Bedroom Reunion, Dorm Rules

--- Jake was supposed to be at his night class, but his high school sweetheart, Lana, had other plans. She stood in my dorm room doorway, biting her lip, her fingers already toying with the hem of her skirt. "He won't be back until 11," she said, stepping inside like she owned the place. I didn’t ask questions. She pushed me onto my bed and climbed onto my lap before I could think, grinding against my cock through my jeans. "I know you want this," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. Fuck yeah, I did. I slid a hand under her skirt—no panties—and she moaned when my fingers pushed inside her, already slick and tight. "You been thinking about this?" I growled. She bit my neck in response, rocking against my hand. I flipped her onto her back, yanking her skirt up, and buried my face between her thighs. Her taste was sweet, her legs trembling as I licked her slow, then fast, then sucked her clit until she came with a sharp cry. Pulling back, I undid my belt. Her eyes locked onto my cock, thick and already leaking. She licked her lips. "Better hurry," she said, spreading her legs wider. "You don't want him catching us." I didn’t give a damn.

restart the story and tell us why Lana to fuck. Was it the size of my big cock when I walked out of the shower naked? I didn't expect Lana to be in the room.

--- I’d just stepped out of the shower, towel slung low on my hips, when I heard the soft gasp. Lana sat perched on Jake’s bed, her eyes wide, locked onto the thick outline of my cock barely hidden by the towel. She wasn’t supposed to be here—Jake had left for his shift at the campus cafe ten minutes ago. The towel did nothing to hide the way I filled out, and her gaze dragged up my body like she was memorizing every inch. “Fuck,” she breathed, fingers tightening around the edge of his mattress. I smirked, letting the towel drop. Her lips parted, and I watched her throat work as she swallowed hard. “Jake said you were… blessed,” she muttered, like she couldn’t help herself. “And yet here you are,” I said, stepping closer. She didn’t move. Didn’t pretend to look away. I reached down, dragging my thumb over the flushed head of my cock, already half-hard just from her staring. “You wanna see if he was right?” Her breath hitched. Then she was on her knees in front of me, hands sliding up my thighs. “I *need* to.” No hesitation. No guilt. Just greedy fingers and a wet, open mouth.

I had her worship my cock. She got on her knees and I immediately dropped it onto her face. She gasped. It's weight was wild. It nearly covered half her face in width, and from her chin to hairline in length. My veins throbbed. I marveled at my big cock eclipsing her face just as it eclipsed any chance of Lana staying a virgin after today. Lana growls and worships it before even putting her lips on it. She's dirty and explicit, vulgar and raw. She sounds like a seasoned pornstar!

--- Her fingers dug into my thighs as she tilted her head back, lips parted, eyes locked onto the swollen head of my cock hovering just above her face. The sheer size of it—thick as her wrist, the weight heavy against her skin—made her shudder. A string of pre-cum glistened, stretching as I dragged the tip down from her forehead to her chin, smearing her lips open. “Jesus *Christ*,” she moaned, tongue darting out to taste me, “it’s even hotter than I fucking imagined.” I let it rest fully against her, throbbing against her cheek, the heat of her breath making my cock twitch. She growled—low, primal—and pressed her face into my shaft, inhaling deep before licking a filthy stripe up the underside. Her nails bit into my hips, urging me closer. “You like that, huh?” I smirked, pushing forward until her lips caught the ridge of my cockhead, forcing her mouth open with a wet pop. She didn’t answer—just dove in, taking as much as she could in one desperate swallow. The head hit the back of her throat, and her gag reflex barely kicked in before she forced herself deeper, saliva spilling down her chin. “*Fuck*,” I grunted, tangling my fingers in her hair, guiding her down until her nose pressed into my pelvis. She choked, but didn’t pull back—just whimpered around me, eyes watering, her throat fluttering as she swallowed me whole. I yanked her off just to watch her gasp for air, lips swollen, face flushed. “More,” she demanded, gripping my ass and dragging me back in. This time, she didn’t wait for permission—she *worked*, bobbing fast, sloppy, her tongue tracing every vein while her hand pumped what she couldn’t fit. The sounds were obscene: wet sucking, her ragged breaths, the slap of my cock against her cheeks when she pulled back to pant. She wasn’t just good—she was *filthy*, like she’d been starving for this. And I was more than happy to feed her.

