PART 3
Back in her room Maria found herself alone. She tossed her clothes onto the bed and dropped her towel. Maria stared blankly at the wall. The morning sun through the window shimmered against her damp skin. She felt lost. She hated that things so far were not going as she had planned. She hated feeling like an outsider. She hated feeling inferior, less than the mean girls she'd be living with. Her mind went back to the explosive moment of pleasure she had with Graff's face crammed against her pussy. In that moment there were no other thoughts or feelings. No stress. Only the kind of intense pleasure that completely shuts off your ability to think and to feel anything other than that rush.
Maria wanted that feeling again. She wanted to, at least momentarily, detach herself from everything else she was feeling. She looked toward the end of her four post bed and noticed the wooden sphere, slightly smaller than a billiard ball, that adorned the top of the post. She moved toward it and sure enough the ball was the perfect height to land right against her clit. She scooted toward it until her pubic hair just touched the ball. She closed her eyes and slowly rocked her hips forward until her clit made gentle contact with the round wooden surface. Her mind instantly went back to the feeling of Joe's rounded cock pressing against her ass earlier that morning.
Becoming more aroused she began to imagine the bed post was Joe and the ball against her clit was the head of his horse-cock pressing up against her. Maria began to rock her hips harder to increase the pressure. The buildup was becoming intense. She placed her left hand down on the bed for stability. She continued to grind harder and harder. She rocked in shorter but faster bursts now; almost causing the ball to vibrate against her clit.
"I need you to fuck me right now, Joe." she whispered out loud.
Without conscious thought Maria lifted her right leg over the post and rested her foot on the footboard at the bottom of the bed so that her swollen pussy lips were resting on top of the ball. She slid her wet slit back and forth across the top of the ball. Within seconds the ball was drenched in Maria's juices and they were dripping down the post.
"Put it in me!" she begged her imaginary lover.
Maria's lips couldn't spread quite far enough on their own for her to take the ball inside of her. She reached down with her right hand, as her left hand continued to steady her on the bed, and spread her cunt open just wide enough to begin to accept the ball. Maria's abs began to spasm as she lowered herself until the ball disappeared inside of her pussy.
"Ah, ah, ah" she groaned. "You're stretching my tight little cunt so much"
"Please be gentle." she whispered as she slowly began moving up and down, mimicking the motion she would make if Joe were laying beneath her and she was riding his fat cock. Slowly at first, but as her pussy became accustomed to the stretch, she increased the speed. Maria imagined Joe's dick plunging deep inside her drenched fuck hole. She found that if she leaned in a way that put more pressure on the front of her vaginal wall, on her upstrokes, the ball would glide firmly across her g spot and that feeling would be so intense she'd nearly faint with each stroke.
"Yes, yes, oooh God" Maria began to cry out loudly as an orgasmic rush swallowed her entire body. She stumbled off the bed post and towards the middle of her bed. She placed both hands down on the mattress and leaned over to catch her breath, her bare ass facing the door. She looked to her right back at the bedpost where her cream very slowly slid down the ball. She imagined her cream coating Joe's monster cock and her happily cleaning him off with her tongue. She would start at his balls and slowly lick up from the bottom of his thick shaft all the way up to the hole at the tip of his head. She'd swallow the treasure she picked up along the way. Then she'd repeat the process until every square inch of his glorious rod had been spit shined to perfection. Maria knew she tasted good, but she was convinced she would taste even better coming directly off of Joe's cock.
"Eww, what are you doing?" grumbled hotter Maria as she quickly burst through the door. "I could hear your disgusting moaning all the way down the hall. What kind of degenerate are you?"
In that moment, Maria's filter failed to function.
"The kind your father dreams about as he humps your cow of a mother!" she retorted without even turning from her position hovering over the bed.
"Uggh, you're just a nasty lowlife, you don't belong here, and I'll make sure you never do!" hotter Maria turned up her nose, walked out and slammed the door.
Maria thought to herself, "What have I done?"
She already felt like an outcast and her lack of self-control, both in her comment and her masturbation only made it worse. Fearing what reactions might come next Maria wanted to be anywhere but there. She didn't even bother with underwear. Maria threw on her jeans and a cotton short sleeved shirt with no bra. She slid on her flats and ran out the door. Leaving the building she instantly hit a cool wind that caused her nipples to perk up and poke through her shirt as though they were desperately trying to escape. Maria began to walk briskly like a woman on a mission, but had no clue where she was going. After a few hours of wandering she was beginning to get worried. She didn't know where she was or how to get back to her dorm. She found a small grocery a couple blocks up the road and walked in. She knew she'd need a ride to get back where she was going and thought of Joe.
