Selina awoke with a start. An alarm was blaring across the room. She reached over and flipped the tiny knob on her nightstand lamp. The light clicked, casting its dim glow across her bed. Selina jumped up and ran across the room to turn off the alarm. The red numbers seemed to glare at her with malevolent glee. She frowned at it and walked back towards her bed.   

Even with the curtains drawn on the window over her bed, Selina could tell it was still pitch dark outside. The numbers on her clock read 05:30 am. She yawned sleepily. She considered skipping classes, crawling back in bed, and sleeping the day away. In the half-light, her piled blankets resembled a body. For a heart-stopping moment, Selina thought it was Ragden in her bed, waiting for her. Selina stared, her jaw dropping open. She blinked twice and realized it was just a cruel trick of the light. Her heart sank. Selina’s knees wobbled, and she staggered over to the bed. She collapsed into the blankets, pulling them against her face as she sobbed.   

Selina took several minutes to regain her composure. Her sobs diminished, and she lay there taking deep, shuddering breaths. She turned and looked at the clock. Ten minutes had passed. Her eyes widened in surprise. She pushed herself off the bed, stood, and gathered clean clothes for the day.   

Selina grabbed her bag of toiletries and a towel and hurried down the hall to the bathroom. She showered quickly and rushed back to her room to drop off her stuff and get dressed. Then she grabbed her backpack, shoved some of the papers off her desk into it, and ran off to class.  

As she rounded the corner, Selina saw her psychology professor standing in the doorway to the classroom, checking his watch. He saw her and smiled. Selina frowned as she ran up.  

“Almost late, Miss. Please proceed to your seat. Go on now.” He ushered her into the classroom and locked the door shut behind her. Selina walked quickly to a seat in the back of the lecture hall. She noted that most students were bent over their books and taking notes. Selina also noticed that many students in the room were barely awake.  

She sat in an empty seat and pulled out her book and a pad of paper. The professor had made his way to the front of the room and was writing things on the board. Selina copied down some notes and then opened her book to the correct section so she could follow the lecture.   

Selina tried to follow the lecture as best she could. Her mind kept wandering. She listened to the professor. Then, she leaned over her notebook and wrote a few lines. She closed her eyes and wondered where Ragden was. What was he doing right now? She could picture that massive dick, and her body ached. She licked her lips as she remembered the taste of it on her tongue. Selina’s heart beat a little faster in her chest as she remembered the feel of his dick sliding into her throat as it blocked her airway. She clamped her legs shut as she felt an ache low in her body. Selina bit her lip as her body shuddered at the recollection of the experience. A shudder of pleasure ran from her head down to her toes.   

A soft tapping on the chalkboard at the front of the classroom snapped Selina out of her reverie. The professor’s voice was still droning on. She saw the words on the board, but they made no sense. She looked down at her paper and saw a picture of a dick drawn across her page. It filled her full page. Selina felt instant heat on her cheeks. She looked around to see if anyone had seen what was on her sheet. Selina quickly turned the page over, her heart thundering in her chest. She looked around again. Nobody was paying any attention to her.  

Selina turned back to the front of the classroom. She tried to focus on the words of her instructor, but a heat was building between her legs that had nothing to do with the lecture. She pinched her legs together, pushing her knees together as hard as she could. Maybe the pain of knocking her knees together would distract her from the sudden burning need inside her. Selina covered her mouth, trying to contain the gasp as a shudder of desire ran through her body.   

A quick glance at the clock told her she still had fifteen minutes before this lecture would be over. Selina was supposed to be in her next class after this. A twenty-minute break between classes that she usually spent walking from one classroom to another. Sometimes, she would grab a snack or sit under the trees in the yard for a couple to collect her thoughts before class started. Today, that would not do.   

Selina bent back over her notebook, scribbling notes, trying to focus on the professor's words. Her thoughts kept drifting. She wondered where Ragden was. Who he was with. Was he fucking one of his girlfriends right now? She bit her lip, trying to quell the fine tremor in her thighs. When she closed her eyes, she could clearly picture that monstrous cock of his.   

Selina opened her eyes again, trying to push the image away. She looked around the room. Nobody was paying any attention to her. Selina looked back up at the board; the professor had his back to her, writing something on the board. She copied it down. Chapter and page numbers. Something to study later. She looked at her page, and just above where she had written the assignment, she saw that she had written the words, “Which hole do I want his dick in?” She did not remember writing that. Selina blushed, erasing the words from her page.   

Then, a bell rang somewhere on campus. Selina sprang to her feet, trying to gather up her stuff. She grabbed her bag and shoved her book into it. Someone opened the door to the classroom, and a sudden breeze whipped through the room. Several people yelped in dismay as their pages were ripped from their desks and hurled around the room.  

Selina closed her eyes as the wind whipped around her. She stifled a moan of pleasure as she felt it caress her arms and legs, sliding up under her shorts to her inner thigh. A shudder of pleasure ran down her spine as she felt the wind blow her hair back and caress the back of her neck.   

“Excuse me?” A very deep male voice sounded from right next to her. Selina’s eyes flashed open to spy the man standing inches away from her. She clutched her pages to her chest, crossing her legs.   

“The wind... it snatched this page off your desk,” he said, holding it out to her. She saw written across the top of the page, in her scrawling handwriting, ‘need that dick.’ Selina blushed a dark crimson and snatched it from his hands.  

