Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ï>¿Co-Ed by UnpublishedEroticaWriter A college student works his way through a girl's dorm. Chapter 1 An Unusual Circumstance Edward had finally been accepted into the college of his dreams. Although, under an unusual circumstance. College classes were just starting so no one had a chance to choose their roommate yet. When he approached the girl's dorm he received surprised and flirtatious glances from all the cute college girls he passed. "Are you lost, handsome?" A gorgeous girl with curly red hair asked with titillation. He shook his head no. She approached until she was blocking his path."You here to see some lucky girl?" she followed up. "Truth be told, the guy's dorm is full and there is only space in the woman's dorm," he explained. He lifted his gym bag while gesturing down at his wheeled suitcase for emphasis. "For real? We've never had Co-Ed dorms before. Can I see the application?" she requested in curiosity. He put down his bag before reaching into his jeans pocket to pull out a letter. He handed it to her and she gave it a quick scan. She made a huge sigh. "Not my room," she intoned, disappointed. She handed it back when a new dirty idea popped into her head. "Maybe when you get settled in you can get settled IN," she suggested in a seductive voice. "I...have to get going. I've had a long and hard..." he blurted out in nervousness. She took a peek down at his huge feet. "Dick?" she guessed. "Drive here," he finished. "But it was nice meeting you..." He lingered for her name being polite. "Cassie," she introduced herself. "What's your name?" she inquired letting him rush past her. "Edward," he responded. "I like to know the name of the guy I'll be riding tonight," she schemed. He breathed a sigh of relief when he closed the giant entry door to the girl's dorm behind him. "Down, boy, down," he scowled at his aroused dick. 'I can't show up at my new roommate's place with a half-chub,' he reprimanded himself. 'Think about baseball, cars, or old people naked. That last one did it,' he boosted with his self-discipline. With the situation under control, he viewed the transfer letter. '209,' the letter read. Moving into the elevator, he pressed 2. The second he exited he saw the first door number was 209. "Oh, what a lucky break," he reacted feeling fortunate. With a light touch, he knocked on the door. Chapter 2 Papers, Please A shocked but cute, petite, short-haired brunette answered. "You are a guy!" she exclaimed, flabbergasted. "Last time I checked," he replied light-hearted. 'A hot, muscular guy at that,' she thought. "When I saw the name 'Eddie' on the new roommate transfer I thought you would be a girl," she claimed. "Let me see the paper," she spoke with doubt. "My friends call me Eddie. But if it makes you feel any better, you can call me Ed or Edward," he offered. She scanned the document, only half-listening to Edward. His name, the move-in date, the Dorm name Emelia's Women Dorm for exceptional young women... "Wait a minute," she paused. She made a sniffing noise. "Is that perfume?" she judged with suspicion. "Oh, right, a redhead I passed didn't believe it either. She wanted me to pull it out so she had a chance to see it," he recalled. She gave him a questioning look. "The Room Transfer Order," he clarified with a chuckle. "She was let down when she saw it wasn't her room," he added, sounding smug. "Cassie," she spat with venom. "You know her?" he marveled. "Just one redhead that is as forward as that. It's not unusual to find guys that have been fucked senseless in a secluded place around here," she disparaged. "While she grins like a loon for the rest of the day," she retorted in contempt. "You are lucky you escaped," she assured him. "Speaking of names, I never got yours," he segued. "Hayley," she responded pleased. She reached out to shake his hand causing him to drop his luggage by the empty bed. He gave her a firm handshake. "That's quite a strong grip you have there," she winced. "Oh, sorry," he voiced his apology while letting go of her hand. "It's alright. Some girls like it rough," she broadcasted without thinking. Her face ripened to a bright red with embarrassment. Chapter 3 Ground Rules "This requires some ground rules," she spouted, eager to change the subject. "When I'm changing clothes I expect you to be a gentleman by turning away. I don't want you staring at my boobs," she mandated. At the mention of her breasts, he was unable to help but focus on them. They were of medium size with nice pepperoni-sized nipples revealing themselves from under her white college T-shirt. "No bra? Laundry day?" he teased. "I believed you were a girl. I didn't think I needed one," she justified. She was about to cover her mounds when she figured he already had a good look. "Eyes up here," she grumbled, irritated. His gaze returned to her face as he waited for her to continue. But her mind was elsewhere. 