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It contains frank and sexually explicit material.

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Co-Operative Cathy

Chapter One

“Please Cathy…please?” Miro was beside himself with desire for the lovely girl who was gently stroking his throbbing tool. “Let me, darling. Let me make it good for you, too…please?”

“No Miro…no…I can’t. It’s not safe. We have to wait until we’re married.” The lovely blonde girl forced her boyfriend’s hand away from between her legs while she slowly stroked his rigid cock through his jeans.

“But darling…you’re not a virgin…not exactly. It won’t matter…please Cathy…please…let me?”

The shy nineteen-year-old girl sat timidly beside her boyfriend and pushed his hand away from her tightly closed legs. Why had she ever told him she’d used that vibrator? Oh God! She wanted him. She wanted it! She’d only been twelve years old when her cousin had made her do it and, except for that time, she’d never been fucked. But why had she said anything? Was it because she wanted to give Miro her virginity, the precious hymen that Mischa had so suddenly and excitingly burst in a paroxysm of youthful lust?

Shy though she was, Cathy waited and helped while her boyfriend slid his pants down over his hips and his hard, upthrust cock came into view. Oh God! She like the way it looked. She could hardly wait until they were married and he could put it into her the way Mischa had done more than six tears ago.

Miro sat back on the sofa. He wondered what would happen if he tried to force Cathy to let him fuck her. She was so pretty but at the same time she seemed so unsure of herself. If he forced her…raped her… it might do serious damage to her psyche. So he couldn’t do that. And he loved it when she jerked him off. It was so much better than when he did it to himself.

“Please Cathy darling…kiss it…take it in your mouth…it’s safe that way. Please darling…I’ll do it for you.”

“No Miro…please don’t ask,” the pretty girl said softly as she began to slowly stroke his rock hard penis. She wanted to…not with her mouth of course. The thought of having a cock in her mouth was repulsive.

Cathy slowly made love to her boyfriend’s cock with her small, warm hands. Someday…hopefully soon…she would take this wonderful love muscle inside her body and they would make a son…or maybe a daughter. But until they were married that could not be allowed. She didn’t dare. She remembered how she’d lost her head…lost control…and lost her virginity with her cousin when she was only twelve years old. And, although it was almost seven years ago, her pussy swelled and tingled with the memory.

 
As Cathy gently stroked the thickly veined column of rock-hard gristle with her increasingly skillful fingers she replayed her long-ago seduction as she did each time she did this for her boyfriend.

It had started innocently enough, at least as far as she was concerned. Maybe not that innocent for eighteen year old Mischa, though. They’d been alone in the house and he’d been looking at a Playboy magazine. Curious, Cathy had asked her older cousin why he liked to look at pictures of naked girls.

“You’ll know soon enough,” the young man replied as he looked more closely at his young cousin’s body. Damn! She was pretty and she was getting a shape, too. Maybe she was old enough now? “Come sit here, Cathy. We’ll find out if you’re old enough to understand how men think,” and the innocent twelve-year-old girl sat on the sofa beside her randy cousin.

“Do you play with yourself?” As he asked, Mischa slid his hand up under his young cousin’s short skirt but she clamped her thighs on his wrist before his fingers found her pussy.

“No! Mischa! You can’t do that…and I don’t do what you asked.” Her friend Marie had told her how she could have fun by herself and she’d done it a few times. Marie had gone ahead and done more than that already even though she was no older than Cathy. Not much older, anyway. And she’d gone all the way.

“I bet you do it, Cathy. All girls do…guys too. C’mon Cathy…let me feel you and you can feel me and we’ll both be happy.” As he spoke the boy felt the girl’s thighs relax their grip on his wrist and then his fingers were under her cotton panties. Her little pussy felt as soft and smooth as only a twelve year old pussy can feel and almost at once his advances were welcomed by a rush of the hot, oily fluid that revealed her sexual readiness.

Mischa had enough experience that he went slowly. Soon Cathy was almost naked and the boy’s penis was bare and throbbing to her touch. He never asked her to go al the way. They rolled from the sofa to the floor and it seemed so natural that her cousin should be on top of her.

“Mischa? Are you sure it’s Okay? I’m only twelve years old… and I’m your cousin?” Cathy’s voice was halting and timid and she was afraid but the feel of her cousin’s hardness ribbing over her dripping wet pussy was so good that she didn’t want to stop. And he was older. He wouldn’t do this if it was wrong, would he?

Twelve-year-old Cathy closed her eyes, and her body relaxed, as her cousin's cock pushed between the fat, soft lips of her quim and then slid in farther and farther. Then the vulnerable virgin felt it against her hymen, a dull, aching pressure that hurt but at the same time didn’t hurt.

She stiffened again; because Molly said that was the only time it hurt. Cathy felt her cousin's cock push inward roughly. Mischa held her hips and made her body arch up as she felt the sharp sting, felt the welling up of her virgin blood, and then she relaxed again, as her cousin's cock pushed deep, deep into her tiny little hole.

Mischa thrilled at getting his pretty, little cousin’s cherry. His cock was buried balls-deep in her quivering quim. For a while, his cock remained still in her cunt, as if he were letting her get used to the phenomenal length and breadth of it. That was what he was doing all right but he was also savoring that delightful, clasping tightness that one feels only that one time when he breaks in a virgin.

Then he started to move in and out of her. Cathy's breathing became labored and harsh as her cousin's cock pulled out to the tip, and then moved in again, slowly. Each thrust sent hot furrows of pleasure coursing through her slender body.

She kept her eyes closed, and forgot to struggle. She shivered as the pleasure grew and grew, like a lurid plant, in the depths of her belly. Her fingers had never made her feel this way.

Almost instinctively, Cathy brought her knees up, exposing more of her muff to her cousin's cock. As he thrust inward, she felt his hairy groin, pressing against her sensitive pink sex flesh. Her clitoris tingled with bliss as the wiry hairs tickled it. His balls tickled her quivering ass cheeks, as she lay beneath his heavy weight.

Mischa kept pumping in and out of her cunt, slowly. Cathy felt every inch of her cuntal flesh massaged by the huge dick as it pistoned in and out of her. He massaged every bit of her dripping, silky inner flesh. Her juices, which had been flowing, anyway, welled up and flowed even more lavishly down around her cousin's cock, lubricating it, making its passage in and out of her cunt easier. And the easier it got, the more pleasure Cathy felt.

It was so wonderful that Cathy almost wanted to cry. She started to hump her hips upward, wanting to feel the boy's dick deeper and deeper into her aroused, newly opened fuck hole. She felt her walls spread before her cousin's cock, as it slid in and out of her. She felt strange, demanding, pleasurable sensations well up in her belly. She grunted against her cousin's chest which covered her mouth. She felt weak. She felt hot and cold at the same time. She felt as if she were going to faint, possibly die, but the feelings were all so fabulous, that the lust-besotted Cathy didn't care.

The lithe, twelve year old girl’s hips started bucking up into her cousin's cock with more and more fury, driven to wild action by the feelings which seemed to take possession of her newly violated cunt, and give it a mind of her own. Her whole body shuddered violently as the feelings continued

to build in her, driving her crazy. She ground her muff heavily against her cousin's hairy groin. Her pussy lips were even more swollen than they had ever been, and the flesh felt as if it were on fire.

Cathy’s inflamed clitoris twitched and jerked under the hot tickling stimulation of her cousin's thick hairs. The ecstasy coursing through her lush little body intensified. She started to whimper with the hot pleasure. Her smooth flesh gleamed with sex sweat, and she felt goose flesh form on her soft, smooth skin.

Mischa’s hand reached out and softly cupped one of Cathy's firm, round, tits. She felt the nipple pucker and add more pleasure to the welter of fabulous joy, which already filled her. Her hips humped up madly into her cousin's loins, and her body stiffened as the first convulsions of her orgasm rippled through her.

Cathy felt wide-open, wanton, and wild, as she smashed into her cousin's groin, as he drove his cock deeper and deeper into her quivering quim. She started to grunt as the convulsions built sharply. Her cuntal muscles gripped rhythmically against her cousin's hard-driving cock. She heard his harsh breathing as he drove his cock harder and harder into her quivering quim.

When his pre-teen cousin’s body went wild under him Mischa gripped her shoulder, steadying her, as she abandoned herself to the hot convulsive waves of ecstasy, which ripped, through her body. The sensation to Cathy was devastating. Her head reeled with the power of her passion, and she felt as if she were going to faint. Her whole body was convulsing now, thrashing and writhing wildly under her cousin's hard-driving body.

And then she felt his hot, sperm laden semen washing against the quivering, rippling walls of her cunt. She felt as if her cunt were sucking on his cock, felt her cuntwalls grip at the thick rod which pistoned in and out of her, driving her to the edge of sanity, higher than she had ever gone before in orgasm.

As her cousin's cock exploded with a frothing hot geyser of cum, he slammed into her harder and harder, and Cathy thought it was the best moment of her entire young life.

Her climax peaked, and Cathy's body stiffened for a moment, and then she collapsed heavily into the carpet, as her cousin continued to shoot wad after wad of thick jism deep into her. She felt it mixing with her pussy juices, and it made a warm, slimy flood which poured out of her well-stuffed hole.

