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Freshman Year - Chapter 33

Mark recognised a short blonde girl that was laying on a blue towel. It was Disha, another girl in her first year on campus.

She was lying flat on her stomach, her bikini top untied so she wouldn’t get any tan lines. Her pink bikini bottoms were extremely fluro but played their role in covering her booty.

“Disha! Nice to see you,” he said, walking closer to her.

“Oh Mark! Fancy seeing you here,” she said, turning her face to look at him, she had dark sunglasses on, protecting her eyes from the sun.

“Yeah just thought I’d come out and enjoy the nice sun, mind if I join you?” he asked her.

“No problem at all, come take a seat,” she politely offered.

Mark grabbed out his towel from his bag, laying it out next to Disha. He admired the nice view of side boob that was squished against her towel. Taking off his own shirt, he decided to lay on his stomach too.

He felt the heat steaming off his back.

Disha and Mark spent the next twenty or so minutes discussing their first two weeks on campus and comparing their experiences.

Suddenly they were joined by Ananya, a dark haired Greek girl who lived on campus in the West Hall just like Disha.

She was a black one piece swimsuit, matching her dark sunglasses. Mark was certainly more of a fan of two piece bikinis but there was something about the way Ananya pulled this one off. Her breasts still looked very nice, plenty of cleavage and her tanned thighs was somewhere Mark would be happy to be stuck between.

“Disha,” she said, as she stopped just in front of them, her hands on her hips, “Surprised to see you here without Harry.”

“However, not surprised to see you with another, you really are a slut,” continued Ananya.

Mark laid there very awkwardly, he had sat back up when Ananya arrived but he was shocked to hear her have a go at Disha like this.

Disha on the other hand didn’t see too concerned, she still laid topless on her stomach. He wondered whether or not she was going to respond. Ananya was still standing there hands on hips.

“No reply?” Ananya said, “you are so gutless!”

Whether it was a smart idea or not, Mark thought he would try and help sort the situation out himself, “Hey it’s cool, let’s be nice, Disha’s a good person,” he said defending his friend.

“Excuse me?” Ananya responded, pulling down her sunglasses to look him in the eye, “She’s a man stealer, fuckingmy boyfriend.”

Disha didn’t like hearing that, she lifted herself off the towel, not bothering to put her bikini top back on.

She turned her body around and sat up, “I never stole anyone, Harry broke up with you. You guys weren’t dating when I slept with him,” she explained herself.

Mark didn’t hear a word of it, he was staring at her nice exposed tits. Disha had some very nice D cup breasts, they looked ever bigger on her small frame. Her nipples were of decent size.

The blonde’s big boobs were also glistening in the sun. They looked to have been recently oiled up from sunscreen.

Mark finally started paying attention to the conversation when he heard Ananya mention him.

“Don’t bring Mark into this, he doesn’t need to be brought into this petty high school drama that you want everyone to be subjected to,” Disha told Ananya.

“Well he’s a fool if he wants to spend his time hanging around a dirty slut like you,” she replied, her hands still firmly on her hips.

Disha stood up and walked herself over to face Ananya. With her breasts still out, she looked super sexy getting up in Ananya’s face. Mark was a little worried that things were about to get ugly.

“Oh please,” started Disha, “You can call me a slut as much as you want but we both know that guys would choose to fuck me over you any day of the week, Mark inlcuded.”

Ananya stepped a foot closer too, she was just a inches away from Disha’s big exposed breasts.

“If you believe that so much, why don’t you put it to the test,” she said, “Why don’t we see what Mark think... both suck him off a few minutes and see who he says is better.”

Mark’s eyes widened, his already hard cock began to twitch.

“You’re on,” said Disha.

Holy fuck, he thought to himself, they were both going to use his dick as a contest.

“Where are we uhh... gonna do this?” asked Mark, “We are at a public beach right now, I can’t really whip it out here.”

Ananya spoke up, “You’s can follow me, we can do this in the back of my car in the parking lot, trust me, there’s enough privacy there.”

“Let’s do this, Mark could you chuck me my bikini top thanks,” said Disha, requesting her top.

Mark reluctantly grabbed it and threw it over to her before they packed up the rest of their stuff. He would have rathered her walk around topless on the walk to Ananya’s car. But who knows, there was a good chance she would shed it again soon.

The trio made their way towards Ananya’s car. The showdown awaited.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 34

Stepping off the hot sand, the trio moved away from the beach towards what looked like an abandoned car park.

The small area had plenty of shade from the sun with a few surrounding trees and bushes. The ground was gravel, and besides Ananya’s car, there wasn’t anyone else in the area.

The car was a small black hatchback. Ananya clicked a button on her keys, unlocking the boot. She opened it up and offered Mark a seat, “There you go, take a seat,” she said.

Mark obliged, excited knowing what was about to occur. He took a seat, his legs hanging down from the boot.

“So who goes first?” said Disha standing by in her fluro pink bikini that now covered her big breasts.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors?” Ananya suggested.

Disha nodded and the two faced off against each other once again. They looked like totally opposites. Ananya, a Greek like goddess, long dark hair, taller in her black one piece swimsuit. She faced Disha, a short blonde with a great rack. She stood opposite of Ananya in her fluro pink two-piece.

The two had taken their sunglasses off so they could stare into the eyes of one another.

Rock. Paper. Scissors.

The two girls held up scissors. They went again.

Rock. Paper. Scissors.

Disha’s paper had beaten Ananya’s rock.

“So I’m first, how long do I get? Three minutes each?” Disha asked Ananya.

“Fine by me, I’ll time,” she said pulling out her phone from the car. Pulling up the timer, she counted Disha down who had assumed the position in front of Mark.

3... 2... 1... Go!

Disha dropped to her knees, maybe too roughly considering the hard gravel that was below them.

