Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained knowingness it was on her knees in the eye of having her mouth plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing prick. She felt like a bystander to her own relentless skullfucking while she came to, with whoever was using her mouth as their own personal masturbatory aid mental object to remain ramming his hip into her nerve, bucking and rutting away. He was fucking Tina's pharynx raw, and didn't seem to like whether or not she was witting or could breathe while he did it. He twisted his helping hand over in her hair, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette ignition lock he was using to keep his toy in place. She could feel a few chain of her hair fray and pop while he bared down on her, and that didn't slow him down even a bit. Each time his genitals bounced off of her sass and nose, his dick plunged 8 or 9 inches down into her gullet, and she let go of a gurgling"g-lurgh"that came rolling up out of her throat.

"I'm about to finish up here. Who wants the next turn at this nasty whore ? !"Tina could discover his faraway voice booming overtop of her choking randomness and the crowd that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably aware, was standing around them. While this anon. frat boy's cock pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, fuzzed detail became more acquit. She realized she was still in the frat house that she started the evening off by entering. She realized that her stifle were sore as fuck, and sunk into the grimy carpet of the Lambda Chi Theta house great room. She also realized that the hoi polloi gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the pith of attention there on the floor, and the defacto frat house whore, college fledgling Tina Shoemaker.

"I'll aim her next ! I've been waiting all Nox for my prospect with at least one of her fuckholes !"

"C'mon, what the nooky, man ? I said I had her next !"

"Yeah, and you can suffer her after me ! It's not like she's going anywhere. She's been taking dick after cock for hours."

"I've ‘ got ta cum first, boys ! This strumpet has been doing a damn fine job polishing my peter, and I've got to break her a little tip for her outstanding help !"

"What, another one ? You've been hogging her the most."

"Shut the nookie up. I want to hear her deepthroating, not your bitching."

Without any warning, the rowdy jock making use of her uppermost cock-accommodating orifice reached down and wrapped one of his mitts around Tina's throat. He clenched down with his fingers, intent on choking her while he thrust his pipe right past her tonsilla and let a monolithic rush of heart deluge straight down the back of her pharynx. With his hand viced around her cervix, Tina didn't have much of a alternative of whether or not she swallowed his belated down payment into her belly. She looked up, through foggy and tear-stricken middle, at the fraternity boy whose nerve she didn't recognize and chugged down his cum. It took several glugs, but she managed to keep chugging until he had drained his balls into her stomach.

All of the sudden, Tina felt her forefront rushing backwards and the putz that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her dangling for a instant with her rima oris agape and splattered with sticky spittle. She could hear him snicker while he wiped off his cock on Tina's face, smearing a sticky house-made blend of spit and jizz across her cheeks like they were his cum rags. Seizing the moment, she took a gasping breath and tried to choke down as much air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat pecker in her lip !"she heard a womanly vocalism cheerfulness from a couple rows back in the crowd. That one got a rise out of the crowd of onlookers, who chimed in with a Greek chorus of laughter. Without another second spared for her to rest, she felt one deal release her hair and another one catch it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her backtalk before she could even conclude her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry hours, passing Tina's read/write head from one set of paw to another like a hand-me-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to take a big gulp of air every now and then between sessions of guzzling down a helping of cum straight from the tap. Tina knocked back each shot of sticky mucilage, horking them down as quickly as they could feed them to her. It wasn't until the 6th load that she began to think back, wondering how she went from putting on a slim, figure-flaunting black dress that showed off her champagne ass in the comforter of her own dorm rooms hours before - or day before, she conceded to herself that she had no very way of knowing for sure - to slurping down piping-hot consignment of jizz like it was her reasonableness for getting out of bed in the morning.

* * *

"Tina, what the shag ? We've ‘ got ta go !"rang a voice from across the other side of the dorm room.

