Her Bully Now And Forever

All characters are over 18 years of age.

Annie Kim could no longer put it off, she had to finally come back to the disturbing fuck pad that was her college dorm room. It wasn't always that way, but her roommate, Amanda Byers, had recently gotten a new boyfriend and they had been having sex for what felt like 24/7. Annie had opted to stay at her friend's dorm, not wanting to be in the same room as they got it on. This was a real concern as she had previously been woken up late at night from the shaking of her bunk bed (she was on the top) and moans from the couple below.

Her situation was bad enough as it was, but Amanda's boyfriend was none other than her childhood bully, Jared Cooper. Annie had grown up in a predominantly white neighborhood, attending a predominantly white school. Jared had relentlessly mocked her Korean heritage in middle school, calling her home cooked meals garbage, making fun of her slanted eyes and calling her every Asian slang word he could think of.

He only got worse in High school. Unfortunately, he was the typical rich white boy. Handsome, atar quarterback and popular as hell. Her family's complaints to the school had gone unaddressed, only enabling his bullying of her and the few other minorities.

With a less than ideal social life, she decided to focus on herself for her last year of high school. Her grades were top notch and she stayed lean by playing on the tennis team. She put in the hard work and was rewarded by getting accepted into her top school: Stanford, a diverse, prestigious academy a long way from her backwater town. On top of that, she had blossomed into a beautiful woman. She was blessed with a pretty face. Annie was also tall for an Asian woman at 6 foot 8 with a fit body. Her flat stomach was toned, and her defined legs went on for days. Her tight ass garnered her many a double take from the guys and her perky, B cup breasts remained firm. Everything was looking up for Annie.

Unfortunately, she found out at graduation that Jared had also been accepted to Stanford. She knew he didn't get in with his grades, so he must have gotten in on a football scholarship and tons of money donated from his family. The perks of being rich, she supposed. But it was a big school, she doubted he would remain in her life.

Unfortunately again, not two months from starting school, she came back to her dorm room and was met by none other than Jared. Her roommate, Amanda had been absolutely ecstatic to have a handsome man like Jared pay attention to her. She would say how lucky it was that she got to date this nice, sweet but muscular football player. Indeed, Annie found it beyond strange. In all her years that she knew Jared, he was the most vain, egotistical asshole she ever had the misfortune to meet. He had dated only the prettiest and richest girls in their highschool and had rumored to have slept with a fourth of all the girls in their highschool, somewhere between 30 and 40 girls in total. She loved Amanda dearly, who she thought of as her best friend, but there was no way in hell the Jared that she knew in highschool would have settled to date just one girl who was chubby and rather plain looking.

They had been dating for about a month now, and Annie could not have hated having him around more. She would constantly be locked out of their room when they were having sex, their late night giggling (and more sex) made it unable to get a good night's rest and his mere presence brought back memories of very unpleasant experiences.

But the weirdest part was that he wasn't being a dick. He was polite and charming. Always making an effort to talk to Annie when she was around and would do countless thoughtful gestures of love for Amanda that would leave her swooning. Who the FUCK is this imposter? It was unnatural.

Having stayed at her friend's place the last few days to avoid the disgusting love bugs, she had to come home eventually to get supplies. She had stayed away long enough. She was pleasantly surprised to find the absence of a sock on her door when she got to her dorm. At least she knew (she hoped) they weren't in there fucking. Maybe she could enjoy the silence of an empty room for once.

But not 10 minutes later, the door banged open, admitting a sobbing Amanda.

"Amanda, what's wrong?" Annie asked in alarm, rushing to comfort her friend.

"I... I... I fucked up!" Amanda wailed, burying her face in her roommate's shoulder.

"Shhh shhh, it's ok. Tell me what happened." But Amanda was in a complete state of hysteria. It took her several minutes of crying and hyperventilating to string words together in a comprehensive sentence.

"Last night, I slept with Jared's friend." She said miserably then burst into tears again.

"Oh" was all that Annie could say. "What do you mean you think?"

"I... I got really drunk last night and apparently I made moves on Brian. And he kissed me. And I kissed him. And then we slept together. And now Jared is furious with me."

