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Freshman Year - Chapter 22

As Mark approached the empty seat at the back of the room, he was happily surprised to see Sreeleela there, scribbling down some notes as Professor Jackson continued to speak.

“Hey stranger” she smiled and whispered when Mark took the seat next to her.

“Hey Sreeleela, have I missed much?” Mark asked, taking out his textbook

“Nah not a whole lot” she replied, “Here’s my notes from today so far if you want to copy the bullet points down”

Tess shared her notes with Mark who began trying to summarise them. It showed just how smart she was, everything was so elaborate, in so much detail.

Mark scribbled down quickly the main dot points, for most of the writing, he didn’t even understand what it meant.

“Thanks for that” he said, allowing her to continue taking notes.

Mark couldn’t help but be distracted by the female beauty. Sreeleela had her hair tied back into a ponytail, some reading glasses on which made her look like a young sexy librarian. Topped off with some tight black leggings and a white tank top that allowed her smallish breasts to be on display. He pictured her to be around a B cup but they sure still looked deliciously tasty.

The class continued with Professor Jackson treating it more like a seminar. Students struggled to pay attention for the two full hours even though they were expected to take notes the entire time.

Without much sleep the night before, Mark found himself drifting off in his seat.

With his eyelids closing, he was saved by Sreeleela, rubbing his right arm that was leaning on the table.

“Uhh shit” he mumbled as he tried to wake himself up.

Sreeleela giggled at his reaction, “You know if you need to sleep, your probably can, look around, I can see at least 5 people right now who are dosing off”

“I would but I’m already struggling enough in this class as it is, I can’t risk to fall behind even further” Mark replied.

“It’s cool, I can just photocopy my notes for you after class” she offered.

“Really? Are you sure that’s okay?” He asked.

“Yeah of course, I’ve got the rest of the afternoon off so if you’re free, you can follow me back to the hall and we can use the photo copier there”

Mark fell in love with the warmth and kindness that Sreeleela was offering. Such an easy offer but maybe it meant so much to him based on how dead set attractive she was. Either way, Mark was satisfied.

“That would be great, only one class for me today so I would be free after this” he responded.

“Cool, now get some rest, if Jackson comes back this way or notices you asleep, I’ll give you a quick pinch” she whispered back.

Mark sunk back in his chair, it took him less than a couple of minutes to fall straight to sleep.

11:58 am

Mark woke to a pinch on the arm, Sreeleela was packing up her stuff as were most of the class.

“Jesus” he said, “I slept the entire time”

Sreeleela laughed, “come on then, let’s get back to the hall.

As the two exited the room, they saw another boy fast asleep in his chair, lightly snoring. Professor Jackson now standing in front of him and boy did he look mad.

“Wow, glad he didn’t catch me back there” laughed Mark as they exited the classroom.

“Don’t worry, I had your back” smiled Sreeleela, giving him a slight push to the shoulder.

The pair made their way back to East Hall, it was pretty quiet at this time, a couple people studying, a couple of people leaving to get some lunch but otherwise, it would we fairly empty.

Sreeleela led him to a small office in the hall, it was used occasionally by the two RA’s (Sreeleela and Paul) when they needed to do some quick work related to the students at East Hall.

She got the photo copier on and started to copy all of her notes from the day.

“Seriously, I owe you big time for this, it really means a lot” said Mark as Sreeleela finished up with the photo copier.

“Hey it’s cool, I like to help out people when I can” she smiled.

“Well is there anything I can do for you, anything at all?” asked Mark, very much wanting to return the favour.

“Hmmm... Well we’re looking for volunteers for the first football match of the season this Saturday,” said Sreeleela, “We need some people to help run the food stands and sell merch, would that be something that interests you?”

This wasn’t the kind of favour he had imagined doing. Mark had already clashed with certain members of the football team in his time on campus so far. He didn’t love the idea of spending his Saturday helping their team out, especially when he had other potential options.

But it was for Sreeleela and if he had any chance of getting with her eventually, he needed to do everything right.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 25

It was midday on Saturday and Mark was making his way towards the college football stadium.

He had volunteered to help out after Sreeleela did him a big favour in Chemistry class. Mark had agreed to help in one of the food or merchandise stands.

It was the perfect spring day. The sun was out, only a few clouds in the air, but otherwise very nice blue skies. Perfect weather to play the first football game of the season.

Once entering the stadium, Mark looked around a while before he could find Sreeleela.

