to serve their deepest desires.
As she looked back over her shoulder at Deering with lusty confidence, Alexia took Jason’s dick in her hand and guided it against her hole. Kelsie, of course, had seen this erotic dance play out between her two friends before…but this time, there was no struggle for conquest that Kelsie had to referee. The throbbing head of Jason’s swollen member barely needed to knock at the door of Alexia’s tightness before her glistening hole embraced it and submitted to its entry.
Now, as Jason released a guttural moan, Alexia bit her lip and took all of him. Never once taking her eyes off of Deering, the Latina beauty pressed her massive, athletic backside against Jason’s length, allowing inch after lustful inch of him to claim her…until, at last, her incredible cheeks pressed firmly against his pelvis.
“You see…” Alexia panted, lifting herself upward again until all but the head of Jason’s penis had been freed from her tight pleasure prison, then taking all of him again, as he beheld her sexual glory above him and squirmed with uncontrollable pleasure.
“You take it…just…like…that…”
Kelsie wondered how Jason was possibly holding out after even a few of Alexia’s perfect plunges. Clearly, they had been building his stamina within his dorm room for some time! In any case, Alexia now lifted herself upward once again and offered Jason a respite from his own pulsating need.
“I’m sorry, baby…we have to slow down now…and let Cooper catch up!”
Kelsie turned from her bestie’s impressive display to the nervous, perfect figure waiting next to the bed.
“Okay, Cooper,” she directed. “Your turn.”
Kelsie slid off the bed, then walked over, took her nemesis by the hand, and guided her over to the bed, and atop Chris. Alexia and Cooper, straddled in opposite directions, were now practically face to face, as each of their asses perched above throbbing penises, in full view of the men who fervently wished to use them. Kelsie slid onto her knees on the floor by Chris, her head now just above and next to his.
“Wet yourself, Cooper,” Kelsie commanded.
Cooper, doing her best to avoid Alexia’s conquering eyes, spit onto her fingers, and gingerly reached down to massage her tightness. Kelsie applied a generous amount of saliva to her own fingers, and then, as Chris shuddered with anticipation, she coated his hard shaft until it shimmered.
And now, Kelsie guided her wonderful man’s massive, quaking erection against that perfect, goosebump-covered ass.
They could both see just how difficult the task was going to be. Cooper’s tantalizing hole would be less tight than Kelsie’s, but not by much, considering the girth of Chris’s pulsating cock.
They were going to have to work at this. They were going to have to teach Cooper’s ass to submit to Chris’s need.
The massive, shining head of Chris’s cock pushed between Cooper’s perfect cheeks, arriving against her hole with powerful intent. Kelsie knew that the very tip would have to open Deering before the rest could claim her.
“FUCK!” Deering seethed. The arrogant vixen’s anger fed Kelsie’s desire, and she tightened her hold on her man’s swollen manhood and fed it harder against Cooper’s hole.
“Ohhhh GODDDDD,” Chris moaned…but this time it was no act. This time, Kelsie’s man truly shook with the burning need to claim this luscious prize.
Alexia, meanwhile, reached up a hand and took Cooper by the chin with authority.
“Don’t you DARE hold out, Cooper. You SURRENDER your little hole to Chris.”
The Kelsie McCollum of the prior summer would no doubt have been stunned to watch herself here, today, pursuing this sordid conquest. But that girl was long gone. Now, nothing but determination flowed through Kelsie’s pale fingers: to deliver her enemy the ultimate punishment; to deliver her man the ultimate pleasure.
Kelsie led Chris’s passion to Cooper’s tight doorway with still more force, and, now, for the first time, Chris’s cock began to claim its prize.
As Cooper gasped, Chris’s tip found its opening, and he began to violate her.
“OHHHH FUCKKKKK…” Chris moaned, reaching his muscular arms out to grab Cooper’s hips.
“IT’S SOOOO TIGHTTTTT.”
As Kelsie held his throbbing dick in place, Chris slowly pulled Cooper’s glorious ass back against him. Little by little, his head fought its way within her…until, at last, he had conquered Cooper’s hole with his full girth.
“GODDAMMIT!!!” Cooper swore. “FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU ALL!!!”
“That’s it,” Alexia answered lustfully. “TAKE that huge dick, Cooper.”
Now Alexia was lowering her own incredible ass back onto Jason’s penis, as her hand released its grip on Deering’s chin, and then descended between Alexia’s luscious thighs.
“Take her, Chris…” Alexia whispered as she began to please herself. “Make her take more.”
As Alexia’s bountiful breasts swayed with each rise and fall of her ass against Jason’s member, Chris, having stretched the tightness of Cooper’s seductive hole just enough to meet his burning passion, now chased more of her.
“MOTHERFUCKER!!!” Deering screamed, raising her hand to her mouth and biting on her knuckle.
