Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3)

... from Olivia, Marilyn, or Steve. Super horny from watching the Amazons, he really needs to bury his stiffened bone in one of the blonde sorority bimbos, or preferably both of them; he’s also baffled by Steve’s silence. Where the fuck is the dude? He should have been here hours ago…His horniness and frustration growing by the minute, the stud is suddenly startled by a knock on the door…

“Mmmm…just a little bit over to the left…oh yes! Right there!” Michelle purrs approvingly; lying on her back on the sofa with Aaron’s face buried between her wide open thighs, she verbally guides the teen stud’s eager tongue as he snacks on her sushi. “Mmmm…tasty snatch!” Aaron murmurs, looking up briefly at the blonde before putting his tongue back to work on her hot spot. “Oh my god! That’s an orgasm!” the blonde suddenly exclaims, squirming as she throws her head back and lets out a long, lingering moan of pleasure. “Cool!” Aaron exclaims. He quickly brings Michelle to a second climax with his tongue before getting into position on top of her, inserting his throbbing love worm into her thoroughly saturated pussy and starting to thrust…

“Yo, what was that for…?” a shocked J.J. exclaims, his reddened cheek stinging from the resounding slap that he just received. There, standing in the open doorway, her face suffused with rage, is Nancy, stunningly dressed in a tight fitting, low cut red minidress and matching red stiletto pumps. “What’s that for? You bastard! You lying little bastard!” ...

... the brunette replies, raising her hand again; J.J. takes several steps backwards and Nancy advances into the apartment in pursuit, with blood in her eyes. “I had sex with 8 guys last night…8 random guys!” she exclaims in a wrathful voice as J.J. continues to back away from her. “Yo, the instructions said you were only supposed to do 5 dudes…” J.J. replies in a defensive tone. “Those instructions were phony and so are you! You’re not with Alpha Sigma Sigma! I got my phone back this morning and found all these texts from some guy named Chaz…he was the one I was supposed to meet yesterday!” the enraged brunette says, holding up her phone to display the evidence. “Oh, yeah! My dude Chaz! I just figured that you met him before you came over here…” J.J. replies, flashing his braces in a disarming grin as he tries to spin out the deception, but the infuriated Nancy isn’t buying it. “You don’t know him! And now he won’t answer any of my texts and all the girls at Delta Alpha Gamma Delta are ghosting me, too! You’ve ruined everything for me!” she exclaims before bursting into tears. For a moment, J.J. is speechless. “Yo…I’m sorry…” he finally manages to say, feeling a genuine twinge of regret; he’s completely crushed a girl’s dreams just so he could get a blow job…

Grunting loudly and sweating profusely, Aaron hammers Michelle into the soft, supple pleather of her living room sofa. “Harder, baby! Harder!” she encourages the stud and Aaron complies, grunting even louder as he pistons ...