Mischa slammed into her one last time, and then he fell full-weight on top of her body. Cathy could hear him breathing heavily; felt his warm breath blowing moistly on her face. She didn't want it to stop. Her pussy tingled with the hot ecstasy, which still gripped it.

For Mischa it was every bit as wonderful as for the innocent youngster he’d so easily devirginated. And it would have happened again but for one thing. Cathy’s friend, Marie, came to her in tears the next day and announced that she was pregnant. Her fifteen-year-old boyfriend had knocked her up and she didn’t know what she was going to do.

As much as young Cathy had enjoyed her first fuck, the fear of ending up like her friend Marie was too great to chance it again. With Mischa’s help she got a little vibrating dildo and that had become her safe companion.

Cathy gasped. Carried away by her sexual reverie she’d begun stroking Miro’s tool faster and she felt the tell-tale expansion of the hand-filling tool. Like a white rainbow the young man’s semen arced out from the tip of his cock and gravity drew the creamy gism down in a white line across his thigh and Cathy’s skirt.

“Oh Cathy darling,” he moaned as the nineteen year old slowly stripped the last of the hot, viscous fluid from his cock, letting it run down over her love-making hand as he tried to imagine how it would feel to have her cunt or her pretty mouth sucking the sperm from his aching balls.

Co-Operative Cathy

Chapter Two

Miro lay back on the sofa and stared lovingly at his girlfriend, Cathy. She was so beautiful. He wanted so much to be naked…completely naked and Cathy naked too. She could lean over above him and let her wonderful, long hair caress his naked body. He pictured her small, firm breasts with their perky, upthrust nipples. It turned him on when she got aroused and those little nipples stuck out from her breasts like little cocks.

Cathy was horny. She seemed always to be horny, maybe more than Miro. But of course she gave Miro handjobs so it didn’t build up with him. But she didn’t dare let him touch her. She was afraid that once that happened she wouldn’t want to stop him from fucking her. And he’d make a baby in her and she’d have to quit school and she’d be just like Marie.

“I don’t think you should go to Professor Kaspar’s place tonight, Cathy. It doesn’t seem right to me that you have to visit a Professor at home for an examination in his course. Why do you want to take Psychology, anyway?”

“Because I like to know how people think,” the girl replied softly and hesitantly. She wished she had more self-confidence. “And he’s the most important professor that I have.”

“I know but….” And Miro’s voice trailed away. Should he tell her what he’d heard about Professor Kaspar? What would Cathy do if she knew that he was called Professor Kasparnova because of his propensity for seducing his co-eds students? The story was that he tried but never succeeded but that spin was given by the girls who spread their legs to get through his course and didn’t want it to be known. And that was all except the rare lesbian but even they often succumbed to his undeniable charm. The male students who had to earn their marks by studying called Psychology 101, Intercourse.

“He’s a busy man, Miro. I’m lucky to be in his course and he’s so nice. I mean…like…he’s taking some of his free time tonight so I can do the examination.”

“Yeah…all right Cathy. But be careful…I mean…you’re going to be all alone with him.”

“Hee hee. You’re funny, Miro. He’s old…too old for me. He must be way over forty…he’s getting grey hair.”

“You can’t trust him Cathy…older guys like him prey on pretty girls. Please don’t go.”

“I have to, silly man. And you don’t know Professor Kaspar. He’s not like you say at all.” But Cathy had butterflies in her belly. She had to pass this course but there was something about the handsome, older professor that made her uneasy…something about the way she felt after their private interviews. And she wondered too about Professor Fernandez, the Dean of the Psychology Department and Professor Kaspar’s supervisor. After her last interview he’d suddenly appeared in Professor Kaspar’s office and he acted as if he knew her but she’d never met him.

For Professor Kaspar, his student Cathy was special…and he only got one or two special students a term. She was timid, very unsure of herself and lacking confidence. That made her vulnerable but what made her special was that, unlike most other timid, non-self-confident girls, she was beautiful. The predatory professor prepared the special drink for his soon to arrive student as he mused lecherously about her charms.

Karim Kaspar or, Kas as he was known to his friends, was very careful and very selective about his seductions. (Most would class what he did as assaults rather than seductions but his academic mind was more comfortable with the gentler categorization of his prurient hobby.) However you view what he did, he was definitely careful. His partner in crime was Dean Miguel Fernandez and that mature man believed honestly that his subordinate’s actions were really quite acceptable. After all, he never forced a girl to succumb to his advances; at least he didn’t force them physically. And in each of the twelve cases to date the girl had ultimately responded in a manner that seemed to indicate that she was gaining as much pleasure as her two assailants.

Kas was quite methodical about his so-called seductions. As already noted, he was selective. He chose the timid ones, girls who were unsure of themselves and inherently submissive. Cathy certainly fitted the profile and, unlike most of the students he’d chosen, she was a real beauty. He began the process with a confidential questionnaire that was purportedly to be used to help the girl understand herself and help her to become more assertive. The course known by some as Intercourse was in fact, Unlocking Assertiveness.

The questionnaire for the selected girl was quite different from the one given to the rest of the class. It extracted detailed and intimate personal data so that the professor knew quickly whether his target was innocent or experienced. In fact most of the girls he selected were both. They were innocent of the ways of the world because of their shyness and diffidence. And they were experienced because, by the time they reached university age; one or more males had taken advantage of their tractability.

And then there’d been the brief hypnotic events. This one, Cathy, was especially receptive to hypnotism. He’d had her sitting on a chair in his office masturbating within five minutes of his first attempt and it was only with difficulty that he restrained himself from taking her right there on his desk. But tonight his wait would be over.

He liked big tits and big asses and this girl had neither. But her breasts, although small, were delightfully formed and during the three times she’d masturbated in his office he’d had a good look at them. They were quite broad at the base and they tapered up in a rather flat, conical manner. They were tipped by perfectly round areola and, when she was excited by her masturbation, the areola and nipples merged into two inch cones that projected from the tips of her breasts. Not big but appealing.

Cathy’s ass was also small but it was beautiful. Kaz hadn’t yet seen it naked but the girl’s tight skirts showed it off well, two small melon-like mounds that moved independently when she walked and that curved out from the small of her back in a way that suggested she was meant for riding front or back.

And then there was her mouth. Even under hypnotism she expressed a revulsion at the thought of taking a man’s cock between her pretty, red lips but Professor Kaspar was determined that she would take his in her mouth… and do it willingly. She wasn’t a complete virgin but she still had two unfucked orifices and by the time her pseudo-examination was completed tonight that would no longer be the case. The Dean could thick-cock her cunt but he was going to be the first to enjoy the mobile caress of her lips and tongue and the vise-like massage of her virgin asshole.

Professor Kaspar’s musing were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

“I’m not late am I, Sir?” the girl asked in a timid voice.

“Not very late Cathy. But you should try to be more punctual.” Kaz spoke in a stern voice and the way the pretty girl cringed when he pretended displeasure sent a tingle of lust through his loins. He led her to the interview room and sat her down on the low bench that was parallel to the bare wall of the room. Cathy could not have imagined what was behind the wall.

“Now Cathy, before we begin you should have this fruit juice. You need the vitamins and I need a few minutes to finish preparations. The Professor knew that it was not possible with hypnotism to cause someone to do something they wouldn’t otherwise do but he knew also that there were ways to bypass that constraint. Cathy had already been fucked, albeit almost seven years ago when she was still a child and she had an intense desire to become a psychologist or maybe even a psychiatrist. Blend those factors with her natural docility and she became an easy mark for the unprincipled professor.

As soon as Cathy left for the professor’s house Miro took off after her. He wasn’t sure what he would do but he was truly worried about his girlfriend being alone in the house with Professor Kasparova. Maybe he could keep an eye on her somehow and if the professor tried to molest her he could interfere and save her. And then maybe she would do fucking with him.

For almost half an hour he cased Professor Kaspar’s house looking for a way he could enter or even to see inside but he was unsuccessful. Then, as he was about to give up hope and go home a car drove into the professor’s driveway. Miro ducked under the shadow of a tree and moved closer. It was Dean Fernandez and the college student crept closer to see the older man take a key from his pocked and unlock a small door at the side of the house.

Miro didn’t understand what was going on but he suspected that it did not bode well for his girlfriend. Quickly but quietly he rushed forward and caught the door just before it latched shut. Then, slowly and quietly, he eased it open again and peered inside to see where the Dean had gone.

He was in the room with Professor Kaspar and Cathy, Miro thought for a moment. And then he realized that he wasn’t actually in the room with them but in a little hallway of sorts separated from them by a glass wall. He saw Dean Fernandez open a door in the glass wall and enter the adjoining room and, as Fernandez turned to face him, Miro tried to duck under the bench he was standing beside, And then he realized that the Dean didn’t see him even though he was less than ten feet away and looking directly at him. The glass wall must be one-way glass. This little hallway with a bench was an observation room.

The college student stared at the unseeing Dean of the Psychology Department for several seconds before his gaze shifted to the left. And when it did he barely stifled his moan of despair.