'Imagine his lustful eyes spying on my body when I'm undressing,' she envisioned. She felt a tingling sensation and realized the idea excited her. "Well, the same goes for you," he interrupted her daydreaming. "Huh?" she uttered, waking from her stupor. "I don't want you ogling my package when I'm redressing," he dictated. "Your package?" she repeated, dumbfounded. Compelled by instinct, she checked out his crotch. 'Wow. Even unerect I can see the bulging outline through his pants.' She was in awe. "Eyes up here," he parroted her own words back at her. "Ok, I don't want you coming home drunk and horny and trying to sneak into my bed," she countered. "Likewise," he challenged. She grew indignant about such a concept. "If I bring a guy home, I want you to face the wall when we are having sex. And no, you can't have sloppy seconds," she decreed. He made a disgusted face at the idea of having 'leftovers'. "Alright, if I bring a girl or TWO back, I also demand you look the other way. Don't even think about joining us. It's gonna be a long night," he testified. The insinuation that she was some kinda sex fiend irked her. Yet, Ed was insulted that he'd be anything but a gentleman frustrated him. The argument left her feeling heated up but not in anger. But she hid it behind anger. She had to use all her willpower to stop herself from tackling him onto the bed and start tearing his clothes in a passion-filled frenzy. If she became any wetter, her juices would start to dribble down her shorts. But that would prove his point. She kept her arousal secret. 'I'll be damned before I let him know my urges for him,' she contemplated in indignation. Only his constricting jeans helped conceal his hardened penis. The same fantasy ran through his mind. However, he was a man of honor. That would prove her point. They scowled at one another. Neither was willing to give in. Seconds later, there was a soft knock on their door. Chapter 4 Helping Hand An attractive, tall girl with golden long hair popped her head in. "Brooke," she expressed with joy. She waved for her friend to come in. Brooke was wearing a short mini-skirt and top. She took a long inspection of Ed. "For me?" she tantalized. Brooke noticed his futile attempt to hide his erection. She distinguished that her friend also appeared turned on. "This is my new roommate, Ed," Hayley introduced, seeming rather curt. He gave her a polite wave while she stood beside her friend. "You've known me since high school. Can you please tell this man I'd never sneak into his bed at night," Hayley griped, hoping for support. "Why Not? I would," Brooke dissented. Hayley frowned at her. "I would never watch her undress," he bemoaned. Brooke moved up behind Hayley. Her arms circled her friend's chest. With vigor, she squeezed her friend's tits. "You'd be missing out. I've seen her boobs. They are gorgeous. Come give them a grope," Brooke invited. "Stop goofing around," Hayley compelled. She released her friend's bosom. "Just like I assumed. Her nipples are rock hard and her body is burning up," Brooke's belief was correct. The sexual tension was overwhelming. She had overheard the argument when she was just outside. "So she won't act because she wishes to show she is a good girl and he won't act because he is principled. However, I'm not trying to pretend to be either," she schemed. "I bet you had an exhausting trip here," Brooke presumed. "It was several miles," he consented. Without a Care, she pushed his suitcase and gym bag into a corner. They were mere obstacles in her way. "We'll worry about those later," she predicated. With a gentle touch, she pushed him back into a sitting position on his bed. Hayley watched her friend with puzzlement. Brooke kneeled in front of him. "I bet your feet need to 'breathe' after such a journey," Brooke speculated. She went ahead untying his shoelaces. He too was perplexed by her motives. Yet, he made no move to halt her. Chapter 5 Taking the Initiative "So tell me... do you have a girlfriend?" she pried. "Not anymore. We broke up right-" "That's too bad," she interrupted with false sincerity. "Do you want to fuck my friend? She wants to fuck you," Brooke announced being blunt. His obscured dick rose a little like it was saying yes. "I do not!" Hayley contradicted. "Do you want to fuck me?" Brooke enticed. His dick once more answered for him with the slightest movement under his jeans. Tossing his last sock aside she proceeded with her devious plan. "I bet your legs need to 'breathe' too," she attested. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans, shocking them both. With aggression, Brooke attempted to pull off his pants but Ed wasn't aiding her. "Give me your jeans," Brooke growled. Knowing she meant business, he assisted her. Removing the last pant leg, it too was tossed aside. Now, his enormous erection was clear from beneath his boxers. "The final barrier," Brooke gloated. "I bet your cock needs to 'breathe" too," she persisted. Not giving him a chance to protest, she yanked down his boxers to his knees. His dick popped up and pointed at the ceiling. "Oh, no!" Brooke feigned worry. Hayley immediately rushed over with concern. There she saw it, pulsing with life. She covered her mouth in amazement. "The poor fella must have been suffocating in there," she fabricated. "Even the balls are blue," Brooke lied. "I don't have blue balls," he objected. "I better give it mouth to mouth," she rationalized. "You wouldn't dare," Hayley condemned, incredulous. She wrapped both hands around the base of his cock. With one steady movement, she engulfed his member. She was only able to get him halfway in before it hit the back of her throat. She 'mmm'ed' while bobbling up and down on him. Ed lifted his head skyward entering pure ecstasy. Her tongue and lips work as one. She took her time licking the frenulum, the area underneath the head to great effect. It was the most sensitive part of the penis. She felt him strain, reassuring her she was giving the desired effect. Hayley observed in disbelief. She knew her friend was slutty, but to do this in her presence was a different thing. Minutes passed during which Brooke soaked up his dick with saliva. At one point she stopped sucking and swiveled her body to address her friend. She made the hand gesture like she was showing off a prize at a game show. "Want some? It's tasty," Brooke proposed. Hayley's response was to shake her head feeling numb. "Don't stop," Edward begged. Brooke simply shrugged and went back to giving head. "A few more minutes of this till I switch to phase two," Brooke plotted. She ran her hand under her miniskirt to touch the wetness building there. "Ready for Phase 2. She had her chance," she concurred. Chapter 6 Phase Two At last, she withdrew and rose to her feet. "Do you know why I wear mini-skirts?" she asked being rhetorical. He shook his head no. She reached under her dress and pulled her underwear to the side. "Easy access," she revealed pervertedly. Hayley had reached her boiling point. This had gone on long enough. Forceful, but in a gentle way, she pushed Brooke to the side. Hayley now stood completely nude before him. Right after Brooke offered Hayley his cock, she had secretly started to strip. "If anyone is gonna fuck my roommate, it's gonna be me!" Hayley commanded. "Well, it looks like my work is done," Brooke victoriously gloated. "Time to go back to my room, mount my dildo to the wall and fuck myself silly," Brooke publicized. She was headed to the door when Hayley snatched her arm. "You are not going anywhere. You will sit in that chair and watch us the way you had me watch you," Hayley coerced. She leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Plus, I don't know if I can handle that monster on my own," she humblingly confessed. Brooke pouted but obeyed her order. "Can I at least masturbate?" Brooke hoped. "As I could prevent it," Hayley scoffed. Satisfied, she spun around fixating on Ed. With a few strides, she towered over him. Now, with an unobstructed view, he had to agree she did have some gorgeous melons. "I think I'll just squat down on his lap, so I can bounce halfway down on his dick and keep an eye on Brooke so she doesn't sneak out," Hayley decided. She spun around once more. This time giving Edward an eye-full of Hayley's tight little ass. His dick bounced up in approval. "Hold that thing still," Hayley complained. She reached back with her hand, taking hold of the bottom half of the shaft, and she lowered herself towards it. Even with Brooke's spit and her dampness, the head wouldn't fit in. She was incredibly tight. "Let me help you," Edward prompted. His hands took hold of the side of her pussy lips and pried them apart. Finally, it slid into her. With every inch that sunk in, her mouth opened wider like she was about to sing. Chapter 7 Team Effort 'FUCK! He's gonna split me in half,' Hayley exaggerated. "OK, that's far enough," Hayley verified. "But you still have a few more inches to go," Brooke encouraged. "He is so deep in me already, I can taste his cock," Hayley said being hyperbolic. She glanced over at Brooke in the chair. She was astonished to see her already nude and rubbing her clit. In a bending lap dance stance, Hayley reluctantly lowered herself submerging him further on his dick. She dared not to go further than halfway in. His width alone was spreading her opening apart. "Well, if you are not gonna go deeper, at least go faster. I wanna see you cummimg all over that beast," Brooke roused. As she became more used to it, she eventually sped up. Just like Brooke predicted, she was soon cumming all over his cock and moaning loudly. 