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said lamely. She wanted to comfort her friend, but frankly didn't know how. She also secretly did want them to break up, but knew that was selfish of her. Amanda had been super happy this past month.

"I don't even remember doing any of that." Amanda wailed again. "I remember Brian kissing me, and I did kiss back, but that's it."

"So you didn't sleep with him?" Annie asked, now super confused.

"I don't know, I don't think so. I remember pushing him away, but I had a lot to drink last night. And Brian keeps telling everyone we did, so I must have." She sniffled again. "I tried talking to Jared, but he's furious with me."

"Well that's not right, you're his girlfriend, he should believe you." Annie said hotly. "Talk to him again and give your side of the story. If he doesn't believe his girlfriend then he doesn't deserve you!"

Amanda suddenly looked apprehensive. "Annie, he said he'd forgive me, on one condition."

"He shouldn't need a condition, I don't believe for one second that you would have slept with anyone but him." Annie said. "What's this condition of his?"

"Jared said that... since I slept with his best friend, that he would forgive me... if... he..." Amanda trailed off looking imploringly at her.

Annie felt a sense of growing dread. "You're joking." Amanda only sniffled and shook her head.

"What an ass, I'm not going to sleep with him. He shouldn't get to ask this of you." Annie said furiously. And he shouldn't ask this of me! "He doesn't even know for sure if you slept with Brian, he just has Brian's words."

"PLEASE" Amanda pleaded. "I love him. I don't want him to throw our love away over something so trivial. Please Annie, please." Annie was startled by the desperation in Amanda's voice.

Me, have sex with that asshole? The very asshole who made my life a miserable hell for 7 years. No way!

"There's got to be another way, Amanda." Annie implored her friend to find reason.

"He said he couldn't trust me if I didn't want to make things right immediately." Amanda sobbed. "He said he'd break up with me tonight if I couldn't convince you. Please Annie, I love him."

Annie stared at her friend's sobbing form for a good minute. She loved Amanda. Her best friend and roommate deserved the best. She had been there for Annie as she went through her homesickness and not being able to visit her family half-way across the country

"I won't promise anything, but I'll go talk to Jared and see if I can get him to see reason. And if not, then... maybe I'll... appease him." Annie said, cringing at the last part.

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you. Annie. I'll text him that you're coming to see him now." The utter relief in her best friend's eyes broke Annies heart. What was she going to do?

***

Annie stood outside Jared's dorm room door. She stood paralyzed, thinking about what she may have to do if she knocked on his door. The racist asshole had bullied her relentlessly and here she was, about to perhaps... maybe... possibly sleep with him. What made matters worse, she was a virgin. She didn't have much opportunity to date in highschool, given that everyone there went along with Jared's racist name calling of the few ethnic students at school, otherwise they would be labeled as social outcasts. In college, she had tried going on dates, but none had ever panned out. She liked focusing on herself. She'd been doing it for years and didn't need a boy to give her worth. Something she hoped Amanda would emulate.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

Jared opened the door and gave Annie a smile that looked suspiciously like the smirk he had on when he managed to successfully humiliate her. "Hi Annie, sorry to drag you into this lover's quarrel between Amanda and I."

"I only came to talk." Annie said. She summoned as much dignity as she could and marched past him into the dorm. His dorm had a significant lack of personality as there were no posters or anything to make it feel homely. It was a single room, with only one bed. She didn't know if the lack of any roommates was good or bad for her circumstance.

"Understood." Jared said. He pulled out the only chair for her to sit down in. "Can I interest you in some alcohol?" He pointed to his closet which had an impressive (for an 18 year old unable to buy liquor) display of alcohol.

"No, thank you." She said.

"Suit yourself." He poured one for her anyway. He poured a glass for himself, downed it one gulp, poured himself another and sat down on his bed. "So you wanted to talk right?"

"That's right. I think you should talk to Amanda. I don't think for one moment that she would cheat on you. She's head over heels for you and from what it sounds like, Brian made the first move on her but she pushed him away. The only thing you have is his words against hers."

"I trust Brian. If he said he slept with her, then I trust him completely."

"What if he's lying?"

"Come on little Asian Annie, there you people go, not trusting folks again."

