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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 1You can hear the sounds of the party in the guys' room down the hall. Venkat asked you to come by, and you're done as much work as you're realistically going to tonight, so you head down there a little early. You keep your flask hidden in your back pocket just in case Bala, the dorm adviser, catches you on your way down to the room that the guys share.

"Hey Ram," Nora says, closing her door behind her. She's a gorgeous woman with dark skin and long, frizzy curls down to her sexy hips. She's dressed in only her bathrobe. "You going to Venkat's thing now?"

"Yeah," you say. "How about you?"

"In a little bit," she says. "I think Krithi and Dimple are going out-out tonight, but I just want to hang out. There's a guy coming by with some rum for me so once he's here I'll join you guys."

"Cool. See you there," you say.

Nora waves goodbye over her shoulder as she walks off toward the shower. You take a second to admire her from behind before you step into the guys' room.

The lights are dim and the beer pong table is out already, the cups all set up. You're one of the first ones here. The guys that live in the room-- your buddy Venkat, the weirdo Lokesh, and Rajesh, the third guy, are all obviously here. The only other newcomer is Priyanka, wearing her tight high-waisted shorts and a light rosy crop top that could just as easily be described as a bra. She twirls her long brown hair with one finger as she unsubtly flirts with Rajesh, sitting almost in his lap.

"Hey Ram," your friend Venkat says. "Thanks for dropping by. The others should show up soon."

Some time passes, and just as Venkat promised, more people show up. First are Donald and Jay, the two twins that live together on the other end of the floor from you. They're both tall, pretty skinny guys with short blonde hair. You and Venkat make small talk with them for a little while, drinking a little here and there. You don't want to get too drunk, though-- at least not until more girls arrive.

After the twins come the first of the girls (besides Priyanka). True to her promise, Nora shows up in a yellow wrap dress with a small belt around her waist. She's chatting conspiratorially with Mrunal. Mrunal is probably the girl you've had your eye on the most this whole year so far. She's got curly brown hair and bright blue eyes that just make you feel good to look into. Tonight, she's wearing a standard Little Black Dress that barely covers her cute ass. It shows off a lot of leg, but basically no chest, unfortunately for you.

"How's it going, girls," you say, walking over when they step in the door.

"Gooooood," Nora says. "We already pregamed a little bit in Mrunal's room so we're basically ready to party!" She's carrying her rum right in the bottle in a brazen violation of the rules of the dorm, which say that no one under twenty-one can have open ****.

Mrunal gets a little closer to you. "Do you know what the plan is for tonight?" she asks.

"Uh, drinking, basically," you say. "I don't know, I guess you could ask Venkat. Or Lokesh. Rajesh is a little occupied."

Nora and Mrunal look over to where Priyanka has actually moved over to sit on Rajesh's knee. "Wow, she works fast," Nora says. "I gotta admire the work ethic."

"She knows what she wants and she goes for it," Mrunal says.

You wonder if Rajesh and Priyanka will be out of the party really soon. Rajesh is pretty high, but he looks capable enough to hook up, and that's definitely what Priyanka is aiming for. Where will they go if they hook up? you wonder. You're in Rajesh's room right now, and Priyanka shares a room with your friend Rashmika.

You keep chatting with Nora and Mrunal for a little while longer. Eventually Venkat and then Lokesh (unfortunately) comes over to join you.

"So you girls came here together, huh," Lokesh says. "Was it fun?"

Nora rolls her eyes. "Yes. We arrived together, Lokesh. It was fine." She turns a cold shoulder to him as best she can. "What are we going to get up to?" she asks Venkat.

"I was thinking beer pong first," he says. You guys down?"

Lokesh quickly realizes that he will not be included among the four in the first round of beer pong and slinks off to creep on some of the other girls that have arrived at the party.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 2"Nora, how about you and I go against those two?"

"Sure," Nora says with her radiant smile. "You guys are going down, I hope you know."

Venkat looks down at Mrunal. "That doesn't sound right to me," he says. "I'm pretty sure we're gonna crush it, right Mrunal?"

"Definitely," Mrunal says with her cheeky smile.

All of you take a shot from the vodka bottle by the beer pong table to make sure that you all of you at least have something of a foundation for the game of beer pong. Once that's over with, you take your places at either end of the table. Nora has a fierceness in her eyes that makes you glad you picked her to be your partner.

"Eye-to-eye," you and Venkat say in unison. Each of you throws the ball at the same time. While yours bounces off the table and into Mrunal's waiting arms, Venkat's ball sinks right into the red solo cup in the middle of your triangle.