He eventually located her in the lower stands, chatting with a footballer from the opposing team. She looked fabulous in her tight light blue jean short shorts and a red college top supporting the football team. The shirt tied at the front, tightening the shirt over her smallish tits. Sreeleela’s hair was slightly curled today, with a full face of make up, she had really come prepared.

Mark walked over to her as she finished up her conversation.

“Hey Mark! You made it, thank you so much for coming!” said Sreeleela, giving him a big hug.

“No problem at all, happy to be here,” he replied, happy about the attention from Sreeleela.

“Come with me, I’ll explain what you can do today on the way,” she said.

The two walked under the grandstands and towards one of the storage rooms.

“If it’s alright with you, it would be great if you could run some of the merchandise stands today,” she started, “pretty much just handling cash, taking orders and maybe running back and fourth from the storage room to the stall to keep everything stocked up.”

“Yeah too easy, sounds good,” he said, happy to impress Sreeleela.

“You’re a lifesaver,” she smiled, kissing him on the cheek, “I’ve got to run but make sure to come find me after the game.”

“Absolutely, will do,” Mark said as he watched the brunette babe skip out of the room.

Mark was pleasantly surprised with how easy the work was. He worked with a couple of other volunteer students that he had never met before. They handed out plenty of merchandise at the stalls, football tops, scarves, hats and more.

By Half Time of the match, their job was done they packed up the stalls and we’re allowed to come back inside the stadium to watch the second half.

Looking at the scoreboard, things weren’t looking great.

Eagles - 3 Panthers -10

Mark wasn’t the biggest football fan but he understood the importance of it for everyone else.

He stood in the stands with other students from his school as the second half was underway.

 

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“That sounds like a lot of fun Sreeleela,” he replied.

Whether he was excited for the party or not, he just wanted to have a chance to spend more time with Sreeleela.

“Awesome!” she said giving him another hug, “Text me when you’re there tonight, can’t wait to hang out with you.”

“Sure no problem, see you there!” he said before they parted ways.

On the way back to his dorm, Mark picked up some dinner on campus to take back. A lamb kebab with extra sauce and some fries on the side.

When he got back to the dorm, Matt was already there. Mark could tell that he had been at the game too by the face paint and college football shirt.

“What’s up Mark, were you at the game?” he asked.

“Yeah I went, helped out Sreeleela with a couple things and then saw the second half,” replied Mark.

“You got to help out Tiff?” he asked surprised.

“What’s the big deal about that?” said Mark as he took a seat on his bed and started opening up his kebab.

“The big deal? She’s Sreeleela man, I’d cut off my left hand just to kiss her,” Matt said, “She’s fucking so hot, almost couldn’t stop myself from giving that incredible ass a smack when she walked past me in the hall other day.”

Biting into his kebab, Mark listened to the way Matt went on about her.

“Well you’ve got Mrunal don’t you?” said Mark, “She’s hot and you’re pretty much a couple.”

Matt shook his head at the last think Mark had said, “No, no, no, not a couple, just fuck buddies.”

“I’ve got her right where I want her though, she won’t fuck anyone but me but if I get an opportunity with a fit chick here, I’m taking it,” explained Matt.

Continuing to eat, Mark was a little surprised with the way Matt was treating Mrunal.

“Anyways, you coming out tonight?” Matt asked.

“Yeah I’m meeting up with Sreeleela there,” replied Mark.

Matt shook his head in disbelief again, “Fuck me, if you end up getting in her pants tonight, bring her back here, I’ll bring Mrunal and then we can share,” he offered.

Mark knew the possibilities of all of this happening was low but he agreed just to get Matt off his back.

A few hours later, several beers down, Mark looked at his phone, 8:47. It was probably time for him to head down to the courtyards and find Sreeleela.

Matt had come with him too but he was quickly gone as soon as they got down there, most likely to try and find a third for a threesome with Mrunal.

Watching him leave, Mark took out his phone to text Sreeleela.

Mark: Hey Sree, out here now, you here yet?

Sreeleela: Sure am! Come meet me by the big bonfire

It certainly wasn’t hard to miss, the fire was massive and their were plenty of college students surrounding it, drinking cans of beer and cider.

Stepping over about 50 empty cans, Mark arrived at the bonfire where he saw Sreeleela standing and drinking with her senior friend Alia and a senior footballer that he didn’t know.

The first thing he noticed was just how food the girls looked. Sreeleela in tight blue jeans with a cute designer belt. She had on a white tube top that covered her breasts, her long hair straitened, sitting nicely last her shoulders.

