Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained consciousness it was on her knees in the midsection of having her sassing plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing tool. She felt like a bystander to her own relentless skullfucking while she came to, with whoever was using her rima oris as their own personal masturbatory aid content to bear on ramming his pelvis 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 witting or could breathe while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her pilus, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette locks he was using to stay fresh his toy in place. She could feel 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 metre his crotch bounced off of her mouthpiece 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 wind up up here. Who wants the next turn at this nasty woman of the street ? !"Tina could hear his far-off spokesperson booming overtop of her choking haphazardness and the crowd that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably aware, was standing around them. While this anon. frat boy's hammer pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, hazy inside information became more cleared. She realized she was still in the frat house that she started the evening off by entering. She realized that her knee were sore as fuck, and sunk into the dingy carpet of the Lambda Chi Theta house neat way. She also realized that the multitude gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the centre of attention of attention there on the floor, and the defacto fraternity house harlot, college freshman Tina Shoemaker.

"I'll necessitate her following ! I've been waiting all dark for my probability with at to the lowest degree one of her fuckholes !"

"C'mon, what the ass, 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 fornicatress has been doing a damn exquisitely job polishing my shaft, and I've got to give her a petty tip for her salient service !"

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

"Shut the fuck up. I want to listen her deepthroating, not your bitching."

Without any monition, the hooligan jock 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, purpose on choking her while he thrust his tobacco pipe right past her faucial tonsil and let a massive surge of punk floodlight straight down the back of her throat. With his mitt viced around her neck, Tina didn't have much of a choice of whether or not she swallowed his latest sediment into her belly. She looked up, through bleary 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 keep chugging until he had drained his balls into her stomach.

All of the sudden, Tina felt her head rushing backwards and the dick that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her hanging for a moment with her mouth agape and splattered with sticky spittle. She could hear him snicker while he wiped off his turncock on Tina's look, smearing a sticky house-made blend of spit and jizz across her cheek like they were his cum rags. Seizing the consequence, she took a gasping breath and tried to conk down as much air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat cock in her back talk !"she heard a feminine voice cheer from a duad rows back in the crowd. That one got a rise out of the crew of onlooker, who chimed in with a chorus of laugh. Without another secondment spared for her to rest, she felt one deal release her hair and another one snatch it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her back talk before she could even close her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry 60 minutes, passing Tina's heading from one set of hands to another like a hand-me-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to occupy a big swig of air every now and then between sitting of guzzling down a helping of cum straight from the tap. Tina knocked back each shot of mucilaginous glue, horking them down as quickly as they could feed them to her. It wasn't until the 6th burden that she began to reckon back, wondering how she went from putting on a slim, figure-flaunting lightlessness clothes that showed off her bubbly ass in the comfortableness of her own dorm rooms hours before - or solar day before, she conceded to herself that she had no literal way of knowing for sure - to slurping down piping-hot onus of jizz like it was her cause for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

"Tina, what the fuck ? We've ‘ got ta go !"rang a interpreter from across the early slope of the hall room.

"I'm working on it !"Tina shot back to her dorm roommate. She was in the midriff of cramming her jiggling rump down into a attire that was a unanimous sizing too lowly. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curvature like saran wrap and the hem at the bottom rode up so obscenely high that it showed off more than a tip of her ass. Tina figured that this dress, albeit kind of free, she admitted, would show off her flirty English. She admired herself in the mirror for a mo, and did some last-minute primping and tossing in her bass 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 of drawers and what cleavage she had was on video display in the dress neckline that plunged down to just above her midriff. Tonight, she would be that cool girl from the fledgling class that was sexy, witty, and always said the right thing - and everyone would want to get her number.

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

"Fuck you, Ari."

"Look, lady friend, if you are tryin'to get do it tonight, you couldn't have possible picked out a better frock for the occasion. In fact, you probably wouldn't have to do much.."Tina noticed Arielle's voice trail off into nil, and then felt a dyad of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin blackamoor material and Yankee-Doodle upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the material 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 wriggle the wearing apparel back down into place. Defeated, Arielle laughed and turned away, heading for the face door of their shared keep space.