“Did you read this?” she snapped at him as she shoved it into her bag. She took a moment to look at the man before her. He was just a hair taller than her. Broad through the shoulders. A deep, thick chest. He looked like a football player who was used to throwing people around. His eyes were kind and soft. Selina wondered what his lips would taste like, whether they were as soft as they looked.   

The man shrugged; his voice was deep. “It smacked me right in the face. Kind of hard not to.”  

Selina blushed even darker. She looked down at his groin. Saw the large bulge there. She wondered, then, how big he was. What his dick might taste like. Another shudder down her back. Her insides clenched with need and desire. She tore her eyes off his package and met his gaze. The man had a smirking half-smile on his face. He started to open his mouth to say something, but Selina grabbed his hand and pulled him from the classroom.  

“Hey, where are we going?” the man asked as she dragged him out into the hall. As soon as they got clear of the room, she spun, pulled him against her, and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his body and pulled his body against hers. She could feel the hard bulge between his legs press against her groin. It was not enough.   

Selina shoved her tongue past his lips into his mouth. He tasted of coffee and donuts. Sweet and tangy. She pushed harder against him, feeling his broad chest press into her bosom. Selina wanted more. She grabbed his ass and found it firm and strong under her soft hands. He made an eager noise, and she felt his cock throb hard against her.   

Selina shoved away from him, breaking contact. The man yelped in surprise, falling back against the wall. Selina pulled her backpack tight and took off at a run. She heard him stumble and call after her.   

Selina ran towards her dorm room. Part of her hoped she would lose her follower. Another part desperately wanted him to follow her. She knew that she would take advantage of the situation if he were still on her heels when she returned to her room. A small part of her cried in outrage. Taking some random stranger to bed between classes!? Insane! Yet, that was what she wanted. No. Not wanted. It was what she needed, what she craved. What she was desperate for.   

She turned the corner and put on a burst of speed. Her dorm was around another corner and down the hall. Selina was not sure if her pursuer was still behind her. She hoped he was, but she did not check. Selina turned the next corner and dashed for the door. She threw it open and ran down the hall.  

Selina pulled up to her door and stopped momentarily to catch her breath. Her lungs were on fire, and her heart was hammering in her chest. She felt the sweat trickling down her chest. Selina pulled out her keys and fumbled with the lock. She looked up and saw a hand catch the door to the building just as it was about to close. Her follower threw the door open as he spotted her and sprinted down the hall towards her.   

Selina turned her back to him, slipping the key into the lock. Just as she was about to push the door open, his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her against him. An involuntary moan of excitement and pleasure slipped from her lips as she felt the bulge in his groin press against her ass. His hands snaked up to her chest, pulling her back against him. His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them fiercely as she shoved the door open.   

Selina lunged forward, slipping from his grasp. She tossed her back to the side and ripped her top up over her head. Then she unzipped her shorts and wiggled out of them. The man had stepped into the room far enough to let the door close behind him but then had stopped to watch her. As she slid her shorts down to her ankles and kicked them across the room, he unzipped his pants, dropped them, and stepped clear of them.  

Selina’s eyes widened at the bulge in his briefs. She had her hands on her hips, sliding her panties down, when her eyes caught sight of him. The man was pulling his shirt over his head when Selina rushed over and dropped to her knees at his feet. He looked down, surprise on his face as she pulled his briefs down, freeing his meat.  

Selina held his throbbing length in her hands. She estimated it at just over seven inches long. Nice and thick. As thick as Ragden’s cock, easily, but not as long by far. She rolled his foreskin back and admired the head of his dick. The young man’s breath caught in his throat as she flicked her tongue across the top of it. She was rewarded with a gasp as she wrapped her lips around it and sucked hard on his dick.   

The soft, silky tip of his dick felt wonderful in her mouth. She rolled it around with her tongue, savoring the unique flavor that was him. Selina squeezed his shaft hard, heard him gasp, and then stroked him, coaxing a bead of precum into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off him, holding him in front of her face. Selina looked up at him and watched the look on his face while Selina swirled his cum around in her mouth. She savored the texture and flavor of his seed. Salty. Thick. A hint of something tangy and earthy. She wondered if he worked in the fields with those big hands of his. She saw the muscles in his stomach and chest tense and tighten as she swallowed. Selina felt his seed slide down her throat. She closed her eyes, savoring that sensation.  

The young man gently slapped her cheek with his cock. Selina blinked and laughed. She grabbed his cock in her hands, squeezed it so hard he barked in surprise. Then Selina leaned into him, sliding it all the way down her throat. She choked and gasped, her eyes watering, but did not back off. She coughed on his cock, then pressed her nose into his groin. His pubic hair tickled her nose.  

“Holy fuck!” She heard him curse in surprise. His body tensed and thrummed against her. She could feel his cock throbbing in her throat. Selina backed off him, wondering how close he was to climax. She could feel his balls tightening in her hands. Selina did not want him to cum in her mouth. As enjoyable as it would be, she suspected he would not recover fast enough to give her what she wanted. A good, hard fuck.  

Selina leaned back, letting his rock-hard cock slip from her mouth. She looked up at him and saw the look of desire on his face. The need was etched there. The hunger for her. Her heart thundered in her chest as she stood. She grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards the bed. She kept her eyes locked with his, watching how he licked his lips, his eyes lingering on her face, then her chest, then the black panties still on her hips.  

