Thomas sat there on the edge of Olivia’s bed in her dorm room, nervous and apprehensive, not knowing what to expect. He did not like the feeling. He had never been the type of person to let someone else decide his fate, he was always in control. Not anymore though.
He watched Olivia’s behind as she fiddled with her computer, which was opposite the bed. She was wearing an olive colored tank top and nothing else. Her back was to him and she was humming a cheery tune while slightly moving her hips from side to side. She had her shoulder length hair tied back in a ponytail.
He still marveled at her figure; her thick thighs, wide hips, heavy breasts, and her large, round, hypnotic ass. She was the epitome of femininity. He still couldn’t fathom how such a girl, such a woman, could have a thick, long phallus between her legs.
“Can you hear me?” she asked the computer.
“Yep, I surely can!” an excited girl’s voice answered back from the computer’s speakers.
“Great,” said Olivia as she walked over to a cabinet under the room’s sole window to his right. He looked over at the computer screen which was now visible without Olivia’s ass blocking the way, and was taken aback when he saw a face staring back at him; it was a two-way web chat.
“Hello!” the smiling girl on the screen waved at him enthusiastically. She was petite with short blonde hair. He recognized her, she shared several classes with him and Olivia. Her name escaped him, but he did remember that she was a talkative chick with an annoyingly cheery disposition.
“Why is…that girl on the screen?” he asked Olivia, who was rummaging through her desk drawers.
“Hey, I have a name you know!” the annoying girl said from the screen, her smile not leaving her face. “It’sNora!”
“Fuckin’Nora?” he said. “Whatever, look, Olivia, what’s going on?”
“Come on, I know you like an audience,” Olivia turned and looked at him through her nerdy glasses, the tank top was tight on her large breasts and her dick was half aroused and hanging freely between her legs. Even in this state, it was larger than his. She studied him as he stared at her stupidly. It took a second before her words registered.
“You…you can’t be serious,” he stammered.
“What’s the problem?” she said. “It’s not like it would be the first time.” She looked at his face with a knowing, mocking smile. She obviously enjoyed watching him blush fiercely as he remembered the incident she was alluding to; they had gone to a local park adjacent to their campus.
She had dragged him to an isolated location behind some high bushes, and made him get on his knees and pleasure her. She’d insisted that he suck on her balls loudly, slurp them as noisily as he could. It was only after she had spewed her jizm all over his face that he saw some of their female classmates watching them from beside a nearby tree.
His face turned even redder as he imagined what he must have looked like, kneeling in front of a smugly satisfied Olivia with her cream coating his face. He figured she must have made him suck loudly on her balls in order to make those girls not only see, but also hear his emasculation. Whether she’d invited them to come watch, or whether they happened to stumble upon the happy couple was anybody’s guess. He certainly wouldn’t put it past her though.
Before he’d “known” Olivia he was somewhat popular on campus, the girls liked him enough and the guys respected him. Now that he’s been…involved with her for a couple of weeks, he started noticing certain looks and giggles from a few girls, one or two of whom he’d previously intended to put the moves on. He suspected that Olivia wasn’t keeping her mouth shut about their escapades, even though she’d promised she would. Now, as he looked at the girl on the screen, his suspicions were confirmed.
He wanted to curse Olivia for breaking her promise, to tell her to fuck off and walk out the door, but there was something about the way she looked at him from behind those ridiculous glasses that sapped all the courage from his body.
“Look,” he spoke towards the webcam desperately, trying to appear calm. “I don’t know what you expect to see here, but there’s nothing going on.” Both Olivia andNora laughed at that.
“Come on, that was pretty lame,” said Olivia.
“I already know you have a taste for girl-sausage,” saidNora.
This was getting him angrier by the second, he couldn’t stand that his most private and embarrassing conduct was being discussed so freely. “Fuck this, I’m outa here!” he said, trying his best not to look Olivia in the eye as he got up to leave. He thought maybe he could bluff his way out of this situation, or at least have Olivia turn off the webcam before said ‘sausage tasting’ commenced.
“Fine, go ahead,” she replied, unfazed in the slightest. “Nobody is forcing you to stay.” She was leaning her elbow on the drawers as she watched him silently, her face expressionless. He wished for the hundredth time that he could read her mind.
“Ok then,” he said, and started for the door. Just as he turned the knob, Olivia walked over to her computer and sat down.
“Trixie I’m sending you a great amateur tape featuring a slut getting his oral virginity taken. Feel free to share it with all your friends.”
Of course, he thought. How could he have thought for an instant it would be that easy? “You’re a real fucking cunt, you know that?” he said. The two girls looked at each other and laughed, no doubt at his choice of words. He could keep on cursing and bluffing but he knew she would get what she wanted in the end. Hating himself, he slumped back to the foot of the bed and sat down.
She gave him a pitying look as if to say, why do you even bother putting up a fight, you weak willed bitch? She then swiveled around in her chair and motioned for him to come closer, that mocking smirk on her face. He walked over to her and got on his knees, getting face to face with the monster that haunted his dreams. It was already almost all the way stiff.
“Kiss it,” she said, the usual condescension in her voice suddenly absent. Her voice was throaty, anticipating. Her mouth was slightly open as she looked at him, and she had that look in her eye that she gets when she’s horny, like a predator studying its prey. He moved his head slowly towards her cock, which seemed to stiffen harder the closer he got.
Even though it wasn’t the first time he’d come face to face with it, the size of Olivia’s beast didn’t cease to humble him every time he saw it. He had never considered himself as having a small dick, he was pretty certain that he was at least above average. But each time he saw the one in front of him it made him feel dwarfed. Also unlike his own, it wasn’t circumcised. Of course it’s not, he thought absently, girls don’t get circumcised.
The foreskin pulled back as her cock bobbed gently in front of him, precum already starting to well up over the tip. It had a musky smell to it which, he had to admit, stirred something inside of him. It was the smell of lust, but it was also the smell of humiliation, as it brought back memories he would rather forget.
Olivia, maybe tired of waiting, moved her dick gently forward and touched the tip to his lips, parting them slightly. She then pulled back, a string of pre-cum connecting his lips to her dick. He was grateful thatNora couldn’t see this part, as the webcam could see nothing but the back of Olivia’s black ponytail.
As if reading his mind,Nora cried out from her limited vantage point, “What’s going on? I can’t see!”
“Oh, how rude of me,” said Olivia, who’d apparently forgotten about the annoying girl on the screen. She rolled her conveniently wheeled chair around Thomas so that she was to his right, no longer obscuring the view from the webcam. He looked apprehensively at the girl on the screen, who stared back at him eagerly.
He absolutely did not like his humiliation witnessed. At the moment, all that a few people knew about him were rumors and innuendos, nothing solid. If Olivia were to follow up on her threat though, everyone would know for certain. He’d be brunt of every dick sucking joke, and he could kiss pussy goodbye for the remainder of his time on campus.
Olivia watched him as she held the base of her cock, waiting for him to muster up the courage to willingly debase himself. “Open, stick your tongue out” she finally said, and he flinched when she whipped her dick toward him with her hand, flinging precum onto his face.
She chuckled at his disgusted expression as he wiped the sticky fluid off his face. He turned towards her, and as soon as he stuck out his tongue she slid her chair closer and started loudly smacking her dick against it. He could taste her salty pre-cum with each smack. He knew from their previous encounters that Olivia expelled much more precum than men do, and it flung about with every quick motion of her cock.