The fruit juice made Cathy feel a bit dizzy and, knowing what the drugged potion would do, Kaspar led the unsuspecting girl to the wide, hard bench that was directly in front of the bare wall…the one-way glass wall. “”Grad school grades” he said in a strong voice and, her post-hypnotic response triggered by the innocuous phrase, the girl sat on the bench and removed her shoes.

“Are you sure it’s safe?” she asked timidly as she unbuttoned her blouse. “Are you sure I won’t get pregnant?”

“I’m certain,” the professor said in a firm voice. “And it guarantees your entrance to Grad School as soon as you complete your first degree. He watched with hot anticipation as the girl removed her blouse, then stood and began to unfasten her skirt.

“Miro will never find out, will he?”

“Not unless you tell him. And tonight I’ll teach you safe ways to do things with Miro. If you want to.”

Cathy wanted to stop but her drive for education outweighed her modesty and her sense of right and wrong. After her skirt dropped in a heap at her ankles she shyly unfastened her brassiere and bared her small, firm breasts. Despite herself she could not prevent her conical areola and large nipples from sticking out and she paused.

“All the way, Cathy. You don’t get A’s by going partway.”

The unintended result of the beautiful college student’s reluctance and timidity was a totally lewd and seductive stripping of her remaining garment. Slowly, her face ablaze with embarrassment, she bent forward as she peeled her flimsy panties down over her firm thighs and past her shapely calves until, lifting first one foot, then the other, she removed them altogether and placed the tiny garment on the bench.

“Lovely, Cathy…you’re lovely, Karim sighed and he moved closer to grasp one of her firm, perky breasts in one hand while the other reached down between her thighs.

“Sir? Doctor Kaspar? Do you have to touch me?” Cathy shuddered at the feel of the man’s hands invading her privacy. But hypnotism combined with her lack of self-confidence to make her unable to resist. Her legs slowly parted to give her professor access to her unwillingly tingling pussy.

“Mmmm…lovely,” Kaz murmured when his intimately probing fingers were bathed with the oily evidence of the girl’s unwilled arousal. Yes, this was going to be good. This was definitely a hot, little cookie. He gently massaged the finely corrugated mouth of her cuntal passage and at the same time he rubbed her hard, little clitoris.

Cathy’s whole body shook uncontrollably at the sudden invasion of her most private and sensitive spot. She cried out in a confused mixture of pleasure and shame as one fingertip slid back and forth a tantalizing inch inside her while another massaged her sensitive clitoris.

The professor’s free hand recaptured her breast. Cathy's humiliation and anger jumbled with the exquisite sensation that wracked her body. Her cries of protest mingled with low pitched moans of pleasure while her treacherous body bucked and shook as her questing hips betrayed her and pushed lithely forward onto his violating hand. The intruding fingertip slid a little further into her eager cunt and, with a final shudder, her orgasm exploded through her body in an uncontrollable blaze of ecstasy.

The girl would have fallen sideways if her professor hadn't caught and held her until the spasms of pleasure that wracked her slender frame subsided. His finger slipped wetly from her exhausted passage and he released her. Unable to trust her shaking legs, as the waves of pleasure washed through her treacherous body, Cathy fell to her knees. She kept her eyes closed to hide her shame and humiliation and she didn't see him quickly take off his pants. She was aware of him standing over her and when she opened her eyes his swollen cock was only inches from her face.

Cathy turned her head in disgust but the man caught her by her long hair and pulled her face back so that the tip of his cock grazed her lips. His voice was hoarse with anticipation. "Open your mouth Cathy! You've had your pleasure, now I want mine." He pushed his cock head against her lips but she pressed them together tightly.

She shook her head frantically in refusal but his hold on her hair tightened painfully. The pain washed away any last traces of pleasure and she cried out plaintively. "Stop. That hurts."

"Of course it hurts. You were meant to be rewarding me but you've had all the pleasure so far. And you’re the one who wants A’s."

"But I didn't want to do it,” she protested,”Not that…not this."

"But you can't deny that you liked it. You came like the hot-blooded bitch you are, Cathy. Now you can choose to suck my cock or I'll force you to do that too."

"I can't do that. I can't put it in my mouth. Please don't make me. Can't I just use my hand? Please Dr. Kaspar...”

"While I hold your tits?"

The kneeling student nodded reluctantly and reached tearfully for his penis. But she had a wonderful feeling of relief. He wasn’t going to make her take that awful thing into her mouth. She felt his hand on her breast and she began to masturbate him.

His other hand tightened its grip on her hair. "Do what I say and you’ll get A’s Cathy…but you have to please me.”

Cathy concentrated on trying to bring her professor to a climax before he changed his mind and tried to force her to suck his swollen organ. His penis wasn’t as big as Miro’s but close enough that she tried to pretend she was giving the handjob to her boyfriend as she had so often before. Kneeling in front of her professor, her face was still only inches from the wavering tip of his penis and as he pulled her head closer the slippery end of it brushed her lips. The desperate Coed redoubled her efforts to make him come quickly. The pressure of his cock head on her soft lips increased as he urged his swollen erection at her mouth.

"Maybe I won’t make you suck it, if you just kiss the tip of it."

The girl mumbled a protest as she tried to move her face away but the pressure became more insistent and Dr. Kaspar’s penis pressed more firmly against her innocent lips.

"Kiss it or I'll make you suck it until I come in your mouth."

She shuddered with loathing, but she was so terrified that he would carry out his disgusting threat that she reluctantly touched her lips to the end of his penis.

"Again. Kiss it again and keep stroking me while you kiss it. Damn, you give a good handjob…you’ve had a lot of practice, haven’t you?"

Cathy kissed the wet tip of his swollen organ as lightly as she could. She felt disgusted and sickened by the brief contact. It was all she could bear but it wasn't enough for him. The feather touch of her soft lips combined with the pumping action of her slim hands fuelled his desire to possess more of her.

"Use your tongue, Cathy. Pretend you’re kissing your boyfriend."

It was impossible for the kneeling girl to talk much less to argue with the man’s hot penis pressed against her lips. Her hands continued to massage his throbbing cock while the tip of her delicate tongue flickered hesitantly at the end of it. She touched it as lightly as she could.

"Lick it properly put your tongue right out and lick all of it."

She shook her head emphatically but the movement only caused her soft lips to slip teasingly across the end of his cock. Kaz slid the slippery organ back and forth, enjoying the gentle friction of her wet lips while the young woman continued breathlessly to masturbate him faster in the hope that he would climax quickly. Damn this was good. She was looking up at him with those big, frightened eyes and her soft, full lips were yielding to he hardness of his tool. He could feel the pressure building in his groin and he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Not this time.

Professor Kaspar thrust harder against Cathy’s mouth, holding her head with both hands now so that she couldn’t get away. Out of the corned of his eye he saw Dean Fernandez taking off his clothes and it made him a bit jealous to think that Miguel would get to fuck her before him. But it wasn’t the same as if she was a virgin. He always made sure that he got the virgins first, before Fernandez could stretch their young cunts with that thick cudgel between his legs.

Cathy clamped her lips together determinedly but her professor wouldn't give in. His hands were tangled in her long hair and he twisted them, pulling painfully on her scalp. Cathy cried out and, as her lips parted, the end of the man’s cock slipped between them. She struggled to escape the invading hardness but now that he had gained entrance, he slid easily into the warm softness of her mouth.

Miro’s gaze had been fixed on the old Dean while he undressed. He couldn’t believe that an old man like Dr. Fernandez would try to have beautiful, young Cathy but why was he taking off his clothes. Miro’s eyes widened with surprise when he saw the thick cock that projected out from the stocky man’s hairy groin. Not as long as his own, he thought, but as big around as his wrist…maybe even thicker. It sort of hung down below horizontal but that may have been weight as much as age that kept it down. And then Miro saw Cathy.

The girl felt her head being pulled forward until her nose was mashed against the professor’s pubis. The hot, hard shaft bumped the back of her throat and she gagged as she tried to pull away. The mouth filling bone gave a jump between her lips and then her mouth was inundated as the professor came in a boiling rush of sperm that spurted and filled the space in her mouth that was not already occupied by the bucking cock.

Cathy was unprepared for the sudden hot gush of liquid. She gasped in surprised disgust and tried to pull away but the man held her in place and tried to plunge his still spurting cock further into the hotly flooded depths of the Coed’s mouth. She knelt submissively and her professor’s viscous, white semen dribbled from her slackly acquiescent lips as he continued to fuck her mouth until he was exhausted. With a sigh of satisfaction, Kaz allowed his exhausted organ to slip from her mouth.

The girl gagged and coughed on the sperm that had trickled down her throat. She wanted to vomit at the thought of the degrading act her professor had forced her to perform. She felt sick and exhausted but in spite of her disgust and humiliation she was relieved that it was all over. And she consoled herself with the thought that she could be sure now that she would get A’s.

But Miro knew nothing of how his girlfriend felt. All he knew was what he saw and what he saw was the expression of ecstasy on Cathy’s face when the professor fingered her to climax and her seeming willingness to be a total slut as she sucked Professor Kaspar’s cock and even let him go off in her mouth. It made him sad and angry but, despite those emotions, it had also given him a raging erection.