15 minutes elapsed and Hayley's legs (not to mention her twat) were getting pretty sore. She scanned her friend Brooke who has still fingering herself. Her fingers were up to their knuckles inside her beaver. "She'll be fisting herself in another minute," Hayley presumed. "I believe she has suffered long enough," she judged. Hayley slipped his schlong out of her while rising. "Ok, Brooke. Your turn. I even made it more slippery for you," she invited. "About time," Brooke grumbled. "Let me show you how a real woman rides a cock," Brooke jeered her friend. Hayley rolled her eyes at her friend. "I'm going to take it all in," she promised. "Oh, really?" Hayley said distrustfully. Without hesitation, Brooke strode over to Edward. She pushed him further back on his bed so she had space to climb up. Once on the mattress, she advanced on her knees, towards his towering phallus. "Watch closely, little girl," Brooke teased. She pressed her body up against Edward, with her hips hovering over his pecker. Hayley kneeled on the carpet downwind of Brooke to get a good view. She folded her legs while descending. Her muff parted effortlessly, enveloping his head. Hayley's eyes went wide witnessing her friend easily go past the halfway point. She groaned lightly when she reached the bottom. "How did you do that?" Hayley gasped amazed. "My waist is lengthier. So my uterus is longer," she attested. "How did you know it would fit?" Hayley investigated. "I've had larger ones in me," she mentioned with a shrug. Now, in the face-off sex position, she glimpsed back at Hayley. "It's your turn to watch us and finger yourself in the chair," Brooke conscripted. "Oh, no. My slit is aching," Hayley disputed. "I think I'll just rest for a time," Hayley settled on this course of action. She wobbled to her bed and collapsed. She was asleep in seconds. Chapter 8 Going for a Ride "But... you said we'd do this together," Brooke construed feeling dejected. "Do what together?" Ed quizzed puzzled. "Fuck you senseless, obviously," she jeered him. "Well, if you don't think you can do this by yourself I under-," he began sympathetically. "Shut up," Brooke spouted defensively. She didn't need or want his pity. She would ride him all night if she had to. "Do you know why they call me Brooke? Because I'm always wet," she bragged seductively. "Let me show you," Brooke asserted alluringly. She rotated her hips on his cock letting him explore within. His deep exhale brightened her day. After minutes of this, she proceeded to grind against his member. In no time at all, they were both making animalistic noises. After climaxing hard, she gave herself a breather. She looked down into his eyes to check that he was paying attention. "I did this all for Hayley. When I came in I sensed the sexual tension in the air. It was clear as day. But I know she was too much of a prude to do anything about it. It was the main reason that she hasn't had sex in a month. So I choose to edge her in the right direction by seducing you," she confided. "I'm not sure if that makes you the world's greatest friend or the worst," he noted conflicted. This earned him a hit on the arm from a very annoyed Brooke. "Don't make a girl that has control of your cock angry," she cautioned him. "A cock that is rubbing against my G-spot," she savored. Ed honored her counsel by keeping his mouth shut. 20 minutes passed as she rode his dick. Her thighs were getting worn out and she desperately wanted him to take charge. She paused once more in her thrusts. Chapter 9 Working on it "So you going to let me do all the work?" she confronted him. "Work? It looks like you are having a ton of fun to me," he ridiculed. "You know what I mean. My hips are being run ragged and my feet are falling asleep," she complained irritated. "I have the cure to all your problems," he promised. "I was saving this for Hayley, except she can't take it all. Unlike you," he claimed. Allowing her no further warning, he lifted them both off the bed. With his arms tightly holding her buttocks, he maneuvered them into an aerial dancer posture. Her feet dangled in mid-air while her thighs clapped to his midsection. She barely had time to encircle her arms around his neck, before he bounced her off his cock. She moaned with pleasure in his ear. He gradually increased speed until his balls were slapping against her perineum. "Faster. Harder," she whispered enticingly in his ear. Hayley was rudely shaken awake by a desperate Brooke. "You vowed to help me with him," Brooke admonished. Hayley