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Chapter 9 by fantaseer fantaseer

Smooth things over or run away?

BAIL!

Staring down the barrel of consequences for your actions, you leave Sofia and your pants behind to explain themselves as you quickly bolt past Todd out the door. Wet cock flopping against your thighs, you don't bother looking back to see if Todd is chasing you, focused only on finding somewhere to crash out.

Spying an open door up on your right, you barrel inside and shut it behind you. Panting loudly with your bare ass pressed against the door, it takes you a moment to realize you're not alone. Seated on a bed opposite the doorway is a bookish looking Indian girl wearing black-rimmed glasses over a pair of stunning green eyes. There's a beauty mark over her top lip, but other than that her light brown skin is flawless. She's wearing a simple outfit: grey sweatpants and a black v-neck blouse that only shows a hint of cleavage.

"What the hell? Get out of my room!" she yells, apparently not appreciating a half-naked visitor.

"Just let me hide out here for one second. I'll explain!" you beg

"The explanation isn't the issue!" she rightly exclaims, eyes drifting between your face and cock with equal confusion.

"Um, it's just..." You search for a valid excuse, eyes scanning the room, pretending to be ashamed and covering your dick. You remember you're in a dorm room, and suddenly something clicks. "I'm getting hazed!" you blurt out.

"You're what? You're getting hazed?" she asks, expression softening slightly

"Yeah, yeah," you agree, clocking her body language. "I'm pledging, um, Alpha Tau..." You pause, having guessed at a random fraternity. "Yeah, Alpha Tau. And they took my pants and told me I had to make it across campus without getting caught. I, uh, saw the RA so I ducked in here..."

She looks you up and down quizzically, but she accepts your explanation, shaking her head with a laugh. "Well, nice to meet you half-naked fraternity boy. I'm Mia."

"Uh, yeah, hi" you offer, introducing yourself and relaxing as your lie settles into place. "I'd shake your hand, but..." You nod towards your covered "shame". "Sorry about this." You're not sorry at all. In fact, you're glad to be drawing attention to it, so you can cut to the chase with her. You're **** to find out what her body looks like under all those baggy clothes.

"So, why put up with this? Aren't frats a little played out?" she asks, arms crossed over her chest.

"Maybe? I just want to go to parties and get wasted, honestly," you admit.

"They're worth all this?" she asks, putting her book down and leaning forward with genuine interest. "I've never actually been to one,"

"Not interested in it?" you ask, moving away from the door and taking a few steps toward her.

"No, I've tried, but I could never actually get in," Mia responds leaning back on both arms. Finally getting a good look at her chest, for a tinier girl, she's fairly stacked up top. It's not a supermodel body, but she's got a girl-next-door cuteness you can appreciate. Behind your hand, your dick twitches as you suppress a smile at your next devilish idea.

"Oh, well that sucks," you reply. "But now you know someone who can get you in, right?"

"Oh, I guess so!" she leans forward in excitement.

"You just have to pass the entrance exam..." You trail off, knowing she'll pick up your bait, but waiting patiently nonetheless.

"Entrance exam? What's that?" she asks, tilting her head to the side.

"Oh, just a little thing we do to make sure no one fucks up our good time. Can't be too careful these days, don't want a misunderstanding to turn into a Rolling Stone article." She's following your every word closely and doesn't question it, so you continue bullshitting. "It's different for each person, but it IS a requirement. If you're up for it." You resist the urge to start stroking your dick as it swells against your palm, threatening to break loose like a jack in the box

"Well, what do I have to do?" Mia's voice is tinged with nervous excitement, hands folded in her lap and rubbing together.

"I don't know, you seem pretty smart," you reply, now standing next to her. "You can probably figure something out." You reveal your semi-hard cock, moving your hand to reach down and replace it with hers.

"Oh," she breathes as her fingertips brush your shaft. She recoils slightly as it twitches at her touch, looking up at you with innocent eyes, seemingly waiting for instruction. "It's not gonna bite you," you offer in sarcastic reassurance.

"I know. It's just..." She lets the sentence hang for a few moments. "You're not going to go around bragging about how you tricked some freshman into blowing you or something?"

"What? Fuck no," you reply honestly.

"OK, then." She reaches out and brushes your cock again, this time letting her fingers rest daintily over your shaft before finally grabbing it. It throbs at her touch again, but she holds on, lightly squeezing as you grow to full size in her palm. She strokes it slowly - up and down, up and down - letting her fingers feel every inch of you as she makes direct eye contact with your leaking tip. After your previous rough sessions with Sofia, you're surprisingly grateful for some low-stakes foreplay.

