The Frat Boys

Emma takes the rest of the afternoon to study and work on assignments, but after her last afternoon class she marks herself available on Suckr. She feels energized after her day, and a bit of cum will get her evening started. The app buzzes immediately to notify her of a new client seeking an open mouth.

She makes her way over to Greek Row where all the frats and sororities are. Her clients are at the Kappa Omicron Kappa house. She walks into the frat living room where she meets Brett, Cody, and Kevin on the couch. They’ve ordered a Suckr XL Blowbang service.

She smiles and waves. “Hi guys! I’m Emma and I’m here to suck your cocks. Where do you want me?”

Brett smirks and exchanges glances with his bros. “Strip naked and kneel on the towel, slut.”

Emma smiles and starts dancing to the music in her head. She pulls at her green cami crop top as she spins, pulling it over her head. Her midi jean skirt is next, leaving her in her coquettish bra and panties. She dances longer, enjoying the air on her skin, until she tosses aside her frilly bra and panties and drops nude to her knees on the towel between the frat guys.

Brett nods as he stands up. “Let’s paint the whore.”

Cody and Kevin have their cocks out. All three guys are beating their meat at her eye level. Emma opens her mouth wide and pushes up her tits with her hands. She feels happy to be in the centre of the circle, but the scene isn’t what she was expecting. “Are you sure you don’t want me to suck your big cocks? I’m ever so good with my mouth.”

Brett surprises her by grabbing her hair, pulling her head back, and spitting in her mouth. “Shut up, slut.”

She moans for effect and swallows his spit. She lets him take control as he pulls her head back with one hand, and soon his dick explodes in her face, painting her skin with his sticky cum.

He lets go, but then Cody and Kevin lean over in turn to spit in her partly sticky mouth. She licks her lips and swallows the mix of spit and Brett’s seed. The frat guys must have picked up a new habit from the porn they’ve been watching. She opens her mouth wide again, just in time for a double blast of goop on each of her cheeks that splatters into her hair and eyes.

Emma licks the cum on her lips and uses her fingers to collect more of it from her face. It takes her a few minutes to get her eyes and face clear, and then she arches her back and licks the cum splatter from the towel like a good girl. Somehow she thinks that she can taste the difference between the three guys in their cum. When she looks up again, she sees Brett recording her naked and splattered with his phone. The client is always right. She smiles for the camera. “Thank you for your yummy cum, sir.”

Bretty points to the door. “Get out of here, whore.”

Cody fist-bumps Kevin. “Suckr’s a solid app. We’ve got to book another blowjob girl for the party. That’s a hell of a centerpiece!”

Kevin looks at Emma from the tits up. “Hey, you’re fun. Do you do yachts?”

Emma smiles again. A repeat client is a good client. “I do everything you like, sir. If you like the service, leave a five star rating.”

She pulls her top and skirt back on and walks out into the sun. Her panties are now somewhere in the Kappa Omicron Kappa trophy cabinet. There’s still some cum on her face and the clothes bunch at sticky spots on her body, but she’ll take a shower when she gets home. Some girls on the street stare at the cum on her face, but she’s not the first college girl to exit on a walk of shame from Kappa Omicron Kappa .

The app asks if she wants to keep Brett as a client. On one hand, she was outnumbered. On the other, the frats are reliable customers and that yacht sounds fun. She taps yes.