All Star College Ch 05

All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.

All Star College

by MrMaxLord w/special guest author Slyguy

(MF, MFF, MMF, FF, oral, anal, DP)

Chapter 5

Featured celebs: Hailee Steinfeld, Selena Gomez, Camila Mendes, Lili Reinhart, Madelaine Petsch, Vanessa Morgan, Taylor Swift, Kelli Berglund, Dove Cameron, Lucy Hale, Jessica Chastain, Scarlett Johansson, Anna Kendrick, Victoria Justice, Camila Cabello, Hayley Atwell, Margot Robbie

It was a chilly January night, just a week and a half before school was set to begin. Most of the students and more than a few faculty members were spending those last few precious days of freedom for the most holiest of purposes, partying like there was no tomorrow.

Other people though had work to get done, like unpacking in a new apartment and setting up business websites. That was what Peter Farrano, Hailee Steinfeld and Sabrina Carpenter were doing, with the added accompaniment of Lili Reinhart.

Peter, Hailee, and Sabrina had just begun to settle in to their new apartment, one that they were also sharing with Peter's brother, Ben. Ben's things however, were completely packed up still, as he'd elected to stay behind at his parents' place to get a last few items.

This left his brother and both women a person short for helping to move in, which is where Lili came in. The young blonde was crashing on the couch while Camila was on winter vacation with Jose. And while Camila was back in town, the apartment they'd be sharing wasn't ready yet...and Lili's new mattress hadn't come in yet either. While no one flat out told her to help unpack, she figured it was only fair for the free room and board....and eating, completely by accident, Peter's left over pad thai.

It was a fair arrangement and it gave both Lili and Peter the chance to do something that made Hailee incredibly happy, and that was getting to know each other. It was incredibly important to her that her boyfriend and best friend got along and aside from the dreaded pad thai incident, that was exactly what had happened and Hailee was simply elated, which certainly took some of the pressure she was feeling off. She still had to deal with the fact she hadn't exactly told her parents that Sabrina wasn't her only roommate and didn't know what might happen if they found out about the other occupants of the apartment, particularly the one she was sharing a bed with.

Right now though, there was no bed being shared as the four were all in the small room that Peter and Sabrina were using as an office. Three were standing behind the desk, staring at the computer while Sabrina was proudly showing off the work that she and Peter had done in building websites for their production company and Hailee's acting.

It was Hailee and Lili's first time seeing them, as Peter and Sabrina had been working on the sites on and off between local commercial gigs, unpacking and finishing up the final draft of the feature they'd hoped to film over the course of the year. Now, it was time for judgement from the first two people to see the sites outside of the two who actually made them.

"So, what do you guys think?" Sabrina asked. "And please, there's no praise too small for the miracles I have worked. Oh, and Peter helped too. He can get the small praise."

"They look great!" Hailee exclaimed. "I really like you guys interviewed each other for your profile pages. And they each look like they fit you guys. And the reels you guys did of your works. And the miniature construction time lapse was amazing honey!" Hailee leaned over, kissing Peter on the cheek. "And my site is sooo good too! It all looks so professional."

"I'm going to have to agree with the bubbly one," said Lili. "It looks great. I mean if I needed a website, I'd totally ask you guys for help. Of course that would require me having something worth advertising that I wanted to do 100% for sure besides maybe perhaps kind of writing a novel."

"Well if you ever decide we're more than willing maybe perhaps kind of and also most definitely take payment," said Sabrina. "At a discount, of course."

"Of course," Lili said with a laugh. "And as much as I'd like to go over everything amazing about the work you guys did pixel by pixel, I need to hit the couch. I have to be up early to open up the store."

"I thought you didn't have to go in until twelve," Hailee said.

"No, I need to go earlier so I can have lunch earlier and meet you and Cami. So really I'm making this ultimate sacrifice for my two best friends...true this also means I get off early so I can meet my man at his new place the moment he gets back in town."

"Honestly calling it an early night isn't such a bad idea," added Peter. "Sabs and I need to finish cutting the commercial for the Whisky Casket. Then we're going to start putting together our pitch for Camila...."

"Which I think is a waste of time," said Sabrina. "Seriously Pete, if you two are all nursery-mates and shit just ask her if she wants to back our movie."

"Sabrina, I pride myself on the fact I've never asked Camila for a dime. She doesn't like a big deal to made of her money, and asking her to fund our feature film debut would be making kind of a big deal about it."

