What is a flesh dildo? (Prince & Javorcek)

Jake could see she was just as rattled as he was by the turn of events they had just experienced. Fortunately, she was still flustered enough that she agreed to his request to get her number, which he somehow suspected she might not have done if he asked tomorrow. She wrote it down in a very flowery and girly script that perfectly matched her English nerd persona and Jake studied the curves of her writing with a little grin before tucking it away in his pocket.

Would he call her? He still wasn't completely sure. As the afterglow of his orgasm began to fade and Elise became more formal, some of the idiocy and foolishness of what had just happened was beginning to sink in. He suddenly doubted that she'd want anything to do with a guy who would fuck her in the library during their first tutoring session! Not exactly the classy way to start a relationship! He imagined telling his kids how he met their mother and having to skip the bit about fucking her in a cubicle while reading her dirty feminist porn story.

And then she kissed him, causing a little surge of emotion to flood him again at that little, chaste peck. His damn body was telling him he should wrap her up and give her a real kiss! Full of the passion and desire that her cheek kiss had fanned anew. He shook his head to clear it. What was she doing to him? Had he really been thinking about marriage prospects?! Since when did he even want a relationship? What was wrong with him tonight? Ok, he'd keep the number. And maybe he'd try to call her one night and see if they could have more kinky sex. That would work. Lots of no strings attached kinky sex that they both would enjoy. That was more his style! Break out the handcuffs and dripping candles. Maybe have her give him head while he read her filthy smut. Yes, that could be a lot of fun!

Jake was amused as Elise tried to slip back into her tutor mode. It was actually incredibly sexy to contrast the sight of her pulling on her panties seconds earlier with her now confidently suggesting next steps on his English assignment like nothing had happened. She was definitely trying to act like she hadn't just fucked his brains out in the library! He toyed with the idea of reminding her of it, maybe grabbing her ass as she crossed in front of him to leave, but held back somehow. Let her repress all this back under her teacher's pet persona. That'd just make it easier for him to have it all burst back out again with the right temptation. It was almost hotter to have them go back to acting like they were just tutor and tutee. That is, until the next sex session happened!

"Great! Thanks so much Elise for.. uhm... for looking at my story later tonight! It means a lot to me that you liked it," Jake replied awkwardly. "I... we'll talk later. I'll see you before next week, I'm sure!"

Watching her purposely stride off, her firm ass swaying under her skirt, Jake bit his lower lip as he wondered yet again at what the fuck had happened tonight. It just felt odd, for some reason.

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Jake was in his bed thirty minutes later. He didn't have the desire to go drink beers and play video games with his football teammates and texted them an excuse before heading back to his apartment. His roommate was out and Jake got ready for bed, feeling suddenly exhausted and drained. Like the encounter with Elise had sucked all his energy out and he needed to go to bed immediately to recharge.

Thinking about the hot encounter from earlier tonight, he started to get worried that he'd get himself hard and have another obstacle to falling asleep. But his eyes felt so heavy from the exhaustion he felt overcoming him and suddenly he had drifted into peaceful slumber.

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It was a dream, he knew that. But everything had a strange, realistic feel to it that was different than the fuzzy and out of focus dreams he normally had. The humid smell of the locker room, steamy from their showers, was so pungent he felt like he was there. And all around him, naked, were his football teammates.

That made him jump and eyes open wide in confusion. What was he doing having a dream of being naked in the locker room with his teammates?! He wasn't gay... this was weird. Besides that, his friends were also acting a bit weird. There was none of the normal banter or wisecracking. Everyone was in a line, a long line of naked man flesh, and their faces were in some strange expression of desire, almost hunger, like they were all eagerly anticipating something.

The Mistresses were coming. How did he know that? Just like he knew they'd just played a football game, and had won, which meant everyone on the team got their reward! Particularly stars like Jake. Although a pang of jealousy gripped him as he glanced at Carter, the linebacker. The powerfully built, black man always seemed to get chosen first. Probably because of that monstrous cock that hung down between his legs. It wasn't fair. Jake was the quarterback! He should be the one picked first! He was tempted to attack Carter... hurt him so his rival for alpha male status was finally eliminated!

What the fuck was going on?! Did he really just think that?

With horror, he realized his teammate's faces had a sort of mindless simplicity to them. They were talking, but it was almost gibberish. Fragments of speech about how much they wanted to be picked by a Mistress. How much they wanted to fuck. Some of them were even hard already in anticipation!

Oh my god, he was trapped in a dream based off of Elise' stupid porn story!

He had to get away from this scene. Had to wake up or something. Frantically, he stepped out of the line and started to move towards the door out of the locker room when a half dozen women entered. They were dressed like normal college women, a mix of students and professors it appeared, and Jake felt like he recognized some of them from campus.

The lead woman, a severe looking brunette who was the head of the Philosophy department, frowned at him as he started to walk towards them faster.

"Hey look, there is some mistake, I'm not supp-" Jake started to say but he suddenly felt his body burst into blinding pain radiating from the back of his head. Collapsing to his knees, he saw the brunette Professor holding a thin metal rod in her hand that she pointed at him. The pain was excruciating and he couldn't think until it stopped just as suddenly as it had started. Shit, those control wands the Mistresses had in Elise's story. That really, really hurt. Dream or whatever this was... he couldn't bear another one of those.

"Well, it looks like the quarterback was a little eager to be picked first this time. Too bad, I thought he was one of the smarter ones with some self-restraint," the Professor said to giggles from the other women who were spreading out and eying the football players like pieces of meat. Behind him, he heard his teammates babbling mindlessly in an attempt to impress the women. Bragging about how well they played, how big their cock was, what they would do to the Mistress if she let them, and how excited they were to please them. "Stupid men, no matter how many times you train them they get all horny and forget the rules."

Jake felt his anger surge at these twisted female Dommes who seemed to treat him like some sort of domesticated animal used for their pleasure. He was about to lash out verbally at the stuck up Professor bitch and show her that he wasn't like the other men in the room, but just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Elise! She was one of the women that had followed the Professor into the room. Surely she would help him....

"Elise!" yelled the Professor with a smug grin, "Since you placed first in the exams this week, you have the right of first pick. And only one, you greedy little bitch!"

Elise couldn't be like the others.. surely if this was a dream she would be like he remembered her. But wait, wasn't this her story?! Shit. What was going on?

"Elise" he croaked out in a low whisper, trying to catch her attention as the women spread out around the room, poking and teasing the excited football players.

Elise yawned, blinking a bit as she tried to proof-read the very short chapter she had written in her Flesh Dildo saga. Ugh…there were so many errors and her sentences didn’t quite flow the way she wanted them too. Writing right before bed always turned into nonsensical gibberish…but at least she had the base outline down. She could go fix everything in the morning. So with another yawn, she put her laptop on the night stand and set her glasses down on top of it. Part of her was a little turned on from the pages she had written, detailing her riding Jake in several different places in the library. Of course the chair they had been in earlier today had been the centerpiece…but she included her riding him on a group study table, then the stacks, the stairwell, and finally the basement where she had let him bend her over a table and fuck her like an animal in private.

Just thinking of him bending her over a desk and having his way with her made her shiver a little bit. So with a massive stretch like a cat, her hand managed to find it’s way into her pajama bottoms. She didn’t all out masturbate…but she did idly stroke her clit and fondle herself lightly until she drifted off to sleep.

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Elise had just entered the football team’s locker room. Her and several other girls in her philosophy class that had scored in the top 10% on their most recent exam. Now they were going to choose their Pets for the weekend! It was very exciting, it was the first time Elise had scored high enough to rate getting a football player. Usually she was trapped in the 9th decile which gave her the pick of lanky, toned track stars; not muscle-bound football players.

As her professor stated she got first pick, Elise couldn’t help but grin triumphantly. Though it was a bit of a bummer that she only got to take –one- home with her. She had been hoping for a little double penetration to help relieve some stress after all the studying she had done for the test. Well…maybe another time if she did exceptionally well during Finals Week; then maybe she’d get to pick out two new pets to play with for the weekend.

Why the hell does part of me feel guilty for having that over-indulgent fantasy? This is a dream! I’m not supposed to have to deal with moral issues!

Elise pushed her growing conscience out of her mind. It was a dream, she was going to have fun! So she sauntered over to the massive linebacker, hips swaying with just a little extra flourish, her skirt much shorter than usual just for the sake of giving these pets some motivation with her long, shapely legs. She sized up the large black man, surely this guy would give her a screaming good time! He was already bigger than several of the other men, and he wasn’t even hard yet! The blonde began to inspect him first, big brown eyes traveling over every carved out muscle in his body. And when the big linebacker stood a little more at attention, puffing up and preening like a peacock, Elise couldn’t help but grin. It was so cute, all the little animal ways that they tried to show off.

She let her hand come out to gently stroke and tease his still soft member to full hardness. Surely it would probably hurt to get impaled with that thing in real life…but it was a dream. She had nothing to worry about. Although…his member did feel so –real-…the way it throbbed under her digits, how it just felt –warm- and fleshy. She was almost positive she could really smell the scent of his masculine body wash from his freshly taken shower too.

This is certainly one hell of a realistic dream! I must’ve been very tired.

But as she was contemplating taking the linebacker home, Elise’s ears perked a bit at the mention of her name. But it wasn’t the feminine voice of her professor or classmates…it was a –male- voice. Flesh dildo’s weren’t supposed to know who their Mistresses were! She had designed them that way! Even though she was monogamous in real life, she found the thought of casual, anonymous sex a little bit of a turn on.

Damnit! This is what you get for sleeping with him. Now his character is all messed up in your dreams.

Of course she knew she was dreaming. Most of what she wrote came from dreams or thoughts that came to her while she was in the shower. But just like in her story and earlier in the library, she was drawn to Jake in her dream. So after letting go of the linebacker’s cock, much to the large man’s disappointment, she made her way down the line of men towards Jake.

“What’s the matter Pet? Do you want to come home with me?” Elise smiled sweetly, though her brown eyes were calculating. How smart was dream Jake in comparison to flesh dildo Jake or real life Jake? Well…he must be at least smart enough to be able to focus and figure out who she was. That was something, a lot more than any of these other men. She had designed them all as stupid men that were driven back to their base instincts because she had written them to have multiple orgasms. They were supposed to be well-behaved, docile, fuck machines that did what they were told and didn’t question Mistress’ orders.

“Watch out Elise. That one’s uppity. Would you like to borrow my control wand, Dear?” The Philosophy professor sidled up behind her, waving her control rod threateningly at Jake, a reminder what of what happened when naughty pets misbehaved.

“No I’ll be fine…he’s going to be a good boy and do as Mistress says, aren’t you?” Elise purred sweetly. The blonde was probably the only Mistress in the room who didn’t carry a thin metal rod to beat misbehaving pets with. She didn’t need one. As soaking wet and ready as she was, she could still manage some patience in order to manipulate her pets into doing what she wanted. Besides, all men knew the rules. They knew they couldn’t touch a Mistress unless they were given her permission, so she was safe from Jake trying to overpower her.

Her left hand came up, gently cupping Jake’s cheek and moving his head so that he looked her right in the eyes. Then she brought her hand back further, gently running her fingers through his short hair to lightly scratch and pet him. There…now he would surely relax and be a good boy for her. Slender digits came down, tickling along the side of his neck, running down the centerline of his bare, muscled chest and chiseled abdominals until finally coming to rest on his cock.

“Do you need a little motivation, Pet?” Elise had stood up on tiptoe to whisper into his ear, nibbling at the lobe slightly and trying to test his self-control. “Because I won’t take you home with me if I don’t know how big you can get. Just relax…be a good boy for me.” Her hand now wrapped around his member, running up and down the length of his shaft to coax it to full hardness.

Why the hell won’t you just pick some instant gratification?! Why are you working so hard to play with this stupid quarterback instead of the linebacker!

Jake let out a sigh of relief as Elise heard his call and turned away from Carter to look at him. Carter - it's always fucking Carter they pick! Damn him! Wait, where did that come from? Focus Jake, this is Elise's perverted world, keep a grip on yourself! Despite his internal reminder, Jake still felt his body betray him with a pang of excitement as Elise dropped Carter's hardening rod, leaving the mindless linebacker groaning and whining in disappointment, and turned to him with a sultry smile on her face. Dammit, this was his body, he wasn't a flesh dildo that just wanted to please these twisted women! Well maybe one quick fuck wouldn't hurt... to relieve this aching need he had. NO! Focus Jake, focus!

“What’s the matter Pet? Do you want to come home with me?”

To his horror, Jake realized as Elise approached that she had the same disdainful yet lusty expression as all the other women prowling the locker room. Like she was at a perverted version of the livestock auctions he used to go to in his hometown as a kid. All of them inspecting the stud bulls before they chose the one they were going to take home. He was trapped in her fantasy and his stomach dropped as he realized she might just be another character in what had become a nightmare for Jake! How was he going to get himself to wake up? Even the pain of the control rod hadn't jolted him out of this sleeping hell!