sat up to see Booke bent over in the supported standing doggy pose. Ed was right behind her, plowing away. Hayley rubbed her eyes to help wake herself up. "We've been having sex for hours. He is a machine," Brooke whined. "I've tried everything. Gave him handjobs until I got Calluses. I gave him a blowjob till I got lockjaw. I let him thigh fuck me until they were red and raw. He fucked me until my cunt was black and blue, I even let him titty fuck my b-cups. Brooke exaggerated to get her point across. "Did you try anal?" Hayley advocated. "Ok, so not everything," Brooke amended her previous statement. "But don't give him any ideas," Brooke rebuked. "Alright, give me that beast for a little while," Hayley arranged. So it was that Hayley and Brooke took turns sucking, fucking and everything in-between to finish Edward off. Ultimately culminating with a 2 girl handjob finish. In a loud groan, he released, spraying between the two girls kneeling at the foot of his bed. His semen landed on the floor beyond. Ed laid back in his bed, wiped out. "The monster has been slain," Hayley aggrandized triumphantly. Brooke smirked at her silly friend. Chapter 10 I have your number Hayley and Brooke stood up. "I hope you don't think this means we are dating or anything," Hayley educated him. "This is college. Where you are free to experiment. Sleep with whoever you want," Brooke seconded her endorsement. "I know I will," she added. "I think I'll go take a shower before I head to bed," Brooke advertised. She had only taken a single step when she stopped. Somehow his transfer form had ended up on the floor. It was now peppered in his cum. She kneeled to pick it up. She unfolded it completely. "I'd like to see you defend how you sprayed your fluid to anyone that asks to see..." she trailed off. "Hayley?" she alerted her girlfriend. "Yes?" she replied. "Did you read this entire transfer form?" Brooke consulted. "I was starting to, but became distracted," she confessed. "At the bottom, it says your Room number is 209." Brooke quoted. "WHAT? Let me see that," she responded, shocked. Brooke has an inkling of the true culprit. She handed her the form and opened Hayley's door. Sure enough, the middle screw in the center of the 9 had come loose. Allowing it to become a '6' thanks to some prankster. Brooke failed to notice it when she came over. "The '9' is loose on your door. Someone made it a '6'," Brooke pointed out. Edward sat up confused. "What's happening?" he asked baffled. "You aren't in 209. You are in 206. You are in the wrong room," Hayley said astounded. "Who lives in 209?" he inquired. "That would be me," Brooke smiled sinisterly. "Put your clothes back on. We are going to my place, roomie," Brooke predetermined. Chapter 11 Midnight Snack Edward was laying on his back when he was awoken in the middle of the night. He felt soft, feminine lips around the head of his stiff morning wood. Small delicate hands held it downward by the shaft. A tiny mouth was having difficulty working it in. He pulled off the covers expecting to see Brooke or maybe Hayley. Instead, he found a mess of curly red hair. "Cassie?!" he exclaimed shocked. She stopped blowing him and looked up. "I told you I'd help you get 'settled IN'," she reminded him alluringly. "How?" he queried. "Did I know your room number?" she finished. He nodded. "You showed me your transfer order with your room number of 209," she jogged his memory. "But when I went to your room, nobody was there. I knew Brooke and Hayley grew up together, so I decided to see if Brooke could tell me where you were hiding. Before I had a chance to knock on the door I overheard Hayley. "If anyone is gonna fuck my roommate, it's gonna be me," Cassie reminisced. "I was under the impression that she also got a male roommate. I had no idea it was you," she disclosed. "So, I did the sensible thing. I pressed my ear to the door. The sound of the three of you fucking made me wet. It wasn't long before I was fingering myself in the hallway. I was startled when I felt someone tap on my shoulder from behind. Some girl I didn't know, Tammy I think, asked what I was doing. I said another new guy in the dorm is having a threesome with Hayley and Brooke. She also pressed her ear to the door and her eyes opened wide. A second girl was walking by and Tammy coaxed her to listen. By the time your two-hour-long fuckfest was over, there was a huge cluster of girls listening. We all scattered after hearing Brooke learn you had the wrong number. It was then I realized it was you all along," she recollected. Chapter 12 20 Questions Word quickly spread of a Sex God in our dorm. Each retelling becomes more ridiculous than the last. Since I was the first they all came to me with their petitions. "Do you think he will let me