“Lift your butt a little please,” she asked Mark while trying to pull his shorts and underwear off in one go.

Mark obeyed again, keen to get things started, he know sat on the edge of Ananya’s boot completely naked with one girl about to suck his cock while another waited for her time. Life was good.

Disha wasted no time, she was pleased to see that he was already fully hard. She started wanking him at quick pace before using her tongue to lick the head of his cock.

Mark put his hands on the side of the boot to hold his balance as Disha suddenly started to bob up and down quickly on his dick.

She got herself into a bit of a routine, sucking on his dick really quickly, deepthroating his cock and then just teasing it with the tip of her tongue while looking into his eyes.

A minute and a half had elapsed and Mark was loving every second of it. Disha was a little sloppy with sucking dick but her quick pace was one she could manage for long periods of time.

Realising his dick with a pop sound from her mouth, Disha untied her pink bikini top to reveal those big nice titties again.

Mark gulped a little as she continued to suck him off again, now topless, giving him a great view.

“Hey! Not fair! This is about what your mouth can do,” complained Ananya from behind.

Disha just looked up at Mark, smiling through a mouthful of cock.

At the end of the three minutes, Mark was feeling very good. Disha’s blowjob was very nice, sloppy, wet, fast paced, one that had him almost to the stage of cumming.

Ananya would need an equally good performance to win over Mark and his vote.

“Ok get your hands off his dick, about time the poor boy gets some action from a real woman,” said Ananya, stepping closer.

Disha stood up, grabbing the phone of Ananya, smirking at her as she moved past. Her boobs slightly bouncing with every step. Her topless form was a true special sight.

Mark watched as Ananya move closer to him, she put her hands on both of his legs, dipping down to her knees.

Wanting to get the next three minutes over as quick as possible, Maybe began to countdown before Ananya was officially ready.

“3! 2! 1! Time is on,” she said causing Ananya to start immediately.

Ananya tried to use a little more eye contact than Disha, she began by rubbing his shaft up and down slowly before she stuck her tongue out to lick and tease the side of Mark’s erect cock.

“Mmmm” she moaned, licking the tip of his penis.

Ananya was going off the idea that the more noise she made, the better it would be.

As she began to suck his cock, Ananya tried to make more slurping noises, taking him in further. It was definitely a little bit of a different technique. Ananya was a lot slower paced, stretching out his impending orgasm. If Disha was still going, he would have probably cum by now. But the different pace change was delaying his orgasm.

Ananya looked him deep in the eye, she licked her lips before sucking on the head of his penis again.

It was a very sexy look, it made Mark’s heart skip a beat. He certainly liked Disha a lot more and would like to see her win but the longer Ananya’s blowjob continued, the more he liked it.

With not much time left, Ananya tried a similar tactic of Disha’s. Leaning back, she pushed her hair behind her again and hooked her fingers into her swimsuit.

Ananya pulled the suit down, it now sitting just below her breasts.

They now sat exposed proudly on her chest, she gave them a little shake before going back to his cock. Her boobs were smaller than Disha’s, maybe a C cup. The aerola around her nipples we’re dark and round. Mark thought they looked delicious.

Ananya sucked on the head of his penis again, really teasing him now.

In the last twenty seconds or so, she suddenly picked up the pace and started to suck his thick member faster and with a bit more enthusiasm. The feeling was great, he felt like he was ready to cum.

She kept sucking, it was coming, it was coming.

“Time!” yelled Disha suddenly.

Damn it, Mark thought to himself, he was so close to cumming.

Ananya left his cock, dropping it from her grip before she covered up her nice Greek tits.

“So then... Who won?” said Disha, standing there topless, a pair of pink fluro underwear the only thing stopping some full frontal nudity.

“It was definitley me, he was about to cum, that was all me,” Ananya said.

“Bullshit.” Disha replied annoyed, “That’s only cause I did all the hard work. Besides, I could feel his cock twitching when I was going down on him, he loved my blowy.”

The girls looked at Mark, waiting for his say, who would be declare the winner. No matter which way he went, he was going to make one girl super happy and the other really pissed off.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 34

Mark looked at both girls, they stood there just waiting for him to say their name.

He felt bad that he was going to have to let one of them down, they both genuinely thought they were the better blowjob giver.

He thought about both blowjobs, they were great in their own ways, he sat there still naked with his dick still at full length.

“Well?” asked Ananya.

Mark made his decision.

“Sorry Ananya, I’m gonna say Disha was a bit better,” he announced.

“YES! Knew it!” exclaimed Disha, she did a small clap, her exposed breasts bouncing as she did.

Ananya had the face of a smacked arse, she crossed her arms, looking furious.

“I am sorry Ananya, yours was really good too, I just had to pick someone,” he apologised again.

She didn’t care for an apology, “Whatever, I’m getting out of here, get your naked ass out of my boot,” she said, starting her car up.

Mark hopped out to allow her to shut the boot of the car. He fiddled with his underwear shorts to cover himself up. Disha was still smiling at him, she came over and gave him a kiss on his cheek, Mark still couldn’t ignore her boobs that bounced at every move.

Disha lent in for a kiss, it was one to thank him but to also piss off Ananya more as she backed out of her car spot and headed back to campus.

Mark enjoyed the feeling of her tongue rubbing against his as they listened to the sound of Ananya’s car driving away.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mark grabbed a hold of her exposed dropping breasts. He squeezed the two mounds in his hands as he continued to kiss the blonde.

She broke the kiss but still allowed Mark to play with her boobs. He was like a child with their favourite toy, Mark squeezed the nipples, feeling them harden in his fingers.

“Race you back to the beach?” she suddenly asked.

“You’re on shorty!” replied Mark, bolting off towards the water.

Disha chased after him as fast as she could. Her short legs couldn’t really keep up with Mark.

