Pussy Hunting

8 years earlier

Hunter strode into the Delta Chi fraternity house with a confidence that belied his age and status as a freshman. Of course, he wasn’t just any freshman, he was a highly coveted football recruit and, even at 19 years old, was already an imposing figure at 6’4” and 225 pounds. Scholarship athletes weren’t permitted to join fraternities, but often had invitations to attend their parties, which was the case tonight.

The Delts were well known as the richest frat as MSU, with a lot of wealthy kids coming from out of state. Hunter also came from wealth, so it was an environment he was perfectly comfortable in. His father was an investment banker and venture capitalist, though his job had him spending more time in New York or flying around the world to London, Paris, and Hong Kong than at the family estate near Madison, Wisconsin. Hunter’s mother had, tragically, died from cancer before he was old enough to really remember her, so he’d been raised mostly by nannies and the live in staff.

Not having a mom or dad around, and having a funny sounding last name, Hunter was often picked on as little kid. The older, bigger boys in school called him “Hunter Pussy” or just plain “Pussy” which was a no-brainer for the shy kid with the last name Puissant. All of that changed, however, as soon as Hunter hit puberty.

The summer between 8th and 9th grade, Hunter grew eight inches, and started his freshman year in High School at a full 6 feet, and 2 inches. He quickly discovered his height was just the beginning of his genetic endowments. He was strong, fast, smart, and had a cock that put all the other boys in the locker room to shame. Hunter also learned in high school that he could get essentially any girl he wanted, if he put in just the slightest effort. Usually all he had to do was show some interest and girls would hang off him. His exploits were already legendary by the time he was a sophomore. He was a star on the school football and basketball teams, and his conquests had flipped around his childhood nickname. His teammates and buddies started referring to him with the well-earned moniker, “Pussy Hunter.”

That nickname was also an apt description for his mission this evening. Hanging out with other rich pricks was never particularly high on Hunter’s list of activities, but tonight he had a specific agenda, fucking a girl from his Econ 101 class, Kaitlyn.

Like Hunter, Kaitlyn was a freshman, and had been a star recruit for the girls’ soccer team. He’d seen her around, both in class and at the athletic facilities, but she was usually flanked by a group of her friends and fellow players. Earlier in the week, he’d overheard them talking about attending the party, so Hunter figured this was his chance to finally get her alone in a social setting.

From what he’d seen of her in the gym, Hunter could tell she had a smoking body. Maybe a little light up top for his taste, but she had one of the best asses he’d ever seen. She was also insanely cute, he thought she looked like a brunette version Emma Stone or maybe Emmy Rossum from that show Shameless. Either way, she was fucking hot, and Hunter had his sights set on that tasty little ass.

He arrived at the party after it was well in swing at around 10 PM and grabbed a beer as he started to mill around while scanning the crowd for his quarry. The house had a large common room that served as the main party area and dance floor, which was crowded with people drinking and dancing. He made some small talk with some of the other football players who were there and had a drink with a slutty looking blonde who was already wasted and practically grabbing his cock as they stood by the bar. He still hadn’t seen any sign of Kaitlyn after about an hour, so he was debating the merits of taking the blonde slut to a room upstairs and fucking her in the ass, when he finally spotted Kaitlyn across the room.

As usual, there were a couple of her friends around, but they were either dancing or chatting with other guys. Kaitlyn was talking to one of the Delta Chis, who were easy to spot in the pretentious cardigans they wore.

Hunter quickly dismissed the blonde, grabbed an extra beer and made his way through the dance floor. He laughed when saw Kaitlyn was wearing a Hillary t-shirt, she always had on some kind of political or progressive gear. Even though his father was a major Republican donor, Hunter couldn’t have been less interested in politics. He did enjoy fucking girls who were really into feminist causes though, it made bringing out their inner submissive slut even more fun.

“Hey, Kaitlyn.” Hunter said as he approached.

“Oh, hey! Hunter, right?” Kaitlyn had been looking extremely disinterested in the guy she was chatting with, so she obviously welcomed the intervention.

“I have an extra beer, you drinking anything?” Hunter had to lean in and down because of the loud music and difference in height between them.

“Not really, I don’t like beer. I tried a margarita earlier, that was pretty good.” She replied with a sheepish smile.

“Awesome, let’s go grab another one.” Hunter looked at the Delt, who had a consternated look on his face as Hunter had clearly barged in on his intended territory. “Here, you take this.” He shoved the beer into the Delt’s chest causing him to take a full step backwards from the ****. In the same motion he grabbed Kaitlyn by the wrist and led her back across the room to the bar area.

