Despite the lateness of the hour, the handsome, sandy-haired young man continued staring intently at the textbook in front of him.
Young Norm Sheen was indeed as dedicated a student as Sue Daniels had ever laid eyes on. As a matter of fact, she was having a great deal of difficulty suppressing the STRONG sensual urges that suffused her entire body. As she finished dusting the final chair in the Delta Fraternity House of Childress College, where she was employed as a maid, she couldn't help but wish that the circumstances were different, and that young Norm were not so wrapped up in the biology class that he was taking during the summer session.
As she finished dusting, she walked over toward young Norm.
"Your dedication is awe-inspiring," the slender, lovely blonde exclaimed with a smile.
The young man, for the first time in several minutes, looked up from'the large textbook into which he had been pouring his intellectual activities.
"Yeah, a lot of technical stuff in here," he smiled, "but you've got to master it if you want to become a doctor."
"You're as determined a young pre-med student as this college could ever hope to find," she said.
He smiled, happy over being complimented.
"Thank you," he said.
"Have you always wanted to become a doctor, Norm?"
"From the time I was a little kid, anyway," he nodded. "A lot of the other guys would be out playing baseball and football. Oh, I did enough of that, too, but here's where I differed from them. I had my own little doctor's kit and I was always talking to imaginary patients. Sometimes I'd even drive my brothers and sisters and my parents mad by pretending like I was consulting with them as a doctor."
"Then it's quite obvious you want it. You've got a goal and you're actively pursuing it."
"Yeah, you'd sure have to say that," he grinned. "Concentrating on it to the point of bleary-eyed exhaustion a lot of the time."
"Just don't overdo it," she said. "Studying too much can push you to the point of diminishing returns. I mean, where you can't do much of anything anymore. It can affect you as much as not studying enough."
"You mean by going stale."
"That's right."
"Maybe you've got a point," he shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I just know I've gotta keep pushing myself."
"Yes. You HAVE to push. You just have to find out how hard. Find out and not exceed that limit. Of course, I guess that's a whole lot easier said than done."
"It sure IS," Norm Sheen said. "You know, I can see it now. Me in my own office. I've been dreaming about it for so long. Making hospital calls. Operating. The whole thing. I sure would like to go into cardiology. That's the area of medicine that I'd love."
"I guess that's a fascinating area. What draws you to it?"
"Oh, all the great advancements that are taking place," the handsome young man's eyes beamed.
The beautiful blonde was smoldering once more, particularly when she saw the bright, cheery look in the young man's expressive gray eyes emerging. How she would have liked to have taken him into her arms at that very moment. She could feel his chest tightly plunging against her breasts. Oh, how she needed him, or somebody like him. All the while, as she envisioned just what Norm would be like sexually, he continued telling her about why he was fascinated by the field of cardiology.
"My hero right now is Doctor Christian Barnard," he related. "Imagine. Just imagine. Being responsible for something like a heart transplant. Here's a man who's making a significant contribution to mankind. That's what I'd like to do. Another man I so greatly admired was the late Doctor Paul Dudley White. You know who I'm talking about, don't you?"
"I believe I've heard the name somewhere," she said.
Once more she went back to the act of mentally undressing the handsome young man who was now gesturing animatedly with both hands as he talked about a subject that was of profound interest to him. She could see herself unzipping his trousers, then reaching down into his crotch and pulling out his hard, bulging cock. Up and down she could see herself pumping against the warmth of his tumid shaft until, finally, he would- gasp and shout helplessly, urging her on to the next phase of the act.
With that she would strip and ease her legs apart As she wiggled her hips seductively, he would push his hard, throbbing cock forward, grinding it intimately into the wet warmth of her aroused vagina.
"Doctor White was I guess best known to most people for being the heart specialist who served former President Dwight Eisenhower," Norm Sheen explained quickly. "But he WAS a real genius in the field. I've read just about everything he's ever written. All of his books as well as the many articles I've been able to find in medical journals. I guess if he wrote it, though, I read it."
"Yes, I would say so."
The young man continued talking, revealing principles of cardiology that Doctor White had written about. As he revealed to her the late Doctor White's theories relating to exercise and the beneficial cardiovascular effects, she could once again envision his hard, tumid shaft pounding with surging anxiety into the intimate wetness of her pussy.
Already there was a dampness beginning to surface in her panties. Beads of sweat started to form on her forehead in the warmth of the late summer evening.
The lovely blonde knew one thing. She had to get away from Norm Sheen right now. If she didn't, she realized, then she might very easily succumb and do something drastic, engage in an act that could possibly cost her her job, a job that she had only had since the end of the spring term.
"I hate to cut this illuminating conversation short," she smiled, "but I've got to be going. Norm. I'll leave you to burning as much midnight oil as you deem appropriate. And I'll be on my way."
"Yeah, I guess I'll be burning a little more," he grinned. "Anyway, I sure enjoyed talking to you. I'm sorry if I bored you by unloading too many technical details on you. It's just that I get so wrapped up in this subject that I could talk for hours."
"Quite the contrary," the blonde maid smiled. "I ENJOYED it."
"You did?"
"Very much. As a matter of fact, I think I know who my regular doctor will be in a few more years. With such dedication and intelligence I know you'll be a success and I certainly would feel confident going to you."
"Gosh, that inspires me all the more to study harder," Norm Sheen laughed. "Makes you feel good when people express confidence in you."
"In your case I think it's justified," she said. "With that I guess I'll be leaving. So good-night. Norm, and I wouldn't study too much later. After all, you want to be sharp for the lectures tomorrow."
"That's TRUE. Wouldn't want to fall asleep in class," he chuckled. "Anyway, good-night. Sue. I'm sorry if I talked your leg off."
"No, I enjoyed it. I really did," she said.
As the maid left the study hall and walked out into the warm evening air, she was in a form of agony. Once again she could see this young man pushing his body insistently forward, shoving his huge rock-hard cock into her burning cunt.
She walked into the almost deserted parking lot across the street, climbing into her light blue Volkswagen and driving back to the small apartment where she lived by herself.
Just one short year earlier her life had been completely different, she thought as she drove down the darkened, deserted streets of the small Nebraska town.
The town of Childress, Nebraska, was situated roughly half-way between the thriving capital of Lincoln and the bustling city of Omaha.
As she pulled into the driveway of the small apartment building where she lived, the beautiful blonde stepped out of her Volkswagen and began thinking some more about her past life, which seemed somehow to be a part of an ancient past, even though her memory was only reflecting back about one year.
Yes, that was when her whole life began to crumble. That and her marriage to Frank Daniels, who had been such an enterprising and successful insurance agent with his own office in downtown Lincoln, just a few blocks away from the State Legislature, the only one-house Legislature in the United States, for which it and Nebraska became famous.
Frank's problem, however, was a combination of philandering and gambling. He liked in particular to wager large sums of money on University of Nebraska football games. A dedicated and impassioned follower of the Big Red from the time at which former Coach Bob Devany put the school back on the map as a gridiron power, he attended every home game, flew to a select number of road games, and wagered increasingly larger sums of money as the years went by.
Not only did he wager money on football. Once that the gambling bug finally overtook him, he started staying up late in the evenings playing poker for large sums as well. His poker efforts were the same as those in the football wagering. In both cases he was markedly unsuccessful.
When he began to lose INCREASINGLY larger sums of money at gambling, Frank's flight from responsibility increased by leaps and bounds. He began to drink heavily and, in addition, started playing around. At first he had been totally committed to the beautiful young blonde that he had met when they were both students at Missouri University. But now he seemed to find it necessary to entertain an increasingly expanding stable of women.
Finally the frustrations of living with an intolerable man, who in addition to demonstrating fits of temper, was having sex with quite a number of women, she knew that the marriage could not last. Additionally, his insurance practice, which was once thriving, was slowing down to a trickle.
As she entered her small apartment and walked immediately into the bedroom, easing her tired body downward onto the bed, she thought about the closing months of their marriage. Frank was on the verge of bankruptcy, and it was just a question of time before they lost the beautiful home in which they lived, a lovely country home situated just a few miles outside the city.
Since it was a particularly warm evening, the lovely Sue Daniels decided that she would sleep in her skimpy panties and bra. She eased out of her white maid's uniform and lay stretched out on the bed, wearing her light blue bikini panties and matching brassiere. She took a brief look at herself in the mirror, recognizing that, as always, her figure was superb.
She was what one could call an average-sized girl, five-foot-four-inches in height, but her figure was anything but average. It was downright captivating, with firm, upthrusted breasts and lean, sleekly tapered thighs and trim ankles.
As she lay there stretched out on the bed, she thought about her ultimate retaliation against Frank. As he stayed away from home more and more and, even on those occasions when he was at home, engaged in sex with her less and less, she felt a crying need for some kind of fulfilling, satisfying sex. It had all happened so spontaneously, one afternoon, when a young man, a plumber named Matt, was doing some work fixing her sink.
Matt had told her that he was a sophomore at the University of Nebraska. He helped his father out by working part time as a plumber. After all, it was his father's company, and if he could provide his father with some help in exchange for money, which he needed during his college years, then both could be benefited.
Actually, that afternoon the beautiful blonde turned out to be benefited. As the sandy-haired young man worked conscientiously on her sink, she decided to get out of her slacks and put on a pair of cream-colored shorts. It hadn't, she recalled, even been all that warm that spring afternoon, but she had wanted to daringly show her smooth ivory legs to the young plumber.
After he finished fixing her sink she began engaging him in conversation. The longer they talked the more smoldering the urges that surfaced within her.
"You've got a beautiful figure" he finally told her breathlessly as she stood only a scant few inches away from him, her penetrating blue eyes staring into his gray eyes.
"Thank you, honey," she said softly. "You're not so bad yourself."
With that young Matt threw his lips instinctively forward, letting them land with thundering impact against the hungry, sex-starved young blonde woman's.
Immediately Sue felt the tremors of sensual anxiety flowing through her whole adrenalin-charged body. Yes, she was supercharged with the electricity of lovemaking as the young man's warmly plunging lips continued to sink repeatedly against her own. She sucked in her breath as he deliriously and desirously continued sending his lips spiritedly against hers, after which he then suddenly released them.
Young Matt thrust his stirring, moist red tongue forward once more, and this time he pushed his body toward hers. Matt permitted his chest to salaciously rub against the enticing warmth of her beautiful breasts. Even though he was wearing a white T-shirt and she a blouse, they still were able to derive a great deal of erotic pleasure and satisfaction from the electrifying body contact that passed spiritedly between them.
When she failed to object to anything that the young man did, continuing to stare at him in a starry-eyed fashion, her head pointed skyward. He pushed his searing red tongue forward and let it soothingly glide once more inside of her mouth.
Matt's stirring tongue sharply dazzled the shapely blonde beauty with its quick, determined pyrotechnics. Searingly he let its commanding wetness make itself profoundly felt as he pushed his tongue resoundingly against hers, enjoying every twisting stab that they shared with mutual lust. She savored the invigorating warmth of his smooth, wet tongue pushing against his as their saliva electrically interspersed.
By then Matt was letting both of his torrid hands circulate freely through the lovely blonde's exquisite, silky smooth hair. Up and down he commandingly asserted his fingers with skill and dexterity, and all the while he inhaled the captivating fragrance of the exotic perfume that she had applied.
When their searing tongue kiss came to an abrupt end. Matt knew that this gorgeous woman was his. No longer were there any restraints on the part of either one of them.
Sue's head spun and, before she knew it, she had led young Matt into the bedroom. She listened to the sounds of her intense, heavy breathing as she looked into the sensation-fit led eyes of Matt, whose fingers moved stirringly as he pulled off her shorts, then her blouse. He was now prepared to remove her panties and bra.
His eyes mushroomed with expanding desire as he undid her bra straps, watching with sublime joy as the blonde beauty's bra popped free of her firm, erotic tits and landed on the floor.
"OOOOHHHH, WHAT BOOBS, OHHH, WHAT A FANTASTIC PAIR OF TITS," he declared excitedly.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, ADMIRE THEM, TOUCH THEM," she cried out hungrily. "MY DARLING. OHHHH, I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU WANT ME. HOW MUCH YOU WANT TO TOUCH ME. OHHHH, I'M HUNGRY, TOO. HOW I NEED YOU."
"You poor, beautiful baby," the young man shook his head. "I get the feeling your husband's not giving you anything."
"Very little."
"The DAMN fool."
"He's going after other women, honey. And even when he tries to make it, he's usually too drunk to be able to perform. He can hardly get the DAMN thing up."
"He's gotta be CRAZY. I mean, if I had a beautiful woman like you I'd keep you under lock and key. I wouldn't want you to get out of the house. And I'd keep you serviced regular."
"I'll just bet you would. As a matter of fact, I'm gonna give you a chance to practice what you're preaching right now."
"Great. I want you."
He pushed his quick, steaming tongue forward once more. It trembled slightly as he let it connect initially with her taut left nipple. He teased the distended strawberry nipple with quick, proficient stabs, after which he then began to extend his searing movements to her entire breast area.
Her response was immediate as she began to gasp and gulp, her slinking body twisting sharply as he propelled his blazing tongue with sturdy fervor and impassioned joy. The quicker that he drove his steam-driven tongue, letting it propel against her searing, twisting breasts, the greater amount of sweeping exhilaration that the blonde felt surging through her electrified body. All of a sudden she felt lighter than air and the tension that had dominated her earlier was no longer present.
instinctively young Matt noticed the contrast. Even though he knew that the beautiful Sue wanted to have sex with him, he could also tell that she was not the type of woman who was used to stepping out on her husband, despite how badly she had been mistreated by him. This, he sensed, was a major turning point in her life, the recognition that her husband was not going to supply her with the basic needs that she craved, and now here he was, looking after those needs, determined to provide her with the ultimate in searing physical attention.
He loved the fact that now her body was relaxing, growing accustomed to his style of iovemaking as she lay there sprawled out on the bed, gasping as his charging tongue moved sharply, lancing against the warmth of her firm, alabaster breasts.
After touching the dazzling valley which resided between her smooth, conical mammaries. Matt went back to work again, this time allowing his tongue to spiritedly attack her right breast. He had provided her left tit with a stirring once-over, and now he was letting it plunge against her other shapely globe, and she responded breathlessly by shoving her tits up to meet his quick, urgent tongue thrusts.
Within a matter of seconds Matt had bathed her in his warm, wet saliva, letting his seethingly moist red tongue move with uninhibited zeal as it twisted and thrust against her fleshy white orb.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, OHHHH, THE WAY YOU'RE PLAYING WITH MY TITS, THE WAY YOU'RE SUCKING THEM, OOOHHH, KEEP IT GOING, KEEP IT GOING," she thundered. "OHHH, BABY, ARE YOU EVER TURNING ME ON. OOOHHH, TURN ME ON WITH YOUR HOT TONGUE. YES, OOOHHH, LET IT TWIST. OHHHH, LET IT SLIDE. I LOVE IT, OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I REALLY LOVE IT."
The faster that his charging tongue proceeded, the quicker that the blonde's entire body reacted. It was as if she was suddenly coming of age. She could not help but think that this was every bit as major a turning point in her sexual life as was the shedding of her virginity, which had taken place with Frank when they were both students at the university.
"OOOHHH, DARLING, KEEP SUCKING ME, KEEP IT UP, KEEP YOUR TONGUE DRIVING," she exclaimed.
All the while. Matt continued to let his quickly pistoning red tongue go to work. With rhythmic precision he fastened his spirited red tongue against the warmth of her searing breast flesh. He could hear the gasping sounds emanating from her, prompting him to move even faster and more confidently with the knowledge that he was getting through to her.
It THRILLED Matt to realize that he was turning on this beautiful woman in such an obvious fashion. He occasionally, whenever he had time to sufficiently devote to the subject, was able to score with some willing coeds at school. On so many occasions, however, they would balk and complain, and he would wind up getting nothing more than a half-hearted hand job in exchange for a thorough tongue job. He considered himself to be an expert at pussy sucking, and a number of the girls that he went with would allow him access to their quivering twats, enjoying the spirited movements of his juicy tongue, but when it came time for reciprocation, he would have to settle for a reluctant hand job.
Here was a woman, however, who was mature.
who'd been around, and who apparently had few if any hangups when it came to sex. Yes, she'd been a little fearful in the beginning, recognizing that she was stepping out on her husband. But no longer was guilt or trepidation a factor. No, he realized that they wanted each other with an equivalent amount of sensual desire, and he would show her just how much he had to offer, and how strongly he desired the beautiful, succulent body of the ravishing blonde.
When Matt finished his zealous tit sucking, he looked down at his beautiful lover's blue bikini panties. He had already finished stripping off her bra, so now all that remained as far as separating her from total nudity was concerned, was reaching down and clutching at her warm, silky panties, removing them from her.
His fingers instinctively reached down and imbedded themselves sharply against the elastic waistband of her filmy panties. Once more the stunning blonde's body tensed. It dawned on her anew just what was about to happen. The crucial juncture would soon be reached, one in which she would be stripped of her panties, after which her handsome, confident young collegiate lover would be able to stare at anything, including her smooth, scintillating cunt.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, STRIP ME," she begged. "COME ON, OHHHH, YOU WANT TO TAKE EVERYTHING OFF. OKAY, OHHHH, ALL YOU'VE GOTTA DO IS TAKE OFF MY PANTIES. SWEETHEART, OOOHHH, TAKE THEM OFF. YES, TAKE THEM OFF RIGHT NOW."
Her smooth, trim legs kicked back and forth as she heaved several deep sighs. Her lover's searing fingers reached down and made a quick grab for her panties as he slid the silky material down her sleekly tapered legs. All the while his heart thundered and his desire intensified. As he listened to the erotic scraping sounds of her panties making contact with the firmness of her richly sensuous legs, he trembled slightly, his pulse speeding up more appreciably than ever.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, WHAT FANTASTIC LEGS," he gulped. "OHHHH, HONEY, YOU'VE GOT IT ALL."
"COME ON, OHHHH, STRIP ME, DARLING," she exclaimed, her firm, sleek white buttocks twisting back and forth restlessly.
Matt kept assertively gliding her panties down her smooth, trim thighs until they finally reached Sue's ankles. By then his eyes were fully hypnotized by the enriching beauty of her vanilla-colored pubic mound. He longed to reach out, to provide her with intimate attention between her long, sleekly tapered thighs, hoping to excite her no end.
CHAPTER TWO
Matt's burning fingers continued to glide the shapely blonde beauty's panties down her legs.
He loved the way that those well-tapered thighs continued to kick back and forth with unrestrained glee. Matt could not help but observe with great satisfaction just how much different this mature married woman was from the girls he knew at school. It was one thing to get a reluctant hand job after services rendered with his searing tongue inside the dampness of their inflamed pussies, but something else again to be like Sue, who craved his every touch, and who, he knew, would want to reciprocate in every measure the impassioned contribution he was making.
After removing her panties, he tossed them casually aside, then reached out with his right hand and began to slide his fingers with scorching desire against the warmth of her pubic bush. He loved tickling the blonde hairs with his smooth, responsive finger strokes. The quicker that he slid his twisting fingers against her velvety vagina, the louder that her gasps became as she recognized just how much had transpired between them in such a brief period of time. She had not felt this happy or liberated in months. It was as if all of her troubles had suddenly disappeared. Frank no longer existed, nor did his economic difficulties, or any of the ponderous burdens that she had been forced to endure over the course of the last few months. No, there was just herself and a horny young college student, a part-time plumber, who wanted to provide her with the ultimate in physical satisfaction.
She could not help but notice the almost magical manner in which Matt manipulated his stirring fingers as they worked soothingly against the increasing dampness of her blonde pubic bush. The quicker that his tingly fingers slid against her hot, invigorating, moist slit, the faster that her sweeping firm buttocks responded as they twisted lasciviously under the hot, captivating strokes that he sent against her aroused cunt.
A few strokes later, after heaving a loud, deep sigh. Matt decided to shove his fingers in all the way, to let them come into brisk contact with her pink, aroused vaginal walls.
His stirring fingers moved sharply and precisely as they approached his lover's hot, juicy vagina. As he tickled her clitoris, she heaved a louder gasp than before. By then her entire body was twisting with steaming rapidity.
"OOOHHH, YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO REACT," he gulped. "OHHHH, I LOVE A WOMAN THO TURNS ON. IT TURNS ME ON THAT MUCH MORE. OHHHH, HONEY, THE WAY THAT BUTT OF YOURS IS MOVING. OOOHHH, WHAT A FANTASTIC BUTT."
"OH, DARLING, OOOHHH, COME ON, KEEP YOUR FINGERS MOVING," she sighed. "HONEY, OOOHHH, HOW I WANT YOU. HOW I NEED YOU. COME ON, OOOHHH, TURN ME ON. YES, YES, OOOHHH, IT FEELS SO GREAT. SO WONDERFUL. SO WARM."
Urged on by her desirous comments, he briskly slid his eager fingers into the wonderful wet intimacy of her electrified vagina. Occasionally he would let them ease sensitively against her clitoris. Every time that he did that budding node of sensitive sensuality would erupt in that much greater a state of feverish anxiety.
The wetter that Sue's velvety vagina became, the quicker that Matt's intense fingers swiftly darted as he pushed them with ever-accelerating speed.
The faster he fervently ground his fingers inside the seethingly moist slit, the nearer he knew that he was pushing the impassioned, gasping blonde toward a dazzling climax. If he could just bring her off once with his finger efforts, he reasoned, then she would be even more aroused, and more desirous of him and everything he had to offer.
His fingers raced stirringly inside the sweltering moistness of her puckered pussy, and he felt overjoyed at the way she was reacting. This beautiful blonde was just TOO GOOD to be true. It was frustrating for him to have such horny sexual desires but not have the kind of steady release that he would have liked. Between the time he spent in school, the time he spent working for his father, and all the up-tight young women he dealt with, he would often feel highly frustrated. What he wanted was a smoldering bitch in heat, somebody who could match the intensity of his own feelings. Apparently, he realized, this gorgeous blonde woman felt the same way. Her husband had given her the short shrift, and now here she was, panting, seeking to have her needs fulfilled.
He watched the blonde's quivering hips with ever-mounting joy, recognizing how closely he was moving toward the beautiful moment when the drops of her sweet, womanly nectar would splash from her aroused, flowering womanhood and into his hand.
"OHHHH, I'M ALMOST THERE, OOOHHH, ALMOST THERE," she panted. "OHHHHH, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BODY. OOOHHH, WHAT FANTASTIC FINGER ACTION. KEEP IT UP, KEEP IT UP"
She heaved several more lusty sighs, then braced herself, her legs trembling with quivering anxiety as she awaited her orgasm.
A'few strokes later the juices started to spurt from her inflamed pussy. As the orgasmic flood tide flowed with great exhuberance, she let out a loud, fervent gasp.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YOU BROUGHT ME OFF," she sighed, "OHHHH, DARLING, OOOHHH, KEEP YOUR FINGERS MOVING. YES, OOOHHH, DO IT, DO IT, DO IIIIITTTT."
He released his quivering fingers from the blonde's intensely wet, velvety vagina. He looked down at the enticing sight of her pink, fleshy slit as he let his head slide down between Sue's nakedly splayed thighs. Upon picking up the musky scent of her womanliness, intermingled with the fragrance of perfume, he became hungrier than ever. His stomach churned with ravenous anxiety as he prepared to launch into some quick tongue action.
Matt pushed his probing red tongue sturdily forward, letting it begin to lash and lick against Sue's warm, firm left thigh. Every time he touched her with his sweltering tongue, her entire body twitched from the mounting electricity that stirred her like an inferno.
Recognizing the great sensitivity that she possessed, he made certain that he exercised stroke control in just the proper manner. He did not want to go too quickly for fear that she would get prematurely excited. There was one thing that young Matt wanted to do and it was to let things gradually develop so that he could enjoy every stirring moment of this passionate, enjoyable sex.
"COME ON, KEEP GRINDING, KEEP YOUR TONGUE GRINDING," she panted. "COME ON, OHHHH, KEEP IT UP, DARLING. HOW I LOVE YOUR HOT TONGUE, YOUR FANTASTIC TONGUE. ITS A BEAUTIFUL TONGUE. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, KEEP IT DRIVING. OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK, SUUUUUUK!"
His jet-propelled tongue kept fervently gliding, working with dazzling joy and uninhibited desire as it pressed against the warmth of her silky smooth thigh. When he released his tongue from her quivering left thigh, he then began to attack her right, exercising his piercing tongue more quickly and forcefully than when he sucked her other thigh.
Matt's driving tongue continued picking up the flowing pace as it worked with spirited zeal. The faster he twisted it, the closer he inevitably pushed his lover to the point where her stirred-up pussy juices would gush from her hot, savory twat.