Professor Karim Kaspar felt great pleasure and relief from his student’s reluctant but tremendously enjoyable blowjob. The sight of the naked, kneeling girl with stringy, creamy cum drooling from her pretty lips added to his enjoyment. He was sure also that his strategically placed cameras would be recording this instant for posterity or, more importantly, to convince her not to report this incident should the hypnotically blocked memories come back to her.

Dr. Fernandez looked lustfully at the pretty creature who was kneeling so submissively on the floor. Had sucking Kaz’s cock turned her on? It worked that way with some girls. But he wanted her to be ready when he took her and he knew the sure-fire way to ensure that.

Miro had opened his fly to release his throbbing boner. He leaned back and slowly stroked himself. What would they say if he followed the old guy into the room and fucked that little slut?

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Co-Operative Cathy

Chapter Three

Cathy looked up as the stocky, hairy Dean came close to her. Her eyes fixed at once on the thick truncheon that projected out from his groin. Was he going to make her suck that? She didn’t resist when he put his hands under her armpits and brought her to her feet. Acquiescently she let him lead her to the padded bench and ease her upper body down onto it. Her long, shapely legs dangled over the edge and through drug-dimmed eyes she saw the older man kneel and shoulder her knees wide apart.

The girl was in a daze that was partly drug-induced and partly from hypnotism but she was also ashamed that her traitorous body had responded to the professor’s lewd assault on her genitals and that she had submissively allowed him to use her mouth like she was a whore. And she was mortified that the feel of her professor’s penis sliding in and out of her mouth had sent forbidden thrills through her belly. With servile compliance she allowed the grizzled older man to handle her like she was a piece of meat on the butcher’s counter.

Miguel buried his face in the lightly furred softness of the Co-ed’s pussy and thrust his tongue into the pulpy slit. Yes, he thought with satisfaction as his tongue tasted the oily wetness, the irrefutable evidence of her arousal. Oh yes! Sucking cock did turn her on. That was always a good sign. This would be one of the good ones. He fastened his lips on her erect, little clitoris and thrummed the sensitive bud with his tongue. Kaz had shared the results of his interviews and Fernandez knew this girl had been fucked only once and that was seven years ago. She needed to be well prepared to take his unusual thickness but damn, she would be wonderfully tight.

Professor Kaspar moved his chair closer to the couple at the bench and, leaning forward, he pressed a button on the floor beside the bench. At once the bench and the section of floor adjoining it began to move in a counter-clockwise direction. This feature was designed for the watchers who were sometimes there so that they could get a complete view from all angles from behind the glass wall. But tonight there was only Miro to see it.

She was ready. Dean Fernandez was sure of that and he climbed up on the bench with the girl. He dragged her compliant body all the way onto the bench and a chill of excitement sped down his spine as Cathy tractably allowed him to position her for penetration. Nothing could stop him now from fucking this cute, young student’s tight little cunt and exploding his cum up inside it with all the force of his powerfully surging body.
 
God. It had been more than a month since he’d last emptied his mature lust into a juicy fuckwell and he felt pain as his massively pulsating penis began swelling and jerking upwards frantically, desperately searching for the tight, wet young vagina which would softly enfold its huge head and churning, writhing, twisting, suck it dry of its full load of searing, white hot sperm.
 
Miguel’s chest was heaving now, and there was an unbelievable throbbing ache in his loins. His legs began to quiver with the knowledge that they would soon be heaving between the sensuous young beauty's hotly sweating thighs.
 
A shiver of paralyzing fear ran through Cathy's body as the Dean of Psychology knelt over her between her already widely splayed legs. Her gaze was fixed on the massive fleshpole that seemed to be growing all the time in size, swelling until Cathy though it would burst.  
 
"No ... Dr. Fernandez ... please ... don't do this ..." she moaned with the realization that the professor was going to shove that huge penis of his deep into her small, unwilling cunt, and she knew it would kill her. Seven years ago her cousin’s much smaller penis had hurt at first and this grey haired man’s was huge in comparison. Would Professor Kaspar help her?
 
The defenseless Co-ed opened her mouth to scream but suddenly the grey-haired man covered her small mouth with his own, engulfing it, devouring it. Did he taste the other professor, the girl wondered momentarily as he began fucking his wetly swirling tongue deeply into her mouth.
 
Fernandez’ hands were coursing over the young student now, smoothing down over her softly rounded buttocks and cupping her small, tender breasts. He teased her nipple to instant hardness, and the warmth of that unexpected sensation stole through her veins and bloodstream. Unconsciously, she sucked the probing tongue in her mouth of her own volition, and felt the ripples of pleasure chase down through her loins and breasts and belly.
 
"Oh yes, baby, you like it ... you pretend you don't but you like it." Miguel murmured as he raised his face from hers and took hold of his cock to direct it to the soft, defenseless nest between the girl’s widespread thighs.
 
Cathy was hypnotized by the sight of the rigid fleshy shaft and the unbelievable thickness of it caused her subconscious to reel ... He's going to kill me with it, my God...
 
The lovely, naked college student lay there completely immobilized, frozen into semi-shock. She felt a chill go up her spine as the man stroked her inner thighs and she moaned unknowingly with pleasure.
 
"Christ, you're a luscious sight to behold!" Fernandez gasped, pulling her up against his lust-excited nakedness, crushing her small breasts flat to his powerful chest, his hands cupping the round full moons of her buttocks and hauling her close until his hard jerking shaft burrowed tightly into the smooth flesh of her belly.
 
"Oh baby, you're going to be a good one ... yes you are ... Oh, baby, I'm just going to fuck that little pink cunt of yours to death ... just going to throw those beautiful legs up over your head ... and stuff this cock up that soft white belly 'til you can taste it." 
 
"Oh God ..." Cathy moaned almost incoherently, her face resting on his shoulder, suddenly unable to comprehend the erotic excitement his obscene description was arousing in her. "Oh please God no ..."
 
The helpless young student quickly tried to close her legs, but Miguel's knee was there first. No, this can't be happening to me!
 
"Why don't you just spread those beautiful little legs of yours, honey, and let your old Dean come home? He's got a great big cock here that's dying to squeeze itself into some little nest."
 
"No Dr. Fernandez ... please God ... Don't ... Please!"
 
"Spread 'em, damn it!" he snarled, and with timid obedience she opened her legs wider, exposing the glistening mouth of her cunt to his mercy. He planted himself commandingly above her unwillingly spread cuntal lips. He placed his palms flat against the inside of her smoothly rounded thighs, his thumbs resting on the glistening pink folds of her cunt. Slowly, he drew the gently pulsating lips apart, exposing the moist coral flesh to his gaze. Slightly, almost imperceptibly, he drew his finger along the ridge of her tiny clitoris, and Cathy moaned in undesired rapture.
 
She didn’t understand why but Cathy suddenly put her arms around the man on top of her. She gently hugged his hairy nakedness as if this would somehow save her from the certain ravishment by his mammoth member.
 
"Oh, that is pretty. That is just too pretty to resist." The big, older man lowered his powerful bulk down on top of the submissive student, covering her small body with his massiveness. He held her tightly imprisoned with the weight of his strong body, her head rolling back and forth wildly, while his hand sought his aching cock and ran the swollen head lightly along the moist, tender lips of her cunt, working it up and down briefly to part the sparse, soft, pubic hair, and then with a cry of delight thrusting it forward against the tight, cringing mouth of her reluctant cunt.
 
Miro was suffering the agony of frustrated desire. As the couple on the rotating bench offered him a view of their antics he could not know that his girlfriend was a reluctant participant. When her arms went around him he became even more certain that the girl had teased him unmercifully while she’d been putting out for these two old goats. Damn! He’d get even! 
 
For one split second as the Dean positioned his knob at the mouth of her cunt Cathy thought it wouldn't fit, that it would split her belly apart. And then she knew he was in her, the huge bulbous cock-head slipping wetly up inside her with a rush that left her gasping for breath. "Aaaaaagggghhhhh!"
 
The helpless young girl kicked her legs out frantically in a futile attempt at relief, but the move only served to sink the expanding shaft of male-flesh still deeper into her traitorously yielding cunt. Brutally, his stone-hard cock bored up into her unwilling belly, expanding the moist walls until she was certain her thighs would split apart from the unrelenting pressure ... then, his pelvis smacked resoundingly against her own, and she felt his sperm-bloated balls dangling heavily between the upturned cheeks of her tightly clenched buttocks.
 
"God ... please ... stop!" Cathy cried out in pain.
 
Fernandez didn't give her a moment to adjust to his sudden invasion deep inside her womb. He immediately started fucking her like a wild bull. She gaped helplessly up at his lust-contorted face, searching for what lay behind that mask as he hammered inhumanly in and out of her. Then, all at once, her senses veered away from the searing pain of his brutal pounding, and centered on the tingling sensation that was slowly beginning to build up in the depths of her ravaged vagina.
 
The rotating bench had been positioned so that Miro saw the Dean’s incredibly thick tool placed at the mouth of Cathy’s wetly swollen cunt and then he saw Fernandez’ naked ass push down as he filled the girl with his maleness. Miro gasped in pain but his cock which he was holding in his hand, jumped with desire to be where the professor was. And then he saw the fat fucktool withdraw before plunging fiercely back into the skewered girl as she pushed up at him. Yes. The little whore wanted it, Miro thought angrily.
 