"The fact that having your attire pulled up around your waistline didn't testify me all that much more than what I could see with it down should really order you something about the message you're sending, honey."

Tina looked back at her flatly and seemed to take her roommate's words 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 make a good meter. If I find person to fuck, so be it. I'm not exactly going out looking for that to happen, either."

"Whatever you say !"Ari returned, already almost of the way through the threshold by the time Tina finished defending her wardrobe choices for the evening. Tina started after her, snatching up her telephone set on the way out the room access as the pair of them strode out into the hall of the quiet 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 roll in the hay dick, too, while you're over there ! ejaculate on, let's fucking go !"Arielle called out from behind her, already halfway up the drive in front man of the the colonial-style white planetary house 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 next to their Grecian opposite number, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roommate and offered her another once-over of her magniloquent finger before glancing back at the Uber device driver and mouthing a mum"I'm sorry."

Scampering up the driveway 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") heels. She skipped past a couple people already laying out in the grass in front of the luxurious old theater who were appearing to conduct the antique and time-honoured brotherhood tradition of getting shitfaced rummy and passing out with a cup of beer still in hand. The closer she got to the front line of the building, the more she could feel the bass threaded through the dance music emanating from the party thumping her in the chest with every throbbing. She arrived on the front step just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous 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 hear you. I guess we should just go in, then ?"

"After you."

Arielle pushed on the threshold and, with no low sum of money of effort involved, heaved it spread. The soundtrack to the planetary house political party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the general uproar of gobs of conversations occurring throughout the political party at the Saami time. people were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chit-chat at a dB level apropos that of cheering at a sporting case. Arielle glanced back with a bemused look on her grimace and locked her digit around Tina's wrist just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed people while struggling to keep 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 intoxicant along the way through the sardine can of homo beingness, as was the nature of frat parties.

"Ari, slacken down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hallway lined with mounted creature head teacher and ‘ grade of 1997'fraternity chemical group photo in opulent, gold-leafed frames."Where are you even going ?"

"Going to get laid, stupid !"

"What the piece of ass ? Why do I have to add up ?"Tina stammered, suddenly abrim with head about her for the first time and only college friend.

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

"You're a tangible gripe, you know that ? And who's the prostitute, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then spun on a bounder and continued down the hallway towards one of the many sleeping room with closed threshold, no doubt occupied by similar fooling hookups.

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

Tina pursed her backtalk and sighed. She was totally alone now, but at least she had her beer. She peered down into it for a second, noticed it's slightly foreign color, but elected to polish it anyway. She polished off the drink and let the cup surrender from her hand to the level to bring together the other smattering of trampled empties, and then she headed in the opposite direction of Arielle.

***

After a solid 30 minutes of milling about the castle-esque frat firm, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her dress to keep it from riding up too high and exposing her forgotten scanty, she found herself as an looker-on of a couple of fraternity boy playing beer pong on either sides of a rickety wag table. By this clip, she had accepted too many crapulence that seemed much strong than your average fresh-from-the-keg brew, but they tasted sweet and they went down like pee, so she kept on drinking them as fast as they were handed to her. When she felt actor's line tumbling out of her mouth while she stood beside the on-going game, she was a passenger in the surgical operation of her own intoxicate pair of loose lips.

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

The one with the ping-pong 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 backtalk and hiccuped loudly before tumbling ass-over-end into a fit of giggling at her own drunkenness.".. Tina, duh,"she finished.

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

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

"Yeah, I'm good with that. I just hope we get to heighten the interest. A speech sound number doesn't necessarily mean anything, does it ?"Tim replied in crook."I don't know, Pat, we might stimulate to take in her up the ante on round two to something I couldn't breakthrough on her Facebook profile."Tim glanced over at Tina, arching his brow as if to prompt a response.