Alia looked just as impressive, she too had tight jeans on, with a light purple halter top. Her famous curly hair on display again, she looked a bit tipsy already.

“Mark!” exclaimed Sreeleela as he approached the trio. “I’m so glad you could make it!

Introductions were made, he had met Alia multiple times before but he had never crossed paths with the tall dark haired guy with them.

It was Travis, he looked as if he was 25. He’s body mass and facial hair put Mark to shame.

The conversation quickly turned to the football match that happened earlier today. It was unfortunate for Matt who had nothing to contribute.

“You were incredible Travis, you all were,” said Sreeleela, “I think you guys actually have a shot this season, don’t you think Mark?”

“Ohh umm yeah definitely... great team!” he replied, surprised to be thrown into the conversation.

“Coach Raymers thinks so too, if we can find some consistency and fix up our defensive game, we’ll be fucking dominant,” said Travis.

Mark began to lose concentration in the conversation, already some what drunk, he could barely even pretend to care about football. He looked at the two girls, the way they looked up into his eyes, smiling at every word. What chance did a freshman like Mark have with two hot senior girls like these two.

“Yo Sree, you want to come with me and grab some more drinks to bring back here?” Travis asked the beautiful brunette.

“Umm yeah sure,” she replied, moving a piece of her behind her ear.

“We’ll bring you guys some more drinks too so don’t go too far,” Sreeleela told them as she wandered off with Travis.

Watching them walk off, Mark could just tell how much Sreeleela liked Travis. He was the kind of guy ghat could take away her concentration away from her studies.

“You want to grab a seat or something?” asked Alia, reminded him that she was still there, “My feet are killing me.”

“Ohhh... uhhh yeah, there’s some park bench just over there,” he said pointing to a near by area occupied by only a few other students.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 29

The two took a seat on one of the benches. It was a lot darker back here but they could still see everyone around the bonfire.

“Sreeleela’s certainly one hell of a hottie,” said Alia suddenly, throwing Mark off guard.

She was smiling at him, “I saw the way you were looking at her,” she said.

He was caught out, rather than lie and deny it, Mark decided he might as well just be honest and own up to it.

“Umm yeah, she’s one of a kind,” he said.

“We call her Miss Perfect, gorgeous, smart, charismatic... all in one,” explained Alia.

“Does she have a thing with that Travis guy? They seem pretty close,” asked Mark.

Alia’s smile sunk a little when Mark brought up Travis. “I guess so, we haven’t talked about it at all but I’m sure Travis is well into her,” she said.

It hit Mark, Alia was also interested in Travis. Not that it surprised him, Travis would be a target for most women.

Mark and Alia both looked ahead as they saw Travis and Sreeleela returning to the bonfire with a couple of six packs each.

“I’m guessing you’re quite interested in Travis too,” said Mark, watching the way she looked at the pair.

Alia started to blush. It was a cute look, she wasn’t the kind of girl who could hide their jealousy.

“It’s that obvious is it?” she laughed.

“Yeah, a little bit,” he replied.

“It doesn’t matter anyway, he probably only has eyes for Sreeleela,” she said, her smile dropping again.

Mark thought for a moment, maybe he could try and convince Alia that she had a shot with Travis and that she should do anything she could to take it. It would make Sreeleela jealous and maybe she would pay more attention to him.

Or he could the night working on Alia, someone who was already jealous and would be more likely to put out.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 29

Alia was clearly distracted by Travis and Sreeleela. Mark watched the jealous looks she made as she stared at the two.

He felt like an outsider watching in on a complicated Love Triangle surrounding Travis.

This might be the perfect opportunity for Mark to get laid. He could take advantage of the situation and use the jealousy over Travis to end up getting her panties off.

He’d heard of plenty of situations where this has happened. Jealousy can make a girl do crazy things and rooting Mark may be one of those things.

“Do you think they’re wondering where we are?” asked Mark as they continued to watch the two talk by the fire.

They began laughing, looking as if they were having a great time, “Eh probably not, too concentrated on themselves,” replied Alia.

“Who knows, Sreeleela is all over him right now, look at her rubbing his arms,” said Mark, trying to spark the jealousy.

He wouldn’t have to say too much more as the light touching turned into a full snog sesh. Sreeleela grabbed Travis by the back of the head to start kissing him passionately.

“Oh great... isn’t this fun to watch,” said Alia, looking on.

