Chapter 17 - Goodnight Sweet Slut


      By the time the movie was over I had managed to get all the cum off my face thanks to the many tissues Danielle was providing, but my crotch was beyond repair if they were going to be my only implement of sanitation. The couple in front of us had left and had not come back and we never had to worry any repercussion a fact which Danielle was only too happy to gloat about as we walked down the dark hallway out of the theatre, lagging a little bit letting most everyone out ahead of us.

      “See, no problem,” she said, “they didn’t care that we were fucking in the theatre.”

      “They left the movie, I’m pretty sure they cared,” I retorted.

      “Well, someone would have checked on us if they did, I didn’t see anyone.”

      At this point I was rather dejected, I had missed a good deal of a movie I had waited months to see, I was pretty sure I could now be legally arrested, I felt like I had just eaten a three course meal and on top of that I had a blatant wet spot on my crotch.

      “What the hell am I supposed to do about this,” I suggested pointing to my wet front, I stopped just shy of the exit to the theatre, still concealed by the dim light of the hallway. The sticky feeling was pervasive all around my front and it was no doubt spreading about as we walked.

      “You could of taken it out, but you didn’t,” Danielle said.

      “I didn’t exactly have time to react,” I responded.

      “Hey, I gave you plenty of heads up, ha, get it, heads up?”

      “Let’s face it, you were being cruel.” I said determinedly, “Did you have to crank up the vibrator!?”

      “God forbid I let you enjoy yourself when I’m cumming inside you,” she said, I tried to express my seriousness but my tone didn’t bring Danielle down, “Sure some people might stare, but you know what, I bet they’d just be jealous. I mean look at that big load in there, that must have been amazing,” she added gesturing towards my crotch, “Not to mention look at me, I bet every guy who looks at you wished they were in your place.”

      “You think I’m out of your league?” I asked.

      “Quite the opposite actually, you earned me as far as I’m concerned.”

      Danielle finished her monologue by slowly walking closer and giving me a big kiss on my lips that surely still smelled of her own ejaculate.

      “You certainly have a very high opinion of yourself.”

      “Have you met me?” she said, walking away, the conversation over as far as she was concerned.

      We exited the theatre with what felt like every single eye in the world looking on me I merely tried to hide my shame as best as I could looking as sheepishly as possible to boot, even Danielle’s theory of jealousy wasn’t quite enough to stem my embarassment, but thankfully before long we were outside and in the cold spring air.

      “Come on,” said Danielle, "only a few blocks more to the dorm rooms.”

      Yay…

      I really couldn’t wait, I needed some serious privacy, I was feeling so exposed right now.

      “I don’t suppose I’m allowed to take this out now,” I asked when we finally walked through the frame of my dormitory door.

      “Of course babe,” she said, “do you want some help.”

      I wanted to say no, but I might actually need it.

      I threw down my pants and underwear and tossed them amongst my dirty laundry pile, half of the jizz loaded in there clinging to my package.

      “Yeah sure, but i’m going to need a shower first,” I declared staring at the goop all over my front.

      “Let’s take one together,” Danielle said promptly, “we can get that big ol’ plug while we’re at it.”

      With impressive swiftness, and before I could even start to protest, Danielle had removed all of her clothes with the exception of her corset. I wasn’t sure if we could fit in my shower, being a private bathroom in a dorm building it was quite small.

      “Here, undo me,” she requested, presenting her backside to me, intending for me to untie her corset, I did as I was told, but took a small moment to admire her ass as I did. Her dangling flaccid cock was just visible between her thighs.

      It was small by some standards, but shapely, two near perfect globes, only slightly hiding the musculature underneath, and nicely symmetrical. An ass worth tapping indeed.

       I finished up untying the ties on Danielle’s corset almost too soon for my liking and she pulled it off herself and moved past me to the shower.

      “Come on babe,” she said, smacking my ass on the way, the feeling reminding me of the vibrations that lingered like a ghost, “let’s pull the plug.”

      I squeezed into the shower with her as she turned the water on, It was cramped, but we could fit. The water was cold at first, and instinctually I tried to get out of the way, but Danielle held me by the shoulders, her touch directing me back into the waterfall. Her hands calmed me, and I felt any desire to resist her melt away while she held on to me.

      No matter which way or where I tried to stand, Danielle’s semi flaccid cock was all over my thighs, batting at them like the thick, weighty meat that it was as we jostled about the tiny shower.

      “Here, get up against the wall,” said Danielle, but it wasn’t much of a request, she spun me around a held me with a single palm before I could even process it. The falling water gently lashed my back, only the parts in the shadow of Danielle’s hand was dry. The water, as well as Danielle’s other hand drifted south.

