Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained consciousness it was on her genu 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 capacity to remain ramming his rosehip into her face, bucking and rutting away. He was fucking Tina's throat raw, and didn't seem to care whether or not she was conscious or could take a breather while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her haircloth, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette locks he was using to keep his toy in place. She could find a few strands of her hair's-breadth 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 nose, his dick plunged 8 or 9 in 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 end up up here. Who wants the next turn at this cruddy whore ? !"Tina could hear his faraway voice booming overtop of her strangling noises and the bunch that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably cognizant, was standing around them. While this anon. fraternity boy's peter pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, fuzzy item became more clear. She realized she was still in the frat house that she started the even off by entering. She realized that her genu were sore as screwing, and sunk into the raunchy rug of the Lambda Chi Theta house bully room. She also realized that the multitude gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the center of attention there on the floor, and the defacto frat house whore, college freshman Tina Shoemaker.

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

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

"Yeah, and you can feature 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 slut has been doing a damn finely job polishing my spear, and I've got to give her a little tip for her outstanding service !"

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

"Shut the piece of ass 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 baseball glove around Tina's throat. He clenched down with his fingers, intent on choking her while he thrust his tobacco pipe right past her tonsilla and let a massive rush of punk flood lamp straight down the back of her throat. With his bridge player viced around her neck, Tina didn't have much of a choice of whether or not she swallowed his up-to-the-minute deposit into her belly. She looked up, through blear and tear-stricken eyes, at the frat boy whose face she didn't recognize and chugged down his cum. It took several glugs, but she managed to proceed chugging until he had drained his balls into her stomach.

All of the sudden, Tina felt her head rushing backwards and the cock that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her wall hanging for a moment with her mouth love feast and splattered with embarrassing spittle. She could hear him snicker while he wiped off his tool on Tina's face, smearing a viscous house-made blend of spit and jizz across her nerve like they were his cum tag. Seizing the moment, she took a pant breathing place and tried to kick the bucket down as a great deal air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat cock in her rima oris !"she heard a womanly part cheer from a distich rows back in the crowd. That one got a emanation out of the crew of onlookers, who chimed in with a chorus of laughter. Without another back spared for her to breathe, she felt one hand spillage her hair and another one snap it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her lips before she could even close up her mouth.

It continued like that for respective blurry hours, passing Tina's brain from one set of hands 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 sitting of guzzling down a helping of cum straight from the tap. Tina knocked back each crack of steamy glue, horking them down as quickly as they could fertilise them to her. It wasn't until the 6th consignment that she began to think back, wondering how she went from putting on a slender, figure-flaunting bootleg dress that showed off her bubbly ass in the comfort of her own dorm rooms hours before - or days before, she conceded to herself that she had no real way of knowing for sure - to slurping down piping-hot slews of jizz like it was her grounds for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

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

"I'm working on it !"Tina scene back to her dorm roommate. She was in the midsection of cramming her jiggling rump down into a garb that was a unharmed size too low. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curves like saran wrapper and the hem at the arse rode up so obscenely senior high that it showed off more than a hint of her ass. Tina figured that this dress, albeit kind of gratuitous, she admitted, would exhibit off her flirty face. She admired herself in the mirror for a bit, and did some last-minute primping and tossing in her deep brown bob-style haircut and straightened her thick-frame eyeglasses. She pushed up on her chirpy B-cup tits, making sure they featured prominently on her chest and what cleavage she had was on display in the dress neckline that plunged down to just above her midriff. Tonight, she would be that cool girl from the entrant family that was sexy, witty, and always said the right matter - and everyone would want to get her number.

"You look like a fucking slut,"her roommate snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her heel and stuck up her midsection fingerbreadth in the focusing of the voice.

"Fuck you, Ari."

"Look, girl, if you are tryin'to get have it off tonight, you couldn't have potential picked out a better wearing apparel for the occasion. In fact, you probably wouldn't have to do much.."Tina noticed Arielle's voice track off into nothing, and then felt a distich of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin black material and yank upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the textile and bounced animatedly for an unbroken 5 or 6 seconds.

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

"The fact that having your dress pulled up around your waistline didn't show me all that much to a greater extent than what I could see with it down should really assure you something about the subject matter you're sending, honey."

Tina looked back at her flatly and seemed to consider her roommate's wrangle for all of a moment. After a meter, she crossed her arms with a seeing red and rolled her eyes.

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

"Whatever you say !"Ari returned, already most of the way through the threshold by the time Tina finished defending her press alternative for the eve. Tina started after her, snatching up her telephone set on the way out the door as the dyad of them strode out into the hallway of the quiet dorm 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 threshold 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 screw dick, too, while you're over there ! Come on, let's fucking go !"Arielle called out from behind her, already halfway up the drive in front of the the colonial-style Elwyn Brooks White sign of the zodiac emblazoned with the Greek inscription spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top beam supported by a row of Doric pillars. For those not in a fraternity, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out succeeding to their Hellene counterparts, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roommate and offered her another once-over of her improbable finger before glancing back at the Uber driver and mouthing a mute"I'm sorry."

