Tales of a Seductress

TOAD – Chapter 70

Ring. Ring.

I snorted slightly, lifting my head just enough to wipe the drool from my lips before my head slapped back into the pillow.

Ring. Ring.

I let out a long groan. The ringing was incessant, wasn’t it? I wanted to just sleep in. I felt exceedingly tired. A moment later, the ringing stopped with a click and I felt a light slap on my rump.

“Come on, sleepy head. We’ve got a morning lecture to get to.” I heard a voice tease my ear.

“Mmm…” I grunted.

I felt a warm body press against my back. There was just a hint of softness around the chest area as my lips moved to my ear.

“If you don’t wake up, then I won’t come to your parent’s house this weekend.” A pair of teeth bit down on the top of my ear in a teething way.

“MMmm…” This time, the sound was sensual.

I rolled around and grabbed at the form on top of me. I pulled her to me and kissed her lips gently. She didn’t resist, so my hands moved lower, grabbing at her butt. It was currently in jeans, but that only excited me more. Just as my hands started to reach into her jeans, she pulled herself away.

“Stop, Aria. You’re incorrigible. We have class.” The small girl pulled from my arms.

“You said that…” I sighed. “I just want to stay all day here with you.”

“Don’t be a sloth.” She chided. “You still have to have passing grades or we won’t get to be roommates anymore.”

I let out a little chuckle. “Schools are so dumb. They refuse to allow men and women to choose to sleep in the same dorm rooms, yet while claiming to acknowledge LGBT, they think nothing of putting two lesbians together. What can they expect us to do but fuck all day and night?”

“Constant sex isn’t a lesbian thing, it’s an Aria thing.” She rolled her eyes as she went through my drawers, pulling out clothes and tossing them at the foot of my bed.

“Alright… alright…” I groaned.

I sat up and grabbed at the outfit she picked out. It was stylish as usual. I’d usually wear anything but Min made sure I looked nice. I humored her, but only because she would put on a dildo and rail me every night.

When I first started college two months ago, I was afraid things were going to be boring. I was worried I’d get a stickler of a roommate that would frown on me bringing companions home. Yet, on the first night there we cracked open some alcohol, one thing led to another, and Min had become my fuck buddy ever since. I hadn’t even sought out a boyfriend, since my needs were being met.

“Do you think your family will accept me?” Min suddenly asked as I was putting my shirt on.

I blinked. “What? Accept you? Why wouldn’t they? My parents won’t care because you’re an elf.”

I slide the shirt over my eyes, but when it came down Min was standing in front of me with her cheeks puffed. “Don’t tease me like that. Just because I’m short doesn’t mean I’m an elf. I’m talking about us being lesbians. You said you dated boys in high school, so you’ll need to come out, right?”

I frowned, my eyes instinctively looking at her round ears. Min was human? What else would she be? It wasn’t like elves existed. I called her a ‘she’ as well. Why did I feel like I shouldn’t be seeing her as a girl? I shook my head and the moment of confusion passed.

“R-right…” I responded slowly.

“Aria!” She bit her lip as she glared at me.

I coughed. “No, it’s fine. My parents don’t care about those kinds of things. They’re too busy fighting each other anyway. They’d probably say that I was smart getting out of the game. Getting married and having children is a mistake.”

Min’s face turned shy. “I still want to marry…”

“Me?” I raised an eyebrow.

“N-not now!” her face turned red. “I just mean I’d like to marry someday. I want to have a baby too. You don’t want children?”

I gave a wry smile. “I’ve had enough children for a dozen lifetimes.”

She gave me a weird look. “You say some odd things sometimes.”

“Let’s get going.” I coughed and quickly finished getting dressed.

The pair of us left the dorms and headed toward the classroom buildings. Our campus was composed of a few dozen buildings. The dorm we were at was an all-girls dorm. Min and I had been roomed together by random placement. Ironically, my dad had insisted I went to an all-girls dorm if he was going to pay for it so that I wouldn’t be playing with boys every night. He never would have guessed I played with girls too. I didn’t realize I’d like girls until I played with Min, so I was as surprised as he would be.

I did worry a bit about telling my parents about Min. If they realized that we were roommates, they would probably try to get us to split up. My dad wasn’t the protective type, but after being caught sleeping with a couple of boyfriends and even having a pregnancy scare, he at least wanted me to focus on my studies. When it came to mom, she mostly differed from dad, but I knew that she was having an affair with him and didn’t have any room to talk. I remembered in my youth coming home to find another man over at the house while dad was at work. I’d even listened to mom getting plowed once or twice, which might have contributed to my rather free way of looking at sex.

“I’ll see you later tonight.” Min waved. “You’re still going insisting we go to that party, right?”