"Not lookin' good, buddy," Venkat says. "I hope you've got better aim for the game."

"Yeah yeah," Nora says. "Ram will get it next time."

Venkat and Mrunal have the first throw. This time, Venkat's shot goes long and bounces off of your chest, but Mrunal's is right on the money, hitting the same cup that Venkat's hit in the first shot. The two of them cheer as you pull the cup out from the configuration.

"Is that one one of mine?" you ask Nora.

"I think so," she says.

You drink some of your beer for the shot and help Nora gather up both ping pong balls. "Let's do this," you say. Both of you shoot together, and both of you miss. "Jesus," you mutter.

"Are we too drunk for this?" Nora asks.

"No excuses!" Mrunal says, stamping her high heel on the ground. "We've had just as much to drink as you have!"

The other team gets the balls again and throws it. This time, Venkat's ball drops into a cup on Nora's side. An instant later, Mrunal's ball bounces out of one cup and into the one that Venkat's ball is still sitting in.

"Oh c'mon!" Nora whines. "They have to be cheating!"

"It's totally fair," Venkat says, his arms spread with a crooked smile on his face. "You guys just suck."

Since both balls ended up in the same cup, that means that you have to take four whole cups away from your triangle, leaving you and Nora with only one. This is not looking good, and you're starting to sweat. You really don't want to lose without knocking out a single cup on the other team's side.

Your team gets the balls back, and miraculously the both of you fail to make your shots again. Things are looking worse and worse by the minute.

Venkat's team gets the balls again and line up for another throw.

One ball misses. The other falls into your last cup.

"Shit!" Nora exclaims. "Okay. We have one last chance," she says. She gets really close to you, allowing you to look down her dress and into her full cleavage. She presses your ping pong ball into your hand and looks you in the eye. "Don't fuck this up, Ram. If we miss, we're going to have to do a Naked Mile. I don't want that to happen."

"Me neither, trust me," you say.

Both of you line up for another shot and throw.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 3Both shots miss by a huge margin. Clearly, the drinks are getting to the both of you.

The crowd that's gathered around the beer pong table erupts into a frenzy when they realize what this means. "Na-ked Mile! Na-ked Mile!" they chant, stamping the floor and shaking their drinks.

"Well," you say with a sigh. "Sorry, Nora."

Nora runs a hand through her thick hair. "Hey, just as much my fault as yours," she says. "Let's do this."

Mrunal follows you down the four flights of stairs to ensure that the two of you actually complete your punishments. You step outside into the warm night air of September and look around. There are some people around, but it's getting pretty late. Most people have either found their way home or to whatever party they're going to stay at for the rest of the night.

"Alright, you two," Mrunal says. "Strip!" It's pretty hot the way she says it.

"All the way?" you say.

"No, just to your underwear," she says. "I'll be nice."

"Thank God," Nora says. "I do not need to have pictures of me streaking sent to my father." Mrunal takes her clutch and puts it off to the side. Nora then undoes her belt and leaves it with Mrunal and then reaches down to the hem of her wrap dress. In one motion, the dress goes flying over her head and she discards it beside her. You take the opportunity to ogle her. Nora is one of the best-looking women on the floor, and this is the first time you've gotten to see her like this. She's wearing white lacy panties and a push-up bra to match, and the pair looks so sexy against her dark skin. She slaps your arm lightly. "Alright boy," she says. "Your turn."

Staring at her might not have been such a good idea, you realize, since now you have to pretend that the half-erection in your pants just isn't there. Still, you can't refuse the punishment. You pull off your shirt and leave it with Mrunal and then fumble with your jeans. When you finally get them off, you're left in a pair of tight grey boxer-briefs that outline the shape of your dick.

"Ou," Nora teases, brushing her shoulders up against yours. "Look at him, Mrunal." She's grinning and shifting her gaze from your face to your boxers and back again.

"I am," Mrunal says, biting her lip. "Okay, go run around the building."

You wave your arm and Nora sets off at a light jog, nothing too hard to keep up with. Even still, you stay a few feet behind her. Her big butt nearly swallows her panties up inside her ass, and it bounces with every step she takes. Her hair bounces too, big and luscious curls darker than the night. After you're out of Mrunal's earshot, she looks back over her shoulder at you. You can barely make out her eyes against the darkness of the sky, but you know the look on her face. "Enjoying the view?" she says.

You laugh. "It's a nice view," you say.

