If I were to guess, this would probably be the point where I will probably start losing some interest among others. The story begins to take a darker turn, and won't actually lighten up much.
However, despite that, I think my writing muse has been re-ignited. I have definite plans to do a few 'side stories' involving the same characters in a more lighthearted situation. Not sure when I'll have some time to sit down and write them, but I do plan on tangents due to remembering why I began writing in the first place. In the meantime, enjoy this entry into the Creamy Island saga!
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Chapter 10: A Storm on the Horizon
The rest of the break was spent as the girls consummated their lust for one another. Aiya able to live out her fantasies of her friend, and Tasha finally being released from her insecurities and hidden perversions. In fact, the two had become so reclusive, that the only time they even left their dorm room was to get food, mail, and do laundry. They had quickly found that the sex shop didn't have that much of a selection, so they turned to online ordering, much to the shop owner's dismay.
The holidays provided a perfect excuse for the girls to receive so many packages in little time. The friends ordered clothing, lingerie, sex toys, porn, and more, ranging from the tame to more extreme items. The plastic sheets and coverings Tasha had used that first time had become a precious commodity to them. Sex had quickly became the prominent activity the two shared, and the books they had received on the Kama Sutra were already half through before classes started back up again.
In the time that the two weren't screwing like rabbits, they did everything else together; Eat, sleep, video games, movies, and of course the online shopping.
The roles they usually took on, with Aiya being the dominatrix-type and Tasha being the slutty slave-type were pretty much the only roles they used when they weren't experimenting with the Kama Sutra. But it quickly began showing on Tasha as she became nothing but a sex object for her roommate when they played. Aiya on the other hand, became enraptured with the idea of a person solely to exist as a place to empty her seed in, and forcing the young girl to obey her every waking desire. Of course, over the break, she had been able to control her orgasms more as she was no longer losing a load of cum just by entering her friend. On the upside, her orgasms lasted longer and the volume more than doubled, but the downside was that her cock constantly leaked precum whenever she was the slightest bit aroused. As a result, whenever she was in the room, she was always naked, which of course led to the incessant screwing and the hormonal urges controlling their daily lives.
The first day of the new term came, and with it, Tasha decided the only way she would be able to stay sane in class would be to don her belt with both her holes stuffed with the most orgasmic devices she had.
"Oh God I'm going to miss this." Aiya moaned as Tasha slurped at the girl's oversized cock.
"Mmm... It's only for a few hours, Mistress. Only two classes, with enough time between them to get in a quick fuck." One hand stroked the shaft and one played with her own tits, as the restrained toys led her up to her own climax.
When the blond felt hands on the back of her head, she only submitted, enjoying being face-fucked on a daily basis by her Mistress.
"I know, but it just stresses me out." Aiya's calm tone contrasted greatly from the brutality she was causing. Her shaft was gliding wonderfully over the Tasha's tongue and down her throat like a pussy. Her slave was adding more pleasure to the engorged cock with her tongue. "I liked being able to just fuck my slut whenever I wanted. I can't even masturbate or get myself off in class like you can."
"Mmmph." Spittle and cock juice splattered the girl's face as she listened, eyes pleading up on her friend. The monster shaft had already pumped two loads into her small body shortly after they woke up, and she could still taste her cunt everywhere on the shaft, enjoying how she had been reduced to do the most demeaning things.
"I was hoping that we would have more time for each other. Even now, my cock wants to be greasing that tight little ass of yours with it's own fluid, but I guess this will have to do." Her penis was starting to expand in anticipation of the giant load about to be released and her motions sped up quite a bit, Tasha's hair being pulled tighter and her nose ramming repeatedly into the girl's stomach. "Ready for breakfast, my precious little fuck toy?"
Without waiting for an answer, the brunette held her slave at the base of her pulsing cock as wave after wave of stickiness was gulped down by the eager one. Freeing one hand, Aiya finished her own breakfast that sat on her desk. "At least we can eat lunch together." The girl slowly eased her friend up her still spasming organ, making sure to coat the other's throat entirely. When she saw how greedy her blue-eyed companion was for her delicious tool, she sighed. "I'm never going to get this soft in time for class. Why must you be so fucking cute?" She thrust her long member back into Tasha's waiting throat.
