Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained cognisance it was on her genu in the midsection of having her mouth plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing putz. 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 substance to cover ramming his rose hip 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 breathe while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her tomentum, redoubling the handful of curly brunette lock chamber he was using to keep his toy in office. She could feel a few string of her hairsbreadth ruffle and pop while he bared down on her, and that didn't slow him down even a bit. Each clock time his private parts bounced off of her mouth and olfactory organ, his tool 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 finish up here. Who wants the next number at this nasty whore ? !"Tina could hear his far-off interpreter booming overtop of her strangling haphazardness and the gang that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably aware, was standing around them. While this anonymous frat boy's peter pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, fuzzy details became more clear. She realized she was still in the frat theatre that she started the evening off by entering. She realized that her articulatio genus were sore as fucking, and sunk into the grimy rug of the Lambda Chi Theta house expectant room. She also realized that the citizenry gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the center of aid there on the trading floor, and the defacto fraternity home tart, college freshman Tina Shoemaker.

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

"C'mon, what the piece of tail, man ? I said I had her future !"

"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 fine job polishing my shaft, and I've got to reach her a trivial tip for her salient Robert William 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 admonition, the rowdy jockstrap making use of her uppermost cock-accommodating orifice reached down and wrapped one of his mitts around Tina's pharynx. He clenched down with his fingers, intent on choking her while he thrust his pipe right past her tonsil and let a massive boot of spunk flood straight down the back of her throat. With his handwriting 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 fuzzy and tear-stricken middle, at the frat boy whose face 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 head word rushing backwards and the cock that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her hanging for a import with her mouth agape and splattered with mucilaginous saliva. She could get wind him snicker while he wiped off his tool on Tina's human face, smearing a steamy house-made blend of spit and jizz across her cheek like they were his cum ragtime. Seizing the second, she took a gasping breath and tried to decease down as much air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat cock in her mouth !"she heard a feminine voice cheer from a brace rows back in the crowd. That one got a rise out of the crowd of onlooker, who chimed in with a chorus of laughter. Without another indorsement spared for her to breathe, she felt one hand sack her pilus and another one snatch it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her mouth before she could even close her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry hours, passing Tina's capitulum from one set of hands to another like a hand-me-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to take a big swig of air every now and then between Sessions of guzzling down a helping of cum straight person from the tap. Tina knocked back each shot of sticky glue, horking them down as quickly as they could fertilize them to her. It wasn't until the 6th load that she began to believe back, wondering how she went from putting on a slender, figure-flaunting Negroid wearing apparel that showed off her bubbly ass in the comfort of her own dorm room hour before - or sidereal day before, she conceded to herself that she had no real way of knowing for trusted - to slurping down piping-hot loads of jizz like it was her reason for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

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

"I'm working on it !"Tina shot back to her dorm roommate. She was in the middle of cramming her jiggling rump down into a attire that was a whole size too small. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curves like saran wrapping and the hem at the bottom rode up so obscenely high that it showed off more than a breath of her ass. Tina figured that this apparel, albeit kind of needless, 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 browned bob-style haircut and straightened her thick-frame eyeglasses. She pushed up on her buoyant B-cup teat, making certainly 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 grade that was sexy, witty, and always said the redress thing - and everyone would need to get her number.

"You look like a nooky jade,"her roommate snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her bounder and stuck up her middle finger in the focussing of the voice.

"shtup you, Ari."

"Look, girlfriend, if you are tryin'to get do it tonight, you couldn't have possible picked out a better dress 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 Yankee 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 station. Defeated, Arielle laughed and turned away, heading for the front door of their shared animation space.

"The fact that having your apparel 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 content you're sending, honey."

Tina looked back at her flatly and seemed to conceive her roomie's Word of God for all of a moment. After a beat, she crossed her arms with a miff and rolled her eyes.

"Look, I'm just trying to birth a good time. If I find mortal to roll in the hay, 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 evening. Tina started after her, snatching up her speech sound on the way out the door as the pair of them strode out into the hallway of the tranquil dorm hallway. She didn't realize until she was sliding into the backseat of their party chariot that she had forgot to put any step-in on, and by then she couldn't be bothered to go back.

***

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

"Thanks for the drive ! 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 drive in front of the the colonial-style white theater emblazoned with the Hellenic lettering spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top beam supported by a row of Doric dialect tower. For those not in a frat, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out succeeding to their Greek counterpart, 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 device driver 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 clothes and 3-inch"fuck me"( or, what she considered to be"notice me") heels. She skipped past a couple the great unwashed already laying out in the grass in front of the grand old planetary house who were appearing to conduct the age-old 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 construction, the more she could feel the bass threaded through the saltation music emanating from the party thumping her in the breast with every throb. She arrived on the front steps just as Arielle was knocking on the tremendous slab of oak that was the front door.

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

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

"After you."

