Sunset, the High School Reunion Slut

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>Remember Sunset Shimmer?
>From high school?
>Popular cheerleader? Had lots of friends? Very religious? Half blonde half redhead with freckles, basically the most popular and respected girl in school?
>There was a nerd she knew.
>She would scoff at his childish behavior and put him down for having previously been religious but renounced his faith.
>She really seemed to hate him for it, but he found out one day that this wasn't the case.
>Sunset Shimmer was mean to him because she liked him and wanted to bully him back into being religious, at least at first.
>The girl soon took a different approach, since she could apparently read his mind somehow and see that he kinda had a crush on her despite how much he hated her.
>She came up to him one day and asked to be his girlfriend.
>Remembering all the times she pissed him off, he said no; it was some dumb shit about personal honor or whatever.
>He took away her top girl status when he rejected her.
>She was heartbroken for a bit, felt like she wasn't good enough for him, but she soon got over it, though the fact that he rejected her stuck with her.
>Oh, did it stick with her.
>They both went through the rest of high school without another event happening between the two.
>Graduated, went to college, etc.
>He hadn't heard from her since.
>Or at least not for over a whole decade.
>He went to college, did his thing, kept his dumb ass personal honor with him and remained a virgin.
>Didn't do any frats, no alcohol at all, no drugs, no parties, he got perfect grades, graduated after 8 years with a STEM degree, got a really stable, well paying job, basically found happiness but not really because he became boring and dull.
>But all the while, he found his mind subtly wandering back to Sunset Shimmer... with a hint of guilt.
>It was just a hint, but it was noticeable.
>He felt bad about rejecting her but didn't want to admit it.
>She had always scolded him for not being religious like her, but it came from a place that felt like she was trying to save him.
>Oh well, he kind of stopped caring after a bit anyway.
>Fast forward the clock several more years.
>...
>Ah, yes, high school reunions are great, aren't they?
>At least for the grown up nerd who's now a proper wizard, because he gets to brag about how he's rich and successful with all his own money to himself now while almost everyone else is pigeon-holed in some cubicle job or whatever with a spouse and kids.
>Yup, he flew by plane all the way back to his childhood town just for this.
>It's getting late, sky outside is getting dark, but he still sees a couple of familiar faces
>It turns out he's not the only single person at this reunion.
>After all these years, he recognizes those blonde and red locks; but that's the only thing about Sunset he recognizes.
>Even through her jacket and jeans, he notices how much her body has changed.
>She's put on a little weight but only in the right places.
>Hips wider, breasts ridiculously more developed, natural curves a lot more... not apparent, but obvious.
>All of that added with her increased hight makes her hair and freckles the only things on her he can think of that time didn't... change.
>She was a girl before, she's a fully grown woman now.
>He used to be the same height as her, now she's noticeably taller than him.
>They both were 18 when they last made eye contact, and now this time, they're both 34.
>She is not at all hesitant to walk over to him with a swing in those hips; what happened to her?
>Her eyes are a lot more... lidded than he remembers.
>Sunset Shimmer talks differently too, a lot smoother in her pronunciation and a lower, breathy tone in her voice that sneaks a tingle to the bottom of his spine.
>The rich wizard in his 30's learns from her that she's no longer religious, nor is she a virgin anymore, unlike him.
>After going to college, she got lost.
>One new thing she tried led to another, and it escalated to her spending lots of time on her back with someone on top of her between her legs, to put it lightly.
>It was all one big slippery slope that cost her one virginity, which was overkilled countless times when she kept desiring to explore new territory.
>Got her tubes tied at one point.
>She dropped out of college many years ago, spent lots of time on street corners making money off of what she knew best from college: that body.
>She evolved to be alluring, and always knew exactly what her clients wanted, seeing right into their minds.
>Making their wildest dreams come true for a high price which she used to sustain herself.
>Oh by the way, she's about as rich as the wizard in her sights.
>She explains that she forgives him and no longer wants "salvation" for him, because how can she give it to him when she doesn't have it herself to begin with?
>No, she doesn't want something for him, she wants something FROM him.
>And he can see it in the gleam in her eyes, she wants him, but not in the same way as almost 2 decades ago.
>She doesn't ask him for his number.
>She doesn't ask him where he lives, or where he's going after the reunion.
>She doesn't ask him what his fetishes are.
>She doesn't have to... she shook his hand.
>And now she can see everything, and it makes her fail to hold back a predatory grin that sees him for the fresh kissless virgin he is.
>Oh yes, an undersize clothing wardrobe malfunction fetish is right up her alley; she knows very well how to unlock him.