"I work hard on it," Nora says, turning her back to you again.

When you finish the lap, you find that Mrunal has disappeared. Apparently she was satisfied with your dedication to finishing the lap that she didn't need to verify your full circle. You don't know where she's gone, but at least she left your clothes. Good thing, since your keys to get back inside are in there.

"You can tell me the truth," Nora says. "I won't be mad. Did you blow that shot on purpose?"

"No. But it was a nice bonus."

"Alright," Nora says. "I believe you," she says unconvincingly. She gathers up her clothes and walks over to you. Her chest is facing yours, and you're looking down into her dark brown eyes. "Where to next?"

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 4"I don't really know if I want to go back to the party," you say.

Nora grins. "Sure you don't," she says, rubbing her own ass. "Not after you've gotten a look at this. So where to?"

"How about your room? Krithi and Dimple are gone for the night, right?"

"Sounds good to me," Nora says.

Neither of you bothers to put your clothes back on. What would be the point? You unlock the door to the dorm again and the two of you make your way to the side staircase, to ensure that the fewest amount of people see you. At the bottom of the stairs you find a couple making out on the floor, a guy and a girl you recognize from a lower floor. You ignore them and begin you climb.

Again you allow Nora to go first. "What a gentleman," she says, running a hand down your chest. Of course, she knows why you're really letting her make the climb first. She accentuates the movement of her hips as she walks up the stares and you allow yourself to stare at her ass all the way up to the fourth floor.

You rush down the hallway to the girls' tri room and Nora fiddles with the key. You keep a lookout, but thankfully, it doesn't look as if anyone is coming. Most of the people living on the floor are probably still at the party in Venkat's room, giving you and Nora free range of the place.

Nora gets the door open and pushes her way inside. She flicks the light switch on and light fills the room. It's a big space, with more per person than you're allowed in your tiny room by yourself. Once the door is closed, she's in your arms, grabbing your ass while you kiss each other. She's a good kisser, self-confident and forward. Her tongue actually pushes into your mouth first, rare among the girls of the floor.

"Mmm," she hums. "You taste good," she says.

"Thanks. You do too," you say.

"Thanks." She's stroking herself through her panties absent-mindedly, and you notice a distinct wet spot in her white panties right between her legs. "I liked watching you take your clothes off," she says. "Why don't we finish the job?" Nora leads you over to her corner of the room. She sits down on the bed and crosses her legs. You stay standing in front of her, getting harder before her eyes. She reaches out and drops your boxers to your ankles. Your dick falls out, pretty hard already. You see her actually like her lips. Nora strokes your shaft with a delicate hand and kisses the tip. With her legs still crossed, she looks almost like a star with a pair of opera glasses in her hand instead of your member. Her lips feel incredible against your sensitive head, but they feel even better when she opens her mouth and starts to suck on it in earnest.

"Oh man, Nora," you say. "Fuck that's good."

You look down to find her looking up at you, making eye contact and smiling while she strokes and sucks your dick. Her thighs are rubbing against one another, and her free hand keeps a tight hold on your ass. "My ex would blow his load in like, five seconds flat," she says, stroking you a little faster. "I'm glad you aren't like him."

"Thanks," you laugh. "I'm mostly just glad you're sucking my dick."

"Oh, my pleasure," Nora says. "It's nice."

After a few minutes of some of the best head in your life, you feel like you're coming close to an orgasm. "Wait a second," you grunt. "Hands off."

Nora lets go of your cock and admires it as it twitches in the air. "Almost there?" she coos.

"Just a second," you say. "It'll recover."

"Then maybe it's time for the main event?" she says, lying back on her bed. She undoes the clasp at the front of her bra and pulls it out from under her. Her breasts are gorgeous and large, probably high C-cups. Once the bra has been thrown to the floor, she crosses her arms over her head, waiting for you.

You lift her ass into the air and pull her sticky panties off of her. The lips of her pussy are wet from being pressed up against her underwear. You slide your dick up and down her labia, teasing her with your shaft.

She groans. "Just fuck me already, Ram ," she says. The face she makes when you actually put it inside her is incredible and gorgeous, like she's just been blinded with your dick. "God, it's thick," she mutters. Her pussy is tight, likely from all the yoga and running she does. She's fucking you as much as you're fucking her, pushing her pussy back against your dick. You reach under her and throw her toned legs over your shoulders, giving you easier access to the deepest part of her pussy. "Oooohhhh," she groans. "Fuck. Keep going, just like that, just like that--!" She shuts her eyes tight from the pleasure. "Fuck. Rub my clit, that's the only way I can cum."

