Moral Degeneration

Anastasia and I only finished fucking around 2 am. She had to stop because everything hurt too much. Her anal and vaginal virginity taken early in the night, I wasn’t nice to her throat either. She had scratches and red marks all over her. She loved it though. Happily humming as I let her lay on my shoulder. She was soon asleep. I set an alarm for 6 am and forced myself to sleep. I wasn’t sure why but if I was fucking I felt like I could keep going and going. 

 

At 6 I woke her up by kissing her lightly. Her eyes studying me she had taken her makeup off before bed, but was still beautiful. “Fuck. Thought that was a dream,” she whispered. Her eyes were moist and full of wonder. 

 

“Better than a dream,” I said. “Damn you are sexy.” Her naked tits drew my eyes. “And those piercings. Damn.” 

 

She smiled cutely. “I’ve heard boys don’t like them.” 

 

“They’re dumb.” I assured her by moving my body down to lick them. She shivered. 

 

“I’m so sore,” she winced. “You were not gentle.” 

 

“You loved it,” I said, licking her areola. She shivered happily. “When can I see you again?”

 

“You want to keep going?” She asked a little surprised. 

 

“Duh,” I said. “I can’t promise all that often. But you are worth every condom.” 

 

“Where the hell did you get those anyway?”

 

“Secret,” I said moving to her other nipple. 

 

“We can um work out a time if you want. Can I get your number?” She asked shyly. I nodded as her tit was in my mouth. She shivered again. “This is like a dream come true.” 

 

“How’s that?” I asked. My face between her tits I looked up at her. 

 

“Most girls get jealous I have a brother. They romanticize it. Think it’s nothing but boys all the time. I was excited about it when I was younger. But most are too skittish.” 

 

“Good,” I said. “I get you all to myself.” She giggled cutely. I began playing with her pussy lips and we started fucking again. There was something simply right about having sex in the morning. A good form of exercise it got our blood pumping and all the other juices flowing. She gasped and came hard. Not as quick as Brianna, but I loved the squeak she let out when cumming hard. 

 

I got her number and we went upstairs. I made her coffee and breakfast. The real place to a woman’s heart was cooking for her. “What the hell are you?” She asked as I set an omelet in front of her. 

 

“A boy?” I asked. 

 

“You are no boy,” she said. “I’ve lived with my brother all his life. He is as useless as they come. He didn’t even pick up after him and his friends. You’re doing dishes and cooking.” 

 

I noticed that she was right. Lyle’s parents had literally waited on us hand and foot. I frowned. “Sorry, not a boy. Guess I’m a man,” I said. “Men share in chores. Cook. Clean. Build things. Treat women how they should be treated.” I kissed her cheek. She giggled with a wide smile on her face. 

 

I studied her for a little bit. No makeup on she was still gorgeous. Her Asian heritage was obvious now. Wearing her punk rock shirt and shorts she looked like any other girl. But now she wasn’t a virgin anymore. She had given it to me willingly. Saved it up all her life just for meeting me. I couldn’t help but want her more because of it.  

 

“What?” She asked cutely as she ate. 

 

“Nothing. Just happy,” I said. “And you’re beautiful.” She blushed and continued to eat. “What are you doing today?” 

She shyly looked down. “Nothing. I was going to move back into my dorm.”

 

“Have to move a bunch of stuff back in?” I asked. 

 

“Just a bag and some minor things.”

 

“Want help?” I asked. 

“Really?” She asked, hope in her voice. 

 

“Sure. I have plans at 1. We could hang out till then. Maybe christen your dorm room bed,” I whispered the last part. She shyly nodded. 

 

“You 2 are up early,” Lyle’s Asian mom said walking in. 

 

“I was making breakfast,” I said, acting like we hadn’t just been flirting. “You want anything?” 

“You cook?” She asked, amazement in her voice. I chuckled and started heating up the pan again. I took orders from both his moms as they sat amazed at the table. When it was cooked I finally ate mine and sat with the 3 women. 

 

“Your mom make you cook?” Blonde mom asked. 

 

“I don’t like talking about her,” I said quickly. “Men should know how to do everything a woman can. How else are they going to survive? I cook, clean, do laundry. The woman I live with isn’t my maid. Learning these things isn’t going to kill anyone. And when I’m out on my own someday she won’t have to worry about me as much.” I was blunt and pretended to be oblivious. The older women blushed. I knew they had coddled their son. Who wouldn’t if you felt lucky just to have them? 

 

“I also hunt and fish and go camping,” I said. “I was thinking about starting a club at school. Start up the boy scouts again. Let other boys join. Teach them how to take care of themselves.” 

 

“Good luck with that,” Anastasia said. “I doubt any boy would agree to it.” 

