College Girl Wallis "Brick" Bickers was heading into the parking lot at work. The local college had hired him as a building manager a few years back.
The pay is good but the work can be boring. Because of the recent growth in enrollments there is very little parking. He has to fight for parking spaces just like the regular staff from the transitioning waves of students.
There's never enough parking spaces. Multiple cars were circling the parking stalls like vultures. Brick saw a girl in an older car pull out past a parking space.
He assumed she was leaving and pulled by her to back in. She was fiddling around and not driving away, so Brick pulled back and asked if she was parking there. She was flustered and shy her face a little red, "Yu.yes," she said with a slight stutter, "I was going t-to back in." He smiled and pardoned himself then drove off. Finding another space not far away Brick circled back to see if she had trouble parking. She was just getting out of her car and blushed when he caught her eye.
"Sorry, I didn't think you were just parking." he offered. She moved a little stiff and kept looking down and brushing her waist or shirt. "No, no problem. I'm just a-a little distracted today." Trisha "Trish" Coldman was disheveled but cute. Her dirty blond hair just past her shoulders hung on the long sleeve, button down shirt.
The pale blue shirt matched the baggy faded blue jeans which appeared to be a size or two too large. Trish checked her things and locked the car. She focused on getting to class and just ignored everything else. Brick followed her to the doors watching her shuffle slowly and sighing occasionally. He jumped ahead of her and opened the doors, "Are you going to be OK?
You seem to be a little weak." Trish looked up with a shy smile, "Um." She hadn't noticed the companion had stayed with her until just now.
Brick was middle aged but still good looking. He had been a football star in high school and college. That's where he received his nickname, 'the Brick'. He had become a little stout but still very muscular with chiseled features. Trish noticed him and cleared her throat, "Uh, yeah. S-Slow today. Fine.
I'm f-fine. Thank you." Brick, ever the gentleman held the door for her. Inside she turned and started up the stairs. Brick could hear her gasp when she lifted her leg for the first step. Then she stopped to shake about half way up. He stayed out of sight and watched from around the corner. Brick wasn't the most refined guy.
I don't blame football or the testosterone fueled camaraderie that it instills. He just likes that rough guy character.
Still, that rough guy doesn't get many dates these days and most are cougars. A bit beyond his taste in age and aggression. At his age he isn't so intense and has gained some patience when a good thing comes around. He knows how to, pardon the phrase 'ride it out' as they say. Now he's still a bit rough, unrefined and bullish. That animalistic part of him was still strong, still in charge. That animal was sniffing the air and watching for tell-tale signs; movements; gasps, sighs, shivers, hand gestures, head gestures, body gestures.
Then he saw an obvious one. She spread her legs as she shook. It looked as if there was something in her pants pushing down against the crotch. Trish paused and reaching one hand between her legs, pushed something up tightly against her groin.
She called out, "Oh God!" Brick's mouth dropped. He saw her eyes pop open and he ducked behind the wall. Trish dazedly looked around to see if she was noticed.
Brick couldn't believe his eyes. He could hear her groan again and peered around the corner to find her rubbing a breast and massaging her groin firmly. Brick could feel his own groin tighten as he watched the erotic moment unfold.
He had a good idea what it meant. She took a deep breath and continued up the stairs. Brick quietly headed for the next stairwell in a plan to catch up with her again. His own groin needed a massage and he hoped she might need his tool. As he headed off, the plan formed in his imagination. A daydream unfolded like a cheap novel as he climbed the stairs: As planned he catches up with her partway down the second floor hallway.
Trish is leaned against the wall and breathing heavy. It was class time and the halls were empty. She's either early or late so Brick takes a chance, "What are you doing? Where are you supposed to be?" Trish looked up at Brick's firm stare. His large stature and strong features cause her to melt. He imagines that at that moment she is smitten by him and she feels weak in his presence, "Hold me." She reaches out her open arms to him.
He grabs one hand and pulling her down the hall says, "Come with me young lady." She stumbles along behind him gasping every few steps. Her hand slid between her legs to hold whatever it was firmly in place as they sped into the faculty hallway. Brick opens a spare faculty office and guides her inside, "Please sit down." Trish hesitates.
