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Actress college sex story

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Sree stood in the hallway with her hands on her hips, pushing out her massive tits so the thin fabric of her top stretched tight. "Look at these, 38DD and they bounce like crazy when I walk. Bet none of you losers could handle them without cumming in your pants." Anikha laughed beside her, running her hands over her wide hips and thick ass. "My pussy stays dripping wet and tight as hell. I love making weak boys stare while I call them pathetic worms." Krithi smirked, her perky tits barely covered, and added, "My mouth can suck a cock dry in seconds. You scrawny fucks don't deserve even a glance."

Ram kept his head down as their cruel words hit him again. Every day the three rich bitches made him feel small, shoving him aside or mocking his quiet nature while their money let them get away with everything. He burned inside, planning payback without showing a single sign.

After lectures ended, Ram slipped through the side door and spotted Krithi on her knees in the empty classroom. The maths HOD stood over her with his pants open, his thick cock already hard and glistening. Ram pulled out his phone fast, hitting record and staying hidden behind the doorway.

Krithi wrapped her tight lips around the HOD's shaft and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with every pull. "Mmm, fuck yes, shove it deeper," she moaned around the dick, spit dripping down her chin as she bobbed her head fast. The HOD groaned and gripped her red hair, thrusting into her mouth while she gagged wetly and slurped louder. "Take it all, you rich little slut," he grunted, his balls slapping her chin with each rough pump. Krithi moaned again, the sound filthy and eager, her tongue swirling over the head before she swallowed him to the root.

Ram kept the camera steady, capturing every detail: Krithi's perky tits jiggling, the way her spit-slick lips stretched around the veiny cock, and the messy strings of saliva that fell onto her shirt. She pulled off for a second to gasp, "Cum down my throat, I want it," then dove back on, sucking noisily until the HOD's hips jerked and he unloaded. Thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth, some leaking from the corners as she swallowed and moaned.

Ram stopped recording, heart pounding. He sent the full video straight to Krithi's phone with a single message: "I have this. Do exactly what I say from now on, or the whole college sees you sucking cock like a whore. Meet me behind the gym after dark."

He waited in the shadows, phone in hand, already hard from the power shifting his way.

Ram stood in the dark behind the gym, his phone buzzing with Krithi's reply. He typed fast: "I will delete the video after one task. Prove you obey or it goes public."

Krithi arrived minutes later, her petite frame tense, perky tits heaving under her tight top. "What task?" she snapped, eyes flashing with that old defiance.

"You fuck two school janitors tonight. Let them use every hole. Do it right and the video stays gone," Ram said, voice steady and cold.

She froze, face paling. "No fucking way. That's disgusting. I won't."

Ram held up his phone, thumb hovering over send. "Refuse and the whole college sees you swallowing the HOD's load like a desperate whore. Your choice."

Krithi's shoulders slumped. Fear overtook her fire. "Fine. I'll do it," she muttered, voice shaking.

Ram led her to the maintenance wing. Two aged black janitors, one tall and thick with a heavy gut, the other shorter but built like a bull, looked up from their mops. Ram showed them the message and nodded. They grinned wide, cocks already twitching in their pants.

The taller one grabbed Krithi first, yanking her close. "This rich bitch gonna take our dicks?" He shoved her to her knees. She unzipped him, pulling out a fat 10-inch black cock, veiny and already leaking. The shorter janitor freed his 9-inch thick shaft beside it. Krithi opened her mouth and sucked the first one deep, gagging as it hit her throat. Spit ran down her chin while she stroked the second.

"Fuck, her tight mouth feels good," the tall janitor groaned, thrusting into her face. The other slapped his cock against her cheek before she switched, sucking him hard, tongue swirling the head. Ram stayed hidden nearby, phone recording every wet slurp and moan.

They dragged her into the empty school toilet, bending her over a sink. The tall janitor rammed his cock into her pussy from behind, stretching her tight walls with hard, fast strokes. "Take that black dick, slut," he grunted. Krithi cried out, body jolting. The shorter one pushed his cock into her mouth again, face-fucking her while the first pounded her cunt.

They switched positions fast. The shorter janitor lay on the floor and pulled Krithi onto his cock, impaling her pussy. The tall one pressed behind, forcing his thick shaft into her asshole for double penetration. Krithi screamed as both holes filled, the two cocks stretching her wide, thrusting in rhythm. Her perky tits bounced with every slam. "Oh god, it's too much," she moaned, but her body shook with an orgasm, pussy clenching around the invading shafts.

Ram zoomed in, capturing the raw fucking, her juices dripping, assholes and pussies gripping dark meat. They flipped her onto her back on the cold tile. One janitor fucked her pussy missionary while the other fed her his cock, alternating between her mouth and tits. She came again, legs trembling, juices squirting.

Pulling out, they stroked their cocks over her face. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her lips, cheeks, and perky tits. More shot onto her belly and pussy. Krithi licked the cum from her lips as ordered, then the janitors made her lick their cocks clean, tongue dragging over every inch. The tall one leaned down and kissed her deep, swapping cum between their mouths while the other rubbed his softening dick on her cum-smeared body.

Ram kept recording, cock hard in his pants, already planning the next demand. Krithi lay there panting, covered in their loads, eyes glassy but still defiant underneath the submission.
 
Ram pinned Krithi against the wall after the janitor finished brutalizing her. Her thighs were still trembling, cum leaking down her legs. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.

"You have to obey me whenever I say," Ram growled. "No matter what. Understand?"

Krithi nodded weakly, her voice hoarse. "Yes... I understand."

