Ms. Nice Girl
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
15,625
Reviews:
74
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
More Dirty Games
Ms. Nice Girl
CHapter 2: More Dirty Games
Violet clawed through the curtain of clothing over her paralyzed arms as a current of incredible pleasure rushed through every morsel of her of her petite frame. She had never felt so unbelievably alive in her life. She opened her mouth to scream in pleasure when she was interrupted by a hand to her mouth. SHe unexpectedly bit down on the fingers as her orgasm climaxed and then gradually died down. Trey felt her teeth stab the area between his thumb and index finger but continued to latch onto her mouth in fear that the people who had just entered in the bathroom would hear.
\"Shit, that math midterm was a killer, huh?\" said the voice of a sophomore.
\"Yeah, I know. I\'m just glad it\'s over,\" said another voice. Violet had not even heard the two boys come in because her thoughts had been too preoccupied on the burning desire surging through her body.
Trey, still lapping at her sweet juices, felt himself grow hard again from the fervor of pleasure that has just escaped his object of desire. He groaned and wished he could relieve himself.
Violet\'s gasped and let out an eager breath from within the confines of her mouth. She opened her eyes to the still blurry vision before her and finally her senses kicked in and she remembered where she was and what was happening to her. She looked down at the bastard between her legs and opened her mouth to scream despite the fact that his hand was still pressed tightly around her mouth.
The voices from outside the stall continued and Violet listened as they laughed, pissed, and washed their hands before retreating out. Violet again made an effort to speak but found it difficult. In her efforts to protest against the invasion between her legs, her tongue lightly grazed his finger and she heard him moan.
Violet was initially shocked at how sensitive he was to her touch and found that kind of arousing. She licked at his fingers again and again he moaned. He was so horny that it intrigued Violet more. So, she continued to tease his grasping fingers until they loosened. Finally, she could breath but a soreness had formed from where he had held her mouth shut. She finally bit down at his fingers again, which shocked him and he ceased the sucking on her private parts. Despite the fact it felt good, Violet was still very frightened.
Trey let go of his hold on her legs and Violet was free from his sexual captivity. Trey stood up and watched as Violet pulled up her panties and then re-hooked her bra and finally fixed her clothing. Violet looked up at an unpleasant site of a bulge in Trey\'s pants. She looked away and extended her hand in hopes he would give back her glasses. God knows she had done enough to win them back. Trey looked at her hand and immediately took hold of it.
Violet fought for her hand back and decided she would rather go out blind than have to be near him again. He could have her fucking glasses if he liked them so much.
\"STOP, I don\'t want them anymore!\" Violet screamed.
\"Shut-up! People can hear you!\"
\"I don\'t care!\"
Trey finally took hold of her body and pressed her against his chest so that she was forced into an awkward hug. She continued to struggle from within his grasp. She reached up and tried to punch him but found that in order to do that she needed to see. Trey did not say a word. He just continued to hold her still until she finally succumbed to his hold.
He held her there for a few moments and reached to touch her hair. She flinched from his touch but he continued to stroke her hair. He straightened it and told her to look up. She did so slowly and saw a blurred vision of her attacker. He bent down and kissed her on the lips. Violet fought to escape the hold he had on her mouth but he continued to suck on her lips and soon it began to bleed.
Violet felt a tear escape her eyes and she closed them and let him do as he wished. He sucked on her blood and then finally when she had slightly opened her mouth, inserted his tongue into her mouth. The invasion caught her off guard and she struggled to get away again. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth as Violet tried desperately to undo the hold he had on her body. He pulled on her hair which made her screech in between kisses. She felt some of her hair being pulled from its roots. The pain was so excruciating that she hardly noticed his hand wondering south again. When he felt his fingers plunging into her sensitive area, she struggled once again to escape his hold. But the sensation of having something inside her was overwhelming and after a while it began to turn in sheer pleasure.
She moaned suddenly, still entrapped within his kisses. With his free hand, he let go of the hold he had on her hair, which she had forgotten and took her hand. Slowly, he guided her hand onto his bulge and unzipped his pants. She resisted at first but was too engulfed into the movement of his fingers as they rhythmically pushed their way in and out of her.
Out of the mere pleasure of the moment, she did not resist the warmth of skin on her hand as she began to stroke his shaft up and down. Trey moaned and finally broke the kiss. They exhaled and he began to suck on her neck. Trey could feel himself close to cumming but held it in because he had wanted to preserve the sensation he was feeling. Finally, he felt her hips buckle against him and he came. Just at that moment, Violet\'s wall began to constrict as the movement of his fingers quickened. Trey felt the warmth envelop his fingers as she came just minutes after him.
