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This is the second part to the story I posted yesterday, where Emily accidentally admitted she had a fantasy about her rival, McKayla. After a fateful night that ended with a drunk, one-night stand, we continue the story from McKayla’s persepctive. I hope you enjoy! btw, I love comments, critiques, and messages!

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McKayla

I saw Emily a few days later. We were in class, but she didn’t stare at me the way she normally did. Instead, the cute blonde did everything in her power to pretend she was concentrating on our professor instead of me.

I knew the game she was playing, and it only made me want her more. Keep up the act, I wondered to myself. But I know what you truly desire… and that’s me.

Allowing the charades to continue, I let her think I wouldn’t bring it up. She probably wondered I was too drunk to remember what even happened. However, by the end of the week, I could no longer keep myself away.

Friday after class, I watched her scurry off to like usual. I quickly told my friends I had to go, but I didn’t tell them where I was off to.

I found my way towards my rival. “Hey Emily!” I called out as I snuck up behind her.

The cute little blonde turned around and gasped at me. Her eyes were wide open like she had seen a ghost. I guess she didn’t expect me to talk to her in public after our fateful night alone.

“Oh… Hi McKayla…” she said, stumbling over her words. Her cute little mannerisms that I used to hate had me giggling to myself.

“Mind if I walk home with you?”

“That’s fine… You’re not going to hang out with your friends like you usually do?”

“You really seem to know a lot about me,” I responded with a smirk. “I guess you’ve been watching me even closer than I realized.”

Suddenly, she became red in the face from being called out, but before she could come up with some silly excuse, I pressed on with more essential topic. “So, were you planning on never speaking to me again… after our… fun night together?”

I could see the panic in her eyes as she quickly looked around, hoping no one had heard me. “Do we have to talk about that in public?!”

“We can discuss it in private, if that makes you more comfortable. Is this your sly way of asking me to come over again?”

“No, no, no!” she quickly refuted, waving her hands in the air. “I mean… you can come over if you want… but I was just afraid of others hearing what you said!”

“You have a point,” I said, remembering our night together. “I told you it was our little secret, didn’t I?”

I could see her squirming as she replayed the event in her head. I didn’t know Emily very well, but I know when someone is becoming aroused.

Like the kind girl she is, she welcomed me into her apartment again, despite her obvious nervousness. She tried to put a brave little face on as she put her backpack down and asked, “So, what did you want to talk about?”

“I just wanted to confront you and ask why you’ve been avoiding me, but I think I found my answer.”

“What do you mean? What answer?”

“You’re just like all the other guys,” I started, placing my hands on my hips. “You came in and made me feel special. But now that you got what you wanted from me, you just kicked me to the curb. I guess lesbians are no different from straight men.”

The innocent blonde clearly could not tell I was joking. She frantically threw her arms around, trying to explain the situation to me. “I am no lesbian!” she argued, standing up for herself for the first time. “I’m not even into girls!”

Even though I don’t like her, I have to say I was quite proud of her when she finally argued with me. However, I wasn’t ready to let her win just yet.

Feeling a little honored, I asked, “So, you’re not into girls… but you made an exception for me? That makes me feel so special!”

“No, it’s not that! It was just…”

“How long have you had this big crush on me?” I asked, interrupting her frantic attempt to explain herself.

“I told you, it’s not like that! It’s not like that at all! As a matter of fact…”

Noticing her sudden silence, I assumed Emily had something essential to say. “As a matter of fact, what?”

“Oh… uh… nothing…” she said, avoiding eye-contact.

“It’s definitely something… Just tell me what you had to say or I’ll assume I was right, and that you do have a big fat crush on me.”

Twiddling her fingers, she began looking down as she explained, “You’re going to be upset… so I’d rather drop it.”

Even though I suspected she would say something that might piss me off, it was too late; she already had my interest. “I promise I won’t get upset… Just tell me what it is and I’ll stop bothering you.”

With a deep breath, she put her brave face back on and looked me in the eyes. “I don’t know what got into me the other day, but I actually dislike you quite a bit…”

I went completely quiet, frozen by her stunning words. In that moment, I knew she was telling the truth, but I didn’t figure out how I could have been so wrong. To that point, I wondered I was the one that hated her. But as I stared at the cute little blonde, knowing she disliked me, I suddenly became…. aroused!

She did all that with me yesterday, despite hating me?! I thought, biting my lower lip. Even better… she admitted to fantasizing about me before we even did anything!

As I took a step closer to her, I noticed Emily taking a step back. With fear in her eyes, she muttered out, “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it like that… It’s just…”

“So, you hate me, huh?” I asked with a big smile.

