Best In Class

Female voice · Straight
POSTED 3 DAYS AGO

Summary
WRITTEN BY THE CREATOR

Your former academic rival-turned friend-turned girlfriend owes you a day of servitude after you come out on top, can you get her on top of you for a first time neither of you will ever forget?

Transcript

GENERATED BY AI. EDITED BY THE CREATOR.

Ben. Hey, over here. Yeah, some people just left, so I actually have a table.

Do you want to join me? I would have caught you before you ordered, but I didn't want to lose this spot. Come on, sit before you spill it.

They like to give you your money's worth at this place. Yeah, I don't even try and sit at the bar during a game. Last time I went half deaf from all the cheering and got at least half a pitcher of Bud Light spilled on me.

So, I haven't seen you since you graduated. What are you up to now? Oh, damn, that's great.

So you were able to just move from intern to full-time? Nice. Yeah, that's a hard pass for me.

I liked being a TA, but if I wasn't sure I didn't want to be a professor before, I definitely am now. I'm interviewing with a few language learning edtech companies, actually. They need content creators and people to voice the language lessons.

Since I was a TA for so long, I have the education experience they want in addition to being trilingual. I finally landed on German and European Portuguese. I couldn't decide, so I finally just double majored.

Yeah, no, I couldn't make it easy on myself. I had to do a Romance language and a Germanic language, but you know I love a challenge. No, sadly, I did not graduate first in my class.

Second. Yep, so close, yet so far away. Take a guess who beat me.

Yep. Honestly, I saw it coming a year ago, so I wasn't surprised. Maybe now it was a friendly rivalry.

What can I say? Old habits die hard. We fought for the top spot all through high school, too.

I beat him back then, though. Yeah, I never told you that. We went to high school together.

Middle school, too. Oh, trust me, when I found out we were going to the same college, it was on. We actually made a bet at high school graduation that whoever came in second in college would owe the winner a day of servitude.

I'm kind of looking forward to it, actually. We started dating last month. I'm not shitting you.

Yeah, last year he overheard me bitching about JavaScript and offered to tutor me if I helped him with his language class. After that, we just kind of kept studying together and helping each other until it just kind of happened. He double majored, too, but in computer science and business.

I know, right? He's been interviewing nonstop, and from what I've overheard, it may as well be a different fucking language. I never want to hear the words disruption or asynchronous again, I swear to God.

Yeah, it's been awesome. The fact that we have so much history but still get to learn about each other outside of school makes it kind of comfortable and exciting all at the same time, if that makes any sense. Now that we've graduated, we'll have more time to do normal date things, too, as romantic as flashcards are.

Oh, speaking of which, babe, babe, hey there. This is my friend Ben. He was a year ahead of us and the shoulder I cried on whenever you got a better grade than me in our underclassmen gen ed classes.

So he knows you by reputation. Hold that thought. Here comes our server.

Yeah, could I please get another pint of Mertsen, a Lagavulin for this handsome guy, and Ben, another cider? Oh, yeah, no worries. My number's the same.

Just ping me sometime and we'll catch up more. Your drinks on me, dude. Don't worry about it.

You are so welcome. Congrats again on the job. Bye.

Hey there. I know it's a bit bougie, but we're celebrating. Head of the graduating class of 2023 gets the good scotch.

You can buy me all the expensive imported beer you want when you're running your own company in a few years, I promise. Yeah, you say that, but you forget who proofread all your business plans, babe. Just don't forget about me when you're dodging taxes and taking narcissistic space vacations.

I know, I know. You'll be one of the benevolent capitalist overlords, right? Speaking of which.

Oh, I think you know. I believe I owe you a day of servitude, Mr. First in class.

So what are you going to do with me, hmm? I mean, I can think of a few things that involve fewer clothes for both of us. But it's not up to me now, is it? If you want me in a French maid outfit scrubbing your floors and baking cookies, that's what you'll get.

Fuck, why did I put that thought in your head? Hmm? Oh, yeah, my roommate finally moved out.

I know, right? She was the perfect roommate aside from the fact that she never fucking left our room. I was half convinced the chick was a ghost, silent and ever present.

Is your still on campus or did he move out already? Yeah, if I paid out of pocket like he did, I'd be using every last day too. Hey, um, would you maybe want to crash over sometime? No expectations or anything, I just think it would be nice to snuggle up and wake up together, you know?

Yes, I can be sappy sometimes, despite the fact that I didn't mainline my mom's bodice rippers like someone at this table. I was stuck with Stephen King in an adolescence full of nightmares. Don't be embarrassed.

I've greatly benefited from your harlequin obsession. I personally think romance novels should be required reading for all teenage boys. Oh, and porn's so realistic? Yeah, I wouldn't know either.

I keep meaning to watch some, but who has the time? So, tell me about today's interview. Because you've had one every day, babe.

Hold on, tipsy boy. Let me get all the way in the apartment before you manhandle me. Oh, you are tipsy, baby.