      My heart was racing, anxious and expectant. I felt her hand surround the base of the buttplug, which was so large that her fingertips barely made it around. I felt a forceful tug and an involuntary moan escaped my mouth.

      “My, my, it’s really in there,” she observed, “I’m going to need you to push, honey.”

      She tugged and tugged, the flared centre of the buttplug was certainly wide and required a great deal of stretching to remove. Her tugging was causing me no end of pleasure, my dick was fully erect just feeling it being jostled back and forth, which in turn cause my ass to flinch as my blood flowed south.

      “Do you want to get this out or not,” she asked, sensing my resistance and teasing me for it.

      “I do…I do… it just… feels good,” I spoke hesitantly.

      I felt the head of her cock tap the underside of my right asscheek and rub upwards on it, no doubt on the way to complete its erection.

      “Feels good huh?” she said, arresting her attempts to jostle it free from my ass, instead she began moving it out then letting go, before pulling on it again. Causing it to slowly, gently and insistently massage the inside of my ass as she did.

      Through great force my ass began to spread like it had a few hours ago and open orgasmically wide, making my knees go weak and my dick so hard it flexed constantly. My ass yielded once more at last and with hardly a sound but with great satisfaction the flared midsection of the plug came free.

      “Aaaah,” I sighed, almost falling to my knees were it not for Danielle’s hand pressing against my back. However, the job was not quite yet done, there was was still many inches of silicone wedged deep. Although the plug was sliding out much easier Danielle was making sure the process was lasting as long as possible. If she kept this up I was certain to loose all strength in my knees.

      My hands palmed the walls of the shower as if involuntarily looking for something to hold onto. Danielle’s free hand still pressed hard on the middle of my back, holding me firmly in place.

      “Ah. That’s quite a sight,” she breathed, I could feel the head of her cock, fully engorged, pressing against the side of my hip, its heat contrasted with the relatively cool water of the shower.

      After what felt like hours the last inches of the buttplug fell away from my ass, I could feel cool air and water rush into my anus which had to be gaping like a pornstar after that ordeal.

      I heard a splashing thud behind me and glimpse the massive red plastic tool that had occupied my rear resting harmlessly on the wet tile floor.

      “Wow,” exclaimed Danielle as she knelt slightly behind me, “look at that ass gape. I bet I could fit my hand up there, easily.”

      I tried to speak but no words were entering my brain or leaving my mouth, just heavy breathing, allowing me no time to say anything before Danielle’s fist was in my ass. Her knuckles moving past my colon like a studded dildo.

      “Ooh, yeah, you’re super loose.”

      She rotated her whole wrist around in my ass, an act from which I seemed to derive no end in sensation. My cock was twitching hard, eager to spew it’s seed and I began moaning like a whore.

      “You think that feels good, how about THIS!” she withdrew her fist and then reentered me leading with all four of her fingers and jammed them hard against my prostate.

      No words or moaning or sound could escape my lips as to how crazy that made me feel, my consciousness melted away as my cock shuddered and spewed its load all over the shower wall.

      Danielle pushed harder and harder right against my prostate, it felt like she was trying to punch her way through my abdomen, evoking more and more powerful contractions all over my body.

      In my ecstacy I don’t even remember Danielle gently push me my face down onto the shower floor, putting me into a total face down ass up position. She pulled her fist from my ass and planted her foot on my face.

      As I regained awareness returning to reality from my orgasm I noticed she had her hard cock hovering over my gaping ass and was stroking it faster and faster.

“Fuck, i’m going to fucking coat your ass with my load,” she said her stroking furiously.

      “Yeah! cum on my ass!” I huffed while Danielle’s foot mushed my face into the tiled floor.

      “Ugh! Here it comes! Ngh!” she bellowed and the next thing i felt was a powerful jet of liquid spray right down my gaping ass hitting the walls of my colon with force.

      “Oooh!” I cooed with surprise, feeling her copious load trickle down into my asshole. Her next blast hit my stretched rim and her jizz flew everywhere, it splattered my back and the walls and more slide into my ass, her third coated my cheeks and legs, her fourth painted my taint and balls.

      Before it was over, both my ass cheeks, legs, balls and dick were soaking with Danielle’s cum and some of it even bubbled out of my ass.

      Danielle removed her foot pinning my head down and sighed, admiring her work before the water could wash it away. I couldn’t help but grab my softening dick covered in her cum and stroked it a few times before bringing her cum to my mouth and tasting it’s sweetness.

      I rolled onto my back, seeing Danielle loom over, her satisfied cock and facial expression more than enough to bring a smile to my face.

      “You good?” she asked.