Her jealousy had shifted to a little bit of anger. Unhappy with the current situation, Alia looked ready to leave.

“If you want to talk about, I’m here for you,” said Mark.

Alia shot him a bit of a ugly look, “I don’t want to talk about shit,” she replied.

“I mean, we don’t have to talk, we can do something else, take your mind off things, whatever you want, I’m here,” he said.

Mark was doing whatever he could to try get into Alia’s pants. He wanted to put it out there that she could use him any way she wanted to. Take all her frustration and anger out.

“And what do you mean by that?” she asked interested.

“Anything you want, help you take your frustration out, use my body however you like,” he pleaded to her.

Alia looked at him again before abruptly standing up and grabbing him by the hand, “Come on then, follow me” she said.

Mark was ecstatic, he held out his hand to hold hers as she pulled him along, away from the court yards.

“You can come back to my room,” she said, still leading him along.

Things were looking up, a potential root on it‘s way.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 30

The GLR house wasn’t too far from the courtyards so it didn’t take long for the two to get there.

Alia grabbed out her key to unlock the front door, “Nobody will be home, especially since it’s still so early,” she told him as they entered.

Entering the house, Mark was led upstairs with Alia grabbing him by the hand again. He didn’t know exactly what was in store for him but he sure was excited about it.

Upstairs, they entered a dorm room on the left, Alia opened it up and forced Mark in with a light push.

Walking in, Alia removed her halter top in seconds, leaving her in jeans and a nice white bra.

“I’ve got you for an hour, I don’t care what you do after but like you said, for the meantime, I own your body,” she said, grabbing his top and planting her mouth on his.

The kiss was rough but pleasurable, Alia had her tongue swabbing the insides of Mark’s mouth in the matter of seconds. She seemed also as if she was sexually frustrated, like she hadn’t had any male attention for quite some time.

As they kissed, Alia’s hands explored the skin of Mark from underneath he’s t-shirt. It felt like the right time for Mark to respond by grabbing her perky breasts in that bra.

Reaching out, he grabbed both breasts, feeling both the material and every so soft skin of her cleavage.

Just a two second feel up was allowed before Alia swiped his hands away.

“Take your shirt off,” she demanded.

Mark knew at that point that he would be letting Alia take full control for the rest of the time up here. He removed his top while she undid her jeans, undoing the button and unzipping them.

Alia dropped to her knees as she began to tug down his jeans to his ankles. Looking up at him, she rubbed his now hard penis with the palm of her hand from the outside of his underwear.

“Hope there’s enough in here to work with,” she said.

Mark watched her peel his underwear down, allowing his shaft to bounce up.

“That good enough for you?” he asked her, a smile from her lips gave away the answer, “It’ll do I guess.”

Alia wasted no time, grabbing a hold of his hard penis in her right hand. A firm grip surrounded his width. She began to pump, jerking him up and down at an already quick pace, Alia was here to fuck, not fuck around.

Sliding his dick up and down, she watched his foreskin travel back and fourth. Using her other hand to tease and squeeze his balls, Alia let out a big grin and a clear warning of who’s in control.

“You’re already so nice and hard for me, sure you’re going to be able to last long for me tonight?” she said, looking up at him with those ‘come and fuck me’ eyes.

Mark just nodded as he felt the beautiful sensation of the senior girl milking his cock.

Without warning, Alia let his dick drop from her grip. She stood up and pushed him forcefully onto the bed. Standing there in her white bra and blue jeans, Alia yanked off the shoes, pants and underwear that was sitting at his ankles.

He was now completely naked at her control.

Standing at the foot of the bed, Alia undid her own jeans, unzipping the fly to reveal the hint of some Calvin Klein white cotton panties.

Mark appreciated the look of them as he was given a better look when Alia removed her jeans completely.

“Hope you’re good at eating pussy,” she said, dropping her own panties to show a clean shaven pussy.

Alia crawled onto the bed, moving around the bed so her face would be in front of his cock and her ass would wiggle in front of his face.

Looking at the view of that lovely ass and tight pussy, Mark moaned when he felt his cock be engulfed by the senior girl’s mouth.

“Mmmm yeah... yeah... fuck me Alia,” he moaned.

Just like that, Alia dropped her ass on his face, his nose almost entering her pussy, he could smell her as clear as anything.

“No more talking from you,” she said, grinding her pussy on his face.

Alia went back to sucking his dick in the 69 position, squeezing her lips tightly against his member, pushing her head up and down on it.