She explicitly told me how I was so much bigger than Jake. She said she needs it. She says it'll be our little secret, Jake won't find out. She says she's saving her virginity for Jake and laughs at that thought. "Do you really think I'm still a virgin?" As she gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life. "Well I am! I can suck a mean dick and I take it in the ass! Woo! Now... won't you put this big dick of yours deep in my ass?" She gave the puppy dog eyes. I couldn't believe it!

Her fingers traced the flushed head of my cock, still slick from her mouth, as she grinned up at me. “Jake *wishes* he was this thick,” she purred, thumb pressing into the slit. “You feel fucking *monstrous* in my throat.” She dragged her tongue along the underside, slow, deliberate, before flicking her eyes back up. “Guess it’s a good thing he never made me gag like you do.” A laugh escaped her, breath hot against my shaft. “Saving my virginity for him—*bullshit*. The guy can’t even fuck me right.” Her grip tightened, jerking me off lazily while she licked at the veins bulging along my length. “But you?” She bit her lip. “You could *ruin* me.” I grabbed her by the hair, tugging just enough to make her whimper. “Then stop teasing.” Her smirk was filthy as she rolled onto her knees, ass up, pressing back against me like she couldn’t wait another second. “C’mon,” she panted, reaching between her thighs to spread herself wide. “I want to *feel* you stretch me.” No hesitation—just the wet push of her body taking me inch by inch, her breath hitching as she forced herself to relax. The tight heat of her was unreal, clenching around me like she was made for it. “*Fuck*,” she gasped, fingers clawing at the sheets. “God, yes—*deeper*.” I didn’t hold back, slamming into her until her back arched, until every thrust punched a moan from her throat. And when she came, it wasn’t quiet—it was *loud*, shameless, her screams muffled only by the pillow she buried her face in. Jake’s name never crossed her lips.

my dorm's floor heard it all. I plowed into her with ferocity. Giving this slut exactly what she needs. Dirty and explicit details as we fuck like animals. I make sure not to cum until her pussy is left gaping and her body is shaking. Making sure she squirts all over Jake's bed.

Her ass slapped against my hips with each brutal thrust, the wet clap of skin echoing off the dorm walls. She clawed at Jake’s sheets, face pressed into his pillow, her voice breaking with every deep drive inside her. “Fuck—*fuck*—you’re splitting me open!” she sobbed, her body twisting as I hammered into her, her tightness fluttering around my cock like she was trying to milk me dry. I gripped her waist hard enough to bruise, pulling her back onto me with a grunt. “You *love* it,” I growled, feeling her muscles clench as I bottomed out. “Look at you—taking it like a fucking champ.” She let out a strangled moan, her fingers scrambling for purchase as I angled deeper, hitting that spot that made her thighs shake. Drool smeared the pillow beneath her, her spine arched, her whole body taut like a bowstring. “I—*ohgod*—I’m gonna—” Her words shattered into a scream as her pussy spasmed, drenching my cock, his sheets, everything. She convulsed, her back bowing as she squirted hard, her juices slicking my thrusts even more. I didn’t slow down. Not even when she begged. “No—*wait*—too much, I can’t—*fuck*!” Her legs trembled, her hole clenching in ragged pulses, but I kept pounding into her, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of her until her voice was hoarse. The dorm walls muffled nothing. Let them hear. Let *him* hear. "This is what you fucking asked for Lana!" I bottomed out in her again and held it tight, Lana stuffed balls deep with thick long cock. I growled as I pushed my hips hard against her. "You took the whole thing you greedy whore." Lana groaned as my dirty talk made her wetter. "Im so fucking greedy for your big dick!"

