A Cheating Student ((Open - PM interest!))

A Cheating Student ((Closed))

Name: Julie Fei
Age: 18
Height: 5'10"
Cup size: 38DDD

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"Hey, do you want to team up?"

It's funny how a single sentence can shake up your whole life. Here I was, a young eighteen year old taking a few extra classes at the local community college for some extra credit. I was aiming for Harvard. I wanted, or at least I thought that I did, to go for a top four medical school in the next five years or so. I don't know, when you come from a family that has pushed a certain lifestyle towards you the line between what you want and what they want gets a little blurry...

The way this all started was earlier, a few months ago, when my dad came up with this idea that I should enroll myself part-time to Riverside community college. The way that I understood things was that completed coursework at the community college would transfer over towards our college applications. Which would certainly give me an edge over the rest of the local applicants. My parents were thrilled and just to not feel completely lost, I managed to convince my boyfriend Joe to do the same - well, that's stretching the truth a bit, seeing as his parents were old fashioned, strict parents much like my own. That being said, I didn't really need to try to convince him, so much as stand back and watch his parents push him to do get on the same boat.

More about myself; I'm a straight A student and not much of a social person. Granted, I would lying to you if I told you that everyone just left me in my own bubble - not to toot my own horn here, but I had guys chasing after me back and forth. I stood out a lot. I was taller than most other girls but what really got their attention were the two swells over my chest - more specifically, my huge 38DDD breasts. If that didn't make me the most attractive eye candy around, students and teachers alike would stare at my thighs and legs, and when I wasn't looking, to my big round ass. Yes, I'm an introvert but I knew what people said about me - "a nerdy bookworm with a body of a porn star" amongst other things.

Joe was a sweet football player at my school; a nerd in his own right with his parents pushing for him to get into a top notch school with one hell of a team. He didn't look like it at first glance, seeing as he had a bit of a slim figure, but he worked out like crazy during the little free time he had. It's funny how our relationship worked out, since we had hardly any time to see each other. I guess that you could say that our relationship was founded on the fact that we both didn't really fit in with the others. Just don't let him know that I told you that.

So my first class at the community college was calculus II. I was a bit of a math wiz so I wasn't too worried about it - though I was a bit anxious because of the new environment. Joe was a little under the weather and managed to weasel his way out of going, so I was pretty much alone in a huge classroom filled with, I'd say, about eighty people. I took my seat around the front of the class like the good girl that I am and eagerly sat for the professor to arrive. The class was more or less what you'd expect of it, only the professor already assigned to us some project worth about 40% of our final grade. Granted, it wasn't due anytime soon, but for someone like me, I knew that I was going to get started the moment I got back home. It was a team project though and we all needed to pick a partner. I wanted to do this with Joe but...

So, there comes Rick - a man that looked about twice my age and he approached me first. He wore a cap with the New York Giants logo and one of those shirts with a quirky phrase written on it (I hadn't bothered to read it). His build was a little "let go", I guess; he wasn't fat or anything, but I could see the start of a beer belly, though if my intuition was of any guess, I'd say that he used to be some sort of athlete a while back. He was handsome in a rugged way; a five o'clock shadow covered most of his face. He looked at me and smiled before asking me...

"Hey, do you want to team up?"

I guess the smart thing would have been to tell him no, that I was already planning on teaming up with my boyfriend and leave it like that. But I've always had a problem saying no and found myself nodding. "Sure." I told him as I smiled back "I'm Julie, by the way."

First meeting

Rick: 6' 2", medium build, scruffy face and dark hair over his eyes. Former athlete.

College was such a bore these days, truly. Sports. Drinking. Girls. I had done and seen it all. I was a super senior due to a sports injury I acquired on the football team some years back and was just coasting by to graduation, living off of the revenue of an x-rated website I had put up in the aftermath of that accident. But nowadays, I just couldn’t get excited to go out. I had had all of the different types of girls I wanted, drank at all the parties, and built up a rather scandalous reputation in the meantime. My work at college was done… or so I thought when I saw Julie Fei walk into class.

