Do Me a Favor
Chapter 2
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Follows Caleb Jeffers' first year as a college student, when he attempts to master and understand his emerging abilities, regain his lost memories, and solve the mystery of his missing cousin.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Horror Mystery School Magic Demons Group Sex First Oral Sex Slow
’I tried being normal. It was the worst two minutes of my life.’—Caleb Jeffers
Caleb
On Monday, I woke from another dream. This one bothered me because it seemed to last forever, covering the upcoming month. It started well, if being balls-deep inside my girlfriend counted. Mindy had quickly become addicted to my dick.
Then things took a turn. Mindy received a phone call from her parents, informing her that they were getting a divorce. It seemed her dad had been caught in flagrante delicto with his assistant, who was a man. Her mom told Mindy that she would have to find a way to pay for all her school expenses. She suggested that Mindy get a job, take out loans, or find some form of financial aid.
I saw that her initial solution was to have me cover her school expenses. By that point, I’d confessed who my parents were, so she knew I came from money. When that didn’t work, she stopped taking her birth control pills to take advantage of my honorable nature and have me marry her. While I liked her just fine, I didn’t see myself marrying her.
Then I had a thought: I should encourage her to create an OnlyFans account. Plenty of college students who enjoyed sex had sites, and several made good money doing it. Of course, that would mean she would need to sleep with other men, which would free me up to find other partners.
The second part of my dream made me worry more. My parents pushed to come ‘talk’ to me. The way they danced around the reason for the visit made me wonder what the big deal was.
I headed downstairs for breakfast and found the guys at a table.
“Are you excited about the SYR?” Mike asked.
“The what?” I asked.
“It’s a dance. SYR stands for Screw Your Roommate. What you do is set them up with a date for the dance,” Julian explained.
“I don’t have a roommate,” I said.
“Obviously. That’s why the four of us will find you a date,” John said.
’What will Mindy think of this?’ I wondered.
“Who do I get to set up?” I asked.
“We’ll have none of that. Your taste in women is suspect,” Leo said.
“At least I’m dating someone.”
“Careful, Mister ‘I Have a Girl.’ We hold your fate in our hands,” Mike said.
“Knowing you guys, that is all you’ll have at the end of the night,” I said.
“What’s he talking about?” Leo asked the others.
“Hands,” I said while making a jerking motion to hammer home their only option of getting off.
That quickly devolved into several trigger words being bandied about as everyone laughed. The gleam in their eyes told me that they planned to try something new, like spending time with a girl instead of with their hands.
On my way out of the cafeteria, I noticed a flyer for my dorm’s dance. I winced when I saw it was a toga party, but I opened my calendar to put in the details. Once I’d taken care of that, I was off to my first class of the day.
When I returned from class, Frank, my RA, stuck his head out of his door.
“Can we talk for a minute?”
“Sure,” I said as I unlocked my door and invited him in.
Frank froze when he saw the inside of my room. I’d gotten an 85-inch TV and had it installed.
“That’s bigger than the TV in the community lounge.”
“What did you need?” I asked.
“It’s about women. I’m sorry, but you can’t have them overnight Sunday through Thursday. Well, technically, ever, but I’m not going to stop you if you happen to have someone sleep over on the weekend.”
“That’s probably a good idea.”
“Uhm, yeah.”
“Good talk,” I said and showed him the door.
The Rolfs Aquatic Center had open swim time from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. during the week. I needed to get some exercise; since college didn’t have a PE requirement, many kids ended up getting out of shape. Of course, drinking and eating pizza late at night didn’t help. Fortunately, living in the dorms at Notre Dame meant I couldn’t have alcohol in my room. That was why several of my dorm-mates had joined fraternities.
As a going-away gift, my mom had bought me Notre Dame swim gear. I draped a towel over my shoulders and left the locker room, looking like I was ready for a swim meet. Once I reached the pool, I found an empty lane and jumped in. I put my goggles over my eyes, swim cap over my wet hair, and began to knife through the water.
The pool was the standard fifty meters. After I’d swum 1,600 meters, roughly a mile, I was feeling it, so I called it a day. As I was drying off, I heard a girl ask, “Are you on the swim team?”
She looked to be a few years older than me, cute, with an athletic body.
“No, I was on my high school team, but I’m not nearly good enough to compete at this level.”
“I’m on the women’s team, and I would disagree. If you got serious, you could compete in distance races. You maintained a steady pace throughout, and your speed was pretty good.”
“Right now, I’m just trying to get used to classes and stuff. I’m not sure I would have time to do it up right,” I said.
