Frat Party

It'd been a long time since Carrie had been to a frat party. It was a mixture of cheap, disgusting booze, unwelcome gropes, and trying to stay glued to Chad's hip.

"Who is this hottie, dude?" some Latino guy asked Chad.

"I just met her bro. Some dumb slut named Carrie," Chad replied, wasted. Carrie fumed, but said nothing.

"Mind if I get a piece, bro?" the guy said.

"I'm not for giving away," Carrie said grumpily.

Finally, Chad had to take a piss. Carrie waited outside for a second, then wormed her way in.

"The fuck?" Chad said. Carrie pulled down her top, exposing her C cup breasts. That mollified him, as she knew it would. She got down on her knees, grabbing his cock.

"Just go, baby. I've wanted to see this ever since I got in town." He pissed in the toilet while she held it. It was just like his dad's cock, maybe a half inch larger and a little thicker, she concluded, as she started jerking him to hardness after he finished. She wrinkled her nose, at the atrocity of the room where she was giving Chad his first time with her, but soon enough her lips were gliding up and down his cock, and his strong hands clutched her head.

"Fucking cunt ... fucking ... fuck!" he roared, painting her face and mouth with his seed. She tasted him. This was the man for her, she thought.