Nice Guys Finish Last

This is a romance series that contains domination, femdom, and humiliation topics. I hope you enjoy this wild journey!

Chapter 16

They say that young men and women go to college not only to get a degree, but to also discover themselves. The notion made sense, but after two and a half years of school, I was left wondering,

Who am I really?

In high school, I thought I knew who I was. I was just some lowdown loser who was predestined to never get recognition or a girlfriend. I was always going to be that guy in the background, doing the bulk of the work while others received praise.

That didn't quite turn out to be the case, however...

I was actually doing well in school, and my peers seemed to respect that about me. I had gotten into the engineering program I wanted, and things were starting to look promising for me, career-wise.

The more surprising aspect of my life, however, was the girlfriend situation. Yes, I indeed did get a girlfriend; a very cute one, in fact! Things just weren't going so well with her... and the sex, or lack thereof, wasn't great either.

What made matters worse was that my lifelong bully seemed to have the key to unlock all my sexual fantasies... although some of the acts were forced upon me... And I didn't even like what she was doing to me at first... but, it was like Julia knew all the right buttons to press to make me desperate for her, while feeling disappointed over my actual relationship.

Yes, I had become a cheater...

That was yet another thing that Julia forced me to do. I'm not making excuses. I'm still a terrible person. I'm just stating facts... Julia could force me to do almost anything she wanted with her seduction alone... and she was also much stronger than me...

Even her best friend, Valerie, had gotten in on the act! And, God damn, was she attractive! Perhaps Julia was right; maybe I just had a thing for tall and dominant women. But no matter what traits any other woman had, no matter how beautiful, no matter their personality... it was always Julia that my mind would run to for some reason.

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February 13th... another night alone.

Getting ghosted by Tina had become a common theme for me. I was a bit surprised, considering it was the eve of Valentine's Day. We had no plans the following day, and I couldn't help but wonder if she'd be hanging out with Romeo instead.

Every time I brought him up, she attempted to throw me off course by saying they only kept in touch on social media. I had seen them texting back and forth, however, but didn't feel right confronting her about it, considering my secret rendezvous with Julia.

Accepting my defeat for the night, I zipped my backpack up after placing something inside. Before I could get ready for bed, however, I noticed a message on my phone.

"Are you alone?"

My eyes grew big, and my heart started to pound. "Yeah..." I responded, while my legs shook.

Like many times before, I discovered that Julia's question was just a mere warning. There was a sudden knock on my door, and without any doubt, I knew she was already there...

"Hi, Phillip," she greeted once I opened the door. Brushing right past me, she walked into my room and made herself at home by sitting on the bed.

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

Removing her jacket, she once again reminded me of how sexy her body was, even in a T-shirt and jeans. "I just thought I'd stop by and check up on you."

"Check up on me? For what?"

"Oh, you know... We had that training and all, don't you remember?"

I could feel the blood rushing through my body as she gave me one of those patented evil smirks. Trying to keep myself together, I gulped before responding, "I remember..."

"Well, how has the training worked?" Julia asked, crossing her legs.

Red in the face, I answered, "I don't know if it helped with Tina, but... I'm horny all the time now... because I can't stop thinking about it... what you and Valerie did to me..."

Slowly, I started to notice that she was suppressing a laugh. Unfortunately, it eventually escaped her, and she was giggling right in my face, just like she had done so many times before.

"At least your little ED problem is cured, right?"

"I guess... but it feels kind of wrong that I'm not even thinking about Tina..."

"Yeah, that was my fault," Julia suggested as she regained her composer. "Valerie was the wrong girl to practice with. We both know how much you like tall girls with big boobs."

My face grew even redder as I looked away, trying to hide my embarrassment. "It's not just that though... There are a lot of things about Tina, outside of her height and chest, that keep me from being aroused by her..."

Still looking away, my mind drifted towards the problems in our relationship outside of sex. There was a lack of communication, there were jealousy issues, and it didn't even feel like she enjoyed being my girlfriend. However, just as I was about to vent out my issues, I noticed Julia was now right in my face, causing me to jump back in fear.

