College Slut Runs Amo

What am I gonna do?

Jenny Parker peered into her bathroom mirror, a feeling of desperation creeping into her psyche. Two months shy of completing her second year at Carrington College, a small, all girls post secondary institute, she knew she was in jeopardy of flunking out. She was a bright enough girl, and when she was interested in a subject area she would do quite well. However she was experiencing great difficulties in three of her courses: economics, biology, and English literature.

Her lack of success in economics and biology kind of made sense. She wasn't really into anything related to business, and biology really wasn't her thing either. The only reason she enrolled in it was because she thought it would go well with her major, physical education. As for English lit, that one was more baffling.

Unlike the others, this had always been one of her favorites. She was a voracious reader and an avid writer, loving creative writing in particular. The problem was her instructor, Professor Watts. To a certain extent the teachers in the other two classes, Professor Weir and Professor Kelly, contributed to Jenny's difficulties as well, but for a different reason: they just weren't great at their jobs.

Professor Watts on the other hand was excellent: thorough, well prepared, and his lessons always captivating. Unfortunately he was also quite demanding, and a ball buster when it came to grading, Jenny not alone in her struggles. None of the students really complained however for two reasons. First, although he was a tough marker he was fair, and he was also very friendly, kind, and personable. Everyone just liked the guy. And second, he was a stone cold fox, the hottest male teacher at Carrington. That went a long way in an all girls school.

Jenny was pretty sure that was a big part of her current predicament. He was very distracting, being a predominant character in many of her daydreams in and out of class. The teenager frequently found herself fantasizing about dropping to her knees and sucking his cock between her juicy lips, swallowing his cum down her slender throat, or bending over a desk and letting him fuck her doggy style.

The fact of the matter was, Jenny Parker was an utter and complete slut.

She hadn't always been that way. Until her later teen years she was actually introverted, and kind of nerdy to be truthful. She had been skinny, wore glasses, her mouth full of braces, her complexion not the greatest. She had never been that interested in boys, perhaps because they had never been that interested in her, but eventually the braces came off, her skin cleared up, and her body filled out. Suddenly a lot more boys became interested. Very interested.

Initially she didn't know how to deal with her newfound popularity. Still quite shy she was reticent to date, but she found herself more and more attracted to the opposite sex. When she discovered the joys of masturbation her sexuality blossomed, and when she discovered the joys of a hard cock in her pussy it exploded.

The latter had only begun on the occasion of her eighteenth birthday. Jenny thought it was as good a time as any to lose her virginity, and fortunately for her the lover she chose was experienced, making her first time very memorable. After that she went wild, her sexual awakening all consuming.

She had fucked guys her age, guys a little older, guys a lot older. She loved getting railed from behind and she loved cowgirl, but to be honest any position was fine as long as it involved a hard cock, or several hard cocks. To her it was all good, the experience all that mattered. Jenny had learned to please herself while pleasing others, so if her partner wasn't very adept she could still cum, and almost always did. And if he was skilled, well then so much the better.

Being at an all girls college one might have thought that her opportunities for dalliances with men would be limited, but nothing could have been further from the truth, her appearance and newly discovered self confidence compensating for any slight limitation in available partners. Jenny believed she could get any man she wanted. Well, maybe not any man, but any single man and any married man lacking scruples or self control.

She was gorgeous, the former wallflower now a teen goddess, looking older than her nineteen years, but not too much older. Her face was stunning: high cheekbones and full, pouty lips; sultry, hazel eyes; a svelte little nose; and a lovely smile, compliments of two years of braces, all blending beautifully. Long, silky brown hair completed the breathtaking package. She was blessed with a willowy, five foot ten inch frame that was both slender and athletic: thin waisted with wider hips; long, toned legs; a tight, heart shaped butt; and two firm, moderately large tits.

The beautiful brunette also knew how to "dress for success" as it were, possessing a variety of outfits suitable for any occasion, from modest to sexy to downright whorish. She had ditched glasses for contact lenses, only wearing spectacles for effect from time to time. During regular school days she tended to dress conservatively, usually more subdued black slacks combined with a white top. She really saw no need to dress provocatively for school, except perhaps for her English class.