Violet pushed her body away from him and fell to the ground, ashamed of what she had done...again. Trey zipped up his pants and looked down at Violet as she cried. He cleared his throat and reached for the glasses in the back of his pocket. He looked down at her as he threw the glasses on the floor. Violet did not bother to look up. She just stared at the glasses on the linoleum floor and continued to cry again.
\"Don\'t look to glum, Violet. Don\'t tell me you didn\'t like it.\" Trey smirked.
Violet did not respond. She tightened the hold she had on her legs, afraid to pull them apart; afraid to let anything enter into her again.
\"Trey opened the stall door slightly and looked out. When he saw no sign of life, he proceeded to open the door. Before leaving, he looked down at Violet once again, a little guilty for what he had done.
\"You have contacts, right?\" he asked her. She shook her head apprehensively.
\"I don\'t like you wearing those butt-ugly glasses. I like looking at your eyes. Wear your contact for now on or else.\"
Violet remembered how he had threatened her before and nodded her head. Her father was not the strong man he use to be. His health was deteriorating with every passing day and she could feel him slowly slipping away from her. Although he tries to desperately hide his ailments, Violet saw through the facade to the weak man he had become. She was afraid of losing him. He was the only one she had left. She had always known that Trey was a violent man but had never expected he would behave the way he did just moments ago. She had witnessed a guy who had just violated her without remorse and it both sickened and scared her to death. She was not going to take chances with the life of her father.
\"And fix your fucking hair.\"
Violet looked up just as he exited the stall and sighed. How could she be repulsed and so unbelievably satisfied at the same time. Despite the fact it was brute force that he had used on her, she had to admit it felt so damn good.
Violet sat on the floor for another minute or so before leaving the stall too. She was afraid someone would see her in the boy\'s bathroom, so she was careful not be seen. When she finally left the bathroom, she looked at the clock just over the exit doors and sighed. Class would be over in just a couple minutes. She decided to head home and pretend she didn\'t feel good. School would have to wait for tomorrow. Right now, she needed to mend her emotional wounds.
CHapter 2: More Dirty Games
Violet clawed through the curtain of clothing over her paralyzed arms as a current of incredible pleasure rushed through every morsel of her of her petite frame. She had never felt so unbelievably alive in her life. She opened her mouth to scream in pleasure when she was interrupted by a hand to her mouth. SHe unexpectedly bit down on the fingers as her orgasm climaxed and then gradually died down. Trey felt her teeth stab the area between his thumb and index finger but continued to latch onto her mouth in fear that the people who had just entered in the bathroom would hear.
\"Shit, that math midterm was a killer, huh?\" said the voice of a sophomore.
\"Yeah, I know. I\'m just glad it\'s over,\" said another voice. Violet had not even heard the two boys come in because her thoughts had been too preoccupied on the burning desire surging through her body.
Trey, still lapping at her sweet juices, felt himself grow hard again from the fervor of pleasure that has just escaped his object of desire. He groaned and wished he could relieve himself.
Violet\'s gasped and let out an eager breath from within the confines of her mouth. She opened her eyes to the still blurry vision before her and finally her senses kicked in and she remembered where she was and what was happening to her. She looked down at the bastard between her legs and opened her mouth to scream despite the fact that his hand was still pressed tightly around her mouth.
The voices from outside the stall continued and Violet listened as they laughed, pissed, and washed their hands before retreating out. Violet again made an effort to speak but found it difficult. In her efforts to protest against the invasion between her legs, her tongue lightly grazed his finger and she heard him moan.
Violet was initially shocked at how sensitive he was to her touch and found that kind of arousing. She licked at his fingers again and again he moaned. He was so horny that it intrigued Violet more. So, she continued to tease his grasping fingers until they loosened. Finally, she could breath but a soreness had formed from where he had held her mouth shut. She finally bit down at his fingers again, which shocked him and he ceased the sucking on her private parts. Despite the fact it felt good, Violet was still very frightened.
Trey let go of his hold on her legs and Violet was free from his sexual captivity. Trey stood up and watched as Violet pulled up her panties and then re-hooked her bra and finally fixed her clothing. Violet looked up at an unpleasant site of a bulge in Trey\'s pants. She looked away and extended her hand in hopes he would give back her glasses. God knows she had done enough to win them back. Trey looked at her hand and immediately took hold of it.
