Trevor to the rescue

"Damn! Might as well get this over with!" yelled Trevor, who stood up and began working on his pants.

Susan covered her eyes, shouting. "Gotdangit Tevor!"

"Trevor," Ryan warned.

"Holy shit!" Troy repeated. "Liz just fell into a horny haze!"

"Trevor! Are you seriously going to do this?" Susan looked, then looked away, then looked at Liz, then grimaced.

"Da-ha-hamn right I am!"

"You better not have spiked her drink."

"Hey, that's not how I roll!" Offended at the accusation, Trevor shuffled over to Liz and eyed Ryan as he passed. "You know I prefer it when they're sleepin'!"

He snapped his fingers around Liz's head. "Hey!" No response. "Liz!" No response. "I'm here to save you from your horny ha--whooa shit!"

Like a jumping spider, Liza's hands somersaulted from the table and latched onto Trevor's family jewels, wrapping their fingers around his cock through his trousers' groin region and squeezed and pushed like a 5-year-old on a playdough mat. Lazily, she swung her head towards the spot and pounded against it. In a matter of seconds she had smothered her face against Trevor's pants, making disjointed purring noises that would have made zombified kittens everywhere proud.

"Damn it, Liz, this is not a pie eating contest!" Trevor tried to move back, but her arms were wrapped around his ass and fastening him to her. He couldn't deny her face rubbing against his penis felt far from bad, though. Just a little unwieldy. "And that ain't no strawberry pie, girl!"

"Holy shit! Liz fell into a-a-a... a horny effing haze!"

"Guys! Trevor!" Flailing her hands in resignation, Susan relented, "Just do it already!"

Trevor's ears nearly visibly perked up. "Sorry?'

Through gritted teeth, the co-ed sighed, "Give... her... the dick."

"What?"

"Give her your dick!"

"Say that one more time."

Ryan accosted the man's shoulder with a folder. "Your dick, your black drill, your schlong, your god given haze clearer. Just stick it in somewhere, man! Let's not drag this out any longer than we need to."

Grumbling, Trevor dropped his pants and pulled his briefs down. Ryan helped pry Liz's arms away from him long enough to actually slide them off as he let his dark, fair-sized 6-inch dick wag free and proud. But freely it wagged and proud it hung for only temporary a time as instantly Liz snapped and drove her mouth right over it. She landed with a slap against his pelvis.

"OH damn!" Trevor hissed. Ryan and Troy winced, coiling back. Slowly, the hazed girl pumped. Forward, then back. Forward, and back, her lips drawing across the man's dark shaft with surprising efficacy -- for as efficient as a mostly manually engineered head motion could be. "Ohh damn," a snide grin appeared under his nose, as he pushed her into him with a hair-frizzing hand.

"Holy shit. Liz..." Before Troy could finish, Susan directed a finger at him.

"If you say that again, Troy, I swear."

Ryan flipped a page in the textbook in front of him. "Alright then, the first horny haze Trevor gets to exploit in our midst, with Liz, of all people. Congrats, take two. Now let's move on..."

While Trevor got his sloppy BJ, he pointed at Susan. "You're next, Suzy! I could feel it!"

The girl scoffed. "Just 'cause you have sex with someone when they're in a horny haze doesn't mean it really counts as actual sex, you know."

"You're still fucking her."

"Yeah, with zero intimacy whatsoever."

"Guys--"

"Come on bro!" objected Trevor. He gave Ryan the eye for the second time, stretching out his palm above Liz's moving head, his other hand on her scalp. "I'm trying to enjoy this here!" The same hand went to pat the blonde's head. "I think she's just about ready for the main course! Just look at how wet she's getting, shit. Gonna need tissues in a sec."

Ryan folded his arms and looked at Susan. She lent the content study-mate currently pushing his private area into their own friend's mouth (though it wasn't like there was much choice) an indignant look. "What, is having your dick out in a room supposed to be some kind of badge of authority? You get to boss us around if you have the biggest penis hanging around, like some tribal chief?" she scoffed.

Trevor grunted into Liz's mouth. "I think you already know the answer to that, Susan," he chuckled. "And many thanks for the reminder. For starters," he snapped a finger after mulling in thought, "why don't you flash me your breasts while we're at it? Wouldn't mind some visual stimulation here."

"What?" spluttered the brunette, placing her hands on the table. "You can't just -- "

The finger Trevor wagged, however, was almost as bad as the cheeky grin on his face. "Uh-uh-uhh." Liz's tongue remained wiggling as he removed his dick from her mouth and pointed at it. A string of saliva stretched from her buds to his tip. "Look who's got the dick out, Suzy. Look who's got the dick. Who is it?"

Susan receded and looked down at the ground with trepidation. "You... you do. Trevor."

"That's right!" he laughed, and gave her another look. "So that's why I think we should spend some time getting to see more of each other. I mean, the studying can always wait, right, Ryan?"

"Of course, Trevor," his schoolmate nodded, setting down his marker.

"Perfect!" He looked back to Susan. "On second thought, you might as well take your top off."

After another look, Susan sighed. Not much she could do. After all, it would be more than remiss to protest against someone whose dick was out in the open for all to see. She grabbed the bottom of her blouse, breathed in, and pulled it over her head. On display were her moderate sized breasts, which accented her chest with superb heft. She pushed her shirt onto the table, in front of Troy.

"There. Happy?"

Smiling, Trevor's hands wandered to Liz's pants and began removing them, freeing her smooth legs from their prison. "Now that's a good Suzy!"

Susan just looked at Trevor neutrally and then back at Troy, her bra-encased breasts looking mighty fine below her. The latter raised his eyes to hers, then shrugged. "Well. He's got his dick out."

For once he wasn't wrong about that.