Tina wasn't sure when she passed out, but when she regained knowingness it was on her knees in the midriff of having her sass 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 sass as their own personal masturbatory aid contentedness to cover ramming his articulatio coxae into her boldness, 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 catch one's breath while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her hair, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette ringlet he was using to keep his toy in place. She could feel a few Strand of her fuzz fray and pop while he bared down on her, and that didn't slow him down even a bit. Each sentence his genital organ bounced off of her sass and nose, his dick plunged 8 or 9 inch down into her esophagus, and she let go of a gurgling"g-lurgh"that came rolling up out of her throat.

"I'm about to terminate up here. Who wants the next turn at this nasty whore ? !"Tina could hear his far-off voice booming overtop of her choking interference and the crowd that she, as she was suddenly and unshakably aware, was standing around them. While this anonymous frat boy's tool pistoned in and out of her well-used throat, blurred inside information became more clear. She realized she was still in the frat sign of the zodiac that she started the evening off by entering. She realized that her stifle were sore as shtup, and sunk into the grimy carpet of the Lambda Chi Theta house great room. She also realized that the people gathered around her were cheering, shouting, whistling, and otherwise applauding the debaucherous spectacle. She was the center of attention there on the flooring, and the defacto frat house whore, college starter Tina Shoemaker.

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

"C'mon, what the shag, man ? I said I had her adjacent !"

"Yeah, and you can suffer 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 delicately job polishing my peter, and I've got to consecrate her a picayune tip for her outstanding divine service !"

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

"Shut the piece of tail up. I want to hear her deepthroating, not your bitching."

Without any monition, the rowdy athletic supporter making use of her upmost cock-accommodating porta reached down and wrapped one of his glove around Tina's throat. He clenched down with his finger, intent on choking her while he thrust his pipage right past her tonsilla and let a massive rush of heart flood straight down the rear of her throat. With his hired hand viced around her neck, Tina didn't have much of a alternative of whether or not she swallowed his latest deposit 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 cock that was lodged in her throat was wrenched out, leaving her hanging for a here and now with her rima oris agape and splattered with sticky spittle. She could hear him snicker while he wiped off his turncock on Tina's face, smearing a embarrassing house-made blending of spit and jizz across her brass like they were his cum rags. Seizing the present moment, she took a gasp breathing spell and tried to choke down as often air as she could get.

"See ? She's achin'for another fat cock in her backtalk !"she heard a feminine voice sunshine from a couple rows back in the crew. That one got a wage increase out of the crowd of onlookers, who chimed in with a refrain of laugh. Without another secondment spared for her to catch one's breath, she felt one helping hand release her hair and another one kidnapping it up. Then, another girthy schlong was stuffed in between her back talk before she could even fill up her mouth.

It continued like that for several blurry hours, passing Tina's promontory from one set of hired hand to another like a hand-me-down, pass-around fleshlight that just happened to take up a big gulp of air every now and then between Roger Huntington Sessions of guzzling down a helping of cum straight from the tap. Tina knocked back each injection of viscid gum, horking them down as quickly as they could feed them to her. It wasn't until the 6th lading that she began to think back, wondering how she went from putting on a slim, figure-flaunting pitch-black dress that showed off her champagne ass in the comfort of her own residence hall rooms hour before - or Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before, she conceded to herself that she had no real way of knowing for certainly - to slurping down piping-hot gobs of jizz like it was her rationality for getting out of bed in the morning.

***

"Tina, what the fuck ? We've ‘ got ta go !"rang a interpreter from across the former incline of the student residence room.

"I'm working on it !"Tina shot back to her dorm roommate. She was in the centre of cramming her jiggling rump down into a wearing apparel that was a unscathed 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 hint of her ass. Tina figured that this dress, albeit variety of gratis, she admitted, would show off her flirty slope. She admired herself in the mirror for a moment, and did some last-minute primping and tossing in her bass brown bob-style haircut and straightened her thick-frame specs. She pushed up on her buoyant B-cup titmouse, making sure as shooting they featured prominently on her pectus 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 freshman class that was sexy, witty, and always said the proper thing - and everyone would desire to get her number.

"You look like a nookie loose woman,"her roommate snorted from somewhere behind her. Tina whirled around on her cad and stuck up her centre finger in the direction of the voice.

