Kelly

Kelly and Chris had met innocently enough. It was at orientation the summer before they began classes at the university. It was a fairly wholesome relationship; they hung out every day after classes, they talked on the phone weekends when one of them was out of town, and always went out together weekends where they weren’t. Chris was nice, he was polite, he would always hold the door open for her, he was cute. The sex was…good? Honestly, Kelly had only been with two guys before Chris, and he was definitely the best of the three, but it wasn’t like a grand canyon worth of difference between all of them. Chris was very happy being with Kelly, I mean, she was definitely the hottest girl he had ever been with, by far. And he loved that she seemingly couldn’t get enough of him, he knew deep down that he had really out kicked his coverage by landing her. And, best of all, he got to spend a lot of time with her that first year. He was only taking 15 hours worth of credits, and his only part-time job was tutoring other students.

Nick wasn’t dumb. Academically he was actually very intelligent. But, he did show up to college still in party mode from his summer vacation. He picked up right where he left off not ever being carded at the local bars, started sleeping with women immediately, and was even invited to multiple frat parties when the brothers realized that he was practically a magnet to some of the hottest and sluttiest girls in their classes. So, being drunk and balls deep in pussy until 3am almost every night did lead to Nick missing a class or two, and his grades slipped accordingly. Per academic guidelines for freshman, that meant mandatory tutoring sessions.

Nick had not intention of going to see this tutor more than once. He changed his mind about that when Kelly walked through the door. Long wavy black hair, full, luscious lips, legs and an ass that wouldn’t quit. Nick’s head turned as she walked by. He looked back at Chris and then back at her, then back at Chris. Nick felt the tinge of a very unfamiliar emotion in that moment, jealousy.

Kelly tried hard not to show it, but she more than noticed Nick. His eyes were striking, they almost froze her in her place. Even though he was sitting down, the broadness of his back was all one needed to see to get an idea of how the rest of him filled out. Truth be told, his beautiful face would appear whenever she closed her eyes later that night. When she would reach over to spoon with Chris in bed she would feel around his arms and back a little bit, almost like she was trying to pretend his body was more muscular and defined…trying to wish Nick into existence then and there.

Not only did Nick find reasons to keep coming over for more tutoring sessions (I did not go unnoticed by him that Kelly’s outfits got progressively more revealing each time he came over) but he somehow found ways to bump into the couple all around campus; football games, the library, and at some of their frequented watering holes. Nick was always nice, made some small talk, and moved along before taking one last glance at Kelly. A glance that Chris never noticed, but that Kelly always did.

The couple didn’t expect their relationship to end that night at the frat party. The two of them intended to stop by on their way out to the bars, but only for half an hour or so to talk to a few friends. Kelly looked particularly exceptional, wearing knee-high socks with a skirt and a tight white shirt that stretched across her full chest. The two mingled for a few minutes until one of Chris’ friends caught his attention and they began to chat. Kelly wondered upstairs looking for the bathroom. As she reached the second floor she began to notice a dull, repetitive thud. At first she just thought it was the bass from the music downstairs playing so loudly. But as she finally finished making her way up the stairs, she realized it was coming from down the hall. The thud grew louder and increased in pace as she got closer to the bathroom. Her mind searching for explanations stopped dead in its tracks when she heard the distinctive sound of a girl’s moan and a hard slap. She knew it would be better to mind her own business but she was transfixed. She had never heard people fucking this loudly before. She noticed the door was slightly cracked open and her curiosity finally got the better of her. She figured she probably wouldn’t be able to see much anyway and that the room would be dark. When she finally took a peak, she felt her heart drop. She recognized Nick instantly. But the way he was fucking this girl; on the bed from behind with her ass up and face buried in a pillow, her moans almost sounding like they were mixed in with sobs, at first she thought Nick was **** her, he was going so hard. She could see large red handprints on her ass, and where the pillow had wet spots from the girls tears. Then she heard the girl moan again,

“FUCK please, please don’t make me cum again…I can’t…FUCK FUCKKKK”

She backed away from the door, stunned. How many times had Nick made that girl cum? How long had he been slamming that horse cock inside her? He looked like he was hate fucking her. Was it because she wasn’t me?

She didn’t know where that last thought came from. She didn’t have long to think about it, though, because the door opened. The girl, her makeup running, stepped out, her eyes were glazed over, practically in a daze. The girl just walked right past Kelly and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. When Kelly turned her attention back towards the room, Nick was standing there. Big, a naked physical specimen that looked like a savage, his elephant trunk of a dick visibly coated in the girl’s grool. Kelly stared with big eyes and an open mouth. Her mind was on autopilot now, she didn’t think about anything else, and just eyed Nick’s body from his face all the way down to the python hanging between his legs. She reached out and touched his chiseled abs, letting her hand trail down until her finger tips were brushing along his cock. It instantly moved and Nick grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the room, closing the door behind them.

It was about 20 minutes before Chris realized Kelly had been missing for a while. He wondered around the frat house for a while, growing increasingly concerned that something had happened. He finally made his way up the stairs where he heard that same repetitive thud. Chris began to worry more. A sixth sense, he could just feel something was off and it had to do with that thud. He followed the noise to the closed door. As he got closer, he realized the door was moving. Whatever that thud was, it was something banging against it. He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard Kelly’s moans. Panic set in and he sprinted to the door, he tried to open it but it was locked. Then he heard Kelly moan Nick’s name.

Oh God. Please God, no…

He slowly sank to his knees as he continued to hear Nick fuck his girlfriend against the door. He had never heard her moan like this, her voice almost unrecognizable with how high pitched her voice was becoming.

“YES YES YES FUCK…Fuck with me that big horse cock Nick…OH GOD”

Chris tried to open the door again, tears now welling up in his eyes but it was no use.

“KELLY…YOU FUCKING BITCH…WHY?” He angrily screamed.

Kelly didn’t stop moaning.

“I’m…I’m…Sorry..I just….OH FUCK HIS COCK IS SO GOOD”

Chris couldn’t get off the floor. He just sat there while Nick’s cock turned his beloved Kelly into a stereotypical college slut and all he could do was listen to her moans and they’re dirty talk behind the closed door:

“I’m I stretching you out baby?”

“YES MY PUSSY IS SO FUCKING FULL”

“You going to let Chris fuck you after this?”

“I…I don’t…NO. I ONLY WANT BIG COCKS LIKE YOURS NOW.”

Nick started speeding up, and Chris could tell they were close. And Chris realized, painfully and in humiliating fashion, that he had never come close to making Kelly cum.

“FUCK BABY YES…YES…NICK….IM…IM…OH GOD IM CUMMING!!”

When it was finally over, Chris stepped into the bathroom. He splashed water on his face to keep from throwing up. He looked in the mirror and saw how red his eyes were. He also looked down and saw how large the stain was on his pants. He didn’t even have to touch himself to cum while listening to them.