0 comments/ 87082 views/ 16 favorites Cassie's College Years By: irishlovr83 I was walking back to my dorm, having just finished a Bio midterm, and thinking about what my roommate Julie and I would do tonight. We smuggled some alcohol into our dorm room, and were intending on partying. I felt a wet spot form in my panties just thinking about it. Maybe I should backtrack a bit. My name is Cassie. I'm a freshman in college. Julie is my roommate and new best friend. Since the residence hall we live in is called Hartmann Hall, we've been dubbed "The Hartmann Hotties" by many of the guys in our dorm. I'm not one to brag, but the nickname is quite well deserved. In high school, my friends used to tease me, calling me an 'asian J-Lo'. I couldn't be too mad at them, because it got me lots of attention from boys. Or perhaps it was my perky 32 B tits that got their attention. At least, that's what I'd like to believe. In reality, it was probably my ass that attracted the most attention. It was, and still is, huge! Up until my first boyfriend told me how much he liked my butt, I thought it was ugly. Now that I know how boys feel about my firm, round backside, I love my ass, and I flaunt it every chance I get. If having a ghetto booty wasn't enough, my tiny waist and flat tummy accentuated its hugeness, giving my 104 lbs. body some slamming curves. Thanks to my asian heritage, I had a very young looking face, slender, with straight black hair in a bob style that I'd grown fond of my senior year. My eyes were naturally brown, but I recently started wearing cosmetic contacts that made my eyes a piercing crimson hue. Julie, I came to find out, was considered a goddess in her small hometown. She's about 5" taller than me at 5' 9", and very leggy. Her ass was nowhere the size of mine, but it still looked fantastic in a tight skirt or a pair of jeans, and, she tells me, is her favorite way of attracting attention. What she lacks in ass size, she makes up for in her boobs. Julie has the most magnificent pair of 34 D tits I've ever seen, real or fake. Hers are all natural, (Trust me.) and they provide her with a nice amount of cleavage even when she doesn't wear a bra. She, like me, had a flat tummy, but she had enough tone show that she worked out. Despite her centerfold looks, Julie's face is what I consider to be her most stunning feature. The has baby blue eyes that seem to look into the depths of your soul, and a perfect smile with lusciously full lips that makes boys, and even some girls, swoon over her. And to top it off, she has brilliant, wavy red hair that cascades down the sides of her face, down to just above her tits. I've found myself looking at her with a hint of jealousy more than once. Julie and I met for the first time on move-in day. We quickly became friends, half because we had a lot in common, and half because neither of us knew anyone at school yet. By the end of our first week, we were inseparable. We shared everything with one another, clothes, stories about past boyfriends, and even a few more intimate details of our lives. Little did I know that we would soon share a lot more. After a month, we had made enough friends and found the right connections to truly settle into the college life, and by that I mean putting off schoolwork and going to hot parties. So, we spent the last week of our first month at some strange house, downing drinks like they were water, and flirting with boys just long enough for them to pay for said drinks. By the end of the night, I was pretty drunk off of Long Island Iced teas, and Julie looked equally smashed. We staggered home since the party was only 3 blocks off campus, and I'm sure we were a sight. The red dress I wore had been stained beyond recovery from cheap beer someone accidentally spilled on me, and Julie's skirt and top were disheveled from many a guy trying to cop a feel when the opportunity arose. Our walk back was filled with drunken chatter. Julie couldn't stop talking about how hot she thought some of the guys at the party were, and what she let a few of them do to her when no one was looking. I mostly just gawked at her frankness and inquired about her boldness. I did, however, told her that it made me kind of hot when I had beer spilled on me, which caused my nipples to get hard and show through my dress. When we got back to the room, we both started getting undressed. I unzipped my dress and let it slip down and pool around my feet. I unhooked my bra and flung it in the general direction of my hamper. As I watched it land in front of my hamper, my attention was drawn to Julie who was in the process of stripping off her shirt, revealing her ample chest to me. I couldn't help but be impressed by her firm tits, tipped with pale pink nipples. My eyes drifted down her body, taking in what I could only describe as pure sexiness. Her low cut g-string didn't leave much to imagine, but I'm sure that's the effect she wanted. At that moment, I snapped back to reality and I realized that I was checking Julie out. I covered my chest with my arms, and I was made painfully aware of my hard nipples. I was also aware of the tingling I was feeling in my crotch. My mind briefly flashed back to our walk home and I reflected on the intimate details Julie imparted to me in a new light. I panicced. "I'm gonna go get a shower and wash the beer off of me," I announced meekly. Julie looked over quizzically at me, as I grabbed a towel and scampered off to the bathroom. My mind was racing as I stepped into the shower. I had never thought about another girl that way before. I certainly wasn't expecting to be turned on so much from it. As the hot water washed over my body, I tried to push the images of Julie's nearly naked body out of my mind, but they just kept returning, and making me even hornier in the process. A few moments later, I realized I couldn't fight it and I let my horniness and spiked blood alcohol level take over. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit. I felt an explosive release as my fingers worked diligently at my womanhood. I realized that I hadn't really paid attention to my physical needs much since I left for school. I had a "boyfriend" back at home, but we hadn't really made any plans to stay together when I left. As my mind drifted back to the last time I was with him, my other hand drifted to my breast, cupping it, and fondling my hard nipples. I relived that night, imagining it was his hand playing with my tits, and his cock invading my pussy as I rode him. I was in such a state of ecstasy that I didn't hear Julie come into the bathroom or poke her head behind the curtain. "Wow," she said, "You're sexy." I snapped back to reality, and turned a bright shade of red, realizing that she had just caught me with my hand knuckle deep in my pussy. "Julie, what are you doing here," I exclaimed nervously. Julie stepped into the shower and seductively replied, "Joining you." I could feel Julie's hands on my back as she started to kiss me. My nipples, already hard from my solo performance, pressed into Julie's tits as she pulled me to her. I melted into her and responded to her kisses with an urgency that took me by surprise. Her hand slowly traced a path down my tummy toward my vagina. "Julie, I....", my half-hearted protest" trailed off as her fingers found my clitoris. I couldn't believe how horny I was getting from all this. I let out a tiny moan of pleasure as her fingers probed my clit, producing waves of pleasure to ripple through my body. Julie whispered into my ear, "You know, from the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to make love to you Cassie. You are so sexy." She was making me so hot, I began squealing with pleasure. Her one hand was fondling one of my nipples while the other was plunging into my pussy with two fingers. I lost it and started screaming as one of the most intense orgasms I can remember rocked through my body. I collapsed to the floor as the world went hazy for a moment. My body tingled all over. When I regained control of my senses, I was on my knees in the shower, looking up at Julie, who had started playing with herself, obviously in need of an orgasm herself. I noticed that she, like me, kept herself shaved. All the better for