“Yeah, of course!”

Min wasn’t much of a party girl, but I still liked to go out and get loose. Plus, whenever I flirted with guys, Min would get jealous. She was always especially rough with her strap-on on those nights, and it was the best. What? I was into some kinky shit. I’d admit that.

We ended up splitting ways. We might be roommates but were in different majors. She was learning criminal justice, which explained her butch cut and being a lesbian, maybe. Although, considering how short and cute she was, I wondered how she’d handle perpetrators twice her size. Either way, I teased her about wearing a uniform and having her put me under house arrest. A girl can dream.

My major was chemistry, and my early class was a basic chemistry class. It was far too early in the morning to have such a heavy class, so I was normally half asleep as the lecture went on. A guy in a suit with a bear, a mustache, and a bald spot on his head droned on about atoms and chemicals, and my brain quickly shut down.

“Ahem.” My eyes snapped open to someone clearing their throat.

The professor was standing over me. I glanced both ways and was relieved to see that the majority of the class had already left or were leaving. I looked down at the page in front of me to see that it was completely free of notes. I had slept through the entire class.

“Ah, p-professor.” I straightened in my seat, feeling a bit embarrassed.

He lifted a sheet of paper in front of him. “You’re Aria, I presume? All of the other students came up and collected their exams except for you.”

He plopped the paper down in front of me, and my eyes followed him to see a big fat F on the front page of my exam. My face went a little white.

“I-I failed?” I sounded in disbelief, but that was because I was.

I had worked hard on studying. I had even put off fucking Min for an entire night to prepare. I had been confident that my score would be at least passing. As my eyes scanned down the page, my frown grew.

“You didn’t show any of your work.” He explained.

“M-my answers were right?”

“Yes, but the test said to show your work. Even though you got every answer right, how do I know you were even understanding it?”

“Because I got every answer right?”

He snorted. “Don’t act so proud. In the future, you should read more clearly.”

He turned away from me with that, but as I watched his back leave, I began to feel angry. I had gotten every answer correct. Who cared if I didn’t show my work? Even if I did mess up and not show my work, how could getting every answer right still give me a failing grade? He was doing it on purpose! This guy was known for being a bit of a chauvinist. He always favored male students and looked down on females. He thought women weren’t suited for STEM.

“Wait a minute! I can’t get an F here.” I protested, getting up and following him.

This lecture hall happened to be across from his office, and he had already crossed the hallway and was practically shutting the door in my face when I blocked it with my foot. He shot me an annoyed look and a sigh before abandoning and shutting his door.

“The grade you got is the grade you got.” He shrugged.

“I can’t even get an A in your class now.” I declared pushing into his room and letting the heavy wooden doors shut behind me. “That isn’t fair. Why should I even bother continuing in your class if I can’t even succeed no matter how hard I try?”

“You’re welcome to drop out of this class and try again.” He responded like it was no business of his.

“That costs money!” I glared at him. “There has to be another way.”

He leaned forward. “There isn’t. There is no point.”

He seemed completely firm in his stance, and I was starting to feel hopeless. He had left me no choice, but if I told my family I was failing a class, it’d be awful. That’s when a thought hit my head.

“Maybe… we can work something out,” I responded, trying to suppress the wrath building inside me.

He looked at me curiously. “What do you have in mind?”

I had come this far, I might as well just go for it. I would have to seduce my teacher. Well, it wasn’t worth anything else I had done. I was a seductress after all.

What does that even mean?

I shook my head and fell to my knees. My hands grabbed at his pants. The man panicked for a second or two, but as I unzipped his pants, my professor quickly succumbed. I pulled his small pecker out of his pants and then I engulfed it into my lips. I began to suck him off diligently, using my mastery of sex, no… what am I talking about mastery? I just had a little experience, yet I must have improved from the last time I could remember. It only took a minute before my professor was trying to keep himself from letting out moans.

“Ahhn… Aria!” He cried out, his hands wrapped in my hair as I bobbed up and down on his stick.

That’s when I started to feel woozy. I was swallowing his dick and cum, but something didn’t feel write. I felt encroaching darkness. The professor seemed to realize it too because even as he came he let out a cry of shock and tried to push me off. As I collapsed to the ground, I let in a gasp of air. Oh, that was what happened. I had forgotten to take a breath. Why did I think that I didn’t need to breathe?

As I gasped for breath, my professor seemed to panic. More than getting a blowjob from a student, he seemed to be afraid I’d accuse him of assault after I nearly passed out. The door slammed behind me and in my hand was a piece of paper with an A on it. I had gotten what I wanted, but I wasn’t sure if I felt any better.

Just what was going on?