Sandenhal Academy Ch. 09

This is the final entry in my Sandenhal series. I don't know if Michael's story is necessarily done but this takes it to the end I want for him. Anyone interested in keeping it going should consider this my blessing to do so; just be kind, and please mention this series as your inspirational material.

All individuals here are 18 years or older. Thanks for reading!!

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I get my door open and shuffle Lily and me inside before closing it behind us fast. I take a huge breath out and slump against her. Lily puts her hand on the back of my neck and holds me.

"Lily," I start, suddenly exhausted. "I haven't been completely honest with you about why I'm here at Sandenhal. It's time I told you the truth."

She steps back and looks up at me. "Okay. Whatever you need, Michael." She steers us to the bed. She sits but I remain standing, pacing nervously. "Maybe you should start at the beginning?" she suggests.

"Yeah, probably," I agree. "So... you know I played water polo at my old school, which was co-ed. I was popular, I had a girl I'd been dating for like a month or so, which shouldn't have been an accomplishment, but for me it kind of was. Kate and I had a good thing... I thought we did, at least.

"One night we were out late around the campus, and we found ourselves near the lake. Kate joked that we should go skinny dipping. I mean, I spent half my waking hours in the pool in a speedo -- what would the big deal be? So I stripped down fast, jumped right in before I even noticed that she hadn't moved a muscle. I surfaced about 30 feet into the water, then saw her bend down, grab everything -- all my clothes, even my shoes -- and take off.

"At first I was pissed, but I figured it was some kinky shit she was going for, so I swam hard back to shore and started after her. There I was, running barefoot and bare-assed naked, knowing when I caught her I was gonna spank her ass and we'd have some fun with this little game." I look down at Lily not knowing how she'll react to the next part of the story. "Except," I continue, feeling nauseated, "when I finally caught up with her in this clearing, Kate was there with all my clothes... and her entire fucking sorority. Forty girls, all waiting for me to show up... completely naked.

"It was a set-up. Not just that moment -- the big water polo player with the looks and the body and the whole package, standing there without a stitch -- but it turned out Kate had just been stringing me along the entire time we were together. She got what she needed out of me in bed, in elevated social status... and then just set me up for utter humiliation."

"Oh, Michael," Lily says, reaching out for my hand. "I'm so sorry."

"Yeah. So I bolted out of there -- still naked -- and somehow made my way back to my dorm. I found a buddy who, after he laughed his ass off, grabbed me some clothes and helped me get back into my room. After that... I started having nightmares about that night, and finally I just stopped sleeping altogether. A week later I left. My folks never found out the truth about why I needed to leave; I was just adamant about getting the fuck out of there. And since I'd been a bit of a party guy there, and I'd been busted for drinking a couple times, and I couldn't offer any more wins for the school with the water polo season already over, the administration didn't work too hard to stop me from going.

"After that, I just hung at home for a while. Somehow the incident never went viral -- I never found any pictures, videos, or anything online -- but I was just angry all the time about what had happened to me. Then one day my mom got a call from an old friend, a trustee at Sandenhal. The woman told her the school was looking to start thinking of going co-ed, and wanted to 'explore the idea' of one guy becoming part of the community to get the ball rolling. The friend had heard I was home and knew I was a good student and athlete -- would I be interested? When I learned Sandenhal was all-female... it was like something else took over. All I could imagine was working my way through the girls here like trophies, easy to win and just as easy to toss away. I'd humiliate all of you," I add, looking at her guilty. "So, I jumped at the chance. And it has all started that way, exactly as I had planned. Girls whose names and faces don't matter to me just begging for my attention, women I just seduce and discard -- now all made irrelevant and powerless. All I wanted was for you all to feel what I had: exposed, vulnerable, and worthless."

My voice finally breaks as I finally sit on the bed, my head in my hands. "Except... that I'm sick of it already... and it's only Day 3!! Plus, I've got you, and Olivia, and you're both amazing and decent, and I actually care about you two. But I don't deserve you two. I'm just some asshole here for payback." I stare down at the floor, silent.