Cathy drew her knees up so as to have better leverage to screw her cock-stretched cunt up against the tickling wiriness of his thick pubic hair. As she arched her hips up, Miguel withdrew his long blood-engorged shaft from her womb, stopping only when the swollen head remained inside. She lifted her lewdly skewered loins up to him for fear he might take it all the way out, but he pushed instead, forward again into the depths of her wetly seeping passage. She could feel the rubbery flesh-tip parting the walls of her heated cunt as it slid up inside her, and her grasping vagina closed tightly on the huge monster, the nerves lining the wall transmitting every part of its throbbing form to her brain. She hung suspended now on every moment of his long in-stroke, feeling pleasure rather than pain, and when his pelvis pressed into her now only receptive cunt, she felt the twin sacs of his balls slapping lightly against her voluntarily spread buttocks. The sensation was wonderful, and Cathy opened her legs out as wide as she could to make the next plunge even deeper.
 
Miguel pulled back with his hips to withdraw his lust-excited cock, and as he slammed into her clasping vagina with a faster motion, his balls slapped hard against her tiny puckered anus.
 
"AAAAAHHHHHH!" she shrieked from the fantastic sensations chasing 
themselves up and down her spine, each one vying for attention. 
 
The Dean’s heavy balls were stirring with the building pressure of sperm deep inside them, and Cathy could feel the life throbbing in them as they hung down against her naked buttocks. The driving motion of his long, thick penis sent ripples of ever-increasing intensity through every part of her passion-aroused body, and she took up the rhythm with him, arching her hips up as she drove forward on the in-stroke, and pulling back as he retreated.
 
The fire burning deep in her womb became more intense as Miguel's already lust-engorged cock seemed to grow larger still and his fucking became faster and faster. His cunt-moistened cock slid with greater and greater ease in and out of her tightly grasping vagina, the walls of her passage wrapping and squeezing over every part of its full throbbing shape as it stirred her to even greater heights of pleasure. Cathy felt her whole body become part of her hungrily grasping cunt. She had never imagined it could be such pleasure to be totally consumed by the huge fleshy shaft pounding crazily into her naked belly. She drew her legs up as high as she could, and she began flexing and tightening the muscles in her excitedly trembling thighs to pull and suck at the wonderful cock that she held clasped with such tremendous force in her fiery, hot womb.
 
Cathy felt as though her body was completely freed of any resistance to pleasure, and she felt added sensations streaming from her loins that she wanted, but couldn't identify. Then, she realized the Dean's expert hands were moving over her buttocks, and a rippling flash of raw pleasure shot up her spine as she felt his finger probing into her nakedly exposed anus. When his finger suddenly pushed up inside its tight resistance, the tiny pain was nothing compared to the sensations of total surrender she felt, and she began bucking wildly to have her loins pounded to pieces by his giant column of throbbing flesh.
 
Her belly jerked uncontrollably as she felt the head of his huge cock swell up even larger inside her womb. She knew that it was going to start spewing out hot liquid at any moment, but the growing spasms in her own quivering belly were the focus of her attentions now. Then, suddenly, his huge pillar of male-flesh sank deeply inside her burning cunt, and the head seemed to fill her like an inflating balloon. Her belly shook with tremendous spasms when she felt the first hot stab of liquid moving up the length of the long thick penis like a great roaring wave, to burst out and crash searingly into her hotly sucking womb.
 
"OOOOoooohhhhh! OOOOOooooo! AAAwwwwggggg!" She screamed out her ecstasy as the great, spurting instrument began to saturate her cunt with hot, sticky cum from its own climax. She could feel every drop of the liquid bursting out of the giant swollen tip, and the sensations were so tremendous that her whole womb exploded in response to the pleasure. She jammed her lust-hungry cunt as tightly as possible against the wildly jerking cock inside her, and her frantically contracting pussy erupted with her own joyous cum. 
 
"AAAAaaaaawwwwggggg!" Her scream echoed around inside her head as the explosive searing passion in her body soared to the pinnacle of delightful pleasure. She sank her fingernails into the back of the man tensed above her impassionedly writhing body, and pulled him down hard against her heaving breasts. She wanted to be smothered by his warm flesh. She arched her wide-spread buttocks up to receive all of the squirting hot fluid she could get. It seemed to go on forever until the two spasmodically twitching bodies slowly became still, and the room was filled with an unearthly stillness.
 
Suddenly Cathy's face clouded over. As her consciousness began to take its rightful place after her mindless passion, she first remembered who she was, then she remembered where she was, and lastly she remembered who the man was who was still lying with his softened cock resting quietly in her cunt, surrounded by the oceans of his lewdly accepted cum. 
 
Cathy could not open her eyes. She could not bear to look up and discover that the man who had given her so much pleasure was not Miro, the man she loved. 
 
Miguel looked down at the small woman he had so completely mastered, and yet who had given and taken so much pleasure. He knew what Kaz wanted and as usual, he had prepared the nether orifice for Professor Kaspar’s pleasure.
 
And Miro sat there consumed by anger and lust. The bitch! She’d liked it. Loved it! He fought the desire to pump his hotly throbbing tool. His swollen balls ached painfully with lust for the girl who lay willingly under the old man who had just fucked her.
 
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Co-Operative Cathy

Chapter Four

Although Cathy’s virgin suck had drained Karim Kaspar, the sight of the pretty, slender girl being skewered by Dean Fernandez’ massive cock had brought the unprincipled professor back to a state of throbbing erection. But his target for his next release was not the girl’s well-fucked quim. After being expanded by the Dean’s oversized organ she would be too loose for maximum pleasure. But there was another orifice that was likely still virginal but, even if it wasn’t, it would be virgin-tight.

The air felt cool to the girl when her assailant finally uncunted and rolled off her limp body. And then, before her drug-dulled mind comprehended what was happening, she was being moved, rolled over onto her belly, her middle section lifted so that she was on her hands and knees. Actually, she was on her shoulders and knees and her head was between Dean Fernandez thick, hairy legs.

Kaz knelt behind the girl and nosed his hardened cockhead snugly up between Cathy's clenched and warm bottom cheeks. He let it rest there for a moment, feeling the warmth of Cathy's asscheeks compressed against the sides of his cockhead, conscious of the gooey slickness from the gism and other juices that had gushed from her cunt and flowed into her ass crack after Dean Fernandez withdrew his cunt-plugging cock. 
 
Although the girl had no idea what else was in store for her she instinctively compressed her asscheeks causing them to tighten against the hardened intruder, and sending little tingles of sensation up Karim’s spine. He was going to enjoy teaching this girl what buggery was all about. He felt her move as Dean Fernandez took her head in his hands and drew her face close to his limply drooping cock. Trying to move away from the man at her head caused her to push her firmly rounded buttocks back at the man behind her, as he let his cockhead find the bulls-eye of her tight anus. Cathy mumbled a small, unladylike grunt and tried to move away as he shifted his weight forward and started pressing his rock hard cockhead in to her small virgin opening. 
 
The tight anal ring finally expanded and Kaz pushed his hard member forward, feeling her anal ring gripping his dickhead an undersized glove. He pushed a little further, feeding more of his cock past her anal ring, exhaling with the warmth and tightness of her bottom's grip on his pleasure pole. The sensation was too much for him. He had wanted to proceed slowly, to make this submissive little Co-ed feel him master her inch by agonizing inch, but the tightness of her bottom, and his excitement at having her completely at the mercy of his lusts proved to be too much.
 
With a resolute thrust Professor Kaspar impaled Cathy on his swelling manhood, and at once he pressed his cock to the hilt. He heard Cathy's muffled whinny, watched as her head shook back and forth rapidly in Dean Fernandez’ grip, her hips dancing wildly in an effort to dislodge this rude intruder. 
 
Cathy closed her eyes to shut out the sight of the Dean’s hairy groin and she whined at the discomfort of what was being done to her from behind. She did not understand at first what Professor Kaspar was going to do. She’d expected that he was going to follow the Dean’s lead and put his penis inside her now well-stretched vagina and when he began to enter her nether portal she did not realize what was happening.
 
Kaz stroked the girl’s bulbous buttocks as he asked softly, “Does that feel rather big in there Cathy?" He spread the firm hemispheres so he could penetrate further as he added, "I think it must...I've wanted to do this to you for a long time Cathy, to teach you how you should please your professors.” He pulled back a little and bound forward hard, impaling Cathy once again with the full measure of his hard cock. "God, you have a lovely tight little bottom Cathy," and he kept up the prattle as he rocked his hips back and forth, letting a little of his cock withdraw from her, the sending it hard back up her backside. 
 
The girl was mortified when she realized what was being done to her. She whimpered in shame as she heard her professor continue, "I'm sure I’m not the first man who has wanted to fuck your lovely ass…watching your ass cheeks straining against the fabric in those tight little skirts you like to wear."
 
The professor pulled back all the way, leaving just the head of his cock in the Coed’s upthrust bottom, then started to rhythmically sodomize her, first an inch, then back out, then two inches, then back out....till he had once more fed her all seven inches.
 
