The dorm room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the small lamp on the desk in the corner. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and sweat, a telltale sign of the rager that had just taken place downstairs.
B stumbled through the door, her blonde hair a mess of tangles and her blue eyes glazed over with a mixture of drunkenness and excitement. She giggled to herself as she closed the door behind her, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor.
As she made her way further into the room, her eyes landed on J, who was passed out cold on his bed. He was sprawled out, his dark hair sticking to his forehead and his chest rising and falling with each deep breath.
B stood over him, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Look at you, sleeping like a baby," she said, her words slurring together. "The party ended hours ago, and you're still out cold."
She playfully kicked at his foot, but he didn't stir. With a huff, she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes. "Typical."
As she stood there, her gaze drifted down to J's pants. She noticed the bulge in his crotch and her smirk grew into a full-blown grin. "Well, well, well," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Looks like someone's excited."
Without a second thought, B dropped to her knees beside the bed. She reached out and slowly unzipped J's pants, her heart pounding in her chest as she revealed his hard cock.
She looked at it with a mix of curiosity and excitement, her mouth watering at the sight. She had never done anything like this before, but she felt a sudden urge to explore.
Hesitating for just a moment, B leaned down and wrapped her lips around the tip of J's cock. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of him against her tongue.
J stirred, but B didn't stop. She kept going, using her tongue to explore every inch of him. She could feel him getting harder in her mouth, and she took it as a sign that she was doing something right.
Emboldened, B started to move her head up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat, but she didn't let it stop her. She increased her pace, sucking harder and faster.
J's moans became louder and more urgent, and B felt a sense of power and satisfaction knowing that she was making him feel this good. She could feel her own arousal growing, her panties dampening with each passing moment.
J reached down and gently grabbed the back of B's head, guiding her movements. But B wasn't having it. She playfully slapped his hand away, taking control of the situation.
She increased her pace even more, sucking harder and faster. J's moans became louder and more urgent, and B knew she was close. She could feel it building inside of her, the pressure growing stronger and stronger.
And then, with one final thrust of her head, B felt it. The release, the explosion of pleasure that she had been chasing. She could feel J's cock twitching in her mouth, his hot cum filling her throat.
B sat back on her heels, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. She looked up at J, a satisfied smile on her face. "Not bad for my first time, huh?" she said, her voice filled with confidence.
J didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes said it all. B had done something amazing, something that he would never forget. And she knew, in that moment, that she had him wrapped around her finger.
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