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Olivia approached her bedroom door, thinking about a long hot shower. She grasped the knob, turning it but the door refused to open. Fuck, I must’ve accidentally locked it. As she searched for the keys, she paused, hearing muffled voices from within. That was strange. Maybe she left the TV playing.Sliding the key into the hole, she fumbled with the lock, pushing the door open and stepped inside. Olivia halted, staring at the scene in disbelief. Amidst the rumpled sheets, her housemate was on hands and knees with her ass high in the air. Dean, her latest boyfriend, knelt behind her on the large bed.Olivia had spent the night in the library studying for a test instead of downing alcohol at a nearby nightclub. The sound of her housemate’s moans and the scent of sex filled the room. What the fuck were they doing in here?She wanted to flee, but something about the sight compelled her to watch. Knees weak, she settled onto a nearby chair, dropping her backpack beside the desk. She bit her lip, feeling a surge of arousal.”Fuck,” Dean growled, his thick cock plunged deep into her pussy, nudging her forward. She cried out as his fingers tightened around her ponytail. “Say the words, Julia. Beg me for it, and I’ll fuck your tight little ass tonight,” he demanded.They were oblivious to her presence. Olivia had a perfect view. Julia was in sheer white stockings and panties. Her generous breasts bounced wildly, escaping the matching half-cup bra with every deliberate thrust. Each frenzied movement emphasized his broad shoulders, chest, and arms as the muscles flexed. Olivia squirmed in her seat. She felt her clit start to throb and her pussy gush. He kept her off-balance with his constant friendliness and cockiness. She was simultaneously attracted and irritated by him. He really got under her skin. A year ago, she’d had a class with Dean, even masturbating a few times to thoughts of his naked body. He was too sexy, and he knew it.Julia’s cries became louder as he alternately spanked her cheeks. “I’m a dirty whore. Your cum-eating slut.”Bending forward, Dean grabbed a breast; finger and thumb pinching the erect nipple. “I’m gonna rip these panties off with my teeth. Explain that to Olivia. Bet she’d love to know how many times you’ve worn them while we fucked in her bed.” He slammed into her, balls slapping her clit. “Again.” “Shit,” Olivia whispered. Her nipples ached. She wanted to touch herself as he growled her name but didn’t dare. She stifled a moan thinking of his hands all over her panties; knowing the kind of things she wore. Was this him fantasizing about me?A closer look and it was her underwear. Her favorite set. My expensive black heels too. She’d wondered why she never found all her clothes for wash day. And she discovered the missing bits in the oddest places; under the couch cushions, on top of the recycling bin, behind the bookcase.”I..I wanna suck on her pussy-wet panties while you fuck her ass. Spread those tight cheeks and lick your hot cum from her dirty hole. Please, please, please. I need it.””Mmm… and why do you need it? Tell me.” He grasped her slim neck, an index finger sliding across the plump lips. Their sweat-glistened bodies moved faster. “So, I can share a wet sloppy cum-kiss with Olivia while we finger her swollen pussy.”Fucking hell. Olivia scowled, feeling her face flush with a mixture of embarrassment and anger. She’d never imagined the college junior fantasized about her so blatantly. Especially with other men.”I’m gonna fuck that prissy grad student cunt into submission and make you clean us head to toe.” Dean held Julia’s hips, withdrawing his erection. His fingers curled over the waistband Anadolu Yakası Escort of the panties and yanked them down her toned thighs. He pulled her ass cheeks apart. “It’s time, whore.”Julia grabbed the lube and flipped the cap. She tilted the bottle into the cleft of her ass. A firm squeeze and a generous line of fluid dribbled down her crack and onto her tiny, puckered hole. “Fuck my slutty ass like it’s Olivia’s. She’s a fucking dirty girl.” She giggled, wiggling her curvy hips.”Bullseye, baby.” Dean placed the tip of his cock against her tight ring and slowly forced it open until he was balls deep. “Winner every time.” He groaned, waiting a minute for Julia to adjust then pulled out and promptly slid back inside.Dean pushed her shoulders down, his hips grinding into her as he increased his pace. Then he reached around her hip and rubbed her wet folds and clit. She whimpered and shook at his touch. He pumped hard and fast into her ass.”Ohhh…ohh, you’re so fucking big,” Julia gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. She clawed at the sheets. Tears and mascara ran down her face. He drove his entire length into her with long, urgent strokes. Her body tensed, and juices ran down her thighs to puddle on the sheets.”Take my cum, you conniving little bitch,” Dean