Elise was suddenly so close to Jake as he was standing again, her intense eyes going up and down his naked and muscled body critically. Now staring openly at his cock as if sizing it up. He had to quell a fear that sprung up that he wasn't big enough for her. Fuck, he felt like an objectified piece of meat for the first time in his life! And the worst part was that in this dream world, he had to fight his body from responding to her closeness. If his brain wasn't still the same, he could tell he'd probably be getting hard for her... maybe even groveling and begging her to pick him like other teammates were even though she wasn't looking at them. He never realized just how kinky Elise's story was until now. Shit, this was fucked up!

Just when he was about to whisper something to her, to see if any shred of the real Elise was in this nightmare domme, the head Professor appeared and started to warn her away from Jake. That did send alarm bells ringing in his head. No matter what, he wanted to at least try and get alone with Elise and see if he could figure a way out of her nightmare fantasy. Shit. He'd have to act the role, even if for just a little while, to get the suspicious Philosophy Professor out of the way.

“No I’ll be fine…he’s going to be a good boy and do as Mistress says, aren’t you?"

Jake tried to keep the disgust he felt off his face as he mimicked the glazed, vacant and half-stupid look of his teammates. Smiling dreamily, he nodded back at Elise, knowing the Professor was watching him carefully.

"Yes...M-mistress," he panted out, the word even tasted foul just saying it. Ugh. What he would give for a couple minutes alone with the Professor without her control wand to stop him! "I'll be a good... pet." This was horrible. The real world Elise was going to to hear about how fucked up her imagination was, if he ever woke up that is!

The Professor seemed to be satisfied, walking away to no doubt pick her own flesh dildo for the weekend. But, domme Elise was now getting all grabby with him. Running her fingers down his body heading towards his now tingling cock. And suddenly leaning in to purr in his ear, nibbling it lightly like he knew she knew he liked from earlier in the night.

“Do you need a little motivation, Pet?.... Because I won’t take you home with me if I don’t know how big you can get. Just relax…be a good boy for me

When her descending hand finally reached his cock, Jake whimpered slightly. Her hand felt so good and he could feel his rod start to harden against his will in her softly stroking hand. Fuck, that wasn't so bad... letting her stroke him to hardness. Perhaps he should just go with this dream and fuck her? No one would know... he'd just wake up eventually and this would all be forgotten. Right?

NO! Think with your real brain you fucking horny idiot! He took a deep breath and composed himself. The damn dream world was definitely working against him and it took all his strength to regain the righteous indignation he should have at this bizarre feminist reversal Elise had created. Making sure all the other women were out of earshot, he snapped his eyes to Elise's face and glared at her.

"Elise, you need to get me the fuck out of here!" Jake hissed, eyes going wide to emphasize his anxiety. "I"m stuck in your fucking fantasy. If you are the real Elise, or are some figment of her in my brain, help me!"

Elise froze as Jake’s entire posture and expression change. Gone was the pleasant, lusty gaze and in it’s place came anxiousness. To make matters worse, he really could talk! Full sentences even!!

OH FUCK! Have I really been saying those lines to Jake?!?!?!

Well…not –real- Jake. Just some stupid, super realistic form of him that was ruining her lovely little Flesh Dildo dream! Of course, this realization that this new Jake was behaving like the -real- one caused a fresh wave of panic in her chest. Christ…was he just going to burst out and laugh at her? Was this going to deteriorate into a horrible nightmare where she was naked, giving some ridiculous report while the quarterback ridiculed her for having such kinky fantasies?!?!?!

Elise was starting to feel more and more like Elise the nerdy English tutor, and less like Elise the domineering Mistress. Saying these lines as –herself- was so different from having her –character- say them. The alter ego she had created was all the things the blonde wasn’t in the bedroom! Confident, kinky, unafraid to –demand- that her partner satisfy her needs. Elise was a sweet girl at heart…a feminist, sure, but she was such a vanilla little lamb in the bedroom…though that may have been due to her very unimaginative partners, she didn’t really know.

“I-I-can’t…” Elise’s brown eyes grew wide and she looked very much like a scared doe, trapped in the headlights of reality. She began to back away from him, tempted to run out of this dreamworld that felt so convincingly real. She wasn’t a top!!! She liked to fantasize about being one, but the existing world and the fantasy world weren’t the same thing! In fantasies she didn’t have to deal with things like rejection or a guy laughing in her face as she attempted to assert dominance over him. Now with her dream Jake acting so much like the real one, her confidence faltered and she just stood there, further away from him, looking rather uncomfortable.

“Is everything alright Elise? Did he hurt you?” the Philosophy professor had heard Elise’s stammering sentence and saw the girl back away. She rushed over, ready to beat the ever loving daylights out of a naughty pet that dared to do something that made such a young Mistress uncomfortable! “BAD! That is a –bad- Flesh Dildo!” She shouted at Jake like he had just pissed on he furniture, her control wand raised to give him a good smack right across the face.

“No! N-no Ma’am.” Elise blinked…fuck…Jake was going to get his ass beat and it was her fault. Stupid dream Jake! Why couldn’t he just keep his mouth shut and be a good boy like all the other Pets?! Some sort of strange, Domme persona tugged gently at the back of her mind, soothing her, telling her that this wasn’t her fault. It was Jake’s, he was being a bad boy! And he –deserved- to be disciplined with a very painful control rod.

What?! No he doesn’t!

“He’s adorable… He’s being a very good boy. I was just, um, surprised at how big his…cock was.” Words that her character would say weren’t coming easy. The whole…’I’m a Mistress and can say whatever the fuck I want cause this is a classy porno’ wasn’t really working for Elise.

‘Surprised at how big his cock is’?! Who says that in real life?!

“Oh…well…” The professor offered her a kind smile and lowered her rod, though gave Jake a rather menacing glare. She had been young once and remembered being a nervous new Mistress when it came to much bigger men. Elise was a tall girl, though rather lanky, she was probably used to being with much smaller Pets! No wonder she was going after this puny little quarterback instead of the massive linebacker! “I forgot you have only been with those track boys. You’ll find the football players are much more fun.” The older woman grinned with a wink. “Hmm…since you’re new to the bigger Pets…why don’t you go ahead and try him out on that bench over there? That way you can make sure he’s the right one to bring home for the weekend.” She motioned over to one of the nearby benches.

I HAVE TO RIDE HIM IN PUBLIC?!

No…it’s not public. It’s just a dream. It’s just a way for the mind to organize and compartmentalize thoughts and memories from the day. This isn’t the real Jake, everything is alright. You can go ahead and ride him and it’s –normal- in this universe to ride your flesh dildo in public sometimes. No big deal.

“Go on…go lay down on the bench Pet. Show me what a good boy you can be and then –maybe- I’ll take you home.”

Jake felt a surge of hope when he saw Elise's reaction. Instead of a cruel frown followed by sadistic punishment that a domme might respond with, her eyes had grown wide and she had looked at first stunned and then guilty at his words! Stammering a refusal, she let go of his now hard cock and started to back away while looking for all the world like she was going to run. No... wrong impulse Elise! Stay and fix the problem your horny brain has created! What the fuck? -Now- she was embarrassed and ashamed at what she was doing? This was her perverted fantasy! If anyone should be able to act out the roles in her head it should be her!

Just as Jake was about to speak up and hiss to Elise to suck it up and help him, that damn Professor appeared. She'd evidently been keeping an eye on him or something because quicker than a flash she was standing next before him with the control rod cocked and ready to strike. Jake was forced to smooth his face back into a dazed, hungry look with a stupid half-smile. Swallowing what little was left of his pride, he even made a little whining noise like the men all around him were doing. The only sign of his true anxiety was his rapidly softening cock, but he pretended to cower at the raised control wand to play even that off.

Evidently his acting skills were good or the dream Professor domme was fairly stupid, because she bought the act. And Elise had enough time to regather her composure and finally play along. There, good girl! That's the spirit. Play the part and get him out of her so they could escape her kinky nightmare somehow. Part of him wondered why he felt like Elise could help him if this were just a dream, but he had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that she was important to his escape.

“Hmm…since you’re new to the bigger Pets…why don’t you go ahead and try him out on that bench over there? That way you can make sure he’s the right one to bring home for the weekend.”

What the FUCK!? She is going to ride ME in public!?

Jake had to use all his control not to gasp in outrage at the Professor's words. And even worse, Elise was happily agreeing. Jake was suddenly a little suspicious that she was acting, but he had caught the flash of guilty surprise at the suggestion. To his annoyance, though, she seemed pretty enthused as she gave the order for him to get on the bench. Argh. Well at least it would be some time alone with her and out of earshot of the other women. He heard his nearby teammates wailing in disappointment and jealousy and another strange pang of happiness flooded his body. The Mistress had picked him! She was going to fuck him right here in front of his competitors! Get a grip Jake, you aren't a flesh dildo! Don't get sucked into this dream.

Flashing a set of dagger eyes at Elise as soon as the Professor had turned away, Jake strode to the bench and lay down on his back. The football team was lined up not ten feet away and he felt the uncomfortable, mindless gazes of many of them as they watched him with unmasked envy. And some of the other Mistresses had paused their 'inspections', leaving players with hard cocks in their wake, to glance over at the brewing try out session.

As Elise approached, he whispered in a low tone, lips barely moving, "You are so dead. This is all your fault. Get me the fuck out of this locker room and then out of your dream!"

Maybe…the dream was like being drunk. The more you fought, the more likely you were to get the spins and then end up blacking out or getting sick. So maybe she should just stop fighting it and let it take over for a little while. That would be good, right? What did she have to lose? It was just a dream after all. It wasn’t like she was –really- riding Jake in a locker room infront of her philosophy professor and the entire first string of the football team. The real world didn’t have control rods and men certainly couldn’t have multiple orgasms in it! Maybe Jake just needed a reminder of why it was so good to have a Mistress pick him! And Elise was of course a very kind, sweet Mistress that loved having orgasm after orgasm rock her body. Surely Jake should feel blessed to have a woman with so much sexual stamina pick him.

Elise’s confidence began to grow. It was -her- dream wasn’t it? She certainly wasn’t going to get some silly crush on some stupid quarterback ruin it! And so what dream Jake was threatening her? She wasn’t going to let that rattle her. This was -her- world, she had created this fantasy. And she was a Domme in this world! And now as she looked at Jake, laying down on the bench, she couldn’t help but grin. He was just some mindless little Pet that had forgotten his place and needed a muzzle!

Wait…what?

Yeah! This was all probably her brain’s way of dealing with the last sexual thought she had had: that she would have loved for Jake to lick her until she begged for him to fuck her. So her mind must have just created this uppity form of Flesh Dildo just so she’d fantasize about muzzling him with her pussy!

Little convoluted rationale…isn’t it?

Well…dreams were like that. Confusing, hard to follow. But her new stance on what was happening in this dream seemed to make more sense than anything else she could come up with. So she tried her best to focus just on Jake rather than the many pairs of eyes that were now watching them. She wriggled out of the same black skirt and satiny panties that she had been wearing earlier today, causing many groans from the football players that got a good glimpse of her glistening sex as she bent over in order to undo the clasps of her heels so she could slip those off too. Now entirely naked from the waist down, Elise moved to straddle Jake’s now soft member, enveloping him between her warm outer lips.

“You have been a very mouthy Pet today.” Elise leaned down to whisper into his ear as she took him by the wrists, positioning his hands so that he was forced to grasp onto the wooden bench and wouldn’t be tempted to touch her. Only then did she begin to grind against him, gently teasing his cock back to full hardness with agonizingly slow rocks of her hips. “And I was going to be nice and ride you…but now I think I need to find a muzzle for your mouth.”

Why the hell did she feel so strange using this sort of dialogue? Stupid Jake! Stop having free will and start being a good Flesh Dildo!

Trying to stop the last few nerves that made her hesitate and her hands tremble a little bit with anxiety, she took a deep breath. She reminded herself that this was her dream, her fantasy, and she could do whatever the hell she wanted because this wasn’t real. Feeling a tad better, she crawled her way up his muscular body. Elise’s pink, glistening sex was now inches from Jake’s mouth and she looked down at him with a naughty little grin. “Go on…be a good boy and make me cum, then I’ll ride you til you can’t even breathe.”

Jake thought that Elise looked a little uncertain as she approached and his hissed command seemed to make a flicker of doubt cross her face. But, to his horror, as she shamelessly examined his nude body sprawled on the bench before her, she seemed to gain confidence. That look started to come back. A cocky, belittling gaze as if she was examining some toy she was about to play with. As if he was a flesh dildo.

What the FUCK?! All his hopes that she might somehow have some shred of her normal personality appeared to be crushed as she started to slowly strip in front of him. Her shimmying, gyrating and purposely tempting removal of her panties, skirt and heels sent the nearest football players into howls of panting desire. Jake was momentarily distracted at the sight, her shave mound capturing his attention as he saw her slightly puffy and aroused lips clearly from close range from his lower vantage point. Yes. Please the Mistress. Make her pick you! Oh no, fight it Jake! Fight it. This dream kept sucking him back into its horrible alternate universe where he was a mindless toy.

