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Sitting in business class, I somehow got lucky enough to sit next to the most gorgeous blonde ever. She’s got skin that looks like it has been touched by the sun. Copper toned and smoother than silk. Her blue eyes are like staring into a cloudless sky on a bright sunny day. She sits there with torn-up jeans and a t-shirt without a care in the world as she bites down on her bottom of her lip, twirling her pencil between her fingers with ease. I still can’t believe she chose to sit by me last week at the start of the semester.
“Good day, class. Today, I’d like you all to choose a partner for the semester. Together, you’ll be working on building your own business,” Professor Higgins says as she brushes a long string of red hair behind her ear. “I’m quickly going to go over the project details and then I’ll let you choose your partners. I’ll put up a sign-up sheet for you and your partner to put their name on the sheet. Class will be dismissed after that and we will meet up again on Thursday for the lecture.”
“For the project, you’ll first need to figure out what your service or product is the business will be built around. Then you’ll need to decide what kind of business you’ll start. Is it a limited liability company abbreviated as an LLC? Or will you form a corporation? Or just a simple sole/partner proprietorship?’
“You’ll also need to create the 9 business documents that will be discussed in the next lecture. Then you’ll have to create a marketing plan. If possible, I’d like you to follow through with your plan, whether it’s starting social media accounts, email marketing or other forms of marketing discussed in a later lecture.”
“You’ll also need to turn in financial documents. The balance sheet, the Income Statement and the Cash Flow statement. That being said, you’ll need to provide a plan on how you will provide your service or manufacture and distribute your product. Extra credit to those who go through with their business. This project will be over 50% of your grade. Now feel free to choose your partner. Class will be over for now. Feel free to get to know your partner and go over the project. You don’t have to stay in the classroom to do this.”
“Andrew, right?” Oh my god, she knows my name!
“Yeah, and you’re Aviana, right?” She nods.
“Would you like to be partners for the class project?” she asks as she brushes a string of blonde hair out of her face.
“Uh, sure. Yeah, that sounds great,” I say. She caught me off guard. I didn’t expect the hottest girl in the class to want me as a partner. This is the best day ever.
“Great! So what do you have going next? Would you want to grab a cup of coffee and go over what we need for the project?” she asks, her blue eyes remind me of a tropical beach. So clear and so vibrant. Her lips are so luscious. So thick.
“Yeah, sure. I’m free.”
She smiles at me. “Great. Let’s head to the cafe on the 5th floor.” She grabs my hand and we head out. I can’t believe we’re holding hands.
“So, what do you think of the campus so far? This is your first semester here, right?” she asks.
“Uh… Yeah. It’s nice. Much different than the other ones I toured,” I say.
“I know. It’s so big. Did you know there are 120 floors? It’s just shorter than the tallest building. Plus there are 3 other buildings just as tall right next to each other, all connected,” she says.
“Yeah, I can’t imagine how they keep it standing up straight,” I say.
“It’s crazy to think about, isn’t it? So, other than the campus, are you enjoying your time here?” she asks.
“Yeah, totally. Although I haven’t gotten the chance to meet very many people yet. Other than my roommates, of course.”
“Well, lucky for you, you’re in the same class as me. I think you and I are going to be really good friends,” she says.
“I’d like that,” I smile.
“So, I’ve got to ask, do you have a girlfriend?” she says.
“No. Not at the moment,” I say.
“Perfect! I mean, that’s too bad. You seem like a really nice guy. I’m single myself,” she smiles. I can’t imagine how someone like her is single. She’s probably the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen. Perfect smooth sun-kissed skin. A pair of legs to die for. And an ass like a peach. Especially in those jeans, she has on. “Just curious, why is it that a handsome guy like yourself is single? I’m surprised someone hasn’t snatched you up already. You’re not gay are you?”
“No… I’ve just been busy, I guess. I mean, I had a girlfriend in high school, but we broke up after we decided to go to different colleges,” I say.
“Aw, that’s too bad… for her,” she says with a smirk.
We end up at the cafe and place an order at the counter. “I’ll take a Chai Latte, please,” she says.
“I’ll do the same, please,” I say. I go to reach for my wallet.
“Don’t bother, I’ve got it,” she smiles.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Yes, of course. I’m the one who asked you out. I should be the one to pay,” she smiles. She grabs out a $100 from her pocket and hands it to the cashier. Damn.
After she gets her change and we get our drinks, we grab a table.
“So what classes do you have tomorrow?” she asks, as she tosses her hair over her shoulder.
“Just your basics… I’ve got a calc class with Professor Edwards. And a web design class.”
“Have you tackled Professor Edwards challenge problem outside her office yet?” she asks.
“No, probably not even going to try,” I say.
“Why not? You seem really smart.”
“Sadly, math isn’t my strong suit,” I say.
“You’re taking Calculus as a freshman. That’s pretty impressive.”
“That’s because I had a teacher who tutored me back in high school,” I say.
“More power to you, I guess. Anyway, I heard last year this freshman got it the first week of class and it was one of the hardest problems put on the board. He was like a janitor or something.”
“Sounds like Good Will Hunting,” I say.
She raises an eyebrow. “Huh?”
“You know, that old movie with Matt Damon. He’s like a genius who solves a math problem no one can solve,” I say.
“Never heard of it,” she says.
“Oh, You should check it out.” I take a sip of my drink as our eyes connect. “So, my roommate has a theory about Professor Edwards.”
“Yeah? And what is that?”
“He seems to think that she’s really Nova,” I say.
She snorts out a laugh. “And on what basis is he forming this theory?”
“Oh there is none, he just smokes way too much weed,” I laugh.
“Who knows, maybe she is. Have you ever seen Professor Edwards and Nova at the same time?”
I pause to think about that for a second. “You know? I don’t think I have.”
She tilts her head and raises an eyebrow. “Maybe there’s some basis for his theory after all.”
“Right…” I shrug.
“So, do you have any classes on Friday?” she asks me.
“Nope. That was my goal for this semester. To have a three day weekend,” I say.
“Me too! Cheers to three day weekends!” She holds her cup up.
I tap mine against hers. “I’ll cheers to that.”
“So, got any ideas for a business?” I ask.
“Maybe,” she smiles. “I was thinking we could make an adult media company.”
I nearly spit out my drink. “A what?”
She laughs. “I’m just kidding, but damn the look on your face is priceless.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, somehow I don’t think that would fly with the professor.”
“I don’t know, she definitely has an ass for it. Maybe she can be our main star. You wouldn’t mind being the one to ask her, would you?”
I nearly snort out loud. “Sure thing.”
“I can be the other star of the show. I wouldn’t mind discovering if the carpet matches the drapes,’ she gives me a wink.
“Wait. Are you a lesbian?” I ask.
“Nope. Bisexual actually,” she smiles. My jaw just hit the floor. “Do you need a crank to help get your jaw back in place?”
“I’m sorry,” I say.
“Don’t be. It doesn’t bother you, does it?” she asks.
I quickly shake my head no. “No, not at all.”
“Good.