"Fuck you, Ari."

"Look, female child, if you are tryin'to get fucked tonight, you couldn't have potential picked out a beneficial apparel 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 couple of hands clamp down onto the paper-thin ignominious material and Yankee-Doodle upwards. Tina's ass all but spilled out of the fabric and bounced animatedly for an unbroken 5 or 6 seconds.

"What the fucking, Ari ? !"Tina protested, smacking at Arielle's deal 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 bread and butter space.

"The fact that having your frock pulled up around your waist didn't designate 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 consider her roommate's words for all of a bit. After a beat, she crossed her arms with a huff and rolled her eyes.

"aspect, I'm just trying to experience a secure 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 well-nigh of the way through the threshold by the time Tina finished defending her wardrobe choices for the eventide. Tina started after her, snatching up her phone on the way out the door as the couplet of them strode out into the hall of the quiesce dorm hallway. She didn't realize until she was sliding into the backseat of their party chariot that she had forgot to put any pantie on, and by then she couldn't be bothered to go back.

***

Tina swung the car doorway shut with a flash"whump"and leaned over the door in the unfastened 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 sign emblazoned with the Hellenic lettering spelling out"Lambda Chi Theta"across the top beam supported by a row of Doric pillar. For those not in a brotherhood, the English spelling of"Lambda Chi Theta"was also written out next to their Hellenic language counterparts, which Tina thought was rather considerate. She scowled at her roomy and offered her another once-over of her marvelous finger's breadth before glancing back at the Uber 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") dog. She skipped past a twain the great unwashed already laying out in the grass in straw man of the tremendous old firm who were appearing to carry on the age-old and time-honored fraternity custom of getting shitfaced drunk and passing out with a cup of beer still in hand. The closer she got to the front of the edifice, the more she could palpate the sea bass threaded through the terpsichore music emanating from the political party thumping her in the bureau with every throb. She arrived on the front steps just as Arielle was knocking on the enormous slab of oak that was the front door.

"They're not going to get wind 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 door and, with no humble amount of money of effort involved, heaved it open. The soundtrack to the star sign party was overwhelming now, mixing and mingling with the full general uproar of scores of conversations occurring throughout the party at the Saami clip. People were packed wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-shoulder, all conducting chit-chat at a dB spirit level apropos that of cheering at a sport consequence. Arielle glanced back with a bemused look on her face and locked her fingers around Tina's wrist just before darting into the melee. Tina jostled passed citizenry 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 alcohol along the way through the sardine can of man beings, as was the nature of fraternity parties.

"Ari, slow down !"Tina protested, pulling her arm back as they crossed through a hallway lined with mounted fleshly heads and ‘ Class of 1997'brotherhood mathematical group picture in opulent, gold-leafed frames."Where are you even going ?"

"exit to get laid, stupid !"

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

"Yeah, I'm going to go hook up with this guy I met in class. He told me to meet 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 real cunt, you know that ? And who's the harlot, again ?"

Arielle responded through a shrug, then spun on a heel and continued down the hallway towards one of the many sleeping accommodation with closed door, no dubiousness occupied by standardised casual hookups.

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

Tina pursed her lip 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 drunkenness and let the cup crepuscle from her bridge player to the base to join the other handful of tread empties, and then she headed in the opposite direction of Arielle.

***

After a solid half-hour of milling about the castle-esque frat house, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her apparel to keep it from riding up too high and exposing her forgotten pantie, she found herself as an onlooker of a duad of fraternity boys playing beer pong on either sides of a rickety card table. By this metre, she had accepted too many beverage that seemed much secure than your average fresh-from-the-keg brew, but they tasted sugariness and they went down like weewee, so she kept on drinking them as fast as they were handed to her. When she felt Word tumbling out of her mouth while she stood beside the ongoing biz, she was a passenger in the surgical process of her own exhilarate yoke of loose lips.

"Whoever wins this next circle gets my phone number !"Meanwhile, the sober Tina, planted in the rearward prat, internally nodded her favourable reception at drunkard Tina's bravery.

The one with the Ping-Pong ball in his script 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 lip 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 away supporter 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 hateful anything, does it ?"Tim replied in turn."I don't know, Pat, we might let to have her up the ante on round two to something I couldn't find on her Facebook profile."Tim glanced over at Tina, arching his eyebrows as if to incite a response.

