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“Fine, alright I’ll go with you!” Marie finally caved as she looked into her blonde roommate's wounded deer eyes.
Emma jumped around in glee after she had strong-armed the homokinetic into attending a party with her and the cute sophomore who had asked her out, Sam Riordan.
He was the little brother of Luke Riordan, best friend to Jordan Li, or so she learned from instagram. She holed herself up in the computer lab on campus until she had created a profile her rejection from Brink’s Crime Fighting 101 class.
“This isn’t even a fair trade,” Marie murmured under her breath.
“Oh well I’d say the likes, views, and follows that come along with your side of the bargain will be far worth more than one night of fun,” Emma said cockily.
“Oh yeah, third wheeling, so fun,” Marie said in a huff.
“Oh please, there will be plenty of cute guys for you to hook up with at the party… or girls, not judging,” she responded slyly.
A certain bigender supe crossed her mind with her infectious smile and perfectly shaped bob, or their slicked back cropped hair and impossibly red lips.
Instead of answering Emma’s question, Marie said, “Can I borrow some clothes… and can you help me with my hair and makeup?”
“Emma I can’t even walk in these!” Marie exclaimed as she balanced the high heels and skin tight leather pants.
“But damn if you aren’t looking good doing it!” Her friend called out from beside her causing Marie to roll her eyes at Emma’s bluntness, turning around to see her friend recording her.
“Emma!” Marie cried out.
“What? The butt is the new face!” This caused her and Marie to burst out laughing which Emma joined in on which only hampered Marie’s ability to walk straight.
Their laughter drew a friendly figure towards the duo.
Soon, Marie heard a voice call out, “Emma!”
She turned her head to find Sam waving them over towards his group which consisted of Luke, Cate, Andre, and, of course, Jordan.
Sam hugged Emma on site and turned towards everyone with one arm around her. “Everyone, you know Emma. This is her roommate Marie. Marie, this is Luke, Cate, Andre, and Jordan.”
While everyone else greeted Marie with pleasantries, Jordan replied, “yeah, we’ve met.”
Marie cocked her head to the side as she asked them, “are you going to reject me from this outing too?”
“I’d love to,” Jordan said, their eyes flashing.
“Play nice or I’m not going to share my drugs with you,” Andre said.
To this Jordan laughed, putting their hands up in surrender with a careful smile arising on his face.
Cate had pulled her onto the dance floor and began to throw her hands in the air, sway her hips, and flip her hair back and forth the way that she had always seen white women do on TV. This kind of movement was just as foreign to her as her own cultural dance traditions.
Marie had grown up watching her mothers, aunties, and cousins dance while growing up, often mesmerized by the beautiful traditions of her culture. The dancing at this party was… very different from the rhythmic rolling of the waist and the isolation of the hips she had always been too afraid to attempt.
As the molly the group had offered her sunk into her bloodstream, she had the confidence that she needed to attempt the risqué dance moves. As she lost herself in the ambiance of the club, she found a light flashing towards her.
She was unable to stop the shake of her shoulders and the way that her head tilted back as she saw her personal paparazzi following her around with a bewildered Sam trailing behind.
Marie held out her hand getting close to the camera saying, “no flash photography,” causing the two girls to lose themselves in laughter again.
Emma was soon pulled away by Sam and her original partner became distracted with Luke. Andre was flirting with a random girl in a corner.
The only person that remained unaccounted for called out from behind her, “Moreau.”
Marie turned around to find Jordan standing behind her with a small smirk on her face. “In need of a new partner?”
Marie looked down at the girl before her.
Jordan had been challenging her all night, first regarding her presence, then questioning whether she’d do molly with them. She felt like she couldn’t back down from this challenge and proceeded to walk up to her partner.
“Try to keep up,” she said as she began to resume moving to the beat in sync. Jordan began to dance along with Marie slowly closing the small gap between the two girls. Marie didn’t need her powers to sense that Jordan’s heart was beating rapidly.
The front of their bodies were nearly pressed together. Jordan gazed down at Marie’s lips and Marie felt her stomach twinge. Before Marie could lean in any further she found herself being turned around and pressed against a body, supple breasts replaced with a firm strong chest.
Jordan’s big arms wrapped around Marie’s curvy body with their hands beginning to rub up her thighs. This caused Marie to buck her hips back compulsively before she began doing a series of body rolls matching the beat of the music.