"Ever let your boyfriend fuck your bottom like this Cathy,” and when she uttered a sobbing denial, he teased her "I bet he wanted to… just like he wanted to fuck your cunt and have you suck his cock."
 
Miro heard the professor’s obscene words and his cock swelled and got even harder at the thought of doing to the faithless slut what these men were doing.
 
Cathy’s head lowered in shame and then jerked back up again when her cheek felt the hot hardness of the Dean’s resurrected erection against her cheek. Tears splattered down onto the man’s hairy groin as she realized how she was being forced to betray her boyfriend.
 
The professor rode the young Co-ed’s bottom for 15 minutes, pausing from time to time in order to prolong the delightful sensation. He enjoyed the little sounds Cathy made each time he would let his cock ride her to full measure, her small white shoulders bunching up as she strained to prevent being forced closer to the naked man who was right below her face. But there was no escape for Cathy, her bottom fully stuffed with hard cock, her legs writhing, her ass trying to twist away and all the moving just increasing her professor’s enjoyment. 
 
Dean Fernandez felt the blood rushing back into his stout prick and, even though the girl’s inexperienced twat had milked him with involuntary orgasmic squeezes the sight of the young beauty being ass-fucked right in front of him was renewing his desire. He pushed her head up so he could see her pretty face and, although she kept her eyes closed, the sight of the red rosebud of her full-lipped mouth brought him back to full erection.
 
This was one of the best yet, the professor thought as he took hold of his student’s fleshy hips and very, very slowly pistoned his cock in and out of her stretched anus.
 
The Dean slid his hand along the girl’s naked belly to her lightly furred pussy and cupped the cum-slick softness. The four fingers of hid hand slid easily into the hot portal that his thick cock had so thoroughly expanded and his thumb rested on her little clitoral bud. Through the thin membrane separating her vagina from her rectum he could feel the professor’s cock sliding in and out as he massaged the helpless girl’s cum-trigger.
 
Professor Kaspar was not the only one watching as the submissive girl’s tight little bottom took all of his cock, then pulled back out, till just the head was held by her anal ring and then slowly slid back in to the kneeling, young woman. Miro could not tear his eyes away from the salacious scene and, despite his mental anguish; his cock was perhaps the hardest it had ever been. He could barely keep from jerking off while he watched.
 
"You'll be getting plenty of this in the future Cathy. I bet that young man will find out and then there’ll be no stopping him. He’s going to want your ass so he won’t knock you up,” Kaz added cruelly. "I wanted you since the first day I saw you in class, you little slut…teasing all the boys in that short little skirt,” and he continued to berate her as she was made to endure the full seven inches of his hardened cock up her tight little bottom. He greatly enjoyed having the firm bottomed girl here, ass up, for a prolonged anal probing. 
 
Cathy was squirming, variously squeezing her anal ring or pushing her shapely young backside out hard in an attempt to dislodge the source of her rather too full feeling. The sensation was heavenly to her professor, his cock held tight all around, her movements sending wonderful little electrical jolts of pleasure up and down the entire length of his cock, and making his balls tighten in their sack. It was especially gratifying to hear the soft deep, urgent "uuunnggggg” and “ooohhhh" escaping from her pouted lips when ever he pushed hard and full up into her stretched bottom.
 
"Oh god your ass is tight ...ahhh ... ahhhh, your ass, Cathy,” he panted out as he stared to more vigorously sodomize her parted bottom. "Right up your pretty little bum Cathy.... get ready, ...hhmmmm.....oh Jesus.....I’m going to shoot my jism right up your tight little bottom hole, baby." 
 
Kaz grasped the girl’s hips and pulled her back as the paralyzing sensations of orgasm engulfed him. He could feel Cathy's bottom contracting as his tightly enclosed cock jumped and ejaculated and each time another small spurt of sperm was expelled, the narrow tube contracted again causing even more wonderful sensations to his now expanded cockhead and causing even more violent eruptions to be spouted up her ass.
 

Dean Fernandez had waited patiently while the professor took his pleasure from the Coed’s lovely ass. He wanted her full attention when she fulfilled his next desire, the lust to have her pretty, red lips stretched around his cock and to watch her cock-filled face as he pumped his next load of sperm into her gullet.

Cathy felt numb…at least, her mind was numb. Her body was a maelstrom of new and different sensations, her pussy sore but tingling from being reamed by Dean Fernandez’ mammoth tool and her bum still stuffed with Professor Kaspar’s hardness. Oh God! She was depraved. She ought to feel sick but instead she wanted only to please her teachers.

The girl’s submissive reaction did not surprise the Dean of Psychology. Professor Kaspar had told him enough about this girl that he expected her to be as cooperative as she’d been, her servility exacerbated by the drug she’d been given. But Miro was unaware of any of this. The young man believed that he was seeing a loose-limbed slut behaving whorishly but willingly with her teachers in order that she could get better grades. To him she was now just a prostitute, a whore.

Cathy’s eyes were open now and she looked at the thick cucumber that stood out from the black, curly bush at the Dean’s groin. And she knew what he wanted. He wanted her to do for him what she’d already done for her Professor. It was meant to be. She was now sure of that.

When Miguel gripped the girl’s hair with his free hand and drew her down she did not hesitate, but lowered her head between his open thighs, reaching for the fully erect pillar of his cock with her open mouth. His meat was hot and tasted of her body. Did it matter? She opened her mouth wide as the slick, purple tip touched her lips. Wider she stretched her lips and she uttered a soft whimper when the plum-like crown slid past her lips and into her mouth. Her lips slid slowly down his thick tower of flesh, her tongue moving softly along the underside of his penis, its finely pebbled texture adding to the man’s pleasure and he moaned in appreciation of her talent. Karim had taught her well.

Miguel's other hand was busy in her pussy and she allowed him to set the pace and rhythm, her head bobbing in time with the Dean’s in-out fingering of her battered cunt. She was like a slave and she knew that her master knew what he wanted and a slave’s first duty is to obey. She worked her mouth up and down the Dean’s mammoth cock, her tongue feeling every lump, every vein in his meat, his organ pulsing with the beat of his heart, swelling harder, larger, as she cupped his testicles in one hand and gripped the base of his cock with the other. She could feel the pitch of his excitement increasing and she knew that he would take his full pleasure in her mouth. And now, after Professor Kaspar had shown her what it was like, she knew what to expect. She sucked harder, letting him feel her eagerness to please as she increased the pressure on his flesh.

Fernandez’ meat was hard as stone, his thighs tense and trembling as he forced her mouth down and held her there, his organ jerking spastically while she sucked. He felt her pussy muscles suddenly contract on his hand and her lips tightened their grip on his tool and he knew she was cumming.

For the excited Dean, the air seemed to be filled with the sensuous smells of sex. He could hear the sounds of his own breathing, and of Cathy's. He could feel her fine blonde hair tickling his balls and inner thighs as she sucked his cock and he knew that his climax was fast approaching, and that when it came there would be nothing he could do to stop the hot flow of his fluids. His breath was coming in short gasps, and he felt as though he had just finished running a marathon.
 
"Oh, Cathy!" he sobbed. "You're fantastic!"
 
At the sound of his trembling voice, Cathy knew that she had brought him to the brink of a quivering orgasm. Her loins were ablaze with climax and she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, coaxing the man’s seed forth. It came in a sudden flood, hot and thick and too much to swallow all at once, the first spurts overwhelming her mouth, running down her chin as she gulped desperately, downing the heavy load of his seed, sucking as the flow subsided. It was as if the earlier eruption into her womb had not occurred as great gouts of viscous cream gushed into the girl’s obediently sucking maw. Suddenly he pulled her up and he gasped, sucking in air desperately because he had been holding his breath.

“Man, you’re good stuff,” Miguel said appreciatively. “You’re a born cocksucker.”

While Cathy was being ass-fucked by her Professor and giving head to the Dean, Miro held his own stiff prick in his clenched fist and squeezed it lightly. He began to jerk his hand up and down. At first he moved ever so slightly, his hand traveling less than an inch with each stroke. But then, as Cathy's head began to move up and down, dragging her warm soft moist lips along the entire length of the thick shank of the Dean's cock, Miro matched her strokes with those of his hand.
 
Actually, Miro liked jerking off. He liked to feel his cock swelling to meet the strokes of his hand. He liked to feel the ridges and veins of his own prick as he pulled it up and down, driving himself to orgasm. He liked it as much as when Cathy did it for him. Maybe more.
 
Now as he watched Cathy sucking voraciously at the Dean’s thick prick, he couldn't stop himself from pulling joyously at his own pecker. While he jerked off, he reached down with his left hand and cupped his scrotum, which was swinging gently to and fro. 
 
Miro watched Cathy playing with the Dean's heavy balls as she sucked him off. Yes. She must have done it lots of times he thought angrily. But never for him. The girl cupped the older man’s hairy sac in one hand and squeezed it gently, while with the other hand she stroked the base of his mammoth prick. Miro tried to match her motions with his own hands on his own nuts and cock.
 
