This one is short, but needed to advance the story! All characters in the story are fictional. Any resemblance to any person is coincidental and all characters are above 18.
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Rasika had gotten used to the taste of cum. It had become a daily routine to go to Karan's house after school and make out with him, ending with either him dry-humping her or her blowing him. But it was mostly her kneeling in front of Karan who lounged on the couch while her soft lips worked their way up and down Karan's stiff shaft. Initially, Karan had to give her instructions while she gave him a blowjob. They had also watched some of Karan's favorite porn so that she would learn how to please him. But she was not ready to do all of it yet, for example taking all his cock inside her mouth. He had tried to force her to take more and more of his cock, but her throat resisted the intrusions of his eager shaft. But she had gotten better in many ways. For example, she had learned to anticipate when he was about to finish and suck harder to increase his pleasure towards the end. Instinctively, she had learned to use her tongue too which pleased Karan a lot. The first time she had accidentally brushed his cock head with her tongue and heard him groan with pleasure. She tested him a bit, and then went all out, licking his cock all over while it was in her mouth all the while sucking away. Karan had said that he "loved her mouth" when she finished. But all she heard was "loved." She wanted to be loved.
Now she was figuring out several strategies and routines to pleasure Karan with her mouth. Some variation here and there depending on his mood. Sometimes when Karan was in a good mood, she would start off slowly, daring to tease him with soft kisses on his cock, flicking her tongue lightly and sparingly. But other times she knew she was going to get used hard and preferred to get with the program so she could get him to cum sooner. Those days, it was straight out face fucking. She knew by his body language what he wanted. From the first few times, she knew not to wait for Karan to take off her clothes because he was too eager for release and her clothes ended up getting spit and cum all over them. Those times when Karan was in a foul mood, she would quickly take off all her uniform right at the door while he dropped his bag and took off his shoes and socks. He would either fuck her face right there or drag her to the couch before starting. She kept a hairband handy, wearing it on her wrist whenever she visited so that she could tie her hair in a ponytail in the few seconds it took to for Karan to position himself and take out his cock. Face fucking had taken a bit of getting used to. She was terrified that her teeth would brush his cock and hurt him. But after a few instructions from Karan she was ready.
On most "regular" days, she was instantly stripped naked right away or he let her just keep her skirt on. He made her fold the skirt a couple of times at the top, at her waist, so that the skirt became smaller. Sometimes he asked her to have pig tails or braid her hair. It gave him a power trip thinking he was banging a younger girl than him who was still in school. Especially a teacher's daughter. Rasika's mother taught chemistry in school the same school. They had met during the high-school prom, right before the school year ended. She was eighteen and he was nineteen. But he would be off to college soon.
But today was different, Karan was in a particularly bad mood. He had aggressively thrust his tongue into her mouth and was groping her ass and tits violently. Rasika felt herself get instantly wet as he molested her. She knew she was going to get marks and bruises around her lips tonight and most likely her nipples because she could tell he wasn't going to leave them alone. Karan led Rasika to the couch and pushed her on to it. He then took off all his clothing including his underwear and stood in front of Rasika. There were two things that Rasika observed to be very unusual. First, for the first time in the four weeks of "dating" she had been the one with her clothes on while Karan was naked. Second, Karan was limp.
"MAKE ME HARD NOW!" Karan roared. Rasika was unsure about what to do. She usually used her mouth on his erect cock. Her eyes roamed down from Karan's face down to his cock, taking it all in. She had never seen a soft cock before. There hadn't been any soft cocks or tiny cocks in the porn that Karan had shown her.
"So cute!" she said softly. But it was loud enough for Karan to hear who became enraged. "WHAT DID YOU SAY? HOW DARE YOU! YOU AND YOUR MOTHER ARE BOTH BITCHES!"
"My mother?"
"That's right! She gave me an F on the last chemistry exam! I am so stressed because of her! I have to get into a good college!"
"I am sorry... I am not sure what to do. I am sorry she did that. I really am sorry. Maybe... you can just use me like your stress buster? You know, I could give you a massage or something? Why don't you sit down here and we can try something out?"
Karan hesitated for a moment, then complied. Rasika went behind the couch and started rubbing and massaging his shoulders and neck area. She didn't know what to do, she seductively went in front of the couch and started a strip tease.
"You want my pussy don't you? You want to fuck it and fill it up with your cum?' she asked while bending down a little and sliding her hands up her thighs and under her skirt.
