Deepthroat Cockslut's first week at Platinum University was one of the best weeks she'd had in her life, simply by virtue of being completely different from anything else she had ever experienced before. Despite a short bout of homesickness, she found the atmosphere of the school so refreshing. No pony knew who she was. And as much as Deepy loved sucking dick and didn't plan on stopping anytime soon, for a while she was able to walk around campus with only a few appreciative glances from the colts, and nothing more. No death glares from petty mares, no knowing eyebrow raises from horny colts, no whispers and rumors. For once, Deepy was just as invisible as any other college freshman, and it felt great.

Another major change was that Deepy managed to make a friend on the first day, and a mare at that. Millie Smiles was a junior who was also in the nursing program who seemed to have plenty in common with Deepy. Not only was the biggest physical difference between them Millie's black hair, but the two found that they both were both careful about who they made friends with. After some quick shuffling, Deepy moved out of the freshman dorms and into Millie's room.

Deepthroat Cockslut's only other friend was a colt in an environmental science class she was taking as a freshman requirement. Marble was a geology major who sat next to her, and when she told him her full name, he didn't make any rude remarks. He only blushed and nodded. Deepy had to admit that she found him cute, but she stuck to her classes first, so in that first week, the two only shared notes, surface information about themselves, and friendly remarks.

Millie and Marble were how Deepy became acquainted with the Omega Omega fraternity on campus. Marble was being strongly recruited by them and seriously considering joining, and Millie had dated several members of the fraternity, earning her the reputation as a "frat mattress." When Marble first told her about OO, she found it hard to imagine the sweet, nerdy colt among a group of jocky, hooting alcoholics, but she quickly discovered that OO was almost the exact opposite of that image. They were a fraternity composed of science and music students, absorbed in comic books and card games, and almost all of them were at least a little awkward. They were the nerd fraternity on campus.

So when Millie invited her to their frat house on the second weekend for their start of the semester party, Deepthroat Cockslut didn't have many reservations about coming. She had been warned in a million different ways about going to parties and date rape, but could a bunch of nerds really be so dangerous?

That Friday night, sure enough, it was Marble who opened the door. Deepy had to admit, the way she smiled at him was kind of cute. He was a bigger stallion, tall and a little on the chubbier side of things, with a poofy-white blonde mane and a light gray coat. "Hey there," he greeted the two mares.

"Hey Marble. How are things?" Millie asked him.

"Going pretty good so far. Come on in."

Deepthroat Cockslut couldn't quite understand his definition of "pretty good." All she saw were a bunch of lanky colts sitting around folding tables playing Arcana: The Reunion surrounded by beer cans and mixed drinks. Music was playing and ponies were talking, but this wasn't what she expected when she was told she was going to a party. She at least expected there to be more mares than just Millie and herself.

"Want a drink?" Millie offered.

Deepy had never had alcohol before, but she was curious. "Sure," she answered. She watched Millie mix up the drinks herself, so she wasn't afraid of any drugs being slipped in. After the first sip, she had to recoil a little. It was fruity, but the bite of the alcohol was a little strong. "Is it supposed to taste like this?" Deepy asked.

"Hmm," Millie said. She poured in some more juice and Deepy took another sip. Better.

Suddenly, Deepy found herself mingling in the OO house kitchen. Marble came up to her and the two started talking about class, having nothing else apparent in common, all while sipping their drinks.

Eventually things wandered back to their high school experiences. "I'm glad I'm here," Marble admitted. "Everyone seems a lot more mature."

"Yeah," Deepy agreed with a nod. "Everyone at high school called me a whore, but here, no pony even says anything about my name."

"That's just unlucky. About your name, I mean," Marble agreed with a nod.

"It's not just my name. I gave a lot of blowjobs in high school," she beamed at him.

"R-really?" he stammered, clearly nervous and caught off-guard.

"Yeah. I love giving blowjobs. If you want, I'll suck your cock too. I'm really good at it."

Deepthroat Cockslut went to take another sip of her drink, but Marble interrupted her by touching the glass. "Maybe you should slow down."

"Why?" she asked.

"Becuase you're drunk. You can't have sex with anypony right now. That would be rape," he told her.

