Kasey managed to get away. What chased Beth off, she didn’t know, nor did she want to. All that concerned her was the softness of her bed, the welcome feel of dry sweatpants, and what she planned to do, having destroyed a restroom. There were cameras all over campus, just a matter of time before the dean found out she was responsible. Once he knew, that was it. All her hard work put to waste.
What other options were there? She had to have another choice in the matter. Explain herself? The dean might understand if she justified what happened, though that meant revealing what she was. Others would know afterwards, word always travelled, and that wouldn’t guarantee anything. Might just make it worse.
Not an option. Best to leave before anything could go more wrong. Before Beth told anyone. She changed into her own clothes, doing everything she could to make her dick uncomfortable, gathered what wasn’t soaked and piled it into her suitcase. As she slammed the top down, reality snapped back into place. This was all she had. She checked her bank; not enough for a plane ticket home. Barely sufficient for a few nights in a motel.
“Can’t believe this,” Kasey muttered, wiping sweat away from her eyes as panic set in. She didn’t want her parents to find out through the phone, or ask them for money. They’d paid for her to be here, cleaned up after her on so many occasions, supported her in the stupidest of circumstances, even the time she shattered a window after a wet dream, and this was how she repaid them. She destroyed a bathroom all because one girl was hot. Wasn’t she past this phase of life?
Yes, she was. College was a failure, but she’d learn from this. In the meantime, she needed to leave, find a place to stay and get a job. As an Art Major dropout, she was already destined for dead end work without a lucky break. All this did was fast track her lot in life. Once she saved enough, she’d get on a plane back home and forget everything.
Kasey shoved the rest of her supplies into a rucksack and slung it over her shoulders. It pulled on her back, like an anchor trying to drag her into an abyss and drown her. Beyond her dorm room door, laid a path mired in uncertainty. She didn’t know if it stretched for miles, only a few metres, or just an inch, but it was all that was available. Once she opened that door. She tucked a lock of red behind an ear and grabbed the handle. All or nothing.
The plank of wood creaked open. Wisps of air coiled up and under her cargo pants, reaching further to her nose. Perfume? It was familiar, hinting at cherries, but was subdued by another odour. Kasey gulped, the motion seeming to travel through her groin, and lifted her head.
“Hi.” Beth stood no more than a foot away. She’d changed clothes, but they revealed much as ever. Her breasts malformed swarmed for the opening between buttons on her shirt, overflowing the diamonds like they wanted to escape. No bra contained them, which the bulbous nipples advertised for all to see. Not far below, her hips waged a similar battle with her skirt, threatening to flaunt more than was decent. A pair of stockings ended below the hem, attached to something hidden.
Kasey swallowed again. Normal clothes looked seductive on Beth, but these were tight and small and sexy. She stepped back, chewing her lip. The folds in her shorts flattened as her lust swelled. Backing away made it worse by bringing all of Beth into view, right down to her stocking-clad feet. The skirt was shorter than she already thought. A soft breeze lifted it, revealing her lacy panties, damp and tight against her own desire.
“What’re you doing here?” Kasey asked.
“Isn’t that obvious?” Beth sauntered in, nudging the door shut behind her. She unhooked each button from her shirt, eyes on Kasey, slowly revealing more of her creamy skin and unfathomable tits, “You know, at first, I just thought I’d see if you redheads are wild as they say, but you got a lot more interesting.”
Kasey opened her mouth, closed it, then opened again. Words seemed beyond her. Every button unbound, and every centimetre of stunning tit flesh she saw stole her breath anew. Beth strode over, exaggerated hips swinging, and slid Kasey’s backpack off.
“Going somewhere?”
“Thinking about it,” Kasey said, rigid muscles slowly relaxing as the sensation transitioned elsewhere. Moisture brimmed and flowed down her leg, triggering shivers in its wake.
“Just because I saw your cock?” Beth was closer than ever. Her breasts touched Kasey’s, dwarfing them, while her hands strolled over her body to find little pleasant nooks and crannies to toy with. An artist with skilled fingers wasn’t uncommon, yet Beth took it to new heights. With unerring precision, she elicited subtle moans from Kasey, seeking all her erogenous zones. The trickle became a stream.
“Stop. It’s not that.” Kasey stumbled back onto her bed.
“Oh? Then what is it?” Beth followed, straddling her hips. The sordid heat from her crotch washed over Kasey’s, puddling in her underwear as Beth’s tits filled her vision. Her shorts fought with her hardening cock. Pre-cum gushed out in the tightening prison. Beth flattened against it, humming in approval, “I see someone’s happy to see me.”