what I was about to do. I had never tasted a girl before, besides my own juices that I tried once out of curiosity. I can't say it was bad, but I didn't see what all the big deal was about it. I gently removed Julie's hand from her pussy and replaced it with my tongue, licking all the way up her slit and circling around her clit. I opened my eyes wide in surprise. Julie tasted wonderful. Soon I was attacking her clit with my tongue, while Julie gasped and moaned in pleasure. As her moans reached a fevered pitch, I decided to bring my fingers into the action, I started pumping two fingers into her wet pussy. That put Julie over the edge. Her body stiffened up as she orgasmed. I wasn't prepared for the wash of pussy juice that came with her orgasm. Her juices splashed all over my face and down my arm. It tasted wonderful and I tried to lick up all I could before the shower washed it away. After we got dried off and dressed in our PJs, we sat up most of the night talking about, and having, sex. It turns out that Julie is bi. (I guess I am now too.) She doesn't have a steady boyfriend like I do, but has had a few men in her time. Way more that me, at least. I've only had sex with two guys, one of which is my current boyfriend. We ended the night naked in each others arms, agreeing that we'd even share our bodies with each other. **** So as you can imagine, I was pretty worked up by the time I got back to the room. Luckily, I was greeted by the sight of Julie stripped naked and lying on the floor, masturbating with a big black dildo she bought a few weeks ago. It didn't take me long to throw my backpack onto our bed (we sleep naked together now), and strip down to my thong and bra to join her on the floor. I immediately went to her pussy to lick up all the juices that were gushing from her slit. She put her toy aside to let me eat her out better. I gently nibbled on her clit, while giving it occasional flicks with my tongue. I always knew that this drove her wild because she would put her hands on the back of my head and push me into her crotch even more. She was so wet that it was easy to slide two fingers into her pussy while I assaulted her clit. Julie's body was writhing underneath me as I enjoyed her. When her moans started becoming screams, I knew she was close. My own pussy began to drip at the thought of Julie cumming all over my face. I'd come to know and adore the fact that Julie was a squirter. I've found that I get off on having her cum all over my face when I eat her out. Sometimes I'd ask her to masturbate over me so she'd get her juices all over my tummy and tits. I guess that shouldn't surprise me since I like it when my boyfriend shoots his load all over my tits or face too. I decided to help Julie along a bit, so I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and slid them, glistening with her juices, into her ass. Julie liked anal almost as much as she liked regular sex, but she loves it most when she's getting eaten out like she was now. Julie shrieked with pleasure and a few seconds later I felt her stiffen up as a wash of her juices splashed all over my face. I lapped up what I could, and savored her taste. Now incredibly horny, I reached between my own legs to rub myself, but before I could, Julie interjected, "Oh, no you don't! That's my job Cas." I smiled, expecting her to reposition herself under me so she could eat me out, but instead, she got up and walked over to her closet. "What are you doing, Julie?" I inquired earnestly, "Are you just going to leave me here all super horny and everything?" Julie just gave me a sly smile as she reached for a purple bag on the top shelf. I knew that bag meant that Julie was out shopping for sex toys today, and I got anxious, wondering what she got. Julie disappeared into our bathroom. "I got us a little something to celebrate the end of mid terms," she said. I couldn't see what she was doing but a second later she reappeared, wearing a giant black latex strap on. "Oh my god!" I cried in amazement. It was huge, probably about 10 inches long and 2 inches thick. "You like?" she asked as she moved closer to me. "God Julie! Its so big! I don't think that will fit in me!" With a sly grin, she reached between my legs and got a finger full of my juices. "I think you'll be fine," she replied, as she licked her finger. She was right. I was so wet, the head of her strap on went in easily. I let out a cry of pleasure as my pussy was slowly invaded by this massive cock. Julie started thrusting in and out of me, sinking more and more of her fake cock into me with each successive thrust. Having a cock buried in me made me realize how much I loved having a cock in me. It'd been several months since I'd seen my boyfriend, and dildos just aren't the same. I was brought out of my thoughts by Julie grabbing firm hold of my hips and beginning to thrust into me hard. I have a tendency to squeak and squeal when I'm getting fucked, and this was no exception. With every thrust, another ripple of pleasure coursed through my body. "Oh, god!! Fuck me hard, Julie!" I panted, "Fill me with your cock!" Julie increased her already violent thrusting as she repied, "C'mon lover. Cum on my big dick." With that my mind went blank as a huge orgasm washed over me, flooding all of my senses with a white hot wave of pure pleasure. I'm sure I was screaming, but I couldn't tell. Julie continued pounding my pussy, prolonging my orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. That was the last thing I remembered before I passed out. To be continued... Cassie's College Years Ch. 02 I awoke about an hour later in bed. I guess I had passed out from all the multiple orgasms Julie had given me. Groggily, I looked around the room. Julie was frantically looking for something to wear. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Julie said with a chuckle, "You'd better get up and find something to wear before our company arrives." "Company?" I asked while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "Yes, company," she repeated. "Like the hot male kind that lives down the hall...?" I knew who she was talking about. Sean and Trent were two freshman guys that lived down the hall from us. Sean was your typical athlete, very built and very lean. He had short wavy blonde hair and blue eyes giving him a little bit of a surfer boy vibe to him. Julie had been lusting after him since the first day she ran into him in the laundry room. Trent was very different, but equally sexy. Trent was very tall and, although not as muscular as Sean, had a nice muscle tone to him. Trent was a guitarist and was heavy into the reggae and rock scenes. His auburn hair was kept in rows and rows of dreadlocks, which complemented his caramel complexion well. His deep voice and elegant way with words made most of the girls he talked to swoon for him, myself included. Both boys were friendly enough and we had gotten to know them pretty well since classes started. Looking at the clothes Julie was pulling out of the closet, and the amount of hard liquor she had procured, it was apparent that she was planning on getting to know them a lot better by the end of the night. I finally got out of bed and began rummaging through my dresser to find something sexy to wear, if for no other reason than to not be outdone by Julie. She had picked out a skimpy dress made out of semi-sheer gold satin. It had a halter top that had a slit in the middle to show off her cleavage, then tapered down at her tummy where it fastened to a ring that joined to the skirt of her dress. The skirt consisted of three wavy layers of satin that stopped about two inches below her ass. She slipped on a low rise thong so it wouldn't show under her dress. The dress made it impossible for her to wear a bra, and one false move would expose her to anyone watching, which is just how she liked it. I, on the other hand, decided to go with a black bandana style tube top with a cut off short sleeve jacket. I put on a lacy black thong over which I wore a pair of low rise stretch denim jean shorts that cut off about halfway down my thighs. I knew the sides of my thong where showing. Whenever I wanted to be really sexy or a tease, I'd make a point of showing some of what I was (or wasn't) wearing under my clothes. I think it makes the boys minds race with ideas. "Damn girl," Julie stated as she checked me out. "If I wasn't planning on getting one of these boy's cocks tonight, I'd totally be all over you." She licked her lips. "Easy there, Jules", I retorted. "You're quite the looker yourself." My mind flashed briefly to my boyfriend, Charlie. "If you want me you can have me later after they leave tonight. Since Charlie isn't here, I'll be needing some loving later." Julie laughed. "You don't think I invited both of those luscious boys over here just for me do you?" I looked at her quizzically. "I'm going to take one, and you get to have the other one, Cass." I blushed. "Oh, no, I couldn't cheat on Charlie like that!" "It's not cheating, sweetie. You're in college. It's called 'experimenting'." Julie gave me a long look and when she saw that I wasn't convinced, she added, "Besides, I haven't seen Charlie come visit you at all to take care of your womanly needs." As reluctant as I was to agree with her, she was right. Charlie had barely even called me, much less come to visit me and give me the cock I so desperately wanted. My mind soon drifted to Trent and how it might feel to have his nice hard cock in my pussy. I shook myself back to reality before I got too flustered. "Thats it. You're right, Jules. It's time to party" Julie yelled her approval before pouring us both a double shot of Jack. About 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. As expected, it was Trent and Sean. They had brought their own supply of alcohol to add to the party. Amongst the small talk and greetings flying around, Julie made a round of her special Long Island Iced Teas for everyone. I say special because she packs enough alcohol in them to sedate a horse. Sean and Trent exchanged knowing looks that they would both get laid tonight if they played their cards right. Truth be told, they didn't really have to play their cards right since Julie and I were intent on getting fucked anyway. We started the night off with a friendly game of poker. The losers of the hands had to drink. I'm pretty good at poker, but since the odds were 3:1 in favor of drinking, we all got our share of booze. When the alcohol hit me I started getting hot, so I took off my jacket. "Woot! Yeah, take it off!" Sean cheered. Everyone laughed and I blushed a bit. I decided to do a little teasing. "You'd like this sexy body of mine to be all naked for you, wouldn't you?" I said as I wiggled my ass in his face while I ran my hands all along my body. "Too bad for you that I'm not FUBARed enough to do that yet." "Well, we'll hafta do something about that then won't we?" chimed in Julie. She got up and made us all some more drinks, making sure to move her hips seductively as she walked. "Hey Julie, why don't you get my stuff from my coat," requested Trent. "I have drinks in my hands, why don't you get it yourself," Julie responded. I wasn't exactly sure what they were talking about as Trent got up and walked over to where Julie was. He wrapped his arms around her and although I couldn't see very well, I'm pretty sure he grabbed one of her tits. The embrace didn't last long. Trent reached into his jacket and pulled out a bong and about an ounce bag of weed. I'd smoked up once or twice in high school, but I'd never done it this drunk before, so I was anxious to see how I'd be. Two more Long Island Iced Teas and four or five bowls later. I was on cloud nine. Julie put on some reggae tunes and we started dancing with each other in front of the boys. Julie gyrated her ass into me, and I let my hand slide to the inside of her thigh. I was really starting to get horny and decided to indulge myself. I slipped my other hand inside Julie's top and felt her breasts, exposing her to the boys in the process. The boys were shamelessly rubbing their growing hard ons through their pants. Julie turned around and gave me a big kiss. I melted into her kiss and let my hands slide to her ass. She did the same, and we ground against each other for awhile. I guess Sean got tired of waiting for some action because he got up and slipped behind Julie and started dancing with her. I backed off and watched as one of his hands caressed her supple breasts, while the other hand drifted up under the hem of her skirt. From Julie's reaction, I could tell he was rubbing her hot pussy. I was just watching them, losing myself in their display, when I felt a tug on my thong, making me fall backwards. I fell into Trent's lap, brushing against his hard on. He immediately began kissing my neck, which sent waves of pleasure straight to my crotch. I didn't notice that Trent had unbuttoned my jeans until they were slipped over my ass. I looked over to see if Julie an Sean could see what was happening to me, but I quickly realized they were preoccupied. Sean had his pants down and Julie was kneeling, taking his cock into her mouth. Trents hands drifted down to my crotch. He started rubbing the sticky wet spot on my thong that my pussy had made. It felt so good, I started to moan and ground my pussy into his fingers. "Damn, girl," he whispered into my ear, "you have the wettest pussy I've ever seen. You must be really horny." "Oh yeah," I gasped. "But, now its my turn." I stood up and faced him as I untied my top and let my supple breasts free. I started playing with my nipples until they got hard. I saw the bulge in Trent's pants move as I did so. Since I'm asian, my nipples are nice and small, but they stick out quite a bit when they're hard. Then I removed my thong, letting him see my boobs hang down as I bent at the waist to take them off. I then straddled his lap, letting him get a good look at my boobs. I pulled his pants down a little bit more so I could reach into his boxers and pull his cock out. My eyes went wide as I grabbed it. It felt huge. My assumtions were confirmed as I pulled out his massive cock. It must have been at least 9" long and big around as my wrist. "Oh, wow," I gasped. Trent smiled at my reaction. I was really horny and I needed some satisfaction at this point. I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Suck on my nipples." He obliged and took one of my nipples into his mouth while he fondled my other breast with his hand. Meanwhile, I started rubbing my slit up and down the side of his cock. I heard Julia moaning behind me, so I tilted my head to see what was happening. Julia was spread eagle on our bed while Sean was plowing his cock into her pussy. Seeing Julia getting fucked made my pussy juices flow even more, coating Trent's cock. Before I knew it, Trent shifted down on the couch, and his cock slid into my pussy on my next hump. I let out a shrill cry as his thick meat invaded my tight hole. "Ooooh," I moaned as I slowly sank deeper onto his cock, "oh, fucking god." I was now impaled by the entire length of his cock. I couldn't believe how filled I was. As I was adapting to the feel of Trent's cock in me, he started fondling my clit with his thumb and index finger. I was trying to hold back yelps and gasps of pleasure, quite unsuccessfully. Trent soon found my sweet spot and I felt a rush of pleasure course through my body as I orgasmed. "Oh, god! Oh! Aieee!" I screamed as my juices coated Trent's cock. Trent kept up his assault on my clit, giving me a prolonged orgasm. My vaginal muscles started spasming, gripping his thick cock as I came. I fell off Trent's cock as my orgasm subsided and I caught my breath. I was now on my hands and knees on the futon. Trent quickly took advantage of this and repositioned himself. He grabbed my hips and pulled me toward him as his huge cock again invaded my tiny asian hole. I cried out as he buried himself entirely inside me. Sean and Julie were watching our display while Julie still had a hand working Sean's shaft. He had gotten soft after busting his load all over Julie's chest, but he was quickly recovering. Trent grabbed my hips and thrust into me over and over, driving me to yet another orgasm. Pleasure washed over me and with each thrust of his cock, a fresh wave of pleasure filled my senses. Suddenly, Trent's cock left me. I heard him grunt before spraying his load all over my ass and pussy. I felt it oozing down my inner thighs. I watched in my glazed over state as Julie got up and kneeled down behind me. I felt her tongue running up and down my thighs as she cleaned Trent's cum off of me. When she got to my pussy, she began attacking my clit with her tongue. I felt a new wave of orgasm wrack my body and I collapsed completely on the couch. I watched in a half conscious state as Julie mounted Trent's cock. I saw their lips moving, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I watched as Julie writhed on Trent's cock, impaling herself on his massive cock. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sean stand up and walk over to me with his freshly hard cock in his hand. He positioned it near my face and I knew what he wanted. I grabbed his cock and started licking it, savoring the precum that was oozing from the tip. Sean started thrusting his cock into my mouth, obviously wanting to cum again. He repositioned himself so he was straddling my face and began thrusting his cock down my throat. I started to gag on his cock, but didn't really have the strength to fight it. He fucked my throat for few minutes until I felt his cock tighten and jets of cum shot down my throat. Sean pulled his cock out and shot a few more streams of cum all over my face. As Sean dismounted me, I could see Julie orgasming all over Trent's cock, soon followed by Trent reciprocating and filling Julie full of his seed. As I dozed off for the final time that night, I could see Trent and Sean getting dressed and leaving. It certainly had been a good night. Cassie's College Years Ch. 03 Cassie groggily opened her eyes as she slowly woke up. Glancing around the room, she saw her clothes scattered all over the floor and was immediately reminded of the debauchery of the night before. Cassie smiled smugly to herself before another realization hit her. She was still covered in cum that wasn't getting any fresher. Rising to her feet, she briefly wobbled before regaining her balance. Julie was lying on their bed, face up. Trent's cum was slowly oozing from her pussy. Cassie briefly wondered if Julie was on the pill, but figured it wasn't really her business or concern. Grabbing a towel she skipped into the bathroom and promptly froze. Due to a rooming mistake, the girls shared their bathroom with a couple of guys in an adjoining room, Terry and Alexi. And at the moment, Terry was in the bathroom, now staring aghast at a very naked, cum spattered Cassie. Cassie could feel herself blushing the deepest shade of red. Through sheer willpower, she rushed into the shower and turned the water on. As the water cascaded over her curves, she prayed that Terry would just leave and she wouldn't have to explain herself when she got out of the shower. Minutes passed and she didn't hear anything to tell her that Terry had left. Moments later, a tall muscular figure slid past the shower curtain. It was Terry. Cassie's eyes grew wide when she realized that he was not just joining her for a shower, but he was also sporting quite a boner. "Oh, my god! Terry, what the fuck are you doing?!" Cassie tore her eyes away from his cock to yell at him. Terry just smiled, replying, "You looked like you had a lot of fun last night, and I want to get in on that fun." Cassie swung at him, hoping a fist or two would make him leave. Terry, being a martial artist, easily caught her fist, and pressed her back against the wall. Cassie looked away, both her disgust at Terry and her shame at the faint stirring in her loins. "That's not very nice," Terry sneered, "you should learn some manners." Terry moved closer to her, causing her firm tits to press against his muscled chest. Cassie felt his hard cock slide between her legs, rubbing her slit and making her really horny. She didnt' know how much longer she could resist. Terry kissed her, and she only fought for a second before accepting his tongue into her mouth. She couldn't deny that he was sexy, and in other circumstances, she might have been the one making advances. "Terry, please. I don't want to do this," Cassie said as they broke their kiss. "Bullshit!" Terry retorted, "I know you DO want this, or were you not aware that you were humping my cock while I was kissing you." Cassie blushed. She hadn't realized it, but she had been rubbing her pussy along his cock as they were kissing. She knew she wanted him, that she would let him fuck her, but she also realized she was enjoying this submissive role. Perhaps she would continue to play the victim, she decided. "Terry, no. I didn't mean to. I'm really not ready for sex so early in the morning." She laughed inwardly. She couldn't even count the number of times she'd masturbated first thing in the morning. Terry responded simply by reaching down and slipping a finger in her pussy.It sunk in with a squish. Cassie squirmed against his finger. "Again, I don't believe you. In fact, that's the wettest pussy I've felt in awhile." Terry began working a second finger, then a third into Cassie's dripping pussy. She panted with every thrust of his fingers. A small squeal escaped her mouth as he hooked his fingers inside her pussy, rubbing her g-spot hard. While he fingered her pussy, Terry bent down to take one of her firm round tits in his mouth. His rough tongue circled around Cassie's nipple before his lips wrapped around it and started sucking. "Oh, god. Terry, please stop. I can't take it anymore," Cassie pleaded, fully hoping he wouldn't actually listen to her. To her delight, he responded by adding another finger to her pussy, stretching her out. "Ahhh," cried Cassie. He was being rough with her, and she liked it. He bit down on her nipple, sending pleasure pains through her body. She was so incredibly horny, she needed his cock. "Terry, ow! Please, Terry, don't! I can't.....uhhnmm!" "Don't worry, Cas. It'll all be over soon," Terry whispered, as he removed his fingers from her dripping pussy. He hooked his hand under her knee and lifted one of her legs up, giving him easy access to her pussy. He leaned into her and his cock penetrated her, sinking deeper with each second. Cassie wrapped her arms around Terry's neck for support as she felt herself being filled by his cock. "Oh, god Terry! No, not your cock!" She was in heaven, and she knew her protests were only egging him on, causing him to fuck her harder and harder. She loved the feeling of being submissive, letting him have his way with her. She was lost in the naughtiness of her thoughts when she heard Terry begin grunting. Realization hit her that he was about to cum. He was about to cum deep in her unprotected pussy. "Terry, please, not in my pussy!" Terry continued his thrusting. Cassie realizing her goading had backfired. He was going to shoot his load inside her. However, instead of worry, this thought made Cassie even hornier. Now, she truly was out of control. With a load grunt, Terry thrust his cock deep into Cassie's pussy, cumming deep into her. Cassie came to as the thought of his cum flooding her fertile womb drove her mad with lust. She let out a piercing scream as she came harder than anything she had ever experienced before. Terry pulled out of her and she collapsed into a heap on the shower floor like a rag doll. Cassie's world was still fuzzy and spinning when Terry excused himself from the shower. "Thanks for the sex, Cassie. Hope we can do it again sometime." Cassie slowly regained her senses as her orgasm subsided. The first thing she did was wash her pussy out and pray that she wouldn't get pregnant. The washing soon turned to rubbing, which then turned to fingering. Cassie's libido was still in full throttle from being used a few minutes before. After another, less potent orgasm, Cassie finished her shower. Once back in her room, Cassie put on some lounging around clothes, which in the unnatural heat of March, consisted of a light, white cotton tank top and a pair of booty shorts with "Juicy" on the butt. Julie was still dead to the world, and Cassie decided to let her sleep some more after the night she had. Cassie's eyes drifted to the half-filled alcohol bottles and realized that Trent's bong and stash were still in their room. She wasn't an avid smoker, but she definitely enjoyed being high, and she figured she might as