[TAM: Evening the Odds] Chapters 38 & 39. (Patreon)

[TAM: Evening the Odds] Chapters 38 & 39.

Chapter 38: Making it up to her.

We began to undress each other rather slowly. One button undone over here, two buttons undone ever there, all while planting soft, lingering kisses all over the other’s face.

Emma pushed me down on the bed and crawled on top of me, kissing and licking my chin while I pushed down her pants. She was wearing pure white lace panties truly befitting of an angel, and when the side of my hand brushed against them I found them to be absolutely drenched. I touched her inner thighs and found them growing moist with the juices dripping down them.

She smirked at me. “Do you believe me now?” she asked me, nibbling my lower lip. “I can almost picture it. The eyes of those two girls going wide at the sight of your massive cock, their jaws dropping and mouths starting to salivate. They got their first taste, and I bet you right now they’re thinking of how they need another one.”

My dick throbbed painfully in my pants. I caressed Emma’s legs and moved my hands to her ass, squeezing it firmly and pushing it up before letting go. It almost seemed to bounce.

“I can almost, almost picture it.” Emma breathed out against my neck and rubbed my erection through my pants. “The issue is that my imagination is… lacking. I want to see it for myself one day, from up close.”

I gently held her face with both hands, pulled her closer and kissed her lips. “Anything you want.” I kissed her again. “Everything you want.”

“I want you to make me come, and not just once. I need it badly, David. Do this for me and you’re 100% forgiven,” she told me with a teasing smirk.

I rolled us over in one swift move, switching our positions so that I was the one on top. I began kissing down her body, starting from her cheek and down to her neck and her collarbone. I helped her out of her top and continued worshiping her body, kissing her cleavage and nibbling her nipple over her white lace bra. She giggled and squirmed when I got to her stomach and lower belly.

I slowly pulled down her pants, letting the back of my fingers brush against her perfectly smooth skin. I then began kissing up her legs, her knees, her thighs. When I reached her crotch, Emma spread her legs wide.

“You look so sexy in lingerie,” I told her, tracing a finger along the lace pattern before moving them aside. Her glistening pussy was dripping, and the faintest sweet smell hit my nose.

 I dove in with wild abandon, lapping her slit and drinking her juices like it was nectar. Emma moaned, her legs tensing up as she also grabbed onto the bed cover. I paid close attention to her reactions, needing to know not just what felt good for her, but what felt the best.

I pushed my tongue inside her, as far as it would go. My nose also pressed against her, and I think she also liked feeling my breathing against her lower lips. I found her little nub at the top and began to tease it with my fingers as I continued eating her out.

“Hah…! Mmm… Yes…!”

Emma breathed hard and kept herself from squirming too much. Her hips, however, spasmed every other moment. I glanced up at one point and saw her staring at the ceiling with eyes wide, her mouth open and her tongue slightly out. I didn’t stop. I kept licking her pussy inside, rubbing her clit, drinking her juices. It was almost making me drunk, and I welcomed it.

I don’t know how long I was at it, but I’d be willing to bet Emma went through a few small orgasms before hitting the big one. For that, she pulled hard on the covers of the bed and went stiff as a board, her hips raising against her will. I held onto her and kept my mouth on her pussy, eating her out even as she climaxed.

“Aaaah! Oooh, fuuuck…! Mmmm! Hng!” She breathed hard and turned her upper body from one side to the other, her breasts bouncing and swaying. “Love…! Oh my GOD, David, fuck me! Fuck me now and fuck me hard!”

I was ready to keep servicing her for another hour or so, but with how intensely she was asking for it, I realized it was time to be a good boy and do as I was told. 

I got on top of her, and guided my cock to her pussy. I slid inside with a single thrust, yet her walls clamped around me and sucked me even deeper, unwilling to let me go. With my extended arms on the bed at both sides of Emma supporting the weight of my body, I began to quickly thrust into her. She was so tight I almost felt like I was pulling her with me every time I pulled out, and as she asked of me, I pushed in hard enough for us to rock the bed below us.

Emma moaned loudly, at times even grunting when my hips smacked against hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck without pulling me closer. She stared into my eyes with a look and a smile of pure ecstasy and love I knew I’d be trying my best to reciprocate for the rest of my life. I kept driving my cock in and out of her wet, hot pussy and listening to the sounds of flesh on flesh, our combined moans and the squeaking of the bed.