“You really tell it like it is, don’t you?” I ask.
“Is there any other way to tell it?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
“I guess not,” I smile.
She circles the rim of her cup with her finger. “So… do you have any Thursday night?”
“Nope. Probably just going to settle up in the library and get an early start on the work. How about you?”
“Well, I usually have a private poker game every Thursday night. You’re more than welcome to come if you’d like,” she smiles. “Buy-in is $100. It’s a cash game. So you can leave whenever you want and you can continue to buy back in until the last call.”
“Holy shit. That’s a lot,” I say.
She laughs. “You’re adorable. If you want, I can spot you the $100. You know how to play poker, right?”
“Yeah, I know how to play. You don’t have to spot me. I can manage the $100.”
“Good, then I’ll see you tonight. I’ve got to get going,” she smiles, then she catches me off guard as she lays a kiss on my cheek. She hands me a slip of paper. “Here’s my number. Shoot me a text and I’ll text you my address. Poker starts at 10 pm. I’ll see you in class on Thursday.”
I watch as she saunters off, my eyes glued to her ass as it sways with every step. That was… crazy. I would have never guessed a girl like her would host poker.
I head back to my dorm room. My roommate’s already there with his head buried in a book. “Hey, how’s class?”
“Not bad. I just got invited to a girls house to play poker,” I say.
“Really? I heard there was an underground poker ring or something like that going on,” Blake says. Typical stoner, always wearing a beanie even when it’s 100 degrees outside. Baggie torn up jeans and a shirt with some stupid saying on it. This time it’s Keep Calm and Hit a Bong. And full of conspiracy theories.
I can’t help but laugh. “Underground? Are you serious? It’s just a game of poker.”
“Dude, I’m totally serious. You don’t want to get involved. Trust me. If you fall in debt with them, you’ll get your knee caps busted,” he says.
Now I’m cracking up. “Have you seen the girl that runs it? She looks harmless.”
“I’m telling ya, man. It’s bad news,” he says.
“Where did you hear about all this?” I ask.
“I know things. I’ve got my sources,” he says. “All I know is that they find gullible first years like you and they rob them for all their worth. No joke, they’re professional scam artists.”
“Who’s they? I thought it was just one girl.”
“That’s not what I heard. There’s like 5 girls who run things,” he says.
“I think you’re being paranoid, man. It’s just like how you thought Nova is Professor Edwards?” I laugh.
“She is man. I know it. I’ll prove it,” he says.
“Whatever,” I sigh. “I’ve got to go to the bank.”
“Dude, you’re making a mistake,” he says.
“You won’t be saying that when I come back with a few extra few hundred dollars,” I laugh. “Besides, the girl that asked me is my lab partner. I don’t think she’d scam me if we’re going to be working with each other for the entire semester.”
“Whatever, man. I warned you.”
After I head out to the bank for some cash, I grab a bite to eat.
As Wednesday rolls around, Blake and I head to Calculus. I can’t get Aviana off my mind. I can’t believe she’s bisexual. Professor Edwards walks in wearing a really tight sleek grey business skirt, a white blouse with a jacket that matches her skirt. Her ass looks as if it wants to bust out of that skirt. Damn, her calves look as if she’s been climbing mountains. But that ass…
She has her blond hair up in a bun with a renegade strand that runs loosely down her face. She adjusts her glasses as she sets her briefcase down on the desk. “Good afternoon, everyone. I hope you’re all having a wonderful day. How about we make it just a little better with some calculus. We’ll first go over the homework. We’ll continue with derivatives, but we’re going to go over limits.”
As she continues to speak, my eyes drift down to her sizable bust. She’s showing just enough cleavage to make the imagination run rampant. I try to picture her in Nova’s outfit, but it doesn’t quite fit. Nova’s got white hair and she’s a little bigger than Professor Edwards. Blake needs to stop smoking weed.
After class ends, I finish up some homework and grab a bite to eat. It feels like it takes forever for 10 o’clock to come around. I can’t stop thinking about what Blake said. As if. He’s just being paranoid. He’s always going on about some conspiracy theory. Besides, Aviana seems like a really nice person. Definitely not a scam artist.
Oh shit, I should text her. I pull up my phone and shoot her a text. ‘Hey, it’s Andrew from class.’
It doesn’t take her long before she replies. ‘Hey, Andrew! I was beginning to think you were going to chicken out.’
‘Pffffff. You’re going to wish I chickened out.’
‘Lol, we’ll see about that. Put your money where your mouth is.’
I bite my bottom lip as I think of a witty comeback. ‘By the end of tonight, I’m going to be putting your money in my pocket.’
‘You’re funny. You’re more than welcome to try. And you’re also welcome to come over earlier if you’d like.’
‘What time should I come over?’
‘How about now?’
‘Okay, yeah. I’ll head over right now.’
‘Good, can’t wait.’
She sends me her address. It’s off-campus. I quickly make my way over. As I reach her house, it’s a lot bigger than I thought it’d be. It’s almost like a sorority or something. I knock on the door. After a minute or two, she answers, still wearing those short cutoffs and a t-shirt. “Hey, you made it! You know, it’s not too late to back out with your dignity intact.”
“Ha. Ha. I think you’re just saying that cause you’re truly scared I’m going to be taking all of your money,” I smile.
“God, if you weren’t so god damn adorable, it’d make it a lot easier to take you for all your worth,” she smiles. I hesitate for a second. She literally just used the same words Blake used. That must be just a coincidence.
“Come on in. Don’t be a stranger,” she says.
“This house is huge,” I say.
“Well of course it is. There’s like, 5 of us that live here,” she smiles. “Would you like something to drink?”
“Ah, sure,” I say. She grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen. My eyes wander around the house, taking in the wood flooring, the nice furniture and painted walls. “This place is nice.”
“We try to keep it that way,” she says as she browses through the fridge. My eyes fall on her ass as she bends over and reaches down on the bottom shelf of the fridge. Fuck me. Her ass is so perfect. It’s tight. And her legs… They’re so smooth. “How does vodka and orange juice sound?”
“Yeah, sure. Sounds good,” I spit out, tearing my eyes away as she looks up at me. When I look back there’s a devious smirk on her face.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to be so coy,” she says as she pours us both drinks.
“What? I wasn’t being coy. I…”
“Relax. You’re a boy, I get it. Now let’s go downstairs and get comfy before poker starts,” she says, grabbing my hand again. I follow her through the back and down the stairs. My jaw drops once I see her basement. It’s as if we walked into a fancy bar. They literally have a bar with a full liquor cabinet. There’s a pool table and several TVs. They even have tables like a bar would have. And of course, off in a corner is their poker table. There are already people down here. 4 girls who must be her roommates and 3 other guys. Among the girls, petite redhead, tall brunette, a thin, petite black girl and a small Asian girl. Among the guys, there’s a preppy kid with slick hair, a total jock, and a nerdy-looking kid.
“This is your place?” I think out loud.
“Yeah, isn’t it badass?” she asks.
