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The Tutor's Descent Ch. 03 - Preview 1 (Repost)
🕑 Added 2025-03-11 14:56:32 +0000 UTCThis was originally posted on March 7th, and has been edited a bit to be more in line with Patreon's community guidelines. I may have to change the way I share my work in the future, but I want it to stay as convenient as possible for you all. Would PDFs be too cumbersome? If anyone has any ideas about all of this, please let me know.
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Hey all, here's the next preview. I'm really enjoying writing this, and though I do have a rough outline, the scenes are growing organically and in ways I hadn't planned. While it's obviously still meant to be taken with a grain of salt, it's a fun challenge to set the stage and try to craft Olivia's motivations and inner thoughts to be at least somewhat plausible. As always, thanks for the support, and let me know what you think about this story's progression so far.
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It was during the car ride home that Olivia began to truly process what had happened. She was juggling so many troubling thoughts that she didn’t even know where to start. She studied Daniel beside her, who appeared to be none the wiser, driving them through the night with a normal air of casualness. After doing her best to wash all of Matt’s DNA off of her, she’d returned downstairs to find her boyfriend waiting for her in the kitchen. Her pale complexion and disturbed disposition were immediately apparent to him, but easily explained away by the stomach bug she had invented. The fact that she’d lied was tearing her up inside, but it felt like the only reasonable choice in the spur of the moment. She hadn’t had time to think everything through yet. There was too much at stake, and too many factors at play.
“You feeling any better?” Daniel asked her.
“Mhm, better now, thanks,” she replied, resentful that she had to keep up the act.
“I wonder what it was… I think we all ate the same things, right? Hopefully I’m not about to get messed up too…”
“Yeah, I dunno… Everyone’s system works differently…” She wished he would drop the topic, but reminded herself that it was her fault to begin with and she deserved every bit of discomfort.
“So besides the indigestion, did you have a good time?”
“I did,” she answered, forcing herself to perk up a bit. It was true that for the most part, it had been an enjoyable day by the pool. And she was happy that there hadn’t been a dramatic blow up between the two brothers, especially after Daniel’s terrible reaction to some of the things Matt had said about him to her in the recent past. If only she could forget the end of the night, all of those positives wouldn’t be so overshadowed.
“Matt is obviously into you, I hope you know that,” Daniel warned.
Olivia’s heart skipped a beat. The conversation was going in a dangerous direction. “He seems to have a little crush or something. Nothing I can’t handle,” she said nervously.
“He’s basically a damn incel. He’s probably like that around any girl his age. Anyway, I reminded him today that you’re mine, so he’d better remember that. You’d tell me the second he tried something out of line, right?”
The question hung in the air heavily like a cloud of smoke threatening to suffocate her. This was a chance to come clean, but was that the right move? She needed more time to process. Her gut told her to just admit what happened and deal with the consequences, but she was afraid. She had, after all, been the one sneaking around and spying on him first. Even if it was an accident, it did not look good. There was also the fact that instead of calling Daniel immediately, she let his brother grope and violate her while she secretly soaked her bikini with arousal. It was too shameful to admit, and before succumbing to an all-out panic attack, she took the path of least resistance. At least for now. “Yeah, of course.”
The half second of silence after the untruthful words left her lips was too long, and she steered the conversation. “So your dad seemed really nice. You made it sound like he was gonna be a reclusive weirdo or something.”
“Uh, yeah he was definitely putting on an act. I mean he’s okay, don’t get me wrong, but that wholesome father character isn’t around all the time.” Daniel continued commenting on the nuances of the day’s interactions, Olivia’s ability to focus wavering as she absent-mindedly watched the street lights zoom past them.
The traumatic encounter in Matt’s bedroom kept forcing itself to the forefront of her thoughts. It was almost as if she could still feel his warm, sticky load on her skin; and the way it clung to her, gravity slowly spreading it further down her body like she was a melting candle stick. Her pussy had been aching for attention most of the day, and the slickness returned as she recalled her tutee’s monstrous cock spasming and painting her exposed flesh with layer after layer. Olivia squirmed her thighs together in an attempt to alleviate some of the burning need, but it only made her want more. She thought to ask Daniel to join her for the night so she could get the fucking she so desperately needed, but that would seem uncharacteristic of someone with a stomach ache; plus, she felt the need to be alone after everything that had happened.