On the other end, Mark began to treat her well by inserting his tongue as far into her folds as he could. He licked at her wet pussy, tickling her clit and then diving back in as far as he can.

Mark could hear a few moans from Alia as he licked her out but they were silenced as she deep throated his dick. He felt his orgasm rise, almost cumming way too early.

When Alia realised him from his mouth, Mark could feel her spitting at his cock, most likely to use as lube to wank him.

The wet sticky mess was pushing Mark to a premature explosion. Alia sped up her wet handjob as Mark continued to fuck her pussy with his tongue diving.

Feeling like he was about to explode, Mark grabbed onto her butt cheeks to push her ass off his face to speak.

“Alia I’m gonna cum like this,” he said, thinking she would give his dick a break before entering a new position.

The experienced college girl showed no signs of slowing though. Alia started to jerk the dick faster, seriously fast.

“OHHHH FUCK!” he screamed as he began to cum all over himself and the upper body of Alia.

Letting go of her, her ass fell right back on his face again. Sitting up completely, Alia rolled her pussy around on his face, spreading the wetness around.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 31

He laid there as she moved off his face, giving him a chance to see the mess he made. Most of Mark’s cum was spread out over his stomach in spurts. The rest of the shoulders and upper chest of Alia.

“I did warn you,” he said, looking up at the curly haired brunette who was on her knees next to him on the bed.

Alia moved herself to hover above Mark’s dick, facing his direction, “Don’t worry, you’re gonna stay hard, aren’t you babe?” she told him.

Just like that, Alia lowered herself on his lap, her very wet pussy now sitting on his still hard dick.

“Just to give you a bit of added motivation, I’ll give you a nice view,” said Alia as she undid her bra from behind, throwing it off the bed.

Her perky tits were now completely out. She knew what she was doing, it was unlikely Mark was going to go soft with Alia rubbing her pussy on him but the added view of her boobs made things even hotter.

They were a nice creamy colour, her pink nipples were hard. Alia pinched both her nipples while teasing his cock more with her extremely wet pussy.

“You better last a long longer this time pal or mama’s not going to be impressed,” she said, leaning in to whisper in his face.

“Yeah don’t worry, I’ll...Urghhh yeah...” Mark was cut off by the glorious feeling of his long shaft entering her soaking wet folds.

In her cowgirl position, Alia planted her hands on his chest, pushing him down as she grinded herself down on her dick. Her perky tits hung below her, Mark couldn’t resist this time.

He grabbed a handful of those lovely milky breasts. To his surprise, she didn’t stop him this time, she just started to bounce on his penis instead.

Grinding and bouncing, Mark tried to contain himself, not wanting to be pushed to another early embarrassing finish.

The college senior bounced harder on her dick, pushing it far into her folds every time she came back down.

“urghhhh... urghhhh... Oh yeah..... fuck me,” she moaned, shutting her eyes, riding faster.

Mark pushed his dick up higher in rythym with her bouncing. He squeezed those tits as if he was trying to pop them.

“Suck on my nipples baby,” said Alia, leaning forwards to let her breasts hover above his face.

Mark gave her a motorboat rubbing his face in between them. They weren’t overly big but there was plenty to play with and her juicy nipples looked to be an absolute treat.

Her left nipple entered Mark’s mouth first, the hardness of it felt great grinding up against his teeth.

“Mmmmm yeah that’s it!” She called out, still bouncing on his dick.

Not wanting to disappoint her, Mark spent plenty of time on both nipples, sucking on them as if he was trying to suck milk out of them. He tried fitting as much of her breast inside his mouth, biting down on it, leaving marks.

Alia then moved back to her original position. She hopped off his dick momentarily to change directions. Grabbing a hold of his ankles, Alia pushed her ass back down on his lap. With the help of Mark’s hand directing his penis back inside her pussy, she was now fucking him in a sexy reverse cowgirl position.

That gorgeous ass. What a view. Mark watched her bounce on his dick again, crashing her ass on his body every time she bounced downwards.

Alia rode his dick hard, picking up speed, his dick disappearing into her quicker. Mark felt his dick being milked by her pussy, more and more as she rode him.

After a while, he felt his second orgasm coming.

“I’m going to cum again Alia... fuck... it’s close,” he warned her.

Alia hopped off his cock instantly this time, “Swap,” she said as she laid on her back.

“Nail me before you cum, fucking destroy my pussy baby,” she purred, rubbing her exposed wet vagina, waiting for his dick to return.

