Seducing the shy girl er.., p.1
Seducing the Shy Girl : Eromage University - Freeuse Fantasy College, page 1
Seducing the Shy Girl
Eromage University - Freeuse Fantasy College
Belle Desnuda
Copyright © 2024 Belle Desnuda
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Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Books By This Author
Chapter 1
Near the end of the first quarter, I was finally getting into a good routine. Outside of my classes, I had study groups and clubs, and I had quite a few friends among both students and faculty. With all that, both my education and my free-use quota were fulfilled.
Unfortunately, it was starting to run me ragged. I rarely returned to my cabin until late at night, even when I had early classes the next day. On the weekends, if I wasn’t doing club activities, then I was hanging out at the library or with my study group.
It wasn’t much of a surprise, then, that I fell asleep in the middle of the “History of Eromagic” lecture. Between the dry subject matter and the teacher’s hypnotic voice, I didn’t even realize I had dozed off.
By the time someone came to wake me up, it was an hour after almost everyone had left. “Hey.” The soft voice sounded so dreamy that I wasn’t sure it was real at first. “Hey. Wake up.”
“Mmm?” I opened my eyes blearily as I yawned. “What’s up?” For a moment, I didn’t even know where I was.
And then it hit me. “Oh fuck!” I groaned as I sat up. Looking around, I saw nothing but empty seats in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows. My eyes focused on my savior, a girl with long brown hair and matching hazel eyes. “How long was I out for?”
She shrugged. “Couple of hours. You looked like you needed it, though.”
I yawned and stretched. “Yeah. Tomorrow’s gonna suck though.” I smiled up at her and started to introduce myself. “Thanks. I’m-”
“I know who you are. I mean, everyone knows who you are.” She responded quickly and nervously. “I’m Anne Fiero. And. Um. You’re welcome.” With that, she turned around and returned to her seat a few rows away, the only other occupied place in the lecture hall.
I took a moment to admire her from behind, long, bare legs leading up to a simple blue skirt that trailed halfway down her thighs. On top, she wore a clean, loose white buttoned-up blouse, simple clothes for a simple girl.
It took me a few moments to realize that I recognized Anne. While I hadn’t known her name, we shared a bunch of classes. She was on the quieter side, rarely speaking up even in the smaller discussion groups. Though she was observant, she also seemed a little lonely.
Enough thinking about her, though. I had some classwork to catch up on. Sighing, I pulled a few papers out of my bag, trying to decide where to start first. I decided on "Eromagic Focus Points” and started sketching out a crude figure of a naked woman.
As I drew, I realized there was another problem. My body had apparently decided that I had just woken up for the day, and a rather impressive morning wood had risen between my legs. Usually, I would have been with someone who could have helped me with this. Today, however…
Well, wait. Wasn’t Anne right there? Even though I’d never interacted with her, she was part of the free-use contract that let me attend this school. It was the best option I had right now. I left my things at my desk as I stood and walked over.
As I came up behind her, I saw that she was working on the same subject. She’d drawn a detailed man for her model, with a face that looked unusually like mine. From this angle, I could see down her loose shirt, catching sight of luscious cleavage tipped with cute, dark nipples.
Pushing down my pants, I let my heavy, hard cock slap down across the other side of her notes. Anne started slightly, and her pen paused as she looked up at me. “Oh,” she whispered, blinking once, twice. “Is that for me?”
I made a show of looking around as I pushed my cock towards her face. My tip was drooling with lust, some of it leaking onto her parchment. “I don’t see anyone else it could be for,” I teased.
Her face flushed red as she clutched her pen tightly. “Really? You’re okay with me?”
The sensation of her breath against my cock made me shiver. “If you’re okay with me.” I flexed my cock to tap it against her nose.
“Okay. Don’t expect too much, though. I’m not as good as the others.” With that, she moved her mouth closer to my cock even as she focused her gaze back on her homework.
Despite her shy, self-deprecating words, Anne started sucking me off passionately. Her lips wrapped around the tip of my cock and her tongue quickly flicked over my tip, making me gasp. Though she appeared focused on her schoolwork, she began to push her lips further down, quickly guiding my cock to the back of her throat.
Once she met resistance, Anne pulled back, her tongue sliding over the bottom of the cock and making me groan. My toes curled as her mouth dragged over my length, her lips brushing warmly over my tip, slurping up the sexy, wet mess dribbling out.
My cock bounced out, twitching in front of her face. Before I could get used to the cool air, Anne opened wide to swallow me down again. I groaned as her warm lips pushed down towards my base again, sending a heated pulse of pleasure up my spine.
This time, when I reached the back of her throat, Anne didn’t move away. She paused for a moment, adjusted herself, then pushed down further. I gasped as her lips moved down towards the base of my cock, making my toes curl with pleasure. My left hand slid into her hair while my right held onto the edge of the desk. My cock throbbed in her mouth, already close to finishing.
I wasn’t just going to let her toy with me though. Anne needed to be taught a lesson, and that lesson was that she was a lot better at blowjobs than she thought. As she slowly added another line to her drawing, brown eyes focused on her notes, I tightened my grip on her hair and planted my feet on the ground.