I thoughtlessly nod with my jaw gaping wide open. I’m beginning to think there’s some merit behind Blake’s warnings. Before I can think about it further, she drags me over to a couch leaned up against the wall.
“Aviana, is this the boy you’ve been talking about? He’s cute,” A red-headed girl says with a face full of freckles.
“Isn’t he? His name is Andrew. Andrew, meet Sydney,” she says. “She’ll be dealing tonight.”
“You mean, we’re not taking turns?” I ask.
“No, baby, this is a professional place,” she smiles. “We take our poker very seriously.”
“Okay…”
“Well, everyone is here. We might as well get started,” Sydney says.
“Great,” Aviana says.
“About time,” the brunette says. She looks lean. Like she works out.
Aviana grabs my hand and leads me over to the table. “You can sit by me,” she says as she sits down and pads the seat next to her. I take my seat and she shoots me a smile.
“Alright, buy in’s $100, pay up if you want chips,” Sydney says. I fish out the $100 I got from the atm earlier and lay it down on the table along with everyone else. Sydney deals out the chips. “Games Texas Holdem. We play with a big and small blind. Big blind starts out at $5 and the small blind starts out at $1. It increases as the players decrease. The black chips are $100. The blue chips are $20. The green chips are $10. The yellow chips are $5 and the white chips are $1. Any questions?”
Since no one spoke up, she places the dealer chip in front of Aviana. Then she shuffles and offers the jock on the other side of the table a cut. Before she starts to deal, she looks at me.
Aviana leans and whispers in my ear. “You’re the small blind.”
“Oh right, sorry,” I place a $1 chip on the table. The Asian chick beside me had already placed a $5 chip out.
Sydney starts dealing the cards out. I take a look at my cards to see 8 of diamonds and 7 of hearts.
Slowly the other players start tossing out $5 chips. Aviana’s last to toss out a $5 chip. Now everyone’s looking at me. “Are you going to call?” Aviana asks.
“Right. Yes.” I throw out a $5 chip too.
“So you’re raising?” she asks.
“What? No!” I say. She grabs the $1 chip and puts it back in my pile. My face burns hot as I sink into my chair.
She only smiles. “Have you ever played poker before?”
“Of course. But it wasn’t like this. We were dealt 5 cards and we got to toss cards away,” I say.
“That’s 5 card draw, silly. This is Texas Holdem,” she says and everyone else laughs.
“Don’t worry, I’ll teach you. You see, everyone gets dealt 2 cards. Then you can bet if you think you have a really good hand, you can also fold if you think the 2 cards are crap. Next, the dealer flips over 3 cards after they discard a card. There will actually be 5 cards total the dealer will flip over which are community cards and everyone can play off of them. The first three cards are known as the flop. Once they’re flipped we can make another round of bets. Then the dealer flips over another card known as the turn. Like the flop, we can make another round of bets before the dealer turns over the last card, which is known as the river. We make one last round of bets before everyone flips over their cards. As far as what set of cards win, it’s the same rules as 5 card draw. Any questions?”
“No, I think I’m good,” I say.
“Great, I call, now flip em over,” the Asian girl sitting next to me says.
Sydney discards a card then flips over a 2 of spades, and Ace of spades and a Queen of hearts.
Now everyone’s looking at me again. “It’s your turn to bet now since I’m the dealer and you’re the small blind. Or you can just check and pass it to Sunetra.”
“I guess I’ll check,” I say.
Sunetra tosses out a $5 chip. Everyone else follows suit, tossing out $5 chips. Sydney discards another card before flipping up a Jack of spades. I look around to find everyone’s eyes on me. “I’ll check,” I spit out. Aviana giggles as she sets her hand down on my thigh, causing my body to go stiff.
Sunatra throws out another $5 chip. As it goes around the table, everyone adds $5 chips to the pot including myself. Then Sydney discards one more before flipping up a 5 of diamonds.
“Check,” I say before anyone stares my way. I feel Aviana’s hand start to rub up and down on my thigh. Our eyes connect and she winks at me. Her smile is so magnetic. Her teeth are bright white and the definition of perfection. Her touch causes my cock to stir in my pants.
Sunetra throws out another $5 chip. We all call. “Alright, ladies and gents. What do ya got?” Sydney asks.
We all show our cards. “Looks like I win this round, suckers,’ Sunetra smiles as she pulls in the chips and adds them to her pile. She had a Queen of spades and an Ace of hearts giving her a two pair no one else could beat.
“Here, let me get you another drink,” Aviana says as she grabs my cup. “Anyone else want a refill?”
“Of course,” the black girl says. “Drinks all around.”
I watch mesmerized at the sway of Aviana’s perfect bubble butt wrapped tightly her torn up cutoff jeans that a can barely hold all of that ass as she walks up to get us all drinks. Meanwhile, Sydney starts shuffling the cards and offers me a cut. I split the deck in half before she starts dealing em out.
Aviana joins me back at the table after she fills up everyone’s cup. “We should make the game a little more fun. How about losers have to drink after each hand,” she says with a wide smile.
“I’m game for that,” the jock with perfect blonde hair says.
“Oh… Okay,” the nerd mumbles, fixing his glasses.
The preppy kid only shrugs.
Sunetra puts out a $1 chip and the nerd tosses out a $5 chip. I take a look at my cards. A 9 of clubs and an 8 of spades. When it gets to my turn, I call.
After Sunetra and the nerd both call, Sydney flips the flop. A 10 of hearts, a 7 of clubs and a jack of clubs. Holy shit… I got a straight. Fuck I have to play it cool. Don’t do anything too rash.
Sunetra bets $10 right from the get-go. The nerd folds along with the black girl, the preppy kid the brunette. The Jock calls. Aviana folds. I call.
A 2 of spades gets turned up. Sunetra once again bets $10. The jock folds, but I call. I couldn’t possibly lose with this hand.
Next, the 5 of spades gets flipped. Sunetra goes all in. Shit. What could she possibly have that could beat me? I look at the cards flipped over and then back at my hand. Fuck it. I call.
“Alright, let’s see what you’ve got,” Sydney says.
Sunetra flips over an 8 of clubs and a 9 of spades. Shit, she’s got a straight to. I turn over my cards.
“Looks like you two split,” Sydney says. She divides the pot and we split it among the two of us.
“Good hand,” Aviana says as her hand returns to my thigh.
“Uh, thanks,” I smile awkwardly.
“Alright, drink up losers,” Sunetra says.
Aviana and the rest take a drink from their cups as her hand slides up my leg making me sit up straight.
“Come on, you call that a drink?” the brunette says to the jock. “My grandmother could out drink you.”
“Oh yeah? Bring it on!” He says as he slams his cup. The brunette gives a wicked smile to the rest of us. An uneasy feeling washes over me.
“Natasha, you’re too much,” Aviana laughs.
She gets up and grabs his empty cup as Sydney shuffles the deck. “Let me get you a refill. Anyone else needs another drink?” Natasha asks.
After no one answers, she saunters over and fills up his cup. She’s got an amazing ass too. Damn. She’s fit. I can see the muscle definition in her back as her t-shirt tightly covers her rock hard body.