It was impossible not to fantasize about Julie, the cute little innocent broad in my Algebra II class that looked like she had walked right off of a Braazers set. She looked like a porn star pretending to be a student in all of those cheesy classroom-themed “oral examination” porno videos you see online. I was obsessed with her from the very minute I laid eyes on her, took in the intoxicating scent of her perfume. Sure, she had a boyfriend, but she was fresh out of high school and didn’t know any better. Plus, it wasn’t like freshman didn’t make up most of the fodder on my porn blog, either. The seniors were more rare, but the freshmen were in highest demand since they were “barely legal”.

I put up ads all over campus and had started a “Nude Campus Directory” modeled after all of those celebrity nude websites where you can see your favorite actress in screen-captures from their iconic nude scenes. The same idea applied here, so you could type in a girl’s name… and there she might appear doing anything from posing nude, spreading her legs, or performing various sex-acts from the vanilla to X-rated. So how could I not want to get this girl on that site of mine? I recognized the name and quickly did a search on my phone, knowing I had seen it on there before. Low and behold, she was the most requested girl to appear on the site. Not only would this be fun for obvious reasons, but also I had a chance to make a fortune in revenue alone too from Julie.

After the sports injury my freshman year that landed me in the hospital for three months, I realized I would have to make my fortune doing something other than football. I knew Julie’s boyfriend casually through the team, but we had never spent anytime together. And who would want to, the guy was a total tool. Besides, now I was making way more than he was. Plus, I had experience in handling girls like Julie, where her boyfriend simply didn’t. That needed to be changed.

So when it came time to partner up, I decided to ask if she wanted to partner up. I couldn’t help but stare at her 38DDD breasts in her low-cut top when I asked, either. She had a beautiful face, beautiful features that appealed to some of my more debased fantasies. One day, she would be apart of them, but for now, I had to act cool and make my move. Still, I couldn’t take my eyes of the sheer size of them. I knew it was rude, but this girl was used to polite and well mannered. I had to show her how real men behaved around women like her.

“Hey, do you want to team up?” I asked her, my eyes finally moving back up her neckline to meet her beautiful, sparkling eyes.

I could sense her hesitation, but what would come out of her mouth next, I would never have expected. “Sure. I’m Julie, by the way,” she said.

“I’m Rick… it’s nice to meet you.”

"Well, it looks like this assignment is going to be a hefty part of our grade," I said, just as class was ending.

"I'm not one for study halls, should we get together and study?" I asked innocently, my eyes returning to her beautiful mounds, wondering what color her nipples were, how big her areolas were, what they felt like in my hand and mouth. I wanted to know what she looked like walking around my apartment in the nude, what she might look like getting her pretty little mouth fucked and if she had ever had a guy make her eyes water over and make her mascara run down her cheeks. Surely, her boyfriend wasn't treating her right in the sack, because otherwise she wouldn't have given a guy like me the time of day, I thought, awaiting her answer.

I couldn't wait to cast this girl under my spell. Freshmen were so easy like that. I flashed my charming smile to disarm her, returned my eyes to her own, wanting to make sure that she knew I was staring at her tits. I wasn't going to be a "friend" to this girl, that was for sure. I had bigger plans for her on my website.

"Well, how about my place?" I asked, thinking about the last naked girl I had in there, some cute senior who wanted to put a down payment on a new Honda, but just didn't have the cash. She was a little hottie and decided to contact me for a shoot. She ended up dropping trough and spreading her legs, showing me she was, in fact, a natural ginger. I wondered if I would get to find out the same thing about Julie. "I live by myself and just off campus down the road if you want to walk?" I asked her, returning my gaze once again to her breasts, wanting her to see me drink those seemingly magical orbs in like a horny schoolboy.