"I'm working on it !"Tina guessing back to her dorm roomie. She was in the middle of cramming her jiggling rump down into a dress that was a unhurt size too small. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curves like saran wrap and the hem at the merchant ship rode up so obscenely in high spirits that it showed off more than a hint of her ass. Tina figured that this dress, albeit form of gratuitous, she admitted, would show off her flirty slope. She admired herself in the mirror for a minute, and did some last-minute primping and tossing in her recondite Robert Brown bob-style haircut and straightened her thick-frame eyeglasses. She pushed up on her chirpy B-cup nipple, making sure they featured prominently on her chest of drawers and what cleavage she had was on display in the attire neckline that plunged down to just above her midriff. Tonight, she would be that cool girl from the fresher class that was sexy, witty, and always said the ripe thing - and everyone would require to get her number.

"You look like a fucking slut,"her roomy snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her cad and stuck up her middle finger in the charge of the voice.

"ass you, Ari."

"look, missy, if you are tryin'to get be intimate tonight, you couldn't have potential picked out a better clothes for the occasion. In fact, you probably wouldn't have to do much .."Tina noticed Arielle's voice trail off into nothing, and then felt a pair of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin black material and Northerner upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the fabric and bounced animatedly for an unplowed 5 or 6 seconds.

"What the shtup, Ari ? !"Tina protested, smacking at Arielle's manpower while she fought to wrestle the attire back down into place. Defeated, Arielle laughed and turned away, heading for the front door of their shared living space.

"The fact that having your attire pulled up around your shank didn't point me all that much to a greater extent than what I could see with it down should really tell you something about the message you're sending, honey."

Tina looked back at her flatly and seemed to consider her roomie's watchword for all of a instant. After a beat, she crossed her arms with a seeing red and rolled her eyes.

"Look, I'm just trying to have a good time. If I find someone to have it off, so be it. I'm not exactly going out looking for that to happen, either."

"Whatever you say !"Ari returned, already to the highest degree of the way through the doorway by the time Tina finished defending her wardrobe pick for the evening. Tina started after her, snatching up her phone on the way out the door as the pair of them strode out into the hallway of the quiet student residence hallway. She didn't realize until she was sliding into the backseat of their party chariot that she had forgot to put any scanty on, and by then she couldn't be bothered to go back.

* * *

Tina swung the car room access shut with a cheap"whump"and leaned over the door in the open air passenger window.

"Thanks for the ride ! I left a tip on the app."

"Suck his screw dick, too, while you're over there ! seed on, let's fucking go !"Arielle called out from behind her, already halfway up the drive in front line of the the colonial-style white house emblazoned with the Greek lettering spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top beam supported by a row of Doric tower. For those not in a fraternity, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out next to their Greek counterpart, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roomie and offered her another once-over of her tallest fingerbreadth before glancing back at the Uber driver and mouthing a mute"I'm sorry."

Scampering up the private road behind her friend, she found herself unable to walk quickly in her cling-wrap dress and 3-inch"fuck me"( or, what she considered to be"notice me") blackguard. She skipped past a couple up people already laying out in the grass in social movement of the elevated old theater who were appearing to conduct the antique and time-honored fraternity tradition of getting shitfaced drunk and passing out with a cup of beer still in hand. The closer she got to the front of the building, the more she could feel the bass threaded through the saltation music emanating from the party thumping her in the chest with every throb. She arrived on the front end footmark just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous slab of oak that was the presence door.

"They're not going to see you knocking. Can you even see me speaking to you right now ? I can't."

"Yes, I can fucking listen you. I guess we should just go in, then ?"

"After you."

Arielle pushed on the door and, with no pocket-sized quantity of effort involved, heaved it subject. The soundtrack to the house party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the worldwide brouhaha of dozens of conversations occurring throughout the party at the Same metre. People were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting tittle-tattle at a decibel level apropos that of cheering at a sporting event. Arielle glanced back with a bemused spirit on her face and locked her fingers around Tina's wrist just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed people while struggling to sustain step with the lope that Arielle shot off into, dispensing"I'm sorry"and"excuse me"as needed. Somehow, she ended up with a red cup of mystery alcohol along the way through the sardine can of human beings, as was the nature of fraternity parties.

"Ari, slow down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hallway lined with mount animal head word and ‘ course of 1997'sodality group photos in opulent, gold-leafed frames."Where are you even going ?"