I feel Lily slide toward me, her hand on the back of my neck again. "You're not an asshole. You got fucked over by someone you had a right to think cared about you. Nobody should be made to feel like that." Lily leans me back so I'm lying on the bed. She pulls off my shoes and kicks hers off as well. She tucks herself against me, her arms around my waist. "I got you, Michael."

We lie there silently for a while. I feel lighter just having Lily there. Then she chuckles. "It's interesting," she comments, still stroking the back of my neck, "you say you're punishing all us Sandenhal girls. That's why you feel so bad right now, right? And yeah, I've heard tales that a lot of your girls are getting some kind of warning that they're gonna find themselves walking through campus naked." She doesn't point out that that's exactly what I'd done to her that first night before I even really knew her. "And, okay," she admits, "that's a little mean, but you've never actually followed through on it, plus each girl has said it ramped up their arousal like 1000 times, which I can totally vouch for." She gently kisses my cheek as she continues. "Plus, there's the fact you get off every girl you're with, most of whom are bragging about it being the biggest orgasm of their lives." She sits up, putting out a couple fingers like she's trying to do the math in her head. "So, you're trying to punish women... by giving them super hot fantasies... and then making them come hard enough to feel it in their toes?" She shakes her head at me. "If this is what you do to punish girls, I'm kinda afraid of how many orgasms I'd get if you were trying to reward me for something."

For the first time since leaving the library I smile. A genuinely honest smile aimed at one of the best parts of Sandenhal. Yeah, Olivia is a very good friend, but there's something special about Lily, who has been my first for a lot of things here. "When you put it that way," I laugh, "maybe it's not too late for me." I lean over and kiss Lily on the neck. "And you know you can have all the orgasms you want, Lil, anytime."

"Yeah, that sounds nice," she says, reaching for my shirt, "but I think I'd rather give you one." She lifts up my hem, pulling it over my head before she gasps as she gets her first glimpse at my bare torso. "What the fuck?" she asks, running her hands over years of water polo weight training regimens. "Am I the first one to see this?" she asks, and I have to shake my head. Lily's eyes go wide. "Some Sandenhal girl got to see this... and kept it quiet from the Grapevine?" I shrug, saying nothing, since that's Olivia's private business what she and I do in my room. Lily quickly unbuttons her blouse, then shucks off her bra, and suddenly we're lying bare chest to bare chest.

She gets up to get rid of her skirt and panties, and then undoes the button on my pants and works them down my legs and off. She sees the outline of my hard-on through my boxers. "Oh, for fuck's sake," she groans. "There is no way that's going to fit inside my little pussy!"

I laugh. "We don't have to do anything tonight, Lil."

"You take that back, Michael. I'm naked, and you've got a fucking python barely hidden away there." She reaches for me. "Don't expect to go to sleep anytime soon, pal. I haven't even begun to--"

But before I can learn what Lily hadn't even begun to do, there is a knock on my door, and the nervous voice of my floor RA follows after. "Hey, Michael, um, sorry to, uh, bother you. But... you wouldn't happen to know where Lily Atwater is, by any chance?"

For a second I wonder what's going on but Lily is flying back into her clothes. "Fuck... I forgot about my floor meeting," she hisses at me. She curses again, looking at the clock. "It started half an hour ago. I'm gonna be in so much trouble!"

I grab my shirt and pants, trying to will my hard cock to go down as we both finish reassembling. Once we're decent I open the door. There is a crowd of girls gathered. Everyone gasps and someone mutters, 'Lily, you lucky bitch.' The whole place explodes in laughter and catcalls, and even Lily and I both smirk. Before she leaves, she steps up to kiss my cheek, whispering, "Thanks for trusting me, Michael."

"G'night, Lil." I nod at the other girls as Lily heads quickly down the hall and back towards her own dorm.

After a surprisingly decent night's sleep, I hit the pool again around 5:00am, and though Kimberley from yesterday's swim and two of her friends show up as I'm wrapping up, I only engage them briefly in conversation. I get the sense they were hoping for some kind of foursome but I just bid them all a nice day as I leave the pool area to change. I make it back to my dorm room around 6:30am, surprised to find a girl already sitting outside my door. The floor is otherwise empty as Lily stands up, waiting for me to unlock my room. "You and I have unfinished business, mister." Once the door is open Lily shoves me inside, kicking the door closed behind her.

