Marie: 1, School: 0

This is only the second porn story I've written, so reviews would be very much appreciated! Please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors; this is what I get for writing erotica at two in the morning!

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Marie stared down at her breakfast, unconscious of the need of to leave for school, as she was already quite late. "These eggs," she thought, "these eggs are the most disgusting things I've ever eaten." Barry scowled at her from over his notebook. "You said you were starving!" he protested. "'Late!,' late, you said! 'Either I'm late or I'm dead." She glared but could not help but feel slightly guilty for offending him, and leaning forward as if a spider preparing to pounce, she stuck her face into the plate of eggs and began eating them voraciously, as if they were the meal she had dreamed off during a long fast and it had finally appeared. Barry looked disgusted and continued to even after she had shaken her head, causing egg to fly across the table and stick to his face and hair and his eyes to light up. With a smirk, Marie looked him over and then leaned forward, reaching over the table to line up her fingertips with his jaw and guide his mouth to hers in a sometimes teasing, sometimes satisfyingly deep, passionate kiss. Climbing over the table and throwing herself into his lap, she suggested at top volume that they put the breakfast dishes and ingredients away and retire to his second-floor bedroom. She had only to graze the rim of his left ear with her teeth and he nodded resolutely, helping her off of him as he pulled himself out of his chair, and solemnly putting the lice eggs back in the icebox as she stuffed her mouth full of the remainder of the omelet.

"Come on," she said. "It'll be good, I promise!" He was tempted to tentatively agree to her plan so long as he would allowed to back out of it at any point that he wished, but he figured he had to be more tough. Otherwise there'd be no end to the demands she placed on him. "Barry.." she whispered, grinning evilly as she trailed her fingers down the length of his penis through his thin pair of boxer shorts. He groaned as she pushed him down on the bed, and, crawling backwards until she was even with the waistband of his underwear, gently lifted it up as she licked enthusiastically at his stomach, barely grazing the beginnings of his pubic hair. Having gone from being slightly annoyed and moderately aroused to nothing but aroused, he sighed and nodded his assent. Marie let go of his waistband immediately, pulling it back so that it snapped lightly at his damp, red stomach and rubbed her hands together gleefully.

"I can barely feel my wrists!" Barry said, wiggling them as well as he could given that the thin but durable chains extending from his restraints were pulled quite tight. "Quit your whining," said Marie, coming up behind him and swiping a thick leathery fraternity paddle from one ass cheek to the other. In the vicinity of the paddle his hair stood on end, and he took in a shaky breath as he wondered what exactly Marie had in store for him. He soon found out, as a low rustling sound behind him turned into burning pain. He jumped as the fraternity paddle slapped hotly against the tops of his thights, landing mostly on the right one. "Ow!" Barry said. "You're awful!" She just laughed softly and said that complaining wouldn't save him; maybe only tears would satisfy her today. She drew back the paddle again and again, his ass becoming more and more red but Barry appearing no closer to breaking than he had when they first started. Pausing to trail her fingers across the tender, badly abused flesh, she then flicked the paddle again and drew from him one last and very gratifying moan.

She considered him carefully, slightly annoyed by not having drawn from him the response that she had hoped she would, but feeling more than up to the challenge. Her eyes lighting up, she laughed to herself as she ripped his chains out of the ceiling, throwing him down to his hands and knees. He looked up at her skeptically from the floor, leaning forward to get a more clear view of her face and unknowingly giving her quite an excellent view of his bruised ass. She smiled indulgently as she instructed him to look straight ahead but otherwise remain in the position he was in currently. Looking slightly worried but gamely accepting his fate, he turned his head away. Marie approached, reaching a hand out, her fingers catching gently on his balls as she trailed them upwards, pressing on his ass crack as they made their way up to his tailbone. He moaned, a long, drawn out moan, and, encouraged, she leaned forwards and blew softy on his entrance, pulling the ring of purplish skin there up and out of the way as she licked softly at the sensitive flesh. Barry struggled to stay in position and not make too much noise, made even harder by Marie's tongue teasing the puckered opening with her tongue. He finally began whimpering as, spreading his ass cheeks apart with her hands, she began dipping her tongue inside, warmth spreading to every area of his body as he involuntarily jerked forwards.

All too soon her tongue was gone, and she lunged forward, laughing joyfully as she came to rest on his upper back, naked back pressed to naked chest. "So," she said, lining up their arms and legs as she licked at the sweat trailing from his forehead and down his cheek, "are you in?" He nodded weakly, and she ran her fingers through his sweaty hair, glancing back at him in what was mostly but not entirely a pretend-threatening way as she pulled a small package out of her schoolbag. A loud sucking noise and a moment later his bonds were loosened and he was pulled backwards, feeling slightly apprehensive as the rounded head of what he knew to be a black, half-inch long and slightly curved wall-mounted dildo was pushed up against his asshole. Marie sighed happily as she squeezed a small amount of lubricant onto her middle and index fingers, and grinning, slid them smoothly into the tight opening. Barry moaned as he backed up, still on all fours, desperate to keep her inside him. She rewarded him for this very gratifying display with a few hard, deep thrusts, then removed her fingers and replaced them with the tapered head of the dildo, causing Barry to jerk away in surprise, then push himself back onto it obediently, panting rapidly as the head squeezed inside him and he took in the rest of its thick, damp length, Marie holding his testicles and running her thumb along one in encouragement. He moaned confusedly, overcome by pleasure, then threw himself forwards and back again, pounding against the dildo, oblivious to pain as his inner walls stretched and relaxed and stretched again, hurriedly conforming themselves to its size.

He fucked it for what felt like hours, Marie sitting on the bed watching him, a serious look on her face. Then his breathing become more erratic, his movements more uncoordinated, until she slid off of the bed and crawled towards him and under his hips, spreading his ass cheeks once more as she took his right testicle into her mouth, sucking lightly at the warm skin and running her tongue across it. Unsure of whether to thrust back against the dildo or down into Marie's hot mouth, he arched his back, aiming to do both at once as best he could. Noting that his moans were becoming louder and more insistent, she sucked at his testicle once more before drawing his entire leaking penis into her mouth, swiping her tongue across the head as his hips jerked forward and he came, hips bucking, incoherent cries escaping his mouth as he clenched his eyes tightly shut.

Shuddering and giving one last cry, he collapsed, wrapping himself around Marie's head as he curled up on the floor, breathing labored and naked body dripping with sweat. She simultaneously slid his penis out of her mouth and withdrew the dildo entirely from his slightly sore asshole. He groaned weakly and threw his arms around her, pulling her down so that they lay facing one another on his bedroom floor. "So, ready to go to school?" she asked brightly, laughing at the frustrated but very sated look on his face as he shook his head lazily, pulled a nearby pillow under his head and yawned. She kissed his forehead as he yawned once more and then dropped off to sleep, optimistic that convincing him to cut class with her would go MUCH more smoothly from now on.