"Don't call me that!" She snapped, furiously. For years, that was just one of the nicknames that plagued her.

"Why are you people so distrustful of white folks? If he says they had sex, then of course she would say otherwise to save face. She wouldn't want to be called a cheating slut."

Annie stared at him in outrage. Just like that, two sentences from him, and memories of hateful rhetoric came bubbling back up to the surface. "You racist piece of shit! Me being Asian has nothing to do with anything!" She yelled at him. "God, I KNEW you hadn't changed. You have been and always will be a... a..." She struggled to find a word as vehement as her emotions right now. "...a racist, white piece of shit."

She sat there huffing for a few seconds then reached for the glass of alcohol and downed the contents. No, she wasn't going to let this asshole destroy the mental progress she had made. The alcohol turned out to be whiskey and burned as it flowed down her throat. Within seconds, her glass was full again, courtesy of Jared.

"You're right, Annie. I didn't mean to say that. I'm sorry. I'm just so heartbroken." Jared said, downing his own beverage and burying his face in his hands.

Annie was taken aback. This was the first time he had ever apologized. Like ever. In fact, this was the first time he had shown any decent human emotion. Her anger abated, she went to pat him on the back.

"I think if you just talked to her, you would find this a whole misunderstanding."

"Maybe you're right." Jared said. He looked up at her and raised his glass again. "To love."

She hesitated. She really didn't want to get drunk. It was only a Monday and she had to get up early for class tomorrow. She could also already feel the warmth of her first shot of whiskey. But she relented. One more won't hurt. "To love." They clinked glasses and each downed their own glass.

"But what if she did sleep with my best friend?" He said at last. "She doesn't even remember what happened. How will I ever forgive her if she just slept with him? Does she just expect me to slink back to her like nothing happened?" He hung his face in his hands again.

Annie didn't drink often, because she knew she was a lightweight. And she could definitely begin to feel her cheeks flush. She looked down at her hands and her glass was somehow full of whiskey again. She got off her chair and sat next to him on his bed, patting his broad shoulder. She had no idea that he was so sad.

"There, there. Just talk to her, it will be alright." She said, almost slurring.

"Thanks Annie." Jared said, looking up. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close as they sat next to each other. "Oh careful with that glass in your hand. Be careful to not spill any on the bed."

"Oh yeah." She said. She attempted to put the glass on his table, but he kept a firm arm around her shoulder. "Just down it. It's only whiskey. Aren't Asians able to hold their liquor?"

"We can!" She said, annoyed. She downed it just to show the asshole.

"Nice one." He said, filling the glass again. "I think I will talk to her tomorrow morning."

"Oh good, I know she'll be happy to hear from you. She's probably worried sick."

"But I want to do it on equal terms." He said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well,at the very least, she kissed Brian, so I think I should get to kiss another girl too. That way, we'll be talking on equal grounds. To compromise!" He cheered, holding up his glass to clink hers. She downed hers as well, without thinking, even if she didn't agree with what he just said.

"That's not how it works, Jared." She said after downing her latest drink.

"Well I don't think I can talk to her without kissing her best friend. I'd be at too big a disadvantage. Who's her best friend? Is it her neighbor, Linda?"

"I am," Annie said at once. "I'm her best friend."

He smiled at her. "Then maybe if I kiss you I'll talk to her"

She hesitated. This wasn't the best way to go about doing things. But her mind felt hazy and befuddled. She couldn't articulate why it wasn't the best way to make things right with Amanda.

"Come on, just a little kiss." He said leaning down.

"Just a little kiss." she agreed. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. It was a soft and gentle kiss, but firm and warm. In her hazy state, she felt herself melt into the comforting embrace. She had kissed one other guy before, her first date in college, but he was inexperienced and used way too much tongue. Jared was respectful. He probed her lips with his tongue and only entered her mouth when she opened her lips more to accommodate him. It felt good kissing attractive guys. Annie would never admit it (outloud), but he was extremely handsome.

She didn't know if it was the alcohol or his technique, but they ended up kissing for close to 5 minutes. They only stopped when he pulled out of the kiss.

"That was incredible, Annie."

