Tara is Getting Fucked

Cheeks flaming, I pulled my mouth off Ryan’s now limp dick. The couple had apparently finished their fucking session and spent the last couple minutes watching me blow Ryan.

And worse, the girl was Tara.

“Wow,” said Tara. “You’re actually talented.”

I looked at the guy Tara had been fucking. “You took a chance,” I told him. “You really should have tied a plank to your ass to keep from falling in.”

Ryan chuckled as Tara’s face changed colors. Then the guys jumped between us to keep us from fighting.

“Whoa!” said Tara’s guy, arms wrapped around her. “Chill out!”

“I’ll kill her!” said Tara.

Ryan stood in front of me, arms wide, preventing me from getting to her.

“You two need to chill out,” he said. “Aren’t you already in trouble with your sorority?”

That pulled us both up short. He was right.

“All right,” I said. “Fine. Sorry.”

Tara was still mad, but had it back under control. “Yeah, me too. Sorry.”