Sydney once again offers me a cut before she starts dealing. Aviana’s hand slides on top of my stiff dick nearly making me jump out of my seat. She laughs as she brings her lips up to my ear. “I’ll be honest, I only asked you to come because I wanted to fuck you,” she whispers as she grabs ahold of my cock.
My eyes go wide as my jaw drops to the floor. What am I supposed to say to that? She lets go of my dick and grabs ahold of her cup. “Want to cheers to that?”
I silently nod as I tap my cup up to hers and take a big drink out of it.
As Sydney finishes dealing out the cards, I find a Jack and a 4 of spades sitting in my hand. Everyone antes up and I toss in my chips. Sydney flips over a Jack of diamonds, a 9 of hearts and a Jack of Hearts. Holy shit! A three of a kind. It’ll be hard to beat that. Everyone checks as it reaches me. My heart races as I look at my hand and then back at the flop just to make sure I am seeing it right. What should I do? Should I bet right from the get-go? Or should I play it cool? Fuck…
I toss in $10’s worth of chips. Sunetra folds. The nerd calls. The pretty ebony girl folds. The preppy kid calls, but Natasha folds. The douchy jock calls and so does Aviana. Could one of them have a hand that could beat mine? I don’t see how they could beat my hand unless they have a full boat.
Sydney flips a King of hearts. Oh shit. Now someone could have a flush. I better play it cool. Fuck, my hands are all sweaty. The Jock throws in a $10 chip. He has to have something. “Maxy, let me see what you’ve got,” Natasha says as she looks at his cards. She nods approvingly. Fuck… that’s not good. Aviana folds. What should I do? I’ve got three of a kind. I can’t fold on this.
Everyone else folds and it’s just me and Maxy. Aviana puts her hand on my thigh and glances at my cards. She smiles at me.
Sydney deals a 7 of hearts. Max bets $30. I start sweating. Should I call his bet? I look over at Aviana and she nods. I swallow down my nerves and throw out $30s in chips. Max flips over his cards, revealing a Queen of clubs and an 8 of spades. Fuck me. He’s got a straight. Damn my luck. I toss my cards into the pile. “Fuck yeah! That’s right. One step closer to taking all your money,” Max says.
“That sucks. I would’ve done the same thing,” Aviana says, rubbing my thigh. “Here, let me get you another drink.’
I drown my cup and she walks over to the bar. My eyes lock onto that thick butt of hers. Damn, she wants to fuck me. I don’t think there is anything I wouldn’t do to get into bed with her. At least if I lose, the night won’t be a total loss.
Sydney shuffles and deals out the next hand as the other girls go up for more drinks as well. Aviana practically skips back over as her breasts bounce up and down in her shirt. She is literally the girl of my dreams and she wants to have sex with me out of everyone. I can’t screw this up. She sits back down and hands me my drink. I smile as I take a sip. Wow, it’s super strong. Burns the throat. I try to play it off and take another sip.
Her hand returns back to my thigh and gives it a squeeze as she smiles at me. Sydney deals out the cards. By now I’m feeling more than a bit buzzed. I look at my cards to see a 4 of spades and a king of clubs. And of course, the asshole jock raises the ante to $10. Aviana calls. I’ve got a king. I should call. I toss in a $10 to match. Aviana’s hand slides up my thigh as Sydney flips over a Jack of hearts, a king of hearts and a 6 of diamonds. Yes! A pair of kings. This looks promising. Once again, Max throws out $10 in chips. Aviana calls and so do I. The hot black girl folds, but everyone else is in. Aviana grabs a hold of my cock in my pants causing me to stir in my seat. I look around to see if anyone else notices, but they’re all focused on the cards.
A queen of diamonds is flipped over. Max bets $30 in chips. Shit… Aviana calls without a second thought. Should I match… I only have $25 left. If I do, I’ll be going all-in on only a pair of kings. Fuck, I can’t do that. Not on just a pair. He’s probably got a straight. I fold and so does everyone else besides Sunetra and Aviana. Now it’s just the three of them. Sydney flips over a 7 of hearts. Max once again bets $30. Aviana quickly raises him by $30 more chips. Sunetra folds. Max looks at the chips and then at his hand. Then he looks at the cards and back at his hand. He looks up at Aviana. Then with a shit-eating grin, he calls.
“What do you got?” she smiles so casually.
“Trip queens! Beat that!” He says flopping down the pair of queens in his hand.
She only smirks as she lays down a 3 of hearts and a 6 of hearts giving her a flush. As cool as a winter breeze, she takes all of the chips as Max looks like he just got slapped across the face. “Looks like I won,” she says so cheerfully. She turns to me and winks at me as she puts her hand back on my leg after she tallies up her chips. She’s now holding the most chips followed closely by Sunetra.
As Sydney starts to shuffle, Aviana leans up to my ear and whispers words that make my skin burn hot. “If I win tonight, will you be my prize?”
My jaw gapes open as I nod like an idiot. She squeezes my leg with such a devilish grin. “I can’t wait to claim my prize.”
I don’t even care if I win anymore. I just want to fuck her.
I pick up my hand to find a 7 of diamonds and a jack of clubs. Everyone antes and I raise $10. I don’t know why I just did that… Aviana gives me a smirk. Sunetra folds, but everyone else calls. An ace of spades, a jack of hearts, and a queen of spades is flipped over. A few, now I’ve got a pair of jacks.
Everyone checks as it comes to me. I go all in, putting my last $15 worth of chips in the pot. Everyone else calls besides Aviana who folds. A 4 of hearts is shown. Shit, not what I was hoping for. The nerd goes all-in with $15 more chips. The hot black girl calls. The preppy kid goes all in matching the nerd. Max folds for once. A 7 of hearts gets dealt. Yes! 2 pair. At least that’s better than nothing.
Natasha goes all-in with, adding $15 more chips to the pot. The sexy black girl only smiles and calls her bet. We all flip our cards only to hear a stream of sighs and gasps as the hot black girl grabs the pot, surpassing Sunetra for second place.
“Damn, Latavia. I thought I could pull one over you,” Natasha says.
“Uh. Uh. Uuuh. Not this girl. I’m playing for keeps,” Latavia laughs as she counts her chips.
“You suckers going to buy back in?” Sydney asks.
“Shit… I guess so,” Mr. prep says, throwing down another $100 on the table.
“I don’t know. I wasn’t planning on spending more than $100,” The nerd says.
“Oh come on, baby. Please… Do it for me? I promise I’ll make it worth your while after we finish the game,” Sunetra says. The nerd sighs pulls out $100 and throws it on the table.
Aviana looks at me. “Please tell me you’re buying back in. It won’t be fun without you.”
“I only brought enough for one buy-in,” I sigh.
“Don’t worry, I’ll cover you. Sydney deals him in,” she says, winking at me.
“I shouldn’t,” I say.
“Don’t worry about it. We’ll figure something out,” she smiles. She then leans in and brings her lips up to my ears. “You can pay me back tonight in my room.”