>She doesn't even care that he declines her advances after she suggested the easy way.
>It doesn't matter anymore, his pants can't protect him forever and she knows it.
>He leaves the reunion and goes back to the hotel he's staying at, ready to fly back tomorrow morning.
>Back into his room he goes, decides to go down to the lobby to get a bite to eat, does just that, and comes back up to start feeling a little bit uneasy.
>Almost feel like someone is in here with him.
>He gets a text on his phone saying that the sender knows what room he's in.
>Doesn't respond, then gets another text confidently saying to close the blinds.
>He automatically figures that whoever this is is already in the hotel room with him.
>And then a third text comes in saying that it's Sunset Shimmer.
>He openly states in his room that he's just going to leave now, planning to sleep in the airport somehow with the little luggage he has until morning.
>But he suspiciously can't find his car keys.
>Goes down to the front desk but no one's there, the whole place seems to be empty except for everyone else in their rooms.
>He now figures it's not safe to go back to his room, so as a last resort, he goes into the one place he knows Sunset isn't allowed to go: the men's bathroom in the hotel.
>Retreats to the sanctuary, and closes and locks the door.
>He hears a "hey" from behind him, turns around and there she is, having predicted he would come here after assuming he had nowhere else to go.
>He recognizes what she's wearing, it's her old CHS cheerleader uniform he used to to daydream about her wearing... and then removing.
>Sunset has grown a lot since she last wore it, and it's too many sizes too small, or rather just enough sizes too small.
>The top cannot possibly conceal her entire chest under its blue fabric; the bottom of her now fully developed tits are slipping out from underneath the tight top whether it's intentional or not.
>Those hips can't hind behind that short little skirt either no matter where it's positioned, pushing the rim of the waist out as Sunset has it only just high enough to conceal panty level.
>She has her phone she used to text him and herd him into here between her thick, bare thighs.
>But the first thing that really hits him is that he's never even seen her bellybutton before, let alone the rest of her very womanly features he wasn't prepared to try to resist.
>The mere sight of her like this freezes him in place, paralyzes him away from the ability to open the door.
>Her lidded eyes and victorious smirk know he can't free his gaze from her body.
>"C'mere. I just wanna talk a bit, it's okay." That low breathy voice alone almost breaches his pants.
>He's obeying her command before he even realizes it, having already walked halfway over to the sink she's perched against.
>But now he's just going over to confront her.
>But she's ready to start carefully unraveling all of his defenses.
>He starts to tell her that-
>Those are either C or D cup breasts under a top meant for B cups at best.
>... tell her that he's still not interested-
>She's got a sleek kissable belly, with that V crease on either side from her bellybutton dipping under that stretched skirt.
>...and that he's found lots of wealth and success, and that... that he... she... he...
>Those thighs must be fogging up that phone's touch screen.
>...He tells Sunset that he wants to leave.
>"I don't see you walking away. You walked up to me, didn't you?"
>He tells her that she's... that he's... she's...
>"Cat got your tongue?"
>He begins to make incoherent stuttering noises as he ogles.
>"It's a bit tight on me, I know." Sunset looks down at her inappropriately clothed body. "Been a while since I wore it."
>When did his hands plant themselves onto the warm sides of her abdomen?
>Why can't he pull them away? It's like magnets.
>"It's fine, I've thought about you in bed sometimes too."
>He yanks his hands back to himself and covers the tent at the front of his pants.
>How did she know about that?!
>"Don't try to hide it. I already know what's happening." She looks down. "I can still see it anyway."
>Something about him re-awakened something that she almost left behind behind after finishing college.
>And everything about Sunset awakened something inside of him more than ever before.
>He tries to keep himself away but fails to back off from her; he gets closer before realizing it once again.
>"Look what you've done to me." She beckons him to return his trembling hands to where they belong. "I know it gets you going. Don't lie."
>His mouth tells her that he won't be had, but his hands have returned to the smooth surface of her skin.
>And his brain betrays him and tells her the truth; he wants to give her the very thing she wants from him.
>He's trying to contain and restrain himself, but Sunset keeps unraveling his defenses.
>She pushes her pelvis forward, bumping into his tent as she stretches her arms up and lets the bottom slivers of her nipples slip out.
>This makes him huff nervously with his hands unintentionally slipping their way up the sides of her torso until he's got fingertips against the rim of her undersized top.
>"I missed you too." She sighs with a giggle. "Go ahead, do it." She responds to his brain screaming that it wants to lift up her top.
>Sunset sways her hips back and forth as her breasts are completely exposed.