Mark moved above her, inserting his dick quickly to feel the warm walls of her vagina again. Leaning in to give her a bit of a kiss, Mark squeezed her breasts while slowly thrusting himself in her again.

It wouldn’t take long to cum so he started off slowly at first, paying attention to her neck, giving her kisses that could leave a mark.

“Come on, please fuck me Mark,” she called out.

It was the sign to spread it up, quick and rough. Fuck her til the point of no returns.

Mark instantly started thrusting his hard throbbing cock into her as quick as he could. Slamming her roughly, her breasts jiggled all over the place while her head kept banging into the pillow as he thrusted in her.

“OMG YES! Keep going Mark!... FUCK ME HARDER!!” she moaned.

Moaning louder with every thrust, Mark banged her as fast as he could before it was too much to handle. He pulled out and started spraying a second load of cum all over her naked sweaty body.

“Ohhhh yeah, fuck...” he moaned, the amazing feeling of that second ejaculation of the night.

“Mmm not bad new boy” she moaned below him, slowly rubbing that wet pussy.

The view of her naked body wasn’t doing much to stop the hard soreness he felt between his legs. His cum was spread around her body nicely, part of it, filling her belly button up, even a couple of drops reaching up her boobs.

Another image that Mark will never be able to lose from his memory.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 32

Monday Afternoon.

Mark finished up his last class for the day, checking his phone, he looked at the time.

1:05PM

He still had the rest of the day to do what he liked. The weather was beautiful, it was nice and warm, weather to wear a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

Mark took a walk in the courtyards to enjoy the sun. He thought about going for a drive to the beach, there was sure to be some hot chicks out there, even possibly a few that he knew.

Returning his books back to his dorm room, Mark needed to change clothes before he went to the beach.

As he opened the door to his room, he was once again confronted with a private sexual moment between Matt and Mrunal. Matt was naked below the waist as Mrunal sucked on his manhood, still completely dressed.

“Oh for fuck sake man, come on!” Matt groaned as his room mate entered.

“Seriously? It’s not my fault, it’s 1 in the afternoon and you know I finish class at 1,” explained Mark.

Mrunal lifted her head from Matt’s dick and gave Mark a little smile. She let go off Matt’s member to sit up properly on the bed while Matt covered himself up under a sheet.

“What’s happening Mark, you got plans this afternoon?” asked Mrunal, curious to see what he had planned.

Mark quickly started packing a bag, “Yeah I’m off to the beach, thought I’d enjoy the sun while we have it,” he told her.

“Oooh, Matt, should we go too? I need to start working on my tan,” said Mrunal.

Matt didn’t look too impressed, he wanted to stay here and finish up what they had started, “I don’t know about that, We were in the middle of something here,” he said.

Mrunal rolled her eyes, “Maybe we’ll come with you next time Mark,” she politely said.

Mark didn’t mind too much, it would have be nice to check out Mrunal in a small little two piece bikini but he was still confident that he would be able to check out plenty of other hot chicks at the beach.

After packing his stuff and changing clothes, Mark headed to the beach. It wasn’t too far of a drive, just half an hour down the coast.

Arriving at the beach, he was surprised to see how empty it was. It may have been a Monday but the weather was just so nice and it was a beach known for college kids sneaking down to.

He decided to walk along further down the beach, to see if he would walk past any attractive women.

The further he did walk, the more people he found around the area. Girls spread out in different towels, some in groups, some with boyfriends.

He then noticed someone he recognised.

 

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Freshman Year - Chapter 33

Mark recognised a short blonde girl that was laying on a blue towel. It was Disha, another girl in her first year on campus.

She was lying flat on her stomach, her bikini top untied so she wouldn’t get any tan lines. Her pink bikini bottoms were extremely fluro but played their role in covering her booty.

“Disha! Nice to see you,” he said, walking closer to her.

“Oh Mark! Fancy seeing you here,” she said, turning her face to look at him, she had dark sunglasses on, protecting her eyes from the sun.

“Yeah just thought I’d come out and enjoy the nice sun, mind if I join you?” he asked her.

“No problem at all, come take a seat,” she politely offered.

Mark grabbed out his towel from his bag, laying it out next to Disha. He admired the nice view of side boob that was squished against her towel. Taking off his own shirt, he decided to lay on his stomach too.

He felt the heat steaming off his back.

Disha and Mark spent the next twenty or so minutes discussing their first two weeks on campus and comparing their experiences.

Suddenly they were joined by Ananya, a dark haired Greek girl who lived on campus in the West Hall just like Disha.

