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Hello! For those of you who are unfamiliar with this series, it began as a femdom story between the main character, Phillip, and his bully, Julia. It started in high school, but they are in college now. In the last chapter, Julia stated they would never see each other again. Can Phillip get over his bully?

Thanks to Chief Hal for proofreading.

Chapter 13

Over the next two years, I should have been happy with the person I had become. My life didn't turn out to be the never-ending series of disappointments I had suspected it would be when I was in high school. I got into my university's engineering program like I had hoped, so my future seemed pretty set. Even more impressive, I had a girlfriend, Tina, and we had been dating long enough to conclude I hadn't completely blown it.

I'd be lying if I said our relationship had gone completely smoothly though. Tina and I definitely had our up and downs.

Sometimes, I felt like more of a friend than an actual lover to her, and by friend I mean study partner. However, we were both in the middle of the most studious years of our lives, so I tried to be understanding. I was also the smartest person she knew; something she didn't hesitate to tell me whenever she needed my help.

Perhaps my biggest gripe was that our relationship hadn't gotten very physical yet. We would kiss every now and then, but there was never the moment where I thought,

This could be it.

I didn't know what her deal was, to be honest. Whenever I'd bring the subject up, she would say, "Not yet. We just started dating." That was a response I'd expect during the first month; not after two years of exclusive dating.

With Tina and me being so enthralled in our studies, she started spending a lot of time with me. Romeo had switched majors to business, and even though he was still around, our study group went from three to two, often with Tina and me alone in my dorm room.

Though I respected my girlfriend, I couldn't help but think about sex every time she was in my room. Just seeing her little frame sitting on my bed as I explained a scientific concept to her started driving me crazy. I was back to hiding boners again, only this time, I knew it would probably lead to nothing.

Yes, Tina was nothing like Julia...She wasn't as tall and curvy as my bully was... and she definitely didn't force me to have sex with her, like my bully did either... Tina was nice to me, and she was actually around... while Julia had always been mean to me... and was definitely no longer in my life...

I hadn't seen Julia since that day I went to her bedroom and we had sex. Never once did I stop thinking about her though. I often contemplated what I did wrong that night, and how I could have made things better.

We deleted each other's numbers, thanks to her. I'm sure if I had memorized her number, she wouldn't have responded to me, anyway.

There was no way of communicating with her, and even if I had been lucky enough to cross paths with her, I'm sure she would have ignored me. The truth was, she no longer wanted anything to do with me, and I just had to accept that fact.

Often, I'd find myself randomly staring at her social media page, or even gazing at the swim team website, hoping to get a sense of how she was doing. I never found much on her, but from what little glimpses I got, I could admit she was still beautiful.

It wasn't like her physical attraction was what made me unable to forget her. I mean, yeah, who wouldn't want to have sex with a curvy, gorgeous woman like her, even if she did like to push the boundaries a bit...? What was more important to me was knowing that she was okay.

I couldn't tell you how badly I wanted to go to one of her swim meets, just so I could support her from afar. I just knew that it wasn't what she wanted, and I had to respect that wish, even though she hadn't always been so respectful towards me...

Yes, I was in a committed relationship with Tina, an adorable and smart girl I should have felt lucky to be with. However, I'd be a liar If I said I didn't spend just as much time thinking about Julia, even though we hadn't talked in two years. And unfortunately, I felt no matter what stage I was in life, I'd never be able to completely forget her. She was my bully, and we hated each other... but more than anything, I just hoped she was happy...

***

It was finals time, yet again, and I had just completed my fifth test in the past three days. It was a daunting task for any bioengineering major, considering the slate of difficult courses I was taking. However, I was as confident as ever that I have aced all five of those tests.

Feeling proud of myself, I messaged Tina right when I was done, early that Friday afternoon. She had finished all her tests a few days before, but I knew she was still on campus, despite the fact that she hadn't talked to me since finishing her finals.

Thinking she had just been too tired to message me, I sent her a text telling her how well I did on my finals, in hopes that it would spark her to give me a response. Unfortunately, I received nothing back, and concluded that she was still too worn out after finishing a difficult semester.