      “Yeah…” I said, “but I think I still need that shower.”

      “Sure, just get the last bits here for me,” she requested, aiming her softening cock at my mouth, a single drop of jizz hung from the tip, and I eagerly wrapped my lips arounds and sucked it off.

      “Cool, I’ll just be in your room,” she said leaving the shower, the absence of her tall figure opening the way for the full force of the shower to pelt down on me. I savoured the cum coating my nether regions while i could, spreading it around all over my genitals and ass which were still very open and leaking lots of jizz, i had never felt my ass so loose, it was actually quite fun.

      I spotted the discard buttplug as I stood up to get my shower going, I figured it would probably be best to get it away from the water considering it had some electronics in it. Picking it up around the small of the base and flipping it upside down revealed a large latch that no doubt led to the vibration device. I tossed it outside the shower away from the copious cascade of water.

      Eventually though I had to wash off the shame juice and cleaned myself up.

      The sexcapades with Danielle are always fun if sometimes they make me anxious, but there was something to be said for cleaning off afterwards, feeling wholly normal again, like drying off and putting on fresh clothes after getting caught in a rainstorm.



      Clean and fresh I stepped out of the shower, dried off and made my way back to my room. It made me incredibly grateful to my parents for paying a little extra for a private bathroom in my dorm, after all there were maybe only ten rooms like mine out of a dorm of maybe two hundred.

      I imagined that if all I had access to was a public bathroom Danielle would still have no compulsions taking my ass to wangtown even at risk of getting caught. In fact I was starting to suspect that she had a voyeur fetish, certainly not her only kink I bet.

      I left the plug laying under the bathroom sink as there were few places to put it in the small bathroom, and trotted back out to my room seeing Danielle sitting on my bed wearing one of my larger shirts that was stretched taut across her middling rack. Her flaccid cock dangling over the edge of the bed.

      “Finally found a shirt that fit,” she said, not lifting her head from staring at her phone. I thought it looked a bit weird at first, but she made it look sexier than I ever could.

      “What’s wrong with your own clothes,” I tried to ask playfully.

      “I wanted to wear something comfortable before bed,” she said.

      So, I guess she was staying the night then. I thought for a minute to protest but then said fuck it.

      I opened one of my statistics textbook and started reading the chapters I hadn’t had a chance to get to yet.

      After about an 15 minutes of this Danielle said something from behind me, I almost jumped, forgetting she was still here.

      “You sure you don’t want to sit on my dick while you read,” she said, “might make it more fun.”

      “Maybe I’ll take a rain check on that,” I told her as I turned to look at what she was doing.

      She was laying on my bed, head to toe she barely fit in it. She was still on her phone, her cock draped over her left thigh.

      “Well it’s always open for business,” she added.

      “Believe me I know it,” I said, “what are you looking at anyway?”

      “Tumblr.”

      “Never visited that site much,” I said, “what is it anyway?”

      “Porn mostly,” she said.

      “Is that what you are looking at?”

      “Nah, this is actually some chemistry stuff, news, fun facts, that sort of stuff.”

      I turned back to my book, briefly forgetting that Danielle actually worked as a lab chemist, I’ll have to ask her to help me next year, I expected to be taking at least one chemistry course.

      She left me in silence for another hour before I started to feel tired, the continual studying draining me almost without my knowledge. I trudged over to bed, which she partially occupied and lay down, looking forward to sleep.

“You don’t mind if we share the bed?” Danielle asked.

      “It might be a bit cramped,” I mumbled from my side, my face almost buried in the sheets as I rolled over, exhaustion looming over me and I felt like I slid down into the softness of the bed.



      Barely a second after I felt like I reached peak comfortability, Danielle wrapped her arm around my torso. The touch of her soft feminine fingers feeling nice against my skin and drawing a short breath away from me. she reached up until her hand was just around my neck, not gripping it tightly, more just holding it there, caressing it.

      We rested together, her playing the role of the big spoon, her semi hard cock right between my cheeks. It was warm and getting warmer, my own dick was engorging as well as she rocked back and forth gently, humping my rump until her fully erect thick log of meat poked all the way through my thighs touching my own cock on the other side.

      It felt slightly sticky, probably because there was still ample cum and lube from earlier all over and inside my ass.

      Danielle gripped my neck and leaned her head next to mine.

      “You good?” she asked and I knew what she meant.

      By ever practical measure I should have said no, I was tired and wanted sleep. But that familiar switch had been flipped in my brain, the switch that must have been labeled: “make Danielle cum.”

      “Please,” I answered, neither begging nor pleading, merely inviting.