Summoning another bout of strength, he was about to speak when he noticed the professor staring at him. At the same time, Elise straddled him. His words of anger turned into a gasp of pleasure as he felt her velvety folds brush against his rapidly hardening cock. She was so hot and very, very wet as she began to grind against his cock. There was nothing to do to stop himself from getting hard under her gentle rocking and he could only stare at her, open mouthed and dumbfounded, as he struggled to remember exactly why he was even thinking of complaining. The Mistress was going to please me.... yes.

And so he didn't even struggle when she grasped his thick wrists and lifted his arms up to grab the bench above him. Part of him knew he was so much bigger and stronger than Elise he could easily do anything he wanted to her, but the dream effect on his psyche made him feel helpless and thrilled to have her want him. Then she slid up his body, making him whimper at the loss of contact of her slit with his cock. Her arousal left a small trail of wetness up his chiseled stomach until she crouched above him, waving her glistening folds inches above the mouth that was already half-open and ready to devour her. Her musk filled his nostrils, intoxicating him. To do anything she said. To please her and make her choose him

WAKE THE FUCK UP!!

Jake's eyes went wide and his mouth curled into a frown. What the fuck was wrong with him? Argh. Yet again, he'd fallen into the twisted spell of this dream. He had to try to get through this Elise character. He'd seen some shred of recognition earlier... perhaps he could finally break through. That or go back to getting jolted with pain until he woke up! Anything was better than turning into a mindless sex toy for these dommes! And he was very scared if Elise kept this up he would soon be reduced to the state of his teammates.

"Elise - do I look like fucking mindless dildo? Snap out of it.. I need you to get me out of here into someplace private. You have to help me. I'm stuck in your stupid fantasy. You are my tutor... not a crazy domme!" he growled out, in a low tone. He knew his face was hidden by Elise's creamy thighs and only she could see his expression. It took every fiber of his will to keep his eyes locked on hers and avoid glancing at the dripping, pink folds that hovered just above him.

"Help me Elise. I know your secret hobby. You owe me this!"

There we go…now he was going to finally behave! Elise could see Jake’s mouth half opened, a slightly glazed over and lusty expression in his blue eyes. She could feel his warm breath gusting over her bare sex every time he exhaled and she shivered in anticipation. Surely his willing lips and eager tongue would soon follow his warm breaths… But they never came. Instead Jake was just about glaring up at her and frowning. Was it really that bad?! Geeze, guys expect all sorts of nonsense in the real world like blowjobs and getting a girl to swallow, but trying to get them to reciprocate by eating you out was like pulling teeth.

And what kind of a stupid question was that? ‘Did he look like a mindless dildo?’ Of course he did! Who was the one laying down on a bench in a crowded locker room with a hard on and a Mistress straddling his face? Ugh…why was dream Jake so unwilling to obey; why did he have to be so much like the –real- Jake?

Maybe because he was indeed the real Jake?

Well that idea was even more farfetched than her last one about him needing to be muzzled with her pussy! People don’t wander in and out of one another’s dreams! That’s just crazy, she was losing it.

Besides losing her mind, Elise was also losing her confidence as a Domme the longer this whole standoff took. It felt like hours had gone by…but surely it had only been a couple of seconds. Fuck…now they were sort of trapped in this position. She couldn’t just move without him eating her out. Then she’d look suspicious to the other Dommes if she backed down. Elise had given her Pet an order, he was expected to follow it and she was expected to –make- him follow it if he didn’t want to. Maybe she should just borrow her professor’s control rod for a couple minutes…

What?! No! You don’t hit people!!!

Just a little bit? Not hard enough to knock him unconscious…

NO!

Alright…so she needed to figure out a way out of this without looking suspicious. Elise took down her hair that was tied back in its usual updo, under the guise of getting more comfortable. She ran her fingers through it, ruffling it up and looking a little more wild now that the blonde locks weren’t so meticulously kept. She tilted her head downwards to look at him, framing and hiding her face with the long, silky tresses.

“If I back down, I’m going to look like a fool and –you’re- going to be beat with a control rod for being insubordinate. You need to suck it up and make me cum.” She didn’t mean for it to come out so harsh, but it was the truth. If Jake kept dragging this out, he was going to be taken away and probably have to go through some ridiculous Flesh Dildo training camp or something! Elise had never really written what happens to disobedient subs in her universe…hopefully they just got smacked around a little bit and not euthanized.

Fuck…is my alarm going to go off sometime soon so I can get out of this awkward dream?!

Jake glared up at Elise as she whispered her argument for him to eat her out. He couldn't deny her logic, he had to 'act' the part as well to get them out of here, but the whole scene was just so humiliating. The fact that his football teammates were mindless sex toys that would gladly swap places with him didn't ease his discomfort at being dominated by Elise in front of them. And of course, even though the other women were just dream imitations of real people, the fact that they were definitely based on women he saw around campus still made it feel wrong to behave like this.

Making matters worse, the combination of Elise's stunningly tasty looking folds and intoxicating musk and the dream world's horrible influence on his self-control were making him truly want to eat her pussy. Lifting his head slightly, he could bury his mouth on her slit and let her ride his face to a sweet orgasm. It was what his Mistress wanted... please her! No! Keep your control Jake! Don't give in! But still, he needed a way out of this....

"Fine.. ok, I'll lick your pussy. Obviously you need some attention too... you are so fucking wet you are dripping on my face! But... can you just switch to riding me or something after a bit? I mean... I'm kind of in need of some relief too... then we can sneak off and figure out how to end this dream..." Jake answered, licking his lips unconsciously.

Without waiting for a reply, he lifted his head slightly and ran his tongue through her dripping slit. It slurped wetly through her silken folds and her abundant juices overflowed to drip onto his cheeks. The lick ended with a hard flick of her clit and he smiled up at her, tongue circling his lips as he gave an appreciate smack. "Yummy... ok, remember, ride me soon."

This time he buried his mouth in her crevasse, lips and tongue eating her hungrily as he started to attack her with every ounce of the pent-up passion that had been building in him. If she wanted a good act, he would give her a perfect example to fool the other dommes that he was an eager pussy licker. He left no inch of her intimate sex unexplored, sucking on her crevices and furrows, tugged on her lips with his teeth, circling her clit and fluttering it with his tongue, probing her hole with his tongue and getting and inch or two of its length into her, and finally latching onto her throbbing clit to suck it madly. Alright, it was kind of fun, but he really needed to cum as well.... cum and get out of this awful locker room dominatrix scene!

“Ohhhh…that’s a very good boy.” Elise purred sweetly after that first, long awaited lick. Delicate fingers ran through his hair as he began eating her out in earnest. The dark, bristly strands were just long enough for her to grab and fist, nails lightly scratching at his scalp as she pulled every time he did something she especially liked. Her hips began grinding into his mouth, applying just a little more pressure as he licked every single spot she liked and several she didn’t even know existed! Fuck…she didn’t want to stop this and ride him. Especially not if he was going to suck on her clit so roughly!

“Mhmm! Yes! Right there! OHHH!” It was too good and too tempting, she couldn’t resist taking her own pleasure first. Maybe it was the dominant part of her kicking in. At least he was so aggressive that it didn’t take her long before her body stiffened and her legs trembled. “Ohhhh…ohhh…ohhhh!!!” Her brow furrowed as she bucked and cried out, gripping onto his hair perhaps a little too tightly now. Her breathing came out in quick, ragged pants and her cheeks were flushed in excitement. This was her fantasy, so of course the whimpers and whines of his jealous teammates and the envious stares of her classmates watching her as she came from such a good pussy licking pet just helped fuel the fire burning inside of her.

She was just a little out of breath and still trembling from holding herself up in a slightly awkward position so that she didn’t smother him with her sex. Elise was feeling pretty week in the knees. This would’ve been so much easier on a bed… But she still had some riding to do. She knew Jake was probably dying to get off and escape such a humiliating fantasy of hers. The part of her that was still nerdy little Elise felt bad…but the other half of her that was a more ruthless domme didn’t really care about her flesh dildo’s feelings.

“Since you’ve been such a very good Pet. You’re going to get to help me.” The blonde wriggled her way backwards until she felt the tip of his cock press against her rear. Then she grabbed his hands, coaxing them to hold her by the hips. “You’re going to buck up into me while I ride you, understand?” She was very careful with her wording, trying to make her unorthodox request look a little more acceptable to their crowd. Normally dommes just rode their stationary, very vocally receptive pets to orgasm. But Elise’s legs felt like jelly after half crouching over his face for so long. And if Jake wanted to get out of here quickly, then he’d need to give her a little help. Though if they stayed slowly fucking like this for a long while like they had in the library…she wouldn’t mind….

You have early morning classes! Sex dreams aren’t restful dreams!!

Fine. Ride Jake. Orgasm quickly. Exit locker room and end the super hot exhibitionist dream she was having. Got it. But… hopefully Jake wouldn’t –want- to leave once he figured out he could have multiple orgasms too. And then she could just take a nap during her first class.

Now that the quarterback’s hands were securely on her hips, Elise went ahead and finished stripping down. Even her dream self was practical: she didn’t want to get her blouse and bra all covered in sweat; so of course they had to come off. In one swift motion, the white blouse, white cami, and deep purple lace bra were removed in one swoop. Her modest C-cup breasts jiggled and bounced as they were released from their prison, pink nipples instantly hardening when exposed to the open air. The blonde was a thin, lanky girl but still had plenty of curves in all the right places. When Elise caught Jake’s blue eyes staring at her breasts, she couldn’t help but grin a bit. “Like what you see Pet?” And then she mouthed the words ‘Don’t touch them without permission.’ Part of her was afraid that he was going to forget his submissive role and start doing things to her that he wasn’t supposed to…which would surely get him whacked in the head.

She reached behind her, her hand wrapping around the shaft of his cock as she began gently stroking up and down the length. Elise lifted herself up and off of him so that she could get into position. Her juices began to trickle down the sensitive tip as she rubbed his thick member through her sopping wet, pink folds. A soft, appreciative groan slipped past her lips as his cock rubbed against her clit, a shiver of anticipation going up her spine.

“Mmmph…you’re so big…” A tiny whimper of pain eked it’s way out of her throat as she began lowering herself onto him. Her pussy immediately started to clamp and squeeze around his throbbing rod in lusty anticipation as he filled and stretched her tight little hole. Elise groaned and shivered as finally her pelvis came to rest ontop of his. She didn’t even allow herself a moment to get used to his size. As soon as she had positioned both of her hands onto his muscular chest so that she could maintain her balance, she began bouncing on his cock as quickly as she could. Her wet pussy and thighs slapping lewdly against him every time their hips met.

“Ohhh fuck…ohhh yes…” Elise panted softly, her brown eyes locking onto Jake’s blue, drawing her into a sense that it was just her and him; without 3 dozen people watching them in the middle of the football team’s locker room. “Come on Pet…buck up into me. Make your Mistress cum.”

Jake started to lose himself in the moment as he began pleasuring his Mistress. Wait... not his Mistress! She was Elise! Whatever he called her, it had become strangely mesmerizing to devour her silken folds and coax her to pleasure. She began to claw and scratch at his short hair, riding his face harder and harder, and Jake was beginning to enjoy the strange power he had in this otherwise subservient position. Jake remembered vaguely that he had wanted her to stop and switch positions, but she clearly had forgotten and was grinding herself against his mouth in with growing urgency! Well, part of her reluctance to stop was no doubt caused by his skilled tongue. For a jock with a big cock, Jake was unafraid to lick pussy and he prided himself on shocking many a starstruck coed with an adept tongue lashing of their slit that left them speechless and rocked by multiple orgasms before he had even begun fucking them!

Despite the humiliation of having her ride him like a living sex toy in front of his teammates, dream world or not, Jake got a small sense of pride in giving her so much pleasure that she couldn't tear her dripping sex from his mouth. He had almost forgotten that she hadn't followed through on his request when she finally had her mind shattering orgasm, exploding in pleasure atop his face and threatening to rip his hair out as she clenched his head. Jake knew it was a good one by the spastic trembles that ripped through her thighs and her lusty and near incoherent cries of pleasure. Like the roar of the stadium after he threw a touchdown, the whining and panting groans of his jealous teammates rose in a crescendo with Elise' victorious orgasm.

Jake had to bite his tongue to keep from verbally lashing out at Elise as she panted in recovery still astride his mouth. There were a couple other Dommes hovering nearby, no doubt enjoying a close-up view of the action, and he didn't want to risk making them suspicious. Her absent minded rubbing of her swollen sex on his lips as she eked out final jolts of pleasure made him feel even more like some sort of pleasure apparatus that Elise need not even think of! Finally she slid off and thankfully appeared like she was going to at last ride his aching cock. Dream or not, more than anything he wanted to finally get some sweet relief for his throbbing manhood!

