There is something about being away from home that encourages people to try the unknown. The illicit, the forbidden, seem more attractive and less wicked somehow. A faithfully married man will find himself with a strange woman at an out-of-town convention. A young boy will experiment with drugs for the first time when he goes away to college. A young freshman girl will have her first sexual experiences within a coeducational dormitory.
TEACHER'S PLAYMATES is the story of Toby Carson who introduces young people into the world of sexual liberation, but who also helps them to make the sometimes shocking transition from high school to college. Many members of our society would condemn a teacher like Toby Carson; but for others, she would be an enlightening example of how sexual promiscuity can be an integral part of one's personal happiness.
TEACHER'S PLAYMATES is a novel about a time that every modern-day college student will face, that fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one that holds lessons for all concerned.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Oh Jesus, don't stop. Harder. Fuck me faster. Don't stop!"
The words spilled unchecked from Toby's lips, awakening her from the deep haze of sleep. The light from the moon created on her bedroom wall strange vibrating shapes. As she watched the shapes play against the wall, pursuing each other in an odd, silent dance, she recalled the subject of her dream.
Donald Birch, her sociology professor, was making love to her orally, titillating her hot, saturated cunt with his tongue, licking her clitoris in concentric circles, ever wider but always on target. She felt the soft scales of his tongue move against her clitoral nerve, awakening in her new peaks of sexual need. She grabbed his head with her hands, pushing him against her clitoris and cunt, pleading with him to satisfy her completely.
He responded with a new series of movements, starting at the base of her cunt, slowly working his way up, letting his tongue lap slowly but precisely over her fresh, flowing cuntjuice. Reaching her clitoris, he took the tiny nub in his mouth, sucking on it and rubbing it against the roof of his mouth.
Toby responded with long and deep moans of ecstasy and anticipation. She could feel her orgasm swell within her pussy, insistent in its demand to burst free and wild inside her.
She felt Birch lift himself to his knees and straddle her legs. Gently but insistently he placed his prick at the opening of her cunt. Toby felt the firm skin of the head against her cuntlips and she moaned with spontaneous excitement. He was going to fuck her! She was going to feel his cock inside her, finally feel his long, hard prick fuck her insides and satisfy even her most insistent desires. Quickly she threw her arms around his neck, urging him forward. As she did so, his prick slid in the first sensitive inch. He moved the head of his huge cock around in slow, wide circles, and Toby thought she would never breathe again, so intense was the contraction in the deepest pit of her pussy.
Birch responded to her demands, edging himself forward inside her warm, juicy cunt, feeling the walls of her pussy respond to his throbbing cock. The tissues of her cunt rubbed against his sensitive prick, inciting him to further action and arousing his own sensations to near peak limit. His cock was in almost all the way now. He withdrew slightly, then lunged forward, completing his erotic journey. He felt Toby's stomach shudder underneath him as he entered her cunt fully and the head of his cock touched the back wall of her pussy. She was close, needing him badly, and he wanted to make it last, make it the best fuck ever for the both of them.
He started moving his cock slowly, in and out, working against the tension and friction of Toby's tight cunt. As the passion within him mounted, he increased his speed, moving against her pussy with great force, feeling her rise up to meet each of his thrusts, her warm cunt begging for more and more of his prick, never satisfied until he gave her all of his cock.
Toby could feel his prick working within her. He was a good lover, slow and considerate, and very aware of what satisfies a woman. His movements were nearing peak speed. As he fucked against her, she could feel the soft, wrinkled skin of his balls slap against her cuntlips. His balls felt full; he was ready to come inside her!
She heard him moan from deep inside his gut, moving at a frantic pace, digging his nails into the soft flesh above her hips. She responded with equal energy, fucking him as fast as she could, straining every muscle in her body for the final burst of pleasure.
"Oh God, I'm in it!" Birch cried out.
She sensed his impending shoot-off and arched her back to tighten the walls of her pussy. The first hot splash of his cum spurted out against the back of her cunt. More came, and still more-short, hot, sticky bursts of cum that stung her pussy into short spasms of ecstasy.
Deep within her cunt she could feel it happening-she was coming, coming with an intensity she had never known before. The walls of her pussy hesitated, quivered, then collapsed in convulsions of erotic joy. She moved against Birch's cock within her cunt, trying to intensify and increase the sensations within her.
Her stomach jumped and bounced, slapping against Birch's chest as he came down for the final fuck-thrusts. She thought the orgasm would never end-each contraction only created a whole series of contractions of its own. Birch shot off one last stream of semen spray against her insides, and then she could feel his prick quivering inside her, contracting in its own set of rhythms.
They finished their orgasms together, each working as long as possible to sustain the other's erotic sensations. When he had finished, Birch lay on top of her, moving his now-soft cock against the opening of her cunt, trying to stimulate one small series of contractions.
Toby held him to her, rubbing his muscular back, teasing his sensitive flesh with her fingertips. Eventually Birch fell asleep, cradled in Toby's arms, sucking gently and contentedly on her right tit.
In a few hours, he was awake again, massaging Toby's thighs, rubbing his index finger against her clitoris. Toby awoke to his coaxing and smiled at him, indicating that she, too, wanted to make love again.
Birch bent down and kissed her twat, spreading her cuntlips with his fingers and catching the tiny clitoris with his tongue. Instantly Toby's body responded. A small fire began within her pussy, arousing her insides, creating an erotic tension in the walls of her cunt. Sharply and easily Birch slid his finger into her cunthole, imitating the earlier action of his cock. Simultaneously, he sucked on her clit and moved his thick finger in and out of her slippery cunt.
"Oh Jesus, don't stop! Harder. Fuck me faster. Don't stop!"
The dream had ended too quickly. Toby found herself deeply aroused. Her cuntlips burned with sexual desire, pleading for relief and satisfaction. Again she created in her mind the image of Donald Birch, tall, muscular and handsome, standing near the bed, advancing toward her, his thick, heavy prick signaling his need for her.
Swiftly Toby's hand slid along her stomach until she found the vital spot. Skillfully, she worked her first finger against the clitoris, now swollen with desire. The little bud responded to her coaxing, enlarging in her hands, swelling with new impulses of sensation and desire.
She felt her cum slowly ooze out from her cunt. She dipped her finger into her hole, removing just enough to lubricate her clit. She moved the lubrication along the channel of her pussy, then bathed her sensitive cuntlips. Her cunt ached for her fingers to enter, but she held back, waiting for the precise moment.
Birch was bending over her again, arching his back and preparing to fuck her. His cock stood out from him a good eight inches. He wanted to fuck her badly. Toby obliged, spreading her legs, begging for him to fuck her. He mounted, speared her cunt with his solid cock, and began the familiar fucking motion.
Toby's fingers flew at a furious pace. She placed her clitoris between her thumb and forefinger and rolled the nub back and forth against the two. A new point of sexual arousal began within her. She could feel the tingling sensations beginning in her calves and thighs. Soon she would be there.
Her cunt burned with a need to be touched and stimulated. She moved her finger down the slimy tunnel, found the hole, and entered. Immediately, her pussy responded with a series of small contractions, embracing and holding her finger immobile against the ring of muscles at the opening. She began the steady in-out movement that satisfied her so well. In the moonlight, her hand looked like a long-beaked white bird pecking at her pussy, trying both to enter and withdraw from Toby's musky cunt.
Birch was fucking rapidly now. His cock had swelled to its fullest capacity. The first drops of semen hung from the opening of his prick, his cock enlarging within her cunt. She arched her back, straining her back and stomach muscles to their full extension, seeking to create the most intense orgasm possible.
"Come, Donald! Now! Now!"
His juice sprayed against her moist cunt, mixing with her fluids in a sea of eroticism. Again his cock contracted within her-short, staccato spasms.
"Oh Donald, I love you, I love you!" Toby cried as the final movements of her finger brought her to the orgasmic peak. Her stomach convulsed and the insides of her thighs slapped together. She felt the small of her back lift higher and higher from the bed as she tried to make it last. Warm juices seeped from her cunt, signifying her satisfaction. The tingling sensations in her thighs continued, confirming the intensity of her release. The intense burning inside her pussy subsided into a deep, pervasive warmth. She felt drowsy and satisfied. Slowly she withdrew her finger from her cunt, feeling her clitoris quiver slightly in response.
Contentedly, Toby rolled over on her side. Softly she stroked her stomach and tits, soothing them, making them tingle like her thighs. Her whole body was a mass of pleasant, electric sensations. Warm and satisfied and happy, she reached out before sleep came for the image of Donald Birch that rested beside her in the bed, floating in his own peaceful world of sexual gratification.
CHAPTER TWO
Toby awakened with the pillow wedged between her legs, its soft insides pressing gently against her cuntlips. The warm sensations the pillow awakened in her body made her recall last night's erotic events. A clear image of Donald Birch's face flashed before her mind. He had been her first love, stealing her heart and taking her virginity during her sophomore year of college. Twelve years had passed since then and more than twice as many lovers had won Toby's affections, yet she still remembered Birch with a tenderness that each woman reserves for her first lover.
She recalled the first time she had met Birch. She had been stuck in an elementary French course, a victim of the college's new ruling on language requirements for the B.A. degree. Her best friend, Susan Sherman, had urged her to put off the French course until next year and take Sociology 218, "Group Dynamics," with Dr. Birch. According to Susan, Birch was the latest campus sensation, with all the students raving about his interesting lectures and great-looking body. "Mr.
Sex," as Birch was popularly known among the students, had a few openings left in his class. If she and Susan hurried, they could get into the course and get front-row seats. Agreeing with Susan's view that absolutely anything was better than old-lady Walker's French class, Toby went through the requisite red tape and managed, with Susan, to get a seat in Birch's class.
She remembered how her breath had stuck in her throat the first time Birch had walked into the room. In Toby's view, the students had underestimated the beauty of Birch's body which had been made lean and firm by his numerous tennis, golf, and handball matches. Toby could not believe the gloriousness of his face, his handsome smile as he announced that he was Dr. Birch and this was section 2 of Sociology 218. To Toby, the words sounded as if Birch had just proclaimed himself the Messiah, come to redeem them all and lead them to the Promised Land.
For three weeks, Toby sat in Birch's class and imagined herself making love to him. While Birch lectured on class stratification, Toby imagined herself walking up to the lectern, unzipping Birch's pants, and taking his long, hard cock in her hands. Gently she would manipulate the hard cock, touching all the sensitive areas with her fingertips. While she titillated his cock with one hand, she'd use the other to massage his balls, feeling the newly-made sperm swell within them.
Birch would moan with ecstasy and anticipation, begging Toby to continue and bring him to climax. When the hard prick reached its peak of hardness, Toby took it into her mouth, feeling Birch's body shudder as their flesh met. Moving her tongue in wide, concentric circles, she teased the cockhead which bucked wildly in her mouth in response to her passionate gestures. Birch's fingernails dug into the sides of the wooden lectern as he prepared himself for the shoot-off.
Toby felt his balls and his prick swell with fiery passion as she sucked harder and harder on the head of his cock. One wild, frantic twist of his body and Birch shot his load, his hot creamy sperm coursing down Toby's throat and coating her insides with the soft, sticky semen.
In other fantasies on other days Toby would straddle Birch in the female-superior position and make him respond to her every move and desire. Running up to him at the lectern, she would grab him and fling him down upon the desk. Madly she'd yank off his clothes to expose his muscular chest and, most importantly, his stiff prick.
With great delight she would kneel over him, rubbing her sensitive clitoris against the head of his prick, feeling the warm cum building up inside her cunt. Slowly in wide circles and then feverishly fast in an up-and-down motion she worked her clit against his cock, sinking her fingernails into his thighs with each new wave of eroticism he sent pulsing through her body.
She was ready. She could feel her hot cream running down her thighs. She lowered herself onto Birch's prick, feeling the tip of his cock push against her cuntwalls and touch the tip of her cervix. With increased frenzy she drove herself against his prick, gyrating in response their lusting own passions.
She could feel Birch humping and fucking under her, pleading with her not to stop and to finish him quickly. Willingly, she increased her speed, pressing her thighs tighter together to capture and hold his cock deep inside her cunt. She felt the first tiny contractions in her clitoris and knew that she was close to coming. She took a deep breath and held it, tightening her cuntlips and her stomach muscles. Her orgasm shot through her body, wrenching her muscles into contortions of ecstasy. In response to her contracting cunt, Birch's cock shot off, spraying its load against Toby's pussy.
"I can feel you coming, Donald! Oh, don't stop! Don't stop!"
More than once Toby had caught herself choking on the words, a half second away from blurting them out during one of Birch's lectures. Her fantasies had grown so intense that she had come very close to having an orgasm in several classes. Only her subconscious awareness of her situation had enabled her to stifle the words she longed to cry out to Birch in a real-life situation of lovemaking.
Her fantasies had increased in intensity and clarity with each passing day. By the beginning of the fourth week of class, Toby knew that she was in love with Birch, so completely did he occupy her thoughts, her dreams, and her fantasies. She would leave each of his classes with her cunt aching to be fucked by him, the crotch of her panties soaking with her freshly-made cream. Each day after his class, she'd return to her dorm and masturbate away the sensuous ache and the cunt-juices generated by her need for him. And always visions of Birch's beautiful body and his powerful hard cock danced before her eyes.
By midterm, Toby knew that she must do something, must act upon her feelings, or go mad with her desire for Birch. Birch's offer of individual help in preparation for the midterm exam provided her opportunity. She would go to him, confess her love and sexual desire, and he would claim her as his for the rest of his life.
The time of her previously-arranged appointment it was raining heavily. Large gray clouds dotted the sky above the campus, hanging like ominous threats against a slate-colored background. Toby pulled her raincoat tightly against her, feeling the cold fight its way in against the material. Large oval tears worked their way down her cheeks and landed in the wet chaos that the raindrops had created on her coat.
Nothing was going right! By the time she'd arrive at Birch's office, her hair would be wet and soppy, the hairdo she'd stayed up all night creating would be ruined and lost to sight in a tumbled mass of frizz-knots. Somehow or other she was going to make the gods pay for these indignities. Somehow or other she'd still win Birch in spite of all the obstacles thrown in her way by fate.
By the time she reached his office, she was soaking wet and fifteen minutes late, managing to lose her balance on ths Sociology Building steps and slide ignominiously into a large mud puddle. She found Birch locking his door. He was convinced that his last appointment of the day was a no-show.
"Ah, Miss Carson. I was afraid we had lost you in the inclement weather."
"I came as quickly as I could, but I had a minor accident out front as I was...." The rest of her sentence was cut off as a long strand of hair unfrizzed in the warmth of the corridor and slapped several ounces of rainwater into Toby's right eye. Startled, she dropped her books, humiliated at adding one more stupid gesture to her list of ironies and defeats.
"Here, let me help you. You're obviously carrying too heavy a load for this kind of day."
Birch gracefully bent down and recovered her books in one fluid motion. Toby couldn't help noticing the smooth curve of his ass against his tight-fitting, knit pants. She felt her stomach turn over inside of her as she imagined that ass working against her body, pumping its precious sexual cargo and its load deep into her cunthole.
Birch unlocked his office door, flicked on the light, and motioned for Toby to follow him in.
"Have a seat, Miss Carson. Let me see if I can find your first exam. Yes, here it is," Birch said absently, more to himself than to her as he rummaged through a pile of blue books in his desk.
"The organization is weak, but generally the exam is sound. You reached some very original and convincing conclusions on your own, very rare in an introductory course. If you work on your presentation, you should be able to produce an 'A' paper by the end of the term."
Toby heard only half of what Birch had said. She wanted to seduce him, as she had in so many of her fantasies, but she lacked the courage to try.
"Thank you, Dr. Birch. I'll try to work on that."
"Is there anything about the new section we've begun that you don't understand-anything specifically I could help you with?"
"The graphs ... I find those really confusing."
"Yes, they are a bit complex. Have you got your book with you?"
Toby nodded her head and produced the thick red textbook from her lap. As she passed the book to Birch, his hand touched hers, and she hesitated too long in letting go. Birch looked at her intently for a moment, his mind seemingly attempting to decide if what he thought had just occurred had indeed really happened.
"Which graph is the most complicated for you, Miss Carson? You know I'll try to help you in any way that I can." A slight smile flickered across Birch's face as he waited for Toby's response to his ever-so-subtle suggestion.
"I'm counting on that, Dr. Birch," Toby replied warmly. Catching herself, she added, "I'll need all the help I can get on the midterm exam."
"Yes, well, my office is always open to you ... and to all my students. I like to do all I can to help them to discover themselves and their interest in sociology. It's a fascinating subject. People interacting with people is so interesting to study. I've always felt that you can make any subject interesting and interest any student in the subject if only you add the personal touch ... the interest of the professor in his students."
"Well, that's the way you come across in class, Dr. Birch, and that's the reputation you have on campus. Everybody says you're one of the few professors here who really care. We all appreciate the way you treat us and the way you fight for our rights in the faculty-student senate."
"Well, I've always believed that one man who really cares for people can accomplish a lot in life. Actually, this job is a lot like politics. You've got to care about the people you're working for before you can get anything done."
"You're so right, Dr. Birch."
"Ah, but this isn't helping you with your sociology, is it, Miss Carson? Tell me, what specific questions do you have?"
Toby ventured a series of questions on Talcott Parsons' theory of class dominance. Patiently and precisely, Birch answered each, clarifying the material and attempting to show the logic of each position.
He had just about summarized the views of Parsons' critics when he glanced at his watch-6:35. He had stayed longer than he had intended, but he had found Toby a particularly interesting girl, a curious blend of naivete and an obvious knowledge of life.
Chancing a belief that his interpretation of her actions and her motivations was correct, he called her attention to the time and suggested that she join him for coffee and a sandwich at 'The Islander"-to finish his discussion of St. Amand and Kellogg, of course, and because he had kept her so long. He knew that she would get back too late for supper at the dorm and counted on her hunger, if not her interest in him, to make her agree to his proposal.
Toby could not believe what had happened. Donald Birch, her idol, her fantasy-lover for these past two months, had asked her to have dinner with him. Her stomach muscles quivered with her new-found delight. She could not believe her good fortune, that things were actually working out the way she had dreamed. Perhaps things would go as she had anticipated after all.
"Well, if you wouldn't mind, Dr. Birch, I'd love to go with you."
"Good. I feel guilty that I was so long-winded and kept you so long. Maybe some good hot coffee and a nice dinner will make up for it."
Five minutes later, they were in Birch's car, a sleek red convertible, heading toward the northeast section of town. He asked her where she was from.
Kansas. He asked her why she had left the Midwest to come north. She replied that she wanted to get away from her folks and from small-town life, to find out what life was really like. She asked where he had gone to college and to graduate school. Louisiana, Illinois, and Wisconsin. How did State College measure up? Just fine. Very good student body and faculty. Did he enjoy it here? Yes. And she? Yes. She particularly enjoyed his class, so much so that she wanted to major in sociology. It wasn't exactly true-she really didn't know what she wanted to major in, but she had said it and she liked the idea. The idea of class after class with Birch excited her.
The thatched crest of "The Islander" came into view. Birch parked the car near the front of the building and assisted Toby out. Inside, he greeted the maitre d', who obviously knew him well, and asked for a table for two near the window. The maitre d' complied, leading Birch to the best table in the house.
"I know you're too young to drink, Miss Carson, so how about iced tea for the both of us."
"That'll be fine."
"And what is your preference for supper? The oyster and shrimp combination is said to be excellent. Would you like to try it?"
"Anything you suggest, Dr. Birch."
Over dinner they chatted about various things on their minds and on their joint concerns-campus life, student-body politics, the apathy of the students about anything other than football games. The conversation convinced Toby of her first impression of Birch-he was a warm, sensitive, genuine human being. His greatest quality was his interest in people and his concern for their welfare.
After dinner, with Toby safely seated in his car, Birch asked her if she enjoyed drinking, since, after all, if she did, she had missed a chance to enjoy a good drink, due to the prurient, outdated state laws.
Toby replied that she enjoyed the taste of liquor and liked to drink a little bit now and then.
Birch asked her if she had ever tried Fundador.
Toby confessed that she didn't even know what it was.
"Spanish brandy. You must try it. Quite good. Will you join me for a glass at my apartment?"
Toby nodded her head, not trusting herself to speak for fear her voice would crack and betray both her excitement and her inexperience.
"Fine. I promise you it will be a unique experience."
CHAPTER THREE
Birch turned the car key in its slot and drove off.
The night air caressed Toby's face softly and eased her mind into a gentle fantasy. Birch's hands on the wheel-strong, confident hands-how would they touch her, how would they feel against her skin, what would it be like to be made love to by a real man, one who really knew what a woman wanted and how to satisfy her?
"It's not much, but it's home."
Toby followed Birch's glance to a small cottage-like house painted a deep green and surrounded by a ring of neatly-trimmed, knee-high hedges. The house didn't look like Birch at all-too delicate. For a second, she was disappointed.
Birch escorted her inside to a modernistic living room. Black leather chairs and sofa, white rugs and tables-the room emphasized and complemented Birch's strong personality. Toby liked it immediately. She could envision him here late at night, sitting in his favorite chair, smoking a pipe, reading the latest book in sociology or psychology. And in this vision she sat near him, at his feet, glad just to be in his presence.
"Sit down, Miss Carson-uh, Toby. Make yourself at home. Properly to appreciate Fundador one must be completely relaxed. I'll be back in a second."
Toby chose a large leather chair near the window. Tiny lights from the houses in the distance caught her eye. She wondered how many people in those houses were making love at that moment-how many were feeling the ultimate sensual experience.
"For you, Toby, one of the world's greatest joys." Birch handed her a fairly large glass of the honey-colored brandy. "Sniff it gently for a second. All of the pleasurable things in life should be savored, made to last as long as possible."
Toby inhaled the pungent, mellow fragrance. She liked it-found it pleasantly erotic, reminiscent almost of a type of expensive men's cologne. She tasted the brandy and found it strong but pleasant. A warm sensation moved through her throat and stomach.
Birch moved next to her, seating himself on the floor beside her chair. He clinked her glass with his and wished her happiness and joy in life as really that was all there was to life that made any sense at all. He moved forward gracefully, placing his hand on her thigh as he eased himself toward her.
Toby saw his movements almost in slow-motion speed, watching his sensuous face move toward hers. Her stomach turned over as he kissed her. She had never been kissed like that. Never. She wanted more. She wanted this evening never to end.
Birch took her hand and led her through the living room and the long hallway into the master bedroom. A blue velour spread covered the bed. Toby's favorite color. She felt more relaxed. More as if she belonged.
Birch stood in front of her and kissed her again, this time his kiss was more insistent, more urgent in its demands. His hands caressed her face, touching gently the delicate skin at the base of her neck, moving with care and skill to fondle the tops of her tits.
He undid her blouse, skillfully, making the experience last, taking his time because he knew he was good enough that he didn't have to hurry. He would never miss his moment-he had too much experience and self-control. That was the key to his success-he never left a woman unfinished or unsatisfied.
He removed Toby's blouse and flung it onto a chair behind him. Reaching behind her, he unhooked Toby's bra, revealing her vibrant tits in the narrow sliver of moonlight that pierced the room. He lowered his mouth and kissed her gently, letting his lips encircle the nipple of Toby's left breast, softly coaxing the tiny nub of flesh into an erection.
Her tit felt good in his mouth. He liked young girls' breasts-the fine muscle structure, no sagging, drooping breasts that bespoke the woman's age. He liked particularly the firmness of Toby's breasts. She didn't have a large bust, but her tits were beautifully shaped-full, round, and pliant.
Birch worked a free hand to the side zipper of Toby's skirt, tugging at the metal head until the zipper opened wide like a glistening mechanical mouth. He slid her skirt to the floor. He told her to kick off her shoes and she did. He slid his hand inside her panties and felt the soft tufts of her cunthair. The distinctive odor of freshly-brewed cuntjuices began to fill the air as Birch's finger circled the tip of Toby's clitoris and edge its way between her cuntlips. A soft, yet urgent, moan escaped Toby's throat. She was nearly ready.
