Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained knowingness it was on her human knee in the middle of having her mouth plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing cock. She felt like a bystander to her own relentless skullfucking while she came to, with whoever was using her mouthpiece as their own personal masturbatory aid mental object to continue ramming his coxa into her side, bucking and rutting away. He was fucking Tina's throat raw, and didn't seem to worry whether or not she was conscious or could breathe while he did it. He twisted his paw over in her hair, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette locks he was using to keep his toy in property. She could sense a few strands of her hair fray and pop while he bared down on her, and that didn't slow him down even a bit. Each fourth dimension his crotch bounced off of her mouth and nozzle, 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 pharynx.

"I'm about to eat up up here. Who wants the side by side turn at this filthy whore ? !"Tina could discover his far-off voice booming overtop of her throttling disturbance and the crowd that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably aware, was standing around them. While this anonymous frat boy's cock pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, fuzzy details became more authorise. She realized she was still in the fraternity family that she started the evening off by entering. She realized that her knee were sore as fuck, and sunk into the begrimed carpet of the Lambda Chi Theta house cracking elbow room. She also realized that the people gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the center of aid there on the floor, and the defacto fraternity house cocotte, college freshman Tina Shoemaker.

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

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

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

"I've ‘ got ta cum first, boys ! This hussy has been doing a damn fine job polishing my putz, and I've got to have her a petty tip for her outstanding Robert William Service !"

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

"Shut the screwing up. I want to get wind her deepthroating, not your bitching."

Without any warning, the rowdy suspensor making use of her uppermost cock-accommodating opening reached down and wrapped one of his glove around Tina's pharynx. He clenched down with his fingers, purport on choking her while he thrust his piping right past her faucial tonsil and let a monolithic hurry of spunk deluge straight down the book binding of her throat. With his bridge player viced around her neck, Tina didn't have much of a option of whether or not she swallowed his modish deposition into her belly. She looked up, through bleary and tear-stricken eyes, at the frat boy whose boldness she didn't recognize and chugged down his cum. It took several glugs, but she managed to restrain chugging until he had drained his balls into her stomach.

All of the sudden, Tina felt her head rush backwards and the cock that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her hanging for a moment with her back talk agape and splattered with sticky spit. She could get word him snicker while he wiped off his cock on Tina's face, smearing a sticky house-made blend of expectoration and jizz across her nerve like they were his cum rags. Seizing the mo, she took a gasping breath and tried to choke down as much air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat cock in her mouth !"she heard a womanly voice cheer from a couple rows back in the crew. That one got a rise out of the bunch of looker-on, who chimed in with a Greek chorus of laughter. Without another instant spared for her to breathe, she felt one mitt vent her hair's-breadth and another one pussy it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her lips before she could even fold her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry hours, passing Tina's head from one set of mitt to another like a hand-me-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to choose a big draught of air every now and then between sessions of guzzling down a helping of cum straightaway from the tap. Tina knocked back each shot of gummy gum, horking them down as quickly as they could flow them to her. It wasn't until the 6th load that she began to consider back, wondering how she went from putting on a slender, figure-flaunting black dress that showed off her bubbly ass in the comfort of her own dorm elbow room hours before - or days before, she conceded to herself that she had no real way of knowing for sure - to slurping down piping-hot loads of jizz like it was her understanding for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

"Tina, what the piece of ass ? We've ‘ got ta go !"rang a vox from across the early side of the dorm room.

"I'm working on it !"Tina scene back to her dorm roomy. She was in the heart of cramming her jiggling rump down into a dress that was a all sizing too small. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curves like saran wrap and the hem at the bottom rode up so obscenely heights that it showed off more than a hint of her ass. Tina figured that this attire, albeit sort of gratuitous, she admitted, would show off her flirty side. She admired herself in the mirror for a moment, and did some last-minute primping and tossing in her deep chocolate-brown bob-style haircut and straightened her thick-frame eyeglasses. She pushed up on her perky B-cup tits, making sure they featured prominently on her chest and what cleavage she had was on show in the dress neckline that plunged down to just above her midriff. Tonight, she would be that chill girl from the fresher class that was sexy, witty, and always said the right thing - and everyone would require to get her number.

"You look like a roll in the hay slut,"her roommate snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her cad and stuck up her midriff fingerbreadth in the direction of the voice.

"piece of tail you, Ari."

"looking, miss, if you are tryin'to get have sex tonight, you couldn't have potential picked out a dear dress for the juncture. In fact, you probably wouldn't have to do much.."Tina noticed Arielle's phonation trail off into nothing, and then felt a pair of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin black material and Yank upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the fabric and bounced animatedly for an unbroken 5 or 6 seconds.

"What the fuck, Ari ? !"Tina protested, smacking at Arielle's hands while she fought to wrestle the dress back down into seat. Defeated, Arielle laughed and turned away, heading for the forepart door of their shared living space.

"The fact that having your dress pulled up around your waist didn't show me all that much more than what I could see with it down should really tell you something about the substance you're sending, honey."

Tina looked back at her flatly and seemed to consider her roommate's words for all of a bit. After a pulsation, she crossed her arms with a huff and rolled her eyes.

"feel, I'm just trying to give birth a good fourth dimension. If I find mortal to screw, so be it. I'm not exactly going out looking for that to happen, either."

"Whatever you say !"Ari returned, already about of the way through the doorway by the time Tina finished defending her closet alternative for the evening. Tina started after her, snatching up her phone on the way out the door as the dyad of them strode out into the hallway of the repose dorm hallway. She didn't realize until she was sliding into the backseat of their company chariot that she had forgot to put any panties on, and by then she couldn't be bothered to go back.

***

Tina swung the car door shut with a loud"whump"and leaned over the door in the open passenger window.

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

"Suck his fucking dick, too, while you're over there ! Come on, let's fucking go !"Arielle called out from behind her, already halfway up the campaign in front of the the colonial-style white house emblazoned with the Hellene lettering spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top beam supported by a row of Doric dialect pillars. For those not in a fraternity, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out next to their Greek vis-a-vis, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roommate and offered her another once-over of her tallest finger before glancing back at the Uber number one wood and mouthing a silent"I'm sorry."

Scampering up the driveway behind her friend, she found herself unable to walk quickly in her cling-wrap attire and 3-inch"fuck me"( or, what she considered to be"notice me") dog. She skipped past a couple hoi polloi already laying out in the grass in front of the grand old house who were appearing to conduct the age-old and time-honored sodality custom of getting shitfaced drunk and passing out with a cup of beer still in hand. The finisher she got to the front of the construction, the more she could feel the bass threaded through the saltation music emanating from the political party thumping her in the chest with every throbbing. She arrived on the front steps just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous slab of oak that was the presence door.

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

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

"After you."

Arielle pushed on the door and, with no minor measure of cause involved, heaved it open. The soundtrack to the house party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the general uproar of wads of conversations occurring throughout the company at the Same time. People were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chin-wag at a dB level apropos that of cheering at a sporting issue. Arielle glanced back with a bemused feel on her fount and locked her digit around Tina's carpus just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed people while struggling to keep on pace with the jog that Arielle shot off into, dispensing"I'm sorry"and"excuse me"as needed. Somehow, she ended up with a red cup of enigma inebriant along the way through the sard can of human beings, as was the nature of frat parties.

"Ari, slow down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hall lined with mounted beast heads and ‘ grade of 1997'fraternity group photos in opulent, gold-leafed frames."Where are you even going ?"

"Going to get laid, unintelligent !"

"What the screw ? Why do I have to total ?"Tina stammered, suddenly abrim with interrogative sentence about her firstly and only college friend.

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

"You're a genuine bitch, you know that ? And who's the whore, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then whirl on a cad and continued down the hallway towards one of the many bedrooms with closed threshold, no incertitude occupied by standardised casual hookups.

"Don't get into too much difficulty, roomie !"

Tina pursed her rim 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 vividness, but elected to down it anyway. She polished off the drink and let the cup fall from her hand to the floor to join the other handful of tread down empties, and then she headed in the antonym focus of Arielle.

***

After a solid half-hour of milling about the castle-esque frat firm, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her dress to keep it from riding up too highschool and exposing her forgotten panty, she found herself as an onlooker of a pair of frat boys playing beer pong on either sides of a rickety card table. By this clip, she had accepted too many drinks that seemed much secure than your average 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 game, she was a rider in the functioning of her own inebriated distich of unloosen lips.

"Whoever wins this next rhythm gets my speech sound number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the back hindquarters, internally nodded her approval at drunk Tina's bravery.

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

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

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

"Tina. Cute. Okay, Tina,"the backwards-hat wearing jockstrap repeated as he flashed a look over to his opponent.

"You full with this, Tim ?"he asked.

"Yeah, I'm practiced with that. I just hope we get to raise the bet. A earphone number doesn't necessarily mean anything, does it ?"Tim replied in good turn."I don't know, Pat, we might accept 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 eyebrow as if to remind 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 sot Tina further and further down whatever rabbit gob she has embedded herself in. At the beer pong table, her news of boost spurned an energetic game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. Moments later, Tina was scrawling her earphone act into the outstretched palm of the victor 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 keister. With his exempt hand, he plucked the cup of mystery hootch out of her occupied helping hand and set it down on the floor beside the make-do beer pong table.

"Get under the table, Tina."

"Uh, what does this have 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 next unit of ammunition of the game. The dark was going well. She gave out her number, she's been flirting with a couple of hot frat male child, and she has had a lot of spirits. As she pulled away from Patrick's loose grasp, she felt him swat her ass and reject her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the add-in table. When she dropped to her knees on the hardwood floor, a dozen partygoers got an all-access liberty chit to the viewing party of Tina's tight, pink pussy and pucker dickhead. Tina settled in the center, halfway between either end of the short table.

"Alright, drib ‘ em !"

Each span of legs on either side of the tabular array wriggled slightly, and then both frat boys dropped their pants down to the ankle joint and exposed their throbbing, veiny cocks that dangled down in between their stage. Tina's eyes went wide, and she quickly snatched up the red plastic cup of alcoholic beverage from the floor beside her for a upstanding 5 moment of chugging.

"Tina !"she could hear Patrick call from up on the topside of the table."When you hear someone score on one end of the the table, you go to the opposite slope and get to lick. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the table between a twain of fraternity boy dick.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the business face of the table. Tina, at this head, was committed. She set out tonight to have fun, and to make her intro to college life story. The line between drunk Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all Nox, and drunk Tina was the one coming out on top. Drunk Tina wanted to suck in some rooster. Seconds later, she had one an in away from her face.

"Get to suckin ’, Tina !"she heard from the current points leader, Tim. She decided to try and her easily to do as she was told. She had only sucked one putz before, and that was her heights school swain. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this time, she decided to try and take a page out of porn video she had seen and hocked a load of spit right onto the head word of the fuckstick bouncing in movement of her expression. She could get wind a catcalling tin whistle ring out from the topside of the mesa, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her delicious fuckpillow lips around the head of the cock she was obligated to suck, and that's when she heard the orb bouncing across the board again. Faint, slick, slurping racket started to regularly intermingle with the former audio of the company while Tina eagerly sucked down in after in of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her lips rode down his shaft as far as she could cram into her mouth, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy pole resting on her tongue while she toiled away.

"This fille 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 hold out one, didn't it ?"

A stifle, plastic-on-plastic shot marked Tim nailing a guesswork into the cup on the other side 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 bridge player and knees over to the other side of meat of the mesa. She was greeted by another hard fraternity boy putz, except this time there was a sparse white dividing line of powder running down from the cornerstone to the head. She hesitated.

"come on, Tina, it's just a picayune something for all your hard body of work. It 's just something to constitute you feel honest. Just make up sure you get me all the way down to the base like a safe girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was drunk, which opened her up to the idea of sucking some random fraternity stopcock, but the confrontation of being face-to-face with the selection of stretching her lips around another slab of meat and a English decree of hard drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making process. But Tina had seen hoi polloi railing argument of blow off of coffee board, 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 political party foul, and she wasn't about to have that on her college report before she so much as finished her first-class honours degree year. Tina opened her mouth, and lurched forward.

Within a winking, and accompanied by a healthy, pharynx gurgle, Tina was making out with the root of Tim's cock. She spluttered hard on his cock, blowing house of cards of spit that turned into dripping track of goo that dribbled down her chin and onto his balls. Tina wasn't so concerned with what was coming out of her sass compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric rush of the richly sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the crowd was gone, the table was gone, and the music quieted down to a susurration. The merely thing left in her mind was her, and the habit-forming cock she was charged with deep throating.