      I admit it. I was in love with her cock. Every time she fucked me it always felt amazing. She always knew what she wanted from me and never hesitated to take it, I was just thrilled that I was the one whom she chose to take it from.

      She drew her ass back just enough to angle the head of her cock against my still rather gaping asshole and sunk the whole think into my ass in one insistent thrust provoking a huge, full capacity gasp from the both of us at once. Her balls slapped against mine and she started humping it hard.

      She came down my throat and on my ass already today and now she wanted to unload inside me, and I wanted it too. I wanted her big thick, juicy load inside me. I wanted to feel her cock throb hard in my ass with each shot of her jizz. Nothing would make me happier.

      She was giving me one deep dicking, keeping her cock wedged in deep and moving her hips in and out only a few inches at a time, making sure that was was thoroughly filled out.

      “You love my huge fucking cock, don’t you?” Danielle teased between deep breaths.

      “Ooh! I love it, it’s the best! It’s all I want,” I gasped back as she packed my ass full of her member over and over again.

      “You want to be impaled on my dick all day everyday, don’t you? You pervert!” she cried.

      “Yes, I’m just a whore for your cock, your fucktoy,” Fuck! I was really getting into it. my dick was rock hard and my heart racing like crazy, I could think straight anymore, whatever I said, whatever I did, it all became pure instinct.

      “You’re going to be my good little cumdumpster!” she said, “you’re going to drain my balls whenever I say!”

      “Yes, please use me, I’m your’, I’m all yours.”

      Danielle rolled over on top of me flattening me between her and the bed. It dawned on me just how heavy she was, even for a girl of her height, as if she had hidden muscles. She kept her weight on me, pinning me down, her cock balls deep. Her boobs pushing into my back from under my own t-shirt she was wearing. Under her weight I could not move, only my hands were free to flail but Danielle soon grabbed both of them and held them firm at my side.

      I was now completely helpless.

      I was at the mercy of her big dick.

      As she continued her conquest of my ass as well as the rest of my body she hardly ever took more than a few inches out of me at a time.

      Her head right next to mine, both of our faces buried in the pillows, her voice not far from my ears

      “You’re going to cum?” she incited, “You’re going to cum for me as I flood your ass? you’re going jizz all over your sheets when I tell you to?”

      Her dirty talk stirred my balls and prostate into action and as she kept going I felt them building up.

      “Yes, anything for you,” I breathed, my mind lost to the moment.

      “Then do it,” she commanded, “Come on you buttslut! Cum while I fill your fucking ass full of my big load.”

      As if she had total control over my loins, they spasmed and my full body tensed, my stretched ass gripped Danielle like a vice sending her over the falls with me.

      “Ugh… NGhaa!…” I breathed and groaned into the pillow, feeling a wetness spread on my sheets around my cock and thighs.

      “Oh yeah take my load you fucking whore!” Danielle cried into my ear, the familiar and potent sensation in my ass confirming the declaration of her huge load surging up her shaft and up to the deepest parts of my ass flooding me like a fire hose.

      “NGHH! Just a cumdumpster!” she stressed, her whole body tensing on top of me, crushing me even more as she squeezed my wrist hard and her abs contracted, reflexively making sure that her cock was as deep inside her bitch as humanly possible.

      “Just a dumpster for my fucking cum…” she mumbled between heavy breathes, sweat practically pouring off her face.

      I felt her ample ballsack resting against my own, churning and contracting as they jettisoned their work into a suitable receptacle. Me.

      As expected the pressure in my bowels grew quickly, adding to the remaining loads still up there from who knows how long ago now. But with Danielle bearing down on my body, flattening me under herself, there was just no room left to go.

      After a few good strong spurts from Danielle’s amazing cock I felt the strangest feeling, almost like a fart. Next thing I know I heard a great ‘SPLAT” from behind me.

      With no where else to go and Danielle continuing to provide powerful jets of jizz from her cock, her load shot out around her cock, exiting my ass with force and splattering the shelf behind me in her jizz. And it didn’t just happen once.

      With her own semen desperately escaping my ass from around her cock it must have felt like my entire ass was rippling around her. This natural vibration meant almost no end to her orgasm as she kept firing even longer than normal. Before it was over my shelf was beyond redemption. My books and miniatures covered in jizz that had shot out of my ass, jizz that was now pouring onto my sheets, dwarfing the stain of my own creation.

      Danielle was motionless on top of me, at first I thought she was just still enjoying the moment. Then I realized that she had fallen asleep. Right on top of me.

      I tried moving her, I tried waking her. Eventually i just resigned myself to my permanent sleeping position.

      Under a tall goddess, her huge cock in my ass.

      Well, there are worse ways to sleep.
