The Novella Collection

by D. L. Savage

  She turned back to him, kissing his lips then pushing him back onto the bed, so that he was lying down. Then she turned around, so that she was facing away from him, pulling her skirt up just enough to uncover her buttocks. Then she leant back, reaching between her trembling legs, tugging her g-string to one side then grabbing hold of his slick black dick and guiding it between her legs, touching the tip of it against her tight but eager butthole.

  Tina gasped as she felt the head of Troy’s cock slip inside her, stretching her ass wide open. She had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from crying out loudly. It was both painful and pleasurable all at once, and unlike the dildo, she could feel the sheer heat of Troy’s cock too … and it felt fucking great.

  Shivers of pleasure rocketed around her body, as Troy’s cock slowly filled her up, slipping deeper and deeper inside her until she could take it no more. She slid herself a little way back up his cock again, feeling her own cock twitching in her panties, right on the brink of orgasm, then let herself slip right down again on his big hot pole.

  Troy grabbed her hips, taking control, beginning to fuck her, first slowly and sensuously but then building in intensity until finally he was just slamming it hard into Tina’s ass, her buttocks slapping and quivering against his thighs, each new stroke of his cock causing a shiver of pleasure inside her, her cock so close to spurting in her panties. She tried to hold off her orgasm as long as she possibly could, but soon she felt the first waves of orgasm begin to flash around her body. She groaned, feeling her hips bucking, grinding her ass down hard on Troy’s cock just as her orgasm hit.

  Tina whimpered, her head exploding in electric pleasure, her cock beginning to pump squirts of cum in her panties, her ass clenching and spasming around Troy’s big black cock.

  And just then, she felt Troy tense up beneath her too, announcing his own orgasm with a long low grunt, his cock sending hot thick jets of come deep into Tina’s tight, quivering ass: jet after jet of white hot come. Tina didn’t want the moment to end; it felt so perfect, she felt so full up, so completely and utterly filled.

  And as she slowly slid her trembling ass off Troy’s wet meat, she could hear Bethany grunting and squealing as she pounded out her own orgasm on Brad’s chunky pink dick.

  The room smelled strongly of cum and sweat now, and Tina’s head was spinning as she stood up on trembling legs, adjusting her dress, trying to remain as demure and ladylike as she felt the warm gooey sperm begin to trickle down the inside of her thighs — Troy’s load seeping out of her asshole, and her own from her sodden panties.

  “Excuse moi!” she whispered in her best French accent, giving Troy a shy smile before turning and quickly padding towards the door.

  Then she let herself out into the hall, and quickly ran down the corridor and into the women’s toilet block, locking herself in a cubicle, then pulling up her dress to wipe her gooey cock and ass dry with toilet paper.

  Once she’d got herself cleaned up, she sat down on the lid of the toilet, her head spinning with what had just happened to her.

  She’d let a boy fuck her for the first time, and not just any boy but Troy Baker, the schools hunky black heartthrob quarterback!

  Tina’s only regret was that she hadn’t finished him off in her mouth.

  Does that make me a slut? she thought to herself proudly with a cheeky, naughty little grin, guessing that yes, it probably did …

  * * *

  As Tina walked back to her own dorm, her head was still so full of horny thoughts that she forgot something pretty important: that she was still dressed as a girl! In fact, it was only right as she was touching the handle to her own room that she remembered.

  Fuck, she thought, feeling her heart drumming against her chest. That had been close!

  But then another nervous thought entered her giddy head: she would need to go into the room in order to get a fresh outfit to change back into … She’d left all her boy clothes at Bethany’s in her rush to get out of there ...

  So, with her breath clutched in her lungs, she slipped off her flats and padded in her stockinged feet into the room, which smelled a little musky from Mike’s sleeping, manly body. In the moonlight, Tina could see him: sprawled on his front, naked, the sheets barely covering his buttocks, his broad back slicked in a thin sheen of sweat from the heady Summer’s night.