"Honestly Sabrina's right," Lili said. "I mean, you know Camila just like I do. There won't be a problem. Making a big presentation out of it might just make it more difficult. Besides, growing up you probably got dropped off at school in her limo a couple times so its not like you haven't already reaped some benefits."

"Translation: grow a pair," said Sabrina. "Seriously, the worst she can say is no...or yes and she wants creative input."

"Haiz, help me out here."

"Um....I kind of agree?" Hailee said. "The most presentation you need to maybe show her the script and the proof of concept thing we shot."

"In other words your dear girlfriend is saying your power point presentation isn't needed," said Sabrina.

"Fine." Peter leaned against the wall, accepting defeat. "Still, we should finish that commercial ASAP."

"Agreed. I mean if we do that I'm going to have more time to yell at your idiot brother when he finally shows up for not returning a single one of my calls."

"And on that note, bedtime," Lili said, cutting right through the awkwardness. "See you guys in the morning. And Hailee, be seeing you and Cami at lunch tomorrow."

Lili got herself out of the room as quick as possible, and now Hailee was aiming to do the same.

"I'm next on the knockout list."

"You can say that again," Peter said, getting a giggle from Hailee.

"That is the corniest thing I've ever heard," she said before giving him a quick kiss. "I'll see you in bed, mister. And Sabrina, I'm sure Ben has a good reason. I mean, maybe he's on the road and he can't answer the phone. Or his phone's dead."

"Uh-huh." Sabrina replied. "Night Haiz."

Hailee looked to Peter and shrugged, then exited the room herself.

"You know she's probably right," Peter said.

"Damn you're a bad liar," Sabrina said. "At least try to believe it yourself before you say it." Sabrina put the computer to sleep then stood up and leaned her back against the wall and her head against Peter's arm. "He's read every text. He's just choosing to not respond. Why is he such an asshole?"

"Years of practice." Peter replied. "But in all honesty, he's just bad with texts unless there's money or sex involved."

"Yeah, well after this he'll be lucky if I do any touching of his dick that's not kicking him directly in it for a while. I mean how hard is it to respond with a simple "k" or "see u soon" or anything?"

Peter put his arm around Sabrina, comforting his pint-sized pal. "You honestly get used to him being like that. It's not perfect but honestly it's probably the least of his bad habits."

"Oh boy, that journey of discovery is gonna be a hoot and a holler....I think I went WAY too fast with him. Moving in and stuff. You and Hailee? That works. It'd almost be sickeningly sweet if two weren't so genuinely in to each other. Me and Ben...I think I let my libido do way too much of my thinking."

"Well, on the bright side the only names on the lease for this place are yours and mine, so if worse comes to worse we can always kick Ben out."

"I'm going to hold you to that. As it is he's not sleeping in my bed for a while. And since Lili has the couch and has actually returned more texts to me than my fucking boyfriend, Ben gets the floor of the office. And fourth dibs on the restroom."

"...but we have two bathrooms," said Peter.

"I know...that's how far down the totem pole he is. He has to ask the neighbors if they have to shit first."

*******

Ben Farrano felt very odd. It was mixture of guilt and nerves. But at least the texts had finally stopped. He didn't want to be an asshole to Sabrina. He liked her and she was amazing in bed. He just didn't know if he wanted to live with her...or be exclusive to her. That whole "one woman guy" thing was way more of his brother's thing than his.

It wasn't like he didn't like Sabrina. Hell, most of his drive back from his parents' place was spent trying to figure out how to clue Sabrina in on his idea of an open relationship and not get kicked out of the apartment.

There wasn't anything wrong with her. She was funny, like to party and was just plain awesome... if Ben was the settling down type. But he wasn't. And this was college. He pretty much only accepted the invite for the apartment under the assumption he'd get his own room.

Sure, he could respond to the texts, maybe even call Sabrina and just be honest...but then he might not get to sleep with her again, which he wasn't ready to say no to. Besides, maybe he could get into the whole "monogamy" thing at some point.

However, that could be thought of later. Right now, he was in the Whisky Casket, only two beers deep and flirting big time with the sexy little bartender. And he meant little, she couldn't have been that much over five feet tall. She was a petite number, but with a cute ass and gorgeous hazel eyes. They'd hit it off after the first beer, and not in the usual "hot bartender flirting to get a better tip." kind of way. With an ass like that she knew she was getting a good tip. The conversation wasn't deep or anything but the intent of every word was very, very clear to the point subtext felt like a total misnomer.