touch it?" "Does he have a girlfriend?" "Does he go down on girls?" "What's his room number?" "Is he just fucking every girl? Or does he have a type?" "Does he do anal?" "Yadda. Yadda. Yadda," she grouched. "I couldn't even hunt down guys because they kept following me. I thought is it too much for a girl to be alone with a guy for like 15 minutes?" she said irritably. "That gave me an idea. What if I just gave these girls 15 minutes with you? They can ask you dumb questions. You can fuck their brains out. It's a win-win," she reasoned. "I can't just...look Brooke is asleep over there," he objected pointing to a snoring roommate. "Brooke is a heavy sleeper," she noted. "Hey, Brooke! You are a fat, sea cow and your crotch smells like rotten fish!" she demonstrated. The only retort was loud snoring. "Do it for me so these girls will leave me alone," she pleaded sweetly. "But..." he opposed. She immediately went back to sucking his dick. It was hard to argue with a woman when she was giving you a loving hummer. "If you really wanted to make my dick slippery you could just use a bottle of lube," he advised. "But then what excuse would I have not to devour such a gorgeous dick," she provided this mentality. Reluctantly, he lightly pushed her head off his dick. "Ok, I'll talk to them," he agreed. "However, I highly doubt a blowjob as part of the negotiation," he vocalized suspiciously. "I just had to see this 'monster' with my own eyes. Then I bet myself I could fit it in my mouth. I was sent in to come in here and talk to you," she affirmed. He put on a robe and emerged out the front door. Sure enough, there was a line of 2 dozen women. They glanced up at him expectantly. Whispers ran through the crowd. "First off, no you can't just touch it." he adjudicated. There were a few sighs from the assembly line. "No, I don't have a girlfriend," he enlightened them. "I don't usually go down on girls," he apprised them. A girl near the back did an about-face and walked off. "This is my room," he pointed with a thumb over his shoulder. "Doesn't mean you can sneak in whenever you want," he scolded. He gave a quick glare at Cassie. "I'm not just banging every girl. Just ones I have chemistry with," he cleared up. "I don't do anal," he said definitively. A few more girls left the line. "Can we see it?" a girl asked somewhere in the middle of the group. Coming up behind him, Cassie pulled back his robe exposing his huge erection. All the women cranked their necks to get a good look. He tried to push his robe down yet Cassie had a tight grip. It was several seconds until Cassie let go. "Ahhh... Hell, no!" came a voice near the rear. Another woman left. "Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope," a woman was overheard saying before disappearing down the hallway. "Any other inquiry?" he asked patiently. There was silence at first. "We are just waiting for our time." a girl commented. "Time for what?" he scrutinied. "For our 15-minute fuck session," she sassed back matter-of-factly. "Cassie said if you came out here you were willing to take some of us to your bed," the girl claimed. "Ooops. Did I forget to mention that?" Cassie spoke innocently. It was clear they just wouldn't go away. And most of them were attractive. Chapter 13 Thinning the Herd So he strode down the line, examining each woman. "You. You. And You," he beckoned to three different girls. They step out of line. A raucous came from the remaining women. How they were here first. He held up his hand to quiet them. "You want to fuck us all at the same time?' one probed awkwardly. "No, you are just not my type. You can go now," he said sternly. They shared looks of disappointment and anger. Still, they all left together. "Mr. Big Dick is a Big Dick," one of them spoke in ire. He headed back towards the front of the line. He did a headcount. 16 remained. He had to thin the herd more. "Anyone that has an STD can leave now," he directed. A couple of embarrassed girls filtered out. "Anyone not on the 'pill' can go," he proclaimed. Three more girls exited. "Anyone unwilling to go bareback may leave," he declared. No one left. "I mean full penetration. No condom," he spelled out. "We understand," the leader of the 11 remaining women said impatiently. "Now, get in there and fuck Cassie's brains out already," the girl spoke ardently. "Cassie," he said puzzled. "Yep, I arranged all this so I get to go first," Cassie blustered smugly. She dragged him once more into the room. "You have 15 minutes," the girl emphasized. Chapter 14 Not A Competition After taking off her dress in one single movement, she led him to his bed. Forcefully she pushed him down and pulled open his robe. Her hands caressed his dick. "It's all dry now," she said disappointed. "Time to lube it up," she