slammed this semester, so I’ll have to settle down for the next few weeks. By the way, you still up for the competition pool?”
“Sure.”
We had a tradition here at the frat — every semester, a bunch of us donated a little bit of cash to a kitty, and whoever hooked up with the most chicks during the semester won all of it. Usually no one took it all that seriously, other than a small handful of freshmen who hadn’t yet figured out that college wasn’t all about sex and partying. Yeah, believe it or not, some of us actually studied occasionally.
Overall, it was a bullshit tradition, but we mostly did it for shits and giggles. I wasn’t looking to win it, but I didn’t mind contributing some money to it for everyone else’s sake. Carter had won it for the last two years with all his preppy charms, and both times he’d ended up using the cash to shout us all drinks at a bar after the end of exams, which had been pretty cool.
“Sweet. I’ll grab the cash from you later. How are your classes looking, anyway?” he asked.
“Busy as well. But I’ll have the occasional night off for some drinks with the guys.”
“Cool. We’re not hosting as many parties as we usually do this semester, ‘cause everyone else is pretty busy too, but we are having that Halloween party in a few weeks. You gonna be around for that?”
“Yeah, I should be here.”
“Sweet. It’s gonna be big. Not just USM students; I hear a few are coming down from Jackson. Some from Overton too.”
At the mention of Overton, I wondered whether Mia would be coming. Probably not. She didn’t seem like the type of girl who’d go to many raging parties.
We chatted for a while longer, and then I chucked my can in the bin and headed upstairs to my room, yawning profusely. When I threw open my door, I got a nasty surprise that jolted me wide awake. Fuck. Rose was reclining on my bed, clad in nothing but a pale pink bra and matching panties.
“Jesus, how did you get in here?” I asked.
She flicked her auburn hair over her shoulder, rolled onto her stomach and threw me a seductive pout. “You never lock your door.”
She had me there. I always forgot to lock it. My frat brothers were fairly decent guys, so I’d never had to worry about theft or anything like that.
“What are you doing, Rose?” I asked, folding my arms. Shit, all I wanted to do was go to bed.
She pouted again, although this time it was more of an annoyed pout. “I texted you. I said I was coming over. I’m horny, and I wanna…”
“I didn’t read it, and I’m tired as fuck. You gotta go,” I said, cutting her off. I picked up her dress and jacket from the floor and tossed them over to her.
She jumped off the bed and came over to me, pushing her tits right out as she bit her lower lip and gazed up at me through her eyelashes.
“Come on, Brad,” she purred. “I know you miss me.”
Ugh. I hadn’t had sex in a few weeks, and I certainly did miss the feel of a tight pussy, but Rose wasn’t worth the drama. Neither was Amanda, or that other girl downstairs who’d hit on me earlier…Shana or whatever her name was. Most other guys would be happy to have been propositioned by so many girls in one night, but I wasn’t interested.
I told myself that it was because I was exhausted from work, but deep down, I knew that wasn’t true. It was because I had Mia on my mind. Every night when I jerked off, I thought of her and her big brown eyes, luscious lips, curvy figure and perfectly-rounded ass. Christ, she was amazing. Totally perfect.
I could’ve easily said yes to any of these other girls sleazing onto me, but I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d even be able to get it up for any of them. My dick had a mind of its own, and all it seemed to be able to think of was Mia.
“Out,” I said stiffly, pointing to the door.
Rose glared at me and made a point of dressing extremely slowly, as if that might change my mind, but I remained steadfast, not moving an inch
“Sure.”
We had a tradition here at the frat — every semester, a bunch of us donated a little bit of cash to a kitty, and whoever hooked up with the most chicks during the semester won all of it. Usually no one took it all that seriously, other than a small handful of freshmen who hadn’t yet figured out that college wasn’t all about sex and partying. Yeah, believe it or not, some of us actually studied occasionally.
Overall, it was a bullshit tradition, but we mostly did it for shits and giggles. I wasn’t looking to win it, but I didn’t mind contributing some money to it for everyone else’s sake. Carter had won it for the last two years with all his preppy charms, and both times he’d ended up using the cash to shout us all drinks at a bar after the end of exams, which had been pretty cool.
“Sweet. I’ll grab the cash from you later. How are your classes looking, anyway?” he asked.
“Busy as well. But I’ll have the occasional night off for some drinks with the guys.”
“Cool. We’re not hosting as many parties as we usually do this semester, ‘cause everyone else is pretty busy too, but we are having that Halloween party in a few weeks. You gonna be around for that?”
“Yeah, I should be here.”
“Sweet. It’s gonna be big. Not just USM students; I hear a few are coming down from Jackson. Some from Overton too.”
At the mention of Overton, I wondered whether Mia would be coming. Probably not. She didn’t seem like the type of girl who’d go to many raging parties.
We chatted for a while longer, and then I chucked my can in the bin and headed upstairs to my room, yawning profusely. When I threw open my door, I got a nasty surprise that jolted me wide awake. Fuck. Rose was reclining on my bed, clad in nothing but a pale pink bra and matching panties.
“Jesus, how did you get in here?” I asked.
She flicked her auburn hair over her shoulder, rolled onto her stomach and threw me a seductive pout. “You never lock your door.”
She had me there. I always forgot to lock it. My frat brothers were fairly decent guys, so I’d never had to worry about theft or anything like that.
“What are you doing, Rose?” I asked, folding my arms. Shit, all I wanted to do was go to bed.
She pouted again, although this time it was more of an annoyed pout. “I texted you. I said I was coming over. I’m horny, and I wanna…”
“I didn’t read it, and I’m tired as fuck. You gotta go,” I said, cutting her off. I picked up her dress and jacket from the floor and tossed them over to her.
She jumped off the bed and came over to me, pushing her tits right out as she bit her lower lip and gazed up at me through her eyelashes.
“Come on, Brad,” she purred. “I know you miss me.”
Ugh. I hadn’t had sex in a few weeks, and I certainly did miss the feel of a tight pussy, but Rose wasn’t worth the drama. Neither was Amanda, or that other girl downstairs who’d hit on me earlier…Shana or whatever her name was. Most other guys would be happy to have been propositioned by so many girls in one night, but I wasn’t interested.
I told myself that it was because I was exhausted from work, but deep down, I knew that wasn’t true. It was because I had Mia on my mind. Every night when I jerked off, I thought of her and her big brown eyes, luscious lips, curvy figure and perfectly-rounded ass. Christ, she was amazing. Totally perfect.
I could’ve easily said yes to any of these other girls sleazing onto me, but I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d even be able to get it up for any of them. My dick had a mind of its own, and all it seemed to be able to think of was Mia.
“Out,” I said stiffly, pointing to the door.
Rose glared at me and made a point of dressing extremely slowly, as if that might change my mind, but I remained steadfast, not moving an inch
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