well kick her spring break off with a bang. Twenty minutes later, Cassie was prancing down the halls, completely stoned. She had Trent's bong in one hand and his stash stuffed neatly in her cleavage. The halls were unusually quiet today, but Cassie didn't notice. She was on her way to return Trent's stuff and hopefully get another go at his monster cock. Cassie started getting wet just thinking about it. She knocked on Trent and Sean's door, but didn't get an answer. A few seconds passed before she knocked again. No answer. "Hey Trent! It's Cassie! Let me in!" she yelled as she pounded on the door again. Still no answer. With a sigh, she gave up and turned to go back to her room, and promptly bumped into dorm security. The security guard was a very muscular, built, short man. His blond crew cut reminded her of her dad's old military photos. His features were all very chiseled, yet young, and his shirt was bulging from the man's muscles. His nameplate said, "Dwight". "What do you have there, miss?" Dwight demanded with a voice as firm as his body. Oh shit, thought Cassie. She had forgotten that she still had the bong in her hand. "Oh, nothing. Just borrowing it from a friend so I could smoke some tobacco," Cassie lied, and it showed in her face. Dwight eyed the asian girl up and down. Cassie was both panicking and incredibly horny from a combination of being high, her impure thoughts about Trent, and the current ogling she was receiving. Dwight took note of her hard nipples poking through the thin material of her top and the wet spot forming in her crotch. "You don't look like the tobacco smoking type, miss...." "Cassie, sir." "Well, Cassie," Dwight continued, "I'm going to have to search you for any other contraband. If you're clean, I suppose I can let you go with a warning." Cassie gulped. She knew he would find the pot on her. She was so dead. "But sir!" Cassie pleaded, "Where would I hide anything? These clothes are skin tight!" Dwight eyed her up and down approvingly. "That may be true, Cassie, but none the less, I'm going to have to ask you to spread your legs and lean against the wall. Cassie did what she was told, arching her back and thrusting her ass out. She was hornier than a bitch in heat, and hoped he would be distracted enough to forget about searching her. "Like this?" Cassie asked innocently, looking back over her shoulder at the well-built security officer. He had a lustful look in his eye, and a bulge in his pants. "Yeah, just like that," he said gruffly. Dwight moved directly behind Cassie and placed his meaty hands on her hips. One hand slid down across her stomach, while the other traversed her ass, grabbing a handful of ass cheek along the way. His hands continued exploring her, rubbing along the wet fabric covering her pussy. Cassie stifled a moan of pleasure from the fondling. Next, his hands both went up to her breasts, caressing her supple chest. His fingers pinched her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. This time she couldn't suppress the moan. As he molested her boobs, his bulge was pressed against her dripping pussy, slowly grinding into her. As he squished her boobs together, the bag of weed hidden in her cleavage broke free and tumbled to the floor. Dwight stopped and looked at it. "Oh, shit," Cassie cursed under her breath. She was equally upset about the weed as she was about him ceasing to grope her. "Well, well, looks like I was right about you Cassie," Dwight said, picking up the bag of weed. "You're a very bad girl. Looks like I'm going to have to perform a full cavity search." Cassie heard a zip, and looked behind see him pulling his thick cock out of his pants. It wasn't very long, but his girth more than made up for it. She was happy to see him pull her shorts aside and roughly jam his cock in her pussy. Since she was so wet already, it sunk in easily with a squish despite his size. Dwight wasn't much for technique. He slammed his cock into her pussy while grunting with each thrust. Cassie was actually being more turned on by his selfish lovemaking since her recent submissive awakening in the shower. "Oh, yeah, slut! Looks like this hole is clear. Time to check the other one!" Cassie's eyes went wide as she registered what he had just said. Dwight pulled his cock out of her pussy and positioned it at her asshole. Cassie had never had her ass fucked before. Dwight started pressing his cock into her ass slowly. The pain shot through Cassie's body and she bit her lip to deal with the pain. Dwight forced his thick cock into Cassie's ass, inch by inch, until he had his entire cock in her. He stayed still for a few seconds while Cassie whimpered. "Mmmm. Tight ass. You've never taken a cock here before have you, slut?" Dwight mocked. Cassie shook her head. "Well, you'll get used to it," he added, as he began fucking her ass. Thanks to the pussy juice on Dwight's cock, it slid into Cassie's ass smoothly. Cassie let out a yelp with each thrust. After awhile, the pain subsided, and Cassie felt an increasingly intense pleasure filling her. Her yelps turned to moans, as she started savoring the cock penetrating her. Dwight was hammering her hard. His grunts grew fervish as he plunged into Cassie's firm behind. Cassie reached down and started rubbing her pussy. She was just about to cum, when she felt Dwight's grip on her hips tighten and he came in her ass. He pulled out, and put his cock away, leaving Cassie unfulfilled and full of his cum. He zipped back up and grabbed the bong and bag of weed. "I'll be confiscating these, miss," Dwight said diplomatically. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "and I'll forget where I found it for a later favor." Cassie looked up at him, still horny, and nodded in agreement. The security officer strolled away. Cassie straightened herself out as she watched the elevator open and the officer step inside. He bumped into Trent, who was getting out of the elevator. Trent saw his bong in the hands of the security officer, but didn't say anything until the elevator doors closed and he saw Cassie sitting on the floor outside his door. "Cassie, what the fuck?!" he asked. "Oh, shut up, Trent! I just took the fall and a dick in my ass for your shit! I don't want to hear it!" Cassie shot back. "Damn, girl! That's some deal you worked out. Now how do you plan on reimbursing me for my bong and pot?" Cassie gave him a devilish look as she got onto her feet. "Well, I didn't get to cum. Maybe you could help me with that?" Trent smiled as he unlocked his room and ushered her inside. His cock was already twitching with anticipation. Cassie's College Years Ch. 04 I staggered back from Trent's room several hours later. My skin was glistening as though I had just run a few miles. I even felt like I had run a few miles, but the truth was that I just spent the last 4 hours getting high and getting fucked by the biggest dick I had ever seen. My shorts and tank top were also soaked in a mixture of sweat and other juices. I was looking forward to getting a shower and into some clean clothes. As I turned the knob to my room, I could hear Julie talking to someone inside. I assumed it was just someone on the phone, so when the door swung open, I was literally stunned by what I saw. Julie was standing by the closet, clad in pastel blue boyshort panties and matching bra, with a number of outfits around her, and my boyfriend from home, Charlie, was sitting on our futon, ogling her body. As I walked in, Julie looked up at me and smiled. "Well, look who's finally back," Julie announced. Charlie turned and jumped when he saw me. He tried to hide the fact that he was staring at Julie just a moment ago. It didn't phase me. Frankly, I started to feel ashamed. I had just come from a seriously long fuck session, still halfway baked, and now I felt like a whore. "Where ya been, Cass?" Julie asked, but the glint in her eye told me that she could venture a pretty accurate guess if she had to. "Oh, I was at the gym," I lied. My gaze fell on Charlie, and I mustered every ounce of will I had to not give away my guilt. "Charlie! What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" I was hesitant to give him a hug and kiss, since I'm sure I smelled like sex. Regardless, Charlie