College of Sin: In Love with the President's Crazy Daughter

Chad was Christabel's, hot boyfriend. A hot kid.

He had a condo at the edge of town.

He leaned on the wall, his chest bare, flaunting a flashy tattoo, and puffed on a stick of marijuana. He discarded it and walked into a room.

A girl sat on his bed, wearing a tiny bathrobe which was unbuttoned, revealing the pink lace panties and bra she wore underneath.

Caren. Christabel's best friend.

"You're not naked yet?" he asked with a hint of disappointment.

"What about Christy?" Caren asked.

"Aw, Caren. Forget Christy. She can as well go fuck herself," he said.

"But you guys have not broken up yet," Caren observed.

"Nope, we've not," he said. "But we will soon. Pretty soon. We've already stopped seeing each other," he said.

He got on the bed and leaned into her. He kissed her slowly, his lips brushing slightly against hers. She shied away and turned her lips away.

But he persisted. He turned her head so she faced him. And he pressed his lips against hers, forcing her lips open. Then he sucked her lips and stroked her tongue with his. She responded a little. Then as he ran his fingers down her back, stroked her ass and pressed her butt cheeks, she gave in to his demands. And she went with the flow. She sucked his lips too.

He lowered her into the bed and got on top of her. He wet his fingers with his tongue and slipped them beneath her panties and dipped them into her pussy.

She moaned.

He drilled her pussy with his fingers and squeezed her boobs with his other hand. Then as her pussy became wet, he took off his trousers while she slipped the straps of her bra off her shoulders.

He returned to her and spread her legs and spat into her pussy. Then he dipped his huge cock into her slowly. She moaned sensually again. He held her legs spread and drilled her pussy with his cock, his hips She ran her fingers over his back, his neck and ran her fingers through his hair. She moaned and he kissed her again and thrust even deeper.

Then they rolled on the bed and she got on top of him. She bounced on his cock, moaning and groaning as the huge love muscle hit her g-spot repeatedly.

As they continued their sweaty game, the doorbell rang shrilly. Their moans and groans drowned out the ring and they didn't hear it.

The shrill ring came again and it persisted, echoing through the hallway.

Chad groaned angrily as the ring wafted in. He slipped his bulging cock out of Caren's warm pussy and jumped into his pair of boxers.

He shuffled into his trousers quickly and slipped a t-shirt on.

"Caren..." he said and swallowed as he knew the stupidity of what he was about to say.

"What?" Caren asked, seeing the hesitation on his face.

"I'll need you to hide," he stuttered.

"You're kidding, right?" Caren said incredulously. "You said you're no longer seeing her," she grumbled from where she remained in bed.

"I don't want anyone seeing me and you together just yet," he lied. "But once Christy and I break up, I'll let everyone know about you."

Caren curled her lips.

"Caren, please, I need you to trust me. Just trust me," he pleaded.

She acquiesced to his request with a shrug and an eye roll. She followed him and he hid her in the closet of one of the rooms, swept her underwear under the bed and stepped out.

He stopped short when he looked out through the peephole and saw Christabel standing there.

He opened the door.

"Took you so long to open," she said frostily, eyeing him with a hint of suspicion.

"Hey, Christy," he said with a nervous chuckle. "I...I didn't expect to see you."

"It took you so long to open," she repeated and asked, "Is it a bad time?"

"No, no. No," he said. "Just wasn't expecting you."

"Good," she said saucily. "Because, even if it is a bad time, you won't dare turn me out."

He forced a weak laugh and shrugged. Then he asked, "Why are you here?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Is there something wrong?"

"No," he said.

"I don't even know why I'm here," she said in response to his first question.

"Maybe because you miss me," he said and grinned.

"I fucking know I miss you," she admitted. "I miss you...but I'm still fucking mad at you."

"Christy...I've spent the last two months telling you that I'm sorry, I miss you and I fucking love you!" Chad said.

"That is not enough," she said. "I'm still considering the break up."

"That was a one-time mistake. I was completely wasted," he said.

"It's not an excuse," Christabel said.

"I don't understand. Christy we've been dating since penultimate year in high school. Are you seriously going to throw away two years just because of the mistake of a single night?"

She curled her lips.

"Christabel, I've explained to you more than a hundred times. It was a swingers party. It was not intentional. I was fucking drunk," he said emphatically.

