My story started two weeks before the end of college. Now, to clarify, I had been somewhat of a normal back then; not weird enough to be a geek, but not cool enough to be invited to the best parties. My one success, though, had always been my cock. It was huge. Erect it must've hit 11 inches, maybe a little more when I was exceptionally turned on. None of the girls knew though, and this was what I had to change in order for my plan to work. As I said, it was the last fortnight till the end of college, my parents were going away to Cyprus for these two weeks, and I was alone, setting a plan into action that would allow to me fuck each and every one of the 12 sexiest girls in my college, each in a different way to the last...
Every college has the group of popular girls the cheerleaders that all the jocks want to get with, that all the girls envy and despise so very much. What's more, every college has that girl that seems to command the rest of the popular girls, the queen bee. Kathryn was not this girl. She was the queen bee's second in charge, and a bigger slut than any of the others. It was common knowledge that she'd sucked off more guys than most people could count, and she was going to be my gateway to the other 11 girls on my list.
I usually spent most of my time jacking off in my room, trying to quench the need my enormous cock put on me to be satisfied, but over the past few days before the fortnight began, I had stopped myself from doing so. I had saved up so much cum over the past few days, and I knew that I was going to be one guy Kathryn would definitely never forget.
On the first day, there was a party going in a small field behind my college, owned by one of the rich kids parents. I had snuck in, and hung back for about an hour, keeping my head down. A friend of mine, Jack, came and sat down on a bench next to me.
"Didn't think I'd be seeing you here," he said, taking a swig of the beer in his hand.
"Yeah, well I'm trying to get out a bit more, seeing as we've only got a little while left," I replied.
"Makes sense... Anyway, I'm going to go see if there are any willing sluts around here," he said, "Later." I laughed as he wandered off into the crowd.
I looked around more carefully and spotted my prediction unfolding. It was Kathryn, and she was completely off her head drunk. She had quite a different body to a lot of the other girls; she was about 5 5", a brunette with a pair of small B cup tits and a very slim body. She also had this great natural tan, but these things were trivial against how beautiful her face was. She looked immaculate, and had a pair of eyes that were the deepest brown you could ever imagine.
My dick was absolutely rock hard at this point, and in the kind of drunken state she was in, the timing couldn't be more perfect. But this had to be timed right, or my plan would completely fail...
I made my way through the smaller and larger crowds of people dancing near campfires, and over to where Kathryn was hanging out with the rest of the girls. I made sure no-one else had seen my erection and casually walked closer at an angle that looked like I would walk right past them. Kathryn was on the edge of the group , so this made things considerably easier. I walked past, sideways so I could edge between some other people, and let my huge cock brush against Kathryn's back, making sure it was noticeable. At this point I just kept walking, with no idea what she would do. My prediction was correct.
I didn't turn around, but just listened enough to hear her stop rambling on and all the other girls keep talking. Success. I walked towards the deserted house that belonged to whoever's rich parents that owned the field, and heard her light footsteps following me through the grass. I stopped in the secluded garden behind the house, where there were a few wooden garden chairs just outside the well lit house, giving the garden a dim light. I stopped in the garden and turned around to see Kathryn stumbling towards me.