Selina backed into the bed and fell backward. She placed her hands on her thighs, spreading her legs for him. He walked into her, his throbbing cock inches over her groin. He reached down and slid a finger along her soaked panties. He slipped a finger underneath and pulled them to the side. Selina moaned, feeling her pussy exposed to the air. She felt that breeze again, stirring around the room, caressing her exposed flesh.   

“Please,” she begged as she felt that heat press against her. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”  

She looked down to see him gripping his shaft in one hand while he held her panties away with the other. He pressed its head into her lips. She felt that heat pressing against her, slipping into her. He felt too large to fit inside her. Though she knew Ragden had been bigger. She heard him grunt with effort as he pressed the head of his cock through her lips and to the edge of her depths. Selina moaned louder as she felt him press over that edge and into her silky depths.  

“Jesus, fuck, you are so tight.” The man’s deep voice was like a caress to her ears as he slid deeper into her. Selina clutched at the edge of the bed, pulling herself towards him, trying to get him deeper into her. His hands were on her thighs, holding her down as he leaned all his weight into her. She felt that hot meat inside her sliding deeper and deeper. Then, his hips pressed against her thighs.  

Selina’s eyes flashed open. That’s it? That was as far as he could go into her. She felt a power surge of disappointment. She could feel his meat inside her, throbbing and twitching, but it was not deep enough. He did not press against the back of her. He filled her with all he could offer, which was not enough.  

Then he pulled back and slid into her again. His movements stretched the walls of her insides. She moaned in pleasure. He was not deep enough to hit what she really wanted, but it was still heavenly to feel him sliding in and out of her. She pulled on the bed, arching her back and shifting her hips as he moved inside her.  

Selina quickly matched his pace. She heard his breath becoming ragged as she tried to work him faster. Tried to urge him to fuck her harder. She threw her groin against his with reckless abandon. She felt her own climax starting to build, slowly, so slowly. She could hear the edge of his in his breath, the wild look in his eyes.   

Selina pulled her knees to her chest and put her feet against his abdomen. As he slid back, she pushed him out of her. The man staggered and fell backward. He lost his balance and fell to the floor heavily.  

“What the fuck, woman!” He cried as he crashed to the floor. Selina jumped up and dove on top of him. She sat down hard on his groin, feeling his cock slap between their bodies, pinned against his lower body. Selina grabbed his wrists and pushed them to the floor as she straddled him. He looked up at her, confused.  

“Stay,” she said forcefully, meeting his gaze. He nodded with a gulp. Selina sat back against his groin. The man kept his arms on the ground, making no move to raise himself. Selina raised her groin off his and grasped his cock. She shifted her position, holding his cock exactly where she wanted it. Then, Selina carefully lowered herself against him. She moved and slid his cock around against her, feeling the tip slide through her lips, across her opening to her ass.  

Selina met the man’s eyes and saw them wide with surprise. She licked her lips as she pressed herself down onto his cock. His eyes grew wider. His breath exhaled in a sudden surprised gasp. Selina bit her lip as she felt his cock press against her back door. She held it steady while she pushed down onto it. There was a sudden stab of pain as the tip of his cock forced her puckered hole to spread. She closed her eyes, pausing, savoring the feel of him just inside her.   

Selina opened her eyes and looked at the man’s face beneath her. He had closed his eyes and bit his lip. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her. She put her hands on his chest and lowered herself onto him. She closed her eyes as she let her full weight sink into his groin. Her hips pressed down against his thighs. She heard all the air explode out of his lungs. She bit her lip, feeling the full length of his cock throbbing in her bowels.   

Selina closed her eyes, savoring the fullness and discomfort inside her. Again, he was not as deep as Ragden could go. Or her monstrous dildo, either. She rocked back and forth, feeling him slide around inside her. The movement was heavenly. Her ass gripped that thick cock, squeezing it inside her. She could feel him pressing against the back of her bladder; that familiar pressure was so wonderful. She moaned happily as she raised a hair and lowered on him. Selina smiled as she heard his gasp of pleasure.   

Selina watched as he opened his eyes and looked up at her. His eyes were glassy with ecstasy. Selina carefully raised herself off him, sliding halfway up his cock. She planted her hands on his abdomen, balancing herself. Her thighs vibrated with the tension of maintaining that position. The man looked up at her questioningly.  

“Fuck me,” Selina whispered. His eyes widened as he nodded. He thrust his hips up to meet hers. Selina moaned with pleasure as his cock slid deep into her. Then he dropped his hips to the floor and bounced back up into her.   

“Faster,” Selina begged. “Fuck my damn ass.”  

The man thrust up into her again and again. Each time their bodies slapped together, Selina cooed and moaned, urging him to pound her harder. Her legs shook and quivered with pleasure and pain. She loved the way he stretched her ass with each thrust. His thick meat slid deep into her before he dropped back and slammed up into her again.   

Selina felt her climax building. A deep sense of pressure was building within her, like a growing storm. She watched the man sweat, his breath labored as he continued to thrust and drop, thrust and drop. The thumps of his ass hitting the floor were wonderful music to her ears.   

“Yes,” Selina gasped as he pounded into her. “Yes! Yes!”  

As her climax suddenly exploded inside of her, Selina’s legs gave out, and she sat heavily onto the man’s groin. His cock slammed home into her bowels, and she felt his seed explode into her. She felt that hot wash of his essence flooding into her back door. She giggled and laughed as she rocked back and forth on him. His eyes were squeezed shut as he tried to catch his breath, his body quivering and spasming beneath her.   