He released his tongue from the trembling blonde's thighs. Matt reached down and let his sweltering fingers slide smoothly over them.
"OOOHHH, WHAT FANTASTIC LEGS!" he gasped. "OOOHHH, NOW THEY'RE NICE AND MOIST. OOOHHH, IT MAKES ME ALL THE HORNIER JUST STARING AT THEM."
"HONEY, OOOHHH, YOUR TONGUE DID A JOB," she exclaimed, her ripe, firm buttocks gliding back and forth. "COME ON, REALLY FUCK ME. YOU'RE GONNA DO IT. YOU'RE REALLY GONNA DO IT."
"I'm a fantastic tongue man," Matt winked.
"I'll bet you are. And I'll bet your tongue is gonna do a terrific job inside my pussy. Isn't that right?"
"It sure is."
"Okay. We're gonna do it. We're gonna make quite a team."
Once more Matt picked up the invigorating feminine scent of the beautiful blonde's womanliness as he dropped his head down between her scalding thighs, pushing his piercing tongue toward her warm flesh pit.
His heart began reverberating with sudden leaps and bounds as he pushed his stirring red tongue frantically forward, letting it to slide with uninhibited zeal as it projected inside the moistness of her dampened cunt.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, AM I EVER ON FIRE," she grunted. "COME ON, OHHHH, SUCK ME. YES, OOOHHH, MOVE YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY PUSSY. DARLING, OOOHHH, THERE'S A VOLCANO READY TO EXPLODE. YOU'RE GONNA DO IT WITH YOUR TONGUE. WITH YOUR HOT, FANTASTIC TONGUE. SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK ME REALLY NICE."
As her flowing hips moved lustfully, his quick, plunging tongue pushed inside of her. He loved every tantalizing crevice of her pink, hairy slit, and every now and then he would withdraw his probing tongue from her fleshy mound just long enough to tickle her matted, curly pubic hairs with his tongue, hairs that had already been dampened from the combination of his earlier efforts and her own stirring juices.
"OOOHHH, I'M TINGLING ALL OVER, OOOHHH, I FEEL SO GOOD, SO GOOD, SO LIBERATED," a thoroughly excited Sue gulped. "COME ON, OOOHHH, YOUR TONGUE IS SO GOOD. IT'S SO GREAT. COME ON, DARLING, OOOHHH, KEEP IT MOVING. YES, SLIDE IT INSIDE ME. OOOHHH, TONGUE ME, REALLY TONGUE ME."
Matt loved listening to the sounds of her heavy breathing, along with the imploring commands that she shouted to him, which only served to excite him that much more. Her toes wiggled with earnest desire as Matt sustained his rapid-fire pace, continuing to shove his surging, naked red tongue deep inside the steaming inferno of her inflamed cunt, which would soon have to gush spurting love juice.
After a few more strokes, the blonde braced herself, her electrified body tensing briefly.
Sensing that the moment was close at hand, he reached down and made a quick grab for her wiggling, satiny buttocks. Matt's torrid fingers sank against her fleshy ass cheeks with great joy as his tongue kept burying itself within the electrified folds of her agitated cunt.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, KEEP IT GOING," an ecstatic Sue gulped breathlessly. "OHHHH, KEEP IT GOING. I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, SUCK ME, DARLING. OOOHHH, SUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, COME ON, SUCK ME."
His spearing tongue kept on finding the mark, pushing its way with salacious ecstasy inside his lover's slippery slit as the juices prepared to gush from her sizzling orifice.
"SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK MEEEE," she emphatically exclaimed.
Finally the impending explosion that surged through her intensified vagina could no longer wait. As Matt's tingling tongue kept connecting with every wet crevice of her dilating organ, focusing requently on her sensation-ridden clitoris, the juices began to tumultuously spill from her emblazoned pussy and flow gushingly into Matt's mouth.
She felt like a fool for depriving herself of such stirring action for so LONG. Her terrible husband, her BASTARD husband, had left her alone. In his state of confusion he had seduced scores of other women while she literally vegetated, desiring sexual activity, but never being able to satisfactorily derive it. Now here she was, her hips and buttocks twisting and twitching, heaving deep, excitement-filled sighs and gasps as the thundering droplets of her flaming juice catapulted from her organ and into the young man's mouth.
As her juices kept on volcanically spurting, the blonde flipped her grinding buttocks upward, her entire supercharged body twisting as the orgasm continued to spray, splashing inside of Matt's mouth.
When Matt slowly withdrew his tongue from her aroused pussy, he reached down and quickly unzipped his trousers.
"I suppose I should take my clothes off" he said with a measure of urgency, "but I don't think I will."
"Why not?" his lover asked breathlessly. "I'm too fucking excited," he told her emphatically. "I've got to get my kicks and get them fast. Oh, I was hopin' I could slow things down a little, but I can't. No, not when I'm this excited. Now when I've turned on this much from the tongue action."
"Oh, honey, it's like we were made for each other," she smiled brightly.
"Yeah, you get that feeling. I mean, right from the time that I pushed my lips against yours I realized that you were something special. And that this was something special."
"We do have something special between us." "Yeah, and that's why I've got to consumate it. I've gotta shove my prick inside that same Juicy slit I was sucking. Ohhhh, I'm so turned on I can't stand it. Just thinking about it is almost enough to make me orgasm."
"You're a hot man, so I can believe it," she smiled at him with admiration.
As a means of enticing him even more. Sue Daniels extended her luscious legs lewdly, then flipped her buttocks resoundingly upward. Back and forth she let them sharply undulate, and as they did, her breasts cascaded at the same time. She kept on heaving long, deep sighs, and as she did her horny lover unzipped his trousers and withdrew his turgid, blue-veined cock from his bulging shorts.
"OOOHHH, WHAT A COCK, WHAT A FANTASTIC COCK," she shrieked.
The moment that Sue observed the size of his thundering, blood-engorged member, the blue veins of which were swelling prominently, she knew that his desire was overwhelming. It was just a question of how long he could contain his thick white sperm inside of his swollen, hairy testicles.
Her eyes moved swiftly from Mart's thundering cock to his bloated balls, and as they did, she extended her smooth legs some more.
Matt reached out, making a quick grab for her fleshy, white thighs. He let his fingers clasp sharply around her legs, and all the while he was preparing to perseveringly propel his stinging, erect shaft deep inside her gaping womanhood.
Once more his alert eyes were captivated by the enticing sight of Sue's warm, fleshy pink pussy. It gave him a feeling of accomplishment to know that he had provided her with so many sensations, and that they in turn had drawn her out sufficiently so that she was now willing to let him hurl his meaty, flame-filled cock into the fiery furnace between her quivering thighs.
His sharp, insistent fingers continued carefully massaging her warm, eagerly extended legs. Sue could scarcely stand it herself. She knew that she would be juicing again, but she was hoping that she could at least detain her orgasm until her handsome lover was plunging his prodding cock into the intimate depths of her pussy. The harder that he squeezed with his strong fingers, the softer that her sensual moans became as Sue anticipated the swift and decisive entry of his scalding cock inside the wet warmth of her scorching womb.
"I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU," she emphatically declared.
"You're gonna have me," he winked. "You just BET you are."
"My darling. I can't get enough of you. Ohhh, I guess I was starving to death. Starving. I couldn't get any sexual fulfillment."
"Well, I'm glad you met me then," he grinned. "I needed somebody like you, too. Somebody who's not afraid to cut loose. To show a little emotion."
"Oh, I've got that. I've got it just being around you."
"Good. That's great."
Before Matt actually launched into his penis activity, he decided to penetrate the lovely blonde once more with his driving fingers. They quickly found the fleshy opening of her pink, still-sweltering cunt. Her hips and legs tightened as he moved his fingers against her aroused clitoris.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, DARLING," she swooned. "WHEN YOU TOUCH MY CLIT. OHHHH, I GET SO TURNED ON. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT. OOOHHH, I REALLY CANT STAND IT."
Matt withdrew his emblazoned fingers suddenly from his lover's willing, moist cunt. By then he was ready to launch into his swift prick assault. In fact, by then there was no way that he could hold himself back.
His fiery fingers suddenly reached out and grabbed sensitively for his lover's sharply protruding buttocks. It made Matt feel good to touch the smooth, trim outline of her fleshy white ass globes as he simultaneously pushed his long, stirring cock forward, letting it propel swiftly inside her pink, searingly moist nest.
She extended her naked, trembling thighs even more than before, heaving a series of deep gasps as Matt's poundingly pulsating cock relentlessly made its way for the first time inside the wet, compliant warmth of her tight vagina.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, OHHHH, REALLY SCREW MEEEE," she grunted. "HONEY, OOOHHH, FUCK ME. YES, OOOHHH, SHOVE YOUR HARD COCK INSIDE ME. OOOHHH, SCREW ME, OOOHHH, GIVE ME A GOOD FUUUUUCK."
She jerked her hips aggressively in a state of overwhelming frenzy, reacting sharply to Matt's every charging stab. She knew fully well just how badly she needed to be fucked. Yes, her damned husband had put her in this state, and so there was no reason why she should feel guilty. Did she? Well, at first she felt a little uncomfortable about turning on with another man, particularly somebody who was at least a decade younger than herself. But she was a hot young woman with craving sexual needs, and since Frank would not provide her with the amount of satisfaction that she needed to maintain herself, then someone else would, and this someone happened to be young Matt.
All the while he kept on fervently hammering away with his steaming cudgel, manipulating it steadily and self-assuredly as it pushed decisively inside the wetness of her vaginal canal. She recognized that she needed this kind of activity, the crunching cock stabs that were injecting stirring excitement throughout her whole invigorated body.
"KEEP FUCKING, KEEP FUCKING, KEEP FUCKING," she sighed.
His stiff, all-conquering spear kept on propelling sturdily and deeply as it worked its way with unimpeded delight inside of her. Every now and then Matt would slow up his pace, looking into his lover's captivatingly beautiful blue eyes while he did so.
Everything about Sue Daniels impressed him, including the manner in which her face would noticeably redden during the course of the sweltering sexual activity. She looked exceedingly sexy that way, particularly when the beads of sweat started to surface on her forehead as she watched him grit, his teeth and drive his steady, sturdy shaft forward, pushing it into the tight, pulsating inner confines of her hot, receptive mound.
Her beautifully tapered legs kept kicking restlessly as she provided him with a willing and open target. Soon Matt was on the verge of a wild orgasm, and knew that the thick, stirring white droplets of thundering volcanic sperm would be gushing from the end of his tumid shaft and into the tightness of her hot vagina.
As she wiggled her hips and curled her toes. Sue tightened her pussy, letting it fasten with the utmost fervence against the hard, intruding ramrod that kept on pushing with crunching impact against the wetness of her inflamed organ.
"HONEY, OOOHHH, KEEP FUCKING ME, COME ON, FUCK ME, DRIVE YOUR COCK INSIDE ME," she loudly intoned. "OOOHHH, OOOHHH, COME ON, OOOHHH, IT'S SO GREAT. YOUR COCK IS SO GREAT. OOOHHH, FUCK ME WITH IT, YES, OOOHHH, SCREW ME. OOOHHH, SCREW ME NICE. OOOHHH, WHAT A PRICK, OOOHHH, WHAT A FANTASTIC, TREMENDOUS COCK."
Her quivering legs moved with increased rapidity as her body control assumed even greater proportions. She shoved her smooth, white hillocks of buttocks flesh upward, continuing to meet the quick, charging stabs of his spearing, fluid-filled shaft.
By then Matt was reaching down and slapping at his gorgeous lover's trembling, satiny buttocks, causing her to feel even more spine-tingling emotion as the juices started bolting from her searingly moist pink slit. Her hips curled eagerly, seeking to accommodate his every driving penis thrust.
She heaved one more sigh, then closed her eyes as she prepared to receive Matt's churling orgasm.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I'M ABOUT READY TO SHOOT," he told her breathlessly. "OHHHH, MY BALLS ARE ACHING. DAMN, OOOHHH, THEY'RE ON FIRE, ON FIRE, REALLY ON FIRE."
"OOOHHH, HONEY, OOOHHH, FUCK ME, COME ON, KEEP IT UP, KEEP SCREWING MEEEEE," she loudly exclaimed. "OOOHHH, FUCK ME, GIVE ME A GOOD SCREW. OOOHHH, SCREW ME, SCREW ME, SCREW ME."
Matt looked down and frantically surveyed his ever-swelling testicles, never missing a beat as he continued vigorously pumping with his stiff, sturdy cock.
A few timely strokes later, the juices began to explode from the torrid tip of his huge, aroused cock. Matt kept looking down at his lustfully spraying organ, happy that his intensified sperm was splashing in a sea of glory inside of the lovely blonde's burning, twisting twat.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, ME, TOO, OOOHHH, I'M SHOOTING, SHOOTING, SHOOTING," she gaspingly announced. "COME ON, OHHHH, KEEP ON FUCKING ME. YES, OOOHHH, KEEP STABBING ME WITH IT. GIVE ME GOOD FUCK. OOOHHH, HONEY, OHHHH, DARLING, FUCK, OOOHHH, I LIKE IT, I LOVE IT!"
His hotly thrusting cock meat continued to pump and shove as he worked it inside the wet Intimacy of her exploding vagina. He kept on pushing and pumping until the final few droplets of raging volcanic sperm finished splashing from the end of his tumid organ, after which he then released his cock from her pussy.
"You know something," she looked at him and smiled.
"What's that?" he replied.
"Maybe I'm really letting myself in for something, but I'd like to do this again. Would you mind coming back? I mean, even when you don't have any plumbing chores?"
"Well, yeah."
"I could give you a call sometime."
"Sure," he smiled.
"Better yet. It would be better if I could meet you somewhere. Even though my husband's playing around and everybody knows it, I'd just as soon meet you on the sly somewhere, honey. A nice quiet motel off the main road or something."
"It sounds great," Matt grinned. "Sounds damn romantic, in fact."
"Yes, it does. What we just finished was pretty damned romantic, too." "It was. It REALLY was." Now she transported back to the present, opening her eyes and observing that, in her flight of nostalgic sensuality, she had eased her panties down her legs and had fingered herself off.
Yes, she remembered, there were many such occasions with young Matt. It saddened her now to the point where tears glistened in her eyes. How she would have loved continuing that beautiful romance that she'd had with him.
She cduld never forget the last time that they had met. It was at a small, isolated motel on the outskirts of town. After they had enjoyed spirited sex, she had become morose. She knew that this was an ominous meaning. Her marriage to Frank had come to an end and she would be going out on her own to start a new life.
The question that remained in her mind was just where she would stand with Matt. As much as she would have liked to have continued her affair with him, she realized that she definitely could not. For one thing, it wouldn't be fair to him. He was, after all, a young college student who had his entire life before him. She did not want to do anything to deter him from getting his college degree and finding a good job.
When she had first seduced him that unforgettable afternoon in her kitchen, she had been a woman of craving sexual need, somebody who badly needed fulfillment. The romance, however, rather than being a one-shot affair, had turned into so much more. She had expressed herself and fulfilled herself with young Matt in ways that she never had with Frank, not even in the early stages of their marriage when his insurance practice was thriving and they were engaging in sex on a regular basis.
The fact that they had continued the affair for as long as they had, and were enjoying it so much, made the whole proposition that much thornier. Even when she had agreed to meet him a second time, it had been her thinking that they would service each other's needs for a few times, after which they would go their own respective ways.
Instead she had discovered that Matt had provided her with such captivating sexual thrills that she had not wanted anyone else. So there she was, locked in the thorns of a dilemma, but knowing that she could not continue the relationship.
"My marriage is over with Frank," she related.
"That's great," he smiled broadly. "Now we don't have to hide. Now we can bring our romance right out in the open. Let everybody in Lincoln know for all I care. I'm proud to have such a beautiful woman as my lover."
"Matt, you're talking like a fool," she reprimanded him.
"What do you mean?" he looked at her with a hurtful expression in his eyes.
"Just this. Let's extend things beyond our own rose-colored prospective and think about how other people are going to analyze things. For one thing, I will soon be a divorcee. Not only that, but I'm thirty-one years old. I know that's young by most standards, but certainly not by the standards of a young man of twenty."
"That doesn't make a damn bit of difference," he snapped. "Did it when we were making love?" "Of course not."
"Does it make any difference to you?" "No," she shook her head slowly and painfully. "Well, it doesn't to me, either. If other people don't like it, then they can shove it. It's up to us. They're our lives to live."
"Yes, except for one thing. I'm gonna have to go out and get a job and you're gonna continue on in school. We'll be going our own separate ways, my dear. You knew when we started, you had to, that our affair couldn't last forever."
"Why the hell can't it?" he looked at her challengingly.
"Don't be a fool, Matt. You know darn well it can't."
"Okay, you asked for it and I'm gonna give it to you," he exclaimed with steadfast determination. "How'd you like to marry me? Let me support you? I love you. I don't know if I'll ever find anybody that I can relate to like I do you, Sue. I doubt that I ever will. I'm surprised I found one person that I could relate to like I can you. You mean everything to me."
"Stop, stop," she began to sob. "I know you're completely sincere. I'm even tempted to say yes because I hate the idea of giving you up, but I know this just can't last. No, honey, it's no good. It really isn't."
"Don't you know what you're doing to me?" he shrieked with angry frustration.
"I suppose I do," she admitted sadly. "I know because I'm doing the same thing to myself. But it's what has to be done."
Even though he attempted to talk her out of the course of action she had decided upon. Sue Daniels recognized that, realistically, there was nothing else she could do. Her affair with the handsome young sandy-haired Matt had gone much too far, and now it was difficult for her to end it, but terminate it she had to.
After Frank declared bankruptcy and their marriage had come to an end, Frank moved to Omaha. '
CHAPTER THREE
What with Frank having moved to Omaha, prior to which he declared bankruptcy, the beautiful Sue Daniels was very much on her own.
In addition to that, there was the unpleasant ordeal of having to break off with young Matt. Even after she had emphatically told him that their romance would have to end at that point for the benefit of both of them, he adamantly refused to accept her decision, informing her that he would get her back one way or another and would pursue her.
By that time Sue was becoming disenchanted with Lincoln. It wasn't that the city had really done anything to her. It was just that the memories were so sad because of the deterioration of her marriage and, in addition, the fact that her young lover was still trying to pursue her. She found herself constantly demonstrating concern over just how to avoid coming into any contact with him. There were certain small restaurants and other places where they would meet periodically, and she knew that she had to avoid all of these spots, or the locations near them, for fear that one of these days she would encounter the handsome and determined young man.
Finally she concluded that she had to get out of Lincoln. Still, on the same token, she also needed money. Perhaps she could take a part-time job. She was living very frugally in a small motel in the downtown area. Also, she was doing her best to locate at least a part-time job. The person who was seeking to help her was a Mrs. Nabors, a heavy-set, white-haired woman with a kindly, motherly manner.
Sue explained a good deal to Mrs. Nabors about her personal problems, and her desire to leave
Lincoln, "Does that mean you'd want to leave Nebraska altogether?" Mrs. Nabors asked.
"Oh, no, I like the state. My husband was born and raised in Lincoln and we met at the University of Missouri. I come from a little town not far from St. Louis. The problem is this. I just have these sad memories about Lincoln. Then there's this lover that I'm trying to get away from." She had tactfully refrained from telling Mrs. Nabors about the wide age separation and the fact that he was a young student at the university.
Mrs. Nabors looked at her with an expression of sympathy.
"I have something that might interest you. From time to time I come across jobs out of the city," she said. "Some of them involve relocating a long distance away, others shorter distances. In addition to trying to help you out with a part-time job, my dear, how would you like something like that?"
"That's fine."
"Of course, being a young woman with quite a bit of education, I suppose that there would be certain restrictions. You would rule out certain kinds of jobs, I imagine. Like domestic work and the like."
"Not necessarily," she shook her head.
"You wouldn't?"
"Not at all. As a matter of fact, a little bit of good honest work, some work with the hands where I'm moving around a lot. That might be the best thing for me. You see, I've been kind of depressed lately. If I could just get away from my current environment. Well, one thing that would be nice. Working with young people."
"I see. Well, I'll just look through my file, my dear, and give you a call. I'll probably call you some time tomorrow. Could you come in then?"
"Oh yes."
"After I've had a chance to go over the list of job openings, and, of course, to see the new ones that have come in, then I'll be in a much better position to talk to you."
"Yes. Of course. I want to thank you very much, Mrs. Nabors. You've been most kind and understanding."
"I have a daughter of my own that's somewhere around your age," Mrs. Nabors smiled. "As a matter of fact, you even remind me something of her. So perhaps that has something to do with my personal concern."
"Maybe so. Anyway, I want you to know that it's appreciated."
The following morning she received a call from Mrs. Nabors, who explained that she had several job possibilities for the young woman to consider. Sue told her that it would take her just a few minutes to get ready, after which she could see her in her office.
One of the first job possibilities that Sue was given for consideration was that of a maid at a small college not far from Lincoln, Childress College, a place and school that she had never heard of before.
"It's a college town," Mrs. Nabors explained. 'There's not much else there, in fact, other than the college. Maybe you would think it a little dull. Of course, you're not that far from Lincoln or Omaha, in case you wanted to get away to the city."
"I see. Well, tell me more about this position."
"You'll be a maid at the Delta Fraternity of Childress College," she explained. "It's my understanding that even though Childress is a small college it's highly rated academically. A very good school. So you'd be dealing with quality young people. Of course, you'd be dealing with quite a few young men at the fraternity. You said something about liking to be around young minds. That it would stimulate you and make you forget about your problems."
"I think it would be ideal therapy," she said excitedly.
"You mean you don't think, my dear, that you'd hate the drudgery involved?"
"You don't need to worry about me being overqualified for the job, Mrs. Nabors," Sue replied. "As a matter of fact, it's something that I'd definitely like to try."
"Well good. The maid who was working at this particular fraternity has left to take a job in Chicago, So the opening is there and I'm sure you could fill it."
"That's great. You can let them know that I'll accept."
"It isn't quite that easy. Of course, I think that they would hire you. You'll have to talk to the house mother. A very nice lady to talk to on the telephone. A Mrs. Nader. Dorothy Nader."
"Fine. I hope that I will prove to her liking."
"Just be yourself, my dear. If you're the person for the job, then it'll work out. That's the way to go into any job interview. That's what I always tell our job applicants."
"That's sound advice, Mrs. Nabors. Thank you very much."
Mrs. Nader was a tall, attractive, red-haired woman in her early forties. She questioned the lovely blonde for a few minutes, after which she hired her on the spot.
Now Sue recognized, in the quiet of late evening as she lay there staring up at the ceiling, just how badly she needed sexual fulfillment. There was nobody around like the handsome young Matt to service her needs. She thought about him, wondering just where he was at that moment. She hoped that he would find the right young woman, since he definitely deserved the best.
As for herself, she realized at that moment just why she had specified to Mrs. Nabors a job dealing with young people. Her experience with Matt had proven so satisfying that she hungered for more young male cock. She liked Matt's daring manner, and his youthful vivacity and staying powers. Time and again his hot sperm would thunder into her quivering body, and just lying there thinking about it caused her pussy to feel tremors of excitement.
Then her thoughts reverted back to the young man who had triggered all of this current expenditure of emotion. Not Matt, but young Norm Sheen, about whom she had been thinking when she left the study hall of Delta Fraternity House. She wondered just what made him tick, apart from his schoolwork. Whereas she would hear many of the other young men in the frat house joking about young women on campus and talking about them in various ways, with Norm this type of conversation was seemingly non-existent. His small-talk quotient was zero apparently. He could talk by the hour about the subject he was studying, or even engage in a discourse on domestic or world politics, but when it came to discussing personal aspects of a person's life, including his own, he would not do so at all.
About the time she was getting ready to close her eyes and go to sleep, a thought struck Sue Daniels's mind. What with the summer heat becoming more intense, she related that, even though generally a maid was obliged to wear the formal starchy uniform, she told her that exceptions were made during the summer months.
"The important thing is that you be comfortable, my dear," Mrs. Nader told her. "I just want you to know that you have an option."
"Fine, Mrs. Nader. I'll remember that," she had replied.
Now it was time to exercise that option. She wondered just what kind of an impact it would make on the handsome young Norm Sheen, the mysterious Mr. Sheen who appeared to be so wrapped up in his studies, if she were to wear the same enticing combination that had helped push young Matt over the precipice. Yes, there were the same creamy shorts and tight-fitting white blouse in her closet, and she thought that she'd wear them to work the next evening. No, she wouldn't wear them to work during the warmest part of the day. She would make a change in her small dressing quarters just prior to walking into the study halL She was afraid that, what with the horny nature of so many of the young men, she could very easily set off a riot in the fraternity house if she showed them her compact, wiggling ass cheeks in the cream-colored shorts. Instead she would save her man-trap attire for young Norm.
