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Carlos was considered the weirder one of the group. He was rather popular, given his fear of germs, and everybody knew it, but his tall and muscular physique wouldn't allow a bully. But for you, there was just something about him being scared of anything that had you wanting to completely sully him. You weren't exactly one of the popular girls, as you were one to do your own thing. But you intermingled with a lot of different niche groups that they called you a chameleon. From the goths to the punks to the preps, you talked to anyone, super sweet but no one knew you had this dark side. You wanted to completely dominate someone, and because of his nature, you had set your sights on Carlos. It wasn't hard, as he had his sight set on you as well, and you knew it, which is why this game was going to be much sweeter.
You found Carlos in the hallway, saying goodbye to his teammates. He gave them a fist bump, and as they walked away he quickly reached into his pocket, applying some hand sanitizer. Quietly you made your way over to him, hopping up next to his side," Booo!" His soul might've left his body in that moment, as he jumped, yelping. Once he saw it was you, his hand flew up to his chest," ______! You almost killed me!" You giggled," Sorry, couldn't help myself.. I came to ask you to help me with something later.. I need someone with some muscle." You smiled up at him. He looked down at the watch on his wrist, reaching up and fixing his glasses," My classes end at 4. So I'll swing by after then." You fist pumped," Yes! My next option was Leon.." You rolled your eyes with a laugh. You hopped away," Thanks Carlos! Don't forget!"
You made it home, changed into your cute ruffled shorts, that were rather on the short side, and an oversized jersey, with Carlos' football number on the back along with his last name at the top. You had actually gotten it last year at the end of the sports season, he had given it to you as you were beginning to grow close, all because you mentioned you had always wanted a jersey. After eating a little snack, you began to tidy up. Next thing you knew, you heard a knock at your door. Peering through the peephole you saw it was Carlos and quickly opened the door," Nice, I was about to get started without you." Motioning him in, you shut the door behind you both, before showing him to some boxes," Help me move them into the bedroom?" You asked, reaching down to grab one end.
He helped you move each box into your room, until they were all inside. " You still wear that?" He asked looking over his old jersey. " Duh. it's quite comfortable in summer time." You bent over breaking into one box. He couldn't help but blush as he eyes the swell of your ass. The scissors slipped and cut into one of your fingers, you sucked in a breath, bringing it up and into your mouth, sucking on it. That blush he had quickly faded as he watched, brows knitted together and face twisted in disgust. He reached for your wrist and pulled the affected finger out of your mouth," Don't do that, that's gross. Where's your first aid kit?" Letting out a huff of amusement you left before coming back, bandaid on finger," Happy?" He had a lop sided smile," Yes, very." You shook your head continuing on.
" So you slept on a mattress in the floor this whole time?" He asked, helping you put together the frame. You nodded, screwing in a bolt," Yeah, wasn't so bad." He watched as your jersey rode up around your hips, reavealing the shorts you had on. You snapped your fingers," Earth to Carlos." You giggled as he jumped, pushing his glasses up, he cleared his throat," Hand me that piece over there." You did as told, turning and sitting up on your knees as you bent over reaching for the piece. You heard him mumble something under his breath as you grabbed the piece and handed it to him," What did you say?" You asked, slight smirk playing on your lips. He shook his head," I didn't say anything." But you could tell he was lying, as his face was flushed red.
Finally the frame was put together, Carlos finished it off by inserting the headboard into the metal. You both grabbed your mattress before setting it onto the frame, pushing it against the wall. You fell back on to the mattress, your body bouncing as you let out an exhale of breath in sastisfaction. You looked back at him, viewing him upside down," I know you like me." Letting out a soft giggle as you caught his eyes widen. You sat up, sitting on your knees now and faceing him on the bed," You didn't really hide it well." He cleared his throat, looking away," I don't know what you're talking about." You scooted closer, as he was standing at the other side of the bed," Don't lie. I've seen you watch me out of the corner of my eye when we're around eachother. " Reaching out you ran your finger over his clothed, yet defined chest," I've also, maybe, had my eye on you as well." Surprise took over his face," You like me? Since when?" You shrugged, looking down his body," For a while, since we first met, at Louis' party. Remember?" He nodded, watching as your hand ran down his chest, before dropping to your side. Oh how he'd give everything to slip his cock past those beautifully plush parted lips. But he couldn't, the human mouth contained millions of germs. He licked his lips, excercising restraint," I should leave.." He went to turn but you grabbed him by the shirt pulling him down and locking lips with him.
You ran your tongue across his lips as he pulled away swiftly, rubbing his arm over his mouth," Why'd you do that?" You giggled watching him get flustered," What? You've never kissed someone before?" The look on his face said it all, leaving you perplexed," Wait. You've really never kissed anyone before huh.. You have a shit ton of admirers at campus and you've never kissed even one? " Your lips upturned into a grinch like smile," This is even better.." You whispered, low enough he couldn't catch it. You got off the bed, rounding him, as if studying him. He watched, like a mouse and you were the cat. " So I take it you've never had sex either? Do you even masturbate?" You asked, hand holding your chin, deep in thought as you eyed him. As if his face couldn't get any redder, his eyes took on a more frustrated look," Are you trying to make fun of me? Just because I have a thing with germs?" He asked, about to push by you, but you pushed him back onto the bed, biting your lip. " No.. Just curious.. Do you still have those urges?" You asked, slowly crawling on top of him," I'm a man, so of course I do. I just don't like the thought of bodily fluids."