Arielle pushed on the door and, with no little sum of endeavor involved, heaved it open. The soundtrack to the theatre party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the general uproar of lashings of conversations occurring throughout the party at the same metre. People were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chit-chat at a decibel level apropos that of cheering at a sporting event. Arielle glanced back with a preoccupied flavour on her face and locked her fingers around Tina's wrist just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed people while struggling to proceed pace 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 pilchard can of human being existence, as was the nature of fraternity parties.

"Ari, slow down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hall lined with ride creature heads and ‘ class of 1997'sodality group photos in opulent, gold-leafed skeletal system."Where are you even going ?"

"passing to get laid, dolt !"

"What the piece of ass ? Why do I have to fall ?"Tina stammered, suddenly abrim with questions about her first gear and only college friend.

"Yeah, I'm going to go thieve up with this guy I met in category. He told me to forgather him in one of these back 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 beef, you know that ? And who's the fancy woman, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then reel on a hound and continued down the hall towards one of the many bedrooms with closed doorway, no doubtfulness occupied by exchangeable casual hookups.

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

Tina pursed her lips and sighed. She was totally alone now, but at least 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 swallow and let the cup fall from her hand to the floor to join the other smattering of tread down empties, and then she headed in the opposite focal point of Arielle.

***

After a solid half-hour of milling about the castle-esque frat house, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her dress to hold open it from riding up too high and exposing her forgotten pantie, she found herself as an onlooker of a twosome of fraternity boys playing beer niff on either slope of a rickety card table. By this time, she had accepted too many crapulence that seemed much stronger than your median 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 watchword tumbling out of her mouth while she stood beside the on-going game, she was a rider in the operation of her own inebriated duo of loose lips.

"Whoever wins this next round gets my phone identification number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the back seat, internally nodded her favourable reception at drunk Tina's bravery.

The one with the Ping-Pong ball in his manus 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 paw over her mouth and hiccuped loudly before tumbling ass-over-end into a fit of giggling at her own drink.".. Tina, duh,"she finished.

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

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

"Yeah, I'm practiced with that. I just hope we get to produce the stakes. A sound number doesn't necessarily mean anything, does it ?"Tim replied in crook."I don't know, Pat, we might have to have her up the ante on round two to something I couldn't discovery on her Facebook profile."Tim glanced over at Tina, arching his supercilium as if to motivate a response.

"We'll see, boys !"Tina responds, with sober Tina still incredulously watching on from the support seat as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to needle drunk Tina further and further down whatever cony fix she has embedded herself in. At the beer pong table, her wrangle of boost spurned an industrious game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. Moments later, Tina was scrawling her headphone number into the outstretched palm of the superior 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 handwriting around her waist and smacked right down onto her jiggling seat. With his gratis hand, he plucked the cup of enigma hootch out of her occupied script and set it down on the trading floor beside the make-do beer pong table.

"Get under the table, Tina."

"Uh, what does this have got to do with the secret plan ?"

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

Tina shrugged and decided to go along with this future round of the biz. The night was going well. She gave out her number, she's been flirting with a pair of hot frat son, and she has had a lot of strong drink. As she pulled away from Patrick's unloose 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 knees on the hardwood floor, a dozen partygoers got an all-access notch to the viewing party of Tina's tight, pink pussycat and knit asshole. Tina settled in the heart and soul, halfway between either end of the short table.

"Alright, drop ‘ em !"

Each brace of peg on either English of the board wriggled slightly, and then both frat boys dropped their pants down to the ankles and exposed their throbbing, veiny pecker that dangled down in between their peg. Tina's oculus went wide, and she quickly snatched up the red credit card cup of alcoholic drink from the floor beside her for a solid 5 minute of chugging.

"Tina !"she could hear Patrick yell 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 side and get to work. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the tabular array between a twosome of frat boy prick.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the stage business side of the table. Tina, at this degree, was committed. She set out tonight to have fun, and to have her introduction to college life. The production line between rummy Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all dark, and booze Tina was the one coming out on top. inebriate Tina wanted to go down on some stopcock. Seconds later, she had one an 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 sucked one turncock before, and that was her high schoolhouse boyfriend. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this meter, she decided to try and take a Sir Frederick Handley Page out of porno TV she had seen and hocked a onus of spittle right onto the oral sex of the fuckstick bounce in movement of her nerve. She could learn a catcalling whistle ring out from the topside of the table, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her red-hot fuckpillow brim around the chief of the cock she was obligated to nurse, and that's when she heard the ball bouncing across the tabular array again. Faint, slickness, slurping noise started to regularly intermingle with the former strait of the party while Tina eagerly sucked down inch after inch of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her sassing rode down his shaft as far as she could mug up into her mouth, then back up the way she came. She could finger his girthy pole resting on her tongue while she toiled away.

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

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

A muffled, plastic-on-plastic fling marked Tim nailing a shot into the cup on the other side 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 hand and knees over to the other side of the table. She was greeted by another hard frat boy cock, except this time there was a dilute Edward Douglas White Jr. line of powder running down from the base to the head. She hesitated.

