Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained consciousness it was on her articulatio genus in the middle of having her mouth plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing peter. She felt like a bystander to her own relentless skullfucking while she came to, with whoever was using her back talk as their own personal masturbatory aid subject matter to stay ramming his articulatio coxae into her case, 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 respire while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her hair, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette curl he was using to hold on his toy in place. She could feel a few fibril of her hairsbreadth ruffle and pop while he bared down on her, and that didn't slow him down even a bit. Each prison term his crotch bounced off of her mouth and nozzle, his dick plunged 8 or 9 column inch down into her gullet, and she let go of a gurgling"g-lurgh"that came rolling up out of her throat.

"I'm about to finish up here. Who wants the next turn at this nasty cyprian ? !"Tina could hear his far-off part booming overtop of her throttling noises and the bunch 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 detail became more clear. She realized she was still in the frat menage that she started the eventide off by entering. She realized that her articulatio genus were sore as fuck, and sunk into the grimy rug of the Lambda Chi Theta home bang-up room. She also realized that the masses gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the center of attending there on the story, and the defacto fraternity home fancy woman, college freshman Tina Shoemaker.

"I'll film her future ! I've been waiting all dark 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 deliver her after me ! It's not like she's going anywhere. She's been taking pecker after dick for hours."

"I've ‘ got ta cum first, boys ! This slut has been doing a tinker's dam fine job polishing my dick, and I've got to cave in her a little tip for her outstanding serve !"

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

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

Without any warning, the yob jock making use of her uppermost cock-accommodating orifice reached down and wrapped one of his hand around Tina's throat. He clenched down with his fingers, purpose on choking her while he thrust his pipage right past her tonsil and let a monolithic rushing of heart alluvion straight down the back of her throat. With his hired man viced around her neck, Tina didn't have much of a choice of whether or not she swallowed his in vogue deposit into her belly. She looked up, through muzzy 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 testicle into her stomach.

All of the sudden, Tina felt her foreland rushing backwards and the cock that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her wall hanging for a moment with her oral fissure agape love and splattered with sticky spittle. She could hear him snicker while he wiped off his rooster on Tina's face, smearing a muggy house-made blend of spit and jizz across her cheeks like they were his cum rags. Seizing the moment, she took a gasping breathing spell and tried to choke down as a lot air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat peter in her oral cavity !"she heard a feminine representative cheer from a twain rows back in the crew. That one got a rising slope out of the crew of onlooker, who chimed in with a chorus of laughter. Without another second spared for her to emit, she felt one hand release her hair and another one catch it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her sassing before she could even shut her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry hr, passing Tina's headspring from one set of hired man to another like a hand-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to take a big draft of air every now and then between Sessions of guzzling down a helping of cum straight from the tap. Tina knocked back each shaft of sticky glue, horking them down as quickly as they could eat them to her. It wasn't until the 6th incumbrance that she began to suppose back, wondering how she went from putting on a lose weight, figure-flaunting Shirley Temple Black dress that showed off her champagne ass in the quilt 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 loads of jizz like it was her reason for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

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

"I'm working on it !"Tina shot back to her dorm roommate. She was in the center of cramming her jiggling rump down into a garb that was a totally size too modest. The stretched-thin silk clung to her curves like saran wrapping and the hem at the bottom rode up so obscenely eminent that it showed off more than a hint of her ass. Tina figured that this clothes, albeit sort of gratis, 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 recondite brownish 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 display in the dress neckline that plunged down to just above her midsection. Tonight, she would be that cool girl from the fresher class that was sexy, witty, and always said the veracious thing - and everyone would need to get her number.

"You look like a fucking slattern,"her roomie snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her cad and stuck up her middle fingerbreadth in the steering of the voice.

"Fuck you, Ari."

"Look, girl, if you are tryin'to get have it away tonight, you couldn't have potential 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 zip, and then felt a twain of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin black stuff and yank upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the framework and bounced animatedly for an unbroken 5 or 6 seconds.

"What the piece of tail, Ari ? !"Tina protested, smacking at Arielle's hired hand while she fought to worm the dress back down into place. Defeated, Arielle laughed and turned away, heading for the front door of their shared support space.

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

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

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

"Whatever you say !"Ari returned, already to the highest degree of the way through the threshold by the time Tina finished defending her closet selection for the evening. Tina started after her, snatching up her sound on the way out the door as the pair of them strode out into the hallway of the quiet dorm hall. She didn't realize until she was sliding into the backseat of their party 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 room access shut with a aloud"whump"and leaned over the door in the open passenger window.

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

"Suck his ass shaft, too, while you're over there ! seed on, let's fucking go !"Arielle called out from behind her, already halfway up the parkway in front of the the colonial-style white business firm emblazoned with the Hellenic language lettering spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top balance beam supported by a row of Doric dialect column. For those not in a fraternity, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out next to their Greek counterparts, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roomy and offered her another once-over of her magniloquent finger before glancing back at the Uber driver and mouthing a dumb"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 mass already laying out in the forage in front man of the idealistic old house who were appearing to bear the antique and time-honoured fraternity tradition of getting shitfaced drunk and passing out with a cup of beer still in hand. The closer she got to the front of the building, the Thomas More she could sense the bass threaded through the dance music emanating from the party thumping her in the chest with every throb. She arrived on the front step just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous slab of oak that was the breast door.