Kaitlyn laughed as they left the Delt fuming in their dust. “Thank you!” she said loudly as they crossed the dance floor. “I thought that creep was never going to leave me alone!”

“Yeah, it looked like you needed a rescue.” Hunter replied with a broad smile and wink.

They made it to the makeshift bar and Hunter got another beer and a margarita for Kaitlyn. For the next 45 minutes they made casual conversation as they drank and made a few trips out onto the dance floor, whenever a song Kaitlyn liked came on. They talked mostly about classes and the grind of training, practice and school, the schedule for D1 college athletes was challenging and didn’t allow for much free time to cut loose. They also exchanged their basic background info, Kaitlyn said she was from Fargo and had a long-term boyfriend back at home. Hunter immediately affected a teasing North Dakota/Minnesota regional accent, which nearly brought Kaitlyn to tears of laughter.

When the Ariana Grande song Side to Side started playing, Kaitlyn nearly dislocated Hunter’s arm pulling him out to dance. He gazed lustfully as she began swaying her hips and rubbing her body to the beat. She’d had two more margaritas by that point and was clearly feeling the exhilaration of the crowd and music.

Kaitlyn sung loudly along with the music as she danced,

“See you standing over there with your body

Feeling like I wanna rock with your body

And we don't gotta think 'bout nothin'”

When the chorus came, she spun her body around and began to rock her ass back and forth a few inches in front of Hunter.

“I've been here all night

I've been here all day

And boy, got me walkin' side to side”

Seizing his opportunity, Hunter lowered his hips, he had to spread his legs quite a bit to reach because of the height difference, and pressed his crotch firmly against her backside. He wrapped one arm around her body and pulled her tight as he began to sway with her in rhythm with the song. Kaitlyn responded by reaching up and rubbing her hand through his hair, feeling his hot breath on her neck as their bodies moved in unison. Hunter could feel his cock straining against his pants and was sure that Kaitlyn was feeling the massive bulge protruding into her firm cheeks.

They stayed pressed together like that for the rest of the song, and then for a few seconds after as the next song was starting up.

When Kaitlyn pulled away Hunter could see she was blushing and agitated as they walked back to the corner near the bar they’d been hanging in. She pulled out her phone and checked the time.

“That fun! You are a better dancer than I would have guessed.” She said with a laugh.

“What can I say, I have a lot of talents.” Hunter replied, again with his most charismatic smile.

“Well, it’s getting pretty late…” Kaitlyn said, subconsciously taking a step backwards to create some distance between them.

Hunter closed the gap and leaned in again, so his face was close to hers. “Are you kidding? It’s not even midnight yet! This party is just getting started.” He continued to get closer so by the time he finished his mouth was inches away from her ear, close enough that she could feel his breath on her neck again. Hunter could see the goosebumps rising on her arm from the feeling.

She put a hand on his chest and pushed lightly, though he was far too big for her to move. “I told my boyfriend I would be home and call around 12.” She said, putting the slightest emphasis on the word boyfriend. Hunter thought she was doing that as much for her own benefit as for him.

“Oh no!” Hunter said, bringing back his Fargo accent again, “Don’t tell me you need your boyfriend’s permission to be out partying? Do you need to call your daddy too?” Hunter could tell by her change of expression he touched a nerve with the last quip.

“Don’t be a jerk.” Kaitlyn said with a suddenly stern expression. “I really need to go now.” She started to push her way past, but Hunter caught her with his big arm and kept her from moving.

“Listen, I’m sorry, just text your boyfriend and let’s have one more drink, somewhere quiet where we can talk. You can’t bail on me now, where else am I going to find a girl as hot as you to hang out with?”

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. “Really, is that the best you can come up with?” But she hesitated for a moment and narrowed her eyes, looking up at his Cheshire grin. “Okay, one more drink, but that’s it and I really need to go.”

Hunter’s smile got even bigger. “Great!" He said and quickly pulled her along back to the bar. They each got another drink and set about trying to find someplace where they could sit quietly. After checking about a half-dozen locked doors, and few rooms that were occupied by multiple couples and or groups, they found a study room on the upper level that was empty. Kaitlyn needed to use the restroom, so she excused herself for a minute, while Hunter relaxed in a leather chair. He assumed she was also calling her boyfriend, so she’d be free for the rest of the night.

