Ava has a plan, don't worry.

"By the way, Julie, wasn't there something you wanted to show me in your dorm room?" Ava says casually to Julie, but clearly loudly enough to make sure you overhear, as the three of you finish dinner. You hadn't really been listening to their conversation, you admit, concentrating instead on wolfing down the huge dinner you'd piled onto your tray. Keeping your big, strong muscles fed was apparently a full-time job.

"Wha-- oh! Oh, yes, there's the... thing! And David is welcome to come along too."

You roll your eyes at this transparently-thin excuse for the three of you to get some private time together, but Ava just smiles innocently at you.

Just a few minutes later, you're following Julie and Ava down the hall to Julie's dorm room. You take the opportunity to examine Julie more closely: tall, for sure, and very skinny, but with enough muscles to justify your initial read of her as something akin to a volleyball player. Nice ass, although small; same with her tits, which would barely even fill your palm. Straight, dishwater-blonde hair all the way down to the small of her back.

All in all: hot, but not exactly your type. Standing next to Ava, you wouldn't even give her a second look... except Ava's the one directing your gaze right now.

She's really serious about this campus-stud thing, isn't she?

You're shaken from your musings on the lackluster nature of Julie's tits vis-a-vis Ava's when the two of them stop in front of what you assume is Julie's dorm room. "Alright, my roomie should be out all evening, so we shouldn't have to worry about getting walked in on..." Julie says, opening the door.

The first thing your brain can think as you step inside is Wow, that's a lot of pink. Either Julie or her unnamed, absent roommate must really, really love the color, because practically every surface in the room is some shade of it. The sheets, the rug, the posters on the walls, the stuffed animals on the beds, the laptop cases, even most of the textbooks you can see out and about are wrapped in pink bookcovers.

Julie is saying something, but you were almost too distracted by the visual **** of the room to listen. "...and I was so lucky to meet Mariko my freshman year -- we have such similar design tastes that moving in as roomies in for sophomore year was a no-brainer!"

Ah, so it's both of them who love the eyeball-watering levels of pink in the room. You feel almost out of place in this intensely girly, what with your big, masculine form and bulging muscles.

"So, uh, Ava. What you were telling me about David... You can't just leave a girl hanging like that."

"Well, I hope it's only good things she was telling you," you say, looking at Julie's eager face.

"Nothing but the truth," Ava says from behind you, and without any further warning she hooks her thumbs in your pants and tugs downward.

Julie's jaw drops open as your cock flops into view. "Holy...!" she mutters as you start hardening, the reality of the situation finally overcoming the distracting **** of so much pink. "I thought a guy as big as you had to be doing 'roids or something, but with a dick and balls like this... you're all-natural, aren't you?" She collects herself and licks her lips.

"David, Julie here is friends with the entire swimming team, and they keep trying to recruit her because she can hold her breath for a really long time, even though she's never trained with them in her life. Wanna guess why?"

You think about it for a second, your dick hardening even further at the thought. "I'm going to guess it's not just the luck of the draw?" You ask, playfully.

Julie smiles as she unbuttons her top. "Let's just say I've had lots of practice holding my breath under the bleachers," she says, and drops down onto her knees, taking your now quite-firm cock in her hands. "This might be the biggest I've ever taken on, though..." She slips her lips over your head, and then, without even really struggling, fully swallows your entire length, her nose tapping your crotch just a second later.

"Mmm!" Her eyes are turned up at you, and there's a look of pure enjoyment in them. You groan in pleasure in response; her throat feels incredible, tight and throbbing on your dick, and without and further ado she begins pumping her head back and forth, giving you an absolutely masterful blowjob.

You can feel Ava pressed up against your back, her hands roving over your muscular body, tits squished against you. "She's really good, isn't she?" Ava asks, teasingly. "I just wish I could deep-throat you like that."

"Be careful what you-- uumph!-- wish for," you groan out, distracted by your rapidly-building orgasm. "We might be able to -- ooh! -- do something about that..."

Julie is thrusting her head even faster now, and one of her hands is buried between her legs. She also seems to be on the verge of coming. "I'm gonna--" you start to stammer out, and Julie bobs her head vigorously, continuing to take your cock deep into her throat, which you assume is her way of telling you she wants to swallow your load.

And just as the moment peaks for you, color washes away from the world, and those familiar words once again appear: