Dangerous Situation

"Pwease cweampie me, Mwaster"

Grabbing Dream-Elise's hair with his right hand and one of her breasts with his left, Atlas went down on the young woman.

Clap!

Clap!

Clap!

Every time Atlas entered her warm embrace, pleasure erupted from his crotch. 

Every time he exited; he couldn't help but want to thrust inside her again. 

He was addicted.

And I keep calling her a slut...

Elise's hands had dropped down to her sides, letting her butt cheeks fall back together around Atlas' penis. 

Still oversensitive from her climax, Elise couldn't even muster the energy to move. Not that she wanted to move anyway. Atlas was doing exactly what she wanted, after all.

She wasn't even spasming along with the explosions of pleasure inside her anymore, just waiting for Atlas to finish. Her vagina's grip on the young man's penis had dropped to almost nothing, letting Atlas slide in and out with barely any resistance.

Almost there...

Realising he was close, Atlas became faster and more forceful, penetrating deeper and deeper.

"Oh fuck!" Elise's moan echoed out, for the first time in a while, it was discernible English instead of grunts and yelps.

"What was it you wanted again?"

"Ahhn... ahhn... ahhn!"

"What do you want?"

"CUM! I want your cum!"

Finally reaching his climax, Atlas let it out inside her. First filling up her vagina with half his load before taking his dick out and sticking it into her ass to let out the rest of it.

Wow!

Atlas pulled out and stumbled back.

The image before Atlas' eyes was magnificent to say the least.

Before him, Elise was bent over the foldable tea table, shivering, as his cum dripped from her pussy and gaping asshole at the same time. She had been fucked so hard that if she was a real person, she'd probably have trouble walking for a couple days.

I wonder if I'll be able to do that again with the real Elise…

"..."

"Atlas... Atlas! ATLAS!"

"W-what is it?" Atlas jumped in his seat and looked to his left where Elise was looking at him with concern in her eyes.

"You've been staring at that same question for the past 5 minutes! Are you sure you're okay?" This Elise was fully clothed and not lying on the tea table with semen pouring out of her entrances.

So, I'm back at the revision group…

When Dream-Elise had thrown herself at him, he had been forced into Chrissy's dream. Even if he was busy boning his personal cumdump, he had still been observing his surroundings. His sight and hearing for the real world had become so faint he assumed he would have to focus on the real world as hard as possible to even see a small part of it.

Real-Elise's interruption must have brought me back.

Atlas was back in the balanced state, between the two worlds, he was in when he first entered Chrissy's delusion.

Of course, Atlas could have continued to ignore Dream-Elise and attempted to achieve the balanced state by himself as soon as he got sucked in, but he deemed that acting in a way that went against the horniness of Chrissy's daydreams would be dangerous for him. He couldn't do anything else in front of Chrissy that might expose him as a psychic, after all.

It's not like I've wanted to fuck Elise like that this entire time… I am a very proper psychic; I would never think of such things. I acted like that because of the circumstances…

"Yeah, Elise I'm fine… really. This question just reminded me of something, and I've been thinking about it really hard…"

Hard…

HARD?

Atlas had been thinking quite a bit since returning to this balanced state, so he didn't really get a chance to check over his body. Not that he would ever expect that he would need to check his body.

Atlas finally noticed tension in his crotch. His Excalibur was fully erect and soaked.

What is this?

Making sure that Elise, who was still talking to him about his zoning out, wouldn't notice, Atlas used his right hand to check his penis.

It's cum?!

Almost instantly, images of Atlas' rough sex with his personal cumdump flashed before his eyes and he made the connection with a twitching eye.

When I came in the delusion… 

I came in real life…

He was fucked. He couldn't even stand up like this! How was he going to leave without getting caught by the seven other people in Chrissy's room with him?

Atlas solemnly panned his gaze around the room, starting from Chrissy who was still deep in her delusion, to Elise who was still talking to him, to all the other pretty girls in the room before finally landing on piggy.

Bro…

"Atlas! Are you gonna keep staring at Elise's ass like that? When will it be my turn to have fun with you?~" It was Chrissy.