"seed on, Tina, it's just a little something for all your hard oeuvre. It 's just something to make you feel estimable. Just work trusted you get me all the way down to the base like a full girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was drunk, which opened her up to the melodic theme of sucking some random fraternity cock, but the confrontation of being face-to-face with the option of stretching her lips around another slab of meat and a side society of heavily drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making process. But Tina had seen mass railing lines of Coca Cola off of coffee mesa, countertops, and bare asscheeks all throughout the party, so she figured that if she didn't do this, her Nox 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 first yr. Tina opened her mouthpiece, and lurched forward.

Within a nictation, and accompanied by a goodish, throat gurgle, Tina was making out with the base of Tim's cock. She spluttered hard on his dick, blowing house of cards of spitting that turned into dripping trails of goo that dribbled down her chin and onto his egg. Tina wasn't so concerned with what was coming out of her lip compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric bang of the high up sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the crowd was gone, the table was gone, and the music quieted down to a whisper. The only thing left in her mind was her, and the addictive cock she was charged with deep throating.

***

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

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

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

Patrick deftly overturned the tabular array onto its side of meat which sent the cups and table tennis balls clattering down to the floor. What was left in its place, situated between the pair of them and on full display for anybody interested in seeing some freshman party slut go to townspeople on a shaft, was Tina Shoemaker, who was gamy out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her straits back and forth on Tim's 8-inch shaft. Patrick knelt down and met no resistance whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her attire up over her ass and to her shank. He crouched over Tina's pasty, pale-white fat ass, lined up his cock with her twat and rubbed his bellend back and forth in her tender entrance.

"This foul bitch is wet !"Patrick laughed right before he dropped his pelvis and impale Tina on his pecker. He started hammering away at her cunt, and clapped one of his hands down firmly onto her rhythmically jiggling ass brass while he mounted her. Onlookers had started crowding around as soon as Saint Patrick announced".. frat house cumdump,"earpiece cameras trained on the perverted show of which the cock-crazed Tina was the star. As mass drank, filmed, and enjoyed their amusement for the eve, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

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

"Did you see her wearing apparel ?"

Tina was flying too high up to have any shame for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this savoury stopcock that was being hurtle into her lip, and the exact moment when some other massive rod slid bass into her dire, aching pussycat. She could feel him, through the fog of her pot, driving in and out of her dripping wet trap like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Patrick would deliver an open-handed laurel wreath smack to her bounce derriere which would ca-ca her tense up and jerk as the spank sent an electric impact across her skin and right up her rachis. Her ass felt like it was on blast after about a dozen spanks, and that was when Patrick plunged a wetted thumb into her asshole. Her eyes rolled back behind her fluttering lid while she continued to smoke Tim's celestial pole with the messy glide path that only a drunk, high frat slut could.

In her sex, drugs, and peter induced daze, she was intent on making a name for herself. While Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to sour on Tim. She slithered her tongue back and Forth, massaging the underside of his rotating shaft while he bucked his hips forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her puffer brim formed a vacuity Navy SEAL around the man-meat in her well-lubricated pharynx. She flicked her eyes up, tilted her Kuki-Chin back, and batted her foresightful, simulated lashes up at Tim to recommend him on to treat her like the partyslut that she has embraced being.

"Here, Tina, have another."She could see Tim's back talk moving, but what she heard felt like it was coming from twelve of international mile away from her. The neck opening of a humble tube was slipped up into her nose 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 throat still stuffed entire of frat dick ; Tim's cock, as she recalled, who most certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the here and now. This time, the one fucking her face was from her 3:00PM Biology class. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me harder"look, and all this college party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her fount is concerned is how to apply another makeup coat of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the conversant wiz of having her hair yanked back and her throat becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of obligation. She watched, enraptured, as her unidentified partner stroked his pulsing member right in strawman of her nerve. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue fall out of the front end of her face and openly drool down a streak of throatlube down onto the carpeting beneath her.

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

She closed her eyes as she felt the first strand of cream splatter onto her features and begin plastering on her skin. As she breathed a indulgent moan, another R-2 strung between the tip of her nozzle and the flat of her well-traveled cockcleaner spit. A couple of spunk shots 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 take just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roommate's voice. The note of her champion's vox was a mixture of vexation and confusion, but the succeeding thing she knew she was being helped up onto her base in the middle of the bunch. Arielle had pushed through the crowd and was holding Tina by the shoulders with either of her outstretched weapon system. Tina was wobbly on her two feet because she hadn't been on them in several hours, so she essentially leaned into the support joists her roommate was offering while she looked dazedly onto her face.

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

Tina felt a smile form on the turning point 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 help, Tina figured. She had come back from her own random hookup to find her shy, socially-inept roommate the inwardness of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a pulsing and a hard shaft given a one-way ticket to blowing a load into one of her 3 holes. However, Tina didn't deprivation to go dwelling. 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 secret plan of beer niff. She knew what she wanted to do - and that was to keep partying.

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

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

"Who wants me next ? ”