Holding her hips was nice, as was the feeling of his rod rubbing lightly against her ass as she slid down his chest to situate herself. Elise's wet juices left a glistening trail down his sternum and abs and Jake found himself nodding in happy agreement at her question of whether he would be a good pet. Ok, just play that off like you were acting! He risked a brief furrow of his brows and roll of his eyes to remind her that the real Jake was still inside his head before he let the glazed, mindless look of a flesh dildo settle back on his face. But, when she stripped off her remaining clothes, it took all his self-restraint to not lift his hands to those jiggling mounds that sprung out. They swung heavily as she adjusted herself, nipples hard and bouncing with her shifting. Fuck, she had a great rack! That was definitely hidden well under her conservative attire and a succulent sight he hadn't been able to witness first hand during their tryst in the library! Jake made a quick mental note to make sure he fondled those boobies the next time he had an opportunity. For now, he was going to get tortured by them bouncing above his face as she rode him. Ah well, there could be worse punishments in this twisted fantasy world!

"Yes Mistress, I'll fuck you as hard as I can," Jake answered truthfully. He wasn't going to be able to restrain himself at this point!

When she grasped his meat and rubbed it through her silken folds he could only gasp. That gasp quickly turned into a groan as she proceeded to quickly mount his big cock. Thankfully, she was so dripping wet from his earlier tonguing that she was somehow able to fit him inside her tight hole and impale herself on his length in one, long and smooth motion that left both of them moaning in pleasure. Jake was momentarily overwhelmed with the hot, tight embrace of her pussy after his dick had been completely ignored for the entire dream. She was clenching him so hard he felt like she was going to crush him and it was a relief when Elise started to ride him with no preamble. Fuck she was sexy sight as she started to bounce on his cock, her ample breasts swinging and jiggling between her arms as she supported herself with two hands on his chest. For a second, Jake forgot about his two dozen teammates and half a dozen dommes watching and just lost himself in Elise's passionate fucking. Fuck her?! Gladly!

Jake's hands slipped from her hips to cup her firm ass cheeks, squeezing them hard as he started to meet her strokes with as much force as he could muster. Bucking up against her as she slammed herself onto his cock, the meaty thwack of their sex suddenly grew even louder, filling the nearly silent locker room with a lewd clapping that echoed in counterpoint to his lusty grunting and her wanton moaning. Jake had never felt more on display and the dream scene fucking was quickly acquiring a porn movie level of perfection in casting, acting, set and kinky suspension of reality. Was this really a dream? How could it all feel so real?

"Yes, Mistress, ride me... ride your quarterback like a stallion. Let me make you cum again!" Jake growled out at her, hands squeezing her ass to pull her down onto his savage thrusts. Elise's entire body was rocked by every blow, breasts bouncing wildly and even her firm, athletic muscles jiggling with the force! All the pent-up frustration from not being able to move earlier in the night was coming out and Jake poured every fiber of muscle he could find into plunging into Elise's tight hole as hard and fast as he could. If he was trapped in her perverted fantasy, he'd give her a fucking she'd remember at least! His cock was a blur as he pistoned it into her willing hole, her arousal splattering across his stomach and her thighs. Jake lost track of how long he fucked her, but eventually he could feel his lungs burning as his breathing grew ragged and fast. Strange muscles he never used on his stomach and legs were trembling with exertion, threatening to give out on him. Elise herself seemed a hot mess; sweaty, hair askew, body shaken to pieces and barely holding on with her nails digging into his chest. Jake knew he couldn't last much longer physically, but fortunately felt his own orgasm building to climax.

"Cum for me Mistress! Let me please you!" he shouted out, half delirious with his looming ecstasy.

Elise’s eyes went wide as Jake started to pound her pussy with what felt like every single muscle in his body. Her nails dug into his rock hard chest, trying her best not to get thrown off of him as he bucked into her wildly. Holy fuck…she knew he was strong but she hadn’t realized he was –this- strong. “O-oh G-God!” Elise stammered, her voice full of surprise due to the animalistic thrusting that her dreams had never quite done any justice to before.

“Atta girl Elise! Ride him!” The Philosophy professor cheered her student on, obviously amused by the look of shock on the lithe blonde’s face. Poor girl, she really had been missing out on never having slept with a football player before!

What was today…Wednesday? Oh thank God she didn’t have Philosophy on Wednesdays. She didn’t know if she’d be able to look at Professor Jennings with a straight face after this dream. Her cheeks that were flushed from the heat of their movements and the pleasure that was coursing through her veins grew a bit darker from embarrassment. Pink folds that had been so willingly taking Jake’s thrusting manhood now fluttered around him again as Elise remembered that they were fucking infront of about 30 people. Just the taboo nature of it was getting her even hotter and wetter. Fuck…she felt like such a shameless slut and she was absolutely loving it!

“Ohhh! Oh fuck yes!” The tall blonde moaned, tilting her head back and crying out in pure ecstasy. Her blonde locks were stuck to her glistening cheeks and brow. Sweat was beginning to form at the cleavage of her bouncing breasts. Elise didn’t even bother holding back anymore, she was naked, getting fucked, and she didn’t give a damn about their audience. This was a dream, there were no repercussions, she would be as loud as she wanted. “Fuck me Ja-PET! Fuck me!” Poor Jake, he wouldn’t get to hear her scream his name today. Such things weren’t allowed in this world and Elise had almost entirely forgotten as his cock pounded into her so hard she thought her brain was rattling around in her skull.

Though the byproduct of such freedom in vocalizing her pleasure was making her looming orgasm sneak up behind her that much quicker and that much stronger. Usually she was so nervous having sex in her suite or in one of the dorms that she was quiet as a mouse, but not in her dream world! Everything felt soooo much better when she didn’t have to bite pillows or stifle her moans.

“Ohhhh! Mmmm yes! Fuck yes! Pet! Cum inside me…be a good boy and fill your Mistress up! Ah..! AAHHHH!!” Elise screamed, her body stiffening before it began to tremble as wave after wave of pleasure shot up from her pussy and into her brain in time with every single pistoning motion of Jake’s thick rod. She clawed at his chest, leaving angry red marks down the flesh as she fought to find something to do with her hands, some sort of movement she could make that wasn’t a thrashing one that would knock her off of him. The moment she felt his cock twitch and thick ropes of cum start to coat her inner walls, she forced herself to sit up. Hands moved to rest on his obliques, nails digging into his sides as she ground her hips into his, her slick heat began to flutter and clench around him, trying to milk him of every drop he had and…

If you like pina coladas

Wait…what?

And getting caught in the rain!