“No! I don’t hate you… I just never really liked you like a friend.”

“That’s not what you said. You said you dislike me, and I want to know more about that.”

The nervous woman put her hands near her heart, trying to protect herself from my presence. With a trembling voice, she asked, “What do you want to know?”

I wondered about the moment I forced her to use the word cum, despite her reservation to use such vulgar language. “Do you want to call me a bitch?” I asked, desperate to hear her talk dirty to me.

A look of shock and confusion came over the pretty little blonde. “No! I don’t want to call you that word!”

I couldn’t contain my smile. My dimples showed as I assured her, “I want you to call me a bitch.”

“But I don’t use words like that!”

“And you don’t use words like cum either, but you made an exception for me. Now, do me a favor and call me a bitch.”

With the cutest little timid voice, she closed her eyes and squeaked out, “You’re a… bitch…”

I felt proud of her for some reason, staring at the shy woman as she finally stood up to me. Placing a hand on her shoulder, I looked her in the face and asked, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

As she slowly shook her head, surprised by my encouragement, I began thinking about the way she grabbed my tits and ass during our previous encounter. Suddenly, I wanted her hands on me again, no matter the cost. “Slap me,” I requested, feeling myself getting wet.

Emily did a double-take before frantically exclaiming, “McKayla! I don’t want to fight you!”

Quickly, I grabbed one of her hands in the most gentle manner I could. “I’m not going to fight you. I just want you to slap me for being the bitch that I am.”

My cute rival’s look a fear turned into a look of confusion. Her eyes popped wide open as she scrambled over her words. “I… I… don’t want to slap you… and I don’t think you’re a bitch!”

“Slap me!” I demanded, using my sexiest voice. “Don’t be afraid to take your frustrations out on me. I can handle it, I promise!”

As I saw her freeze up, I grabbed her wrist and forced her to smack me with her gentle little palm.

“Oh my God!” the cute blonde said, quickly pulling her hand away. As she covered her mouth, she asked, “Why did you make me do that?”

I rolled my eyes before a better idea popped into my head. “Well, if you’re not going to slap my face, at least slap my ass.” She raised her eyebrows in confusion while I gently forced her to take a seat on her couch, the same couch we had sex on. Then I carefully placed myself over her little lap.

A small gasp came out of Emily’s mouth as she placed her hands on me so carefully. Finally, I could sense enticement from her demeanor.

“Show me how much you dislike me!” I begged, wiggling my little butt around. “You’ve already admitted that you fantasized about me. Wouldn’t you like to give your bitchy rival the spanking she deserves?”

“I guess so…” Emily answered with her quivering voice. She then placed her hand gently on my ass, sending chills up my spine. She hadn’t even spanked me yet, but I knew she couldn’t withstand.

With no further argument, Emily gave me a little slap on the bottom. I put my head up, aroused that she actually did it. “Harder!” I encouraged.

I felt another slap on my ass, and though there was a little more pop to it, I still wasn’t satisfied. “Maybe you should pull my shorts down,” I suggested, as I unbuttoned myself.

Another gasp came from behind me before I heard her respond, “Okay…” in a reserved but excited tone.

I sensed Emily’s jaw dropping as she slowly pulled my shorts down and laid eyes on my black G-string. I wiggled myself a little bit more, hoping to entice her enough to show no mercy.

Luckily, my rival smacked my tush harder than before, forcing me to let out a little moan. Hearing the delight in my voice, she decided to spank me even harder.

I could feel her gaining confidence. She no longer hesitated despite my yelps and moans. She even rubbed my poor little tushy, teasing me between swats.

“I’m sorry for being such a bitch,” I said between smacks. “You’re really teaching me a lesson now!”

As I looked back, I was able to confirm the confidence Emily had gained from the look in her eyes. Whether or not she wanted to admit it, she was enjoying herself, spanking and humiliating her rival.

Suddenly, she surprised me by giving me an extremely hard smack to my poor little tush. I let out a gasp, shocked at the power that could come from such a sweet young woman. However, I was quick to let her know I wanted more.

“Oh! You’re spanking me so hard!” I said, kicking my feet like a little girl. “If I knew how strong you were, I wouldn’t have been such a bad girl to you all these years!”

It felt I had done the trick, as she quickly turned my ass red. Emily even surprised me by pulling my long hair as she continued to get comfortable, punishing my poor bottom.

Just as sweet blonde had done the last time, she allowed herself to get a little handsy with me, roaming up my thighs and my tender cheeks. “What are you doing to me?” I asked, sounding playfully scared.