She didn't feel drunk. If anything, she felt happy. Bubbly. But even if she had never had any reservations about sucking dick before, that didn't mean she wasn't acting strangely. This was an unusual amount of confidence, even for her.

"Maybe you're right," she said softly.

"Come on. We'll find you someplace comfy to sit," he said. He stood, and she followed him to the room where all the colts were playing their card game. Marble set her down in a comfy armchair and told the guys to watch her.

"Had a little too much?" a skinny stallion with a scraggly attempt at a beard asked. She just nodded. "No worries. You'll feel better in an hour or so."

She nodded back as Marble brought her a glass of water. He sat down across from her, and the colts tried to explain their card game to her, only for her to nod as she tried and failed to keep up or even keep interest. But still, she found their sincerity, their attempts to befriend her even in her drunken state, awfully sweet.

Over an hour later, Millie came back with drink in hoof to check on her as the guys were setting up beer pong. "How are we feeling?"

"Better," Deepy nodded. "My head isn't so fuzzy anymore." Her thoughts were clearer, coming to her more easily. "Thanks."

"It's fine," Marble said.

Deepy smiled at him. They had all been so nice to her. A drunk filly, unsupervised and totally horny, and all of them showed nothing but respect for her. This fraternity wasn't at all what she expected, and even if they weren't the most handsome or social of guys, they were awfully sweet, Marble especially.

She headed back toward the kitchen to refill her water, and Marble followed her. Most of the guys were in the meeting room playing beer pong, so now that she was alone with him, she could tell him what she needed to.

"That was really sweet of you," she said. "I wouldn't have minded even if you did take me up on my offer, but I didn't expect all of you to take care of me like that."

"It's what any good pony would have done," he told her.

"So have you ever gotten a blowjob before?" She asked.

"Uh... Are you sure you're not drunk?" he asked.

"Positive," she answered.

"Well, uh... no," he told her with strong embarrassment.

"Would you like one?"

"What?"

"I'm serious. I don't mind at all. Consider it a thank-you."

"Um... sure?"

Before he knew it, Deepthroat Cockslut was underneath the kitchen table, doing what she did best. Marble certainly wasn't the biggest stallion she had ever serviced, but it wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, and she told him so. He tried to keep his moans down at first, but by the time her lips were wrapped around his sheath, his cute belly against her nose, he couldn't stop himself from making noise.

They both stopped when they heard the door open. Deepy couldn't turn around with her mouth full of dick, but all she heard was Marble make a startled noise and another stallion give an embarrassed "Sorry," before the door closed again. Deepy just continued her work, and Marble wasn't in a position to stop her.

As much as Deepy enjoyed her break from cocksucking, she felt pleasure spread through her as his orgasm approached. It had been so long since she'd sucked off a stallion, and now she was all too eager for his climax.

She swallowed gratefully, feeling her own orgasm take her after what seemed like months of neglect. She withdrew with a sigh, glad to have the taste of cum on her tongue again.

When she returned to her seat, it was clear that Marble didn't know what to say or how to behave, and she reassured him that she enjoyed it just as much as he did. Finally, he seemed to just want to leave the embarrassing scene and the two went to check out the beer pong game.

Deepy and Marble walked into a dim meeting room with loud music playing, and she could hardly see anything at first. "There's the stallion of the hour now!" they called, and Marble's face turned a bright red as Deepy smiled and began to make out the shapes of the plastic cups on the ping pong table.

Millie was immediately at her side. "Did you really...?" she asked.

"Yeah," Deepy admitted freely. "It was a thank-you."

"Why?" was all Millie could ask.

"I just like giving blowjobs," Deepy said, running her hoof through her mane.

"In that case, I wouldn't mind one next," the Mustache-Colt said.

"Don't be a dick, Curtain Call," Millie said.

"Sure," Deepy replied.

"Really?" Curtain said, quite shocked.

"Yeah. Do you want it here or somewhere else?"

"Well, obviously he wants it here," a big stallion who seemed out of place as a member of the fraternity said. "Leaving would be a pussy move."

"Isn't that hazing?" Curtain replied.

"You're not a pledge anymore," the big one told him.

"I... I guess I wouldn't mind getting one here."