With no other obligations on my plate, I just took the rest of the day to relax, knowing I had yet another tough slate of courses ahead of me the next semester. If I wasn't going to be hanging out with my girlfriend that night, I just wanted to take some time to play video games before heading back to see my parents the following day.

As the sun started to set, and it eventually became dark outside, I could all but conclude that I wasn't going to hear back from Tina that day. Usually, she never texted me after eight. I just assumed she was one of those people who liked going to bed early.

It actually felt great to play video games for the first time in months. I had been so caught up in my schoolwork and trying to garner Tina's attention that I hadn't had any time for gaming. But after such a stressful time in my life, it was just nice to turn my brain off and pretend I was shooting zombies in an apocalyptic world.

I ended up staying awake much later than normal. I still had my little workout routine in the morning, though I was too shy to let anyone see, so I was normally in bed around ten.

On this particular night, however, I was up past midnight, destroying zombies. When I finished with my game, however, I was shocked to see that I had missed a text. Even more surprising was who it came from; Tina, who I had all but given up on seeing that night.

"What are you doing?" she asked me, thirty minutes prior.

Assuming I had already missed my opportunity to see her, I just texted back, "I was playing video games. Sorry for not responding sooner."

As I suspected, she did not give me a response, leaving me disappointed all over again. If I had just been paying attention to my phone, I knew that I could have possibly been hanging out with my girlfriend instead of playing video games by myself like a loser.

Hanging my head in shame, I started to crawl into bed. That's when a knock at the door sent shivers down my spine.

Who could it be?

I wondered to myself. I hadn't had someone unexpectedly show up since Julia would come over to bully me.

Though I knew that possibility was unfathomable, I couldn't help but get excited as I turned the knob. Much to my shock, however, it wasn't my bully from the past who was standing on the other side; it was my current girlfriend, Tina, standing there with a frustrated look on her face.

"Tina, what are you doing here?" I asked, raising my eyebrows, as I observed how fatigued she looked.

With the smell of alcohol coming from her breath, which surprised me, because I didn't even know she drank, she ignored my question and asked, "Why didn't you answer my text?!"

"I did answer your text!" I quickly explained, cowering from the feeling of having a woman mad at me again.

She then checked her phone and a smile came over her face. "Oh! My bad!"

"So... what are you doing here?"

She looked at me and giggled. "I just wanted to, uh... congratulate you on your finals."

"Really?" I asked, confused, since I had never seen her act like this before.

"Of course," she said, stepping past me as I moved out of the way. "But can I ask you something first?"

I looked at her and scratched my head. "Um, sure... What is it, Tina?"

Still oozing with the smell of alcohol, and unable to walk in a straight line, she turned and placed her hands behind her back. "Once you're a bioengineer, how much money do you think you'll make?"

"Wait, what?" I reacted, surprised that she would straight up ask me about money. Though we were in a long-term, committed relationship, I was still a bit uncomfortable giving her an answer, so I just responded, "I'm not exactly sure..."

"Just tell me, Phillip," she teased, playfully rubbing her finger up and down my chest. It was the first time she had done something so seductive to me. It was nothing compared to what I had been through in the past, but after going so many years with absolutely nothing, I was immediately rock-hard and unable to think straight.

"It... it just depends..." I finally mumbled, now focused more on my boner than I was my girlfriend. "There are a lot of different possibilities!"

"So let me try this a different way," Tina said, allowing her hand to go further down my body. "Let's fast forward three years. If you get a good bioengineering job like I know you will, since you're so smart and all... will you be making a lot of money?

"Well... yeah... I suppose..."

"Like, how much?"

"Um... it's like I said before," I moaned as her hand came closer and closer to my stiff penis. "It depends on a number of factors..."

She teased me, running her fingers across my belt line, causing me to quiver. "Are we talking six figures here?"

I don't know why I answered, but I guess I was desperate enough to try to impress her. "Most likely I'd start at six figures... but I'm sure it would go up a lot after that..."

