Stalker (closed for krista)

Krista snuggled up against Parker's chest, and made sure the blanket was pulled over her when his roommate Jamie came in. Now that she was getting serious Parker, she tried to be friendly to him, but it was hard when he wouldn't look her in the eye or say anything more than a word or two.

"Hi, Jamie," she said, but he just dropped off his books and left. She sighed and got out of the bed, her nude body still glowing from an incredible fuck. She had long black hair and bright blue eyes, and though she was curvy, she made sure to keep in shape. She found her little black thong and slid it on before Parker opened his eyes.

"You taking off?" he mumbled.

"I have work tonight, remember?" she said. She waited tables at a restaurant downtown. He nodded and closed his eyes as she looked for her bra. "You want me to come over after? It'll be late, but...."

"Nah. Early class tomorrow."

"OK," she said. "See you tomorrow night, then." Tomorrow was Friday. She made sure she didn't work weekends. It meant her schedules were crazy Monday through Thursday, with classes and work, but it meant that, after her last class on Friday afternoon, she could do whatever she wanted until Monday morning.

Parker grunted, and she finished dressing and kissed him goodbye.
 
Krista hurried back to her dorm to take a shower and get dressed for work. She wore a short black skirt with black stockings and a low cut white blouse. She found her tips were directly related to her cleavage, and even though it was getting cold, she showed as much as she could without the manager giving her an attitude.

As she headed off campus, she thought about Parker. He was everything a guy should be, tall, strong, hung, and confident. He could be sweet, but he also knew when not to be. He wasn't needy at all, and for the first time in her life she found herself in the position of being the one who needed it. He didn't seem to mind, and she found herself fantasizing about his cock all the time.

So much so that she nearly ran a red light on her way to work. She blushed and giggled nervously, and realized that even though she'd been fucked good and hard just a couple of hours ago, she was horny again. Tomorrow night seemed like forever, but she knew he'd get annoyed if she showed up after work. The light changed, and she moved ahead, pulling into the parking lot behind the restaurant.
 
It was a long night, and she missed Parker. On the way home, she even pulled into the parking area of his dorm. She sat, looking up, wanting to go up, slip into bed with him, even if it was just to cuddle. But Parker hated to be surprised. His ex had done things like that, and he still referred to her as 'psycho-stalker.' Krista knew she'd have to wait until tomorrow night. She drove home.

K - Miss you baby, what's the plan tonight? she texted him, after her class. She had gone back to her room and taken a shower, and as soon as she'd come out she checked her phone. She hadn't heard from him since the day before and she was starting to worry.
P - Not sure yet. Sit tight, k? he replied after a minute. She frowned. He was always sure. It was midafternoon already, and she was looking forward to a wild weekend.
K - Heard about some good parties. Can I come see you?
P - Chill. Busy right now. Call you later.
She sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. She was slender and toned, she had a big round butt and tits that made most guys turn into morons, and she kept every inch of her body smooth for him. She took a picture of herself in the mirror and looked at it. Then she sent it to him.
K - See you later she texted, and put the phone down, blushing. It was the first naked selfie she had ever sent anyone, and she felt a thrill of excitement. Somewhere out there he was looking at her naked body, knowing she had crossed a line for him. Hopefully it would turn him on.

By ten o'clock, she had given up waiting for him. She dressed in a tight, tiny skirt and a halter top that covered about as much as a bikini. She had her knee high spike heeled boots and her long coat to cut the fall chill, and she was drinking vodka with a couple of the girls outside her dorm. They were all dressed as well, and were just waiting for her before they started hitting the parties.

"Fuck him," Francisca said. "Just come with us, and if he doesn't text or call, shit, we'll find you a dozen just like him."
"Seriously," Janine whined. Everything she said sounded like a whine. "If he can't even text you back, you have, like, a legal right to go party and get laid."
"Right?" Francisca said. "It's not like you're married or something."

"I'll meet you guys there," Krista said. "I just want to swing by his dorm. What if he's hurt or something?"

The girls agreed, mostly because it let them off the hook. Krista repeated her promise to meet them about a half dozen times before she finally set off for his dorm, hoping that everything was ok, wondering why he had just dropped off the face of the earth after she sent him the nude pic. She knocked on the door.
 
Krista's hope full when it was Jamie who opened the door.

"Is Parker around?" she said, almost as if she were accusing Jamie of something. She sighed, trying to calm down, and said. "We're supposed to go out tonight." She looked into the room, as though Parker might suddenly appear, and she felt an ugly feeling growing in her. It was a mix of frustration, anger, fear, all mixed together with want. Where was he? Why wasn't he answering any of her texts?

"Do you know where he is?"
 
Krista paced around the room, absent mindedly glancing at the laptop open on Jamie's desk. She saw the video on the screen but at first it didn't register. Then she looked again and realized she was looking at Parker's bed.

"What the...?"

She looked closer, despite the grainy resolution, and realized someone was getting fucked. Her face turned red, and she felt dizzy for a moment.