"We'll see, boys !"Tina responds, with sedate Tina still incredulously watching on from the backbone seat as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to goad drunk Tina further and further down whatever hare hole she has embedded herself in. At the beer niff table, her words of boost spurned an up-and-coming game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. Moments later, Tina was scrawling her phone routine into the outstretched decoration 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 ego watched nervously while he slid his deal around her waist and smacked right down onto her jiggling posterior. With his dislodge hand, he plucked the cup of mystery hooch out of her occupied manus and set it down on the floor beside the makeshift 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 round of the game. The Night was going well. She gave out her number, she's been flirting with a couple of hot frat boys, and she has had a lot of booze. As she pulled away from Patrick's slack grip, she felt him swat her ass and pooh-pooh her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the card table. When she dropped to her knee joint on the hardwood floor, a XII partygoers got an all-access laissez passer to the viewing party of Tina's tight, pink slit and pucker asshole. Tina settled in the center, halfway between either end of the short table.

"Alright, drop ‘ em !"

Each span of legs on either incline of the table wriggled slightly, and then both fraternity boys dropped their pants down to the ankles and exposed their throbbing, veiny shaft that dangled down in between their peg. Tina's eyes went astray, and she quickly snatched up the red plastic cup of alcohol from the floor beside her for a solid 5 indorsement of chugging.

"Tina !"she could listen Patrick call from up on the topside of the table."When you hear someone grade on one end of the the tabular array, you go to the opposite position and get to work. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the table between a pair of frat boy putz.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the business incline of the table. Tina, at this point, was committed. She set out tonight to have fun, and to make her initiation to college life. The bloodline between drunk Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all night, and drunk Tina was the one coming out on top. drunkard 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 point in time leader, Tim. She decided to try and her better to do as she was told. She had only lactate one dick before, and that was her high school beau. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this clock time, she decided to try and take a page out of porn TV she had seen and hocked a load of spit right onto the header of the fuckstick bouncing in front of her cheek. She could hear a catcalling whistle ring out from the topside of the board, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her luscious fuckpillow lips around the point of the cock she was obligated to soak up, and that's when she heard the nut bouncing across the table again. swoon, slick, slurping noise started to regularly intermingle with the other speech sound of the party while Tina eagerly sucked down inch after column inch of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her mouth rode down his slam as far as she could jam into her mouth, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy rod resting on her tongue while she toiled away.

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

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

A smother, plastic-on-plastic tornado marked Tim nailing a shot into the cups on the other side of the mesa, and Tina immediately pulled her lip off from St. Patrick's slobber-coated throat clogger with a"pop !"before turning about and crawling on her hands and stifle over to the early side of the table. She was greeted by another punishing frat boy cock, except this clock time there was a thin white line of pulverisation running down from the base of operations to the question. She hesitated.

"ejaculate on, Tina, it's just a small something for all your hard work. It 's just something to earn you feel honorable. Just make sure you get me all the way down to the base like a sound girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was drunk, which opened her up to the idea of sucking some random frat shaft, but the encounter of being face-to-face with the option of stretching her lips around another slab of pith and a side Order of hard drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making appendage. But Tina had seen people railing lines of blow off of coffee table, countertops, and bare asscheeks all throughout the party, so she figured that if she didn't do this, her nighttime 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 reputation before she so much as finished her first year. Tina opened her lip, and lurched forward.

Within a blink, and accompanied by a good for you, throat gurgle, Tina was making out with the base of Tim's rooster. She spluttered hard on his tool, blowing bubbles of spitting that turned into dripping trails of goo that dribbled down her Kuki and onto his bollock. Tina wasn't so concerned with what was coming out of her mouth compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric thrill of the high sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the crowd was gone, the table was gone, and the euphony quieted down to a whisper. The only when matter left in her nous was her, and the habit-forming stopcock she was charged with thick throating.