Tina then giggled, leaving me only to assume that my answer satisfied her. With a chuckle, she then expressed, "Do you know what I've always found most attractive about you, Phillip?"

"No..." I responded, even though I kind of hoped she would say that she noticed I had been working out.

"It's that you're so smart and good at everything you put your mind to. I think that's really manly of you..."

My eyes grew big and I suddenly didn't notice the smell of alcohol emitting from her breath any longer. "You think that's manly of me?"

"Of course I do," she said with another giggle. "What woman wouldn't like a man who could take care of her financially?"

Damn, that would have sounded hot if she had just left out that final word,

I thought to myself, still horny for her now that we were finally together. I could almost ignore that empty drunk look in her eyes as I desperately wanted to kiss her. However, I had become accustomed to not expect anything like that from her.

To my shock, Tina then placed both her hands on my chest and started leading me towards my bed. "Phillip... I'm horny..." she said, causing a jolt of adrenaline to shoot through my entire body. "Don't you want to have sex with me?"

Even though this was something I had been desperate for, over the past two years, I tried my best to play it cool so I wouldn't sound like such a loser. "Of course, I do!" I finally screamed.

Admittedly, my response wasn't as smooth as I had hoped it would be. However, Tina still seemed pleased with my answer, responding, "Do me, Phillip!"

The time had finally come; the moment I had waited for my entire life. A woman actually wanted to have sex with me, a self-proclaimed loser. And this wasn't some bully, just teasing me for being a pervert this time; This was my actual girlfriend, and she was begging me to do her!

I couldn't let this moment slip by me. I was nervous, but also experienced enough to know what to do. Of course, I was used to my previous partner forcing the interaction, but I had thought about this moment long enough to know how to handle a more consensual encounter.

Bringing Tina down to my bed, I began stripping off her clothes. I immediately noticed how skinny her body was as she lay there in her tan bra and cotton white panties. She still looked beautiful, and was way out of my league, even if she didn't have a voluptuous body like my previous partner...

She took off her panties, which weren't sexy like the ones Julia normally wore, but I was still desperate to get inside her. Then, as I went for her bra, she stopped me, insisting, "Hurry up and get inside me!"

I kind of wanted a bit more foreplay before I jumped into the action... sort of like I had with Julia... I was more used to being teased at the beginning, before getting to the real action. Also, the foreplay was nice since I had a habit of finishing really fast...

After giving up on the idea of Tina playing with my balls or licking my nipples the way Julia used to do for me, I decided kissing was enough foreplay to really get me going. I placed my lips on hers, and we made out for a couple of seconds. She then pushed me away from her, demanding, "Just get inside me!"

The make-out session wasn't exactly what I hoped for, but it never really was when it came to Tina. Admittedly, she was nowhere near as good of a kisser as Julia was, and all I could taste was alcohol as I tried to get my tongue inside her mouth.

After taking off my pants and underwear, I started to remove my shirt. Tina stopped me by grabbing my arm and pulling me towards her. "You don't need to take all that off! Just hurry up and do me!"

I suppose I was just used to being naked. That's how it always was with Julia, even if she was fully clothed. However, I did not let that deter me from having sex with Tina. Desperate to get inside her, I grabbed her by the hips and started to turn her around.

Once again, Tina stopped me in my tracks. "What are you doing?" she asked, pushing my hands away as she planted herself on her back.

"Oh... I was going to do you from behind..." I said, growing red in the cheeks as she furrowed her eyebrows at me.

"No, we're not doing doggy-style... I'm not a dog... Now just hurry up and get inside me before I change my mind."

I was a bit disappointed, but my dick caught an extra jolt from the way she got mad at me. Of course, I would have preferred doggy-style; that's why I tried to position her like that in the first place. However, even though I didn't like being rejected, something she said reminded me of what Julia told me before letting me try doggy-style.