My heart tries to break out of my chest, it’s thumping so loud. Speechless, I can only nod. She holds up her cup and I cheer to her. As I gulp it down she holds the bottom of it, forcing me to down the rest. “Who’s up for another round of drinks?” she says. “I know Andrew is.”
“How about a blunt break?” Natasha asks.
“Fuck yeah!” Latasha says.
“Shit, I’m down,” Max says.
“I.. I uh. I’ve never smoked weed before,” the nerd says.
“Don’t worry Sebastian, it’ll feel so good,” Sunetra says. “Just give it a try.”
Natasha gets up and strolls over to the bar and grabs a small wooden box. She pulls out an already wrapped blunt from it. She sparks it up with a torch.
She puffs, puffs and then passes it to Max. He takes a puff and then hands it over to Sydney. She doesn’t hit before handing it over to Aviana. “You’re not going to hit the blunt?” Max asks.
“Someone’s got to stay sober and make sure no one fucks this game up,” she says.
Aviana takes a big puff before handing me the blunt as Sydney starts shuffling the cards. I look at the blunt and then at Aviana, she blows out a smoke ring at me. I shrug and take a puff. As soon as the smoke hits my lungs, I’m coughing up a storm. I feel like I just breathed in fire. I quickly hand the blunt over to Sunetra who hits it like a boss and lets the smoke seethe out of her mouth and into her nose.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never smoked weed before?” Aviana asks.
“I have. I just don’t do it often,” I say. “My roommate is a huge stoner.”
Sydney starts dealing out the cards. At this point, I’m pretty blitzed. I pick up my cards and see a 4 with shovels on it and 2 of diamonds. As the antes are put in, I throw in $5. Sunetra passes the blunt to the nerd. “I think I’ll pass,” he says.
“Oh come on Sebastian, don’t wuss out,” Sunetra says.
He looks at her and then at the blunt. He lets out a sigh and then takes a hit. He struggles as his eyes go wide. He lets out a series of coughs louder than mine as he quickly passes it to Latavia. Sunetra just smirks.
She doesn’t hesitate and hits it like a champ. She lets a big mushroom cloud of smoke out before sucking it back in. The preppy kid tries to act all cool and hits it as if he’s been smoking weed all his life. And then he starts coughing as if he’s about to hack up a lung.
Sebastian raises the ante throwing in an extra $5 chip.
I fold before it’s even my turn. I have no idea what’s even going on. My head’s feeling pretty light. Everyone else calls, but Latavia.
Sydney flips up an 8 with clovers all on it. A king of diamonds and a queen with a heart. Sunetra checks. Sebastian throws in $15. Mr. prep calls, but Natasha folds as she hits the blunt. Max and Aviana call.
She squeezes my leg as she gives me a wink. I’m mesmerized by her lips. They’re so luscious. Like two rose pedals. Her hand runs up to my crotch and she gives my cock a squeeze. It’s hard and ready for her. I only smile. She slowly starts to stroke it through my pants. “Aviana, are you going to call?”
She looks at the chips and throws at $20. Then she leans up and presses her lips against my ear. “I want you so bad.”
Her hand slips down my pants as she bites on my ear. “Aviana… Get with it. It’s your turn. Sebastian went all in. Are you going to call? Or are you going to let him take the pot,” Sydney says with a look of frustration. She shifts her gaze to the pot and then back to her.
“Fuck it, I’m going all in,” she says, pushing her all her chips in.
“That’s not really necessary, but okay,” Sydney says. “Now flip your cards.”
Sebastian turns over two queens. I look down at the community cards to see a 7 of shovels and a 4 of diamonds flipped last. He’s got trip queens. Shit. I hope she can beat that. Aviana’s not even paying attention. She tosses her cards at the table revealing a 6 with clovers and a 5 with clovers. Shit, she has a straight. She nonchalantly collects her chips like it ain’t no big deal. Sebastian looks at the cards in disbelief. He blinks over and over again as if this was all just one big dream he could wake up from.
“I… I thought I had that. Oh shit. That was my food money for the week. What… What am I going to do?” he asks.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take good care of you,” Sunetra says. “Why don’t you go over and sit on the couch and let the adults finish their game.”
He looks as if he’s going to cry as he gets up. She slaps him on the ass, nearly making him trip over his feet as he crashes on the couch.
“Well, we lost one. That means the ante’s have been raised. Small blind is $5 and the big blind is now $10,” Sydney says. She starts shuffling the cards and deals them out. I kind of feel bad for the kid. $100 is a lot of money in college, and he just lost $200.
I look at my cards… A 4 of shovels and a 2 of gems. I ante up as it comes to me. A 2 of hearts, a 4 of clovers and an 8 of gems gets played. I throw in a $5 chip after everyone else checks. 2 pair has to be the best hand right now. Latavia, Natasha, and Aviana all fold. A 5 of spades gets flipped. We all check.
Then a 4 of diamonds turns up. Holy shit… Is that… Do I have a full boat? Aviana looks over my shoulder at my cards. “Baby, go all in,” she whispers in my ear. I look at her. And she nods.
“I’m going all in,” I say, pushing my chips out.
“Fuck it… Might as well. I haven’t seen as good of a hand as this,” the preppy kid says as he goes all in. “He flips his cards over, revealing 3 of a kind with 4s. Can you beat that?”
“Shit, I can beat that,” Max says as he flips up a straight.
“Yeah, but you’ve only got $10 in chips. So you can have your $30,” Dr. cool says.
“Not so fast,” Aviana says. She takes my cards and lays them on the table. “He’s got a full boat. Read them and weep bitches.”
“What? No way. You’re kidding,” he says. “Fuck me… I guess I’m out.”
“Yeah, I’m done too,” Max says.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Collect your chips,” she says, kissing me on the cheek.
I pull the pot over to me. This has been my biggest win yet. “Let’s cheer to that, baby,” Aviana says as she holds out her cup. I tap it with mine and take a swig. Once again, she holds the bottom of my cup, making me drink the rest of it.
“Well, I’m cashing out,” Sunetra says.
“Me too,” Natasha says.
Sunetra saunters over the find Sebastian on the couch. “Come on baby, let’s head up to my room.”
She pulls him up and wraps her hand around his waist, leading him upstairs.
“Come. On sexy. You can sleep in my bed tonight,” Natasha says to Max.
“Okay!” he says, following her upstairs.
“Yeah, it’s getting late,” Latavia says. “Hey, Patrick. Let’s head up to my room.”
“Let’s do one more hand,” Aviana says, squeezing my thigh.
“Okay…” I say. At this point, the room is kind of spinning.
Sydney sighs and starts dealing the cards between the two of us. I pick up my cards. Somehow there’s 4 of them. Two 9 of clovers and two 9 of hearts. How can that be?
“Babe, you’ve got to ante up,” Aviana says as she throws several chips in the center of the table. I throw out a couple of chips.
A bunch of cards gets flipped… There’s a 9 in there. I’ve got lots of 9s. I push all my chips on the table. “I’mm… I”m gooing alll in.”