“It’s…so…fucking…TIGHTTTTTT!” Chris groaned, now turning to Kelsie. “Oh, fuck, Kelsie…it almost HURTS it’s so tight…I almost can’t even do it…”
“You can do it,” Kelsie replied, leaning in to kiss her man on the mouth, then progressing to his ear and his neck. “You just have to stay so hard, Chris…you just have to think about what you’re claiming now, and just how much I want you to experience every moment of this pleasure…”
“OH FUCKKKKKK,” Chris moaned, redirecting himself to the task at hand.
As Kelsie stoked his lusty fire, Chris’s cock began to enter Cooper. His massive girth was now fully parting her cheeks, opening her helpless ass, as he worked to feed her his inches.
Alexia was now attacking her own pussy with wild abandon as she gave her own ass to Jason Lim. With each stroke of her fingers against her hungry clit, Alexia savored her enemy’s erotic downfall.
“Ohhhh FUCKKKKK yes, Cooper! Take your fucking PUNISHMENTTTT!”
As Kelsie continued to caress her man’s head and neck with her mouth and the base of his shaft with her fingers, Chris pressed onward. Nearly half of his powerful, aching shaft was now inside of Kelsie’s whimpering foe.
“I don’t think I can go much deeper!” Chris moaned, the delicious mix of constrictive pain and overwhelming pleasure coursing across his sweaty face.
“Okay…” Kelsie whispered. “You’re doing such a good job, Chris. Find your limit…and then we’ll know how much we can give her on every stroke…”
Chris answered Kelsie’s command with a loud moan, and he pulled her in for a passionate kiss.
The massive quarterback succeeded in plunging one final inch of his length into Deering’s unmatched body, and then began to withdraw. Cooper’s hole immediately moved to release itself from his power completely, but Kelsie’s hand, firmly supporting Chris, wouldn’t allow it.
And now, Chris was pushing through the strangling pressure of each stroke, and working with his blond sweetheart to find the rhythm of his thrusts, and discovering how deeply he could violate Cooper, again and again and again.
Alexia Ramos, drinking in every second of her sweet revenge, was practically shouting at the Korean American programmer beneath her curvaceous, gyrating body.
“Harder, Jason! Fuck my ass SO FUCKING HARD, JASON!”
“Oh my GOD, Alexia!” Jason moaned. “You are SO PERFECT! I would do ANYTHING FOR YOU! You are MY PRINCESS! Oh my God, I can’t hold out ANY LONGERRRRRR!”
“Give me your pleasure, Jason!” Alexia demanded. “Give me EVERY DROP OF YOUR PLEASURE!”
Jason grabbed his woman’s ass with his tan hands, drove her body all the way down onto his, and exploded within her. His wails of unbridled pleasure supercharged his mistress’s lust, and Alexia quickly brought herself to the edge of her own release.
“You fucking WATCH ME COME, BITCH!” Alexia groaned as she delivered the final punishing strokes to her feverish clit. “YOU TAKE THAT DICK IN YOUR ASS, AND WATCH ME COMEEEEEEEE!”
But whether Cooper Deering could actually bring herself to look at Alexia Ramos’s writhing body as it orgasmed atop Jason Lim’s dick, Alexia would never know: the moment that her ecstasy overtook her, Alexia threw her head back, closed her eyes, and bucked atop her perfect programmer’s wiry body until every last ounce of her lust had been unchained.
Chris, continuing to dominate Cooper’s ass with stroke after stroke from his titanic dick, watched Alexia’s glorious display, and then turned to his blond sweetheart.
“Kelsie…” Chris whispered, his resolve momentarily overcoming his sensation.
“…Climb onto my mouth.”
“Are you sure?” Kelsie whispered in reply. “I want to keep using my hand to help you.”
“It’s okay…” Chris assured her between groans of ecstatic conquest. “I need to serve you…I need to taste your pleasure so badly right now.”
Kelsie longingly stared into her massive man’s azure eyes.
“Okay,” she whispered.
As Kelsie arose from her kneeling position beside the bed and took her place atop her beau’s needful lips, Chris, to her surprise, lifted an anguished Deering with his powerful arms, and spun her, still impaled atop his powerful shaft, to face his sweetheart.
And now, as Kelsie began to receive the lash of Chris’s desperate tongue…
…She found herself eye-to-eye with Cooper Deering.
This stunning, vile girl. Who had led an innocent Kelsie McCollum into the bowels of Pi Pi Pi with evil intentions. Who had labored to obliterate any chance at happiness that meek, humble Kelsie could have on the campus of Perion University.
Every joyous stroke of Chris Weathers’s tongue against Kelsie’s clit was accompanied by a lustful attack from his dick on this horrible sorority queen’s now-aching ass. Every step closer to Kelsie’s orgasmic release, and her man’s orgasmic release, was accompanied by another round of punishing anal justice.