You push your fingers against her clit and work to angle your shaft so that it grazes her clit when you thrust into her. The new motion sets her off again, moaning at the top of her lungs. "Keep going! Just like that, almost there, almost--" She goes silent and her eyes disappear into the back of her head. After another second, a wonderful, wordless scream rips from her throat. "Fuck I just came," she splutters. "Keep fucking me, keep fucking me, just like that--"

The door slams open. Krithi and Dimple are on the other side in their clubbing outfits with shocked looks on their faces.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 5You're still balls-deep inside Nora when her two roommates step into the room.

Krithi is a classic waifish beauty, with long blonde hair on both sides of her face and a skinny frame. Her face is always pale, but it's gone white with shock.

Dimple is a ginger girl with freckles all over her body. She's wearing a low-cut dress that shows that the freckles run down into her cleavage, too. Her long red hair is tied into a braid behind her back.

"What the fuck? He's got his own room!" Krithi says. She sounds genuinely confused rather than upset.

You can't argue with her logic, really. Nothing was stopping you and Nora from hooking up in your room. You definitely wouldn't have been disturbed, since you're the only one with the key. Maybe a part of you wanted Dimple and Krithi to come home early and catch the two of you together.

Nora is still lying back on her bed. You notice her still stroking her clit softly, just enough so that her roommates don't notice, and she hasn't stopped holding her own breast. She laughs, almost with embarrassment, and looks from the two of them to the ceiling. "Well fuck," she says. "I really didn't think you guys were going to be home so early."

You get the distinct impression that you should probably pull your dick out of Nora, but her pussy feels so good and so tight that you can't bring yourself to do it. So the two of you sit there on the bed, you inside her and her still quietly pleasuring herself.

Dimple shuts the door behind her and locks it. "Honestly I'm just glad I wasn't the first one to bring a guy back to the room," she says, laughing. "Good thing we got this over with."

"You're not mad, then?" Nora asks. She doesn't make any motion toward pulling herself off of your dick, either.

Krithi sighs and puts her purse down next to the door. "I'm not mad," she says, a little bit reluctantly. "It's just a bit of a shock."

You look down at Nora, who looks up at you. She's biting her lip, and her eyes are still smouldering with lust. Her long, dark legs are still over your shoulder, and you feel them stroking against your sensitive neck.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 6"Do..." you say. You look back at Nora, and she nods. "Do you two want to watch us?"

Dimple looks at Nora and then at Krithi and then at you. "Yeah," she says. "That sounds fun. Krithi, how about you?"

Krithi looks very confused. She did not anticipate her night ending this way, you guess. She still looks a little tipsy, and a little tired, and maybe a little frustrated, too. After all, she came back from the club with her roommate instead of a guy. "Okay," she says quietly.

"Come over here," Nora says, patting the side of the bed. "Get nice and close. You're gonna like this."

Both of her roommates make their way over to the bed and kneel next to it. Their dresses make it a little awkward, but they figure out a comfortable position and settle in.

"Your body is gorgeous, Nora," Dimple says. It looks like Krithi agrees, but she doesn't say anything about it.

"Thanks. I'm gonna show you how a real woman takes dick," Nora teases. Your dick hardens at her words. "Okay, Ram . Go on."

You lean back, stretching your body out to show off your chest. You pull your hard dick out of her with a satisfying _pop _and slap the tip against her clit lightly. She coos, squirming and smiling.

"Enough fucking around," she says.

"I'm done fucking around," you say. "I'm just getting started fucking inside." That actually gets a laugh out of Krithi, a cute little half-snort sound. You pull your hips back and align the tip of your dick with her vagina. You brace your hands on the bed behind you so as not to block Dimple and Krithi's view as you slowly thrust it into Nora.

Krithi gasps, and Dimple smiles.

You keep pushing it in until your hips are against her ass. Nora grunts, like she's just been slapped in the face.

"Wow," Nora says. "That's some good dick you've got there."

"Thanks," you laugh. You slide your dick out again until only your head and a bit of your shaft are still inside her, and then you plunge it all the way in again. You develop a rhythm, sliding in and out, in and out, pushing Nora's hips up into the air with your thrusts.