As soon as I drop my bag she's in my arms, her mouth on mine. My hands are squeezing her ass as hers slip into my hair still wet from my post-swim shower. Lily quickly drops her hands to the bottom of my shirt and pulls it up; I help her get it off the top of my head, and her hands scratch down my chest, then trace the lines in my abs. "Yeah, I'm not getting used to this anytime soon," she sighs.

She's working my belt with a feverish intensity, and soon my pants are being pushed to my feet. I'm kicking off my shoes and socks before Lily has the chance to just rip the pants straight off my legs. She stands back up to check me out again. Lily is still fully dressed and I'm in my boxers, a significant change from the first two nights where I was totally dressed while Lily was completely naked. Then Lily pulls off her shirt and drops her skirt, now standing in white lacy undergarments.

She walks over to me and puts her hands on the waistband of my boxers. She looks up at me. "May I?" Before I can answer, Lily is already working them down. Once my boxers reach the top of my thighs, my hard cock springs out, nearly smacking Lily in the face, and she squeals. "Oh fuck, this is big! I've never seen one in real life. But I've seen lots of them in porn -- and you've got one of those." Not sure about her size comparison but my ego has inflated. I step out of my boxers, and now I'm naked at Sandenhal for the first time with someone else. Lily looks at me. "Can I... touch it?" My lack of protest is all she needs. Lily reaches out nervously, her fingertips barely touching the skin before she gets more comfortable with it. When both her hands aren't enough to cover the entire length of my shaft, she quips, "Seriously? I'm the first girl to get my hands on it, and I still need to bring a friend?!" That gets a genuine laugh out of me which causes my hard cock to twitch.

She tightens her grip and it's my turn to squirm. I want to make this girl happy so much it hurts. "Lil, this feels amazing, but lie back and let me make you feel good first, please?"

"Not a chance!" She runs her fingers along my length, earning a moan from me. She's sitting on her knees in her bra and panties exploring my cock with both hands. "I am going to make you feel so good, Michael. I am going to be the first girl to make you come here. You can eat me out or even something worse after I'm done, but for now you stay right there and get ready to shoot your goo all over." Then her bravado falters. "I... I don't know what I'm doing," she admits quietly, now looking down like she's just ruined everything.

"I got you, Lil." I wrap my big hand around her smaller one, help her tighten her grip, as we start moving slowly up and down my shaft. I writhe as she gets more confident in her strokes, so I let go. Lily is doing incredible on her own, though I keep coaching her whenever she looks unsure again. "Tighter, please. Oh, that's good, baby," I sigh. "Work the head, too. Twist your hand on the upstroke." My breath shortens. "That's perfect, Lil, fuck, that's perfect."

I look down and see her biting her lip. "I love your cock, Michael." She runs her palm along the sensitive underside, and I have to put my hand on her shoulder to keep my balance. "Am I doing good for you?"

I can't concentrate enough to form a coherent thought so I just nod as I moan again. I feel my balls tighten. "Lily, I'm gonna come!! Where... where do you want it?" I know there are only seconds before I erupt.

Lily is breathing heavily. "I've seen this in porn and always wanted to do this." She lets go only long enough to quickly strip off her bra, baring her tits and incredibly hard nipples, as she kneels again in front of me, grabbing my cock tightly and aiming it at her face and chest. She squeezes me, and suddenly I can't hold back. Three days of not letting myself come while stripping girls naked comes out in more than a dozen large ropes. I'm using her shoulders for stability as I absolutely coat her with my come, with Lily shrieking and giggling the whole time as she takes blast after blast. It looks like I painted Lily's face, neck, and tits white. I try to move but can't. "Lil... holy fuck. Holy... oh fuck. That was... amazing." I look down as I work on steadying my breath, worried now as I see Lily completely glazed. "Are you okay?"