"Yeah, that was hot. You're a good kisser." She meant it. Her fuzzy brain knew she would have continued to make out with him for much longer if he didn't break it. She looked down, feeling an unfamiliar, but wonderful sensation and noticed Jared's hand on left breast. He still had his arm over her shoulder and used it to snake his hand around to cup her breasts. She had a bra on, but could feel his strong hands massage her boob even over her bra. It felt nice.

"Oops, I'm sorry. Force of habit. I didn't mean to touch you there." He said, but didn't remove his hand. "Here, lets make it even." He grabbed her hand and put it on his crotch. She could feel a big dick under his basketball shorts.

"I don't think that's necessary," she said, but couldn't help stroking the massive thing over his shorts in wonder. So this is what a dick felt like.

"Now let's try to re-enact what happened between Amanda and Brian." Jared said. "So they kissed like this." He leaned down and kissed her again, passionately.

This time, he didn't break the kiss and instead explored her mouth with his tongue. She could feel his hand still massaging her breast, first over her shirt, then under it. She noticed she was still fondling his now erect penis.

"And then he made another move on her like this." Jared whispered. Breaking the kiss, he began to kiss and suck on her neck. Annie had never felt anything so good. She let out a long moan. His hands stopped massaging her breast and instead withdrew his arm around her shoulder to rest on the clasp of her bra. In one swift motion, he freed her breasts.

Annie was too absorbed in the feeling of his mouth on her neck to care.

"If you were Amanda," Jared said between kisses on her neck. "Would you have stopped my advances?" His hands found her bare nipples under her shirt. They were no longer protected by her bra, and he had full access to them. Every flick of her nipples, every pinch of her tits sent waves of pleasure across her body.

"No, I wouldn't have been able to resist." Annie said, moaning. No one had ever touched her chest before. And even when she touched her own, when washing them in the shower, they didn't send the spark of pleasure they had now at his touch.

"What if I were to remove your shirt and begin sucking on your nipples? Would you stop me?" He asked.

"I, might." she said, unconvincingly.

"Oh, lets see then." He stood up and removed her shirt without an ounce of resistance. The cool night air tickled her skin, giving her goosebumps. He then sat back down and attacked her nipples with his mouth, eliciting a gasp from her.

"You've been playing with my dick, why not remove my pants so that you can play with it more?"

She complied, again without resistance. Now she was able to marvel at the 8 inch penis in front of her. It felt firm in her hands and she gently pumped her fist up and down his shaft.

"See, I don't think she would have stopped herself from having sex with Brian." He said. "So that means I should probably fuck you too then." He said innocently.

"I don't know anymore" Annie whimpered. The touch of his hands on her body and his tongue on her nipples made her feel things she never felt before. Was this the build up to sex? How could anyone resist it?

"Here, let me show you what sex feels like. You've heard me fuck your friend right. How she moaned in pleasure. Let me show you."

"But what about Amanda?" Annie said, in one last ditch effort to find a reason not to go through with it.

"Amanda wanted me to fuck you, remember?"

"OK, only because she wants us to have sex." Annie said. Giving in entirely to this man who had tormented her.

"Finally." Jared said. He helped her stand up and dropped her leggings and panties to the floor. When he removed his own shirt, they both stood there together, naked.

"Fuck you're hot.." He said Then he moved in and wrapped his muscular arms around her and pulled her in for a kiss. She melted into the kiss and could feel his big dick poking her stomach.

"Get down on your knees and suck me." He commanded. Dropping the lost, sad voice he had earlier. She complied with any prompting and began licking his dick. She tried taking his dick in her mouth, but she kept gagging when she bobbed too deep. It was the first dick she ever tasted. She didn't know how to describe the feeling of sucking on his dick. She knew she felt aroused. More aroused than she had ever been.

"You're blowjob needs work, but we can work on that later." Lie down on the bed. She complied again, with no resistance and spread her legs for him.

He took a second to leer at her glistening pussy. "I've been waiting for this forever." He finally said then joined her on the bed. "I didn't notice what a hot piece of ass you were until the last semester of senior year. You know I've never fucked an Asian before. But by how fucking good you look, I may have to broaden my targets."

He began rubbing the tip of his dick across her vagina. Slapping her clit with his now slick penis, he again rubbed himself up on her.