Selina’s muscles shook with the power of her orgasm, but she recovered quickly. As she did, she started to bounce her groin on his cock. She was surprised to feel him still firm inside her. Not as hard as before, but firm enough that he did not drop out of her as she bounced on him. She heard him gasp, but she ignored it.   

Selina felt her legs burning with the strain, but she wanted more. More of what he could give her. She knew he had it in him; she could feel it. A breeze started to swirl around her, caressing her exposed flesh. Her nipples tightened against the fabric of her bra as she bounced harder up and down on his cock. She felt him cum again inside her. His seed exploded into her bowels.   

Selina looked down at the man lying beneath her. His eyes had rolled back into his head. His body was spasming, and his breath was ragged. The cool breeze around her made her want to continue. She needed more. She needed EVERYTHING he could give her.   

Then she had a flash of the clerk from the sex toy shop lying on the ground, blind, grasping for help. She shrieked and threw herself off the man. His cock slipped from her ass. She felt his cum sliding from within her, along with thicker things she could not identify. The young man lay on the ground, his body trembling. Selina huddled in the corner, watching, wondering what she had done to him.  

For several minutes, Selina huddled in the corner. Crouched, her knees against her chest. She could feel his fluids still leaking from her ass, pooling on the floor beneath her. Selina did not care. She could clean it up later.  

Ten minutes later, the man’s breath started to level off. His breathing was still shallow, but his muscles were no longer spasming. His cock had long ago gone flaccid, leaking small amounts of cum across his groin.   

Selina stood. She groaned as her legs and back protested from being hunched over for so long. Selina went into her closet and got out a towel. She draped it across the man’s groin. Then she got out a washcloth and did her best to clean up the mess she had made in the corner.   

Selina tossed the dirty washcloth into her laundry basket and approached the man lying on her floor. She sat on the floor beside him and gently shook his shoulder. He groaned, not opening his eyes, and rolled away from her onto his side.   

“Hey,” she said softly, “are you okay?”  

“Mmm,” he mumbled sleepily, “I don’t want to get up.”  

Selina shook his shoulder more roughly. He rolled back over onto his back and opened his eyes. He blinked at her, confused.  

“Who are you?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep.  

Selina blinked at him. “I’m Selina.”  

He smiled lazily. “Selina. Such a pretty name. I like you.”  

Selina blushed. The man’s eyes had slipped closed again. He started to snore. She shook him harder. He opened his eyes again and met her gaze. There was a faint spark of recognition there. He blinked at her several times, then smiled again.  

“Wow. You are the porn star from Psychology. Fuck. You are so hot. I’d love to fuck you stupid someday.”  

Selina blushed darkly. “You already did.”  

He blinked at her, confused. Then, finally, he seemed to notice she was still in her undergarments. He looked down at himself and the towel covering his groin. He chuckled, his deep voice full of male bravado.  

“Awesome.” Then his eyes slipped closed, and his breathing started to deepen again. Selina frowned. She slapped him across the face.  

“Hey.” His eyes flashed open. He still looked groggy but was more aware of himself than earlier. He looked at her, confused.   

“Are you okay?” Selina asked when his eyes finally focused on her face.  

“I. I think so. I’m just really tired. Did we have sex?”  

Selina sighed and frowned. She nodded. “Yes. We did. I need to get to class. Will you get off my floor, please?”  

The man looked around, confused. “Where are my clothes?”  

Selina threw up her arms. “All over my goddamn room. Okay?”  

The man cowered sheepishly. “Yeah. Okay. I get it. Man, Becca is going to be so pissed.”  

“Who?”  

Selina grabbed his wrist and pulled the man to his feet. He stood but was shaky and unstable. He looked at her sheepishly.  

“My girlfriend.”  

“Your what?!”  

“Hey, you are so much fucking hotter than she will ever be. Goddamn, I’d dump her in a heartbeat if I could sleep with you... again.”  

Selina planted her hands on her hips and scowled at the man. She shoved him fiercely towards her bed. He stumbled and fell, getting tangled in the blankets.  

“Sleep it off. You fucking jerk. We can discuss this... whatever this is... after class.”  

“Oh,” he said sheepishly and grinned at her stupidly. He wrapped himself in the blankets, inhaling deeply. His eyes drifted shut, and his breathing started to deepen again. “I fucked a porn star... sweet.”  

Selina rolled her eyes in disgust. She went about the room gathering her clothing. The man started snoring in her bed. She shot disgusted looks in his direction as she got dressed. Selina had no idea what to do with him. She checked the clock and saw she was already late for class. Selina quickly put her clothes back on, grabbed her bag, and ran for class.   

Selina ran to her next class. By the time she got there, she was soaked in sweat. The door was already firmly shut and locked. She stood outside the door and screamed in rage and frustration.   

Not sure what else to do, she sank to the ground and sat down hard. She leaned against the wall next to the door. Selina drew up her knees and rested her head against them. She caught a whiff of herself and scowled. Selina really needed a shower. She could smell the sweat, sex, and bodily fluids stuck to her skin. Her panties were still bunched up, drenched in cum, and stuck to her. She wondered if she would be able to get the stench out of them, or if they were a complete loss.  

Selina sat there, pondering what had just happened. While she had been desperate to get fucked, dragging some random stranger out of her class back to her room for some hard fast anal sex had NOT been on her list of things to do today. Still, in retrospect, her body felt great. The aches and pains she had felt the day before were gone. Her ass, while sore, actually felt damn good. Everything had hurt yesterday, but now it all felt wonderful. Selina slipped a hand down between her legs and pressed against her shorts over her mound. Her pussy ached, but not in a bad way. She was no longer craving sex. She felt like she had just had a great workout. Her muscles were sore but in a good way.   