Scampering up the drive behind her friend, she found herself ineffectual to walk quickly in her cling-wrap dress and 3-inch"fuck me"( or, what she considered to be"notice me") dog. She skipped past a copulate citizenry already laying out in the grass in nominal head of the grand old house who were appearing to convey the age-old and time-honored fraternity custom of getting shitfaced drunk and passing out with a cup of beer still in hired man. The closer she got to the front of the edifice, the more she could feel the bass threaded through the dance music emanating from the party thumping her in the thorax with every pounding. She arrived on the forepart whole tone just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous slab of oak that was the front door.

"They're not going to discover you knocking. Can you even take heed 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 low amount of endeavor involved, heaved it loose. The soundtrack to the theater party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the oecumenical hubbub of dozens of conversations occurring throughout the party at the same time. people were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chitchat at a decibel story apropos that of cheering at a skylark event. Arielle glanced back with a bemused spirit on her grimace and locked her digit around Tina's carpus just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed people while struggling to restrain pace with the trot 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 pilchard can of homo existence, as was the nature of fraternity parties.

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

"release to get laid, stupid !"

"What the fuck ? Why do I have to come ?"Tina stammered, suddenly abrim with questions about her first and only college friend.

"Yeah, I'm going to go hook up with this guy I met in year. He told me to meet him in one of these indorse 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 real bitch, you know that ? And who's the whore, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then gyrate on a cad and continued down the hallway towards one of the many bedrooms with shut down door, no doubt occupied by standardized casual hookups.

"Don't get into too much bother, 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 moment, noticed it's slightly strange color, but elected to down it anyway. She polished off the crapulence and let the cup descent from her hand to the level to join the early handful of trample empties, and then she headed in the opposite word direction of Arielle.

***

After a self-colored 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 disregarded panties, she found herself as an onlooker of a twosome of fraternity son playing beer pong on either English of a rickety identity card table. By this fourth dimension, she had accepted too many drinks that seemed much inviolable than your average fresh-from-the-keg brew, but they tasted sweet and they went down like water system, 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 passenger in the operation of her own souse distich of loose lips.

"Whoever wins this future round gets my earphone number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the rear seat, internally nodded her commendation at drunkard Tina's bravery.

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

"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 drunkenness.".. Tina, duh,"she finished.

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

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

"Yeah, I'm respectable with that. I just hope we get to elevate the bet. A telephone set bit doesn't necessarily mean anything, does it ?"Tim replied in turn."I don't know, Pat, we might have to have her up the ante on turn two to something I couldn't breakthrough 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 serious Tina still incredulously watching on from the bet on seat as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to goad drunk Tina further and further down whatever coney hole she has embedded herself in. At the beer pong table, her words of encouragement spurned an energetic secret plan of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. minute later, Tina was scrawling her phone turn 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 manus around her waistline and smacked right down onto her jiggling buttocks. With his free hand, he plucked the cup of enigma hootch out of her lodge in hand and set it down on the trading floor beside the makeshift beer pong table.

"Get under the table, Tina."

"Uh, what does this have to do with the biz ?"

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

Tina shrugged and decided to go along with this next round of the secret plan. The night was going well. She gave out her number, she's been flirting with a duad of hot frat boys, and she has had a lot of hard liquor. As she pulled away from Patrick's loose grasp, she felt him swat her ass and disdain her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the add-in table. When she dropped to her knees on the hardwood flooring, a dozen partygoers got an all-access bye to the viewing party of Tina's tight, pink pussy and puckered shit. Tina settled in the midpoint, halfway between either end of the short table.

"Alright, cliff ‘ em !"

Each pair of legs on either face of the board wriggled slightly, and then both frat boys dropped their pants down to the ankles and exposed their throbbing, veiny hammer that dangled down in between their legs. Tina's eyes went wide, and she quickly snatched up the red pliant cup of alcohol from the floor beside her for a solid 5 second gear 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 incline and get to work. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the mesa between a duo of frat boy cocks.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the byplay side of the mesa. Tina, at this detail, was committed. She set out tonight to make fun, and to make her introduction to college life. 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 some cock. Seconds later, she had one an inch away from her face.

"Get to suckin ’, Tina !"she heard from the electric current points drawing card, Tim. She decided to try and her skilful to do as she was told. She had only sucked one cock before, and that was her high school boyfriend. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this prison term, she decided to try and take a page out of erotica video she had seen and hocked a onus of spittle right onto the headway of the fuckstick bouncing in front of her face. She could get word a catcalling whistling ring out from the topside of the table, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her toothsome fuckpillow lip around the head of the cock she was obligated to suck, and that's when she heard the orchis bounce across the table again. syncope, glossy, slurping racket started to regularly intermingle with the early sounds of the party while Tina eagerly sucked down inch after in of the St. Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her rim rode down his cock as far as she could grind away into her mouth, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy pole resting on her knife while she toiled away.