She began giggling, allowing all her insecurities to disappear. “I have a feeling you’re enjoying this,” she teased, as her fingers got dangerously close to the more intimate parts of my body.

With chills running up my spine, I nudged her to continue my humiliation by saying, “Please don’t check how wet I am… It would be so humiliating if you found out how wet I am!”

Secretly, I was begging her to grace me with her touch. With her hands drawing ever so close, I wanted nothing more than for her to touch my wet pussy. Luckily, Emily had caught my hint and pressed her little fingers against my clit.

“Oh, my gosh! You’re so wet!” She sounded almost proud to know she had the power to do that to me.

I was crippled from the intense stimulation of her rubbing me through my thong. Turning my head towards Emily, I noticed her smiling cheek to cheek. “Please don’t touch me there…” I begged. “That feels too good!”

Just as I had hoped, my pleas only encouraged her to rub me even harder. I was dripping in my own juices, knowing I was being sexually humiliated by a woman who disliked me so much.

Suddenly, I felt an overbearing stimulation as her finger unintentionally slipped past my thong and went directly up and down my soaking wet pussy. But though it was an accident, Emily showed no signs of removing her hand, now that there was no cloth protecting me.

Though the sweet blonde was having fun rubbing me as I lay over her cute little lap, I didn’t feel I was deserving of such intense pleasure just yet. Quickly, I climbed off her lap before collapsing onto my back. With a little bit of a disappointed look on Emily’s face, she asked, “Where are you going?”

I waved her towards me with desperation in my voice. “Please, treat me like the little whore that I am, and sit on my face!”

Though she still looked confused by my antics, I had done such a good job on her pussy the other night, she wouldn’t dare pass up an opportunity for me to eat her out again. With a little more encouragement, I successfully convinced her to remove her shorts and panties before straddling my face. I was almost foaming at the mouth, ready to get my tongue on that juicy little bean.

I noticed she was now freshly trimmed, despite my assurance that I didn’t mind. I could only assume she had groomed herself for me, hoping this moment would come again, where I got to put my tongue inside her juicy pussy.

Immediately, I began tickling her clit by pressing my tongue directly against it and twirling in a circular motion. Her head shot directly back as she moaned towards the ceiling of her apartment.

I ran my hands up her legs before grabbing a tight squeeze of her bubble butt. Then, as I worked my hands towards her upper body, I began pushing her shirt up, hoping she would reward me by taking it off.

Much to my delight, she pulled her top over her head, leaving herself in nothing but a little bra. Like the desperate little whore that I am, I begged her to take it off, grabbing it and pulling it from her cute little tits. After a few moments of begging and grabbing, along with my continuation of tickling her clit, she graced me with the sight of her gorgeous breasts.

Once she took off her bra, my hands immediately shot up to her tits, grabbing them and pinching her cute little nipples. I hoped the extra stimulation would only amplify my desperate attempt to take care of her clitoris with my tongue.

The hot little blonde moaned even louder before looking down at me in disbelief. She could hardly believe how much pleasure I was sending throughout her entire body.

My mouth was full, but I batted my pretty eyes at her, hoping she would figure out there was nowhere in the world I would rather be than on my back, with her sitting on my face. And with the way I urgently groped her boobs, I hoped she understood that even though they weren’t as big as mine, I still wondered they were perfect.

Emily’s body went stiff, like it did the last time she was about to cum for me. This time, I wasn’t gonna stop and make her beg for it. My only desire was to take care of her needs, and if she wanted it right there and then, I was gonna give it to her.

Without hesitation, I sent my tongue into overdrive, flicking her clit even faster as I began sucking on it. My hands rummaged all over her gorgeous body as I prepared for her to erupt on my face.

With a loud exhale, Emily’s body was released from its stiffness, and she exploded with juices all over me. Desperate to continue pleasuring her, I followed her crotch with my face wherever it jerked, kissing and licking her clit as much as I could.

She almost looked embarrassed to cum so hard on me. But no matter how long and how hard she came, it was never enough for me. I held her as tightly as I could, providing all the stimulation a gorgeous angel like her deserved. I left her moaning until I was absolutely sure she couldn’t take another second of it.

After she finished cumming on my face, she pushed herself off but looked a little embarrassed of what she had done. I was quick to comfort her by wiping the juices off my face with my fingers and then putting them in my mouth.

“Mmmmm…” I moaned, sounding as sexy as I could. I then sucked the rest of her juices off my fingers like I just finished eating wings. “You taste so good!”