My cock twitched in my pants just thinking about her naked, about the things I could do to her. It wasn't enough to have sex with her... it was that face, so beautiful and innocent. She looked like she might have had a little foreign blood in her from that exotic face. I thought about what it might look like with a fresh load of my warm semen dripping down it, wanting to use it as a blank canvas to paint and mark as my own. I had a section on my blog where I took pictures of the girls I photographed where I displayed my proudest, messiest facials. Some of the girls liked the act, some tolerated it, and some couldn't wait for me to let them use the bathroom. I always loved that, watching their ass bounce around as they finally made it to the sink. Not every girl loved that type of picture of themselves being displayed, but Julie would certainly be a popular addition.

"So... you're new around here?" I asked her, guiding her out into the hallway.

"Was in the football team, got injured a while back and changed majors. All pretty standard stuff," I said.

"But you're technically in high school?" I asked. "That's got to be the hottest thing I've heard all day!" I said, unwilling to hide my excitement for the fresh meat I was now hanging out with. The fact that she still was in high school was the biggest turn on for me. This was really going to be fun to seduce this young, unsuspecting girl. What a treat I was in for. Had she even given a blowjob? Was she a virgin I wondered? The possibilities were endless.

"Can't say we get many high schoolers on campus," I replied as we arrived at my door. "Here we are."

"Of course. College girls are a dime a dozen out here, but you're in high school. That makes you the forbidden fruit in most guys' eyes. Plus, you're so young... "barely legal" as the term goes," I say, chuckling to myself as I show you around the nice apartment I live in. It has all of the trappings, entertainment center, speakers, furniture, books, etc. I watch you look around. It's then that I remember I've left some of my candids from that last redhead on the coffee table, but I make no attempt to hide them because they aren't explicit in nature... though there are some full frontal nudes.

"I bet all the boys will be hitting on you soon enough anyway, with a uh... bust size like yours if you don't mind my saying so. For high school... you sure made out all right, I'll say that. You look like a porn star pretending to be a high schooler," I say, going to the fridge. "I know you're 18, but I've got some cold beer if you want one. My math books are on the coffee table too!" I say, watching you look around, finally getting to drink in that beautiful ass of yours from behind. I wonder what you'd look like nude from behind, wanting badly to just tear off your clothes and take you like an animal right there, mount you like a stallion in the living room... drag you out under the moonlight and make you howl like an animal when you cum.

"So, what's your poison?" I ask.

"Sure," I replied back.

"A cold one for Big Tittie, Julie," I say, handing you your first cold beer, staring down at your cleavage.

"And I won't feel bad for thinking you're hot," I say, sipping mine and sitting back on the couch, drinking in the sight of your backside, quite pleased with myself for being so forward with you. She hasn't stopped me or seem offended yet at any of my come-ons, so why stop, I think to myself? The naked pictures of that redhead are right under the math book on the coffee table, and I think to myself... I'll just leave them.

"So, shall we?" I ask, patting to the empty seat beside me on the couch and gesturing to my math book.

"Well, I certainly appreciate that view," I say, nodding to her exposed cleavage, most of your breasts now exposed to me, hanging down off your chest inside of your shirt... except for the best part. I groaned at the sight and chuckled when you grimaced at the taste of your first sip of beer.

Then, when I see you reach for the math book, I see your eyes go wide at the sight of the picture - she's standing there, in all her naked glory, looking away, her creamy, white body on display. A little red landing strip and puffy pink nipples stand out in the photo. I see your eyes wide at the sight and I smile disarmingly.

"Oh, I apologize, that's a girl who modeled for me, I'm sorry that's still there. Let me move that out of the way," I say, tossing it aside and opening the math book with you, but actually turning back to smile at your blushing, obviously embarrassed face.

"You okay? I know she's pale, but she's hardly a ghost," I say, laughing.

I laugh at your nervousness and innocence.