Lily licks her lips. "Mmm, this doesn't taste bad at all. Next time I am definitely swallowing it... so much cleaner." From her kneeling position she raises both hands, her fingers in V shapes for Victory. She looks longingly at my bathroom. "I seriously need a shower, and you're coming with me." I help her stand up carefully, both of us chuckling awkwardly as we try to minimize the amount of come that spills on my floor.

We gently play in the shower, both too tired for too much action. I do pull Lily close and hold her tight while I slowly finger her to orgasm, her cheek pressed against my chest the whole time. Once we're both clean we towel each other off, then get dressed -- she's heading back to her dorm, while I'm off to the dining hall for breakfast. "Ah, Walk of Shame time," Lily says, only half-jokingly. "Pretty sure most of the campus heard me squealing when you were covering me in come." She's fully dressed at this point.

I pull her in tight. I don't want her to leave before I've had a chance to tell her what last night and this morning have meant to me, but she beats me to it. "I know what you're gonna say, Michael," she begins, looking up at me. "And I think you're amazing, and that you trust me means the world to me. But we both know the math doesn't work. All of us Sandenhal girls... and only one of you. I'm not going to try to keep you for myself. Girls are going to keep throwing themselves at you, and you should let yourself enjoy them." She smirks. "But I'll always know I knew your cock first, and no one can take that away from me. Plus, I'm definitely coming back for seconds sometime soon."

She turns to the door but pauses, her face serious now. She looks up into my face as if searching for something. "Do you still want your revenge for what happened to you at your old school, Michael?"

I lean down and give her a quick kiss on the lips, then shake my head. "I don't think so," I respond. After telling Lily everything last night, I actually woke up this morning finally feeling... calmer about what had happened. "I think maybe it's time I let it go. And I have you to thank for that. Starting today, I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy my time at Sandenhal."

Lily kisses me back quickly, chuckling. "I have this odd feeling you really, really will." She finishes opening the door to a dozen girls gathered around, taking in both of us with wet hair and staring at Lily in awe. She gets in one parting line as she starts walking off the floor. "Ladies, all I will tell you is... I'd need a third hand to hold all of him." Several girls gasp as Lily walks out, looking like a queen.

Word that Lily was seen leaving my room at 8am travels the Grapevine at light speed, particularly since her being caught in my room late had saturated the campus gossip overnight. Some girls back off during breakfast but others try to engage me more. I just try to take a more relaxed position, just being friendly to anyone who is friendly to me. No more roguish cad, no more charming monster. Just a regular guy -- even though I'm still the only one.

I head to my usual table, dropping my bag as I lean in to give Olivia the smooch on the cheek I always give her. But instead of her customary giggle, she swipes my lips away, brushing me off. "Why do you always do that?" she asks, angry, without even looking at me. "Just don't, okay?" Before I can even respond Olivia's out of her chair and walking away. I walk after her, which given the differences in our stride lengths takes me about three steps to catch up. But I don't want to do this in front of half the school so I steer her out of the room and into a back hallway. "What was that about, Liv?" I ask her, confused.

"It's not, Liv, okay? My name is Olivia," she says bluntly, looking up at me like she barely knows me. "We're not pals, we're not buds, you don't know me enough to give me a cute nickname. Three days ago I was just a pathetic little girl who wanted to feel sexy, so I came to you. And I got to play with myself for you, and I got to feel sexy... now just leave me alone!!" She's on the verge of tears.

"I will if you really want me to, but I'd like to know what the fuck happened since you saved my ass in front of a mob of naked chicks at the library." That doesn't even get a smile, so I try again. "Please talk to me. Just... tell me what changed."

"Lily!!" she finally yells, her hands in little fists. "When you let me down easy last night and said we'd just be friends, I convinced myself it was because you didn't want to be with anyone specific while you're here with every girl throwing her pussy at you. But no, that wasn't it at all! There is someone you want to be with, it just isn't me. And you could have just had the balls to say it. Instead, you left me naked at the library so you could go back to your room and fuck Lily! Then this morning you fucked her again. And I lay in my bed and cried. And I hate crying!"

I'm on my heels now. "Okay, slow the fuck down. Not that it's your business but I didn't fuck Lily. I haven't fucked anyone here, I promise."