SON OF A BITCH!

~~~

If you’re not into yoga.
If you have half a brain!
If you like making love at midni-

Elise groaned as her alarm clock’s radio began spewing out Rupert Holmes’ voice. Uggghhhhh it was seven in the morning. Stupid 8am classes. Brown eyes opened and she found herself face down in her pillow with her left hand down her pajama bottoms as though she had been riding her knuckles in her sleep. Her free hand swatted at the alarm a couple of times until she had hit the snooze button. Alright…good…she had 10 minutes to bring herself to orgasm after ending up soaking wet from that super hot dream. Two fingers slipped straight into her sopping wet heat only to earn her a jolt of pain and a hiss of displeasure.

What the hell? Had she been fingering herself –that- aggressively in her sleep that she was sore right now? Or maybe it was just some lingering effect of riding Jake for about an hour yesterday. Yeah…that was probably it.

So with a groan, Elise rolled over onto her back. She kicked off her comforter since it felt –way- hot under there, like she had been running or doing some other strenuous activity under the sheets. Then she wriggled her way out of her pajama bottoms and soaked panties, leaving her in just a tank top. Glad for having the foresight to lock her door last night, her fingers began to tease and stroke her clit that was a lot less sensitive than her tight little hole.

“Mmmph…” The thin blonde gasped as slender digits began rubbing the tight nub in fast circles. Her hips began jogging quickly up into her hand, forcing little jolts of pleasure accentuate the constant stream of pleasant stimulation. It didn’t take long before before her breathing was coming out in soft, ragged pants. She tilted her head to the side, teeth immediately finding the pillow as she felt the build up of pleasure in her core. As much as she would have –loved- to string herself along and get an even bigger orgasm to start her day off with, she really needed to get out of bed soon.

So with a couple of urgent bucks, and a little pinch of her clit to –really- get her going, the blonde was there. “MMPH!” She whimpered as soft, gentle waves of pleasure cascaded over her body. It wasn’t quite as satisfying as having Jake fuck her yesterday, but it was a pretty damn good start to her day.

Panting, sweaty, and with a silly little post-orgasmic grin on her face, Elise lay in bed for a moment to collect herself before her alarm went off yet again.

Dream Elise was a loud one, Jake realized. If she at all reflected the real world Elise than their little fuck session in the library must have been absolute torture! As turned on as he already was by fucking her as hard as he could in front of a crowded locker room of horny voyeurs, her filthy screaming was somehow making him even hotter. She was like the audio track to some raunchy porn video, crying out for him to fuck her harder, moaning and urging him to make her cum, calling him her pet and otherwise assaulting his ears with dirty noises like he'd never had a girl do before! She was fucking animal and just using him like an animated sex toy to get off! At this point, Jake didn't care as his own climax was seconds away.

"Y-yes...yes... yes! I'll fill you with cum! Ahh, f-fuck. Mhmm... Ride my cock. You like my cock fucking you this hard? Can you handle it? Cum for me mistress!! Cum for me!" he screamed out in a mindless echo of her dirty talk.

Perhaps he wasn't quite playing the subservient pet role perfectly, but Jake was sure the Mistresses would cut him some slack given how hard he was fucking the screaming blonde that was riding his cock like she was astride a bucking bronco! Hearing her explode into her own orgasm sent Jake over the top and he thrust hard into Elise a last half-dozen times before he buried his cock as deep as he could into her fluttering pussy. Her nails scratched and tore at his chest as she came and the contrasting pain made the pleasure he felt even more exquisite. Screaming as loud as he could, he felt his cock jerking deep in her core as he started to spurt his hot cum into her. Waves of pleasure ripped through him with every pules of his cock and he grew aware of a strange feeling. Like his cock wasn't going to soften. Instead, he grew fairly certain he could just keep fucking her if he wanted to and even have another orgasm. Oh god. Her perverted world had the twist that men had been re-engineered to be multi-orgasmic, a big part of the behavioral change that had turned them into mindless fuck toys. And he knew that, without Elise stopping, he would just keep on fucking her until he grew so exhausted he passed out from fatigue. Having orgasm after orgasm, helpless to stop... Nooooooooooooooo!

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Jake woke up drenched in sweat and his fingers found the snooze button on his alarm clock in a haze. Not only was he hot and sweaty, but his underwear felt wet and warm. Slightly scared, Jake pulled back the sheets and was horrified to see he had a massive erection. Even worse, his boxers were soaked with the remnants of what had been a massive cum shot in them! What the FUCK... a wet dream!? Was he back in middle school or something? He had just fucked Elise the night before, how could he have still been turned on enough to have had that crazily vivid dream and done this to himself?

And he was still so turned on, his hard-on throbbing insistently and refusing to go away.

Oh well, he had a private room and his roommates sounded asleep still. Plus his boxers were already ruined. With a sigh, Jake pulled them off and wrapped his strong fingers around his meaty shaft. Starting slowly, he pumped his fist on the soft skin of his cock while gently rubbing his balls with his other hand. Mhmmm. Images of Elise riding him as he fucked her savagely were easy to summon, still blazingly fresh in his mind. All it took was a little twist, imagining her hands tied behind her back as she bounced helplessly on his cock to make the vivid memory even hotter and less demeaning than the dream. Yes, that would be nice. The shy blonde with the hot body getting fucked by him, screaming her filthy words out as he fucked her to yet another orgasm that she would be helpless to resist. She'd be a nice little sex toy for him instead of the other way around. Oh god, the memory of the tightness of her pussy clenching his rod seemed so real.

Now his hand was moving faster and he was breathing harder, panting as he sensed another orgasm looming. On a short time frame, he started to fist his cock fast and hard, fingers brushing over his sensitive tip with each stroke until he had to stifle a cry as he felt a large and sharp orgasm sweep through his highly aroused body. Still stroking his rod, Jake's entire body jerked in rhythm to his spurting cock. A surprising amount of cum was still left in him and he felt ropes of the white and hot liquid splashing down on his ripped stomach and even his muscular chest! Finally, his breathing slowing as he came down from his peak, his spurts turned into dribbles that ran over his fingers and down his shaft to puddle on the bare skin by the base of his cock.

Wow. While he hadn't had a wet dream in a decade, he also couldn't remember the last time he'd be so turned on he had to jerk off upon waking up before classes? What was wrong with him?!

Cleaning up the mess with his already soiled boxers, Jake threw them in the hamper and stood up to wrap a towel around himself. Glancing at the mirror on the back of his door, his eyes went wide with shock. His chest was covered in raw, pink and very fresh claw marks. Like he'd been attacked by some savage animal... or he'd been clawed for real by the dream world Elise of last night! How was this possible? She hadn't touched him under his shirt last night in the library. And no girl had clawed him in bed that he could remember recently. Certainly he would have seen these marks yesterday afternoon after practice.

What the fuck was going on!?

Wednesdays were Elise’s long days. Class from 8am to 6pm…ugh…so bad. Plus Chemistry lab just made the day that much worse. The nerdy blonde was very smart, doing well in just about all of her classes, even the general education ones. Except for Chemistry…just because Chemistry was a bitch. Bio, A, Physics, A-, Chemistry…if she got a B- she’d be dancing in the streets. So when her roomies decided to start the weekend early and get drunk tonight rather than wait til Thirsty Thursday, Elise bit her tongue, didn’t argue and partook in the debauchery. Of course drinking wine and engaging in pleasant conversation could only last so long. They were all athletes deep down on the inside and soon enough, it was suggested that they started playing drinking games in order to have a little friendly competition with their wine.

“How about we play…’Never Have I Ever’ And we’ll play it as a drinking game. If you’ve done the thing the person saying it has never done, you have to drink!” Lizzy grinned. Oh she was going to love playing that tonight. Usually she always lost and ended up a drunken mess. But tonight she was going to give Elise a run for it!

“I should get to bed…” Elise hated ‘Never Have I Ever’. She always ‘won’…though winning meant she had to deal with her teammates calling her a prude since she hadn’t done even half the things her slutty friends had. Well...maybe 'slutty' was a loaded word. Adventurous? Yes...that was better.

“Aw come on Elise!” Came the chorus from her three other roomies. Goddamn Lizzy, Jessie, and Dani…they were going to be the death of her. “It’s no fun if we alllll don’t do it. Come on Elise! Think of it as team bonding.” Dani added with a pout.

“Fiinnneee…I’ll play your stupid game.” Elise rolled her eyes as her three friends squealed in delight that she was going to be a good sport and play. “I’ll start first… Never have I ever…slept with another woman.” Her brows shot up in surprise as Lizzy took a drink. Sure, the brunette had always flirted with Elise…but Lizzy flirted with –everyone-. The blonde hadn’t thought she had actually gone all the way with a girl before.

“Just happened over the weekend! Finally did something other than heavy petting. It’s fuuunnn” Lizzy grinned at Elise’s little show of surprise. “If you ever want a demonstration of how mind-blowing girl on girl sex can be, I’ll be happy to show you sometime.” The tall brunette purred sweetly, prowling close enough towards Elise and snapping her teeth to make the lithe blonde blush bright pink. Hehehe…Elise was so easy to fluster.

“N-no…I’m…fine…thanks.” Elise stuttered out, feeling quite small and like a defenseless little animal as her taller, more athletic teammate prowled close before retreating back to her spot.

“Suit yourself, beautiful.” Lizzy winked and offered a rogueish grin, trying to lay it on thick enough that Elise didn’t totally freak out. There we go, the little blonde gave her an eyeroll. Good, they were still cool. “Okay, my turn! Never have I ever…” Lizzy looked at Elise –hard- as the blonde tried to nonchalantly sip her wine. It was the same look she had given her friend in the library yesterday when she had been trying to figure out what was going on under Elise's skirt. “Hmm…Never have I ever had sex in the library.”

Elise sputtered and coughed on the sip of wine she had taken. Damn nosy Lizzy! Her brown eyes narrowed and she glared at her friend before taking a begrudging draught from her wine glass.

“No freakin’ way!!” Came the chorus once the girls noticed Elise taking a drink.

“HAH! I knew it! I -knew- you were fucking that quarterback!” Lizzy cackled triumphantly.

“Ms. Feminist Prude was having sex in the library?! With some jock who’s blood alcohol level is probably higher than his GPA?” Jessie fell into a fit of giggles. Good Lord, the image of a proud but timid Elise with an arrogant, womanizing musclehead was just –too- ridiculous. “Come on, spill! We want details!”

“Hey I thought we were playing ‘Never Have I Ever’. Not 20 questions.” Fuck…why didn’t she just go to bed instead of agreeing to this game?

“We can switch games if you like!” Lizzy grinned as she teased. “Come on Elise, we all know that nerds are secretly freaks behind closed doors.” This of course got a new round of laughter out of the girls. Hah! Elise had boys over very rarely and when she did, the blonde NEVER made a peep when they did whatever nerds do when they have sex. Imagine that kind of a girl as a freak between the sheets or a kinky exhibitionist. Ridiculous!

“You guys are so…! Aggghhhh….!” Elise couldn’t even form complete sentences or proper threats and insults. She was so flustered and so red in the face that she wished she could just disappear. Why was it so weird that -maybe- a really cute guy liked her?! Ugh...maybe because that guy is the school's prized quarterback and probably has a long track record of sleeping with ditzy, busty, bimbos. “Whatever. I’m going to try to get some work done before bed. Goodnight, you bunch of hyenas.” With that, she made her way back to her bedroom while her roommates called out their ‘Sorry’s to her back. She wasn’t mad at them, she knew they were only playing. But still the blonde was just…embarrassed.

So she shut and locked her door behind her. Her suitemates knew better than to push, ask her 60 different questions about what was wrong, or try to hug it out when she wanted to be alone. Instead she’d probably wake up to breakfast outside of her door in the morning; which was how her roomies usually said they were sorry for being assholes.

With a sigh, she plopped down at her desk to check her e-mails and maybe get a little bit of reading or writing done before bed.

Jake was in a bit of a funk for the rest of the day. The out of character, sober exhibitionism with his English tutor combined with the vivid, strangely realistic dream had left him reeling a bit. He didn't even want to think about the claw marks. He must have somehow clawed himself while asleep, although he didn't think his nails were long enough to do that kind of damage!

"Who the fuck clawed you bro?" came Carter's voice, snapping Jake out of his daydreaming.

With an embarrassed glance down, Jake realized he had stripped his shirt off in the locker room after the team off-season conditioning workout without remembering about his awkward dream souvenier. The big, black linebacker's question drew the stares of several of his other half-naked and sweaty teammates.

"Yeah, shit - some girl went at you! You must have really been pounding her!" chimed in Scott, a wide receiver and one of Jake's roommates.

Jake felt his cheeks flush slightly as his mind spun, trying to figure out what to say. He had been naked in the locker room yesterday with everyone and the nail marks definitely not been on his chest. So, clearly whatever sex act he was hiding had happened last night.

"Yeah, uhmm.... whatever. Just some chick," Jake muttered, turning to face into his locker and changing out of his shorts before wrapping a towel around himself.

"Wait - we had dinner last night and then you were going to the library to study. Then you didn't come over to drink last night after leaving the library, but you were asleep when we got back..." continued Scott, unwilling to let the mystery drop. "So did you have a girl over? But it was less than an hour before we came home and you were definitely out... who was it? A quickie huh?"

"Uhm... no one, just this random girl," answered Jake, turning to walk to the showers and eager to let the subject die.

"Well if she is that wild you got to tell me who she is, I might want to hit that too!" said Carter following him. A vestige of last night's dream view of Carter flared in his mind and Jake felt a surge of anger towards the other male and potential rival for Elise' affections. But, he fought it back as he entered the shower room and started to wash himself.

"No one you know and she's not into football players," Jake replied tersely.

"Hold on - weren't you going to the library to meet your English tutor?" chimed in Scott, a gleeful smile on his face. "It was her, wasn't it?! You dog! Your English tutor!? I just have mine do my homework... I don't fuck them too!"

"Maybe... whatever," grunted back Jake, totally annoyed. For the rest of the shower he had to endure his teammates cracking jokes about him fucking his tutor. After hearing the fourth variation of a joke involving her and some elementary school grammar concept, like "dotting the i", or her tutoring him in "fucking" versus English, Jake finally snapped and left the showers after giving everyone a loud "Fuck you!"

Changing quickly, before his teammates could rejoin him, Jake hurriedly left the lock room and grabbed some take out food before heading to the library to eat alone in some quiet corner. Returning to the scene of the crime gave him a bit of a thrill. Did they really fuck in here with all these people studying around them?! Jake felt another surge of lust at the thought of Elise astride him in a cubicle very similar to the one he was in. His mind had trouble focusing and inevitably he started browsing the internet and somehow found himself on the erotica site he had seen in the title of her story. Knowing her username, Jake was soon glancing through her submissions with eyes widening and cock growing hard.

She had a very kinky mind.