"They're not going to see you knocking. Can you even pick up 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 small sum of money of effort involved, heaved it spread. The soundtrack to the star sign party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the general uproar of dozens of conversations occurring throughout the party at the Lapp time. hoi polloi were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chit-chat at a dB level apropos that of cheering at a sporting effect. Arielle glanced back with a bemused look on her face and locked her fingerbreadth around Tina's wrist just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed masses while struggling to save stride 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 closed book alcohol along the way through the sardine can of human beings, as was the nature of frat parties.

"Ari, slack down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hallway lined with mounted animal heads and ‘ form of 1997'frat radical photo in opulent, gold-leafed frames."Where are you even going ?"

"departure to get laid, dazed !"

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

"Yeah, I'm going to go hook up with this guy I met in socio-economic class. He told me to touch him in one of these back 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 really beef, you know that ? And who's the sporting lady, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then birl on a blackguard and continued down the hallway towards one of the many bedrooms with closed in room access, no doubt occupied by similar cursory hookups.

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

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 unusual colouring material, 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 trampled empties, and then she headed in the opposite way of Arielle.

***

After a solid 30 minutes of milling about the castle-esque frat house, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her frock to preserve it from riding up too high and exposing her leave panties, she found herself as an onlooker of a pair of frat boy playing beer pong on either side of a rickety poster mesa. By this fourth dimension, she had accepted too many beverage that seemed much stronger than your modal 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 ongoing plot, she was a passenger in the surgical procedure of her own inebriated duad of loosen lips.

"Whoever wins this next beat gets my phone number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the plunk for place, internally nodded her approval at drunk Tina's bravery.

The one with the Ping-Pong ball in his script halted mid-throw and smirked, glancing over at the girlfriend who had just put herself up as a prize for their casual plot.

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

"Tina. Cute. okey, Tina,"the backwards-hat wear suspensor repeated as he flashed a look over to his opponent.

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

"Yeah, I'm good with that. I just hope we get to raise the stakes. A phone numeral doesn't necessarily meanspirited anything, does it ?"Tim replied in spell."I don't know, Pat, we might have to experience 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 prompt a response.

"We'll see, boys !"Tina responds, with grave Tina still incredulously watching on from the backrest tail end as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to needle salute Tina further and further down whatever rabbit mess she has embedded herself in. At the beer niff table, her countersign of boost spurned an energetic game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. instant later, Tina was scrawling her telephone 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 ego watched nervously while he slid his hand around her waistline and smacked right down onto her jiggling posterior. With his free hired hand, he plucked the cup of secret hooch out of her absorb hand and set it down on the floor beside the makeshift beer pong board.

"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 twosome of hot frat son, and she has had a lot of hard liquor. As she pulled away from Patrick's escaped grasp, she felt him swat her ass and disdain her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the wag table. When she dropped to her genu on the hardwood base, a dozen partygoers got an all-access pass to the viewing political party of Tina's tight, pink puss and gather asshole. Tina settled in the plaza, halfway between either end of the poor table.

"Alright, drop-off ‘ em !"

Each pair of stage on either side of the table 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 ramification. Tina's eyes went wide of the mark, and she quickly snatched up the red plastic cup of alcohol from the level beside her for a solid 5 secondment of chugging.

"Tina !"she could hear Patrick birdcall from up on the topside of the table."When you hear someone grade on one end of the the table, you go to the contrary face and get to work. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the table between a pair of frat boy shaft.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the occupation side of the table. Tina, at this pointedness, was committed. She set out tonight to suffer fun, and to ready her introduction to college life. The line between rummy Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all nighttime, and drink Tina was the one coming out on top. Drunk Tina wanted to suck some peter. Seconds later, she had one an inch away from her human face.

"Get to suckin ’, Tina !"she heard from the current distributor point leader, Tim. She decided to try and her intimately to do as she was told. She had only draw one cock before, and that was her high school fellow. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this time, she decided to try and take a page out of smut TV she had seen and hocked a load of spit right onto the head of the fuckstick bouncing in front of her face. She could hear a catcalling whistle ring out from the topside of the table, which only encouraged her. Tina gingerly leant in and popped her scrumptious fuckpillow lips around the forefront of the cock she was obligated to suck, and that's when she heard the orb bounce across the table again. Faint, slick, slurping noises started to regularly intermingle with the other sounds of the party while Tina eagerly sucked down inch after in of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her lips rode down his shaft as far as she could cram into her sassing, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy pole resting on her spit while she toiled away.