  As quietly as she could, Tina slipped open her dresser drawer and removed a fresh pair of cotton boxer shorts and a plain white t-shirt, then turned and began padding back towards the door, planning to sneak into the boy’s toilets and change in one of the cubicle stalls. But as she was halfway to the door, she heart Mike groan softly, then turn over, onto his back, the moonlight now dappling his muscular chest.

  Tina felt her stomach flip over on itself when she saw it: Mike’s cock, jutting up from between his meaty thighs, fully hard and twitching.

  She paused, knowing she should get the hell out of there, but also totally transfixed by his big, manly meat.

  God, it was so thick, and it was shiny with his sweat, the veins on it standing out prominently, his balls now swollen, all large and tight and hairless beneath it.

  Tina felt herself taking a step towards it, then another, and soon, before she knew it, she was leaning right over Mike’s sleeping form, her heart hammering as she realized what she was about to do next …

  Her inner slut was taking over.

  She’d had a taste of cock and now she just had to have some more …

  So she took his shaft gently in her hand, her thin fingers unable to close fully around it, and she masturbated it a couple of times, licking her lips as she watched her pretty fingers moving over its silky smooth shaft, the shiny purple head swelling as a clear bead of pre-come oozed from its tip.

  In response, Mike, still half asleep, parted his legs even further and Tina could hold herself back no longer.

  She lowered her head towards his lap, feeling the heat come up from his groin in a wave, savoring the slight musky smell of his dick as she touched his silky cock head gently against her tongue.

  God, it felt so good, so right, so natural …

  She let out a muffled sigh as she began to suck him, working her lips back and forth over his meaty cock, feeling him grow ever more in her mouth, pulsing out salty drops of pre-cum onto her eager lapping tongue as she worked it in circles around his thick mushroom head, which filled her mouth completely, both with its size and its taste.

  Very slowly, Mike began to shift his hips, too, and Tina realized that he’d half woken up …

  As she sucked on him, she reached down between her own legs, tugging her panties to the side, grasping hold of her cock, knowing she’d only have to tug it a few times before the sheer pleasure got too much.

  She could feel Mike increasing his thrusts, his breathing becoming shallow and fast now. And as his cock swelled and pulsed in her mouth — right on the brink of orgasm — Tina felt her own orgasm hit, too, cresting inside her, her cock spasming, sending a fresh hot load pulsing over her fingers.

  Tina’s lips remained clamped firmly round Mike’s cock head, her orgasm sending electric waves of pleasure once more around her trembling body and her sighs muffled by his cock which, just then, also began to spurt, hard, the cum squirting in surprisingly powerful hot jets against the roof of Tina’s mouth, so hard in fact that it caught her off guard. Mike was obviously a big cummer, and it didn’t take long before his cum completely filled her mouth. She gulped it back, one gulp, then two, feeling even more pulse into the back of her throat and onto her tongue, all thick and creamy and warm.

  Mike’s cum didn’t have as much of a taste as her own, and she found she didn’t mind it at all. In fact, it was rather nice: just sort of faintly musky and salty, and she gulped down as much as she was able, savoring the taste of him, lapping him up, flicking her tongue greedily up and down over his wet salty shaft and balls too, and then sucking the final remaining delicious pearly white drops from the head of his cock.


  And when she was done, she gently lifted herself back up to her feet, realizing with a shiver of delight that Mike had never even fully woken up — with a gentle sigh, he shifted onto his side and lazily tugged the sheets around his muscular, sweaty body, his breathing slowing into a that of a deep, contented sleep once more ...

  * * *

  “Oh man, I had the wildest fucking dream last night!” Mike proclaimed the following morning, throwing the sheets off his body and sitting up happily in bed.

  “Really?” Tony asked nervously, his head whirling with the memories of last night: Troy’s cock pumping deep into his ass, and then the taste and feel of Mike’s big dick as it had unloaded so powerfully in his mouth and throat. Wow. Just thinking about these memories got his cock twitching again, and he felt an intense blush creep across his face.