Suddenly, her eyes rolled back, showing her appreciation for my constant support of her insecurities. Emily loved that I found everything about her sexy, even the things she didn’t like about herself.

The sweet blonde quickly re-approached me before stripping me of all my remaining clothes, including my thong. She left me naked with her on the couch, demonstrating how assertive she could be when she put her mind to it.

As she began to kiss me again, I noticed her fingers going straight for my pussy. I stopped her momentarily, advising her, “Bad girls like me don’t deserve to be on their backs.”

Before Emily could ask me to elaborate, I turned around and got on all fours, poking my ass towards her. As I turned around and looked at the wide-eyed expression on her face, I said, “I only deserve doggy-style, even if I’m just getting finger-fucked.”

Without missing a beat, she began fingering my soaking wet pussy from behind as she grabbed a stronghold of my hair. Once again, she added her personal touch to my request, and it drove me crazy.

I rocked back and forth, feeling the pleasure of her gentle little finger stroking my G-spot. Then, I began moaning for her, letting Emily know how amazing of a job she was doing, taming a wild girl like me.

As I felt myself quickly approaching a big climax, a wondered suddenly popped into my head and it was too hot to dismiss. “I’m about to cum!” I said with a whimpering voice. “But a naughty girl like me doesn’t deserve to cum!”

My sweet rival went still, caught by surprise by my statement. But as she looked on in confusion, I forced her to stop fingering me, before looking back at her and pouting, “Oh my God! You denied letting me cum, like I’m your little bitch!”

I was left moaning, rubbing my hands all over my naked body as my desire for her grew stronger. Though she didn’t quite know what I was doing, she liked the idea of holding so much power over the woman she despised.

I could tell Emily wasn’t satisfied, but I had a new way for her to demean me. Getting back to my hands and knees, I turned around and made a new suggestion. “Do you know how to put a bitch like me in her place?”

“How?” she asked, licking her lips.

As I wiggled my ass for her, I told her, “A bitch like me needs to take it in the ass.”

The cute little blonde let out a quick gasp. I could tell an innocent girl like her never imagined doing such a kinky thing. But luckily, I was able to convince her to teach me a lesson by fingering my ass.

Hesitantly, she brought the same finger she used on my pussy between my ass cheeks. Getting closer to the rim of my anus, I let out an excited gasp, letting her know how much of a slut I really am.

As her gentle little finger quickly approached the entrance, I began to moan even harder. “Oh, fuck!” I let out, as I shut my eyes tightly while she teased my anus.

Feeling encouraged and confident, she finally pushed it inside me, penetrating me like I truly desired. I could only cry out more obscenities as she gained the confidence to go deeper inside me. “I can’t believe I’m getting fucked in the ass!” I wailed, feeling her little finger wiggling deep inside me.

Much to my surprise and satisfaction, Emily reciprocated the dirty talk, telling me, “You’re so tight! I have to loosen you up!”

Though it wasn’t the craziest thing I had ever heard, hearing an innocent woman like Emily say it was monumental. I was left with my jaw wide open, completely stiff from the anal pleasure. I once again straddled the line as I went on the edge of having an orgasm.

Suddenly, I was shocked as Emily took her free hand and fondled my large boobs. They hung down as they were gently brushed by her soft touch. I had never felt my nipples so hard before, but she stimulated them continuously, making me melt with her finger still in my ass.

In that moment, I was Emily’s naughty bitch, and as much as I wanted to cum, there is nothing in the world sexier than being denied by the woman I was so jealous of. “Oh my God! You’re going to deny me again, aren’t you?” I whined, gathering every ounce of strength I had left. Feeling empowered, Emily took the hint and pulled her finger out of me, leaving me desperately on the edge of a enormous orgasm.

I rolled over onto my back, staring up at her as I felt the orgasm slip away. Rubbing my hands up and down my entire body, once again, I moaned out to her, “I can’t believe you did that to me! You’re so fucking hot, Emily!”

The sexiest smile I’ve ever seen came over her cute face. She looked proud of herself, knowing she had the power to finish me off anytime she wanted.

When I finally regained my composure, I picked myself up and gave her a kiss on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered into her ear, just like she did the first time I took care of her.

She looked at me, wondering if our intense session was over now that she had successfully edged me twice. Though I had decided we were done for the moment, I made sure to let her know my fate was still in her hands.

I grabbed my clothes and shot her a look with my green eyes. As she looked back at me, ever so innocently, I quickly grabbed her for a hug. Pulling her in, I whispered into her ear, “I’ll see you later, Baby. I can’t wait until you decide to finish me…”

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