By the time he had reached the start of the water, Disha was still trailing far behind. He was glad that he had gotten here first though cause he was now treated to an unbelievable view.

Disha came bounding across the sand, without any top on, her boobs had no support so they bounced like crazy. She wasn’t running super fast but it didn’t matter. Every step she took, it looked like those big tits we’re gonna whack her in the face, they really were bouncing everywhere.

As she approached him, Mark continued to take in the scene. It was like a wet dream, the sun beginning to set in the background also making things that even bit better.

Mark moved back, now treading in the water, Disha took a dive when she got to him, jumping into Mark’s arms.

The two passionately kissed as they stumbled back and feel in the knee deep water. Mark grabbed a hold of her ass, smacking one of her ass cheeks.

Luckily for the two, there wasn’t anyone nearby. They decided to move back a little more though, a little bit of deeper water that came up to their thighs or stomach instead.

There were no waves today so they were able to make out in the water without being worried that they were gonna be swept out to sea.

Mark took in Disha’s body again, it was now completely wet from the ocean, her tits looked even more fabulous, water drops all over them. He did exactly what he’s dick wanted to, he dived his face into them, motor boating the beauty.

“Mmm just fuck me already,” she moaned as Mark sucked on her hard nipples.

He’d never tried anything like this before, sex in the ocean. Mark peeled the blonde’s panties to the side and started to rub her moist pussy lips under the water.

Without wasting much time, he pulled he’s shorts down a few inches so he’s dick would be free and available for penetration. Turning her around, he entered her pussy from behind.

“Mmm yeah! Push it deeper!” said Disha as Mark entered those lips.

He began to thrust as hard as he could, while grabbing a hold of those bouncing boobs. The water made things tougher, but the feeling none the less was just as special.

Mark began to go deeper causing Disha to moan.

After a short time of thrusting, Mark was going to have to stop. The ocean water made it tough for a proper fuck. Disha was beginning to dry up quickly due to the water.

Mark pulled out but Disha wasn’t done yet. She leaned up for a kiss while jerking his cock. He moaned in her mouth as he felt an orgasm coming, it had been ready since Ananya had removed her mouth from his member.

He felt it coming, closer and closer as Disha’s hand jerked.

Then it happened, “urghhhh!” moaned Mark.

He’s cum spilled out, spurt by spurt. It now remained in the ocean floating in the water.

“Well that sure was a nice day at the beach,” said Disha smiling, still holding onto Mark’s penis.

Mark caught he’s breath back before responding, “You can say that again.”

The two dried off back on the sand before packing their stuff up and heading off separately in their cars. Mark thought about how great the experience was, maybe he should go to the beach more often.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 35

The next two weeks went by fairly slowly. The pressures of university classes began to take its toll. More studying, more homework and less time to enjoy the overall experience of being on campus. Most importantly, it took more time away from Mark trying to get laid by as many college girls as he could.

A few interesting things had happened in the time gone by however.

The big news was that Matt and Mrunal finally became official. The friends with benefits deal could only work for so long. Matt gave up his pride a bit and gave Mrunal exactly what she wanted, a boyfriend.

Mark was certainly happy for them, it meant Mrunal was now officially off the table but he was happy for the two. However, she was still just as flirty with Mark in daily conversations, maybe she wouldn’t be the perfect girlfriend for Matt here.

A big positive of the last fortnight was the new friend that Mark had acquired. Daniel, located at West Hall, was doing the same course as Mark. They had quite similar personalities and came for the same home state.

The college football team had also started the season like a house on fire, a solid 3 and 0 start. It didn’t worry Mark either way but the whole campus was in such a positive buzz due to the Eagles best start in 25 years.

The team would be hosting their rivals this weekend, the Bulldogs. Since almost everyone would be at the game, it was something that Mark would be forced to attend.

On the eve of the match, the mood on campus was electric. Most students were out in the courtyards or playing drinking games in their halls.

Mark was quite tired from a full day of classes and studying in the library so he wasn’t planning on spending the night drinking or running around campus.

While scrolling through he’s social media, Mark went through his Snapchat messages.

The first one was from Mrunal.

He opened it. It was a Snapchat video of Matt chugging a beer, somewhere in the courtyards.

The caption read: come party with us x

Mark thought about it but he didn’t really want to spend another night third wheeling.

He checked the next snap, it was from Daniel. The snap was a close up of his face, the caption reading: Meet me at the lake asap if you wanna see some girls skinny dipping.

It intrigued him, he wouldn’t mind seeing a bit of nudity right now. As tired as he was, Mark could never say no to staring at some bare tits.

Mark had one other snap from Vaishnavi. He had saved this one for last on purpose. Vaishnavi, the campus cocktease, was known for her cheeky and risky snaps that she would send boys.

Not full nudity but always enough to keep guys at her heels, begging for more.

He opened it up, rubbing his dick from the outside of his shorts in preparation. It didn’t disappoint, it was a short video selfie, a close up of her face and upper chest in the shower.

Vaishnavi’s long hair went back, getting wet from the shower water. She looked so sensual and sexy, standing amid the water and hot steam that was rising up from inside the shower stall.

She wasn’t smiling or anything, just posing, as if she was in a model shoot. That sexy look she gave, she knew what she was doing. The top of her breasts were only just in sight. No view of the nipples, just a section of ample cleavage shown before the camera cut the rest off.

The video was only five to six seconds long but it had Mark starting to feel his length grow inside his pants. The video was followed by a single snap. This one of the brunette bombshell standing in front of a bathroom mirror in nothing but a white towel. Vaishnavi stuck her tongue out in the picture with a caption attached to it: “Need a boys opinion on something, you down?”

Mark suddenly had a few options on his hands, he could meet up with Daniel at the lake to check out girls skinny dipping or he could spend the night doing a favour for Vaishnavi, the hot sexy tease.