"Going to get laid, stupe !"

"What the fuck ? Why do I have to add up ?"Tina stammered, suddenly abrim with head about her world-class and only college friend.

"Yeah, I'm going to go hook up with this guy I met in class. He told me to meet him in one of these back up bedrooms."Arielle giggled.".. and I knew I needed to get you buried in this political party before I snuck off. Go have some fun !"

"You're a real bitch, you know that ? And who's the sporting lady, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then spin around on a heel and continued down the hallway towards one of the many bedrooms with shut down doors, no doubt occupied by similar casual hookups.

"Don't get into too a good deal trouble, roomy !"

Tina pursed her lip and sighed. She was totally alone now, but at to the lowest degree she had her beer. She peered down into it for a second, noticed it's slightly strange color, but elected to kill it anyway. She polished off the drink and let the cup fall from her hand to the floor to join the former handful of trample empties, and then she headed in the opposite direction of Arielle.

* * *

After a solid half-hour of milling about the castle-esque fraternity house, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her dress to keep it from riding up too high and exposing her bury panties, she found herself as an looker-on of a pair of frat boy playing beer pong on either position of a rickety card table. By this time, she had accepted too many drinks that seemed much stronger than your mediocre fresh-from-the-keg brew, but they tasted sweet and they went down like water, so she kept on drinking them as fast as they were handed to her. When she felt words tumbling out of her mouth while she stood beside the ongoing plot, she was a passenger in the functioning of her own inebriated pair of relax lips.

"Whoever wins this side by side round gets my phone phone number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the stake seat, internally nodded her commendation at drunk Tina's bravery.

The one with the table tennis Ball in his hand halted mid-throw and smirked, glancing over at the girl who had just put herself up as a trophy for their casual game.

"That so, huh ? What's your name, cutie ?"

"It's .."Tina paused, placed a hand over her mouth and hiccuped loudly before tumbling ass-over-end into a fit of giggling at her own tipsiness.".. Tina, duh,"she finished.

"Tina. Cute. okay, Tina,"the backwards-hat wearing jock repeated as he flashed a feeling over to his opponent.

"You trade good with this, Tim ?"he asked.

"Yeah, I'm good with that. I just hope we get to raise the stakes. A earpiece number doesn't necessarily intend anything, does it ?"Tim replied in round."I don't know, Pat, we might have to have her up the ante on round two to something I couldn't find on her Facebook profile."Tim glanced over at Tina, arching his eyebrows as if to prompt a response.

"We'll see, boys !"Tina responds, with sober Tina still incredulously watching on from the back seat as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to goad drunk Tina further and further down whatever rabbit hole she has embedded herself in. At the beer niff table, her words of encouragement spurned an industrious game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. consequence later, Tina was scrawling her speech sound number into the outstretched palm of the master of the match.

"Alright, Tina. How about something new ?"Pat asked, striding over towards the even-more-drunk-than-before Tina. Her sober self watched nervously while he slid his hand around her waistline and smacked right down onto her jiggling bum. With his disembarrass mitt, he plucked the cup of mystery hootch out of her occupied hand and set it down on the floor beside the makeshift beer pong mesa.

"Get under the mesa, Tina."

"Uh, what does this make to do with the game ?"

"Just do it, sexy. You said we could up the ante, didn't you ?"

Tina shrugged and decided to go along with this following daily round of the biz. The night was going well. She gave out her number, she's been flirting with a distich of hot frat son, and she has had a lot of booze. As she pulled away from Patrick's escaped grasp, she felt him swat her ass and spurn her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the card table. When she dropped to her stifle on the hardwood floor, a 12 partygoers got an all-access notch to the viewing company of Tina's tight, pink snatch and crumple asshole. Tina settled in the snapper, halfway between either end of the little table.

"Alright, dip ‘ em !"

Each pair of legs on either face of the table wriggled slightly, and then both frat boys dropped their gasp down to the ankles and exposed their pounding, veiny turncock that dangled down in between their legs. Tina's eyes went wide, and she quickly snatched up the red plastic cup of intoxicant from the floor beside her for a solid 5 endorsement of chugging.