got up and came over to me, so I gave him a hug and kiss. "I wanted to suprise you Cass! I knew you had spring break this week, so I thought I would come up for a few days." Charlie was beaming at me, and although I was happy he had come up, part of me was disappointed too. That realization made me panic. "I need to get a quick shower. I stink," I blurted out, as I grabbed the closest towel. I shot a disguised plea to Julie for help. "Jules, can you keep Charlie entertained until I'm done?" I asked, as I disappeared into the bathroom. I knew without looking that Julie would take full advantage of my request. ***** I stepped back into the room with my towel wrapped around me. The air in the room was cool, and I felt my nipples get hard. Julie was now wearing a sports bra and sexy little running shorts that made her ass look great. "I'm goin' for a jog. You two kids don't have too much fun while I'm gone," Julie said with a wink. While to Charlie, I'm sure that wink meant he was going to get laid when she left, to me it told a completely different story. A quick glance to the floor confirmed my hunch. Julie's previous attire was lying on the floor, so she had been teasing Charlie by changing in front of him. I knew right then that we'd be sharing my boyfriend. As the door shut, I went and sat next to Charlie. He was sporting an obvious hard on. "So what did you think of my roommate?" I prodded, curiously waiting to hear how he'd respond. "She's, uh, very...friendly," he responded, obviously feeling a little guilty about seeing Julie's goodies. "Yeah, that's Julie." I laughed. Springing off the couch. I stood in front of Charlie. Teasingly, I began undoing my towel and letting it slide down my body. "So," I asked seductively, "Did you miss me?" Charlie's cock was now pitching a circus tent in his pants, and his eyes grew wide with anticipation. "Uh huh," he managed to say. Romantic, he was not. At the first sign of action, Charlie flew out of his clothes. He kicked off his shoue, flung his shirt across the room, and dropped his pants to around his ankles, letting his erection stand proud. "Oh, so you think I should just give myself to you just like that?" I coyly asked while covering myself a bit. I tried to hide my suprise at Charile's newfound physique. He wasn't fat or anything, but he just lacked definition. Now he had an athlete's body. Chiseled abs, nice calves, and a very defined chest. "Well, I was hoping," Charlie blushed, "I mean, I really missed you." He paused briefly. "And you're the best sex I've ever had!" "I'm also the only sex you've ever had," I added, laughing. Charlie and I were both virgins when we met, and we had only done it three times before I left for college. Charlie started looking distressed. "But I suppose you did come all this way to suprise me," Charlie perked up at this, "I guess I shouldn't leave you empty handed." With that, I let my towel fall and I knelt before Charlie. I took his cock in my hand, and rubbed along his length. Charlie had a very slender cock, only as wide as two of my fingers. His cock was only slightly above average in length at 7 inches. I squeezed the base of his cock, making the tip swell. I looked up at Charlie with my best pair of innocent eyes while I slowly worked his member. Charlie moaned and placed his hand around the back of my neck. Without prompting, I started licking slowly up his cock, kissing the tip all over. I savored the taste of the precum leaking from his dick. Inch by inch, I began taking his cock into my mouth, and each inch exacted a moan of pleasure from Charlie. My lips wrapped tight around his shaft and my tongue pressed at the underside of his cock, giving the feel of a nice tight pussy. Obviously, Charlie enjoyed this, so he started thrust into my mouth. Soon, his cock was pressing at the back of my throat, causing me to gag temporarily. I quickly became accustomed however, as his cock thrust its way down my throat. Taking in all of Charlie's cock made me so horny that I had to rub myself with my free hand, while Charlie fucked my mouth with increasing fervor. Charlie grunted loudly as he slammed his cock down my throat and kept it there as he shot wad after wad of cum directly into my stomach. With his cock lodged in my throat, I began gasping for air. Charlie didn't budge, enjoying the feeling of my throat spasming around his cock. I was still rubbing myself, close to orgasm, when I started to lose conciousness. The assault on my clit, combined with my lack of oxygen brought me to the most mind numbing orgasm I've ever had. The last thing I remember before everything went black was squirting what must have been a gallon of cum from my pussy. ***** I awoke to Charlie over me, his cock thrusting into my pussy. His mouth was clamped to my right nipple, while my left was being pinched and squeezed by his fingers. The feeling of his cock probing my vagina overtook any resentment I might have felt for his apparent lack of interest in my well being. I was still so sensetive from my previous orgasm that my mind was on fire with every thrust. "Oh, god, Charlie! Fuck me harder," I screamed, "It feels so good!" Charlie responded with a lustful moan, then increased his pace. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of sex all around us, and I lost myself in the ecstasy. "I'm cumming! Oh, god, I'm cumming!" I clawed into Charlie's back as I spasmed under him. "Uhn, oh, Cass, I'm gonna cum too," Charlie sputtered. Charlie always came in huge amounts for as long as I've known him. He had almost burst a condom the last time we had sex. "Oh yeah, baby, cum. Give it to me. Fill me up," Charlie and I always used condoms in the past, so I liked to pretend he was cumming in my pussy instead of the condom. A loud grunt from Charlie and a hard thrust told me that he was cumming. As his cock twitched over and over, releasing wads of come into the condom, I felt something leaking out of my pussy and over my ass. And then it hit me. Charlie wasn't wearing a condom! He had just cum in my pussy! "Shit! Charlie! You aren't wearing a condom!" I was furious and trying to push him off me. I knew I had to get in the shower and try to wash his cum out of me. "No, I wasn't. I didn't have one," Charlie retorted, "but you told me to cum in you. I assumed you had started taking the pill." It's true, I had told him to cum in me. And thinking about it now, the thought of him acctually doing it was really hot. And the feel of his cum slowly leaking from my cunt felt really good. "No, I'm not. I just assumed you had a condom on like we used to do," I said calmer, my face softening, "I just hafta rinse myself out so hopefully I won't get pregnant." The startled look that crossed Charlie's face made me giggle to myself, as if he never considered the consequences. I told him to get dressed for when Julie came back. I disappeared into the bathroom again. ***** Julie, me and Charlie were all sitting on our futon, surrounded by half empty bottles of whisky and vodka. We were all sloppy drunk at this point and were engaged in a game of strip poker. The game was about to end, since I was wearing only a thong. Julie had her bra and panties on and Charlie was wearing only his boxers. It was apparent that Charlie was enjoying our scantily clad bodies from the tent pitched in his boxers. "Oh, shoot, I lost," cooed Julie, having just been beated by a flush. She rose from the couch and unclasped her bra, letting her veluptuous tits spill out. She shook them a bit in Charlie's direction before sitting back down. Charlie was fixated on our chests, glancing at one, then the other, as if trying to decide which he liked more. "Okay. One more hand," I announced, shuffling the deck as I did so, "Everyone plays, winner gets to strip the undies off the loser." Julie giggled and gave me a knowing look. In any result, someone was getting naked. The cards fell and I lost to Julie's straight. I sighed a fake sight of disappointment. "Okay, Cass. Let Julie take your thong off," Charlie piped up. He had perked up at the thought of Julie stripping me, and he didn't want me to back out. Little did he know he was about to get a great show. "Come and get me, Jules." I teasingly sprung up and threw myself onto our