"Is it because she won't do doggy-style?"

"What?!" I asked, completely startled.

"Doggy-style... You know, the position where you're doing the girl from behind... We've done it before."

"I know what doggy-style is... but that's not..."

"I thought you liked doggy-style," she interrupted, causing me to become cherry red. "You came really hard... and you moaned like a girl..."

"Yeah, okay... I like doggy-style... but..."

"Maybe you just hate missionary," she interrupted, shutting me up once again. "That's what you guys have been doing, right? Only missionary?"

I started to panic as I struggled to find an answer. "Um... yeah," I finally admitted, despite the awkwardness of spilling details to Julia.

"I'm assuming she doesn't ride you... so I figured it was all missionary."

"You're right... It's always a missionary..."

"Well, maybe that's the problem," she suggested, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

Though I knew there was more to my issues with Tina than just the position we were engaging in, I couldn't really argue that with Julia. She wasn't listening to me anyway, and I was in no place to debate someone who could make me cum without even moving a single muscle.

Before I knew it, she had placed both of her hands on my face, causing me to go wide-eyed. With the slightest bit of effort, she could be so seductive, making me squirm at the mere presence of her sexual prowess.

I thought she was going to give me a kiss, but instead, she stared into my eyes and grinned at me like I was her prey. "We should try missionary."

My eyes grew even larger, like I had seen a ghost. "We... what?"

"Let's try missionary."

"But... why?"

She removed her hands from my face, and instead, placed them on her hips. "I want to see what's so awful about it. And besides, if you enjoy it with me, you may start to enjoy it with her. Win-win, am I right?"

I could hardly see how she considered this a win-win situation, but I had long given up on trying to resist when Julia wanted something. It was pointless, and though I was facing morality issues of my own, I couldn't deny what a pervert I had become for her.

Not that I had a say in the matter or anything, but Julia dragged me to my bed before I could even give her a response. "Take your clothes off," she demanded, as if bossing me around was no big deal to her.

Surprisingly, she started taking her clothes off at the same time as I did. I could hardly even focus on myself as I watched her pulling her shirt off, revealing a lacey red bra.

The next thing I knew, I was completely naked while she was stepping out of her jeans. She had on a matching red thong, almost as if she had planned on being seen in her underwear.

I could never tell with her though. The idea that she cared about my opinion on her appearance was silly, and I was pretty sure she dressed sexy all the time anyway.

Since we were about to have sex, I assumed she was going to take her bra and panties off, even though Tina didn't normally get completely naked. However, Julia came to a stop when she noticed something about me that she found hilarious.

Pointing, she burst into laughter as she expressed, "You're already so hard!"

In truth, I had an erection the second I smelled her aroma when she entered my room. However, seeing her in that red bra and thong combo was enough to give any man a boner, no matter how they felt about her.

"Well, it looks like you're all ready to go," Julia teased as she poked fun at my erect penis. "There's just one problem; I don't think I'm wet enough yet."

"Huh?!" I reacted, having never even considered that she could get wet around me.

She then took a seat on my bed and waved me over with her finger. "Why don't you sit on my lap?" she teased with a little giggle.

"But... why...?"

"Because that always gets me wet."

"It does?!" I asked as my dick twitched at the thought of Julia being aroused by me.

"Of course it does. Don't you want to get me wet, Phillip?"

Nodding my head, I took a seat on her lap, just as I had done so many times before. I never understood why this was so amusing, especially to the point where she forced me to sit on Valerie's lap too. But now, knowing that it aroused her in some way, I felt compelled, more than ever, to sit on her lap like the submissive boy that I was.

Once I was sitting on top of her legs, my arms naturally wrapped around her shoulders, since I had become so familiar with this position. However, it was so awkward, I couldn't help but look away, even though I knew she was staring at me with a smirk.

"Why aren't you looking at me?" she whispered into my ear, noticing how awkward I was acting. "Are you afraid of eye-contact or something?"

Truthfully, she wasn't far off. It's not that I was afraid of eye-contact in general; it was just whenever I glanced into her beautiful brown eyes, I found myself growing weak from the way she would stare into my perverted soul.