It was my first time doing missionary, but I knew what I was doing. Besides doggy-style, the only other intercourse I had was when Julia was riding me in her car. Still, I had watched enough porn to feel confident on top. And besides that, missionary was kind of beginner level compared to what Julia had done to me.

Once again, this was the moment I'd been waiting for all my life. I was finally inside of a woman, and for once, it was a consensual encounter instead of Julia forcing me to swallow my pride and do whatever she wanted.

I was, of course, still a bit insecure, even though I was with my girlfriend, who had never made me feel small. Even better, Tina had just gotten done explaining how she thought I was manly. I could only hope I'd feel even more masculine as I slid myself inside her for the first time.

Much to my delight, she seemed somewhat pleased with the size of my penis as I breached the surface of her vagina. She even moaned a little, indicating that I was actually providing her pleasure.

I indeed felt manlier than ever before. If I didn't know any better, I would have felt a bit dominant compared to my normal situations regarding sex.

Everything was perfect. I was pounding her like a champ, in and out, just like I had seen in all the naughty videos. And unlike during previous times, I wasn't finished after only a few seconds of stimulation.

I could tell Tina was enjoying herself. She was moaning as she rested on her back, with her eyes closed, unable to even look at me. I assumed that she was just so aroused, she couldn't even bear to take a look at the hot action between us.

This was what I had always dreamed of. I was doing all the work, taking care of a woman who truly cared about me. Like I said, Tina was just resting on her back, taking it all while I continued to pound her.

She never once gave me any complaints after I met all of her strict stipulations. She also never did anything else for me... like grab my ass, or talk dirty to me... unlike a certain someone I used to have sex with.

Yes, everything was perfect, and I definitely went for longer than a minute. I actually lasted quite a long time without any of the extra action I was used to getting with Julia. I even started to wonder If I would ever be able to cum, because it didn't really feel like I was close to finishing.

I lasted so long that even Tina started to take notice of it. In the midst of her moaning, she asked multiple times, "Are you almost done yet?"

Not realizing that she was growing frustrated with the longevity of our session, I answered honestly, "Not yet," each time. I actually didn't know why I couldn't finish with her as quickly as normal. I assumed that after such a long hiatus, it would only take a few strokes before I unloaded a massive amount of sperm for her.

After several more repetitions of her asking me if I was about to finish, I realized that not only was I not cumming as quickly as I normally did with Julia, but I wasn't cumming at all. I didn't know whether I should have chalked it up to nervousness or just the long break in general. Either way, I started to grow worried that something was wrong with me, and that Tina would grow mad if she realized I couldn't cum with her at all.

Out of desperation, I started to think about all the things that used to make me finish so fast. It didn't make sense, but after such a long break from sex, I suddenly couldn't finish with Tina.

Whenever I was with Julia, it was only a matter of seconds before I'd unload all over her, once she got her hands on me. I suppose that was the moment I began to realize that Tina hadn't done a single thing for me outside of telling me to put myself inside her.

The more I thought about the differences between my current girlfriend and my previous partner, the more I thought about how much I appreciated what Julia used to do for me. I thought about the way she would fondle my balls and even stick her finger in my ass. Doggy-style definitely wasn't a problem for her either, and she even sucked my dick a few times... despite how much I always unloaded on her...

Everything was different about this situation. Perhaps I had gotten spoiled from my encounters with Julia. I had always dreamed of a girl who would accept me the way I was, and not force me into embarrassing acts the way my bully did. However, Julia always knew the right buttons to press to make me cum within seconds anytime she wanted me to.

It wasn't just sex that I missed about Julia in that moment. For some reason, even though I was on top of my girlfriend, I even thought about the time that I saw her at her swim meet. She looked amazing in that knee-length swimsuit, no matter how much it restricted her voluptuous body.

It was everything about my past bully that I thought about while in the midst of having sex with my girlfriend for the first time. I thought about Julia in the shower completely naked, I thought about her in her sexy panties, and I even thought about how beautiful she looked in regular clothes. Most importantly, I imagined how attractive her face looked, whether she was in the midst of bullying me or pretending to be nice.