So for anyone who read my (F)reshman goes to Brooklyn story, this is kind of Part 2!

When I got back onto my college campus after being fucked on the record as part of an interview for a book, I was still so unbelievably horny. I kept thinking about what I had just done, the fact that he was probably lying and there was no book made me even wetter. I didn’t think anything I could do on my own would help relieve the tension, so I texted a couple of guys I hooked up with periodically, but everyone was busy since it was nearing finals for the semester. So I decided to run to the dining hall to grab dinner, and I ran into the friend of a friend also eating alone. He was a senior, and I asked if he minded if I sat with him, and he welcomed the company so we ate dinner and chatted. He was pretty cute, but super animated and funny, and so after dinner asked if I wanted to come back to his room and hang out. I said sure because I had nothing better going on and like I said, he was cute and I was still absolutely reeling from my afternoon.

We went back to his room and had had some drinks and smoked some pot and listened to a jam band like the good little college stoners we were. After a while his hands started to touch my knee, then slide higher and higher up my thigh. I was still wearing the same clothes I had worn to the interview, and the very short skirt did nothing to hide the white lace panties I had worn the way I was sitting on his bed. He leaned over and kissed me just as his fingers passed the hem of my skirt, and I let my legs drop open even further. I was too horny to bother with pretense and teasing, I just wanted him to touch me. He smirked as he kissed me, then pulled back and commented on how eager I was. Told me that when his friend had been fucking me he knew he would never pass up his chance to have me if there was one, because he had heard the stories and wanted to see for himself just how true they were. My eyes got wide and I didn’t know how to respond, knowing what things he could have been told by his friend.

Then his fingers finally reached my soaked panties and he smirked again, saying wetter than a water slide was definitely true. He rubbed my clit through my panties, making me pant with desire, to feel his rough warm fingers against the slickness of dripping pussy. He pulled them to one side and resumed stroking my clit in tiny circles. I gasped and moaned, and when he ordered me to take off my shirt I complied without even a second thought. You could see my rock hard nipples clearly through my thin white lace bra, and he reached out to pinch and pull on them as he kept up the slow circles on my now throbbing clit.

He told me to stand up in front of him, and he sucked my nipples through the thin lace as he shoved my skirt and panties to the floor. I stepped out of them and he brought his finger back to circle my clit, making my knees knock together trying to stay upright. He had been teasing my clit for so long and I was so needy that came right there and fell forward into him. He undid his pants as my head leaned against his chest, bent forward at the waist, and he maneuvered my mouth down onto his rock hard cock. I sucked him hungrily, eager for his cock after he made me cum with just one finger. He brought one hand to the back of my head to guide me while I blew him, telling me that cums easy like a slut and sucks cock like a rockstar were also both definitely true things about me.

He said that there were only two things left to figure out, so he pulled my mouth off his cock and pushed me forward so I was bent over his bed. He got behind me, and ran his cock up and down my dripping pussy, rubbing it hard against my clit and just barely dipping into my hole. Then he grabbed my hips and pushed into me, slowly, letting out a long low groan as his cock disappeared inside my tight pussy. He leaned over and whispered in my ear that unbelievably tight pussy for such an absolute slut was the most true yet. He fucked me slow at first, making sure I felt every single inch of his cock as it slid in and out of me. But soon he couldn’t help himself, and started to really hold me down and rut his cock as deep and hard as he could. I was moaning and loving every second of it and then suddenly I realized that he was the second guy to fuck me in the past 6 hours. It was such an erotic thought that I couldn’t help but to cum hard all over his cock as he fucked me. I moaned as I shook and he swore under his breath, picking up his pace and nearly lifting my hips off the bed with every powerful thrust. He grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms behind me to give himself more leverage, seemingly desperate to break my pelvis before he came.

It was so rough and I felt like such a used little slut that I couldn’t help cumming again, shaking and spasming and screaming as he fucked me with abandon. He pulled out of me before turning me around and shoving me to my knees while frantically stroking his creamy slick cock. I pushed up my tits, closed my eyes, and stuck out my tongue. Within seconds I could feel warm ropes of cum spurting all across my face and tits, several criss crossing my mouth and tongue. When he was done I opened my eyes and licked my lips as I swallowed everything in my mouth before smiling up at him. He grabbed his phone and took a picture of me on my knees covered in his cum, and said “takes a load like a pro, abso fucking lutely”