The car came to a stop in front of her apartment, and Olivia pecked her boyfriend goodbye, thanking him for the fun day and ride home. The minute she was back inside the safety of her private space, she shed off her sundress and began removing her bikini. The bottoms were mostly dry again, after she’d hurriedly soaked them with sink water, and the creamy discoloration had reappeared, evidence of the foreign substance that had soiled the tiny patch of fabric less than an hour prior. The insides were slimy with her own fluids, however, and she watched a strand of lubricant stretch thin as she pulled them down her legs. The taut skin of her belly was still slightly sticky to the touch, and she reeled at the thought that she probably smelled of Matt’s semen.
Olivia twisted the squeaky knob of her shower, catching a glimpse of her nude body in the mirror while she waited for the water to heat up. So this is what all those guys are dying to get their hands on? It was still difficult for her to judge herself fairly, but she was beginning to see what others saw, her gaze tracing the delicate womanly curves. Objectively she had all the makings of what society would deem an attractive woman, maybe even exceptionally attractive. She thought about how she’d repeatedly caught all three of the Taylor men feasting their eyes on her, and realized that her good looks were beginning to get her into trouble. She gently squeezed her breasts, the same ones that Matt had been obsessively caressing while he jerked off on her. Why did it have to be such a turn on to witness the thrill he had at the opportunity to touch her? Her sex drooled for attention and her hand slid down towards it, passing over the clammy patch of skin that had been marked during the taboo run-in. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Olivia couldn’t hold back any longer. She impulsively shut the valve off and jumped into bed, finally giving her pussy the service it had been waiting for. She rationalized that it would be impossible to enjoy the shower in peace until the nagging hunger was dealt with. Her unclean body writhed on the sheets as she rubbed her clit through several back to back orgasms, unable to think of anything other than how fucking hot it made her to have been defiled by her boyfriend’s brother’s giant cock.
The following day was reserved for catching up on her schoolwork, but Olivia was unable to deny herself frequent “De-stress” breaks throughout the hours of focused effort. As she filled her brain with complex Math and Physics concepts, an itch would grow inside of her until she’d inevitably lose control of her willpower, her fingers tending to her corporal urges as if they had a mind of their own. The reward for giving in was blissful pleasure, but it never lasted long enough. The remorse that followed stung, but the pain was always numbed again as the carnal desire returned with a vengeance.
Each time she caved, she’d promise herself that it was the last time she would succumb to the lust, only to fail an hour or so later. There was something about the recent events with Matt and her newfound curiosity with porn that made masturbating so much more thrilling and enjoyable; a new addiction that kept her coming back for more. She also couldn’t help but seek out videos that were comparable to what he’d done to her, surprised to find that the amount of ejaculate the boy had shot at her seemed to be within the topmost percentile of what was possible. It was all very confusing as she wasn’t physically attracted to him, yet there was something about the increasingly devious nature of their relationship that was getting her juices flowing. The dirty secrets were broiling inside of her, and the only way to manage the scorching heat was to indulge and harness them for sexual gratification, at least for now. The cycle of unbound horniness and trailing shame repeated itself over and over as the insatiable student spent the entirety of the quiet Sunday isolated in her room, too occupied to dwell on the troublesome anticipation of tomorrow.
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With her morning classes out of the way, the looming appointment with her boyfriend’s problematic little brother could not be ignored any longer, and Olivia was faced to confront it. She considered cancelling the session altogether, but forced herself into her car anyway, knowing she couldn’t hide from the predicament. On the road, the anxious girlfriend tried to calm herself with reassuring words that she hardly believed. “It’s gonna be fine… It was a weird, one time fuck up. We can move on like nothing happened.” What are the odds Matt actually allows everything to go back to normal? Maybe he got it out of his system, and now we can double down on his studies and self-improvement. As she pulled up to the Taylor residence, her mind was swimming with wishful ideas on how they might be able to resume a healthy dynamic and put the indecent encounter far behind them.
After pressing the doorbell and fidgeting nervously on the front step for a while, Mrs. Taylor finally welcomed her in, looking a bit warmer and more relaxed than usual. “Hi, Olivia!” The woman gave her a half-hug and a wide smile.
“Hi, Mrs. Taylor, how are you?” She thought she smelled wine on the business woman’s breath.
“You can call me Kate, dear. I must say, whatever you’re doing with Matt is really making a difference. He was actually out of his room and helping around the house yesterday! Please, keep it up. I think you deserve a raise…” Kate, slurring slightly, flashed her teeth once more before retreating to another room.
