A little fun in the basement

Crystal whimpered. Leaving the lecture hall amphitheatre through the lower exit had been a mistake. There was lots of foot traffic on the first floor above, which had been humiliating on her way to the lecture in just her shirt and panties, all the guys leering at her tight college girl body. But there was safety in lots of eyeballs.

She, on the other hand, had left through the lower doors which led into the dead end of the basement. She wouldn't run into anyone here, but then trouble had followed her. There was a banana shoved into her most intimate parts, and some creep named Adam had just pinned her to the wall.

Worse, she had a feeling that even if Adam wasn't a creep, her magic "ALL BOYS WELCOME" tattoo would make sure she were treated like a gutterslut anyways.

She heard heels.

"Show her what we think of attention whores," Tiffany's voice cut through coldly.

Adam shoved her into the wall again. His other hand wrapped around her hips and travelled down into her crotch. His fingers followed the line of her panties, pulled aside just so, until they reached her pussy lips. He **** the banana into her pussy again, stretching her, spreading her lips, its knobby stem sticking out like the handle of a scimitar.

Adam pinched and pulled her lips, fingering all around, mashing the labia against the yellow fruit, probing her, wiggling the phallic projectile lodged in her.

All through this, Crystal could feel the eyeballs of her other classmates. The guys, ogling, quietly snickering. Tiffany's cold, hateful stare drilling into her back.

At last, Adam pulled out the fruit again with another wet sound. Her senses were attenuated, every second an hour. She heard him peel the fruit behind her back. Then, when it was pressed against her mouth, she knew to open and the entire pale mass was mashed into her girlish maw.

While she was struggling to chew and swallow, she found herself spun around and facing a row of cocks. Four or five guys were grinning at attention. The first cock punched a hole in the banana puree as it lodged itself in her mouth.

Crystal suckled, helplessly trying to get the banana down as her classmate -- Jeff? -- throatfucked her.

There was still banana in her mouth when Jeff came, and the next cock punched into a mouth filled with both fruit and semen.

There was still banana in her throat when Adam took his turn as the last of the guys and came down her throat.

The boys walked off, leaving her crumpled on the hallway floor.

Tiffany came up, grabbed Crystal by her pitiful jaw, and spat into her mouth.

"I don't like attention whores like you, Crystal. If I see you hooching it up again, I'll get someone to teach you a real lesson. Cover up."

Crystal closed her eyes. She could hear Tiffany's heels recede and the basement grow quiet. Tiffany wanted her to cover up. Dr. Turner wanted her to slut it up. And the tattoo just wanted her fucked in the most humiliating and degrading ways possible.

She still had to get back to her room.