A wicked grin falls on Aviana’s face as she calls me. Sydney flips the cards. I set my cards on the table. “Seee? I’ve got five 9s!”
Both of them laugh. “No, honey, you’ve only got three,” Aviana says. “And you lost. I’ve got a straight babe. But nice try.”
She collects the pot.
“No fair! I want a rematch,” I say.
“But you don’t have any money, babe,” she says.
“Can I borrow some more?” I ask.
“Sure,” she says. “Sydney, deal him in another $100.”
“Okay…” she says.
She gives me another stack of chips and starts dealing again.
I look at my cards… a jack and a four. I throw a bunch of chips on the table and she matches me.
Three 4s and a 7 get flipped up. My eyes light up with delight. There’s no way I’m going to lose this one. I’ve got a lot of 4s. So many 4s. I push all my chips on the table. “Babe, are you sure you want to do that?” Aviana asks.
I nod. “I’sh… Ish going all in…”
She just smiles as she calls my bet. Sydney deals out the rest of the cards.
“I’ve got… I’ve got lots of 4s. That means I win,” I announce.
Once again the girls are laughing.
“I’m sorry babe, but I’ve got a flush,” she says pointing out all the diamonds including the two in her hand.
“What? I… Serial? Uh… Oh… I think I’m out of money again. Can I borrow more?” I ask.
“Babe, I don’t think you want to do that. You already owe me $200. How about we make a deal or rather a bet,” she says.
“I’m all noses,” I say. “Or mouths. Fuck…hiccup.”
“How about we play one last game, but this time it’ll be 5 card straight. If you win, your debts are cleared. But if I win, you have to be my… Slave?” She scratches her head. “I mean, boyfriend? That sounds better. You have to be my boyfriend slash slave for the rest of the semester.”
“Okay… Sure. Buuut if I win, I get my debtss paid off,” I say.
‘Yes, that’s literally what she just said,” Sydney says as she starts dealing the cards.
“Okay. Good. And if I lose. What happens then?” I ask.
Both women let out a sigh. “You’re mine.”
“Okay. And if I winn, I get my debts paid off,” I say.
“Just deal the cards,” Aviana says as she rubs her temple.
She deals us both out 5 cards. But I swear it looks more like 7. I look at my hand. I don’t even know. They look like they’re multiplying and someone made them all blurry. “I win… I’ve got three 4s. Does this mean I get to sleep with you?”
“You actually lost babe,” Aviana says as she lays her hand down. “I’m sorry, but I’ve got a flush in diamonds. But you can still sleep with me, in fact, you kind of have to now because you lost. That means you’re mine.”
“Oookay. I guess that means I still to sleep with you,” I laugh.
“Yes, that is certainly one way of looking at it,” she smiles as she wraps her arm around my waist. “Now come on, let’s go up to my room so I can fuck your tight ass.”
“Wait. don’t you mean… What?” I look at her as if I heard her wrong.
“Shhh. Just come with me,” She says as she holds me up as she moves my arm over her shoulder. We wobble up the stairs and up more stairs. Somehow, I end up naked on her bed. I feel something wet get shoved up my bum. Her breath tingles my ear. “You’re my bitch from now on,” she moans.
Everything goes dark…
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The Next Morning.
I wake up with my head pounding. My throat hurts. I hope I’m not coming down with something. Fuck, for some reason my ass is pretty sore. What the hell happened last night? The last thing I remember was going to Aviana’s house for poker…
I feel a hand crawl up my abs. Wait… what’s that? I feel something nudge up against my ass. I go stiff as a board. Please don’t tell me I’m ended up with a guy? No…
Shit. .Should I sneak out? I turn to get a peek at who I’m in bed with. Aviana’s beautiful face greets me. “Ummm, good morning my boyfriend.”
“Good morning?” Okay, I suppose one thing went right last night, but what is poking me? I reach down and my fingers find a big fat dick poking at my back door. What the…
“Ummm is someone wanting more?”
I nearly trip out of bed. “What the hell? Do you… You have a dick!”
“Of course I do. You were loving it last night. You were begging for more as I fucked that tight sexy ass of yours. You even sucked my dick and swallowed my load. Of course, some of it got all over your face,” she laughs. “I thought it was so hot, I took some pictures if you want to see them.”
I quickly bring my hands up to my face to find some crusty shit all caked over it. Don’t tell me that’s… “Is that cum?”
“What else would it be? You didn’t bother to wipe it off before you passed out. I thought it was just a show of loyalty. I mean, you did agree to be my sla… boyfriend for the rest of the semester,” she says.
“I did what?” I ask.
“Yeah, you made a bet last night after you lost $300 during poker,” she says.
“I lost $400 last night? Where did I get the extra $200?” I ask.
“You borrowed it from me, silly. Don’t you remember anything from last night?” she asks as she leans upon her hand.
“So… I owe you $200?” I ask.
“Yep. But don’t worry about that right now. Come back to bed,” she says. “My cock is so hard just staring at you all naked. Fuck you’re so sexy.”
“What the hell is going on?”
“Well, after you lost all your money, you insisted on trying to make it back. So we made a bet in a game of 5 cards straight. If you won, you don’t owe me a dime. If I win, you have to be my slave… I mean boyfriend for the rest of the semester,” she smiles. “And guess who won? Me…”
She pats the bed. “So come back to bed and cuddle with me. And maybe we can go a round 2,” she smiles giving me a wink.
I”m dumbfounded. “My roommate was right… You are a crook. You hustled me and the other guys. Was that the only reason you invited me over?”
“Babe, you’re taking this all out of context. Relax. I invited you over because I like you. A lot actually. Please don’t get all angry. We can figure something out if it’s the money you’re worried about,” she says.
“You have a dick! I’m… I’m not gay…”
“And I’m not a guy,” she says. “Are you trying to insult me?”
“Be honest with me. Are you running an underground gambling scam?” I ask.
“What? No. I mean, we play poker. That’s it. It’s not our fault if dumbasses lose a lot of money because they don’t know when to quit,” she says.
“Oh really? Is that why you got me blackout drunk?” I ask.
“You did that all on your own,” she says. “You really should lay off the booze.”
She gets out of bed and walks up to me. “Just let it go and come back to bed with me. I promise everything will be okay.”
“No, don’t touch me. You played me like a fool. I can’t believe I trusted you,” I say.
“Is this because I’m trans?” she asks.
“No… It’s because you brought me here only to rob me of my money.”
“Babe, if you want your money back you can have it. I brought you here because I want you. I really like you. You’re so sweet and kind. At least you were,’ she says. “Now you’re sounding like an asshole.”
I take in a deep breath.
“Just relax. Let’s just sit down and talk about this. Okay?”
I nod and she takes my hand and leads me back to the bed. “Look. I apologize if I went too far last night,” she says. “It’s just hard to control myself around you. Ever since I first saw you, I… I just wanted to be with you.”
She takes my hand in her lap and traces the lines in my palm. “I promise I’ll be the best girlfriend you’ll ever have. That is if you can get over the fact that I’m trans.”