Without him noticing, you reached into your nightstand, grabbing a pair of handcuffs. Pushing his hands up behind his head and towards the metal barred head board, you clicked them around his wrists, him now being held in place by one of the metal bars. You ground against him, his growing erection barely being contained within his sweats. He pulled at the restraints," _____.. What are you doing?" You shushed him, slowly moving down his body, pulling the hem of his pants with you. His cock strained against his boxers, leaving a small wet spot from the precum. You leaned down, running your tongue over the wet spot, leaving Carlos to let out a hiss. You tugged his boxers down with your teeth, his cock springing to life and twitching wth anticipation. You smirked, eyeing the member," Poor thing must've been neglected." Running your tongue from base to tip, you eyed him, watching him squirm.
Wrapping your lips around his girth you began to bob your head up and down, taking him further and further into your throat, all the while watching him. You watched as his chest rose and fell in quick bursts. " ______.. stop.." Letting go of his cock with a pop, you rubbed yor cheek against it," I can't when it tastes this good.." You purred watching as he looked down at you, glasses askew. You took his cock and smacked your cheek with it, getting precum on your skin. His face swarmed with red heat as he took in the sight of you, torn between disgust and pleasure. An exctited sigh escaped your lips, as you continued your ministrations on his throbbing cock. One hand wrapped around his base, moving in sync with your mouth, as the other gripped his muscled thigh, it tensing with each drop of your lips. His hips began to involuntarily buck, reaching farther into your awaiting throat, causing you to gag. You knew he was about to bust as his cock began to swell, spurting his seed down your throat. " Fuck.." He groaned, body shuddering, head tilting back.
Drinking with enthusiasm, until there was nothing left. " Don't swallow it.. Spit it out.." He tried to exclaim breathlessly. " Too late. I couldn't help myself."
You began to move up his body, pushing his shirt up, and leaving kisses along the way. Finally you made it to his lips, locking yours with his. He writhed, trying to pull away from you, but you had him trapped. Knees placed at both sides of his hips, hands fisting sheets next to his black curls, you tried pushing your tongue behind his lips. But he refused, you bit his lip, gently at first before applying more pressure, until his mouth parted, and you darted your tongue past his lips to intertwine with his own. He arched his back, though his attempt to push you off failed, you ran your once cum coated tongue over his, before pushing off, gazing down at his wide eyed face. "____! What the fuck!" Sitting up, you pulled your jersey off, revealing your breasts, as you opted for no bra. Your shorts were next, his gaze moved down from your breasts to your now unclothed sex, a small puff of curls sat right above the slit. " You have no idea how long I waited for this.. I've always wanted to see the great quarterback Carlos Oliveira a squirming mess." Maneuvering your body up until your pussy was just inches away from his lips, hands holding onto the metal headboard," And to see him so subservient.. Now eat." You commanded, " I showered before you got here, so it's nice and clean.." He took in your musky sweet scent, and shook his head," I... I can't.." You let out a whine," You're making me feel self conscious.. You've never ate pussy before either have you?" You looked down to find his eyes narrowing," I figured as much.. Always time for a first time." You smirked, lowering your awaiting sex to his lips.
You felt his tongue dart out against your heated soaked lips before returning to its sanctuary. You let out a sigh then another whine, before grinding on his face," Cmon Carlos.. despite that phobia, I know you want too.." You heard him muffle something, the vibration making you whimper," You're being a tease.." Reaching down you pulled his head up by his hair, gently though, pressing him further into you. Finally you felt his tongue sliver across your woman hood, dipping between your folds," A little up.." You navigated him, until his tongue was pressing against your clit," There.. Keep it there.." He ran the flat of his tongue over the bundle of nerves, making you hum out his name. Glancing down you couldn't help but huff a laugh, seeing as his glasses were completely off his face now. He swathed his lips around your bud, sucking on it, watching as your face contorted in pleasure. He flicked it with the tip of his tongue causing your body to twitch, knees about to buckle. Your head dropped, leaning your forehead on your arm, locking eyes with him. He sucked harder, leaving your legs to shake," Yeah.. keep going.. I'm almost there.." You said, breathlessly.
You eventually reached your breaking point, your thighs squeezing against his head, coming fully undone, you moaned his name. " Fuck.. Carlos~" Your body continued reverberating as it finally calmed down enough for you to crawl down his body, taking in his slick covered face, your cum even coating his beard. You smirked at your work,"You look, delicious.." He breathed heavily, " Please let me go _____.. I can't fuck you properly like this.." You smirked," Nice try Oliveira, but I'm taking the reigns." You sat back, slicking yourself onto his aching cock. He struggled against the cuffs, but was unsuccesful as you sunk down on his twitching appendage. He arched his back, as you bounced, sliding your hand down to play with your clit. His eyes glazed over as he observed your ministrations, bucking up into you with a grunt, watching as his cock slid in with ease.
Eventually you moved into a more comfortable position, leaning forward you dropped one hand by his shoulders, holding yourself up, the other hand continuing to rub your cunt. You moaned, your breasts bouncing with each motion, they were practically jiggling in his face. You could feel yourself getting close, but he was closer, as his eyes screwed shut, hips beginning to stutter. Quickly you pulled off, his cock erupting and painting his stomach. Lulling his head back, you continued rubbing your bud till you hit your peak as well, your nectar dripping onto his now flacid cock. You breathed heavily, taking in your work, your hand wondering to the cum on his stomach, smearing it around. Your eyes wondered up to his face, drool tracing down the side of his mouth, tears trailing from his eyes, as his glasses sat warped on his face, hair almost matted.. God he looked so ruined.. You reached for the key on the nightstand and unlocked his cuffs, but before you could get up, he had you pinned," Since I'm already disgusting.. might as well make more of a mess."