Days later, the fat house owner showed up at Ram's door, demanding rent. He was a massive, sweaty man with a gut that hung over his belt and thick arms covered in hair. Ram studied him for a moment, then smirked.

"You want rent?" Ram said. "I have a better deal."

He pulled out his phone and showed the owner a photo of Krithi—naked, on her knees, looking up at the camera with cum on her face. The fat man's eyes widened. His cock immediately strained against his pants, creating a visible bulge.

"If you let me fuck this bitch," the owner said, voice thick with lust, "you don't pay rent for two months."

Ram didn't hesitate. "Done."

That evening, Ram brought Krithi to the owner's apartment. The fat man was already waiting, shirt off, his massive belly glistening with sweat. His cock was thick and veiny, already half-hard.

"Strip," Ram ordered Krithi.

She obeyed, removing her clothes until she stood naked before both men. The owner licked his lips and grabbed her, pulling her close. His fat hands groped her tits roughly before he shoved her down to her knees.

"Suck it," he grunted.

Krithi opened her mouth and took his thick cock between her lips. The owner groaned loudly as she sucked him, her tongue working along his shaft. "Mmmph... fuck, that's good," he moaned, thrusting his hips forward. His belly jiggled with each movement as Krithi gagged on his length.

After a few minutes, he pulled her up and bent her over the couch. He slapped her ass hard—spank—then shoved his cock into her pussy without warning. Krithi cried out as he stretched her.

"Ahhh! Fuck!" she moaned as the fat man pounded into her. His heavy body slapped against her ass with each thrust. Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Take it, you little slut," he growled, spanking her again. Spank. "Your pussy feels so fucking tight."

"Oh god... yes... harder," Krithi moaned, her voice shaking.

The owner grabbed her hips and fucked her deeper, his fat gut resting on her lower back. He leaned down and kissed her roughly, his tongue invading her mouth while his cock slammed into her pussy. Krithi moaned into the kiss, her body rocking forward with each brutal thrust.

"Mmm... mmmph... ahhh!" she cried between kisses.

The fat man spanked her again—spank—leaving red handprints on her ass as he continued pounding her. "You like that, don't you? Getting fucked by a fat bastard like me."

"Yes... yes, I love it," Krithi gasped.

He flipped her onto her back and spread her legs wide, thrusting back into her pussy. His massive body covered hers completely as he fucked her hard, the couch creaking beneath them. Krithi wrapped her legs around his thick waist, moaning louder with each thrust.

"Ahhh! Fuck me!" she cried. "Your cock feels so big!"

The owner kissed her again, his tongue sliding against hers while his cock drove deep into her wet pussy. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. His heavy balls slapped against her ass.

"I'm gonna cum," he groaned against her lips.

He pulled out at the last second and stroked his cock over her stomach. Thick ropes of cum shot across her tits and belly as he grunted loudly. "Fuuuuck... take it all."

Krithi lay there panting, covered in his load, while the fat man caught his breath above her.

Ram watched from the corner, satisfied. Two months of free rent secured.The fat owner was still catching his breath, his thick cock dripping cum onto Krithi's stomach, when the door creaked open. His son stepped inside, a lean young man in his early twenties with the same hungry look in his eyes as his father. He took one look at Krithi's naked, cum-covered body sprawled across the couch and grinned.

"Dad, you didn't tell me you had company," the son said, closing the door behind him. His eyes never left Krithi's spread legs.

Krithi sat up quickly, covering her breasts with her arms. "No. I'm not doing this with him too."

Ram stepped forward from the corner, his voice low and threatening. "You will do whatever I say. Remember what we talked about? You obey me. No questions."

Krithi looked between Ram's cold stare and the son's eager grin. Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "...Fine."

The son wasted no time. He stripped off his shirt and pants, his cock already hard as he approached her. "Get on your knees again," he ordered.

Krithi slid off the couch onto the floor. The son grabbed her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth without hesitation. She gagged as he thrust deep, his hips pumping against her face. Gluck. Gluck. Gluck. Saliva dripped down her chin as he face-fucked her.

"Fuck, she's good," the son groaned, watching his cock disappear between her lips. He pulled out and hauled her back onto the couch, positioning her on all fours. His father watched from a nearby chair, stroking his softening cock as he enjoyed the show.

The son lined up behind Krithi and slammed into her cum-slick pussy. She cried out as he started pounding her immediately. Slap. Slap. Slap. His hands gripped her hips as he fucked her hard and fast.

"Ahhh! Oh god!" Krithi moaned, her body rocking forward with each thrust.

The son reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing them roughly while he fucked her. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, then spanked her ass hard—spank—leaving another red mark on her already bruised skin.

"Take that cock, you dirty slut," he growled, spanking her again. Spank. "Your pussy is so fucking wet."

"Mmmph... yes... harder," Krithi gasped, her moans growing louder as he drilled into her.

He flipped her onto her back and spread her legs wide, thrusting back inside her. His body pressed against hers as he fucked her deep, his mouth finding hers in a rough kiss. Their tongues tangled while his cock slammed into her pussy over and over. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

"Ahhh! Fuck me!" Krithi cried out between kisses, her legs wrapping around his waist.

The son broke the kiss and pulled out, stroking his cock over her face. Thick ropes of cum shot across her lips and cheeks as he groaned loudly. "Take it all, bitch."

Krithi lay there panting, her face and body covered in cum from both men. The son stepped back with a satisfied smirk while his father chuckled from his chair.

Ram nodded approvingly. "Good girl. Two months rent-free, just like that."
 
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