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

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

A smother, plastic-on-plastic scissure marked Tim nailing a shot into the cups on the other English of the table, and Tina immediately pulled her mouth off from St. Patrick's slobber-coated throat clogger with a"pop !"before turning about and crawling on her handwriting and stifle over to the other side of the table. She was greeted by another severely fraternity boy hammer, except this time there was a thin white line of gunpowder running down from the theme to the head. She hesitated.

"cum on, Tina, it's just a niggling something for all your hard oeuvre. It 's just something to piss you experience good. Just progress to sure you get me all the way down to the bag like a good girl."

She continued to sit and consider this. She was wino, which opened her up to the idea of sucking some random frat rooster, but the confrontation of being face-to-face with the option of stretching her lips around another slab of meat and a side fiat of toilsome drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making process. But Tina had seen masses railing furrow of coke off of umber tables, countertops, and bare asscheeks all throughout the company, so she figured that if she didn't do this, her dark of fun was probably going to end. It would be a party foul, and she wasn't about to hold that on her college report before she so much as finished her first year. Tina opened her back talk, and lurched forward.

Within a eye blink, and accompanied by a healthy, throat gurgle, Tina was making out with the fundament of Tim's dick. She spluttered hard on his cock, blowing bubble of spitting that turned into dripping trails of goo that dribbled down her Chin and onto his ball. Tina wasn't so pertain with what was coming out of her sass compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric boot of the luxuriously sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the crowd was gone, the table was gone, and the medicine quieted down to a whisper. The only affair left in her mind was her, and the addictive cock she was charged with thick throating.

***

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

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

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

Patrick deftly overturned the table onto its side which sent the cupful and ping-pong chunk clattering down to the floor. What was left in its place, situated between the pair of them and on full display for anybody worry in seeing some freshman party loose woman go to townspeople on a dick, was Tina shoemaker, who was high out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her point back and forth on Tim's 8-inch shaft. Saint Patrick knelt down and met no ohmic resistance whatsoever from their cock-addicted dicksucker when he pushed up her wearing apparel up over her ass and to her waist. He crouched over Tina's pasty, pale-white fat ass, lined up his cock with her puss and rubbed his bellend back and Forth River in her tender entrance.

"This soiled beef is wet !"St. Patrick laughed right before he dropped his hips and impaled Tina on his cock. He started hammering away at her twat, 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 house cumdump,"speech sound cameras trained on the demoralize show of which the cock-crazed Tina was the star. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their entertainment for the eve, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

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

"Did you see her dress ?"

Tina was flying too high gear to have any shame for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this mouth-watering cock that was being shove into her sass, and the exact moment when some other monumental rod slid mysterious into her desperate, aching pussy. She could feel him, through the fog of her good sense, driving in and out of her dripping wet hole like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Saint Patrick would render an open-handed palm tree smack to her bouncing rump which would micturate her tense up and twinge as the spank sent an electric shock across her skin and right up her spine. Her ass felt like it was on fire after about a twelve spanks, and that was when St. Patrick plunged a wetted quarter round into her motherfucker. Her eyes rolled back behind her fluttering eyelid while she continued to smoke Tim's magnetic pole with the messy approaching that only a drunk, high frat fornicatress could.

In her sex, drugs, and tool induced stupor, she was aim on making a epithet for herself. While St. Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to forge 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 lip formed a vacuum SEAL around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eyes up, tilted her Kuki back, and batted her foresightful, falsify lashes up at Tim to press him on to do by 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 naut mi away from her. The neck opening of a minor thermionic 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 coke and conked out with her throat still stuffed full of frat dick ; Tim's cock, as she recalled, who most certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the moment. This time, the one ass her face was from her 3:00PM biota course of instruction. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me harder"flavour, and all this college party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her face is concerned is how to apply another makeup coating of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the familiar superstar of having her pilus yanked back and her throat becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of duty. She watched, enraptured, as her unidentified partner stroked his pulsing member right in presence of her face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue downslope out of the front of her face and openly drool down a bar of throatlube down onto the carpet beneath her.

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

She closed her eyes as she felt the first base chain of cream dab onto her feature article and start plastering on her hide. As she breathed a diffuse moan, another roach strung between the tip of her nose and the flatcar of her well-traveled cockcleaner tongue. A distich of punk guess landed on her os frontale and in her whisker, and she took it all just as she had taken every former payload that night - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may have just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roommate's voice. The feeling of her ally's vox was a potpourri of concern and muddiness, but the next thing she knew she was being helped up onto her feet in the middle of the crew. Arielle had pushed through the bunch and was holding Tina by the shoulders with either of her outstretched arms. 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 nooky ? I told you not to get in trouble. Your ass is all over Twitter. There are film of you everywhere. Are you covered in cum ?"

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

"facial expression, 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 determine her shy, socially-inept roomie the heart and soul of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a pulse and a grueling cock given a one-way ticket to blowing a load into one of her 3 holes. However, Tina didn't neediness to go home. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest black frock she could bump, fuddle herself poor fish, and then willingly bobble two frat boys over a secret plan of beer pong. She knew what she wanted to do - and that was to keep partying.

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

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

"Who wants me succeeding ? ”