But just happy tipsy. I still can't fucking believe I get to do this. You have no idea how many showers I took once you hit your growth spurt.

Yes, seriously. Come on, we haven't even made it out of the entryway yet, you horny little spider monkey. I bought a couch for a reason, dude.

Go on, get comfortable. Uh, yeah. I totally jilled off to you back then.

Sweetheart, I was a teenage girl who spent every waking minute I wasn't studying doing extracurriculars so I could get into the college we both just graduated from. I'm pretty sure my parents got a Costco membership just to keep me in batteries. Not to mention the water bill.

But that showerhead and I had some really good times. Yes, the answer is yes. I masturbated a lot.

Usually thinking of your mouth or your hands because I'd only ever seen a cock in a textbook and my imagination couldn't make that leap. What about you? Did you ever play with yourself after lights out? Yeah? Fuck, that's a lot.

And what did you fantasize about? Cheerleaders? Anime girls? Anime girls dressed as cheerleaders? Fuck, really? Seriously, you aren't just saying that.

You thought of me too? Oh, was it the cat eye glasses? It was the cat eye glasses, wasn't it? Yeah, I grew tits that summer.

It was a great excuse to get some new clothes that showed them off. Plus, playing team sports was good for my college applications. And you're spank bank, apparently.

So, how'd you do it? One hand? Two? Maybe a hot apple pie? I told you mine.

Come on, please. Give your poor virginal girlfriend something sexy to think about when she's alone in her room at night. Your pillow.

Rubbing against it? Oh, so you just stripped down and humped your pillow. Fuck.

I can just imagine you all naked. Hips pumping against a pillow until you come. Oh, someone likes it when I talk dirty, huh? Just because I put grades above boys for the majority of my young adult life doesn't mean I didn't study, sweetheart.

Once I turned 18, I went straight from horror and sci-fi fantasy to erotica and several very detailed books on all the best ways to make myself consistently come during sex and drive my partner out of his mind. And you know how good of a student I am. Hey, so, not that it's a big deal either way, at all.

But since we're kind of on the subject. .. Have you ever had sex? I don't think I've ever seen you dating anyone, but I don't want to assume.

.. Oh. Okay.

Sounds like we're in the same boat, then. Cool. Of course I'm smiling.

I'm trying not to be a possessive bitch here, but I'm really glad that we can. .. I mean, we haven't really discussed that either, but.

.. I don't know. Now that we're finally done with school, we can actually have regular lives and normal experiences.

And the only person I want to have those experiences with is you. I'm not in a rush at all, but it just feels like most of our lives have been leading up to this, you know? At least to me.

Are you going to say anything? It's okay if you aren't there yet. Just talk to me.

What? You want to cash in on that right now? Babe, can we please finish this conversation? What? I'm sorry, what? That's what you want? Are you sure? No, baby, it's just we've barely done more than grope under clothes, and you want to go all the way? Tonight? Oh, I'm well aware that you're an adult, trust me.

I can't wait to do everything with you, but seriously, I think this is actually the first night we aren't sneaking around roommates or rushing back to our dorms to study for something. We have plenty of time. Oh, I want to.

Really, really, really want to. You have no idea. I just don't want to rush.

Okay, that's fair. Yeah, the foreplay has lasted years, it's true. Yeah, yeah, I know virginity is just an artificial social construct.

I proofread that paper too, remember? Okay, you've swayed me with your superior logic and insight, so I have no choice but to concede. Oh, not just standard fucking then, but with all my tricks too, huh? Okay, well, nothing like a pop quiz on popular culture.

I'm going to pretend you did that out of lust, because I know you love my sense of humor. Now, let's get started. So, as part of my research, I may have collected a few things.

Condoms, yes. Lube too, just in case. But I also bought some toys.

Have you used toys before, like a pocket pussy or something that vibrates? Both? Fuck, baby, you're going to have to show me how you use them sometime.

Yeah, I'll show you mine too, but I also have toys for us. Ah, ah, ah, ah, no peeking. We are going to take our time exploring these, but for tonight, this is a finger vibe we can play with.

I can use it on your neck, on this sweet little spot where your neck meets your shoulder. That little shiver just made your nipples so hard, baby. Why don't we see how they react to this? God, that sound you made was so fucking hot.

And the best part is, to turn it all the way up, all I have to do is press harder. I can use it while you're inside me too. Most people with clits can't come from intercourse alone, so hopefully this will help get me there.

Only 25%, huh? Yeah, I'm not taking that chance. I want to have at least one before we fuck.

Just imagine me riding you, grinding my clit into the vibe, digging my nails into your chest, playing with your apparently very sensitive nipples. And I'm going to be so, so tight, sweetheart. Of course I've had something in my pussy before.

Not just tampons. No, not just my fingers. I have a dildo, babe.

Because it feels amazing, and I wanted to make sure I could take a cock without pain when the time came. You know I like to be prepared. Uh-oh, keep your hands to yourself.

I have a whole outline for our first time. First, your shirt has to go. Mm-hmm, and let's get this going.

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