Jordan began to gently push down Marie’s back causing her to arch a bit and place her hands on her knees as ticked her hips against Jordan’s finding her movement more fluid in this position than upright.
Jordan matched Marie’s rhythm and the beat of the music as they grinded their pelvis into Marie’s lightly cupping her ass before giving it a firm slap which only encouraged Marie’s movements to become faster.
This wasn’t enough for Jordan, they need more friction, and not just the kind elicited by their member rubbing against their jeans.
Soon Marie found herself upright facing Jordan again. This time, neither of them wasted any time in closing the gap between them.
The kiss was hungry, aggressive, and addictive. Jordan shifted into their female form to try to hamper their raging hard on for Marie. It was harder to fight Marie for dominance when she hovered over her but if Jordan had their way, she’d have plenty of time to whip Moreau into submission this evening.
Marie felt Jordan’s hands grabbing her ass as she held onto her supine neck trying to consume as much of the bi- gender supe as much as possible. The moans coming from the two of them were as in sync as their dance moves had been, but their kisses had no rhythm.
They were wet, open mouthed, and dominating with Jordan leading the charge as they nibbled and occasionally bit down on Marie’s lips loving the moan that fell from lips as she did so. Jordan pitched Marie’s soft ass to accent the bite on her lip eliciting a sound that sobered her up enough to know that she needed to get this girl to bed.
“Fuck Moreau,” Jordan moaned out as they continued their minstraitions against Marie, toying with the waistband of her pants. “What do you say I will give you a private lesson tonight?”
Jordan’s obvious reference to Marie’s rejection from class reminded her of just how much of an asshole they were and as she turned to move from Jordan in anger, Jordan took that opportunity to press their member against her causing her to freeze.
“Where do you think you're going, what happened to all that zeal you had in my office?” Jordan asked cockily as they maneuvered her pigtail from her neck.
Their lips moved to Marie’s neck which they had neglected all night in place of more enticing spots on Marie’s body, they would rectify this now.
“Jordan,” Marie breathed out which resulted in a bite that hurt so good.
“Class is in session Moreau, sir or Mr. Li will do.”
“Will daddy work?” Marie said, batting her eyes sweetly causing an animalistic growl to be elicited from Jordan’s lips.
Jordan had barely been able to get their door open as Marie sucked on their neck while they tried to open the door. As soon as their door was open they shifted back into their male form and slammed Marie against the nearest wall.
Utilizing their super strength they lifted her up by the ass gripping tightly as they recaptured her lips continuing their assault on Marie’s mouth biting down and sucking. Jordan wasted no time in removing Marie’s top from her body with her bra following not too long after.
Eager to get back to Marie’s lips they leaned in with eyes closed only to realize that they hadn’t met their target. Marie repeatedly leaned back in an effort to tease Jordan which they found to be bemusing, which they expressed through a frustrated grunt.
Before they could lean in again, Jordan found their shirt being removed by Marie who stabilized herself through rapping her strong legs around their waist.
Marie let herself down causing Jordan to pout a little as Marie trailed her index finger along Jordan’s tattooed forearm before shifting to their ripped abdomen. Marie found herself sinking down as her hand did until she was on her knees.
In this position, she was grateful that Emma had placed her hair in two high ponytails away from her face. Jordan looked down at Marie with wanton need brimming in their eyes. Marie slowly unzipped Jordan’s pants and palmed them through their navy blue boxers feeling them grow even larger in their hands.
“Is this satisfactory sir?” Marie called out to Jordan feigning innocence in her eyes.
Jordan’s hips bucked wildly as they moaned before fixing their composure as they said, “I’ll be fucking satisfied when you put those pretty lips to use.”
“Maybe you should give me a hands on lesson,” Marie shot back hotly, causing Jordan’s eyes to light up.
“Yeah okay they said as they pulled down their boxers stepping out of them and wrapping Marie’s nimble hands against their rock hard dick slowly positioning it towards her mouth.
“Tell me what to do with my mouth, daddy?” Marie said looking up mischievously.
“Open up those pretty lips and have a taste,” they said lowly as Marie’s lips dutifully parted.
Marie licked the tip tasting Jordan’s precum as Jordan looked up hoping to not come too fast with how hard Marie had been working them that night. Marie’s tongue began to swirl against the tip as she pressed it flat against the top.
Jordan moaned out, “oh shit, Marie! Keep going.”
