The British Exchange - Book 1: College Sluts and Parties by Delany Max

Author:Delany, Max
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

When I returned to the party, Brad spotted me. "There you are! Where the fuck have you been?" he asked.

"With Ivy, but... it didn't go quite as I expected," I said.

"Did you fuck her?"

"Well, yes..." I replied.

"Right on!" said Brad, giving me a high five. "Let's get another drink and you can tell me all the details."

The party had escalated into chaos. Couples were making out everywhere. The music was blasting, and the sweaty students had started stripping down to their underwear. Most of the girls were dancing in their bras, grinding their arses against topless boys.

I was feeling pretty drunk. Soon I lost track of Brad, but I made loads of new friends, though most wouldn't remember me in the morning. I'd seen the two soccer girls, Emily and Marley, but they were on a sofa with a couple of football players groping their big tits.

I was also feeling pretty horny, and after the experiences of the last few days, had a new-found confidence. When I found myself behind a gorgeous black girl topping up her drink at the keg, I decided to try chatting her up.

"Hey there," I said, stepping up beside her. "Having a good time?"

The girl turned to me, her dark eyes sparkling with amusement. She was stunning, with smooth skin that glistened with sweat from dancing and long, curly hair that framed her face perfectly. She wore nothing but a bright red bra and a pair of boy shorts, her curves on full display.

"Hey yourself," she replied, giving me a playful smile. "Yeah, I'm having a blast. What about you?"

"Same here," I said, trying to keep my cool despite the alcohol and my racing heart. "I'm Laurence, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Laurence. I'm Danielle," she said, extending her hand. I shook it, feeling a thrill at the touch of her warm skin and the sight of her large breasts bouncing around, barely covered by her lacy red bra.

"So, are you the new British guy I’ve been hearing about?" Danielle asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, maybe," I replied, trying to keep my eyes on her face and not her tits. "Just started here a few days ago."

"Well, welcome to the madness," Danielle said with a grin. She glanced quickly at my crotch and then back to my face. “Do you want to know the rumour I’ve heard?”

“What’s that?” I asked. Had everyone been talking about me?

Danielle leaned in closer, her breath warm against my ear. "I've heard that the new British guy is packing some serious heat," she whispered, her lips brushing my skin.

My cheeks flushed, a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "Is that so?" I said, trying to play it cool.

Danielle pulled back, her eyes locking onto mine. "You tell me," she said, her hand trailing down my chest, stopping just above my waistband. "Is it true?"

Feeling a surge of confidence, I decided to just go for it. "Why don't we go somewhere and you can find out?"

Danielle took the lead, gripping my hand as we climbed the stairs to the upper floor.

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