Your eyes stay on Krithi and Dimple the whole time. The two girls are sitting close to each other, their arms touching, but they're so entranced by the show that they look like each one of them feels like they're the only person in the world besides you and Nora. Krithi is biting her lip, and Dimple is pulling idly on her braid. Their hands are shaking. You follow their eyes each time you pound Nora; they're both watching your cock enter her, only taking their eyes away to look at your body or Nora's gorgeous face.

Nora is moaning and smiling, still stroking her clit and squeezing her own breast. She looks lost in the pleasure but you know she's happy to show off for her roommates. She grinds her pussy against you and makes little sounds with every minute motion, squealing and laughing and throwing her head back against her pillow.

"Are you getting close?" she asks. Her voice is ragged from her screams but far from displeased.

"I'm getting there," you grunt, thrusting in again. Your ass actually feels a bit sore from all the pushing you're doing hands-free. "Getting close."

"Good," she says. Her firm calf on her leg is in the air, stroking your cheek. Her toes are pointed into the air. Nora turns her head to make eye contact with her roommates. "Where do you want him to blow?" she asks.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 7Dimple and Krithi look at each other. You expect Dimple to be the one that answers Nora's question, but surprisingly, Krithi speaks out first.

"In your mouth!" she blurts, leaning forward.

You're still fucking Nora, but slower now, taking care not to blow your load early. "In her mouth?" you ask to confirm. "You're sure?"

"I'm sure," Krithi says, rubbing her pale white arm. She bites her pink lip and looks her roommate in the eye. "Cum in Nora's mouth."

You look down at Nora to make sure she's okay with it. Judging by her horny grin, you can tell that she is. You pull your dick all the way out of her. It comes out wet and bright red. When you rest it against her stomach, you can't help but be turned on by the contrast between the colour of your member and her dark skin.

You climb up the bed, resting low on your knees just below her breasts.

"Put your dick in my mouth, Ram ," she says.

You shut your eyes and flex your muscles to keep from cumming right there.

Nora angles her head so that she can take the tip right into her mouth. You adjust your position again and she sits up a little, wrapping both hands around the base of your dick and stroking it while she bobs her head on the tip. She makes quiet gagging sounds, staring you in the eye.

"Are you close?" Krithi says, suddenly very invested in the experience.

"I'm close," you groan. "I'm so close."

Nora speeds up, jacking you off while pushing your tip deeper into your mouth. And then--

"Grhhg," you grunt. Your balls twitch and the semen races up through your shaft, out your head, and goes pouring into Nora's mouth. She barely flinches as the hot white ooze fills her cheeks.

You fall back on your ass at the other end of the bed, still recovering from that phenomenal blowjob. "Fuck," you mutter to yourself.

Nora sits up. Her chest is sweaty, and her makeup is messed up. Her curls are even more unkempt than usual. Still, she looks happy. She opens her mouth wide to show Krithi and Dimple the pool of cum on her tongue. Then she closes her mouth again, swallows it, and smacks her lips. "Yum," she says cheerily. She smiles and poses, her hands back on the bed behind her, legs crossed like a model. "Thanks for watching, guys."

Dimple laughs. "That was great!" she says. "You look so much better than I do when you're getting laid!"

"Can you teach me how to swallow like that?" Krithi asks.

Somehow the conversation has descended into a girls' night and you feel like an outsider. You laugh a little to yourself at how quickly the three roommates lapsed back into their usual conversations, though this time it mostly centered around how your cock was just inside Nora less than a minute ago.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 8'Hey Dimple, have you got some weed with you?' Nora asks her. 'I always feel like weed when I'm horny.'

'Yeah, I got some. I feel like some myself.' Dimple walks over to a desk and opens the top drawer. She moves her hand around, searching for something. Stuck to the roof of the drawer is a cone, filled with one doobie. She pulls it off and takes out the joint.

You are still naked, your boner slowly subsiding. You decide to just sit down and not bother to put on your clothes. The girls seem to like it anyway. You sit next to Nora on her bed, while Krithi and Dimple get some chairs. Krithi sits down opposite you, and looks curiously at your crotch. When you catch her looking, she quickly looks away, a little embarrased.

Dimple meanwhile lights up the joint, filling the room with the unmistakable odor of marijauna. She takes a deep puff, and passes it to Nora, who takes it eagerly.

'We should do this more often,' she says as she takes a deep puff as well. 'I like to be watched.'

'It's so weird though,' Dimple says when Nora passes the joint to you. 'I've never seen someone fuck in real life.'

'Did you like it?' you ask, when taking a big puff for yourself. It tastes extremely strong, and make a point to ask her later where she got it from.

'I don't know,' Dimple says. 'It made me very horny though.'

