At the college campus

There is a pretty important lecture going on today (as far as you can remember) which you need to attend, so you decide to make your way there.

You stop off at your dorm quickly to grab your equipment and when you open the door you see your female roommate and another guy in the 69 position on her bed. They'd been dating for a couple months now, but like all relationships here, that doesn't mean they can't fuck other people.

There is a sudden a knock at the door, and you look up. Hannah, naked as always, walks in and sits on your desk. She opens her legs, exposing her shaved pussy, which currently has some man's semen dribbling out of it.

"How was your morning Jack?" She asks.

"Pretty normal, I just came to collect some things before I head to that lecture. How about you?" You reply.

"I basically just woke up and headed straight here. I'm surprised only two guys used me so far, normally my face is sticky by this point," she explains. "I'm heading to that lecture too! I just need to pick up my bag from my dorm."

You both walk out the main door and start making your way to her building by walking across the grass, glistening with both sex juices and morning dew. As you walk outside, you see a few different people enjoying their morning sex. One naked guy is enthusiastically eating a girl out while she looks at her watch nervously, and another is being rammed from behind by a topless girl with a strap-on. There is a small group of girls masturbating together on a bench, chatting and laughing.

You walk up the stairs to her building, passing a naked boy talking to an equally naked girl, and open the door. You pass through the archway that signified the beginning of her hall and into the common area. There is another girl, the tallest girl in Hannah's hall, getting aggressively titfucked by a naked boy you don't recognize. She is wearing a pair of denim short shorts and sandals, leaving her medium breasts and legs exposed.

You get to her room and walk inside, where you find her roommate Tammy sitting on her bed, bottomless and reading a book while she masturbates. The T-shirt she wears, her only article of clothing, is so thin that you can see her breasts right through it. Not that it would have covered much anyways: it stopped an inch above her navel. She didn't acknowledge us when we walked in.

"Ok, get those clothes off," Hannah requests.

You were already undressing before she could finish her sentence. You lay down on her bed, feeling a little stickiness from cum left by her previous sexual encounters, some of it probably yours.