I am Melissa - 1

Claire has a secret that someone found out about. Now her world is rapidly changing

I’m not going to lie, college is pretty hard. Especially for someone who doesn’t come from a rich home, or doesn’t have a full scholarship. I was grateful for the aid that I did get, but it hadn’t been enough to fully support myself, unless I would work every free second I had. I knew I could just accept the debt for now and pay it off later, but the thought of paying debts for the rest of my life just wasn’t worth the time spent here, studying by brains out. So I did the only thing I could do. I started to film myself. Teasing in front of a camera. Getting more and more confident with each video, each comment, each donation made. Stripping off more and more, until I was dancing fully nude, showing every bit that I had. I reacted to requests in DM’s, earning me quite a large sum of money from time to time. But there were two things I would never do. I would not meet up with anyone, and I did not show my face. Despite everything, I made sure I stayed completely anonymous, going over every video three times before posting it. Making sure my real name or my face weren’t shown on camera or in the reflection of mirrors. In some cases I would wear a mask, just to be sure I was absolutely careful.

What started as showing off my body turned into me fully fucking my pussy with a large dildo, moaning as I came hard, squirting all over the chair. I had no shame. And I would stop as soon as I paid for my entire college. It’s just for now. And with that knowledge, of being completely safe and anonymous in my extra curricular activities, I visited the college pool party. And I loved to flaunt my body, especially when nobody knew what I did. I thrived on the attention I got from men, as well as the looks I got from several ladies. I had found a lounge chair close to the pool, and I thoroughly enjoyed the sun while sipping my cocktail. Two of my best friends here had joined me and we were just blowing off steam when an unknown guy joined us. It wasn’t anything unusual, especially when we were barely wearing anything other than skimpy bikinis. I smiled politely, not breaking our conversation.
“I’m sorry, but you’re Melissa, aren’t you?” I felt the color drain from my face when he used my online name. I was glad I wore my big sunglasses. I quickly shook my head.
“Eh, no, my name is Claire. I’m afraid you have the wrong person.” I was hoping he would leave soon. How the hell did he find out? The man tilted his head, glanced at my friends and then nodded.
“I’m sorry, I must have taken you for someone else. Let me get out of your way.” My heart was pounding, but the girls giggled, and soon they had forgotten the whole ordeal. But my guard was up. I took a large sip of my drink, feeling the alcohol flow through my veins and forced myself to get back in the moment. Soon my focus shifted as one very handsome guy joined us for some serious flirtations.

It was about an hour later when I found myself drifting towards the bar. Or rather, the table where you could pour your own drink. Most of the people had gathered around a game of beer pong, which seemed to head towards the finale, but it didn’t bother me much. And I was thirsty. As I slowly poured myself some soda - I was tipsy but didn’t want to get full on drunk - a guy joined me. I didn’t look up, but I froze when he spoke softly to me.
“I know I was right before. Your name might be Claire, but your alter ego online is Melissa, isn’t it? I loved your recent video of you fucking that cucumber.”
“I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied, but my voice faltered.
“You were hard to find, you know. You did an excellent job of hiding yourself, you didn’t fail. I’m just excellent at deduction and putting details together.” I glanced up at him now, trying to take a nonchalant sip, feigning boredom. He continued: “you see, you left some books out in one of your videos. Books that I recognized, because I use the same for my studies. I already found a glimpse of the school logo in a different video. And because this particular class isn’t too popular, I knew you would have to be in the exact same class. I combined that knowledge with your hair color and mannerisms, and there you were. You confirmed my suspicions when you wore the exact same clothes you wore to class that day. Clothes that you removed in front of the camera, of course.”
I didn’t say anything to him. I could deny his allegations, but he was sure of himself. And there wasn’t much I could say. He stepped closer and placed his hand on my hip, leaning forward. To the outside world it looked like he was flirting with me, as he whispered his next few words to me.
“So tell me, Melissa. Do you want the world to know you’re a whore who sells her body online? Do you want the staff of this prestigious school to realize one of the most popular porn stars of this moment is going to their school? What do you think they would do to you? I think they would kick you out before you could plead your case.”