The following day passed slowly. All the while she kept waiting for that moment of decision, when she would change into her other clothing.
As the evening hours dragged by and eventually passed, she watched as one by one the young men all left the fraternity house to retire to their respective dorms and apartments.
Sure enough, as she peered into the study hall, there was Norm Sheen. Of course, she had done her dusting in the room the night before, and it really didn't need to be dusted again that soon. But Norm didn't have to know that. No, she would do it, she would change into her cooler, more enticing attire, after which she would put her charms to work on young Norm.
At first she almost told herself to forget it. Waves of fear began to well up in her stomach. After taking one more look at Norm, however, looking so appealing and innocent as he sat staring at one of his thick textbooks, she decided that she would at least make the effort. Sue was curious to see just how he would react when he spotted her for the first time in the revealing shorts and blouse.
She changed slowly, her heart continuing to palpitate nervously as she anticipated the moment at hand. She walked into the study hall, closing the door behind her. Sue made it a point to lock the door, just in case somebody else should venture inside in the lateness of evening. The beautiful blonde was aware of the fact that young Norm was not the least bit aware of her having locked the door. Quietly she walked toward the table where he was sitting.
"Good evening. Norm," she greeted him with a bright smile.
Slowly Norm lifted his eyes from his textbook and focused them in the direction of the smiling blonde bombshell.
"You're wearing a different outfit than you did earlier today when I saw you," he said. "Where's your white maid's uniform?"
"Oh, I discarded it for something a little cooler," she chuckled girlishly. "Mrs. Nader said it would be all right if I changed into something cool and comfortable during the summer. Well, that starchy uniform just got to be a little too much for me, so I figured I'd switch Into this. At least for the rest of the evening. Makes me feel a little more comfortable while I'm doing my work."
"Oh, I see."
The young man then turned his attention back to his textbook. But only for several seconds. In the interim the lovely Sue, taking advantage of the situation, turned her body around and bent over slightly, pretending to be immersed in her dusting as she moved the duster against the table. Her real purpose, however, was to excite young Norm, and so she positioned her sloping buttocks in an upward fashion, twisting them back and forth so that he got a good look at the satiny globes of her ass flesh, which had time and again turned on young Matt and scores of other men.
She observed him out of the corner of her eye. Sue could not help but be pleased over the fact that his eyes were suddenly widening and, at long last, his textbook began to play second fiddle to another interest.
Sue finished the dusting, put down her duster, then walked back to the area where he was sitting. She stared at him and smiled as his eyes slowly traveled up from the textbook toward the firmness of her resolute breasts, which thrust proudly out of her tight-fitting blouse. She had refrained from wearing a brassiere beneath it, hoping that she could entice him that much more quickly and overwhelmingly. In addition, she was wearing no panties beneath her cream-colored shorts.
"Busy, busy, busy," she chastized him mildly. "Don't you ever stop studying. Norm?"
"Well, competition's so keen in med schools these days," he explained, shaking his head.
"You must remember. Norm, something else as well."
"What's that?"
"All work and no play makes for a very dull boy. Not that you're dull, understand. It's just that this can happen."
She would have preferred a cleverer or more original way of getting her point across, but that old, shop-worn expression, probably older than the hills themselves, was all she could conjure up. Of course, it definitely served the purpose. The young man knew immediately what she was driving at and there was no possibility of misunderstanding.
"I guess a guy has to make sacrifices to get ahead," he said. "Especially when you're my age."
"But you're in the ripeness of youth," she said. "There are so many lovely young women out there. Women who would love to meet you."
"Yeah, I guess I am passing up a lot of fun for the moment," he said, sighing with regret. "That's what some of my frat buddies tell me."
"Well, don't you think they're right?"
"Yeah, they're right. They're right. It's just that a lot of them aren't going to med school."
"You know, you might find you can get into med school just as easy, maybe even easier, if you let yourself go a little."
"How do you mean?"
"You're a very attractive young man. Norm," she said in a soft, sensually husky tone.
"You really think so?"
"Oh, yes. I definitely think so."
"Well, gee. Thanks a lot. You know, you're such a beautiful woman. You have a fantastic body. I mean, I know a lot about the physical form, studying biology and a lot of related subjects. You really do have a fantastic form."
"Why thank you. Like I was saying. There are so many women who must find you attractive."
"I sure find YOU attractive," he gulped.
"The feeling's mutual, my dear."
Her heart pounded thunderously as she reached down with her right hand, allowing her fingers to shove against the protruding warmth of his cock, which stood out prominently in his trousers.
"Oh, you'd better not do that," he gulped. "You're really tempting me. Getting me so excited."
"That's what I'm trying to do."
"But it isn't right."
"Why not?"
"Well, I'm just a college kid."
"Doesn't mean a damn thing. Honey, you're no boy. You've definitely got a man-size cock. And this is coming from a woman who's been married and has been around."
"But I have to study," he blurted out the words nervously.
"To hell with that," she said. "You don't have to do anymore studying tonight. You know, you've worked awfully hard. You deserve a little break."
With that she closed his textbook. He flinched, then stared with wanton lust into her eyes.
"Don't you have any girl friends, honey?" she asked.
"Not right now. I've been pretty damn busy with my studies."
"Busy with your studies, busy with your studies," she shook her head reprimandingly. "That's all I hear. There are other interesting things you can do, honey. Things you can really enjoy." I'm willing to share some of the finer experiences in life with you.
She removed her fingers from his trousers, then reached out and abruptly unzipped his trousers, taking him by surprise as she reached into his shorts and pulled out his already, steaming, throbbing cock.
"OOOHHH, WHAT A HARD-ON," she exclaimed excitedly. "I'LL BET YOU'D LOVE ME PUMPING MY FINGERS UP AND DOWN IT. HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE YOU'VE GOTTEN YOUR PRICK MASSAGED?"
"Oh, a long time, a long time." he panted.
"How awful. How unfortunate. A nice, handsome young man like you, an appealing young man who's got everything going for him. And you've probably had great problems by going without. There's no reason to do that. Not when there's a hot-blooded, attractive woman like me around."
"You're more than attractive," he gulped. "You're fantastically beautiful."
"Oh, darling. Say that again."
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL, SO VERY BEAUTIFUL."
Flattery will get you everywhere," she laughed.
The stunning blonde began to slide her fingers with methodical precision up and down the bloated length of the young man's hard, inflamed cock. The quicker that she pumped with her sturdy fingers, the louder the gasping sounds became that emanated from him as he acclimated himself to what was happening.
This was like a dream come true for young Norm, even though he was too shy to admit as much to the woman who was now servicing his needs. From the very first time that Norm Sheen had seen Sue Daniels, he had been strongly attracted to her. He had, for the most part, dismissed any romantic thoughts, however, concluding that she was a decade or better older than he, and also that she seemed so worldly and secure. He, on the other hand, was a very academic oriented but highly shy young man, and what he had failed to tell her was that he had proven himself to be "all thumbs" when it came to the opposite sex. He found himself all too often trying so hard to succeed that he would ultimately fail. He thought back to the last date he'd had, one that had been arranged by a fraternity brother. The girl he had taken out was supposedly a real swinger, somebody who enjoyed having sex and harbored few or no compunctions.
When it came time to perform, with the young woman being as willing as could be, he had frozen up, and was unable to even sustain an erection. That whole traumatic ordeal had so shattered his confidence that, on future occasions when fraternity brothers tried to line him up with available young women, many of whom had expressed a desire to go out with him, he would find one reason or another to decline. Generally he would explain that he was just plain too busy with his studies to fit a date into his crowded schedule at that time.-All the while, however, he had cried inside, and the burning urges and curiosities had become that much greater. The only girl with whom he had been able to score with any degree of regularity was a young woman he had gone with in high school, and she ultimately had left him for another guy, a person she later married.
But as the beautiful blonde continued to move her fingers up and down the long, tumid shaft of the shy young college student, he was beginning to feel much better about everything. Those fears that had been lying dormant within him were now beginning to disappear under the stirring impetus of her quickly charging fingers.
As for Sue, she was beginning to feel like a truly liberated woman for the first time since she had broken up with Matt. As her charging fingers moved up and down his lust-bloated, blue-veined phallic tool, she felt that much happier over the fact that she had taken the chance. She did not know but what this young man might panic once that she came on strong, but instead of doing so, he was responding favorably, affirmatively, his whole body twitching and twisting as he felt the stirring sensations imparted to him through her quick, exploratory finger stabs.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT," he panted. "OHHHH, MY DARLING. THE WAY YOU'RE FINGERING ME. OOOHHH, OOOHHH, WHAT BEAUTIFUL FINGER WORK. HONEY, OOOHHH, I LOVE IT."
"You're gonna finger me, too, I hope," she said.
"I will, I will. I'll do anything you want me to do. You're so beautiful. Ohhh, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"I think you're getting a little carried away under the erotic impact of the moment," she laughed.
"OH, NO, NO, NOT AT ALL," he cried out deliriously. "I WANT YOU. OOOHHH, HOW I WANT YOU. HOW I LOVE THE WAY YOUR FINGERS ARE MOVING. THE WAY THEY'RE GRINDING. OOOHHH, GRINDING SO NICE, OOOHHH, THEY'RE REALLY PUMPING. UP AND DOWN MY COCK. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT."
She removed her fingers from his stiffened cock, then let them grab hold of the warmth of his crinkly, balloon-like orbs of testicle flesh.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, MY NUTS ARE ON FIRE, OOOHHH, WHEN YOU TOUCH THEM, OOOHHH, WHEN YOU TOUCH THEM, OOOHHH, IT'S TOO MUUUUCH," he emphatically exclaimed. "OOOHHH, KEEP YOUR FINGERS MOVING. DARLING, OOOHHH, MY DARLING. OOOHHH, HONEY, OOOHHH, SUE. OOOHHH, WHAT FINGER ACTION. OOOHHH, KEEP THEM GOING. YES, OOOHHH, FINGER MY COCK, FINGER MY BALLS. TURN ME ON, TURN ME ON, TURN ME ON."
He panted loudly as her stirring fingers probed and thrust against the warmth of his hot nuts. She finally released her fingers from his scalding testicles, staring at his eyes, which contained a hell-fire expression, one of unencumbered lust.
"Okay, honey, I've got something else in store for you," she said, stepping back and placing her hands on her hips.
"What are you gonna do? I mean, you were doing so nice massaging my cock. It was fantastic. It really was."
"I have a feeling that you're really starved for it, my darling. I am myself and I can see the same traits in someone else. Someone in the same boat I'm in. Am I right?"
"Yes. You're right."
"Well, then I'm gonna give you the full treatment. I'm gonna take off my clothes. You're gonna see my beautiful, naked body. You're gonna love it."
"Oh, I love so much what I've seen already," he emphatically declared. "Like those fantastic ass cheeks."
"Weil, you're gonna see my shapely butt without the shorts."
"Am I ever looking forward to that!" he blurted.
"And you're gonna see my tits."
"They're fantastic, too. And those tremendous legs."
"Well, those you've been seeing for the last few minutes."
He threw his head back and teughed robustly. The handsome young Norm looked more relaxed to Sue than she had ever seen him. There had been a certain uptight expression that he evidenced when he buried his nose in a textbook. Perhaps that was one of the things that both bothered her and turned on her sexual curiosity.
Whereas there were scores of other young men in the frat house who would have given their eye teeth to go to bed with her, and a few had even made passes, this was the young man who proved to be a challenge. Young Norm was the man she wanted. Sue was eager to turn him on, and now that she had him right where she wanted him, she wanted to see to it that they both experienced the ultimate in sensuality.
Norm stared in her direction, watching as she slowly but surely eased out of her blouse. Even though she could have taken it off much more quickly, she enticed him in the manner of a stripper, seeking to prolong the sensuality-agony syndrome as a means of exciting him even more.
When she finally flung the blouse aside, tossing it casually to the floor and flipping her jiggling, conical breasts forward, he let out a loud gasp.
"OOOHHH, WHAT TITS, WHAT TITS, WHAT GLORIOUS, FANTASTIC TITS!" he exclaimed.
"You like what I've got?"
"Oh, yeah. Oooohhh, look at those boobs. Ohhh, they're so firm, so nice. I like the nice wet texture."
Sue smiled broadly, reaching out and letting her fingers press tightly against the warmth of her flesh, which she provocatively pushed forward.
CHAPTER FOUR
It pleased Sue Daniels no end to see the wild, entranced expression in Norm Sheen's eyes.
His alert eyes seemed to dance in rhythmic response to the perfect symmetry of her breast movements as she flung her tits from side to side, letting the ripe flesh undulate, enjoying the spectacle of a young man completely turning on. Now she was really making headway. Young Norm might have been wrapped up in his books earlier in the evening, but now it was for certain that there was only one thing that counted, the fiery sensuality that reverberated through his whole body and his desire to engage in sex with the stunning blonde maid.
After releasing her fingers from her tits and ceasing her jiggling movements with the warm, resilient flesh. Sue decided that she would remove her cream-colored shorts. They were all that separated her from total nudity.
She reached down slowly and grabbed hold of the shorts. It made her feel good to know that she had a surprise for her handsome young admirer.
Even though she had not been wearing any bra beneath her blouse, he no doubt would be expecting her to at least be wearing panties beneath her shorts. But such was not the case. As she eased her shorts down her legs and he began to observe the enticing muff of her fleecy white pubic vee. Norm Sheen let out a loud gasp. After that his arms and legs started to tremble as he stared at her, erupting like a volcano.
"AAAHHH, OHHHH, YOU'VE GOT NOTHING ON," he thundered. "OH, DARLING. OOOHHH, I CAN'T EVER REMEMBER BEING MORE TURNED ON THAN THIS. OOOHHH, DOES tT EXCITE ME. DO YOU EVER EXCITE ME."
She listened to his loud, insistent gasps as she continued gliding the shorts down her legs. Eventually she stepped out of them, after which she eased her slender, magnificently tapered thighs apart, giving the young man a provocative look at her enticing pubic curls and the velvety pinkness of her vagina.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, HONEY, I'M SO EXCITED," she told him. "OOOHHH, I'M SO EXCITED AROUND YOU."
She reached down with her right hand, letting her fingers slide into her vaginal valley. Immediately she observed and felt the moistness in her scalding slit. As her fingers continued to glide against the velvety softness of her pussy, her friend let out a loud gulp. He enjoyed watching the quick, captivating finger strokes that she continued to send forth inside the wet resilience of her inflamed pussy.
"OOOHHH, YOU'RE SO TURNED ON, OOOHHH, I'M SO TURNED ON WATCHING YOU," he gulped.
"Then take off your clothes, honey. I want you to get naked, too. While I'm playing with my pussy, I want to watch you playing with your prick. That way we'll both get turned on. We'll get turned on toying with each other's organ and watching the other person. Isn't that fair enough?"
"I guess it is," he replied with a vigorous nod. "This is just too much. I can't believe what's happening to us. We're really getting carried away."
"Yes, we are," she nodded, "and the more carried away we get, the better acquainted we'll become with each other's body. Pretty soon we'll be just like too long-lost friends."
"Yes, I suppose you're right," he grinned. "I don't feel as nervous as I did before. I'm feeling a whole lot better about everything."
"Of course you are," she told him calmly. "Just take things in stride. You know that we want to please each other. Okay, so let's just get on with it. Come on, lover. I want to see you completely naked. I want to see that body of yours on full display. Just like I've got mine on display for you."
"I guess we could make this a command performance."
"Of course."
She watched as he quickly removed his clothes, after which the determined young man was stroking up and down the full length of his hard, erect phallic tool.
"Now that is a delicious sight," she smiled. "I just love watching you pump your fingers up and down your long, hard prick."
"Oh, yes, darling. This is fun. Really fun."
They stared at each other with unraptured bliss, the beautiful blonde sinking her fingers into the fiery warmth of her sodden vagina and the young man standing just a few feet away, his fingers propelling with stiff, sturdy urgency as they ground against the bloated length of his turgid shaft.
Eventually the beautiful maid decided that it was time to enter a new phase of activity. She eased her body downward on top of the sofa. Sue recalled how many times she had dreamed about taking on this young man on this very sofa. Now that dream was about to become reality.
He watched her with wide-eyed interest, moving over close to the sofa, watching as his fingers spiritedly continued to glide up and down the rubbery base of his electrified penis.
The beautiful young woman extended her legs widely, letting her shapely thighs rest against the edges of the sofa. He stared at her long, flowing ivory limbs, the sight of which only enticed him that much more and prompted his fingers to propel with greater swiftness and anxiety along the lust-bloated hardness of his cock.
While he continued to stare with wide-eyed fascination, the beautiful woman reached inside her pussy once more. This time her finger tips moved with an energy and speed that had been lacking before. Previously it had been her intention to let things develop in a slow but sure manner, but now her fingers were moving with devastating swiftness and zeal, and as they did she threw her head back and heaved sigh upon sigh. An entranced Norm watched as her silky hair flung in a thousand directions at once, and all the while she was pushing herself that much closer to the state of a spontaneous orgasm.
The longer that her fiery fingers moved against the folds of her aroused pussy, the closer that she moved to the state of a tingly climax. Every now and then her fingertips would brush against the electrified node of her steaming clitoris.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I'M SO CLOSE NOW, SO CLOSE, SO VERY CLOSE," she sighed rapturously. "I'M ABOUT TO GO. OOOHHH, I'VE GOT TO SHOOT. THE STUFF, OOOHHH, IT'S GOTTA SPILL OUT OF ME. MY PUSSY JUICES. OOOHHH, OHHHH, IT'S SO Nil MICE. YES, OOOHHH, SO VERY NIIIICE."
Her spirited fingers glided enticingly against the wetness of her inflamed organ. Her legs kicked back and forth, her toes curling in the air as she heaved one last deep sigh.
Even though Sue was intensely concerned about supplying herself with the ultimate in thrills, and was concerned about her wifd orgasm, she also demonstrated a concern for what was happening to her friend. She noticed with great satisfaction the manner in which his fingers were sharply projecting against his stiff tool as he was pushed that much nearer to the state of a spontaneous explosion.
The one thing she would not tolerate was having him unleash his spewing white juice through his own finger efforts. As a woman she knew that an orgasm was not that devastating to her. She could juice again and again, and at the present moment her masturbatory movements were serving a definite purpose, that of exciting her young lover in a tremendous way. So she kept on gliding her fingers against the wetness of her throbbing vagina, but as she did her lover was being pushed that much nearer to the state of a steaming explosion.
"Make sure you don't spill your seed in your hand," she smiled. "You don't want to do that, honey."
"Oh, you're right," he nodded. "It's so easy to do. I mean, you can get carried away."
"That's what I was trying to caution you against. Ohhh, with me, baby, this is just the beginning. There are so many beautiful things we can do together. So many sensations we can supply for each other."
"Yes, yes, I really believe that," he grunted and gulped anxiously.
Once again he directed his fingers against the rubbery surface of his elongated shaft. As he did he watched closely the satisfying sight of his beautiful lover, her hair continuing to fling against her face as she manipulated her fingers into the sweltering softness of her enticing vagina. Finally she could no longer hold back those quivering waves of burning sensation that begged for an imminent release.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH, HERE I GOOOOO," she grunted. "OOOHHH, HONEY, LOOK AT ME. OOOHHH, THE JUICES ARE SHOOTING. I'M SO TURNED ON. OOOHHH, IT'S SO NICE TO LET YOURSELF GO. OOOHHH, OHHHH, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL ACT. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT, OOOHHH, THIS IS GREAT. OOOHHH, MY FINGERS. AAAHHH, MY PUSSY. IT'S ON FIRE, ON FIRE, ON FIRE!"
Her silky smooth hips and buttocks ground against the sofa beneath her as she heaved sigh upon sigh. Beads of perspiration rolled down her steadily reddening face as the pussy juices sprayed in a torrent of wild, delirious sexual ecstasy.
As she released her fingers from her still scalding vagina, she stared over at the handsome young man, whose fingers continued to attentively grind up and down the full length of his blue-veined joy stick.
"Come on over here, honey," she suggested pantingly. "I wanna grab hold of your big long prick. I wanna play with it a little while. Really get you turned on."
"I'm about as turned on right now as anybody could be," he panted.
"Sure you are. But this is JUST the beginning. Ohhhh, the wild times We're gonna have. Is this ever gonna be great."
"Oh, yes. You bet. It really is. It's gonna get better and better."
"Sure. We're just starting to get acquainted with each other. This is gonna be the start of a beautiful relationship."
"Oh, honey, I wanted you right from the start," he blurted. "I really did. I was just afraid, though."
"You don't know how good it makes me feel to hear you say that," she smiled lustfully. "I wanted you right from the beginning. You were like an iceberg, honey. All you wanted to do was just study your textbooks."
"I guess a lot of that was just a pose," he admitted. "Oh, I'm serious enough about my studies. Yes. It's just that there were other things on my mind as well."
"I'm glad of that. There's something on my mind right now. A nice biology lesson."
"Yes. Call it applied biology."
"That's right. I wanna reach out and grab hold of that nice long, juicy-looking prick. I'll bet there's all kinds of hot juice stored up inside there. Isn't that right?"
"Yes. You bet. It's definitely there. All ready to spurt."
"Good. So what I want to do is reach out and grab it. I wanna move my fingers up and down. Really let them pump. I love that wild, uninhibited sensation. Don't you?"
"Yes. I'm getting better and better acquainted with the way things are."
"Then let's get into it. Right now."
With that the stunning blonde abruptly reached out and grabbed hold of the scalding tip of the young man's cock head. His gleaming white buttocks jerked back and forth as he responded affirmatively to the resilient, warm finger stabs that she applied.
Her fingers moved with tantalizing meticulousness for several strokes. She wanted to tease this young man, to bring him on step by step, to make him realize the truly wondrous sensations to be derived from the kind of fascinating finger attention that she was capable of supplying.
After her fingers had dangled against the tip of his inflamed organ for a few strokes, she had reduced young Norm Sheen to a series of loud, frantic gasps.
"OOOHHH, YOUR FINGERS," he grunted. "OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD. YES, OOOHHH, IT FEELS SO NICE."
He stood there, rocking on the balls of his feet, only a few inches away from her on the sofa. She extended her body and lay slumped atop the sofa, her fingers continuing to deliver smooth, affirmative strokes to his cock head. After awhile she began to exercise her fingers with greater warmth and excitement, letting them pump and twist as she manipulated them with great solidity against his burning tool.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, NOW YOU'RE REALLY GETTING MEEEE," he grunted. "OHHHH, DARLING, OOOHHH, THAT'S SO NICE. OOOHHH, THE WAY YOU'RE PUMPING. THE WAY THOSE FINGERS ARE MOVING."
As she dramatically stepped up the action. Sue started to glide her quickly assertive fingers up and down the full length of his hot, flame-filled tool. The faster that her seething fingers pumped and thrust, the louder the urgent gasps that emanated from the young man's trembling lips as he enjoyed every quick, stimulating stroke that she delivered.
"I'm not gonna keep this up much longer," she smiled knowingly. "If I do, you know what'H happen. The juices will ail shoot. They'll spill out of the end of your prick. But I want to get you to the point where you're just about ready to go. Then we'll move on to something else."
"You don't fool around," he said in a husky tone. "Oh, the way those fingers are pumping. It's a good feeling. A beautiful sensation."
"Yes, it is, my darling. I'm gonna see to it that you get nothing but the best in sensation."
Her fingers ground against the firm Length of his fleshy organ for a few more strokes, after which she then suddenly reached down and let her fingers twist and stab as she moved them resourcefully against his scalding, ever-mushrooming testicles. She loved pushing her fingers with great tightness and burning anxiety against the fleshy warmth of his ball sacs as he stood there next to the sofa, still rocking on the balls of his feet, gasping loudly.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THAT'S GOOOOODD," he sighed.
Sue instinctively knew just how close the young man had approached to the moment of a dramatic climax. She therefore abruptly released her fingers from his testicles, easing her legs even more widely apart, shoving her hair-fringed fissure forward, letting him see the enticing moistness of her sodden pussy.
"Okay, get busy," she said, pointing with urgency toward her silky smooth slit. "Honey, it's sixty-nine time. I'm gonna do you and you can do me. How does that grab you?"
"It grabs me real nice," he said. "Right now I'd be willing to do anything with you. Just as long as it's hot and intimate."