“There, right there! Just like… Uhn! Like that! Just… Just a bit more…!”

I felt the entire area between my legs burning and the heat spreading to every part of my body. My face, my ears, the back of my neck. My heart was pumping fast. I was so, so damn close, but I wouldn’t allow myself to come before Emma did.

I cupped one of her tits and began to fondle it, rubbing her nipple with my thumb. Emma opened her mouth and let out a shaky breath. She wrapped her legs around me and pushed me deeper into her as she came, her back arching while the rest of her body trembled and her pussy gripped me hard, squeezing my own orgasm out of me.

I came inside Emma and the intense pleasure made my whole body shiver as well. My head hung, and I stared at my lover as we caught our breaths.

She smiled at me, giggling. “Okay… You’re forgiven.”

I shook my head. “Not yet. We’re not done yet. Not until you pass out.”

Emma swallowed and cupped my cheek. “David… Promise me you’ll still love me. Even if there are other women, please… Promise me.”

“I promise. I’ll love you forever and always. I won’t hurt you ever again.”

She pulled me close and kissed me. We stayed like that for a long while, making out. When we were both ready, we went at it again. It was a long night and I was pretty tired the next day, but I don’t regret it one bit.

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Chapter 39: Talking to Ms. Owens and investigation results.

Emma couldn’t stay at my place, of course. She needed to change clothes and get her stuff for school, so she went back home at about 4:00 am. She did get some sleep with me, at least, but I hardly got a wink. Had too much on my mind. Emma had forgiven me and things were good between us. I checked the point history in the AMA and saw the first dip ever. Emma’s affection score had gone down 7 points when I told her about what happened with Emily and Megan, then went back up to 100 as we talked.

The app really is too powerful. It got me out of an awful situation that was entirely my fault, and realized that if I relied too much on it, I’d become the sort of person I never wanted to be in the first place. It was a wake up call, in a way.

That said, awful situations that were totally not my fault? I’d use whatever I could to get out of it. The case of defamation was still on, so I had to focus my energy on that. Tired as I was, I still jogged to school. Had to.

I had English class on the first period, and since I was arriving earlier to school since I started jogging, I was alone in the classroom. There were still 15 minutes before class started.

“Oh good, you’re here.” The familiar voice of Ms. Owens made me look towards the door and I found myself smiling. 

I really do think Emma is a great, responsible teacher, but Ms. Owens somehow resonates with me much more, probably because our academic interests and philosophies are very similar.

“Ms. Owens. Good morning,” I greeted politely.

“Good morning Mr. Walker. Would you please come to my office for a moment? We need to talk.” She wasted no time in heading there, trusting I would follow immediately. Of course, I did.

Now in her office, I saw her expression soften and her body relax. She was careful about keeping appearances around school, even if there was barely anyone around this early. It’s that commitment and discipline that I admire in her.

“How are you doing? Feeling better?” she asked with a kind smile as she sat on the chair behind her desk, prompting me to sit on the one across from her.

“Yes, for the most part. There’s been a lot on my mind.” I sighed. Could really tell her just how hectic everything was yesterday. “Still, I’d like to believe I’ll be able to keep my head cool today.”

“You managed to stand your ground admirably in front of the headmistress. You’ll be fine,” she praised. “I’m serious. I truly believe any other student and more than a few teachers would have lost their cool in your situation. You managed to buy yourself more time.”

“Please, that was all you,” I told her, shaking my head. “If you hadn’t intervened, she would’ve continued questioning me until I gave her something to use against me. I didn’t get to thank you for it, so, well, thank you.” I smiled at her.

“I just presented the facts as they are. Still, I’ve already made it clear that I want to support you on this, so I’ll accept your thanks.” She smiled confidently.

“And you have no idea just how lucky I feel to know I have you on my side.” I chuckled and shook my head again. “At risk of coming off as a bootlicker, I have to say that… Well, you’re really an inspiration for me, Ms. Owens. You’re reliable, poised, professional, capable… I’ve cursed my luck countless times since coming to Hayes, but I’m thankful that I got to meet you.”

I think I caught her off guard with that. She looked a little taken aback, even bashful all of a sudden. Still, I had to say it. There was a chance I could be gone from this school, regardless of my or anyone else’s efforts. I had to say it.

“You’re a good student, David. But more importantly, you’re a good, honest person. I shouldn’t be saying this, but I, too, am happy I got to meet you, and I look forward to getting to know you more. Maybe such a friendly relationship between us is not appropriate, but you’re not one to care about that, are you?” She smirked teasingly at me.