Elise evidently liked comic books and Jake saw a couple Harley Quinn stories, a Wolverine titled one, Poison Ivy, and one about a nerdy English major that stumbles into the wrong frat party and winds up in a threesome with two guys, among other things! All the stories, and he didn't have time to read them thoroughly yet, seemed to have some public sex, ropes and restraints, a lot of filthy fucking action including threesomes and double penetrations and even one with a lesbian scene! Fuck, If Jake kept up browsing these, he'd have to go back to his room and jerk off for the second time today!

Taking a deep breath, Jake closed the browser and sat back. He had to do something to calm down and a spark of curiosity hit him. What if he wrote a dirty story and sent it to Elise? His cock tingled and he felt a sudden surge of heat. Perhaps she might be intrigued by it and want to explore some of his ideas at a later time. Or at the very least, it might keep her interested in a repeat performance of the mind blowing yet very teasing sex for last night.

With a grin, Jake started to type. He was still rubbed a little the wrong way about the dream last night and decided it might be fun to write a story where the tables were turned a bit between the football players and the coeds. Yes, this was going to be good. He'd write the first scene and send it to her tonight, asking her critique of a personal writing project.

The Running of the Cheerleaders

Elise was nervous as she huddled with the other cheerleaders in the women's locker room. Her first year on the team, she had been dreading this tradition in particular. The other ones, the easy ones, had not been so bad. Being assigned a different starter each week to fuck after the game, the blowjob lineup from the knees in the hallway before the game, the naked photos she'd had to send to players who did particularly well in a game, and the group striptease dance they'd done after the season opening pep rally. Those were fun and well, kind of expected!

But the running of the cheerleaders, that was a whole different sort of experience and very public! Most of the campus was lined up to watch and film the chaos that was going to erupt. The cheerleaders were all dressed in their normal uniforms, including pom-poms, except for the fact they had no underwear on under their short skirts and no bras beneath the tight, mid-riff baring tops. They had all slathered each other up in a lubricating lotion that left their legs, arms and stomachs greasy and slippery. Elise had been a little surprised at how much time Ellie, the head cheerleader, had spent lubing up her crotch and ass. It was awkward to have her touch her there and she had to restrain showing how good it felt.

Most had also made tiny rips in their skirt waistbands and their tops with scissors to make the articles of clothing rip-away in case they were grabbed. Not that it would help much. The football players were so much bigger and faster that the cheerleaders were always caught eventually. That was the whole point! Twenty cheerleaders and twenty two starting football players in a game of musical chairs where the cheerleaders were the chairs the football players were trying to grab before they made it to one of the girls' dorms across campus! And, Elise swallowed at the thought, if they caught you that meant you were their personal sex slave for the rest of the weekend! They could do -anything- they wanted with you and she knew from the stories, which maybe the meaner cheerleaders exaggerated to scare the new girl, that very embarrassing, filthy and sometimes painful things did happen. Often in public and beginning right at the scene of the capture!

"Don't worry - you are a track star!" said one of the other girls soothingly. "You might make it."

Elise smiled back, realizing how nervous she was appearing. But inside, she was still tingling with apprehension. Her best hope was that two players might fight each other over her and she could sneak away. That was the only way cheerleaders made it free in past years. With two players mathematically guaranteed to be out of luck, the hot blooded men were known to get very desperate in beating out their teammates to claim their prizes! Well, maybe it wasn't so bad. Perhaps with her speed she'd get a smaller fast guy like Scott, the wide receiver. Surely his cock wouldn't be big enough to really hurt her... not like Carter. She shuddered thinking of the big, muscular and famously well-endowed linebacker. And there was always Jake. What girl didn't want to fuck the star quarterback?

"Ok girls, two minutes till go time. Remember, they start at the gym so we have a quarter mile head start. But, we have to go around the gym to get to the safe dorm. So, best plan is to split up and circle. Don't clump together!" cried out Ellie, jarring Elise's thoughts back to reality.

"And one little twist this year... As head cheerleader I am a wildcard in that a guy can capture me and someone else, so potentially take two girls to be his slave for the weekend!" called out Ellie. There were some groans from the other cheerleaders who suspected that the men might get extra frenzied with the potential for three to be out of luck. But, Ellie's gaze lingered on Elise with a weird expression as she made the announcement, a hungry gaze that made Elise shiver. Maybe Elise was imagining things as Ellie walked up to her and gave her a reassuring squeeze and a friendly smile. "Elise, since this is your first one, you stick with me. I'll try to get you to safety."

Elise was in a little bit of a funk for writing tonight. The dream she had last night was totally screwing with how she saw Jake’s character. Hell, it was screwing with how she envisioned her –own- character. A pet that could fight back…one that didn’t –want- to have orgasm after orgasm? Unthinkable! She was pretty sure that if men could indeed have multiple climaxes that society really would end up with women running things and men acting as willing sex slaves. And how she had faltered as a Mistress! Awkward! She had been acting so much like her true self…well, maybe not her –true- self, but definitely the self she projected in the real world.

Ugh…I can’t even deal with writing right now. She sighed as she closed a half finished word document about a Wolverine and Mystique pairing.

You know what solves writer’s block? Goofing around on YouTube! So that’s just what Elise did: she put in her headphones and started video hopping. She found this wonderful feminist gem that made her snicker.

Bing! The sound of a new message interrupted the flow of music pouring out of her headphones and she switched tabs. With a groan, she saw it was an e-mail from Jake. Well…that was like calling her…right? Except –not- at all and he probably wanted homework help. Fantastic… So she opened up the e-mail, eyebrows raising as she saw that it wasn’t homework but a request to help him with a personal project. She didn’t think he’d ever open a word processor unless it was for a grade, so she curiously opened the attached file.

What she read next made her hit her face with her palm and groan. Fuck…was this some sort of revenge for the piece that she had written about him? At least she had changed his name! Granted the leap from Jake to James wasn’t huge but still. Egotistical bastard…. ‘What girl wouldn’t want to sleep with the quarterback?’ Pffft! But after going over the document once and opened up a new window to send him a reply. She tore his piece to shreds and nitpicked every single little thing. Being absolutely –ruthless-, the way a professor would to a graduate level student. And after she got out all her feminist aggravation at his super macho story, she promptly deleted the scathing review. Instead she started fresh and kept it short and simple:

You are a jackass.

…It’s not –that- bad though, you should finish it. I’m curious to see how you will develop the characters. Especially mine…who’s name you should change by the way.

Elise begrudgingly added the second line to the e-mail before hitting ‘Send’. At least that one was a little more professional…well…except for the initial part where she had called him a jackass. While his writing wasn’t the type of smut she particularly liked to read, she knew that her kinks weren’t everyone’s kinks. There were tons of people that liked to read that sort ‘women getting dominated by men’ thing.

In all honesty, it really wasn’t that bad for something that was just starting.

Big brown eyes glanced over to her clock. 1am already? Elise gave a little yawn and then stripped out of her skirt, blouse and bra. She changed into a pair of old soccer shorts that were super comfy, as well as a light grey tank top. She hopped into bed, set her alarms, took off her glasses, and by the time she was finally ready, she was asleep by the time her head hit the pillow.

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Brown eyes blinked open only to see that she was –not- in her dark bedroom. Instead, she was outside on a sunny autumn day. Over by where the track girls would line up for cross country heats. But something felt wrong…like she wasn’t wearing a bra or something. Or...underwear?!?!?!?

Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me… Elise looked down to see her breasts threatening to spill out of a slightly torn up cheerleading uniform. And there were hands on her, rubbing a lovely warm lotion all over her mound, then the hand turned, the side of the palm now firmly rubbing through her slight and Elise jumped.

“Wow! You’ve got a really toned butt Elise.” Ellie giggled as her lotion coated fingers slid up between the blonde’s cheeks. “Hold still! Never know when guys will just totally lose it; sometimes their aim gets a little sloppy since they’re so excited and they end up fucking your ass. It’s best to have a little extra lube, just incase.” Elise didn’t know if she was going to pass out or moan as Ellie gently forced a slick finger up her rear. But she seemed to just totally melt when Ellie stopped touching her more private bits. “Elise, since this is your first time, you stick with me. I’ll get you to safety.” Ellie smiled ever so sweetly up at the taller girl.

What?! Stick with her? How the hell can she even run with those breasts? This may be the worst idea ever! No way can Ellie keep up with me! She’s like 3 inches shorter, my strides have got to be -way- longer than hers!

Nah…come on…it’s a –great- idea! She probably knows tons of short cuts towards the dorms!

Fuck…fuck fuck fuck! I’m trapped in Jake’s stupid, stupid fantasy. That’s it! I’m never reading porn before bed ever again! Elise mused. Well, whatever. It’s just a dream, nothing could hurt her here. But then the thought of the massive black linebacker with hands the size of baseball mits flew into her head and she was suddenly very, very afraid of being ripped in two.

Ellie grabbed hold of her slightly trembling hand as the official called for the girls to line up on the starting line. She –knew- it was a bad idea to follow Ellie anywhere. But for whatever reason, she couldn’t tell the other girl ‘no’ as she squeezed Elise’s hand. The starting gun went off with a loud BANG! and cloud of smoke. Twenty cheerleaders began sprinting away from the starting line and towards the gym so that they could hopefully get past the athletics building before the football players were let out.

“No Elise! Come on! This way! It’s faster, promise.” Ellie had that super sweet, reassuring smile on her lips again and all Elise could do was nod her head and follow her like a puppy dog.

It was another dream. It had to be. He probably shouldn't have had that frozen taco right before bed. Ugh.

Jake was standing on a bench and all twenty one of the other starters were staring at him. At least this time everyone was fully dressed! No pads, but all the players had their jerseys and pants on with running shoes on their feet. That was strange? Why were they partially dressed up? It wasn't a game then...

"Jake?" asked Scott, the wide receiver and his roommate. "You were saying something about Ellie?"

"What? Oh.. uh," Jake replied, blinking his eyes and staring at his teammates who were now looking at him curiously. Then it hit him. Shit. I'm addressing the team before... before the RUNNING OF THE CHEERLEADERS! Oh god, I'm in that stupid story I wrote and sent to Elise! How could this happen two nights in a row? At least it wasn't as embarrassing a story as Elise's fem porn humiliation idea. Still, he had to remember what was going on. What he was supposed to say. Oh right, Ellie was his.

"Oh yeah, Ellie. So Ellie is a wildcard this year... if you catch her and you can pull it off, you can also still catch another girl as well. So two." he said at last, trying to recover his confusion. Wait? Why was that important? Oh right, in his story he captures Ellie and Elise. Oh god, Elise was in it as well! Shit, well it was all just a dream. Just go with the flow Jake. You'll wake up just like last night. But a hand went to his chest and rubbed the scratches he could still feel under his uniform. It was just a dream, right?

"Da fuck?" shouted Carter, eyes glowering at Jake. "We all know you have some secret shit worked out with Ellie to meet her. You trying to get two girls this year or something, Jake? I'm going to get her myself then. My big black dick will be in the head cheerleader before you skinny white ass can even catch up to me!"

"NO! She's mine!" replied Jake with more emotion than he intended, causing Carter to nod knowingly and smile at the challenge. "I mean, I didn't set up anything. Good luck... whatever. There are plenty of girls to go around..."

Further conversation ended as they heard a cheer go off and the entire team crowded to the double exit door. They had to give the cheerleaders two minutes and then they could exit the building. Not nearly enough time to make it around the athletic building on their route back to the safe dorm.

"I'm going to get her," whispered Carter, who was annoyingly following Jake. "Wherever you arranged to meet her, I'm going to be there with you."

"Good luck," said Jake and then the doors burst open with a scream and the twenty two starters sprinted into the sunlight and met the cheers of the onlookers that were gathered outside. Running hard, Jake cut to the left as the football team fanned out to look for their prey. Carter was running next to him and Jake let out a groan of annoyance. It was coming back to him. Ellie was going to meet him by the library in one of the bushes. She was supposed to bring that new girl, the track girl... ELISE! Jake had to have sex with them, or at least stick his cock into them, to claim them for the weekend.

Somehow he was going to have to ditch Carter and get enough time after all this running to get hard and have sex fast enough to claim both the girls. A lot of the players carried their prizes off to a private spot to claim them, but many were so excited by the chase and struggle they could do the job wherever they finally cornered their girl. In the middle of the quad, on the steps of an academic building, or even in a parking lot! The priority was getting rid of Carter though, and Jake suddenly zigged further left, taking a circuitous route around the English department and away from the library. Fuck he hoped the bigger linebacker might get tired quicker and give up.

He just hoped nobody caught Ellie or Elise before he met them, since given Carter's determined look, the linebacker wasn't going to stop tailing him for a while!

The two girls hadn’t run into any of the football players on their roundabout loop towards the library. Ellie wasn’t much of a runner; she was a flyer after all! Her core and butt held all the strength that was necessary for cheerleading stunts, not her legs. So the smaller girl had to repeatedly ask Elise to slow down. Geeze, it was like the tall blonde was nothing but legs! It was quite a nice view though whenever Ellie lagged behind; since Elise’s legs were so long, the cheerleading uniform seemed to ride up extra high on her, flashing peeks of her bare, oiled, and toned rear as she ran.

“Elise!” Ellie squeaked as they neared the library and Elise turned around, just to see a rather thin but fast wide receiver catching up to the two of them with his sights set on Ellie’s bouncing ass. Damnit! Ellie was going to get caught! How would Elise make it to safety without her?!

Aw come on…really?! Like you haven’t been going to college here for three years and know exactly where you’re going. Just leave her.” And yet…something made Elise want to help the other girl. Maybe it was female camaraderie; they were technically on the same cheerleading team after all…they should stick together. Or maybe it was because Elise had a conscience and didn’t want to just leave the girl to her fate when she knew full well that she could help save her.

“Come on slowpoke! You’re never going to catch me. Really want to get outrun by a silly little blonde girl?” Elise goaded on the wide receiver and tossed an arrogant smirk at the boy. The little challenge she sent him seemed to –really- piss him off; apparently men don’t like their masculinity being challenged in this world.. Okay…maybe that wasn’t the best idea… RUN! And so Elise darted away as the boy lunged at her, falling to the ground when his arms wrapped around empty air instead of a much smaller Elise. She hesitated a moment, let the boy get back up to make sure he would pursue her, then started running for her life!