"That's good. We both feel the same way, darling. Okay, we'll get it off. We'll really get it off."
The young man eased his supple body on top of the sofa. As he did so, his beautiful lover provided him with an enticing target. He threw his head down on top of her as she let her legs scissor dramatically around his head. It felt good to have her smooth, trim thighs pushing against both sides of his face as he buried his head against the flowing moistness of her scintillating cunt. He picked up the scent of her womanliness, which was intermingled with the enticing aroma of the exotic perfume that she had sprayed around her crotch. She had prepared thoroughly for this moment, and was intent upon enjoying it in the most obvious way.
What with her legs scissored around his head, her other concern was gaining access to his hard, fluid-filled penis. He shoved his dick down toward her mouth. She reached out and let her fingers smoothly slide against his testicles, then allowed his steaming organ to ease its way into the wetness of her warmly suctioning mouth.
Her tongue worked with frantic precision from the very outset as her sensuously warm lips clasped tightly against the firmness of his stiff, jackhammer organ.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THE WAY YOU SUCK, OOOHHH, YOU'RE REALLY SUCKING MEEEE," he grunted.
While Sue's tongue busily worked up and down the full length of Norm's captivated prick, he shoved his tongue forward and let it pierce the wetness of her soggy pussy. She listened to the salacious scraping sounds of his tongue pushing diligently against her flaming box as she was brought dramatically toward climax.
She could tell from the manner in which her lover's steaming tongue was exploding against the warmth of her impassioned vaginal flanges just how quickly this act was destined to take place. They were much too excited to prolong the activities. For one thing, the preliminary action had pushed them to the brink, and now it was just a question of how long it would take for them to bring each other off.
As for her tongue. Sue was manipulating it with brilliant intensity, working it up and down the young man's turgid, flame-filled prick. They matched each other stroke for stroke, and she felt the scalding waves of anxiety in her vagina, clueing her in as to the fact that it would be very little time before the juices would start spurting from her electrified joy pit.
Back and forth their burning tongues continued to glide, working with sublime enthusiasm. After a few more strokes the beautiful blonde could no longer hold back the flood tide of emotion that thoroughly engulfed her.
Beads of perspiration rolled down both sides of her face as she kept on desperately gliding her tongue up and down his steaming spear, which was rapidly approaching the state of orgasm. His tongue whipped back and forth with impassioned frenzy gainst the wetness of her soggy slit, until, finally, the juices began to bolt from her palpitating pussy and into his mouth.
She listened with supreme delight, hearing the exotic sounds of his scraping tongue as it conscientiously sought out every flowing droplet of her exploding pussy fluid.
After finishing sucking the final few drops of girl juice from her slit, he released his tongue, and simultaneously reached out with both hands, letting his fingers grip tightly against the silky smoothness of her hair.
"OOOHHH, COME ON, OHHHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK MEEEE," he sighed. "OHHHH, OOOHHH, THE JUICES. THEY'RE GONNA POUR OUT OF ME. DARLING, DARLING, DARLIIIINNNGGG."
He pushed his fingers even more tightly than before against her scalp, then heaved one last deep sigh as he watched the spirited droplets of his thick, steaming white cock fluid pour voluminously from the end of his throbbing tool and into her mouth.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, YOU'RE GONNA SWALLOW IT ALL," he sighed. "OOOHHH, OHHH, IS THIS EVER GREAT. YES, OOOHHH, THIS IS SUCKING. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT'S TERRIFIC. OOOHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, OOOHHH, SUCK IT OUT OF ME. OOOHHH, YES, EVERY DROP OF IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, THE HOT STUFF. OOOHHH, IT'S SPRAYING SO NICE. YES, OOOHHH, SO VERY NICE."
His hips twisted back and forth, bouncing resoundingly on top of the sofa as she let her fingers grip tightly against the warmth of his exploding testicles. All the while her slurping tongue captured the exploding white pellets of thick, creamy juice that penetrated from the tip of his blue-veined member and into her mouth.
She released her tongue from his cock, then stared into his face with a look of total triumph.
"I'd say that went off beautifully," she said. "The timing couldn't have been better. Well, of course, we could have cum right at the very same second. But that's just one of those things. The main thing was that we both enjoyed it to the fullest, and that you juiced just a few seconds after I did."
"Yes, that's right It was sure terrific."
"So much so that I'd like an encore."
"You know, once you get rolling there's just , nothing to stop you, is there?" he looked at her and smiled admiringly.
"No, nothing at all. We want it so why not go ahead and do it?"
"You're right. You've got a point. A very good one."
"As a matter of fact, all I've got to do is get that prick up there. Right up there to full length again. And it's not even gonna be that tough, is it?"
"No. For one thing, it hasn't gone down all that far."
"So I noticed. Well, we'll get it up there, honey. Right up to where it was before you shot."
"I just imagine you will. I wouldn't put anything past you."
"Why thank you. I appreciate that kind of talk."
"Yes. Well, we're gonna -do it. We're gonna get turned on. Turned on in a big way."
She reached down with both hands and let her fingers enticingly tease the tip of his cock. She moved with the same type of circulatory finger strokes that she had invoked earlier, before they had enjoyed their frantic sixty-nine. Her fingers then began to pump sharply, gripping the entire length of his fleshy tool as she pushed him to that much greater a state of erection. Finally his steaming organ had reached its full height and level of intensity.
"Ohhhh, how turned on I am," he grunted. "Honey, just look at Jhe size of it. Ohhhh, I'm all set to go. I'm gonna detonate that fantastic pussy of yours. I'm gonna shove my plunging prick inside it. I'm gonna fuck you till the juices shoot. Till they pour out of my prick."
"oh, darling. That's what, I want. I want you to take charge of me. Come on, just reach out there with that big long prick. Fuck me with it. Slam it inside my pussy."
"Honey, just what I've got in mind. Ohhhh, am I ever gonna push that plunging spear inside you. I'm gonna fuck you, fuck you real good. Fuck that beautiful slit. Pound my prick inside it until we both juice. Until we're both panting."
"I've got news for you," she grinned. "I'm panting right now."
"Come to think of it, so am I."
"Then I'm convinced that it's time for us to get into it. We can't put it off any longer. We don't want to put it off any longer. We just want to fuck, fuck hard, fuck up a storm."
"Oh, yes. That's what we'll do."
He leaned forward, affectionately kissing her tits and nipples. The sensitive Sue, feeling waves of scalding passion in her breasts, wiggled them back and forth a few times. He reached down with both hands and let his fingers grip tightly against the firm warmth of her flowing white ass cheeks. The tighter that his fingers pushed and twisted, the more anxiety ridden he became at the prospect of shoving his stiff, steaming prick into the burning depths of her impassioned pussy.
After kissing her tits and nipples, he then worked his fingers against the erogenous flesh. He loved taking charge of her firm mammaries, pushing his fingers against them, kneading the flesh.
As he removed his fingers from her breasts, he let his fingers tightly press against her satiny buttocks. He pushed his stiff, sturdy cock forward, letting it make its initial entrance inside the wetness of his lover's scalding mound.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, FUCK IT, FUCK IT, FUCK IT," she passionately declared. "OHHHHH, COME ON, OOOHHH, FUCK ME. OOOHHH, STICK YOUR HARD PRICK INSIDE ME. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SCREW ME. OOOHHH, SCREW IT. YES, SCREW IT REAL NICE. OOOHHH, GIVE ME A FANTASTIC FUCK."
His fingers pushed and twisted against the warmth of her ass cheeks, which glided in swift circulatory strokes, bouncing resoundingly against the sofa beneath her.
"OOOHHH, KEEP FUCKING ME, COME ON, KEEP FUCKING ME," she panted breathlessly. "COME ON, MY DARLING. OOOHHH, SEND YOUR HARD COCK INSIDE ME. REALLY FUCK ME. OOOHHH, DRIVE IT. YES, OOOHHH, DRIVE YOUR HOT SPEAR. I NEED IT, I NEED IT, I NEED IT."
He could tell from the manner in which her explosive body was twisting and thrusting in response to every hard, determined prick stab that he sent into her, that she was being pushed that much closer to an inevitable orgasm. He removed his fingers from her buttocks and let them sink against the crinkly tautness of her pebbly nipples. All the while his swift, determined cock continued to blast forward, moving with knife-like precision as he whipped it into the wet warmth of her tight vagina.
Norm loved the way that her pussy sucked ravenously against the burning tip of his scalding, erect spear. He watched his stirring ramrod disappear into the softness of her tight-fitting cunt. Her pussy muscles clasped tightly as she tightened her leg muscles and flipped her buttocks back and forth, letting them flounce against the sofa beneath her as he pushed himself that much closer to the point of a burning climax.
"OOOHHH, KEEP FUCKING ME, OOOHHH, KEEP FUCKING ME," she exclaimed. "DARLING, OHHHH, IT FEELS SO NICE. OOOHHH, IT FEELS SO GOOD' OOOHHH, OHHHH, HOW I LOVE IT. FUCK, FUCK, COME ON, KEEP FUCKING ME."
His hard-thudding cock continued to insistently blast against the fiery warmth of Sue's tight, moist vagina.
Norm's fingers clasped against her breasts, then worked their way once again down toward her buttocks. Eventually he slid his fingers up and down against the steamy warmth of her sweat-dampened thighs as he prepared to unleash the stirring droplets of his hot, white fluid.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, LOVER, OOOHHH, KEEP ON FUCKING ME," she cried out. "COME ON, HONEY. OOOHHH, PUMP WITH YOUR HARD COCK. YES, PUMP IT INSIDE ME."
"It feels so good fucking you," he declared. "Ohhhh, come on, keep moving those ass cheeks. Those firm, fantastic ass cheeks."
"Come on, ooohhh, fuck. Yes, really fuck me. Ohhh, send your hard cock up my pussy, baby. Blast into my love tunnel. Oooohhh, blast me with your hard cock."
His fingers worked against the warmth of her quivering, satiny thighs as he kept on propelling his stiff, sturdy shaft into her hot slit. Now he was just a few strokes removed from exploding inside her.
A few quick, plunging strokes later the droplets of thick white fluid started to explode from the end of his tumid, towering shaft.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT'S BLAST-OFF TIME," he grunted. "COME ON, OOOHHH, KEEP FLINGING YOUR BUTT. OOOHHH, THIS IS SO GOOD. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT'S FUCKING. OOOHHH, ITS TERRIFIC FUCKING."
His highly stimulated cock kept on pushing with burning anxiety as it slammed into the wetness of her soggy fissure. He kept on pumping and thrusting until the final few drops of turbulent white juice finished exploding from the end of his stirring organ.
The final drops of explosive fluid spilled from the end of his torrid organ, after which he then eased his now thoroughly satisfied cock from the tightness of her steaming fissure.
"You're tight, fantastically tight," he said. "I could fuck you forever, honey."
"With a nice long cock like you've got, that's exactly how long I'd like to be fucked by you," she smiled. "You know, it's a funny thing how it sometimes works out."
"What do you mean?"
"The guys who are so shy and unassuming. The ones who don't seem to get involved right away. Like you. They're the ones that end up the tigers so much of the time."
"I'm pleased that you'd call me a tiger," he smiled.
"It wouldn't be fair to call you anything other than that. That's exactly what you are, my sweet. Damned, you sure did know how to fuck me. You knew how to plunge your hard, stabbing stick deep inside me. Ohhhh, I can still feel it inside me, driving hard, pushing into my pussy."
"One thing about it," he laughed. "You can't say that I overstudied tonight."
"You silly boy. You were working right up until a few minutes ago. Right up until the time that I started seducing you."
"Yeah, but I sure slacked off after that."
"I would hope so. You know, like I was telling you before, you can't just live by studying alone. You've got to get a little fun out of life."
"I suppose you're right. At any rate, I guess we both had a lot of fun just now. It was a fantastic experience."
"It certainly was, my darling. The kind of experience that I was dreaming about. I was pleased to see that you were dreaming about it, too."
"Yesh, I sure was. It makes me feel so stupid now to think about how shy I was."
"Don't chastize yourself. The main thing was that you finally turned things around."
"Yeah, I suppose so. But the point was I was just thinking about how much more action I could have gotten from you."
"We've got a lot of time to catch up," she told him.
"Yeah, I guess so. As for now, I guess we'd better get our clothes back on and go our separate ways. I'm kind of tired now. The sex really relaxed me."
"You needed to be relaxed. You were so uptight."
"You know, you're right. I didn't realize just how much uptight I was until after I got my rocks off. But now that I can see the contrast, I figure I'm gonna get more of the same on a regular basis now. And I know just who to ask."
"You won't even need to ask," she explained. "I'm gonna be there all the time, darling, bugging you at every step."
"You won't have to bug me very hard," he grinned. "Certainly not after tonight."
"No, tonight opened up an avenue of new sensation, of new experience for both of us."
"That it did. It really did."
With that he smiled contentedly.
CHAPTER FIVE
The following morning, as Sue awakened in a state of euphoria as a result of the exciting sex she had enjoyed with Norm Sheen, the insistent ring of the telephone interrupted her thoughts.
She wondered just who was calling her. The phone rang very little in that she was keeping basically to herself and did not even know that many people in Childress.
"Hello," she said.
"Good morning. Sue. This is Mrs. Nader."
"Oh, yes, Mrs. Nader. How are you?"
"I'm fine, thank you. I believe according to your work schedule you're slated to come in at two o'clock this afternoon. Isn't that correct?"
"Let me see. Today's Wednesday. Yes. Two o'clock."
"I was wondering if it would be possible for you to arrive at the fraternity house just a few minutes earlier today. Like say about one-thirty. I have something that I must discuss with you."
"Of course. I could make it then."
"Thank you. Then I'M be seeing you at one-thirty, my dear."
"Yes, Mrs. Nader."
"Good-bye."
"Good-bye."
As Sue Daniels hung up the telephone, she couldn't help but feel just the slightest bit apprehensive. There was something in Mrs. Nader's voice that she didn't like, a certain inflection of urgency. There was nothing that really stood out, but something she just sensed, and being an intuitive person she was not about to dismiss such feelings or instincts out of hand.
At any rate. Sue arrived that afternoon at one-thirty in Mrs. Nader's office. It was a small but compact room in the back of the large fraternity house.
"Hello, Mrs. Nader," she said, walking into the room and observing the attractive, slender redhead, who sat behind her desk attentively.
"How are you. Sue?" she smiled.
"I'm fine."
"Please sit down."
The moment that Sue sat down, she observed a look of concern in Mrs. Nader's intelligent, appraising brown eyes. Now she was convinced that her initial instinct had been correct. There was something wrong, something that Mrs. Nader wanted to discuss with her.
All of a sudden a thought seized her! Could it be? she asked herself. Could she possibly know about what had happened the evening before between herself and young Norm Sheen? She thought back. Surely she'd had the foresight to lock the door. Yes, she distinctly remembered having locked it. Then how could they have possibly been discovered? For one thing it was late, very late, and everyone else was gone. Could someone have snuck onto the scene? But how? Certainly not with the door locked. At any rate, these questions continued to plague her, to inundate her mind as she stared with a troubled expression at Mrs. Nader.
"Something like this isn't very easy to begin with, my dear, but I'll make it as brief and put it as tactfully as possible," she began.
The blonde's heart began to flutter. She kept telling herself to be calm, to get a grip on herself, to deny any accusation that might be made. Maybe somebody had a hunch. The only thing she could think of was that the young man had blurted out the whole thing to either Mrs. Nader or somebody who in turn had told her. Yet that would not have been like Norm Sheen at all, at least the way that she had analyzed him. Yet one could scarcely say for sure. Even though he was intelligent and highly analytical, and was concerned about preserving his own best interests, he also was relatively inexperienced when it came to sex. Just maybe he would have wanted to tell one of his fraternity buddies, and in turn, somehow, Mrs. Nader had been apprised. At any rate, she sat there pensively.
listening to Mrs. Nader as she revealed more of what she had on her mind.
"You've done a very good job since you've been here. Sue, and I certainly have appreciated your good work," the redhaired woman explained.
Now Sue felt better. Whatever it was, it at least couldn't be that serious. Apparently she knew nothing whatsoever about the sex escapade that she had engaged in with Norm Sheen. But why the troubled look on her face? She would soon find out.
"Here's the problem, however, my dear," the woman explained, speaking slowly. "You see, unfortunately we have a very limited budget here at Childress College. The budget is naturally even more restricted when it comes to fraternities. We operate on a shoestring here at Delta Fraternity and have for quite some time."
"I see."
"I know you've done a very good job. I've heard nothing but good reports about your work from all the young men. We still, however, have this budgetary problem. Well, it's hard for me to say it, but what I guess I'm dreading telling you but have to is that we might not be able to continue to afford a maid here at Delta Fraternity."
"Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that," Sue Daniels said, her chin dropping noticeably. "I've really enjoyed the stimulating experience of dealing with all these bright, alert young men on a nice campus. You see, as I told you when you interviewed me, I was trying to get away from the traumas of my marriage and the life I'd had with my husband in Lincoln. This has been the perfect antidote. It's provided me with an income, which I badly needed, and it has given me an opportunity to put my life on a new footing."
"Don't think I'm not aware of that," Mrs. Nader said, heaving a long sigh. "As a matter of fact, that's one of the reasons why I was so eager to hire you after speaking with you."
"What's that, Mrs. Nader?"
"I think it's time for us to communicate on a little more informal basis, my dear. You can call me Dorothy. At any rate, what I'm trying to tell you is that I had a comparable experience in my life. You had a tragic divorce which left you very distraught. In my case my loving husband died. In an auto accident just three years ago. He was the head of the English Department here at Childress College."
"Oh, I never heard that before, Mrs. Nader. I mean, Dorothy. I'm really sorry to hear it now."
"Yes. My husband Jerry was a tremendous man. He was such an inspiration to me. Well, at any rate, when he died I knew that I had to find something to do. I knew I had a good education and quite a few contacts here at Childress. I went to the President of the university and talked to him about my life, asking if there was anything that he had that he thought I could do. He said that the Delta Fraternity needed a house mother. Well, this is what I've been doing since, and I feel very good about it. But I don't feel very good about having to reveal to you candidly about our budgetary problems."
"I don't fee! very happy hearing about it. I'll make it easier for you, Dorothy. Are you gonna tell me that I'm terminated as of now?"
"No, not quite yet," she shook her head, "but things are getting so bad that I just wanted to warn you. It could come at any time. You see, things have gotten so tough that we had to dispense with the person who services the swimming pool and also the woman who comes in and prepares some of the meals for the boys. It hasn't hit you quite yet, but it could."
"I'm glad you at least warned me. At least it wouldn't be such a shock."
"Well, we're cutting corners. Doing it every way that we can."
"If you'd just allow me to make one suggestion."
"Go ahead, my dear. I'm always open to suggestions."
"Well, back when I was living in St. Louis, my aunt and uncle had a swimming pool. I'd always go there and swim with my cousin. I used the pool so much and had friends of mine use it for parties. My uncle and aunt were awfully nice people and they didn't mind, but I wanted to do my part So I learned how to clean the pool and did a very good job of it."
"You're a very bright and creative girl," Dorothy Nader smiled.
"What I mean is that I'd be more than happy to perform that service for you here. Not only that, but I'm a very good cook. I could fix meals on those special occasions when the young men need somebody to prepare them. Banquets and the like."
"That's very sweet of you, my dear."
"I just want to pitch in and do my share. After all, when you have to make budget cuts, sometimes a person has to don some new hats. I'm telling you that I'm willing to do more."
"You know, I like that spirit," Dorothy Nader said. "We could start you off right away cleaning the swimming pool."
"That would be nice."
"And you know, there's nothing wrong with you using that pool, either, after you've taken care of your regular chores."
"Gosh, I'd appreciate that."
"You can just make yourself comfortable, take a nice swim. You can do it after cleaning the pool. At any rate, I don't want to make your job drudgery, either. Particularly now that you're willing to assume new chores."
"Thank you. I really appreciate your attitude," she smiled. "I do hope that I can stay on here. Of course, if things get too tight and you have to let me go, I'll understand. I'd never hold it against you
"Thank you very much," Dorothy Nader smiled. "Your attitude has been ideal. Sue. Don't think I haven't taken note of it."
"Thank you," Sue said, rising slowly from the chair in which she'd been sitting.
Sue realized that she was going to have to pull more than her weight in order to maintain her position at Childress College. She could see that the small town atmosphere and being away from the pressures that she'd been forced to endure in her married life in Lincoln had put her back into a positive spirit that she had not known in quite some time. Also, she recognized, she was beginning to appreciate the sight of young cock more than ever.
When she had volunteered to Mrs. Nader to clean the swimming pool, she thought immediately about the fact that she would be able to observe the young men of Delta Fraternity in their swimming trunks. In addition, she could show off in her sleek, form-fitting white bikini which tugged at her voluptuous skin so impressively.
The following day she decided to plunge into her pool cleaning activities. She timed her move according to the appearance of handsome young Chuck Ryan. Chuck, a highly popular senior on campus, was Delta Fraternity's president She knew that, in addition to being attracted to him, it would certainly be to her advantage to be liked by him. If anybody could exert some pull and perhaps make the difference in her being retained or let go, and make a significant difference in terms of his recommendation to Mrs. Nader, it would be none other than Chuck Ryan.
As she slinked into view, attired in her white bikini. Chuck's churning body was splashing through the clear blue waters of the heated pool. An indoor pool was so much more practical for Nebraska, where it was only warm enough to utilize an outdoor pool just a short time each year.
While she observed his trim, muscular form churning through the waters, the lovely blonde felt tremendous waves of anxiety sweeping over her crotch. Yes, Chuck turned her on, every bit as much as young Norm had.
She recalled that on a couple of occasions, when she had been cleaning around the fraternity house, he had stolen some glances her way. Several times she could have sworn she saw him staring at the ripeness of her breasts at a time when she was bending over. Then there was another occasion when she was stooping over to clean, that she was convinced he was admiring the shapeliness of her firm, ripe buttocks.
As he kept on swimming, she noticed the versatility in his strokes. He would swim one lap via the freestyle stroke, after which he would do the next in a breast stroke. She observed that his back stroke was also exceedingly proficient. Not only that, but just staring at his sleek, almost nude form in his tight-fitting red trunks caused her to feel waves of sweltering anxiety. How she would have loved to reach inside those trunks and pull out his cock, make it hard and let him service her every sensual need.
Finally she walked slowly over to the edge of the pool. Chuck Ryan had been so busy swimming that he had not even noticed the fact that she was there. He thought he had the pool completely to himself.
"Oh, hi," he said, indicating surprise.
"Hello there, Chuck," she beamed a bright smile, showing her even, white teeth. "Say, I love your stroke technique. You're a fantastic swimmer."
"Oh, thanks."
"Maybe you could teach Mark Spitz a thing or two," she winked.
"Oh, I'm okay, but I'm not in that league," he laughed. "I don't think I'd ever be able to cop an Olympic gold medal, but I have won a few races in my life."
"I'm not surprised.. You were a competitive swimmer?"
"Yeah, I lettered varsity at my high school for three years running," he said.
"How fascinating. What event or events?"
"Well, my big event was the individual medley," he said. "That's all the major strokes combined. You see, I was never exceptionally good at any one of them, but I could more or less hold my own in all of them."
"No wonder you've been swimming so many different strokes in the pool just now," Sue smiled. "I hope you don't mind the fact that I was eavesdropping and watching. It's just that I like to swim myself and when I see somebody who really does a good job of it, well, I can't help but admire them and watch them to see if I can pick up some tips. I'm always looking to improve my swimming technique."
"Well, I don't know if I'm that good," he laughed. "My senior year, though, I did place second in the League finals."
"Very commendable. You're certainly a top-flight swimmer by my standards."
"Say that's right. Mrs. Nader was telling me that you're gonna be cleaning the pool now. I guess we'll be seeing a lot of you around here, won't we?"
"That's right, you definitely will."
The blonde had lowered her voice dramatically, and at the same time she seductively eased her breasts forward, tilting them in an upward fashion, giving the slender, dark-haired, handsome young man a good look. She could see that he was fully taking advantage of the opportunity. His blue eyes widened as he stared at her firm breasts. The expression on his face indicated that he was quite impressed by what he was viewing.
"Say, I'll tell you something," he said with a wide grin.
"What are you going to tell me?"
"Well, you're talking about wanting to learn a little technique. I would be glad to give you a pointer or two if you would like me to."
"What a sweet gesture," she smiled. "As a matter of fact. Chuck dear, I was thinking of maybe jumping in the pool right now. That is, if you don't mind me joining you. I'd cleaned it a little bit earlier, and I wanted to just take a relaxing swim."
"That'll be super," his eyes lit up. "Sure thing. I'd like to have you join me."
"I'll bet I learn a lot about swimming just being around you," she smiled at him with admiration.
"Well, I think you're overrating my abilities, but I appreciate what you're saying all the same," he told her. "So anyway, why not jump in? The water's fine."
"Yes. It's just the right temperature."
"Yeah. I think you put it up a couple of degrees, didn't you?"
"Yes. I thought it could stand it. It was just a little chilly before."
"That's true."
"I've got it at a comfortable eighty-four degrees. As far as I'm concerned that's just a perfect water temperature. You make it cooler than that and it kind of shocks the body, at least for a little while. You make it any warmer and you know what happens."
"I sure do," he laughed. "When the water's a little too warm then you get loggy. I mean, you get so lazy that you're floating rather than swimming.
Then you want to get out, lie down and go to sleep."
"Exactly. That's why I did my best to find a happy medium."
"You succeeded."
"Good. Okay, so now I'll join you."
She couldn't help but be elated over the way things were going. If there was one thing that the beautiful blonde wanted to do, it was to press her body next to that of the lithe, sleekly muscled swimmer. As long as the two of them could get acquainted in the water, then it would be that much easier to entice him into engaging in sex.
Sue executed a graceful dive into the pool, after which she then swam a lap in the freestyle stroke.
"Keep your head down a little more," he called out to her. "You see, your body's jerking a little too much, Sue. Also, point your toes. You've got to point your toes more. Your movements are a little too jerky. If you slow down a little and just concentrate on technique, you'll surprise yourself. You'll actually wind up swimming faster, even though it might seem slower and a little more labored in the beginning."
Sue promptly followed Chuck Ryan's advice, and after swimming two laps, he complimented her.
"Better, much better," he said, nodding agreeably as she stopped to rest in the shallow end of the pool.
Once again she tilted her breasts up, this time making the movement even more obvious than before. She was pleased to observe the manner in which Chuck's bright blue eyes instantly and attentively fastened against the warmth of her breasts. As he walked toward her in the shallow end of the pool, she stared down at his tight-fitting red trunks and observed his cock beginning to harden. That was one thing about wearing such tight trunks, she observed. It was quite noticeable that he was developing a hard-on-and from where she stood it appeared that Chuck Ryan possessed a formidable penis indeed.
He stopped just a few feet away from her.
"I want to really thank you for your advice," she said, staring into his eyes. "I knew you could help me. I'll bet you could help me with other strokes, too."
"Oh, sure, glad to, really glad to," he gulped. "You want to do some more swimming now?"
"No. For the time being I'd just like to rest. Just stand here and catch my breath. I swam quite a few laps. More than I thought I would."
"Yes, you did, and you looked very good."
"You're not just saying that?"
"Hell, no. You look great. You really do. Not kidding at all."
"That's wonderful," she smiled, licking her lips sensuously. "I guess that had everything to do with me having an excellent teacher."
"I don't know about that," he laughed. "I'd say it had a lot to do with your being able to follow instructions and knowing what you were doing."
"You're such a sweet young man. No wonder you're so popular. So popular that you're named president of your fraternity in your senior year. What an honor. Being president of a fraternity of such nice, high-caliber young men. Well, they recognize quality."
"I don't know what to say," he smiled, a little shyly. "You're saying such nice things."
"Would you think it strange if I made an off-beat suggestion?" she asked.
"Go ahead. I've been told I'm a pretty off-beat guy myself."
"Good. Then I guess we've got something in common. That among other things."
"Anyway, what's the suggestion?"
"Well, I don't know if you're much of a prude or not, but I always enjoyed swimming in the nude. Would you care an awful lot if I took off the top of my bikini?"
She eyed him closely, observing the manner in which he responded. His eyes widened with growing lust. She knew that he was decidedly breast conscious and now she was going to really entice him, causing his cock to harden more than ever. All she had to do was remove her bikini top and let him stare at her shapely jugs.
"Go ahead, take it off," his voice came in a husky half whisper. "I won't mind. No, not at all. I'm no prude. Far from it."
"Well, fine, darling. Well, I guess nobody else will be around here, will they?"
"Naw. Matter of fact, I reserved the pool for myself for the next hour."
"Oh, you did?"
"Yeah. One of the prerogatives of being fraternity president."
"How great. Then that means nobody will burst in on us here?"
"That's right," he nodded.
CHAPTER SIX
Easing her body forward, the lovely Sue Daniels reached out and undid her bikini top.
Even though she would have liked to literally tear her bikini top off, plus the bottom as well, and stand there pantingly in the nude for the hungry young fraternity president, she knew that discretion was her chief ally at that moment. The smart thing, therefore, was to entice him ail the more, to operate slowly, to ease her bikini top off with tantalizing precision while the young man sat there and smoldered in his state of acute sexual need.
Every now and then she would steal a glance down at his crotch, which continued to swell with the increasing fires of sexual hunger that permeated his entire body. Deliberately she fumbled with the straps of her bikini top, looking into the young man's eyes and grinning.
"Mercy me, I'm all thumbs," she said.
Young Chuck Ryan wanted to cry out frantically and tell her to remove her bikini top as quickly as possible. He longed to stare at the exposed loveliness of her firm, creamy breasts, the enriching white flesh, which he desired more than anything at that moment to reach out and touch, to fondle, to treat as if he owned the succulent warmth of her piercing flesh.
Finally she eased off her bikini top, tossing the filmy material lazily to the pool deck. She thrust her breasts proudly forward, watching as he stared at the cone-shaped surface of her warm, enriching breasts. The longer that his eyes stared, taking in the supple loveliness of her boobs, the better she felt about the way that things stood. Come hell or high water she was going to turn this young man on, and in a big way, even bigger than he was at the moment.
Her fingers reached down and caressed the warmth of her shapely bosoms. She pushed her fingers against them, happy that she possessed such lovely mammaries, the kind that could quickly propel a young man like Chuck Ryan to a state of seething, unencumbered lust.
"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS GOOOOOD," she sighed, letting her fingers continue to cling and pry against the warmth of her succulent flesh. "HOW I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, THERE'S A PART OF ME THAT LOVES TO BE FREEEEE, AAAHHH, AND YOU'RE NOT FREE UNLESS YOU EXPOSE YOUR FLESH. OHHHH, HOW I LOVE IT."
"What beautiful breasts," he gulped. "How I love looking at them. Hope you don't mind me saying that."
"Not at all, my darling. After all, they're there, so why shouldn't we have a chance to enjoy them?"
She removed her fingers from her fleshy boobs, then reached down and let them grip against her bikini bottom. She knew that she was only a few seconds removed from complete exposure in front of this handsome young man, who she longed to please.
"Just look at me," she said. "Tell me something. Chuck. Would you think ill of me if I took off my bikini bottoms as well?"
"No, I really wouldn't," he shook his head. "I don't think anything of nudity. Hell, we all came into this world naked, didn't we? I think people get too uptight about it."
"My sentiments exactly, my dear," she smiled. "All right, then that's exactly what I'll do. I'll take off my bikini bottoms as well. Then you can see me fully exposed. And you'd really like that, huh?"
"I sure would."
"That's good. You're sure you wouldn't hold anything like this against me?"
"Hell, no. Matter of fact, you've got about as beautiful a body as I've ever seen. I love staring at it."
"How good it makes me feel to hear you say that," she smiled.
"I feel that way, I really do."
"Oh, you're such a charming young man. All right, my sweet. Then you're gonna see me. You're gonna see all of me."
"I can hardly wait," he blurted loudly. "Come on, take it off. Oh, don't keep me in suspense any longer."
She knew that her slow, teasing game had come to an end. Sue had enticed this young man just about as far as she dared. She therefore reached down and, with no delay, undid her bikini bottoms, slipping the filmy material slowly down her firm, sensuous thighs, and finally to her ankles. After she slipped out of the bikini bottoms and tossed them onto the deck next to her discarded bikini tops, the young man's heart began to pound thunderously as he stared down at the enticing blonde's muff. He loved focusing his eyes on the fascinating sight of her silky, sparkling pubic hairs, which were intermingled with the wetness of the water in which she had been swimming.
"OOOHHH, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he loudly exclaimed. "MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN I COULD BELIEVE. WHAT A BODY. OH, DAMNED, WHAT A FANTASTIC BODY."
"You're all right on that score yourself, my dear," she said.
"You like my body?"
"Oh, it's just the way I like a body to be. I mean, you're muscular without having overdone it. Your muscles are so sleek. Ohhh, and right now my eyes are focused on another muscle. One that's right between your legs."
Chuck was taken aback at first by her boldness, but as he stared down at his crotch, he observed the bulging hardness. There was no way that he could hide anything like that from anyone, and now he could see that he did not want to hide it at all from this beautiful young woman.
"Oh, honey, that's what you're doing to me," he panted. "What a body you've got. It turns me on. It really does."
"I think I'd like to strip off those trunks," she smiled, moving closer to him. "Would you mind it if I took liberties with you like that?"
"I'd be damned honored," he told her. "Go ahead. Take off my trunks. I want you to. Get them off of me. Get them off right now."
"Okay, darling. I'm glad we agree."
"You're completely stripped. There's no reason why I shouldn't be."
"Yeah, like you said. There's no reason to have hangups against nudity. Isn't that right?"
"That's right. And I'll tell you something else."
"What?"
"I've never in my life felt more strongly about that than I do right now."
"Good. Very good. I have the same burning conviction. Oh, just look at that swelling hardon. I can hardly wait to get that firm, rigid prick of yours out of there. To fondle it with my fingers."
"Like I'm gonna do to your tits?"
"Precisely. We'll find ways of putting our fingers to work, won't we?"
"You bet we will," he declared breathlessly. The young man watched, his slender but muscular thighs trembling as she reached down and grabbed hold of the waistband of his trunks. In an instant she was plunging downward, gliding the wet trunks down his legs. Since they were soaking wet from the water, she had to exert herself a good deal, pulling sharply, and every now and then she would let out a grunt.
"Looks like they're sewn onto you," she smiled. "Yeah, but you're gettin' them, you really are," he panted excitedly.
Chuck eased himself against the side of the pool in its shallowest part. He kept on staring at the sight of the sensuous, naked blonde and his eyes would periodically focus on her captivating breasts, after which he would then stare down at the inviting softness of her fleecy pubic vee with her stunningly blonde silky pubic hairs.
She kept pulling and tugging until, finally, she had his trunks all the way down to his ankles, upon which he stepped out of them. She tossed them onto the pool deck, where they fell not far from her own discarded bathing suit.
Immediately and instinctively she reached out with both hands, letting her fingers fasten tightly against the tip of his hard, phallic spear. Already he had attained full erection, just from watching her.
"Oh, my, I really must have turned you on in a big way," she smiled triumphantly.
"You REALLY did. Damn, just watching that body. OOOOHHHH, it did everything for me."
"So I see. Well, this cock does plenty for me. I think I'll have a little fun with it. Certainly you're not gonna mind."
"As long as I can take the same liberties with your breasts," he declared.
"That's right. That's a little agreement we came to, didn't we?"
"Yes. Let's do it. Let's really turn on. Let's really enjoy ourselves."
"Oh, we definitely will, my dear. We'll enjoy ourselves a whole lot."
He reached out with both hands and let his fingers probe tightly against the warmth of her firm, ripe breasts. He alternately fondled and pinched them, and after he had exercised his fingers for a few brisk moments against the warmth of her flowing white boobs, he then let them sink against the pebbly warmth of her nipples. Immediately he noticed just how taut and tight the strawberry colored flesh was, and it made him feel good to know that she was just as excited as he was, as born out by the firmness of his hard, resolute shaft which her fingers were steadily connecting against.
At first the shapely blonde beauty had concentrated on the nub end of his stiff organ. She stared down at the tiny eye that seemed to peak out at him as she fondled the warm flesh. After that her fingers started to move methodically against the lust-bloated hardness of his blue-veined cock surface. Up and down her fingers pumped commandingly, grinding against the rigid warmth of his firm, elongated pole.
The longer that her fingers connected against the stirring warmth of his tumid shaft, the faster that his hips and buttocks flung from side to side. Not only that, but his fingers began to gain a state of ever-accelerating intensity as they pushed against the ripeness of her breasts and nipples.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THE WAY YOU'RE FINGERING MY COCK," he gasped. "OOOHHH, THAT'S GOOD, VERY GOOOOOOD."
Commandingly she manipulated her fingers swiftly for a few more minutes agains the resolute length of his stiff, inflated phallic tool. She then reached down and let her fingers grip tightly against the warmth of his flowing, fluid-filled testicles. As she did, he decided to experiment further, to Jet his fingers connect with other portions of her magnificent anatomy.
After gliding his fingers against the warmth of her conical boobs for a few more minutes, he pushed his fingers downward, letting them rub against her tight, oval led stomach, then, finally, against the flaming, sensuous surface of her compact ass cheeks.
As his fingers compressed tightly against the warmth of her buttocks flesh, her flowing white bottom cheeks reacted affirmatively, pistoning back and forth, maintaining a life of their own and enjoying the finger attention that he was spiritedly providing. She responded by squeezing and twisting her fingers against his bulging scrotum.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, YOU'D BETTER LET GO," he finally exclaimed. "OOOHHH, IF YOU. DON'T I'M GONNA SHOOT. THE STUFF'S GONNA SPILL OUT OF ME. OOOHHH, HOW I LOVE IT, HOW I LOVE IT, HOW I LOVE IIIITTTT!"
Finally Sue released her fingers from his testicles. As she did, he simultaneously dropped his fingers from her ass cheeks.
After that, without a word being exchanged, they stared longingly into each other's eyes with looks of hypnotic fascination.
In an instant their bodies converged. His arms clasped tightly around her body, pressing her against him. Sue tilted her breasts and shoved them against the warmth of his chest. She opened her mouth, thrusting her tongue forward in a teasing, snake-like motion, ultimately working it inside the wet warmth of his scalding oral chasm.
Together their dueling tongues moved with lively precision, twisting and thrusting, moving with piercing impact as they enjoyed each other's hot breath and let their saliva passionately intermingle.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The steaming, volcanic tongue activity soon pushed the panting, horny Chuck to the verge of orgasm.
As he released his sweltering tongue from her mouth, he reached out and made a quick grab for her thighs. His fingers pierced them tightly as he lifted her body, proceeding to shove her against the top of the pool at the shallow end. Now she was perched tenuously, half-in and half-out of the water while he held on tightly to her thighs, sandwiching her body and jackknifing her as he stood longingly between her legs, his hard, piercing prick only a scant few inches removed from the succulent warmth of her inflamed pussy.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU, I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU NOW," he cried out with urgency. "I'VE GOT TO FUCK YOU. OOOHHH, I'VE GOT TO PLUNGE MY HOT PRICK INSIDE YOU. TO SCREW YOU. TO SCREW YOU GOOD. TO FUCK YOUR PUSSY. TO REALLY STING YOU WITH MY HARD, DRIVING COCK."
"OOOHHH, HONEY, HONEY, HOW I WANT IT, HOW I NEED IT, HOW I NEED IT," she gasped. "COME ON, DARLING. OOOHHH, PUMMEL ME WITH YOUR STINGING SHAFT. SHOVE IT INSIDE MY CUNT. I'VE NEVER WANTED ANYBODY TO TAKE CHARGE OF ME ANYMORE THAN I DO RIGHT NOW. CHUCK, DARLING, COME ON, YOU CAN DO IT. OOOHHH, WHAT A HARD, DOMINANT COCK YOU HAVE. FUCK ME WITH IT. DRIVE YOUR HOT TOOL INSIDE ME. OOOHHH, I WANT TO FEEL IT, I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HOT, THROBBING MANLINESS INSIDE MY PUSSY. COMPLETELY TAKE CHARGE OF ME. COME ON, DARLING, OVERWHELM ME, OVERWHELM ME."
"OOOHHH, THIS IS THE LANGUAGE I LIKE TO HEAR," he grinned.
"I mean it, I mean it, I really mean it," she assured him. "Come on, take charge of me. Yes, fire that hot, crisp cock inside my pussy. Ohhh, you really know how to plunge with it. I'm feeling so great. Honey, just being around you. But come on, do it, do it to me."
He fingered the warmth of her firm, fleshy thighs. As he continued to hold on tightly, clinging to the warmth of her flesh, he shoved his tumid shaft forward, propelling it toward her steamingly alive, inflamed vagina with wanton desire.
"OOOHHH, FUCK MY CUNT, COME ON, REALLY FUCK IT," she gasped. "COME ON, MY DEAR. OOOHHH, REALLY TAKE CHARGE OF ME. YOU CAN DO IT. BURY YOUR HARD COCK IN ME. OOOHHH, BURY IT NICE. OHHHH, OHHHH, COME ON, DARLING, OOOHHH, LET IT ALL HANG OUT."
With one swift, devastating forward thrust, his onslaught commenced. He watched as his jackhammer, rigid cock disappeared into the invitingly moist warmth of her tight vagina. He loved the fit from the outset, heaving a deep sigh as he experienced the joyful bliss of her throbbing tightness.
Her entire vaginal valley palpitated with stirring warmth as she enjoyed every stiff, determined thrust that he sent inside her fiery fissure, which was inflamed with a sense of encaptured sensuality. How she loved being dominated by young Chuck, the fraternity president, a take-charge guy who was unwilling to take no for an answer, and who was determined to experience the ultimate in sensual pleasures from her burning cuntal pit.
His stiffly protruding cock continued to slam back and forth. On the strength of his first few thrusts he entered her only partway, but now he was hammering with his rigid prong as deeply as he knew how, blazing trails with his phallic dominance, pushing and shoving his stiff, ramrodding cock as it worked inside the tight, wet warmth of her scalding vagina.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, KEEP IT UP, KEEP FUCKING ME, OOOHHH, DARLING, YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO FUCK, OHHHH, CHUCK' COME ON, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUCK," she shouted.
It felt good to be able to let herself go. All too rarely, she realized, had she ever fucked unrestrainedly in the past. Even when she was married she felt a certain degree of restraint if not embarrassment around Frank. Yes, even though he was her husband, she felt embarrassed and was more than a little uptight about sex. She hadn't realized it so much then, but now, as she compared the way she was reacting around this hot-blooded young man in his early twenties, she could see that there was a vast difference in terms of response. There was a purity of spirit that seemed to permeate both of their lustful bodies and this inner turbulence propelled them onward, causing them to enjoy their wild screw to the utmost.
His fingers clung sharply to her firm, fleshy thighs, after which he then let them grind tightly against the warmth of her buttocks.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH, HONEY, YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD," she told him. "COME ON, OOOHHH, KEEP IT GOING. YES, FUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, STING ME WITH YOUR PRICK. DRIVE, IT, DARLING. OOOHHH, REALLY DRIVE IT,"
He kept on burying his shaft to the hilt, watching as his thudding testicles would occasionally push against the warmth of her twisting nether cheeks. He had her exactly where he wanted her, and he was in the same state as well, that of being on a verge of a mind-bending orgasm.
The fact that they were provocatively screwing in such a strange setting, that of the Delta Fraternity's indoor swimming pool, made the whole act appear that much more incredibly fascinating and erotic. The beautiful blonde's long, luscious legs kicked against the water time and again, splashing herself and her rampaging lover as he gulped and gasped, continuing to slip and slide with his hard, thunderous cock, which dominated every inch of her velvety nest.
Her pussy snapped resiliency as she welcomed every stirring forward intrusion of her lover. Every now and then she would time his forward thrusts, wielding her shapely buttocks excitedly and shoving her flaming cuntal pit forward to meet him headon, then tensing her leg muscles as she sought to enjoy the ultimate in the way of an enjoyable fuck while providing her lover with the tightest possible sensations.
Eventually his trembling fingers returned to their first target, the warmth of her firm breasts. He loved the way that they uninhibitedly jiggled, moving pendulously back and forth, and now his fingers squeezed and dominated them, clutching tightly as he pushed his pummeling shaft forward once more, slamming it into her vaginal pit as he moved that much closer to the state of a mind-blowing orgasm.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, MY COCK'S ON FIRE, MY BALLS ARE ON FIRE" he gasped. "OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, OHHHHH, KEEP THAT BUTT MOVING. OOOHHH, THAT HOT, BEAUTIFUL BUTT. HOW I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, OHHHHHH, I WANT TO FUCK."
Finally he sank his fingers tightly against her sharply rotating ivory ass cheeks. His stiff, dominant cock pushed its way into her seething vaginal cauldron, almost burying itself to the hilt as he let out one loud, deep gasp. His eyes rolled and beads of sweat poured profusely down both sides of his face as he announced:
"OOOHHH, I'M THERE. OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, KEEP YOUR BUTT MOVING. OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, WHAT FUCKING. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT'S FANTASTIC. OOOHHH, OOHHHH, AAAHHHH, WHAT A SCREW, WHAT A SCREW, WHAT A GLORIOUS SCREEEEWWW!"
At that very same point in time, the beautiful blonde, feeling the gushing warmth of her lover's explosive orgasm, recognized that she could no longer hold back the flood tide of orgasmic passion that had been stirringly developing within herself. Her legs kicked back and forth unrestrainedly, creating a tremendous splashing effect, drenching herself and her lover as she heaved a series of long, deep sighs, her breath coming in puffy gasps.
"AAAAHHHH, OHHHHHHH, I'M WITH YOU, I'M WITH YOU, I'M WITH YOOOOOOUUUUU!" she sighed. "OOOHHH, IT FEELS SO GOOD. OOOHHH, THAT LONG, HARD COCK POUNDING INSIDE ME. OOOHHH, POUND ME WITH IT, DARLING. OOOHHH, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOU. OHHHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUCK. OOOHHH, FUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OOOHHH, HONEY, OHHHHHH, WHAT A COCKSMAN. HOW I LOVE THE WAY YOU'RE SLAMMING YOUR COCK. OOOHHH, HONEY, OOOHHH, HOW NICE, IT FEELS SO GOOOOD."
He panted loudly, incessantly plunging his hard, vigorous cock into her tight, seething, exploding fissure until the final few drops of passionate fluid exploded from the end of his flame-filled dagger, upon which he then removed it.
"Oh, damned, I can't believe what happened," he said.
"Why can't you believe it?" "It's just too good to be true. The whole thing. Honey, can you ever fuck."
"You're not exactly a crude amateur yourself," she smiled.
"No. Of course, around somebody like you the best has to be brought out in a guy."
He reached down and fondled her buttocks appreciatively.
"Ohhhh, when you expose those tits," he said. "I knew then that you'd go all the way. And I knew damned well that I was gonna get the fuck of my life."
"You really did think it was the fuck of your life?"
"I didn't think it, I knew it," he said. "I hope we'll be getting together again. Maybe you can time your pool cleaning for my little private sessions in the pool,"
"That sounds like a splendid idea."
"Then I can count on it?"
"Honey, you can count on it all the way."
With that she reached out and gave the tip of his penis a friendly little tug.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It took very little time for the new Delta Fraternity austerity program, which was being capably administered by Dorothy Nader, to take full hold.
It made Sue feel terrible to see kindly people like the silver-haired, retired woman, Mrs. Dobson, being terminated. Mrs. Dobson had been an excellent cook, and Sue recalled several occasions when she had prepared meals for large Delta Fraternity banquet gatherings. Her food had been excellent and she had been very reasonable in terms of what she charged for her services. But yet, what with budgetary restrictions being in effect to the extent they were, though it grieved Mrs. Nader to have to let Mrs. Dobson go, at feast temporarily, she was forced to do so.
One afternoon some two weeks after the austerity program was undertaken, Mrs. Nader called Sue into her office.
"You mentioned something about being willing to cook" Mrs. Nader began.
"That's right. I'm ready to perform any service that I can," Sue said. "I realize that times are tough and I'm perfectly willing to tighten my belt along with everybody else."
"You have a wonderful spirit, my dear. I really appreciate it. Believe me I do."
"I look at it as the least I can do," Sue shrugged. "After all, I was a very distraught woman when I came here to Childress College. You know, my whole outlook has changed in just the short time I've been here. A friendly, relaxed, smalltown atmosphere. Dealing with all the nice students and wonderful people in the administration ranks that I've had a chance to meet. It's been an illuminating and wonderful experience for me. Naturally I want to do ail I can to see to it that I help this place that's given me such an opportunity."
"Fine. Well, here's what I was wondering. The Delta Fraternity will be giving a banquet in the honor of Tim and Paul Mason."
"Oh, yes. The twins," Sue smiled. "It's so confusing."
"It's literally impossible telling them apart," Dorothy Nader laughed. "As a matter of fact, I now can, but I'm one of the few people in that position."
"How are you able to do it?" Sue asked. "Weli, the next time you see them look very carefully above their eyes. One of them, Tim, the older one by three minutes incidentally. Well, he has just a little bit of a scar. It looks like no more than a scratch, except that it doesn't go away. You've got to look very carefully or you'll never be able to tell them apart at all. But Tim's the one who has the tiny scar that looks like a scratch. It's just above his eyebrow, which makes it even more difficult in a lot of ways to see it."
"You're really a genius for detail," Sue Daniels laughed. "No wonder you're so good at your job." "At one point I asked," Dorothy said. "I just couldn't go on being forced to live in a state of uncertainty. Not knowing which one I was dealing with or talking to. They're nice young men, but who knows. They might sometime decide to play tricks on me. You know how it is with twins. They enjoy often playing little games with people." "Yes, I've heard of that happening before." "At any rate, I guess you're aware of their academic performances this year."
"Yes. I understand that they had the highest grade point averages of any freshman in the school."
"That's absolutely right. So Delta naturally is throwing a banquet in their honor, which is highly deserved. At any rate, what with me not being able to pay poor Mrs. Dobson anymore, I was wondering if you could fill in, my dear. If you could prepare the meal."
"I'd be more than happy to." "You're so very kind. You're flexible. That's what we need around Childress."
"Like I said before. I'm happy to help out any way that I can."
"I just hope that this wouldn't be too much for you. I mean, are you used to cooking for large groups?"
"No, not really."
"Then do you suppose it would be too much?" "Not at all," Sue shook her head emphatically. "You see, I just need a little more time and to prepare a little more food. But no, I'd be happy to do it. It's a new experience. And what's life anyway but a series of new experiences?"
"Well, now that you put it that way. Okay. I'm sure you'll do a good job. At any rate, the banquet is planned for next Tuesday evening. I'll certainly give you sufficient time, if need be, away from your basic maid duties, to prepare the meal."
"I don't think it's gonna be all that time consuming," Sue smiled. "No, I can take care of it without too much trouble."
"All right. At any rate, thank you." "You're quite welcome."
The evening of the banquet. Sue Daniels prepared steak and prime rib. She also prepared her own recipe for au gratin potatoes, which the young men raved about. She then served a delicious parfait dessert, a chocolate cake which contained a good deal of whipped cream.
"You boys will have to exercise now," she smiled. "I filled you up. Well, there's always the swimming pool."
"Yeah, except that we're much too full right now," Chuck Ryan quipped.
Chuck Ryan's quip brought immediate laughter. It made Sue feel good to be a part of the college setting. Not only did it make her feel younger. In addition, she felt like she was really contributing something to mankind for the first time in her life. Whereas before she had been more or less a sheltered housewife, now she was out into the community of a small college town, where she was doing her best to take care of the needs of the young men of Delta Fraternity.
Just as she had returned to the kitchen after talking with the young men, and at a time when they were beginning to depart from the fraternity house following an enjoyable dinner and conversational interlude, the guests of honor, Tim and Paul Mason, followed her into the kitchen. "Listen, we want to do our part," Tim said. "We sure do," Paul nodded. "I mean, after all, you've done so much. You've been like a whirling dervish all njght."
"I thrive on activity," Sue smiled. "Everything's just fine. What did you mean by doing your part?" "We want to help you with the dishes," Paul exclaimed.
"What nice, wonderful young men," she smiled at them, obviously touched by their gesture of courtesy. "But I just couldn't let you do it."
"Why not?" Tim asked, his expression a combination of puzzlement and disappointment.
"After all, you two were the guests of honor," she exclaimed. "This entire evening was planned for your benefit. On top of that, I'm paid to do things like this around here. I'm kind of like the all-purpose girl. There's no problem with me just getting a few dishes out of the way. But believe me, men. I sure appreciate your gesture. You're such nice young men. ! predict you'll both go far in life."
"Thanks for the compliments," Tim said, "but we really mean what we just said. We'd like very much to help out. As a matter of fact, we'd be kind of disappointed if you didn't let us."
Sue put down the dish that she had just finished washing and drying. She stared into the alert eyes of the handsome young identical twins. She could see from their expressions that they definitely did want to help out. Just who was she to say no? After all, if they wanted to, then she would accept their gratuity. On top of that, there was something infectuous about their personalities that she couldn't help but respond to in a positive way. Since everyone else had by then left the fraternity house, she would be all alone until she finished with the dishes, after which she would leave. It would be a whole lot more fun, she thought, to have these two gracious and handsome young men to talk to while they did the dishes together. It would make the chore go a lot more quickly. Besides, in spite of what she'd said, she was not really looking forward with any great anticipation to doing the dishes. It was drudgery and she knew it. But a lot of the drudgery would be taken out of the thankless chore if the two young men would stick around and converse with her. And on top of mat, they would be removing some of the work from her hands.
For the next few minutes, the young men talked to her about school and life in general. She could not help but notice just how quickly the whole process was going and how rapidly and effectively the dishes were getting done.
About the time that they were down to the last few dishes, the young men began to talk about how good a meal Sue had served.
"You're really an asset to this fraternity," Tim said.
"Why thank you," Sue smiled. "You're both so very nice. Everybody in the fraternity has been so kind to me."
"It's easy to be kind to somebody who has a spirit like yours," Paul said. "And say, that meal was fantastic. Especially that dessert. That terrific dessert."
With that the young men finished the last dish. "Thank you very much," she smiled. "I'm glad you like it." "That whipped cream was too much," Tim burst into laughter.
"Yeah, it really was," Paul exclaimed. "You know what it made us think of?"
"I haven't any idea," she replied, finishing the drying of her final dish.
"Well, we were thinking first of all about how beautiful you were," Tim said.
"Then, we were thinking about something else, too, about how delicious a parfait you would make," he said.
" The stunning blonde was jolted to her very roots. First of all she had been attracted to these two young men, and that was what made talking to them so much fun. Yes, she enjoyed getting some help with the dishes, but mainly she was infatuated by the appearances of these two slender, good-looking young twins. Now here they were, apparently making a play for her. Even though one side of her felt like kidding back and encouraging more of the same, she felt that it would be better for her to adopt an attitude of greater restraint. After all, she.had engaged in sex with two young men from the fraternity already, and the one thing she did not want to get the reputation of being was an easy mark. She hoped that Tim and Paul Mason were at least striking out on their own, and not making a play for her predicated on anything that had been told to them by the two young men with whom she'd had sex.
"Now we're finished with the dishes," Sue said. "I don't want any fresh young men around here."
"We're the freshest and you'd love our taste," Paul Mason exclaimed.
Sue flinched. They had been so restrained in the past, so gentlemanly. Now they were coming on strong, like a couple of horny truck drivers at their first truck stop in weeks. Just what was getting into them? Now she could see it all so clearly. Things had been structured from the word go. First of all they had made what appeared to be a highly chivalrous gesture, that of wanting to help her do the dishes. They had waited around until practically everyone had left, and by the time that they got started doing the dishes with her, all the others had gone. So now it was just the two of them and the beautiful blonde, and as they stared at her lustfully, she knew that this was a predicament that would not be easy for her to get out of. But indeed, was it one that she did want to get out of? The longer that she stared into their passionate, longing eyes, the more she realized that she was deeply attracted to these two young men, and that had been the overriding reason why she wanted them to stick around.
"Now, boys, let's not do anything that we might later regret," Sue said.
"Who the hell would regret it?" Tim asked challengingiy. "We like a good fuck as well as anybody else. I mean, after all, we're normal, aren't we? Just because we're good students and try and be reasonably decent guys doesn't mean that we don't get hardons just like anybody else."
"Absolutely," his brother nodded. "I'm not contesting that," Sue said, still trying to restrain them. "I'm just pointing something out. I am the maid here. I work for the school. On top of that, I'm quite a bit older than you two young men. You should be going out and dating girls your own age."
"We do," Paul snapped, "but lots of times we don't get out of them what we want. They can act like such damned little snippy broads. And so many of them practically want a proposal of marriage before they'll even let you kiss them, much less get more intimate."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry that you've had some problems," she said, "but really, do you think the kind of talk you've been giving me is proper? You should behave like gentlemen."
"We do, up to a point," Paul said, "but then you get horny, you get a nice hard on, and all you can think about is fucking."
"That's what we are right now," Tim said. "We're right where we want to fuck."
"And the person we're talking to is the one we'd rather fuck more than anyone else," Paul said with mounting urgency.
"Oh, I doubt that very much," Sue smiled coquettishly, but down deep she was enjoying it all and she was recognizing more and more that her efforts to apply restraint were nothing more than an act.
"We absolutely mean it," Tim emphatically declared. "We want you. We want you one damned hell of a lot. We'd like nothing better than to turn you every way but loose. You're about the best-lookin' woman we've ever laid eyes on."
"Now you're really getting carried away," Sue laughed. "It's obvious you are horny. When a man starts giving a woman compliments that are quite that overwhelming, well, it's for sure that he's horny."
"That's only part of it," Paul said. "Right from the first time we laid eyes on you, we were thinking about how fantastic you'd be. Okay, this was supposed to be our night? Our night to be honored?" "Yes," Sue nodded.
"So it oughta be our night for other things, too," Tim pointed out. "It oughta be our right to jump into bed together. To have ourselves a fantastic fuck. Just look at that nice large table in here. That would be perfect. I mean, we could screw you so beautifully on there."
"You guys are getting lewder by the moment," Sue said.
But Sue also was unable to suppress the chuckle that fell from her lips as she gently reprimanded the two young men. They stared at each other and smiled knowingly. They could see that she was succumbing fast, despite her outward pretext of being proper.
"You know, we were talking about that parfait before," Paul said.
"Yeah, we've got an idea for another parfait," Tim said.
Sue watched with surprise as Tim opened up the refrigerator door, extracting the container of whipped cream that Sue had used for the parfait.
"I'll bet there's plenty of whipped cream left in here, isn't there?" Tim asked.
"Why is that? You want me to fix you another parfait?" she asked, a little puzzled at the sudden turn of events. Were these two young guys putting her on? It bothered her. For one thing she could feel those searing waves of intensity in her crotch. After having said all those fantastic compliments to her, and having gotten her horny, were they gonna now tell her that the whole thing was a lark? Could they be just two hungry young men who wanted nothing more than another parfait?
"It would take me a long time to whip up what I did earlier," Sue said, "but I could fix you something. A little dessert. With whipped cream on it. Is that what you want?"
"Yeah, that's what we want," Paul said. He looked at his brother and the two of them chuckled.
"Damn right that's what we want," Tim said, continuing to hold on to the whipped cream container. "As a matter of fact, you're the parfait,"
He pointed emphatically at Sue, who looked first at Tim, then at Paui. An expression of total bewilderment encompassed her face.
"Just what are you guys talking about?" she asked.
"Come on now," Tim said. "Don't play cute with us, honey. You've been fucked a lot of times and in a lot of different ways."
"Hell, yes," his brother replied. "A woman as beautiful as you would have had to do just about everything."
"Don't be so certain," she said. "You boys are very intelligent in some ways, but naive in others. A girl can be extremely beautiful and be inhibited. Sometimes because she's afraid that if she starts giving in she'll never stop because there are more guys after her in the first place. Then there are instances of girls who are downright homely and have lots of lovers. They figure that they can't afford to be that particular and so they're much more promiscuous and willing to give themselves to men."
"Okay, that's true, but we still don't buy what you're telling us" Tim said. "That you don't know what we're talking about when we say we'd like to make you our parfait."
"I'm sorry, but I don't."
"You've never gone the whipped cream route?" Paul asked with mounting bewilderment.
"No, I haven't."
"It's real simple," Tim said. "We get you all nice and stripped and stretched out on that table over there, and then we apply the whipped cream. Then we have ourselves a little party."
"You're damned right" Paul said. "We lick it all off. We put it in all the fantastic places. All the obvious spots."
"Then we lick to our hearts' content," the other brother said.
By then she was only too well aware that she was in the presence of two horny and also sophisticated young men. They might have spent quite a bit of time on their studies, but certainly not to the extent of excluding other things. They continued to stare at her hungrily, and finally, as Tim continued to hold on to the whipped cream, he nodded toward his brother. "Yeah, now's the time," Paul said. He walked quickly toward Sue. She backed up, ultimately being forced to stop as her body pushed against the table. She was trapped and knew it, but did she really care?
Her friend Paul reached out and made a grab for her dress. She wiggled and twisted, letting out a few gasps in protest, but Paul was every bit as aware as she was over how much she actually wanted to be stripped by him.
"What a body," he panted, "and what I'm gonna do with it. Ooohhh, I'm gonna get your clothes off. I'm gonna get 'em off real nice. Strip you clean, honey. Really strip you. Give you a fantastic screwing."
"Oh, Paul, ooohhh, shouldn't we forget about this?" she exclaimed. "We're taking an awful risk. I mean, here you are college students, and I work here. I don't know. We just shouldn't. You should find somebody else."
"Like hell," Tim snapped, standing a few feet away from the action. "You want it and we want it. We're gonna have ourselves a nice little party. That whipped cream we had earlier was just a prelude. We're gonna have a hell of a lot more."
"You can say that again, Paul," his brother emphatically nodded. "Oh, damned. Just look at that body."
Soon Paul had succeeded in tugging off the beautiful blonde's dress. As she lay there helpless on the top of the table, wearing nothing more than her skimpy white bikini panties and matching brassiere, the two brothers eyed her hungrily.
"OOOHHH, WHAT A FANTASTIC BOD," Paul gasped loudly.
With that he reached down and made a grab for her bra straps. He unhooked them, pulling them off, then tossing her bra to the floor. His fingers reached out and pushed tightly against the sweltering warmth of her taut breasts. He then eased his thumbs against her nipples, recognizing just how prickly and hard they were.
"You're not foolin' us one damned bit," Paul laughed.
"But the nipples are as hard as rocks," Tim said.
"Absolutely right," Paul nodded. "Damned hard. Oh, yeah, here's a woman who really wants it. Well, we came to the right place and so did she."
By then Sue was beyond protesting. She recognized that any effort in that direction would be interpreted as nothing more than face saving on her part, an effort to make herself look as if-she was being forced to do what she actually desired. The fact that the sex was forbidden was not in any way bothering her, except, from the standpoint of general pretense, and that was quickly vanishing.
Young Paul continued to glide his fingers smoothly against the jutting warmth of her ripely undulating breasts. Eventually he reached down with both hands and let his fingers grasp with urgent tightness the crotch band of her'wafer-thin panties.
"OOOWWWEEE, WHAT A BOD," Paul sighed. "JUST LOOK AT THOSE JIGGLING TITS, TIM!"
"I know, they're fantastic, she's fantastic," Tim said. "Okay, Paul old boy. So get those panties off. Let's get her completely naked. Just the way we want her. We're gonna give that woman a fantastic fuck. One that she'll never forget."
"You're tellin' me," Paul said.
His fingers began to push assertively downward, grabbing hold tightly of the filmy material of her panties, then sliding them down her sensuous, magnificently tapered thighs.
"OOOHHH, LOOK AT ALL THAT CREAMY SKIN," Paul exclaimed. "LOOK AT THOSE DAMN THIGHS. THEY'RE THE BEST I'VE EVER SEEN."
"Me, too," Tim said. "This is one hell of a woman."
"You can say that again."
Paul continued to tug sharply at the filmy panties, gliding them down her legs and eventually off of her, then turning loose of them and watching them drop to the floor.
Then Paul stared down at the enticing loveliness of her fleecy pubic vee. The blonde curls sparkled, and he observed beads of moisture in them, indicating just how revved up this beautiful blonde actually was for sex, despite what she might have contended to the contrary.
"Oh, damned, just look at that," Tim said. "If anybody would make a fantastic dessert, it's this gorgeous woman."
"You're right. You've got the old whipped cream, so we can get started right away."
"This is absolutely crazy," she threw her head back and laughed, analyzing the incongruity of the whole situation. "You mean to say you guys are actually gonna make a dessert out of me?"
"Absolutely right," Tim said, drawing closer, a wild-eyed expression in his eyes. "We're just gonna shoot a little whipped cream into a few erogenous zones."
"Then we're gonna let our wild tongues go to work," Paul winked. "Then after you get all charged up, after we've given you some fantastic tongue action, well, then we're gonna get into some really wild fucking."
"You guys seem to have it all figured out," Sue
Said softly as she lay stretched out on the table.
"We sure do" Tim said. "Now it's time to get started."
Sue could not help but burst into spontaneous laughter as the wild-eyed Tim moved forward, spraying some contents from the whipped cream can onto her breasts. She watched the foamy white substance as it landed against the warmth of her succulent breasts. He did not stop shooting whipped cream onto her breasts until they were completely covered with white mounds of the cream.
After that he moved quickly downward toward her pussy, where he shot some more of the can's contents.
"Ooohhh, you guys are just too much," she shook her head incredulously. "Stop. You're gonna absolutely crack me up. Ohhhh, this is too much. Having all this cream spraying on me. You guys. Oooohhhh, I've seen some wild, crazy men in my life, but you two take the cake. Of course, I'm still probably very sheltered compared to you two. Imagine, I didn't even know what you were talking about at first."
"You'll learn fast with us around," Paul said, admiring her naked body as his brother thoroughly completed the act of filling her hungry cunt with whipped cream.
After that he took her completely by surprise as he shot some of the whipped cream into the crinkly tightness of her asshole.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, IT FEELS WEIRD," she sighed. "COME ON, OOOHHH, CUT THAT OUT. IT'S TOO MUCH. IT'S JUST TOO MUCH WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME."
"Quiet down now, honey," Tim grinned. "Just finishing up. I'm gonna just finish shootin' some of this whipped cream up that beautiful ass, and then we're gonna be ready to fuck."
Paul moved over closer to the action. He stared with hypnotic fascination at the shapely, rpaidly wiggling buttocks of the beautiful blonde.
"OOOHHH, WHAT A BUTT, WHAT A FANTASTIC ASS," Paul loudly declared. "A CREAM PITCHER BUTT. JUST LOOK AT IT, TIM. JUST LOOK AT IT, TIM. JUST LOOK AT IT WIGGLE. IF THAT DOESN'T TURN A GUY ON, NOTHING WILL."
"You're so right, brother, so very right," Tim said. "Okay, I'm finished."
With that Tim moved away, putting the whipped cream can back into the refrigerator and closing the door. He walked back toward the enticing sight of the beautiful, whipped-cream clad blonde, whose breasts, pussy and asshole were inundated by the foamy substance.
"Okay, since you creamed her," Paul said, "you get first suck, brother. Of course, I know what's gonna happen anyway."
"That's right," Tim looked at Sue and smiled. "You see, my brother Paul here is very much an ass man. Not that I don't appreciate a nice ass, mind
you. It's just that I happen to have a preference for tits. My brother likes tits, too, but he just happens to go ape when he sees a gorgeous ass. You saw what happened when he saw you completely naked."
"Yes. I thought he was gonna spin off into orbit."
"Matter of fact, so did I," Paul said.
Sue watched as Paul dropped down to his knees, reaching out and grabbing hold of her smooth, fleshy thighs. He parted them slightly, staring down hungrily at her exposed anal passage, which was covered with the whipped cream.
"You'd better get started," Paul told Tim, "or I'll be taking first suck."
"Oh, yeah, I'll get started, I'll get started right now," Tim said.
With an expression of delirious joy blanketing across his entire face, Tim stared down at the shapely globes of breast flesh. He shoved his tongue forward, letting it slide with lewd meticulousness as he prepared to launch into the sucking action.
"What a fantastic pair of tits," he declared. "Am I ever gonna sink my hot tongue against them, honey. I'm gonna give you a good suck, a fantastic suck, a wild suck."
"You guys are absolutely going crazy," Sue sighed.
"So are you, honey. You're pretending like you aren't, but you really are" Paul declared.
Sue said nothing. She recognized only too well just how correct the two young men were in their assessment of things. She could see that they were definitely highly perceptive young men, the kind that nobody would be capable of successfully conning.
Tim shoved his head downward, letting his tongue lick and slice as it made its first quick, spontaneous contact against the warmth of her left breast.
It felt good to the beautiful blonde to have this horny, handsome young man assertively plunging his tongue against the silky smoothness of her hot boob. It felt strange, exotic, to have him simultaneously gulping down gobs of hot white whipped cream as his tongue penetrated against the ripeness, of her smooth, silky breast.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, OOOHHH, IT FEELS NICE, OHHHH, TIM, IT FEELS SO GOOOOOOP," she gasped. "OOOHHH, OHHHHH, THE WAY YOU'RE WORKING IT. OOOHHH, THE WAY THAT HOT TONGUE IS PLUNGING. OOOHHH, DARLING, KEEP IT UP, KEEP IT UP, KEEP IT UP."
"Oh, yeah, this was the girl who didn't want it," Paul laughed. "Well, it's pretty damned obvious that she did. Okay, I want it, too. I want that hot ass. I want that tongue of mine plunging inside. All right, that's what I'm gonna do. That's what I'm gonna do right now." With the same degree of spearing urgency that his brother had exemplified as he methodically and lasciviously sucked Sue's breasts, Paul let his stiffly protruding tongue plunge forward, allowing it to salaciously slip inside the enticing warmth of her tight anal cleft.
Now her breasts were sharply undulating and her ass cheeks swaying rhythmically as Paul reached down and grabbed hold of the firm, silky hillocks of flesh while his tongue kept on penetrating inside the forbidden tightness of her asshole. As his tongue swept back and forth, driving ever deeper inside her anal passage, he gulped down as much whipped cream as he possibly could. Back and forth his spirited tongue kept on plunging working with assertive swiftness, grinding as it made its way inside of her hot asshole.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YOU ASS LICKER, OHHHH, CAN YOU EVER SUCK ASS, COME ON, PAUL DARLrNG," Sue loudly exclaimed. "COME ON, OOOHHH, KEEP ON DRIVING WITH YOUR TONGUE. YES, MY DEAR. OOOHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK MY HOT ASS. AND TIM, OOOHHH, THE WAY YOUR TONGUE'S MOVING. THE WAY YOU'RE PLUNGING IT AGAINST MY TITS. OOOHHH, I'M GETTING IT, MY TITS, MY ASS, OOOHHH, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT. WHAT A FEELING, OOOHHH, IT'S GLORIOUS, OOOHHH, TREMENDOUS, FANTASTIC, OOOHHH, SUCK, SUCK, SUUUUUUCKt"
Her writhing body began to accumulate sweat as it jack-knifed back and forth. While her thrusting, ripe breasts undulated, she flipped her ass cheeks back and forth, responding to every quick, probing tongue thrust that the hungry, inflamed young Paul provided as he kept up his sharp, spirited thrusting pattern.
Before long Tim, who had launched his sucking just a few seconds earlier than Paul, had succeeded in gulping down the final few drops of whipped cream from Sue's breasts. He now looked down at the enticing sight of her glisteningly moist boobs, moisture that was precipitated in part by his spirited tongue movements and the residual saliva that remained, and the rest stemming from the beads of sweat that accumulated as the beautiful blonde reached a state of ever higher and more acute sexual anxiety.
"OOOHHH, OHHHHH, YOU TIT LICKER, YOU TITS SUCKER," she chided him laughingly. "OOOHHH, HONEY, KEEP DRIVING YOUR TONGUE."
As for Paul, his fingers were pushing tightly and securely against the warmth of her firm white buttocks. The tighter that he pushed, the faster that he plunged his spirited tongue into the tight, burning depths of her anal cauldron. Before long he also had succeeded in swallowing every bit of whipped cream from her enticing target.
"Okay, now it's just a question of who's gonna suck out her pussy," Paul said.
"You're closer to it than I am," Tim grinned. "So go ahead. I'll be jacking off while I watch her spasm like crazy. Here's a girl who will definitely appreciate the fine nuances of pussy eating, and will be a true connoisseur."
"She sure will," Paul grinned. "I know that for a fact."
"You boys have a way of taking me for granted," Sue smiled.
"I wouldn't call it taking you for granted," Paul said. "It's just knowing what you really feel and not going by what you just say."
"Maybe so," she said. "I guess you're pretty hungry. At least judging from the way that you sucked my asshole."
"I sure am. Around somebody like you I can't be anything but hungry."
"Okay, then I guess you'd better get to work with your tongue again," she exclaimed. "I know you want my pussy."
"Yeah, and I know you want my tongue sliding around inside of it. Isn't that right?"
"I guess I might as well admit it," she said. "I've tried to pull off my act of being a good girl for all too long."
"That's right. We might just as well face things the way they are," Paul said. "You want a good screw and there's no reason why you can't get it."