“I… I thought you… My roommate said you and your friends were going rob me for all I’m worth. And lo and behold that’s what happened. I just feel like I’ve been duped,” I say.
“I know…” she says. “The truth is. We are hustlers. We’ve been running this for quite some time now. It’s how we eat and afford to live. But it’s not like we’re robbing banks or anything. We’re just playing a little poker. That’s all. And we’re really good at it. We’ve been beaten before. We’re not cheaters.”
“No… That’s not true… We did cheat. But… It’s only a few hundred dollars. And we pick out the biggest douchebags. Max and Patrick deserve to lose their money.”
“And what about me and the other kid? Did we deserve to get blindly robbed?”
“No, not at all. You and Sebastian were invited because I like you and Sunetra likes him. It was more of a ploy to get you to become our boyfriends because there’s no way you’d date us otherwise,” she says.
“You don’t know that! And that is absolutely no way to find love!”
She raises an eyebrow at me. “Didn’t you just freak about when you remembered I have a dick? Although you didn’t freak out last night, you were loving it. Begging for more. I have a video of you begging for my dick if you want proof.”
“You filmed it?” I asked.
“Of course, you were so hot with my dick in your ass. I couldn’t resist. Besides, you were cool with it,” she says. “But that’s not the point. The point is, you would’ve never got with me if you knew I was trans from the start. As you said, you’re not gay.”
“I… I…” I let out a sigh. “I don’t know.”
“See?” she says.
“So what now? Are you going to blackmail me with the video? Show everyone if I don’t be your boyfriend?”
“No… Never. Although that does sound really hot, no. That was only for my own enjoyment and you’re more than welcome to watch it. It’s hot. I mean, the camera angles aren’t the best. But no. I have no intention of blackmailing you. I want you to want to be my boyfriend. I just knew you needed a little push in the right direction.”
“Why did you tell me all of that? About you cheating and hustling people out of their money?”
“Because I’m sick of lying. As much as I love poker and hustling. Sometimes I just wish I could have a normal life. You know? We’ve been on the run and living lies for a long time. It’d be nice to have something real,” she says.
“I see. Who all knows the truth?”
“Only you and the girls. You’re the first person I’ve ever told about this. If the girls knew I told you, they’d freak out and we’d probably end up hitting the road to another college town,” she says.
“Well, thanks for telling me the truth,” I say.
“Will you still be my boyfriend?”
“I don’t know… Do I have a choice?’
“I mean, you did lose the bet. And you still owe me $200.” She takes in a deep breath. “Shit. There I go again trying to manipulate you. I’m sorry. How about this, be my boyfriend for just one week. I bet you I’ll be the best girlfriend you’ve ever had. If not, you can walk away… Debt-free.”
“You’d do that?”
“As I said, I like you… A lot, but if I do rock your world, then our previous agreement still holds weight and you have to be my slav… boyfriend for the rest of the semester.”
“And the $200?”
“I don’t give a shit about that,” she says.
“Okay… I guess I could do that. What’s one week. What does being your boyfriend entail?” I ask. “And why do you keep saying, slave?”
“Sorry, I kind of have a kink for BDSM. Especially the master/mistress slave relationship. But don’t worry, I’m not going to force that on you,” she says. “But anyway, being my boyfriend entails going on dates, holding hands, public displays of affection, cuddling, surprising me with romantic gestures, dancing, and of course, lots of sex. And bonus points for submitting to me in a BDSM relationship. But as I said, I won’t force it on you. Oh, and obviously that will all be reciprocated back. You also have to be loyal to me, kind and compassionate which won’t be hard for you, and always honest, not that I deserve your honesty since I just lured you into being robbed blindly.”
“Okay, yeah sure. That actually sounds rather pleasant. I’ve never really had a girlfriend before,” I say.
“Seriously? I said you have to be honest with me! Come on. A hot sexy hunk like you? I had to have all the women fighting to be with you,” she says.
“Uh, no. Only in my wildest dreams. I moved around a lot. So I never really got the chance to settle in one school for very long to develop any kind of relationship. I mean, I had one girlfriend, but it wasn’t really that serious. It was more of a blind date sort of thing. But I guess I just lost my virginity last night…”
“Really? How come? Military dad?” she asks. “And sorry about that, if I knew it was going to be your first time, I would’ve made it special.”
“No. Foster care,” I say.
“Oh…”
“Yeah.”
“If it makes you feel any better, my parents kicked me out when I started to transition,” she says.
“Why would your misfortune make me feel better? I’m not a sadist,” I say.
She laughs. “That’s definitely a good thing. Did you ever know your real parents?”
“Nope.”
“That sucks, I’m sorry,” she says as she leans her head on my shoulder.
“Why should you be sorry? You’re not the one who abandoned me,” I say.
She laughs again. She’s got an amazing laugh. It’s like songbirds whistling in a forest. There’s a sweet melody to it. “I guess, we’re two peas in a pod. Both parentless. Us misfits need to stick together,” she says as her hand runs up my back and rubs my shoulder. She leaves a kiss on my cheek.
I look into her eyes. They’re as clear as the pools at those fancy resorts in the brochures. Sparkling blue gems that seem to shimmer in the light. I find myself leaning in and before I realize it, our lips connect. We fall back to the bed as her tongue slips into my mouth and her hand runs up my cheek. I slide my hand around her waist, gently rubbing her soft skin.
We break away and she stares into my eyes. “I promise I won’t ever manipulate you like I did yesterday. That was wrong and I’m sorry.”
My lips make their way to hers as we embrace each other’s touch. Suddenly the room starts to spin… And not in a good way. I shoot up from the bed and rush over to the trash and as everything from last night suddenly comes rushing up. I hurl filling up her trash with so much liquid.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she says as she rushes over to me. I can feel her hand gently caressing my back. “This is totally my fault. I got you so drunk last night.”
I continue to throw up as she gently holds me close.
After I finish throwing up, she hands me a vial. “Here drink this,” she says. “It’ll make everything feel so much better. Trust me.”
“What is it,” I ask.
“It doesn’t really have a name, but it’s full of vitamins and stuff.”
I open it and take a swig. “Uurggg eewww. It tastes like shit!”
“Yeah, it doesn’t have the greatest taste but just wait a few seconds and then see how you feel it,” she reaches over to her desk and hands me a stick of gum. “Here you go.”
She then takes a vial for herself and downs it before chewing on some minty gum. “Now, where were we?”
Her hand lands on my thigh. “How about we forget yesterday ever happened and start over. That way I can retake your virginity all over again,” she smiles.
“Am I still your slave slash boyfriend?” I ask.
“Of course,” she smiles as she leans in and kisses me. Her tongue slips into my mouth as her hands explore my body. Then it hits me. All of a sudden I feel all hot and bothered. But I don’t have the headache anymore and nor do I feel like I’m going to throw up, but my dick just got steely hard as it bumps up against her fat chode. “You’re feeling it aren’t you?” she asks, breaking away. I only nod.