Damn! Damn! Damn! Elise was fast but so was this other boy. Her only saving grace was that she had been doing track since high school and her focus was solely on running…not running and catching a ball while avoiding bigger blockers like this guy. Elise’s form was near perfect, coupled with her long legs and in shape, lithe body, she should be able to run faster and for much longer than the wide receiver…as long as she didn’t trip over her own feet! What the hell kind of sneakers were these?! They weren’t her track shoes at all!!

Eyes front! Don’t look back! She could –hear- his pounding footsteps, could swear she felt the slight whooshing of air as the boy tried to grab at her. Only when she could only hear sneakers that were her own did she afford a glance backwards. The boy was doubled over, panting hard. Yes! She did it! Finally! Now I just have to go find Ellie…hope she’s still at the library. Elise slowed down to a more comfortable trot and made a rather large loop around the Science Library so that she could head back to the Main Library.

“Pssst. Elise! Over here.” Ellie peered her head out from around the corner of some bushes when she heard footsteps nearing her. Sure enough, it was Elise! Her rescuer! “Oh my gawd thank you so much for luring him away!” The head cheerleader beamed and wrapped up a slightly sweaty, flushed, and panting Elise in a great big hug. “You’re the best! We should be safe back here. Why don’t you just rest for a little bit. I’ll keep a look out, kay?”

Elise was pretty sure if she had to deal with anymore sugar coated cheerfulness from Ellie, she was going to go into diabetic shock. But she was too tired to fight Ellie as the other girl held her and thanked her profusely. Plus the prospect of taking her moment to catch her breath sounded wonderful. Really what she wanted right now was a drink of water, but a moment for all the acid to drain away from her muscles would be good enough until she got back to the dorms and could relax with some ice water.

While Elise took a minute to compose herself, Ellie poked her head out from the bushes once more. Come on Jake! Hurry up and get over here! Seeing Elise all flushed and panting had gotten Ellie a little worked up. Plus the nerdy little blonde was her hero now having saved her like some sort of skinny little knight in cheerleading armor! If the quarterback didn’t get here soon, she was just going to start the fun without him!

"I'm going to get your bitch, Jake," panted out Carter as he ran next to Jake. The larger linebacker was laboring, but keeping up so far. Jake usually did 2-3 mile runs several times a week and doubted Carter did much cardio as the built man lived in the gym. As a result, he also weighed a good fifty pounds more than Jake. If he could just run him down a bit more, he might be able to shake him. "I"m going to fuck her all weekend until she won't even want your little dick again."

"First you have to catch her!" gasped Jake back and accelerated a bit, putting more pressure on Carter to keep up. Jake zigged back towards the athletic building, purposely heading through ground that he knew might be full of running cheerleaders. Anything to distract Carter by giving him another tempting target close at hand!

Just then, like a startled rabbit being flushed, a cheerleader sprung out from behind the mailbox she had been crouching out of sight. It was Marie, the skinny Asian girl that was an incredible dancer. Jake had eyed her toned rear many times in the past and he felt his own willpower waver. She would be such a nice little slave to have, so submissive he bet. Wait - no! He had to get to Ellie as she had Elise. That was the plan!

But, Marie stumbled, tripping on her shoes and went sprawling in front of them on the grass. Her little skirt flipped up and bared both her firm, round ass cheeks. With no underwear on, it was a sight that caused both Jake and Carter to slow down and almost pause. The girl was practically helpless and either one of them could run over and mount her in front of the crowd of onlookers that was cheering them to do just that.

Ellie... Elise. What if Elise was like him? Trapped in this strange dream... he had to find out. He had to refocus.

With a primal groan of pain that sounded like a man ripping a dagger out of his body, Jake turned his head from the sprawled cheerleader and sprinted away. Much to his surprise, Carter was panting heavily behind him. A glance back saw that the linebacker, sweating and looking labored, was stubbornly following. Behind him, Marie was sitting up with a perplexed and slightly annoyed look on her face, probably wondering why two of the biggest hunks on the football team had sprinted by her like she was not even worthy of being taken as a slave for the weekend?

Moaning in regret still at passing on the luscious Asian, Jake poured all of his frustration into his legs and started to pull away from Carter. He'd break the linebacker's spirit by sprinting to a big lead and then get him to give up before circling around to head back to the library. He just hoped Ellie was there hiding and hadn't been caught already. And that she had fulfilled her promise to bring Elise with her!

“We can’t leave yet…I’m not as fast as you. Can we stay awhile longer and let them tire themselves out some more so that we can just jog by them?” Ellie pouted and gave Elise the most adowable wittle bitty puppy dawg eyes anyone has ever seen! While it was true it would be easier to run away from exhausted football players that had been hunting for cheerleaders all day; they also needed to wait for Jake to get here which meant Ellie had to work her magic to get Elise to hang out for awhile longer. Much to the head cheerleader’s glee, the other blonde agreed to stay. Hurray!

“Okay okay…we can stay. Just keep a look out okay? I’m just going to do a couple of stretches…” Since Elise was stuck here for who knew how long, she decided some stretching was in order; it would help keep her muscles loose and hopefully keep her warmed up incase she needed to sprint away. Once she was sure Ellie was back to playing look out, Elise began going through her stretching routine: hamstrings, quadriceps, etc. But what seemed to catch Ellie’s attention was when Elise decided to do a pike stretch; which involved her bending over into an upside down ‘V’ with her hands on the ground and ass up in the air as she stretched out her calves that were –killing- her. Elise’s skirt had hiked up even higher on her toned thighs and now wasn’t doing anything to cover up her oiled up rear and the puffy pink lips of her slit.

“Oh Elise you’re all sweaty! It’s probably washed most of the lotion off. Here, let me go ahead and put some more onto you.” Ellie couldn’t contain herself any longer, not with Elise just waving around her pussy as she worked out the kinks in her calves! Jake was taking –way- too long to get here. How could that silly ol’ quarterback expect her to behave for this long when there was such a delicious looking pussy for her to sample?! So the smaller blonde produced a little bottle of lotion from the top of her cheerleading uniform. With breasts like these, she didn’t need pockets! Everything important always fit so nicely into her cleavage…well…provided it was something small anyways.

“Huh? I really think I’m fine, I don’t need – Ellie!” Elise squeaked, almost losing her balance and face planting as a lotioned hand managed to sneak it’s way –right- between the outer lips of her sex. “R-really. I’m f-fine, thanks.” The blonde stammered, almost delivering an all out moan as Ellie’s fingers grazed against her clit.

“Nonsense! It’s really no trouble. Making sure you’re oiled up is the least I can do to thank you for saving me!” Ellie’s voice was coated in such a sweet purr that Elise couldn’t mange to pull herself away from the other girl…not like she could get that far in this awkward position anyways. “How about I thank you properly for luring that big bad football player away? Pleeeaasseee let me? Your legs have got to be killing you…how about you sit down on that picnic table and I’ll massage your calves and thighs? None of the football players will know we’re back here anyways! We’re totally safe!”

Wait…shouldn’t someone be keeping look out? Well…Ellie was probably right that they were safe; it was true that perhaps no football player could even find the library unless it was by accident and they’d never expect two ditzy cheerleaders here! ONE ditzy cheerleader. I’m not a cheerleader!! And Elise’s hamstrings were indeed pretty tight and her calves ached just a little bit even though she had tried stretching them all out. A massage sounded pretty good about now… What?! You ran like 2 miles! Stop being a wuss! You’re fine!

“Alright…I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” So, even though Elise –knew- this was a bad idea, she went ahead and sat down at the picnic table since Ellie had asked so nicely. Damn Jake and his stupid cheerleader/lesbian/threesome/women are subservient to men erotica universe!!!

Ellie knelt down right infront of Elise on a grassy patch of lawn. She began working her small hands up the other girl’s ankle and to her calf, moving all the way up to her knee before switching legs. The head cheerleader’s hands were like magic; every muscle she touched seemed to just unravel and lose all that horrible tightness that had been killing Elise earlier. Those hands kept going higher and higher, working their way up from Elise’s thigh muscles and right up to the ones in her groin. The taller blonde found herself beginning to pant, her hips wiggling just the slightest bit as Ellie’s hands coaxed her legs far apart so that she could massage her inner thighs. Calm down…it’s just like when the athletic trainer gives you a massage, nothing to get excited over.

Yeah, but she was wearing underwear when she was getting those massages!!!

“Hmmm I should probably clean off some of this old lotion. Then I can give you a brand new coat while I’m down here! Good thing this stuff is edible…” Ellie giggled and leaned forward, her hands not-so-gently holding Elise’s thighs apart so that she could sneak in a couple of licks under the guise of ‘helping’.

“Wait you’re going to wha-UT?!” Elise’s voice trembled as she squirmed and batted at Ellie’s hands, trying to escape from the blonde that had just ran her tongue up the small crease where her thigh joined to her pelvis. For a girl that was much smaller than her, Ellie had quite the bit of upper body strength and an impressive grip! “I-don’t-think-you-need-to-do-that.” Words poured hurriedly from Elise’s mouth as she tried to get away. For a moment the blonde wondered if the other girl was like this in real life, or if Jake had messed with her character too.

“Just relax…” Ellie cooed sweetly. Her soft tongue darted out again, this time licking up the length of Elise’s slit with such finesse that the taller girl just about melted into a puddle of bliss from the bit of contact. “I just want to thank you properly for saving me…would you let me do that for you?”

“I-I…ohhhhhhh fuck.” Elise moaned as Ellie parted her puffy pink lips with her thumbs. Then the other girl flattened her tongue and ran it up from her entrance straight to her clit; showing off how skilled she was with her tongue by giving the swollen button a teasing little flick that made Elise jump. Oh-dear-God-I’m-going-to-die. While Elise had –never- been with a girl before, Ellie was definitely doing all the right things to make her question that decision. The smaller blonde so easily found every single sensitive spot Elise knew of, and a few that she had never known existed!

It’s just a dream…a safe way for you to explore your fantasies. Just go with it!

Jake was panting hard and sweating profusely, but Carter was rapidly falling back as he struggled to keep up with the quarterback's mean pace. Finally, the exhausted and much larger linebacker slowed to a trot and then stopped, bending over with hands on his knees as he gasped for breath. Jake reduced his speed to more manageable pace and gave Carter a mocking wave of farewell as he rounded the corner of the physics building and started a large circle back to the library. He'd have to make sure to swing wide to avoid bumping into the linebacker again. Thank god he had gotten ridden of him!

Settling into an easy jog, Jake started to run through the campus. It could easily be just another, ordinary Fall day. Brightly colored leaves swirled on the browning grass. There was a slight nip to the air and most of the spectators milling about had on fleeces or jackets. But, screams of passion to Jake's left were proof that this wasn't a regular day on campus and he was definitely stuck in smutty dreamland again. A circle had gathered around a fellow football player fucking a cheerleader on her back. Their joint cries filled the air as the cheering crowd urged them on. Jake felt a twinge of envy... why had he passed up on Marie earlier? What if Ellie and Elise had been taken already?

Wow. His mind really was giving in to this fantasy. The urge to find and claim Ellie and Elise was so strong, almost a compulsion!

Jake shook his head to clear it, but was all too happy to go along with the dream for now. After all, a threesome with two hot women was waiting for him at the end of this jog! Let's hope that the dream mirrored his story and there were no wrinkles that popped up, like his mom appearing or suddenly finding himself late for a test he had forgotten about. His normal dreams always had a habit of imploding into some bizarre and heart pounding twist and he frantically hoped this unusually vivid one was going to stay on track for a blow-out ending!

The library was just ahead and Jake slowed to a fast walk, breathing hard still. He started to creep a bit more, keeping an eye out as he approached the meeting place. There was still no sign of Ellie or Elise and he felt his anxiety growing that he'd missed his opportunity. The thought of not having at least one personal sex slave all weekend was disturbingly painful and he let out a moan of anguish.

"Yo - loverboy... I still got you!" said a voice to his far right. Jake turned and saw Carter, winded, but jogging puporsefully still as he approached. Oh no! Fuck, he was so close! What was he going to do?

Just then, another female voice called out. "Carter! There you are! Where have you been hiding? I had to beat off one of your teammates... didn't you tell them I was yours!?" Jake's head spun and he saw a cheerleader approaching. It was Dawn, a sassy black cheerleader that was Carter's on again and off again girlfriend. The big linebacker stopped in his tracks and looked strangely cowed as the girl bore down on him, a scowl on her face. "I hope you weren't thinking of trying to get another girl? Were you?!"

"Naw baby, I... I was looking for you!" he replied weakly. Jake gave another mocking wave and sprinted away as Carter glanced at him dejectedly. Jake's last vision was Dawn grabbing Carter's jersey and pulling him down onto the ground on top of her.

Jake breathed a deep sigh of relief as he approached the bushes by the corner of the library. He was expecting Ellie to be looking out for him or something, but there was no movement at all. Worried, he pushed through and back to the little hidden clearing behind where she was supposed to have brought Elise to wait for him.

"Ellie? Ellie?" he asked. For a second, his vision was just leaves and darkness, then suddenly he was through and his eyes became as wide as saucers at the sight before him. Elise was lying on the grass, her legs spread wide and her little skirt lifted up to expose her bare sex. That alone would have been enough to make Jake instantly hard. But, to make the scene even more erotic, Ellie was crouched before the taller girl with her face buried in Elise's dripping folds. The sight of the busty blonde cheerleader's pink tongue lapping away at the moaning and writhing English tutor, who Jake had thought was not bi-sexual in real life but seemed to enjoy it here, was mind blowing. As if in invitation, Ellie's heart shaped ass was wiggling in front of him, her skirt riding up high and exposing her pink and shaved slit.

"Oh god... you did it!" Jake said striding up behind her. He didn't want to waste any time and was already pulling down his pants to expose his rapidly hardening cock. Kneeling behind Ellie, he placed the tip at her sodden entrance and started to push into her, feeling his cock harden and get longer as it started to spear into her hot and wet passage. "Oh yes.. Ellie... you fucking did it!"

Thinking about what was happening right this second was starting to give Elise a little panic attack. She wasn’t gay! And she wasn’t really bisexual either; yeah, she wrote FxF erotica, but she didn’t go around sleeping with women in real life. Just because she wrote those things didn’t mean she actually felt them; she also wrote FxM from the male perspective, but didn’t think of herself as remotely trans-gendered at all! But Ellie’s tongue work was starting to scare her. It had that sort of weird, fuzzy, dream-like feeling to it. So much so that she was terrified that only one lick of the girl’s expert tongue would make her orgasm right on the spot in real life.