"How is it not my fucking business?" she asks. "My closest friend at this place says he doesn't want to be with me, and then goes to be with another girl five minutes later. What did you do with her then, if you guys didn't fuck?"

"I'm not even gonna fucking dignify that. I don't mess around and talk. You of all girls know that about me. I'm not on the fucking Grapevine. Yeah, stuff happened with Lily. And you'll never hear a word of it from me. But the same is true for me and you. She didn't hear about us cozy in my bed the last couple days. She didn't know that you were the first girl to see me without a shirt, to see me in my boxers, and she won't learn it from me."

"Yeah, but she's the first girl to see your cock, to have it in her hands, isn't she?" Olivia counters, and I can't deny it.

"Liv, please, I don't want to lose you," I beg.

"Michael, you can't lose what you never had," she answers, with finality. "And it's Olivia from now on. Just leave me alone." She walks away without looking back.

Eventually I make it back to the table to grab my stuff. I ask the girls gathered there if Olivia had come back here but none of them had seen her, so I head out. I leave the building unsure where to go next. My head is spinning between the incredibly hot morning fun with Lily and Olivia's accompanying accusation of betrayal. I don't think Olivia's completely right; I'm not with Lily, I've messed around with other girls... hell, I've even kissed Olivia. But I did leave the library where I said I'd keep her company while she was streaking to go meet another girl. And yeah, I left it more for my safety than for a desire to see Lily, but I don't think Olivia's gonna see that anytime soon. I keep my eyes down as I head to my first class of the day.

As I walk into Biology, Mrs. Gutierrez smiles at me dangerously but I barely acknowledge her beyond a brief nod. Sienna Reyes -- she of the pink thong, naked art studio cunnilingus a couple days ago, and Mrs. Gutierrez's deluded humiliation-fantasy yesterday -- blows me a kiss. I wave half-heartedly as I try to focus on class.

All I can picture is Olivia walking away from me, while I keep hearing the hurt in her voice over and over again. The bliss from my time with Lily -- both the emotional and physical relief -- is long gone. Before I know it this class is over and I'm walking the halls killing the 45 minutes until my next one, which is Spanish with Señora Rodriguez. It's clear halfway through that class that I'm no better here.

"Hey, you okay?" a voice asks quietly, interrupting my spiral. I turn toward it. I hadn't even realized anyone else was at my table with me until that very moment. A cute blonde has her head turned, still examining me.

"Yeah, just, um, it feels like a foreign language," I try lamely, earning a smirk. "I honestly have zero idea what she has said the entire class."

The girl chuckles again. "I've been there. I'm Ava, by the way." Her interruption does help a little, and I try to focus on the stuff on the board while Ava fills in any missing pieces from earlier. By the end of class I feel a little more connected, though it's clear Ava thinks it is not safe for me to be walking the campus without adult supervision. "So, where are we heading next, Michael?" she asks, reaching up to pat my shoulder.

"Wherever you're going, Ava, count me in." She starts off toward the food trucks at the edge of campus, and I fall in next to her. Once we have food, we walk another few minutes to find a quiet spot on a bench away from foot traffic. Not having really eaten breakfast I'm fairly hungry, and when Ava can't finish hers I do it for her.

"I'd ask where you put all of it, but looking at the sheer amount of muscle on you, I'm fairly sure I know the answer," she concludes.

I like sitting with Ava. It's peaceful, with no games. Which, of course, is the moment she throws me a curveball. "So I'm going to ask you something crazy and you can run away like right the fuck now if you want," she starts. "But... I hear you're really, really good at eating pussy. I was wondering--"

"So, that's why you said hi in class," I interrupt, nodding my head. I start to gather my stuff.

