Chapter 1

• Fucking her boyfriend and his roommate
• The warm, gentle wind swept playfully through the vibrancy of another summer's night at Odds University. The dorm houses buzzed with excitement and anticipation for a night of celebration, and as tonight officially marked the end of another semester, it was definitely a reason for celebration. The campus was filled with beaming smiles and relaxed faces, a skip was found in the step of the most droll of people, it was difficult not to enjoy the relaxation for the weeks ahead, and as the hours rolled into the night and the last of the evening lectures ended, the dorms of the surrounding area slowly began to spring into life.
• Despite a good majority of the inhabitants having already traveled away for the summer break, the Field House cried out in drunken elation. The building sat matured and proud in the midst of it's modern counterparts. A passerby would have thought the entire house was in celebration from the noise emitted alone, but the lights from the top floor showed just how empty the building was. The common room of the top floor blared loudly with music, though despite this, conversation was flowing among the twenty or so house members and guests who had stayed back during the summer. It was quite early in the night, or at least for the students it was, and with the ample amount of alcohol remaining it could have seemed the party wouldn't end at all.
• Though among the inhabitants, there was one person who was hoping it would, or was at least looking for an excuse to pardon herself from it for a short while. Jess Adams wasn't agitated by the party, she was one of the few who kicked it off, but the blaring music and drunken yells around her wasn't enough to distract her from a certain 'tension' she had the burn away. She wasn't sure whether it was the elation of the semester ending, or the effects of the wine she was drinking, but her body was flaring with lust at that point.
• Any straight man who looked at Jess would be more than happy to help her relieve this 'tension'. The stunning blonde attracted the attention of many men on a quiet day. Her slender, 5'6" frame meant she wasn't the tallest of girls, but this only emphasised her silky, slightly tanned skin and firm body. Her ass held high and tight against her skinny jeans and her breasts pushed teasingly against the shirt she wore, showing enough cleavage to cause the accident subconscious gaze from any male passerby. Unfortunately for every other straight man, Jess only sought to be relieved by one other, her boyfriend, Dylan.
• Dylan on the other hand was on the other side of the room of the party, impressing a couple of friends by downing his third consecutive beer bong without rest. A great mid-semester exam result spurred the party animal inside the young man, and he was very quickly moving onto his fifth drink of the hour. Much to Jess's standards, Dylan was a handsome guy, and while he wasn't the tallest or strongest of guys, his defined face made him incredibly distinguished, though the way he looked was never particularly important to Jess, she had found herself inseparable to Dylan since they started dating almost two years ago. They were both twenty-two and crazy for each other.
• Jess watched as one of Dylan's friends pushed the beer-bong back into Dylan's hand and pulled out another beer, cracking it open and readying to drain the contents into the funnel. Relishing the hope that the pair could sneak away from the party for a little alone time, she moved from her secluded corner and darted toward her boyfriend, interrupting before the alcohol could be drunk.
• "Hey baby." Jess greeted, smiling at her boyfriend.
• "Hey gorgeous." Dylan slurred slightly, holding the beer bong up as he spoke. "Enjoying yourself?"
• Jess was originally hoping to make a far more flirtatious response to her boyfriend, but by this point, his friends were jeering him to finish another beer bong. Distracted, she responded far more casually than originally intended.
• "Yeah, the party's going great." She answered, now toying with her shoulder length hair.
• "Heya Jess." One of Dylan's friends shouted in inebriation.
• Jess smiled and waved in acknowledgement, she was somewhat used to having guys try to grab her attention, and if anyone had mastered the ability to casually ignore a remark, it was her. She wasn't particularly fond of many of Dylan's friends, it wasn't that she hated them, but she hated the way Dylan turned when he was around them. They constantly jeered him into every extra drink and stupid prank they decided to pull, which hindered any intimacy she could have hoped when they were all together. Out of the small group of Dylan's friends at the party, the only one she really got along with was his roommate, Liam.
• It was odd that Dylan and Liam got along so well, on paper they were worlds apart. When Dylan first decided to make the move onto campus a few months back Jess laughed at the pair being coupled in a room. Liam was a bit of a jock who sported short dark hair and a tall muscular physique, which came naturally to him from his work in the university's rugby team. Despite this, the study nerd and rugby player got on like a house on fire from day one, and while the friendship mainly consisted of guy-banter and competition, they were quite close.
• "Sorry Jess, but Dylan has a commitment." Liam interrupted the conversation and gave Dylan a playful punch on the arm to continue. No doubt this was another game between the two.
• Dylan didn't need any more convincing, he gave a fun smile to his girlfriend before sinking a little on his knees and lifting the long cord of the beer bong above his head, the funnel ended up meeting his lips. There was a jeer from his friends as Liam poured another beer into the funnel, the amber liquid gushing down to Dylan. A very short moment later, Dylan stood up, raising his arms and gloating to Liam.
• "Liam, do you mind if I steal MY boyfriend?" Jess joked as she grabbed Dylan's arm, pulling him toward her.
• "The sooner you admit he's mine the better it is for us all." Liam laughed as he watched the pair walk from the room, his friends laughed.
• Dylan stumbled a little as Jess dragged him from the noisy common room to the Houses' stairway. At first he thought that he had done something wrong, though surely it couldn't be for all his drinking when she had organised the party in the first place. After locking themselves in the stairway, Jess turned to her boyfriend and pressed her lips to his. After the initial surprise Dylan parted his lips, mashing them against his girlfriend’s as they kissed passionately. Jess trying with every ounce in her body to show him just how horny she had been repressing for the last hour.
• "Hey..." Dylan smiled, greeting the different Jess that just dragged him away from the party.
• "I was thinking..." Jess pressed her body up to Dylan's, her firm tits pushing softly against her boyfriend's chest as she did so. Her hand met Dylan's crotch, squeezing against his now hardening cock as she parted her lips, moaning softly as their tongues danced together. She broke the kiss before finishing, trying to persuade her boyfriend with a sultry voice. "We should go to your room while we have the chance."