With my cock already in her throat, it didn’t take much effort for me to shove my hips forward, pressing my waist into her face. I grunted in harsh pleasure as her lips touched down against the base of my cock, drooling over my shaft and balls.
I held her down for a few moments, a shiver of pleasure running up my spine. I could feel her throat flex around me as she swallowed, her nose puffing hot air against my skin. She was still pretending to look at her classwork, but her quill was no longer moving quite as quickly.
I pulled my hips back and dragged her face off of me at the same time, reveling in the luscious wet slurping sound that she made. I gave her a moment to breathe and recover before I slammed myself forward again, cramming my cock deep into her throat.
“GLRK.” Anne coughed, her eyes watering as her lips and throat squeezed down on me. Worried, I started to pull away. Before I could, her right hand came up to hook around my waist and drag me back down into her warm, wet mouth.
With her permission, I no longer held back. I tightened my grip in her hair as I started to fuck her face hard. My waist crashed into her lips with a wet smack, and her head would have bounced back had I not held it down against me. Anne let out another gagging, choking noise, wet spit trickling over her chin and tits, but stayed where she was, nose buried into my skin.
Another thrust, then another, each one driving me balls-deep into her helpless, yielding throat. Her hand fell off of me as I took control, dragging her cute face and tight lips back and forth over my cock. I showed her no mercy, plunging my shaft brutally down her throat as I watched her shiver in masochistic pleasure.
The chair under her shook with each powerful thrust, her tits bouncing under her from the impact. As I watched, she brought her legs together and squirmed under me in helpless pleasure. Her hands had abandoned her notes and come to rest on top of her knees, and her eyes were focused on me now, gazing up at my body with dazed, needy lust.
I rewarded Anne by facefucking her harder. It helped that I was already close to my finish, my toes curling against the ground. My abs flexed and tensed each time her face crashed down against them, tension waiting to be released.
Soon, I could no longer resist the heated desire building up in my core. “Fuck! Cumming!” I was just barely able to give Anne a warning before I felt the first heated pulse of passion traveling up through my cock.
Sensing my impending finish, Anne turned to face me fully, her brown eyes glittering with needy delight. As I pulled back, preparing for one, final thrust, her hands hooked against my hips, dragging me down into her throat with one last wet, hard slap.
My balls pressed hotly against her chin as the first thick, hot cumshot blasted down her throat. I felt her swallow, her neck massaging around me as she greedily gulped my essence down. Another quickly followed, then another, burning pulses of heated pleasure traveling up through my bare cock and filling her belly.
My thighs relaxed and my body pulled back slightly. Anne followed, her face pressing forward into me as her hands tightened on my hips. Looking down, I could see her throat work as
Finally, my cock started to soften between her lips. I started to withdraw my sensitive shaft from her mouth, and, after a slight tightening of her grip, Anne reluctantly let me pull away. She panted hard as my length fell from her lips, a few last messy jizz-strands leaking onto her white top.
Swallowing hard, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up at me. Her eyes glowed with eager lust as she bit her lower lip. “Was that good?” Anne asked softly, squirming in her seat.
Rather than respond with words, I grabbed her chin and hauled her up towards me. She stood with a soft, surprised sound that was soon muffled as I kissed her hungrily. As our mouths came together, I shoved my tongue into her mouth. Anne gasped, then shivered, her tongue submitting to mine as she slumped against me.
I broke the kiss slowly, savoring the messy strands that connected our lips as we parted. Anne stared dreamily up into my face, humming gently. “Oh. Okay,” she whispered. “Thanks.” She settled back down into her chair, giggling as she reached forward and trailed her fingers over my soft cock. “That was fun.”
“It’s not over,” I warned.
Anne looked up with surprise and eagerness. “Oh? What do you mean?” she asked, biting her lower lip as she shifted in her seat.
While I could have been happy with just blowing my load down her throat, my morning wood was a little more robust than that. Already, I could feel my lust awakening again, my cock tensing harder in front of her face. Luckily, I knew just where I wanted to put it. “You keep working on your notes,” I commanded, sitting down next to her.
Anne looked nervous but trusted me nonetheless. She picked up her quill with a shaking hand, turning back to her paper. As soon as she did, I scooted closer to her. Reaching over, I grabbed her hips and lifted them, then slid myself under her. With a soft gasp, Anne allowed me to move her, spreading her legs wider as she rested herself against my lap. Her asscheeks pressed against my thighs, warm and soft.
From there, it was easy to drag her skirt up and shove her dark, lacy underwear to the side. For someone who dressed so simply, her panties were surprisingly kinky. I felt the heat of her pussy on my cock as I pulled her back towards me.
I let out a low, shuddering moan as her pussy brushed against my cock. Though I was still half soft, Anne’s needy arousal was already starting to get me hard again, my bare cock pulsing against her pussy. Her breathing quickened as she started to hump herself back and forth over me, eagerly offering her needy snatch to my cock as she leaned over the table.