'Me too,' Krithi says when you finally pass her the joint. She still looks a little embarrased.

'You're just in love with his cock!' Nora laughs.

'So what if we are?' Dimple says, a little irritated. 'It's fucking beautiful.'

'Oh, I'm sorry,' Nora says jokingly. 'I didn't realize I was supposed to share.'

'Well, if you don't mind,' Dimple says with a wicked smile. 'He won't have a problem with it, I see.'

It's true, you're penis has been getting harder at the tought of getting shared between three girls.

'Al right,' Nora says.'I've always wanted to try this. What about you, Krithi?'

Krithi nods slowly. Nora gives her a naughty smile.

'A little shy, hon? How about you start this of?'

'What do you mean?' Krithi says, shocked at this proposition.

'Why don't you suck him off? You've been hypnotized by that cock since you came in here.'

'So have I!' Dimple protests.

'Alright, alright,' you motion. 'Do I have a say in all this?'

'Not really,' Nora says, while she grabs your rock-hard cock in her soft hand and starts to jerk you off slowly. She takes a puff of the joint she has in her other hand and continues; 'Come on, Krithi, don't be shy.'

'Well, alright,' Krithi says weakly. 'But I'm not good at this.' She gets on her knees in front of you, your cock staring her in the face. Nora let's go and lets Krithi grab it. She needs to grab it with both hands, as they are quite small. Nora passes you the joint, and you inhale it sharply, right at the moment Krithi puts her lips around your tip. You gasp, and feel yourself becoming extremely high.

'Oh, wooow,' you moan as Krithi slowly pushes it deeper in her mouth.

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 9

'Look at that little slut go!' Dimple shouts and sits next to her, on her knees. She grabs a bunch of Krithi's hair and keeps it above her head, while softly pushing her head deeper on your member. She chokes a little, as it glides deep into her throat. Saliva drips out of her mouth and water fills her eyes.

Suddenly, she stops and grabs the joint out of your hand. 'I need this.' Massaging her saliva over your cock with one hand and making it shine, with the other she brings the joint to her thin lips. She inhales deeply, but doesn't exhale. Instead, she dives down towards your pole, and takes it all in. Her lips are now touching the base of your cock. She stays like that for a little while, her tongue flicking your balls. It feels like heaven.

And then, suddenly, she comes up again, exhaling the smoke.

'Who knew? She's a pro!' Nora applauds her.

'I watch a lot of porn,' Krithi giggles.

Dimple grabs your dick now, still shiny from saliva. 'My turn!' She starts licking the tip a little, teasingly. 'Tastes nice. Tastes like pussy, saliva and cum all combined.'

Krithi gives the joint to Dimple, who follows the same ritual. Inhale and deepthroat. Only she stays on there a little longer. She gags, balls of saliva fall out of her mouth onto your balls. She comes up, coughing smoke.

'Damn, that was too long,' she says between coughs.

'Now my turn,' Nora grabs the joint out of Dimple's hand. 'Let me show you how it's done.'

She inhales deeply, repositions you on the bed so you're sitting directly across from her, gets on her knees in front of you and takes in your entitre length. Her curvaceous ass sticking out, making her look like a goddess. Contrary to the two other girls, she seems to take your cock down her throat quite easily. She even starts bobbing up and down, touching your belly with her nose every time. It feels fucking amazing!

But then...

 

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The Fourth Floor of a College Dorm - Chapter 10

The door suddenly bursts open with a loud bang. You almost get a heart attack. Nora sits up quickly, exhaling all the smoke. You look at who's in the doorway. It's Bala, the dorm advisor. He was always being the funsponge on these kinds of parties. You never really ran into trouble with him, but you certainly didn't want to start. You know he especially doesn't like weed.

'What the hell is-,' he stops mid-sentence. He looks absolutely perplexed at the sight he's seeing. 'Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I can't condone that marijauna joint.'

'Oh don't be such a hard ass. Come.on in.' Dimple gets up and grabs Bala by the shoulders and ushers him in. She closes the door behind him.

'I can't really,-' he tries.

'How can we make you forget about this?' Dimple asks as she pushes him on her chair and sits on his lap. She plays flirtingly with her hair.

'You can't bribe me!' he says. 'Now, I want that,-'

'Oh no?' Dimple asks. She grabs him by his crotch, and gets down on her knees. She opens up his belt and then his zipper. Bala tries to protest, but knows it's already too late. His erect tent jumps up as soon as Dimple opens his pants.