Kaitlyn came back about 10 minutes later and gave a shy blushing smile, pushing her thick, wavy brown hair back out of her face. Hunter held up her drink to hand it back to her, but when she reached out for it, he grabbed her wrist instead and pulled her onto his lap. As she fell into his arms, he leaned in and kissed her. She didn’t offer any resistance, but Hunter could tell she was holding back as she stiffly returned his embrace.

“You’re a real jerk, you know that?” She said when they paused after a few moments. “Taking advantage of me while I’m obviously tipsy and already told you I have a boyfriend.”

“And yet, here you are.” Hunter replied grinning. Kaitlyn tried to reply but Hunter intercepted her with another kiss, pushing his tongue forcefully into her mouth. This time she responded by matching his passion and intensity. Hunter began to explore her body with his large hands, one kneading her ass and the other sliding up under her shirt and cupping one of her breasts over her bra.

Kaitlyn let out a soft moan as his hands roamed and the two continued kissing with fervor. She also began to rub his body with her hands, feeling the swollen muscles under his shirt. Her hands eventually made their way to his crotch. When she felt the huge bulge in his pants, she suddenly started laughing, breaking the mood that had been steadily escalating for minutes.

“I’m sorry,” she said as she broke off the kiss, still giggling. “But do you have a like a flashlight shoved into your pants or something?”

Hunter let out hearty laugh. “Uh, no, that’s all me.” He said with obvious pride.

Kaitlyn looked incredulous. She narrowed her eyes looking at his bulge and then back up. “No way, I don’t believe you!” She finally declared.

“Hmm, well there’s only one way to prove it.” Hunter replied, “But what are you willing to bet?”

“I don’t know,” she replied laughing, “a dollar?”

“No, I don’t think so. How about if there’s nothing else in there. You give me a blowjob. If I’m packing something else, I’ll go down on you?”

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you guys are all so predictable. I’m sure you aren’t that special, you can pull it out if you want but I’m not blowing you dude.” She said with feigned disgust.

“Okay, we’ll see.” Hunter said. He slid her down on the floor in front of the chair and pulled his pants down, allowing his massive cock to finally spring free. Kaitlyn nearly fell backwards as his cock popped out just above her head. Her jaw dropped open in shock.

“Holy shit!” She said covering her mouth and looking partially away, while also letting out an uncomfortable laugh.

Hunter was beaming above her. “Never seen a cock like this before, huh?”

“Um, no. I mean I’ve seen porn and stuff, but I didn’t think they were really that big, in like real life.” She was blushing and still only able to partially look as the massive tool swung above her head.

“Touch it.” Hunter said, sounding less like a suggestion and more like a command. Kaitlyn glared at him, but she also reached her hand out and wrapped it around the tip of his cock, sliding back the foreskin that was still covering part of the bulbous head. “Good girl, just like that, stroke it.”

Kaitlyn started gently sliding her hand up and down the long, thick shaft. “It’s so thick.” She said, getting over her initial shyness and biting her lower lip as she watched herself rubbing it. “I can’t even close my hand around it.” She added, in amazement.

Hunter smiled; everything was going exactly as he planned. He leaned back and let her continue rubbing with her hands for a few minutes, enjoying watching her rapt expression as he had so many times, with so many other girls experiencing him for the first time. “Now, open your mouth, and suck it.” He finally said.

Once more Kaitlyn looked at him with an expression straddling lust and annoyance, but after a moment she started to lean forward and stuck out her tongue as she reached with her mouth.

BANG BANG BANG

Just at that moment, there was a loud knock on the door.

“Kait! It’s been 30 minutes Hun, time to leave!” A girl’s voice came from outside the door. Kait shook her head and she let go of Hunter’s cock, her senses suddenly returning after the interruption.

“I-I’m sorry,” she said, as she quickly stood up and started straightening her clothes that had been somewhat disheveled. “I told my friends to come get me in 30 minutes.”

Hunter sat up and tried to reach out and pull her back, but she was already half-way across the room before he knew what was happening. “Wait!” he said, standing up and starting to pull his pants back up.

“Listen, this was fun, and you were really sweet.” Kait said, “But I, um, have a boyfriend, and I’m not going to cheat on him.” She looked again at Hunter’s cock that was still sticking out of his pants, and smiled as she left the room.

Well shit, Hunter thought as he watched her leave. He couldn’t help but smile though, this was going to be more fun than usual. After a few minutes he went back down to the party. He found the blonde he’d been talking to earlier in the night. She was even more wasted now but was still dancing drunkenly to the music. He walked up to her, grabbed her around the waist and whispered in her ear, “Let’s go fuck,” and the two headed back up to the room he’d just been in with Kait.