“I know the guys’ team needs another to swim the 1650. You should think about it.”
That was the longest race, and at the upper levels, it was a bear. I would have to seriously up my training if I were to give it any consideration.
“All right, I will, thanks,” I said. “I’m Caleb.”
“Ann.”
“See you around,” I said and headed to the locker room and then to afternoon classes.
Mindy and I had just finished a vigorous afternoon session. I was standing naked, gazing out the window, with her looking freshly fucked on my bed.
“Someone will see you.”
I looked over my shoulder and winked at her.
“I need to advertise what I’m packing.”
“It’s a guy’s dorm. You might advertise to the wrong sort,” Mindy teased.
I walked over to her as my cock slowly rose again.
“My RA stopped by today and told me I can’t have you sleeping over during the week.”
“I guess I’d better wear you out before I have to leave,” Mindy said and reached for my cock.
I moaned as her lips engulfed the top third.
As she sucked my cock, I wondered if I was a fool not to lock her down. Then I thought about the swimmer I’d met earlier that day. College was supposed to be about spreading your wings, so to speak. I would never know if Mindy was ‘the one’ unless I had some basis for comparison ... right?
Two weeks later, I had a dream that showed me that Mindy’s mom had called her with the bad news. When she came over, she acted like nothing was up, so I didn’t act like I knew anything. It took her two days before she broached the subject.
I’d just cum, and my dick was still inside her as she leaned down and kissed me.
“I need to ask you something.”
“Sure,” I said.
“Mike asked me if I would take Leo to the dance.”
That caught me by surprise, but I knew her hometown friends were just that: friends.
“I think you’ll have fun. Besides, we’ll be in a group, so it won’t be like I won’t see you there.”
“But you’ll be with someone else.”
“Do you know who they set me up with?” I asked.
“I do, but I promised to let you be surprised.”
“You can tell me something, though.”
“It’s a girl from our hometown. All I’ll say is that she’s known as the ‘Ice Princess’ because she never dated anyone in high school.”
“We had a girl like that, but it wasn’t by her choice. She went to the girls’ Catholic high school down the road. Twice a year, we had a mixer, and Father Tucker said that we had to dance with all the girls. We guys would play rock-paper-scissors, and the loser had to ask her to dance. We called her Olga because she looked like an Austrian weight lifter.”
“That’s awful. Did you ever have to dance with her?” Mindy asked.
“Somehow, I lost a lot,” I admitted.
The truth was, I foresaw what would happen if some of the morons danced with her. Let’s just say that teenage boys are idiots.
“You’ll be happy with your date. We all guessed that she would be a model someday.” Mindy said and gave me the evil eye. “Did your cock just get hard again?”
“Look at that: you got me ready again.”
“Before we do, there is something else I need to tell you.”
Mindy told me the whole story about her parents and what that meant. By then, the mood was ruined, but I held her in my arms and let her cry it out. Before she could ask me for money, I hit her with my idea.
“You should set up an account on OnlyFans.”
“What?”
“Do me a favor and hear me out,” I said.
I blinked a few times, feeling a tingling sensation in the back of my neck.
As I explained my idea, Mindy looked at me with rapt attention. When I was done, she shocked the shit out of me.
“Let’s do it!”
I was stunned into silence.
’Well, okay then,’ I thought.
I had to run into town to buy a sheet for my toga. I figured my satin sheet wouldn’t work for that dance—I didn’t need it clinging to my body.
When I got back, Mindy helped me figure out how to drape the sheet over my body. With a bit of DIY know-how, she had me set.
“For the dance, I would lose the shorts and t-shirt. Wear your white underwear,” Mindy said.
“Are you going to be wearing just your underwear?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You’ll just have to dance with me to find out.”
It was the morning before the dance. I’d told myself not to dream about my date, not wanting to ruin the surprise, and I was pleased to wake up without dreaming about her. Some other things in my dreams were concerning, but I would face those when they happened.
The weather was still nice enough, so they held the dance under a large tent in the courtyard. Everyone was meeting in the guys’ room. So, at the appointed time, I headed upstairs.
When I was invited in, I decided I needed to talk to the guys about finding girls from outside their hometown. As Mindy warned me, she was Leo’s date. Mike was with Missy, and John had Tina as his date. Julian didn’t seem to have a date, and I didn’t see mine.
Before I could ask about it, there was a knock on the door.
In walked two girls who looked out of place. One smiled at Julian and hugged him, and the other looked at me like I was a bug that needed to be examined. And perhaps squashed.
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