  “Yeah,” Mike said, resting his hands behind his head, his pecs, so sexy looking, his shoulders so broad and manly. “I dreamed that this totally hot babe was giving me one of the best blowjobs I’d ever had! She looked kinda like Stephanie, but hotter ...”

  And as he spoke, Mike caught Tony’s eye for a moment and Tony felt a shiver run right through him. This was getting crazy. He was actually falling for his male roommate — the guy who, just a few short weeks ago, he found so disgusting, was now turning him on like crazy.

  “Weird!” Mike proclaimed, almost to himself, his nose wrinkling as he sniffed the air.

  “What?” Tony asked, wondering if he’d somehow read his thoughts …

  “I swear I can smell her perfume …”

  And then Mike shrugged and shook his head, smiling at his own craziness, and Tony tried to smile too, to mask the brand new conflicting emotions that were churning around his head.

  As normally as he could, he got out of bed and made for his computer, turning it on, waiting for it to boot up and then immediately checking his emails.

  One new message from Bethany, sent this morning, just an hour or so ago:

  So, Slut, you left in quite the hurry last night, didn’t you? I hope you enjoyed feeling that big black cock deep in your ass. I know I always do. Anyway, I’ve got one final challenge for you. Think you’re up to it? Meet me at the edge of the quad today, at 2pm, and I’ll explain everything.

  B x

  Tony looked at the time; he had just a couple of hours.

  He wondered what Bethany had in store for him next — hopefully it was something slutty. He felt his whole body yearning now for more adventures, more sexy, dirty experiences, not as Tony ... but as Tina.

  * * *

  As Tony headed across the quad a few hours later, he wondered if Bethany had expected him to come as his girly alter ego, not as boring geeky Tony. And from the way her pretty face crumpled with distain, he was reminded just how much she had despised him as a boy, how pathetic she thought he was as a guy.

  “Hi, SLUT,” she said loudly, when he was within earshot, causing a few other students walking here and there to casually look around to see where that loud bratty voice was coming from.

  Tony felt a rush of blood to his cheeks, his heart hammering and a creeping embarrassment prickling across his skin.

  “Shhh,” he pleaded, but Bethany seemed to be relishing the moment, wanting to make him squirm as much as was humanly possible.

  “What’s the matter?” she said, in that same loud tone as before. “Embarrassed? You didn’t seem so embarrassed last night, riding that big black cock and letting it blow deep in your tight little ass!”

  Tony’s face was absolutely burning by now and he felt on the brink of tears. He felt like the whole college could hear her evil, bratty voice, and he kept his watering eyes on the floor.

  “W- why are you doing this?” he stammered, filled with a sudden mixture of rage and frustration. He wanted to know. He needed to know. It seemed so cruel, so arbitrary. Why had Bethany singled him out for all this punishment? What had he ever done to her?

  And at Tony’s question, her face changed, growing calm and still, her cold eyes glinting. “You really want to know why I’m doing this?” she hissed.

  Tony nodded.

  She left a long pause, on purpose Tony suspected, then finally she spoke.

  “I’m doing it because it’s fucking hot. Okay? It turns me the fuck on. It gets my pussy wet. Gets my nipples hard. You understand now? I’m doing this to get myself off, pure and simple. When I see you like that, dressed up like a little fucking sissy, when I see what I’ve done to you, and how far I’ve pushed you, it gets me wet. Okay?”

  This took Tony by surprise. He hadn’t factored Bethany’s own pleasures into all this.

  “But I guess fair’s fair,” she said with a nod. “I’ve had my fun. You’re right. Well, how about this … You do this one last challenge for me, and then I’ll let you go. No more fun and games. How does that sound?”

  Tony thought about it, his head whirling. How did it sound? Of course, on the one hand, he could finally be free from the constant torment that everyone on campus, everyone he knew, would somehow find out about his dirty little secret. But on the other hand, he had to admit that another part of himself actually felt sad at the thought that soon all this would be over. Well, one last experience, he reminded himself — and if it had been anything like the others, then he’d probably enjoy it ...

  “Okay,” Tony said, trying not to give away the excitement and anticipation in his voice. “I’ll do it.”

