Licked 2 pussies. part 6

I was foolish to hope that the fact I licked Ira and drank Milka's waste would remain a secret. That very same evening, I got a proper beating from my so-called crew. They confronted me about being "lowered" in the stairwell by Oksanka and then basically passed around afterward; the girls' names were naturally mixed up, but not Oksanka's name. Damn it, just remembering how because of that bitch everything turned upside down still makes me furious.

And also, according to rumors that spread just as quickly—and I think these rumors were the original ones—I wasn't just "lowered" and put on "licking duty," but I also supposedly asked the girls to let me lick them, and one, instead of letting me lick,

pissed on me and practically poured it right into my mouth.

— "Hey there, piss-guzzler," she greeted me with that phrase.

— "Mil, stop it," I tried to shut her up. "Please don't shout, let's talk, and..."

— "And about what?" she asked, squinting.

— "Come on, Mil, enough already, you know," I continued. "No one here knows about me." We walked a bit to the side toward the garages where everyone smoked without really finishing our conversation. "I'm considered a normal guy here, please don't ruin me, maybe I can be useful to you."

— "How?" she stopped and asked point-blank.

— "Somehow, Mil, I'll protect you if needed, help with money if necessary," I threw out promises.

— "Will you be my boyfriend?" I suddenly heard a proposal I understood I couldn't refuse.

— "I will," I answered.

— "Will you lick me?" she looked into my eyes with a sly smile.

— "I will."

— "Give me gifts?"

— "I will."

— "So you really liked my taste, huh?" Milka asked with a hint of mockery.

— "Yes," I answered, realizing the abuse had begun.

— "Want some of my homemade juice?"

— "Mil, come on, what's with you? What did I even do to you?"

— "That's just it, nothing yet, but you should have," she demonstratively patted herself between her legs. "Remember how tasty it was there? Remember?"

— "Yes."

— "Come to my dorm room today, I'll give you a drink," Milka kept pressing. "By the way, where do you live yourself?"

— I gave her my room number in the same dorm. I understood that now I'd be worn out licking her and paying up just so this bitch would keep quiet, but I remembered that it was this very bitch who had blabbed the info about me.

— "Alright, you're mine now," she smiled. "Today, I should see champagne and flowers on my table."

— "Okay," I answered.

That same evening, I knocked on her door. She opened it, and there were three other girls there, meaning the room was fully occupied.

— "Hi Mil, this is for you," I handed her the flowers and champagne.

— "Come in, let me introduce you," she presented me to everyone. "And this is my runaway fiancé," she laughed. "Found him, now we'll be together forever," she hooked her arm under mine and pressed me to herself. "Won't give him to anyone."

Such a beginning calmed me down a bit, and I even relaxed somewhat.

— "Let's drink to the acquaintance, then."

— "Let's," everyone agreed with her.

After that, we sat and chatted about nothing all evening. From her friends, it was clear they weren't in the know about me, and that reassured me, but I had no doubt I'd be licking her. And so it happened, just about three days later. My first lick session took place in the garages when we went there to smoke. She apparently liked the feeling of danger and told me so then.

— "Get on your knees and lick me right here."

— "What if someone sees?"

— "If you snitch, they'll definitely see."

I looked around and, making sure no one was there, crouched down, lifted her skirt, moved her panties aside, and started licking her bud. She was dry and apparently just wanted me to lick a couple of times and that's it.

— "Alright, enough, you'll lick more in the evening."

— "Okay."

The evening lick session happened in a toilet stall, and we almost got caught when one of her neighbors came in and let out a pretty strong stream in the next toilet. Then I heard her wipe, flush, and leave. My bitch Milka was sitting on the toilet tank, feeding me her pussy, and I don't think she wanted to cum. In short, she didn't cum then; she just, as I said, thought it was fun with me.

After that, I gave her a massage every evening, kissed her feet in front of everyone, and sometimes, fleetingly, she'd move her panties aside and I'd kiss her pussy, hoping no one would manage to see it. Sometimes we lay with the lights off and chatted; the other girls had boyfriends too, and we could lie and talk until dawn.

So, I'd sometimes give her a smack under the blanket, also afraid of being caught in the act. Sometimes we even heard someone quietly fucking right in the room, and sometimes someone would suddenly turn on the light and try to catch who was fucking. So, I was afraid they'd catch us too. In general, I didn't understand why I was licking her since she never came from me; she just reveled in me like a toy.

Of course, I understood I needed to do something, somehow make her cum and then fuck her, thereby moving into the category of real fiancés. And so, one time she told me she'd be waiting for me in another room alone (she arranged with the occupant to rent it for two hours). I entered the room, and she told me to bolt the door. There was no light; she asked me not to turn it on. I bolted it and found the bed by touch. On the bed, I felt her body, but she took my head and immediately pulled me down under the blanket.

— "Come on, darling, give me some smacks," I heard her voice and, obeying, dove under the blanket. She put her hands on my head over the blanket and pressed me to her pussy. I felt her hips moving, heard her moaning; I realized she was finally going to cum and was glad about it. She came intensely and wetly, holding me in her bud until she stopped trembling. Precisely at that moment, I heard some unfamiliar voice, as if someone else was there, and felt that Milka's voice somehow didn't match the actions of the body I had just finished servicing.

Fuckkk, I understood everything. This bitch set me up again.