ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #2 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #2

... having a strong hold on her. Her head was pounding, and as she looked at her naked body underneath the sheets, save for a pair of panties, she felt a bit disgusted with herself. Hunter didn't seem like a bad guy, but just jumping into bed with him was really stupid. To make matters worse, as she turned over, she realized she was alone in the bed. A faint light came from a side room, which Tori assumed was the bathroom. "Hunter?" she called out. "Ugh… finally," he called back, swinging the door open and he was fully dressed. "I didn't realize you were going to just stick around." "What?" she said, feeling confused. "Why don't you come to bed? What's going on?" "Yeah… that's really not going to happen." "Did I… do something… wrong?" Hunter laughed as he pushed past her, "Look, it was a good, fun time, for sure. But let's not make a big deal out of this." "Hunter… we had sex… that's a pretty big deal for me," Tori said, resisting tears as best she could. "What did you expect? Trumpets, birds singing, or a choir of angels?" He looked at her as if he couldn't figure her out. "Grow the fuck up. And obviously it’s not a big deal for you, because you practically threw yourself at me. You were literally the easiest piece of pussy I have ever gotten. And that… is saying something." "Why are you being so… mean?" "Because you are a whore, and I'm not going to waste my time with some sappy piece of ass." Tori couldn't hold the tears back anymore, and she turned from him, reaching by the ...

... bed to grab her clothes, but she couldn't find them. "Where…" she managed to get out between breaths, "are my clothes?" "Oh... yeah," he said with an evil grin. "I can show you where those are." Hunter hit the light, blinding Tori for a moment, as she desperately tried to cover herself up in front of this monster. But being nude wasn't nearly as awful as what she saw on the wall. It turns out the shiny-ness of the wall she saw in the dark wasn't a poster, but a wall full of photographs and bags. And right where Hunter was standing, Tori saw something that made her nearly crumble on the ground. There was the picture of her from when she came into the party, and next to it, was a picture of her right after sex, with his release all over her. Between the pics, there was a nail with a bag full of her clothes. Tori reached for them, but Hunter pushed her away. "You don't get to have these back, and the whole world can now know how easy you are and what kinda fucked up little cum slut is in the fresh-man class." Tori was frozen in fear, and pain, and the greatest regret she'd ever felt. Before she even realized it, her hand smashed into his face, with a re-sounding slap. Hunter simply rubbed his cheek and pushed her out the door into the dark hallway. Tori sighed in the dark hallway, but she could hear chuckling, and the hair stood up on her neck as if something was very wrong. Even more wrong than she thought. Her fears were confirmed when the lights came on and the hallway was ...