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In the middle of a lecture, I sat, scrolling through Tinder on my phone, when a familiar, cloyingly sweet voice drifted through the air. "Hey Ellie, how's it going?" I recognized it as Michelle's voice.
I glanced in her direction and rolled my eyes. "Hey Michelle," I muttered, sighing. The thought of her made me cringe. Her stunning blonde hair and unnaturally large breasts were always merged with a tacky top that exposed a part of her cleavage.
She sat down next to me, and the intention behind her greeting became clear. She wanted to gloat. "Guess who I blew over the weekend?" she asked.
"I don't care," I replied indifferently.
"Ryan Smith!" she said gleefully, puffing out her chest and arching her back to push her chest out even further. This smug, self-satisfied expression irritated me. We both knew how much Ryan intrigued me, but he seemed to have disappeared from my life.
Michelle couldn't resist rubbing it in my face. "Didn't you give him a blowjob at the beginning of the term too?" she taunted. This bitch knew how much I'd lusted after him.
"Yes," I mumbled sourly. "You've heard of recency bias, right?"
"Oh, are you jealous?" she asked, trying to get a rise out of me.
"What's that got to do with it?" I muttered, scowling. "I can suck cock better than you, no matter what Ryan said to boost your swollen ego."
"Michelle, ladies!" Samantha interjected, breaking through the tension. "Let's not fight. I'm sure both of you are reasonably competent cock suckers."
"That's hardly a confidence boost," I said with a snort. "But yeah, let's have a competition. Get the panel of boys organized and I'll prove who sucks cock best."
Friday rolled around and we found ourselves in Samantha's dorm room. She had managed to find six boys for the panel. After drawing names from a bowl, we received three each.
"Alright," Samantha said, "The rules are simple: suck each of your three boys to completion and the first one to finish all three wins. Understood?" We both nodded.
One of the boys raised a hand. "Can they do this topless? It might help us keep aroused."
"Excellent idea," Samantha replied. "Take your tops off, girls." I pulled my tank top off over my head.
"What, worried yours aren't as good as Michelle's?" she teased, already down to her bra.
"Not that it's any contest," I remarked, shrugging off my bra as well. Probably not much of a contest in terms of breast size, but what I lacked in size I made up for in other areas.
I couldn't help throwing Michelle a dangerous look. "We'll see about that." I rubbed my breasts, making them perkier. The boys' eyes were glued to her breasts. Bastards.
Michelle undid her bra, allowing her chest to fall free. Her breasts were impressive, but her nipples were tiny and pale. Ah, well, maybe there was hope for me. She bounced her breasts, displaying them to their fullest. "Ready, boys?" she grinned.
"Go!" shouted Samantha, and we knelt in front of our respective men. Mine was wearing jeans, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry to remove them. I had to remove his belt first and do the honors. While waiting, I noticed Michelle already had her target's dick in her mouth.
As I fumbled with his pants, I almost started laughing. This cock was thin and small, which got me wondering how Samantha could've found such an undersized man.
I added him to the growing list of my conquests and got to work. I bobbed my head vigorously, creating a tight vacuum as I pulled back and released. This tiny thing didn't stand a chance, and soon it was twitching at my touch.
The others finally managed to undress their own targets, and I finished before anyone else. "Excellent work, ladies," Samantha muttered with a smile.
I looked at Michelle's finished targets, then back at my own. We locked eyes, and I felt the beginning of a warning glint in her eyes. The competition wasn't over yet. God, she was annoying.
"Another round?" asked Michelle brazenly. This chick clearly had a bone to pick.
"Bring it," I challenged, my eyes gleaming. We both knew what she had in mind. Samantha set the rules: the same process, except we had to finish all six men. All eyes were on M & I. I smiled, and Michelle glared at me.
The entire room shifted. I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Can these bitches double their rate? I thought I was prepared for this. I was very wrong.
Incredibly, Michelle and I reached the finish line at the same time and locked eyes. I was amazed by her ability to keep up with me. As the last breaths of these arrogant men escaped their bodies, a thought occurred to me: A rematch?! Shit. I still wanted to show off. We both knew what the other girl had in mind. There's only one way to make sure I win. I need to outshine her. Time to double up.
In the nick of time, as I dropped to my knees, the room burst into prolonged roars of male satisfaction. I clasped my hands together, grinning, vowing to win the next round and prove who sucked the best.
Just when I was about to start, he began breathing heavily and panting wildly. Suddenly, his cum filled my mouth, and I quickly gulped it down. I was off to a strong start, as Michelle was still working hers, lending a hand to help him out.
Rubbing my lips, I moved on to the next one. Lucky for me, he had already taken out his penis. This one was a more regular size, standing hard and proud. I gave it a few swipes with my hand, and then proceeded to suck it. I heard Michelle's guy moan softly as he came, and she immediately switched on to her second.
I glanced upward and made eye contact with the guy I was sucking. His name was Steve. He was just smiling pleasantly and watching me intently. No signs of him coming anytime soon. I tried to relax my throat and ease it down his cock, reaching further each time I moved my head until his cock touched the back of my throat. Although I was usually great at this, my nerves were getting the best of me, with countless people watching.