Deepy smiled at him as she walked over to his chair, even putting a little swing in her hips. When she sat before him, a cheer went up.

"You're sure you're not drunk?" he asked her.

"Not one bit," she answered.

She didn't have to lick his balls for long to get him hard. And once again, she was surrounded by stallions, her throat full of dick, his moans and the music ringing in her ears. But she was having fun again. On some level, this was what college was about, right? Getting a little wild? The other stallions didn't seem to mind the display one bit. She could swear she could hear the sounds of half-erect stallionhoods slapping bellies as they played their beer pong and nerdy card games with half-attention.

But Deepy wasn't alone in her efforts. She withdrew from Curtain call when she saw Millie out of the corner of her eye. When she turned to look at her roommate, the older mare was beneath the ping pong table, taking that bigger stallion's big dick as best as she could. This is more what Deepy imagined when she thought of a party, at least in the back of her mind.

It appeared Curtain Call had been rather pent-up as well, but Deepthroat Cockslut was happy to swallow his load as well. After she smiled up at him, she looked back to Millie, who turned to her after finishing her job as well, and their eyes met. It appeared they had more in common than they originally thought.

And Millie even had experience on her.

The older mare came to her and grabbed her by the hooves. Suddenly, before Deepy could even gasp, she felt Millie's soft lips pressing into hers.

Another cheer went up. "What the hell is happening?" Deepy thought. Millie's tongue was starting to graze Deepy's lips, and her gloss tasted like strawberries. Deepy wasn't attracted to mares. Why was Millie trying to make out with her?

Then it clicked. They were putting on a show. And as two mares who loved attention, they knew exactly what to do.

Deepy let her tongue slide into Millie's mouth, their mouths opening to give the stallions a better view. Even with her eyes closed and Millie's hushed moans in her ears, Deepy could hear the sounds of clopping. But this was only the beginning.

Deepthroat Cockslut began to push Millie Smiles back, getting more aggressive with their making out, until Millie's back was against the ping pong table. Deepy bent her back over the table and put her hooves on the surface, attacking her with aggressive kisses. But Millie would not be content to be the submissive partner in this. With a sweep of her hoof, she sent the plastic cups clattering to the ground and she pulled Deepy onto the table with her.

The make-out was at its fiercest, and Deepy couldn't help but raise her tail, making sure to give all the colts a good look at her dripping arousal. She knew Millie was just as bad as she was, the heat from the older mare's loins scorching against Deepy's underbelly. The mares pressed into one another, rubbing their nipples together and letting their hooves wander, making sure to keep their tails out of the way as they performed.

Deepy felt Millie's hooves groping at her, pressing into her flanks, and she moaned into the other mare's mouth. But with a hard push and a buck upwards, Deepy broke and gasped as she felt their wet marehoods squish together, the intense, moist heat of the contact overwhelming.

"Ohhh," Deepy called with closed eyes. This was a completely alien sensation to her, and for the moment it felt all too good. Millie ground against her, and Deepy pushed her own hips back, feeling their clits and lips sliding around each other with tingles of electricity.

But when Deepy opened her eyes, she saw Millie below her, her face partially covered by a cock she was sucking upside-down, the stallion placing his hooves on the table next to her. Deepy locked eyes with another stallion, this one with a slicked-back mane and charming smile, as he mounted the table as well, presenting his own length to her.

Deepthroat Cockslut didn't hesitate to live up to her name. With a rough buck into Millie, she took every last inch into her throat. Deepy was quite familiar with having her throat full of cock, but it was something else entirely to feel a mare beneath her, to feel hot, moist lips pressing into her folds instead of a pair of slapping balls. And to know that this mare was also servicing a stallion was the cherry on top for Deepy.

She was all too happy to suck this stallion's cock. Now that she knew the type of guys the stallions of Omega Omega were, she felt very at home with them. She remembered how they had made her feel at home, and she could even hear some of them leaving because they had marefriends. They were just a bunch of sweet, nerdy stallions, and after Deepy had listened to their long explanations of fantasy card games, she knew that she could be unashamed about who she was just as much as they were.