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

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

A tone down, plastic-on-plastic crack cocaine marked Tim nailing a shaft into the loving cup on the other face of the tabular array, and Tina immediately pulled her mouth off from Patrick's slobber-coated throat clogger with a"pop !"before turning about and crawling on her hands and human knee over to the early side of the board. She was greeted by another hard fraternity boy cock, except this time there was a lose weight white line of gunpowder running down from the base to the principal. She hesitated.

"Come on, Tina, it's just a fiddling something for all your hard work. It 's just something to crap you feel good. Just make sure you get me all the way down to the groundwork like a good girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was wino, which opened her up to the thought of sucking some random frat cock, but the confrontation of being face-to-face with the option of stretching her back talk around another slab of meat and a side order of intemperate drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making process. But Tina had seen citizenry railing lines of coke off of umber tables, 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 induce that on her college repute before she so much as finished her first year. Tina opened her back talk, and lurched forward.

Within a blink, and accompanied by a healthy, pharynx gurgle, Tina was making out with the base of Tim's turncock. She spluttered hard on his prick, blowing bubbles of tongue that turned into dripping trails of goo that dribbled down her Chin and onto his balls. Tina wasn't so come to with what was coming out of her mouth compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric surge of the high sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the crowd was gone, the tabular array was gone, and the music quieted down to a rustling. The only thing left in her nous was her, and the addictive cock she was charged with cryptical throating.

***

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

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

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

Patrick deftly overturned the mesa onto its side which sent the cups and ping-pong balls clattering down to the trading floor. What was left in its lieu, situated between the couple of them and on full showing for anybody interested in seeing some first-year party adulteress go to town on a gumshoe, was Tina cobbler, who was high-pitched out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her head back and forth on Tim's 8-inch slam. Patrick knelt down and met no immunity whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her dress 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 dirty bitch is wet !"Patrick laughed right before he dropped his rosehip and stake 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 sign of the zodiac cumdump,"phone cameras trained on the perverse appearance of which the cock-crazed Tina was the whiz. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their entertainment for the evening, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

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

"Did you see her frock ?"

Tina was flying too high to have any pity for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this mouth-watering cock that was being hurl into her sassing, and the accurate consequence when some other massive rod slid oceanic abyss into her desperate, aching slit. She could feel him, through the fog of her senses, driving in and out of her dripping wet hole like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, St. Patrick would deliver an open-handed palm smack to her bouncing derriere which would shit her tense up and pinch as the spank sent an electric shock across her pelt and rightfulness up her spine. Her ass felt like it was on fire after about a dozen 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 fume Tim's pole with the mussy approach that only a inebriate, high fraternity adulteress could.

In her sex, drugs, and tool induced stupor, she was spirit on making a name for herself. While Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to work on Tim. She slithered her natural language back and Forth River, massaging the underside of his shaft while he bucked his rose hip forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her pufferfish back talk formed a void seal around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eye up, tilted her Kuki back, and batted her foresighted, fake lashes up at Tim to inspire 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 tons of miles away from her. The neck of a small tube was slipped up into her olfactory organ and she obediently breathed deeply through her nose. 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 to the full of frat dick ; Tim's hammer, as she recalled, who most certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the consequence. This time, the one fucking her face was from her 3:00PM Biology class. 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 face is concerned is how to apply another makeup finish of his nutbutter. On waiting line, she felt the conversant aesthesis of having her hair yanked back and her pharynx becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of duty. She watched, enraptured, as her nameless better half stroked his pulsing member right in front man of her face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue gloaming out of the forepart of her face 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 muster was a nod. She was ready. She wanted it.

She closed her eye as she felt the offset strand of cream splatter onto her features and get plastering on her skin. As she breathed a soft moan, another rope strung between the tip of her nose and the flat tire of her well-traveled cockcleaner tongue. A couple of tinder dig landed on her brow and in her hair, and she took it all just as she had taken every other lode that night - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may have just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roommate's voice. The musical note of her friend's voice was a commixture of concern and confusion, but the future thing 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 articulatio humeri with either of her outstretched arms. Tina was wobbly on her two feet because she hadn't been on them in several hr, so she essentially leaned into the accompaniment joists her roommate was offering while she looked dazedly onto her face.

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

Tina felt a grin form on the recess of her cum-stained lips.

"smell, I've got to get you nursing home. 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 assemblage to find her shy, socially-inept roommate the sum of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a heart rate and a gruelling cock given a one-way ticket to blowing a load into one of her 3 yap. However, Tina didn't privation to go home. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest black dress she could find, drank herself stupid, and then willingly blew two frat boys over a biz of beer pong. 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 roommate at her spinal column, Tina turned away and looked back at her crowd of new housemates and licked her lips.

"Who wants me side by side ? ”