Violet fought for her hand back and decided she would rather go out blind than have to be near him again. He could have her fucking glasses if he liked them so much.
\"STOP, I don\'t want them anymore!\" Violet screamed.
\"Shut-up! People can hear you!\"
\"I don\'t care!\"
Trey finally took hold of her body and pressed her against his chest so that she was forced into an awkward hug. She continued to struggle from within his grasp. She reached up and tried to punch him but found that in order to do that she needed to see. Trey did not say a word. He just continued to hold her still until she finally succumbed to his hold.
He held her there for a few moments and reached to touch her hair. She flinched from his touch but he continued to stroke her hair. He straightened it and told her to look up. She did so slowly and saw a blurred vision of her attacker. He bent down and kissed her on the lips. Violet fought to escape the hold he had on her mouth but he continued to suck on her lips and soon it began to bleed.
Violet felt a tear escape her eyes and she closed them and let him do as he wished. He sucked on her blood and then finally when she had slightly opened her mouth, inserted his tongue into her mouth. The invasion caught her off guard and she struggled to get away again. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth as Violet tried desperately to undo the hold he had on her body. He pulled on her hair which made her screech in between kisses. She felt some of her hair being pulled from its roots. The pain was so excruciating that she hardly noticed his hand wondering south again. When he felt his fingers plunging into her sensitive area, she struggled once again to escape his hold. But the sensation of having something inside her was overwhelming and after a while it began to turn in sheer pleasure.
She moaned suddenly, still entrapped within his kisses. With his free hand, he let go of the hold he had on her hair, which she had forgotten and took her hand. Slowly, he guided her hand onto his bulge and unzipped his pants. She resisted at first but was too engulfed into the movement of his fingers as they rhythmically pushed their way in and out of her.
Out of the mere pleasure of the moment, she did not resist the warmth of skin on her hand as she began to stroke his shaft up and down. Trey moaned and finally broke the kiss. They exhaled and he began to suck on her neck. Trey could feel himself close to cumming but held it in because he had wanted to preserve the sensation he was feeling. Finally, he felt her hips buckle against him and he came. Just at that moment, Violet\'s wall began to constrict as the movement of his fingers quickened. Trey felt the warmth envelop his fingers as she came just minutes after him.
Violet pushed her body away from him and fell to the ground, ashamed of what she had done...again. Trey zipped up his pants and looked down at Violet as she cried. He cleared his throat and reached for the glasses in the back of his pocket. He looked down at her as he threw the glasses on the floor. Violet did not bother to look up. She just stared at the glasses on the linoleum floor and continued to cry again.
\"Don\'t look to glum, Violet. Don\'t tell me you didn\'t like it.\" Trey smirked.
Violet did not respond. She tightened the hold she had on her legs, afraid to pull them apart; afraid to let anything enter into her again.
\"Trey opened the stall door slightly and looked out. When he saw no sign of life, he proceeded to open the door. Before leaving, he looked down at Violet once again, a little guilty for what he had done.
\"You have contacts, right?\" he asked her. She shook her head apprehensively.
\"I don\'t like you wearing those butt-ugly glasses. I like looking at your eyes. Wear your contact for now on or else.\"
Violet remembered how he had threatened her before and nodded her head. Her father was not the strong man he use to be. His health was deteriorating with every passing day and she could feel him slowly slipping away from her. Although he tries to desperately hide his ailments, Violet saw through the facade to the weak man he had become. She was afraid of losing him. He was the only one she had left. She had always known that Trey was a violent man but had never expected he would behave the way he did just moments ago. She had witnessed a guy who had just violated her without remorse and it both sickened and scared her to death. She was not going to take chances with the life of her father.
\"And fix your fucking hair.\"
Violet looked up just as he exited the stall and sighed. How could she be repulsed and so unbelievably satisfied at the same time. Despite the fact it was brute force that he had used on her, she had to admit it felt so damn good.
Violet sat on the floor for another minute or so before leaving the stall too. She was afraid someone would see her in the boy\'s bathroom, so she was careful not be seen. When she finally left the bathroom, she looked at the clock just over the exit doors and sighed. Class would be over in just a couple minutes. She decided to head home and pretend she didn\'t feel good. School would have to wait for tomorrow. Right now, she needed to mend her emotional wounds.