The next morning

The next day you wake up in your college dorm, hungover and a bit shaken by the previous night's events. Your mind drifts back to Gabriela and the night before. How her lips felt on yours, how her big round tits pressed up against you. Your cock stiffens as you remember the sensation of her thick cock throbbing in your hand, spraying ropes of hot, sticky cum all over your face. You bite your lip and close your eyes, picturing her sexy brazilian bubble booty, which is so perfect in shape, size, and tone that you wonder if it is the result of genetics or countless hours of squats. Maybe even both.

You can almost hear her sexy, brazilian accent as she begs you to fuck her, moaning your name and pleading for more. Your mind wanders back to the moment you were inside her, fucking her brains out as you pounded into her from behind. The way her cock bounced with every thrust as you pounded her from behind, her big brazilian booty jiggling and slapping against your body with every thrust. You're rock hard now.

"Shit," you think. "This is going to be harder to deal with than I thought."

You look over at your phone. 3 new messages from Jessica, asking where you were last night. You text back a lame excuse about getting caught up at the gym and meeting up later.

Your hand reaches down under your bedsheet and grabs hold of your shaft. You begin stroking it slowly as you imagine yourself plowing into Gabriela from behind again. Your mind goes back to last night, your hands on her hips as you slammed into her again and again. The memory of her tight ass wrapped around your cock is almost enough to push you over the edge, but you hold on, wanting to savor the moment. You imagine her big, round tits bouncing with every thrust as you pounded into her. She begged you for more, moaning and groaning like one of your favorite shemale porn stars.

"Fuck, Gabriela, I'm gonna cum." You mutter to yourself.

You stroke yourself faster, your cock throbbing in your hand. Your balls tighten as you near your climax.

"FUCK!" You yell, your cock erupting, shooting a load of hot cum all over your chest and abs. One spurt even lands on your face. You're breathing heavily as you come down from the high of your orgasm. You wipe the cum from your face with the corner of the bed sheet, then sit up and look around the room.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?"

You get up and grab a towel to clean yourself off. As you do, your phone buzzes with another text from Jessica.

"Where are you? I'm getting worried."

"Fuck." You think to yourself.

You decide to skip class and head straight over to Jessica's dorm. On the way, you're bombarded by thoughts of the night before and how good it felt to be with Gabriela. You try to push them out of your mind, but they keep creeping back in. By the time you reach Jessica's door, you're overcome with feelings of guilt. You knock on the door and wait, your heart pounding in your chest.