Misadventures of a Valedictorian

by M. F. Wild

  “Breathe, baby,” Eric whispered behind me.

  “Who is he?” My voice shook.

  “He’s a friend, Clare. That’s all you need to know.”

  Friend or not, I didn’t want him out here watching us. Besides, what if he told someone?

  I shot a look over at Eric. “I don’t care. Tell him to leave.”

  “He’s not going to leave, Clare. I asked him to come here.”

  My brows furrowed with confusion. “What? Why would you do that?”

  He placed his hands on my shoulders. “Because I wanted to bring your fantasy to life.”

  “But I thought that was what we were doing before.”

  Smiling, he cupped my face in his hands. “No, baby, that was just the warm-up round. Get ready. We’re about to make your wildest dreams come true.”

  * * *

  I shut everything inside me off, like I’d flipped a switch. It was better that way. If I allowed myself to get emotionally involved in this, I would lose my mind. I had to do this for Clare…for us.

  “On your knees.” Pressing down on Clare’s shoulders, I urged her to the ground, and then tugged the football jersey over my head. I pulled my shorts down, took my cock in my hand, and stroked up and down the length. “Open that pretty little mouth up for me, baby.”

  I pumped my dick harder in my hand. Clare opened her mouth and stared up at me with those fucking incredible eyes, her gaze full of lust and need. I bit down on my bottom lip and watched as my cock disappeared between her lips. Greedy for more, I grabbed the back of her head, urging her to take all of me. I let out a loud groan when I felt the tip of my dick hit the back of her throat.

  I cursed as she sealed her lips, creating a vacuum around my cock. Hot and moist, her mouth was like perfect sin. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to keep control.

  Tyler had his cock in his hand, no doubt eager for a taste of my girl. I gave him a nod, signaling him to join us. Once he was in front of her, I gave the command.

  “Stroke him, Clare.”

  With her mouth still wrapped firmly around my dick, Clare reached over and took Tyler’s shaft into her hand and pumped up and down. Tyler let out a loud, appreciative moan beside me. Still biting the inside of my mouth, I became entranced at the way her hand was moving over his cock. I could feel my climax building, but I had to fight it. I wasn’t ready to come. Not yet. Not until I had sunk deep into her pussy.

  When Travis stepped beside me, Clare wrapped one hand around his length, working both dicks with her fists in perfect sync.

  “Suck them, Clare. Show them how incredible that mouth feels.”

  There was a loud pop as she released me from her mouth and moved toward Tyler. When he slid between Clare’s plump lips, a pang of jealousy hit me hard. I fought against it, refusing to allow it to overtake me. I had to maintain control. No matter how much it fucking hurt to watch.

  Clare switched to take Travis into her mouth, continuing to stroke up and down Tyler’s length. I dropped to my knees behind her and delivered a hard blow against her ass cheek, eliciting a muffled moan around Travis’s cock. When I repeated the action, she released him from her mouth, allowing me to urge her forward until she was on all fours. The beautiful view of her behind had me hard as fuck. I had to remind myself to not be greedy, to not take what I so desperately wanted to claim as mine.

  As I spread her cheeks apart, her beautiful pink rim puckered out in anticipation. I wet my thumb, teasing the outside of the muscle before slowly sinking my finger into her. Clare let out a loud moan that shook through her body. My dirty girl loved anal play.

  I added pressure, rotating my finger. Her greedy ass tugged hard against me, causing my cock to twitch. I retrieved my thumb from her opening and cursed at the way the muscles around her rim tightened back into place. It was as if they were taunting me for more. Right now, I would love nothing more than to fuck that ass. But I couldn’t be selfish. Not tonight, at least.

  I moved my hand forward, smiling at how drenched her pussy was. I eyed Tyler. “She’s ready for you.”

  Nodding, he reached for one of the condoms on the ground, quickly ripping open the package.

  “Go ahead, take her,” I ordered, moving to the side to allow Tyler to kneel and position himself behind her.