Perhaps the pleasant, warm fuzziness of an otherwise very realistic dream was what was making Elise hold out for as long as she was. Or maybe it was the fact that they were having sex outside and it was a little chilly. As amazing as Ellie’s tongue felt as it licked and swirled around her pink folds, every time a gust of cool autumn air rolled over them, Elise shivered and had her orgasm pushed back out of reach again. Was she not allowed to cum until Jake took her? Was that how this worked? Even though she hadn’t read the ending of his story, she knew that that was what was going to happen.

Silly Jake and his use of foreshadowing in such a way that hit the reader over the head with what was coming next, rather than alluding to it.

Ellie –loved- eating girls out. Their delicate flavor and light musk was so much better than the overpowering taste of male cum. But she really did love to get pounded by a guy and liked being wrapped in a pair of nice strong arms; that kind of stuff just didn’t happen when she was with girls. So the busty blonde swung both ways, just so that all of her sexual likes could be covered. And it was a good thing she did! Because now she was getting to do her two favorite things: hungrily lick a very delicious pussy and get her own hot and slick slit get pounded by a throbbing cock. The smaller blonde moaned as she felt Jake’s throbbing member ease inside of her; her slick heat clenching around him, coaxing him to full hardness inside of her.

“Mmm Jake come on…nice and hard…you know how I like it.” Ellie purred sweetly. She allowed herself to bounce backwards on Jake’s shaft a couple of times and let out a series of soft moans before she dipped her head back down, continuing her work on Elise. Geeze! This girl was –really- hard to make cum! Ellie ate girls out all the time and they usually never lasted this long.

‘You know how I like it.’?!?!?!?!?!? The words echoed around in Elise’s head. She was stuck in some depraved, macho fantasy concocted by Jake where two women who he had fucked before were going to be trapped here to service him over an entire weekened?! Jealously and indignation flared up in the pit of Elise’s stomach and she tried to pull away from Ellie. Like hell she was going to be part of his screwed up fantasy and get dragged down to the same level of some slut Jake fooled around with on a regular basis! Elise had just a little more pride than that!

“Let me go!” Elise growled when Ellie didn’t release her despite all her squirming. “OW!” The blonde hissed, her hips involuntarily bucking when Ellie bit her protesting meal’s inner thigh in an attempt to get Elise to shut up and sit still. I don’t believe she bit me!!! …that felt kinda good… Wait, what?! NO! Stupid Jake and his stupid porn!

“Jake! I swear I’m going to get you for this.” The blonde growled, propping herself up onto her elbows so that she could look over Ellie’s heart shaped ass and glare up at the quarterback.

Jake groaned as he felt his cock swell to full thickness inside Ellie's hot passage. The buxom blonde head cheerleader was not bi-sexual in real life and was actually even a little bit of a prude that tended to be strictly monogamous, so getting to fuck her and see her devour Elise's pussy in this highly realistic dream was pretty mind blowing! In fact, this was way better than any porn he'd ever watched!

Flipping Ellie's cheerleader skirt up her back, Jake slapped one of her firm and toned ass cheeks hard, leaving a nice red hand shaped mark on the creamy flesh. Cheerleaders had the best asses, so tight and strong from all their work outs! Those kicks and flips and whatever else they did. Damn, Jake reminded himself to resume plundering the cheerleading team again. He'd gotten bored of that cliche and readily available source of sex in the last year and there were a number of new hotties to be explored. And he'd never so much as kissed Ellie in real life. She was proving to be quite the hot fuck, although granted this was technically his perverted fantasy!

Elie's lusty cries to fuck her harder set Jake off and he reached down to push her top up over her large breasts, which swung heavily as he shook her sculpted body hard with every thrust of his aching rod. Not holding back, Jake put all the muscle in his 200 pound frame into driving his hips into the begging blonde, filling the air with wet thwacks as he speared his cock into her dripping hole over and over again. Poor Ellie's cries of encouragement were turned into a staccato series of moans as he drove her licking face into Elise's crotch with ever stroke, muzzling her with the tall English tutor's dripping folds.

Speaking of Elise, Jake noticed in a lust induced haze that she seemed to be struggling a bit too much instead of writhing in pleasure like she had earlier. Was she yelling for Ellie to let her go? And did Ellie just bite her inner thigh to warn her to settle down? It was a little odd that she wasn't complying with his fantasy and acting up, but then again she had sort of been out of character in Jake's dreams last night.

Then her head popped up and Jake paused his fucking mid-stroke at the sight of her angry glare! Her words made him do a double-take... get him back? This was all just a dream right?! His hand reached up and rubbed his shirt, feeling the scratched skin underneath. Or was it?

"Come on Jake! Fuck me HARDER! HARDER!" begged Ellie, glancing back at him with her face smeared in Elise's glistening juices. She looked annoyed and bounced back against his cock, fucking herself against him with her own power in an attempt to coax him back into action.

"W-wait.. wait..." said Jake, sliding out of her sweet channel with a groan of regret. "I-i... should claim Elise too, right? To make sure we get her all to ourselves all weekend?"

"But I need your big cock baby! I need you to fuck me so badly! Make me cum now! We'll both be your little slut puppies all weekend!" Ellie pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes as she begged him to keep fucking her. Wow, that was pretty hot to hear. Damn, when you write your own smut it is definitely tuned to turn you on! But, Jake shook his head to clear it. Elise's reaction was bothering him and he waddled around Ellie on his knees with his cock bouncing to push the blonde out of pole position between Elise's legs.

"What did you say, baby... you want me to fuck you first instead of Ellie? Are you both fighting over my cock, like little slut puppies? What about it, Elise, you think you can handle this big a cock?" Jake asked Elise with a cocky grin, wondering where the words came from as they slipped out his mouth with no conscious thought. Slut puppies? Did he even use that word in his story!? Was that even a turn on as a word to him?

The tall tutor was sprawled before him, her legs splayed wide and her swollen slit spread and dripping, just inviting him to slide into her. Ellie scurried around to lift Elise's shirt and expose her full breasts like some sort of helpful porn assistant. Even flattened by her being on her back, they were surprisingly large and Jake reminded himself yet again to explore that anatomical detail in real life as soon as possible. Ellie lowered her mouth to one of Elise's mounds and started teasing it with long laps of her pink tongue as she eagerly looked at Jake, apparently eager to see him claim the ready girl.

But, Jake furrowed his brow and looked at Elise questioningly. The glare she was giving him was decidedly out of place for this dream setting.

Slut puppies? Elise tried her best to not burst out into a fit of giggles at the ridiculous dialogue. She was definitely going to have to talk to Jake about this later. Was he trying to write a crack fic or some real smut here?

“Hey! What the hell are you-?!” Son a bitch! So distracted by the football player’s lines, Elise didn’t have any time to recover and stop Ellie from yanking up her shirt. And now the lithe blonde’s breasts were entirely bared. She growled at Ellie a little bit for exposing them, training her glare from Jake onto the cheerleader, who seemed unphased by Elise’s hardened brown eyes. Dam you, you ditzy suck up porno assistant! Elise had always thought her breasts were too large and preferred to hide the fleshy mounds when at all possible, even during sex…her body was made for running, not for toting around annoying C-cupped breasts on a narrow waist-ed form! But a couple of licks and sucks to puffy, aching nipples made her quiet down and start to enjoy the scene again; a little trickle of juices running down from her pink pussy and onto the grass as she grew even wetter.

“Mmm yeah Jake…fuck me with your big cock. I’m such a needy little slut puppy today.” What the fuck?! Elise glared up at him once the words had tumbled out of her mouth in an over the top, higher-pitched tone that one might hear in a really bad porno. Oh…she was going to get him for this. “You are in so much trouble during our next tutoring session!” The blonde hissed as she fought for control of her own mind. This was infuriating! How dare he put words into her mouth!!!

And how dare he make Ellie so good at licking things! A soft whimper snuck it’s way out of Elise’s throat as the other blonde flicked her tongue expertly over the very sensitive tip of a pert nipple. A soft bite to the base of the puckered nub had Elise writhing in the grass despite her best attempts to protest what was happening to her. Struggling with this lusty haze that was clouding her judgment was actually starting to give her a headache. And having Ellie lick and suck at her nipples so eagerly only served to make matters worse. It was so hard to focus…and now her pussy was throbbing, aching with need now that it was totally neglected.

Just…enjoy it…it’s just a dream…it’s all in your head. Who cares?

Was it –just- a dream? Really? Because Ellie’s bite to her thigh –still- was aching in pain. Weren’t people supposed to wake up from dreams if something hurt them?

Though this really bad porn dialogue was rather painful and hurting her as well. Heh…’slut puppies’. Okay, well…if she had to go through a dream in Jake’s stupid porno land, she was going to write her own lines.

“Please Jake…I need your cock.” Elise attempted to fully embrace the dream, which immediately made the pounding in her frontal lobe ago away. She arched her hips a bit, just enough so that her dripping wet pussy pressed against the head of Jake’s throbbing rod. She needed something…just a little push to find that extra-depraved part of her that balanced between steaming hot dirty-talk and over the top nonsense. So with a little more straining and a swish of her hips, she managed to buck just enough to get the tip of his member to nuzzle against her throbbing, needy clit, sending a spike of electric pleasure up her spine and straight to her brain. “Mmmph! Oh God…Jake…please. Fuck my needy little cunt. Fill me up with your cum, claim me with it, make me yours. I want to be your little slut to fuck however you want all weekend!”

Elise was panting, those big brown doe-eyes glazed over with lust. God, she couldn’t take it anymore. If Jake wasn’t going to fuck her right now, she needed something! Just a little touch to take the edge off. And so she reached down, grazing her fingertips down the flat plane of her stomach, teasing herself as much as she teased the football star’s eyes. Slender digits danced over her mound before finally tracing over her engorged clit. Just that light touch was enough to make another batch of wetness drip down her pelvis. “Please Jake, please. I’ll be a good girl for you all weekend if you just fuck me right now!”

Jake found himself hesitating despite the delicious opening splayed wide before his throbbing cock. Every fiber in his body was urging him to fuck his sexy, half-naked tutor. His cock throbbed as Elise squirmed slightly under Ellie's suckling mouth. The brunette cheerleader flashed her eyes at Jake to urge him to thrust into Elise as she teased a nipple with a playful tug of her teeth. The sight of the two of them and the fantasy of continuing this dream weekend with both girls at his beck and call, willing to service his every sexual desire, well how could he not just fuck her and get on with the fun? This was just a stupid sex dream, right?

But, although Elise seemed to be getting into it now, cooing to him to fuck her, begging for his cock, calling herself a slut puppy, there were flashes of annoyance still in her eyes. They shifted from lust glazed entreaties to fuck her hard to darting, accusative glares that vanished as suddenly as they appeared. Did she just hiss at him that he was in trouble?! It was as if the brunette was fighting against his fantasy and not cooperating. A little kernel of doubt remained in the back of Jake's brain as he remembered the dream he had the prior night, when he felt like he'd been trapped in Elise's fantasy. How he'd fought futilely against acting out the perverted character she'd written for him. Could she be feeling something similar?!

As Jake wrestled with his doubts, something seemed to shift and Elise relaxed completely, her face sliding into a seductive pout as she begged him to fuck her with renewed ardor. Perhaps it was Ellie's talented tongue wearing down any remaining resistance, but Elise seemed to genuinely want him to fuck her now! Jake couldn't help but groan at the electric shock he felt when her engorged clit brushed the tip of his straining member. Oh god, she was bucking her hips invitingly to coax him inside of her now...

Jake's breathing quickened and he felt his skin flush with heat as his eyes slid down Elise's supple body. They lingered briefly on her jiggling breasts with their impossibly hard nipples glistening from Ellie's saliva. Then, they drifted down her smooth and taut belly to the completely bare flesh between her spread milky thighs. Her slit was overflowing with her own arousal and the liquid remnants of Ellie's earlier tongue lashing; nectar literally oozing from her pink folds.

When Elise brought her hand down to tease the engorged nub of her clit, hips undulating seductively as she pleasured herself in anticipation of his cock, Jake gasped and knew with certainty that he was going to fuck her. There was no stopping the desire that was building in him, it was almost threatening to make his head explode. He had to bury his rod in her dripping pussy and do it right now.

"You want my big cock in your tight little cunt? You want me to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk, let alone run? You want to be my bitch all weekend?" he grunted out as he leaned forward and placed his hands by the sides of Elise's smooth flanks. "I'll make you my little slut puppy."

His cock found her needy opening like it had a mind of its own and Jake thrust into Elise's wet and hot channel with a cry of pleasure that sounded like a primal roar. No attempt to ease in, just a deep and hard thrust of his entire length into Elise' greedy hole in one motion. She was so wet and ready that her body took him in hungrily, sucking every inch of his throbbing cock inside her with a loud slurp until he was balls deep, yet still wishing he had more to give.

"OH GOD! Shit... squeeze my cock. Yes. YES! Take it all in your tight cunt!" he gasped out, head arching back and eyes rolling upwards at the pure pleasure he felt from that first deep plunge into her.

Fuck, she felt so good. Being inside her felt - so -right in this dream world. Like something he was born to do.

But he couldn't stay still, no matter how incredible she felt or how much his vision and mind seemed to spin from the pleasure running through him like liquid fire emanating from his cock. He had to fuck her and his hips were already moving like they had a mind of their own. No teasing, no easing into it, just straight into a hard, deep and fast fucking of Elise's pussy. Every stroke rocked her entire body, setting her boobs to jiggling crazily. A loud sucking and squelching sound filled the air every time his dripping wet length slid out and back into her. Their pelvises made a meaty, loud thwack with every violent union. Jake couldn't control himself as and he began to plow into his tutor with reckless abandon, spearing into her greedy opening faster and harder with every thrust. He was like a man possessed, pouring all his energy and every ounce of his muscle and strength into fucking her as hard as he possibly could.

Ellie gave up trying to suckle on Elise's bouncing breasts and instead moved to straddle the helpless brunette. Placing her knees on either side of Elise's head, she lifted her skirt and lowered her own dripping mound onto her immobilized fellow cheerleader's face.

"Here... suck on this, it'll keep you quiet while he fucks you!" Ellie ordered as she reached down tangle her fingers in Elise's blonde hair and guide the girl's face to her own folds.

Panting, sweating and consumed with lust, Jake watched in disbelief as Ellie started to grind herself down onto Elise. He felt another surge of heat rush through his body as this fantasy threesome played out before him. It was almost too much. Could he hold off just a minute more to see Elise pleasuring another girl with her mouth? The pleasure was building in his cock as he pistoned it faster still and was creating into an unstoppable wave that was threatening to overwhelm him.

Please, he begged himself, just last one minute longer... Please, don't let this ever stop.