Olivia was glad to hear once again that her work was being noticed and appreciated, though the mother’s odd demeanor had left her a little puzzled. She turned her attention to the double doors of the study, which seemed somewhat ominous given the unknown circumstances that were waiting for her on the other side. She nervously let herself into the cozy room and found that her tutee was standing just beyond the doorway, waiting for her with a suggestive grin.
“Hey,” he murmured, approaching her for an embrace.
“Hi Matt, listen…” Still up against the now closed door, she had no room to maneuver, and his arms wrapped around her before she could protest. “I–Hey! I don’t think we should be hugging like this every time,” she verbalized firmly.
“Oh, but I thought that’s what friends do? I’m just excited to see you again.”
“Well, a friendly hug is one thing, but you… And I… This whole thing has gotten super inappropriate…”
“You started it,” he jabbed, loosening the hug but leaving his hands on her hips.
“I did not start… It.” She faltered for a moment, remembering that she was the one who’d been technically caught out of line first, even if it hadn’t been intentional.
“Why were you in my room then?”
“I don’t know! I was just… Wandering! How was I supposed to know you were going to come waltzing in and immediately start… Jerking off?” She uttered the last words under her breath. Olivia was already on the defensive, and the heightened emotions were causing her to speak more brashly than she normally would have.
“How am I supposed to know what you were really up to in my private business!? Were you trying to steal something, or–”
“Oh my God, no! I would never! I was just curious and decided to take a quick look around. That’s it. I swear.”
“Well you got a good look alright,” he said, glancing down between them knowingly.
“I really didn’t mean to invade your privacy. Even though I didn’t mean anything by it, I know it was wrong, and I’m truly sorry.” Olivia delivered the apology with as much authenticity as she could muster, hoping it would connect with him. Surely he was humane enough to understand she was telling the truth and had no ill intentions. She even resisted brushing his hands off of her to be as non-combative as possible.
Matt paused for a moment, seemingly taking her words to heart, and relaxing his shoulders. “I think I can forgive you. You did kinda make it up to me that night…” He grinned, lightly pressing his thumbs into the protruding bones of her hips.
Olivia scoffed, though a single wicked tingle of arousal traveled through her as his lust-glazed dark eyes whisked her back to his bedroom. “About that…” She drew a steady breath. “That was… Crazy… What you did to me–”
“The hottest thing ever.”
“Wrong. It was very wrong,” she corrected him, pushing away the depraved inner thought that partially agreed. “I can accept that it was very messed up circumstances, and we both weren’t thinking clearly. But we have to-” She stopped mid sentence as movement near the bottom of her vision distracted her. Matt was rapidly pitching an enormous tent in his loose gym shorts, as if his cock was reaching out for her. “Seriously!?” She tried to pull away but his grip was unrelenting. Once again the young woman found herself cornered by his big, threatening erection, and it brought about a flurry of mixed emotions.
“Wait! Wait. I can’t help it, but I’m listening! Look… I’m sorry that you think it was wrong, but that was the single greatest night of my life. I can’t stop thinking about it–”
“Matt–”
“I know, sorry. But really. You have no idea how big of a deal that was for me. I’ve felt like a million pounds lighter ever since… I can’t explain it, but… Please. Don’t quit on me. I won’t ever tell a soul what happened, I promise.”
“Ugh…” Olivia sighed. His apparent sincerity allowed her to let her guard down a bit, but she wasn’t sure how to proceed.
“All that aside, you really are helping me a ton. Let’s forget about this for now and do some of my homework, okay?” With that, Matt finally took his hands off of her and turned to his desk, fruitlessly pushing his hardness down only for it to flick right back up to attention. He took a seat and looked at her calmly, waiting for her move.
Olivia felt she was at a crossroads. It was flattering and almost sweet to hear how big of an impact she had on him, but she fully understood that there was almost no chance the inappropriate behavior wouldn’t continue. Despite knowing how unlikely it was that Matt’s sexual advances would suddenly cease to exist, she joined him at the table anyway. She could come up with several legitimate reasons to press onward, such as the immense pay, and the noble opportunity to make a difference, even if it meant getting her hands dirty; so she decided to walk the tight rope a little further. She wouldn’t admit to herself that the risk of falling was exciting.
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Lapis Lit
I think it was a couple specific words or phrases that triggered the review bot. I won't enter them here in the hopes that this post / my page gets left alone. Apparently the rules on consent are pretty rigid here...
Redbeard
Yeah im also wondering that
Taco
Curious what Patreon whacked you for— I don’t remember reading anything “violation” worthy in your initial post
