Erotic Education (18+ ONLY)

Mr. Sanchez

I watched as Jannah spread her legs and trailed a pink manicured finger down her bronze, toned stomach.

A smile appeared on my face when my best friend stopped at the hem of her panties, slowly teasing them down. She knew how to make us all work for it.

The camera pushed in closer to the man laying underneath her and she stood a black stiletto clad foot on his face causing him to moan loudly.

Jannah was Queen of Kinks here at Marshall's. She would do anything; Dom, Golden Showers, BDSM, DDxLG. She loved it and she was good at it. Great even.

She was smart because kinks gave your more money than anything else in the industry. Even anal gang bangs. Realistically, no one is gonna get pissed on for less than 50 bucks an hour. Jannah was so sought after already, and she'd only released a photo set and two short films in her time here. I heard the big studios were waiting for her with a contract and pen after her graduation.

I looked to my left to see Derek and Snake (Brad), playing Go Fish with a pack of cards. "Guys!" I scolded and they looked up at me with confused faces. "Jannah is trying to show us her project and you're being rude."

Derek cleared his throat and sat up straight. "Sorry Jan," he mumbled and swiped the cards away from Brad.

"I get to see this every night, I'm not missing anthing," Brad took his phone from his pocket only to earn a tap on the head from Jannah. "I mean... sorry babe. I'll pay attention now."

"Good boy," she laughed and gave him a quick kiss. "See," she paused the video and pointed at the screen. "This is what I was telling you about, G."

I turned my attention back to the television and cocked my head to the side. "It doesn't look that bad."

Jannah gave me a deadpan stare and I shrugged. "It looks like I have a black freaking hole for a vagina!" She whined.

"It's just the angle, and it's only for a few seconds."

"Gracie," she sighed. "Those few seconds could tank my whole career. Nobody wants loose lips on set."

"Babe, it's 'cos your boyfriend has a mega cock and he stretches you out every night!" Brad cheered and Jannah rolled her eyes.

"You see what I have to deal with," she gestured to Brad who was now stood and undoing his pants. "Brad! Put it away!" she slapped at his dick as it fell from his boxers.

It was obvious why his nickname was 'Snake'.

"You know you love it babe!" Brad was now swinging his dick in circles and I groaned.

"And that's our cue to leave," I stood and dragged Derek from the sofa. "Come by my room later Jan!" I called and she mumbled a reply, trying to get Brad to stop.

Derek laughed loudly while we walked down the hall and out of Jannah's building and next door to the dining hall. "That dude is nuts."

"I don't know how she puts up with him."

Brad was nice but he was just on 100 all the damn time. In class, out for dinner, during shoots. He never stopped.

"Hey Gracie?" Derek began shyly.

I sat down at a chair in the cafeteria. "What's up D?"

He went to speak but shrugged instead and headed up to the food bar. I frowned and followed him up, plopping an apple and an açai bowl on a tray. "Derek?" I pried and he looked over at me sheepishly.

"I feel dumb asking," he sighed and grabbed a sloppy joe.

We stayed silent while heading back to the table and while he hate half his lunch. I picked at the granola on top of the yoghurt and fruit bowl and raised my eyebrow at him.