***

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

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

"aspect like we've got us a new frat house cumdump !"

Patrick deftly overturned the board onto its side which sent the cups and ping-pong balls clattering down to the story. What was left in its place, situated between the pair of them and on full display for anybody interested in seeing some fledgling party strumpet go to town on a dick, was Tina Shoemaker, who was senior high school out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her school principal back and Forth on Tim's 8-inch shaft. Saint Patrick knelt down and met no electrical resistance whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her dress up over her ass and to her waist. He crouched over Tina's pasty, pale-white fat ass, lined up his cock with her pussycat and rubbed his bellend back and Forth in her affectionate entrance.

"This dirty bitch is wet !"St. Patrick laughed right before he dropped his articulatio coxae and empale Tina on his cock. He started hammering away at her cunt, and clapped one of his work force down firmly onto her rhythmically jiggling ass cheek while he mounted her. Onlookers had started crowding around as soon as St. Patrick announced".. frat house cumdump,"phone tv camera trained on the misdirect show of which the cock-crazed Tina was the virtuoso. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their entertainment for the evening, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

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

"Did you see her clothes ?"

Tina was flying too gamey to have any shame for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this mouth-watering shaft that was being thrust into her lip, and the exact present moment when some early monolithic rod slid recondite into her desperate, aching slit. She could feel him, through the fog of her gumption, driving in and out of her dripping wet cakehole like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Patrick would deliver an open-handed palm smack to her bounce derriere which would take her tense up and twitch as the spank sent an electric electric shock across her cutis and right up her prickle. Her ass felt like it was on fire after about a dozen spanks, and that was when St. Patrick plunged a wetted thumb into her asshole. Her heart rolled back behind her fluttering eyelids while she continued to smoke Tim's rod with the mussy approach path that only a rummy, high frat adulteress could.

In her sex, drugs, and dick induced stupor, she was intention on making a name for herself. While Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to work on Tim. She slithered her tongue back and forth, massaging the underside of his putz while he bucked his hips forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her pufferfish backtalk formed a vacuum cleaner seal around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eyeball up, tilted her Chin back, and batted her long, 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 sea mile away from her. The neck of a small tube 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 last hit of blow and conked out with her pharynx still stuffed total of frat tool ; Tim's pecker, as she recalled, who most certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the moment. This clip, the one fucking her face was from her 3:00PM Biology course of study. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me harder"look, and all this college political party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her face is concerned is how to enforce another makeup covering of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the familiar sensation of having her hair yanked back and her throat becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of obligation. She watched, enraptured, as her nameless partner stroked his pulsing member right field in battlefront of her human face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue fall out of the presence of her face and openly drool down a run of throatlube down onto the carpet beneath her.

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

She closed her heart as she felt the first string of cream splatter onto her lineament and set about plastering on her pelt. As she breathed a diffused moan, another rope strung between the tip of her olfactory organ and the flat of her well-traveled cockcleaner tongue. A couple of punk shooter landed on her os frontale and in her hair, and she took it all just as she had taken every other load that night - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may have just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roommate's vocalism. The pure tone of her Quaker's voice was a miscellanea of fear and confusion, but the next affair she knew she was being helped up onto her feet in the middle of the crowd. Arielle had pushed through the crowd and was holding Tina by the shoulders with either of her outstretched arms. Tina was wobbly on her two groundwork because she hadn't been on them in several hours, so she essentially leaned into the living joists her roommate was offering while she looked dazedly onto her face.

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

Tina felt a smile form on the nook of her cum-stained lips.

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

Arielle was just trying to serve, Tina figured. She had come back from her own random hookup to ascertain her shy, socially-inept roommate the nerve centre of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a pulse and a severe putz given a one-way tag to blowing a load into one of her 3 holes. However, Tina didn't want to go home. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest black dress she could get hold, drank herself pillock, and then willingly flub two frat son over a biz of beer niff. She knew what she wanted to do - and that was to maintain partying.

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

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

"Who wants me next ? ”