Adriana brings you back to her room

Adriana leads you back to her room, giving you a sultry smile as she shuts the door behind you. Judging by the two racks of clothing lining the walls, her walk-in closet clearly wasn’t big enough to hold all her outfits. Everything is neatly organized, the dresses arranged by color and size, the shoe rack looking like it belongs in a store display, and all her binders and books neatly stacked up on her desk.

“Almost seems like a shame that we’re going to mess up the bed,” you say, pointing at the perfectly made up sheets.

“Let’s see if it gets that far,” she smiles, letting one strap of her red dress fall over shoulder. “I don’t normally let men in so easily, but… you were my gallant rescuer tonight.”

“Twice, in fact,” you smile, helping her slip off her dress.

You lose your cool for a second at the sight of Adriana in mere bra and panties. Her body is a testament to feminine beauty, the kind of busty slim that you’d only see in movie actresses or models, and… yeah, she knows you’re attracted, raising a quizzical eyebrow at you.

“Once, when you swooped in to rescue me from my sisters. And the other?” Adriana asks, reminding you that there’s more to do than stare.

You take a second to reorient yourself.

“Well, a girl as good looking as you,” you say, sliding a hand across her bare back. “Those roofies could have easily ended up in your drink.”

“Good thing you were there for me,” she replies, leaning into your body in a seductive pose.

Her fingers slip between the buttons of your shirt, popping them open from the top down, soon leaving you bare-chested. She follows the path downwards with a trail of kisses, light brushes of her lips against your skin leaving you breathless as she draws down to the waistband of your pants. She glances up at you, batting her dark eyelashes, the soft bite of her lips making clear what she intends.

You drop your pants and she traces a circle around your hips with her fingers, the point of her nail leaving a cool imprint everywhere it goes. It lands at the base of your cock, semi-erect from the anticipation.

“You deserve something special for the good you did,” she whispers, her husky voice so sweet to your ears.

Her delicate fingers find the skin of your cock, a slow stroke drawing it to full attention.

“You like that, don’t you?” she smiles, her fingers now wrapping around your length, barely circling your thickness.

“You’re so damn hot,” you say.

“I know,” she simply says, tossing her brunette hair to the side.

Then, she licks her lips and kisses the tip of your cock, the tingling sensation the most miraculous thing. You can’t believe that this model is really kneeling in front of you, giving you such a damn good blowjob. She plants another kiss further down your length and then parts her mouth, suckling on your sensitive head, the heat, the pressure, the wetness, all of it so unbearably sexy.

It’s nothing compared to what comes next as she takes more of you into her mouth, the aching heat good as any pussy you’ve been in, but it’s the way she stares up at you as she blows you, that smouldering gaze, that cuts straight to your soul and makes you feel all sorts of things inside. So fixated are you on her dark eyes that it takes you a second to realise just how much of your cock is inside of her mouth… it damn near feels like the whole thing, the casual flex of the top of her throat speaking to her preternatural talent at giving head.

“Are you… are you really just deepthroating me like that?” you gasp, the feeling driving you absolutely wild.

You don’t know why you expected an answer, but the look that Adriana shoots you says the Really? louder than any words could have.

“You’re doing a bomb-ass job,” you say, because you feel like you have to say something.

Adriana continues to work your cock with a silent dedication, the occasional slurp and inhalation the only noises in the room, and it feels wonderful. She begins to bob her head across your length, the motion so simple but so hot, and you’re so riled up that you feel yourself surging towards a climax.

“Going to cum,” you barely manage to squeak out, before it all comes rushing out.

The sorority sister doesn’t bat an eye as you drench her mouth full of your sticky seed, swallowing rope after rope of your cum as you fire off into her hot little mouth. The sight is so erotic that you’d cum a second time if you could, but as a guy, you have to content yourself with your cock spasming in her mouth a couple extra times.

“Think about me as you go to sleep,” she says, standing up with a satisfied smile on her face. “You earned that.”

“You don’t do that for many guys?” you laugh.

“There’s a whole line of them waiting to get the special treatment,” she smirks. “None of those losers know how to get it though.”

With that, she shows you the door, making you glad that you did something right.