So with as much of a smile on her face as she could muster and a warm feeling in her heart and loins, Deepthroat Cockslut enjoyed every inch of the cock presented to her. Still feeling Millie's writhing body and messy marehood pressed into her own, Deepy, wrapped her tongue around every curve of the flare, teased the midring with her lips, and threw herself onto the fleshy folds of his sheath, even pulling out to lap at his full balls. This is what she lived for, and she was happy as a clam to have her mouth full of dick without having to apologize for it.

When the first drop of his cum hit her tongue, she came hard. How could she not? Thick strands of sticky mare juice connected Millie and Deepy as they moved around each other, switching positions and lying on their sides. Their legs hooked around each other's, and they pressed themselves back together in a scissor position as they leaned back down to service the next pair of stallions lined up for them.

This stallion was much rougher with Deepy, but Deepy gave just as much back as he gave, taking his full length with every stroke while she bucked her hips into Millie. At this angle, their pussies were just mashing together without any kind of precision, but the boys could see the action so much better, and Deepy made sure to keep her legs spread wide to give them the best view. Millie's own bucking was practically shoving her onto the cock she was sucking, and it felt like the older mare was encouraging her. Not that she needed the encouragement. She was moaning loud in her throat, her tongue coated in the taste of salty semen, and she was all too eager for the stallion to unload his balls into her waiting lips as well.

The stallion pulled out for his orgasm, painting her face white with his hot, heavy cum, and she could feel the thick strands dripping down her cheeks and neck, her face feeling as messy as her marehood. Yet the stallions had backed off momentarily, wanting to watch the girls go at each other for a little bit. "Let's see what you got," Millie teased her, her own face covered in strands of unswallowed cum.

Deepy put her head down and let her voice cry out as Millie pushed her wet flesh into her own. Deepy didn't have to look around to smell the musk of aroused stallions in the room, to hear their clopping and to feel their hungry eyes on her and her roommate. With the intensity of their gaze boring into her, not to mention the incredible pressure of Millie's clit mashing into her own, Deepy could only throw herself back at the older mare, letting their juices flow around their thighs and onto the table as they worked for each other's climax.

Deepthroat Cockslut came hard, high-pitched cries of ecstasy ringing from both of the mares as they reached their orgasms. Yet even as the orgasm left Deepy shaking as she tried to catch her breath, she knew it wasn't from Millie. Deepy loved sucking cock, and while rolling around with another mare was fun, it was more fun when stallions were involved.

So when the stallions couldn't stand watching anymore, mounting the ping pong table and shoving their cocks back into Deepy's throat, she felt her body relax even as her excitement grew. She was back where she loved to be, doing what she loved to do, sucking the cocks she loved so much and swallowing the cum she so loved to taste. No shame. No judgment. Just Deepthroat Cockslut being herself with every stroke and every load.

Not even the other ponies judged her. Even after she gained a reputation for being a slut, she found that on a campus like Platinum's most ponies still seemed to not know or simply not care who she was. It didn't matter if she was giving blowjobs to the OO boys every weekend, not to mention taking some other nice, horny colts on the side. Word didn't get around at a university the way it did at a college, and even if everypony knew she was a slut, they didn't seem to react in the same way as the high schoolers did.

The professors calmly asked for her nickname instead of dodging around it or muttering it quietly. Millie's mare friends greeted her with smiles just as much as the colts she serviced did. And when Marble asked her out, she was happy to say yes. And when the jealousy and desire for more stallions got to be too much, they were able to break up and remain friends without any nasty rumors spreading. Deepy was certain that there were rumors about her, and she knew that jealousy and neediness weren't just juvenile problems, but it was a serious upgrade from where she had been.

After Marble, Deepthroat Cockslut decided not to date anymore. Monogamy just wasn't for her. It was a decision that empowered her more than anything else before. She was an independent, adult mare now. She could make her own decisions. She could, and did, decide to turn down colts whenever she just wasn't in the mood. She could decide not to join Millie's sorority, or any other sorority for that matter. She was free to practice nursing and cocksucking almost all she wanted.

When she graduated, she gained so much more than a pre-med degree from Platinum University. More than just nursing or slutting, Deepthroat Cockslut learned how to be an adult, and as a mare who walked on the tightropes that were the heartstrings of stallions and her reputation among mares, independence was the best thing she could have in the world.