grunted, his legs pressing hers together. His hips bucked, and ass clenched tight. “Filthy ass-whore,” he panted, collapsing over her prone form. They laid with legs entwined, bodies heaving for several minutes. He rolled onto his side.Julia turned her head, sliding her tongue in his open mouth. They kissed passionately. She pulled back after a while. “So good, baby. Next time tie me to the bed and strap her vibe to my clit.””You like that?” Dean caressed her hip. “We’ll practice and get everything perfect.””Mmm…I wish our Livy Slut was in bed with us now so that I can fuck her pussy with my tongue.” Julia’s thumb circled the head of his cock. “When she moans I’ll shove this in her mouth and make her suck,” she purred and licked his lips.Olivia felt like she couldn’t breathe. She slumped against the chair and took a deep breath. It wasn’t his fantasies they were playing. The idea that even her sex toys were included in Julia’s twisted game made her nauseous. Maybe this was a fucking dream. The entire night felt surreal.A phone buzzed. Julia kissed him once more. She sat up to answer and met Olivia’s heated gaze.”Oh my god!” Julia shouted, scrambling away from Dean. She stumbled backward off the bed. “Olivia, I can…I can explain.””No need. I already saw the porno show.” She gave a harsh laugh in the awkward silence.Julia shook her head, a panicked look of concern on her round face. “It was just some sexy fun is all,” she mumbled, avoiding Olivia’s eyes, and flicking an anxious glance at Dean.”You can keep the lingerie and take the bedding with you. Leave the shoes,” Olivia snapped.”Hey, you’re back early, Livy.” Dean stood, smiling. One hand grasped his wet shaft, the other reaching down to scratch his large balls. “Give me a little time, and I’ll be ready to fuck you until dawn.” He nodded, with a satisfied smirk. His dark eyes roamed a path from her tanned legs to her deep cleavage.Dean gave her the same looks and smirked all the damn time when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. It was like he had a little secret. She remembered all the odd comments she’d dismissed. Now, they made sense. Good thing she never took anything seriously. I can’t believe I was attracted to this asshole.”I’m super sorry,” Julia stated. She attempted a hug, but Olivia brushed her off.”I’ve never gone into your room and used your things.” Olivia Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan seethed. “And I’ve never had a man in your bed. Such fucking disrespect.”Dean laughed. “Women will do anything for a taste of this.” He openly stroked his cock and winked.”You’re a disgusting bastard,” Olivia trembled as he moved closer. She could practically feel his body heat. He smelled like sweat, pussy, and pine trees. She wrinkled her nose and stepped back, glaring up at him. God, he was such an arrogant prick.Dean didn’t speak for a couple of minutes. “Come on; I know you want me. I can see your lust,” he coaxed.”It’s a damn good thing my lease is up, and I haven’t signed the new one for this school year. Now, get out of my room.”Julia frowned as if she hadn’t expected that reaction. “But-“”I don’t trust you.” They exchanged looks, quickly grabbing their belongings and the bedding.”See ya around,” Dean said, blushing slightly. His smile faltered when she avoided his extended hand.♦Ohmygod fuck this mattress is heavy. Just need to add the extra sheets, and I’m all done.Olivia gave a final tug of the blanket. She looked at the newly made bed. The clock on the nightstand read 1:00 am. Two hours had passed since they left. Too upset to sleep she had cleaned the bathroom and bedroom to get rid of the lingering scent of sex. And that damn pine. Julia sprayed the stuff everywhere. Olivia hated the smell.She crawled between the fresh sheets and stretched. Trying to find a comfortable position, Olivia tossed and turned. Her mind replayed images from earlier that night. The way Dean’s arms bulged when he grabbed Julia’s breast and yanked her hair. The toned thighs that thumped against her firm ass, while sweat ran down his spine.Olivia wanted to join him, press her aching nipples to his wet back. She licked her dry lips and thought about sucking the sweat off his shoulders. Her fingers would slide up his abs and rub his pecs. Olivia let out a sigh and threw back the sheet. Her pulse raced, and her belly was all fluttery.It was hot. So, fucking hot in here. Even the open window wasn’t cooling the air fast enough. She took a few deep breaths. What was wrong with her?Olivia searched for the glass of water and sat up to gulp it down. She pressed the cold glass to her neck. Ahhh…mm…that was better. She flipped the pillow and tried to sleep. Minutes ticked by. She turned over. The clock showed 2:30 am. She couldn’t relax; she was too tense with conflicting emotions.Olivia tried to forget her name growled in that husky voice. The words he used. They lodged in her brain. Buried deep. Reassembled