***

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

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

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

Patrick deftly overturned the table onto its side which sent the loving cup and ping-pong ball clattering down to the flooring. What was left in its property, situated between the twain of them and on full display for anybody interested in seeing some freshman party slut go to town on a dick, was Tina shoemaker, who was mellow out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her headway back and Forth River on Tim's 8-inch irradiation. Saint Patrick knelt down and met no impedance whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her frock up over her ass and to her waist. He crouched over Tina's pasty, pale-white fat ass, lined up his shaft with her pussy and rubbed his bellend back and Forth River in her warm entrance.

"This colly beef is wet !"Patrick laughed right before he dropped his pelvic arch and empale Tina on his cock. He started hammering away at her cunt, and clapped one of his hands down firmly onto her rhythmically jiggling ass face while he mounted her. onlooker had started crowding around as soon as St. Patrick announced".. fraternity menage cumdump,"speech sound camera trained on the depraved appearance of which the cock-crazed Tina was the hotshot. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their entertainment for the evening, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

"She went out without any fucking panty. She had to stimulate wanted this from the start."

"Did you see her wearing apparel ?"

Tina was flying too heights to let any ignominy for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this savory cock that was being thrust into her sass, and the exact second when some other monumental rod slid deep into her desperate, aching pussy. She could feel him, through the fog of her dope, driving in and out of her dripping wet hole like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Patrick would deliver an open-handed palm flavour to her bouncing derriere which would make her tense up and flip as the spank sent an galvanizing electric shock across her tegument and right up her spine. Her ass felt like it was on fervour after about a dozen spanks, and that was when Patrick plunged a wetted thumb into her arse. Her eyes rolled back behind her fluttering eyelids while she continued to smoke Tim's pole with the messy approach that only a rummy, high-pitched frat slut could.

In her sex, drugs, and dick induced daze, she was intent 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 shaft while he bucked his rose hip forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her pufferfish lips formed a vacancy seal around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eyes up, tilted her Chin back, and batted her foresightful, fake lashes up at Tim to urge him on to address her like the partyslut that she has embraced being.

"Here, Tina, have another."She could see Tim's brim moving, but what she heard felt like it was coming from dozens of statute mile away from her. The neck of a pocket-sized metro was slipped up into her nozzle 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 C and conked out with her throat still stuffed full of frat prick ; Tim's cock, as she recalled, who most certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the moment. This clock time, the one fuck her face was from her 3:00PM Biology division. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me arduous"aspect, and all this college party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her face is concerned is how to employ another constitution coating of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the familiar maven of having her whisker yanked back and her pharynx becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of duty. She watched, enraptured, as her nameless partner stroked his pulsing fellow member right in strawman of her face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue downslope out of the front line 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 prepare. She wanted it.

She closed her middle as she felt the first strand of cream splatter onto her features and lead off plastering on her skin. As she breathed a subdued moan, another rope strung between the tip of her nose and the flat of her well-traveled cockcleaner tongue. A couple of spunk stab landed on her brow and in her fuzz, and she took it all just as she had taken every other incumbrance that night - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may take just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roommate's voice. The spirit of her acquaintance's vocalism was a smorgasbord of concern and mental confusion, but the succeeding matter she knew she was being helped up onto her pes in the middle of the bunch. Arielle had pushed through the crowd and was holding Tina by the shoulder joint with either of her outstretched weapon. Tina was wobbly on her two groundwork because she hadn't been on them in several hour, so she essentially leaned into the support 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 difficulty. Your ass is all over Twitter. There are pictures of you everywhere. Are you covered in cum ?"

Tina felt a smile signifier on the nook 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 witness her shy, socially-inept roomie the meat of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a heart rate and a intemperately cock given a one-way tag to blowing a lode into one of her 3 holes. However, Tina didn't need to go home. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest black frock she could line up, drank herself stunned, and then willingly blew two frat son 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 roomy at her backbone, Tina turned away and looked back at her crowd of new housemates and licked her lips.

"Who wants me side by side ? ”