  He settled a trembling hand on her hip, using his other to align himself to her opening. I couldn’t help finding amusement in his nervousness. No doubt about it, losing his virginity to Clare Winston would be something he’d never forget.

  Tyler let out a loud curse from beneath the helmet as he sank into her pussy, stilling once he had fully seated her. Part of me envied him in that moment. I remembered the first time I’d been inside her. There was nothing in this world that could ever top that feeling.

  Clare pushed against him, moaning.

  “Move, she needs you to move.”

  Tyler pushed forward, picking up his pace with each thrust into her. Clare’s eyes rolled back as the orgasm overtook her. Releasing Travis from her mouth, her eyes lifted to meet mine just as she screamed out her release.

  “Holy fuck,” Tyler shouted, pulling out of her. He knew the rules. Condom or not, no one was coming inside that pussy except me. And right now, I was aching to be balls deep inside her.

  Dropping to my knees, I grabbed Clare by the waist and turned her until she was straddling me. Pellets of sweat glistened across her skin. Her beautiful face was flushed, her body still trembling from the multiple orgasms. I wouldn’t be giving her time to recover. I was about to make her forget her fucking name.

  I held her hips and shoved my cock up past the tight, wet lips of her cunt until I was completely consumed by her body. The strangled cry that escaped her lips woke the savage inside me. Holding nothing back, I fucked her, hard and unapologetically, until she was screaming out for more.

  “Yeah? Do you like that, baby? Do you like how my thick cock feels inside you?”

  Clare struggled to gain enough air to answer me. “Y-Yes!”

  I sank my fingernails into her flesh, urging her to move faster against me. “Then, give it to me. Come on my fucking dick.”

  “Eric!” she screamed. When the warmth of her release drenched my shaft, I knew it was time. As I turned my head to the side, Travis and Tyler were fisting their cocks beside us.

  “Now, Travis,” I ordered, pulling Clare down against my chest, so her ass was high and open for him.

  Travis had already rolled a new condom down his length. He moved behind her, grabbed the base of his cock, and, coating himself with her thick arousal, positioned himself at her rim.

  I studied Clare’s face as he entered her body, making certain that we weren’t hurting her. All I could see was love and trust on her features.

  She gasped, tensing in my arms. Once he was fully inside her, he froze in position, allowing her time to adjust to the fullness.

  “Are you okay, baby?”

  “God, yes.” She panted. “More…I want more.”

  I held her against me, allowing Travis to control our movements. From this angle, I could feel the pressure of his cock pressing against the wall of muscle in her core. The sensation was so intense that it was everything I could do not to fucking explode inside her, right then and there. Tyler stepped closer, feverishly fisting his cock as he watched us fuck her. As if by instinct, Clare turned her head toward him, opening her mouth to receive him. His cock disappeared between her lips as he threw his head back and grunted as he released into her.

  It was all I could do to hold on. Travis changed up things by rotating his hips. The slow shift was enough to cause Clare’s inner walls to tense against us.

  “Yes, oh, God. Just like that. Don’t stop. Fuck…fuck…fuck!”

  Clare screamed out her climax, triggering Travis and me to follow with our own.

  I shouted out her name and held her hard against me as I came.

  When Travis recovered, he placed a tender kiss on the middle of her back and eased out of
her.

  I tightened my embrace, savoring the fleeting contractions of her inner walls against my cock, aftershocks from our earth-shattering orgasm. Each gentle tug of her core made my balls ache for more. Gritting my teeth, I fought the urge to come again as I waited for Tyler and Travis to leave the field.

  As they staggered away, leaving us alone, I rolled her to her back. Spreading her thighs apart, I took a moment to stare at her perfect pink opening.

  She didn’t know it yet, but this wasn’t over.

  * * *

  Bringing us both beneath the spray of the water, I placed a trail of delicate kisses across her shoulder and pushed my erection against her ass. Even after an intense follow-up round in the shower, I was ready to go again. I was desperate to stay in the moment with her. Desperate to string all of the seconds together. I was terrified if I let her go, this would be the end. Had this proven enough to her tonight? Had I erased enough of the doubts in her head?

