Graduation Karma

Graduation season is upon us. All of these fictional characters are over 18 years of age. My gratitude goes out to IJS0904 for graciously editing this story.

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Lilly and her husband, Sam, had been winding down from a busy day by sharing some wine and watching a video. Lilly was wearing her pajama pants and a cropped black t-shirt with no bra. The video prompted a discussion on whether humans had any effect on the universal law of Karma. Lilly argued that people could, at the very least, be instruments of Karma's mandate that actions have consequences. She retold a story Sam was familiar with. He knew Lilly had been a rebellious teen while attending a charter school.

Sam listened with a smirk as Lilly related that she had aced her final exams to finish her senior year. This was not unusual in itself because she was the brightest student in her class. Still, this got her called to the vice principal's office on the last day of school. The vice principal and a guidance counselor were present to confront Lilly and accuse her of cheating.

Lilly's parents had gotten her into a charter school with a good college acceptance rating. The school promoted "family values" that Lilly didn't agree with. Part of her protest was to push the boundaries of the school's dress code. Her goth fashion rebellion utilized darkly made-up eyes, black nail polish, glossy black lug-soled shoes, and a black belt featuring upside-down white crosses. She glared at them both through her straight black bangs. The two Mormon men felt cursed by Lilly even though she didn't initially speak a word.

Lilly was asked to sit. Then the men held a long minute of silence to create more tension. Each man appraised the young beauty seated before them. The counselor's mind wandered to a fantasy he had long lusted for since first meeting Lilly. In this variant he wanted to tie her to a desk and cum on her face to streak her eye makeup. That would teach her what it was to be a real slut. The vice principal cleared his throat and scowled a Lilly. This broke the counselor's reverie. He adjusted his sports jacket to be sure his inappropriate erection was not showing.

Vice Principal Tovey scowled at Lilly, whom he saw as a rebellious troublemaker. He sat on the edge of his desk and started in. "Lilly, we have carefully reviewed your final test scores and determined it was statistically impossible for you to have gotten perfect scores on every test. You must have cheated, and therefore, you will not be able to represent your graduating class as a valedictorian.

Lilly tilted her head to the side and scowled at the men towering above her. "You two administrators don't even understand that a statistical outlier is still statistically possible."

Looking into their blank stares, she continued, "Your multiple-choice tests are so predictable that I would have a high probability of acing them without even knowing the subject matter. You do know that the answers are easy to guess?" She shook her head at the men's vacant stares.

In exasperation, Lilly explained, "Choices for every question are: one obviously wrong answer, one irrelevant answer, one answer with a shred of merit, and one answer that is obviously right. You don't teach thinking here. You only teach so that the most average students can pass the tests and maintain the school's accreditation. The real issue is that you're worried that my speech might not glorify your fine school."

The vice principal continued his prepared spiel. "It is true that we cannot prove you cheated. That is why we have not immediately expelled you before graduation." Vice Principal Tovey returned Lilly's scowl. "Furthermore, your appearance and attitude do not align with this institution's wholesome values clause, as stated in the student handbook. You may NOT, therefore, represent your class as a valedictorian."

Keeping her eye on the big picture, Lilly didn't lose her cool. She was so ready to put high school behind her and make the transition to college life. She sighed and pursed her black lips. "Uh-huh. Are we done here?"

The vice principal folded his arms and stood. "You are dismissed."

Lilly stood, picked up her book bag, and walked out the school's doors for the last time.

On the night of the commencement, a local resort hotel had been contracted to provide the graduation party. Here, Lilly made one last statement of personal rebellion. She stalked the jocks and figured out which specific slushie machine was spiked with vodka. She opportunistically added an entire bottle of Viagra that she had stolen from her dad and had crushed into a powder.

As the night wore on Lilly watched Ben, the school's studliest jock, who had often arrogantly dismissed Lilly as being weird and insignificant. He was becoming frustrated with his homecoming queen girlfriend. Lilly overheard him finally convince the socialite to meet him in his room for a quickie, then they would return to the party. Lilly knew the airhead would take her time going to the room because she only wanted to be seen with her friends. Ben left for his room and Lilly discreetly followed her prey to spring the honey trap.

The jock had left his door unlatched while he was waiting on the bed. Lilly slunk into his room. She quietly used the door bolt to hold the door open a crack. Any passerby in the hallway would be able to peek inside. She then removed her top and stepped out of her pleated school-girl skirt. The unwitting guy noticed Lilly's figure in the dim light and thought his girlfriend was finally there. He undid his pants to pull out his more than ready cock. Lilly thrust her perky tits forward and stepped into the lamplight. Her deep red lips were seductively parted, and her pixie haircut with straight black hair perfectly framed her smoky eyes.