After a few more spasms, the long tool was slowly pulled out, Tasha milking it the whole way, making sure not a single drop was left. Her own orgasm ended about the same time as well, having learned to control and time hers with her Mistress's so that she could provide maximum pleasure. She had also learned to control when she had a squirting orgasm, after accidentally saturating her bed a few times unintentionally. "Thank you Mistress." she said, remembering her manners. "Your cum this morning was wonderful as always, Mistress." With the cock now a little limp from the encounter, gentle hands carefully but firmly strapped the monster into it's bands after making sure a condom was attached to it, knowing that it would be needed. She got to her feet to finish dressing herself.
The two had rearranged their classes so that they were roughly at the same time. Doing so would allow them the most time together. They both knew it was going to be a long day, but they had already figured that if they could make it through their first class, they would run off to a remote bathroom to release any tension they had.
The familiar small keys dangled from Aiya's fingers, "No more cum unless it's in that slutty snatch of yours, got it? If I'm going to suffer, then I'm going to make your bitch-ass suffer with me."
Tasha groaned and rubbed her legs together, her short skirt barely hiding the leather underwear. "Yes Mistress." She replied reluctantly.
They left their building and went their separate ways. Aiya noticed that the fucking and the chastity belt made her friend walk a bit differently. Her gait was far more sultry, her hips swaying very hypnotically in front of her when they parted ways. Her body too had changed. The release of such powerful hormones had seemed to give her body a very sexy glow to it to match her equally attractive figure. Aiya knew that no guy could walk away from seeing her in such an innocent sexy garb without an erection. Her thoughts drifted immediately to how long she would be pile-driving her cock into the smaller girl after class. Aiya pulled her coat tight before walking off, wondering how her friend could stand it.
Tasha's eyes were glazed as she seemed to be on autopilot. Even though she was wearing a heavy coat to protect against the cold, her nipples were still hard enough to cut glass. She had purposely wanted to wear a skirt to tease her friend, and to allow the biting air to sting where her juices had already dripped down her thighs. It all came together as a pleasurable pain that she had come to rely on so heavily. Even as she walked away, she felt another orgasm rip through her body. After being fucked senseless so many times, she had been able to overcome the shaky knees. Now, the only way to make her turn to jelly was to have her Mistress give her a long, hard dicking in every way imaginable. The leather was only there to prevent her from going crazy with lust.
In class told a different story. Too many fantasies on Tasha's mind made it impossible to listen to the professor, and she quickly succumbed to her mind as she once again put her head down and let her toys take over, providing climax after climax to match her fantasies.
Aiya was having similar difficulties too. After being shut-in for the break and the absence of others on campus, she began staring at every ass, every pair of bouncing breasts as she walked the halls of her classroom building, each bringing a new fantasy about. "Gotta call Jessica today..." she muttered, eventually making it to her room.
As the professor in that class droned on, Aiya's gaze shifted from person to person. She was in the back at the top of a large stadium-seating lecture hall, and it allowed her a good vantage point for quite a bit of cleavage. She stared hungrily at some of the bustier girls in front of her, her meat twitching, wanting to feel every touch these different girls would offer.
"Hey, Aiya. I thought you weren't into that." A voice from the side of her hissed.
The girl was shaken out of her fantasies and looked to the source of the voice. It was a girl about the same height as her with faded blond hair, aqua eyes, a decent chest and a dark tan. Still a bit in her fantasies, Aiya only stared at her neighbor's chest before bringing her eyes up. It was one of her classmates from the previous term.
"I'll take that as a compliment. Don't tell me I've turned you lezzy just by showing you my rack." The girl was grinning.
"Shut up Sonya. I've had a long and complicated break." A dark cloud began growing in Aiya's mind.