  Clare turned around, her eyes heavy with satisfaction. God, she was breathtaking. How could I ever have doubted that she would be enough for me?

  She wrapped her arms around my neck before placing a tender kiss on my lips. “You’re insatiable, you know that?”

  “That’s your fault. You’re addictive.”

  “If we go another round, you’re going to be carrying me around campus for the rest of the week. I can barely stand as it is.”

  “Mmm. I don’t have a problem with that,” I teased, walking her backward until her back was against the tile.

  Clare giggled when I nuzzled into her neck, biting down on that sensitive spot right below her jaw.

  She playfully slapped my chest. “Go get me a towel. I’m turning into a prune.”

  “Oh, really?” I grabbed her by the waist, spun her around, and delivered a hard slap across her bottom. “Nope, that ass still looks pretty perfect to me.”

  “Oh, my God, you’re impossible.” She laughed, using her hip to shove me out of the shower. “Now, go!”

  I held my hands up. “Okay, okay. I’m going. No need to resort to violence,” I teased.

  As I wrapped my towel around my waist, my eyes caught the outline of my handprint that still lingered on her backside. The bright pink color that adorned her skin made my cock twitch. It took every bit of self-control I had not to take her up against that shower wall again. Jesus, would I ever get enough of this woman? Swallowing hard, I made my way to the locker room to grab an extra towel from my bag.

  The sight of her clothes lying on the bench made me smile. My little seductress. In such a short amount of time, Clare’s shyness had morphed into a sexy confidence—one of the only positive things that had resulted from our arrangement. I only hoped she felt the same way when she looked back on all of this.

  I had just unzipped my bag when the screen on Clare’s phone lit up, illuminating the dim locker room. I didn’t want to violate her privacy, but my insecurity and curiosity trumped every rational thought that resided in me. Unable to restrain myself from looking, I picked up the phone. My heart plummeted as I read the message displayed on the screen. It was from Reed.

  Megan told me everything. We need to talk. You need to know how I feel about you.

  Anger.

  Hurt.

  Fear.

  Every emotion seemed to come at me at once. As I stood there shaking, I knew I held the fate of our future in my hands. The line between right and wrong was obvious, but that didn’t stop me from crossing it. Before I could talk myself out of it, I had already sent the reply from her phone.

  It’s too late. I’ve already made my decision. Don’t contact me again.

  I deleted the texts and returned her phone to where I’d found it. The guilt of my actions was heavy, yet bearable…especially if it meant protecting what was mine.

  One harmless lie couldn’t hurt us.

  Chapter Eleven

  Clare

  I sat on the bleachers, balancing my Psych notes and the corresponding textbook on my knees while I stole glances at Eric during his practice. He was glowing, rotating between grinning from camaraderie with his teammates and maintaining laser focus on the plays he’d need to execute with perfection for the next game. I fidgeted on the uncomfortable metal under my ass, because watching him sweat and command the field made me hotter than possibly anything or anyone else ever had. Not to mention that one glance at the goalpost filled me with some intensely hot memories.

  I couldn’t wait to steal a few minutes together in his room after practice. I was studying hard for the upcoming finals, but we’d resolved to spend as much time together as we could until the holiday break took us back to Ridgeville. I closed my eyes and remembered our extremely illegal encounter last week with Travis and another teammate who I’d yet to recognize. Unless he whipped his cock out on the field, I might never know the third party who’d given me pleasure that night. I was pretty sure we’d broken several college rules and a few county laws too. If that was the wildest encounter I had outside of my relationship with Eric, I could be happy with that.

  Eric pushing for an open relationship had resulted in so many fulfilled sexual fantasies, most of which I had been too inexperienced to know I wanted before. While the pleasure had been tinged with a fair share of heartache, my eyes had been opened. I could say without a doubt that I knew my heart and my body better than I ever had. With this knowledge, I was ready to give one hundred percent to Eric and our exclusive relationship.

