Pretty Little Cumslut Vicky's Secret College Life
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Chapter 1: The Innocent Facade
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Innocent Facade - Vicky is the cutest sissy in college — adored by everyone, secretly shared by five dominant men. From risky classroom freeuse and filthy gloryhole nights to a devastating emotional breakdown, Vicky begins his journey into womanhood with HRT. As her body blooms into stunning curves, she navigates love, drama, and raw desire. She marries Alex, the man who truly sees her, yet never stops being the insatiable slut her boys crave. A wife, a mother, and forever their pretty little cumslut.
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Vicky adjusted the hem of his pleated skirt for the third time that morning, staring at his reflection in the dorm mirror. The soft fabric barely reached mid-thigh, paired with thigh-high white socks that made his smooth, shaved legs look even more delicate. His oversized pastel sweater hugged his slim frame, and a touch of gloss on his plump lips completed the look. To the outside world, he was the cutest, most innocent boy in the entire college — the one every guy secretly crushed on and every girl wanted to be friends with.
No one knew the truth.
Vicky slipped his bag over his shoulder and headed to his first lecture of the day. As he walked across campus, heads turned. Guys stared openly at his swaying hips and the way his skirt fluttered with each step. He kept his eyes down, cheeks lightly flushed, playing the part of the shy, unattainable cutie perfectly.
Inside the lecture hall, he took his usual seat near the back corner. Moments later, Logan slid into the seat right beside him. The tall, broad-shouldered football player gave him a knowing smirk, his large hand immediately disappearing under the desk to rest possessively on Vicky’s soft thigh.
“Morning, princess,” Logan whispered, his voice low enough that only Vicky could hear. His fingers slowly crept higher, pushing under the short skirt until they brushed against the lace of Vicky’s pink panties.
Vicky bit his lip, trying to focus on the professor who had just started speaking about macroeconomic principles. His heart was already racing.
Logan leaned closer, breath hot against Vicky’s ear. “You look so fucking innocent today. Makes me want to ruin you even more.”
His hand squeezed Vicky’s thigh hard, then slid further until his fingers pressed against the front of Vicky’s already hardening clitty. Vicky let out a tiny, barely audible whimper, shifting in his seat.
The lecture continued normally for everyone else. No one suspected a thing. To the rest of the class, Logan and Vicky were just friends. But under the desk, Logan was slowly rubbing Vicky through his panties, feeling the small wet spot forming.
Halfway through the class, Logan took Vicky’s smaller hand and guided it to his own lap. Vicky’s fingers wrapped around the massive, rock-hard bulge straining against Logan’s jeans. It throbbed under his touch — easily the biggest cock Vicky had ever taken.
“Feel how hard you make me?” Logan whispered filthily. “Been thinking about bending you over since I woke up.”
Vicky’s cheeks burned bright pink. He gently squeezed and stroked Logan through the fabric, pretending to take notes with his other hand while his body grew hotter.
When the professor turned to write something on the board, Logan leaned in again.
“After class. Bathroom. I’m not waiting.”