Hannah was now left standing alone at the bar, which acted as a kind of a safe zone from the orgy raging around her. A few moments had passed while she stared at her own phone, debating whether to order a ride home. Somehow she couldn't bring herself to do it.
But the scene before her--it was too much. She flipped open some social media apps and began to scroll, hoping to find some degree of normalcy in people yelling idiocies at each other about politics.
But before long the, the shrillness of 240-character debates wore on her, and the shrieks and cries of feminine delight mixed with roars of male pleasure drew her gaze away from the phone.
Anne lay on her back on a coffee table, her legs spread wide while one of the numerous male guests knelt on the ground as he aggressively fucked her pussy.
"FUCCK MEEE! SO GOODSOGOODSOGOOD! YESSS! MORE! MORE MORE! MOORREEEE!!!!" When Hannah had met Anne an hour ago, she seemed like a quiet, nervous girl only who came alive when talking about math or the nerdy hobbies the two shared. Now she was singing the praises of a stranger's sex skills and begging him to fuck her harder.
Chloe walked over to the couple and smiled, looking down at the screaming, cursing whore. Without a word, she climbed up on the table and arranged herself so she was straddling Anne's head.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to see you like this, dear." She said, as she sank down so her pussy covered Anne's face! Anne arched her neck upwards as she stuck her tongue out, and Chloe rolled her eyes in pleasure.
"I'm glad to see you eat pussy as well as you take cock!" Chloe said, before leaning forward to make out with the young man fucking Anne.
A few feet away, Jess and Sophie were on all fours, laying on the ground side by side and holding hands while Tyrone and Reggie pounded them before behind.
Not far away, Christine was on her knees, giving a blowjob to Jerome as Terri lay on her back the ground underneath her, eating her pussy and getting fucked by Malick!
Hannah's eyes scanned the room. She saw men and women she'd met that night and strangers in various stages of carnal delight. It seemed so wrong...but so why was she still here?
"YES! SO GOOD!" Chloe cried out, as if in response to Hannah's internal protestations that the scene before her was wrong.
Chloe wasn't alone in her approval of the debauchery. All around her, Hannah heard declarations of ecstasy and pleasure from men and women alike.
Women she looked up to, like Terri and Chloe, were acting like depraved, cock-crazed whores.
Hannah wasn't quite sure whether she looked up to Jess or not. She certainly liked her. But Jess clearly dressed to appease the male gaze, and she was so casual about sex. But...was Jess irresponsible or stupid? She was about to graduate from an elite college. Was she cruel? She had shown her and Charlotte nothing but kindness. What precisely was wrong with what Jess and friends did?
Hannah bit her lip. How could she be having these thoughts? So much of the history of sex had been about men oppressing women, using them as breeding objects or holding them back. And yet Jess, Terri, Chloe--these were some of the smartest, most independent women she'd met.
Hannah shook her head. What was wrong with her? She grabbed her phone. She had to get out of here. The scenes in front of her were affecting her judgment. She had to get somewhere safe. Somewhere calm. Somewhere comfortable.
She grabbed her phone. She opened a ride-sharing app. She feverishly began typing her dorm hall address into the app, desperate to leave before she did something she regretted. She typed so quickly, though, that she mangled her own address too poorly for even auto-correct to guess where she was trying to go.
She sighed to herself. "Calm down, girl!" She quickly glanced up when she heard a joyful shout across the room.
"YOU GO GIRL!" Christine had joined Anne on the coffee table and was kneeling, naked, next to her. Anne and her stud had changed position, so the stud was laying back and Anne was squatting down over him. Chloe was grasping his cock, guiding it towards Anne's pussy.
Anne stopped for a moment and looked down.
"Chloe," she said. "Black cocks feels amazing in my cunt. But there's something else I want to try out!"
Chloe smiled up at her and giggled as she adjusted the angle of the cock. It was now aligned directly with Anne's asshole!
"Always happy to help a fellow slut out!" Chloe said happily.
Anne began to sink down, and the head, along with a few inches of shift shaft made its way into the tight opening.
Anne threw her head back and let out an inhuman howl.
Hannah felt herself pause. Anne was clearly in agony. Yes, she may have asked for it, but the sounds coming from her were so savage she had to be in pain. She felt torn between getting the hell out of there and staying to help her friend.
But before long, Anne's howl mellowed into a moan. She seemed to regain control of herself and looked straight ahead. As she did, she made direct eye contact with Hannah. Without breaking eye contact, she began to lower herself down on the shaft, slowly but surely. She made no sound as she did so, but had a look of intense focus on her face. She bit her lip with determination. The sheen of sweat that had already covered her body grew thicker with exertion. Finally, ten inches of black meat was firmly ensconced in Anne's ass, leaving only the heavy balls visible!
"Oh, god" She gulped, still looking directly at Hannah. "Why did I wait so long for this?"
With that, the stud began thrusting upwards and Anne began bouncing happily. Her cries of pleasure were interrupted when Christine grabbed her face to turn towards her and the two began making out passionately. Underneath her, Chloe, apparently satisfied that the freshly minted slut had learned to take black cock in her ass as effectively as any experienced whore, leaned forward and began to eat her pussy!
Two black men entered into Hannah's frame of vision. One of them she recognized as Craig, her classmate she had seen Jess' room a few days earlier. The other was a stranger. The stranger pulled Christine back by her hips so that her bare pussy was exposed to him, and, without a word, thrust it into the willing hole!
Meanwhile, Craig knelt down behind Chloe. Hannah couldn't see what he was doing, but Chloe's declarations gave him an idea. A flash of red hair emerged as she threw her head up. "FUCK THIS WHORE ASS! SPREAD THIS BUTTHOLE OPEN!" She screamed, before her words devolved into muffled moans as Craig pushed her head down, presumably so she could restore her attention to Anne's pussy.
Hannah's dilemma ended when she realized that Anne's howl was one of ecstasy, not agony. She returned to her phone, ready to go home with a clear conscience.
This time, though, she fumbled. She watched in horror as the phone fell to the ground and bounced a few times, before landing with the screen down. She was certain now that her phone would be broken and she'd be forced to stay here all night while her friends had their brains fucked out.
She scurried to pick up the phone, holding out hope that, even if the screen had shattered, she'd still be able to use it to call a ride home. She scooped down to pick it up, and was amazed to see that it was wholly intact! It remained completely functional. She could go home!