He cupped his balls, feeling both stones clearly outlined against the thin skin of his sac. He rolled them around in his fingers while, with his other hand, he continued to pull slowly up and down on his cock. The thick collar of skin just below the cockhead moved up and down with the motion of his jerking hand.
 
He took his hand away from his prick for a moment and held it to his mouth. He allowed a trickle of drool to ooze from his lips, wetting the palm of his hand. Then he returned his lubricated hand to his swollen cock.
 
As he jerked slowly up and down, he rubbed the warm saliva into the silky skin of his prick. It felt good and warm, like the inside of Cathy's cunt would feel. He watched her filling her mouth with another man's prick and imagined that it was her mouth on his cock instead of his hand. With his other hand he continued rubbing his balls.
 
Miro watcher his girlfriend’s head move rhythmically up and down as she fucked the older man’s cock with her mouth. One of her hands stroked his cock in unison with her sucking mouth 
 
Miro pulled harder and more insistently on his own pulsating prick. He only wished that there was some way to let Cathy know that he was jerking off as he watched her and that he knew what a slut she was. 
 
An involuntary moan escaped Miro's lips, and he was glad that the walls of the room were more or less soundproofed He knew that he would pop his load any minute. To delay his orgasm, he paused at the top of each stroke, tightening his grip on his cock and squeezing the shank just below the swollen purple head. Then he pressed his finger against the tight hole at the tip of his prick, as if to staunch the impending flow of hot gism.
 
Miro heard his girlfriend’s muffled gurgle and saw the Dean arch upwards, pushing deeper into the girl’s mouth. He knew the man was going off…going off in Cathy’s mouth…and she was welcoming this final indignity. At the sight of his pretty young girlfriend taking the older man’s semen into her mouth and the unmistakable sound of her swallowing his sperm, Miro could contain his orgasm no longer. His hands moved even faster, jerking up and down on his prick until he too began to pump his load of hot juice. It shot from his cock, hitting the glass wall and running thickly down onto the floor. The gism shot forth in a torrent that seemed as though it would never end.
 
Then, as the Professor finally dismounted from the girl’s well-reamed ass and the girl lifted her head to look up meekly at the Dean, Miro felt his own orgasm coming to an end. He continued pulling on his prick, imagining that his faithless slut of a girlfriend was sucking it and swallowing his sperm, not that of the old man she’d just sucked. Finally the last drop of hot joy-juice had squeezed out of the tip, and his cock began to shrink. 

Cathy uttered a long, shuddering sigh and slumped down, her cheek resting against the older man’s softening organ, a pool of semen draining onto his groin from the corner of her slack-lipped mouth.

Afterwards the two academics were gentle and kind to the girl they had so cruelly abused. They gave her another drink, helped her dress and by the time she left, Cathy believed that what had happened was her own idea. But she yearned to be intimate with Miro. She couldn’t get rid of the guilt she felt for letting her professors have her and not letting her boyfriend do the same.

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Co-Operative Cathy

Chapter Five

As she left the professor's house Cathy didn't really want to go home. She wanted to be with Miro... as if she could make amends for taking pleasure from what the two professors had done to her. God. What if she was pregnant? The Dean had not used any protection and it felt like his semen was sloshing around up in her belly. Oh God. What could she do?

Miro was following his girlfriend... or ex-girlfriend would be more accurate. Even if he hadn't seen her get fucked he would have known, he thought. Just from the way she walked, as if she still had cocks up in her cunt and her asshole. What a slut. Thank God he found out in time.

Cathy felt the slimy wetness on her thighs as gism leaked from her tender vagina and her equally tender rectum. And then she knew what she had to do. She had to give herself to Miro. Then, if she was pregnant, she would say the baby was his even though she wouldn't know for sure. She changed direction and headed for Miro's apartment.

It took only a couple of minutes for Miro to guess where the girl was headed. He even guessed the reason. The bitch is going to let me fuck her and if the professor knocked her up she'll pretend it's my baby. Damn! What a bitch she is.

After being taken so roughly, Cathy looked forward to Miro's somewhat wimpish behavior. She'd probably have to lead him because she thought he was probably a virgin. She tightened the cheeks of her ass with the tingling remembrance of having the professor's cock in there. She'd ended up liking it. Just like she'd got pleasure from servicing the Dean with her mouth. Would Miro like that too?

Walking behind her, in the light from the streetlamps Miro was able to watch the way Cathy walked. Yes. It showed. If he hadn't seen her getting screwed he'd have known anyway, he thought. He was finished with her but he wanted to humiliate her just like her obscene acts tonight had humiliated him. He'd fuck her too.

By the time Cathy got to Miro's apartment she had an ache in her loins, a soft desire to make love to Miro and to be made love to, gently. Would he be happy when she told him he could have her? She'd have to be careful. If she was too forward he might be suspicious. She rang the doorbell.

"I don't think he's home," Miro said softly and Cathy jumped, startled by his voice.

"Miro! Oh my! You surprised me. I know it's late but I just wanted to see you."

"I'm glad you came. I was just out for a little walk. A very interesting one. Someday I'll tell you all that I saw. But tell me, how did your meeting with Professor Kaspar go?"

"Oh, it was OK. He says that if I work hard I'll be OK for Grad school. It wasn't much, really. Don't know why he wanted to see me."

"These academics are strange, I guess." Miro smiled as he spoke. "Maybe Kaspar had ideas and then changed his mind?"

"What do you mean ideas?"

"Professor Kasparnova, he's called. Maybe you can guess what kind of ideas that means."

"Oh Miro... don't be silly. He's old. And he's a professor. He wouldn't be like that."

They were in Miro's apartment and Cathy turned toward her boyfriend, looking up at him expectantly. Her full lips were slightly parted and suggestively she traced their red outline with her pink tongue.

"I don't know about that, Cathy. I've heard that he and the Dean have a stable of Co-eds they enjoy together." Miro patted Cathy's firm, round ass as he drew he close for a kiss.

"You don't really believe that, do you?" And Cathy tilted her face to his, her mouth opening as his lips covered hers and she sucked his tongue inside.

"I heard it from a good source. He actually watched them with his girlfriend ... but they didn't know he was watching."

Cathy felt her well-stretched cunt twitch with the memory of what she'd done with the professors. She was still feeling really horny, even after the way her professors had treated her in that room. Had they actually done that to another girl? Shame washed over her as she remembered how she'd responded. But Professor Kaspar acted as if she belonged to him, tit and pussy, body and soul. He'd probably seen how bored she was with Miro. And it was true. When the Dean had slipped his big, hard cock into her body she'd lost her innocence and became a slut. Thank God that Miro never saw how she'd behaved.

Would Miro be able to taste the sperm that she'd had in her mouth? The girl was afraid for a moment but when his kiss continued she relaxed. His hand was at her waist, moving under her clothes. Yes, it was working. But she had to act normally.

"Miro," Cathy said with a fake whimper, "Don't get ideas. We can't... you know... it's not safe." But she co-operated with his gentle assault and spread her legs apart to give him access to her pussy.

Miro knew then for sure that she wanted to trap him. She'd never let him get this far this quickly before. He easily buried three fingers in the cum-greased softness of her faithless cunt.

"My God, Cathy... you're so wet!"

"I... I'm embarrassed Miro. I was... I dreamed about you... that you were... you know... doing it... and I... I used my fingers."

"Is that all you used, darling? It feels so big there, like you used a cucumber," and roughly he slipped a fourth finger inside and got his thumb on her clitoris. "Will you come to bed with me?"

"Oh Miro... I shouldn't but... oh darling, I want you so much. Will you be gentle with me?"

Miro didn't reply, he just guided her to his bedroom, still holding her by her cum-sodden pussy. With his other hand he helped her disrobe and dropped his pants and shorts to free his throbbingly erect penis.

"It's so big, Miro," Cathy whimpered as she sprawled back on the messy bed. "Are you sure it will fit?"

"Your cunt is so well greased that a telephone pole would fit. You're a bitch Cathy. A bitch and a slut and we both know it." Miro mounted his girlfriend for the first time ever and hooked his elbows under her knees to lift her legs high and open her to his assault.

"What? Why? Why are you talking to me like that, darling?

"I know what you did tonight. I've heard what Professor Kaspar does... how girls do things for him and the Dean... to get marks." Miro looked down at Cathy as she lay with her legs held high and spread apart, her fat, wet cuntlips gaping. As he lowered his hips, directing his rigid tool to the beckoning slit he remembered how this little slut had squealed when the Dean skewered her with his mammoth cock. The memory sent a surge of obscene lust coursing through the young man's loins and he looked pridefully at his own organ. Not as thick as the Dean's but longer... and younger. He'd make this bitch regret that she'd spread her legs for those old men.

"Was it as thick as your wrist, bitch? Was the Dean's dong that big?" Miro slid in easily and the fact that her passage was greased by another man's gism sent another obscene thrill through him, "Damn, you're wet. Am I fucking a wet deck? Is that why you're so loose and sloppy?"

"Nooo... Miirooo noooo," Cathy wailed in heartbroken dismay. "It's not... I never... I wouldn't," but, despite her mental anguish, the feel of her boyfriend's cock sliding into her for the first time, rubbing over her clitoris and reaching depths that neither her cousin nor even the Dean had reached before. How would she convince Miro that his remarkably accurate speculations were wrong?