Still, he didn't know her name or vice versa. Which could work out well if this just turned into a one night stand.

She looked over to him and gave him a smile as she finished giving a few patrons their drinks, then made her way back over to him.

"Another beer?" she asked, hand ready to serve.

"Actually, I was thinking something a little stronger."

"A believe that's English for Tequila," she said with a smirk, reaching for a bottle of a good reposado. Joining the bottle on the bar were a couple of slices of lime, a salt shaker, and two shot glasses.

"You joining in?"

"Of course," she smiled. "Your shot is on the house and my shot is on you."

"Sounds more like two for the price of one."

"It does, doesn't it?" The two exchanged looks as she filled both glasses. Her eyes were still locked on his when she grabbed his hand and licked the flesh between the index finger and thumb, then did the same to her own hand before sprinkling salt on them both.

"Bottom's up," she said, clinking her shot glass to Ben's before they both took the shot. They both followed the traditional tequila shot protocol of salt then lime before slamming those shot glasses down.

"Wooo!" Ben exclaimed as the tequila burned down his throat. "Good call."

"Well, there's more," she said with a smile. "All on the house, if you want."

"Well, what's the catch?"

"Well, I'm about to go on break and I don't want to drink alone..."

"Well, I don't usually go on breaks with strange bartenders I just met."

"Fair enough," she laughed. "The name's Lucy Hale."

"I'm Ben Farrano."

"Well, with that formality out of the way, care to join me for a couple more drinks and...whatever those drinks may lead to?" Lucy grabbed a few lime slices with one hand and out other and Ben took it. She lead him to a staircase in the corner, the door marked employees only. The pair entered after Lucy also grabbed the tequila bottle.

The staircase took them to the roof, where Ben saw a few tables and chairs alongside a big couch right up against the lip of the roof alongside a few lamps to add light to the area.

"Welcome to the break room," Lucy said. She lead Ben to the couch, offering him a seat while she grabbed a chair and set the tequila down on a table littered with a couple of shot glasses and a salt shaker as well as well. As he sat down, she spun the chair around, the back facing forward. Lucy then sat down at it, a sexy, confident smile on her face.

"So Benjamin," she said, "I'm guessing you're a college boy."

"Good guess. My guess would be you're a college girl."

"Ding ding. You study anything interesting?"

"Film with a focus on editing. An actual applicable skill. What about you?"

"You don't want to guess?"

"I could but it'd probably go into some cheesy line about how you should be a model."

Lucy laughed at the line that pretended to not be a line. "Little bit too short for that at five foot two. No, I'm in music. I want to be a singer, actually. Musical theatre. Very inapplicable skill. Hence the bar-tending. Typical Memphis girl, a guitar and a dream."

"Well, on the bright side I think the cowboy boots and tight cut-offs will work with either career."

"Thanks," said Lucy. "Helps me get what I want. Tips...and the right kind of attention."

"What about the wrong kind of attention?" asked Ben.

"Well the green belt in Tai Kwan Do takes care of that. But don't worry, I'm gentle."

"I didn't know I should have been worrying." Lucy smirked at him and got up from the chair. She made the short walk over to the couch and straddled Ben, his hands going right to her ass, cupping it through the tight denim of her cut-offs.

"You might not be able to walk for a little bit afterwards," said Lucy, licking at Ben's lips, teasing him a bit before giving his a quick, electric kiss. "I'm thinking you're more than willing to take that risk."

Lucy leaned her lips over his, hovering and teasing him for a few more eternal seconds before finally giving him that contact he was already starving for. The spark erupted in a full-fledged fire storm. Lips and and tongues and a hurricane of lust.

The flurry of kisses broke and Lucy sunk to her knees. Her hands were quick and precise, undoing his fly and releasing his prick. Lucy's hazel eyes burned with a hit of hot fire that melted any form of logic in Ben's brain. It was all about pleasure now and both of them were more than ready to deliver.

"Oh FUCK," he growled. Lucy had essentially engulfed his cock in one swift gulp, taking him into her throat right off the bat. Ben's back arched in the surprise and pleasure of the moment, his head rolling back as he was held in her throat for an all too brief few seconds of pleasure.