  “You don’t even know what it is yet,” Bethany said with a cruel smile. “This is a big step up, slut. This one is the ultimate challenge.”

  Tony gulped nervously, then nodded.

  What in the School had he just let himself in for?

  * * *

  The instructions were simple: that Friday night, Bethany was helping to choose new members for her sorority, Alpha Delta, and she had put Tony’s (well, Tina’s) name forward as a prospective member. The challenge was this – if Tina could pass as a girl, and go through with the hazing ritual, without any of the members of the sorority realizing she was a boy, then Bethany would stop blackmailing Tony any more.

  But, if he failed, then she wouldn’t have any trouble getting his secret out, because the girls of Alpha Delta house were all notorious gossips and bitches, and they would relish this hot new piece of news, spreading around campus far wider than Bethany alone ever could, that Tony Adams was a pathetic tranny crossdresser!

  And as Bethany told Tony about her devious challenge for him, Tony realized something: she really was getting off on this. This had never been about the money. Bethany came from a rich family; she always wore the latest clothes, the most expensive jewelry. No, this was simply about exercising her own feminine power over him.

  And he could tell she was getting physically turned on too, now he knew her secret. As she outlined her plan, Tony’s quick nervous glances couldn’t help but notice that her nipples had become erect beneath her sports vest, and there was a faint pinkish blush creeping across her skin, too, flushing that delicate area around her collarbone, and Tony couldn’t help but imagine how wet and gooey her panties must be by now, how warm and soft and swollen her pussy lips, how hard and throbbing her clit ...

  “Okay, I’ll do it,” Tony heard himself say, feeling like he had little choice, just wanting to give himself up to the situation completely …

  But he had little hope that he would pass the challenge.

  A whole room of sorority girls?

  Could he really pass the test?

  No. It was impossible.

  But still, he figured wearily, if my secret is gonna come out, at least I should have one final girly experience as Tina beforehand …

  * * *

  Friday night was fast approaching, and a fresh thought flashed across Tony’s brain: he didn’t have anything clean to wear! His two pairs of panties were both covered in jizz stains, and his other feminine outfits too had seen rather a lot of action, too!

  No, he needed a brand new outfit …

/>   So on Friday morning, Tony skipped class and took a bus into the city, choosing a large bustling department store to make his nervous purchases, hoping that he wouldn’t be too conspicuous in such a big, anonymous place …

  But unfortunately, almost the moment he stepped into the store, he was greeted by a pretty young brunette who seemed fixated on giving him the best service she possibly could.

  “Can I help you sir?” she beamed, her eyes locking onto his, her mouth curled in a cute friendly little smile.

  And as Tony smiled back shyly at her, he realized something with a pang of excitement: she looked a lot like Tina! She had the same length hair, pretty much the same coloring, and she was slim and petite, her breasts so small she was almost flat-chested. Wow!

  “I’m looking …” Tony began, feeling a sudden rush of nerves flutter through him. “I’m looking for …”

  He could feel his cheeks burning and his eyes darted nervously towards the sign that led towards the ‘womenswear’ department …

  “I know!” the pretty assistant proclaimed. “You’re after a present for your girlfriend, right? No need to get embarrassed. We get guys like you in here all the time! So … What’s she like? Is she slim or curvy? Tall or short? Sporty? Casual?”

  “Well …” said Tony, feeling his nerves slip away a little, “She’s actually pretty similar to … you?”

  “Great!” the assistant chirped. “Then this should be easy! Follow me!”

  And she let him off, deep into the heart of the department store, right into the womenswear and lingerie department …

  * * *

  “These are so cute!” the young sales assistant said, cheerily, holding up a frilly little pair of white thong panties. Her name badge read ‘Stephanie’ and Tony couldn’t help but suspect that it was the very same Stephanie that Mike had been seeing on and off for the last month or so. “I’ve got some like this on myself, right now,” she continued, “and they’re super comfortable! Does your girlfriend wear things like this? Or I could show you our selection of more fuller-backed panties if you’d prefer?”