She puts her hand on my arm and looks me in the eyes. "No, it isn't," she responds. "I said hi because you looked like shit. Because although I'm sure there are a lot of perks being the only guy here, I'm guessing there are a lot of parts that suck ass. That's why I said hi; you looked like you could use a friend." She goes on, looking around at the trees. "But sitting here now, it hit me: when would I otherwise be sitting somewhere private with the gorgeous swimmer who happens to be the only guy at my otherwise all-girls finishing school?" I don't correct her that my sport is actually water polo rather than swimming because there is no fucking point in doing that. "So I figured I'd shoot my shot. And I missed. Not the end of the world," she shrugs. "I'm not hurt that you said no--"

"I didn't say no," I correct, "I just didn't jump at the original proposition." But Ava actually seems like a decent person, and I'd like to make her happy. "But now, I think I'd really like to give you the chance at rating my pussy eating skills. If you're up for shooting a second shot, that is." Ava's head swivels at my change of direction, and she nods emphatically. I smile at her. "Then sit back and let me work."

I climb down to the ground; from my knees I reach into Ava's skirt, pulling her panties down and off her feet. I reach up, grabbing her thighs firmly and squeezing the muscles there. Ava's breath hitches. "You know I always prefer this when the girl is naked, but given our public setting..." I gesture around us.

Without a second thought Ava unhooks her bra through her shirt, then works it off her arms, dropping it in her bag. She unbuttons her blouse entirely, providing me a clear view of her modest chest with incredibly hard nipples. Finally she pushes her skirt up so it's practically a belt, her pussy open to me and the world. "Reasonable compromise?" she asks, tweaking her nipples and massaging her tits in preparation.

"I accept your terms," I say, diving in. I'm licking up and down her slit, pushing her clit around with my tongue. I suck hard on it, and Ava is writhing on top of me.

Within seconds Ava's hands are in my hair, using her grip there to hold me tight against her pussy. I reach up and grab a nipple, squeezing hard, my other hand firmly holding her thigh in place. Instead of screaming she bucks against my face. "Holy fuck!!" she moans. I let go of her tits, telling her to play with them again for me. I reach under her and squeeze her ass at the same time I chomp down gently but firmly on her clit. Ava bucks hard, pushing my face back as she floods me with girl come. I keep licking her as she throws her arm in front of her mouth and bites down, shrieking into her own skin.

Once she comes down, Ava is quick to reassemble, looking all around for anyone who might have witnessed our encounter. I find a couple clean napkins from lunch and give them to Ava to clean herself, then find others for my face. Once clean I look up at her. "How'd I do?"

Ava chuckles, still breathless. "The stories on Grapevine badly undersold your skills. Best orgasm of my young life." She hedges. "In fairness, first orgasm anyone else has ever given me, but still, holy fuck! Thanks, Michael."

"Thank you for lunch." I'm smiling for the first time since before my fight with Olivia over breakfast. "Can I walk you somewhere?"

"I'm good from here," Ava responds, returning my smile as she gathers her stuff to leave. She pauses to look me over. "How about you, Michael? Are you good from here?"

I know she isn't referring to where I'm walking to next. "Not good, but better, thanks," I admit. She smiles, handing me her panties as she heads off. I take a big swig of water as I look around. I realize I do actually feel slightly better, slightly lighter. I say hi to some friendly faces on the way back to my dorm; tomorrow I am going to start learning names. I turn the corner in my hall... and am genuinely shocked to find a very small person sitting against my door.

I say nothing as I open my door, gesturing for Olivia to go in ahead of me. It's only been about five hours since our big fight at breakfast, and I'm honestly not sure what her exact purpose is in being here. While I'm undoubtedly glad to see her, I'm more worried she just has more to unload on me.

That is, until she pulls off her blouse, unhooks her bra, unbuttons her skirt and drops everything to the floor in quick succession. I'm immediately caught off-guard. "Olivia, what are you--?"

"It's Liv, dickwad," she says, nervously looking up at me. She looks amazing as always in just her panties, her modest sized tits firm with rock-hard nipples. Part of me thinks maybe I hit my head when I was eating out Ava, and that this is just a wild hallucination. But then Olivia pulls the covers back and climbs into my bed. "Now, please take your shirt and pants off, and come cuddle with me."

She looks so small and scared that I know I can't deny her anything. I strip down to my boxers and climb in next to her. Olivia leans in, kissing my chin, and then my lips gently. She pulls back when I'm slow to respond. "Is... is that okay?" she asks. I stroke her hair and nod my head slowly, still badly confused.