Brick closes the door and putting a firm hand on her shoulder, "Please." She squats and again gasps as she touched down, "Oh." Brick felt her pause and start to stand. He firmly pressed on her shoulder forcing her to sit. She straightened up and called out, "Fuck!" Brick laughed to himself.
He went over and sat behind the desk, "Young lady, what seems to be going on here?" he gave her a stern look waiting for her to answer. She was nervous and wiggled on the chair, "It's embarrassing. I, uh. my boyfriend." Brick leaned back in his chair, "I can't help you if you don't tell me the truth." Trish shook and groaned again. "My boyfriend complains about having an erection all the time." she started. Brick nodded understandingly. "He says he needs relief." "Uh huh, uh huh." ".or it gets worse." Brick leans forward on the desk getting closer to her listening intently.
"I told him, I get horny too. But, he said I wouldn't understand." She bit her lip and ground her seat into the chair, "uhh!" "So, you guys came to some agreement?" "YES! Oh. he said if I wore a dildo for a whole day, I would understand." "So, you agreed." Trish nodded her head weakly, "Today. He wouldn't fuck me this morning but put in a dildo and told me not to take it out all day." Suddenly, Brick was jolted back to reality as he came around the corner.
His plan to intercept her on the second floor has changing. Trish was walking steady and determined, passing Brick before he could catch her eye.
She had a wild grin and wide eyes. He wondered what was going through her mind and body. Part way down the far hallway he got his answer, she paused and grabbed the railing. Her body quivered. A moment later she continued on her way to the end of the empty hall. Brick waited as she walked into a classroom and out of sight. He was standing there thinking about his imagination. Life never goes quite as well as the dream. Wondering how much might still work out he planned a new strategy.
When her class was over, he would be nearby. Trisha on the other hand was enjoying class much more than normal. Once surrounded by her classmates she loosened up and engaged with instruction. Even with some moments of surprise when the dildo shifted suddenly inside her.
But by the end of class she had almost completely forgotten the dildo and when they were released by the teacher she stood up enthusiastically. Her dried juices had glued the dildo to her tender skin and little curly hairs. They jerked her tender parts suddenly reminding her. Her face went red and she froze as the pain caused her to squeaked. One of her friends saw and stopped to check on her, "You OK Trish?" Trish smiled with a wild grin, "Oh yeah!
J-Just need to go s-slow for a minute. I'll catch up with you in the quad." Her friend asked if she was sure then just shrugged and joining their other classmates, filed out. Trish slowly waddled her way towards the door. Her body feeling the glue starting to release. The room had emptied out and she was alone long enough to reach into her pants and free up the dildo which was still stuck to her pussy hairs.
She wiggled it around lubing it back up with her juices. It felt exciting in an erotic way. She closed her eyes and moved it in and out a few times. Aroused and satisfied that it wouldn't be painfully stuck for a little while she left the classroom. Brick pretended to be checking a fire extinguisher in the middle of the hall. Trish didn't notice him and started towards the bathroom to clean up a little.
She walked slow and deliberate as she passed Brick. He followed her down the hallway and when she stopped to quiver and catch her breath, he was there, "Hi again." She jumped and turned to look at him with a shy glance, "Oh, h-Hi." Her face blushed. Brick was getting bolder, "Would you like to sit down? There's a quiet place just around the corner." "Yeah, sure. Maybe." Trish smiled trying to remember where she'd seen him before, "Do you work here?" Brick noticed her starting to fade towards the wall.
He put his arm under hers and taking control, walked her towards the faculty offices, "Yes. A master of sorts." She was a little apprehensive but hung on his arm as they made it to the same place Brick had fantasized about before.
She moaned as they turned the corner. The dildo was performing it's magic with each wiggly step. Brick was urging her to move a little faster and when they stopped, she shuttered. Brick smiled to himself, opened the office door and invited her in, "Please sit down." She now felt confident he worked at the college and kept her head down in a very shy or embarrassed manner.