Marie opened her red painted lips fully, consuming more of Jordan’s big, hard dick as she clamped down applying pressure. With each suck, Marie took more into her mouth, eventually curling her hands into tiny balls to be able to take more of Jordan in.
“Mor- shit, fuck, ugh!” Jordan cried out as they wrapped their hand in her hair for support as it didn’t feel like the wall behind his back was enough. “That’s it, so fucking good, you’re doing so fucking good for daddy.”
Jordan released every curse word in the book and then some as Marie ran their lips up and down their dick, eliciting a barrage of images in Jordan’s mind of what else could be going up and down their member.
Jordan pulled Marie off their dick as they stood up pulling Marie to her feet and dragging her towards their bed. Jordan shoved Marie onto the bed pushing her down, shifting into their female form.
Jordan kissed down Marie’s body from her neck to her torso that they had almost forgotten that they exposed earlier… almost. They placed matching kisses on Marie’s perfect firm tits before removing her tight pants.
Jordan then moved onto Marie’s thong which they pulled down with her teeth. Jordan threw the panties onto the floor behind them without much of a second thought as they grabbed a belt hanging over the side of their bed and tied down Marie’s hands.
“Is this okay?” Jordan said before setting the final lock in place. Marie nodded vigorously. “I need verbal consent baby.”
“Fuck yes, Jordan please!” Marie called out a naked withering mess, and Jordan hadn’t even touched her yet.
“What should our safe word be?” Jordan asked Marie as they finished their knot. “Gatekeep?”
“I hate you,” Marie called out as she rolled her eyes at Jordan who laughed as they shifted into their female form.
Marie found herself with her legs spread wide and bent at the knee as Jordan got comfortable between her legs. The erotic position alone was enough to make her moan like crazy without Jordan eyeing down her clit like it was her final salvation.
Jordan tucked a strand of hair from her bob behind her ears as she leaned in to give Marie a slight lick to her clit before pecking at her thighs.
Jordan peppered both of Marie’s thighs with butterfly kisses while running a single finger along her clit getting lost in the moisture. They stopped themselves because Marie had yet to fully give in to Jordan’s domination tonight.
“Jordan,” bite, “sir,” Marie whimpered, correcting herself. “Why are you teasing me?”
“Oh, am I teasing you, what is it that you want baby girl?” Jordan cooed as if they weren’t teasing her.
“I want you Jordan, I want you to lick my fucking dripping wet pussy till its dry,” Marie cried out in pleasure filled agony.
With her confession Jordan stood up and turned around calling out behind her shoulder, “I only go down on girls who like me so I guess your shit out of luck.”
Marie’s mouth hung open as their mind went on a rampage. Just where does this mother fucking supe get off having all of this mother fucking audacity. She saw red for so long that she almost did not notice Jordan returning with condoms from their drawer and a bottle of lube.
They perched themselves between Maries thighs placing their hands under their chin and looking up at Marie expectantly with a shit eating grin on her face.
Marie let out an exasperated moan as she called out “Jordan!”
Jordan chuckled as they blew on Marie, slowly placing soft kisses on her pretty pussy. Jordan parted Marie’s thighs further as she leaned forward and opened the lips to give them easy access to her clitoris. Using another finger, Jordan placed it in her mouth, holding it up in an effort to mock Marie when she took the molly from Andre.
Marie threw her head back whining and rocking her hips towards Jordan as a series of pleases mixed in with their name left her lips.
Jordan placed the wet finger along her clitoris eliciting a moan before leaning forward and licking the area with their tongue. First drawing a circle along their outer lips which got smaller and smaller until it was concentrated on her clit.
“Do you like me now Marie,” Jordan called out with a cheeky grin as she grabbed her hair, shoving her face back into her sopping pussy.
“Oh fuck yes! Daddy ! Don’t stop… sir,” Marie said the last part quietly causing Jordan to go berserk.
They licked and sucked at Maries clitoris as they quickly squirted some lube onto their fingers and inserted three in quick succession into Marie’s impossibly tight, dripping cunt. Their other hand was occupied with pleasuring herself as they ran their hands up and down their exposed clit craving friction with Marie.
Jordan grabbed hold of Marie's legs pushing them up from their crooked position into a shaped V as they ran their tongue lapped up Marie’s pussy juiced in an up and down motion, eyes twinkling as the freshman came undone before them.
