am-books 7.28 – Dreams at the Academy IV
7.28 – Dreams at the Academy IV
7.28 – dreams at the academy iv
"how do you wanna do this?" fe repeated meekly. "what do you mean?"
"there's lots of ways to make a girl cum," she said, a teasing smile slipping onto her lips. "was just wondering if you have any preference." she tapped her fingers to her lips, then feigned having a good idea. "maybe i should leave it up to a vote? should i ask our classmates?" she turned to face them, opening her mouth to make the announcement, but fe squeaked loudly and pulled on her by the arm.
"a vote?" she hissed. "are you crazy?"
"oh? so you do have a preference?"
"well, that's not what i—" she swallowed. "but it can't be a vote."
"too embarrassing? fine, fine. i think it would've been fun." her grin widened. "i do, at least, know how we'll be finishing the job." she stepped forward and patted the sheepgirl's lower stomach. "i've been waiting for a while to get my first taste," she murmured low enough only fe could hear. "so there's only one place good enough to finish. and i don't think i'm gonna use protection, just so you know."
"w-what? but then i could...?"
she rubbed a slow circle into fe's lower stomach—overtop where her womb would be. "it'll be a little risky. but we are going for maximum energy collection, aren't we? you seem like the kind of girl who'd get off on... risky stuff." her hand slipped down from her lower stomach to cup her pussy—which was delightfully cradled by two thin black straps of leather on either side. she was more than a little wet by this point. "of course, i wouldn't do anything without permission. but i'm sure you won't actually get pregnant. probably."
zoey, for her part, could enjoy the fantasy in the fullest because she knew it was a dream. there was no real risk. fe, on the other hand, thought this was reality. her consciousness was fully submerged, instead of halfway like zoey's. so how would she take zoey's request?
"we... do want a great demonstration," she breathed. "s-so i guess that's fine."
zoey's eyebrows went up. oh? so she was that kind of girl? the idea of being finished into without an ounce of protection had fe heating up more than the hundreds of spectating eyes? good to know.
"but that's how we're finishing," zoey laughed. "how should we start it off? since you don't wanna take a vote, and you won't pick yourself, i guess it's my choice. how about... you get me lubricated first?"
without a tenth of the trepidation fe had shown, zoey kicked off her shoes, pulled down her uniform skirt and panties, and revealed a quickly-hardening rod. fe's eyes widened as she took it in, and, to be fair, zoey did have the sort of weapon that took re-acquainting with every time.
the facefucking was clearly appreciated by the audience, though zoey could only pay half attention to that. she was surprised by how much it turned her on. zoey wouldn't pretend lewdness in front of others didn't excite her—though maybe not as much as maddy or apparently fe—but she'd never have called herself an exhibitionist. but she had to admit, thrusting into the sheepgirl's throat again and again in front of an audience of her peers had her whole body feeling like it was on fire. she was keenly aware of each and every spectator.
the loud squelching and gagging noises were audible across the stage, though it didn't fully mask the murmuring and voices from the crowd—the exclamations of surprise, the laughter, the quiet gasps.
zoey didn't go gentle on fe's throat. by the time she pulled out, her face was red with pleasure and exertion. she let her cock pop out of fe's mouth, satisfied by the string of saliva that connected them for a second before it broke and dripped onto her tits.
"alright," zoey said, pretending to be casual but feeling anything but. "nice and lubed up. good girl. ready for more?"
"mmm," fe replied, swaying in place on her knees, face covered in drool, cheeks bright red and eyes glazed over. it was an attractive enough sight that zoey had to stop herself from immediately pulling fe back onto her.
she snapped her fingers in front of fe's face a couple of times, amused. "hello? anyone there?"
"hm?" fe blinked several times, coming back to herself. she jumped slightly. "sorry. what?"
her haziness did anything but discourage zoey. she laughed, then hooked a finger into one of the harness straps and, kneeling over, pulled the other girl forward to plant a kiss on her lips. fe blinked, then melted into it, sharing saliva happily. the taste of her own cock, even mixed with the pleasant natural taste of fe's mouth, sent another hot surge of arousal through her body.
the other girl enjoyed it too, because when she pulled back, she looked dazed again.
"time for the main course." zoey wiggled her hips, swaying her cock in front of fe, whose eyes tracked it raptly. "aren't you excited?"
"ah. um. yes?" she didn't seem like she was fully aware of what she was saying, attention locked on zoey's cock. "s-should i—?"
zoey pulled the other girl up, spun her around, and pushed her against the podium, bending her over so that her rear stuck out nicely—in proper profile view for their spectators. the sheepgirl yelped in surprise at the suddenness. zoey grabbed hold of the other girl's thick thighs and parted them to stand between, taking a second to admire the two dimples that sat on her lower back just above her butt.
"ready to show how far you've come as an artificer?" she murmured, pressing her cocktip against her entrance. "our classmates are waiting for us to put on a good performance."