"I can stand." Brick placed a strong hand on her shoulder and insisted. He was doing his best to control the situation. She felt guilty, gave in and set herself down gently with a small gasp. He pushed down on her shoulder for good measure. Brick then sat in the office desk, "I saw you, just now. in the classroom. And again in the hall. So, are you going to tell me what this is all about?" Not realizing that Brick had no reason to question her and was just fishing, she tried to smile and shrugged her shoulders.
Brick just remained quiet and stared at her. Her embarrassment grew in the silence. The dildo seemed to pulse with her heartbeat. Trish wiggled in the chair and moaned under her breath. The thing inside her private spot was itching and needed a good scratching.
She looked around and played with her hair trying not to look Brick in the eyes. He got up and walking to the door, locked it. "You know I want to help. but I can't unless you tell me the truth." She coughed and tried to hide her embarrassment. Her face turned red as she stopped herself from reaching between her legs to adjust what was down there. He watched her cues and turned up the heat. Brick sighed, "Fine.
I'll take you to the nurse and they can discover what's going on. It will go into your record." Suddenly she spoke up, "No! I'm Ok. j-just something. embarrassing." Brick watched her intently for more tells, "It is my responsibility to report any health issues. If you can't share it with me, I have no choice." Trish sighed and slumped down in the chair, "It's a long story. my boyfriend. made me wear it." Brick couldn't believe his ears.
He figured she was wearing a dildo but he only imagined her boyfriend had anything to do with it, "Let me guess. He said you wouldn't understand how it feels to be a guy. With a penis that gets hard all the time. unless you wore a dildo. all day?" Trish put one hand on her chest and gasped. Brick felt he had her, "Is he saying he wants other girlfriends?
Is he withholding his love?" Brick was pushing his luck already, but something egged him on. Trish put both hands between her legs and sobbed, "Yes. It started in the Summer." Great, Brick thought to himself, is she going to need real guidance? Her eyes watered as she looked up pleadingly. He softened a little and went over and sat in the desk chair.
He pretended to search in the desk drawer for something, "When is your next class?" Trish pulled herself together a little and wiped her eyes, "Two hours or so. I-I don't think I can make it now. I'm so embarrassed." Brick knew she was lost, knew he had to help, knew he wanted more.
He handed her a tissue from the drawer and took a deep breath. How to proceed. Calmer down and send her home or keep exciting her and see what happens.
She's obviously excited from wearing the dildo all morning. He watched her, saw the signs. His lecherous side was still in control, pushing his buttons, "I think you're fine. You can make class if you just relax. Unwind a little." He watched her face and she appeared to take his comments well, straightening up and clearing her throat, "Do you. do you think so?" He walked around the desk and sat on the corner near her, "Absolutely!
Strong girl like you. You act shy. But I'll bet you have it all under control. You know what you want. Don't listen to stupid boys." Brick watched carefully as she shyly smiled. She meant to relax in the chair but rediscovered the dildo buried below.
Her body twitched as she couldn't decide how to sit with the stimulating shaft shifting in place. Her butt wiggled in the chair until she arched. She closed her eyes as her face went soft. Brick's face had a dirty grin.
Trish jumped and was suddenly aroused. Her eyes snapped open. She thought what Brick said was right, she knew what she wanted and he seemed hansom. She blushed and pulled the hair behind her ear so she could get a clear view of him. Brick was watching and smiled, "When I played football, and I did, it was always the shy kids that could really blindside you." Trish giggled and squeezed her legs together stimulating her arousal.
Brick took a chance and putting his hands in his back pockets stood up tightening the pants around his groin. The outline of his thick dick hanging down his leg was obvious. He hoped it was obvious to Trish as well, "If there's anything I can do to help." Her eyes wandered to his groin and became glued to the shape outlined in his pants. She felt excited and empowered. Her mouth opened. The things he had said about the shy ones, about her boyfriend. Her muscles squeezed the dildo as she rocked on her seat.
She was suddenly confident and bold. One hand slipped between her legs and cupping her pussy, squeezed the dildo in. A moan escaped her open mouth. She arched her back thinking about how big his thick dick would be. Brick turned away leaving her to fantasize and headed back towards the desk. He adjusted his pants and put on his best game face, "Due to the circumstances, I can't tell you what to do.