I caught my breath and started up again. In and out, stuffing her slippery pussy and queefing the room repeatedly. Splurting and deep queefs echo'ed through the dorms. Explicit details of cock and pussy fucking.

I pulled out slowly, watching her pussy flutter—gaping, dripping—before slamming back into her with a wet *smack*. The air trapped inside her forced its way out in a lewd, shuddering queef as my cock stretched her wide again. "*Ohhh fuck*," Lana moaned, arching her back, her fingers twisting in the sheets. "Feels so—*hnng*—*filthy*." I pistoned into her, her slick walls sucking me deeper with every thrust. The room filled with the obscene chorus of skin slapping skin, squelching wetness, and the guttural gasps she couldn’t hold back. Each time I buried myself to the hilt, another breathy queef escaped her, the sound filthy and raw. "Listen to that," I grunted, gripping her hips hard. "Your cunt’s *singing* for me." She whimpered, her ass jiggling as I fucked her harder, faster, her body no longer hers to control. Spit pooled under her cheek, her thighs slick with sweat and her own juices. The headboard rattled against the wall, the dorm room reeking of sex, the sheets soaked beneath her. I leaned over her, dragging my cock out until just the tip remained—then drove in brutally, punching another broken cry from her throat. "*More!*" she begged, voice wrecked. I gave her exactly that.

Lana moans when my thrust makes her queef. Lana grunts when my thrust goes balls deep. Lana squeals when I fall out and push against her lips until it bends before Audibly "popping" back in as I groan. Keep the story filthy and fucking dirty.

Her whole body jerked when I pulled out just enough to feel her pussy lips cling, resisting before my cockhead *pop*ped back in with a wet, obscene noise. Lana squealed, her thighs shaking, her hips grinding backward like she couldn’t decide whether to chase me or escape. “*Fuck*—that *sound*,” she panted, her voice ragged. I smirked and did it again, slower this time, dragging my cock halfway out until her swollen lips strained around the thickness—then let her suck me back in with a lewd, gurgling *schlup*. Her moan hitched, her cunt fluttering like it was hungry for every inch. “You hear that?” I growled, slamming back into her balls-deep, forcing another ragged gasp from her throat. “Your greedy little hole *swallowing* me.” She clenched around me, her pussy pulsing, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. Every brutal thrust punched another queef out of her, the air trapped inside her forced free by my relentless pace. The room stank of sex—musky, raw—her juices dripping down my balls, her thighs glistening. I grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back as I fucked into her harder. “*Scream*,” I ordered. She did.

I tell her to get on her back and she eagerly complies. "Look what I can do!" Lana boasts. She pulls her legs up and opens them wide. She brings her feet completely behind her head until she's folded into a pretzel. "Fuck... wow. That's so fucking hot." I growled. I dropped my heavy cock against her pussy, offering itself to my big dick. My length covered the distance from her opening to just above her belly button. "Im gonna rearrange your fucking guts." I growled. Lana's head dropped back with a loud moan. She couldn't wait!

I lined up and pushed in with one hard, deep stroke, her pussy stretching obscenely around my girth as she let out a guttural *oh fuck*. The angle was brutal—her legs folded behind her head forced her open even wider, her tight little hole swallowing me to the hilt in one go. “Jesus—*look* at you,” I groaned, watching her stretched lips quiver around my cock. Lana whimpered, her breath hitching as I pulled back and slammed in again, her body jolting from the force. Every thrust punched the air from her lungs, her cunt desperately clinging to me, her juices dripping down to soak the sheets. I gripped her ankles, keeping her folded tight, and fucked into her with short, punishing strokes. The wet *slap* of skin echoed off the walls, her moans climbing higher as I hit deeper than before. “Gonna fuck you *stupid*,” I growled, dragging my cock out just to ram it back in, her pussy making a filthy *squelch* each time. Lana’s fingers clawed at the mattress, her back arching as she took every inch, her body trembling on the edge. “Harder—*please*—” I gave her exactly what she begged for.