"Tina !"she could get word Patrick call from up on the topside of the table."When you hear somebody musical score on one end of the the board, you go to the opposite word slope and get to work. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the table between a duad of frat boy turncock.

"Y-yeah .. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the business slope of the table. Tina, at this detail, was committed. She set out tonight to consume fun, and to have her foundation to college life. The line between inebriate Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all night, and fuddle Tina was the one coming out on top. wino Tina wanted to draw some pecker. Seconds later, she had one an column inch away from her face.

"Get to suckin ’, Tina !"she heard from the current points leader, Tim. She decided to try and her best to do as she was told. She had only absorb one prick before, and that was her high school boyfriend. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this time, she decided to try and take a Thomas Nelson Page out of porn video recording she had seen and hocked a load of tongue right onto the head of the fuckstick bounce in forepart of her face. She could learn a catcalling tin whistle ring out from the topside of the table, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her pleasant-tasting fuckpillow lip around the head of the cock she was obligated to take up, and that's when she heard the ball bouncing across the table again. swoon, slick, slurping racket started to regularly intermingle with the other sounds of the party while Tina eagerly sucked down column inch after inch of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her lips rode down his ray of light as far as she could bone into her mouth, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy terminal resting on her tongue while she toiled away.

"This girlfriend is a fuckin'pro, Tim !"she could hear from up above her."Make one, or I'm going to keep her for myself !"

"Yeah, that worked so well with the last one, didn't it ?"

A muffled, plastic-on-plastic crack marked Tim nailing a shot into the cupful on the former incline of the table, and Tina immediately pulled her mouth off from Patrick's slobber-coated throat clogger with a"pop !"before turning about and crawling on her manpower and knees over to the former position of the table. She was greeted by another hard frat boy tool, except this time there was a thin white line of powder running down from the base to the head. She hesitated.

"ejaculate on, Tina, it's just a little something for all your hard workplace. It 's just something to make you feel effective. Just make indisputable you get me all the way down to the base like a salutary girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was drunk, which opened her up to the musical theme of sucking some random frat cock, but the confrontation of being opposite with the pick of stretching her rim around another slab of meat and a English ordering of difficult drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making process. But Tina had seen people railing lines of coke off of burnt umber tabular array, countertops, and bare asscheeks all throughout the party, so she figured that if she didn't do this, her night of fun was probably going to end. It would be a party foul, and she wasn't about to have that on her college reputation before she so much as finished her get-go year. Tina opened her lip, and lurched forward.

Within a blink, and accompanied by a healthy, throat gurgle, Tina was making out with the base of Tim's cock. She spluttered hard on his cock, blowing bubble of spit that turned into dripping trail of goo that dribbled down her chin and onto his balls. Tina wasn't so concerned with what was coming out of her mouth compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric rush of the high-pitched sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the gang was gone, the table was gone, and the music quieted down to a whisper. The only matter left in her mind was her, and the addictive prick she was charged with recondite throating.

* * *

"Did she do it ?"Patrick asked, having stopped trying to score at beer pong a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, she did it, and she's going fuckin'crazy on my dick down here."

"Looks like we've got us a new fraternity house cumdump !"

Patrick deftly overturned the table onto its incline which sent the cups and ping-pong balls clattering down to the floor. What was left in its lieu, situated between the twosome of them and on full display for anybody interested in seeing some freshman company slut go to Ithiel Town on a tool, was Tina shoemaker, who was senior high school out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her principal back and forth on Tim's 8-inch shaft. Patrick knelt down and met no immunity whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her apparel up over her ass and to her waistline. He crouched over Tina's pasty, pale-white fat ass, lined up his cock with her pussy and rubbed his bellend back and Forth in her warm entrance.

"This soiled bitch is wet !"Patrick laughed right before he dropped his hips and transfix Tina on his cock. He started hammering away at her cunt, and clapped one of his hands down firmly onto her rhythmically jiggling ass cheek while he mounted her. Onlookers had started crowding around as soon as Patrick announced".. frat family cumdump,"telephone cameras trained on the debase show of which the cock-crazed Tina was the asterisk. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their amusement for the evening, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

"She went out without any fucking scanty. She had to have wanted this from the start."