My knees were wobbling and I started shaking. He was right. This was one of the reasons I was so careful. This school wasn’t too big, and they were strict. Boys and girls in separate dorms and not allowed to make visits. The Christian roots were deep here. I would be absolutely screwed.
“What do you want from me?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whimper.
“Oh, I think you know what I want, sweetheart.” His fingers moved to my ass, and he squeezed as he pulled me closer like that. I placed my hand on his chest to steady myself. “I want to fuck you hard, and deep, and pour my seed deep in your belly.” I gasped and tried to push him away, but he was stronger. And I didn’t want to make a scene.
“Please, no,” I whispered. He took the drink from my hand and grabbed my chin firmly between his fingers. Tilting my head up, he placed a kiss on my lips.
“It’s your call. Either you are Claire, who will be kicked off this expensive school, just a few weeks before the end of her third year, throwing away everything she worked for. Or…” He pushed his thumb gently between my lips and I opened my mouth a little. He tilted his head slightly. “Or you can be Melissa, the whore who opens her legs for me whenever I request it, the one who will finish her studies here and is not building a massive debt in the meantime. So maybe we should introduce ourselves to each other. My name is Tyler, what’s yours?”

He had me cornered. There was no choice. Either I would give up what was left of my virtue for a fuck now and then, or I would throw away my future. I pushed his hand away from my face a bit, so I could speak. I straightened my back. I could do this.
“Hi Tyler, nice to meet you. My name is Melissa.” Tyler nodded, and in response placed his lips back on mine. I ignored the uneasiness in the back of my mind, the same I felt when I just started filming myself. This was a new chapter. I am god damn Melissa, sexy as fuck and able to conquer the world. So I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue between his lips, as I pushed my body against his. His response was a low groan, before pushing me away with a smirk. He took my hand and took me towards the pool house, supporting an obvious bulge in his swimming trunks. I was surprised when he took a key from his pocket and opened the door.
“My parents own this place,” he shrugged, as he closed the door behind me. It was quite spacious, but not too large. There was a comfortable couch on one end, a stylish coffee table in front of it. A bathroom through the door on the left and a small kitchenette in a corner. But I didn’t have much time to look around, as my attention was now focused on Tyler. He moved the table to the side and sat down in the middle of the couch.
“Dance,” he ordered. Repeating my mantra to myself - I am god damn Melissa - I listened to the sounds coming from outside of the pool house. The deep bass of the music started to guide my body into moving. I closed my eyes and drowned out the cheering voices as I danced. My hips swaying, my legs widening, my shoulders shimmying so my tits wobbled. I turned, bent down to show my ass and teased him with my curves. My hands slid over my body, over my tits to harden my nipples, to lift just an inch of my bottoms to show him the promise of more, but not giving anything yet. I opened my eyes again and thrived in the lust fueled gaze of Tyler. His eyes were glued to my body and he licked his lips as he shifted in his seat. Melissa. A whisper in the back of my head pushed me on. Claire was completely forgotten. I turned around and pulled on the strings that held my bikini top together. It fell apart like it was nothing and I covered my tits with my hands, before turning back to him. My fingers parted a little as I stepped closer, letting my nipples poke through. I squeezed them, and I moaned softly as it sent light shocks of electricity towards my pussy. I knew he heard me. When I stood right in front of him, I released my tits, showing them completely to him. They bounced and wobbled with my movements. I was now fully aroused and I wanted nothing more than to feel his dick deep inside of me.
Tyler became either greedy or impatient, as he pulled on the strings of my bottom, tearing it away from my body in just a second, leaving me naked. I didn’t complain. I wanted things to move faster. I wanted his hands on me. I turned around and sat down on his lap, grinding my ass against his rock hard dick in his trunks. His hands immediately found my tits, and he squeezed them hard, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I moaned again, pushing my ass harder down. One of his hands moved down, over my flat stomach towards my pussy. In response I opened my legs and his fingers immediately slipped between my lips, feeling my need on his skin. I shivered when he came in contact with my sensitive parts.
“Hm, seems like someone is ready for some dick,” Tyler spoke softly in my ear, as his hand covered my pussy and he squeezed like he did with my tits. It felt like he claimed me and I hollowed my back, loving the feeling.
“Oh please,” I moaned. His response came when he plunged his thick fingers inside my pussy, earning another groan from me.
“You are mine,” his voice was lower. Just like his hand, he claimed me. Suddenly he pushed me back to my feet. As I turned around, I watched how he removed his trunks, leaving him naked on the couch. His thick cock throbbed and I was itching to crawl on top of him. He pulled me close again and I straddled him. With his hands, he guided me down, letting the tip of his cock slip between my pussy lips, but he held me there. Instead, he teased me. Giving nothing. He stared at me, his grip firm.
“Who do you belong to?” The question confused me, as my brain was nothing but sex at the moment, and he had to shake me a little, repeating his question.
“I belong to you.” He pushed in a little, but pulled back immediately, earning a frustrated moan from me. “I belong to you,” I pleaded, earning the exact same treatment. Pushing in a little, but pulling out. I was close, but I didn’t say what he wanted to hear. That whisper in the back of my mind became loud.
“I am Melissa and I belong to you, Tyler,” I said firmly, but my voice was laced with a desperate need. He then finally pulled me down at the same time as he flexed his hips up, impaling me on his thick cock, stretching me wide. My head fell back and I moaned deeply as I finally felt him deep inside me. “God damn Melissa!“