said positively. After having 'practiced' earlier she was able to work it into her mouth. She coated it with as much saliva as possible. She took a minute to lick the shaft up and down. Knowing she was on a timer, she moved to a squatting position hovering over his dick. "I might be able to get it mostly in," she judged. "Brooke was able to get it all in," he taunted. "Well, if she can do then I can do it," she pledged competitively. Her moist lips descended swallowing up the head of his cock. She grunted as it stretched out her vagina. Her face strained with every inch that sunk inside her. Her body trembled as she neared the base of his cock. With one last grunt, she reached the bottom. "Seems like you were having a little trouble there," Ed appeared concerned. "What? I can take this whole thing. No problem," Cassie aggrandized with overconfidence. 'FUCK! I can feel this thing against the back of my uterus,' she waged this grievance in her mind. 'But I'm not gonna tell him that. I won't be outdone by Brooke,' she vowed stubbornly. She was only a dozen squats in when he sensed her body quiver followed by a shuddering breath. "Did you just climax?" Ed voiced skeptically. "I'm highly orgasmic," she professed a little defenselessly. "So go at a normal pace. Otherwise, I cum so fast and repeatedly that I'll have a sensory overload and turn into a puddle of girl goo," she coached. "Most guys that do ignore my directions ejaculate so quickly I'm lucky to reach my peak three times. Those guys go on my 'Do not fuck again' list," she criticized. "You don't want me to transform into a puddle of girl goo do you?" she implored pleasantly. He shook his head no. "I think I do," he concocted deviously. After a few minutes, he detected that her downward thrusts were only going 3/4 of the way down on his dick. "I believe you alleged you'd be able to go all the way down," he confronted. Tenaciously, she worked her way to the base of his dick. Each full insertion was trailed by an audible grunt from her. Sometimes coming after a spasming orgasm. His revenge was taking too long. She needed to pay for her manipulations. Chapter 15 Cruel and Unusual Punishment Once more she 'forgot' to go all-in after a minute. "No. You are supposed to go all the way to the bottom," he feinted in frustration. With that, he thrust his hips upward burying itself deep in her twat. "FUCK!" She yelled startled. This was superseded by more upwards penetrations. More profanity was pursued with each insertion. It wasn't long until Cassie's legs were shaking from all the climaxes. They at last buckled causing her to slowly impale herself completely on his cock. The rest of her body collapsed on top of him. Leaving her in the 'lying cowgirl' position. "Oh, you want it deeper do you?" Ed interpreted evilly. His hands seized her buttocks and proceeded to slam his member's balls deep inside of her. Her twat continued to pour out her slippery lube. Viciously he pounded her from beneath. She screamed more curse words. After a few minutes, he rolled them both over so they were in a classic missionary position. "Now for maximum speed and the maximum depth," he specified definitively. "Wait... I...FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she was cut off midsentence when he pounded her more ferocious than ever. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She barely recalled her alarm on her phone going off signaling the end of her session. He withdrew from within her rising to his feet. "Maybe next time you won't try to use sex to get what you want and gang press people into contracts they didn't sign up for because your life was inconvenienced," he lectured. Her only response was a light moan. He swung open the door to his room. "NEXT!" he beckoned. Chapter 16 It's About Fucking Time The next girl named Kacy walked in and looked at his bed displeased. Cassie lay there exhausted, sore, and numb to the world. "What the Hell is that?" she grilled. "Haven't you ever seen a puddle of girl goo before?" he asked hyperbolically. "Well, she is in my way," the girl remarked coldly. "Come on, off the bed," she enforced. "I've been standing out there for 15 minutes with a dripping wet snatch listen to you get plowed. The clock is ticking," Kacy griped. "I don't have the energy to move. Let alone go back to my room," Cassie laminated. With all her strength Kacy lifted Cassie off the bed. "Are you gonna take me back to my room?" Cassie hoped. "I ain't got time for that," Kacy informed her. She then dumped her lightly in a corner. As she was about to rise to her feet Cassie snatched her arm. "He's gonna fuck you so hard and faster he'll leave you in an orgasmic stupor," she forewarned. "Yeah? What's the downside?" Kacy mocked. She moved to stand beside Edward