Whitney, a shy college freshman with little dating experience, blushed easily and avoided eye contact most of the time. She felt too skinny and flat-chested compared to her classmates, making her self-conscious about her looks.

By the time college rolled around, group projects helped Whitney become more outgoing, but she still struggled to find time for boyfriend. A week into the semester, she was terrified to find herself paired with Chris, the cutest boy in class, for a dreadfully dull assignment on government leadership.

As the semester progressed, the sight of Chris and Whitney studying together became a common occurrence on campus. The sound of their laughter and whispered conversations filled the dorm room. The smell of books and coffee lingered in the air. With each study session, a feeling of closeness and attraction grew between them, leading to their secret make-out sessions at the end of each meeting.

Whitney was always too nervous to press the matter further, even though she really wanted to. Every time they made out, she couldn’t stop thinking about how Chris’s erection pressed against his sweatpants.

During one study session, Whitney’s excitement grew, and she absentmindedly began rubbing Chris’s leg, gradually higher and higher until she felt something unexpected, and hard.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Whitney blurted out, flustered and embarrassed. “We’re not even dating, I shouldn’t have…”

“It's fine,” Chris reassured her. At his wits’ end from being teased for weeks on end. “You want to see it?”

Sweet, innocent Whitney was stunned as she watched Chris snake his long, hard shaft out of his pants. She had never seen an erect penis before, and the sight was intriguing and enticing.

“It’s so veiny and wide,” Whitney blurted out in almost a chuckle, causing it to twitch at the attention. The unexpected movements and subtle details of Chris’s erection captivated her. “Can I kiss it?” She whispered hopefully, as if lost in a trance, already drifting in toward Chris’s lap.

“Of course.” A wide grin stretched across Chris’s face as he answered, failing to hide his relief and excitement.

Gently, Whitney leaned in, her curiosity overpowering any sense of inhibition. As her lips tentatively grazed the sensitive skin of his hard shaft, a rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins. Chris closed his eyes and groaned in satisfaction. His reaction gave Whitney a newfound feeling of empowerment. She wanted more, but was already tired of bending over. “Can you stand up?” Whitney asked.

Chris stood up to give Whitney easier access to her new plaything. Now at face level, Whitney quickly took hold of his cock and slid her wet tongue up the underside of his long shaft.

Overcome with curiosity, Whitney took his long erection between her lips, feeding it to the warm embrace of her mouth, relishing the unique texture of his hot, rigid warm shaft against her slick tongue.

Whitney couldn’t help but wonder just how much of his imposing girth she could fit in her dainty mouth. Closing her eyes, she savored the feeling of his thick veins pulsing warmly against her tongue as she relaxed her throat to take him in.

It wasn’t long before his size overwhelmed the inexperienced Whitney, causing her to choke and sputter. But her efforts were rewarded. Suddenly, Chris’s erection throbbed uncontrollably inside of her mouth. Surprised and confused, Whitney spit out the pulsating cock just as it jerked over and over, spraying thick lines of hot cum all over the shocked coed’s face and t-shirt.

Chris gave her a tissue and went back to studying, almost indifferent to the situation. Whitney thought about saying something, but was too shy and just returned to her books, with butterflies in her stomach and an unfulfilled craving between her legs.

Whitney nervously licked her lips, momentarily forgetting about her cum soaked face until the salty tang of his essence hit her tongue. The taste was invigorating. A shiver ran down her spine as she grasped the incredible power she now possessed. The wonderful flavor, thick and complex, was all thanks to her.

Later that night, Whitney lay in bed, unable to sleep. She couldn’t stop thinking about Chris ejaculating all over her face without warning or concern. Fueled by need, she vigorously rubbed her pussy, conflicted by feelings of inadequacy towards Chris and satisfaction in pleasing him, imagining ways to earn her reward in the future.

Frustrated, Whitney furiously flipped through her phone, desperate for a spark of inspiration. She had never watched porn before, but her curiosity was as unsustainable as her new found lust.

Each swipe of her thumb was bringing her closer to adventures and fantasies that she had never dreamt of before. Threesomes, blowjobs, gorgeous women drenched in tasty cum. She couldn’t help but feel jealous, witnessing the breathtaking climaxes and the mesmerizing display of beautiful sweat-slicked bodies.

Eventually, Whitney stumbled upon an entrancingly hot video. A tall, powerful older man was leaning over the slight frame of an obviously much younger woman. His muscular body drenched in sweat as he vigorously fucked her tiny, tight body. Suddenly, he was spurred on by the encouraging voice of another woman. 

The camera panned to a naked older woman sitting in a chair, rubbing her pussy with a seductive smile across her red lips. Over and over, she praised her husband for stretching out the tight pussy of the much younger woman. Finally, she crossed the room to kiss her husband as he came inside the girl. She thanked him for the show and thanked the used sweaty young lady.

Whitney could feel her heart beating out of control in her chest as she barreled toward an uncontrollable orgasm. She rolled over and screamed into her pillow as an intense orgasm overtook her body. When she finally caught her breath, Whitney had made up her mind. Chris was going to fuck her.

