(This is chapter 13 of a series, it will make a lot mre sense if you read them in order)
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For the next few days Tracy and I went to class and I felt like a princess. I was constantly catching groups of guys hovering around us. They opened doors, carried our books, and just about waited on us hand and foot. I met a few of them and they were really very sweet. I never thought too much about if any of them were involved in the room incident with us. I didn't want to think about that. I am sure some of them were but I didn't need to dwell on it. They seemed genuine and I do think my "knight in shining armor" theory was starting to be true. These guys seemed to really like being there for us and they never pushed it beyond escorting and protection.
I have to admit though that some of them were pretty fucking hot. I had not been with a guy since the incident and I wondered if I ever would again. I thought about Ken and a little flash of anger hit me. I wondered if I would ever get past that. I had pretty much come to terms with the fact that I would be spending a lot of time with Tracy and maybe not ever sleep with a guy again. However, my pussy was having other thoughts as it was getting wet on a regular basis around some of these guys. I wasn't close to ready for that yet, though. I was getting plenty of relief from Tracy and the sex was incredible. We were so in tune with each other now that I felt like she could almost make me cum with a glance.
We didn't have any more episodes of guys trying to hurt us. I really think it was spreading around campus. I guess I should have cared about what people may be saying but I really didn't. I was doing well in my classes, my girlfriend was hot, and I had an army of hot guys protecting me at every turn. Life was good.
Tracy and I were excited. There was going to be a concert tonight on campus and the group was amazing. We saw them last semester and they were awesome, neither of us could wait. The day went great, it was a Friday and I was ready for the weekend. I was ahead in most of my classes and I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend. The concert would be a great way to start it off.
Tracy was getting dressed and I sat on my bed in my towel just watching her. My pussy was throbbing as I watched her cute little body. She dropped her towel and her ass was right there. I wanted to get up and attack her but she had made me promise no touching until after the concert.
I was going to be so horny by that time it was not going to be pretty. She slipped her lacy black panties on. I loved those panties. They hugged her ass perfectly and they were cut just right on her thighs. They were so tight I could see her pussy pushing against the front. This was going to be really hard, I sat on my hands so I wouldn't masturbate right here.
She put on the matching bra and clasped it in the back. She turned around and smiled at me. I was biting my lip as I watched her. Her boobs looked perfect in that bra. They were covered but only about halfway. Her cleavage was so hot and I just wanted to kiss her so bad. She giggled at me, she knew she was driving me crazy.
She pulled out a black shirt, it was kinda sheer but you really couldn't see through it, but you could still tell the difference between the bra and her skin. I didn't think you would be able to in the dark outside. She buttoned it up and left two buttons open. The third button was stretching and her cleavage was barely visible. She looked in the mirror and popped the third button. The shirt settled and looked perfect. You could see more cleavage but not her bra. The fourth button was under stress but not too much. You also knew if that button gave way you would see the promised land. Yep, perfect.
She grabbed one of her jean skirts. She pulled it up her long legs and tucked in her shirt. She zipped it up and then snapped it. She stood in front of the mirror and ran her hands down her sides and turned to look at all sides.
My nipples were rock hard and my pussy was throbbing. My girlfriend was so fucking hot!!!!
She looked at me and smiled.
"Does this look ok?" She said and looked back in the mirror.
"Are you serious?" I said.
"What?" She looked back in the mirror with a panicked expression.
"Girl, you are fucking smoking. I am going to have to keep my arm around you all night to keep the guys away. I am afraid even that won't do it. Tracy, you look perfect." I said.
She smiled and walked over to me. She stood in front of me and her scent overwhelmed me. She smelled like a meadow and flowers. I took a deep breath.
"Kim, you know I am yours. I am looking forward to the concert but not as much as I am looking forward to afterwards. I love you so." She said and kissed me.
"Now get dressed or we will be late and have to stand way in the back." She said and sat on her bed.
I jumped up and dropped my towel. She whistled at me. I giggled and put on a pair of white lace panties. I found the matching bra and slipped it on. The front was a little sheer, if you looked really close you could see my nipples. It was Tracy's favorite. I wiggled in front of her with my sexiest dance moves. I saw her face get a little distressed. I smiled at her and ran my hand slowly over my butt. She sighed. I opened my closet and found the dress. It was a white lace dress. It was really light and would feel great on a hot night. It was almost sheer but not quite. It was the kind of dress that would drive you crazy thinking you should be able to see through it but you couldn't. I slipped it over my head.
The shoulder straps were small but not spaghetti. The top was a v-neck and my boobs looked good under it. They were big enough to push the top out and the v-neck fell perfect. My cleavage looked great but not slutty. The bottom of the dress came down to about 4 or 5 inches above my knees. I looked in the mirror and I have to admit I looked really good. This was going to be a fun night. I slipped on my sandals.
"Ready?" I said.
Tracy was just finishing putting her hair in a ponytail. That was it, a goddess. She stood up and straightened her skirt. I ran my fingers through my hair. She wanted it down tonight. She said she liked the way it fell across my shoulders in this dress. I took her hand and we walked out of our room, out of our dorm, and across campus.
When we got to the concert we realized we should have gotten there a lot earlier. The grounds were full and we were way in the back. We moved over to the side, we could get a little closer but we were on the edge of the grounds. It was dark behind us. That was ok because we could see just fine and the speakers were not too close so maybe I would be able to hear tomorrow. Last concert we were right by the speakers and my ears rang for three days. I did not want my ears ringing when I was between Tracy's legs tonight.
She was smiling and dancing already to the pre-music. She was precious and I already saw a bunch of guys looking at her. Oh well, sucks to be them, I thought and watched her dance. She held out her hand and I took it. She hugged me and then we were dancing together. I was laughing and now the guys were really watching. Nothing like a little girl-on-girl to get a guy's blood flowing. I stepped away and kept dancing. The music was getting louder and that is probably why I didn't hear anything.
I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I was pushed to the ground. I heard Tracy scream right before my nose hit the grass. I felt a dull pain rip through it and I knew it was going to be bleeding. I tried to turn over and get up and then I felt someone grab my dress on the right shoulder. They pulled me up and I heard a ripping noise. I got to my feet and I was looking at Samantha. She was the girl I beat in the fraternity oil wrestling match. She was also the girl who told the boys in the room to "fuck her up good". I would always remember those words.
I saw her hand a split second before it hit my cheek. I heard the skin slapping and then a sharp pain. My head moved to the right but I didn't fall down. I put my hand to my cheek. I heard Tracy say something.
"Keep that bitch away." I heard Samantha order and then I saw two girls holding Tracy by the arms.
I was looking at Tracy when the second slap hit my cheek. This one really hurt because it took me totally by surprise.
"How does that feel, cunt?" I heard her spiteful voice.
I looked at her and then down at my dress. It was ripped to the waist, the right side hanging, the left strap was still on my shoulder so it wasn't falling off. I saw some red on my bra and chest and realized I was bleeding from the nose. I looked back at Samantha and I felt the anger start to run through my veins.
"You know, I so enjoyed the pictures the guys sent. I especially love the ones of the beer bottle in your cunt and oh yeah, the one where Tony stuck his entire arm up your ass. That was a good one. But you know my favorite was the one of your cum-drenched body on your knees on the bed. That is the one I think captures your true essence. A genuine cumslut." She said.
I felt my hands clench up in fists. I was so angry I felt like I could have taken on an army. I took a step towards her and then I saw a guy out of the corner of my eye.
"Sam, stop." A voice said and I looked to the right.