"Did you...?" The couple shifted, and the light fell on peroxide blonde hair. It took a moment for Krista to recognize Tina, and Parker on top of her. As if it wasn't bad enough, she could see the t shirt that was hanging on the bedpost in the video was still there. The t shirt that hadn't been there when she left him yesterday afternoon.

"What is this?"
 
When he started to talk, she knew he was lying. She knew he was covering for that asshole. She stared at the video, watching his butt bouncing up and down while the little slut under him writhed in pleasure. After a moment, she realized she was digging her nails into her palms, and she looked away, furious.

The first thing she saw was Jamie, and then his words started to sink in.

"A month?" she said. "Online? When did it start?"

She felt a sick dread.

"Are you telling me...."

She thought about everything that she had done with Parker in the past days.

"Oh my god...."
 
She really thought she was going to be sick. Three weeks since break, and how many times had she gotten naked and fucked Parker or sucked his cock in that time? At least a dozen. Probably more. She had never even taken a nude selfie until this afternoon. Now she was finding out that her sex life was online. She wondered if she at least looked good.

"You have all the videos?" she whispered. "Have you ... watched them?"

It was insane that she was worried about what she looked like. She should be worried about keeping it from spreading. She looked around, trying to see where the cameras were. Then she saw Jamie doing something with his computer, and the video of Parker was gone. For some reason, that brought it back.

"That mother fucker," she said. "I'm going to cut his fucking nuts off."
 
Krista got her phone out of her coat pocket and then took it off and flung it over Parker's bed. She looked at Jamie and clenched her teeth. This was far and away the worst day of her life, and here she was in a tiny little skirt and a barely there halter, because five minutes ago all she had been thinking about was that she wanted to get laid. She looked at him, daring him to say anything about how she was dressed.

"Fuck him," she said. "I don't want to know where he is. I want to kill him."

She looked at Jamie and felt that strange anxiety about the video.

"Did you see me ... doing it with Parker?" she asked, her anger melting into shyness.
 
She shook her head, not really following what he was saying. He had a crush on her? What was that about? In all the time she'd known him, he'd never shown any interest in her. Or anyone else for that matter. Was he just afraid to admit it? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Let me see them," she said. "Please."
 
He nodded and pulled them up. "This is the first one that I saw." He played the video. It was of her and Parker on their bed, she was still in a dress and he naked. They were fucking and moaning so load he turned the colume down.

His cock was getting erect as he watched. "Honestly this is the one I watch the most." He looked at her tonsee what her reaction to not only the video but also his comments.

"There are about 10 more videos up until last night. I havent watched everything yet so I dont know what I would find
 
"The one you watch the most?" she whispered. Meaning, he had watched it more than once. More than the others.

She knew she should be angry about it, but something about it made her feel oddly hot. She took a deep breath and tried to shake it off.

"You said you got them, so they're not on the campus servers anymore?" she said, her voice hoarse.
 
"Correct. I copied everything but I deleted these. I knew they were private material and I thought I was protecting my friend. But it looks like I was also protecting you. Im sorry you were brought into this. I never meant for it tonhappen this way."

He said the last quickly getting flush himself. Part from embarrassment and part from imagining it being him fucking her from behind. He wearing a dress or skirt with no panties. Something about that was so hot to him.

"Ill delete them all but may I watch the other tape to see what else Parker has done? I need to confront him, he will end up hirting someone if he doesnt stop his womanizing ways."
 
She looked at the screen, shaking her head as she watched the grainy image of Parker standing behind her as he fucked her, her dress around her waist, hands clutching the desk. It had been last week. No matter how pissed she was, at Parker for cheating on her, at Jamie for spying on her, she couldn't deny the images turned her on. Even the thought of Jamie watching her and getting hard made her horny.

"God I need that," she whispered. She bit her lip and looked at Jamie. "You jerked off looking at these?"
 
"Yes, it is actually it was actually what I got off to last night," he held his head in shame. But then it occurred to him that she wasnt fussing him out anymore. Nor was she laughing at him for it but that might just be the shock of it all.

"Um, dont you have a party to go to? Arent your friends waiting and probably worried?"
 
She blinked when he reminded her about the party. She gave a shy little laugh as she realized she was so freaked out about Parker that she had actually been turned on thinking of Jamie whacking off watching her. She shook her head. It was too weird to think about.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she said, picking up her coat. She pulled it on and went to the door. "If you see Parker, tell him...." She thought for a second. "Never mind. I'll tell him if he shows up."

She opened the door and stepped out into the hall.
 
Jamia sat down at the desk, his mind still realling from what happened. Not only did he admit hours crush to the hottest girl at school he also admitted he had sex tapes of her and he jacked off to her. What was most surprising is she didn't seem mad. What did that mean, did she like it? Was she an exhibitionist? He let the thoughts trail but thinking about it got him hard.

He fought it but couldn't resist and pulled up the video, he thought of himself fucking her, with her dress around her waist, then it changed, she was in the short dress she was just in. She was leaned over his chair, ass swaying as she watched herself getting pounded. He then walks up behind her and slams into her. She moans and cums. Just as he is about to cum he hears another knock at the door.


(Doesn't have to be her)
 
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