Or he could just call it a day. The choice was his.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 36

As good as it would be to see some of the girls on campus stripping nude to skinny dip in the lake, Mark had the hots for Vaishnavi.

I mean, it was quite obvious. Every straight guy on campus with a working penis had the hots for Vaishnavi. But the importance of accepting any invite from her could not be ignored.

Mark shot back a quick snap saying he was down. Before he knew it, he was leaving his own dorm and making his way to hers.

Knocking at her dorm room door, he wondered what she had in store for him.

Seconds after knocking, Vaishnavi opened the door half dressed. The instant sight got Mark’s dick going again.

Vaishnavi stood at the door casually in a lacy dark blue bra and a tight pair of dark blue jeans. Her hair done up in a nice and slightly messy bun.

She casually welcomed him in, “Thanks for coming, needed your help on something,” she said, shutting the door carefully behind him.

Inside her dorm, there were clothes everywhere. a small pile of specific clothing on one of the two dorm beds and the rest spread out across the room.

“Sure, what is it that you needed?” he asked, still unsure what was happening.

I need your help,” she started speaking while making space for him to sit on the opposing bed, “I need a boys opinion on some outfits, need to make room in the closet so I’m going to have to get rid of a few things but I need help deciding what can stay and what should go.

He now sat on the bed, looking up at the sexy brunette half dressed standing in front of him.

"Uhh... sure I guess I can help, I'm not sure why you picked me for this though."

Vaishnavi looked him in the eye before speaking again. He didn’t know what it was but that look she always gave guys, it was so seductive. She didn’t even have to try, her eyes just lured guys in.

“Well I needed a boy’s opinion and I see you checking me out every day so I’m sure you would have your **censored** favourites and maybe some things that you don’t think suit me that great,” she explained, making Mark’s cheeks flush in a tomato red colour.

There was no lie there, Mark would constantly check out Vaishnavi on a regular basis, he just didn’t realise how obvious he made it.

“Anyways, let me start with this skirt,” she said, holding up a very tiny tight black leather mini skirt.

Without warning, she unbuttoned and unzipped the fly of her jeans. Vaishnavi was stripping right in front of him, this was going to take some time to get used to he thought.

She discarded her jeans for the shirt. exposing the blue lacy pair of panties she wore underneath the jeans. Her long legs were tanned, a delicate thigh gap in between her legs. She was a genuine dream.

The mini skirt, although incredibly sexy, was extremely tight. She struggled to get it past her butt, jumping softly on the ground to get it on. Once zipped up though, wow, spectacular, it proudly displaced her nice round butt cheeks inside the leather material.

"So what do you think? Do you like this skirt?" She made it seem so innocent.

"Yep... yeah it’s great..."

"Why’s that? I need to know if it’s worth keeping so I need details,” she explained.

"Umm well it’s tight and short...”

“And shows off my ass yeah?" she cut him off.

"Yep... yeah it really does,” he said, staring at the ass that softly shook in front of him. Vaishnavi did a slow twirl showing it off, smirking at Mark’s reactions.

She was playing the tease card once again tonight. What a show she had planned.

Vaishnavi started to slip out of it again, leaving her in just her bra and panties again.

"Oooh I haven't worn this for a while, let’s see if you like this one" she said, picking out a new outfit from the pile of clothes.

Mark shifted on the bed, moving his pant legs to try and make the erection he was hiding less noticeable to Vaishnavi. It had no effect whatsoever, Vaishnavi was too experienced with guys to know when they were turned on and when they had a hard on.

The next outfits she tried on were different skirts, leggings, types of tops that exposed her cleavage.

Mark was starting to feel like she was just doing all of this to show off her fancy clothing in front of him. Make the poor boy hard and torture him with the body that was so close yet so far away.

“Okay I think I’ve got a good idea with those outfits but there’s one more thing I need help with,” she said, disappearing into her closet.

Before he could even ask, Mark had bras flying at him, Vaishnavi had thrown a handful at him, “I’ve got wayyyy too many bras in here. I just ordered some more from Victoria’s Secret last week so I’m going to have to get rid of at least a few of them.” she said, still standing in her current bra and panties set.

“Let’s start with this one,” she said, picking up a light purple push up bra.

Vaishnavi turned so that Mark was facing her back. She slowly moved her hand back to remove the bra strap. A light clicking noise was heard as she progressed to remove the bra completely, now topless in the room.

It was killing him that she wouldn’t turn around and show him her tits. Instead she was playing mind games, knowing it was torturing him.

She turned back around in the light purple bra once she had secured it.

Fuck did it look great. Her breasts were tightly pushed up, now firmly shoved together.

“What do you think of this one?”

“Uhh... great, I really like it,” he said, adjusting the tent in his trousers once again.

The movement didn’t go unnoticed, Vaishnavi let out a tiny laugh, “I should have made you do this earlier but take off your pants Mark.”

“What?? Why?” he responded confused at the sudden leap from Vaishnavi.

“Take them off. And your underwear. This way I can really see what kind of reaction each bra is giving you.” she said.

Mark gulped. What choice did he have though, when someone as hot as Vaishnavi tells you to take your clothes off, you do it, no question asked.

The sight of him nervously removing his clothing below the waist gave Vaishnavi great satisfaction. Even better for her was the massive boner that was revealed, shooting right up in the air.

“Hmm looks like I might have to keep a hold of this on,” she said, feeling up her own breasts from inside the bra.

She smiled again before doing a 180 and quickly discarding the light purple bra. She had an arm around her breasts before turning back again. Vaishnavi was now topless in front of him as she grabbed another bra to try on, her bulging breasts trapped together, held there by her arm. The nipples were covered but boy was it a great sight.

Mark’s cock made an involuntary twitch which was once again caught by Vaishnavi. Still holding her breasts with one arm, new bra in the other, she smirked. “Hmm... guess you like the no bra look even better then...”