"Did you see her wearing apparel ?"

Tina was flying too high to have any disgrace for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this savoury hammer that was being thrust into her sass, and the accurate moment when some early massive rod slid deep into her desperate, aching pussy. She could experience him, through the fog of her skunk, driving in and out of her dripping wet hole like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Saint Patrick would fork out an open-handed palm tree smack to her bounce butt which would make her tense up and pinch as the spank sent an electric automobile blow across her skin and right up her rachis. Her ass felt like it was on fire after about a 12 spanks, and that was when Patrick plunged a wetted thumb into her asshole. Her eyes rolled back behind her fluttering eyelids while she continued to smoke Tim's pole with the mussy approach that only a drunk, mellow fraternity slut could.

In her sex, drugs, and putz induced grogginess, she was intent on making a name for herself. While Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to run on Tim. She slithered her tongue back and Forth, massaging the underside of his scape while he bucked his hips forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her globefish lips formed a vacuum seal around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eyes up, tilted her chin back, and batted her retentive, fake lashes up at Tim to urge him on to treat her like the partyslut that she has embraced being.

"Here, Tina, have another."She could see Tim's lips moving, but what she heard felt like it was coming from dozens of Admiralty mile away from her. The neck of a small subway was slipped up into her nose and she obediently breathed deeply through her olfactory organ. Then, she blacked out completely.

* * *

"That's right,"Tina thought as she remembered what happened - she had taken that close hit of coke and conked out with her pharynx still stuffed full of frat dick ; Tim's pecker, as she recalled, who almost certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the second. This clock time, the one shag her face was from her 3:00PM biology course of instruction. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me heavy"look, and all this college party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her expression is concerned is how to lend oneself another makeup coating of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the associate sentience of having her whisker yanked back and her pharynx becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of responsibility. She watched, enraptured, as her nameless partner stroked his pulsing member right in straw man of her face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue fall out of the front of her boldness and openly drool down a streak of throatlube down onto the carpet beneath her.

"Ready for another glazing, hoe ? !"the over-eager boy from class mocked. All Tina could summon was a nod. She was fix. She wanted it.

She closed her heart as she felt the start strand of cream splatter onto her characteristic and begin plastering on her peel. As she breathed a lenient moan, another roach strung between the tip of her olfactory organ and the flat of her well-traveled cockcleaner tongue. A match of spunk dead reckoning landed on her frontal bone and in her hair, and she took it all just as she had taken every former load that nighttime - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may have just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roomie's voice. The tone of her protagonist's articulation was a mixture of concern and confusion, but the next thing she knew she was being helped up onto her feet in the middle of the crew. Arielle had pushed through the crew and was holding Tina by the shoulder with either of her outstretched weaponry. Tina was wobbly on her two substructure because she hadn't been on them in several time of day, so she essentially leaned into the musical accompaniment joists her roomie was offering while she looked dazedly onto her face.

"Tina, what the piece of tail ? I told you not to get in trouble. Your ass is all over Twitter. There are depiction of you everywhere. Are you covered in cum ?"

Tina felt a smile physical body on the corners of her cum-stained lips.

"Look, I've got to get you home. You're completely wasted, and you clearly need to get out of here."

Arielle was just trying to assist, Tina figured. She had come back from her own random hookup to find her shy, socially-inept roommate the midpoint of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a pulse and a hard cock given a one-way ticket to blowing a load into one of her 3 pickle. However, Tina didn't deficiency to go home. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest disastrous dress she could find, drank herself stupid, and then willingly blew two frat male child over a biz of beer niff. She knew what she wanted to do - and that was to keep partying.

"Hey, Ari ?"Tina said softly, leaning into her roomie's ear."Go home."

Leaving a stunned, slack-jaw roomie at her back, Tina turned away and looked back at her gang of new housemates and licked her lips.

"Who wants me following ? ”