"We'll see, boys !"Tina responds, with grave Tina still incredulously watching on from the back hind end as whatever was spiked in that keg continued to goad pledge Tina further and further down whatever lapin maw she has embedded herself in. At the beer pong board, her words of encouragement spurned an energetic game of sink-the-ball-in-the-cup. import later, Tina was scrawling her phone number 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 hand around her waistline and smacked right down onto her jiggling posterior. With his detached hand, he plucked the cup of mystery story hooch out of her occupied script 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 troll of the game. The Nox 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 liberate 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 toss to the viewing company of Tina's tight, pink pussy and rumple asshole. Tina settled in the center, halfway between either end of the brusk table.

"Alright, drop ‘ em !"

Each pair of pegleg on either side of the table wriggled slightly, and then both fraternity boys dropped their pants down to the ankles and exposed their throbbing, veiny pecker that dangled down in between their legs. Tina's eyes went wide-cut, and she quickly snatched up the red pliant cup of alcohol from the floor beside her for a solid 5 seconds of chugging.

"Tina !"she could hear Patrick song from up on the topside of the board."When you hear individual score on one end of the the mesa, you go to the opposite side and get to bring. You got that ?"Tina, still stunned that she has found herself under the table between a pair of frat boy cocks.

"Y-yeah.. ! I can do that !"she squeaked out from the business side of the table. Tina, at this point, was committed. She set out tonight to induce fun, and to build her introduction to college life. The line between drunk Tina and sober Tina had been getting thinner all Night, and drunk Tina was the one coming out on top. Drunk Tina wanted to suck some dick. Seconds later, she had one an column inch away from her font.

"Get to suckin ’, Tina !"she heard from the current head leader, Tim. She decided to try and her best to do as she was told. She had only suckle one cock before, and that was her high school boyfriend. It didn't go well. Determined to do better this time, she decided to try and aim a varlet out of porn video she had seen and hocked a burden of spittle right onto the psyche of the fuckstick bouncing in nominal head 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 red-hot fuckpillow mouth around the head of the putz she was obligated to take in, and that's when she heard the clod bounce across the table again. deliquium, slick, slurping noises started to regularly intermingle with the other sounds of the company while Tina eagerly sucked down inch after inch of the Patrick's bitchbreaker. Her brim rode down his gibe as far as she could cram into her back talk, then back up the way she came. She could feel his girthy pole resting on her knife while she toiled away.

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

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

A muffled, plastic-on-plastic crack marked Tim nailing a dead reckoning into the cups on the other side of the table, and Tina immediately pulled her mouth off from Patrick's slobber-coated throat clogger with a"pop !"before turning about and crawling on her men and knees over to the other side of the table. She was greeted by another concentrated fraternity boy shaft, except this sentence there was a lean white melodic line of powder running down from the stand to the head. She hesitated.

"Come on, Tina, it's just a little something for all your arduous work. It 's just something to make you feel good. Just make for certain you get me all the way down to the cornerstone like a good girl."

She continued to sit and debate this. She was drunk, which opened her up to the idea of sucking some random fraternity peter, but the confrontation of being face-to-face with the option of stretching her sassing around another slab of inwardness and a slope parliamentary law of unvoiced drugs brought sober Tina back into the decision-making unconscious process. But Tina had seen citizenry railing personal line of credit of coke off of coffee board, 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 off year. Tina opened her mouth, and lurched forward.

Within a blink, and accompanied by a goodly, throat gurgle, Tina was making out with the cornerstone of Tim's cock. She spluttered hard on his cock, blowing bubbles of saliva that turned into dripping track of goo that dribbled down her chin and onto his balls. Tina wasn't so concerned with what was coming out of her sassing compared to what had just went into it. The euphoric thrill of the eminent sent her into the stratosphere. Everything else melted away ; the bunch was gone, the table was gone, and the music quieted down to a whisper. The only thing left in her head was her, and the habit-forming cock she was charged with inscrutable throating.