Fantasies about a similar moment had played in Kasey’s mind since she first saw Beth. Having her there, weight crushing her pelvis but somehow pumping her dick bigger by the moment, put them all to shame. No daydream or doodle could convey the feeling of moist cunt against her shaft, even through shorts.
“Fuck, are you cumming already? It feels super wet down there.” Disappointment mixed with curiosity in Beth’s voice as she ground her crotch into Kasey.
“No,” Kasey said. Bedsheets crumpled in her hands, clenched so tight her nails threatened to pierce it. Oh, how she longed to squeeze the woman’s ass just as firmly, to feel her fingers sink into a place they might not return from and pull her closer. Fresh waves of fluids poured in response to her craving.
“I have to see this,” Beth rolled off, but kept one leg slung over her. She reached into the shorts, giggling at the wetness she encountered, and fished out Kasey’s throbbing slab of meat, “Ooh, that’s got some weight to it.”
“Don’t,” Kasey turned her head away. Her lips curled as pre-cum shot across her chest, gluing it down and running along her neck. More spurted free, sensing and mocking her apprehension, while Beth marvelled at what she saw. Under her gaze and touch, Kasey was erect or close to it. Her pussy copied its counterpart.
“This is so hot,” Beth said, “Hmm, and that smell. I’ve gotta taste it.”
“What?” Kasey looked back in time for Beth to lick along every pulsating inch. Moisture wasn’t an uncommon sensation for her cock, but this was something hot and alive and unknown. Slight reverbs travelled down the muscle and into her prick. Beth moaned at the head, slurping up a mouthful of pre. She rolled it around her mouth, gargled on it, even showed off how much she stowed away, then swallowed.
“Delicious.” That one word. It unfurled from her tongue like a cobra and latched onto Kasey, a seductive venom coursed through her veins, coalescing in her groin. Her cock stood to attention, harder than she’d seen it in weeks. Dark, lumpy lines distorted along its length, all headed for an inevitable destination. She glanced between it and Beth. Would a cold shower even work on her at this stage? Did she want this to stop?
“What’s got you so nervous?” Beth asked, leaning her cheek on Kasey’s thigh while she watched the pre-cum overflow, “If it’s the amount, I’m sure I can handle it.”
“It’s not that,” Kasey said.
“Oh? Sounds like a big secret. Tell me.”
“No.” Kasey had to stop whatever this was before it went further. The secret of her cock was out, but no one needed to know about its destructive capability. She could leave, after a brisk shower first, and forget about everything. Yet that path was blocked by a voluptuous silhouette.
“Then I’ll just figure it out for myself.”
“No, no, no, ah!” Kasey clamped her hands and legs around Beth’s head, holding it in place with several inches of cock buried inside her. That didn’t stop the girl’s throat. Like any worthwhile slut, she lacked a gag reflex, and with Kasey’s dick past her gullet, all she needed was to swallow. And she did. Slowly, her gulps pulled her deeper. Comparing a tongue or hand to this seemed futile. Both were nice, but the sensations of a mouth suctioned to her, of a throat swallowing her, of teeth nipping at her tender flesh were too much. She could lay there, forever wreathed in bliss.
Beth, however, had other plans. A gag signalled her limit, not even two inches from the base. She reared back, suctioning her lips to the shaft, and popped free to circle the head with her tongue, eyes locked to Kasey. Then, with a dragged out moan, she slid back down. At every inch, she adjusted herself, further opening her jaw and taking deep breaths through her nose, until Kasey was in her throat once more. Her limit approached, but she darted past.
Tear-streaked eyes looked up from Kasey’s crotch. Beth’s lips were spread wide, spit streaked her cheeks and ounces of pre-cum strained her throat, pouring down her oesophagus. Contempt not to taste it, Beth yanked free. Clear slime gushed out to greet her, slavering her face and hair, before she dived in for another throat-reaming. Each retreat encouraged more abundant, heavier loads.
Orgasm already threatened to overwhelm Kasey. She panted as she watched, propped on her elbows and legs spread wide, incapable of resistance as pleasure carpet bombed her senses. That beautiful face was another entity now. What once flirted on the brink of sluttish, now embraced the idea. If the layers of dense sludge were white, she might’ve looked fresh from a campus bukkake. A notion that festered in Kasey’s mind.
“So good,” Kasey moaned. She didn’t want to speak, to acknowledge how incredible Beth’s lips, tongue and throat all felt, but the words wrestled free. Did she say that aloud? Maybe. Thought and reality blended together the longer she Beth worked.
“Don’t cum yet,” Beth said, as if sensing the impending climax. She pushed the shaft away and nestled her slimy face in Kasey’s balls, “I still haven’t tasted everything you have.”