She was a black one piece swimsuit, matching her dark sunglasses. Mark was certainly more of a fan of two piece bikinis but there was something about the way Ananya pulled this one off. Her breasts still looked very nice, plenty of cleavage and her tanned thighs was somewhere Mark would be happy to be stuck between.

“Disha,” she said, as she stopped just in front of them, her hands on her hips, “Surprised to see you here without Harry.”

“However, not surprised to see you with another, you really are a slut,” continued Ananya.

Mark laid there very awkwardly, he had sat back up when Ananya arrived but he was shocked to hear her have a go at Disha like this.

Disha on the other hand didn’t see too concerned, she still laid topless on her stomach. He wondered whether or not she was going to respond. Ananya was still standing there hands on hips.

“No reply?” Ananya said, “you are so gutless!”

Whether it was a smart idea or not, Mark thought he would try and help sort the situation out himself, “Hey it’s cool, let’s be nice, Disha’s a good person,” he said defending his friend.

“Excuse me?” Ananya responded, pulling down her sunglasses to look him in the eye, “She’s a man stealer, fuckingmy boyfriend.”

Disha didn’t like hearing that, she lifted herself off the towel, not bothering to put her bikini top back on.

She turned her body around and sat up, “I never stole anyone, Harry broke up with you. You guys weren’t dating when I slept with him,” she explained herself.

Mark didn’t hear a word of it, he was staring at her nice exposed tits. Disha had some very nice D cup breasts, they looked ever bigger on her small frame. Her nipples were of decent size.

The blonde’s big boobs were also glistening in the sun. They looked to have been recently oiled up from sunscreen.

Mark finally started paying attention to the conversation when he heard Ananya mention him.

“Don’t bring Mark into this, he doesn’t need to be brought into this petty high school drama that you want everyone to be subjected to,” Disha told Ananya.

“Well he’s a fool if he wants to spend his time hanging around a dirty slut like you,” she replied, her hands still firmly on her hips.

Disha stood up and walked herself over to face Ananya. With her breasts still out, she looked super sexy getting up in Ananya’s face. Mark was a little worried that things were about to get ugly.

“Oh please,” started Disha, “You can call me a slut as much as you want but we both know that guys would choose to fuck me over you any day of the week, Mark inlcuded.”

Ananya stepped a foot closer too, she was just a inches away from Disha’s big exposed breasts.

“If you believe that so much, why don’t you put it to the test,” she said, “Why don’t we see what Mark think... both suck him off a few minutes and see who he says is better.”

Mark’s eyes widened, his already hard cock began to twitch.

“You’re on,” said Disha.

Holy fuck, he thought to himself, they were both going to use his dick as a contest.

“Where are we uhh... gonna do this?” asked Mark, “We are at a public beach right now, I can’t really whip it out here.”

Ananya spoke up, “You’s can follow me, we can do this in the back of my car in the parking lot, trust me, there’s enough privacy there.”

“Let’s do this, Mark could you chuck me my bikini top thanks,” said Disha, requesting her top.

Mark reluctantly grabbed it and threw it over to her before they packed up the rest of their stuff. He would have rathered her walk around topless on the walk to Ananya’s car. But who knows, there was a good chance she would shed it again soon.

The trio made their way towards Ananya’s car. The showdown awaited.

 

[hotaks]

Freshman Year - Chapter 34

Stepping off the hot sand, the trio moved away from the beach towards what looked like an abandoned car park.

The small area had plenty of shade from the sun with a few surrounding trees and bushes. The ground was gravel, and besides Ananya’s car, there wasn’t anyone else in the area.

The car was a small black hatchback. Ananya clicked a button on her keys, unlocking the boot. She opened it up and offered Mark a seat, “There you go, take a seat,” she said.

Mark obliged, excited knowing what was about to occur. He took a seat, his legs hanging down from the boot.

“So who goes first?” said Disha standing by in her fluro pink bikini that now covered her big breasts.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors?” Ananya suggested.

Disha nodded and the two faced off against each other once again. They looked like totally opposites. Ananya, a Greek like goddess, long dark hair, taller in her black one piece swimsuit. She faced Disha, a short blonde with a great rack. She stood opposite of Ananya in her fluro pink two-piece.

The two had taken their sunglasses off so they could stare into the eyes of one another.

Rock. Paper. Scissors.

The two girls held up scissors. They went again.

Rock. Paper. Scissors.

