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Virgin Coeds In Heat ....(77k)    by Tiffany Diamond

CHAPTER ONE

Ashley took her book to one of the two big chairs by the window and settled down to read.

Her first year as a college student had gone better than she expected. Now, she would have lots of free time on her hands before she had to get serious about hitting the books again.

She had given only a fleeting thought to going home for the summer. There wasn't much there for her. Her parents didn't care much one way or the other. They paid her bills and didn't say much as long as she stayed out of trouble. Instead of wasting her time trying to fit back into a world where she felt she didn't belong, she would take a couple of enrichment courses during the summer. Maybe in between she could learn to play tennis. Or even golf. Chasing a little white ball around the woods wasn't exactly her idea of fun, but the golf course was the place to network these days. Never know what contacts she could make right here in college.

She glanced out the window, and the magnificent view of the mountains held her attention. She closed her book, laid it on the floor, and lost herself in the majestic scene.

The door opened and her roommate breezed in. Nicole was a tall, attractive redhead with striking green eyes. She was wearing sneakers, blue jeans and a sleeveless tank top. Standard garb for the summer.

Nicole smiled brightly and said, "Hi, Ashley. I thought you would be hitting the books. Finding you staring out the window at the mountains makes me think you might be human after all."

Ashley grinned. "Ever read anything by Isaac Asimov?"

"Name doesn't ring a bell. Why?"

"He wrote about human-appearing robots. You couldn't tell the more advanced, sophisticated models from humans. Maybe I'm one of those."

"You've been listening to the rumors about you. Most of the guys think you're a human computer."

"Why, because I get good grades?"

"Because you seem more interested in books than guys," Nicole replied. "You going home for the summer?"

Ashley shook her head, and her long, ash-blonde hair swirled around. "I'm going to take a couple of enrichment courses and maybe learn tennis. Or golf. How about you?"

"Naw, there's more to do here."

Ashley lifted one eyebrow. "Oh? I thought most of the hunks go home?"

"Sure, but don't sell the older guys short," Nicole replied with a coy smile. "Guys in their thirties and forties can show you a pretty good time."

"Oh? Well, I've never had anything...my parents are older, of course... what I mean is, I've never dated anyone older," Ashley stammered. "I grew up in a small town where everybody knows everybody else. Anyway, most of the older guys were married. And you know how young people are. They think you're weird if you don't date your own crowd."

"I hear you," Nicole said. "I grew up in the same kind of place. But when I got here, I found out that it doesn't make much difference who you date."

Ashley wanted Nicole to continue. Even after a year at college, she still didn't have a full appreciation of being away from home. Away from the tight rein her parents kept on her.

Nicole sensed her new roommate's interest. "In my freshman year, my science lab was taught by a guy about thirty-five. He had this really wry wit, an ironic way of looking at life, that sort of intrigued me. Well, one thing led to another and he hit on me one day when I stayed behind to help him clean up."

"A professor?"

"He was only an instructor at the time. Anyway, a lot of those guys are incredibly horny," Nicole said, chuckling at Ashley's immaturity. "Some of them are pretty kinky, too. Anyway, he came on to me pretty hard and I don't mind telling you that I'd already spent several hours daydreaming about him. Turns out, he wasn't as well-hung as I imagined, but he sure taught me that quantity isn't as important as quality."

"I gather he measured up in the quality department," Ashley prompted when Nicole fell silent.

"He was certainly no slouch in the sack, and he sure knew how to use his tongue! Measured up doesn't even begin to come close to the truth," Nicole said, smiling dreamily. "More like super or out of sight, and even that might slight him. His sexual aura was absolutely devastating! We walked to his place and I got weaker in the knees with each step. I would have spread for him right there in the street if had asked! Josh took me to bed and went at me like a tiger for over three hours, without even pausing to take a deep breath! Honestly, I came so many times, I couldn't move!"

"Wow! That sounds like a fantasy come true!"

Ashley didn't know whether to believe Nicole or not. She certainly sounded sincere and honest. Ashley couldn't comprehend spending three hours in bed with some guy. She wondered if Nicole might have been mistaken about the time.

She also had difficulty crediting the existence of a man who could maintain his interest in a woman that long, let alone an erection! Certainly none of the younger men she knew could carry off such a feat.

"I think it was because Josh was older and more experienced," Nicole said. "I've fooled around with several guys in their thirties or forties, and most of them take you on a much different trip. All too often, the younger guys are like jack rabbits. Hop on, hump twice, and hop off."

Ashley could surely identify with Nicole's description. The few guys she'd spread for were faster than jack rabbits.

"I know where you're coming from," Ashley said.

"I think the younger ones have trouble because they're so anxious, so afraid they won't get it if they don't jump a girl's bones immediately. Josh could go on forever, almost. Oh, he had to rest once in a while, but after he got his rocks off the first time, he seemed to stay hard all night. He didn't mind holding back as long as I was making it." Nicole giggled. "I think the more I got off, the hornier he got. He said he just loved to watch me cum."