into something new. A promise of sorts. It taunted and teased her thoughts uncontrollably.’Hey, Livy. I’m gonna rip these panties off with my teeth. I’ll be ready to fuck you until dawn.’Olivia should be ecstatic. Dean finally had sex in her bed while saying her name. In the sexy way that made her body shiver with unfulfilled desires. Needs she wanted him to fill. All night long. If only.If only he hadn’t gotten involved with Julia first. Always fucking Julia. Lies, schemes, and games were her intellectual forte.Fuck. Fuck. Double fuck.Dean was getting his Masters degree, and taking advantage of all the pussy available. Olivia knew that. Everyone knew that. She’d carefully bided her time as he worked his way through the undergrads. But not with Julia.Sure, Dean can be a prick, but I thought he was a better man. Deep inside where it counts.Julia brought out the cocky, arrogant side of him. The Showoff. The uncompromising smartass.If Olivia were honest with herself, she was angry. Angry that everything Escort Anadolu Yakası would always be tainted between them by the events of that night. The knowledge that any desire Dean had for her was tied inexplicably to pleasing Julia and making her happy.She thought of last year.The way he knew almost every answer to every question the Professors asked. Always just a few points ahead of her class ranking. Some people hated it, but she loved the challenge. It gave her a rush and made her so damn aroused when she knew something he didn’t. It was addicting.The way he looked at her with those penetrating eyes when she was sick. It felt like he could see straight into her soul; knew her every secret. Olivia assured him she was alright, but he somehow knew she wasn’t. He brought her homemade chicken noodle soup and the notes for two classes carefully arranged in his familiar black script.When her throat was sore, and she could barely swallow anything he said he would make it better.’Trust me. I know what you need to feel good.’He drove to the all-night cafe in a rainstorm and bought her favorite cinnamon cocoa with extra whipped cream. And a Texas-sized apple fritter they shared in front of the fire while watching Braveheart. The unspoken promises that lingered beneath the surface between them. Just waiting to be acknowledged. Set free.She would pretend that tonight had been real. Just them. Get every naughty thought out of her head so she could concentrate on essays and tests and not Dean.Olivia leaned over and pulled open the nightstand drawer and removed the soft fabric.She held it up to her nose and caught the lingering traces of fabric softener. Closing her eyes, she took another deep breath and rubbed it against her lips.They were fresh, probably hadn’t been worn more than a few hours. Long enough to absorb his scent.Olivia found them on the counter under a towel in the bathroom. Folded up into a neat square. Black with dark blue stripes down the sides. Untouched from the smell of pine. He must have forgotten. She wanted to believe he left them as a gift.She spread them out on the sheet; on his side of the bed. Olivia pictured his ruffled hair and casual nonchalance when she caught him naked on her sheets. The way he confidently touched himself and said, ‘Hey, Livy,’ in that deceptively innocent way.The sexy way his full lips curled when he smiled.’Hey, Livy. I’m gonna rip these panties off with my teeth. I’ll be ready to fuck you until dawn.’ Her sheer panties.The favorite ones she loved to pretend were her wedding day whites. The same ones she wore when they attended a classmate’s wedding reception. The feel of his strong arms wrapped around her slender waist as he twirled her around the dance floor after he bribed the DJ to play her favorite songs. The way her panties were thoroughly soaked, and she hoped he could smell. Would know he was the one.The words he whispered against her ear as they sat in the dark silence of the night watching the stars shine. Their fingers entwined.’Hey, Livy. I’ve always wanted a June wedding, so I can dance naked under the moonlight and kiss my sexy girl ’til dawn.’As Olivia rubbed the front of the boxer briefs, she traced the spot where his cock usually rested. She slowly stroked the missing length, following the stretched-out shape. Back and forth, she ran her fingers gingerly along each side of his shaft, feeling every imaginary vein and inch of hot flesh. Imagining the sound of his moans.She could almost feel him swelling under her steady touch. Lengthening and thickening until he’s stiff and leaking. Ready for the heat of her mouth. The pressure of her soft lips closed firmly around his shaft. The tightness of her throat as she swallowed him. Milking every drop of seed he had like it was her last ounce of sustenance, and she would beg on her knees for more.What would he taste like on her tongue? How would he feel thick and pulsing down her throat?”Mmm…ohh,” she moaned thinking of his salty flavor.