***

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

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

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

Patrick deftly overturned the table onto its side of meat which sent the cups and table tennis Lucille Ball clattering down to the floor. What was left in its place, situated between the distich of them and on full showing for anybody interested in seeing some neophyte party trollop go to Town on a dick, was Tina Shoemaker, who was mellow out of her mind and eagerly bobbing her head back and forth on Tim's 8-inch shaft of light. Saint Patrick knelt down and met no ohmic resistance 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 River in her tender entrance.

"This muddied beef is wet !"Patrick laughed right before he dropped his hips and empale Tina on his stopcock. He started hammering away at her slit, and clapped one of his men down firmly onto her rhythmically jiggling ass cheek while he mounted her. Onlookers had started crowding around as soon as St. Patrick announced".. frat house cumdump,"earpiece tv camera trained on the demoralise show of which the cock-crazed Tina was the star. As people drank, filmed, and enjoyed their entertainment for the even, they muttered to themselves.

"What a whore."

"She went out without any screw pantie. She had to have wanted this from the start."

"Did you see her dress ?"

Tina was flying too high to have any disgrace for what she was doing. She only knew that she loved this savory cock that was being jab into her mouth, and the demand moment when some former monolithic rod slid cryptical into her desperate, aching pussy. She could finger him, through the fog of her senses, driving in and out of her dripping wet gob like he owned it. Frankly, he might as well have. Every so often, Patrick would deliver an open-handed palm smack to her bouncing tail end which would make her tense up and nip as the spank sent an electric cushion across her skin and right up her backbone. Her ass felt like it was on fervency after about a dozen spanks, and that was when Saint Patrick plunged a wetted thumb into her asshole. Her oculus rolled back behind her fluttering palpebra while she continued to smoke Tim's terminal with the messy approaching that only a drunk, highschool frat slut could.

In her sex, drugs, and shaft induced stupor, she was purport on making a name for herself. While Patrick's nutsack slapping pendulously into her belly, Tina set to make on Tim. She slithered her tongue back and forth, massaging the underside of his gibe while he bucked his hips forward into her fuckhole. She clamped her lips down, sucking mightily until her sea squab lips formed a void seal around the man-meat in her well-lubricated throat. She flicked her eyeball up, tilted her mentum back, and batted her long, 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 rim moving, but what she heard felt like it was coming from dozens of miles away from her. The neck of a low thermionic valve 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 almost certainly was not the one who was skullfucking her at the present moment. This sentence, the one fucking her brass was from her 3:00PM biota class. She had given Tim the doe-eyed"please fuck me severely"look, and all this college party boy seemed to be concerned with as far as her face is concerned is how to apply another constitution coating of his nutbutter. On queue, she felt the familiar spirit sense experience of having her pilus yanked back and her throat becoming suddenly and upsettingly relieved of duty. She watched, enraptured, as her unknown pardner stroked his pulsing member right in battlefront of her face. Without thinking about it, she let her tongue spill out of the front of her boldness and openly drool down a streak of throatlube down onto the carpet beneath her.

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

She closed her eyes as she felt the initiative strand of cream splatter onto her characteristic and lead off plastering on her skin. As she breathed a flaccid moan, another roach strung between the tip of her nozzle and the flatbed of her well-traveled cockcleaner knife. A couple of heart shots landed on her forehead and in her fuzz, and she took it all just as she had taken every other load that Nox - without objection.

"TINA ! ?"

She may sustain just woken up from her coke-induced nap, but she recognized her roomy's voice. The tone of her friend's phonation was a miscellany of care and mix-up, but the next matter she knew she was being helped up onto her feet in the middle of the crowd. Arielle had pushed through the crowd and was holding Tina by the shoulders with either of her outstretched arms. Tina was wobbly on her two feet because she hadn't been on them in several hour, so she essentially leaned into the documentation joists her roommate was offering while she looked dazedly onto her face.

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

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

"feeling, 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 oneself, Tina figured. She had come back from her own random hookup to detect her shy, socially-inept roommate the shopping mall of a pass-around gangbang with anybody at the party with a pulse and a hard prick given a one-way slate to blowing a load into one of her 3 holes. However, Tina didn't wishing to go abode. Earlier in the evening, she had put on the skankiest inkiness dress she could find, drank herself stupid, and then willingly blew two fraternity boys over a secret plan of beer pong. She knew what she wanted to do - and that was to hold open partying.

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

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

"Who wants me future ? ”