I pushed her down into the mattress as hard as I could; making here tiny body bounce like a basketball between the mattress and my hips; Her pussy impaled on my big thick cock as her body bobbed up and down between me and the mattress. The bed springs twisted and creaked from the force, loudly filling the dorm hall. Our grunts and groans and moans filled in any silence. Make it vulgar and raw, explicit and filthy.

--- I drove her into the mattress with every savage thrust, her tiny frame bouncing helplessly between my hips and the bed. The force made her tits jounce violently, her nipples stiff as her body slapped against mine. Her pussy was a slick, stretched vise around my cock, the wet *smack* of flesh drowning out her choked moans. "Take it—*fuck*—take all of it," I snarled, my balls slapping against her ass as I buried myself to the root. She clenched around me, her cunt fluttering like it was trying to milk me dry. Lana’s mouth hung open, drool streaking her chin as the bedframe shuddered beneath us. Every time I hammered into her, her toes curled behind her head, her thighs quivering. The dorm walls echoed with the obscene sound of her pussy—gulping, squelching—each thrust forcing another ragged scream from her throat. I grabbed her hips, fingertips digging bruises into her skin as I pistoned into her harder. Her body was nothing but a fuck-toy now, her cunt spread wide, her legs trembling. “Gonna ruin this tight little hole,” I growled, feeling her walls spasm as I pounded her raw.

The pressure of her orgasm releasing was like a water main exploding. She physically forced my big cock out of her geysering hole as she squirted all over my abs and thighs, splattering the tile floor and soaking Jake's pillow. "Good little slut, cumming hard on a big dick, soaking it with your squirt." Lana gasped for air from the intensity of the orgasm. We both grunted and moaned, catching our breath, allowing the dorm halls some silence.

Lana’s cunt clenched violently, her orgasm forcing a fresh flood of wetness between us as she shuddered beneath me. "Oh fuck—*fuck*—we’ve been at this *forever*," she gasped, her thighs quivering. "Jake could walk in *any second*." Her fingers dug into my sweat-slicked shoulders, her voice a desperate whine as I kept her pinned beneath me, my cock still buried to the hilt. "Just—just cum already, please—" I rolled my hips in a slow, deliberate grind, watching her breath hitch as I dragged my length almost all the way out before sinking back in. "Not yet," I growled, gripping her waist as she squirmed. "You’re still taking every inch. You don’t get to beg out of it now." Her pussy pulsed around me, still fluttering from her climax, but I wasn’t letting her tap out. I hooked my arms under her knees, spreading her wider, and fucked into her with deep, punishing strokes—just enough to keep her teetering on the edge, not enough to tip me over. "Think about it," I rumbled, slamming home with a wet *thud*. "Jake walking in, seeing you split open on my cock, dripping his roommate’s load." She whimpered, torn between panic and arousal, her cunt sucking me in greedily. The threat just made her tighter.

I had her spread eagle and pounded her missionary. Each thrust pulled out enough for her lips to grip the tip of my cock before sliding back in, balls deep. Each bottoming out queefing her out. Her pussy and my ass faced the door. If Jake walked in, he'd only see a guy stuffing his dick in and out of a pussy.

Lana’s pussy lips clung to my shaft with every withdrawal, her stretched hole audibly gasping for air before I speared back in, forcing another wet *pop* from her cunt. The obscene rhythm of her body taking me—**slap-squelch, slap-squelch**—echoed off the dorm walls, louder than her bitten-off moans. I kept my pace brutal, deliberate, hips smacking against her ass hard enough to leave red marks. The bedframe screeched in protest, but I didn’t give a fuck. Every time I bottomed out, her pussy convulsed around me, her nails raking down my chest as she thrashed beneath me. “Jake’s gonna hear you,” I taunted, watching her hips jerk with each deep stroke. “Hear how wet you are for me, how his useless little girlfriend *queefs* on my dick.” Her thighs trembled, her cunt fluttering in protest—or maybe *invitation*—as I pistoned into her. The door creaked slightly in the hallway, and Lana froze, her entire body clamping down around me like a vice. “Shit—*shit*—” she whimpered, but I didn’t stop. I *couldn’t*. “Too late to be shy now,” I growled, slamming into her harder. “Let him *watch*.”