Ashley tapped her forehead. "I've got that filed away right here! I didn't know there were guys like that. Guess I'll have to keep my eyes open. Who knows, it might happen to me! I'm tired of playing games with Howie."

"Well, he's only a sophomore, after all. What you ought to do is pick out one of the professors and ask him to be your sexual mentor, so to speak."

"Oh, I don't know," Ashley replied. "I don't think I could just walk up to a guy and ask him to take me on a walk down the yellow brick road. Especially one of the professors."

"Give me a break, honey," Nicole laughed. "They put their pants on one leg at a time, just like all the other guys. Get them outside the classroom, and they're just like any other guy who-likes pussy. I know quite a few who simply love girls almost young enough to be their daughter. Give it some thought. Finger-banging is fun, but not all the time. Know what I mean?"

Ashley wasn't sure she knew, or understood, half of what Nicole was saying. And her roommate's open reference to an act that she considered extremely intimate, so very private, rocked her back on her heels. It was like asking her to get it on with a guy in front of someone else!

Ashley's pussy and clit weren't strangers to her own fingers. But she always had to masturbate in secret. Her mother's insistence that masturbation was sinful made her feel guilty about the times she did succumb to her own desires.

Now Nicole was talking openly about the act with utter frankness. In a tone that implied she was exceptionally knowledgeable of and well-acquainted with the deed, and definitely not adverse to doing it. And she didn't even wear glasses!

"Yeah, maybe you're right," Ashley muttered, trying to sound informed and sophisticated

"But a word of warning about the girls who stay here during the summer," Nicole said. "A few of them are lesbians, and pretty pushy about it at that."

Ashley laughed, and said, "I don't think I would know a lesbian if I met one. There weren't any back home. At least none that I knew of."

"I know there are bisexual girls every where I go," Nicole said. And I think there are lesbians everywhere. They have to be very discreet in small towns, but you can bet they're there. You can't always tell just by looking at a girl if she-likes girls or guys...or both. If you want to pass a little time licking clit, chose a bisexual. Since she-likes cock as much as pussy, she won't try to own you."

"Oh, I could never do that!" Ashley said, aghast.

"Never say never, honey," Nicole said. "You've never been so turned on you lost control, have you?"

"No, I can't say that I have."

"Well, you can only hope that it happens someday," Nicole said. "Anyway, when you get that turned on, you just might do things you didn't think possible."

Nicole rummaged in her underwear drawer and dragged out a pair of thong panties. They were hung up on her vibrator, and she laid them both on the top of the dresser. She pushed her panties aside, picked up the ivory plastic wand and gazed at it wistfully. It was at least eight inches long and two inches thick.

Ashley eyed the gadget critically. "That thing is huge!" she whispered.

"Just the right size for me, honey," Nicole said. She grinned and held the tool up so Ashley could see it better. "My dependable friend in need, when none of the guys I would like to spend the night with have called and I don't want to go without. It never gets soft and gives me a buzz so powerful, I think I'm going to come apart at the seams! It won't ever take the place of a cock or a good tongue, but it sure does a mighty fine job of filling the void. I've had real ones that were bigger, but those magnificent moments are few and far between." She caressed the tool lovingly. "Want to watch me use it?"

Ashley gulped. "What?" she blurted.

Nicole was too wrapped in the desire to get herself off to notice how her question startled Ashley. "Yes, I think I'll just do that. My nerves could use a little soothing." She shivered and looked at her roommate. "If you don't want me to do it in front of you, I could go in the bathroom."

Ashley gulped again. "No," she croaked. "This is your room, too. You should be able to do whatever you want." Secretly, the idea of watching the older girl get herself off thrilled her. Her parents had controlled her half to death. She wanted, needed, to cut the proverbial apron strings, to break out of the confining mold of her small town existence. "I don't have to watch."

"Well, to tell you the truth," Nicole said, "I want you to watch. Call me kinky, but somebody watching me get off makes it more exciting." She grinned and her eyes sparkled. "Hey, why don't we do it together? I would really like that! I could watch you and you could watch me and we would just frig ourselves silly!"

Ashley hesitated. Every nerve in her body quivered like a bow string. "I...don't...know," she stammered in a quaking voice. "I...."

Nicole peeled her clothes off urgently. "Oh, come on, honey, give it a try," she prodded. "Who knows, you just might find out that you like it. The first time I did it with another girl, my motor really raced. I thought I would never stop cumming!"

A look of impish excitement danced in Nicole's bright green eyes. She stripped her scanty panties off and tossed them aside. She turned to face

Ashley and stretched languidly, flaunting her nudity. She spread her legs and fluffed up her red pubic curls.