Birch withdrew his hand slowly and gently. He undressed himself until he stood before her nude, his muscular body taut with expectation. Toby had stood with her eyes half-closed in a dream-like trance. The sharp, distinctive feel of Birch's flesh against hers startled her.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was beautiful-everything she had expected. Her eyes fell quickly to his cock and the size of it nearly took her breath away. She had never really seen a man's prick before-only in pictures-and she had never imagined that it would be so big. She wanted to touch it, assess its size, make sure it was real, but she was too shy, too inexperienced.
Birch drew her to him, placing his hands inside her panties and working them down to her ankles. Toby kicked them off-glad to be rid of the final barrier to her sexual enjoyment. Gently, he placed the tip of his cock at the opening of her cuntlips and slid the massive shaft along the length of Toby's cunt. The edge of the corona caught her clitoris and sent waves of erotic excitement through her body. Warm cuntjuice covered Birch's cock.
Slowly he pulled his cock up the length of Toby's cunt, feeling her dig her fingernails sharply into his back as she neared her climax. He stood away from her and replaced his cock with his finger. Softly, carefully, he toyed with the opening of her pussy. Toby had to fight her responses to keep from crying out in ecstasy.
"Are you a virgin?" Toby nodded. "Using anything?"
"No."
"I don't want to use a rubber the first time, it's too dry and irritating. When's your next period due?"
Toby thought, then answered: "In about five days."
"Oh, that's pretty safe. I think we can chance it. Is that okay? Do you trust me?"
"Yes. Anything you say."
Birch led her to the bed and, throwing aside the covers, motioned for her to lie down. Toby placed herself in the middle of the large bed. Birch stood beside the bed, his monstrously large cock in full view of Toby's inquisitive eyes.
For the first time, Toby became aware of the possibility of pain. She had heard the girls in the dorm discussing their first experiences and how it had hurt them. She wondered if she could take it-if she'd cry out or make him stop and if Birch would dismiss her as too inexperienced and move on to someone else.
"Relax. I know you must be afraid. It's not as bad as they say. Most girls get a bad deal of it the first time because the guy doesn't know what he's doing and the situation is wrong. After all, how pleasant and romantic can it be in the backseat of a car with the both of you scared as hell that a cop is going to show up at any minute. But we're safe here, and I'll be very gentle."
Toby was appreciative of his concern. She felt herself to be so lucky. So many girls didn't get one-tenth the consideration Birch was showing her.
Birch got in bed beside her. Slowly he stroked the sides of her tits, moving his hands down to her stomach, caressing the insides of her thighs. Her flesh felt hot to his touch. She wanted him badly.
He rolled Toby on her side and kissed her white mounds of titflesh, feeling the nipples swell in his mouth. Ever so softly his hand brushed against her cunt, feeling the warm stickiness of her cuntjuice coat his fingers.
"Oh Donald, Donald. That's so good!"
Again Birch placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to Toby's cunt and slid the long shaft against her cunt, making sure with each movement that he rubbed her clitoris in just the right place.
"Oh Donald, take me. Take me!"
Birch eased himself against Toby, rolling her over on her back. He lifted himself on top of her, balancing himself on his elbows until he was sure that his weight was not too much for her. He placed his cock directly against Toby's clitoris and forced the rod down until her cuntlips spread and his prick found her pussy opening. He pushed his shaft gently against the tight cunthole. Feeling her cunt's resistance to his intrusion, he hoped he would not cause her too much pain.
He rocked his cock back and forth against her opening, hardly entering her pussy, hoping Toby's cunt would stretch a little to accommodate him more. He could sense Toby's discomfort. Feeling a quick entrance might be less painful in the long run, he arched his back and pushed his cock into Toby's cunt, feeling the ring of muscles at the opening finally yield to his entering cock.
A quick flash of bright white light flashed across Toby's skull and blinded her as a hot surge of pain charged through her cunt and down her thighs. A deep cry escaped her throat even though she fought desperately to control it. Birch's mouth came down over hers and kissed her in a forceful yet understanding manner.
One further lunge and her hymen gave way. Birch's cock was completely inside her. Toby could feel his cockhead at what felt like the base of her stomach. Slowly Birch withdrew his prick to the tip.
Another current of pain tore through Toby as Birch moved from her. He pushed his cock into her again, and the pain began to lessen as her tight cunt became used to the size of his cock. Gradually the pain began to be replaced by a throbbing sensation and the throbbing sensation by ripples of erotic excitement.
Birch was fucking her at a gradual but increasing pace. His heavy breathing aroused her, made her feel how much he wanted her and how much she was pleasing him. Almost instinctively she allowed her body to take over and begin to move in response to Birch's motions. She felt the muscles in Birch's back and thighs tighten as he sensed her involvement.
"Want me, Toby? Want me to fill you and please you?"
Toby's heart and body responded to his plea. Emotionally she was at the highest peak of her life, and her body was rapidly coming to the highest sensual level it had ever experienced. She could feel a unique, exciting, tight feeling in her cunt. A warm, tingling glow began to spread through her tits. She arched her back, trying to increase the feeling, trying to bring it to its fullest point. The feeling forced its way to the pit of Toby's stomach and exploded, sending waves of erotic delight throughout her body, and setting off a series of strong, powerful contractions in her womb.
"Oh God!" she cried as she clutched Birch to her. "Oh God!"
"Oh honey, I can feel your orgasm. That's so good, baby!"
Birch fucked her cunt at a rapid rate, making Toby's orgasm last and bringing his own to a head. Toby felt him tighten his grasp on her shoulders, and then she felt deep in her cunt the strong contractions of his prick. Hot sperm jetted from his rigid prick and bathed the walls of her cunt. A moment of complete and perfect joy filled Toby. She had pleased him. Actually given him an orgasm. It was the greatest experience of her life.
Birch moved against her at a slow-motion pace, working his prick in and out of her cunt for all the sensual pleasure he could evoke before his cock surrendered its rigidity. He kissed Toby gently on the lips and thanked her for trusting him enough to let him make love to her her first time.
"I should thank you," she said. "And I do."
Birch smiled and kissed her again lightly. With his shrinking prick still inside her cunt, he rolled himself onto his side, bringing Toby onto her side too. He sucked on her breast, appreciating once again the feel and taste of her tit.
Toby could see the moonlight illuminate the small red stain that signified the loss of her virginity. She was glad for it in a melancholy and, at the same time, happy way. A phase of her identity had been lost. But an even more exciting, more complex, and more significant phase had begun.
"I love you, Donald," she whispered, as the deep quiet of the night enveloped them both and sleep only extended the beautiful tranquility that they had found in each other's arms.
CHAPTER FOUR
Toby found it difficult to respond to the alarm's mechanical wail. Sluggishly she slapped the alarm into silence and tried to regulate her thoughts.
Tuesday, her early day. That goddamn 8:30 "Adolescent Psychology" class. Sometimes she felt that if she ever had to stand in front of a class again and shoot off her mouth about a subject nobody in the room, including herself, was interested in she'd slit her wrists-slowly, one wrist at a time, enjoying every minute of it.
Toby didn't really like teaching-it was only a means to an end. Counseling was her real love, and the only way the university would let her spend three-quarters of her time helping others was to force her into jammed classrooms nine hours a week.
It surprised her that she was a very popular teacher and that students flocked en masse to her courses, but she figured it was her youth and the fact that she was more liberal than her colleagues rather than her superior teaching ability that attracted the crowds. She was an inspiration to her students-they all looked up to her and felt that they could be just like her, even though most of them couldn't think their way out of a very thin paper bag, much less get into graduate school and carve out the kind of career Toby had in only a few short years.
Her cunt still ached with remembrances of Birch's cock as it used to slip in and out of her pussy ever so gracefully and convincingly. She thought about masturbating to relieve her erotic agony, but there wasn't enough time. She'd have to rush it, and she hated that. She liked to take her time and make it last. She had four hundred techniques and twice as many fantasies, and she liked to milk each one for all it was worth. She touched her clitoris-it was thick and hard. It would be ready and waiting to be pleasurably relieved this afternoon, and Toby couldn't wait.
She chose a fairly inoffensive dress, light yellow. Today was one of her drab days when she'd just function, and she didn't want to waste one of her best outfits on a depressing day like this. She found a pair of shoes that almost matched her dress and slipped her feet in slowly. She liked the sensation of a tight shoe encompassing her foot-it reminded her of fucking. That was her problem and her delight, everything reminded her of fucking.
She made her way quickly to the kitchen, deciding on bacon and eggs as she rounded the corridor. Her eyes caught sight of the huge pile of unwashed dishes growing out of the sink, and she vowed to herself she'd wash them this afternoon for sure.
She noticed the film-coated Aquarius mug Johnny had given her and began washing it.
Johnny was her favorite student and counselee. He had this hang-up that people were following him around and taking notes for the FBI, but other than that he was a pretty nice kid. He remembered little things, like dates favorite colors and perfumes, and he was extremely generous to those he liked and admired.
Toby had taken a special interest in Johnny, and he had responded by viewing her as his ideal love, come to bring romance and meaning into his shabby life.
Toby smiled to herself. He was such a simplistic kid. But he had a nice body and the stubby bulge in his pants was very obvious when he moved. She'd have to keep track of him and keep him in mind if her sex life should get dull. She liked to make it with boys Johnny's age; they were always so grateful.
She bolted down her breakfast and a second cup of coffee and was surprised to discover that the day was not as fucked up as she had supposed. The sun shined in brightly on her as she opened the door. Her skin responded to the gentle warmth. Her nipples erected and she felt a tiny tremor in her cunt. She'd have to do something to satisfy her needs or she'd be hopping on anybody and everybody who came into her office.
She dispensed with her teaching responsibilities as quickly and as easily as she could. When she reached her office, she found three people waiting.
Johnny looked up at her in fond admiration; Carla was weeping pathetically into a green handkerchief; and Bobby was staring straight ahead into space, probably strung out on acid again.
"Come in, Carla. I'm sorry I'm late, but several students stayed after class to ask some questions.
Come in, we've got lots of time."
Carla sat opposite from Toby, still weeping profusely into her soggy handkerchief.
"What is it, Carla, your sister again?"
"She makes me so angry I could scream."
"Relax. Tell me about it."
Carla launched into a long tirade about how Ellen (her older, 5'8", 125 lb., 40C bust, sister) had stolen Carla's one and only true love.
Toby listened patiently, trying to help as much as she could. But she saw clearly that Carla's inadequacies as the rather plain, fairly chubby sister of an American beauty dream girl would take more than just a sympathetic listener to cure. Carla needed someone all her own, someone she could love and be loved by completely, and try as she could, that was a type of relationship and emotional security Toby could not provide.
Carla left Toby's office convinced she could handle it for one more week. Toby saw a succession of students with minor and major problems before she could break for lunch. She made her way slowly to the faculty cafeteria, her mind preoccupied with the problems of her students. She wished she could do more for so many of them.
"Hey, are you ignoring me?"
Ron Weston's voice brought Toby back to the present.
"Well, you gonna sit with me or be a snob?"
Weston had an engaging smile, Toby had to give him that much. Even if he hadn't been so good at fucking, he'd still be nice to look at.
"How could I ignore you, Ron? Aren't you the love of my life, my sexual savior?"
Weston smiled. He knew Toby liked him. They were good for each other physically-made a nice pair in bed. He remembered the curve of her bare ass and realized that he was beginning to want her.
Toby sat next to him and made a glib comment on how bad the tuna-fish sandwiches were getting in this God-forsaken place.
"Why don't you come to my place tonight," Weston injected, somewhere between Toby's view of the sandwiches and her theory of cafeteria management.
"I can't. Got a big date tonight. Santa Claus is coming back to get his goodies."
"Come on over, Toby. You know me, I'll make it worth your while."
"I do know you, Ron, and I know you will. What time shall we make it-pardon the pun."
"Seven. I want lots of time to really give you a great fucking.
Toby nodded in agreement, pleased that she wouldn't have to relieve her cunt-desires but could count on a handsome man to do it for her.
She passed her day in her usual round of students with problems. It was beginning to get to her-listening to people's problems all day. She needed a break, a chance to unwind both mentally and physically, and she looked forward to tonight's activities with Ron.
Ron had been her closest friend when she first arrived in Crestview. He had taught her the ropes of dealing with an eighteenth-century faculty and an archaic trustee system and how to get anything she wanted from the chairman by calling it by another-preferably fancy-name. He had also been her first fuck in this small academic community, the first of a series of lovers who had all pleased her and taught her new things about herself and her world.
Ron had popped the question on their fourth date. They sat in his car in a drive-in restaurant, munching cold, grease-clotted cheeseburgers, after having seen a quite boring and quite predictable X-rated movie. He looked deep into her eyes and said, "I bet you screw better than anybody we saw on that screen."
It wasn't the best or the most romantic line she had ever heard, but she sure had to give Ron credit for his directness. Subtle he wasn't.
"Oh, I think I can do pretty well. An amateur I'm not."
Ron's coy smile revealed that he understood fully the implications of Toby's answer. He allowed her to finish the last remains of her milk shake and french fries and then whisked her off to his apartment for a night of heavy fucking.
Ron had given Toby her first asshole-fuck. She remembered that unique experience as she rang his front doorbell, wondering if he would repeat that event tonight.
"Hi ya, princess. Been waiting for you. You're three minutes late. I really thought for a while there I was going to have to take matters into my own hands."
"How is matters by the way?"
"Rarin' to go. And you?"
"I have to be coaxed. I like the romantic come-on style."
"Glad to oblige."
Ron lifted Toby in his arms and carried her to the sofa
"How's that for charm?"
"You get an A-l rating from Duncan Hines, or is it the Marquis de Sade in matters like this?"
"Probably Dear Abby. She could use a good fucking. What's your pleasure for liquid refreshment?"
"You."
"Later, love. But what do you want to drink now? You know, vodka, gin, that kind of stuff."
"A gin and tonic. Save you the work of fixing up something complicated."
"Okay. The world's best gin and tonic coming up."
Seconds later, Ron sat beside Toby on the couch and handed her her drink. "To you, baby, and to us."
"You still love me a little, Ron?"
"With all my heart, love."
Toby was aware that Ron, in the beginning, had fallen deeply in love with her. He had wanted to marry her, but that kind of legal and social trap was not Toby's cup of tea. They had reached a type of understanding, and now, after three years, their relationship was that of two close friends who enjoyed fucking each other. Toby knew that Ron was still carrying within him somewhere a torch for her, but she also knew that he could handle it. The last thing she wanted was a guy to complicate her life with demands.
"Drink up, Toby, the night is young."
Ron dipped his index finger into his Scotch and water and placed a drop of the golden liquid at the top of the cleavage which Toby's dress only partially concealed. They both watched the drop disappear between Toby's tits, and Toby could feel it mark out an icy trail to her navel.
"That's cold, baby."
"I'll warm you up."
Ron reached behind Toby and unzipped her dress. He slid his hand in the loosely-hanging garment, allowing his fingers to caress Toby's neck and shoulders. He worked his hand down her front, gently kneading the flesh of Toby's stomach, feeling her skin heat up responsively to his touch.
He unhooked her bra, watching her fleshy tits swing free when released from their cotton trap.
Toby kicked off her shoes and helped Ron remove her dress. She sat before him in her panties and nylons. Three years, and he still was awed by her body.
She was tall, an even five feet, seven inches and lightly built everywhere except her tits. She carried a 38C set and carried them well. Her tits were the size of ripe cantaloupes, ready to be consumed. Hours of sunbathing nude on a friend's sailboat gave her body a rich golden hue. Her tits were deeply and evenly tanned, and her areolas and nipples were the color of peach pits. Her flat, tight stomach accentuated her breasts, making them seem even larger and more delicious.
Ron concluded that she was perfectly made and had the most sensuous body he had ever seen.
Toby smiled seductively at Ron and slowly slid her pantyhose down from her waist and off. Gracefully extricating herself from her panties, she slid her fingers between her cuntlips and gathered up some of the fresh cream that her cunt had brewed. She placed her finger under Ron's nose.
"I think we're ready, baby."
Ron stripped himself of his clothes, watching Toby's eyes appreciatively scan his body. Toby was fascinated by his prick, growing to its full size in response to his passion. His cock stood out long and hard from his body, ready for the action to come.
Instinctively, Toby reached out to touch Ron's cock and felt his body quiver as her lithe fingers delicately stroked the flowering head. She kneeled before his prick and began kissing it softly, allowing her tongue to lick the sensitive underside while her lips formed a tight, artificial cunt and slid up and down upon the head.
A deep moan shook Ron's body as he squeezed Toby's shoulders and begged her to suck his cock faster. Toby increased her movements, shifting her hand from the underside of his prick to his balls. She could feel his balls writhe in spasms of erotic ecstasy as she touched the fleshy sacs. Carefully, gently, she rotated Ron's balls, timing and judging her movements by the heavy moans he was emitting.
"God, baby, suck it!" Ron pleaded. "All the way!"
Toby felt Ron's prick stiffen and the first emission of the salty liquid that prepared the way for his sperm. She knew he was getting close and she wanted to make it good for him. She sucked and pulled furiously on his prick and stroked his balls rapidly. With her other hand she gently stroked the insides of his thighs, toying with his body to find the most sensitive parts to stimulate.
"Jesus, baby!"
Sperm shot into Toby's mouth, temporarily clogging her throat and making her gag silently. She took it all, swallowing the hot mixture happily, pleased that she could satisfy Ron so intensely.
Ron was leaning forward and bracing himself against the couch with both hands when Toby opened her eyes to look at him again.
"God, Toby, God, God, God. You're just incredible!"
He bent down and kissed her hard, tasting his own sperm in the core of her mouth. She was such a good sex partner, so different from the ones who are only out for themselves.
"You've really got me fixed up here, honey," he said softly. "But I don't think you should have to wait the fifteen minutes or so that it should take me to recuperate. Let me make love to you by hand."
"Glad to oblige," Toby said, stretching herself out on the couch and beckoning for Ron to come lie beside her.
Ron wedged himself onto the other half of the couch and began stroking Toby's graceful body. He kissed her throat and shoulders and lingered passionately upon her tits, taking the tip of each breast into his mouth and sucking firmly until the nipple grew and pressed against the base of his tongue. He circled each nipple with his tongue, trying to make it grow even further in response to his manipulations.
Toby reached up and pressed his head against her, trying to bury his head in the fleshy depths of her tits.
"Kiss me, Ron. Kiss my tits harder!" she cried out.
His mouth sucked at her breasts, seeking to drain them of every passionate response they could give. He slid his hand along Toby's body, feeling the graceful arch of her stomach, her protruding pelvic bones, and the delicate valley between her stomach and her pubic hair. He touched the insides of her thighs and found the tops of her legs thickly covered with cum.
One thing about Toby, she was a heavy lubricator. She never kept him waiting when he was ready to go. She was one of the few women he had met who could keep pace with a man in the quickness and strength of his responses.
He moved his hand in wide circles across Toby's blonde pubic muff, feeling the clots of cum that stuck to her cunthair. Using his middle finger as an artificial prick, he pressed the tip of his finger against her clitoral nerve.
Toby's body shivered in response, as waves of sensuous pleasure radiated throughout her body. Ron felt the little nub swell in size as his finger manipulated it, stroking its sides gently and edging the little mound into short circles. Toby sighed deeply and Ron knew that he had found the right spot. He again sought her honeypot, dipping his finger into her precious cunt to remove some of the sensuous fluid. He worked the creamy liquid into the meat of her pussy, softly lubricating the inner and outer lips of her cunt so that they too could participate in the sensual experience. Once more he found the swollen clitoris, now standing out about a half inch from Toby's upper cunt. Toby drew Ron closer, forcing her body against his to feel his warmth and eager desire. Against her left thigh she could feel Ron's prick flowering in response to her desires. That was good, soon they'd both be ready for a regular fuck. The thought of the experience to come so aroused Toby that she felt a new wave of cum flow from her cunt and begin to drain down to her asshole. The warmth of her own cuntjuices stimulated the tight hole into a small series of spasms. She moaned and grasped Ron even tighter, working her body against his to heighten her pleasure.
She was shoving her pussy madly against his finger now, trying to push him even deeper into her cunt and even harder against her super-sensitive clit. Her thighs slapped solidly against Ron's in a wild frenzy of desire and cunt-want.
"Oh Ron, Ron. Don't stop now. Fuck me! Make me feel you inside me! Fuck me, Ron! Fuck me!"
Ron moved his finger rapidly against her honey-slicked clit, feeling the clitoris swell and shiver in response to his expert touch. He freed his left hand from under Toby's shoulders and placed it on her clitoris, using the index finger of his right hand as a simultaneous ramming-prick, one which -edged its way up Toby's cunt and found the sweet spots along the way.
He could feel her pussy begin to contract with the accuracy of his two-way fuck. He felt her body harden, all of Toby's muscles straining to reach the ultimate point of sexual gratification. Her leg muscles were fully extended, her thighs solid with their need for release.
"DO it, baby, do it. Fuck me!"
One final hard thrust against the tip of Toby's clit and the wave of spasms began. Tightly Toby's cunt embraced Ron's finger and expressed her cunt's orgasmic satisfaction. He rotated his finger in deep circles against the opening to extend her sexual peak. Her breathing was slowing down as she completed her erotic experience and began the pleasant, completely soul-satisfying afterglow.
She snuggled closer to Ron and kissed him softly on the neck and shoulders. He embraced her and began stroking her back and sides. He began to kiss her tits, eagerly consuming the firm mounds and feeling the nipples respond with their erotic hardness.
Toby's body began again to respond to Ron's touch and his strategically-placed kisses. Her stomach turned over as he grazed her thighs and pubic area with his mouth, his lips probing the sensitive area and seeking her full responsiveness. He rolled Toby over gently onto her back and stretched himself out on top of her. His hard prick made his desires and his eagerness known to Toby, and she willingly spread her legs, inviting him to enter and fill her throbbing cunt.
Ron slipped the hot, hard prick into her deep hole, feeling the length of his shaft disappear into her sensuous pussy. Slowly he withdrew the prick to the head, feeling sparks of pleasure ignite along the cockshaft as he generated the precious, erotic friction that would satisfy them both.
Toby wrapped her legs around Ron's thighs and pressed her heels against his asscheeks, urging him to go faster and faster, to increase the passionate tempo of their fucking. He ground his prick into her cunt, gyrating his body, whipping his cock in and out of Toby's pussy like a sensitive saber. He could feel his balls filling with the hot, luscious sperm that would eventually fill Toby's cunt to the brim. His balls began to burn and tingle with want for release and sexual ecstasy. He knew he was only moments away. He arched his back to delay the release and give Toby time to catch up with him. She pressed harder against his asscheeks with her heels, telling him that she too was very close and needed him to maintain the fuck-rhythm they had achieved.
Ron increased the pace of the fuck, maneuvering his body like a precision machine. He felt his cock pull back the fraction of an inch that occurred before the shoot-off, then he experienced the bucking of his prick, like a fully-loaded shotgun, as the sperm shot forth from his body and sought the inner recesses of Toby's clutching cunt.
Toby's body quivered when the hot discharge flashed into her cunt and bathed its sensitive walls. Her own climax began just seconds after Ron's release, a completely intense orgasm that caused her pussy and all of her back and stomach muscles to contract madly. Even after the intense sensations of the contractions began to fade away, she still could feel in her thighs the pleasant, sensuous tingling Ron's prick had inspired in her.
Toby lay cuddled in Ron's arms as she waited for the intensity of her orgasm to subside. The sensations spread over her body like a warm balm, soothing her in a sea of passionate, intense eroticism.
"Oh Ron, darling," she whispered, as she stroked his hair lightly.
Ron leaned forward and kissed her tit gently until the nipple protruded a half inch into his mouth. He stroked her sides gently and touched the insides of her thighs. The warmth of desire began to spread through Toby's body once more.
Gently but insistently she took Ron's hand and placed it between her legs, urging him to arouse her to the ultimate point once more. Ron's finger wriggled its way between Toby's cuntlips, found the sensitive clit, and began rotating it in wide circles. The clit responded by increasing its size, the newly-charged blood of sensuous passion filling the clit. A wave of cuntcream flowed from Toby's pussy. Ron scooped up a tiny glob of the fresh mucus and spread it evenly over her clit and cuntlips.
"Oh Ron, Ron. God, don't stop! Keep fingering my cunt!"
Ron increased the pace of his movements, slipping his finger in and out of the tight tunnel made by Toby's clasping cuntlips. He -edged his finger down the slit until he found the opening to Toby's pussy. He worked his finger in the first sensitive inch and moved in wide circles. The tiny cunt quivers began, and Ron knew that Toby was getting close. He slid his finger in and out of her pussy like an agile cock and felt Toby's cunt begin a small series of contractions as a new wave of cuntjuice bathed his finger.
His own cock began to respond, and it stood out firm and hard from his body, rubbing against Toby's thigh with every thrust of his finger. The cock began to gyrate to its own sensuous music, and little drops of clear fluid spurted from the delicate tip.
Easily, Ron placed himself on top of Toby and substituted the real thing for his finger. A sharp moan escaped Toby's throat as she felt the firm shaft of his cock slip into her cunt. Her pussylips enveloped his prick and squeezed it tightly. Ron's body shivered as he felt his prick being sensuously swallowed by Toby's moist cunt. He shoved the full length of his prick into her and slid the rod in and out at a rapid pace.
He felt Toby respond to him, as she clutched him tightly to her and scratched his back furiously in the deep frenzy of her passionate needs. He felt his cock like a charged lightning bolt, slicking through her warm, soft cunt, seeking the sweet spots where Toby's eroticism lay. He arched his back stiffly to draw the top of his prick against the top and sides of her cunt, feeling her pussy swell to take the full limits of his pulsing rod.
"Jesus, Toby!" he cried, as he felt the roots of his orgasm deep in his thighs, arching into his balls and electrifying every part of his testicles and scrotum.
Toby opened her legs wide and placed her heels against Ron's back, pushing down on him to urge him in and on. She fucked madly against Ron as she felt her cunt fill with a new series of erotic responses. Her cunt exploded with the intensity of her orgasm, and she could feel her pussy contract wildly against Ron's gyrating cock. One final thrust and Ron's prick spurted warm, sticky sperm-cream into the depths of Toby's cunt.
"Oh God, Ron. Jesus, baby!" Toby screamed as the final spasm of her orgasm gripped her body. She felt Ron's prick begin to shrivel gently inside her cunt as he collapsed on top of her, his erotic energy spent and her deepest cunt-needs satiated.
CHAPTER FIVE
The faculty meeting dragged on. Dr. Wagner, the world's biggest idiot, was making some point against approving a new course for the undergraduate major in psychology.
Toby had stopped listening about a half hour ago. Anything Wagner had to say was never worth listening to. She wondered how anybody like Wagner could ever rise to a position of power. But then academia was like that, a collection of misfits.
"And Dr. Carson, what's your view on this subject?"
"I disagree, Dr. Wagner. The more courses we can offer the student the better."
She watched the side of Wagner's neck as a large vein bulged forth. He was mad. He didn't like anybody to disagree with him, especially a newcomer.
"May I remind you, Dr. Carson, that you have been here only one year and may not have sufficient knowledge of our program to make a proper judgment."
"I don't agree, Dr. Wagner. I don't feel one has to be here for years and years to see that our course offerings are inadequate. If we're going to compete with Southeastern State, we've got to ... "
And on and on it went. The faculty, which thought as little of Wagner as Toby did, voted against him and upheld Toby's motion, giving her two new courses for the fall semester.
As she left the meeting room, Wagner scowled at her and asked if she still planned to attend his cocktail party that evening. She replied that she wouldn't miss it for the world, and she wouldn't.
* * *
The car refused to cooperate and sputtered to a lurching stop. Some damn thing was wrong with the carburetor-something Toby hadn't taken the time to fix. She got out and fiddled with the butterfly valve until she could see the gas drain properly. One small sputter and the car slipped easily away from the driveway. Toby was beginning to feel that her whole life was nothing but a series of small annoyances.
The lights of the Caldwells' house came into view. Wagner had arranged the party to honor one of his former graduate students who had made good-despite Wagner's influence. Just like Wagner always did-shoving responsibilities off on others-he had asked Caldwell to have the party at his house, claiming that the Wagner "cottage" was too small for such a gala event. And Caldwell, as usual, had resented the gesture but had given in to Wagner's demands.
Toby began preparing herself for the inevitable round of academic gossip and philosophizing that often made her stomach turn for its very banality. But it wasn't the talk she was interested in tonight, but the people. Or rather one person, to be exact.
"Dr. Carson. How nice to see you again."
Dr. Baxter, the chairman, was serving as doorman. Toby knew in her heart that if Baxter never saw her again he could care less. But anyway, on with the game.
"Hello, Dr. Baxter. It really looks like a wonderful party tonight."
"Yes it is, my dear. Won't you join us?"
"My dear," that really got to Toby. Like she was his child or something or a long-lost maiden aunt. He was as much an idiot as the rest.
She worked her way through the room, edging through the crowd until she found the bar. A Scotch and soda and she began to make her way to the back of the room. She wanted a clear view for the moment when it would happen.
People drifted in and out of the room and then Toby saw her. Clare Wagner. Clare stood by her husband and waved to Toby. Toby responded with a nod.
New Orleans. The regional conference. Saturday night. The invitation to stop by for a drink after the adolescent-psychology discussion group. John Wagner would be at the group-dynamics session, and they could relax together, as the only two women from the college at the conference. Toby had gone to the Wagners' room expecting just a drink and had come away with three perfect orgasms.
"Hello, Toby. How are you?"
Toby could sense the feigned coldness in Clare's voice. After all, they couldn't exactly let everybody know. John Wagner being cuckolded was bad enough, but by a woman? That would be too much for Wagner's fragile ego and he would take effective steps to have Clare banished and Toby fired.
"I haven't seen you since the conference last week, Clare. How have you been?"
"Fine. I've been helping John type his latest manuscript and that's been keeping me busy. You know how John is about his accomplishments. It's almost a compulsion with him. But then what else has he got?"
Toby understood the full implications of Clare's remark, not only with regard to their situation but to the fact that John had problems a lot of the time getting his prick up. He had tried to seduce a graduate student once, had gotten her home but couldn't get it up to get it in, and the girl had spread the story all over campus. Wagner had been known as "Rod-down" ever since. It was a crushing blow to his ego, and Wagner had been working super hard at being a bastard to compensate. The thought of Wagner on top of Clare trying to fuck his stubby cockflesh into his wife made Toby ill.
"I hope you enjoyed the conference, Clare. I found it very informative."
"Yes, I did too. It was the best conference I've ever attended."
Toby could sense by Clare's eyes that she wanted to fuck around. That dreamy, sensual look she had noticed the night Clare had invited her to her room illuminated her face.
"Are you planning on staying long at the party tonight?"
"I don't think so. I have an exam to type up. I think I'll be leaving very soon. I can't stand these things anyway."
"I can't either. Maybe I'll leave soon, too. I'll tell John I have a headache and plan to go home to rest. Well, I guess I'll mix. Goodbye, Toby, maybe I'll catch you later."
Toby understood the message hidden in Clare's carefully-worded responses. She knew Clare would visit her that night, ready and needing to be satisfied by Toby's expert touch.
* * *
Toby stirred the martini brew quickly and clunked chunks of ice cubes into a silver bowl. She was slicing cheese into thin slivers when the doorbell rang.
"Well hello, Dr. Carson. How's your exam coming?"
"I think I passed."
"So do I," Clare laughed.
"C'mon in," Toby responded suggestively.
"Don't mind if I do," Clare quipped as she closed the door behind her. "Come here, honey," she called as she drew Toby into her arms and kissed her gently. "I don't know how I made it through the week."
Toby kissed Clare's neck and drew her right hand up to cup Clare's tit. Toby heard Clare sigh absently as her blithe fingers encircled and kneaded the tender titflesh. She slid her hand down along Clare's front, pausing to caress Clare's stomach before pressing the palm of her hand against her pubic mound.
"Wait for me, lover," Clare sighed as she reluctantly drew away from Toby and went into the bedroom to undress.
Toby felt her cunt moisten with expectation as she watched Clare leave the room. She slipped out of her jeans, blouse, and panties and went to join Clare in the bedroom.
Clare was waiting for Toby by the side of the bed. She was removing the covers when she glanced up to see Toby standing before her naked. Toby's breasts. That never failed to attract her. She had an ultimate and consummate passion for the female breast. She had married John for financial security and social position, but every time she fucked him-which wasn't often due to his obsession with work-she always imagined that she was being fucked or fucking a woman.
Clare had kept her secret well, allowing herself to engage in momentary affairs at various academic meetings. She had never seduced anyone connected to the college or to John's work. No one, that is, until Toby. Toby was the kind of feminine, graceful woman Clare could not resist. That humid night in New Orleans she also discovered that Toby was the kind of lover she could not function without.
Clare walked over to Toby and embraced her, kissing her lightly and then passionately as her hands found Toby's tits and stroked them delicately. She stroked Toby's pubic hair and skillfully let the forefinger of her right hand brush against her clit, feeling the shiver in Toby's body when the contact was made. She could feel that Toby's clit had already begun to harden with desire and expectation.
"Clare, Clare," Toby whispered as the older woman teased her body into a passionate frenzy.
Clare lowered her head and began to kiss Toby's fleshy tits, kissing the sides gently and then taking the bronze nipple into her warm mouth. Her hand worked more insistently against Toby's clit, urging the delicate nerve tissues into new levels of desire. She pressed the tip of her finger directly against Toby's clitoral nerve and felt the little jagged ridge of flesh jerk wildly in response.
Cream began to bathe Clare's finger as she worked her way down Toby's cunthole until she found the pussy opening. Toby's legs had begun to shake with the intensity of her desire, and Clare led her to the bed. She placed Toby down on the bed and stretched out on top of her, moving her stomach and the top of her clit against Toby's clitoris.
They rocked in a mad frenzy until Clare could feel herself getting close. She pulled herself off Toby and began to slither down her body, kissing and stroking each fragile inch of flesh passionately.
Toby was so much like her first Lesbian lover in college-her roommate's older sister, who had seduced her one weekend, was her steady lover for over a year, and had told Clare and made her believe that once a woman is made love to by another gentle and considerate woman she never wants a man again. Clare had to admit to herself that on the list of all of her lovers John finished dead last. The other men she had fucked were interesting diversions, but could in no way compare to even the worst of her female lovers. Men were very good at satisfying themselves, but few really knew how to please a woman.
"Oh Clare, don't stop!" Toby cried as Clare's tongue pressed against her clitoris and sent spasms of ecstasy through her body.
Clare drew the little mound into her mouth and began to suck delicately. She could feel the nub pulse with renewed desire each time her tongue grazed the sensitive area. She manipulated Toby's clit precisely, using all the skill and knowledge she had acquired with her numerous Lesbian loves.
Gently, she found the opening of Toby's cunt and -edged her middle finger into the deep hole. The cuntlips responded by squeezing Clare's finger lightly and letting Clare know that her movements were bringing Toby to a new level of excitement.
Clare felt Toby's warm cuntcream begin to flow freely and thickly coat her finger. The vibrating spasms and sensations in Toby's snatch increased as Clare began to fuck her finger in and out of Toby's cunt. Toby's pussy rapidly responded to Clare's manipulations and opened wide to receive the amorous intruder. Clare slipped her finger to the fullest extent into Toby's cunt, touching the back walls of the hot snatch and gently rotating her fingertip against the tip of Toby's cervix.
Toby sunk her fingernails into Clare's back and pushed her head forward against her cunt, urging Clare to go faster and harder against her. Clare responded to the call and increased the pressure and the speed of her gestures towards Toby's ultimate fulfillment.
Clare fucked her finger in and out of Toby's snatch like a fast-moving prick ready for the shoot-off. She became aware of her own deep cunt-needs as each moan Toby let out increased the little puddle of cream gathering on the lips of Clare's cunt. She began to feel the first orgasmic tinglings in her thighs and calves and knew that Toby must be nearing the point of full release.
Toby arched her back so that Clare could reach the depths of her cunt and satisfy the craving need mounting steadily inside her pussy. She stretched her legs tightly, feeling the orgasm well in her like an erotic tidal wave. The dam broke, and the flood of sensations enveloped Toby's body, sending her into fits of erotic joy. Each sensation that began in her pussy was duplicated in her womb, only more intensely. Her whole body experienced the high, until a warm glow and a deep haze settled over her like a sensuous fog.
Toby reached out and embraced Clare, letting her actions inform the woman as to how much she appreciated and enjoyed her lovemaking. Clare responded by stroking the insides of Toby's thighs and kissing the very tip of her clitoral shaft. Toby began to feel little sparks of a new orgasm begin inside her, but she knew that her body would need a few minutes to recuperate from the strength of her previous high. She reached down for Clare and drew her up beside her on the bed.
Softly she stroked Clare's tits and kissed Clare's neck. She could feel Clare's nipples erect into solid mounds of passionate desire. She traced the outline of each breast with her finger and then with her tongue. Clare embraced her tightly and moaned softly.
Toby sensed the intensity of Clare's need and began to manipulate the area of her cunt, spreading Clare's legs and wedging her finger deep into the little tunnel made by Clare's cuntlips. She slid the finger up and down the little shaft of her clit, feeling the cream wet her finger as it probed its way down the sensuous journey to the lovehole. The soft, warm mucus clung to Toby's finger as she manipulated and massaged Clare's clitoris. The nerve swelled in response, making itself easier to find and to satisfy on each stroke.
"Oh God Toby, enter my cunt!" Clare screamed as Toby's finger made the initial contact with the cunthole. Clare's pussy opened like a precious flower, and Toby's finger slipped easily and swiftly into the erotic hole. She found the hidden treasure of Clare's cervical opening and pushed the tip of her finger gently against the protruding mound. She could feel little spasms begin in Clare's cunt as she worked to heighten her sensations.
Clare was breathing heavily and begging Toby to finish her. Toby increased the speed of her movements and carefully managed to rub the top of her finger against Clare's clitoris while the bottom part of her finger fucked harder into her wet cunthole. With each stroke Clare dug her fingernails deeper and deeper into Toby's back, expressing fully the savage nature of her passion.
"Toby! I'm coming! Oh God, I'm coming!"
Clare thrashed madly against the bed as her orgasm gripped and twisted her body. A series of spasms ripped through her pussy and lower back as the tide of the climax crested. Finally she lay still, the deep tranquility of the afterglow covering her face.
Toby had aroused herself fully in making love to Clare. She needed to be satisfied but hated to disturb Clare's evident peace. Softly she straddled Clare upside down, placing her body in a reverse position over Clare's so that her feet touched the sides of Clare's face.
She maneuvered herself in place, putting her head between Clare's feet and arranging herself so that both of their cunts touched. Lifting herself slightly, she reached under herself until she found Clare's wet cunt. She spread the lips of her pussy until the clitoris was exposed.
Toby lowered herself down on top of Clare's cunt, making sure first that her own cuntlips were spread and her clitoris bared to greet Clare's passion bud. The two clitorises touched as Toby lowered herself down fully, and the excitement of the maneuver sent waves of passion echoing through Toby's body.
Toby began to rock her body slightly, moving her clit against Clare's. She could feel the stiff hairs of Clare's pubis brush against her cuntlips as she worked to increase the intensity of the sensations. She grabbed Clare's feet so that she could extend herself over Clare's body and thus achieve the full potential of the erotic act. Clare began to respond heavily and rocked her body in response to Toby's movements and needs.
Soon Toby felt the first sensations of her orgasm. She moved in wide circles against Clare's cunt, increasing the sensitive area that was now being reached by their lovemaking. With each ram against Clare's cunt, she felt the orgasm grow in her like a demanding beast, hungrily eating its way through her insides, striving to consume every inch of her.
Toby felt Clare's body stiffen and knew that her Lesbian lover was again nearing another orgasm. Clare's stiffened body increased the pressure on Toby's clit nerve as she rocked madly against her lover. Three hard, demanding rams and her clitoris seemed to burst like a firecracker, as the sparks of her climax sped through her body.
Seconds later Toby felt Clare come. She could feel Clare's cunt-contractions against her stomach and pussylips as she kept up her rapid movements to insure that Clare would finish. One final series of small contractions in the depths of her womb and the orgasm was complete. Toby lay exhausted on top of Clare, feeling the warmth of Clare's body against her own sensitive flesh.
A soft, periodic sleep came to them both. Toby lay with her head resting against Clare's thigh and dreamed of chasing Clare through a field of daisies. Gradually her body renewed its energy level and she awoke.
Almost amazed at her own sexual needs, Toby found that desire had begun again in the pit of her snatch. She could feel the warm, tingling sensations that heralded the brewing of a new batch of cuntcream. She lifted herself gently from Clare and began to search for what Clare had told her to pick up in the French Quarter during their visit to New Orleans.
A brief rummaging through the drawers of her dresser and she found it. The two-headed substitute cock glowed in the moonlight like some pagan god ready for the sacrifice of the village virgin. She slipped one end of the synthetic shaft into her pussy and strapped the instrument around her waist.
She approached the bed and gently roused Clare from her sensuous slumber by kissing her tits and stroking her stomach. Clare awakened to find Toby lying beside her, the artificial prick sticking out from her genital area like a thick cock ready to be fucked.
Clare drew Toby down beside her and urged her to climb on top of her. Eagerly she spread her legs so that Toby could place the shaft deep in the well of her cunt. Toby lay flat against Clare and then lifted her lower back so that she could conveniently slip the dildo in. She felt the tip of the prick being engulfed by Clare's passion-swollen cunt. Quickly she slid the rest of the prick into Clare, letting the sturdy cock find its own course into Clare's pussy.
As the substitute prick slid fully into Clare's cunt until it rested against the tip of Clare's womb, the make-believe prick in Toby's snatch reached its full extent and pressed heavily against her cervix also.
With each motion against Clare's cunt, Toby could feel her own artificial prick slide up and down her channel. Her cunt was fully greased, and the prick slid happily into her, making little squishing noises along the way. The prick was just wide enough to graze the edge of Toby's clitoris each time she fucked the prick at the other end deeper and faster into Clare's pussy. She could feel the dildo arousing her clitoris as the blood flowed into her cuntlips and aroused her even more.
"Fuck me, lover!" Clare responded as the rubber cock created its magic friction against the walls of her cunt. Madly she flung her body against Toby's charging prick and pleaded for more each time Toby let the cock fuck its way into her cream-coated cunt.
"More, more!" Clare demanded as Toby began to increase the speed of her thrusts until she looked like a mad dancer acting out an ancient ritual of lust and sensual greed.
Toby found the depths of her pussy responding to the prick. She could pace herself better with this type of orgasm since she was in control and knew exactly what she wanted and how to achieve it. Each time she withdrew from Clare's cunt, the artificial prick inside her sucked her cuntwalls down into a deep vortex, the suction intensifying the passionate responses hidden deep in her womb. She was getting very close. The sensations began and then exploded in her cunt and in the back of her brain like a flash of blinding blue and white light. She screamed as the orgasm struck her and she felt Clare's body jerking beneath her in another spasm of ecstasy.
"Oh Christ!" Clare screamed almost in unison with Toby's deep guttural moan.
A few more thrusts of the dildo into Clare's cunt and Toby was content that she had completely satiated her lover. Clare stroked her back gently and told her how intensely satisfying her orgasms were with Toby, nothing like the dime-store imitations she had with John. The real thing was to be found with a woman, and Clare knew it.
Sleep would have come easily to them both, but they became aware of the time. Clare estimated that John had had sufficient time to drink himself into a stupor and was probably ready to make his way home. He always got aroused when he drank, but the liquor made him impotent. Tonight he would try, fail, and then slap his limp cock fiercely for betraying him. Sometimes Clare thought he would slap his prick right off-an event which only John would mourn. Then she'd have to soothe him and try to suck him off, but that would fail, and he'd fall asleep vowing to write two scholarly articles the next day to prove his success as a man.
Clare stroked Toby's head, reluctant to leave her lover. Toby kissed her deeply and then helped her from the bed. In silence, Clare dressed, thinking about the two worlds she inhabited. She looked fondly at Toby's body, naked in the moonlight, trying to burn the outline of her lover deep into her brain. The memory of tonight's lovemaking would be precious to her and would help her survive until the next time.
The two made their way into the living room and embraced a final time.
"There'll be another faculty party in ten days, Toby. I think I can conveniently arrange to have another headache. John won't even miss me."
"Till then, love," Toby whispered.
Clare smiled and blew Toby a kiss. Then she made her way down the stairs and into the cold silence of the night.
CHAPTER SIX
Gino's Pizza Palace was jammed with the usual Saturday-night crowd. The air hung heavy with the salty smell of garlic and the various pizza combinations ordered throughout the evening.
Toby spotted two of her students signaling to her from a booth in the corner and went over to join them.
"How are you, Dr. Carson? Want some mushroom pizza?" Jon Witulzki asked as he prepared a place for Toby to sit.
"Fine, and no thanks. Shouldn't you be home reading Contemporary Psychology!" Toby knew that this was the type of line that would get her a laugh. If psychology was good for anything, it did give her a nice sense of group expectations. She wasn't disappointed in their response.
"Somehow, Dr. Carson," Maria Rollins chuckled, "that book just can't compete with pizza."
Toby liked Maria a great deal. She was the type of girl who would win in any situation. She had good looks and the brains to go with them. Most importantly, she had a sense of herself as a person. Toby was really disturbed by how many of her students were filled with inadequacies and thus made themselves easy prey for anyone stronger and more sophisticated than they. Maria was the type who would control not be controlled, and Toby found that a very intriguing characteristic.
At Jon's insistence, Toby decided that she should have something to eat and went over to the counter to order lasagna and a Coke. From the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Malcolm Scott, the local drug king. Toby knew that Gino's was the place to get it, and she figured something big was in the works for tonight for Scott to put in an appearance himself instead of sending one of his flunkies.
She watched Scott slip a young boy a small plastic envelope and knew that that was one kid who'd find his own high that evening. She knew from personal experience that it sure beat masturbating, unless, of course, you masturbated to it. Then it intensified the act by stretching it out, making it last until it was almost unendurable.
Toby briefly remembered the first time she had made it on grass was with her roommate in her junior year of college. Amy, the ultimate She-bitch who used to scratch her back raw when Toby took her through. Someday she'd have to make the three-hour drive to New York and take Amy up on her standing invitation to visit "any time." Toby knew what that meant-fucking and sucking on demand, and great fucking and sucking at that.
Jon was nibbling on the tip of Maria's ear when Toby returned.
"Don't you know that that kind of thing will give you pimples and make you go blind?"
"You don't need to see to feel," Maria laughed. "Besides, I've got plenty of Clearasil at home."
Toby laughed gently. She figured that Maria had been around and knew how to get what she wanted. Jon looked like he was happy with the arrangement.
"Are you going to Gary Hunter's tonight, Dr. Carson? It's an open house."
Toby caught from the tone of Jon's voice the implications of his words. Dr. Gary Hunter, the European history teacher, was noted for his free-sex parties. The last time Toby had been to one of Hunter's orgies she had been fucked seven times and could have gone on for more if she hadn't had an eight-o'clock class the next day and needed her rest. She wondered what she'd looked like to her students that day. It was all so amusing. Most of them thought she was an old-maid, repressed type who used Kotex instead of Tampax because she didn't want to touch her "dirty" genitals. Someday she'd walk into class, strip naked, and take on any and all comers. That would shut them up and set them straight.
"What time's the big event, Jon?"
"I think officially it starts at eight, but it's probably still going on from last week. Maria and I are going to drop in around ten and check out the action. Most of the repressed people come early so that they can drink a lot and try to relax a little. I hate the early-crowd types-you know, the guilt-ridden, but-I-still-want-to-be-free ones-so we try to make it when things are just beginning to move. I wonder what the main attraction will be tonight?"
Toby remembered that last month some chemistry professor had sucked off a dog's cock while some Anthro broad had shoved a thick, black dildo up the profs ass. The dog and the woman had climaxed together, with the professor coming only a split-second later.
"I don't know, Jon, but I think I'll go and find out. Hunter's parties are always worth it, if only to see the kind of people who show up."
"Well, we'll see you there then. We've got to visit our local hash-house first to make our evening complete. We'll see you later."
Jon took hold of Maria's hand and escorted her from the booth. They both smiled at Toby as they left, aware of the possibilities of the evening. Toby hadn't made it with either of them yet at one of Hunter's orgies, but only because she had been too busy with others. Maybe this evening she'd branch out and try some of the younger meat that was there in willing abundance.
Toby watched Jon and Maria go over to Scott's table and pick up an evening's supply of dope. The group would swing tonight; there'd be enough for everybody.
* * *
When Toby arrived at Hunter's house, the music was blaring and the driveway was jam-packed with cars. She recognized a few of the cars and knew she'd be in for a good time.
Hunter greeted her at the door and beckoned for her to come in. He had on only a skin-tight, orange bathing suit. Toby could see his cock bulging into the left front pocket. He had enough cockmeat to satisfy her, and he had on several occasions.
"Well, Toby love. It's been a long time. Come in and find yourself a comfortable spot."
Toby entered willingly and embraced Hunter as she passed. He held her close to him, and she could feel his heavy prick press deeply against her crotch. The tingling, lustful sensation began in her loins, and she knew she was ready for anything and everything the evening would offer.
"I want you to meet some friends," Hunter said, freeing Toby gently. He motioned to a group in front of him, and two young men came over.
"Toby, this is Paul Dillard and Ed Haines. Two of my very best friends. I hope you'll be good to them."
While Hunter departed, Toby took the opportunity to survey the evening's initial lovers. Both men were tall and firmly built. Both looked like they had enough between their legs to juice her cunt up and keep her going for a while. She liked their smiles; they both seemed confident and aggressive, without being either brutal or self-centered.
Ed noticed a couple leaving one of the bedrooms and motioned for Toby and Paul to follow him into the room. He smoothed out the sheets and tried to arrange things in a fairly pleasant way. The room smelled heavily of cunt and sperm juices. Toby found the aroma erotic and became aware of the juices that her own cunt was creating between her legs.
Paul peeled quickly out of his clothes and stood before Toby in his jockey shorts. His cock was fully erect and made a small white tent out of his shorts. He watched Toby look at him appreciatively and then stripped the shorts off. His prick popped free from the material and stood out like a thick, sensuous arrow. He had a good nine inches of bulky meat, and his balls were tight against his body, ready for action.
Toby watched Ed step out of his clothes and noticed that he was even better endowed than Paul. His prick was about the same length as Ed's, but it was thicker and the head was larger. She watched, totally fascinated, as Ed took his cock in his hands and began moving up and down on the thick shaft. The muscles in his thighs tightened as he jerked his prick quickly to his own rhythm.
Toby watched his balls tighten and turn a deep shade of red. Rapidly Ed jerked the cock in and out of the cave his hands formed. He freed one hand and reached between his legs to stroke his balls. His breathing increased in speed and intensity. A deep moan burst from his chest and a small stream of white, hot sperm tore from his cock and splattered on the floor in broken splotches.
"Ed's a quick comer," Paul explained. "He likes to get the first one off quickly himself so he can make the second one last longer for the woman. It's an old trick I taught him a long time ago."
Paul wrapped his arms around Toby's waist and drew her gently but firmly to him. Toby felt him force his stiff cockmeat between her legs and draw his cock against her clitoris as he passionately French-kissed her. His hands massaged her tits as he drew the prick against her delicate clitoral nerve. A small wave of cum fell from Toby's cunt and drenched the top side of his prick with salty warmth. She could feel her heart pounding faster as each thrust of the cock against her clit sent sparks along her spine.
Paul used his body to edge Toby over to the side of the bed. He gently pushed her onto the bed and lay on top of her, his cock still buried between her thighs. He turned her body so that she lay lengthwise on the bed and then motioned for Ed to join them.
"Any objections to going down?" Paul asked. "Never," Toby replied.
"Good, let's make this a two-way event," Ed said.
Smoothly they worked, like a team that knew its business well. Ed spread Toby's legs and knelt between them, while Paul straddled Toby's tits and placed his knees between her armpits. He supported his weight on his legs, knowing that he would be too much for her upper body to handle.
Ed tested her cunt, gently poking his middle finger into Toby's moist pussy. He felt her warm cuntcream and the depths of her hole. He replaced his finger with the tip of his erect prick and felt Toby's body quiver when she realized what he had done.
Paul propped Toby's head up on two pillows and positioned himself so that he could easily slip his cock in and out of her juicy mouth. Toby opened her mouth willingly, and Paul slipped the massive prick in.
As Toby accepted the full length of Paul's cockshaft, feeling its huge size fill up her mouth and throat, Ed forced his cock into the moist depths of her cunt, ramming his prick in to its hilt.
Toby felt her vaginal walls expand to encompass and take in the thick member. Her cunt ached with fiery desire as she felt the tip of the prick make contact with the back wall of her snatch. The heavy sucking, slurping noises began as Ed shoved his prick into the heat of her pussy, and out again, allowing the sensuous friction to mount with each thrust.
Paul caught the rhythm of Ed's fuck-movements and moved in unison with Ed's thrusts. Toby felt his prick push against the back of her throat as she sucked on it vigorously, making his prick swell with pleasure and expectation. Paul's cock certainly was big, and she wondered for a second if she'd be able to suck all of his big prick.
She lifted her head higher and arched it slightly so that his cock could slip even further into the depths of her throat. A sharp moan from Paul let her know her cocksucking efforts were appreciated. She placed her right hand on Paul's balls and began to rotate them. Softly she stroked the delicate sacs, watching them turn a deeper hue as Paul's excitement grew. She felt the balls move inside their warm, soft pouches. They were already beginning to harden with Paul's sperm build-up.
Ed fucked skillfully between Toby's legs, drawing his prick out almost to its full length and then ramming his meat back into the heart of Toby's cunt. As he withdrew, he took sufficient time to work the cockhead against the opening of Toby's pussy and have the ring of muscles squeeze him tightly just under the sensitive head. He could feel the shaft of his prick getting hotter with each thrust. The tingling sensations had already begun in his thighs, and he felt his balls tighten even further as Toby began to gyrate her body madly. How he loved to feel a pussy in action-the wild rotations, the sharp thrusting against his prick. He wanted and loved it all.
Paul lifted himself up slightly on his knees so that he could stretch his thigh and calf muscles and thus intensify his shoot-off. He could feel his lower back muscles tighten and pulse with the sparks of his erotic sensations as Toby continued to suck hungrily on his prick. His cock bulged with excitement as his orgasm continued to mount within his swaying balls.
Toby rolled her tongue over the top of his prick and felt Paul's body shiver in response. She found the small hole and licked it gently, tasting the saltiness of the clear tears that had formed and which heralded the oncoming orgasm. Paul's prick twitched in her mouth each time she found the right sensitive zone and sent thick spasms throughout his body.
Toby's cunt burned with the build-up of her own desires. Ed was fucking his prick in and out of her snatch at a wild pace. With each thrust Toby's swollen cunt pulsed with passionate intensity. She arched her back and slammed her body against Ed's prick. The top of her cervix began its series of small contractions, each contraction widening like a ripple and generating other spasms as Ed's prick threaded its way through her gripping cunthole.
Paul moved forward and placed his hands on Toby's shoulders, bracing himself for the full impact of his ejaculation.
"Oh God, baby, suck it!" Paul shouted as the flame of his orgasm licked its way up his back, ignited a delicate spot in his brain, and charged down his spine into the tip of his prick. His balls contracted tightly and hot sperm spurted into Toby's mouth and drained down her throat. She took it all, swallowing every bit of the sticky brew. She continued to suck lightly on his cock as it shriveled into the warm depths of its own pleasures.
Toby could feel her own sensations nearing completion. She tightened her calf muscles and stretched her legs, forcing her erotic sensations into her lower body to forestall her ultimate pleasure and release.
"Oh baby, I'm coming!" Ed screamed as his cock pulsed out his orgasm into Toby's hungry cunt. Toby could feel his cock quiver and contract inside her pussy. The warmth of Ed's sperm discharge triggered her own orgasm and her cunt tightened in response to her sensuous delights. Contracting wilding to its own erotic rhythm, her womb filled with pleasurable warmth. Ed fucked slowly inside her, feeling each minor contraction titillate his cock into a deep afterglow of delicious sensations. Cuntjuice began to drain from Toby's crotch, bathing Ed's prick and quickly soaking into the bedsheets.
Paul lay on top of Toby and gently stroked the sides of her face. His cockmeat was still in her mouth, enjoying each occasional kiss and suck that Toby gave it.
"You're some lover, lady," Paul said as he stroked her ribcage delicately and grazed the sides of her hot tits with the palm of his hand.
Toby sucked placidly on Paul's cock and felt Ed's cock diminish inside her pussy. The haze of her pleasure grew with the realization that she had satisfied both men. She could feel her womb cease its rocking motions and settle into its tranquil state of total satiation. Her pleasant meditations were interrupted by a quick knock on the door. The three of them looked over to see the door swing open wide. A naked, big-busted blonde stood in the doorway and motioned for them to come out into the living room.
"C'mon, you guys. We've got a daisy-chain going."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Toby, Paul and Ed disentangled themselves and went into the living room to witness the evening's festivities.
On the rug, four naked men lay on their sides facing in one direction, their pricks erect and ready for the four women opposite them.
Mary Hunter, Dr. Hunter's wife, handed the first man a tube of Vaseline, and each man took turns greasing up the assholes of the four women. From the left side of the room, three women advanced and positioned themselves on their sides between the men's heads, thus making themselves prime targets for simultaneous oral jobs. Mary Hunter stretched herself out on the gold carpet in the same direction the women were facing, the opposite direction of the men, and prepared to take the final man's prick into her mouth. She wrapped her slender fingers around the man's bulging meat, getting set to jack him off to the group's rhythm. At her signal, the lights were switched off and on, and the four men readied themselves for the advance.
Mary took the prick of the final man, Art Ulrich, into her mouth and sucked firmly, as the other three men lurched forward and speared their partner's asshole. Positioning themselves quickly, the men also zeroed in on the three luscious cunts in front of them, tasting the savory aroma and flavor of freshly-brewed cuntcream as their tongues made effective contact. The women squirmed into place, each finding exactly the right position that pleased her the most.
Mary set the pace for the group as she sucked vigorously on Art's prick and slid her hands rapidly over her hot clit and cunt. The movement of her hands matched that of her mouth. With each inward thrust on her hand, she also moved down the shaft of Art's slick, moist cock.
As the tempo of the group increased, three guys who couldn't hold it in any more ripped off their clothes and ran over to join the fun. They lay upside down, their heads touching the heads of three of the men, and their cocks sticking out within easy reach of the women's mouths. Gladly the women received them, each of their mouths opening up like a giant, dark womb, taking their hot and eager cocks into its depths.
The initial group of men slammed rapidly against each other's backs and forced their cocks deeper and deeper into the four women. Sphincter muscles expanded and contracted wildly, duplicating the effect of a sensitive and aroused vagina. Each of the men could feel the sperm building up in their balls, the warm wave enveloping their scrotums and making their testicles ache deliciously with an uncontrollable desire for the magnificent, blinding release of orgasm.
The women who were having their cunts eaten were moaning heavily as the men's tongues found the right spots and aroused the women to new levels of passion. Each moan was cut short and partially stifled by the downward thrust of the huge cocks filling their mouths to the brim and overflowing. Each thick prick disappeared into the women's moist caverns and magically reappeared thicker and redder each time, more insistent that its demands be met and fully satisfied.
Mary's hands flew over her clit, her fingers toying with the lips of her cunt, teasing the sensitive tip of her clit again. With her other hand she encircled the root of Art's meat, occasionally squeezing his thick passage to forestall his orgasm and increase the intensity of his build-up. Her partner moaned and jerked incessantly as he felt the stimulation of Mary's sucking mouth. Both were beautifully synchronized to produce an ultimate, simultaneous climax.
Art's body vibrated to each magnificent thrust and quivered with each movement of Mary's skilled lips. She freed one hand from his prick and touched Art's balls, fondling the delicate sacs, stroking them lightly, feeling them harden in her hands like two delicate walnuts. She could feel her own orgasm nearing and she increased the speed and hardness of his own movements, jerking at her cut mercilessly, demanding that her cunt produce the erotic froth of her orgasm.
The man at the beginning of the chain lurched forward, releasing his hot load into the bowels of the woman in front of him. Seconds later two of the women screamed deeply and jerked madly as their orgasms tore through their assholes like lightning bolts. The wild shrieks spurred on the others.
Almost simultaneously Mary climaxed, her cuntlips rippling against Art's stomach as Art released his full discharge into her mouth. Mary swallowed it all, feeling the warm liquid coat her throat as it made its way to the pit of her stomach.
Seconds later the remainder of the group completed their blissful union and experienced fantastic climaxes that sent waves and shivers of sensual delight through the spectators gathered in a circle around the gyrating, moaning fuckers and suckers.
Their acts completed, the group lay motionless, temporarily suspended in their powerful, intoxicating afterglow.
Toby had watched the whole proceedings completely spellbound and now found her own cunt aching once again for release. Ed and Paul had paired off with two blonde chicks and were now in the midst of performing sixty-nine on each other. Across the room she spied Maria and Jon and went over to solicit their cooperation in a sensuous triangle.
As she approached, a buxom redhead wrapped her arms around Jon's waist and directed him to one of the free bedrooms. Jon looked at Maria, and she smiled at him and blew him a kiss, effectively freeing him to take his pleasures wherever he wished. When Toby reached her, Maria extended her arm and took Toby by the hand.
"Do you ever jump this kind of train, Dr. Carson?"
"I'm a regular rider, Maria. And it's Toby."
Maria smiled appreciatively, fully aware of the catch Toby represented and the kind of pleasures she could dispense. Toby felt her cuntlips contract slightly at the idea of eating Maria's cunt. She was the kind of woman Toby liked. She was about Toby's height and had long black hair that fell gracefully to the base of her tits. Her tits were tight and firm, displaying the obvious muscle structure and aesthetic aura Maria possessed.
Toby willingly let herself be led into one of the back bedrooms, secure in the knowledge that Maria obviously was a cunt-eating artist and knew what she was doing. Toby didn't mind at all the role that Maria had accorded her.
As they walked, Maria slipped her arm around Toby's waist and casually let the tips of her fingers graze the valley where Toby's pubic forest began. They could feel the warmth of Maria's body as she pressed close to her, feeling the luscious, sensuous curves of the firm, youthful tits against her own. Her cunt-factory began brewing its special cream as the idea of what Maria would do to her titillated Toby's brain. Waves of erotic joy pulsed through her cunt and tits, urging her body to ready itself for the upcoming event. Toby could feel her mind drifting, readying itself for all the possibilities and nuances of Maria's lovemaking.
Maria switched off the light in the bedroom and let the moonlight reveal her newest lover to her. Toby's body almost glowed in the fragile light, as each beam seemed to lovingly caress the curves and valleys of her body.
Maria led Toby to the bed and gently laid her down, allowing her legs to drape over the side of the bed. Gently she spread Toby's legs to reveal the delicious wedge of Toby's blonde cunt fur. She bent down slowly, placed her head between Toby's legs, and tasted the pungent juices that Toby's cunt had prepared for her lips alone. She darted her tongue into the depths of Toby's hot pussy, feeling the opening contract as her thick tongue speared into the wet slit. Precisely she lapped the hole and its juices, teasing Toby's cunt into producing more and more of the velvet cream that now thickly coated her tongue and lips.
Quickly Maria withdrew her tongue and replaced it with her middle finger. She drew her tongue up the length of Toby's cunt cleft, finding the fragile clitoral nub, encompassing it with her mouth, sacking on the delicate tissue until it grew erect in her mouth.
With her finger, she could feel Toby's cunt contractions begin. Quickly she fucked her finger in and out of the moist pit, feeling Toby's pussy swell with each thrust. The clitoral nub in her mouth 'began its own series of small jumps and quivers as Maria readied Toby's pussy for the ultimate erotic sensation.
At a furious pace she slammed her face against Toby's cunt, forcing it into complete submission, making it beg for more. Her finger moved in precise unison with her mouth, arousing Toby to higher and higher levels. She could feel Toby's legs begin to shake with the intensity of her upcoming climax.
Toby arched her back stiffly, lifting the trunk of her body high off the bed, stretching for every luscious moment her body could endure. She grabbed Maria's head and pushed the young lover between her legs into her drooling cunt, begging her to seek and arouse every inch of her snatch.
"Oh Maria, Maria! Suck on my cunt, honey! Make me feel it," Toby moaned as her body was engulfed by a new series of passionate sensations. The top of her head felt like it would crack open and float away. She felt herself drifting into a soft, pink haze. She surrendered herself completely. The insides of her eyeballs flashed red, and the back of her skull sent off beautiful rocket-like bursts of golden fire. Her delicate cunt mechanism triggered. Sparks of erotic joy leaped along her body, edging their way deep into the muscles of her back and thighs, licking their way across her tits. She could feel her nipples erect in the completion of her orgasmic high. Slowly she fell back down from her climax, feeling her body again touch the bed and settle into the gentle security and calm of the afterglow.
Maria still munched on her clitoral nerve, endeavoring to get all she could from the sensitive nub. Satisfied that Toby had experienced it all, she withdrew her head from between Toby's legs and rested her chin on Toby's thigh. Softly she stroked the insides of Toby's thighs as she watched Toby's cuntcream drain into a little puddle at the base of her asscheeks.
Maria liked the way Toby responded, giving it her all and also demanding everything she could get from a good lover. She wanted to test Toby's strength again, take her through again and again until she totally exhausted her sexually. She viewed Toby as the ultimate tigress, a woman who could experience a series of fantastic, devastating orgasms and still be ready and willing for more.
Maria lifted herself from Toby's body and stood facing her at the side of the bed.
"Wait here for a moment, Toby. I'm going to find one of Hunter's secret devices."
Toby roused herself from her pleasurable haze just enough to watch Maria's golden back and creamy ass disappearing through the doorway. She was sure that anything Maria wanted to do to her would be incredibly sensual and satisfying, and she rested secure in the knowledge that her lover would again bring her through to a dizzying orgasm.
Seconds later Maria appeared by the side of the bed and took hold of Toby's waist, urging her to stretch out lengthwise on the bed. Toby, her body almost drugged by the intensity of her orgasm, willingly, if somewhat drowsily, complied.
"Relax, love. I know my own strength," Maria whispered.
Toby looked up in time to catch sight of Maria uncoiling a long, thick bttlltehip. For a second she was scared, fearing that Maria might lose herself in an erotic frenzy and actually hurt her, but the look on Maria's face expressed only the thought of pleasing, not hurting, her lover, and Toby relaxed, willing to accept and experience whatever Maria wanted to do.
The first crack of the whip caught Toby across her stomach. Still momentarily unprepared for the blow, she jerked forward slightly as a flash of hot, burning sensations charged through her lower body. A thin red welt, shaped like a small snake, formed across the top of her ribcage, just under her tits.
At first she was very surprised at the intensity of the impact. The whip stung her flesh and brought tears to her eyes. But soon the stinging sensations were replaced by a warm glow in the whipped area. If she concentrated on the growing warmth, she could almost feel herself slipping away into a deep erotic haze. She could feel her body begin to burn with desire. The slight pain the whip had generated now turned to wanton desire as her body began to crave sexual release once more.
Maria raised the bullwhip to its full extension above her head and once again crashed it down against Toby's chest. She smiled with satisfaction as she heard Toby's deep moans and watched the gyrating, writhing movements that Toby's body made on the bed. Again she cocked the whip and aimed it, this time for Toby's tits. An extended cunt spasm gripped her as she watched the breasts respond, a thick red line forming across them, the nipples rising red, erect, and hard. Three more times she cracked the whip against Toby's tits and stomach until Toby's breathing spurred her on to more provocative things.
She abandoned her position at the side of the bed and went to stand at the base. She spread Toby's legs wide and cracked the whip against the tender, sensitive inner thighs. Toby moaned appreciatively and pleaded for more. Maria felt the power of her situation seize her, and she cracked the whip even harder against Toby's thighs, striking the upper regions near Toby's cunt with particular force. She could tell by Toby's heavy breathing that she was almost there. With practiced precision she aimed the whip and smashed it directly against Toby's cunt, watching the tip of the whip find its target on Toby's clitoris.
Toby screamed wildly in a mixture of pain and erotic frenzy. Her cunt stung with a thick, biting pain that quickly turned into deep, pulsing contractions. She could feel her cunt vibrate, her clitoris moving up and down in deep spasms that sent incredible sensations throughout her womb. Again Maria slammed the whip against Toby's clitoris, right on target, and Toby could feel a new wave of hot cunt contractions begin.
"Oh God!" she screamed as the sting of the whip reached it peak and turned into hot, burning pleasure spasms. "Jesus, Maria, Jesus!"
Maria flung herself on top of Toby and began kissing her body wildly, taking each tit deep into her mouth, tasting each part of Toby's luscious body with her tongue. She grabbed the handle of the whip and jammed it into Toby's cunt, feeling Toby convulse under her as the whip handle forced open her cunt and filled her pussy completely. As she sucked wildly on Toby's tit, she began drawing the handle in and out of Toby's snatch, feeling Toby respond to every gesture.
Toby grabbed Maria's back and sunk her fingernails deep into Maria's shoulders. She begged Maria not to stop, not to slow down the pace that was now lifting her to dizzying heights.
Maria began to move her body in response to Toby's, sliding her tits against Toby's, forcing the top of her cunt against Toby's clitoris so that the delicate and necessary fuck friction could be maintained. She could feel her own cunt burn with desire as she responded to the intensity of Toby's arousal. Quickly she grabbed one of Toby's arms from her back and positioned it underneath her, placing the wide, long middle finger directly against her clit. With each gyration of Toby's body she brought herself down on the small finger that now sent erotic electricity charging through her body.
Maria could feel her cunt begin to melt with pre-orgasmic warmth. She arched her back and attempted to stretch every part of her body to intensify the experience. Madly she slammed the whip handle into Toby's pussy, trying to spur her on so that they could come together. She fucked deeper against Toby's finger so that the tip of the finger caught her pussy opening on each downward thrust. Her body screamed with desire and need. She felt it begin, felt her pussy seem to melt away from her and then explode in one wild moment of erotic ecstasy. Thick spasms ripped through her, and she fucked against Toby's body, powerless to control the wild dance her orgasm imposed on her.
"Oh God, I'm in it, Toby. Come with me!"
Toby squeezed her legs together and tightened her pussylips around the whip handle. She arched her back and braced herself. Like an electric shock, her orgasm tore through her calf muscles, into her thighs, into the depths of her cunt and uterus, exploding like ten thousand Roman candles. Her contractions shook her and convulsed her body, almost doubling her up with the ferocity of their hot fucking. She grabbed Maria and held her close, trying to communicate to her the intensity of the orgasm she had inspired.
"That was so good, honey," she whispered softly to Maria.
Maria snuggled closer to Toby and sucked contentedly on her right tit. Thick gobs of cream oozed from her pussy and mixed with Toby's on the bed. The warmth of her cunt spread through her body like a sea current, gently rocking and swaying her into complete passivity. She felt her brain succumb to the warm blue haze of transcendent pleasure and peace, and she willingly let sleep envelop her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Hey, you two going to fuck and suck each other all night?"
Jon's voice woke Maria from an azure dream in which she was chasing Toby along the beach, pursuing her luscious cunt, seeking to suck her pussy in the moonlight at the water's edge.
Softly Maria moved herself away from Toby's caress and made room for Jon to come lie beside her on the bed.
As Maria lifted herself free of Toby's body, Jon saw for the first time the splendor of his teacher's body. For weeks in class he had speculated on what Dr. Carson would look like naked, how her tits were shaped, the color and scent of her cunthole. None of his fantasies had done justice to the reality of Toby's loveliness.
He watched her golden tits rise and fall gently in response to her breathing. He viewed her voluptuous pussy, glistening in the moonlight with splotches of sticky cuntcream. He felt his prick stir as he realized the possibility of fucking his cock into Toby's luscious pussy.
Toby stirred slightly as Jon lay down on the bed. She opened her eyes to see him lying naked, inches from her, and liked what she saw. His body was tight and muscular. She liked that, but most of all she liked the bronze horsecock that was blossoming between Jon's legs. She watched his prick rise to its full height and thickness, bulging with desire and potency. She felt sure Jon could fuck ten women and still come back for more. She understood now why Maria had dated only Jon for nearly two years-a big prick like that was worth any sacrifice.
"How do you like it, Toby?" Maria said as she ran her hand up and down Jon's prick. "His cock feels even better than it looks, especially when it's inside your cunt."
Maria worked her magic on the prick, teasing the head, rubbing her palm against the corona.
Jon moaned slightly as Maria leaned forward and licked the sides of his cockshaft with her tongue. She -edged her tongue down the wine-colored shaft and lapped Jon's balls softly. She lingered over each testicle, moving it in wide circles with her tongue, cupping her lips to suck on it softly.
Toby watched Jon's prick quiver and bounce with each accurate cock-tonguing Maria executed. She felt her cunt begin to churn its love juices once more. She wondered where it all came from and how her pussy kept making so much of it on demand. But actually she didn't care, just as long as the process never stopped.
Toby stroked Jon's face, the sides of his body, and his pubic area. She heard him moan softly as she probed his pubic mound and found all the delicate, sensitive spots in his young body. She felt herself wanting to fuck him desperately.
Maria kissed the length of Jon's cock and sucked vigorously on the tip. She flicked her tongue against the little hole, tasting the sperm residue from Jon's shoot-off with the redhead. Deftly she took all of Jon's cock into her mouth, attempting to suck in all of the massive prick, but failing. A good three inches of prick hung out of her mouth as she lowered her head down on the cock as far as possible. Rapidly she arched her way along the cockshaft, feeling his prick grow in her mouth like a large, luscious worm struggling to find its way to the depths of her throat.
With each deep penetration of his prick, Maria felt the tip of his cock touch the back of her throat. She caved in her cheeks and tried to suck even harder on Jon's prick, knowing that he was nearing his peak. She placed her hand on the remainder of Jon's cockshaft that she couldn't stuff into her mouth and began moving up and down on it in harmony with her own sucking rhythm on the upper portion of his huge cock.
"Maria, Jesus baby!" Jon moaned, tossing his head from side to side. Maybe it was Toby's presence or maybe just the excitement of the night, but Maria's cocksucking was better than she ever had been. His balls burned with their desire to spill his seed. He could feel his testicles tighten. He arched his back and plunged his cock as far as he could into Maria's glorious mouth.
"There, baby. Suck my cock!" he screamed as hot, sticky sperm erupted into Maria's mouth.
Toby watched as Maria struggled vainly to swallow all of Jon's cockcream, but she just couldn't handle it all. A good third of his sperm flood drained from the corners of her mouth and landed, glistening and warm, in Jon's pubic hair.
Gently Maria let the soft, deflated prick fall from her mouth. Eagerly she lapped up the remains of the sperm on Jon's cock and then sucked up the little deposits of semen that clung to his pubic hair.
Not content to let him rest, Maria once again took Jon's cock into her mouth. She moved the organ against the top of her mouth with her tongue, trying to suck it into rigidity. In a few seconds his cock attempted to comply. Toby could see the base extending itself, fighting its way toward the ceiling. After several minutes of magic effort, Maria freed the prick from her mouth. It stood, fully erect, like a rigid, steel-hard lance, ready to fuck any damsel in heat.
"Jon's a great ass-man, Toby. Are you game?"
Toby smiled and nodded. That was one of her favorite positions, thanks to Ron Weston.
"How about dog-style, so we can get me into it too?" Maria queried.
Toby willingly complied, positioning herself on her knees and elbows. Jon lifted himself to his knees and got behind Toby, his massive prick ready to spear her asshole. Maria arranged herself under Toby's head and placed her dripping cunt directly under Toby's mouth.
Jon reached under Toby and removed some of her thick mucus from her vaginal opening. He liberally greased up his cockshaft and then placed a large glob of the sticky cream at the opening of Toby's rectum. He felt his prick quiver at the prospect of fucking his teacher's ass.
He spread Toby's asscheeks wide and found the little wrinkled asshole. He grabbed hold of his cock with his right hand and placed his prickhead directly against Toby's asshole. He let go of his prick and thrust forward.
At first he met a slight resistance as the tiny hole attempted to fight off his prick, but quickly her asshole opened like a blossoming flower and sucked his prick in.
Jon watched his prick disappearing into her warm ass channel. He felt like he was fucking into a moist, soft cave that he would never reach the end of. His body burned. Hot flashes of passionate desire surged through him. How he ached to fuck her cunt, to fuck her tits, to give her the ultimate orgasm a man could give a woman.
As Jon's prick fucked into her ass, Toby lowered her head and found Maria's luscious cunt. The snatch almost glowed in the moonlight, so thickly coated with mucus. She dipped her head into the glistening wetness of Maria's cuntcream and tasted for the first time the delicious saltiness of Maria's pussy. She ran her tongue along the cleft, feeling Maria's body quiver as she touched the most sensitive areas. She found Maria's clit and took it into her mouth, fondling the little mound gently, sucking it into an erotic, passionate frenzy of wild desire.
"Oh Toby," Maria moaned softly, lifting her ass so that Toby could penetrate her cunt with her tongue. "Oh God, Toby!"
Toby felt the first stirrings of Maria's cunt contractions. As she forced her tongue into the moist hole, the ring of muscles at the entrance of her pussy squeezed her tongue tightly. Toby felt her own cunt turn over at the realization of the kinds of sensations she was giving Maria.
Jon slammed his prick into the depths of Toby's beautiful ass and then slowly drew his cock out almost to its full length. The ride out was incredibly erotic, as her sphincter muscle kept closing and opening on his sensitive prickhead.
He watched Toby's ass move in the moonlight. The white orbs of her asscheeks danced in response to his prick, lifting higher each time he fucked her deeply, falling into a soft crescendo as he withdrew. He could feel his loins burning with a new wave of desire. His balls were rapidly filling with hot fluid. He felt the first contractions in his cockhead and the first spurt of his pent-up semen. His prick now moved in its own erotic manner, arching and fucking forward like a lightning bolt.
He sought out the deepest recesses of Toby's ass, shoved his prick in as far as he could go, and then leaned heavily against Toby's asscheeks with his lower body. He dug his fingernails hard into her asscheeks as each new wave of desire pulsed through his cock. He felt like he was going to explode, like the prick between his legs was a miniature volcano set to erupt at any minute. He fought the desire to scream out his ecstasy, but a deep, throaty moan escaped him as he felt Toby's rectum contracting around his cock. He knew she was only seconds away. Wildly he increased the pace of his fuck thrusts. He fucked into her ass, mercilessly slicing his way through her tight asshole, passionately struggling for an overwhelming completion to his primal needs.
"Toby, suck me, suck me! Harder, Toby. Harder!"
Toby responded to Maria's passionate pleas and sucked as hard as she could on Maria's clitoris. She could feel the jagged edge of Maria's clitoral nerve and flicked her tongue over it, seeking to ignite the flame that would soon bum its way through Maria's cunt. She probed Maria's pussy with her tongue and circled the opening. A new wave of cuntcream flooded into her mouth. The warmth of Maria's cuntjuices soothed Toby's parched lips and drained down her chin. She knew Maria was almost in it.
Toby managed to balance herself on one elbow and rammed the middle finger of her right hand up the center of Maria's moist cunt. Instantly Maria's body jerked in response to the delicious intrusion. She spread her legs wide and then squeezed them together, trapping Toby's finger deep inside her pussy. The room spun. She heard a deep rumbling in her brain. Her cunt flashed off sparks of pure erotic energy. She climaxed. Her body throbbed with the intensity of her spasms. She thought it would never end. She came and came, each spasm more intense, more sensational than the last.
"Oh Christ, Toby. There, that's it!" she screamed.
Maria's passionate cries triggered Toby's own orgasm. Her rectum quaked in deep, shivering throbs around Jon's huge cock. She felt her rectal muscles squeeze tightly against Jon's prick. The cock fucked through her asshole, intensifying each pulsing echo of her orgasm as it rang through her body. Her rectum contracted madly, in tune to the violent spasms that raged in her cunt. When she . thought she had endured all that she possibly could, Jon's hot semen flooded her bowels and set off a new series of vaginal and rectal convulsions.
"Jesus, God, there it is, baby. There it is!" Jon screamed. He felt his balls contract and force a surge of sperm into his prick. His prick spouted forth the precious liquid. He could feel his sperm, warm and moist, as it made its way along the center of his cock and spurted madly from his hole. He buried his seed in the depths of Toby's clutching ass. He shivered violently as each glob of cockjuice passed through him. His lower body was aglow with sensation and satisfaction. He had never felt such a deep tranquility in his loins. A deep sensual pleasure still filled him as he felt his prick deflating in Toby's asshole. He slowly withdrew his prick, feeling the last of Toby's contractions as her ass reluctantly surrendered its prized possession. Fully drained of all erotic impulses, he stretched out on the bed alongside the two women.
With Jon's removal of his prick from her ass, Toby had fallen forward and collapsed on top of Maria. She lay between Maria's legs, her stomach pressed tightly against Maria's cunt. Occasionally she would reach up and stroke the nipple of Maria's right tit, hearing soft, pleasure-filled moans from her satiated lover. Seeing Jon stretched out beside her, she freed her left hand and gently took hold of Jon's prick. She massaged the sensitive head of his cock, hoping to show through her movements how much Jon had pleased her.
Jon surrendered himself completely to the older woman's touch. His prick had discharged itself completely, but it was still sensitive enough to send little sparks along the length of his shaft and into the core of his scrotum. He began to move slowly in response to Toby's gestures.
Toby watched his prick respond to her motions. She knew it would take a while for his cock to flower again, but she was willing to make the investment. She slid her hand along the shaft, touched the bulging veins at the side, stroked Jon's balls softly.
Toby freed herself from Maria's love hold and put her head between Jon's legs. Gently she kissed his hot, hairy balls. Softly she plied his balls with her tongue. Gradually his cock responded. Fresh, erotic blood filled its veins, causing it to stand erect and proud. The head turned a deep crimson shade, and Toby knew that Jon's cock was ready.
Toby straddled Jon firmly and grabbed hold of his prick. She placed the throbbing giant at the entrance of her pussy. She felt the prickhead make contact, and a sharp shiver splashed through her body. She lowered her cunt down on Jon's shaft, feeling and hearing her pussy suck up the swollen rod.
Jon moaned softly and dug his nails into Toby's thighs. He really hadn't thought that he could get his cock up again this quickly, but then Toby obviously knew what she was doing. He watched his cockmeat disappear into her dripping cunt. Her pussy enveloped his cock like her ass had, completely, sensuously. He again felt the familiar tightening of his balls. His thighs tingled. He needed release-his full cock exploding inside of her cunt. He craved the ultimate shoot-off once more.
Toby fucked him masterfully. She thrust out her hips to make his cock touch the back walls of her cunt. She fucked quickly then slowly. She pushed down on her stomach muscles like she was going to piss and drew his prick back again into the center and depths of her cunt. She lifted herself on her knees and let the swollen cockhead work its special magic against her cuntlips. She moved in wide circles on his cock, forcing it to touch every part of her throbbing hot cunt. She arched her back and felt his prick push itself against her front pussy wall and indirectly apply pressure against her clit.
Jon couldn't believe the sensations welling up inside of his prick. His cock pulsed with erotic need, his desire for release intensifying with each downthrust of Toby's cunt on his cock. He loved to be fucked like this, to feel the woman in the full peak of her sensual energy. He loved to lie there and experience it all, to be the complete taker. He arched his back to meet Toby's thrusting cunt. He wanted to force his hot juices from his balls into his cockmeat. He wanted to squeeze his desires into Toby and fire off his sperm into her gyrating, pulsing cunt.
"Come for me, Jon! Come, baby, I'm almost in it!"
Toby's pleas spurred him on. He sensed her deep need and wanted to satisfy her completely. Suddenly she reached under him and squeezed his balls-tightly. A hot, sharp flash pierced his consciousness. His lower body jerked hard against Toby's snatch. His sperm jetted from him like a hot tidal wave of milky cream. He felt his sperm plug up Toby's pussy and drain from her cunt onto the bedsheets.
"That's it, baby. Oh God, Jon! Keep coming!"
Toby's orgasm ripped through her cunt. She doubled up, almost falling on top of Jon in the intensity of her desire and satisfaction. She felt herself floating. The tingling warmth of her afterglow worked its way up her spine and settled in the base of her back. She surrendered herself to the glow. Grabbing hold of Jon's middle, she transferred him to his side and lay beside him with his prick still snuggled nicely in the softness of her cunt.
Maria had watched the blissful, fucking duet that Toby and Jon had created, and with each of their moans and sighs she had felt her clit swell thickly with the blood of lust and need. Eagerly she moved toward Toby and placed the older woman's hand between her thighs to feel the soft wetness of her slippery pussy.
As her finger made contact with Maria's dripping box, Toby sensed the urgency of Maria's need and quickly moved away from Jon. Deftly she moved between Maria's thighs, catching the sharp aroma of her cunt arousal. She darted her finger into Maria's soft snatch, stroked the pulsing cuntlips, rubbed firmly against the protruding clitoris. She placed her mouth against Maria's beckoning crotch and sucked vigorously, feverishly tonguing Maria's pussy opening. She moved the thickness of her tongue against Maria's clitoris, then used the tip of her tongue to push back the clitoral hood as far as possible, thus exposing to her hungry mouth the jagged bull's eye of the clitoral nerve. As she ran her tongue over the delicate nerve, she felt Maria's body jerk wildly.
The movements of the two women lovers inspired Jon's body anew, and he lay stretched out beside Maria, taking one of her luscious tits into his mouth. Passionately, eagerly, he sucked on the precious nipples. He felt his prick grow from his body, extending itself toward the ceiling, once again filling itself with hot love juices.
Maria thrashed her body wildly, unable to control the peaks and spasms Toby was giving her. She slammed her cunt against Toby's face and pleaded for more. God, how she ached to reach completion with this woman, to savor a new and even better high. She squeezed her legs tightly together, feeling her orgasm send out its first impulses deep into the muscles of her cunt.
Toby watched Maria's cunt milk flow from her pussy and drain down the crack of her ass. She scooped up a clot of the sticky mixture and generously lubricated her middle finger. She spread Maria's asscheeks and then shoved her finger into the pit of Maria's hot, throbbing asshole.
Maria let out a deep, throaty moan as she felt her sphincter muscle close tightly around Toby's finger. She thought her insides would burst. Her asshole stung with wild desire. She felt her rectum adjust itself to the dimensions of Toby's fingers as the little substitute cock charged its way through her insides. She lifted her ass high off the bed, pleading with Toby to fill her rectum completely. Toby complied, slipping another finger in to the hilt, smashing her knuckles hard against the tiny, wrinkled anus.
"Oooooh! Now!" Maria screamed madly. Her body was beyond control and was now exerting its own demands for satisfaction. "Oh God, Toby. Now! Finger my ass! Harder! Harder!"
Toby slammed against Maria's cunt and tongued the full length of the slippery cleft. She took Maria's clit into her mouth and sucked sharply on the little mound, working it hard against the top of her mouth, jerking the nub in wide circles. She arched her finger in Maria's ass so that her middle knuckle would rake against the sensitive spots of Maria's rectum.
"Oh Toby. Toby!"
Toby stuck her tongue deep into Maria's snatch and felt the soft, hot stickiness of Maria's climax bathe her face. The milky cum oozed from Maria's saturated pussy, and Toby drank it all, savoring each warm drop of her lover's cunt sap. She thought the flow would never end, as each minor contraction of Maria's cunt sent a new wave of cream oozing from her dripping cuntlips.
Jon had lustfully watched the two women make love, and his cock now burned with desire for release. He felt his temples throb. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He touched Toby's shoulders and signaled for her to allow him access to Maria's juicy cunt.
Toby complied quickly, and Jon positioned himself between Maria's legs, where only seconds before Toby had worked her magic on her soft, warm pussy. Jon took his cockmeat into his hands and aimed the bone-hard prick at Maria's cunt. In he thrust, pushing, jamming, shoving his meat into her pussy, feeling his cock swell with erotic joy at the feel of a hot pussy.
Toby positioned herself between Jon's legs and stretched her body out. She opened up Jon's buttocks, found the crack of his ass, and worked her tongue into his soft, wrinkled asshole. She heard Jon let out a sharp gasp as flesh made contact with flesh. She pushed her wet tongue hard into the hole, feeling the hard, tight muscle at the opening grab her tongue tightly.
Jon felt the build-up in his balls. He felt his cock tighten, arch slightly, and then fire its load. Hot sperm jetted from his throbbing cock. He felt his full release hit the back wall of Maria's cunt and slowly drain down the shaft of his prick.
Toby worked her tongue against his tight asshole until she could no longer elicit any contractions from its soft tissues. Gently she withdrew from Jon's bowels and rested her head against his muscular ass.
Maria moaned softly as she felt Jon's prick shrivel inside her. The warmth of his sperm bath had drawn from her pussy one final series of faint contractions. She now lay sexually exhausted, totally spent.
Toby disengaged her body from Jon's and -edged her way across the bed to lie beside the blissful couple. She stroked Jon's face softly and sucked gently on Maria's tit. She thought of the possibility of having one of them bring her through again, but her cunt was still deeply satisfied from the intensity of her climax with Jon. She was content to nestle with the two lovers and be part of their delicate after-pleasure.
CHAPTER NINE
Toby left the two lovers snuggling peacefully in each other's arms and went out to the living room to find a cooling drink and possibly another bed partner.
A man and a woman were dancing nude in the middle of the room, the man's prick nestled warmly and securely between the young girl's thighs, rubbing softly against her cuntlips each time the beat of the music propelled the couple forward.
Two young women were making it in the classic Lesbian position on a beige couch by the fireplace. Toby saw the redhead who had propositioned Jon now leading a beautiful, knocker-laden blonde into a dimly-lit bedroom, a thick, reddish-brown dildo dangling conspicuously from the redhead's right hand. The room smelled heavily of cunt and sperm juices as Toby made her way to the bar.
Toby watched the bartender ogle her body steadily and lustfully as she approached. His thick prick was semi-rigid and getting harder by the second. He eyed her heavy, bouncing tits, the way they jiggled as she walked. Her blonde-furred pussy caused him almost to drool as she walked towards him. Toby was aware of his reaction and deliberately jutted out her cuntmound, giving him just the slightest view of her cuntslit. She thought his eyes would pop out as she spread her legs sufficiently to allow him to see the beginning of her clitoral nub.
"Hi. What's the specialty of the house this evening?"
"Whiskey sours."
"With or without the cherry?"
"Without."
"Good, just like everybody here. Give me a whiskey sour and a bourbon and water."
The bartender made his way to the rows and rows of liquor bottles stacked neatly behind him. He kept a sharp eye on Toby as he mixed her drinks. When he turned sideways to get the orange slice for her whiskey sour, Toby saw that his prick was now standing fully erect. She felt sorry for him. As a hired employee, he probably didn't get a chance for much fucking.
"Here are your drinks, miss."
Toby slugged down the whiskey sour almost in one huge gulp. She was extremely thirsty from her exploits with Jon and Maria and needed the sweetness of the mixed drink to cool off her parched throat. The bourbon she sipped at slowly, feeling its mellowness, allowing the golden liquid to etch its warm way down her throat and into the pit of her stomach.
She liked the look of the bartender's body, his tight muscles, his hairy chest, particularly his rock-hard, crimson cock. She was considering fucking him behind the bar and straddling him hard when Gary Hunter approached. "Where ya been all evening, baby?"
"In and out."
Hunter smiled. He liked Toby's style. He considered her one of his best fucks.
"C'mon, the goodies are about to be served."
Hunter led Toby to the middle of the room where his wife Mary was wheeling in a serving cart loaded with the evening's supply of drugs. Toby had to give Hunter credit for completeness. He had everything there one could possibly want. Large brandy glasses filled with red, green, yellow, blue, and pink capsules. Stacks of reefers. She noticed the tabs of LSD and considered the possibility of tripping on the strong acid, but she decided against it because the effects were so long lasting. The last time she had dropped some of Hunter's acid she could still hear ringing five days later. She decided on grass and took two of the pale-green joints.
Toby made her way to the side of the room and nestled securely in the thick, lush carpet. She lit up slowly, enjoying considering what was to come next. She drew a large quantity of the hazy smoke into her lungs. It was a good hit.
She envisioned a polar bear riding a tricycle through Central Park. The bear dismounted, yanked out his cock, and slipped it to one of the secretaries on her way home from work. At first the woman fought hard, but then she gave in and begged for more. She moaned. The bear grunted. Hot polar sperm plugged up the woman's pulsing cunt. She thanked the bear and made a date to meet him again next weekend.
Toby could feel her cunt sting with desire. Grass always made her so hot. She lit up the second reefer and sucked hard. She was really getting there. She almost felt like she was sitting on a cloud, completely unaware of what everybody else was doing. A man came by and stuck his cock against her lips. He asked her something about how hard could she suck, but she was still too happily dazed to respond. He walked off disgruntled and found a young chick to cool off his needs in.
A couple fell luxuriously near Toby's feet. A tall man lay on top of a beautiful Negress. He sucked vigorously on the woman's tit, all the time his iron-hard prick hung between her thighs and rubbed deliciously against her glistening clit. The man thrust hard, with deep stabs at the sopping cunt.
The woman moaned hotly, and the man knew that she was ready. Deftly he adjusted himself, positioning himself on his knees. He took the woman's legs and hooked them over his shoulders.
Toby saw the wide, furry lips of the woman's pussy flare open with obvious excitement and anticipation. The man forced himself into the tight opening in front of him with one quick, strong thrust. Toby could hear the woman's cunt suck up the man's cock. She watched the prickhead disappear into the gaping hole.
The man fucked skillfully. First a series of long, slow thrusts. Then a series of quick, short stabs. His pelvis moved wildly. In and out he worked his cock into the dripping cunt, faster and faster on each thrust. The woman dug her fingernails into the man's shoulders and pleaded for him not to stop. The man jerked feverishly. Hot juices spurted from his prick. He worked his now deflating cock a few more times against the woman. She arched her back tightly and let out a sharp, throaty moan.
"Oh my God, Nick. Oh my God!" she wailed as her climax ripped through her. The man stopped his pumping motions and collapsed on top of the woman. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and drew him to her firmly.
The sighs and moans of the fucking couple had made Toby's cunt burn with need. She considered masturbating to the high the grass had induced, knowing the types and levels of pleasure she could give herself, but she decided against it as a waste of time considering all the ready, willing, and able cocks and tongues at her disposal. She considered which she wanted, cunt or cock, and settled on the idea of having a thick hunk of meat fucking her pussy.
She spied Gary Hunter looking appreciatively at her body. She spread her legs wide and gave him a full, delicious view of her dripping pussy. She watched him swallow hard at the sight of her exposed cunt. He made his way over to her, a student named Georgia Miller following close behind.
"Care to join us, love?" Hunter queried.
Toby nodded and proceeded to follow Hunter down the stairs to his private lovemaking arena.
The room was draped with floor-to-ceiling mirrors that caught every movement of the trio as they entered. Georgia went to undo the red velvet bedspread while Hunter went over to a stand by the bed and flicked a switch. Instantly one of the mirror panels moved back to reveal a two-way mirror.
In the next room two women were going at it hot and heavy. Their sighs filled the room through a hidden microphone and speaker. Toby watched as the woman on top speared her lover's asshole with a green candle. The woman sighed deeply and flailed her body against the other woman, obviously experiencing the deep throes of climax.
The young woman on top rolled off her lover and lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. Her lover jerked the candle from her asshole and shoved it up the young woman's snatch, ramming it in and out until the young woman gasped and writhed in the ecstasy of her orgasm.
Hunter hit the switch and the original mirror again assumed its initial position.
"What would you like, my love?" Hunter asked.
"I want to see you two fuck," Toby replied. Her grass-haze had intensified her desire to be a spectator, to witness others fucking and sucking. She knew the size and strength of Hunter's cock and knew that there would be plenty of time for him to fuck her later. Now she liked the idea of participating vicariously.
Hunter smiled at Georgia and she lay down on her back on the bed. Hunter quickly straddled her backwards, and Georgia reached up to take hold of Hunter's ass. She lifted her head slightly and buried it in the fuzzy cleft of Hunter's crack. Her tongue darted out and licked the wrinkled asshole.
Hunter's body shivered as contact was made. The tongue whipped in and out of his asshole, circling, licking, lapping, touching every fragile inch.
Toby watched as Hunter's thick eight-inch cock rose to its full height. When Hunter had achieved a satisfying level of arousal, he rolled himself and Georgia onto their sides. Sharply he thrust his prick into Georgia's mouth while at the same time taking hold of Georgia's hot clit in his own mouth. The sounds of the mutual sucking filled the room.
Georgia's mouth flew up and down Hunter's saliva-slicked cockshaft, while, in opposite rhythm, Hunter rammed Ids face against her cunt and sucked vigorously on her pulsing, quivering clit.
Toby, fully aroused by the spectacle, slipped her middle finger between her legs and started toying with the clit that protruded from her cunt. She knew exactly how to move the sensitive mound. She didn't want to come, only intensify the horny sensations she was already feeling. Up and down the little clit she moved, sending delicious waves of erotic joy racing through her body.
The two heads bobbed frantically up and down on the organs stuffed in their mouths. Toby could see Hunter arch his back and Georgia stretch her leg muscles, straining for the ultimate shoot-off. She could see Georgia's cuntlips turning a deep red color, filling with hot blood. She heard Georgia moan slightly as Hunter slammed his cock deep into the young girl's throat and fired his bubbling jizz into her moist, responsive cavern. A few more sharp, arching thrusts and Georgia released her own cuntjuices. The warm cuntcream smeared against Hunter's mouth and trickled down his lips and chin, finally resting in Georgia's brown pubic forest.
Toby fingered her own snatch feverishly, toying with her clit, prying at her cuntlips. She let out a deep, throaty sigh as she plugged up her hole with two of her fingers. The couple on the bed sensed her need and quickly moved into action.
Georgia moved over to Toby first and took one of her luscious breasts into her mouth. She sucked and teased the vibrant mound until Toby thought her breast would explode with fiery passion. Georgia rolled her tongue down Toby's sides and across her stomach. Dropping to her knees, she insistently licked at Toby's pubic mound, found the opening of her cunt, and forced her tongue down Toby's slicked-up pussy. Toby screamed with delight as her soft tongue made contact with her clit. Georgia moved the sensitive nub in wide circles, feeling the little mound quake and jump in response to her tongue movements.
Georgia withdrew her tongue, and Toby let out a disappointed moan as the luscious sensations ceased. But quickly her disappointment turned to renewed pleasure as she felt Georgia replace her tongue with the tip of a huge vibrating dildo. She moved the artificial cock against Toby's fragile clitoral ridge, twisting her hips to make her false cock touch every part of Toby's saturated pussy. She rammed Toby's cunt with short, hard thrusts. Georgia held onto Toby's shoulders and pushed her full weight against her. She moved her hips like a skilled magician, up and down, in and out, fast then slow, then fast again.
"Oh Jesus!" Toby screamed as a hot ball of fire exploded in her pussy. Thick gobs of Toby's warm cuntcream spurted from her channel and bathed Georgia's dildo. Toby moaned deeply at the intensity of her climax.
Georgia took the heavy dildo into her hands and aimed the steel-hard organ at Toby's greased-up cunt. She thrust the cock in past the head and saw Toby's opening contract around the substitute prick. Georgia jerked her hips from side to side, stretching Toby's cunt to accommodate the dildo, letting Toby experience every luscious sensation she could provide. Georgia knew that she could only afford a few more thrusts. She took her best shots, jamming the ramrod in to the hilt, withdrawing it again to the head. Toby's cuntlips began to tingle with her upcoming orgasm.
Then Georgia jerked the dildo from Toby's burning snatch.
Again Toby moaned in deep disappointment. She opened her eyes to see Georgia fingering her cunt. The thick lips of her cunt were turning a deep red from her efforts. Toby could see the look of erotic anguish on her face.
"Okay, Georgia, let's do it like we like the best," Hunter said as he advanced towards Toby.
Georgia quickly positioned herself behind Toby. She spread her cheeks with her hands and touched just the bulbous knob of the dildo to her asshole.
Toby shivered as she felt the rod make contact. Georgia slipped more of the artificial prick in, feeling Toby's ass muscles suck it up and draw it in deeper. One long thrust and the dildo was in all the way.
Toby sighed deeply and waited for Georgia to begin the familiar pumping motions, but the dildo remained stationary in her ass. Georgia looked over at Hunter, who now moved in front of Toby, his thick meat hanging conspicuously between his legs. He placed his organ between her thighs and shoved forward from the hips. His cockhead entered in one neat, swift thrust. He placed his hand on Toby's shoulders and drove his prick all the way in, his swollen meat snaking its way up Toby's moist, expectant cunt.
As Hunter began his jerking motions, Georgia began to move the substitute prick inside Toby's ass. The familiar fucking motion was maintained. Toby felt both her cunt and her ass burn with desire. She didn't think she could stand the intensity of the orgasm welling inside her.
"Ooooh! Oooh! Jesus, Jesus!" she moaned, digging her nails sharply into Hunter's shoulders. Hunter pumped two more swift rams into her and then sharply withdrew his prick. Georgia kept up her jerking movements, but when she noticed that Hunter had withdrawn she ceased her thrusts also.
Toby opened her eyes to find Hunter standing in front of her and grinning arrogantly. He fondled his bulging meat with his hands.
"Do you like it, baby? Do you like how it feels?"
Toby stared at him blankly, thinking that her movements and sighs had made it readily apparent how much she was enjoying the two-way fuck.
"Answer me, baby. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I like it."
"How much?"
"A lot."
"How much?"
"An awful lot. It's fantastic, lover, just fantastic. I've never felt a prick like yours before."
Hunter grinned deeply and Toby understood what he wanted. That deep sense of power that all masters need over their victims.
"Kiss my prick, baby."
Toby bent forward, feeling Georgia move with her, her bulging dildo pressing hard against the inner core of her rectum. Toby took the thick cock Hunter offered into her mouth and tasted her own salty cuntjuice as she sucked softly. Hunter let her lap at his prick for a few seconds and then pulled his cock away.
"Beg me for it, baby. Beg me."
"I want it, Hunter. Please let me have it! Please do it to me!" The intensity of Toby's pleas increased as her cunt's need to be fucked became more insistent. Her cunt began to ache with physical pain, and she realized that she really did need Hunter to finish her off quickly.
"Beg me more. Convince me."
"Please fuck me. Fuck me, baby! Oh God, I need it, Hunter! Please, please...."
Hunter again moved into position in front of Toby and dipped his cock into her cream-coated cunt. He felt her body shiver as he made contact and jerk wildly as he drove his bone-hard cock deep into her moist pussy.
With Hunter's initial thrust, Georgia resumed her motions in Toby's ass. She pumped vigorously, in tune with Hunter's mad gyrations.
Toby moaned and pleaded for more as she realized her oncoming orgasm. Her muscles tensed. Her body ached for release. Her brain was screaming. She thrust out her stomach and oozed cuntcream on Hunter's pulsing cockshaft.
"Jesus, I'm in it. Oh God, oh God!" she shrieked wildly, digging her fingernails into Hunter's shoulders.
Georgia was the first to respond completely to Toby's orgasm. She felt a sharp pleasure in her breasts, then a burning in her nipples. She pressed a bulb at the base of the dildo and it spit out hot bullets of white creamy goo into the center of Toby's ass. Georgia kept thrusting as more gobs of the jism fired from the dildo.
Toby felt the hot discharge and almost collapsed against Hunter. Hunter fucked feverishly between her legs. He felt his cock swell, signaling his shoot-off. He felt something hot and sharp clutch at his balls. Then it hit him, overpowering him, almost lifting him off the floor with the magnitude of his climax. The perfect hit. Sperm gushed from his prick like a raging river. He cried out. Still more sperm-cream followed, then came a wild series of minor contractions from Toby's cunt. He rocked against Toby's body until his balls were completely drained and he had achieved the perfect orgasm.
CHAPTER TEN
Toby was sitting at the bar, drawing softly on a joint and sipping a bourbon and water. She was in a pleasant, happy haze from her two overwhelming orgasms and from the sweet mellowness of the liquor she had consumed. She took another slug of the liquor and felt it hit the pit of her stomach, hot and warm, like a good sperm shoot-off. Her clitoris was throbbing, still responding to the afterglow that had settled in her cunt. She sucked in another drag of the roach and felt her cuntlips tingling. God, she loved fucking. She was convinced that there wasn't anything better in the world than a hot, juicy orgasm.
She walked slowly over to a black recliner by the bay window and stretched herself out, propping her feet on a footstool. She leaned back against the cool leather of the chair, her body pleasantly exhausted from her sexual exploits.
Two Lesbians lay on the floor near her, each stroking the other's cunt in mutual masturbation. The brunette was closer to coming than the blonde. Toby watched her stretch her body for all it was worth. She was a heavy moaner. She rocked her head from side to side and clawed at the blonde's back with her free hand. A strangled gasp escaped her throat as the punch of the climax hit her. The blonde finished seconds later, moaning out her lover's name in one passionate outburst.
Toby's concentration on the ecstasy of the two Lesbian lovers was broken by a tall, good-looking, blond youth.
"Looking for a partner, honey?" he asked, smiling seductively at Toby.
She looked at his solid prick, his firm, hairy balls, and couldn't resist the opportunity of experiencing this handsome stranger.
"Any time, baby. What's your name?"
"Danny."
"I'm Toby. Want a hit?"
She offered him the marijuana reefer, and he took a deep drag. He exhaled slowly, letting the smoke work its magic in his skull.
Toby felt herself wanting cunt-release once more. She spread her legs daringly, enticing the stranger to fuck her. She heard his sharp intake of breath as his eyes feasted on her luscious snatch. The moist valley between her legs glistened with slimy cunt syrup.
Danny felt his prick tighten at the sight of her delicious cuntmound. Toby watched Danny's eyes make their way down the blonde pubic thicket, into the hair-lined cleft, down into the furry crack of her ass. She felt her cunt ooze juice as she realized that he would soon be making the same trip with his prick.
Danny's cock hardened as his eyes savored Toby's cunt. His stomach was turning somersaults at the thought of fucking her. He knew she was ready and wanted him to fuck her. He moved to the wide chair and positioned himself on his knees between Toby's wide open legs. He leaned forward and kissed her tits, tasting the sweetness of each mound. The pungent odor of Toby's cuntjuices floated up from her snatch and teased his nostrils. He felt a special urgency for this beautiful woman. He wanted to bury his cock deep inside her cunt, to fill her and fuck her pussy like she'd never been fucked before.
Danny slid his tongue across Toby's tits and watched her nipples harden, the rosy stems extending a good inch and a half. He sucked each pink knob delicately. His hands stroked the softness of Toby's stomach and thighs. He drew his hand across her pubic mound and felt her lower body quiver with delight. He slipped his middle finger against the sopping cleft and rubbed the clitoral bulb hard.
Toby sighed deeply as her cunt responded juicily. Danny continued to rub her clit, pulling back the long, thick hood and teasing the little clitoral nerve. With each stroke of his finger, Toby sighed and jerked her body, working her lower body against his finger erratically and in a deeply-satisfying fashion.
Danny slid Toby toward him, positioning her on the base of her back, her cunt and ass sticking high into the air. He guided her cuntlips up to the tip of his prick and felt a tingling chill in his loins as his flesh made contact with hers. The hot lips of Toby's cunt were puffed with desire and flared open for his prick to enter.
Danny leaned forward and fucked her with his swollen rod, a perfect hit, right up the center. He heard Toby's cunt squish as her moist cuntmouth swallowed his meat up. He felt the elastic channel accommodate itself to the size of his huge prick. He forced his cock in to the hilt and drew it out to the beginning of the sensitive glans area. With each powerful thrust into Toby's cunt, he could hear his balls slapping against her ass.
Toby floated in an erotic haze as Danny's cock fucked into her cunt. She rocked to his motions, feeling the power of his every thrust. She jutted her cunt out so that she could take all of his prick in. She liked the feel of his body against hers, but most of all the feel of his hard dick inside her cunt.
Danny worked his prick in long smooth strokes, each one reaching and touching the back wall of Toby's cunt. The bulbous knob of his cockhead slapped against the tip of her cervix. Toby felt her womb quiver with each thrust. She begged Danny for more, pleaded for him to fill her up. She loved the sensations of a good fuck, the mastery, the cunt build-up, the erratic, spasmodic release.
"Danny, fuck me, baby. Fuck me!" she moaned as her orgasm pulsed in her cuntal lips. Her clitoris throbbed. Her pussy pulsed with passionate energy. The room spun. A dark, luscious haze cloaked her brain. She trembled deeply as Danny kept drawing his cock in and out of her hot snatch, his horny prick continuously splitting into the tightness of her throbbing pussy. His iron-hard cock bore into her, the sensuous fullness of his meat teasing her silken cunt to new highs of arousal.
Danny's body crested and fell with each pumping motion into Toby's hot pussy. With each thrust, he felt the moist embrace of her pussy on his cock. He shoved harder and faster. His balls ached beautifully with a desire for release. He felt his balls swell and harden. His leg muscles tightened. He moaned deeply and jerked violently. His orgasm spiraled up his convulsing prick. Spurts of molten fire charged from his cock and cascaded into Toby's snatch.
Toby felt the hard heat of Danny's discharge deep within the folds of her pussy. A deep, satisfying warmth spread through her whole body. Her hips jerked chaotically as the strength of her orgasm ripped through her like an electric shock.
Danny's cock twitched a final time, and then Danny went limp atop her. She drew him close to her and kissed the soft sides of his face and neck. He kissed her lips softly and then rested his head on her shoulder.
One of the Lesbians who had been making it on the floor handed Toby a fat joint. She took a stiff drag and then passed the stub to Danny. He sucked the mellow smoke into his lungs and then exhaled slowly. Both of them rapidly became passive, willing victims of the drug-induced haze in their brains and of the pleasurable warmth of their orgasms.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Danny's drawing away from her embrace roused Toby from a deep sleep. She watched Danny being embraced by a young chick of about sixteen with a good set of tits.
"Thanks, doll. Maybe again sometime," Danny called to Toby as he followed the chick out toward the pool.
Toby looked at the clock over the bar. 4:00 a.m. No wonder she felt so tired. She considered the possibility of taking a lover home with her, but she knew from previous orgies that visitors were often hard to get rid of and often wanted to stay on for days. She remembered that she had invited a student over to her house for that afternoon, and she decided that her day would be full enough without adding on another possible complication.
She found her host in the kitchen eating ice cream and talking about the meaning of life with the beautiful Negress whom Toby had seen getting fucked earlier in the evening. Toby decided that all academicians were basically metaphysical and never reached any conclusions. But what the hell, most of them were still pretty good at fucking. She kissed Gary Hunter a hard French and squeezed his cock gently.
"Thanks for everything, baby," Hunter smiled. "Coming again next weekend?"
"I'll try. I'll use the week to rest up and save it all for you."
"Okay, lover. By the way, I put your clothes in the front bedroom. I wasn't going to tell you where they were until you put out for me, but since you've already complied, you now have the right to leave the king's castle. Take care, love, and come back even hornier next week."
Toby found her clothes and dressed hurriedly. She wanted to be able to get home and get some good, sound sleep before Virgil Brooks rang her doorbell at noon.
* * *
The hot-water spikes of the shower slammed against Toby's skin and roused her comfortably from her drowsiness. She felt her senses come alive under the shower's warmth and pressure. Generously she lathered her skin with lemon-scented soap, applying a liberal dose to her still-lubricated cunt.
Toby worked the lather into her pubic thicket and watched it crest into white, puffy bubbles before shattering and sliding down her legs. She stroked the soft, cloud-like substance against her large breasts and watched her long, thick nipples extend their rosy stems in response to her stimulation.
She remembered the orgiastic activities of the previous evening, and a warm tingle passed through her body. Again she felt her cunt throb to its usual sexual rhythm. She wanted fucking again. Wanted a big cock to slice between her legs and savor the juices of her hot cunt.
Almost unconsciously she slipped her finger into her hairy cleft and began fingering her clit in wide circles. She moaned as her leg muscles twitched in response to her expert movements. She closed her eyes and envisioned a tall, muscular stud standing in front of her and working his thick cock against her sensitive and throbbing twat.
Eagerly she spread her legs to accommodate his prick and facilitate his movements. He thrust sharply, and his rigid column rubbed against the exposed, electrified nerves of Toby's clit.
Toby slipped her finger in and out of her hot hole at a rapid pace. She sighed softly as she felt her pussy muscles twitch in response to the fleshy intruder probing her cunt. She jerked her hips in response to her own sensuous rhythm, feeling her heart pound wildly and her temples throb with the intensity of her build-up.
She sighed and moaned and pushed her finger deeper and deeper into her pulsating pussy. She arched her legs and strained her back muscles. A hot, delicious spasm stabbed her cunt and charged through her body. Her body jerked wildly, and she climaxed, moaning out the name of her imaginary lover as her orgasm hit her.
Toby stroked her cuntlips softly until the final sparks of her release were achieved. Her orgasm had been particularly satisfying, but still her body ached for more. Her clit was still swollen thickly with blood and throbbed insistently. Toby could feel her pelvic area still tight with blood and sexual energy that craved to be released. She lowered the water temperature of the shower and removed the shower head. One thick stream of water issued from the shower nozzle and slapped loudly against the blue tile of the tub. Toby lay down on the rubber bathmat and spread her legs wide.
With both of her hands Toby spread her cuntlips until her cunt was fully exposed. She arched her legs so that her knees pointed to the ceiling and inched her lower body forward until the shower spray made contact with her snatch. The warm water soothed and aroused her inflamed cunt. She moved her pussy from side to side, letting the water touch each sensitive part of her pussy.
The water slapped against Toby's flaming cuntlips and sent currents of intense passion vibrating through her body. Each wave of water that dashed against her swollen clitoris also trickled down her cuntslit and worked its delicate magic against her pussy. Her cunthole throbbed passionately with each watery kiss it received.
The intensity of her arousal increasing, Toby lifted her lower body up from the bottom of the tub and let the warm water fill up her pussy. She felt the water warm over every inch of her cunt and crest against the tip of her cervix. Then she squeezed her internal pelvic muscles and thrust the water out in one long stream. Again she repeated the process, only this time manipulating her clit with her middle finger and sighing deeply as both her clit and her pussy worked together deliciously.
She eased her body down against the tile and again let the water slap against her clitoris. She thrust her pelvis out against the force of the water and felt her orgasm begin with the warm tingling in her calf and thigh muscles. She pushed her knees together and tightened her leg muscles.
A sharp intake of breath, and the climax forced its way into Toby's gut, exploded in her cunt, and spread its soft, luscious warmth throughout her body. Toby lay sexually exhausted against the warm base of the tub and let the shower spray lap her thick, sticky cuntcream from her satiated pussy.
* * *
Toby was preparing a bologna sandwich when Virgil Brooks arrived, twenty minutes early. That was just like Virgil, Toby thought to herself. He probably got ready to come over to her house three hours early.
Virgil was Toby's most emotionally-demanding case. He came from a home where he was rejected by his mother and ridiculed by his father. Virgil had a deep and intense need to be loved-a need which was fostered and fed by his tremendous inadequacy complex. Virgil believed that he couldn't do anything right. He viewed himself as a walking idiot, the kind of person other people invited to parties only so that they could laugh at him. This semester's big joke was to have Lynn Pearson, the most popular girl in the sophomore class, beg Virgil to take her to the prom and then stand him up when he arrived at her door in a rented tuxedo and carrying a ten-dollar corsage.
Virgil had come to the counseling center to seek help for his growing sense of frustration and inability to act decisively. He had been assigned to Toby purely by chance because Dr. Porter had been away on a two-week vacation. Toby agreed to help Virgil until Dr. Porter came back, but Virgil had gotten so attached to Toby that he refused to change counselors.
After much pleading from Virgil, Toby finally agreed to take him on on a permanent basis. It had been one of the most fateful decisions of her life. She had not realized how deeply Virgil needed to be loved and how much of her time he would expect and demand. He came to the counseling center every day to see if she could squeeze him in for "emergency" conferences. He called her at home to discuss deep, metaphysical issues. He often showed up when Toby went out to eat or to the movies, and Toby figured that he probably followed her around to be sure of her schedule. He had fallen deeply in love with Toby and was convinced that she was the road to his survival.
On the plus side, Virgil did have some characteristics that Toby liked. He was incurably romantic and often wrote her poetry. Her office and home had virtually been deluged by the roses that he sent her. He would spend hours mowing her lawn or fixing her car and never ask for any greater compensation than to stare into her eyes over a glass of iced tea. He was an odd boy, a strange mixture of confusion and sensitive feelings, and Toby was sure that someday somebody would be able to reach the deep well of feelings Virgil kept stored inside of him.
Toby escorted Virgil into the kitchen and invited him to sit down. She offered to make him a sandwich, but he declined, so she went about making her own lunch.
As she turned to place her plate on the kitchen table, she caught sight of Virgil bashfully watching the movement of her ass. She smiled to herself at the thought of him wanting her. Like all great seductresses, she thoroughly enjoyed the game of arousing men. She threw in a little extra body motion as she placed a glass of milk on the table and watched Virgil blush slightly. He shifted his position in the chair, and she figured he was trying to keep her from seeing his hard-on.
"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat, Virgil?" Toby asked, deliberately adding a seductive, sexy tone to her voice.
Virgil managed to stammer out a no and then lowered his head quickly.
Toby was absolutely sure that not only was he virginal but that he had never even been kissed by a girl. The idea of initiating Virgil into sexual experience intrigued Toby, and she felt her cunt stir slightly. She considered which act would be the most pleasurable for Virgil and particularly for her.
"Any special things happen this week to upset you, Virgil?"
Virgil launched into a long tirade about how his mother had forced him into taking one of her friend's daughters to a school dance and how he had made an ass of himself by tripping and spilling two glasses of punch all over himself. Throughout his long discussion, Toby listened and tried to appear interested, but her mind was on what kind of cock Virgil possessed and what it would feel like nestled in her cunt.
At one point in Virgil's monologue, Toby forgot herself and began licking the mayonnaise from the remainder of her sandwich in a suggestive and obviously provocative manner. Suddenly she caught the surprise in Virgil's eyes as he stammered and looked down at the floor.
Toby sensed his simultaneous confusion and interest, and she decided that the suggestive game she was playing should be brought out into the open. The seduction game was always more interesting and satisfying to Toby if both partners knew that they were playing.
"Have you ever made it with a woman, Virgil?"
Toby's question was stated in a matter-of-fact tone, but still Virgil stared at her incredulously.
He stammered an unintelligible response and then blushed a vivid shade of crimson.
"Surely a boy as good looking as you must have had plenty of chances. And I'll bet you've got enough between your legs to please anybody."
Virgil didn't know which way to look. He blushed an even deeper shade of red, and Toby could see little beads of sweat forming on his upper lip. He obviously wanted to look at Toby and try to comprehend what she had said, but he was still too flabbergasted by the whole business.
Suddenly it occurred to Toby that Virgil might feel she probably knew that he was a virgin and was asking him these questions to ridicule him. Toby decided that she'd have to make her intentions more clear to the naive youth or he'd never get the picture.
"Virgil, would you like to fuck me?"
Virgil gulped hard and almost moaned in disbelief. His wildest dreams come true, the opportunity of his life to experience it all, and he didn't even know what to do. He felt humiliated and confused, utterly embarrassed that Toby should see him in such a ridiculous state.
"Virgil, answer me. Would you like to fuck me?"
Virgil looked at the floor and wrung his hands desperately until the knuckles turned white. "Y-y-yes," he finally stammered.
"Good, because I'd very much like to fuck you."
Virgil looked up in utter astonishment. He thought he was dreaming. He just couldn't believe that Dr. Toby Carson, his ultimate dream of a woman and of a lover, could possibly have any interest in him whatsoever.
Toby knew that she'd have to initiate the action or she'd be waiting there all day for Virgil to begin. She got up from her chair and went and stood behind Virgil's. She placed her hand against his head and ran her lithe fingers through his thick, curly hair.
"You know, Virgil, you're a very attractive boy. I'm sure you're an excellent lover. All the techniques that satisfy a woman-I'll bet you know them all. I love to touch you, Virgil."
Deliberately Toby leaned forward and pressed her large, spongy tits against Virgil's head. She thought he had been hit by a lightning bolt, so quickly and sharply did he jerk his body upright as flesh made contact with flesh.
Toby stared down at the mound of expanding flesh that tented the front of Virgil's pants and knew that he was responding to her caresses and would soon be ready for a full session of fucking. She wondered how much he'd be capable of on his first fuck and decided that it was her responsibility as seducer to test Virgil's limits to the utmost.
Virgil could not believe what was happening to him. He found it hard to get a grasp on reality, to fit all the pieces together and make sense out of them. He was so stunned that he was sure Toby could hear the wild pounding of his heart. His whole body trembled, and he wondered what to do next.
He jumped suddenly as Toby's hand stroked his face and as she bent down to kiss him softly on his neck. His head pounded with a wild rush of excitement, and he could hardly get his breath. His cock burned with desire. The churning in his balls grew stronger and stronger, and his prick seemed like it would tear its way through his pants. He sighed audibly as Toby ran her hand down his chest and toyed delicately with his nipples.
Toby took Virgil's hand and began leading him toward the bedroom. The confused youth stumbled and almost fell down as the experienced woman tried to guide him to their love arena. Toby quickly noticed the vigorous erection that tugged at Virgil's pants. She guessed that he had a long, smooth prick, one that would soon get its testing under fire.
Toby led Virgil into the bedroom and quickly pulled back the bedcovers to expose the blue satin sheets on which she had received many a good orgasm during her three-year stay in Crestview. Fully aware of her audience's interest, she undressed slowly, savoring every sigh that Virgil exhaled as more and more of her luscious body was revealed to his inquisitive and dumfounded eyes.
Toby stood before Virgil in only her bra and underpants. She slowly slithered her way out of the bra, letting the shoulder straps slide down her arms, and then reached behind to unhook the bra snap. As the bra fell loose from her upper body, her tits sprang free and hung like two meaty, golden mounds.
She took her tits into her hands and rubbed them together, feeling the delicate friction trigger the making of lubrication in her pussy. She freed one breast and used her hand to tease the nipple, tugging at the rubbery knob until it stood out red and erect.
She slithered her hands down the insides of her panties and then forced the thin garment to the floor. Virgil looked like he was going to pass out from the sight of her cunt, the dewy, soft cuntlips, the flared crevice, the fuck juices already beginning to cling to Toby's blonde ringlets. He sucked in his breath sharply and felt a blinding, sensuous ache stab his prick.
Toby moved over to Virgil and began undressing him with expertise. She moved her body against his as she tugged at his clothes. She pushed her pelvic area against his and felt the insistent rigidity of his dick.
His body seemed almost to melt in response to her touch as she unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands across his smooth chest. With one swift movement, she unhooked his pants and let them fall to his feet. She grabbed hold of his prick softly and began massaging it with her hands. Virgil's body nearly trembled with delight and passion.
Gently Toby released his thick prick and positioned herself on the bed. She sat on the bed, with her legs spread wide, and forced Virgil's attention to the core of her cunt. Virgil looked deep into her open snatch and watched the mouth of her pussy ooze its erotic moisture onto the bedsheets.
Toby stretched forth her arms, beckoning Virgil to join her, and quickly the youth freed himself of all of his clothing and virtually flew at Toby on the bed.
Like a madman, Virgil worked at Toby's body, forcing her onto her back, spreading her legs wider to accommodate the width of his body and the length of his bulging prick. His desire was beyond the point of control, lost in the overwhelming sensation generated when his steel-hard shaft touched the hot moistness between Toby's legs.
He slammed his insistent cock into Toby's snatch, poking, probing, thrusting, searching out the depths of her cunt. He felt his balls tighten as they slapped against the base of Toby's cunt with each thrust of his demanding organ. He was caught up in a wild maelstrom of passion.
His desires grew wilder as his passion rose to a feverish pitch. His head spun. His lower body throbbed. A sudden tightness in his scrotum and his prick, and a million stars exploded in Virgil's skull as he shot forth his molten sperm into the moist depths of Toby's cunt.
His juices and his sexual energy spent, he collapsed on top of Toby and tried to still his gasping, wrenching, heavy breathing.
Toby stroked the back of Virgil's neck and smiled to herself at how little control Virgil had over his prick needs. Why he'd barely been able to sustain the fuck for one minute. The situation would have been laughable if Toby's cunt didn't burn so with desire for release.
She considered the possibility of masturbating off her horny wants, but she decided that that would wound Virgil's pride and maybe scar him for life. She decided the best thing to do would be to teach Virgil how to be a good lover.
With delicate precision, she rolled Virgil onto his side and stared at the soft mound of spongy, sperm-coated flesh that had once been his persistent erection. She looked at his hard, tight balls and decided that it wouldn't take Virgil long to brew another batch of cum to take care of her needs. She kissed him hard on the lips and wiggled her tongue into his moist cavity. She worked the fleshy spear in and out of his mouth while at the same time she stroked his chest and sides.
She freed herself from his kiss and worked her tongue down his sides, tasting the saltiness of his perspiration, feeling the rigidity of his youthful, muscular body. She worked her way down his body until her soft, warm lips found his flaccid cock and began their magic probing and kissing.
Virgil moaned deeply as her lips made contact. Not only was he going to be allowed the pleasures of his first fuck, but of his first blowjob as well. New sensations splashed through his nervous system as Toby's expert tongue licked every sensitive inch of his now-growing and hardening dick. Toby paid particular attention to the bulbous knob of the cockhead and felt it swell in her mouth like a thick balloon.
Toby worked her tongue up and down the fragile, expanding shaft and felt Virgil's body shiver with each movement. As she worked her mouth down the slippery shaft, she took time to cup and squeeze Virgil's swollen balls with her right hand. Virgil's cock continued to bud in Toby's mouth as her manipulations intensified the mounting, burning desires in Virgil's prick. Toby sucked slowly, trying out each move and technique that she knew for arousing a cock as big as Virgil's.
Virgil released a deep, throaty moan as Toby's actions continued to increase his pleasure and his sperm build-up. He could feel his prick getting hotter and hotter in Toby's warm, moist mouth and his balls begin to tighten with delicious sensations. Every nerve in his body was concentrated in his prick as Toby twirled her tongue over the knob of his inflamed cock. He arched his back and worked his body in unison with Toby's bobbing head. He slammed his prick against her mouth and worked his hips in wide circles. His balls tingled with fiery passion and need. His legs ached pleasantly with the erotic tension already pulsing in his lower body and pelvic area.
He strained his body into one ultimate effort at attaining complete release and felt his orgasm explode in the pit of his stomach and in his balls like a huge cannon firing its heavy discharge. His blood raced, his nerves throbbed, the room seemed to spin. He surrendered himself fully to the joyous erotic sensations coursing through his body. A sharp, overwhelmingly pleasurable spasm in his balls, and he shot his load, firing his thick, hot cream into Toby's moist, delicious mouth. He filled her completely, and sperm goo began to trickle from Toby's lips and down the sides of his sensitive cock. His prick continued its delicate minor contractions, and each spasm sent a small wave of sperm gushing thickly into Toby's throat.
Toby worked her mouth rapidly on his prick so that she could provide Virgil with all the erotic sensations still left in his pulsing, climaxing dick. She rolled her tongue over the corona and across the delicate tip as new cream spurted into her mouth. She rocked the prick from side to side in her mouth and sucked firmly, seeking to drain Virgil dry and to swallow every bit of his luscious sperm juices. Satisfied that she had pleased him fully, she softly stroked his balls, feeling his body jerk slightly with every sensual stroke that teased his sensitive flesh.
Toby freed Virgil's deflated prick from her mouth and worked her way up the bed to lie beside him. She touched his chest softly and toyed with the tiny, erect buds of his nipples. Gradually she -edged her way down to his thick pubic forest. She took his soft prick into her hands. She began jacking his wet cock up and down, urging it into hardness. She heard Virgil moan sharply as his cock hardened appreciably. The stiffening rod pressed itself against the palm of Toby's hand, and she worked more rapidly to excite and harden Virgil's meat. The prick quivered slightly with each stroke and then jerked itself to its final fullness.
Seizing the moment and the opportunity, Toby threw her lower body over Virgil's and straddled him swiftly. With practiced skill she worked her cunt over the tip of Virgil's prick until she felt the cock touch the opening of her inflamed and dripping cunt. A chill of pleasure surged through her deeply aroused body as she made contact.
She jerked her hips forward and backward over the cockhead and felt the rock-hard prick probe the opening slightly and arouse the nerves of her clit. She felt the frenzy of sexual need and desire seize her and control her brain as she worked her body madly against Virgil's. With a sudden urgency she plunged her cunt down on Virgil's cock and quickly swallowed up his prick with one motion.
The prick snaked its way into Toby's cunt and buried itself to the hilt in the warm nest of her pussy walls. Virgil jerked his pelvis up and Toby leaned forward so that the underside of Virgil's prick could press against her clitoris upon withdrawal. Toby pressed her legs together against Virgil's thighs to intensify the feelings in her cunt.
Virgil lowered his hips, and his rigid prick fucked against Toby's vaginal walls and her hard, responsive clit. The delicate, intense sensations aroused Toby to new heights of pleasure, and she increased the intensity and speed of her movements. Her cunt swallowed up Virgil's greased-up shaft and just as quickly expelled it as the fucking couple completed each love gesture of their sexual union.
Toby felt her legs quiver and begin to buckle as she neared her peak. She moved even faster against Virgil's gyrating, thrashing body and felt his prick move through her pussy and against her clit.
"God, Virgil, don't stop!" she screamed as her climax pushed its way into her cunt and then into the pit of her stomach. Her lower body was convulsed with spasms. She rocked wildly on top of Virgil as her erotic release tore through her and satiated every nerve in her body. Her head throbbed. She felt herself begin to drift away. She jerked her body a few more times in response to Virgil's urgings and then felt Virgil's steaming shoot-off splash against her pussy walls and begin to drain down Virgil's cock onto his pubic hair. The warmth of Virgil's climax generated a new series of sensual feelings in Toby's snatch, and Toby sighed softly as her climax ebbed through her body.
Virgil moved his shrinking prick in Toby's warm, moist cunt a few more times until his body glowed with pleasurable warmth. He could not believe the sensations he had experienced with Toby. He had heard how wonderful fucking was from his buddies, but he never knew that they had underestimated and not fully conveyed to him the full joys and wild, incredible feelings of sticking a hard, horny prick into a woman's moist, throbbing cunt.
Virgil surrendered himself completely to the feelings how bathing his body. His prick, softly nestled in Toby's snatch, still gave off occasional sparks of warmth. His balls tingled deliciously with the erotic delight of having expelled their precious liquid at the moment of climax. Virgil's mind began to drift freely in the secure peace that comes after achieving an orgasm. As the pleasure of his afterglow cloaked his brain, he decided he'd have to set his friends right on how fantastic it was to fuck a woman.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Toby gave the living room one last look as she finished cleaning up her apartment. The telephone call from Clare had been short, suggestive, and to the point. John had been called away from Crestview for a special conference on graduate education and could she come over and spend the evening with Toby.
Toby's answer was a quick and ecstatic yes. She hadn't seen Clare in several weeks, and the expectation of being with Clare again generated a deep and powerful feeling in Toby.
Toby fluffed the pillows on the couch and thought of her lovemaking with Virgil yesterday. She was sure that she had been good for Virgil and had helped give him a sense of self-confidence through initiating him into the mysterious and, at times, threatening and confusing world of sex. And she knew definitely that Virgil had been good for her. Her satisfied cunt bespoke the value of seducing Virgil into manhood.
The martinis were made and chilling and the music from the stereo throbbed softly in the background when the doorbell rang. Toby came over from the bar and answered the door. It was Clare, radiant in a skin-tight green dress, and an unannounced friend.
"Hi, sweetheart," Clare said softly as she kissed Toby on the cheek. "This is Bonnie Austen, an old college friend of mine who's visiting John and me for the weekend. I thought I'd surprise you."
Toby nodded, fully understanding the implications of Clare's comments, and invited the two women in.
As Bonnie stepped from the heavy shadows of the hallway, Toby noticed the shapeliness of her body. She was tall and lithe, with large, ripe breasts that accentuated the delicate curves of her body. Medium-length red hair framed her face distinctively. Toby watched how she gracefully moved through the room to take a seat on the couch. Toby advanced to the bar and poured out three martinis. She offered the first to Clare, who now sat close to Bonnie and was stroking the young girl's hair. Clare smiled provocatively at Toby as she handed her the chilled glass.
Toby retrieved the remaining two glasses and joined the pair on the couch. She sat beside Bonnie and noticed the white bulge of her breasts above the sharp cut of her evening dress.
"I'd like to make a toast," Clare said decisively. "To the three of us."
Bonnie and Toby both smiled and took short sips from their drinks.
Clare downed her martini and walked over to the bar to pour herself another one. She wiggled her finger through the drink and then licked the cold, clear liquid from her middle finger. She walked over to the stereo and turned the sound up.
She began to move her body to the beat of the music, jutting out her thighs and bobbing her breasts with each sharp beat of the music. She surrendered herself completely to the music and lost herself in the erotic frenzy of the rhythm.
As the tempo of her dance increased, she slipped a hand behind her back and undid her zipper. Her dress fell from her upper body and puddled around her waist. Her large tits bounced free as the material fell and caught the full impact of the soft lighting in the room. Her breasts seemed to glow with the light as she continued her gyrations. She pushed and tugged at her dress until it fell to the floor, then she kicked the dress and her shoes toward Toby on the couch.
She stood before the two women clad only in her skimpy bikini panties. The crest of her pubic mound was plainly visible through her panties. Dark ringlets of pussy hair jutted out at the edges of the panties between Clare's legs. With one swift motion Clare freed herself of the skimpy panties and flung them across the room. Her naked body aroused lust and desire in the two women as she continued to dance to the beat of the music. She had a luscious body that tempted and teased the two women spectators.
Clare set her feet firmly on the ground and arched her upper body backwards. Her cuntslit was clearly visible to both Toby and Bonnie. The soft slit had already begun to glisten with cuntcream as Clare's passions mounted in tune with the beat and frenzy of her erotic dance.
Clare slid her hands across her breasts and toyed with the dark nipples until they budded into a full erection, a little ridge forming around each nipple. She worked her hands down toward the mysterious valley between her thighs and gently spread her cuntlips. Her clitoris burst forward like a small projectile and protruded, red, moist, and erect, in full view of Toby's and Bonnie's lustful eyes.
Clare fingered the little mound and moaned softly as she found the sweet spots of her cunt. She ran her finger down the slippery slit until she found the vaginal opening. She dipped her finger into the thick, warm puddle that had collected around the opening of her cunt and used the cunt moisture that her finger gathered to further slick up her pussylips and her clit.
Toby and Bonnie watched in an erotic daze as Clare continued to arouse herself. The intensity of watching Clare became too much for the two women and they quickly undressed, occasionally assisting each other.
Toby noticed Bonnie's body as she undressed. She was not disappointed by the size or beauty of Bonnie's tits that hung like delicious mounds of flesh just ready and waiting for the tasting. Toby noticed the furry wedge of Bonnie's cunt and envisioned herself between Bonnie's legs lustfully diving into that hot, moist box to taste Bonnie's sweet cuntcream.
Bonnie advanced toward Clare and positioned herself on her knees between Clare's legs. Clare sensed Bonnie's presence and jerked herself up slightly. Willingly she surrendered herself to the skilled woman.
A sharp sigh sprang from Clare's throat as Bonnie's tongue made contact with her clit. Bonnie wrapped her lips around Clare's erect clit and sucked hard. She moved her lips to expel and draw in the nub until she had perfected a quick, staccato rhythm that aroused Clare to new heights of passion and enjoyment.
Clare moaned and thrashed wildly as her arousal increased to the point where it was almost unendurable and her body screamed for release. She rocked her body hard against Bonnie's mouth, slicking the younger woman's face and mouth with sticky cuntcream on each violent thrust.
Bonnie sensed the urgency of Clare's desires and moved her mouth harder and more quickly against Clare's cuntlips. She could feel the little clit throb in her mouth as she rolled it gently against the roof of her mouth. Clare's legs began to quiver. Her whole body shook. Bonnie worked feverishly over the little nub, coaxing it into sexual pleasure.
"Jesus!" Clare screamed as her orgasm built within her loins and -edged its way into her cunt. She could feel her body begin to pulse with energy. Her womb quivered with each movement Bonnie made against her aroused clitoris. Her cunt ached and burned with need. She arched her back firmly and felt the orgasm begin as a warm, tingling sensation in her legs. The wave of warmth spread to her thighs and triggered her climax. Her pelvic area was rocked with spasms. Her cunt contracted in a series of wild, undulating jerks that sent erotic impulses echoing through Clare's body.
"Oh God, there, there!" Clare screamed ecstatically as her orgasm ripped through her. She reached down and pressed Bonnie's face even harder against her cunt, seeking to have the younger woman satisfy her to the fullest. She moved her lower body against Bonnie's mouth until all of her contractions had subsided and her body was at ultimate rest in its erotic quest. As the delicate afterglow began to bathe her body, she lowered herself softly to the floor and lay on her side in a fetal position to enjoy the pleasure that now settled in her womb.
Bonnie could see that Clare was in no position to respond to her own needs and looked over to Toby. Toby did not need any coaxing to respond to Bonnie's suggestion. Watching Bonnie make love to Clare had aroused Toby intensely and her cunt now ached with sexual need.
As Bonnie advanced to the couch, Toby lay down and stretched herself out on the couch, her legs spread wide as an open invitation to Bonnie to do what she pleased. Bonnie straddled Toby backwards and assumed the classic Lesbian position of sixty-nine.
Toby reached behind her on the couch and placed two pillows under her head so that she could raise her mouth up to the level of Bonnie's dripping cunt. She positioned her mouth directly in line with Bonnie's cunt. She stuck out her tongue and made contact with Bonnie's clit. She could feel Bonnie's body jerk as she found the sweet spot of her cunt. Toby moved her tongue in a tight circle on the little mound of flesh and heard Bonnie moan slightly as her pleasure began.
Bonnie lowered her head and positioned herself between Toby's upper thighs so that her mouth could encompass nearly all of Toby's clit and cuntlips. A pleasurable spasm gripped Toby as Bonnie pressed her lips against her wet pussy and rubbed her mouth against the inflamed lips. Bonnie used her hands to spread Toby's cuntlips and reveal the throbbing clit. She placed her tongue against the nub and duplicated the motions of Toby's tongue on her own cunt by beating out a sharp tattoo against the hot, erect point.
Toby began to work her tongue in wide circles against Bonnie's clit and to jerk her lower body up against Bonnie's face in an urgent, passionate plea. Warm, tingling sensations flowed up Toby's legs and into her pelvis. She felt herself completely engulfed by fiery sensations. Her whole body seemed to throb with need and desire for release.
Bonnie slammed her head against Toby's flowing cunt using every technique she knew to bring her lover to an overpowering climax. She sensed the nearness and intensity of Toby's approaching release. She slipped her tongue into Toby's hot cunt and felt the wide pussy contract as the fleshy spear made contact with the sensitive inner recesses. She withdrew her tongue and drew it up the length of Toby's genital cleft, stopping to probe the small inner lips and to touch the protruding clit.
Toby mimicked Bonnie's actions. She worked her tongue against Bonnie's clit. She felt a sharp quiver jerk through Bonnie's lower body. The build-up was nearing completion and release was imminent. With sharp, quick thrusts the two women worked their mouths and tongues against each other's horny cunts. Their bodies burned and ached with desire, pleaded for release. Both women arched their backs as the first spasms gripped their bodies. They jerked violently, wildly to their own sexual tempos. Their cunts contracted in the wild dance of sexual fulfillment.
Toby worked against Bonnie's cunt for the last few precious seconds of sexual arousal as she felt Bonnie suck and knead her cuntlips insistently. Warm cuntjuice sprang from Bonnie's pussy and coated Toby's face with the thick, warm honey of sexual pleasure. Toby drank the cream freely, licking and swallowing every wonderful drop. She felt the haze of the afterglow begin to warm and fill her body. Slowly she desisted in her movements as she felt Bonnie lessen her gestures and finally rest her head on Toby's stomach.
When she was satisfied that the duo had achieved complete sexual culmination, Clare came over to the couch and began to stroke Toby's hair. Toby opened her eyes to see Clare kneeling by the couch. It was obvious in Clare's eyes that Toby and Bonnie's lovemaking had aroused her once again and that she now sought sexual fulfillment once more. Toby roused Bonnie from her quiet, soft sleep and motioned for her to follow Clare and her into the bedroom. Bonnie agreed willingly and followed the two women into the dimly-lit room.
Clare stretched out on the bed. Toby lay down beside her and began to kiss and fondle Clare's luscious body. She worked her mouth over Clare's spongy tits, sucking each nipple into an erection and turning each areola to a deep hue.
Bonnie came over to the bed and positioned herself between Clare's legs. She softly stroked the delicate inner thighs. Then she lowered herself down until her face made contact with Clare's moist pussy. Bonnie stuck out her tongue and pressed it hard against Clare's erect, bulging clit. Clare's body quivered madly in one delicious, sensual response.
Bonnie spread Clare's legs wide and drew Clare's clit into her mouth. She sucked hard on the little nub and felt it swell in response to her deft movements. Bonnie forced the thick protrusion back and forth against the roof of her mouth. She tasted the salty warmth of Clare's cum as Clare's genitals continued to be slicked with the sticky mucus. She sucked and tugged at Clare's blossoming clit until Clare sighed and moaned with each of Bonnie's movements against her inflamed, pulsing cunt.
Toby continued to kiss and stroke Clare's body as her passion mounted. She Frenched Clare hard, poking her tongue into the warm recesses and finding the soft, sensitive spots that Clare responded to passionately. She withdrew her tongue slowly and then ran it down the side of Clare's neck. She slithered her tongue down the front of Clare's chest and then began to kiss and suck the sensitive undersides of her breasts. She worked her tongue across the top of the breast and whirled it in circles around the fragile nipple.
Toby -edged her hand down the side of Clare's body, prodding at the ribcage and softly stroking Clare's pelvis. As her hands moved even further and more insistently along Clare's body, Toby made contact with the initial tufts of Clare's pubic thicket. She worked her fingers through the thick, matted curls and worked her middle finger down towards Clare's erect, elongated clit as Bonnie slipped her tongue in and out of Clare's pulsing vagina.
Toby moved her finger up and down the hard clit, feeling it pulse in response to the sensuous movements. She withdrew her finger from within the moist slit of the tip of Clare's cunt as Bonnie worked her way up Clare's cunt and took the pulsing clit into her mouth.
"Oh God, Jesus!" Clare moaned as her passion welled within her and threatened to burst forth. Clare felt her cunt quiver with intense sensations as her orgasm neared. She arched her back fiercely and thrust her cunt against Bonnie's bobbing mouth, forcing the woman between her legs to work harder and faster against her dripping cunt. Her legs tingled with warm, pleasing sensations. Sensual sparks began to shoot up and down her spine.
"Oh Jesus! Oh God! There, there!" she screamed as she reached her peak.
Both Toby and Bonnie continued to work frantically over Clare's body. Clare was still breathing heavily and moaning softly as her two lovers continued their erotic gestures.
Bonnie rocked the thick upper portion of her tongue against the jagged edge of Clare's clit while Toby sucked hard on one of Clare's breasts and cupped and kneaded the other tit with a free hand. Warm impulses settled in the neck of Clare's womb and spread like a soothing balm into her snatch. Her body jerked spasmodically a few more times and then settled into a passive, total tranquility.
Bonnie and Toby ceased their actions and lay beside Clare on the bed. All three women fell asleep embracing each other and content in the realization that they had satisfied and been satisfied by each other.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Clare left early the next morning to get ready to welcome John home from his trip. She suggested that Bonnie could stay with Toby if she wished since neither of them would be able to get in any action with John around the house.
Toby and Bonnie quickly agreed to the suggestion. Both women kissed Clare good-bye as she left the bedroom, and then Toby and Bonnie snuggled close together for a few more hours of soothing sleep.
They were awakened by the ringing of the telephone around one o'clock. Toby crawled over Bonnie and sleepily made her way into the den to answer the insistent caller.
It was Ron Weston, calling to find out if Toby could come over for a small, intimate party that afternoon-a party of just Ron and an old college fraternity buddy, Doug Bradner.
Toby asked Ron to hang on for a second and went back to the bedroom to explain the situation to Bonnie. She figured that Bonnie went both ways, but she wanted to be sure before making any promises to Ron.
Bonnie eagerly approved of the idea, and Toby reported to Ron that she and a friend would be over in about an hour. She could hear the pleasure in Ron's voice as he realized that both he and Doug would fuck another sex partner.
Toby smiled to herself as she hung up the phone and then set about making breakfast for herself and Bonnie.
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Doug greeted Toby and Bonnie at the door. Toby was surprised at what a good-looking man he was, tall and blond, and obviously carrying a great deal between his legs. Toby noticed the distinctive bulge in his crotch as he walked over to the bar to assist Ron in making drinks. Toby also noticed the appreciative way in which he eyed both her and Bonnie.
"Hi, girls. Take a seat anywhere," Ron called from behind the bar. "Be with you in a minute."
Doug offered the two women cigarettes while Ron mixed up a batch of martinis. Doug was just into explaining how he hadn't seen Ron in years and just happened to be in the area for a salesmen's conference when Ron interrupted with the drinks. He handed the first drink to Bonnie, and Toby noticed how deliberately and appreciatively he stared at the large tits Bonnie offered for plain view in her tight and bulging V-neck sweater. Since Toby had kissed and fondled Bonnie's luscious tits, she knew exactly what pleasures lay in store for both Ron and Doug.
After the third round of drinks and social amenities, Doug went over to his briefcase and pulled out a handful of reefers.
"Ah, just what I love to see, a man who comes prepared," Ron quipped, obviously delighted at the opportunity to make it on grass.
Doug passed the joints around and each member of the group lit up. Soon the burning-rope smell of grass filled the air. Each participant began to feel the effects of the drug within seconds.
Soon the talking stopped and was replaced by touching and kissing. The four members rapidly became aware of their insistent sexual desires for each other and surrendered themselves freely and fully to the urges growing within them.
Doug led the group by peeling off his clothes and standing before them naked. Toby was positively awed by the size and thickness of his beautiful, rigid cock.
Ron quickly followed Doug's lead and stripped, freeing himself of his clothing as rapidly as possible while assisting Bonnie in getting her sweater off.
While Ron and Bonnie worked together at unsnapping her jeans, Toby peeled off her clothing and laid claim to Doug for the first go-round. She wanted to be the first to experience the delicious, thick prick Doug packed between his legs and to try to exhaust this admirable stallion. Doug gladly followed Toby as she led him toward the bedroom, with Bonnie and Ron in close pursuit.
The two couples lay beside each other on the bed and began their lovemaking by exchanging a series of passionate embraces and caresses. Aroused and ready for their sexual exploits, they quickly broke into couples again and assumed the position they most enjoyed.
Bonnie assumed the passive role and let Ron spread her legs wide and fuck her cunt in the typical missionary sprawl while Toby decided on mastering Doug and swiftly straddled him.
Toby felt the inner warmth and tingling of her cunt as she slowly lowered her body on Doug's prick. She worked her body in almost slow-motion manner, enjoying each minute of her arousal and pleasure. Her heavily-lubricated cunt sucked up Doug's cock and held it securely in the depths of her womb. Toby's cum easily slicked up the thick rod until it glided in and out of her cunt easily.
Toby placed the balance of her weight on her knees and began pumping herself up and down on Doug's fantastic cockshaft. She could feel the huge cockhead press against the back wall of her vagina and the tip of her cervix with each penetration. Each time she lifted up, the hard ridge of the head pressed lusciously against her sensitive cuntlips.
Toby worked on Doug's prick to her own rhythm, using her cunt to jack off his cock. She moved in swift strokes initially, then tapered her movements off into long, rhythmic motions. As she neared her peak, she pulled his hand down toward her snatch and indicated to him through her gestures that she wanted him to move his thumb against her protruding clit.
Doug complied willingly and began to move his thumb in tight circles against the hard clit. Toby moaned softly as Doug generated intense sensations in her clit.
Sensing Toby's arousal. Doug took her clit between his thumb and index finger and began rolling the rigid ball of flesh up and down between his fingers. He could feel the clitoris twitch and jerk in response to his actions.
Toby increased her movements on Doug's prick and then reached down between his legs to stroke his balls softly. She kneaded the soft flesh of his scrotum and took each testicle gently into her cupped hand. She moved the spongy sacs in a wide circle as she jerked her lower body up and down on Doug's cock. She arched her back to allow Doug's prick to stretch her pussy as wide as possible and thus place significant pressure against her clitoris.
Doug moaned softly as he felt his orgasm well inside his loins. His balls burned with an erotic ache in response to Toby's expert manipulations. He jerked his body in time with Toby's movements and drove his cock into her inner depths. He felt his balls tighten and fill with hot sperm. He began to work his fingers feverishly over Toby's clit to signal to her his impending shoot-off. Toby accepted the signal and worked even faster against Doug's prick.
Toby's orgasm began in her calves and pushed its way up into her thighs. Her lower body tingled with delicious sensations.
"Oh Doug, I'm coming!" Toby cried as her orgasm tore through her and erupted in her cunt, sending a flood of passionate juices out of her pussy.
As Toby jerked wildly on top of Doug's rod, his climax split through his balls and into his prick and then spurted forth into Toby's vagina. Steaming sperm-juices flooded Toby's snatch and began to drain down the sides of his pulsing cock. Toby moved slowly against Doug's cock a few more times until she had drained all of his semen from his rod and his cock began to go limp within her.
The moaning and thrashing of the couple next to them incited both Ron and Bonnie to new levels of passionate arousal. Ron had been sliding his cock in and out of Bonnie almost in time with Toby's movements on Doug's prick, and now both he and Bonnie were nearing their peak. Ron's prick slipped through the hole of Bonnie's soggy cunt with rapid machine-like precision and rapidity. With each full thrust he could feel Bonnie's cunt envelop him and begin to contract slightly around the tip of his rod.
Bonnie had spread her legs as wide as possible to allow Ron easy access to her sweet pussy. Now, with her climax impending, she drew her legs together to contract her cunt and thus place added pressure on Ron's sensitive cock. She heard Ron sigh hard as he felt her vagina contract around his cock. He pumped harder against her, working his prick in and out of her box at break-neck speed. He felt his balls fill with their precious cargo. His cock fucked through the lips and tunnel of Bonnie's snatch and jerked to its own sensations like a thick snake.
He could feel the tightness of Bonnie's vagina and the warmth of her cum along the whole length of his shaft. The sensations overwhelmed him. Each nerve in his body seemed to be concentrated in his prick as it moved like an expert through Bonnie's pussy.
Bonnie sighed hard with each thrust that Ron executed. She moved her body in opposite rhythm to his.
He worked her cunt and his rod for all they were worth, increasing the speed of his movements and then slowing down, letting Bonnie beg for more by scratching his back desperately and pleading for him to fuck her. He felt his orgasm spring into his balls and shoot through his prick like a hot lightning bolt. His cock seemed to split wide open from the force of his sperm shoot-off. Hot gobs of the sticky semen jetted from his prick into Bonnie's pulsating cunt. His balls jerked and twitched several more times, and with each contraction warm sperm gushed into the hot inner depths of Bonnie's pussy.
Bonnie jerked her body to get the most out of Ron's shoot-off. She wanted the hot sperm to bathe and coat every part of her cunt. Her body jerked wildly, beyond her control. She felt the delicious contractions that sent fantastic sparks of erotic joy pulsing through her entire cunt. Her contractions seemed never to end, and she lost herself in the maelstrom of her finish. A few more hard thrusts against Ron's now-dwindling cock and she lay at rest, totally exhausted and sated with her sensual pleasure.
The two couples lay next to each other and allowed the erotic pleasure of their afterglows to encompass them entirely. The tranquil interlude did not last long.
Almost as if the idea passed amongst them through mental telepathy, the couples both entertained the idea of performing sixty-nine. The women stretched themselves out on top of the men and took their limp pricks into their mouths.
Ron and Doug propped pillows under their heads and lifted themselves up to confront the warm scent and taste of pussy. While the women gave head, the men extended their tongues and toyed with the fragile clit nerves that were within easy reach.
Doug sucked and tugged on Toby's clit while Ron worked his tongue in wide circles against Bonnie's cuntflesh, the seat of all her passions and pleasure. Ron knew from past experience that the only way to really satisfy a woman was through her clitoris, and he intended to give Bonnie the best tongue job she had ever had.
Toby's mouth worked up and down on Doug's shaft. She bobbed her head to Doug's sexual rhythm, feeling the intensity and speed with which he worked over her cunt as a measure of his own arousal. She sucked in the sides of her mouth and worked against the prick with hard pressure, attempting to simulate the feeling a real pussy would create in Doug's prick.
Doug obviously enjoyed the movements, for his prick grew rock-hard in Toby's mouth and he thrust his body hard against her face with nearly every movement. Toby slithered her hand between his legs and began to stroke his balls. She felt the tiny sacs quiver slightly as she made contact. The quiver extended itself into Doug's prick, and almost instantly Toby tasted the first few drops of pre-coital fluid spurting from the solid rod.
Bonnie worked over Ron's prick in a more deliberate fashion. Her strokes were long and slow, drawing out the pleasure and making it last as long as possible. She sucked the prick into her mouth like she would Ron's tongue in a good French-kiss and then stuck it into the warm, soft pouch of her left cheek. She worked her tongue against the side of the hard rod while she left it perched against her cheek. Gradually she drew the cock into the center of her mouth and worked it toward the back of her throat, taking as much as possible of the slicked-up stick into her throat without gagging. She toyed with the sensitive ridge of flesh on the underside of Ron's corona, working her tongue in tight circles and then up and down in a narrow straight line.
While she sucked on the delicate head of Ron's penis, Ron used his tongue as an artificial cock and shoved it in and out of Bonnie's dripping cunt. Little puddles of cuntcream greeted each intrusion. He tasted the cream and eagerly lapped it up. Each time he thrust his tongue into the opening of Bonnie's pussy, his tongue was greeted with small contractions that indicated the extent and amount of Bonnie's pleasure.
Toby increased the speed of her movements. She almost cried out with passionate intensity as she felt Doug slip his middle finger up her cunt and begin to work it in and out. He bent his finger so that he could exert pressure on the delicate muscles of her pussy. While he worked his finger in her hole, he continued to work over her clitoris with his tongue, probing, licking, sucking in response to Toby's and his own arousal.
Toby felt her orgasm begin to burn in her pussy like hot lava. She tugged at Doug's prick and worked her mouth up and down the shaft, taking the full length of his prickmeat into her throat. She sucked on the bulbous knob of the cockhead and twirled her tongue over the little hole at the tip. While she moved on Doug's cock, she rocked her hips against Doug's mouth and the finger he had shoved high into her vagina. She felt the finger slice its way through her box like a rigid cock. Her vagina burned with pleasure and warmth. She arched her back and felt the hard digit press against the back wall of her cunt and send erotic waves rippling through her womb.
She moved her hand in wide circles against Doug's balls to show him the level of her arousal. He responded by working his finger harder and deeper into the pit of her snatch, forcing the ring of muscles to expand and accommodate him fully.
He worked on Toby's cunt in a desperate manner because he felt his shoot-off forming in his prick and he wanted them to come together. He felt Toby arch her back and her legs begin to quiver, and he knew she was close. She moved hard against his face, grinding her pussy against his mouth, and he thrust up hard into her mouth, letting his prick work its way into the opening depths of her throat. One hard suck, and he shot his load, hot bullets of sperm flying into Toby's mouth and down her throat. Toby gobbled it all, and almost at the same instant felt the tremendous first contraction that signaled her climax. The initial contraction was followed by a wave of other equally intense but shortet spasms, and Doug's face was bathed with hot cuntcream. He worked his finger in Toby's hole and felt the contractions of her cunt around the tip of his flying finger.
Ron and Bonnie were only seconds behind in the completion of their lovemaking. Bonnie had taken all of Ron's cock in her mouth down to the root and now had her face practically buried in his pubic hair. Ron had drawn Bonnie's clit into his mouth and was sucking on it like a small lollipop. Both of them jerked their lower bodies in response to the other's movements and tried to bring themselves and their partner to the ultimate high.
Ron felt his balls tighten with the pleasurable ache that signaled his ejaculation. A split-second and his cock burned ecstatically with his orgasm. His rigid prick convulsed wildly and spit sperm juices into Bonnie's mouth. Bonnie swallowed hard and continued to suck on the prick.
Ron rolled his tongue hard over Bonnie's clit, and Bonnie climaxed. Her body jerked as if out of control. Her womb contracted with hard, sharp spasms, and cuntcream oozed from her hole and down Ron's throat. Bonnie's legs squeezed tightly around Ron's shoulders and held him tightly while the orgasm reached its peak and then crested. Bonnie continued to suck on Ron's organ until his prick went soft and limp like a fat, contented worm in her mouth.
After indulging in the warm, sensual pleasure of their afterglows, the two couples decided it was time for a quick rest. Ron went out to the bar to mix them up a fresh batch of martinis. He was back in a matter of seconds, a pitcher full of the intoxicating brew and a gold bucket of ice cubes. A round of drinks, and the couples again became interested in the possibilities of their situation.
Ron gave the game away-his prick stood up its full length and showed the group clearly what was on his mind. Ron smiled sheepishly and stated that he would like to see the two women go down on each other, if they were so inclined. The idea of watching two women make it excited him, Ron explained. Doug laughed slightly and said that he found the idea stimulating too.
Toby decided that she would play the aggressor this time. She stretched Bonnie out on the bed and spread her legs wide. She settled herself between Bonnie's legs and took Bonnie's erect clit into her mouth. She could taste the warm, salty mixture of Bonnie's cuntjuices with Ron's sperm. She liked the taste, the best of both worlds. Remembering Bonnie's responses from the first time they had made love, she began to work against Bonnie's clit in tight circles.
As Bonnie began to respond, she slid her tongue down the center of her cuntslit and slicked up her hole with saliva and cuntcream. Gently she probed the opening with her tongue and felt it contract slightly. Bonnie moaned softly and raised up her pelvic region so that Toby could enter her pussy more easily.
It was obvious from Ron and Doug's heavy breathing and the size of their hard-ons that they found this Lesbian fuck arousing. In a matter of seconds the fuck became too arousing.
Knowing Toby's likes well, Ron moved himself in behind her and positioned himself between her legs. He reached his hand under her until he found her pussy and generously greased up his hand with her cuntjuices. He took his slimy hand and ran it up and down his prick a couple of times until his rod was sufficiently greased to enter Toby's asshole easily.
Doug decided to join in too, and he moved over toward Bonnie so that she could take his cock into her mouth. As he dangled the massive organ in front of her, Bonnie opened her mouth wide and received the hard, demanding prick. The prick moved rapidly into the back pocket of her throat and nestled there gently while Bonnie began to work her magic on the rigid member.
Ron spread Toby's asscheeks wide and lubricated her wrinkled asshole with some of her own cuntcream. He stuck his finger up the hole to stretch it and felt the little opening swallow him up. He could feel slight contractions already beginning in the depths of Toby's bowels, and he knew that she was ready to receive him.
He withdrew his finger quickly and watched Toby's body shudder in response. Again he spread her cheeks wide. He leaned forward and allowed the tip of his cock to press against Toby's asshole. The smaller part of the tip moved into the hole easily. Ron leaned forward again and felt the resistance of the tight muscle mass to the widest and hardest part-the corona. He moved himself from side to side in an effort to stretch the hole and soon felt the little opening respond to his efforts.
He inched forward slightly and then thrust hard, throwing his hips almost directly against Toby's buttocks. His cock slipped in midway. One more swift gesture, and he buried his cock in to the hilt. He felt Toby stir under him. The idea of fucking her ass while she made. love to another woman excited him greatly.
He tried to synchronize his movements with Toby's against Bonnie's cunt. When she went down hard against the cunt, he moved forward and jabbed his cock in as far as possible. When she drew up, he withdrew. As he fucked Toby from the rear, he watched Bonnie gave Doug a blow job. He watched Doug's massive prick disappear into Bonnie's mouth, and he imagined that it was his. The fantasy and the reality of his situation worked together to arouse him quickly to heights he had never known before. He felt his rod get harder and harder within Toby's ass. He felt like his cock was going to blow wide open with the fullness of his load.
Toby moved rapidly against Bonnie's cunt, sucking and probing, licking every precious, sensitive inch. She tugged at the clit and then ran her tongue up and down the soft, fur-lined cleft. As she worked on Bonnie, Toby's ass burned pleasurably with the movements of Ron's prick inside her. Her bowels began to contract slightly and then more intensely. She was nearing her peak and ready to climax. She slipped her finger into Bonnie's cunt and felt her body jerk pleasurably in response. Bonnie arched her back and almost slammed her cunt against Toby's face, begging her for more, begging her to work faster and bring her through.
As Bonnie moved her body against Toby's face, she sucked hard on Doug's prick. She liked the hardness in her mouth, imagining that it was up her pussy and working hard to satisfy her. She liked the idea of Doug's upcoming shoot-off, the taste of sperm to her being one of the joys of sexual culmination. She toyed with his prick, licking it in wide circles, gently nibbling at the tip with her teeth and lips, rolling the tip against the roof of her mouth. She heard Doug moan with satisfaction, and she continued the movements that aroused him the most.
Ron dug his fingernails hard into Toby's buttocks. He was ready to blow, and his orgasm was right in the core of his prick. Two hard thrusts, and he exploded inside Toby's bowels. Toby felt the sperm rocketing deep into her and soothing her burning insides. The hot shoot-off triggered her own release. For only a second she paused from her efforts on Bonnie's cunt as her own orgasm ripped through her and almost caused her to pass out from its intensity. Her womb contracted in hard, deep spasms. Gobs of cuntcream spilled from her vagina and soaked into the bedsheets. She felt her clit contract and rub against the sheets with its insistent movements.
As she regained her consciousness of the situation, Toby began to work once again on Bonnie's cunt. She rammed her finger into the wide hole of Bonnie's pussy and then worked her fingers in wide circles within the soft, moist walls.
Bonnie writhed perceptibly and then Toby felt the hot cuntcream come flooding out of Bonnie's tunnel. Toby sucked hard on Bonnie's clitoris and also attempted to drink all of the woman's cuntal moisture. She withdrew from the clit and began to lap up the drops of cuntcream that lined the cleft and stuck to Bonnie's pubic hair.
Doug released a sharp cry of pleasure and almost collapsed on top of Bonnie as he fired his load. Bonnie opened her throat wide and took him all in, resting the tip of his prick against the back of her throat while he shot off. After the first wave of cream, she again sucked hard on his prick, moving up and down the shaft rapidly.
Doug shot another tidal wave of sperm-cream into Bonnie's mouth and rocked his lower body softly against her mouth, trying to prolong his pleasure until he had experienced it all. Bonnie sucked contentedly on his withering prick while she felt her own afterglow begin to cloak her brain and make her feel drowsy.
Ron left his prick buried inside Toby and moved against her buttocks until he felt his organ go almost completely limp. He withdrew at the last possible instant and then lay beside Toby on the bed.
Toby was so completely wiped out from her orgasm with Ron and Bonnie that she lay almost motionless between Bonnie's legs. She stretched a hand out to stroke Ron's balls softly in an effort to communicate to him how good he had made her feel.
The group maintained this position until the need for deep sleep overcame them. Reluctantly they readjusted themselves to lay next to each other on the bed. Doug fell asleep holding Bonnie close to him while Ron lay stretched out beside Toby, her right breast nestled softly and securely in his mouth.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Students lined the corridor and attempted to wedge their way into Toby's office. Registration had begun, and the freshmen needed help with their schedules. Toby tried to maintain her cool amidst the onslaught of students. Her patience was wearing thin, as she had just explained for the fifth time to one smiling, pleasant youth why he had to take a foreign language to meet his requirements for graduation. She was just about to throw her hands up in despair when she saw him.
He was tall and thin, lean just the way Toby liked them. His thick blond hair swept gently down across his forehead. Quickly Toby adroitly checked his crotch and found it much to her liking. She estimated that he carried about an eight-inch cock. She envisioned the wild stallion between his legs and the thought generated sparks of desire in her cunt. She hurriedly told the smiling youth that the language requirement was the language requirement and if he didn't like it he could get himself a new adviser.
The youth apologized for his persistent behavior and let Toby sign his card. As the youth backed his way out apologetically, the young man Toby so lusted for entered.
His name was Tim Anderson and he was a second-semester junior. Toby noticed the appreciative manner in which he ran his eyes over her figure. He'd obviously been around. Probably a hitch in the service had given him an awareness of how to turn on women. Toby stared deeply into his dark-green eyes.
"Let me help you with your schedule, Tim."
"You can help me with more than that."
"Oh?"
"I really need some advice about this town. Like is there anything to do past nine o'clock?"
"There's plenty to do if you know the area. All you need is someone to guide you around."
"Got any suggestions?"
"How about me?"
Toby watched his face as she finished the question. His expression didn't change. She knew she could always pick them-the ones who had been around and who knew how to get what they wanted. She figured Tim would be good for at least three fucks a night. She'd be ready for him and more.
"That's just great. I'd really appreciate it."
"Okay, how about eight this evening. I live at the Oak Ridge Apartments, number 446. Don't be late, I'm expecting a very busy evening."
"I'll be on time, Dr. Carson. You can always count on that."
"Great. Now let's discuss your schedule for next semester."
As Toby recorded the class times and stared lovingly and lustfully into Tim's eyes, she envisioned Tim's huge cock slipping gracefully and masterfully between her legs, probing the depths of her cunt and thrilling her to the extreme. The thought of Tim's massive cock made her aware of how much untested cockflesh there was to be had on this campus. She too knew what she wanted and how to get it. She was sure it was going to be a very good semester.
