Her student mentor might have some ideas

Essentially a lazy person when it came to thinking Tia decided to go the route she thought would get her the best results. To that end she opened her phone up and dialled Rich, her student menteor. They'd meet during student orientation at a booth dedicated to his fraternity. She'd been about to walk on by - having no interest in fraternities beyond partying with them and picking up their members - but Rich had called out.

'Want a mentor to make school easier?' he'd asked - magic words at least equivelant to the many half-assed pick-up line she'd fallen for in the past. She'd have jumped him then and there, but instead ended up under the table-cloth giving him a blow-job so that he'd give her more. She'd given him a lot more than that since then, in reply for little bits of help, like what areas to study for on her next test.

"Rich?" she called out, hearing a great deal of moaning in the background when her mentor answered the phone.

"Yeah? Who's this?"

"Tia," she called out, and when only the moans greeted her she sighed and elaborated, "Tia Lopes. You're my student mentor." she waited. "Dark hair, tanned, petite," she wasn't going to say short, "small breasts... Dammit, you've been fucking me every week or more for your lousy advice!" she exclaimed. A startled male student walked into a door nearby upon hearing her exclaimation.

"Oh, right," he said, like people do when they're pretending they know who you are. "How're things hanging. Wanna come over?"

"Sure," Tia sighed, knowing exactly what he meant.

"Oh God, Oh Yeah, fuck me harder!" she yelled, squished up against the wall. Behind her Rich rammed in and out of her ass.

"Lubricate," he said, drawing a grimace from her as she whirled and sank to her knees, her mouth engulfing the dick had previously been plowing her ass. Fortunately she'd gotten into the habit of keeping herself clean back there, but it would have been nice if Rich had stocked his own lubricants instead of using her spit for it.

"So you think you're failing, huh?" he asked, and though he seemed to be ignoring she nodded. "I think I can help you with that."

"More than just telling me what to study?" she asked between gulps.

"Stand, face the wall," he said, and she did, with just a little sigh. Rich plunged back into her ass, easier than before with her spit coating his dick. He'd initially let her give him a blow job or fucked her pussy, but after getting together with Jacob he'd quickly abandoned her pussy - saying something like it wasn't tight enough anymore.

"Yeah, something more than that. Why are you being so quiet?" he asked.

"Fuck me harder, you stallion, ram your big thick cock up my ass. God I love it! I'm such an anal slut!" she shrieked, knowing she'd be mortified on the trip downstairs, yet still somehow getting off on it. It was like being with anyone who wasn't her boyfriend threw a switch in her. It didn't matter what they did she would get off on it. And even though the spit had worn off and her rectum was burning from the friction she didn't even need to touch her pussy to know how wet it was.

"Suck," he ordered, bringing her back to her knees with some ****. She'd been getting a good head of steam going there. "I'll arrange for some extra-effective methods. Stand."

"What methods?" she asked with a quaver, eagerly spreading her legs.

Rich plunged into her without finesse, jamming his fuckstick deep into her ass, driving it in and out like a bunny on viagra.

"I have a few ideas that will help, since you're too busy fucking your boyfriend to study..." he began, flipping another magical switch. Instantly the fucking felt even better, and she started screaming out.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck yeah, spunk in my ass, fill me up..." she blathered, losing track of why she was there as she thought of Jacob, her ass clenching hard on Rich's cock as orgasms started to overwhelm her.

Tia's enthusiasm was more than enough to yank Rich over the edge with her, and he slammed his modest prick as far inside her as it would go, nearly lifting her off her feet with the **** of it. For a long moment she shrieked in orgasm and he groaned in release, until finally he slumped against the wall.

"Clean," he weakly said, and Tia sagged to her knees, once more engulfing his prick with her mouth.

"What ideas?" she asked between licks.

"What?"

"What ideas for helping me get my grades up."

"Oh, right. Well..."