Selina then reached farther back between her legs and pressed against her asshole. A soft moan slipped from her lips before she could stop herself. Her ass felt amazing. She remembered how raw and painful it had felt the day before. But now that she had gotten it properly filled, it felt good. Better than good, it felt amazing. She thought about that massive dildo on her desk and felt herself growing aroused again. Selina could not wait to play with that again. It was so long, hard, and heavy.   

Her random encounter with... She did not even know his name. Selina scowled darkly. She had taken a stranger to bed and did not even know his name. She knew the name of his girlfriend, which was somehow even worse. Still, he had been a good fuck. His dick was not the superstar dick she wanted, but it had done the job she needed. Selina grinned, remembering the look on his face as she bounced on his cock, feeling him cum in her ass over and over. A shudder of pleasure ran through her body. She could do that again. Her heart started to beat a little faster. Her pants felt a little damper clinging to her skin. Yeah, she wanted to do that again.   

Selina wondered what Ragden would think about all of this. She missed him terribly. The smell of his skin. The feel of his hair in her hands. The way he kissed her. The feel of his tongue on her skin. And his dick. That incredible, massive slab of meat. She shuddered, thinking about it. She would drop everything for time with him. But not for some fifteen-minute random fuck; she wanted to spend hours with him, savoring all the things she knew he could do. Another shudder ran through her body.   

Just then, the door to the classroom opened, and people came streaming out. None of them paid her any attention. They just walked right by as if she was not even there. Selina sat there staring in disbelief. How long had she been sitting there? The was normally a two-hour lecture. Had she been sitting here for two hours?  

Then, the professor came out the door. He looked at her and stepped back in shock.  

“Selina?”  

Selina nodded as she stood. “Sorry I was late professor.”  

“That was you banging on the door? What happened? You are never late!”  

Selina blushed and turned away from the professor. She started to walk away when she felt his hand on her shoulder.  

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to pry. Did you need something?”  

“Yes. I’m sorry. Can you tell me what the assignment was for today? I want to be prepared for next week.”  

“Sure,” the professor said, holding the door open for Selina. "Please step into my office.”  

Selina stepped through the door, wondering if her professor was watching her ass as she walked towards the back of the classroom where his office was. She looked over her shoulder and saw him looking around the classroom. Selina wondered if he was single or married. How big was his dick? Would it hit that special spot that nobody but Ragden seemed to hit? A shudder ran through her at that thought. She quickly turned her back on him, hugging her backpack to her chest.   

She stopped at the door to his office and stepped off to one side. He looked at her curiously as he unlocked the door. “Is everything alright?”  

Selina nodded, afraid her words would betray her thoughts. The professor shrugged, unlocked the door, and held it open for her. Selina walked in and sat in the chair opposite the large desk. Selina watched the professor walk into the office. He was an older man in his forties but in good shape. He had good muscle tone and good posture. His hair was greying at the edges, but it made him look distinguished and did not detract from his good looks.  

Selina shook her head, realizing she had not heard what he said.   

“I’m sorry, what was that?”  

“We read through chapter twelve today. Some new problems there you haven’t seen before. Do you want to review them, or are you comfortable reading through the material?”  

Selina smiled. “I can figure it out. Thanks.”  

The professor nodded and pulled some pages from his desk, handing one to her.  

“We did these in class today. Feel free to do them on your own time and return them next week.”  

“Thanks.” Selina opened her backpack, and papers exploded out of it. She sat there blinking furiously while pages fluttered around the room. The professor stared at her like she had done it on purpose. A couple of pages fluttered down on his desk in front of him.  

“What was that?”  

Selina blushed furiously. “I’m so sorry, professor. There was some kind of freak windstorm in my last class. I stuffed those into my pack rather hurriedly. I have no idea how they did that.”  

Seeing the embarrassment on Selina’s face, the professor’s expression softened. While Selina got up and gathered the pages that had gone around the room, he picked up the one on his desk.   

“Selina.” His voice was curiously amused. “What is this?”  

He held up a page. Selina blushed even darker, wondering if that page was the one she had drawn giant dicks on. Instead, she saw a collection of diagrams and equations she did not remember drawing.   

“I’m not entirely sure,” Selina answered. She looked down at the page in her hands. Selina had drawn a giant dick with a tiny stick figure straddling it and riding it like a rocket ship. She felt sudden heat on her cheeks and shoved into her pack before the professor could see it.  

“I was in some fugue state yesterday when I wrote that. I don’t recall writing it,” Selina said quietly as she shoved the rest of the pages she had picked up off the floor into her bag.  

“I recognize some of these symbols,” the professor said with a note of wonder. I saw some pictures of similar drawings from an archeological dig I was supervising last year. Where did you see this?”  

Selina shook her head, “I’ve never seen it before.”  

“This first symbol is electrical, but this one here,” he tapped the page, “is more about wind. You cannot mix wind and electricity. It does not work that way.”  

“I don’t know,” Selina said, reaching for the page. The professor reluctantly handed it to her. Then he picked up the second page and laughed. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he held it up.  

Drawn on the second page was a woman who looked surprisingly like Selina, bent over with an exceptionally large cock going up her ass. From how the face had been drawn, the figure was enjoying itself.  

The professor cocked one eyebrow at her. “Do we need to discuss your extracurricular activities?”  