"You were drunk?" Christabel scoffed. "You were so drunk you didn't know when you got your pants off and stripped yourself and some cheap whore and laid her?" she asked derisively. "If you were so drunk then, how come you managed to drive yourself and her safely to your fucking room?"

"Christy, are you here to judge me? If that's why you are here..." he swallowed the rest of his utterance seeing the glare she shot him.

"What will you do?"

He didn't answer.

He knew she missed him and was only here to see if he missed her too. He would make her think he missed her. But he was not going to give it away so easily.

"I miss you, Chad. But you fucked up. It will take some time for me to be able to fully forgive you," she said softly.

"I'll wait," he said.

She looked at him, her eyebrows raised in disbelief.

He smiled.

"Have you hooked up with anyone else since we broke up?" she asked him.

"No. I've not even wanted to," he lied smoothly. "I wish I wanted to."

Christabel fell for his lie. She had no hint that her best friend was three rooms away from her, hidden in a dark closet without clothes.

For a moment she seemed affected by his words. Her eyes misted like it always did anytime she was about to have him beat on her pussy.

She leaned into him and her lips parted slowly.

She took off her jacket hurriedly and jumped into him in a tight hug. He grabbed her thighs, her weight brought him down and they crashed to the floor. She sat on his laps.

He unbuckled his belt with a single move of his deft fingers and scrambled out of his pants. Christabel took off her shirt and helped him with the buttons of his shirt while he worked on the buckle of her bra.

She jammed her breasts into his face. He gave her nipples a gentle lover's bite. She moaned and tilted her head to the back. He kissed all over her neck and her chest and shoulders.

There was no foreplay.

She was wet already. And as he kissed all over her, his dick revived and sprang up. She stood a little from his laps and held his dick. Then she sat

His hands were at his side, his palms on the floor while she bounced on his cock

The dumbbell on the floor few inches away from them fell and he narrowly avoided getting his fingers smashed by the weight as he raised his hand and pressed her breasts, squeezing her nipples.

"You've missed me," she said.

"I've missed you," he affirmed.

Then he lifted her, his bulging cock still in her warm happy chamber. She bounced on it as she remained in his arms. He placed her on the pool table close by. He slipped out his dick and spread her thighs wide. He dipped his head and stuck out his tongue. He sucked on her pussy and chewed her clitoris gently.

She grabbed the edges of the table. Then she moaned loudly and slapped him as he hit the G-spot.

He groaned and smiled. Then he delivered two sharp slaps each on her breasts. The slap she had dropped on his face galvanized him and a fresh wave of excitement swept over him. He thrust his rod in and out faster, moaning and groaning as he felt the sexy warmth of her tight pussy.

He raised her again and dropped her on the floor. As he thrust in and out the first time and second time, she moaned loudly as his huge cock slid against her vagina walls and the dickhead hit the spot again.

Then, just before she erupted, she held his hand with her left and pushed lightly against his chest with her right hand.

"Chad...we shouldn't do this," she said.

"Do what?"

"I don't trust you enough yet," she said.

He sighed sadly.

"What are you saying?" he demanded.

"I know we are still a thing, Chad, but...I need time to heal and..." she paused.

Chad resigned sadly, "If you say so," he said and pulled out.

She got out of the bed and slipped her tiny gown on. Then she arranged her hair and mopped her face with an handkerchief.

"But it was nice doing this with you," she said. "It's just...I didn't know we'll do this today."

"It's cool," he said coolly.

Christabel smiled sweetly at him before leaning into him and kissing him. He kissed her too. He was still naked, so as she made to leave, she made her hand to linger on his already softened dick, ran her fingers up his abdomen, his hairy chest and then she played with his chin.

She was teasing him.

As suddenly as she started, she slapped him on the cheek and winked at him. Then she turned away and headed for the door.

As she left, the smile on his lips faded away and he glowered after her.

Two pull outs he hadn't anticipated. She had ruined his good night and his good mood.

When he got back to the room where Caren was, she had gotten out of the closet and covered her nakedness with a chic blouse and baggy pants.

He looked at her questioningly and she got the hint.

"I'm no more in the mood," she answered his unasked question.

He groaned.

"I'm leaving," Caren announced and went out, leaving Chad on the bed, naked and unsatisfied.