Manipulation and Deception

  As she succumbed to the waves of pleasure, he gazed at her with an unrelenting intensity, his fingers dancing across her skin with deliberate slowness, expertly drawing out her ecstasy.

To ensure she didn't feel neglected, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss, his hand roaming across her upper body, sending shivers down her spine.

His chest was already bare, his skin glistening in the dim light. As he deepened the kiss, he slowly withdrew his fingers, his hand moving to unbuckle his belt, releasing his growing desire from its confines.

The sudden, unfamiliar sensation sent her heart racing. It took her only a fleeting moment to comprehend what was happening.

Her rationality, momentarily clouded by passion, began to resurface, and she broke away from the kiss, hastily sitting up from her reclined position.

If he hadn't been her equal in height and strength, he might have been able to restrain her, but she was able to slip free from his grasp.

For the first time in her life, she laid eyes on a real, erect penis. Her initial reaction was one of disgust and revulsion. She recalled a scene from a porn site, where a girl had effortlessly taken a man's member into her mouth, but the reality was far from appealing – the veins, the curly hair, it was all so uninviting.

However, she didn't want to betray her true emotions, so she feigned nonchalance, her voice devoid of emotion as she uttered, "I don't like it."

He couldn't let this opportunity slip away without trying to persuade her to surrender to him.

Her rational mind, now fully restored, responded in a serious tone, "I'm not yet 18, and I won't do it without protection."

Rational mind? She had momentarily forgotten that he was a stranger, someone she had met only two weeks before.

She had conveniently forgotten that he wasn't her boyfriend, that they had no romantic connection whatsoever.

He had simply invited himself over to her place the previous day, taking advantage of the rain and her kind heart. And, being the gentle soul that she was, she had let him in, only to be met with a request to teach him accounting.

She couldn't bring herself to say no to her friends when they asked to borrow her notes or clarify their doubts, and so, she didn't say no to him either. As they sat on her bed, surrounded by textbooks and notes, she began to teach him from the easiest topics.

But, instead of focusing on the lesson, he slowly inched closer to her, his body touching hers, sending shivers down her spine.

She froze, her heart racing, as he gently touched her lips with his fingers, his eyes locked onto hers with a dangerous yet loving intensity.

Her mind, a complete blank, didn't know how to react, and so, she let him insert his finger into her mouth. He explored the inside of her mouth with his thumb, and her malfunctioning brain, devoid of any rational thought, decided to suck his thumb.

The next thing she knew, they were kissing, their clothes still on, but the passion palpable.

After the rain stopped, he bid her farewell, leaving her with a sense of unease and confusion.

It wasn't until he was gone that she realized her mistake, that she had let her guard down with a stranger, a potential playboy. She told herself to keep distance from him.

But, when she received his text the next day, "There's no one at your home today, right? Can I come? I want to talk about what happened yesterday.," she couldn't resist replying, "Where are you?"

He said he was at a cafe near her house and she just said, "Come. I am alone."

The conversation that followed was laced with tension and unresolved emotions, and before she knew it, they were naked, their bodies inches apart.

She hesitated, saying no to sex, but felt guilty and ashamed for doing so. And then, she made a decision that would haunt her for the rest of her life. She, who had always found oral sex repulsive, was manipulated into agreeing to perform it, her mind clouded by his charms.

As she would look back on the events that had transpired in the future, she would realize how easily she had been played, how she had let her emotions get the better of her.

But, in that moment, she just smiled awkwardly and took the plunge, the taste and smell of his sweat and desire overwhelming her senses.

He, who had been gentle and considerate just moments before, now grabbed her hair, pulling and pushing his dick into her mouth with a ferocity that left her breathless.

He was on the verge of climax, and without a care for her feelings, he continued to thrust, his pleasure the only thing that mattered.

The sensation was overwhelming, the taste of his semen on her lips, the feeling of it choking her throat, making her want to gag.

He apologized.

But she couldn't even get angry. Let alone be furious, she couldn't even utter a word. Like what the hell was their relation? They were just strangers two weeks ago.

He had been her classmate for two weeks in college. And that's it. They never talked except for when asking for her notes.

On what basis, she would get angry right?

So, she changed the topic from the apology for forcing the dick to, "So, we are dating now?" in a low voice.

It wasn't a statement but a question.

He just smiled wickedly and asked instead of answering, "What do you think?"

Without giving her a chance to say anything, he continued saying, "I am going to be late. I have to go now.' as he started getting dressed.

By the time he was completely dressed, the girl was still naked inside her blanket with a pitiful expression on her face.

As he carried his bag and was about to bid bye, he suddenly thought of addressing the topic, "Of course. We are dating now. But, let's not publicize this. Let's be mature about it. Get up and get dressed. I will come tomorrow too. Or, we can talk about this in the evening in detail."