And now, in this small bedroom, it was just the three of them. Kelsie McCollum remained on her side on the bed. Her slender body was completely exposed, her blond hair cascading messily across her pale shoulders. She could still feel the hard shaft of the giant penis behind her as it pressed against the milky flesh of her slight but shapely bottom–the penis that belonged to Chris Weathers, her massive, muscular, beautiful...

At this relatively early evening hour–early for a college dormitory, at least–an excited pair of feet scampered along a carpeted corridor on the fourth floor of Howard Hall, until they reached the closed door of a dorm room. A tan hand reached out and turned the handle, and a curvaceous Latina beauty slid herself through the opening and shut the door behind her. “Well?” Jacqueline demanded, jumping up from the bed. “Where...

“Jesus, Chris…AGAIN? Do we need to go get a Men’s ball?” Chris Weathers grimaced. “Shut up, Jacqueline!” Jacqueline Sullivan turned to Pam Warren. “Can we go back to the beginning, Pam? Can we recut the whole segment, and make it about how much Chris sucks at throwing a Women’s football?” Warren, the famous College Football television sideline reporter, let out a warm chuckle. “Don’t worry, Jacqueline!” Warren assured. “W...

There they were. Lined up by the dozens. Uniformly tall. Uniformly beautiful. Nearly uniformly blond. Marching out the front entrance of their glittering sorority house in their coordinated pea coats. Casting nary a glance at the house staff attendants who dutifully held open the enormous double doors for them as they strode into the chilly evening air. Shivering through their coats and their fancy formal dresses in the e...

PREDATORS. EAT. PRAY. The trees across the Perion Campus were nearly barren. Winter was right around the corner. The temperature had dropped. The student body had bundled up… …And HATE was in the air. UDW Week had finally arrived at Perion University. UDW. The University of the Divine Word. The private, religiously-founded academic institution that rested a mere 30 miles from the Perion campus. Home of the UDW Paladins. H...

Damn it, Alexia, stop looking up there! Alexia Ramos lowered her curvaceous body, pumped her arms and legs, shifted her powerful hips, and turned her body 90 degrees to the right. The Chris Weathers pass arrived just as she emerged from her break–on target, but wobbly as hell. Alexia reached out her bronze arms and pulled the football in. Jacqueline Sullivan had been right: Kelsie’s man, famously, had a cannon for an arm,...

“How do you like your fingers on it?” Jacqueline queried, sweat streaming from her face. “These two, right here…” came the reply. “But really, just this one finger…I like to rest the other one underneath...” “Well,” Jacqueline countered with a grin, “If I had hands like yours, I’d do the same thing!” “But, you have to understand,” the red-headed model continued, “I grew up working with something different from what I get...

Her mesmerizing waves of dark brown hair descended down her Kelly green peacoat. The coat extended to her knees, where it met a pair of brown leather boots. Even on the image captured by a ceiling-mounted camera, the arresting color of her lipstick–a vibrant green–sparkled from her luscious lips like a beacon. The color was a perfect match for her emerald eyes. As usual, Cooper Deering looked absolutely incredible. The mo...

Kelsie McCollum’s physical well-being was now sacrificed, daily, at the altar of carnal desire. She was lucky if she could get a few hours of sleep per night. During the day, Kelsie nodded off in most of her classes–when she made it to class at all. When Kelsie was actually conscious during her lectures, she simply sat and counted the minutes until she could get back to Howard Hall. Once she was back in her room, she coun...

If Kelsie McCollum was astonished by everything that had occurred in the past 30 seconds, Chris Weathers was even more astonished. The oak tree of a boy bolted up from the study desk in his room, where he had been hunched over a thick, laminated binder that clearly belonged to the Perion Football Team. His blue eyes wide, his mouth hanging open, Weathers seemed unable to get a word out. They both stood frozen: The massive...

“It’s definitely one of these…” As she studied Kelsie’s McCollum’s face, Jacqueline Sullivan held up three tubes of lipstick. Each one projected a slightly different shade of the same rich tone. Ruby. Cherry. Apple. “Are you sure?” Kelsie worrily queried. “They’re all so…red?” For as long as she could remember, Kelsie had been conscious of her pale skin. When it came to fashion, she had always gravitated away from strong...

The following Friday night, Kelsie briskly made her way, alone, back to Howard Hall from the Perion University Library. Ostensibly, she had been working on a paper for her Introduction to Psychology course that was due the following week. In truth, though, Kelsie had just found a quiet cubby in the massive library and simply hid out. On Fridays, Howard could become a rowdy place. Every hallway flooded with people; even if...

Over the next few weeks, autumn made its full arrival at Perion University. The leaves on the maple and oak trees that adorned the university quads shifted to shades of red and yellow, then began to float one-by-one to the ground. To Kelsie McCollum, it seemed as if her hopes and dreams had fallen along with them. After that nightmarish scene in the basement of Pi Pi Pi, Kelsie had given up on sorority rush altogether. Ev...

For Kelsie McCollum, the next several days played out in a blur. Class registration, getting the hang of how to get around campus, and meeting some of the girls on her floor–many of whom were aware of the moment that Kelsie had shared with the school’s new Star Quarterback. As for Chris Weathers…nothing. Kelsie blamed herself. She was too shy to go down to his floor or call him, and he hadn’t come up. Alexia, who was alre...

Kelsie McCollum tried to control her breathing as she padded up the walkway toward the dormitory. She was finally here. Perion University. Kelsie had scrolled through as many tiktoks as she could watch, consumed as many IG posts as she could manage: How to put on her makeup just so, how to dress “sexy” but not “slutty”, how to manicure the wavy blond locks that cascaded down her back without looking like she’d tried so ha...