Dorm Slut.

The hallway was dimly lit, the only sound the distant murmur of a TV from an open doorway. Rachel's heels clicked against the linoleum, echoing like a taunt through the corridor. She felt alive, invincible even, as she ascended the stairs. Her destination was the third floor, the lair of her latest conquest – a boy named Jake, the star of the basketball team. His popularity was matched only by his naivety, making him the perfect plaything for Rachel's whims.

Without knocking, Rachel swaggered into the room, her eyes immediately locking onto Jake's surprised gaze. He sat on the edge of his bed, surrounded by a mess of textbooks and dirty laundry. The sight of her made his mouth go dry. Rachel didn't bother with pleasantries, her intentions clear as day. She reached behind her neck and unclasped her top, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her perky breasts that bounced with the slightest provocation.

Jake's eyes widened like saucers, his heart racing in his chest. Rachel's body was a work of art, and he couldn't believe she was standing before him in all her naked glory. He stumbled over his words, trying to form a coherent sentence, but she was already on her knees. Her skirt had ridden up, giving him a glimpse of the lace panties she had been wearing. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and slid them down her toned thighs, leaving her completely bare. Rachel's eyes never left his as she took his cock into her mouth, her full lips wrapping around him like a warm, wet glove.

Her tongue flicked against the tip, teasing him as she took him deeper. Jake's hips jerked involuntarily, and Rachel's eyes sparkled with amusement. She enjoyed the power she had over men, the way they melted under her touch. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deeper still. The sound of her slurping filled the room, and Jake's breath grew ragged. He had never been with a girl who knew exactly what she wanted, and Rachel was a master at making him feel like he was the center of the universe.

Jake's hands found their way into her hair, gripping tightly as he lost control. Rachel didn't mind the pain; it was all part of the thrill. She bobbed her head faster, her cheeks now flushed from the exertion. The taste of him was intoxicating, and she could feel her own arousal growing as she brought him closer to the edge. Rachel's other hand slid between her legs, her fingers finding her clit and beginning to rub in time with her movements.

As the tension grew, Rachel could sense Jake's body tightening, his muscles coiling like a spring ready to snap. He groaned, his voice a mix of pleasure and disbelief. And then, with a final, **** thrust, he filled her mouth with his cum. Rachel didn't flinch, taking it all in, savoring the taste of his release. She swallowed, her eyes never leaving his, a silent declaration of dominance in this game of seduction.

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"Tasty." She grinned.