Little Fun, Big Cock

“Mia, I’m not really dressed for...”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re coming. The Delts are having a party.”

“That’s the football frat, the guys there are way out of my league.”

“Were way out of your league. You can bag one easy now.”

You’re out of excuses as Mia and Tanya practically drag you along. To your surprise you bypass the line and walk right in.

As your eyes adjust you look around. There are hot guys everywhere. You smile at a tall, dark haired, guy. He gives you a friendly grin and heads your way.

Despite his size he is surprisingly nimble. As he gets close you admire his square jaw and straight white teeth.

In a deep sexy voice, he queries. “Can I get you a drink?”

You feel yourself getting hot. “I’d like that.”

In a few moments he’s back with punch. You sip away and make small talk, but mostly you thinking about his cock. You wonder if you can just ask to fuck him. You start to worry about your reputation. Then nearly burst out laughing. You aren’t even in your own body.

You chug the punch and whisper in his ear. “Wanna go back to your room and fuck?”

He takes your hand. “Follow me.”

You enter into a modest room. The moment the door closes, you begin to shed your clothes. He grabs you and picks you up off the ground. He places you on the bed and drops his pants.

You can’t help but make a little ‘ooo’ noise when you see his shaft. He’s well endowed.

He teases your pussy before plunging in.

“Fuck!” He feels fantastic.

He drives in and out and you love every second of it. You cum, clutching the bedsheets.

“Fuck!” Apparently he isn’t done and neither are you.

Another orgasm rocks you. You feel his cock quiver. You climax again as he pulls out and showers you in his cum.

You both lay there for a while.

You turn to him. He is still awake. “That was amazing, I should go though.”

He gets up and throws you a towel. “We should do that again sometime.”

You begin to towel off. “I’m game.”

You dress and leave. It’s past three by the time you get back to the sorority. Mallita is in the foyer, reading.

“Hey, Sasha, how’s it going?” You manage to avoid snickering.

Mallita looks up. “Fine. You look like you had a good time.”

You nod. As you head to you room you feel strange.