All characters in this story are of legal age.
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I'd been feeling rather surly and a little sick as I sat in the cafeteria early in the morning before my classes were to begin. Bummed and ill at ease since I'd decided to invade the home of my hated enemy Brian Lewis and use my gift to have my way with his mother and later his college age sister. It had struck me that it wasn't Brian's fault Agnes wasn't talking to me and he appeared to be acting on a long standing crush. If only Agnes hadn't told me that they'd been together; I don't know that I would have taken things to such an extreme level. The image of Ms. Lewis helplessly bouncing on my cock inundated my mind along with memories of the animalistic manner in which her daughter Rachel was taken on their kitchen table. Both of the women had begged for more afterwards but the gravity of the situation had taken effect causing me to bolt from the modest home.
"Can we talk Dexter?" My heart nearly leapt from my throat as I looked up to see Agnes standing on the opposite side of the lunch room table.
"Haven't we talked enough Ms. Newton?" I couldn't stomach speaking her name much less looking her in the face. I was afraid I'd see Brian banging her in my mind's eye.
"Oh it's Ms. Newton now?"
"Yeah what do you want?" I really wasn't in the mood to trade words with her and it was apparent from my demeanor. I honestly didn't want to be around her because she instantly reminded me of what I'd done the day prior.
"Well I wanted to apologize for what I said to you the other day but it looks like you've still got a lot of asshole left in you." She started to storm off and I wanted her to keep walking forever but my ego got the better of me.
"Well you would know all about that wouldn't you Ms. Newton!" She froze in her tracks and turned an arched eyebrow in my direction.
"Well since you want to go "THERE" with me MR. SNOD-GRASS; my BOYFRIEND loves EVERYTHING about me-ASSHOLE INCLUDED!!" I was surprised not expecting such a vulgar exchange to emerge from her mouth. Agnes always made it a point to be in control of herself and took mental stock of everything she did caring a bit too much about appearances and the like.
"Have a nice day AG-NES!!" I was at a lost for words as she stomped off holding her books to her chest and felt a sliver of panic as my former friend met a very irate looking Brian at the cafeteria doors. In moments they were fiercely making out. I couldn't deny my own jealousy and secretly wondered if I was attracted to her because someone else had shown interest. My earlier adventures with Kelsey and Tiffany had sort of sprung out of the situation and kind of overwhelmed me but I couldn't deny my culpability with Nurse Kim, Rachel, Ms. Holland, Ms. Lewis and others. It had been undeniably wrong but felt so right when I was caught up in the moment with the moral consequence rearing its ugly head the instant I'd climaxed.
"Hey Dexter how's it going?" I was lost in thought and hadn't noticed Tiffany St. Claire approach.
"What in the hell are you wearing?" Tiffany was wearing a large pair of nerdy glasses that I recognized as the same brand Agnes wore. She was wearing a white long sleeved shirt along with a plaid suspendered miniskirt, knee highs and Maryjane's on her feet. Tiffany looked like she wearing some kind of nerdy girl cosplay and a few student spectators were laughing figuring she was ribbing me.
"Nice huh, I just thought I'd change my look a little bit Dex; you like this don't you?" The tall redhead looked a little apprehensive as she waited for my answer.
"What are you doing Tiffany; are you making fun of me?" She quickly snatched the glasses off looking worried.
"NO; I-know you like smart types; I uh just wanted to be more appealing to you. Believe me you're the last person I'd make fun of baby; It's just that you make me feel so fucking good Dex." One of her hands was constantly squeezing my thigh and moving upward as she babbled. In all the time I'd known of Tiffany St. Claire I'd never known her to be so needy and it was a little off putting.
"Are you making fun of Agnes?"
"Of course not baby, she's your best friend and well-I respect that non-sexual relationship although it's fucking weird as fuck." I didn't believe one word of the shit that was falling out of her mouth but I didn't feel like raking her over the coals because after arguing with Agnes I needed a little positive reinforcement. I kneaded one of her thick thighs giving her an accepting easy smile that had her freckled cheeks flushed crimson in seconds.
