Sharon Goes Back to School Ch. 11

As he slid easily into her sex, Sharon realized that whoever was buried in her ass, they were big. and they were being gentle, simply holding still and supporting her.

"Tom?" she murmured, and turned her head to look over her shoulder. She giggled, amazing herself again that drunk and sloppy from fucking she recognized the big offensive lineman. "Mmm, you're so nice," she murmured as the guy using her puss found his rhythm, "Nice and gentle but big... God I like that..."

She was still moving at least, when the light of sunrise hit the windows of the Frat.

"Sorry, gang, but our demons have to get home now," the voice chuckled over the speakers, "Be sure and tip your hostesses," he teased, "They're here to help you out. Just imagine what they'll do when you come back from a bowl game with a win."

Sharon sighed, dimly aware the night was almost over. She smiled, thinking she was back where it'd started... Verel was thrusting into her steadily. He was maybe bigger than Tom but he wasn't as gentle, seemed more focused... almost too focused for her to enjoy herself. She shivered, then giggled at the lie she'd just told... she was still enjoying herself, cumming with most of the guys as they used her. She knew she'd be tired when it was over, but that was OK... they'd take care of her. She imagined all the cum she'd taken in the last 8 hours or so, and was glad for the IUD; she wondered if the doctor had told them about it... Before that night they'd been very careful about using protection, hadn't they? She shivered and moaned as Verel shifted, bringing the moving upper edge of his big cock against her clit. She cinched her ankles around his ass, playfully spurring him on.

"Don't you dare listen to that voice," she murmured, "It's not over until we get off." Verel smiled down at her,

"Damn but you're a hot chick." She giggled.

"Only for you, baby... Only for my ZB Brothers." His breathing was labored. He'd lost his rhythm... she knew he was going to cum.

"Then you'd better cum, baby bitch," Verel grunted, "Cause I'm going to..." He sighed as he cut loose on the next stroke. Sharon let her legs fall wide, the additional pressure it put forcing her clit harder against his spasming cock proving enough to get her off. It seemed to sap the last of her energy. As Verel stood up, cock glistening with mingled jism and spoog, Sharon snored quietly, legs akimbo, costume and skin liberally smeared with jism...

Next... Chapter 12: Stripping Glory