Words can’t describe what I’m feeling. I look down to see our dicks fighting as if we were in a duel of swords. Hers looks a bit bigger than mine, which is a little embarrassing, to say the least.
She reaches over to the bedside table and pulls out a bottle of what could only be lube. She smothers it all over her dick. “Roll over onto your stomach babe.”
I look at her and then at the lube. “Are we seriously doing this?”
“You were loving it last night. Just relax and let me take care of you. It’ll feel so good, trust me, babe, you’ll love it. You’ll become my little cock slut by the time I finish repopping your anal cherry,” she smiles.
For some reason, even the thought of her fucking me makes me feel so hot and steamy. It feels so dirty and yet it gets me excited. Without a second of hesitation, I roll onto my stomach. I stiffen up as I feel her finger slide into the crack of my ass. She swirls it around my butthole before she sinks it in. I’m not going to lie, it feels better than I expected. Soon another finger joins in. She sets the lube aside as she grabs ahold of the cheek of my ass, squeezing it. She lays a kiss on my butt and gives it a playful smack as she brings her fingers in and out of my ass.
She pulls her fingers out. “Why don’t you lie down on the bed and get your head on the cushion. You might need it because I’m going to turn you into a pillow biter,” she laughs. I do as she says and lay on the bed, wrapping my arms around her pillow. My heart’s beating so fast, my hands are starting to get all clammy. She grabs another pillow and tugs at my hips, I lift them up as she pushes it underneath, propping up my ass.
I feel her straddle my thighs as she leans down and kisses the bare skin of my shoulder. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be gentle.”
I feel her rub that fat dick rub up between the crack of my ass, sending a shiver up my spine. As her cock meets the entrance to my back door, she applies pressure. I bite down on the pillow and squeeze it tight as it starts to get really uncomfortable. I take a sharp breath in.
“Relax baby, just breathe,” she whispers as she continues to push. With a quick pop, her dick sinks in my ass. I let out a groan as she spreads me wide open, stretching out the walls to my anal cavity. “There, the worst part is over.”
She leaves a trail of kisses up my neck. “You’ve got such an amazing ass.”
Her hand grabs my asscheek, spreading my butt wide open as she sinks another inch inside me. Her cock feels so big. I gnaw at the pillow as she plugs my ass up. It hurts, but I also feel my ass stretching. And for some odd reason, it feels so erotic and taboo which only heightens the whole act.
I also feel so hot. Like a fire has been lit within me. I feel so vulnerable like this too, sprawled on her bed with my ass sticking up and her dick sinking deeper inside me. I feel as if I’m giving myself up to her. As if I’m letting her take me.
She pushes more of that fat cock deeper inside me. I let out a moan as it rubs up against something really sensitive inside me. “Ohh, are you starting to enjoy it?”
I can’t speak as her hips connect with my ass. I feel like I’ve been stuffed as if she’s a taxidermist and I’m her trophy. Her cock has filled me up to the rim and stretched me out as far as I can go. She continues to kiss my neck. “You don’t have to be ashamed for enjoying being fucked. There’s no shame in it. I want you to enjoy it. You look so hot with my dick shoved all the way up your ass. Don’t you love having me inside you?”
“Yes!” I hear myself blurting out finally. Too many good feelings take over as I lose control. My cock is harder than it’s ever been.
“Do you want me to continue fucking you?” she asks.
“Yes!” I squeal.
“Say it, baby! I want to hear it come from your lips,” she moans out.
“Please, Aviana… Please fuck me,” I beg.
“Of course, my sweet sexy slave,” she says as she starts to wiggle her hips, bringing that just a few inches out before sliding it back in. The act causes my skin to glisten with sweat as my body trembles under the weight of such intense pleasure. Each time she sinks her dick inside me, a wave of heat floods my body. I feel so euphoric. As if my world became brighter, more vibrant. Each thrust of her cock brings new sensations of heart-stopping gratification. She continues to batter her big bat into my ass, sending off fireworks that light up my world.
I’m blown into a whole new existence. The feel of her cock inside me is like having tasted a new flavor that enriches the taste buds. It’s a cool breeze on a hot day. A warm blanket on a cold night. It’s everything that makes my life pleasurable. And I want more! “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” I moan out.
“With pleasure, but you have to tell me how much you want to be my boyfriend…” She thrusts into me, hilting that dick as deep as it’ll go. “Tell me you want to be mine. All mine. I want you so bad, Andrew. I want you to fuck you every night just like this. Just please be mine.’
“Fuck.. urgh,” I moan out. “Aviana don’t stop. I’m yours. Just don’t stop. I’ll be your boyfriend. Fuck it… I’ll be your slave if you keep fucking me like that.”
She loses control and starts hammering away, thrusting harder and faster into me. “Yes! That’s it baby. You’re mine. Always and forever. I promise I’ll be the best girlfriend ever.”
She collapses on top of me as she slides her arm underneath my neck, twisting my face up to hers. I feel her lips against mine as she continues to fuck me. My own cock is on the edge. I don’t know how much longer… “Urgh. fuck, I’m cuming!” I moan into her lips.
“Yes, baby, cum for me. Let’s cum together,” she gasps as she lets loose a series of thrusts before slamming inside of me, unleashing a torrent of hot, steaming cum that fills my ass up. I feel as if I melted into the bed as my dick erupts, spewing semen all over her pillow and myself. She continues to hump me as she drains her balls inside my ass. “Fuck,” she breathes, laying on top of me. I can feel her breasts pressed up against my back as I try to catch my breath.
We’re both exhausted after such a fuck session. “Babe, how do you feel?” she asks.
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt an orgasm like that in my entire life,” I say. She only giggles as she picks herself up off of me, pulling her dick out of my ass with a loud pop. I can feel some of her sticky seed seeping out of me.
She gives my ass a slap before she grabs some paper towel and wipes the mess she made in my butt. She jumps back onto the bed and gives me such a smile. It fills me with warmth. A different kind of warmth than the heat she filled my ass with. I roll onto my side. She pulls the pillow out from under me and tosses it aside before leaning in to kiss me. She then licks the cum off my stomach. “Admit it, you’re now my cock slut, aren’t you?”
“I mean if you really want to call it that,” I say.
“You love it, don’t lie,” she says.
“Why do you want a slave so bad?” I ask.
She looks at me shocked as if anyone would ever ask such a question. She blinks a couple of times. “I… I don’t know. Sometimes I just feel that the only way someone could love me is if they were my slave. Then they’d have to.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her tight against me. “You don’t have to force me to be your boyfriend or to even love you. I mean, we just met so I’m still discovering my feelings for you. I’m not sure if this is love or what. But I enjoy being around you. Especially when you’re not manipulating me. You’re fun and bubbly. I actually wanted to be your boyfriend when we first met.”
Her face blossoms into a bright pink rose. She places her hand on my chest as she leans and kisses me. Her hand slides up my chest and wraps around my neck. As we break apart, I look into her bright blue eyes. “Aviana, I’m willing to go all-in on this relationship, if you are.”
“Andrew, I was all in from the start,” she laughs.
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