But eventually, as her pace remains the same, you start to get impatient. "I don't know if a handjob is gonna get you through the door..." She looks up seemingly shocked your cock is still attached to a person.

"Oh, well, I guess not," Mia deigns. As she opens her mouth and leans forward, you stop her short. "Don't want your shirt to get too dirty."

"Oh, OK." You love how quickly she takes orders as she reaches down and pulls up the hem of her shirt. "Wow!" you remark as a huge pair of brown tits come into view. Clad in a simple beige bra, you can't stop yourself from reaching out and taking a firm grasp of each soft tit.

Not waiting for permission this time around, Mia slowly leans forward and takes your tip between her soft lips. "Ohhhhhh," you moan, squeezing down on her tits. She makes a face at the taste of your cock - sweaty and unwashed - but soldiers on, regardless.

Despite the naive facade, it seems like Mia has some experience in the cock-sucking department. She teases and sucks as much as she can fit into her mouth while wrapping her thumb and index finger around you at the base, and stroking what she can't reach. The saliva that drips down from her lips lubes your cock, working in symbiosis with her pumping hand for your pleasure. Mia's other hand rests softly on your thigh bracing her descent so that she doesn't fall off the edge of her bed. You release one of her tits for a moment to drag that hand down to your balls. "Don't forget about those," you remind her.

"Mmmm," she replies, teasing your dangling scrotum with her delicate fingers. "Fuck, I picked the right room," you moan, reaching down to pull her tits from the cups of her bra. Hard dark brown nipples popping into view, you tweak them with your fingers while continuing to massage her tits. The more you **** her ample chest, the more turned on you get. Mia is working dutifully, diligently at a steady pace and you begin to pump your hips to match. She tolerates it at first, but after a few gags and bumps against the back of her throat, and her brow starts to furrow in frustration. But as she begins to rise up for a break and a reset, you put one hand on the back of her head and push her forward.

"MMMMPH!" comes a muffled complaint as one hand gently raps your thigh in admonishment.

"Sorry, sorry," you say. "Don't stop. We were just getting to the good part." She rolls her eyes, but continues the blowjob, while you let your hand rest on her head for now, content to let her demonstrate her A-game.

Employing both hands on your slick shaft now, Mia pumps them in a corkscrew motion. She hums around your tip, sucking hard as her head turns and twirls in the same fashion. "Oh shit, you know what you're doing," you moan. Normally you throw you would throw your head back, but you find yourself hypnotized by her rhythmic, coordinated display. But, once again, you can't seem to control yourself, as your hips begin to slowly pump back and forth, trying to get more and more of your dick past her lips.

"MMMMPH!" she hums sternly. You ignore it, pushing her hands away, and putting both your hands on top of her head. Before she has a chance to pull away, you push forward roughly and jam your cock as deep as it will go, eliciting a loud gag from her throat. "MMMPH GUCK!"

Hunched over and in complete control now, you pump your hips and arms together until you are steadily facefucking your new friend, Mia. Her glasses are knocked askew immediately, but somehow manage to stay on her face. Her tits bounce and slap against her chest as she gives a cute muffled squeal with every thrust. "MMPH MMM MMMPH MMM!" She's managing as best she can, but you can feel her **** at being used so roughly. And that, in turn, only spurs you on further.

After a few minutes of steady pumping and Mia nearing exhaustion, you release her. She comes up gasping for air as you grab her hands and put them back on your cock. "Finish me off." Her desire to be done outweighs her annoyance, and she begins to pump your cock with both hands as best she can manage. You pull her head forward, tip resting on her lips, looking down into her eyes. "Yeah, earn that invite. I'll bring you to all our parties if you promise to do this every time."

Maybe she appreciated the reminder of the quid-pro-quo, or maybe she had been saving her finisher despite your impatience. But at that moment, Mia suddenly lets go and dives down, taking your entire dripping cock into her throat in one go. The combination of the shock and sheer blissful ecstacy pushes you over your limit, expectedly.

"MIA OHHH FUCKKKKKK!" you cry out as you begin to explode down her throat. She swallows two thick spurts before retreating, letting her hands finish you off as she pumps your remaining ropes onto her tits with a sly smile on her face. Is it possible she'd been hustling you this whole time? The thought crosses your mind for a moment before being overwhelmed by post-coital fog. You collapse onto Mia's bed next to her, letting your dick hang out as you teeter on the edge of passing out.

And who could predict what would happen next....

What comes next?

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