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"Mmmhmmm..." For a moment Missy was muffled in her attempts at getting any more comments in, since Ethan initiated more kissing, dragging them both deeper into the room he had stolen from one of his pledges. Once his legs hit the edge of the bed, he used his own body weight and gravity to get them both on the mattress, with Missy landing on top of the frat boy she had only met fifteen or so minutes earlier. This kind of fun was precisely why she had transferred to the new school, so she was happy to roll with it. And roll they did, until Ethan was on top of her, and now both of his hands were pushing her crop top upward, revealing her chest to him. She felt his hot breath on her skin before his mouth trapped her left nipple and she moaned as he suckled on it and then yelped as he teased it with his teeth. There was more frenching after that, with Missy definitely feeling the outline of his excitement press up against her legs through the fabric of his trousers. After a few minutes of fondling and necking, he broke off the kiss and stared into her eyes. "Mmm... fuck... I wanted to get you alone from the moment I saw you babe." He sat up and she instinctively followed his example, her eyes darting towards his hands, which were moving down to his trousers. He started to undo the button, then pull the zipper down. "I need you to blow me now." The matter of fact tone in which that statement was delivered made her genuinely snort with laughter.

"Well aren't you a true romantic..." She shook her head and giggled some more. Ethan rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I'm serious Missy... you are not going to turn into a prude on me now, are you?" With that said, he pulled his cock free from his boxers, the rod most of the way to full erection already, though with a little ways to go. If Missy was truthful, she might have hoped her first hook-up at River Valley U would be packing a bit more than what Ethan had just revealed to her, but beggars cannot be choosers and in any case, she had already gone this far. "Fiiiiiiine... Lay back, Romeo." Pleased with the fact that he was going to get what he wanted, Ethan did move on his back, then pushed his trousers and boxershorts further down, so they were bundled up around his knees. Missy crawled closer on her hands and knees, then grasped his rod by the base with her right hand, dipping her head forward and teasingly tapping his knobhead up against her still closed lips. She then stuck her tongue out and started to drag it across his shaft, exploring the veins and small bumps on his cock's surface, before teasingly twirling a tongue around his knobhead and then dipping her head down. She engulfed a few inches of his hard cock and she could hear Ethan moan, seemingly taken by surprise a bit by her sudden move. "Oh fuck yeah babe... that's what I need... deeper... take it deeper." She dutifully responded to his impatience, indeed pushing her head further down on his length, taking more of his cock in between her soft lips and tickling her throat with ever more elevated pressure from his swollen glans. She pushed his shirt up a bit and used her free left hand to caress his abdomen as she inhaled him deeper and deeper... until she allowed his knobhead to push past into her throat for the first time. He groaned loudly, as if he hadn't seen that move coming. Had she been a bit more focused on his reactions, she might have felt a bit of concern about the very excited state she already had him in. "Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh shit... that's good..." She moaned at his encouragements, not really guessing yet what they were the prelude to...

"Fuuuuuuuuuuck... oh you little sluuuuuuuuut..." He screamed suddenly, his body tensing up, then a powerful jolt of goo hit the inside of her mouth, taking her by surprise, the hot jizz being unloaded quickly and eagerly now. She was perhaps two minutes into her BJ, maybe less, and Ethan Cartwright was already emptying his balls inside of her maw. The fact that she hadn't gagged in surprise at his rapid climax was something that amazed even Missy. She couldn't even tell why she bothered to keep her lips properly sealed around his spewing rod. She felt the pressure of his hand pressing down on her head, as if he wanted to keep her in place, not that she had given any indication she was meaning to pull her head away from his dick. After about thirty seconds of unloading, she felt him slump all the way down on the bed, and she dared to slip her mouth off his rod. She swallowed most of what remained in her mouth and then shook her head. "Dude what the fuck... could have given me a warning! I thought this was just foreplay, I didn't know you were going to dump a load in my mouth! And we only just got started..." Ethan sat up and at least had the decency to look slightly shame-faced. He did not respond to her reproachful remarks, however. Instead he silently tucked himself back into his trousers and slipped off the bed, almost speedwalking to the door and only briefly glancing back. "Sorry... I mean... Maybe I'll see you around later, Missy." And then he was gone, leaving Missy flabbergasted and with the nutty flavor of his essence still lingering on her tongue.