Finally, the girl was also a virtuoso in the art of seduction, subtly or overtly exuding sexuality as required, flirting effortlessly, able to manipulate most men with her body language, a subdued yet knowing smile, a well timed double entendre, or just flat out saying, "Let's fuck." She had so many weapons at her disposal it almost wasn't fair.

A few months shy of her twentieth birthday, she had screwed somewhere in the neighborhood of fifty different men, her body count an estimate at best. The longest relationship she had been in lasted a month, ending at a party when her boyfriend at the time passed out from drinking. She had warned him that if he got piss drunk again they were through. Jenny was a bit upset, so she consoled herself by fucking two of his friends that night. Afterwards she realized that she had no interest in anything long term. There would be time for that later if she so desired.

She understood how society would judge her: a tramp, a whore, someone to be scorned. She was aware of the hypocrisy that came with her gender. If a nineteen year old guy slept with fifty or so women he'd be considered a stud, a hero to many, but a girl behaving the same way? Jenny didn't care. She loved sex, loved cumming, loved making others cum. It was her

raison d'être

. If that made her a slut then so be it. She loved that too.

Without doubt her craziest, most depraved experience came when she let six dudes from the local semi-pro basketball team gang bang her, a three hour extravaganza culminating in her face and body being painted with several coats of cum, as hot as any naughty video on PornHub.

It had started out innocuously enough. Jenny had gone to a club, easily passing for twenty-one, and had met a man. He was tall, confident, and decent looking so of course they hooked up. He fucked her six ways from Sunday, leading Jenny to give him her number. A few days later he texted her.

Hey babe, it's Joshua. Having a little party tonight, wondered if ur interested?

It took a moment for her to jog her memory as to who the fuck Joshua was, then it clicked in.

What kind of party?

Just some of the boys from the team. They want to meet u

She was intrigued. Jenny had fucked two guys at a time before, but this would be uncharted territory, the very concept of it making her cunt drip.

I'd love to meet your friends. What time?

8:00. Dress nice baby

Oh I'll dress nice,

she thought, her pussy soaking in anticipation.

She arrived at Joshua's condo 8:00 pm sharp, Jenny unfailingly punctual. He led her to his living room where she was greeted by five of his teammates: one standing, two lounging on a beige leather sectional, the other two scattered on a couple of arm chairs. They quickly sized her up, thrilled with what they saw.

The five foot ten inch beauty sported black, stiletto heeled ankle boots, her tanned, bare legs climbing to a tight, short red leather skirt, a slit above her left thigh. A diaphanous, long sleeved black blouse clung to her torso, a black bra covering her shapely breasts visible beneath.

Jenny's smoky brown eyes peered back at the five pairs ogling her. She smiled demurely, crimson lips curling up at the corners ever so subtly. Her wavy tresses flowed down her back and across her shoulders, parted down the centre of her lovely head, catching the light just right.

"Well, aren't you a tall glass of perfection," the man standing said.

"Guys, this is Jenny," Joshua added, introducing her.

"Hi Jenny," they replied, more or less in unison.

"Hello," she answered.

She was surprised by how calm she felt. She had been nervous on the way over, but her anxiety had transformed into excitement. An incredible sense of confidence filled her, the scrumptious teen knowing she was where she was meant to be, about to do what she was meant to do.

Invited to sit on the sofa she sauntered over, gracefully lowering her lissom body between two of the men. After some cursory small talk it wasn't long before a pair of hands were groping her tits over her blouse, another pair sliding along her thighs and beneath her skirt, her head turned and angled back a shade, the standing man's lips plastered to hers, his tongue inside her mouth.

Then the blouse was ripped open and her bra disappeared, a man's mouth inhaling her nipple; her thong panties around her ankles, another man's finger pumping inside her; the standing man's long, hard cock replacing his tongue between her lips. She glanced at the two large bodies stationed in the arm chairs, their dicks in their hands as they slowly masturbated to the scene playing out in front of them. Joshua was out of her field of vision, but she imagined him doing the same.

The man standing groaned loudly, unexpectedly erupting, Jenny's delightful cock sucking too much for him to handle. She greedily gobbled down her first load of the evening, grinning up at him when she was done, a tiny dollop of cum on her chin. He smiled back at her then gave her face a little slap.