My hips rocked hard against him, grinding to feel him as deep as I could. Claire did no longer exist in this world. She was pushed so far back that she almost fell off the edge of the world. This world was Melissa’s world. Tyler shifted on the couch so he was sitting more on the edge and leaned back, curling an arm around my waist to pull me with him. He placed his lips on my nipple and sucked hard on it, his teeth grazing on the sensitive skin as my hips grinded on him. He held me so tight against him that I couldn’t bounce, but I couldn’t sit still either. He shifted to my other nipple, sucking hard on it.
“Fuck, Tyler,” I moaned, hollowing my back to push my tits closer to him. This arousal drove me crazy. I wanted everything. I almost wanted the pain, as it lifted everything to the next level. He complied to my wordless request, and he bit down harder. I barely registered something cold against my ass, until it was too late. As I grinded up and down on Tyler’s cock, something used the momentum to push inside my ass. I wanted to scream as pain lanced through me, but a hand quickly covered my mouth to silence me. A warm body pressed against my ass, but a dick was buried deep inside my ass. It was so unexpected that a sob escaped my lips. The hand moved away from my mouth and instead it grabbed my hips. Tyler’s arm moved away from my waist and the hands on my hips forced me to move again. Tyler grabbed my face. “You are god damn Melissa,” he repeated my words back to me. “And you are mine. Now fuck like your future depends on it.” With our eyes locked, I started to move. Slow at first, to get used to the full feeling, but soon the pain shifted to uncomfort, to starting to feel good. Really good. So good that I leaned forward and pressed my lips back on Tyler, my tongue invading his mouth with my tongue and fought for dominance. My fingers laced through his hair, pulling on them to show him this is it. This is exactly what I needed. I was a whore, and I needed to be fucked.

“Switch,” Tyler spoke after a little while. The cock slipped out of my ass and the man helped me up. Without speaking another word, he turned me around to face him. I knew what they requested of me. I pulled my ass cheeks wide and let Tyler guide me down, so his cock now filled my ass. I groaned and grinded my hips to accommodate his size. Tyler was much thicker and longer, but I was determined to take all of him inside me. The new guy stepped closer and lined his cock up with my pussy, but Tyler stopped him.
“Beg for his cock, baby girl. Beg for the cock that was just buried in your dirty little ass.” My cheeks flushed, but I looked up at the man. I had seen him at the pool party. He was handsome, but he didn’t have the rough features that Tyler had.
“Please, will you put your big hard dirty cock inside my pussy? I need your shit stained cock inside my pussy, please!” I leaned back against Tyler, so I could lift my knees and widen my legs. The man didn’t wait for Tyler’s approval, as he immediately plunged his cock in. Within seconds, he was hammering me like a horny dog, pushing Tyler’s cock deeper inside my ass with his movements.
“Don’t cum inside her,” Tyler warned, and the man just nodded, grabbing my bouncing tits. I heard Tyler’s next words, obviously only meant for me. “That pussy is mine.” And with those words, I exploded in a massive orgasm.