But." he turned around and his pants were in a tent rising to his waistline. His pole nearly poking out the top of his pants. ".if there is something I can do, you can tell me. This is a safe place." Trish couldn't take her eyes off his growing dick. Brick gloated and puffed up his chest. Trish wiggled on her chair and gasped, "I. I think. I like." Brick sat down in the chair hiding the prize from her eyes, "We've got plenty of time.
Whatever you need. I'm here for you." Trish sat up to look over the desk searching for the sight of that big dick. This ground the dildo deeper causing her to shake and bounce, "Oh God!" Brick smiled. He watched her patiently for a few moments as she swallowed, blushed and closed her eyes. "I. like. s-sucking. COCK!" she shook again, both hands now in her lap. Brick couldn't believe his ears. His fantasy crashed back into reality. He got up and walked over next to her in a consoling manner, "Don't be ashamed.
That doesn't make you bad or dirty." Trish opened her eyes to see the wonderful sight. Brick's tent was close enough to touch, close enough to kiss. Her hands reached for his belt and started to fiddle as she spoke softly, "Ted, my boyfriend. calls me a freak because I like. s-sucking his. he calls me a-a slut." Her voice trailed off as she pulled Brick's dick into sight.
Her eyes widened with her mouth and drool pooled on her tongue in anticipation. "That's not true!" Brick assured her as he watched her face when she saw his pole.
He liked shy girls because they wanted to prove their sex appeal. While girls that knew how to use their looks to get what they wanted, rarely wanted sex.
The shy girls tried the hardest. Trish looked at the snake as she ran her hand over it, "Wow. that's nice." Brick was thinking the same thing, "I'm glad you like it. I think it likes you too." It started to thicken and point towards her moist mouth. She could feel it pulsing in her hand. Leaning forward she kissed the shaft and licked up towards the head.
It jumped in her hand. She moaned and squeezed the dildo between her legs then closed her eyes. Slowly she opened her mouth and pressed the head against it. It filled her mouth forcing her jaw open, she could barely fit it in and she moaned unhappily as she pulled it out to try again.
She slobbered and licked the head and shaft so it would slip in easier. Her mouth relaxed and the second time the head pushed in filling her mouth again.
Brick was amazed. Not many women can put it in their mouth so easily or eagerly. She was able to get the head into her mouth and roll her tongue around it.
He tried to hold still and let her control the moment, "Do you really like it?" She made 'mmm hmm' sounds as she nodded her head trying to keep it in her mouth.
Trish worked it further in as she slobbered and slurped, sucking the head and rubbing the shaft with her hand. The shaft hardened as the head grew and pushed to the back of her throat. The idea of it choking her made her weak. She wanted more of it.
Her hand squeezed the shaft and pulled until the head pressed against her throat. Her head pumped on the huge organ. The head knocking on the door to her throat.
Brick encouraged her efforts with little thrusts until the head popped into her throat. She convulsed as the huge snake choked her. Unable to breath she pulled back allowing the monstrous head to slip from her throat. After a couple breaths she again forced the huge head back into her throat. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the sensations flushed through her. She gagged again but kept stroking it with her hand, mouth and throat.
Trish pulled it out, breathing heavy and kissed the head, "It's so big." She bounced up and down on her seat letting the dildo pump in and out. Then opening wide she sucked the huge thing back into her throat and joined the rhythm of her dildo. Pumping them both in and out as she rocketed to an orgasm.
Her hand went down her pants to play with the dildo as she lifted off the seat. Brick was amazed. She was so hot, how could her boyfriend treat her so poorly. He watched her enjoy sucking on his monster dick. Brick put his hand on her head and pushed it in a little further.
Trish shook and twisted her head making Brick groan. She pulled off gasping, "Do that again. Shove it down my throat!" Her mouth engulfed the head as she pulled on the shaft, forcing into her throat. Brick put both hands on her head this time and pressed firmly with his hips.