bed. Julie was right behind me, and no sooner had I hit the bed, than she straddled me. Starting at my neck, she slowly glided her hands down the length of my torso, brushing her fingers over my nipples, and iliciting a slight moan from me. When her hands got to my thong straps, she hooked her thumbs inside and pulled them off of me. I looked over at Charlie for what I knew was coming next. Julie lowered her face between my legs and expertly licked my pussy like so many times before. Charlie's shocked expression was priceless. He hadn't expected his girlfriend and her roommate to be lesbians together. "Oh, god. Charlie, her tongue feels so good. Ahhhh!" I encouraged. Charlie became aware of the raging hard on in his boxers, and promply took to jerking off. Having my boyfriend watch me with a girl between my legs was too much and I felt an orgasm rip through my body. Julie, as usual, didn't stop assaulting my clit as I came, causing my orgasm to linger and reverberate through me. "Are you gonna sit all the way over here or are you gonna come join us Charlie?" I heard Julie say as I came down from my euphoria. Charlie wasted no time in losing his underwear and clamoring up onto the bed. I was ready to take Charlie's cock in my mouth, but Julie beat me to it. She repositioned herself atop of me so her pussy was over my face. She grabbed Charlie's cock and leaned down until her lips were wrapped around the head. Excited groans from Charlie told me he was enjoying Julie's mouth, so I turned my attention to the dripping pussy in front of me. I pulled apart Julie's pussy lips and launched my tongue deep into her snatch. A stifled moan from Julie told me that she approved. I kissed her clit, lightly sucking on her swollen nub. As the sucking continued, I felt a pair of fingers probing my pussy. I wasn't sure to whom they belonged, but I didn't really care at that point. I was just happy to have something in my pussy. When the fingers hooked around and made contact with my g-spot I knew they were Julie's fingers. I also knew the ecstasy that was now pulsing through my body. I came hard, maoning loudly into Julie's pussy. Julie, incorrigable as she is, kept assaulting my pussy, her fingers making slopping sounds as they were coated by my gushing juices. By the time, she extracted her fingers, I was delirious from the pleasure. I was about to drift off into a blissful sleep when I felt Charlie's cock slide into my pussy. It's length penentrated me deep, and I squealed my approval. Charlie fucked me in earnest, and it wasn't long before I was cumming again, each thrust giving me more pleasure. "Okay, champ. I think Cassie needs a break, before you break her," Julie chimed in. It was only after Charlie pulled out that I noticed that Julie had turned around, offering her pussy to my boyfriend. I watched silently as Charlie slid his cock into Julie. "Oh, god, Cass," Julie whispered into my ear, "his cock is so good."Over her shoulder, I could see Charlie's face contorted in throes of pleasure. His eyes were closed, and he was thrusting for all he was worth. It was so erotic watching him rail my roommate while she nibbled on my neck. Suddenly, Julie started moaning loudly and writhing above me. I loved watching Julie cum. "Fuck her harder, baby, she's cumming," I encouraged. Charlie's eyes shot open and looked right at me, as if he had just now realized that he was nailing some girl on top of his girlfriend. That didn't slow his assault on her pussy at all though. "Yeah, do it. Fuck her nice and good," I said, looking him dead in the eye. "Give it to her, she wants it, don't you Jules." "Uh...huh," Julie replied between gasped breaths. "Fill me, please...." "Mmmm, hear that Charlie?" I cooed, "the slut wants your cum. Give her your cum, baby." The dirty talk pushed Charlie over the edge, and he thrust hard into Julie and I knew he was dumping his load into her cunt like he did to me earlier. They both collapsed on the bed next to me and were fast falling into a blissful sleep. I knew in that moment that Charlie and I weren't going to be together much longer. I've had way too many crazy sexual experiences since college to be tied down. Still, I wouldn't waste a perfectly good cock while Charlie was here. Cassie's College Years Ch. 05 We spent next two days were spent entertaining Charlie. Julie was insatiable, and would spend every second we were in our dorm room trying to get into Charlie's pants. It's not that she was trying to steal my boyfriend, it's just like how when there's a plate of cookies in front of you, you eat cookies. Besides, I didn't really care. I had stopped thinking of Charlie as my boyfriend since the threesome we had the first night. Also, it gave me opportunity to visit other boys. I paid Trent another visit, partially because I felt I still owed him for losing his bong, but also because I was addicted to his 9" monster. I'd get goosebumps just thinking about it stretching my tiny Asian pussy open. So it was with moist panties that I knocked on Trent's door, only to have it answered by Sean. I can't say I wasn't disappointed, but none the less, I went inside when Sean offered. "Is Trent coming back soon?" I asked, not realizing how lusty it must have sounded. "Nope. He went to a concert in Boston, he's not gonna be back until at least 2 am," Sean replied casually. He reached into his desk drawer and produced a camera, good quality too. "Since you're here Cassie, maybe you could help me with a photography project? It's about the female form, and I have to say, you're one of the nicest female forms I could hope to shoot." I busted out laughing, "God, that was such a cheesy line! You're lucky you're sexy," I teased while batting my eyes seductively. "Sure, I'll model for you. Should I be wearing anything in particular?" "No, what you're wearing is fine for now. Maybe if I can convince you to do a second shoot, you can play dress up then," Sean replied with a wink. What I was wearing was rather revealing, yet tasteful enough to go outside in, although maybe without getting some looks. I was wearing a plaid skirt that came halfway down my thighs. The kind of skirt that was too short to run wearing, but otherwise stayed put. On top I had a semi-sheer wife beater underneath an unbuttoned powder blue collared shirt. I had a loosely knotted tie that matched my skirt. Basically, the disheveled asian schoolgirl look. I thought Trent would enjoy it, but I could see that Sean approved as well. Over the next half hour, Sean took lots of pics of me in various poses. Some fun, some very artsy, but most were quite seductive. I could tell my teasing was getting to Sean. His cock had grown rock hard and was clearly visible running down the inside of his pant leg. And I had to admit that I was more than a little horny myself. I had never been photographed anything like this before, but I really liked it. I felt so sexy. I was so turned on that I didn't even hesitate when Sean said he needed some nude photos too. I just told him to keep shooting, and I began stripping for the camera. I sat on the bed and pulled my thong down from under my skirt, followed by a couple frontal shots with me spreading my legs for a really hot upskirt shot. Next I peeled off my shirt and wife beater, leaving just the tie, my skirt, and a lacy black bra. I teased the camera for a bit, dancing around and playing at exposing myself. When the bra came off, Sean let out an audible sigh as he took in my small frame and perky tits giving him and his camera a private strip show. I pinched my nips, which were already hard. I got on my knees and leaned back while spreading my legs apart and I heard the click of the camera take it all in. After a few more dirty dance moves, I stood up and shimmied out of my skirt. The camera clicked furiously as I covered myself with my hands. Slowly, but surely, the photos became raunchier as I became more and more aroused, to the point where I was parting my pussy lips for the camera and fingering myself. Suddenly, there was a beeping sound followed by a stifled curse from Sean. "Damn camera ran out of battery power," he explained, placing the camera on his desk. He turned his gaze back toward me, and grinned evilly. "But you were doing