Chapter 2: Building Tension
the sorority alliance met their first matchup with the frat boys as they agreed on the rules. each girl got 5 minutes with their guy. if any girl failed to make their guy cum the boys would win.
The first pairing was decided upon. It was a blonde named annabelle who took the stage with a nervous grin on her face while everyone else watched intently. Her partner was an older frat boy named Mason who looked confident and smug. He stood before her with arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his lips.
annabelle knew this was going to be tough but she wanted to prove herself worthy of being part of this game. She reached out to touch Mason's arm gently, sending a shiver down his spine. He felt himself getting hard instantly. she pulled out his cock kneeling before the couch as both teams watched her begin to stroke masons dick.
The crowd grew silent, watching carefully as she used one hand to stroke the shaft, while the other massaged his balls. her touch was soft yet firm, and it sent chills up mason's spine. His eyes widened in disbelief as he could feel himself getting harder. "Damn," he muttered under his breath.
Annabelle smiled slyly at him, her blue eyes sparkling with confidence. "You ready?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Mason nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe how aroused he was already.
His dick throbbed in her grip, pulsating with every heartbeat. She seemed to sense his growing excitement, squeezing his erection just enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through him.
"I want you to come for me," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Just let go... I've got you."
Mason moaned softly, arching his back as she began to pump his cock faster. Her fingers danced rhythmically along his length, swirling around the head like a delicate caress.
The heat between them intensified, the friction building until it became unbearable. Annabelle sensed his mounting desire, and her smile grew wicked. She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear.
"Are you ready to explode?" she purred, her voice a hushed whisper.
Before he could reply, she squeezed his erection tightly, pumping it rapidly. His breathing quickened, and his body trembled beneath her touch. Annabelle felt the heat radiating from his groin, a tangible wave of lust and urgency.
She grinned, her teeth glistening white in the dim light. "I think we can do better than that, don't you?" The crowd murmured approvingly as they watched the pair, their eyes glued to the spectacle unfolding before them.
"You know what they say about blondes, right?" she teased, running her thumb over the sensitive underside of his shaft. Mason squirmed uncomfortably, his cheeks flushing red. He had never been so exposed, so vulnerable, even when performing onstage with his band. it was only moments before annabelle’s relentless strokes were too much as he exploded all over her tiny hand securing the first point for the girls team.