I'm glad to have her here. When I said we were friends I didn't mean only friends, but I know I didn't convey that well; I'm still ridiculously attracted to her both inside and out. I feel her small hands at my waistband. She looks down at my boxers, then up at my face. "Can I take them off of you? I want to feel it, I want to hold it... in my hands," she adds. From being pressed against her I can feel how fast her heart is beating.

"Are you sure?" I ask, not wanting to scare her. This time she nods confidently. I sit up on the edge of the bed and she stands in front of me. She's short enough that she barely has to bend over to get to my waistband.

I lift up and she pulls my boxers down. As my hard cock springs out for her she screams. "Oh my fucking God!!" She takes her hands and uses them to get a rough approximation of my size. She then moves them to her own body, putting the bottom one at the bottom edge of her panties where a large wet spot has formed, and finds her top hand now above her belly button. "If I ever try to get you inside me you're going to puncture a fucking lung, you know that, right?" She shoves her panties to the floor, leaving her nude as well, then pushes me back onto the bed, climbing in after me. "But what a hell of a way to go!!"

I'm still getting whiplash from how she went from hating me at breakfast to being completely naked pressed against me now. So I slow her down, taking her chin in my hand and raising her face up so we're looking into each other's eyes. "Five hours ago you were yelling at me to leave you alone," I remind her. "Now we're lying here naked, and, frankly, I'm a little behind on how we got back here." I stare down at her. "So start talking, little lady."

She looks away for a second, then takes my hand and kisses my palm. "Lily," she begins, and I'm sure I know what's next. Except, it turns out, I don't. "She... she really cares about you," Olivia continues. "So much so that when she heard about our fight, and how people heard me yelling at you specifically about her, she went and tracked me down. She told me you guys had a big talk last night about a lot of things, though she didn't tell me a single word about most of what you said. The only thing she did tell me was that at one point you had mentioned there were only two girls here you really cared about. Lily admitted she was one of them and then she told me I was the other. I asked if she was just saying it or guessing that's what you meant, and she said no, that you were very clear that naming the two of us -- meaning Lily and me -- as these two 'amazing' girls that mattered to you. She wanted to make sure I knew that you had told her that you cared about me. That I was on your mind even when you were here with her. And when she did... it made me see that I was being stupid and selfish. I wanted you all to myself. Lily said she knew the feeling, but that she had already realized around here there is absolutely no way to tie you down. So she said I can choose to be with you in whatever way we could make work, or I could choose to stay away from you because I'm disappointed that I'd have to share you. Lily told me that given the truth to the rumors on Grapevine about her, I should be able to deduce which one she had chosen. And she hoped it was the one I chose, because she believed that you and I made each other happy in our 'friends with benefits' thing. So now I came to see my friend," she sighs, wrapping her arms around my waist, "and, if you're up for it, Michael, I'd really like my benefits now.

"I want to do everything with you," Olivia adds, taking my cock in her little hand. She sighs as she runs her fingers along my length. She uses her thumb to rub along the edge of my crown, finally bringing her other hand down as well to get a better grip. "And holy shit, your cock is hard, hot, and huge." She scoots down the bed, her eyes going wide as she looks at it up close, using her hands to move it around. "Seriously? I finally have it in my hands, and I still need to bring a friend?!"

I laugh out loud. "I can't believe Lily told you about that."

"Told me what?" Olivia asks, and I realize she isn't kidding. My two favorite girls in the world, and both have the exact same response the first time my cock is in their respective hands. I just shake my head. I won't admit that Lily jacked me off earlier, but I do have to explain. "Lily said the exact same thing."

"Lucky bitch got here first!" she replies. I wait for Olivia to get angry again, but she just looks at me, her face turning serious, her hands still gently moving along my hard cock. "I haven't been naked with you before, not counting the library." She sounds nervous. "And you've... you haven't really touched me. But... but I want you to touch me... and kiss me... everywhere. To lick me... everywhere." She looks away, very shy now. "I kind of need you to, Michael, to make me feel pretty like the other girls. Could you... could you do that, for me?"