The torture was unreal. It went for another 5-10 minutes with Vaishnavi trying on different colour bras, some with different styles. After putting a new one on each time, she would judge not only his reaction but the reaction he’s hard dick would make.

Standing back in her original lacy blue bra and panties set, Vaishnavi thanked him for helping her out.

Before he was about to be asked to leave, Mark thought it would be the right time to ask her for a favour himself. Something to send him home satisfied too and not as sexually frustrated.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 37

“Hey Vaishnavi...” Mark said, working out how to word this.

“What’s up love?”

“Since I helped you out and I’m sitting here like this... Maybe I could get something back in return?” he proposed.

Vaishnavi seductively walked closer to him in just her dark blue bra and undies. She got up real close to him, her impressive near nude figure looked imposing. It did three things to Mark, make him feel intimidated, horny and rock hard.

“What exactly do you want in return there Mark? These?” she whispered, referring to her breasts.

Vaishnavi stood in front of him, grabbing those juicy breasts from the outside of her bra. Mark just nodded his head quickly, wanting to see her take off the bra for good.

Without another word, Vaishnavi did another 180, her back once again facing Mark. She reached behind her and slowly unclipped her bra. Vaishnavi slipped her arms out of the straps, releasing the bra and holding up a single arm to cover her boobs.

Vaishnavi returned to face him, her cleavage looking great once again. She kept eye contact with Mark, smirking at him. Her arm blocking the full view of her tits.

“Let’s see how you handle these babies.”

She then removed her arm standing there completely topless, her boobs slightly bouncing as she moved her arm. They were the perfect round shape with the right amount of droop. Her pinkish like nipples pushed out comfortably on top. They too looked like just the right size. Standing to attention, Mark began to lick his lips.

While he took in the view, Vaishnavi moved forward once again, resting her hands on his thighs and giving him an even closer view of her breasts.

“All the favours you could have asked, you just went with seeing my titties?”

Mark stuttered trying to find a reply. He didn’t even suggest it, she did.

“Well maybe we can uhhh do more... umm you could suck me off?”

Vaishnavi just smirked more at him, moving one of her hands closer to his crotch. Very slowly scraping her nails closer to his manhood.

“Hmm I don’t know about that... I’ve already returned the favour, we can’t get too greedy now, can we?” she teased.

Fuck. She really knew what she was doing. Vaishnavi loved to tease and confuse guys as much as she could. The same was being done right now to Mark.

Vaishnavi moved her right hand to his boner. She gave it the lightest touch, very very carefully scraping a nail over it. The touch made him jump in his position on the bed.

“Please Vaishnavi, I would do anything just to feel your hands wanking me.”

Mark was handling this poorly, now begging for the feel of her warm soft touch. It was playing right into her hands, this is the sort of thing she did to weak minded boys.

“Mmmm... You really think you could handle it?” she said, using her fingers a little more. The light scrap of her nails turned to touch of her fingertips. Briefly touching his hard erection. Mark nodded at her question, hoping she would continue.

All the while, her bare breasts sat just inches from his face. Those nipples were now completely hard, she was getting off on her own teasing. He thought about reaching his tongue out and licking those nipples or even just a part of her soft tanned cleavage that sat in front of him. Mark restrained himself, not wanting to risk ending things.

Vaishnavi’s fingertip touches then turned to a full on grab. “urghhh yeah,” moaned Mark as her hand reached around his length to hold it firmly in her hand.

Whispering in his ear, Vaishnavi continued to tease before she would start to give him hand, “Mmm this cock looks so tasty, I think I might have a bit of fun with this thing.”

Her words couldn’t turn him on more if she tried. Mark was about to be wanked off by one of the hottest girls on campus. The mother fucking cocktease.

Before Vaishnavi could start, the door came flying open.

Her roommate Tara appeared, distrusting everything.

Great.

“Vaishnavi, get your clothes on, I need you help. Pronto,” she said swiftly, barely taking much notice of the erotic situation in front of her.

Vaishnavi let go off his cock and stood up in front of him. “Sorry hun, maybe next time,” she said standing in front of him topless before asking him to leave.

You’ve got to be kidding me, Mark thought to himself.

The two got changed and before he knew it, his ass was out of the room and heading back to his dorm.

Mark went straight to his bed where he finished himself off in less than a minute thinking about Vaishnavi’s body and her soft touch against the skin of his penis.

That fucking tease got away with it.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 39

Thankfully for the true football fans out there, the second half was a much more eventful half with the game going down to the wire.

Late in the last quarter, the score was 25 to 21, the Bulldogs offence with the ball. The crowd was screaming at every play.

“You think we’ve got this?” Mark asked his buddy Daniel.

“Got what?”

“The game Daniel, do you think we can hold the lead?” laughed Mark.

“Ohhh yeah sure, why not.”

Mark wasn’t the biggest football fan but Daniel really had no clue what was going on. Looking at the clock, there wasn’t long to go at all, the bulldogs may be forced to go for a Hail Ananya.

The opposing quarterback had the ball, he shuffled back before launching a massive pass. It felt like it was up in the air for ages. The ball sailed further and further to the touchdown area. A few players jumped at the ball, a player in blue held onto the catch and made it across the touchdown line.

The Bulldogs had done it, the final score 25 to 27.

The majority of the stadium echoed with boos and loud groaning. The Bulldogs players on the ground were going nuts, jumping on each other, their supporters in the stadium just as loud.

Game over. The Eagles fans stood in the stands, upset from the result. Mark and Daniel were about to leave before they were stopped by a couple of girls.

It was Disha and Sara, two blonde female roommates from West Hall.

“Hey guys, shame about that finish,” said Disha.

“It’s going to be such a shit vibe on campus tonight,” added Sara.