Honestly, I wasn’t exactly feeling very good and honest lately, so I couldn’t be too happy knowing Ms. Owens felt that way about me. Still… It did raise my spirits. “I’d be thrilled to be able to call you a friend, Ms. Owens.” I told her with a sheepish smile.

“Then start calling me Mia whenever we’re in private. I trust you’ll have no problems doing that.” She chuckled. “Look at us. I just wanted to know how you were doing and it ended up like this. You’re an interesting young man, David.”

“And you’re an interesting woman, Mia.” Man, saying her name felt weird, almost disrespectful. But she asked me to do it, so I’d have to get used to it.

She insisted I went to the classroom first, saying she’d follow in a minute. I took that opportunity to look at her score since I hadn’t checked it in a while.

[Owens, Mia - Affection Score: 76 / Love Score: 2]

Wait, excuse me? There was a love score now? Sure, it was only 2, but the fact the feelings were there meant they could grow stronger. I had to push down the fantasies of having Mia as a girlfriend. Emma had given her consent, but I still had to keep myself in check. Really, maybe I’m not not a good and honest person at all.

Classes went by, and at lunch, Emily and Megan found me to talk about the results of their investigation. Thankfully, they understood this wasn’t the time to talk about other matters, so they didn't even bring up anything related to what we did yesterday. We went to the rooftop again to have more privacy, and I hoped that this wouldn’t be interrupted by those who shall not be named.

“We actually found someone willing to speak in your favor,” Emily said, already starting with good news. “She’s a girl from the debate club. She’s the captain of the team.”

“Wait, you mean Sophia?” Hearing that it was someone I knew was almost like a jumpscare.

“You know her?” Megan asked curiously.

I nodded. “I was invited to be a judge for a debate the other day, that’s when I met her.”

“Sadly, she said she doesn’t know anything about this case in particular, but that she’ll speak on behalf of other people she knows have been victims of the hyenas,” the blonde explained. “That should help, right?”

“It should.” I nodded again. “It won’t clear my name, but it’ll make those girls’ testimony muddier.”

“We couldn’t really find anyone else, but we did find something… unnerving,” Megan said with a frown. “Is it true you were once caught in the women's locker room in high school? Stealing clothes?”

“Or that you joined the ballet club just to stare at the girls’ asses?” Emily added.

“...” My face contorted in utter confusion and bewilderment. “What are you talking about? That NEVER happened! I’ve never gone into a girls’ locker room and my school didn’t even have a ballet club! Where did that even come from?”

“Those are the kind of rumors going around about you. There’s also one that says you’re in this school because you bribed the headmistress to let you in so you could do perverted things to the girls here,” Megan explained.

“What the hell? I never wanted to come here in the first place! It was all my father’s idea!” I began to pace around, angry, uncomfortable, restless. “Why are those rumors going around about me and why do they all frame me as a pervert!?”

“Don’t ask us. This is the first we’ve heard about them.” Emily raised her hands in defense.

“Yeah, but we’re normally out of the loop when it comes to gossip.” Megan sighed. “Everyone else we asked seemed to say something new though.”

“Is that why everyone here hates me?” I started to wonder. Did someone spread rumors about me to make me look bad?

…

It was Olivia and her friends, wasn’t it? If so, it made sense that everyone would believe I was a sexual offender. I was a horny young man, sure, but I kept it all to myself! Only now did I start actually living some of my fantasies, and it was always with consent!

…

M-Mostly.

“Alright then, I get the picture.” I let out a heavy groan. “Thanks girls, this helps a lot.” I shot them an honest smile, making Emily return it with a grin as Megan giggled.

“Think you can do something with it?” The brunette asked.

“If anything else, my clean records should contradict the rumors. It really helps, but the real issue remains. How do I prove I didn’t force myself on Jessica? I’m starting to feel confident I can avoid expulsion, but not with a clean name.”

“Yeah, girls will want to believe the guy they’ve been shunning really is as bad as they thought,” Emily said. “But hey, so long as you get to stay, there will be time to prove everyone wrong, right?”

Normally, I would’ve said there was no chance. At least, not to prove to EVERYONE I wasn’t that type of guy. But with the AMA…

“Maybe. Who knows.”

Still had to fight to make sure I stayed. One thing at a time, David. One thing at a time.