The giant snake slithered slowing between her lips. Her hands grabbed at his legs making a pumping motion. Brick pulled out to let her catch a breath then pushed on, pumping hard against her tight throat. Trish's body went limp and jerked in spasms. A throat orgasm. Brick gave her some air before continuing, getting half of his length into her throat. He started taking long deep strokes as Trish returned to stroking the shaft and doing her best to help stuff her throat.
Suddenly, she jumped from her seat, the monster escaping from her sucking mouth, "I need it. now!" With that, she dropped her pants, the dildo falling to the floor. She climbed on the desk, laying on her back and spreading her legs she pulled her pussy lips apart inviting Brick's dick in. She was already wet from the morning ride. He pulled her to the edge of the desk and pressed the head between her slick lips. It slowly disappeared into her.
She closed her eyes, "More." Brick pushed in a little further but she was tight. He pulled back a little and pushed further.
Trish closed her eyes and shook. At halfway in Brick paused, pulled back a little and pressed on. Trish was jerking and whining as it worked it's way deeper into her waiting canal. When it wouldn't go any further Brick paused.
He was amazed that she took so much so quickly. She rubbed her belly and squeezed his cock with her muscles. The head seem to bulge her tummy every time he pumped it in. Looking down she pouted, "Push it all the way in." Brick shook his head. He didn't want to hurt her and he knew how much most women can take on the first try. Trish was breathing hard and whining.
She lay her head back, "So deep. fuck me with it." Brick pulled back and the monster slipped from her depths. He pushed back in and watched as it slid through her pussy lips. She squeezed again, "That's it." He pumped a couple more times and watched her as she wrapped her legs around his ass. "Yeah. so good. faster." she moaned a little weaker, quieter. He picked up speed and started bottoming out on something with each stroke until suddenly Trish tightened the grip with her legs and Brick felt his cock pop into her womb.
Trish shook and held Brick there. After a moment she wiggled and weakly said, "That's it. right there. Don't stop." Brick began pumping again. The head popping in and out of her sacred palace. The obstacle penetrated, his monster inched further in to Brick's amazement. Her tummy obviously extended now. The huge dick filled her slim body forming a lump as it worked it's way even deeper. Trish's hands rubbed the lump in her belly and she looked down to see how much of that beast was still not in.
His shaft disappeared inch by inch, stroke by stroke until he reached her crease. As soon as her pussy pressed against his pubic bone, she began coming and squirted her juices around his meat. "YES! Yes! YES!" Trish's pussy was gripping his meat like a hand stroking his shaft. She was convulsing against him and dripping as she went through wave after wave of orgasms.
Brick was grunting and trying not to cum as he watched her amazingly erotic display. Her young body impaled on his monster cock, wanting more and riding it for all it was worth. He grabbed her waist and held her there, his dick still buried to the hilt. After a few minutes of convulsing she began winding down and Brick attempted to extricate his huge cock.
It took another minute before her grip relaxed and his cock softened enough that it was able to pull out. Brick was holding back a huge orgasm. His cock pulsed with his heartbeat. The head finally popped out of from between her legs and stuck straight out. Trish's body was limp except for an occasional jerk. Her mind still far away. She caught her breath. Her mind returning and realizing she was half naked, rolled off the desk and slipped her pants back on.
Brick's cock was throbbing and oozing juices as he watched her quickly and shyly dress. She saw the juices hanging from the tip and gave it a quick lick.
Then the dildo fell from her pants and bounced on the floor. Brick handed her the dildo, "What are you going to do with this?" Looking at it and then Brick's cock, she slid it into her pants pocket, "MY. my boyfriend's a jerk." Brick smiled, "Maybe you should tell him to ride it for a day!?" Trish blushed and nodded.
She wobbled to the door, "Thanks. for your help. maybe later. if you don't." He fished in his shirt pocket for his personal card and handed it to her, "I'm here to help you. Whenever you need me." She took the card and kissed it, placed it in her pocket with the dildo then waddled out the door. Brick watched her leave replaying what had just happened, thought how crazy it was. His stiff prick was starting to droop, his knees suddenly weak.
Brick collapsed on the floor next to the wet spot on the carpet, "College Girl!"