“I’m sorry, I got my finger caught on your zipper,” the voice said again and I relaxed once more.
As fingers hooked the edge of my panties and lowered them down I realized that the person in this room wasn’t even necessarily male. I presumed they would be as the renters of Granger Lodge all were, something that harked back to arcane times and should have been kicked to the curb by now. But it could just as well be a female. All I was assured of was there would be fingers and a tongue, the rest was a mystery.
Panties off, my thighs were pushed apart by firm hands. I was pulled down to what I assumed was the edge of the bed and my ankles were placed over the person’s shoulders. Every other one of my senses was amplified without the gift of sight. I could hear the low murmur of people outside walking around campus. In the room, there was the smell of old books — I’d noted a bookshelf with old looking novels on it when I’d got in — and the faint hint of aftershave, something that seemed familiar but that I couldn’t place. It was probably what Marcus had worn.
“I will touch you now. I’m removing my voice changer and won’t be talking again until the end. Please use your signals if you wish to end this and I’ll stop straightaway.” My mystery person stated.
I nodded my head and then a moan escaped my mouth as I felt first the gentle warmth from someone’s breath and then a warm tongue licked its way up my soaking wet seam. I imagined it was a male doing this to me and at first, I pictured Marcus but then I allowed myself to imagine it was Garrett from the gym. That my legs were wrapped around those firm shoulders and that it was that plump pink pout against my cunt and his tongue currently dancing around my pussy. His tongue licked over me in small circles, and it was so fucking amazing I thrust my hips up to meet it. Whoever was doing this, well it wasn’t their first rodeo. I’d had good sex in my time but I’d never been tongue-fucked like this. The mouth left me and my tee was pushed up. I quickly reached under and unhooked my bra at the back, freeing my pert medium sized breasts. I knew when I was aroused they went a dusky pink. A hand cupped around part of my breast and a fingertip flicked my nipple before fingers came together and pinched. I was almost delirious with the sensations coming over my body. The fact this was so damn naughty and wrong had made things ten times hotter than even the thought of being caught with Marcus in the staff room all those times previously.
A digit brushed my clit oh so slowly and I mewled. I wasn’t sure a come from a mouth would be enough. I felt like I wanted to climb on top and ride a huge dick until I’d worn myself out.
The digit continued its torment for another minute or so and then dropped down into my heat and pushed into me. The finger was withdrawn and then a fuller sensation filled me and I guessed I had two or three digits inside me now. They were slowly worked in and out, backwards and forwards and then a tongue to my clit was added to the equation. The tongue once again began its circular teasing and then my whole clit was sucked into his mouth. It was so very hard not to speak. I wanted to yell out the words, instead I said them in my head.
Oh God, fuck me.
Drag me into whatever position you want in this room. I’m yours. Just make me come.
I want your hot tongue in my cunt.
Your dick, your massive dick riding me home.
My breathing was labored and was almost making me feel faint. I felt myself spiraling closer and closer to coming and as I did, the fingers left my pussy and his mouth fastened over my core. His tongue flickered quickly over my clit until it all became too much and I came, grasping his head and holding him firmly to my core before I flooded his face with my juices. Then I had to let his head go and move away as I was so sensitive if he had touched me there again I’d have hit my head on the ceiling. I laid back capturing my breath, and I made the signal with my hand that said I was done.
A minute later the synthesized voice was back and said, “Thank you. You are beautiful when you come.” Then I heard footsteps, the sound lowering as they moved further away, followed by the opening and closing of the door.
I sat up and slid myself off the bed onto the ground and then crawled in the direction of the window. I wanted no one to see my face if they came in, so I followed the direction of the breeze and the sound of the blind billowing until I felt the wall in front of me. Then I pulled off my mask and left back through the window. Once outside I ran down past one of the other buildings until I found some steps where I sat and let myself readjust to the light.
My body trembled as I recalled my fingers trailing through shaggy hair as I held a mystery students mouth against my pussy. What the fuck had I done?
Chaoter Five
Garrett
I left the room and met the guys spilling out of the room with the viewing window. Now I would discover how the hell Julian had arranged for Meredith to be in the Dares Room.
“Nailed it.” I said.
“What the fuck?” Julian said, raking his hands through his hair.
I looked at him, my forhead furrowed in confusion. “I did what you asked, didn’t I? She came like a firecracker.”
“That wasn’t Stacet.” He stated. “I don’t get it.”
“Stacey?” I queried.
“Yeah, Stacey Sanders. The pussy I arranged to have in that room. Except it wasn’t her.”
“You saw who it was instead?” I asked, trying to keep the panic from my voice.
“I didn’t see he
r face, but as she left through the window and pulled the mask off, her hair was blonde and in a bun. Stacey’s a brunette.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Yelled Jacob. “I left Stacey in that room, just before Garrett went in. You’re seeing things, having damn hallucinations. Told you to lay off the booze.”
Julian shook his head. “If you hadn’t all run out of here like pussies soon as she was done, you’d have seen the blonde hair for yourself and been able to back me up.”
“Job was done. Now it’s time to celebrate with our new roommate. Welcome to Granger House, Garrett.” Jacob slapped me on the back.