Unexpected Orientation [muscle, domination, futa/m]

"I can't believe it! My first day at college and I'm sleeping with a hot senior!" The girl's soft southern drawl temporarily interrupted the couples moaning as her and the lucky young man continued to vehemently slam back and forth.

Alex looked into the stunning young woman's face. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a tight pony tail with a few loose strands dangling and swaying with their bodies while some stuck matted to her forehead with a slick layer of fresh sweat. Her big innocent blue eyes stared back into his. She smiled wide, white toothed grin separated by only a minor gap between her two front teeth filled her face. Her freckled cheeks flushed slightly red while her rapid breathing blew a minty breeze across his face. Her face was that of someone truly lost in lust.

Alex's body rocked back and forth roughly as their nearly break-neck speed fuck session continued without any sign of slowing down. He would never had guessed that when he volunteered to help with freshmen orientation. Never during any of his three years at university had he met a woman like Samantha; so young, so pretty, and so eager to fuck him.

"Boy...mmmmmm...when I am through with you, ain't no other girl gonna ever be able to make you feel this good ever again."

She leaned forward and smashed her full lips against his. Her mouth mauled his own as her tongue and lips licked and kissed vehemently. A vacuum seemed to turn on as her powerful lungs seemed to suck the air out of his own during her passionate kiss.

"Awwww fffffuck!" She bit her lower lip as she drew out her moan. "I'm about to cum, baby. I'm so close....almost...."

The bed rocked faster and faster. Cracks in the wall crept higher and higher as each impact between the bed frame and off white waited wall became more frequent and violent. Alex felt plaster from the ceiling rain down upon the two lovers. It seemed as if the building was about to crumble with the rise of their passions. He could feel the bed, the room, even the bones of his body felt like they had begun to vibrate just as Samantha neared her climax.

"That's it, baby! Yeah work your body! Make me cum! Make me...almost..."

Alex moaned in ecstasy. His balls drained just as he looked into Samantha's strained face. Pleasure was replaced by fear, the same fear he felt the first time he met his assigned freshman mentoree earlier that same day.

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Alex stood with the other mentors. Dozens of new seniors would volunteer every year to help guide some of the incoming freshmen around the school and help them get set up and moved in. College life was a big transition for most of the incoming students who had never lived away from home before.

The new students had gathered at the assembly hall near the student union building and were given a brief orientation speech by several faculty members as well as the dean of admissions. Once the speech had finished they were told to meet with their sponsors who waited outside the assembly. Some mentors would be responsible for large groups of students, for the ones' who either weren't going to live on campus, or if multiple students were in the same programs and would be staying at the same dormitories. But some of the incoming students were assigned one-on-one mentorships. These students were 'VIPs' as it was often jokingly called. They were exceptional students either recruited by the school for athletics or who had been awarded scholarships for academics.

That morning, just before the assembly, Alex was given his asignee. His freshman he would have to sponsor was named Sam Hallow, supposedly a last minute addition to the morning's orientation and apparently important enough to warrant one-on-one mentorship.

"Looks like you got the short stick." Edward, one of Alex's friends who had also volunteered to be a mentor walked over with a smug teasing grin.

"Nah. Handling one freshman as opposed to a whole gaggle of them is gonna be so much easier."

They stood and waited to hear from outside the hall for the dean to finish his speech.

"I wouldn't count on that. This Sam is one of the VIPs. Probably some spoiled brat or dumb jock meat head. Either way, they are going to make you their personal tourguide, their individually assigned butler. You know..." Ed smiled with anticipation. Alex k

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