Selina blushed darkly and turned away. She held out her hand. The professor handed her the page.  

“Two things, Selina. First, anal sex is perfectly healthy, but you need to be careful. Put something large enough inside you, and it can do physical damage to your body. Be careful what you are doing. Practice safe sex; you cannot get pregnant from anal, but you can still catch diseases.   

“Two. Your art style is surprisingly detailed. You have some real talent there. You could easily make money as a comic book artist or in an art gallery. Though I would recommend something a little less risqué than self-portraits in compromising positions.”  

Selina blushed even darker. She stared hard at the floor, trying to figure out how the conversation had gone to that particular place, and wished she could melt into a puddle and never be seen again.   

“Is there anything else you need?” he asked mildly as if he had not just been looking at a picture of her getting fucked in the ass. Selina looked up, saw no judgment on his face, shook her head, and looked away.  

“Okay then.” He stood and moved towards the door, holding it open for her. “I’m late for a lunch date with the wife. Please let me know if you need anything else.”  

Selina shoved the last page into her backpack, zipped it shut, and hurried past him. His hand landed on her shoulder. She turned and met his steady gaze.  

“That is art, my dear; be gentle with it. It could be worth money someday.”  

Selina nodded, backed away slowly, then turned and rushed off. She heard the professor locking his office behind her. Selina did not wait for him to catch up. As soon as she exited the door, she ran for her dorm room.  

Within minutes, Selina was again in front of her dorm room, drenched in sweat. She was trying to catch her breath as she fumbled with the keys to her door. The key finally slipped into the lock, and Selina stepped into her room and closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.  

Selina walked over to her desk and set her backpack down. She opened it up and pulled out the two pieces of paper the professor had handed her. Selina looked at the mathematical computations and wondered where they had come from. She stared at the numbers and symbols. They made sense. Selina did not understand how or why, but they did. Then she held the other picture. She blushed as she looked at it. The woman in the picture was voluptuous and gorgeous. The facial structure was hers. She turned to the closet and opened it up to see her reflection, wondering if the body proportions in the picture were accurate for her body.  

Selina’s reflection stared back at her. She saw the dark hair matted to her forehead with sweat. The dark rings under her eyes. She could see the sweat and grime caked to her arms from running through the campus twice. Her blouse was matted and stuck to her chest, emphasizing her cleavage. Her shorts were soaked and clinging to her body. She could see her camel toe and wondered how many guys had stared at her as she ran by. Her legs were splattered with mud. A thin trail of fluid had leaked down her inner thigh.  

A green mist blew through her room in the mirror as Selina watched. She blinked and looked around her, not noticing anything. She looked back at the mirror, and her reflection changed its position, shaking a finger. Her reflection’s eyes were glowing green.   

In the mirror, her reflection moved its mouth as it talked. She heard that whispering voice in the back of her head. “You crave knowledge. You will have it, but we need energy. We need more.”  

She watched as her reflection turned and walked towards her bed. Selina turned and saw the sleeping figure still in her bed. He had not moved since she had left. Looking at him, his hair tussled with sleep, her blankets curled around him; she was unsure if she wanted to scowl, curse, or smile.   

Selina did not like her reflection sitting on the bed with him. The look in its eyes was hungry. A shiver ran down her back. She slammed the closet door shut. The sleeping man did not stir. She sighed heavily.   

Selina walked over to the bed and knelt next to it. She ruffled the man’s hair playfully. He smiled in his sleep. Selina found herself smiling back, then stopped, feeling foolish. She gently shook his shoulder.  

“Hey, are you hungry?” she asked.  

The man stirred, licking his lips. “Pancakes,” he muttered sleepily, “I would love pancakes. Marmalade, I like marmalade.”  

“Marmalade?” Selina said questioningly.   

The man smiled sleepily, then settled deeper into her bed. She shook his shoulder again.  

“I am not bringing you food. If you want something, you better get up and get it.”  

The man frowned but did not open his eyes. “I don’t wanna get up.”  

“Goddamnit,” Selina cursed. She stood, walked over to her closet, and grabbed her towel,  toiletries, and a fresh set of clothes. She paused at the door, looking back at the stranger in her bed. He seemed perfectly content to sleep the day away. She sighed, then headed to the showers.   

Scrubbing off all the sweat, grime, dirt, and cum from her morning activities proved to be a bit more difficult than Selina had anticipated. She scrubbed and scrubbed, letting the hot water pound against her body. Finally, Selina felt clean. She dried herself, put on fresh clothes, and returned to her room. The man was still passed out in her bed when she opened the door.   

Enough was enough. Selina grabbed the covers and yanked them off him, dragging him off the bed. He hit the floor with a solid thump. His eyes blinked open. He looked up at Selina in surprise. His cock was standing at attention. Selina blinked hard. His eyes were more focused now than they had been earlier. The man made no effort to cover himself. Selina was not sure what to do. She had not expected to find him in this state.   

“You, uh,” Selina met his gaze; then her eyes slipped down to his cock, which seemed to throb under her scrutiny. “You need a shower.”  

The man gulped and then sat up slowly. He put his hands on the floor and carefully stood, stretching his muscles. Selina was fascinated by the way his cock waved from side to side as he moved. The muscles of his stomach bunched and flexed as he stretched. She reached out and ran a finger down the length of his cock.   

“Hey now,” the man said, his voice was deep and focused. She looked up and met his eyes. She saw that hunger in them. “No touching if you aren’t going to finish what you start.”  