"No, I guess not. Not with a couple of guys as horny as you around," she replied.
The two young men looked at each other and burst into loud laughter. "Here's a girl after our own hearts" Tim said.
CHAPTER NINE
The smoldering urges within Sue Daniels' tempestuous body increased manifold as she stared at the eroticaily alluring sight of Tim Mason, who grinned crookedly as he reached down and unzipped his trousers.
Quickly the young man tugged at his trousers, after which he reached inside them and pulled out his long, lust-bloated cock. Up and down his fingers frantically pumped as he manipulated them smoothly and enticingly against the large, fleshy instrument of which he was so proud.
"Just look at this delicious sight," Tim said. "Oh, Paul. I can tell that this gal loves the sight of a good hard cock. You notice the way she's staring?"
"Don't I ever" Paul chuckled. "I noticed the twinkle in her eyes when she got her first glimpse at it."
"You guys exaggerate so much," Sue shook her head. "You'd think that I was the biggest nymphomaniac in all of Nebraska."
"Naw, we wouldn't say that," Tim said. "We just say that you're a healthy girl with strong sensual urges, and that when you're around the right guys, well, those urges come out. And what the hell is wrong with that?"
"Nothing I guess, at least according to present company," she chuckled.
"You're damned right there's nothing wrong with it," Tim gulped. "I'm just gonna slide my fingers up and down my rockhard spear while I'm watching you two go at it. And my brother is a fantastic pussy sucker. A pussy licker. I've never heard him get any complaints."
"Hell, no," Paul said, smiling broadly. "If I do say so myself, I'm great at pleasing female crotches. There was nothing wrong with my ass suck, was there, honey?" he looked up at Sue and inquired.
"I guess that's one of the big reasons why I'm so willing to let you go down on me," Sue said. "No, baby. As a matter of fact you did a splendid job of plunging your tongue up my ass."
"So there you go. Another recommendation," Tim said.
"Yes, but it's nothin' like the recommendation t'm gonna get when I suck her pussy," Paul said. "After all that juice comes spurting out of her hot slit. She's gonna just love it. She's gonna love shootin' the stuff out of there and into my mouth."
"I should say that she is," he replied.
Paul reached down and let his fingers push tightly against the warmth of her silky ass globes. He had loved and admired the sight of her shapely bottom cheeks from the very beginning, and now, as his fingers pressed tightly against them, he longed to plunge his tongue with lascivious grace and warmth inside the wetness of her throbbing pussy.
Already she could feel those quivering shock waves of sensual anticipation in her sweltering vagina. She extended her legs widely, then heaved a deep sigh, preparing to receive the quick, stirring onslaught of her handsome, ardently pursuing lover.
Sue listened to the loud gasps emanating from him as he pushed his tongue forward, delivering it with ringing warmth as it made its first contact with her scalding vagina. She watched as his tongue spiritedly whipped back and forth. Sue listened to the salacious slurping sounds as he ardently gulped down the whipped cream that his brother had so meticulously supplied her with earlier.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, I'M YOUR OWN PARFAIT," she gasped. "COME ON, DARLING. OOOHHH, KEEP YOUR TONGUE PLUNGING. SLIDE IT AROUND. OHHH, PUSH IT INSIDE MY PUSSY. YES, OOOHHH, REALLY LET IT WORK. LET IT GO TO WORK. SUCK ME, SUCK ME, OOOHHH, COME ON, OOOHHH, THE FLAMES ARE REALLY MULTIPLYING, DARLING. YOUR TONGUE IS DOING IT.
OOOHHH, IS IT EVER DOING IT. SUCK, SUCK, SUCK. I LOVE THOSE CRISP MOVEMENTS. DRIVE YOUR TONGUE REAL NICE. OOOHHH. GET ME OFF, YES, OOOHHH, GET ME OFF." Her lover's fingers kept on pushing tightly against her rapidly writhing buttocks. The harder that they pushed and squeezed, the more quickly that his tongue kept on plunging and sliding as he worked it into the sweltering, moist warmth of her dampened cuntal furrow.
Pretty soon he had finished gulping down the final few drops of whipped cream. He kept glaring down at the enticing warmth of her pink, juicy slash, which he had already propelled close to the point of a wild and deliriously ecstatic orgasm.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, COME ON, KEEP TONGUING MEEEEE," she gasped. "OOOHHH, HONEY, DARLING, DRIVE YOUR TONGUE. DRIVE IT REAL NICE. OHHHHH, COME ON, SUCK ME. SUCK, OOOHHH, DRIVE YOUR TONGUE. OOOHHH, COME ON, PLANT IT. REALLY PLANT IT."
The faster that the rapid-fire onslaught continued, the closer that Sue was drawn to the state of a spirited and volcanic explosion. His tongue kept on whipping frantically, driving into the silken, wet furrows of her cuntal pit.
The blonde's entire body was twisting almost out of control. The two young men listened to the sounds of her flouncing buttocks as they bounced up and down on top of the table which lay beneath her. She hissed and gasped, her hair flailing in her face as she was pushed that much closer to the state of a wild conclusion.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, KEEP YOUR TONGUE DRILLING," she grunted. "COME ON, DARLING. OHHHH, I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT, LOVE THE ACTION. OOOHHH, COME ON, SUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, REALLY SUCK IT."
All the while, as his brother Paul continued to plunge his swift, stirringly moist tongue inside the dampness of her seething, quivering cunt, Tim kept on ardently gliding his fingers up and down the full length of his long, fleshy organ. Finally he released his fingers from his captivated spear, and as he did he moved several steps closer to the panting blonde beauty, who continued to writhe and mewl with spirited joy.
"Reach out and grab hold of my long prick," he said. "Come on, I wanna feel your fingers pumping up and down on it. It'll give you extra thrills."
"Oh, that'll be super," she declared. "Feeling my pussy sucked while I'm grinding my fingers up and down your cock."
"That's right. So let's do it Let's get into it. Right now."
"You sound impatient, my dear." "I am. I get real impatient when I'm this turned on."
"I can see why. Oh, that is a luscious-looking cock. If s absolutely sumptuous. I'll bet it would feel good in my fingers. Running them up and down.it."
"Absolutely, yes, absolutely," he said. "So come on. Grab hold of it. Really move your fingers nice."
She reached out with both hands, letting her fingers slide smoothly over the mammoth tip of his firm, erect cock head. The quicker that her fingers manipulated against the enticing warmth of his steaming organ, the broader the grin that surfaced across Tim's face. It made Sue feel as if she possessed a tremendous degree of awesome power, what with the spell she was wielding via her finger movements along the fleshy base of his stiff prick, and the rapid-fire tongue stimulation that she was receiving from Paul.
Paul sensed immediately the dramatic heightening of beautiful Sue's sensuality. Even though she had been gasping and writhing, and her buttocks had been flouncing atop the table while he had buried his tongue in the wet, cavernous warmth of her flaming pussy, now that she was simultaneously grinding her fingers up and down his twin brother's cock, she was propelled into a state of whirling dervish anxiety, one from which she would not escape until the stirring juices of her impassioned love fluids catapulted from her inflamed organ.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, KEEP SUCKING ME, OOOHHH, DRIVE YOUR TONGUE INTO MY HOT PIT," she shrieked. "COME ON, OOOHHH, KEEP YOUR TONGUE GLIDING. OOOHHH, SUCK ME. YES, OHHHHH, SUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, I'M ON FIRE. YES, OOOHHH, I'M REALLY ON FIRE. OOOHHH, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK!"
She ground her hips salaciously, extending her sweaty, trembling thighs even more than before as her lover kept on shoving his quickly pistoning tongue inside the burning furrow of her impassioned vagina.
"OOOHHH, I'VE GOTTA JUICE, I'VE GOTTA JUICE, GOTTA JUICE," she sighed. "OHHHH, HONEY. KEEP ON PUSHING. YES, PUSH. OOOHHH, DRIVE YOUR HOT TONGUE, OOOHHH, I'M REALLY FEELING IT NOW."
She itched and trembled with a burning anxiety, a lusty desire to explode her impassioned juices inside of the hot mouth of Paul. Sue admired him tremendously for the manner in which his quick, decisive tongue was making rapid-fire contact inside her moist cuntal petals.
Back and forth his stirring tongue continued to plunge and twist, and as it did she pumped her fingers that much more quickly against the stiffness of Tim's excited, fluid-filled pole.
"You really know how to finger," Tim grunted. "Ooohhhh; I love the way your fingers are moving. Really let them slide, honey. This is great. Ohhhh, you're captivating me with those fantastic fingers. Ooohhhh, ohhhh, I just love it. I love the way you're planting them. Come on, keep on planting them. Plunge them real nice. Up and down my hot prick. Ooohhhh, ohhhhh, it's so gooooood."
Finally the beautiful blonde realized that she could not hold on much longer. With a look of sympathy, she stared into Tim's eyes.
"Would you mind if I stopped jerking you now, honey?" she said. "I want to get ready for my orgasm. Ohhhh, your brother's doing such a fantastic job of reaming out my pussy. I wanna be shooting. I'm gonna be gushing, honey, gushing like I've never gushed before." , "As a matter of fact, I think you oughta take your fingers away from my cock," Tim grinned. "You mentioned gushing. Well, if you don't do it, I'm gonna be gushing pretty soon. The juices are gonna start splashing out of my prick. Spraying like hell."
"Okay, then that's settled," she grinned. "I'll take my fingers off your cock."
As she removed her fingers from Tim's rock-hard peter, he watched her flowing, volcanic body, sweat stained to a state of wild sensuality. Her silky buttocks continued to grind against the table beneath her as her legs extended some more, lewdly and wildly, and she enjoyed every quick, plunging thrust that her lover's probing red digit supplied.
Soon he had pushed her to the state of a thundering orgasm. She heaved a deep sigh, then watched as the stirring droplets of her impassioned fluid catapulted from her flaming vaginal pit and into her lover's hot mouth.
Eagerly he swallowed the flaming droplets of her joyous juice, his tongue twisting back and forth with affirmative glee as he swallowed every drop of her fiery juice.
She lay back and watched, listening to the loud slurping sounds that emanated from Paul as he spiritedly captured every joyous droplet of the beautiful blonde's flaming nectar.
As he removed his tongue from her pussy, Tim pushed himself up next to her, standing with a look of urgency just a scant few inches away from the table. His fingers were pumping frantically as they moved back and forth along the fleshy length of his blue-veined dagger, which he knew just had to explode its tumultuous white juices quickly.
"Come on, grab hold of it," he panted. "You played with it. Well, now you can suck it. Come on, Paul did a fantastic job of sucking your pussy. So now you can do a fantastic job of bringing me off. I wanna feel that hot, probing tongue. I wanna feel it working up and down my stiff dick."
"Honey, you sure know how to tell a woman what you want," she smiled. "You love giving head, I know you do." "How do you know that?" "I can see that hell-fire expression in your eyes," Tim panted. "Hell, yes. It's there, it's definitely there. It means you wanna suck the hell out of my cock. Well, it's here, it's here for the suckin', and there's plenty of juice in there, too. Oh, damned.
I'm gonna gush inside your hot mouth. It's gonna splash, splash, realty splash. It's gonna gush like hell. It's gonna spurt, like crazy."
"Oh, baby, you really make it sound good," she grinned, "and that's because it is. Okay, I'll do it. I'll suck you off. Ohhhh, anything, anything after that glorious pussy suck."
"It was delicious, right up to the last drop," Paul smiled, releasing his tongue from her vagina and licking his lips.
Paul watched as Sue reached out and let her fingers once again solidly grip the erect tip of Tim's stiff, bloated shaft. She watched as he quickly unzipped his trousers, pulling out his own lust-engorged member, which he let his fingers slide up and down against with rhythmic consistency.
"Okay, brother, it's your turn now, Tim," Paul said. "Let this beautiful little blonde turn herself loose."
"I'm ready to turn myself loose," she panted. "Ohhhhh, this is like heaven, having these two hot brothers here. Two guests of honor. But now you're not concerned about academic performance. That's a thing of the past. You're just a couple of hot-blooded guys who want to get your rocks off and I love every bit of it."
"Of course you do," Tim laughed. "It's obvious you love it. Oh, you're taking great care of my cock. Keep moving your fingers over the tip of it, honey. Really let those fingers slide. Let 'em slide real nice. Oooohhhh, aaahhh, how I like it."
Her fingers continued to manipulate smoothly over the rock-hard tip of his inflamed organ. After that she started pumping up and down, grinding rapidly with her fingers, moving them against the base of his entire spear. Finally she reached down and grabbed hold of Tim's sweltering balls, and as she did, her fingers gripping tightly against the crinkly warm flesh, his whole body jerked and twisted from side to side as he heaved loud, deep gasps, indicating to Sue just how ravenous he was with sensual need.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, YOU'RE FINGERING MY NUUUUUUTS," he loudly exclaimed. "COME ON, OOOHHH, START SUCKING MY COCK. YES, OOOHHH, I NEED YOUR PLUNGING TONGUE. I NEED IT WORKING UP AND DOWN MY LONG PRICK. DARLING, OOOHHH, COME ON, REALLY SUCK ME. YES, OOOHHH, SUCK ME OFF. YOUR TONGUE CAN DO IT. OOOHHH, YOUR FINGERS CAN DO IT. KEEP THEM MOVING, OOOHHH, KEEP THEM SLIDING. AND START SUCKING. COME ON, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK."
He propelled his body sturdily forward, shoving his stiff, bloated cock toward the enticing warmth of the beautiful blonde's mouth.
She pushed her mouth forward, easing her tongue against the tip of his mammoth tool, teasing it enticingly as her tongue whipped against his cock head several times. Finally she took him in like a suction cup, her warmly sensuous, thick red lips clasping tightly around his stiff, blood-engorged penis as she sucked up and down, letting her tongue grind against the sweltering warmth of his stiff, excitement-filled, erect tool.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT, OOOHHH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT," he panted frantically. "COME ON, OHHHH, JUST KEEP THAT TONGUE DRIVING. COME ON, HONEY. OOOHHH, DRIVE YOUR BURNING TONGUE. WHIP IT, HONEY. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT FEELS SO GOOD. SO GOOD, SO GOOD. OOOHHH, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF, SUCK ME OFF. OOOHHH, OHHHHHH, HONEY, OHHHHHH, SUCK, SUCK."
All the while, as the spirited sucking continued, the silent Paul Mason manipulated his fingers up and down the full length of his hot, throbbing man meat. He knew that it wouldn't be all that long before he would be again directly involved in sex. But for the moment he was enjoying watching his brother get sucked off by Sue, whose tongue continued to drive back and forth, whipping sharply against the full length of his captivated organ.
"OOOHHH, COME ON, FINGER MY BALLS AGAIN," he grunted. "COME ON, OOOHHH, FINGER ME. YES, OHHHH, FINGER ME. OOOHHH, IT'S GONNA SHOOT OUT OF THERE. DARLING, OOOHHH, AAAHHH, HOW NICE. OHHHH, HOW VERY NICE. SUCK ME, SUCK ME, SUCK ME OFF. OOOHHH, OHHHHH, COME ON, OHHHHHH, SUCK MEEEEEE."
Her fingers fastened tightly and firmly against the bloated warmth of his inflamed testicles. The tighter that she held on, the more sharply that her mouth clasped around his inflamed pole as he shoved his stiff, searing cock deep inside her mouth, propelling his way that much closer to the state of a rampaging climax?
"OOOHHH, HONEY, I CAN'T TAKE IT, I CAN'T TAKE IT, CAN'T TAKE IT," he loudly declared. "OOOHHH, IT'S ALL GONNA SHOOT. YES, OHHHH, THE HOT STUFF. IT'S GONNA SPILL. SPILL REAL NICE. SPILL OUT OF MY PRICK. SPILL INTO YOUR MOUTH."
His hips and buttocks twisted as the first few drops of seminal fluid eased out of the end of his inflamed pecker. Sue eagerly gobbled them up, then awaited more of the same.
"OHHHHH, OOOHHHH, AAAHHHH, OHHHHHHH," he sighed.
Beads of sweat dripped down both sides of his face. His lips tensed as Tim reached down and grabbed hold of his lover's twisting buttocks. She enjoyed this moment of spontaneous bliss, as the spirited droplets of his thick, white penis fluid erupted from the tips of his flaming pole and spurted into her mouth.
"OOOHHH, HONEY, GO GET IT, OHHHHH, EVERY DROP OF IT," he exclaimed. "OHHHH, DARLING, AAAAHHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME, OOOHHH, WHAT A FANTASTIC SUUUUCK."
By then Paul was worked up into a state of seething frenzy. His fingers were pumping with frantic desire up and down the rigid base of his hot, stirring man meat.
After the final few drops of splashing penis fluid had exploded from the end of Tim's cock, and after he had released it from her mouth, his brother pushed his body forward. He released his fingers from his fleshy tool, after which his fingers clutched tightly and pinched against the warmth of his lover's cascading white buttocks.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THAT CREAM PITCHER BUTT," Paul gasped.
"There's my brother," Tim chuckled. "Always ass conscious."
"OOOHHH, WHO WOULDN'T BE, WITH AN ASS LIKE THIS," he declared.
Emphatically his sharp, burning fingers kept on pushing tightly against her captivated buttocks. When he finally released his fingers from them, he reached out with the first two fingers of his right hand and let his fingers drill tightly as they worked their way inside the tightness of her anal passage, the same asshole that he had deliriously sucked earlier in the evening.
"AAAHHH, OOHHHH, STOP THAAAAATTTT," she loudly lamented. "OH, DARLING, OOOHHH, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE TIM. I LOVE DOING THINGS WITH YOU, BUT OOOHHH, COME ON, OHHHHH, I'M VERY
TENDER THERE. PLEASE, OOOHHH, DON'T DO THAT." "Why not?" he chuckled.
"OOOHHH, MY ASS HURTS, OOOHHH, YOU'RE HURTING IT, YOU'RE HURTING MEEEEEE," she shrieked.
"Just for a little bit," he said. "Just getting you warmed up a little."
With that his stiffly protruding fingers shoved against the tightness of her sphincter.
"AAAHHH, OOOHHHH," she once more frantically complained.
"Now stop acting like a baby," he laughed. "If it stings a little, it'll only sting for a while. But you're gonna get used to it. Oh, yes, honey. This is gonna be fantastic. It's gonna be super. I'm gonna just have my self a ball. Ohhh, with an ass like this, how the hell can I miss?"
"That's for sure," Tim said. "Just look at how shapely it is. Oh, damned, I've gotta envy you, Paul. So beautiful. Shoving your fingers into that hot ass."
"It is hot, Tim. And tighter than you can believe. Ooohhh, I didn't think anything could be this tight. This is super, ooohhh, damned, the answer to a guy's dreams."
Finally he dislodged his fingers from the beautiful blonde's trembling anus. She felt fiery waves of pain from the stiff, decisive finger thrusts that he had implanted inside her asshole. "LET ME ALONE," she begged.
"You don't want to be left alone, far from it" Paul shook his head insistently. "As a matter of fact, the best is yet to come."
With that Paul reached out and gripped for the beautiful blonde's thighs. As she stared at htm with open-eyed amazement, he thrust her sensuous, trim, sweat-stained thighs up against his broad shoulders.
Now he was able to stare down at the enticing, forbidden anal passage that he wanted so badly to come into contact with, but now with something more than his finger, with his hot, frantic cock.
"Okay, honey, now you're really gonna get it," he said.
"Oh, please, nothing kinky, nothing crazy," she looked at him with a worried expression. "Everything was going fine, baby, until you fingered my ass. Would you like me to suck your cock like I did for your brother?"
"That'll be fine for another time, honey, but right now I'm steamed up for something else," he stubbornly declared.
"Like what?"
"I want your ass. I want it with my hard-driving cock."
"OH, NO, NO, NO, NEVER, NEVER, NEVEEEEERRRR," she deliriously shouted.
Her body bucked unrestrainedly as the sensuous Sue sought to free herself from Paul's grasp. But she was not strong enough to do so. He continued to clutch tightly at her thighs, and after gritting his teeth, drove his hard, meaty cock forward, letting it make its first decisive contact inside the tightness of her anal passage.
"OOOHHH, HOW BEAUTIFUUUULLL," he sighed.
"OH, NO, OOOHHH, YOU'RE KILLING ME, KILLING ME, KILLING MEEEE," she shrieked. "No, OOOHHH, IT HURTS. OOOHHH, IT REALLY HURTS. THE WAY YOU'RE DRIVING IT INTO ME. OOOHHH, I FEEL SO MUCH PAIN, SO MUCH TERRIBLE PAIN. OOOHHH, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU. OOOHHH, I THOUGHT YOU LIKED ME. OH, NO, YOU'RE ABOUT TO KILL ME. YOUR BRUISING COCK IS. TOO MUCH. NO, DON'T, OOOHHH, STOP, STOP, STOP, PLEASE STOP. OOOHHH, YOU'RE GONNA KILL ME WITH IT. YOU'RE GONNA KILL ME WITH THAT HOT, BLASTING STICK OF YOURS."
The tears streamed down both sides of her face. Sue's cheeks reddened and she continued to sob and shriek deliriously, but all the while the stubbornly insistent Paul continued to drive his hard, flinging man meat into the totally captured depths of her rectum.
He buried his stiff prick into the hilt, his testicles lewdly thumping against her quivering ass cheeks. All the while his frantic movements continued as he pumped and pushed, driving his stiff prick deep inside her, all the way, propelling himself that much nearer to the state of a wild and captivating climax.
"YOU BASTARD, YOU BASTARD, OOOHHH, I'VE NEVER HAD IT LIKE THIS BEFORE," she shrieked again. "YOU'RE HURTING ME SO MUCH WITH IT. HURTING ME SO MUCH WITH YOUR COCK. OOOHHH, WITH THAT HARD COCK. DON'T, DON'T, OOOHHH, DON'T DO IT. COME ON, OOOHHH, STOP IT. OOOHHH, IT'S TOO MUCH. THE PAINTS TOO MUCH."
While he kept on driving his stiff, surging cock into the tight, quivering depths of her bowels, the beautiful blonde then began to undergo a sudden change. She had been so fearful about the idea of having her ass fucked, and continued to feel certain painful sensations, but all of a sudden things were looking better. Despite the pain, the sharp jolts of which she continued to experience, she also was beginning to feel great waves of titillation sweeping through her whole body. It made Sue wonder if she was becoming some sort of masochist. Soon she began to fling her hips and buttocks back and forth as they bounced resoundingly against the table beneath her. And all the while she actually began to enjoy those quick, stimulating thrusts that he projected into the tight inner depths of her captivated anal passage.
Back and forth his throbbing cock thudded as it worked its way inside of her tight asshole. Her hips kept on spasming as she felt his hot, intense thrusts as he buried his stiffly prodding man meat into her sphincter, shoving as deeply as he knew how, gritting his teeth as he savored every delightful sensation that he received from the solid, energetic fucking.
"OOOHHH, OHHHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEE," she sighed. "OOOHHH, I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GETTING INTO ME. ALL I KNOW IS THAT I LOVE IT NOW. OOOHHH, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT. IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT REALLY HURTS, BUT YET I STILL LIKE IT."
"Nothing unusual in that," Paul panted. "You're just learning to love ass fucking, that's all. Oooohhh, ohhhhh, what a tight fuck. Damn, ooohhh, Tim, you're gonna have to fuck her ass sometime, too."
"I will," Tim nodded.
He kept on gracefully pummeling her with his burning, energetic shaft. His fingers clutched tightly against the warmth of her sweltering ass cheeks as he pushed himself that much closer to the state of a wild and spontaneous orgasm.
"OOOHHH, OHHHHH, HERE I GOOOOOOO," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, THE JUICES. OOOHHH, I CAN'T HOLD BACK, I CAN'T HOLD BACK, OOOHHH, IT'S TOO MUCH, TOO MUUUUCH."
His stiffly assertive cock kept on slamming up between her writhing, satiny buttocks. His fingers pushed against the warm folds of flesh as the stirring droplets of his escaping juice spilled from the end of his mammoth spear and into her asshole.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, HERE IT IS, OHHHHHH, AAAHHH, LET'S DO IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, HONEY, OHHHHH, THIS IS SO GOOD. OOOHHH, SO VERY GOOD. OOOHHH, THE WAY ITS SHOOTING. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, OHHHHHH, TWIST YOUR BUTT. YES, OOOHHH, REALLY TWIST IT NICE. WE'RE FUCKING, WE'RE FUCKING."
He slapped lewdly at her ass cheeks, heaving a loud, impassioned sigh as the droplets of his thick, white, turbulent cock juice continued to explode from the end of his burning, inferno-like penis pole.