Disha’s paper had beaten Ananya’s rock.

“So I’m first, how long do I get? Three minutes each?” Disha asked Ananya.

“Fine by me, I’ll time,” she said pulling out her phone from the car. Pulling up the timer, she counted Disha down who had assumed the position in front of Mark.

3... 2... 1... Go!

Disha dropped to her knees, maybe too roughly considering the hard gravel that was below them.

“Lift your butt a little please,” she asked Mark while trying to pull his shorts and underwear off in one go.

Mark obeyed again, keen to get things started, he know sat on the edge of Ananya’s boot completely naked with one girl about to suck his cock while another waited for her time. Life was good.

Disha wasted no time, she was pleased to see that he was already fully hard. She started wanking him at quick pace before using her tongue to lick the head of his cock.

Mark put his hands on the side of the boot to hold his balance as Disha suddenly started to bob up and down quickly on his dick.

She got herself into a bit of a routine, sucking on his dick really quickly, deepthroating his cock and then just teasing it with the tip of her tongue while looking into his eyes.

A minute and a half had elapsed and Mark was loving every second of it. Disha was a little sloppy with sucking dick but her quick pace was one she could manage for long periods of time.

Realising his dick with a pop sound from her mouth, Disha untied her pink bikini top to reveal those big nice titties again.

Mark gulped a little as she continued to suck him off again, now topless, giving him a great view.

“Hey! Not fair! This is about what your mouth can do,” complained Ananya from behind.

Disha just looked up at Mark, smiling through a mouthful of cock.

At the end of the three minutes, Mark was feeling very good. Disha’s blowjob was very nice, sloppy, wet, fast paced, one that had him almost to the stage of cumming.

Ananya would need an equally good performance to win over Mark and his vote.

“Ok get your hands off his dick, about time the poor boy gets some action from a real woman,” said Ananya, stepping closer.

Disha stood up, grabbing the phone of Ananya, smirking at her as she moved past. Her boobs slightly bouncing with every step. Her topless form was a true special sight.

Mark watched as Ananya move closer to him, she put her hands on both of his legs, dipping down to her knees.

Wanting to get the next three minutes over as quick as possible, Maybe began to countdown before Ananya was officially ready.

“3! 2! 1! Time is on,” she said causing Ananya to start immediately.

Ananya tried to use a little more eye contact than Disha, she began by rubbing his shaft up and down slowly before she stuck her tongue out to lick and tease the side of Mark’s erect cock.

“Mmmm” she moaned, licking the tip of his penis.

Ananya was going off the idea that the more noise she made, the better it would be.

As she began to suck his cock, Ananya tried to make more slurping noises, taking him in further. It was definitely a little bit of a different technique. Ananya was a lot slower paced, stretching out his impending orgasm. If Disha was still going, he would have probably cum by now. But the different pace change was delaying his orgasm.

Ananya looked him deep in the eye, she licked her lips before sucking on the head of his penis again.

It was a very sexy look, it made Mark’s heart skip a beat. He certainly liked Disha a lot more and would like to see her win but the longer Ananya’s blowjob continued, the more he liked it.

With not much time left, Ananya tried a similar tactic of Disha’s. Leaning back, she pushed her hair behind her again and hooked her fingers into her swimsuit.

Ananya pulled the suit down, it now sitting just below her breasts.

They now sat exposed proudly on her chest, she gave them a little shake before going back to his cock. Her boobs were smaller than Disha’s, maybe a C cup. The aerola around her nipples we’re dark and round. Mark thought they looked delicious.

Ananya sucked on the head of his penis again, really teasing him now.

In the last twenty seconds or so, she suddenly picked up the pace and started to suck his thick member faster and with a bit more enthusiasm. The feeling was great, he felt like he was ready to cum.

She kept sucking, it was coming, it was coming.

“Time!” yelled Disha suddenly.

Damn it, Mark thought to himself, he was so close to cumming.

Ananya left his cock, dropping it from her grip before she covered up her nice Greek tits.

“So then... Who won?” said Disha, standing there topless, a pair of pink fluro underwear the only thing stopping some full frontal nudity.

“It was definitley me, he was about to cum, that was all me,” Ananya said.

“Bullshit.” Disha replied annoyed, “That’s only cause I did all the hard work. Besides, I could feel his cock twitching when I was going down on him, he loved my blowy.”

The girls looked at Mark, waiting for his say, who would be declare the winner. No matter which way he went, he was going to make one girl super happy and the other really pissed off.