"No..." I eventually whispered, not wanting to admit any of that to her face.

She then placed her hand on my cheek and forced me to look directly into her eyes. "Well, good... because I like making eye-contact with you."

"With me?" I asked with my trembling voice. "Why do you like eye-contact with me?"

Holding me by the waist, she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe I just enjoy seeing how scared you get. Or maybe it's because you feel so weak when we make eye-contact. Who knows? But I like the way I feel when I stare into your eyes."

That explanation shouldn't have given me an erection, considering how many insults she sprinkled in there, but just hearing her say that she liked something about me made my heart pound. I was once again weak for her, and a little moan escaped me as we stared into each other's eyes.

Eventually, I felt so awkward looking at her pretty smile that I just had to break the silence. "So... this will really make you wet?"

Her smirk quickly turned into a giggle. "Did you really believe me when I said this makes me wet?"

I gulped, fearing the embarrassment I was about to endure. "Um... yes..."

"That was just a lie to get you to sit on my lip," she explained before bursting into laughter. As I sat there with a red face, she could hardly keep herself together as she further expressed, "I just didn't feel like dragging you on my lap, so I tricked you instead."

With a loud gasp, I began climbing off her, but she grabbed a hold of me, not allowing me to escape. "If you want to make me wet, you're going to have to show a little more effort."

"What do you mean?!"

"I mean, you can't just sit there. You need to dance for me."

"Dance?! But I don't know how to dance!"

She grabbed me by the hips and forced my entire body towards her, so I was now straddling her thick thighs. "Just start moving back and forth," she said as she grabbed my hips and forced me into the motion. "Come on, Phillip! Haven't you ever heard of a lap dance?"

Awkwardly, I placed my hands on her shoulders as my body began moving on its own. It wasn't like I had a choice anyway, but for some reason, I was now obedient to her demands.

"I've heard of lap dances, but I've never actually seen one!" I whined as my little penis rubbed against her midsection. "Am I doing it right?!"

Julia grabbed me by my ass cheeks and pressed my frail body against hers. "You're actually not that bad at this. I'll have to keep this in mind for the future."

"What is that supposed to mean?!"

"Just shut up and keep dancing," she responded before smacking me on both of my butt cheeks simultaneously. Then, as my body was grinding against her, a smile came over her face before she licked one of my nipples. As I let out a squeal, she whispered, "I'll do it again if you keep dancing for me."

I was so humiliated that I couldn't come up with an excuse for the feminine sound that escaped me. All I know was that I began grinding hard for her, moving my body like the submissive bitch boy she had turned me into.

With her hands on my ass, she helped me grind against her even harder. Then, as she went back and forth, giving each of my nipples a lick, I could feel a strong sensation building up inside me.

My dick had been grinding against her body so hard that I was almost ready to cum just from the lap dance I was performing. Julia could tell what was happening, fortunately, and put an end to my lap dance by dropping down onto her back.

As I leaned over, attempting to recover from my close call, she made matters worse for me by removing her bra. When I saw those large tits being exposed, though I had seen so many times before, it was like seeing the sun for the first time after a lifetime of rain.

Then, as she removed her underwear, the red thong that I loved so much, I'm pretty sure I creeped her out because I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Her body was a work of art, and the more I stared at it, the more I realized how lucky I was just to be in her presence.

While I was stuck, contemplating whether this was a dream or reality, she wrapped her legs around me and brought me closer to her. This was our first time doing missionary, and within seconds, she was already showing me how arousing it could be... when I was with the right person...

Planting my palms to each side of her, I began positioning myself firmly between her legs. However, she was the one who initiated, like she always did, and pulled me into her, greeting me with her warmth.

As stimulating as her vagina was, tightly squeezing my little penis, what captivated me most was how wet she felt. Could it have been true that I actually aroused her with the clumsy lap dance I was forced to perform? All signs pointed to yes, considering I had been inside her multiple times in the past, and yet, had never experienced a feeling like this.

She looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers. It was like Julia wanted to moan, but she didn't want to give me the satisfaction that I was actually doing a good job. That's what I thought, at least, until she grabbed me by the face and forced me to kiss her... something Tina and I never did during sex...

Copying the same motion I used while I was straddling her lap, I rocked my hips back and forth as our tongues twirled together. In response, she squeezed me with her legs and even scratched my back with her sharp fingernails.

In that moment, I knew this was how missionary was supposed to feel... It wasn't boring at all. It was an intertwining of two souls, allowing themselves to be vulnerable together...

It was truly beautiful... That's what I thought, at least... until Julia reverted back to the woman I had always known...

When she pulled her tongue away from mine, I opened my eyes, desperate to know why she had stopped kissing me. What I saw was that evil grin on her face, striking fear in my heart yet again.

"What's wrong?" I asked, even though I hadn't stopped thrusting.

With that familiar gaze in her eyes, locking on to me like I was her prey, she let out a giggle. "You can fuck me harder than that if you'd like," she whispered so sensually in my ear. "I'm so fucking wet... I want you to pound me like a jackrabbit."

"Huh?!" I reacted, as I started backing away from her.

She brought me in once again with her strong legs, causing me to fall on top of her. From there, she placed her hand on the back of my head, pressing my face into her chest. "Fuck my pussy like you fucked my hand the other day. Fuck me as hard as you can!"

Still scared, I struggled to move a muscle, but just like she had done during the lap dance, she slapped me on the ass, and I began moving back and forth automatically, fearing I had no other option.

"That's a good boy," she whispered as she gave me another spank.

I began going even faster, panicking as my face was pressed against her large tits. Before I knew it, I was doing exactly as she demanded, acting as a jackrabbit, going to town on her with my throbbing member.

"This is how you've always wanted to fuck me, isn't it?" she whispered, grabbing my ass. She then helped me thrust her by moving my body back and forth. "I want you to fuck me like I'm your bitch!"

She began pulling my ass so hard that my cheeks spread apart. With another one of her evil chuckles, she removed her hand from my head and brought it down to my butt.

Instead of grabbing my other cheek, however, she sent a jolting sensation flowing through my body as one of her fingers entered my anus. I swear, that was the hardest I had ever thrusted, because I was just so shocked at how easy it was for her to violate me.

"Yes, like that!" she moaned as she wiggled her finger deeper inside me.

I began bouncing my ass for her, allowing her to finger fuck me from behind as I humped her relentlessly. She may have been the one who told me to fuck her like she was my bitch, but there was no doubting that I was the submissive one despite being on top. I was moaning like a girl, yet again, and she was on the bottom, controlling me like the dominant woman that she was.

As much as this sounded like some sort of adventurous quest, I'm pretty sure I only lasted a minute or two before I needed to erupt. Planting myself firmly, I opened my eyes and warned, "I'm about to cum!"

Though she allowed me to escape her, she didn't let me get too far. As I was about to turn and finish to the side of her, like I was used to doing with Tina, Julia grabbed my pulsing dick and made sure I finished all over her.

With one final tug, I shot my wad all over the place. Some landed above her, and some landed on her stomach, but of course... most of it embarrassingly wound up all over her pretty face.

Like many times before, an extreme sense of guilt came crashing over me as I watched her being covered in my white cream. I wanted it to stop, for her sake, but my bully continued to tug on my cock, making me cum for what felt like an eternity.

Once I was finally done, I landed to the side of her and struggled to catch my breath. I couldn't even take a moment to reminisce on how amazing the whole experience felt, because I was sure that she was going to yell at me like she always did whenever I finished on her.

Much to my surprise, however, she just turned her head towards me and gave me a smile. Before I could fight my way back up to my feet and run off to grab a tissue for her, she began wiping my load with her hands while giggling at the mess I had made.

"That was a lot!" she teased, almost playing with my cum as it dripped from her hands. She even started wiping it against her flawless skin before joking, "I wonder if I can moisturize myself with this like lotion."

I couldn't believe it. There I was, panting heavily as I rested right next to her. She wasn't angry or anything. It was almost like she was happy that I had finished all over her.