"Uhm, can I walk to class with you Dexter?" I didn't want to talk anymore and considered taking her somewhere and fucking her brains out on general principal alone. When it was all said and done Tiffany St. Claire was definitely a bucket moment in my short sex life. Her style was so much different than Kelsey's being more about catering to her partner than anything else. She seemed to know when to be dominant and the right moment to surrender herself whole. Her BFF and I use that term loosely was all about taking control and over powering her lovers. I wondered if I was forced to choose between the two girls which would be best. Why even have to take one when I could have anyone I chose and what of Agnes? What kind of lover was she and what made her lab partner so enamored of her less than stellar social persona?
"Why don't you just suck my dick?" She looked around to see if anyone heard what I said to her and scooted in close removing the silly looking glasses from her face and whispered in my ear while palming my crotch.
"Please don't make me suck your big fat cock in front of everybody in this cafeteria daddy." She was using that childish voice I'd become familiar with during the nearly twelve hour romp with her and Kelsey days prior. There was just something about her that made me want to screw her silly and I ran a finger or two along her panty covered slit finding the cloth damp to the touch.
"Oh you won't do it here in front of all your friends?"
"I'd uh, I don't have a problem with sucking on you-But don't you want to go someplace a little more private?" She looked uneasy with what I'd been suggesting and fidgeted around in her seat.
"So you really won't do it right here like I asked you?" Tiffany was twisting in the wind and I was power tripping to the max as she nervously began to draw my zipper down until I stopped her.
"I'm just fucking with you bitch; I'm gonna walk over to our spot and you can suck dick until jizz is coming out of your fucking ears alright?"
"Our spot?" She looked befuddled as I got up and walked away with my hands in my pockets and slightly tented jeans.
"Think about it." I was halfway across the cafeteria by the time she figured out that I was referring to the abandoned stairwell where she'd been for lack of a better word-"converted." My cock was already out as she half-ran down the stairs nearly losing her footing and quickly deep throated me. Tiffany pursed her plump lips hard on my shaft as I rhythmically took her mouth burying my member deep. She twirled and used her tongue making love to my cock in a sloppy display that was too much for me after a good twenty minutes.
"OOOOHHHHH FUCK; GET READY FOR SOME FUCKING COCK!!" I was perspiring heavily and precum was continuously running from the head of my sex as placed her hands against the wall and pushed her juicy tight ass in my direction. Tiffany's round ass was covered in a pair of jockey brand panties that had a smiley face on the back and I just about lost it as I stared at the bottoms of her cheeks sticking out. I roughly yanked at her underwear tearing it half off and frightening her before my pulsing cock found a home in her dripping snatch.
"CUMMING DAAAAADDY!!" It had taken five strokes to elicit a response from the over-sexed cheerleader and she tightened up harder than I ever felt before as I locked my fingers around her narrow waist. She shuddered and bucked as I held her tight while she came for nearly five minutes. Her face had become a mess with a nasty web of drool running from her mouth. Tiffany's nose was reddened and wet as she hung limply supported by my efforts.
"UUURGGGH; UH FUCK ...you make me feel SOOOOO FUCKING GOOOOOD!!" She had started sobbing and I just stared back with a straight face betraying no hint of emotion. She hung limply bent at the waist as I fucked her steadily until I felt a tightening sensation that was almost painful and a familiar fire in my loins.
"Tiffany rub that big ass on my cock and make me cum slut." I drew my vein covered member from her gaped snatch and began rubbing it in the crack of her ass. She began dutifully rubbing her glistening cheeks up and down in a twerking motion until I exploded a thick wad of cum across her juicy butt hard tan lines and all. I immediately stuffed my cock back into her mouth and she sucked me dry while twirling her hand at the base of my cock until she got more jolts of my stringy semen. I'd been holding Tiffany by her red mane of hair and let her fall to the dirty tiled floor under the stairwell. She was breathing hard and smiling before startling me with a candid observation.
"Why won't you fuck her?"
"What?" She was busy lapping up what was left of my cum and diddling herself before noticing that I was actually paying attention.
"You know-that Agnes bitch; why don't you just fuck the shit out of her?" I really hadn't given it any thought in that manner. I'd been thinking of how we'd fallen out and initially trying to fix things between us when she dropped that bombshell about being aware of the Androstenone-X. She'd thrown all of my illicit trysts up in my face basically calling me a monster and I'd lived up to her words.
"All I'm saying is that it would make things easier; you keep talking about her like she's the shit or something Dex. I mean look at me for heaven's sake; I'm not chopped liver or nothing am I?" I took a good look at Tiffany weakly adjusting her clothing and reeking of sex.