 

“That’s what I was afraid of,” I said with a sigh. “We will see. I’ve been living in the middle of nowhere for so long. It’s sad to see these other boys be so…timid. They need to man up if they’re going to be men someday.” There was an awkward silence from the mothers. 

 

“Shall we?” I asked Ana. I had already cleaned up the plates and was ready to go. 

“Sure, let me get my stuff,” she said. 

 

“Where are you going?” Blonde mom asked. 

“Russ um, asked for a ride home,” Ana said and was running down the stairs. 

 

“I’m an early riser,” I assured them. “Sorry I threw your house into such turmoil last night.”

 

“No, um, we wanted to thank you,” Asian mom said. “We didn’t realize everything was so easy to hack. Agent Reels mentioned you wanted a gun. Do you think we should get one?” Neither liked that idea. 

 

“Do you know how to use one?” I asked. They both shook their heads. “Take a class. Get comfortable before you do something like that. Amateurs with guns will just cause problems. But there is a reason every cop has a gun. It’s better to have it and not need it. I will say I wouldn’t trust your son near it without you becoming more comfortable. If you don’t feel like its for you. Spend the money on a trained guard dog. That would keep anyone from getting near the house.” 

 

“We hadn’t thought of that,” blonde mom said. Ana dropped a couple of boxes on the landing. I got up and picked them up while she took her luggage. 

 

“Thanks for having me,” I said. “I had fun.” I grabbed my own bag and we were out the door. Getting in Ana’s little car she started it up and we waited for it to warm up. 

 

“Can’t believe I’m doing this,” Ana said. “Hanging with a boy was not how I pictured my day.”

 

“Hanging with a hot goth was not how I pictured mine. But I’m sure as shit not complaining.” She blushed. Then we were on our way. 

 

“Where’s your school at?” 

“20 mins or so. Near the center of town,” she said. 

 

“We should have fun then,” I said. Leaning over my hand reached up her shirt as she drove. Pinching her nipple she gasped as she tried to focus on the road. My other hand moved down to her jeans and started rubbing her clit. 

“I need to focus,” she said more to herself. I opened her button and zipper. Sticking my hand in I didn’t listen to her as I explored her body. Non-invasive just pinching and groping she jerked the wheel a few times but we made it. “I need a change of clothes,” she whispered and I was kissing her hard. She moaned in my mouth. Her hands going to my body we explored one another for a bit. 

“Let’s get to your room,” I said. She nodded. Groaning as she zipped her pants back up. The streets were dead on Saturday morning. I carried her boxes as the snow caused our footfalls to echo loudly. 

 

“You got a girlfriend?” I asked. She shook her head. 

 

“Not for a little while. I’ll have a one night stand now and then.” 

 

“What’s your type?” I asked. 

 

“Mousy girls,” she said. “They get all hot for the piercings.” 

“They’re not the only ones.” I smiled widely thinking about what I wanted to do to her. I hadn’t seen Ava since she left because of Violet. I wondered if she had moved back into the dorm as well. I hoped I would run into her. 

 

We walked in the dorm and saw our first person. She stared at me shocked that a boy was there. I suddenly remembered that there were probably no boy dorms. There were probably no boys at all. We got in the elevator as I asked, “There any guys in your classes?”

“A few,” Ana said. “They’re pretty shy though. A lot of girls here are from public school. They’ve probably only walked by a guy once or twice. They can get a little stalkery.” 

 

“Makes sense,” I said. “I can’t imagine how terrible my life would be if women were the rare ones. We would have died off long ago if that was the case.” 

 

“Why’s that?” She asked with a laugh. 

 

“We would have killed each other off. If we aren’t fucking, then we’re fighting.”

 

“Maybe guys used to fight. Not anymore,” she said. I frowned, she was probably right. 

 

“That’s it. I need to start a Fight Club,” I said. 

“What’s that?”

 

“First rule, Ana baby, we don’t talk about it.” She laughed but we were at her room. There were a few women walking around. I caught the eye of all of them. Ana had noticed and was quickly getting the door open. We were in and she let out a sigh. 

“Thank god, my roommates not here,” she said. I noticed 2 empty beds in the room. One side had a dark poster on it. I guessed it was Anastasia’s side. We put the stuff down and I was helping her make the bed. She happily dumped her stuff out and began to unpack. I laid on the bed and watched her. Wiggling her ass every now and then I enjoyed the show. 

 

When she was done she was nice enough to give me a little strip tease. “You let me do what I wanted all night,” Ana said. Pulling her arms into her shirt she pulled it off slowly then threw it at me. “What do you want to do?” 

 

“Hmmm hows your ass?” I asked. She winced. “Nevermind. Let me think.” Tapping my chin I noticed a shadow move across the base of the door. The shadow didn’t leave. I smiled widely. Digging into her drawer I found the handcuffs. “I want to tie you down.” She shivered and dropped her pants. Her tits bouncing as she jumped onto the bed I grabbed the cuffs. Latching them to her I snuck them through a metal rung at the headboard. 

