Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

"Hnngh… Haangh~~"

Yverine leaned against the wall with her back pressed against the cold tiles and her breath came in soft, uneven gasps.

Her uniform blazer hung open, revealing her unbuttoned shirt, and her full breasts were exposed.

Her skirt was bunched around her thighs, and her stockings were rolled down to her ankles as her pussy was slick with arousal, her love juices dripping down her inner thighs, pooling slightly on the floor beneath her.

Brandon's lips curved around one of her nipples, and his tongue flicked against the sensitive bud, drawing soft moans from her lips.

Her head tilted back against the wall as strands of hair stuck to her flushed cheeks.

Her hands gripped Brandon's shoulders and her body was trembling with each pull of his lips and the teasing flick of his tongue.

Brandon's hands rested on her hips, pulling her closer as he sucked harder, his teeth grazing her nipple lightly, drawing another sharp moan from her.

"Hngh… really? Haangh… doing it in the women's restroom?" Yverine muttered, and her eyes were half-lidded as she looked down at him.

Her pussy throbbed, her juices dripping faster as his lips sucked her breast relentlessly.

Brandon pulled back slightly, his lips leaving her nipple with a soft pop and the bud glistened with his saliva in the dim light.

He looked up at her and leaned up to capture her mouth in a burning kiss.

"Mnngh~" Yverine's arms wrapped around his neck and her fingers tangled in his hair, deepening the kiss.

Their lips moved together as her moans muffled against his mouth.

Her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples aching with sensitivity, as she grinded her hips against him, feeling the hard bulge of his dick through his pants.

"Nghh… can't wait until we get home? Bastard?" Yverine murmured against his lips as she pulled back slightly.

Brandon chuckled softly, his hands sliding down to grip her ass, squeezing the soft, plump flesh through her bunched-up skirt.

"Couldn't help it, Sister Yve," he murmured, his lips brushing hers again, kissing her softly before trailing down to her jaw, then her neck, sucking lightly at the sensitive skin.

"You're too fucking beautiful..." His hands kneaded her ass, pulling her hips closer.

He kissed his way back to her breasts, his lips capturing her other nipple, sucking with the same hungry rhythm, his tongue swirling around the bud, drawing louder moans from her.

"Oh… Brandon…" Her thighs trembled and her juices dripped faste as she spread her legs slightly, inviting more of his touch.

His hands slid under her skirt and his fingers brushed the slick folds of her pussy, teasing her folds without entering, keeping her on edge.

His fingers traced her pussy, spreading her juices, making her hips buck involuntarily.

Her stockings, rolled down to her ankles, tangled slightly as she shifted, her body arching toward him.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Yverine's hands moved to his waistband, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down as the fabric slid over his hips to pool at his knees.

She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down in one smooth motion, freeing his dick.

It sprang out, throbbing in the dim light, the tip glistening with precum and her hand wrapped around his dick, her fingers gripping the warm cock.

She stroked him slowly, her thumb brushing over the tip, spreading his precum.

Brandon's hands gripped her ass tighter "Haa.. Yve.,"

His hands slid up to her hips, pulling her closer and his dick brushed against her slick pussy as she guided him toward her entrance.

With a slow motion, Brandon pushed his dick into her pussy and the thick length slid in inch by inch, stretching her tight, wet inner walls.

"Haanghhh~~" Yverine moaned against his lips, her hands gripping his shoulders as he filled her completely.

Brandon's hands gripped her hips, steadying her as he began to thrust slowly, his dick sliding in and out of her pussy.

"Haargh... Sister Yve, you are tight as usual...,"

Her hands slid down to his back as she spread her legs wider, inviting his dick deeper.

Yverine bit her lips hard, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh to muffle her moans, "Ungh… Haangh~~"

His hands slid to her ass, squeezing the soft, plump flesh, pulling her closer to meet his thrusts and the friction of their bodies was amplified by the slickness of her pussy.

Suddenly, the sharp sound of footsteps echoed through the restroom.

Yverine's eyes widened, and she panicked as she heard the creak of a nearby stall door opening.

Her pussy clenched tighter around Brandon's dick as she tried to silence her moans "Hnngh... Mmmgh"

A woman's voice came from the other side of the stall wall. "Um… are you okay in there? Sounds like you're struggling. Do you need help?"

The woman's tone was gentle, mistaking Yverine's restrained moans for signs of distress and she stood there awaiting a response.

Yverine's heart pounded, and she opened her mouth to respond, but Brandon didn't stop, his dick thrusting into her pussy with the same steady rhythm.

"Haan-" Yverine hurriedly closed her mouth and looked down at Brandon as if asking him 'What the fuck are you doing?'

"Answer her, Yverine," he murmured and his thrusts grew slightly deeper, making her pussy clench harder.

"N-No…" Yverine managed to speak and her lips trembled as she bit them again to stifle a moan.

"My… my stomach's just being funny,"

The woman in the stall hesitated, then replied, "Oh, okay… if you need any help-"

"N-No.. thank you, I can take care of Hnngh myself..."

"...Okay."

The sound of rustling resumed, followed by the flush of a toilet from the other side, but Yverine's panic lingered.

"Ang-" His dick hit a sensitive spot, making her pussy clench tighter and her body shuddered as she fought to stay quiet.

As the woman's footsteps faded, Yverine glared at him. "You… fucking bastard!"

Leaning forward, she captured his lips in a kiss and her teeth sank into his lower lip with a sharp bite and he winced slightly in pain.

Brandon groaned against her lips as she bruised his lips with her teeth.

His hands gripped her hips, pulling his dick out of her pussy and before she could protest, he spun her around, turning her to face the wall.

"Place your hands on the wall," he muttered, his hands guiding her to press her palms against the cool tiles, her body bending slightly with her ass pushed out toward him.

"Brandon… you-" she started, but her words were cut off by a sharp gasp as he slapped her ass.

Her ass cheeks jiggled slightly, and the skin flushed from the rough spank.

Brandon's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as he positioned himself behind her, his dick brushing against her slick pussy.

He thrust his dick back into her pussy, filling her completely.

"Mnhngg~~"

His thrusts became fast as each one rocked her body against the wall and her breasts swayed, her nipples grazed the cool tiles, sending sparks of pleasure through her.

"Mnngh~~.. Nnghh~~ Brandon...."

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"So... you bit his lips because of that?"

Dhayun asked with a faint chuckle, looking at Brandon, who was sitting beside her on the bench.

Eira, who was sitting next to him, chuckled while Yverine just pouted her lips as she spoke "He deserved it for teasing me at a time like that."

Sitting on the bench, Brandon let out a dry laugh, his lips pulling into a wry smile as he touched the faint bruise at the corner of his lips.

He smiled as he leaned back against the bench, stretching his arms out along its wooden backrest.

His gaze drifted upward to the wide-open sky as the sun began its slow descent and for a moment, he simply breathed.

Around them, the campus was still alive.

Students in neat uniforms bustled through the stone-paved walkways, some clutching books, others chatting in small groups.

But as Dhayun glanced around, she noticed some stares on them "You just came back and again... everyone is staring at you."

Brandon lowered his gaze from the sky and looked around "Mhm..."

Eira leaned against his shoulder, letting her head rest there comfortably.

"It's a shame that you two can't lean on him in public. Only I can."

Dhayun and Yverine looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

At this time, Eira noticed a bunch of students and spoke "Brandon, they are the second years..."

Hm? Brandon turned his gaze and looked at a bunch of students standing under the tree and often staring at him.

"Oh..."