Stay on campus, but you need to stop by the hall for Christina

“New York, where trash lines streets and everything’s expensive,” you say in a sing-song voice. “Fat chance I’m going there, Val.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever,” Val laughs. “I bet you’d be singing a different tune if Mars was coming along.”

“Not even,” you say. “I’m headed back to the hall, not to hang out with Mars.”

You don’t linger to catch Mars’ mildly offended reaction, instead heading straight back to your dorm. You’ve got a date to keep, and you’re already a day late. Christina’s plan for **** is every guy’s dream. You’re going to fuck these two hotties in succession. Who could ask for more?

“Hey there, Mr. Stud,” Annalise calls out to you in the hall lounge. “What have you got packing down there?”

There are a dozen other people in the lounge and now they’re all staring at the two of you. This girl is shameless!

“Wow Annalise. Can’t you stop hitting on every guy that passes through this lounge?” Christina says, looking up from her studies.

Christina’s got her make-up done immaculately today, dark shadows whorling around her eyes, the rouge on her cheeks bringing out the natural prettiness of her face. She’s wearing a tight fitting grey blouse, one that really accentuates the curves of her slim build. The sight’s enough to tear your gaze away from the hot Latina that you’re scheduled to fuck momentarily.

“You know the guys like it,” Annalise smiles, coyly teasing you with a finger on her lips. “And I know I like this stud, so… what’s the big deal? You jealous?”

“Not a chance,” Christina scoffs, turning back to her books. “Guys know quality when they see it.”

She catches your eye and winks, while Annalise simply laughs out loud.

“That doesn’t change who’s about to get drunk with this piece of prime meat,” she crows.

“Watch your step there Alex, or I’m reporting you to Tatiana,” Arthur snickers from the side. “Is that contraband I see?”

“Sooo many haters,” Annalise laughs, sticking up a finger at Arthur.

With that, she prances out of the hall lounge, her loose crop top drifting dangerously high as she moves, making it very clear to everyone that she’s not wearing a bra. The sight of those underboobs has you chasing after her, her lewd ass hanging out of her short shorts all the more reason for you to catch up to her.

You practically tackle her onto the bed the moment you set foot in her room, your hands mauling her tits through her shirt. You have no idea what Christina is planning, but if she’s not gonna show up, then you may as well make the best of this situation by fucking Annalise to the high—

“Whoa, hold up there, stallion,” Annalise laughs, reaching around you for the beers left by the side of her bed. “Drinks first. Then we fuck. I’m not buzzed enough for this just yet.”

“Just like last time, huh?” you laugh, tossing her a bottle. The two of you crack open your cold ones and clink the cheap Bud Lights together.

“So shitty,” Annalise says after she takes a deep swig. “This is just what the doctor ordered.”

“It is crap,” you agree, downing a third of the bottle in one go.

“But that’s what makes it so great,” she laughs, tilting her head back and chugging the rest of the bottle.

Not wanting to be outmatched by a girl, you copy her, and the two of you finish off your bottles with a speed that would horrify any sane person.

“Another!” Annalise cries, and you obligingly toss her another bottle from the six pack, before grabbing one for yourself.

How are there only two left?

It only takes you a couple more minutes to demolish what’s left of the ****.

“That hits the spot,” Annalise says, her eyebrows fluttering. The six empty bottles lay on the ground, lined up neatly (actually, not so neatly, but straight lines are overrated when you’re tipsy).

“Just wait ‘till I hit your spot,” you say, brandishing your cock. “I bet your g-spot is aching for it.”

“That limp thing’s not gonna hit any g-spot,” Annalise laughs. “Let me take care of that.”

She dives down onto your cock and begins sucking it with aplomb. The sight of the slutty half-naked college girl working your shaft does the trick, and you’re rock hard within seconds. Your hands obey the natural gravity of the situation and they find themselves squeezing the Latina’s juicy ass, the thick handfuls oh-so-satisfying between your fingers.

“What’re you waiting for?” Annalise says through a mouthful of your cock. “Fuck me!”

With a free hand, she grabs a pack of condoms and tosses them at you. While you busy yourself putting one on, she strips off her top with a fling of her hand, revealing her perky tits, nipples already stiff at attention, and then a quick, sexy shimmy of her legs brings her pants down.

Turns out this lady’s been going commando today. She really wants it, doesn’t she?

You need no further encouragement to dive in. Once more you tackle her to the bed. This time, your cock is fully primed and ready, her pussy aching and wet. You slide into her and she lets out a satisfied hiss.

“Ride me hard, stud,” Annalise says, fingering her clit as you slam into her depths.

“A slut like you deserves a fucking this hard,” you say, pounding her with all the **** that you can muster.

“Fuck yeah, talk dirty to me,” she says, bucking against you.

“You’re just a little whore,” you say, your cock sawing her hole open. “A little whore drunk on cheap beer, because you’d take any shitty excuse to let yourself have some of this magnificent cock. You like this, don’t you?”

“Oh yes,” she moans. “Give it to me, you stud!”

So you do, continuing to slam into her missionary style, your cock gliding through her pussy with ease. Her warmth is incredible, her wriggling curves beneath you so hot to see. You lean down and bite on her neck, drawing a shriek of pleasure from her.

“That’s how much of slut you are,” you mutter, releasing your teeth from her skin. “You like being marked by me, don’t you?”

“Fuck, fuck, I want you deeper,” she cries out, spreading her legs wider for you.

It’s right at that moment that the door bursts open. Your eyes instantly snap to the feminine figure standing there. Wearing only lacy red lingerie, Christina has her hands posted against the doorframe, posing with a seductive smile on her lips. Her long dark hair frames her nubile body and holds your attention even as Annalise paws at your arm, trying to win back your attention. But nothing can shift your gaze away from the sensuous curves of the Asian beauty by the door.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Christina says.

You slide out of Annalise with a soft pop, unconsciously pushing her away, transfixed as you are by the sway of Christina’s hips. She gestures for you to come closer. You take a step towards her.

“Where do you think you’re going Alex?” Annalise asks, her voice suddenly pitched an octave higher. “Christina! You can’t do this!”

“What do you mean?” the dark-haired coed wonders, playing with her lips with a slender finger, echoing Annalise when she was in the lounge just a few short minutes ago.

You take another step towards her.

Annalise, behind you, lets out a **** moan. In your peripheral vision, you see her squeezing her tits together, and when that fails to draw any attention from you, she springs off the bed, planting her delicious ass in front of your face. Christina chuckles as you step around it.

“He knows what he wants,” Christina says, inching away from the door. “It’s not you.”

You pick up your pace, crossing the room in a heartbeat, wanting nothing more than Christina in this moment. Annalise stomps her foot, indignant.

“You’re playing unfair!” she yells. She calls out to you with the sweetest voice she can muster: “Alex, you sexy stud, I’ll let you do anal! Anything!”

Neither you nor Christina pay Annalise any attention as you cross the threshold of her door, stepping into the hallway proper.

“Please, please, fuck me Alex! ” you hear Annalise crying out.

“Been there, done that. It wasn’t that good,” you laugh, catching the supremely satisfied smirk on Christina’s face. “I’ve moved on to better.”

Annalise +25