“Finished what I...” Selina giggled. “I’m not sure you can take another round with me, cowboy.”  

The man’s smile wilted a little. “Take it easy on me? Maybe I’ll last longer?” He shrugged.   

Selina laughed. She grabbed his cock and grinned as he yelped in surprise. She squeezed it forcefully, relishing the look of submission on his face. The way his breath started coming faster. His eyes widened.   

“Okay. Do whatever you want,” he said raising his hands in submission. “I am just happy to be your fuck-boy. I fucking love the way you fucked me. Your body makes me want to explode or melt in jealousy. I love your hair, your eyes, your breasts, your ass. I love the way your pussy feels on my cock. Your ass is the most sublime thing I’ve ever felt in my life. I could now die a happy man knowing I got to have you just once. I’d do anything for you if you’d fuck me like that again. Anything.”  

He dropped to his knees before her, his hands clasped, begging. Selina blushed, staring down at him. His eyes were so earnest. She blinked.   

“Okay, Romeo. Take a shower. We can discuss what happens next after. You stink.”  

“Yes, ma’am.” He jumped to his feet and headed for the door. Selina turned and watched his ass flex and move as he grabbed the doorknob.  

“Romeo?” she called after him. “Grab a towel from the closet. Shampoo and soap are in there too. Feel free to use some.”  

He paused and looked down at himself. His cock was still standing at attention. He blushed. “Right.” He moved to the closet, opened it, and grabbed the necessities. As he came out, he smiled at her. “Oh, you can call me Romeo if you want. You can call me whatever you want, but my name is Steve.”  

“Right. Steve. Shower.”  

Steve raised a finger. “Right.” He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out into the hall. The door shut behind him. Selina heard whistles in the hall as Steven headed for the showers. Selina put a hand on her forehead and closed her eyes. What in the actual fuck was going on? This was not her. These were not things she had ever dreamed of doing. Yet, the way he had submitted to her had been incredibly hot. Watching him beg had been awkward. As she thought about it, she started to feel increasingly aroused. This could be fun.   

Selina went around the room, gathering up Steve’s clothes. She folded them and put them in a pile next to her desk. Then she gathered her stuff to head to lunch when she was ready.   

Selina sat at her desk and pulled her math book out of her bag. She flipped to the chapter her professor had named earlier and started reading. She was unsure how long Steve would be in the shower and wanted to get a jump start on her homework.   

Ten minutes later, Selina heard more whistling in the hall outside her door. Then she heard someone try to turn the knob. The door automatically locked when it closed. She listened to whoever it was trying the door a couple of times. Then, a soft knock.  

Steve’s voice carried through the door: “Selina, please let me in. Your neighbors are starting to look at me like they want to eat me. Please.”  

Selina snickered, stood, walked to the door, and let him in. A couple of female voices booed as she shut the door. Steve stood in the middle of the room, the damp towel wrapped around his waist. He smelled fresh and clean. Selina smiled.   

“Clean, as requested,” Steve stated with a bow. “What does my mistress wish of me now?”  

Selina grinned. “I’ll take my towel first.”  

Without hesitation, Steve pulled the towel off and handed it to her. She blinked and smiled as his erection popped out into view again. Steve smiled timidly. Selina turned her back on him and threw the towel over her closet door so it could dry.   

“Are you hungry, Steve?” Selina asked, her voice low and sultry.   

Steve nodded eagerly. “I am fucking starving. Do you have any food in here?”  

Selina shook her head. “I’m hungry too. But the only meat in this room is you.”  

Steven cocked his head to one side. Selina walked over to him and dropped to her knees. She ran her finger along the length of his cock. She was rewarded with a soft sigh of pleasure and a bead of precum forming on the tip. She looked up at him and grinned. “For me?”  

“Oh, fuck yes. Absolutely. All yours. Any time you want.”  

“Thank you,” Selina whispered as she leaned forward and wrapped her tongue around his throbbing manhood. Steve gasped as she grabbed his cock and stroked it as she sucked on the head. He made small eager sounds as Selina sucked harder on his cock. Then she let go and leaned into him, sliding the full length of it down her throat. Selina buried her face in his groin, smelling his fresh clean skin. She rocked back and forth, sucking on the shaft of his cock while the head throbbed in her throat.   

Selina slowly backed off him. She slipped it out of her mouth and looked up at him. His eyes were wide, his body shuddering with pleasure.   

“Mommy likes,” Selina whispered as she sucked another bead of precum off the tip of his cock. Steve nodded eagerly. Selina leaned into him, sucking him down her throat again. She bobbed back and forth, feeling the head of his cock slide in and out of her throat.  

“Oh fuck,” she heard him curse as she started to move faster on him. She pulled back, keeping the head of his cock in her mouth as she squeezed his shaft hard, stroking him rapidly.  

“Fuck, I’m about to cum.” Steve’s eyes were wide in surprise. His face was flushed, his body trembling. Selina grabbed his balls and squeezed them. “FUCK!” Steve yelped in surprise. Selina released him and leaned into him again, her nose pressing against his groin, the head of his cock throbbing in her throat. He came hard, his seed exploding down her throat. Selina held her position, reflexively swallowing all he could give her.  

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Steve cursed. His legs wobbled. Selina backed herself off his cock, until just the tip remained in her mouth. She wrapped her hands around his thick shaft and milked more of his cum into her mouth. Long, ropey strands exploded into her mouth. Selina swallowed, enjoying the feel of his thick seed flowing down her throat. Steven collapsed to his knees. Selina followed him down, milking his cock until nothing would come out.   