>He watches them become erect and pointy after being hit by the cool air.
>Can't back away; Sunset has one arm around him.
>Where's her other hand?
>It was busy undoing the front of his pants while he didn't even know.
>Sunset made it past his boxers with no effort, feels a spark of joy the very second she feels her fingers wrap around his erect member.
>Her free hand placed the phone onto the sink at some point.
>She kisses him before he has a chance to say anything else, opening her mouth wider and wider the longer she feels his quivering lips pressed into hers.
>"Help me out of this thing." She speaks the exact words his fetish wants to hear, locking his virginity into a death grip.
>He discovers that her panties match her nonexistent bra.
>Hungrily reaches under the tiny skirt and grabs humbly, wetting his middle finger in the crease of Sunset's vulva.
>She bucks her hips forth at the feeling, instinctively. She couldn't hold it back, it's in her nature.
>She grits her teeth with a thirsty snarl. "Look what you've done to me..." She strains with her own breath quickening. "Now I'm gonna do it to you."
>He took away her reputation when she was a girl, so now this woman is going to take this man's wizard powers away from him.
>She prompts him to let loose his appetite that she instigated, encouraging him to grope her all over.
>He fondles that voluptuous body Sunset Shimmer has developed over the years, that one he missed out on before it really became something that overwhelms him.
>He loses control over himself; he's under Sunset's control now.
>Every sultry movement of her body commands him, brings him between her thighs with locking shins behind his waist.
>Now she's making prolonged contact with him, purposefully planting more sexual thoughts into his no longer innocent brain.
>Sunset impatiently bucks her nethers onto his tip, demanding the whole shaft to be pushed inside right fucking now.
>And she gets what she wants.
>Envelops his solid meat inside her walls, pushing all of her buttons and making her toes curl.
>Sunset Shimmer groans in wanton delight, feeling not only her own arousal, but reads his arousal through that hot moist connection on the most intimate level.
>Adding one more man to her experience that drew him in to begin with.
>He never stood a chance against Sunset, she won the very moment she made the first move and she was aware of that.
>And now she's making all kinds of moves with his shaft inside, back and forth between root deep and balls deep like she's used to.
>Sunset knows exactly how much it's going to take to get him to climax, she can see it, she can feel it. She knows what she has to do and how hard and for how long.
>Does everything she can to bring out that hot load into her cervix as gradually as possible.
>She's not quitting until she feels that powerful gushing sensation she missed so much.
>There's no windows in the men's bathroom but the mirrors fog up.
>Sunset's lust driven moaning echoes off of the walls.
>She never practiced doing this quietly, so of course she's lucky that the rest of the hotel is still empty aside the people in their rooms wondering if the damn place is haunted now.
>Sunset wails and hollers at the feeling of the rod inside of her being nudged closer to the point of no return.
>She can't get enough of how it twitches and tenses against her walls the way it does, especially if it belongs to a virgin who need the score settled.
>He's slipping closer, and Sunset excitedly pushes him further and further until she feels the last of his restraint wither away just like she wanted.
>She decides when he will cum, and she edges him on just a little bit longer just to feel him go crazy inside of her just a little bit longer.
>And it can't last forever, because even Sunset's own restraint is wearing thin.
>The moment Sunset arguably loves the most soon comes into fruition; he tenses up like a statue and rocks Sunset's libido with a few powerful twitches of finality in the shaft, then the cream crashes and floods up against Sunset's G-spot like a tidal wave.
>Her eyes roll, she throws her head back, embracing this feeling that really gets her through the day.
>One of the guests at the hotel almost calls 9-1-1 from the scary ghost noises they're hearing.
>But police stations don't send exorcists.
>...
>He lost his virginity in the men's bathroom to Sunset Shimmer, at age 34.
>She took him back up to his room, only thirsty for a rematch.
>The plane ticket is ripped in half; these two are staying for a few days.
>And as for the moment when the virginity was lost in the bathroom... they both try to top the feeling from it.
>But it can't be beat... the first time.
>But god damn do they keep trying.
>Over and over and over again as the days go on.
>The hotel bed is definitely ruined forever with the greatest level of impurity.
>Eternally unclean, cursed with boundless sin.
>And the man's bed at home suffers the same fate after he and his new fiancé fly back together.
>He was her final client, with the price being for free aside his hand in marriage.
>And the two embark on an adventure together to eventually fuck the slut out of Sunset once and for all.
>It is his responsibility to undo what he has done to her, and he shall exhaust her libido.
>They plan to readopt their faith once the sin is out of their system for good.