“We can still party tonight though can’t we? It’s Saturday after all,” said Daniel.

“Umm hell yeah!” Disha replied, “We were going to check out the courtyards, see if they’re going to get a bonfire going.”

Daniel agreed, but Mark couldn’t, “Sorry guys, I’m catching up with a couple of people for dinner tonight.”

Mark had already made plans with Mrunal and Matt to meet them at the campus food court for a light dinner before all the drinking activities kicked off.

“I’ll see you guys around though!” he said before making his way out of the arena.

It was around 6:30pm by the time they met up at the food court. Mrunal looked great in pair of jeans short shorts and a red college football t-shirt. She had dark hair curled for a change with plenty of make up done.

“We should have never lost that match today,” she said, biting into a McDonalds McChicken burger.

Matt sat next to her, smashing down a Big Mac.

“Babe, you might want to slow down with that.”

As soon as she said that, Matt spilled drops of Big Mac sauce over himself. “Fuck sake, Cass, can you grab me some napkins.”

Mrunal tolled her eyes before getting out of her seat to go grab some napkins.

“Oh great,” mumbled Matt as he noticed a few senior boys from Westmere walking into the McDonald’s section of the foot court, “Fucking hate those upper class bastards.”

As Mrunal made her way back to the booth, one of the big guys in the group of Westmere seniors slapped her on the ass while walking pass.

It took her by surprise, she sat back down in shock.

“What? What happened?” asked Matt who had missed the scene.

“That Westmere guy just slapped by fucking ass.”

For a second it looked like Matt was going to get up and confront him but as he eyed off the senior that had done it, he just sat there and took another bite of his burger.

“Maybe it was an accident.”

Mrunal looked at him in even more shock, “An accident?! You’re defending him? Instead of saying something to him?”

“I’m not defending him, I’m just saying maybe he didn’t mean it,” he replied, trying to avoid any confrontation.

Mrunal just stared blankly at him, her mouth wide open. She couldn’t believe that he wasn’t going to defend him.

Losing her appetite, she sat there pissed off, staring at the table.

Mark had seen the incident and he knew that the guy had definitely slapped her butt. He wanted to stand up to them, he felt terrible that Mrunal had to deal with that.

But looking over at the booth of the Westmere senior boys, he felt immediately intimidated. They could easily kick his ass if they wanted to.

Mark put his meal aside as he debated what to do, confront the Westmere seniors or leave it alone and let this be a relationship problem between Matt and Mrunal.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 40

Fuck it. Mrunal was Mark’s friend. She may be a little bit bossy or whiny at times but she deserve to be treated like that by random guys who treated women like crap.

Without even saying anything to Matt or Mrunal, Mark got out of his seat and walked towards the booth of Westmere seniors.

Standing at the front of their booth, he almost lost his nerve, there was four of them and they were all much bigger than him.

“What the fuck do you want cunt?” said one of them, a dark haired guy with a full set of facial hair.

“I saw what happened before. I saw that you slapped my friend’s ass back there.” he said, turning his eye contact on the big blonde guy to the left.

He slightly chuckled, “Yeah whatever dude, get out of here.”

Mark wasn’t going to take that as an answer, “No, I think you should apologise to her. You can’t just walk around and treat girls as if they’re below you or something.

The blonde guy stood up from his seat, holding his drink in his hand. Mark was looking right up at him, the Westmere guy dressed in a light blue college jacket was much taller than him.

“I made myself clear, get the fuck out of here,” he said, opening the lid of his drink and pouring the coke on Mark’s head.

This spurred on Mrunal to make a move herself, watching on, she started to run towards their booth, “Oh fuck you!!”

Mrunal launched her own drink at the Westmere bully. Her lemonade splashed him right in the face and the college jacket.

“You fucking bitch!! Dirty fucking whore!” he yelled back, wiping lemonade from his now soaked face.

The scene was about to erupt, the other three Westmere boys got out of their booth, two of them grabbing Mark and pinning him to the ground. Another pulling Matt out of his seat and forcing him to the ground. The leader of the group grabbed Mrunal himself, picking her up like a rag doll, carrying her away

“Come on boys! Get those two pansies and bring them outside!” he yelled, carrying Mrunal out as if she was a feather.

They clearly weren’t afraid of making a scene, the employees inside and other students having dinner not willing to do anything to interfere.

Once outside and around the corner, the four Westmere college seniors surrounded Mark, Mrunal and Matt, their backs against the wall.

“What should we do with these fuckers Luke?” asked one of them.

Luke, the leader of the pack, used a hand to rub the side of Mrunal’s face. She slapped the hand away while the four seniors chuckled.

“Mmm I like that she’s got a little fight to her, I might take her myself tonight and you boys can teach the other two pussies here a lesson or two about treating Westmere guys,” Luke said.

Mrunal gathered up as much saliva as she could before spitting a massive load straight at his face.

The other Westmere seniors were about to step in and have a go at the brunette but Luke stopped them, he had big plans for Mrunal and the more she disobeyed now, the worst that things would turn out for her.

“You’re more into spitting that swallowing huh?”

“One day you’ll be behind bars. You’re nothing but a fucking filthy disgusting misogynistic pig.”

Luke just looked her in the eye and smirked at her, “Nice language slut. Let’s see if your mouth can suck dick as well as it can talk smack.”

Things were looking terrible. However, before things escalated, some friendly faces were here to save the day. Out of nowhere, Paul, the male RA of East Hall had Luke by the neck and was pulling his body weight down.

The weight of Luke was a lot to handle so Paul knew that it would hurt him but it was a risk he was more than willing to take to save the three.

Paul got Luke to the ground while four of his mates started wrestling with the other Westmere bastards.

This gave the three an opportunity to fight back too. Mark and Matt tried helping to hold down the Westmere boys.