That weekend led to another late evening study session at Chris’s dorm. With his roommate gone for the weekend, it was the perfect opportunity for Whitney to indulge in her fantasy of seducing Chris. Empowered and determined, Whitney set out to make this a night Chris would never forget.

Whitney had only been in Chris’s dorm for an hour before she shifted closer to Chris on his futon and suggestively placed her hand on his thigh. Normally, this was her typical move to encourage Chris to lean in so the pair could make out. But instead of leaning in toward Whitney, Chris blushed and looked away with an overstated sigh. “Whitney, I have to tell you something. I have a girl friend.”

Whitney was momentarily stunned before quickly becoming even more turned on. This was just like the porn videos. “It's ok, we don’t have to make out. We can… just help each other out.” Her mind racing with excitement, Whitney opened up a new window on her laptop. “What if we just watch something together?”

Chris hesitated, his gaze shifting between Whitney and the screen. As the clip began to play, the room filled with curious anticipation. Whitney’s heart raced as the sensual moans of the actors echoed throughout the tiny dorm room. The innocent college students’ faces were illuminated by the screen’s flickering glow as the lude video played.

“Take it out,” Whitney whispered encouragingly. Her hand already stretching the waistband of her yoga pants as she rubbed her soaking wet pussy.

Chris was already hard, intoxicated by the unusually erotic situation. He listened to the bewitching coed without hesitation, quickly stripping off his pants to reveal his girthy, viral erection.

Whitney’s plan was working. She was bombarded by a deluge of erotic sights and sounds. Engrossed in the visceral eroticism of the moment. Chris stroked his shimmering, veiny cock with long, deliberate strokes, enjoying the heat of lust enveloping the room. Whitney followed Chris’s lead and stripped off her leggings for easier access to her dripping young pussy.

Chris turned his attention back to the porn, but Whitney couldn’t take her eyes off Chris’s thick girth. Her thoughts fixed on how good it would feel inside her, stretching her insides with agonizing pleasure.

They sat on the couch, the room filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing as they pleasured themselves in tandem watching the erotic video, until Whitney found the courage to make a move. Stripping off her shirt to expose her petite breasts, but Chris was still fixated on the larger, luscious pair of tits bouncing on the screen.

“They’re not as pretty as hers,” Whitney said, interrupting his trance. Chris didn’t want to answer, feeling exposed and ashamed. “You can look at her while you fuck me, if you want,” Whitney panted. “Pretend you’re fucking her. It's just like masturbating, just use my little hole and pretend I’m not even here.”

Chris was caught off guard by her desperate pleas, but the intensity of the moment made it hard to ignore her. Whitney didn’t wait for an answer. She grabbed the laptop and lay back on the couch, holding the screen over her head. “See, I’m not even here. Just a little fleshlight to jerk off in while you watch porn.”

Chris felt a jolt of electricity surge through him at Whitney’s daring proposal. Her boldness both excited and unnerved him. As he watched her offer herself to him in such a raw and unfiltered way, he struggled to hold back his primal urges. The room seemed to crackle with tension as Chris grappled with conflicting emotions. His gaze flickered between Whitney’s exposed body and the alluring images on the screen.

Chris hesitated, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. The scene before him was like a surreal dream brought to life. Whitney’s words echoed in his ears, compelling him to lose himself in the fantasy she created. As if in a trance, Chris slowly moved closer to her, his heart pounding in his chest, his swollen cock throbbing in his hands with anticipation.

As he positioned himself above her, the air was thick with lust, Chris felt a surge of animalistic need take hold. In that moment, boundaries blurred, and reality melded with fantasy. With a deep breath, he gave in to Whitney’s intoxicating pull, allowing himself to be consumed by the raw, unbridled passion that captured them both.

Chris ignored any form of foreplay or gentle touch as he focused on the erotic scene playing on the screen while fulfilling Whitney’s request. He used Whitney’s wet, greedy pussy as his own sex toy, plunging his needy erection deep and fast into her warm welcoming opening. Whitney moaned with delight as the world whirled around her, engulfed by the ecstasy of her darkest fantasy coming to fruition.

Fixated on the screen, Chris groaned in pleasure, feeling his erection throbbing uncontrollably deep within her. Whitney didn’t care. He felt so good. She would do anything as long as Chris kept fucking her.

She felt exploited and validated at the same time. Proud that she was able to elevate Chris’s experience as he used her body. She needed to feel him fill her, and it did. Chris threw his head back and heaved a great sigh before exploding within her. He gave a decisive thrust as he emptied load after load of his steaming hot essence deep within Whitney’s needy folds.

It was a dream come true for Whitney. She shuddered with contentment as Chris filled her over and over, each release pressing deeper within her, extending her orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her quivering, sweat-soaked body. It didn’t matter that she was being used, that he couldn’t see her. Somehow, it just made the satisfaction all the more sweet. After what seemed like a lifetime of bliss, the light returned to her eyes, leaving her trembling with euphoria.

Chris slowly pulled his spent cock from Whitney’s used pussy before rubbing the head of his shaft on her satisfied clit. “Such a good girl,” he said.

Whitney’s heart melted at his words. That’s all she wanted to be.