Satisfied, Selina released him and sat back on her heels. Steve’s eyes were glazed over.  

“Fuck me. That was amazing,” Steve muttered as he collapsed backward to the floor. Selina reached out and grabbed his arms, slowing his fall. Steve lay on the floor, his body shuddering with pleasure. Selina sat and watched, giggling. She ran her finger along her cheek, finding a stray strand of cum that had escaped. She pushed it into her mouth and sucked it down. Her belly warm and full of his seed, Selina stood and walked over to her desk. She sat down and went back to working on her homework.   

Several minutes later, she heard Steve stir and pull himself off the floor. Selina heard him clear his throat behind her. She turned in her chair. Steve was once again, standing nude behind her. She met his eyes. He smiled happily.   

“Ready to serve.”   

Selina raised her eyebrows. “Get dressed. It's time for some lunch."  

“Oh. Awesome. I’m fucking starving.”  

Selina chuckled. Steve grabbed his clothes and started dressing himself. Selina watched him. She watched the way his muscles bunched and stretched as he moved. The way his ass clenched as he pulled his briefs up over himself. His dick was flaccid, but she knew she could make him hard when she was ready to play with him again.   

“Steve,” Selina said as he pulled his shirt over his head. “I have some things to do this afternoon after lunch. I expect you have classes to attend?”  

Steve paused, a look of concentration crossing his face. “I do. Yeah. But I'll skip them if you want the company.”  

Selina shook her head. “That won’t be necessary.”  

“Oh.” Steve pouted. Then his eyes lit up. “I can come back after dinner. Name the time I’ll be here.”  

Selina giggled. “No. I’ll sleep alone tonight. Thank you.”  

Steve looked crestfallen. “When can I see you again?”  

“I’ve got classes in the morning, but maybe for lunch?”  

“Awesome! I’ll be here at twelve-sharp.”  

“Uh. Okay.”  

Selina gathered her stuff, and the two of them headed out to get some food. There was a Subway on campus—not the best solution, but it was easy. Selina and Steve both ordered twelve-inch sandwiches. Selina was surprised that she was able to finish it easily. She considered getting a second sandwich but decided she was not that hungry. Steve, however, consumed his, ordered a second, and ate all of that, too. Selina watched him, giggling as he wolfed it down.   

After they finished eating, Selina bid Steve goodbye. He tried to hug her, but she held him off. As she walked off, she glanced over her shoulder. Steve looked like a lost puppy standing in the middle of the restaurant, watching her walk away.   

Selina spent the next two hours studying ancient hieroglyphics, trying to find where she had seen those symbols she had drawn. She thought she found something similar in a book about ancient Aztecs, but they did not match up. The time flew by quickly, and Jessica was at her table, hands on her hips, before she knew it.   

“We need to talk,” Jessica said quietly but firmly.   

“Oookay,” Selina said, gathering up her stuff. She put the books in the return bin, and the two left the library. As soon as they cleared the building, Jessica pushed her to the side, hands on her shoulders.  

“What the fuck did you do to Steve Wagnoster? He is wandering campus like a lost puppy. I heard some folks say they saw the two of you together?”  

Selina blushed and nodded. Then she spilled the whole story of what happened that morning. The stranger in her mirror was the only detail she did not talk about. Jessica stared in shock.   

“Why did you pick Steve, of all people?”  

Selina shrugged. “I did not pick him. It just happened.”  

Jessica giggled. “You know he was engaged, right? They were supposed to get married next month.”  

“Was?”  

Jessica laughed. “Well, I’m fairly sure it's off now. Don’t worry about it. Becca is a bitch anyway. Steve is a good guy. Bit of a meathead, but a decent guy.”  

“Meathead?”  

“Jock. Sports junky. Not super bright, but big, strong, fast. Athletic. Nice enough guy, though. Is his dick as big as the rumors?”  

Selina’s eyes widened as she blushed. She shrugged. “Not as big as ...”  

Jessica laughed. “Oh, right, your impossible sex god paramour. Whatever are you going to tell HIM?”  

Selina felt even more heat on her cheeks. “I don’t think he’ll mind.”  

Jessica laughed again. “He has three other girlfriends. I’m sure he’ll forgive you for having a one-night stand with Steve, the muscle-head. You aren’t going to see him again, are you?”  

Selina looked away. Jessica chortled with glee.  

“You are! Aren’t you!? Was he that good?”  

“He didn’t do much. But,” Selina blushed and looked at the ground at her feet. “He felt so good inside me. I... want more of that.”  

“And you cannot just wait for your sex-god to come sweep you off your feet, can you? Nope, gotta get that nice dick when you can.”  

Jessica laughed again. Then she grabbed Selina and hugged her tightly, whispering, “Good for you, girl. I’m proud of you.”  

“I’m a whore.” Selina felt tears welling up in her eyes. Jessica pulled back and shook her head.  

“No, you aren’t. You like dick. Nothing wrong with that. You are a woman in the modern age. You know what you want, and you went for it. I need to take a page from your book and find that cute guy from Five Guys.”  

Selina giggled. Jessica and Selina hopped in Jessica’s car and drove to Five Guys. That man was not working that day. Jessica pouted. They got burgers for dinner and went back to Selina’s room. They chatted late into the night. Jessica left, and Selina crawled into bed feeling warm and happy. She had gotten the fill of what she needed. Things were looking up.