When Ben saw it was Lilly and not his girlfriend, he started to protest. "What are you doing here? Get out!"

"Shhhh, Ben, it's Ok." Lilly soothed, "She is still talking with her friends. This will only take a moment."

Lilly batted her black fake eyelashes. "I may never get a chance to be with such a real man like you. And she will never know."

Ben's ego was unable to argue with any of that. Lilly seductively bit her lower lip while stepping closer to Ben. This movement showed off her glossy black stiletto heels, she had chosen just for this encounter and revealed her smoothly shaved pussy topping the tantalizing gap between her thighs. Lilly then pursed her lips. "You just lie back, and I'll do everything."

She knelt on the bed before dumbstruck Ben. Lilly cupped her breasts and pulled on her nipples. They reacted beautifully, forming hard upward pointing bullets. Ben looked toward the door as Lilly grasped his hard cock. She bent forward, pushing her ass high for Ben's benefit and slid his erection into her warm mouth. He took the bait. Ben shifted his focus exclusively to the vixen gifting that exquisite pleasure. He impatiently grabbed her head and forced Lilly down to gag on his erection.

Lilly didn't panic. She had expected him to get rough and try to manhandle her at some point. When she was finally released to take a breath, she pulled back out of reach to allow him to cool down a bit. She made a show of sticking out her tongue and letting the slick liquid drool onto her heaving chest. Lilly hadn't liked the way he forced her head down onto him, so she took charge and moved things along. She squeezed the base of cock while moving to straddle him. Lilly guided his now extreme hardness into her tight slit, and she kept up her act with more gasping and moaning.

In truth she was, as always, enjoying the sex. The exhibitionist in her took over. Lilly took great pleasure watching Ben watch her with complete rapture. Lilly's arousal soared and she took her pleasure riding Ben's cock just the way she liked it. She shuddered through a nice orgasm digging her nails into Ben's pecs. He protested, but she kept control of the action. "Ooooh Ben, you're so big!"

Lilly knew he was getting close. He needed relief from the effects of the Viagra and spending the evening in the presence of so many gorgeous young women. Now as the final ripples of her orgasm subsided, she was ready to put him in charge.

Lilly moved to change positions onto her hands and knees. She coyly bit her lower lip with her feet in those fuck-me high heels hanging just off the side of the bed. Lilly looked up into Ben's eyes, stuck her ass up high with her legs wide open to present her wet pussy for a good fucking. "Ben, I need you to fuck me hard. I need it sooo bad. Fill me with your hot cum! Just do it!"

Ben desperately wanted relief. His cock was throbbing and the willing goth chick with her needy pussy was just too easy for this goal oriented jock. He stood behind Lilly with his back to the door. He aligned his cock and pulled Lilly's hips back to bury himself to the hilt. Lilly gasped and yelled, "Fuck me, Ben! Fuck my hot wet pussy!"

Ben was quick to pick up the pace behind Lilly and he started fucking her like a man in charge of the game. The timing could not have been more perfect. Ben's date pushed into the room screeching, "Ben, what are you doing with that slut?"

Ben pulled out and turned to face his sputtering date. His rigid cock glistened with sex juices. Lilly rolled the other way off of the bed. She quickly picked up her skirt and pulled the elastic waistband into place. Smirking at the homecoming queen she answered, "We were just passing the time with some sport fucking. Your turn."

With that, Lilly picked up her blouse, flipped her hair, and marched bare chested out the door.

"I later saw on Insta that Ben's girlfriend broke up with him and he had to finish the party alone with his blue balls."

Sam still found the story amusing each time he heard it. "So, you're saying that your part in Ben's breakup was innocent because you were just acting as an agent of Karma?"

"Exactly, no one can be a dick every day without eventually getting taken down. His negative energy simply reflected off of me and back onto him."

"Well, you can be pretty devious too. In fact, you know that when I think of you as a sexy rebellious goth chick, I want to fuck the shit out of you."

Lilly stood, giving Sam a sly smile, she seductively slid her hands up her waist and under her cropped shirt. She squeezed her small breasts, so the nipples clearly peaked against the tight material. "Ooh yes, come fuck me. Fuck me hard! You'll be so distracted you won't be able to remember what we were even talking about, and I'll win!"

Sam grabbed at Lilly, but she evaded him and bolted for the bedroom. Sam raced after her. "I'll fuck you so hard you will know that your actions have consequences."

Lilly was naked on the bed as Sam caught up. They kissed and both stripped Sam to release his erection. From there the conversation devolved into moans, grunts and single syllable expressions of lust until they were mutually too exhausted to continue.

Karma flowed in balance between the Lovers as they drifted to sleep.