"Move that ass, baby. Move it like you did when the Dean was screwing you. C'mon bitch. Fuck up at me."

"I... I don't know how, Miro... I'm not... I haven't... I'll try," and bravely the girl began to hump up at her boyfriend.

"I bet he really made you cum, slut. He did... didn't he?"

"Nah... hanh... nah... never," the girl panted as her lover pounded her without mercy.

"Did the professor fuck you up the ass, Cathy? They say that's what he does." Miro withdrew from his girlfriend's steamy twat and looked at her anus that her leg-high position made easily accessible. The little, brown circle was not a puckered target with a tiny, black hole at the centre. It was wet from the juices that flowed from the girl's cunt and it still gaped slightly from being reamed by the professor's cock. With his hand, Miro directed the bulbous knob of his cock to the nether orifice.

"Don't... don't say those things, Miro. Why are you being so awful to me? You can do it... anything you want... I'm yours Miro... I love you," the girl sobbed, trying desperately to make him believe that what he was guessing happened didn't happen.

"Damn. I know I'm not the first in here, bitch," the man grunted as he pushed his cock past the sphincter. "The professor loosened you up, didn't he? That's OK. Your asshole is still tighter than your whorish cunt is after the Dean stretched it. You look sexy lying here with your legs in the air and my cock sliding in and out of your asshole. I bet you looked sexy when the professor's cock was in you, too."

"Please Miro... it's not true... nobody... you're the first... I swear it." Oh God. She was lost. He somehow seemed to know.

"You need this, baby," Miro grunted. "You need another big ol' cock up the asshole. Just think what your professor would think if he could see you now."

"Doohhnnt'tt... dohhnn't say that," Cathy sobbed and then suddenly her boyfriend pulled his cock out of her asshole.

"On your knees, bitch," Miro said harshly as he rolled the girl over and pulled her to a hands and knees position. "This is how bitches fuck." He drove his cock into her with a fast thrust, and Cathy cried out, her head whipping up and back. He dug his fingers into her hips and pulled back a little, then slapped her ass, the sound a loud CRACK of noise in the small room. She yelped, but as she did stuffed his boner into her to the hilt. Miro felt her hot, tight guts around his log and groaned in satisfaction. She'd be tighter next time, he thought, but even after being assfucked a short while ago and lubricated by the professor's sperm her rectum was tighter than her vagina.

"OhhH! Oohhhh! OhhH God! Oohhhh God!" the distraught, young woman whined.

Miro pulled back a few inches, and then thrust forward. Cathy gasped and lurched forward. He pulled back again, and then thrust in sharply. He ground his hips against her ass and then slapped her again.

"Oww!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" Miro gasped and he slid his boner back out of her ass tunnel until only the head remained, then drove it right back into her. He didn't care if she was his girlfriend. She was a hot assed, cheating slut that needed to be taught a lesson, and he was going to teach her before he threw her out.

He began fucking stronger, pumping steadily, but with growing speed, using the entire length of his cock. Soon he was pounding it into her, and she was yelping with every hard thrust. He was hammering his hips into her firm, round ass hard enough to leave bruises, and jerking her back to meet every thrust.

Cathy's head was bouncing up and down wildly, and her tits swung and wobbled as he pounded it to her as hard and fast as he could, getting kind of crazed with the lust and desire inside him. And as he did this Cathy's distress over what he thought and how he was treating her was submerged by the hot flood of erotic sensations that were washing over her body. She began to push her firm hips back at her boyfriend, inviting even deeper penetration of her cock-stuffed rectum.

Miro felt the girl's response and it made his aching balls swell even more, and then he picked up the pace, throwing a flurry of cock-strokes up her tail hole as his balls exploded. He cried out in elation, burying his cock up her tail, slamming into her so she fell forward onto her belly.

He fell atop her, his cock still deep in her guts. He continued to pump, though slowly now, crushing her to the bed as he ejaculated a hot, sticky load inside her. He groaned and slowed even more, until finally coming to rest inside her.

He was buried to the hilt in his girlfriend's tight asshole, and she was groaning and whimpering below him. He rolled slowly onto his left side, taking her with him, hugging her against him. He stroked her belly and breasts, then slid his hand down between her legs and stroked his finger against her clit.

She started whining and humping back against him almost at once, and in a minute she came again, her asshole spasming around his softening cock.

"Bet you wish there was more than one of me," Miro grunted maliciously. "Like tonight when you had two men to satisfy your lust. Am I right?"

"Miro... please Miro... you don't know what you're talking about," Cathy sobbed. What did he know? "You know I love you... and nobody else." As she sobbed out her reply Cathy gave a teasing wriggle against her lover, hoping she could convince him by demonstrating her love that way. If only she'd let him have her before tonight he wouldn't be acting this way, would he? It was as if he really knew what the men did to her... and thought that it was her fault.

"Now bitch, get me a drink," Miro ordered as he rolled off the young woman's inert body. "Get me a drink and then wash my cock."

Slavelike, Cathy went to the kitchen and poured her boyfriend a plum brandy. Then, her head hanging in shame, she got a facecloth from the bathroom and washed the man's groin area and especially his now limp penis.

"I saw you, Cathy. I saw you suck and fuck those men tonight."

"Miro... oh no... you didn't," the girl sobbed in alarm and it felt like her heart was sinking to her ankles.

"Yes I did... I saw that you liked it, too. Now bitch, suck my cock until it’s hard and then I'm going to fuck you again."

Tears coursed down Cathy's cheeks as her boyfriend grabbed her head and pushed it down to his groin. She took his flaccid organ in her fingers and guided it between her lips and felt it immediately begin to swell and stiffen.

"That's it, bitch. I saw what a great cocksucker you are. And when it's hard you're going to get on top of me and fuck me... and bring me off again." So what if he knocked her up. He'd still deny it.

A glimmer of hope warmed Cathy's breast as Miro's cock quickly became erect and hard as steel. Maybe she could make him forget... or forgive.

Miro released roughly grabbed her between her legs and then pulled her over on top of his naked body. Puppetlike the docile, young woman allowed him to move her to an upright position astride him. Without being told she inserted the bulbous knob inside her sodden fuckwell and sat down until his cock was buried to the hilt inside her vagina.

"Now ride me, baby. Bring me off." Miro mauled her breasts and her hips and she took his lead and began to slide back and forth and up and down and the sloppy clasp of her cum-flooded passage massaged the invader.

"Bitch! Whore! Slut! Fuck me," Miro spat. "I'm gong to cum. Use that cheating cunt to milk me, slut. I'm going to explode.

She held her body up from his chest with hands, lifting and lowering her greasy pussy over his rigidness. The sloshing sound of his cock stirring the semen in her pussy made her whimper with embarrassment tinged with lust. And the excitement she felt was having an effect on her boyfriend. He mauled her breasts and hips and watched her lustfully as she excited herself to a fever pitch

"You're so big and I'm so little!" murmured like a courtesan, shivering with excitement and hoping beyond hope that she could win him back. She dug her nails along his chest and then she gave a little cry and felt her body tingle like it'd been hit with a mild bolt of lightning. She was going to come! Again, after all that had been done to her tonight she was going to make it again.

"Miiirooo... Oohhhh do it to me hard... I'm about to flip out!"

Miro rolled her over on the bed. He was suddenly atop her, snorting like a wild bull. His glistening shaft slid in and out of her pussy like a wonderful piston made just for her personal pleasure. She wiggled her shapely hips up and down and rocked them sharply to increase the friction against the sensitive head of his cock. Miro moaned and snorted again, holding her firm ass in his big hands as he jabbed and fucked and plunged. The cum left by her professors squirted out around the tightened edges of her hole. For an instant she went rigid as the waves of fantastic pleasure jolted through her. Then she began to squirm like a speared rabbit, biting her boyfriend's shoulders, hugging him down onto her until she could barely breathe. He shuddered too. She felt something warm pour and jet inside her pussy. The warmth spread until it squirted out under pressure from under the petals that clung to the slackened, stiff meat.

"Uhhhhnnngh," Miro groaned, shuddering like a stallion who'd plugged a mare in heat. His cock went deep, filling the crevices of her body with the rich, hot seed. Cathy let her boyfriend kiss her, let his tongue slip over her own. She sucked it, nibbled it with her sharp teeth while his hips kept rolling and plunging. Her thighs were spread like the wings of a strange bird. She had given her boyfriend everything she had and he'd taken it too. She gave another whimpering sigh as her pussy spasmed with one last throb of pleasure.

"Now bitch, get me another drink," Miro commanded. Maybe this would work out. Maybe he could use what he'd seen to control her. Yes, he knew what he'd do. He had friends... older friends... and they'd like to fuck this pretty, young woman. He went to sleep dreaming about debauching the woman who, in his eyes, had betrayed him.

This story was prompted by an e-mail request from the Czech Republic. Miro was angry with his girlfriend because she wouldn’t do more than heavy petting and he had lewd fantasies of her being abused by older men. I hope this worked for him. If you have any comments you can send them to [email protected]