Hot Blonde College Slut Vicky

The sun was shining brightly through the curtains as Vicky stirred from her slumber, stretching languidly like a satisfied kitten. She glanced at the clock – it was nearly noon already! She had quite the late night after partying, drinking and as she recalled with a naughty grin, sucking off a few lucky frat guys. Her hand glided down her stomach as she replayed the delicious memories in her mind.

Vicky crawled out of bed and stood up, nude as the day she was born. She admired her fit, trim body in the full-length mirror. Her perky C-cup breasts capped by pert pink nipples. Her pussy barely covered by a landing strip of blonde hair. At a petite 5’4″, she was the quintessential blonde bombshell.

Alan, the resident film major, had been begging her to star in one of his “movies”. Being quite experienced by her age, Vicky guessed it was just an excuse to see her naked and spread her legs. Still, she was curious what she would look like on film. After all, the boys always raved about her smoking hot body. She picked up her phone and dialed Alan.

“Yo, what’s up?” came his voice sounding distinctly hungover.

“Hi Alan, it’s Vicky. I was thinking about your offer…”

Alan perked up. “Yeah? Get over here now and let’s make a bonafide porn!”

Vicky laughed. “Oh my God, you’re such a dork. But okay, just this once. Meet me in the psychology building’s third floor study room in 30.”

“Yes ma’am! Thanks girl. Later!”

She hung up texted the address with a winking emoji. Vicky went to the bathroom and took her time in the shower, shaving extra carefully and pampering herself. She towel-dried her hair and let it air dry naturally, adding beachy waves. Vicky kept her makeup tasteful but accentuated her deep blue eyes and full pink lips. A spritz of her favorite perfume and she slipped into a flirty sundress and high wedges. Grabbing her bag and phone, she headed out the door.

Vicky arrived at the psych building right on time and found the room, knocking lightly. Alan flung the door open with his usual exuberant grin. “Vic! You look hot as fuck!”

She rolled her eyes but smiled. “Shut up. Let’s just do this.”

He peeped over her shoulder and waved his friends over. Five of them shuffled in, staring at Vicky’s body like a pack of hungry wolves.

Alan set up a camera on a tripod and double checked the lighting. He turned to her with raised eyebrows. “So… what do you want to do?”

Glancing around, Vicky noticed a short card table. “How about I strip for you.”

The boys cheered and whooped.

She strode over and unzipped her dress slowly, letting it drop to the floor. She stood in her matching white bra and thong, turning in a circle.

“Fuck, I love this chick,” one of the guys muttered.

Alan cleared his throat. “Babe, can you do a little extra?”

She smirked. “Like what?”

“Maybe try sucking on your thumb and making a sexy face.”

Vicky giggled and obliged, vacationing her thumb in her plump lips while sticking out her tongue and crossing her eyes comically. The boys squirmed and adjusted themselves.

“Oh my God, look at those perfect tits,” another said.

Alan got closer in her face, lingering on her lips. “Wanna give head one more time for the camera?”

She bit her lip. “Only if you go first.” Vicky dropped to her knees in front of him and unzipped his jeans, freeing his obvious bulge. She stroked it thoughtfully before taking the tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the head like a lollipop.

Alan groaned. “Fuck that feels good.”

Vicky sucked him for a while, fondling his sack, until he was fully hard and leaking pre-cum down her chin. She pulled off with a wet pop. “Your turn.”

The others assembled chairs around her and pulled out their cocks, offering them to her sweet mouth. Vicky obliged each one in turn, her head bobbing up and down as she slurped and sucked enthusiastically. Before long, a few of them were leaking down her throat.

“That’s it babe, gag on that dick!” one grunted.

She took as much as possible, her eyes watering. There was just something so filthy yet invigorating about being surrounded by hard, eager cocks, involved in a scene right out of the pornos she watched. Her little secret craved to come out and play.

Alan kept filming, his erection now poking out of his shirt. “Vicky, spread your legs and play with that pussy,” he instructed.

“Yes sir,” she breathed, laying back and hitching up her knees. Vicky glided her fingers over her cunt lips, now glistening with arousal. She penetrated herself with two fingers and pumped in and out, biting her lip as she pleasured her own sensitive flesh. A few moans escaped her lips as she bucked her hips, losing herself in the moment.

“See? I fucking told you,” Alan said, panning the camera down her body. “Pussy’s dripping, she’s dying for a fat cock.”

“Well, there’s plenty to go around,” one of them quipped. “I need to bury this monster in that tight cunt.”

Vicky pulled him on top of her and hooked her legs around his waist as he entered her in one swift motion. She threw her head back with a loud cry, relishing the sensation of his thick shaft stretching her walls. He pounded away, grunting and sweat dripping down his face.

Another moved under her head so she was lying in a 69 position, lapping hungrily at her soaked center. She grabbed his cock and returned the favor, sucking him roughly as the other hammered away at her pussy. Vicky closed her eyes, moan rising in her throat as everything cohered into one huge sex haze. The camera kept rolling, capturing every lewd twist and turn.

She went on to complete the entire lengthy blowbang, gasping and moaning as she came again and again. The boys fucked her senseless until she was utterly drenched, the room thick with the heady scent of sex. At long last, they erupted einer after autre, spasming against each other’s sweat slicked bodies and howling with pleasure.

Vicky collapsed back on the carpet, completely milked and thoroughly used. She glanced up at Alan with a lazy smile. “Cut.”

He did, and grinned. “Can you come back tomorrow for a few more takes? I think we can get a full film series going here.”

She snickered and wiped her brow. “Only if you make me your star, Alan. Roll camera.”