All players are over 18...still.
Violet watched her friends drive off in the church van. A shiver went down her spine. It was either the letdown from the drug wearing off or an unease thinking about the next 24 hours. She headed back into the house just as Gerald, James, and Brian were leaving. All three hugged and kissed her, hands freely exploring her body before heading over to their cars.
"Well, that was very fruitful," Dr. Blackwood smiled as she came back into the house. She hadn't been aware of it before but the room stunk of sex, cum, sweat, and other odors. Not surprising she thought...after dozens of sexual acts. She internally cringed as flashes of her begging for cock and eagerly licking her friends' pussies ran through her head.
"Master bedroom, you'll see what I laid out for you. We should leave in an hour," the man nodded towards the hallway. He was busy taking the memory cards from the cameras and loading them into his laptop.
Violet picked up the white silky dress and sighed. Not a shock Dr. Blackwood would pick something like this out. 'Size 2?' she thought. 'it'll be tight, ' she internally groaned. 'I've had first-class mail that weighs more than this.' She stripped down and pulled the slinky fabric over her naked body. 'I can't move without something popping out,' she thought.
She checked herself in the mirror, turning from side to side along with checking out the back. The straps in the front barely (that's the right word, she thought,) covered her nipples before wrapping around her neck. Sideboob, wide cleavage, and underboob were all fully exposed. The open back exposed the top 4" of her butt crack. She shook her head and picked up the heels. Red with 5" spikes. With her size 6 feet, it was as if she were walking on tiptoes. 'Street-walking outfit,' she thought. 'Maybe Marvin will let me have this for my date with Derek.' Their first date should have no pressure as they'd already got the sex question out of the way.
The professor looked up from packing the gear in the bags, "You look great. Turn around," Marvin ordered. "Very nice," he said as he slid a hand onto her bare ass. "You'll be the hit of the party." His finger probed her crack and toyed with her asshole.
They were fashionably late, partly because Marvin wanted a blowjob in the car while they were driving over. He continued to surprise her with how many times this man could get it up, especially at his age. They had to pull off the road as they got near the hotel so he could pull his pants down and push the seat back.
Marvin cupped those incredible tits as he lay back. This dress is perfect, he thought, didn't even have to pull the strap off her neck to expose her chest. Violet had acquired truly great cocksucking skills over the last few weeks now able to effortlessly deep throat his cock. He thought about the plans he had for her that evening making his balls throb more. She wasn't going to like it, but she'd already agreed to be the good little slut.
Violet pressed her lips against his grey pubes before pulling up. She no longer had any issues with gagging and felt pride that the men she'd sucked off had all told her how great she was, not good but great. She was stroking the man's hairy balls when she heard his breathing change. She knew he'd be angry if she pulled off so she again buried her lips against his pubes and clenched her throat as he loudly groaned. She swallowed the small dribbles of cum until he was done.
Marvin pushed the girl off him and sighed, "Fuck! You are the perfect woman. Slutty, eager, great cocksucker, great cunt, great ass and tits that any other woman would kill for," he smiled. "Here's the deal, since you've been terrific and getting me new subjects I'll let you go after tomorrow morning. So, for tonight just be my dutiful girlfriend and we'll call us square."
"Really, Dr. Blackwood?" Violet asked. She was surprised as she'd have thought he'd want to abuse her some more. Especially on the Teacher's Conference trip. She was wiping her face with a small towel wishing for breath mints.
"Really, unless you want to go. I'd love to spend a week with you but I overheard Laura and Mary talking about Florida for spring break and I'd hate for you to miss out on a trip with your friends. Also, you'd better call me Marvin or Marv," he smiled, "my girlfriend wouldn't call me Dr."
Violet nodded. She suspected there was another reason since as far as she'd seen from him, he hadn't an altruistic bone in his body. "Ok, I appreciate it. I'll be the good slutty girlfriend tonight so all your colleagues will be frustrated and jealous. Ok?"
Marvin stroked the girl's leg and nodded, "Good girl, here's the deal. Anything I want my loving, dutiful girlfriend to do, she'll do without question. Say no once and the deal is off, but I'll bet you're dripping already just thinking about what nefarious plans I have for you." He felt her bare pussy and nodded, "ready, willing, and eager as usual," he smiled. He held out his dripping finger and chuckled as the cute girl sucked all her juices off it.
They walked through the hotel lobby and Violet was worried the Concierge would suspect she was a hooker with the disapproving look he gave her, but they made it to the large conference room without issue...no issues but dozens of eyes memorizing every detail of her body.