Jake opened the door wide to hear Lana's voice saying "shit, shit" and a massive cock hanging out of her gaping wet pussy. Swinging slowly side to side in this awkward moment, glistening wet as pussy juices flowed off the tip and dripped onto her cunt. A brief pause before Lana screams "I didn't tell you to stop!" That was all I needed to hear. I growled and Jake watched that long hanging dick stiffen up before diving back in to Lana's cunt. Jake was devasted. He couldn't look away. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 inches of thick dick disappeared in her virgin cunt before popping back out to the tip.

The door swung open, and Jake’s stunned silence was louder than the wet slap of my cock plunging back into Lana’s wrecked pussy. Her scream—*"I didn’t tell you to stop!"*—sent a dark thrill through me, and I obeyed, burying myself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Lana arched, her back lifting off the mattress as her cunt stretched obscenely around me, glistening juices smearing her thighs. Jake’s breath hitched—I could *feel* his stare burning into us—but I didn’t slow down. If anything, I fucked her harder, gripping her hips to hold her steady as her pussy struggled to take every thick inch. Her lips clung to my shaft, pulling free with a *schlick* each time I withdrew, only to swallow me whole again. The rhythm was filthy, hypnotic—my balls slapped against her ass while her cunt dripped onto the sheets. Jake’s fists clenched at his sides, his face twisted in shock, but he didn’t move. Lana’s moans turned ragged, her body shaking. “Fuck—*fuck*—he’s *watching*—” she gasped, her nails digging into my arms. I smirked, rolling my hips just to watch her squirm. “Yeah,” I growled. “Let him see how good you take it.” And then I pistoned into her, faster now, the bedframe slamming into the wall. Jake flinched at the noise, but his eyes stayed locked on where we were joined—on the way her pussy pulsed around me, greedy and slick. Lana’s head tossed back, her mouth open in a silent scream as another orgasm tore through her. I wasn’t far behind.

"I'm gonna fucking cum, im gonna fucking cum" I yelled. Where do you fucking want it I demanded her to respond. "All over my fucking face!" She screamed without hesitation. Primal lust drove this moment. Explicit filthy raw hardcore money shot unfolded in front of Jake's eyes.

"Good fucking girl," I snarled, wrenching my cock from her dripping cunt with a wet pop. Lana gasped—her swollen lips quivered as she scrambled onto her knees, mouth open, eyes locked onto my throbbing shaft. I fisted myself hard, my balls tightening as the first hot spurt erupted across her flushed face—thick strands of cum splattered her cheeks, her parted lips, her chin. She moaned, tongue darting out to catch a drop before the next pulse hit, painting her forehead, glazing her eyelashes. Jake made a choked sound behind us, but the room belonged to the obscene *slap* of my hand jerking my cock, the wet splatter of seed striping Lana’s skin. She tilted her head back, offering herself like a whore, and I gave her everything—rope after rope, marking her with each sticky, twitching shot. "Swallow that shit," I growled, shoving my slick tip between her lips just as another jet spilled down her throat. She gagged but sucked hard, her tongue writhing against me, milking the last thick drops. When I finally pulled free, her face was a ruined mess—glossy streaks trailed down her neck, her chest. She panted, licking her lips, then turned her cum-smeared grin toward Jake. "Still think I'm *shy*?" she taunted, voice ragged. The bed creaked as I dropped beside her, watching Jake’s knuckles whiten. His stare flicked between her wrecked face and my slick cock, still twitching against my thigh. Lana laughed, low and filthy. "Your turn?" The air turned electric.

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