  With two weeks left on the clock, I was certain the days would fly by because Eric was the only one I could see. And he didn’t seem to mind one bit.

  Practice wrapped and I packed my homework into my backpack before heading down to the field to see Eric. As he approached, Travis flanked him on the right.

  Travis winked. “How were we out there tonight?”

  I could feel myself blushing under his knowing stare. “Incredible. You guys make a great team.”

  He and Eric both chuckled.

  “What are you up to tonight, Clare?”

  Eric’s humor disappeared and he shoved Travis off. “Get the fuck out of here.”

  Travis chuckled again and made his way toward the locker room while Eric moved close to me. He wasted no time in capturing my face and kissing me breathless.

  “Sorry,” he muttered after a few minutes. “I’m kind of gross right now.”

  I licked his lower lip before sucking it between my teeth. I released him with a hum, savoring his manly aroma. “I like the way you smell. It’s like something inside me clicks and knows you’re all I want.”

  He groaned and lowered one hand to my ass, pulling me close against his warm, strong body. He kissed me deeper, and I let the fantasies swirl through my mind.

  “In fact…” I breathed between his intense kisses. “I wouldn’t mind dropping down to my knees and blowing you right after your next big win. I want to taste the salt on your skin, all that sweat and effort lingering on your body before you get presentable again.”

  “Fuck me,” he breathed, his cock growing hard against my belly. “You’ve become quite the dirty talker, haven’t you, sweet Clare?”

  I smiled against his lips. “Maybe I’m not so sweet anymore.”

  He squeezed my ass possessively. “Fine with me. Makes me love you even more. I like that you can tell me what you want, baby. Because I’m going to spend the rest of my life giving you exactly that.”

  My heart twisted, but the chatter of female voices reminded me that Eric and I weren’t alone. A group of cheerleaders had arrived on the field for their own practice. Several of them were shooting surprised stares and a few glares our way. I wasn’t stupid. I knew Eric was in high demand. Any one of those girls would drop to her knees for him on command. Didn’t matter, though, because in two weeks that window of opportunity would close. As far as I was concerned, it was already closed.

  “I know what I want right now, Eric.”

  He brushed my hair back and kissed my neck. “Tell me
.”

  “Head back to the locker room, making no effort to disguise my effect on you so those girls know you’re mine. And then I’ll meet you at your place when you’re done to thank you properly.”

  “Inching toward going public, are we?”

  I shrugged. “I have nothing to hide.”

  “Neither do I. I’d streak the field if it meant watching my cock disappear between those pretty pink lips tonight.”

  I moaned and lifted on my toes, teasing my body along his as I moved. “If you got naked right now, those girls would claw each other’s eyes out to get to you.”

  He laughed. “They’ve got nothing on you.”

  I breathed him in deeply once more before pushing back. “Hurry. I wish we had all night, but I need to finish studying for my Psych final after.”

  He bit his lip and brought his hand to the now-raging hard-on that poked against his practice shorts. God, what I’d give to pull them down and take him in my mouth right now. Right in front of all those bitches.

  With a wink and a sly grin, he turned. He gave his erection a casual stroke while the girls watched him saunter past them and out of sight into the locker room. A few jaws dropped, a few more glares came my way. I answered them with a confident smile as I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked off the field.

  They’ve got nothing on you.

  For the first time in a long time, I truly believed Eric’s words. He’d put me on a pedestal before, but I knew now, without a doubt, I could give Eric pleasure the way few others had. And he wasn’t alone in that thought.

  I was halfway to Eric’s frat house when my phone dinged. It was Reed. My heart started to beat a little faster as I pulled up the text.

  If that’s what you really want, I won’t contact you again. If you change your mind, I’ll be here. I shouldn’t have let so much time go by without talking to you about how I felt. My fault. I just want to know that you’re happy, Clare.