“You taste so fucking good baby,” Jordan cooed switching their licks for kisses of admiration. “I could eat you all night, but we have other things to do.”
As soon as Jordan shifted into their male form, they rolled a condom onto their dick. Jordan leaned over Marie and lined up their dick with her vagina reaching over to apply lube.
“Are you ready?” Jordan asked Marie while caressing her face leaning down to give her a soft kiss. Jordan placed a pillow down under her to increase her comfort and to maximize the angle of the oncoming penetration.
The contrast between the kiss and what they’ve done thus far was jarring. Marie went to nod before opening her mouth and saying, “yes, daddy.”
That earned her another smile and another kiss from Jordan as they slid their dick inside of her.
“Fucking perfect Marie, you feel so fucking good,” Jordan moaned out as they entered her, “holy fuck.”
Her moans mixed with theirs as she adjusted to Jordan’s girth and length. Jordan grabbed Marie’s legs and hiked them up around his hips slowly rolling their hips in a circle when Marie got adjusted.
Jordan leaned down and kissed Marie swallowing her moans, the feel of their mouth on hers adding to the erotica causing her to elicit more scandalous monas. However, those couldn’t compete with the ones that she released as Jordan began to suck on her tits, paying equal attention to both sides.
Jordan began to slam their hips into Marie at an alarming rate to satisfy the urges they had all night. Marie’s legs soon found their way over Jordan’s shoulder as she cried out, the sounds of their pleasure once again mixing together.
“Mmmm, mhm, oh Jordan! There, there, there oh my god that’s it don’t fucking stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop,” She cried out as Jordan’s insatiable cock managed to hit the same spot again and again and again.
Jordan couldn’t stop if they wanted to, but that didn’t mean that Marie could get away with calling them anything that she wanted to. They firmly patted her face, testing the waters of how far Moreau was willing to go.
“Do you like that?” Jordan sneered as they continued their relentless strokes into Marie's tight, hot pussy.
Marie nodded, eyes glazing over at Jordan uttering a yes.
“Yes what?” Jordan said with a wild look in her eyes.
“Yes, fuck, yes, yes, daddy!” She moaned out.
With that confirmation, Jordan smacked her a little harder, but still not enough to hurt her.
“Good girl,” Jordan said to Marie as they raised their hand to apply pressure to Marie’s neck. “Do you like that ?”
“Yes daddy,” Marie breathed out as she began to squirm underneath Jordan, her legs beginning to tremble.
Realizing what was happening, Jordan began to thumb at her clit and udder encouragement. “Yeah, you’re such a fucking good girl, such a good girl for daddy. You take my dick so well. Why don’t you come for me, pretty girl.”
Marie tensed up becoming impossibly more tight and Jordan’s thrusts became erratic as they felt themselves getting close to cumming.
“Oh, fuck Jordan, oh fuck, just like that. Fuck me just like that, ugh,” he moans became more inconsistent. “I’m, I think I’m going to-”
Marie’s entire body spasmed as she released onto Jordan’s dick with clear liquid squirting from her vagina as she cursed and moaned so loud the whole floor must have heard her as her back arched to the gods.
Beholding the vision before them, Jordan had no choice but to cum inside the condom as they rutted against Marie a few more times.
As soon as they finished, Jordan tied their condom off and threw it in the bin. They went to their mini fridge and pulled out two bottles of water and grapes before grabbing fresh sheets from the cabinet with an oversized t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants.
They walked back over to a blissed out marie, standing her up, kissing her lips before handing her the t-shirt and changing the sheets. When they laid back in bed in their pajama pants they tucked Marie handing her some water.
Jordan cuddled Marie into their chest as they fed her grapes one at a time while stroking her arm with their lips pressed to her forehead.
“How was it?” Jordan asked Marie who shoved their arm in response, eliciting a chuckle.
“I am serious, Marie,” they said with a finger under her chin,” I don’t want you crashing when you come down from subspace. Aftercare matters… and how you feel matters to me.”
Marie felt her cheeks go hot as Jordan leaned in to kiss her. “Well, okay, I feel fiucking amazing.” She pulled herself from Jordan’s arms lying down on her back, prompting Jordan to shift and lie on her chest.
Jordan interlocked their hands saying, “see there is a bright side to not having me as your T.A. I get to teach you all of the extra-credit lessons that go beyond the syllabus,” pressing a kiss to her temple ignoring the glare they knew she was giving them.