Chapter 1: Introduction
The dorm room was warm, the kind of warmth that came from four bodies crammed into a space meant for two. The air smelled like cheap perfume, stale soda, and the faint musk of sweat from a long day of classes. Elise lounged on her bed, her long blonde hair spilling over her shoulders as she stretched her arms above her head. The movement made her perky double-Ds shift under her tight tank top, and she smirked when she caught Cassie staring.
“Like what you see?” Elise teased, wiggling her fingers at her friend.
Cassie flushed, adjusting her glasses.
"I was just admiring the architecture," she said, her voice thick with amusement. "You know, the way your boobs defy gravity like that."
Elise laughed, tossing her hair over one shoulder. "Oh, honey, gravity and I have a complicated relationship." She leaned forward, letting her cleavage deepen, and Cassie’s eyes flicked down before she quickly looked away, her cheeks burning.
Lily, sprawled on the floor with her long legs stretched out, smirked. "You two are so fucking obvious." She adjusted herself, her small B-cup breasts barely contained in her loose tank, but her real focus was the bulge straining against her tight jeans.
She shifted again, her cock twitching as she thought about the way Elise’s tits bounced when she moved.
Stacy, the quiet one, sat cross-legged on the floor, her modest clothing doing little to hide the way her small but firm B-cups pressed against her shirt. She kept her gaze down, but her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, her thighs squeezing together as the conversation turned heated.
Cassie, ever the curious one, leaned forward, her saggy D-cups swaying slightly beneath her loose blouse.
"So, Elise, you were saying you had a wild night last weekend?" she asked, her voice dripping with suggestion. "Care to share?"
Elise smirked, running a hand through her long blonde hair. "Oh, you know, the usual. A guy who thought he could handle me." She laughed, a low, throaty sound that made Stacy’s breath hitch. "Turns out, he couldn’t."
Lily chuckled, shifting again, her cock now fully erect, pressing against her jeans. "God, I love a man who thinks he can keep up with us."
Stacy bit her lip, her small but surprisingly thick cock twitching beneath her modest skirt.
She had always been the quiet one, the good girl—but the way Elise’s voice dripped with confidence made her pulse race. The air in the dorm room was thick with tension, the scent of arousal mingling with the faint musk of sweat and cheap perfume.
Cassie, her glasses slipping down her nose, adjusted her thick, short cock in her jeans. "Fuck, Elise, you’re making me wet just listening to you," she admitted, her voice husky. "Tell us more. What did he do to you?"
Elise smirked, her big double-D tits bouncing as she leaned back against the headboard. "Oh, he tried.
God, did he try," Elise purred, her fingers tracing lazy circles over her own thighs as she spoke. "But let’s just say he underestimated how much I like to be fucked *hard*." Her blue eyes gleamed with mischief as she watched the other girls shift in their seats, their own arousal evident in the way their breaths hitched and their bodies tensed.
Lily let out a low, throaty laugh, her long fingers flexing against her own thigh as she imagined it. "Fuck, I love a man who thinks he can keep up with us," she repeated, her voice rough.
"But this guy? He was a fucking joke. Couldn’t even last five minutes before he was begging for a break."
Elise stretched her arms above her head, her tank top riding up just enough to reveal a strip of smooth, toned stomach. The other girls watched, their eyes locked on her every movement.
Cassie licked her lips, her thick cock straining against her jeans. "Five minutes? That’s pathetic," she muttered, her fingers twitching like she wanted to reach out and touch Elise.
Lily smirked, shifting her hips again, her long, skinny cock pressing against her jeans.
That’s a fucking *record* for me," she said, her dark hair falling over her shoulders as she leaned forward. "Most guys can’t even last that long when I’m riding them like a fucking rodeo bull."
Elise laughed, her big double-D tits bouncing as she shook her head. "Oh, honey, you’re *way* too easy on them," she teased. "You should see the way I work a man over. I don’t just *ride* them—I *break* them."
Cassie’s breath hitched, her thick, short cock throbbing in her jeans.
She couldn’t take her eyes off Elise, the way her perky double-Ds strained against her tank top, the way her fingers traced slow, teasing circles over her own thighs. The air in the dorm was thick with heat, the scent of arousal mingling with the faint musk of sweat and cheap perfume.
Lily let out a low, hungry growl, her long, skinny cock pressing painfully against her jeans. "Fuck, Elise, you’re making me *ache*," she admitted, her dark eyes burning with lust. "Tell us *exactly* what you did to that poor bastard."
Elise smirked, her blue eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Oh, you *want* the details, don’t you?" She stretched her arms above her head, her tank top riding up just enough to reveal a strip of smooth, toned stomach. The other girls watched, their breaths shallow, their bodies tense with anticipation.
Lily licked her lips, her long, skinny cock twitching against her jeans. "Fuck yeah, I do. Spill it, bitch."
Elise chuckled, her fingers trailing down her stomach, teasing the waistband of her shorts. "Well, let’s just say he thought he could *handle* me." She bit her lip, her big double-D tits bouncing as she shifted her hips.
"He thought he could *fuck* me like I was some little virgin," she said, her voice dripping with amusement. "Like I wouldn’t *destroy* him."
Lily let out a low, hungry growl, her long, skinny cock twitching against her jeans.
Elise smirked, her fingers trailing down her stomach, teasing the waistband of her shorts. "Well, let’s just say he thought he could *handle* me.