Despite his intense stare, there were no signs of him coming. Maybe this was not his preference. I switched to using my mouth and tongue on his cock's head, and worked my hand up and down his thick shaft. He was making all kinds of happy noises, but I didn't think he was close to coming yet.
I heard Michelle's second guy make some loud groans as he climaxed. I needed to catch up, so I resorted to playing my secret card. Running my finger along the very tight hole between his legs, I stoked the opening in question. He was starting to breathe deeper now.
Adding more pressure, I slipped my finger inside him, noticing how his dick was throbbing hard in my mouth. He must have been close, but he still hadn't made a peep. My actions must have been too subtle, as he moved my finger out of the equation and slapped down his own hand on the desk, coming all over my face and hair.
An involuntary gasp spread across the room as his cum continued to shoot out. More spurts flew, completely covering me, and I was unable to swallow it all so I had to stuff it in my mouth. By the time I managed to get it soaked in, his pulsating cock was ready to erupt once more, producing even more cum.
Trust me, I was drenched in his spunk. I moved on to my third and final guy. He was known as Simon and wore sweatpants. Wait, if that cock silhouette matched the outline, he was seriously huge. I lowered his pants and underwear and found myself staring at my first super-sized penis. His erection filled my view, more than twice as big as what I was used to. I looked up at him; he seemed like just an average, geeky guy-if not for this GIANT cock that was straining against the texture of his trousers. Surely, this would be entertaining.
I held both of my hands around his shaft as it dwarfed them completely. I started wanking it, feeling it getting harder and bigger. Risking losing all my moistness, I opened my mouth and tried to get it inside, but couldn't fit the head alone. Forgettable. Michelle was bobbing her head up and down on a normal-sized cock, her large breasts swaying manically.
I didn't like where this was going, but I had to make the most of the situation. I licked his head and suckled on his tip, using both hands to rub his dick. I could feel his shaft pulsing in my hands, getting ready to unload his huge load. I glanced over at Michelle and saw that one ejaculated, leaving a puddle on the floor.
"Yes!" she yelled triumphantly, "I win!"
I felt downhearted. I normally didn't mind losing, but I couldn't stand losing to Michelle. I turned around to face Simon and saw his expression. Instead of rejoicing, he grabbed my hips and flipped me until I was bent over this very large desk. What was he planning? He hiked up my skirt and pulled my underwear down to my ankles. Oh my God, this p-l-a-n looked like he was going to bury his entire length into me, for all to see. And without a condom.
When I least expected, he was pushing his dick between my folds, into my pussy. I felt him stretching me wide and completely filling me as he moved it in. Thankfully, I was really wet since I'd never had something this big inside me before.
"Holy shit!" I heard Sam exclaim from behind me.
He plunged deeper and deeper into me, until I thought I couldn't take any more. I let out a long moan as he invaded me. Wow, it felt like being fisted, he was so big.
Then, he almost pulled out completely and thrust hard back inside me again, making me cry out. A storm of delight spread from my core, swallowing my body as he fucked me hard and deep. With each thrust, I couldn't help but cry out, engulfed in the sensation. Everything else faded away; the room, the people watching me, everything. All I could feel was his massive, rock-hard length filling my tight pussy, sending blasts of bliss through me with his powerful, forceful pushes.
His movements sent shocks of delight coursing through me, igniting a blaze of passion that seemed to consume every fiber of my being. I surrendered myself to the incredibly intense experience of being dominated by him, thrilled by the raw intensity of his yearning as he hammered into me with relentless strength.
My moans became louder with each thrust. I surrendered to the beat of our bodies, the urgency of our coupling driving me towards a blissfully intense crescendo. I grabbed the edge of the desk tightly, my fingers turning white as I yielded to the surging bliss engulfing me. Increasingly impatient, I was teetering on the brink of ecstasy. I screamed out with joy with every one of his thrusts. The outside world melted away, and I lost myself in the pulsing rhythm of our bodies.
My orgasmic moans grew louder with each thrust. I let go fully, succumbing to the tidal wave of delight sweeping over me in intense waves. Determined to reach the climax, I gripped the desk's edge, my knuckles glowing white. When I finally did, with a scream of relief, I fell over the edge.
A torrent of bliss engulfed me, overpowering me with sensations that left me panting for breath. My body twitched with the force of my orgasm, waves upon waves of bliss crashing over me again and again. I screamed out in delight, energized by the sheer intensity of what I was experiencing, drowning in a sea of pure, unadulterated euphoria.
But he didn't relent; he kept on fucking me. When my own climax finally began to recede, I felt him nearing his own climax. He groaned, burying himself deep inside me as his hot seed spilled into my pussy.
The sensation was consuming, blissful waves spreading through me as he emptied himself. I could feel every throb of his cock, each one sending flashes of ecstasy through my body. I gasped and moaned, my body quivering with the aftershocks of my own orgasm as I welcomed his release.
When he finally withdrew, I was left gaping and exposed, his cum running across the floor. I was still leaned over the cold table, my breasts pressed hard against it. As my thoughts returned, I realized Sam, Michelle, and the other five boys were gaping at me in shock.
"Who wants to go to the student bar for a drink?" asked Simon, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
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