Several more times he let his surging cock bury itself into the blazing depths of her bowels as the final few drops of his thundering, impassioned joy drops spurted out of the end of his prick.
After that he removed his cock from her deluged anal passage. He patted her buttocks with great affection, smiling broadly.
"Now was it ail that bad?" Paul asked grinningly.
"I don't know," she shook her head. "I've gotta check some time and see if my ass is still there. I guess it is. It's burning like hell."
"So it'll burn for a little while," he grinned, "then it'll go away. I'll tell you something, though. I have a feeling that's not gonna be your last ass fuck you ever got. I'm surprised that it took so damned long for you to get this first one."
"I would never even consent to it before," she shook her head. "If you hadn't taken me by force, I wouldn't have consented to it now."
"I've got news for you. It was only force for a littfe while."
"I know. I won't try and deny it," she smiled. "I was only against it at the beginning."
CHAPTER TEN
Several days later, after Sue Daniels had enjoyed the tremendous sex interlude with the Mason twins, she got another call from Dorothy Nader.
"Say, Sue dear, I understand you did a terrific job the other night," she said. "I've been meaning to tell you how much I appreciated it."
"Oh, thank you for calling," Sue said. "I was just doing my part, that's all. But it always sounds good to hear somebody praising you."
"You did tremendously, my dear. You've really done a fantastic job. Absolutely fantastic."
"What can I say?" Sue chuckled a little self-consciously. "You've been awfully nice, Mrs. Nader. Very nice"
"Hold on now. Didn't I tell you to call me Dorothy?"
"I'm sorry. Just a slip."
"At any rate, my dear. There's something I have to talk to you about. It's really very urgent"
"Fine. When do you want to see me?"
"I apologize for disturbing you on your day off."
"Oh, that's all right. I wasn't really planning on doing much of anything today anyway. Why, do you want to see me now?"
"I'd appreciate it if I could see you in the strictest confidence at seven-thirty. I'm closing the fraternity house today at seven so there will be nobody here but us. I'd like to have a chance to talk to you alone."
"I hope there's nothing wrong," Sue said with obvious concern.
"I'd just prefer to talk to you then."
"Did I do anything wrong?" she asked, a little fearful about what Mrs. Nader had on her mind. After all, she was certainly potentially vulnerable, considering all of the sex she'd had with no less than four of the Delta fraternity brothers.
"No, nothing you've done wrong, my dear," she said. "I mean, I just have something I have to talk to you about."
"Then I'll see you at seven-thirty."
"Yes. Seven-thirty, then."
"Fine."
"Good-bye."
Throughout the entire day Sue was tremendously concerned about what Dorothy Nader might have to reveal to her. There had been a rather troubled inflection in her voice. Of course. Sue had asked if she'd done anything wrong, to which the woman had replied in the negative. But yet, did that really have to be all that significant? Certainly not, she quickly concluded, after which she began to worry that much more. She had more or less forced Dorothy Nader's hand by asking her if she had done anything wrong, and certainly she would have to reply that she had not. On top of that, she thought she heard a certain tentativeness in the red-haired woman's tone, one that might have indicated that she indeed was extremely concerned about something that the shapely blonde woman had done.
Even though she did not know of any of her fraternity lovers having mentioned anything to Dorothy or anyone else, there was always that risk. Yes, there was always the possibility that someone had actually told Mrs. Nader or someone else, who had in turn related the information to her.
Sue tried to tell herself that her fears were groundless, but she couldn't convince herself of that. So instead of enjoying her day off in the manner in which she had intended, mainly by relaxing and watching a little television, she spent most of the day just staring up at the ceiling. She fixed herself some dinner, which she slowly picked at, then left for her meeting with the red-haired Dorothy Nader.
When she arrived at Mrs. Nader's office, the older woman stared up at her, her eyes containing a certain vacuousness.
"Can you please close the door behind you, dear," she said.
Sue closed the door, then walked over and sat down opposite Mrs. Nader's desk. The red-haired woman was clad in a bright green pantsuit. As usual, she looked very attractive in a tasteful manner.
The one thing that completely separated Dorothy Nader that evening from the very able and business-like administrator that Sue had known in the past, however, was the fact that there was a half-empty bottle of Scotch sitting on top of her desk. Beside it were two glasses, one of which was partially full, the other of which was empty. As Dorothy Nader began to speak, her words slurred slightly. All of a sudden things came into focus for Sue. Maybe that was the reason why her voice had sounded so tentative before. If she had been drinking then it would be all the more understandable. On top of that, it explained why her eyes had contained such a vacuous look when she'd entered the room.
"As you can see, honey, I've been hitting the bottle," she looked up at Sue and grinned pathetically. "I hope you don't think ill of me for it."
"Why should I?" Sue said, providing Mrs. Nader with a reassuring smile. "I'm no prude."
Immediately Sue saw the irony of her statement. After all, if Dorothy Nader had any idea of the wild sex activities in which Sue was engaging, then she would no doubt not express even the slightest equivocation or doubt concerning what Sue's opinion might be of her drinking.
"That's good, dear, very good," she said, "because I'm gonna ask you to do something very irregular."
"What's that?"
"I'd like you to have a drink with me," Dorothy Nader said. "I'm really feeling terrible. Down in the dumps. I mean, I thought about what you said when I interviewed you right here in this very same office. Poor girl. You were in a pretty bad way, weren't you?"
"Yes, I really was. But I'm feeling a whole lot better now."
"That's good. Perhaps that's why, I wanted to talk to you. I can kind of let myself go more. For one thing, you're a woman, a very beautiful one at that, I must add."
"Thank you. I appreciate that."
"At any rate, I can talk with you a lot easier than I could with one of the guys. Oh, they're very sweet. I think the world of them. But you know what I'm driving at. It's easier to talk to a woman. I think that you could understand things that they couldn't. You could empathize in ways that they couldn't begin to, simply based on the fact that they're young men and they have a different experience level. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, I would say so."
Dorothy Nader's hand shook with a certain degree of unsteadiness as she poured some Scotch into the empty glass, which she then handed to Sue.
"Here you are, my dear," she said, after which Dorothy then refilled her own glass.
Even though Sue wasn't much of a drinker to begin with, and felt strange about the idea of indulging with Dorothy, she decided that it would be inadvisable to refuse to drink with the lovely red-haired administrator. After all, she had to keep on the good side of her boss, for one thing. But there was another reason as well. There was the human side to consider. Dorothy quite obviously was in a highly distraught frame of mind, and wanted to reveal her troubles to Sue. It therefore made her feel a certain added measure of comradeship to have the young woman drink with her.
"I've really enjoyed my association with you," Dorothy said. "As a matter of fact, my dear, sometimes I really get down over losing my husband. Jerry was such a wonderful man."
"I know. That's what you told me. I'm sure he was. After all, you're such a fine person. You deserve the best."
"How sweet. You're such a nice girl. Well, what I was going to tell you about was that you remind me of somebody. Somebody I thought so much of. One of the persons I really admired in life. And you don't really meet all that many that you admire. I mean truly admire."
"I don't know what to say. Except thank you."
"You know, this is the thing that I was thinking of the first time I met you," Dorothy said, staring wistfully into Sue's eyes. "I couldn't help but notice how much you resembled this young woman that I knew so well."
"I see."
"Her name was Molly. A lovely blonde. Beautiful figure, just like you. I couldn't help but feel tremendous admiration for her. I met her just when I got out of college. My first job. It was as a secretary in an accounting firm. A large firm in St Louis. Molly and I were the most popular girls in the office. Well, I guess I might as well say it, and I hope you don't think that I'm bragging. The truth was we were the two most attractive girls there."
"That's not bragging. All you're doing is acknowledging what you've got You are an extremely attractive woman."
"You're so sweet" The red-haired woman took a long sip from her glass before resuming. "Molly and I got along so beautifully. You see, we had something in common. We were the kind of girls who weren't about to get reputations as wild women. That's what we would have had to become to please the sex appetites of the hungry, horny guys in the office. I mean, they were on us all the time. I mean, young guys, all the way to some of the older fellows. Guys who were married, divorced, single, you name it. They were all after us."
"I know what you mean," Sue said. "I've had that happen to me as well."
"Of course you have. The only way you could have ever avoided it would be if you just locked yourself in a room by yourself," Dorothy Nader declared matter-of-factly. "If a woman is as stunning as you are, well, it's only natural that she's gonna have a collection of guys running after her, panting all the time, constantly seeking to get on her better side."
"Yes, that's so true."
"Well, Molly and I had it, and we would sometimes compare notes. We'd fell each other the best ways of fending off advances from these different guys. Oh, don't get the idea that we wouldn't allow it. Occasionally we would, if we happened to like a guy, but we had to be very careful about it. You know how it goes. We didn't want to offend other people that we had to work with. That's what made it so ticklish. We couldn't go out with all these guys,"
"Obviously not."
"But mainly we started going out with each other. I mean, we'd both had pretty strict upbringings, and we had that in common right at the start. But we weren't exactly what you'd call prudes, either. So we got along real well. We went to shows together, had dinner together, and we'd often go out for drinks after we got through at night. We even lived in apartments not far from each other. We both wanted to live pretty close to our work."
"It's nice you had such a favorable friendship with this girl Molly. What happened to her?" Sue asked curiously.
"I'm coming to that in time," Dorothy Nader declared. "At any rate, darling, I don't know if you can relate to this. I hope you can. I really hope that you don't think that I'm awful or perverted or something when I tell you what happened."
"I doubt it. If I haven't experienced something, at least I've heard about others who have experienced it, and I hold very little against anybody."
"Well, here's what finally happened. I just couldn't help but be attracted to this beautiful young blonde woman. I mean, she had such a beautiful figure. In the summertime when I'd be over at her apartment or she'd be over at mine, I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful breasts. They were so well shaped, so firm. Just like yours. And when she was wearing shorts, well, that was too much. Those beautiful thighs. Just magnificent. Shapely. So creamy. I started wondering just what it would be like to reach out and touch her breasts. Or her thighs. Either. I started wondering if i was going crazy. You ever have anything like that happen to you?"
"Not on the order of what you're talking about" Sue gulped.
Sue was beginning to feel highly uncomfortable sitting there in her chair. Her buttocks began to squirm and she found herself taking quicker gulps from her glass until, finally, all of the Scotch disappeared. The alert-eyed Dorothy Nader immediately spotted the empty glass, which she promptly refilled. Sue recognized that she should not be drinking a refill and it would be better for her head to remain clear, but during that moment of confusion she instead decided to go the other way, and so she began to quickly gulp down her second drink as Dorothy continued to unfold her story.
"Anyway, one Saturday night Molly had some car trouble," she related. "We were coming home from a late night movie. She came up to my apartment and she was quite angry. She wondered what she should do. I told her she didn't need to worry about anything, and that she could stay the night with me. It was perfect in particular because it was a Saturday night and that meant there was no work the next day. Well, I guess you can probably figure out what happened."
"No," Sue said, obviously lying. She was only too well aware of what Dorothy Nader would reveal next.
"Nothing happened that evening," Dorothy slowly explained. "But the next morning when I woke up, and I woke up first, I saw that beautiful body stretched out next to me. There she was lying there in nothing more than her panties and bra, so I had a chance to see plenty. What really turned me on was that voluptuous cleavage of her breasts. Well, she woke up a few minutes after I did, and sure enough, I saw that same look of admiration on her face when she stared at me since I was in my panties and bra, too. Finally I got a bright idea. I told her that we could shower together."
Sue turned her head away. Her heart began to palpitate and her brain started to swim. She took another long gulp from her glass as Dorothy Nader continued her story.
"So what happened was that we climbed into the shower together and, next thing you know, we were playing with each other's breasts," Dorothy said. "We started laughing like two girls. I mean two very young girls. Then we were pushing our tits together. Felt so good rubbing my breasts against hers. Oh, it was a beautiful feeling, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was the kind of unique sensation that I couldn't capture any other way. Just that very act." "I see."
"So finally we walked out of the shower and took turns drying each other off. It felt so good sliding a clean, brisk white towel against those firm, fleshy buttocks of Molly, and then, after that, rubbing the towel against the firmness of her breasts, those same glorious ivory tits that I'd been pushing my own breasts against just a few moments earlier."
Now Sue was beginning to feel extraordinarily uncomfortable. She felt like jumping out of her chair and running out of the room. But why, indeed, would she do a thing like that? she asked herself. She kept telling herself that she had to remain calm, to get a grip on herself. That was really the only way. It was too much the way that she was reacting. After all, just because an attractive woman was telling her about an experience in her past life was no reason for her to start feeling waves of titillating excitement in her crotch. She even observed that it was becoming damp as Dorothy Nader's story became more graphic and the intimate involvements with Molly continued to unfold.
"Well, I guess by now you couldn't help but guess what we did next," Dorothy said, taking a long sip from her glass. "We marched right into the bedroom and had ourselves a wild time. Our fingers clutched at each other's tits. We kept pushing our warm jugs against each other. Then, finally, just like it was the most natural thing in the world, even though neither one of us had done anything like this before, we slid our bodies opposite each other and pushed our tongues forward. We really let them glide, working them back and forth, driving them with stirring passion. Oooohhhh, was it ever an experience! One that a person could never hope to forget. That was only one of many beautiful sex experiences that I had with Molly."
"I see. Apparently you were very attached to her," Sue said in a nervous, choked voice.
"Was I ever," Dorothy Nader's eyes widened. "And you look so much like her. I'll tell you something. I thought her body was the best. I didn't think anybody could beat it. But I really do believe that you have an even better one. Your legs are so smooth and trim, maybe even a little trimmer than hers. Your breasts are a little larger, but yet they're still every bit as firm. You're a fantastic woman. Sue, and don't ever let anybody tell you any differently."
"Thank you," Sue gulped. "I appreciate what you're saying."
"No, I don't think you do," she smiled. "You're a little too uncomfortable to appreciate it I can tell by your expressions. Even though I've had plenty to drink, I'm still not what you could call drunk, and I'd have to be drunk not to recognize exactly what's happening in your mind."
"Okay, I won't hide it. Yes, I feel uncomfortable."
"Because this is something alien to your lifestyle, right? I'd be willing to venture a guess that you've never had sex with a woman. I would have ventured it even before now, but now I'm virtually certain. Am I right?"
"Yes, you're absolutely right."
"I'm sure there have been plenty of young women attracted to you. Beautiful women at that."
"That's true."
"It's not surprising. Not anymore surprising than why men are attracted to you. A beautiful young woman who has a lot of pride in what she possesses would be able to identify and appreciate a young woman in a similar situation. That's the way that it was with Molly and I. There was just a certain magnetism there, a chemistry. I loved being around her and she loved being around me. We had ourselves some beautiful times, some fantastic experiences. Well, it all lasted until. .. well, until she broke the whole thing off."
"How did that happen?" the blonde asked curiously. Despite the fact that Sue had previously wanted Dorothy Nader to finish telling the story and that hopefully she would move on to something else, she was now becoming enraptured over every detail.
"Here's what happened, my dear," Dorothy Nader said, a sad expression coming over her face. "We had always had this understanding that just because we were turned on with each other, we wouldn't hold an exclusive over each other. That we'd go out with men. Well, I wasn't dating seriously at all. I just kind of assumed she was doing the same thing. You see, I was so crazy about her that I didn't really care to get tied down with any man. I was getting fantastic sex from Molly and that's really all that mattered to me. But here's what finally happened. She told me one day that she'd found a guy, a fairly prominent young lawyer, and he'd asked her to marry him. She said that it was a fantastic opportunity and that she would be jumping on it. Well, I lost track of Molly a few years ago. She was still living with this guy, though, and they had a couple of kids. After Molly left I was crushed. Finally Jerry eased the pain for me, and I did have a beautiful life with him, even though I never completely forgot about Molly or ever could. I guess she could make a more profound impact on me than the other way around."
"I don't know about that. You're such a Stunning looking woman that I'm sure you made an impact on her, too," Sue said. "It's just that I guess she met the right man and decided to get married."
"Maybe so, maybe so. Anyway, I just had to tell you how much you reminded me of Molly. You have so many of those same admirable qualities. Perceptive intelligence, hard-working unselfish attitude. You're really a wonderful young woman. Sue. Can I ask you something really personal?"
"Go ahead," Sue replied, her heart pounding thunderously.
"Would you care if I wanted to make love to you right now?" she stared at Sue.
"Well, like I said, I've never done anything like that before," Sue gulped hard. "I think I'd better not. I'm sorry. I do think you're a beautiful woman and you're a very nice person, but I've never had a woman make love to me before,"
The redhead nodded slowly, gulped down the rest of her drink, then rose slowly from her chair. Sue watched in silence as the lovely red-haired woman glided her long, sleekly tapered body toward the middle of the room. She kicked off her shoes, standing on top of the thick gray carpet. As Sue continued to watch with mounting curiosity, the stunning redhead eased her body out of her tight fitting green pantsu it. Once she had succeeded in doing so, she calmly and matter-of-factly eased her panties down heir legs and off of her, then unhooked her brassiere straps and removed her bra.
She walked back and forth barefooted on the rug, showing Sue her magnificent body, her ripe, supple ass cheeks, her lean, magnificently tapered legs, and her firm, jutting breasts.
"Come on, take off your clothes, my dear," she began to pant. "I want to make love to you. I'll tell you something. You don't have to do a thing if you don't want to. Just lie down on the rug. I'll take care of you. I can assure you that you'll get plenty of thrills. Don't let a hangup deprive you or me of pleasure. It means everything to me, darling. I'm telling you something. Sue. If you'll only just cooeprate with me, well, then I'll do everything I can for you. As tight a budget as we've got here, I'll find a way to keep you at Childress College. Do you know what I'm saying?"
"Yes, I guess I do," Sue said softly, her voice heavily laden with tension.
"Come on, darling, get out of that chair you're sitting in," Dorothy panted. "Take off your clothes. I want to see you completely exposed. Ohhh, you don't know how many times I've wanted to see you nude. I've dreamed about it. Ohhh, I've laid awake nights just thinking about it. I've played with myself just imagining your beautiful naked body in front of me. You see, it's not just men who do that, darling. A woman can do the very same thing."
"I'm surprised, I really am," Sue said.
"Come on. Get up out of that chair. At least take your clothes off, my dear."
The hypnotic expression in Dorothy Nader's eyes propelled Sue up and out of her chair. She observed the sweltering waves of passion that were surfacing in her vagina. Once again she felt some wet seepage from her pussy, indicating that no matter how hard she might try to convince herself that the naked body of Dorothy Nader was not impressing her, the facts indicated just the opposite.
Sue slowly but surely eased out of her dress, then removed her panties and bra as well. Her hands trembled with a tremendous measure of uncertainty.
Once that she stood there, eyes wide open with fear, the gorgeous redhead completely took charge. She moved quickly toward Sue, reaching down and making a grab for her breasts, pinching the warm flesh, then proceeding to reach down and make a grab for the whiteness of her firm ass cheeks.
She glided the blonde beauty downward to the rug. Sue listened to the loud panting sounds of Dorothy Nader, who reached down and grabbed her by the ankles, parting her firm, smooth legs, then examining the fleecy softness of her enticingly warm pubic vee.
The redhead shoved the fingers of her right hand forward, letting them glide smoothly and softly against the glistening warmth of her blonde pubic hairs.
"Ohhhh, how I want you," the redhead whispered. "Honey, Til always take care of you. I'm gonna find a way for you to continue here at Childress College. I absolutely worship the ground you stand on."
With that, she proceeded to prove her point, puckering up her sensuous red lips and pushing them softly yet firmly against the beautiful blonde's captivated pussy. Immediately Sue's hips glided back and forth as she heaved a loud, delirious sigh.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THAT FEELS NICE, OHHHHH, SO VERY NICE," Sue gasped. "OH, DARLING, OOOHHH, PLANT YOUR TONGUE. YES, PLANT YOUR TONGUE. OHHHHHH, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT. HOW I WANT IT."
Spurred on by Sue's sudden burst of -enthusiasm, the beautiful redhead devoured the moist flanges of her blonde lover's cunt, letting her lips plunge against her pussy time and again, after which she then finally shoved her piercing tongue forward, letting it move with rapid-fire passion as it ground against the seething wetness of her moist vaginal pit.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, BRING ME OFF," Sue loudly declared. "DARLING, OHHHHH, YOU'RE RIGHT. OOOHHH, I SHOULDN'T HAVE OBJECTED AT ALL. YOUR TONGUE IS JUST TOO GOOD. OOOHHH, THE WAY YOU'RE GRINDING WITH IT. THE WAY YOU'RE SLIPPING IT INSIDE MY HOT PUSSY. COME ON, HONEY. OOOHHH, KEEP IT GOING, KEEP IT GOING, KEEP IT GOING."
Sue continued loudly panting as she parted her searing thighs, which quivered as she continued to receive the sharp, twisting tongue thrusts of the sensuous redhead. Every now and then Dorothy would diligently glide her tongue against the budding, electrifying node of her clitoris, which only served to excite Sue that much more. Finally she recognized that she could no longer hold back the flood tide of seething orgasmic passion that just had to explode from her moist cuntal inferno.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH, HERE I GOOOOO," Sue sighed, grinding her hips salaciously against the smooth, thick gray carpet. "OOOHHH, HONEY, OHHHHH, SUCK ALL OF IT OUT OF ME. OOOHHH, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT YOUR TONGUE, OOOHHH, I WANT YOUR GLORIOUS TONGUE."
She listened to the loud, salacious slurping sounds of Dorothy as she corraled every drop of Sue's pussy explosion.
When Dorothy removed her tongue from Sue's scalding mound, she then stretched out in the middle of the rug, extending her legs lewdly, then pointing down toward her inflamed vagina.
"Honey, do you think you could suck me now?" she asked.
"Oh, yes, of course I could," Sue nodded emphatically.
Sue reached out and grabbed hold of the red-haired woman's shapely, firm breasts. She liked the way that the other woman's breasts wildly undulated as she grabbed hold of them, clutching tightly, pushing and piercing with her diligent fingers. As she held on, she shoved her head down between her legs, taking aim on her pussy, which she proceeded to suck with devastating passion and sublime delight.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, I CAN'T TAKE IT, OOOHHH, I CAN'T TAKE IT AT ALL," she panted. "HONEY, OOHHHH, I'M JUST TOO TURNED ON. SUCK ME, COME ON, OOOHHH, I'M GONNA GO OFF IN A BLAZE OF GLORY. YES, OHHHHH, I'VE LONGED FOR THIS FOR SO LONG. EAT ME, OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THIS IS GREAT. OHHHHH, THE BEST SINCE MOLLY' HONEY' COME ON, SUCK MY PUSSY, SUCK IIIIITTTT!"
Every now and then Sue would let her tongue teasingly entice the dampened strands of Dorothy's red pubic hairs. She tickled her bush with her steaming tongue, then plowed it back into the redhead's seething feminine furrow. After a while she could no longer hold back the overpowering flood tide of delight in her moist womb.
"OOOHHH, OOOHHH, THIS IS IIIITTTT," she declared.
The redhead's legs kicked out unrestrainedly as the scalding, passionate droplets of her flaming fluid splashed from her inferno-like pussy well and into Sue's mouth.
Sue didn't even fully realize that she had just collected her first taste of female juice until she had removed her tongue from Dorothy's pussy.
"Honey, this is the start of a beautiful relationship," Dorothy said. "At least it's entering an important new phase. Til tell you what I've got in mind. It looks as if they might have to exert more cuts at Delta. That means they might have to do away with the idea of maintaining a maid at all. The guys would just have to take turns doing the work."
"You mean that I'd be out on my ass?" a hurtful expression surfaced on Sue's pretty face.
"Not at ALL, darling," Dorothy smiled. "I'm going to see to it that you get another job. You know, there are certain departments that have openings. There's a position available for a secretary right now. I'm gonna see to it that you get it. And if you don't get that one you're gonna get something else. I'm held in pretty high regard around here, not only because of the job I've done, but because of Jerry, who was loved by everyone."
"I really appreciate what you're doing."
"I appreciate what you just did for me," Dorothy smiled. "I hope that you don't feel guilty over it. I mean, to the point where you wouldn't want to have sex with me again."
"No, I think a new phase of me has developed," Sue smiled.
Sue could not help but recognize the irony of the whole thing. Her sexual awakening had really been commenced when she'd started having sex with the young men of the Delta Fraternity. Now she had taken on her boss in a wild lesbian orgy and as such she had probably insured herself of continuing employment at Childress College.
Things were going to be anything but dull as far as the future was concerned. Sue could not help but conclude with a knowing smile.