Mrunal saw Luke on the ground being held down by Paul. She saw the opportunity, his groin with no protection. She lined her foot up and swiftly kicked him in the balls.

“ARGHHH FUCK!”

By the end of the scuffle, two of the Westmere boys got away, running off.

However, Luke and one other senior we’re on the ground caught. They finally stopped resisting while they knew they were done. They were held to the ground while more came over to the scene to make sure they couldn’t get away.

“You kids alright?” Paul asked the three.

They nodded, quite shaken up from the whole experience.

“Good, why don’t you guys get out of here, we’ll take care of these morons.”

The three thanked Paul for his help and they moved on their way, hoping not to run into anymore Westmere dickheads.

“Great going Mark, I said we should ignore them, you almost got us bloody murdered,” Matt said on the walk back.

Mrunal interrupted him sharply, “Excuse me.”

“Mark actually stood up for me tonight and tried to defend me. What did you do? Huh? Nothing. You just sat there.”

She then stormed off, walking away faster, Matt gave Mark a bit of a pissed off look before chasing after her.

Mark walked away by himself, feeling proud for standing up for what was right. Maybe there was something else he could do tonight.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 41

Walking back in the direction of the the East Hall, Mark noticed that there were plenty of other Westmere students that were still hanging around from after the game.

“Wankers,” he muttered to himself as he walked past a group of them that were chanting on our school grounds.

Mark made his way to the south wing where there was another party taking place. Tonight was a bit different, usually the place would be buzzing but after the heartbreaking football loss, many students didn’t have much to celebrate. A lot of people were even having a quite one in to avoid Westmere students or were out, just with a lot less energy than usual.

Before he entered the dance floor, Mark noticed a fair few students from both schools around the back of the South Wing. He planned on ignoring them and just walking past until he saw that Sreeleela was in the middle of the group.

As he approached closer, he could tell she was arguing with someone. The closer he got, he realised who it was.

Trisha. The cute brown hair girl from Westmere that he ran into earlier at the football.

They looked to be in a pretty heated argument. Around them were 5 to 6 students from each school. Mark joined the pack to listen in.

“I don’t care where you’re from, we don’t go around your campus trashing your property so don’t do it to ours,” Sreeleela was yelling.

“Yeah you’ve said that ten times already, nobody cares.”

It was quite intense. Trisha and her female Westmere friends must have been drinking on campus and have trashed a few things on campus.

Mark watched on as the argument constantly continued to shift. Eventually Trisha had somehow changed the conversation into how she was a way better dancer than Sreeleela.

“I bet you wouldn’t even know how to grind on a guy, your lanky body wouldn’t know what to do.”

“I think you’d find that guys would much rather my ass be rubbing against them then whatever you can offer,” she hit back at her.

“Why don’t you put that to the test then,” said a blonde girl from Westmere who put her arm on Trisha’s shoulder.

The blonde had on a very short checkered skirt and a long white sleeve college shirt.

“Fine, there’s a dance floor inside,” replied Sreeleela, “Ethan here can judge.”

“Ummm no way, that would be such an unfair advantage for you, he won’t be honest. Trisha wouldn’t stand a chance,” the blonde said.

Suddenly Trisha noticed him in the crowd.

“Him,” she said, pointing at Mark, everyone turned to look at him, Sreeleela smiled, she figured that Mark as a friend would definitley give her the win.

“I’ll allow him to judge.”

“Fine by me, let’s hit the dance floor.”

Mark wasn’t 100% sure why she was so confident about having him as the judge. Maybe it was the fact that she could tell that Mark was attracted to her when they met at the game, Little did she know that Mark had been crushing on Sreeleela since the moment he arrived on campus.

“Glad you made an appearance at the right time,” Sreeleela whispered to him smiling as the whole group made their way into the dance floor.

Sreeleela was dressed in in a tight black dress that pushed her big booty out. He wondered how she was out in that, it would be doing nothing to keep her warm.

Once inside the south wing, they made their way to the set up dance floor. If the Bulldogs hadn’t have won today, this place would have been packed wall to wall. Instead, there weren’t many dancing, just a few people here and there and a small crowd around the bar.

Once inside, he felt two soft hands on his shoulders, behind him stood the blonde from Westmere, Trisha’s close friend.

“Judge Trisha as the winner and we’ll make it worth your while,”

The blonde’s words were pretty clear. Mark suddenly felt a lot of pressure, he looked over at Trisha, now on the edge of dance floor, she gave him a smirk.

Yep, she was certainly in on what her blonde friend had just told him.

Mark joined both Trisha and Sreeleela on the dance floor. On appearance, Sreeleela took some early points. Her sexy little black dress was doing more for Mark than the white short shorts and light blue tube top of Trisha.

“So how are we gonna do this?” he asked.

“One song each. We get one song to impress you, anyway we want to,” said Trisha laying out the rules.

Sreeleela and Mark both nodded agreeing.

A Rolling Stones classic began to play by the DJ. “My turn first,” said Trisha, pushing Sreeleela off the dance floor and beginning to circle Mark.

Start me up by the Rolling Stones was a **censored** favourite of Mark’s so he was already enjoying where this was going.

Trisha circled him like prey, rubbing a single finger along his body. She had a slightly different look from earlier today, her pigtails were gone and her hair was now completely down. It looked slightly messy, she moved it back with one hand making quite a sexy viewing.

Getting into the music, Trisha began to shift her body against his, pressing her ass against his crotch. She used this position to grind in a circular motion.

Mark couldn’t lie, he was getting seriously turned on. He focused hard on not popping a boner right here in front of everyone.

The Westmere beauty eventually turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in tightly. She moved her face close to him, it was almost like she was about to kiss him.

Instead a whisper, “So Sam told you what we’d do to you tonight if you let me win?”