"Holy shit, Marvin! Who is that? Your granddaughter?" the Social Studies teacher, Mack Williams asked. "Oh wow, Violet?" he sputtered as he looked the girl up and down. "I didn't recognize you...you look...wow. You look great," he smiled. He tentatively ran his hand down her bare arm as he openly stared at her breasts. He hesitated then hugged the girl feeling her breasts press against him while he checked out the amount of exposed skin on her behind. He was internally kicking himself for having turned down Marvin's offer to invest in his new drug if Violet was involved.
Violet hung onto Marvin's arm as they went around the room. She knew just about every teacher and all were amazed at how 'great' she looked. So many wanted a hug, and so many affectionately stroked her back. She was constantly adjusting the narrow strap covering her breasts. Finally, they were able to grab a seat on a couch in the back next to one of Marvin's fellow teachers. It was nice not to be paraded around, though Violet had to carefully pull the hem down as far as she could as anyone who came over would instantly see she was going commando. If she weren't careful, her breasts would simply slide out from under the taut material.
"Get me a scotch, won't you?" Marvin asked. "and get something for Ted. Ted? What are you drinking? He relayed the order and smiled, "get something for yourself."
Violet carefully stood and pulled the hem down, "I'm just 19," she said.
"Don't worry about it, this isn't a bar. They don't card. Or point over here and tell them you are getting them for us," he dismissed her and returned to his conversation.
It was harder than she'd thought going over to the open bar. She was stopped a half-dozen times by former teachers who wanted to know how she was doing, though their eyes wanted to know what she would do to them. More hugs, more affectionate 'pats' on the back, more adjusting her dress.
She finally came back with the three drinks and stopped. Craig Hawkins was sitting where she'd been in deep conversation with Marvin. She handed Mr. Perkins his drink, then had to get Marvin's attention to give him his. Craig made no move to give up his seat, just glanced at her before taking the gin and tonic she'd made for herself.
"I prefer a lemon twist, but lime works," he said after a sip of the cool drink. "Next one, ask for lemon."
She wanted to do or say something but was frozen on the spot. There was now no place for her to sit and she stood there not sure what to do. This was becoming just like her nightmares...naked with this horrible boy in public.
"Violet, you remember Craig, he was in your class. He's been incredible getting the databases set up for this research," he said as he patted the nerdy boy on the shoulder.
Violet nodded and shuddered. At prom, he came up behind her and yanked down the top of her strapless dress then jumped back and laughed. Ron Atkins and Troy Saks leered at her then high-fived Craig. She'd always thought those three were the creepiest guys in school but never thought they'd do anything like that. Dozens of her classmates saw her breasts, and many clapped before she was able to stuff her boobs back into the dress. He was immediately kicked out of the prom and later charged with sexual assault.
That went nowhere. She was forced to wear the same dress and stand in front of the jury. Craig's lawyer went as far as showing how easily the dress could have fallen down on its own. She'd had to quickly cover her exposed breasts in front of the entire courtroom. The lawyer immediately apologized saying it was easier than he thought.
The judge had pounded his gavel telling the lawyer he was totally out of line for doing that, but it seemed to Violet he took in as much of her as he could before she covered up.
"Your honor, I apologize. All I wanted was to show how precariously attired the girl was, and is, and barely touched the dress. I'm sure it's obvious to the jury and to all here she may actually have planned the whole thing." He went on to tell the courtroom, that logically, she should have expected this to happen, either on purpose or by accident. He looked sharply at the girl as if she were the accused, She never liked the boy, perhaps he got better grades? Plus there were no witnesses who would say the act was intentional but if it was simply a joke...a teenage prank, why ruin a boy's life over it?
Craig frowned, "Sure, we know each other. She got me kicked out of my own prom and tried to put me in jail over a trumped-up charge. Shit, she's exposing more now than she did then," he growled. "You really like to advertise what you've got, don't you?"
"Violet, you need to apologize to the boy. It was an accident or a stupid joke and just because you have no sense of humor...Go on, unless you want to say no to my simple request," Marvin said softly.
"I'm sorry for overreacting," Violet mumbled. She felt her face get beet red. "I'm sure you were as surprised as I was how easily the dress slid down."
"I just want to say hi and patted your shoulder to get your attention. She was such a prude back in high school," Craig said authoritatively. "Best body in the entire school, but a total prude, a tightass."
Violet shook her head, fists clenched and started to go back to the bar for another drink. Anywhere but here, she thought.