It seemed like the men had done this before, because with a short word, the man between my legs stepped away, leaving my thirsty pussy throbbing. Tyler pushed me off of him, to my knees on the floor. There, he pushed my face towards the dick in front of me and I started sucking without hesitation. I could taste my own juices as well as my ass on his skin, but it didn’t bother me. From behind, Tyler pushed himself inside my pussy, thrusted a few times, and moved back to my ass. And back to my pussy. Again and again, as his fingers pulled on my nipples. I widened my legs further, pushed back against his thrusts so he slammed deep inside me.
“I’m going to come,” the man warned.
“Then come. Pump her mouth full of your seed.” Tyler then grabbed me by the throat as he kept fucking me relentless, his breathing was harsh and his words sounded strained. “Don’t swallow just yet, little whore.” I just made a sound to indicate I had heard him. Tyler didn’t let go. The man groaned, and suddenly I felt the first spurt of cum fill my mouth. I tilted my head back a little as he kept pumping, before he stilled. The last drops made my mouth overflow, and a small droplet dribbled down my chin. When the man stepped back, Tyler pulled out of my ass and moved to my face. Before I realized what he was doing. he took a few pictures of my face, with my mouth wide open and filled with seed.
“Now swallow.” With flushed cheeks, I swallowed the sticky fluid, feeling it slide down my throat before opening my mouth again, showing that I was now completely empty.
“Good girl.” Holy shit, why did that do so much to me? My pussy contracted and I moaned softly. With wide eyes I kept staring at Tyler, as he sat back on the couch. His cock was still hard, as he hadn’t shot his load yet. “Come to Daddy and drive this home.”

I could see the stains of my ass on his cock, my pussy juices made him glisten. I pushed myself to my feet and quickly straddled him, his cock slipping back into my pussy. I was starting to feel sore, but I wanted his seed inside me before the night was over. So I rode him like I had never ridden anyone before. Bouncing up and down, squeezing my muscles tight on his cock. His fingers found my clit and he pushed me right to the edge.
“Get ready, little whore, as I am going to fill you right up. Come with me.” With his thumb on my clit he pushed me until I finally found my release, tightening around him and pushing him right over the edge with me. I felt his seed coat my insides, filling my womb. My muscles milked him until I was sure there was not a single drop left inside him. It wasn’t until then that I could finally relax. I let myself fall forward against him, my head resting on his shoulder. His hands rested on my ass and we were both breathing harshly.

It took a few moments for us to recover. He was the first to move, gently pushing me to the side, so I was sitting on the couch.
“I want you to do something for me,” he spoke, as he took out his phone again. “Spread those legs for me, as wide as you can. Use your fingers. I am going to take a picture and I want you to share this on your profile. I’ll make sure your face isn’t on it.” Trusting him, I relaxed, placed my feet on the couch and let my legs fall open. With my fingers, I pulled my pussy wide. I felt his seed dribble out of me. Tyler snapped some pictures as I played with myself and the cum, before he set me on my hands and knees, so he could take pictures of my spread open, abused little asshole and pussy, before he was pleased. He then pulled me back to my feet. It wasn’t until then that I noticed the other man had vanished.

Suddenly, my voice filled the room. “I am Melissa and I belong to you, Tyler.” My voice came from his phone. He had filmed me saying that! My face was on there, my words echoed in the room. Tyler smiled and kissed me softly, as if he was sealing the deal.
“You are mine, little puppet. Don’t worry, this will remain between us as long as you do what I say. We will sort out the details later.” I remained silent for a little while, as I processed everything that I was feeling. From my throbbing pussy and ass, the cum dripping down my legs, to the words he spoke, what he made me feel, and the promises he gave me, but also what he took from me. I nodded. I needed to set some boundaries.
“I am yours as Melissa. But as Claire I don’t know you. College comes first. My work is mine. We will fuck, and we will part ways. That’s it.”
“I will not interfere with your work or income, that is all yours. I love to make suggestions, though. Maybe we could take this to the next level. But that is your project. I just want to stick my dick in your holes.” And with those boundaries set, I stepped forward and kissed him deeply and hungrily. I had my life as Claire. My mundane, safe life, where I studied hard, worked hard and played hard. And I had my life as Melissa. A slut who showed off her body, who let herself get fucked when he wanted to and who earned enough money to stay out of debts. I smiled and picked up my discarded bikini from the floor. I watched him as we both got dressed. I gave him my phone number. And with a pussy full of seed, we slipped outside, immediately walking away from each other. I found my friends, who barely noticed I was gone, and ignored Tyler who was flirting on the other side of the pool with some skinny ass chick. But our eyes met. It was a secret nobody knew about.

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Part 2 is already finished, posting soon!
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