Lucy jacked his cock,her fist a slick and shiny blur while she regained her breath. She sucked and licked his balls, making them glisten with her saliva before returning her mouth to his cock.

The moment her lips made contact once more with the sensitive flesh of his prick Ben couldn't help but move his hands down and holding her brownish-blonde hair back while she sucked him, almost guiding her up and down his prick. Lucy didn't mind with the assist. He knew what he liked, and she certainly wasn't going to be quiet about what she liked, despite them being out in the open on the roof.

"Yeah...yeah just like that baby," he said. "Work that...work the fucking head...mmmm FUCK yeah just like that...."

Lucy's full lips were wrapped around the bulbous head of his cock, her tongue performing several acts of sinful worship on it while his shaft was pumped and teased by her soft and skilled hand. She was so wet, her body aching for his cock, to be filled. Keeping him on that razor's edge of pleasure was just the sizzle on the steak, making her hunger even more voracious.

Lucy pulled her mouth from his cock and got back to her feet. Ben was a rapt audience as the petite country girl shed her clothes, peeling off those oh so tight Daisy Dukes and throwing her yellow top aside. She kept the boots n though. She knew men loved it when she did that and Ben was no different.

She returned to a familiar position, straddling Ben on the couch. Lucy's eyes fluttered as she sunk down on his hard cock, goose pimples popping up on her flesh as he filled her inch by rigid inch.

"Oh fuck yeah Lucy," He said, his grip firm on her wonderful little peach of an ass. "Ride that cock, cowgirl."

"Oh is that what you want baby? Me riding this hard fucking dick?" she asked, her voice sultry, adding the slight southern twang she'd managed to all but abandon. She still found it useful it times like this. The cowgirl thing was predictable, but it turned her one. One of the many reasons she fucked in her boots.

The pace was furious. Any and all walking by the bar could have heard them, but neither Lucy or Ben cared. It all felt too good. How she moved on his cock, grinding on him, working herself on his cock and making sure that rock solid cock hit every inch it could. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as his grip on her ass tightened.

"Oh fuck yes suck my titties," she hissed. Ben pulled her closer and sucked her pink nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over the tender flesh. He felt Lucy's pussy milk and squeeze him a bit tighter from the extra bit of stimulation to he delightful little tits. He was deep in her pussy as well...but couldn't help but want to go a bit deeper.

As he held Lucy, Ben flipped her on to her back on the couch, moving her legs her knees were hooked on his shoulders. He rubbed and kissed her knee, looking into those hazel eyes with a cocked eyebrow as he began to drive into her once more, much deeper than before.

"Oh FUUUUUCK," bellowed Lucy. He was already hitting the spot, the perfect spot. "Fuck me...oh fucking take your fucking cowgirl...ohhhh FUCK!" Lucy braced her arms against the couch arm as Ben happily fulfilled her request.

He had her hard, fast and hungry, their lips in near constant contact,breaking only to moan, gasp, growl, beg for more from each other.

"You like this cock? Like this cock baby?" Ben asked, giving every question the punctuation mark of an extra hard thrust.

"Oh...mmmm just fuck me... fuck me with that nice fucking cock... oh, god damn it, YES!" The lamplight glistened on Lucy's sweat soaked skin, creating an almost ethereal sheen. She and Ben were right on that delicate and pleasurable edge between sinner and saint and didn't care on which side they fell at the moment.

"I... oh fuck, yes... I wanna ride you again...ride...uh...ri---ugh... ride you till I cum...."

With a heavy kiss Ben pulled out of Lucy and sat back up. Lucy got back to her feet, then turned her back to him. This cowgirl was going to go in reverse.

Ben took hold of Lucy's lovely ass once more as she once more lowered her delectable cunt on his cock.

"Oooohhh, fuck, just perfect" she said. She leaned back, kissing Ben. She then braced her arms on his thighs and began a hard, fast and furious last ride. She rode and bucked her bronco, the two of them lustfully howling at the moon as pleasure coursed through their veins, the best drug giving them the best high.

While Lucy's hand gripped Ben's thighs, his hand went to her perky petite tits. Holding thing, cupping them, rolling her pink nipples in his fingers, savoring her flesh on his. With one hand still at Lucy's tits, the other trailed down to her clit, giving her an extra little jolt of pleasure to mix in with the rest of the recipe.