 

“I get to do whatever I want to you,” I said. “You can’t stop me.” She nodded hotly. “I want you to be as loud as you want to.”

 

She looked around. “The walls are so thin here,” she said. “Can you turn on the radio?”

“Oh no,” I said. “I want every girl here to know you have a guy in your room.” Her body shivered as I kissed her neck. “Has anyone ever brought a guy here?” 

 

“A few,” she admitted. 

“Let me guess. No one knew they were there, because it was quick and quiet.” I bit her nipple. She groaned. “I don’t want you quick and quiet.” Her chest pushed up into me. I was soon out of my clothes. Putting a condom on I opened her legs and plunged in. She yelled loudly as I forced myself to the base. Her tits jiggling she groaned as I began fucking her immediately. 

 

Her pussy soon drenched, the slaps of our sexes meeting was interrupted by her gasps and moans. I sped up. Knowing girls were listening I was extra rough. My hands going to her tits I squeezed them and sandwiched my head between them. “How do you want it?” 

 

“Harder,” she pleaded. 

 

“Louder,” I ordered. 

 

“Harder!” She yelled. I obliged. My arms moved to holding myself up and I went out and in. She started cumming then. No longer holding back from fear of being heard. Her body shaking she fought the cuffs. I kept humping. My stamina was boundless as I kept pistoning in and out of her. Her legs wrapped around me. I lifted our waists and pushed her down hard into the bed. The mattress groaned with every thrust.

 

She was getting more turned on. Screaming again she came all over my dick. Her wrists turned white trying to pull out of the cuffs. I bit and pulled her nipples hard. The rough treatment causing her to gasp and moan. 

 

“Cum in me,” she pleaded. My hand went to her neck and started to squeeze. She gasped as her eyes clamped shut. I sped up more somehow. All the way in and out I was as loud as possible as I pounded into her as far as possible. 

 

I felt her cunt clench me. Grip tightening on her throat I restricted the flow of blood to her brain. We came together. Me groaning loudly, her grunting and gurgling as her juices gushed out of her. Her eyes fluttered and her body spasmed uncontrollably as I choked her a little. My legs pushing me into her as far as possible she moaned and spasmed. The orgasm felt like it took a full minute to die down. I had came in her hard and her pussy had kept milking me. 

 

I laid on her chest breathing in and out heavily. Aftershocks went through her body now and then. She winced as I pulled out. Taking the condom off I threw it away and fished out the handcuff keys. Unlocking her she finally woke up from her stupor. 

 

“What the fuck was that?” She asked. 

 

I chuckled. “Choking,” I said. “Restricts the blood flow. Makes you cum harder.” Her hand went to her neck, a smile on her face.

“That’s fucking new,” she said with a shiver. “Every guy do that?”

 

“I doubt it. Doubt most girls are into it either,” I said. “You like?”

 

“Very much,” she said. “How the hell are you still hard? I feel like every one of my holes is bleeding.” She winced sitting up. 

 

“What can I say? You’re just sexy,” I said. My still rock hard dick pointed at her. “Again?” I asked. She bit her lip and nodded. This time she rode me. Going slow she winced in pain now and then but as she got into it she was screaming again. Her nipple in my mouth I humped into her. As she got close I choked her again. My fingers found the correct veins on the sides of her neck easily. 

 

She came harder this time. Her tits shaking, lower half rocking, and voice loud she came for all she was worth. Her sex practically poured out juices. Not squirting, but more than normal. When I came again she was spent. Laying in her bed I spooned her till she was asleep. I got up and left a note. I planned to stop by in the next week or so. 

 

I stepped out of the room to a nice view of a few girls waiting outside. Flashing them a smile a few had the decency to look ashamed. One did not. 

 

“Ana seriously trying to get pregnant?” She asked. She was Anastasia's age. Straight blonde hair with thick bangs she wore simple pink silk pajamas. 

 

I pulled out the few condoms I had left on me. “No,” I said. The girls stared at them amazed. It was sad how rare they were. Or was it the fact that men didn’t try to get them? Were they just interested in impregnating?  

 

I was tempted to offer the girls a chance, but I liked Ana. It was too obvious I had just fucked her. If I slept with one of these girls they’d probably brag about it to her. I walked past the girls and headed out of the building. There was a bus route map in the lobby of the dorm and I was soon on my way back home. 

 

I got a workout in. Showered. Decided to shave for once. I had been growing a little hair on my face and balls. It was time to stay clean. I planned to grow a nice big bushy beard when I was old enough. I restocked on my condoms. And made my plan for the day. I checked in with Audrey. She and Violet were still in their honeymoon phase. I left them to it. It wasn’t long until Brianna was knocking at the door.