“OHHHHHH GOD!!! FASTER, CHRIS!!!” Kelsie implored. “FASTER!!! HARDER!!!”
Kelsie could literally feel Chris’s desire, as every plunge of his throbbing cock within Cooper was accompanied by a moaning assault of his tongue against Kelsie’s pussy.
And now, Kelsie could feel that electric change taking place within her man.
The same change that she had pulled from within him on the first night that she had demanded that he Defile Her.
The release of that hungry sexual animal from within her sweet boy.
Chris began to fire his massive dick in and out of Cooper’s ass with hard force. His moans between Kelsie’s legs grew loud and wild. Kelsie now knew that, at last, her man–one final time–was going to pump the milk of his lust deep within her enemy.
Cooper’s knuckle was still firmly buried between her teeth, muffling every curse word that poured from her full, red lips.
But in this final moment, as Chris’s wild sexual fury brought both him and Kelsie to the precipice…
…Cooper Deering’s emerald eyes could not avoid the sapphire lenses of Kelsie McCollum.
And, as Kelsie McCollum felt her man shudder powerfully below her, and explode, and send round after round of his hot seed deep into Cooper’s defeated ass…
…The shy, quiet, humble blond girl, once again, did not look away.
Kelsie savored Cooper’s cowed humility.
Kelsie savored the sweet taste of justice.
Kelsie firmly planted her pale hands on Chris Weathers’s muscular chest.
And then Kelsie’s blue eyes closed, and her head rolled backward.
And Kelsie McCollum’s orgasm was upon her.
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“…What So Proudly We Hailed, At The Twilight’s Last Gleaming…”
Their arms were draped across each other’s backs.
The blue and gold colors of their uniforms fluttered in the frigid air atop their layers of cold-weather protection.
They looked intimidatingly athletic. They look resplendently sexy.
Three vibrant, contrasting shades. Three teammates. Three friends.
Three warriors, prepared for battle.
From the stands, Kelsie McCollum watched with pride as Alexia Ramos, Bridget Orikeke, and Jacqueline Sullivan prepared to take the field for their Flag Football National Championship Game.
These girls were more than Kelsie’s friends now. They were her sisters.
Alexia, Kaykay, and Jacqueline had spent the fall semester working each day to pursue athletic excellence, while also laboring tirelessly to help Kelsie find belonging, justice, and romance. They had been Kelsie’s champions. Now, Kelsie fervently hoped that they could become Football champions as well.
This brash, confident, loud, funny, caring trio now meant more to her than anyone.
Well, almost anyone.
Kelsie was bundled up against the weather in a thick parka and blue Perion knit cap, but she felt as if she scarcely needed them.
Kelsie had Chris Weathers to keep her warm.
The enormous quarterback, seated next to Kelsie, had wrapped his giant arms around his pale blond treasure and was attempting to shield her from the wind.
To their left, Tracey Harrington was similarly huddled against the shy, tan girl who, had this been a tackle football game, would have been down on the field: Perion’s latest Preditorette Dancer, Erika Lim. The sandy-skinned Hawaiian and the composed blond pageant contestant were no doubt wishing that they could further heat their bodies with the literal and figurative fire of Perion’s other star quarterback. Alas, Jacqueline Sullivan had a job to do, out on the field.
Down on the sideline, only feet away from his absolutely-locked-in girlfriend, Jason Lim aimed his camera at the Perion Flag Football Team as they stood at attention for the National Anthem.
Jason was back working for Perion Athletics now, and he was once again filming and editing footage across all of Perion’s sports teams–duties that included preparing a promotional package about Chris’s upcoming Bowl Game.
But Jason still insisted on making Flag Football his top priority. Jason continued to want to use every bit of his technological savvy to spread the word about this growing sport and the incredible women who played it…and his flamethrowing shared passion with a certain Latina had only made him more resolute about that goal.
“…And The Home Of The Brave.”
As the anthem concluded, Kelsie’s powder blue eyes moved from Jason, to Erika, to Jacqueline, to Kaykay, to Alexia, and finally, up to Chris.
She discovered that her giant, sweet boy was already staring at her with tender affection.
Chris leaned down, warmed Kelsie’s lips with his own, and then pulled back to join his eyes with hers.
“I love you, Kelsie.”
Kelsie grinned, hugged her man as tightly as she could, and returned his kiss with one of her own.
“I love you too, Chris!”
Then Kelsie turned back to the field, stood up from her seat, cupped her gloved hands together, and raised them to her mouth.
“LET’S GO, LEXI!”
“LET’S GO, JACQ!”
“LET’S GO, KAYKAY!”
“LET’S GO, PREDATORS!!!”