great." "Were!?" I retorted, while crawling across the floor to him. "Baby, I'm just getting warmed up." I yanked at his pants, pulling them down and letting his cock spring into view. Without hesitation, I wrapped my hands around his warm shaft and began slowly stroking it, giving the tip extra attention. Sean moaned his approval as his head lolled back. While he wasn't looking, I repositioned myself and sunk my mouth down on his shaft. Although his cock wasn't as big as Trent's, it still filled my tiny mouth easily. I licked the underside of his cock as I bobbed my head up and down, taking as much of his cock in as I could. "Oh, shit that's good, Cassie," Sean encouraged. His hands found their way to the back of my head, urging my mouth further onto his cock. I knew what was coming, and my pussy was getting really wet just thinking about it. Sean started forcing my head down onto his cock. thrusting down my throat. At first, I gagged, my throat spasming against the intruder. However, I quickly adapted to his cock, and he started fucking my mouth in earnest. I was running low on air, and couldn't take a breath with the cock in my throat. I prayed that Sean was close to finishing, as I was getting dizzy. But there was something intoxicating about being completely submissive. I felt a fire in my pussy building as Sean's cock assaulted my throat. I started rubbing my swollen clit, which quickly erupted into a crushing orgasm. My body quaked, feeling the euphoric pulse through every muscle. Sean grunted and as he slammed my head down on his cock, I felt thick wads of cum shoot down my throat. A second later, his grip on my head loosened, and I fell to the floor, still furiously rubbing myself as orgasmic electricity played across my skin. It took me a good ten minutes to work up enough energy to pick myself up off of the floor and don my clothes again. As I was zipping my skirt back up, I looked over Sean's shoulder to see what he was up to. He was uploading his photos to his computer and was sorting through them. "Those came out really good, Sean. I look hot!" Sean just smiled at me. After a minute he handed me a flash drive. "Here," he said, "this is a copy for you." "Cool. Thanks." I took the flash drive and wedged it between my tits. "So you think that will get you an A in your class?" I asked flirtatiously. Sean laughed. "What's' so funny?" I asked. "I never said it was for class. I said it was for a project." Sean typed something into his computer, then turned the screen towards me. "See?" I was shocked. There my pictures were on the internet. Sean explained as I looked on in disbelief that he manages a porn site, girlsiknow.com, to make some money. "I can't believe I got one of the Hartmann Hotties on my site now," Sean beamed, "You're gonna make a lot of money." Sean went on to explain that he paid the girls 50% of the shoots earnings in the first month. And if I wanted to do more in the future, the same deal would stand. Although it was a lot to take in, I found myself aroused by the thought of guys jerking off to pictures of me. My pussy was starting to get wet again as I was agreeing to Sean's terms. I quickly gathered my things and scampered back to my room in hopes of some relief when I got there. Plus, I couldn't wait to tell Julie about my new source of income. Unfortunately, it looked like they had far too much fun while I was gone. They were passed out in a sweaty, naked heap on the bed. Frustrated, I checked my computer to see if anyone was around. No luck. I was entirely too horny and was just about to begin pleasuring myself when I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom. Alexi had gone home for fall break, so I knew it had to be Terry. I knew I could count on him to give me a nice hard fuck. While Terry showered, I carefully selected an "outfit" consisting of a tiny crimson thong and a tank top that I outgrew in high school. My tits were literally spilling out of it. Checking myself out in the mirror, I knew I was absolutely fuckable. I wanted another round of being dominated by Terry, and with my admittedly slutty look, he wouldn't be able to resist. Less than a minute later, I heard the shower turn off and it was showtime. I opened the door to the bathroom and scampered in, pretending I was in a rush to pee. I quickly bumped into the back of a very large, very naked man. Definately not Terry. He was about 6'3" and very broad. I'm sure he was probably a linebacker or a bodybuilder with his layers of muscle covering every inch of his lightly haired body. Despite being a hulk of a man, he had a very handsome face, short crew cut, and deep blue eyes. While I was standing dumbstruck with surprise, a broad, scheming smile spread across his face. He reached out with one hand and took my arm. He roughly pulled me towards him. He squeezed my ass with his free hand, and I felt his cock between my thighs. "I sure love college girls," he said, "especially hot, asian ones." With that he turned me around and bent me over the bathroom sink. His hands wrapped around my waist, taking a second to pull my thong aside. As he ran his cock head along my slit, he began chuckling, "I knew you were a slut! You're dripping wet already." He was right. Besides being horny to begin with, something deep inside of me became instantly enamored with this stranger and his thick penis. My inner slut was bubbling to the surface, and she wanted to be violated by this hulk of a man. Moreover, she wanted him to be forceful. "No, stop," I pleaded, trying to struggle, or rather, trying to make it look like I was struggling. He grabbed my arms and held them firmly behind my back with one large hand. "Maybe this will teach you to knock next time," he replied. Moments later, I felt his cock slowly sink into my pussy.It was by far the thickest cock I had ever had. Despite my incredibly lubed pussy, I squirmed and grunted as my pussy was being stretched. Suddenly, I felt a sting as he slapped my ass hard. "Stop squirming and let me fuck you," he commanded. I tried to stop moving, but he continued slapping my ass until it was raw. However, there was no denying that it was driving me into an even bigger frenzy. I was lost in a sea of lust as my orgasm hit me. I screamed as pleasure rippled through me. I was barely aware of my surroundings as the man pulled on my hair as he fucked my pussy raw. "God! Oh, God! YEEEESSSSSSS! Shit, don't stop! Don't....Stop!", I cried. My orgasm was still going, and I was near delirious. The man leaned over and whispered in my ear, "You ready to take my spunk, little girl." Every rational fiber of me knew that I did not. We weren't using protection, and I knew that one of these times, I was going to get knocked up. However, in my current state, I couldn't voice these opinions, nor was I expecting him to comply. "Yes.....cum in me please. I need you're cum!" Hearing the words, I was shocked. I had just given this stranger permission to plant his seed in me, and I had a flash thought that my submissiveness was going to get me in trouble down the line. However, those rational concerns were immediately replaced by another orgasm, as I heard the man grunt loudly, and I knew he was cumming in my pussy. As his cum filled my pussy, I was hit by another revelation. Being this nasty and slutty was the biggest aphrodisiac I had ever known. He pulled out, and surprisingly, deposited more cum onto my red ass, and I felt even more content. As I laid there, sprawled over the bathroom sink, the man collected his things and put on his boxer briefs on. HE walked out the other door, turning back briefly. "By the way, slut, I'm Terry's brother, Stan. But you can call me Master." I am a slut, and Stan knew that he'd be able to use me whenever he wanted. He had broken me in, and showed me what a slut I truly was. Over the past few days I'd had an orgy, been fucked by a security guard in the halls, posed nude for a website, and let Terry and his brother use my body as their personal fuck toy. "Cassie? I heard screaming, are you okay?......." Charlie asked as he opened the door to the bathroom. He was greeted by a view of my ass, glazed like a donut, and my pussy leaking cum down my legs. "What the fuck?!" I guess I had some explaining to do.