Fuck Winter, Kill Miranda

“Uhhh damn, sorry Miranda,” he said, barely making eye contact with the blonde, “I’m going to fuck Winter, kill Miranda…”

Tanner felt like he was under so my pressure with both big titted beauties staring at him, trying to use their mind to persuade him through certain facial looks. As soon as he came out with his answer, Winter felt a sense of relief, as did Mark, while Miranda looked like someone had just told her that she had to pack up all her stuff and leave college forever. She opened up her mouth, about to retort but then stopped herself.

“Really? No snarky comment?” Jess teased her, surprised she remained quiet.

“Nope. It’s just a game.”

She still had that angry look written across her face but somehow the blonde kept herself together. Not many in the room knew that these two girls didn’t get along let alone understand the history between them.

“I would have fucked Miranda in a heartbeat,” Rhys then said, questioning Tanner’s choice.

“They both have sensational tits, I couldn’t decide either,” another guy added.

The conversation had quickly turned almost into a scene from a boys locker room where guys spoke about certain girls in a very sexual way. Mark who remained pretty quiet wondered how the two girls felt about everyone constantly talking about their breasts as they sat in the same room.

“I’d actually give one of them all my cash in my wallet right now just to let me motorboat those puppies from a couple of minutes,” Macca spoke up, getting involved too.

He may have been joking but he checked his wallet to tell everyone how much he had in there, “20, 30, 31, 32 bucks.”

Both Miranda and Winter rolled their eyes while shaking their heads. Without meaning to, their eyes met for a second before they both turned their heads away quickly in an awkward matter.

They hadn’t conversed since Winter spilled Miranda’s secrets in front of people in the common room. How she had a criminal record that she solely blamed Winter for. Maybe revealing that had knocked Miranda down a peg or two. She came across a little more humbled, at least that’s what Mark had noticed.

“Is there not a single boy that is obsessed with boobs, they are just fatty tissue hanging off our chests,” Ali said, after so many of the guys were talking about Miranda and Winter’s large breasts.

“You literally have yours almost falling out of that top,” Macca said, pointing at her tits.

Ali in her drunken state tried to quickly pull up her top a little more to hide more of her cleavage “Oopsie.”

“Hey, hey, hey, I wasn’t saying it was a bad thing,” Macca said, making her laugh.

Through all of this, Mark just sat back, listening in. With multiple women in the room that he had a sexual history with, he felt a little self conscious. If he was asked some questions himself tonight, he could easily hurt a few feelings.

“Tanner, you need to pick someone now,” Tara told the boy that Ali was still sitting on top of.

“Oh yeah right, uhh Mark,” he said, looking across the room.

Damn, he thought. He wasn’t going to be able to escape the night without making a tough decision.

“Fuck Marry Kill, Jess, Winter and Natalie.”

That was tough, he was sexually obsessed with one of them, had a certain type of love of another and cared for the last, knowing she was so innocent.

He looked at the girls, unfortunately they all stared back at him, waiting for his answer. Mark wished they wouldn’t care what he told them but he knew that wasn’t true, someone was about to be a little hurt.

‘Just rip it off like bandaid’, he thought to himself. Better just to come out and say it rather than take Tanner’s approach of stumbling his way through it, just frustrating everyone more.

“Okay Uh fuck… I would fuck Jess,” he started speaking.

A sly smile appeared on the face of the brunette cock tease. She seemingly pressed her tits together further with the sides of her arms. More cleavage as a reward for picking her.

The next bit was tough, he was about to make someone very happy, and the other…

“I’ll Marry Winter, Kill Natalie… I’m sorry, if it’s legal, I’d marry you both,” he sympathetically told her.

It was the sort of reaction he expected from Nat, who seemed completely out of her comfort zone here will all older college kids who had all sorts of different sexual experiences while she had never done anything. She sat there, trying to politely smile but he knew that it hurt her feelings.

Winter on the other hand showed no emotion on the outside. It worried Mark a little since he didn’t know what was going on inside her mind. Little did he know, she was super pleased to hear that. She just didn’t want to have any reaction to upset her younger friend.

The game continued on for a little while longer before enough people were tired enough to head to bed.

He watched as Natalie and Winter headed back down the hallway to their own dorm room. Their asses swayed inside their tight dresses, he chased after them, needing to speak to Nat.

Mark did have a lot of guilt in his life and even something as small as this, he didn’t want to let it slide by and have her going to bed in a sad mood tonight.