facing Cassie. "So what happened to her?" she cross-examined. "Cassie was a bad girl. She manipulated, lied, and used me," he told her. She nodded. "Yep, that sounds like Cassie, alright," Kacy concurred. "So she had to be punished," he warranted. Kacy looked down at his stiff long dong, then back to Cassie, then his dong again. "So... can I be punished too?" Kacy appealed. He smirked at her. Chapter 17 You Can't Stay Here Brooke woke up to the stinky odor of sex. Lots and lots of sex. Swinging her legs over the bed she saw a sleeping Edward in his bed flanked by two beautiful, nude, dozing women. She was about to step onto the carpeted floor when a soft moan drew her attention. She almost stepped on a third pretty girl's hand that was laying on the ground. She surveyed the area. The entire place was littered with naked, satisfied, snoozing girls. "What the fuck?" she articulated, perplexed. She tip-toed around the girls, making her way to Edward's bed. Roughly she shook his shoulders till he awoke. "How did all these girls get in here?" she interrogated. "Maybe they got the wrong room number?" he quipped. Brooke crossed her arms unamused. So he reported everything that happened that night. "I should have known Cassie would be involved," she commented bitterly. "Where is she?" she pressed. He pointed to the corner of the room where a disheveled Cassie lay. Walking over to the spot, she nudged her with her foot. Groggily, Cassie stirred. "My crotch hurts," she volunteered without prompting. "Your ass is gonna hurt when I start kicking it if you don't leave," Brooke threatened. Gingerly, she got to her feet. "I think I'll take a break from men for a while," Cassie confided. "Good idea," Brooke agreed. She aided the limping Cassie to the exit. Brooke moved to the center of her dorm room. "Now, for the rest," she confirmed resolutely. "EVERYBODY UP!" she shouted. Some girls woke up still in a state of bliss. While others were unhappily robbed of their restful sleep. "You don't have to go home but you can't stay here," she quoted a popular bartender saying. Casually they shuffled out the entrance. With the last of them in the hallway, she added, "Next time make an appointment." Edward was still in his bed when Brooke wanded over to him. "You took our advice of 'sleep with whoever you want' a little too far," she reprimanded him. "I think I'm gonna like college," Edward reflected positively. Chapter 18 The College Experience Hayley was awoken by an enthusiastic knock on her door. Her body was still drowsy and tender from the night before. She opened it to find a chipper, bright-eyed, black-haired, beaming 18-year-old girl standing there. "HI! I'm your new roommate. I was meant to be here yesterday but had a giant misadventure. You should have gotten a notice about me showing up. Anyhow, my name is Eddie. My friends call me Ed, " she went on earnestly. "But of course, it is," Hayley said incredulously. "Is something wrong?" Eddie worried. She double-checked the room number. "This is 206 isn't it?" she questioned. "It's definitely not 209," Hayley reciprocated this inside joke. "Just going to need to see that transfer form," she urged. Still cheery the girl Eddie handed her the document. Hayley read it thoroughly and made cocksure it was correct. She stepped aside to allow her new roommate in. "Welcome to college," Hayley remarked cordially. Pulling her wheeled suitcases with her she entered the dorm room. Her nose wrinkled as she took a few sniffs. "What's that odor?" Eddie gagged appalled. Hayley picked up a can of air freshener and sprayed it everywhere. "Why that is the smell of the college experience," Hayley acknowledged. Chapter 19 Dance Card Eddie didn't understand what she meant and shrugged it off. As she was putting away her clothes she spun about to face Hayley. "I just remembered I ran into a guy in a bathrobe. A man in a traditional girl's dorm. Can you imagine that?" Eddie commented astonished. "I talked to him and he said his name was Eddie too. What are the chances?" she reveled in surprise. "Pretty good, apparently," Hayley mused to herself. "He was so nice. He excused himself to take a shower because he was 'all sweaty'," she recalled dreamily. "I can imagine," Hayley left these words unspoken. "With that body, I bet he is an athlete," Eddie assumed naively. "That wouldn't be a totally wrong guess," Hayley wanted to say but didn't. "Do you think he is single?" Eddie inquired optimistically. 'Oh, god! He is going to fuck this poor, innocent girl's brains out,' she realized in dismay. Hayley had overheard about his sexipades in one of her morning classes. "I'm afraid his dance card is full," she tried to dissuade her. "Till when?" Eddie persisted. "Till he graduates," Hayley convinced her with finality.