"Very nice bitch."

One of the men seated in an arm chair rose to his feet and walked over to her, his cock swaying in front of him. He was a tad smaller than his friend and circumcised, his bulbous glans dripping pre-cum.

"My turn," he mumbled, steering his prick between her succulent red lips.

While all this was happening someone had pushed her red skirt up, a shaved head now between her legs, a tongue probing her slit; someone else's lips and tongue attacked her tits.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted the dude who had remained in one of the arm chairs. He was furiously jacking off. Suddenly his legs went rigid, extending in front of him, followed by an arc of semen jettisoning four feet towards her, hitting the coffee table then dribbling onto the hardwood floor. Two more less powerful spurts followed, the man collapsing on the chair, a blissful smirk staring back at her.

Holy fuck,

she marvelled.

Whoever was eating her was doing a masterful job. She could feel every touch of this man's tongue across her glistening, hairless flesh, Jenny having maintained a completely bald pussy save for a thin landing strip of jet black pubes. His salacious assault alternated from delving between her swollen labia to caressing her throbbing clit. She was getting closer.

Her mouth was doing a number on the second cock she was blowing, her lips sealed tightly around it, her swirling tongue driving the man around the bend. Gripping the back of her head he started fucking her face, cramming his straining dick in as far as he could. Jenny took it all, coughing, gagging, choking, spit spewing from her jaws, but never quitting, and soon he too was pumping her mouth full of hot jizz, the sexy slut guzzling her second helping.

"Oh you fucking whore," he moaned happily.

Jenny was thrilled that she had made two guys orgasm, well three if you counted the one who had jerked off to her, but now she was desperate to cum as well. The baller going down on her was about to make her wish come true. Two fingers were now inside her sloppy pussy strumming on her g-spot, a tongue latched onto her shiny little pearl.

"Oh fuck,'' she hissed, her pelvis arching off of the cushion below.

Waves of sensual euphoria spread to every appendage as Jenny's orgasm washed over her body, her eyes closing momentarily. She was only permitted a brief interlude however as she felt two hands roughly grab her legs, hauling her across the leather couch. It was Joshua.

"Time to fuck that sweet pussy," he said.

Abruptly thrusting his hard cock inside her, he made no pretense of taking his time to add to her enjoyment, instead screwing her hard and fast, his genitals slapping into hers at breakneck speed. Jenny threw her legs over his shoulders; her feet, still encased in her black ankle boots, dangled in the air.

Joshua was obviously in a hurry to join his buddies in orgiastic release, his only thought to blast a load of sperm deep inside the squelching cunt of the slut beneath him. And Jenny couldn't have been happier, his debauched single mindedness increasing her arousal. She was playing with herself while he hammered her, the digits of her right hand lashing her clit, another orgasm seconds away.

"Yes mother fucker, fuck that pussy, FUCK IT!" she moaned loudly.

His only response were some breathless grunts, his lower body pounding her harder, sweat beading on his face and body. A different set of hands reached from behind her, mauling her breasts. Suddenly a third man wrenched her head sideways, her lips separating to welcome another soon to be satisfied dick.

The wanton teen was on the verge of her second climax. A guttural roar from Joshua signalled his orgasm, his body heaving forward as his cock vented a torrent of cum inside Jenny. The cock in her mouth ruptured, warm seed painting her tongue as a loud groan echoed in her ears. Then she came, a muffled scream emanating from her mouth still stuffed with man meat.

Joshua withdrew his spent prick from Jenny's cunt, flopping onto the sectional, some of his cum drizzling from her opening. The guy who had shot a load in her mouth pulled out as well, the girl swallowing some of his spunk, a portion glazing her lips. She wiped it off with the back of her hand then lay back on the sofa, breathing deeply, her chest rapidly rising and falling.

She wasn't done yet however, the dude who had been fondling her tits still in need of relief. He was the biggest of the bunch, six ten with a prick to match dangling between his legs, long and thick.

"I'm gonna shred that pussy, bitch," he stated calmly.