“Not exactly, maybe you could elaborate?”

She shook her head, rubbing her nose on his, “Let me win and then you can find out for yourself.”

Trisha then moved back to grinding on his body again, constantly playing with her hair.

She had such similarities to Sreeleela, that cute but sexy face, their nice booty’s and a killer determination.

By the end of the song, one girl replaced the other. Sreeleela was quick to take Mark in, dancing very close to him, not wanting to leave any space between the two.

The next song another classic, 1999 by Prince. Mark remembered having conversations with Sreeleela about her favourite music. He recalled her saying how devastated she was when Prince passed.

Now she was grinding on a guy to a Prince classic, just to beat a girl from Westmere.

Mark had been checking her ass out for weeks now. The feeling of it backing up against his crotch was indescribable. He couldn’t help but use his hands to hold her hips as she backed up on him further.

The things he would do to hike up her dress and start banging her right there and then.

Sensing that he was enjoying it, Sreeleela didn’t feel the need to try too much else in the duration of the song, she continued grinding on his lap. At times she would be up straight, using a hand behind her to grab hold of the back of his head, forcing the two to be closer.

At the end of the song, she slowly moved off at him, giving him a little smirk and a subtle wink.

He followed her off stage and over to the girls.

“Time to make your decision, who was the better dancer?”

Mark was stumped.

On one side he had Sreeleela in that sexy black dress. Her ass had him really going and with everything they’ve gone through so far, he wanted to do right by her friend. Even if nothing would ever eventuate with them, he adored Sreeleela and would never want to disappoint her.

On his other side, there stood Trisha with her blonde friend Eve just behind her. They both smirked at him. He barely knew either of them but he sensed a potential threesome coming his way if he picked them. They were also from a completely different college and it was unlikely he would ever really see them again if he picked Sreeleela.

He didn’t know what to do, play the long game with Sreeleela or let his dick make the decision and pick the two sluts from Westmere.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 42

Mark didn’t want to say no to Sreeleela, he really didn’t. But what could he do here, the two Westmere girls were virtually offering themselves up for him if he picked them.

Tonight, Mark’s dick was in control of his thoughts, it would decide what he would do.

“I’m so so sorry Sreeleela but I’m going to pick Trisha.”

Sreeleela stood there in a look of absolute shock. She would never have expected Mark to pick a girl from a completely different college that he barely knew over her.

Both Trisha and Eve smirked, watching Sreeleela’s reaction.

“That’s cool, have fun then,” said Sreeleela still confused at the result.

She walked off with a few of her friends, heading upstairs of the south west wing. It stung a little watching her walk away. Mark had put a lot of time and effort into getting to know her and he was definitely concerned that he wouldn’t be able to keep their relationship going after this.

His worry about Sreeleela was short lived as the two Westmere girls in front of him got his attention back.

“Now then, maybe you should show us your dorms,” said Trisha smiling.

“Yeah uhh yeah, come with me.”

With the excitement with what was about to happen, Mark led the girls quickly to his own dorm room.

He wasn’t too fussed about getting to know either of them much. Just watching Sam’s short skirt flap around in the night wind was enough for him to know he made a good call here. Her blonde hair was tied in a nice ponytail, she looked just as appealing as Trisha.

They reached his dorm room after the short walk only to hear a bunch of screaming coming from inside.

“Fuck,” he muttered to himself realising that Mrunal and Matt were inside arguing over what happened earlier.

“What is it?” asked Trisha.

“My roommate and his girlfriend, they’re having an argument, it might be hard to get them out.”

“We’ll handle this,” she replied.

He wasn’t sure about this, he knew from previous experience that Matt wasn’t willing to give up the room for Mark when he brought chicks over.

Mark opened up the door to see Mrunal in tears on Matt’s bed while he paced around the room, continuing the argument.

“Oh come on, not now,” he said as Mark appeared at the door with his two Westmere friends.

Sam was the first to walk inside, “Sorry kids, out you go.”

“Excuse me!” said Mrunal stunned at her audacity.

“That’s your boyfriend yeah?” she asked her.

Mrunal nodded. Sam then took everyone by surprise by pulling off her white long sleeve college top, leaving her in just a dark skirt and black bra.

“What the fuck are you doing?” exclaimed Mrunal.

“Well if you don’t want your boyfriend seeing anymore then I suggest you’s get moving.”

Mrunal was shocked with her boldness but she wasn’t in the mood to argue with another person and certainly didn’t want Matt ogling at another girl. The couple left the room to head to Mrunal’s dorm instead.

The girls laughed at Sam’s success as they made themselves at home, “She’s great like that, isn’t she?” Trisha said.

“Oh wow, you look far too over dressed Mark,” Sam said as the two girls began undressing his body.

They were super quick, in a matter of seconds, he was completely naked except for his pair of white socks. Throwing him in the bed, Mark thought he was about to get immediate action.

Unfortunately they had ideas about teasing him before anything would happen. They sat on the side of the bed, running their fingers over his body, talking about their own selves.

Mark’s hard cock twitched as he listened to the pair describe previous sexual experiences and some interesting fetishes.

“We both have this thing where we love to wrestle nude guys, sitting on their face, you know, that sort of thing,” explained Sam.

Mark started to realise where this was going.

“What about you Mark? Every wrestled a couple of girls before? Naked of course,” added Trisha.

“Uhhh I cant say I have,” he replied.

The girls smirked at each other, “Great, you’ll love it,” said Trisha.

“Wait I don’t know about wrestling, maybe we could do something else,” he said, trying to point the girls in the direction of the threesome he was dying for.

“Aw poor boy’s afraid to get his ass kicked by a couple of girls,” Sam mocked him.

“No I’m not, I could beat either of you,” he blurted out, not wanting to look like a wimp.

“I can’t wait to see that. Which one of us do you want to take on then.”