I had no idea if she was able to focus on her schoolwork or not, but I didn’t care. Between her spit and her dripping lust, she had lubed me up well to enter that tight little pussy, and I was now at full mast again, the tip of my cock drooling against her lower back.
My fingers tightened on her hips and I guided the shy, needy little slut up towards the head of my cock. Her thighs shook weakly as she felt my glistening wet tip notch against her pussy. Her quill paused once again, Anne leaning over the desk with a weak moan. “Please…” she begged.
Originally, I was going to simply ram myself inside her. After hearing her speak, though, I decided to toy with her a bit more. Reaching forward, I grabbed her by the hair, my fingers tightening in it as I dragged her head back. Leaning forward, I planted a soft kiss against her clothed shoulder as I whispered. “What do you want, my little toy?”
Desperately, she tried to shove herself down on me, but my firm grip held her back. “Please fuck me. Hard. Ruin me. Break me.”
That was even better than I had imagined. A good little slut deserved a reward, and I knew just what she wanted. With my hand in her hair, I dragged her down, finally cramming my thick cock fully into her needy wet pussy. Anne threw her head back with a scream, arching forward, her hard nipples showing through her shirt. Her legs shuddered weakly as wetness trickled down my shaft, soaking my balls.
Before she could recover from my sudden thrust, I lifted her off, only to slam her back down again with a lusty wet smack. This time, Anne completely gave up on studying, dropping her quill to the ground as she rode her ass back against me. “Unfh! Yes! Make me your bitch!”
I was more than happy to oblige. My hips smashed up roughly into hers, making her body bounce. Anne desperately tried to match my tempo, her ass clapping hotly into my lap with each body-shaking thrust.
That wasn’t enough for me, though. I leaned forward, pressing my lips into the side of her neck. Anne gasped as she felt my kiss, then cried out again as I turned it into a love nibble, her soft skin yielding to my nipping teeth.
My left hand gripped her hair harder, dragging her body against mine and trapping her against my rough pounding from below. My right hand crawled along the front of her body, then dragged her top down over her tits. She gasped as her cute, well-proportioned chest bounced out of her shirt, nipples rock hard.
Her mouth fell open as she saw my fingers go for those tight, hard pleasure nubs. “Sensitive!” she managed to warn, once, before I grabbed, pinched, and twisted.
The scream that followed was the loudest yet, a cry of sheer, shameless pleasure that echoed to the ceiling above. Unable to help herself, Anne came hard from both pain and delight, her pussy clamping down against me.
Even then, I didn’t stop. I was working my way to my next finish, each rough thrust sending new waves of pleasure through my body. I fucked Anne right through her orgasm, dragging it out, hearing her screams of delight devolve into weak, needy little whimpers.
She relaxed against me, shuddering weakly as I continued to fuck her. I pulled my mouth away, then kissed the back of her neck. “Keep going?” I asked softly, my pace slowing.
Anne responded by straightening up, pushing her breasts forward against my groping hand. Though her legs were weak, her ass bounced playfully against me. “Don’t stop until you’re satisfied. I’m your toy,” she promised in her quiet, shivering voice.
With that, I decided not to hold back any longer. I started to speed up again, my hard pounding filling the air with the sound of our rough lovemaking. The force of my thrusts lifted me off the seat and forced Anne forward, making her bend over her desk. The nipple that I wasn’t toying with brushed over the hard wooden surface, making her groan.
I had been holding her body against me but now I threw her forward onto the table, keeping my hand in her hair. Anne howled with masochistic delight yet again, leaning against the desk, her hair taut in my fingers. Gritting her teeth, she slammed her hands down against the table, fingers clawing into the wood as my thrusts rocked her back and forth.
The shy, quiet girl had been transformed into little more than a needy little bitch, and I was loving it. She was too, judging by the animalistic sounds coming from her mouth. With her tight pussy stroking me off and the sight of her ass rippling under her skirt with each balls-deep thrust, there was no way I could hold back.
As I felt my climax crash over me, I surrendered to my basest desires as well. With a rough growl, I leaned over Anne, pinning her to the table with my body, crushing her tits to the wood. Anne’s feet lifted off the ground, her toes curling as I trapped her helplessly under me.
Her soft thighs trembled against my balls as they pulsed against her. With a guttural grunt, I emptied myself into her, the first thick, hot jizzshot blasting balls-deep into her needy wet pussy. Though she had already cum on me once, Anne surrendered to orgasm yet again, her legs shuddering as she released a weak, drooling trickle of raw lust over my bare cock.
In contrast to her pathetic little peak, my thick, hot cum surged inside her powerfully, shot after shot of it painting the depths of her vulnerable body. With each fresh shot, my hips bucked forward again, grinding into her pert ass as she shook below me.
I took my time to ensure every last drop of my heated, hot seed was pumped deep inside her. As my cum spurts started to slow, I relaxed on top of her, the tension leaving my body as I enjoyed the feeling of her naked body crushed under me.
I had no idea how long we stayed like that, but by the time I started to pull away, the afternoon light had started becoming sunset. Not wanting to abandon Anne, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her back onto my lap as I sat down. Her clothes were a mess now, and I made no effort to restore her modesty.