"Oh fuck," Jenny whispered, a thin line of drool dangling from her lower lip. "Let me get outta my clothes first."

She unzipped the red skirt bunched around her waist, shimmying out of the garment. Next she removed her sheer top, the silky material sliding off of her with a shrug of her shoulders. Finally she bent over, deftly loosening one boot then the other, kicking them from her slender, sexy feet.

"Damn girl, your body is fine!"

The huge man reached down, effortlessly lifting her naked form from the leather furnishings. He kissed her viciously then flipped her around, bending her over the arm of the sofa, Jenny's flowing locks tumbling beneath her head. Pushing her long legs further apart he grasped his angry tool, directing it between her inflamed labia and into her drenched, semen laden vagina.

Wincing, she took his prodigious organ like a champ, propping herself up on the armrest. The sweaty athlete started fucking her with a steady rhythm, in and out, in and out, his cock stretching her cunt. Over the span of a few minutes he sped up, his member slick with her juices and the remnants of Joshua's cum.

"Fuck girl, your pussy's lit," he said between grunts.

Jenny was on a collision course with another climax, the monster inside her hitting all the right spots. The delicate fingers of her right hand found her slick little button, rubbing herself as her current fuck buddy plowed her. He started slapping her ass hard with his open hand: once, twice, three times, and more, a red welt appearing on each cheek. She was loving it, flinching each time but getting closer and closer to cumming with every smack. Someone grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. It was the guy who had cum all over the furniture earlier. He was hard again, a six inch erection bobbing in front of her face.

"Suck my cock whore."

"Oh fuck, okay..." she sighed, her red lips opening.

She was a sexy mess, lipstick smeared around her mouth and chin. Pressing his hips forward he inserted his dick, Jenny doing her best to suck him off while she was getting the shit fucked out of her, more than once having this cock tickle her uvula when the big man behind her thrust forward. On occasion the prick in her jaws would slip out, the man slapping her face with it then steering it back in.

Within minutes all three came, the dude in her mouth first. A ribbon of cum landed in her hair, a second hitting her forehead before the spasming penis plunged back between her ruby red lips to deposit the last of its nasty load. The other phallus drove forward, penetrating her deeper than any other that night, a fresh delivery of sperm filling her cunt. With a muted squeal Jenny came last, her tender pussy contracting, a blend of semen and her creamy ejaculate trickling down her inner thigh. A hand squeezed her slender neck, tilting her head back. She peered up into the eyes of the man whose cock she had just sucked. He gave her cheek a slap, her lovely hazel eyes watering.

"Beautiful blow job slut," he said smirking.

"It was my pleasure mother fucker," she replied, a lascivious smile gracing her lovely, sloppy face.

The man behind her pulled out wordlessly, a huge helping of his seed oozing from Jenny. She leaned forward on the arm of the sofa, her legs quivering, feeling like jelly. Inhaling deeply she tried to catch her breath.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" she hollered, feeling another large, newly resurrected penis entering her unannounced.

The remainder of the night went pretty much the same, Jenny's cunt and mouth being used over and over again. They really went to town on her, fucking her roughly, slapping her pretty face, choking her, manhandling her tender tits. She adored it all. By the end of the evening she guessed she had swallowed a half dozen loads or more, with as many in her cunt. She was pleased to discover that the guys weren't completely self-centered, eating her pussy a few more times and letting her take some water breaks.

Cumming a dozen times herself, she let the men finish her off in style, dropping to her knees for the first, and so far only bukkake of her life. She was impressed that even after blowing their loads repeatedly, all six men were able to summon one more ejaculation each. Mind you, for a couple of them it was barely more than a dribble, but still they were able to gift her with a nice glazing on her stunning face, and even some on her tasty tits, Jenny rubbing her clit to one final orgasm. She had them record the show on her phone for posterity, a souvenir that to this day still excited her.

*****

That wild night had occurred just over three weeks ago. Realizing that her "sex-capades" were also taking away from her focus on academics she had cut back, and incredibly that was the last time she had fucked anyone, probably a new record she thought wistfully. Jenny had masturbated pretty much every day, but she wasn't sure she could last much longer, truly missing the feeling of a real dick in her cunt or mouth.