Fuck… already?

Atlas knew he was going to get pulled back in sooner rather than later, he just wished he had some time to deal with his 'situation'… but, alas, just like before with Dream-Elise, he couldn't resist at all.

I wonder what I'm going to see this time.

Atlas had tried his hardest to not look to his right when he was having fun with Elise. Since his experience with Chrissy's last delusion, he was slightly afraid of the things she would come up with.

Now that he was forced to interact with Dream-Chrissy, Atlas turned his head to the right slowly. In the delusion, he was still standing up behind Elise's shivering body with his trousers down.

He was greeted by a scene many men would describe as heaven. The other four revision group girls, excluding Elise and Chrissy, where playing with each other. A pair of them were eating each other out in a six-nine position while the other two were scissoring aggressively.

Wow! 

Behind the four girls, Chrissy was sitting fully clothed in front of Piggy, giving the pitiful creature's micro-penis a foot job. Piggy was stripped down completely and tied up using his own clothes.

"Finally!" Chrissy smiled at Atlas, "I was starting to get jealous… You're my vice-president, after all, not Elise's. You can't go fucking her anymore!"

"You didn't throw yourself at me, did you? Instead, you've been sitting there giving piggy here a foot job. You might as well start scissoring him…" Atlas responded with a mocking frown on his face.

I have to finish this quickly, otherwise Elise might actually call an ambulance on me…

…and see my pants!

With Patrick Hoffman as a father, Atlas wasn't really worried about getting taken to a hospital randomly, but getting caught with his pants filled with jizz was not something he could allow.

"Scissor?! Hi-mb!" Slightly red, Chrissy started to refute Atlas' stab but before she could get a second word out, a cock was shoved into her mouth.

"MHM!"

"You know you're awfully proud for such a slut. I can understand humiliating the piggy, especially with all the disgusting looks he gives you, but you actually have the gall to complain when you're about to get what you want?" Atlas' mocking frown had morphed into a smile at some point, "If you don't strip and start sucking my dick with everything you have, I'm gonna leave."

Chrissy stared up at his face for a while. Though her expression was one of embarrassment, tinged slightly with fear, tears forming on either side of her eyes from her gag-reflex, Atlas knew what Chrissy really was behind that innocent face. There was no doubt she would follow his instructions soon enough, overjoyed he'd given them to her.

I can't believe I tried to save you from the headmaster.

Although Atlas would be lying if he said he didn't want to have sex with Elise, the reason he went along with, and treated Dream-Elise the way he did, was because he new that the person who he was actually pleasuring himself with was Chrissy.

Chrissy slowly raised a pair of her shivering hands to the bow around her neck. After removing the bow, she slowly undid each of her shirt buttons, removing her top when she was done. Atlas was a bit pleased she'd taken of her blazer earlier when they were bringing the foldable tea tables up into Chrissy's room.

She's taking them off really slowly.

She's really taking her time to enjoy playing this role.

Fuck this, I can't let Elise find out about my situation!

Atlas took his foot and stomped on Chrissy's crotch.

"OWWB!"

"Hurry up! You're taking too long."

With the look of fear in her eye's increasing with every second, the president grabbed her bra and pulled it down, releasing her chest.

They were as pretty as that morning in the auditorium. But didn't matter to Atlas, his dignity as a man and a human being was on the line here. As far as he knew, Chrissy could be intentionally imagining her body as perfect as possible and could actually have a pair of super-ugly, droopy tits in real life.

"And your skirt!" Atlas barked, withdrawing his foot from her crotch.

Chrissy lifted her skirt from the bottom and tucked it into the waistband, revealing her pussy slit and pubes from the front. Atlas, who had seen her pussy before the revision group, had to say that it was the same in real life.

Pretty.

"Hehe not only are you not wearing panties, but you seem really adept at pulling your skirt up like that," Atlas kept up his act, "you should've let Piggy eat you out at least. The amount of pussy's he has eaten has to be less than the number of cocks you've taken, right? You'd be the one dirtying his mouth." Atlas held the back of her head as if telling her to start already.

She began to move her head up and down his shaft, sucking.