I take her small body and with one arm move her up to the top of the bed, her head now on the pillow. I lean in to kiss her as she pulls my head down, her mouth opening as my tongue swipes inside it. "You're already gorgeous, Liv, I promise." I gently bite her lower lip before I start working my own lips down her entire body, inch by inch. I lick her hard nipples on her small breasts, taking my time tweaking one while I suck the other into my mouth before switching sides. Olivia is writhing underneath me, moaning as I go, her hands gripping my hair. I lick down her stomach and finally reach the junction of her thighs. I toy with the curls there, kissing her again right above there, before pushing myself lower. I look at Olivia from in between her legs; her mouth is open in a silent moan. I gently run one finger along her slit, now open wide for me. Olivia is small and her body is proportional, but her clit is a good size. She moans as I circle it with my index finger. She grabs my finger, stopping my progress. "If you get me off the same way I get me off, I'm gonna be pissed."

"Fair enough." I lean in and suck hard on her clit, and Olivia screams. I push her thighs wide as I work my tongue up and down her slit. I take her clit between my teeth and nibble, gently at first and then a bit harder.

Olivia is now panting and moaning above me. "Fucking Michael motherfucker holy fuck don't you fucking stop don't you fuck fuck fuck..." I'm too busy savoring her pussy to truly appreciate the sheer amount of f-bombs my tiny friend is dropping at once. I work my thumb into her asscrack, nudging at her asshole, while I shove my tongue directly into her cunt. Two seconds later Olivia is going off like an atom bomb of profanity.

"FUCKING FUCKING OH SO FUCKING FUCK MOTHERFUCK FUCK MICHAEL FUCK SO FUCKING FUCK FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!"

Olivia pushes my face away from her pussy, trying to turn into herself as she comes down. She finally looks at me, her eyes glazed over. "I get now why you've been so smug these past few days," she says, stroking my face. "You are very, very good at that."

"Thanks, Liv." I climb back up the bed, giving her a quick kiss.

She licks my lips. "Hey, I don't taste half bad." She feels my hard cock press against her leg. "Okay, it's my turn now." Olivia climbs off the bed and squats in front of me, telling me to sit up as she takes me in her small hand, then leans down and kisses the top of my cock. My breath hitches.

Olivia looks up at me again as if to make sure I'm watching. She winks... then dives down, opening her lips wide enough to take my whole head into her mouth. It's my turn for some choice words. "Holy motherfucking shit!" I yell as my tiny friend starts bobbing up and down on my cock the best she can without choking. She can barely get more than a few inches of me into her mouth, but as she tongues the head of my cock and works her teeth gently along the top of my shaft, I know I'm not going to last much longer. She takes one small hand and starts fondling my balls as the other works my shaft; at the exact same time she sucks on my crown hard... and I'm a goner. "Liv!! Oh fuck... I'm coming!!" I expect Olivia to pull off but instead she latches on tight. I explode into the back of her throat, making her eyes go wide as she tries to swallow down each rope as it explodes out of me.

"Fuck Liv... holy fuck... so good, Liv, so good..." Now I'm the one who can't speak clearly. Olivia keeps her lips tight around my cockhead until I'm completely finished, then after a moment she pulls off carefully, opening her empty mouth to show me that she's swallowed the whole thing. In my post-orgasmic haze I'm thoroughly impressed. My tongue is now working faster than my brain as I ask, "Hey, was that... was that your first blowjob?"

"Yup... but I watch a lot of porn, and blowjobs are my favorite part." She takes a small bow. "And I fucking nailed it, didn't I?!"

I lie back, completely spent. "A+ blowjob, Liv, seriously, that was awesome." She kisses my cock gently one more time before climbing back into bed.

We lie down together, spooning. "Nap time?" she asks as I drape an arm over her.

I nod. "Thanks for coming back," I sigh, kissing the back of her neck.

She tightens her arm around mine. "Thanks for letting me."

Within a minute Olivia's breathing is soft and rhythmic. As I begin to drift, I pause to take stock of my life. I know now that my future at Sandenhal is looking pretty great, with Olivia and Lily -- plus other new friends -- and a second chance at making some happy memories at school.

I tighten my grip on Olivia, my hand cupping her small breast. I smile as I close my eyes.