"She's an old friend. She asked me to take the pictures and didn't mind my seeing her like that. They were for a, uh... website... artistic stuff and some nudes, no big deal. I have some more lying around somewhere, I guess I was being careless," I said, noticing that my cock was now rock hard in my jeans and very noticeably so.

"I hope it doesn't bother you that you saw that," I say, disarmingly, brushing the hair out of your flushed face and gazing into your eyes, wondering where your thoughts are lying right now... wondering how you'd react to the video I uploaded of her getting fucked in her ass from behind while she cries out my name and then asks for me to "cum all over her redheaded face!". I smile at the thought and the memory.

I turn back to your cleavage once again.

The rest of the night had been pretty mundane, me helping you with Algebra II while occasionally stealing glances of your giant tits and making a few off-handed remarks about them from time to time. At a certain point, I had to cross my legs because it was just too hard not to fantasize about you. Your smell, the sight of you, whatever it was, I was in a constant state of arousal with one of those raging erections only fucking or masturbating would make go away. Only focusing on the problems at hand would keep me in a clear headspace, I realized.

Then, I realized how much time had passed and decided to play it safe for the night, much as I wanted to fuck your brains out. I yawned and decided it was time to end the night. "Well," I said. "It's getting late. Should we stop here for now?" I asked, turning to look at you.

"Well why don't you stop by tomorrow evening, but this time wear something that showcases off those famous big tits of yours, babe... and your ass. No harm in having a little eye candy while I study with the hottest little "barely legal" high schooler pretending to be a college girl on campus is there?" I text back slyly, please to know you're do exactly as I ask. I know you like me by this point, and am planning on at least getting a picture of one of your private parts by our next meeting.

When I finally plop back down on my bed after awaiting your reply, I slip out of my boxers and examine my raging erection, reaching about nine inches in length, dripping at the top, my hair neatly trimmed. I actually consider taking a picture of it and sending it to you, but think I should tease that to you first, wondering if you're doing anything similar at that exact moment. God, what do you look like naked, I wonder? I begin to slowly stroke my cock, thinking about all the nasty things I'm going to do to you and how I'm going to use you up and fuck you like an animal and then come all over your face... maybe I'll leave out some even more explicit pictures for our next chance meeting, I think.

"You sure know how to leave a guy pretty... hot and bothered shall we say?" I text again before you get a chance to respond to your first text message...

It was getting late and I was expecting you over, I couldn't wait.

I strategically left a few more of the nude photos of that same redhead, my friend, lying on the coffee table this time, with a very special photo at the bottom I had taken after leaving my mark all over her face. I had cranked up the heat, put on my best cologne, and decided to play things even faster than the night before. You were going to be coming over any minute and I wanted to be ready. Of course, I didn't want to do much studying at this point.

Earlier in the afternoon I had photographed a cute little brunette masturbating for my site, but I specifically didn't fuck her because I wanted to save all of my sex-drive for you. Just as I was finishing picking up the living room I heard the doorbell ring...

There she was, Micky, one of my favorite girls to end up on my website, standing right by your side.

The look she flashed me beneath her innocent smile conveyed to me one thing: if she was willing to put our past aside, and bring you with her (I couldn't believe you two were friends, but it was a small campus after all) that meant that whatever our grievances, you had obviously wronged her in some way and didn't know that she was leading you right into my trap. Not that I blamed Micky. Not every girl was cut out for the porn side of things, and the video I uploaded of her was... particularly humiliating. I had kept offering her more and more money and she kept reluctantly saying yet, until finally I had beautiful footage of her "playing" with my cum on her face. Even I blushed for her.

To see her standing there now, knowing what she looked like so compromised and humiliated, got me hard, and knowing you were there too... this was going to be a good night, I thought to myself. But where were my manners.

"Oh, hey there... come in, come in," I say, gesturing to the living room.

When Micky walked past, she gave me a sly look that said it all.