"I've got a pretty thick bush, don't you think?" she asked casually.

"I...I don't know!" Ashley stammered. "I've never paid any attention to other girls that way."

"Well, take it from me, honey, some redheads have very little pussy hair. If her muff is thin and scraggly, I think she looks better if she shaves."

"Her pussy?" Ashley blurted.

"Of course, honey. A shaved pussy looks positively bawdy!" Her easygoing attitude, the way she audaciously exhibited her pulchritude astonished her naive young roommate.

Ashley looked at her roommate's comely body, at her tits and dense red muff. Her tits were full and firm. Her shapely hips flared out from a trim waist. Her legs were long and stunning, topped by a foxy butt.

Ashley felt an unbelievably potent sensation of sexual agitation pulse through her body. The redhead's risqu' behavior created a firestorm of torrid yearning in her pussy. Her stinging clitoris compelled her to rise to the brazen challenge. Impulsively, she opened her own jeans and skinned out of them, eager to join her girlfriend in the licentious game.

Nicole grinned encouragingly as the young blonde kicked her jeans aside and stripped off her panties. "Everything," she whispered excitedly. "Get naked and let me look at you."

Ashley quickly removed her blouse and bra.

Nicole faced her roommate with her legs spread wide. "God, your body is lovely," she whispered. "Such a perfect build. If you give them a chance, half of the professors in this place will get on their knees and beg to fuck you!"

Ashley blushed all over as Nicole stared openly at her body.

"Open your legs," Nicole exhorted. "Real wide! Let me see your pussy. I know it's as pretty as the rest of you."

Ashley blushed deeper. She slumped in the chair and slowly spread her legs. She couldn't stop her right hand. It went between her thighs and fluffed up her own muff, just as Nicole had done. She felt a blinding shock wave of eroticism flash through her loins. Reflexively, she touched her pussy. Her flesh was uncommonly sensitive. Even the slightest touch sent mind-blowing blasts of wanton fervor racing through her nervous system.

Nicole held the vibrator between her thighs with both hands. She inserted the nose into her sensual cleft and sighed blatantly as the rounded tip stretched the mouth of her pussy. She stared intently at her roommate as she gored her twat with the tool. She started flowing the moment she picked up the vibrator. The stream of slippery love oil became a flood when Ashley undressed. Her snatch slurped faintly as the device slipped inside.

"Oooooo," Nicole purred. "Fucking myself while you watch and jack off sends me to the fucking moon!"

Ashley groaned out loud and started frigging her clit rapidly. She struggled valiantly against the urge to close her eyes. She had to keep them open so she could watch the hot redhead and fuck herself with the vibrator.

Nicole watched Ashley closely and smiled when the young blonde's finger began to dance an erotic jig on her clit. She buried the vibrator in her sex sheath, turned it on and went after her clit with her fuck finger.

Ashley moaned with hedonistic delight. Her ass bounced up and down in the chair and squirmed back and forth. A lusty explosion began to build deep in her loins. Her clit throbbed fiercely.

Nicole's mouth formed a large oval. A look of graphic enchantment covered her face. A mind-boggling barrage of dynamic deliverance tore through her body. She held the vibrator in place with strong cunt muscles and agitated her clit wildly until her pussy gave up its last flutter of fulfillment.

Ashley looked at Nicole and smiled shyly. She had no idea mutual masturbation could make the all-consuming waves of orgasmic pleasure so breathtaking. Her conscience worked overtime, scolding her for capitulating so easily to the indecent enticement. But she simply couldn't resist. The moment Nicole started removing her clothes, she knew she had to join the raunchy fun.

"You liked it, didn't you?" Nicole said.

"Yes," Ashley said, so softly Nicole could barely hear her.

"We'll do it again one of these days," Nicole said.

"Soon?" Ashley said, a little louder.

Nicole laughed out loud. "Yeah, you really liked it. I would stay and do it again right now, but I've got a date with a graduate student and his wife. Don't forget what I said about going after some of the older guys. You're sure to run into a dud now and then, but most of them will turn you inside out."

Ashley stayed sprawled out in the chair and watched her roommate dress. When the door closed behind Nicole, she got the vibrator and fucked herself into exhaustion.

CHAPTER TWO

Ashley had been dating Howie for six months. In that time, he had complimented her perhaps six times. She wondered why she bothered. Maybe she shouldn't. Maybe she wouldn't if he didn't do a better job tonight than he had been doing.

He came into the room with his chin on his bellybutton and his ass dragging out his tracks.

"You look glum," she said. "Bad day at the races?"

"I don't think I passed that stupid damn English class," he pouted. "If I didn't, coach will take away my football scholarship."

"He won't take it away for one failing class, will he?"

"It isn't just one," he said glumly. "I've been on probation all semester. If I lose my scholarship, I'll have to transfer to a junior college, get my grades up and come back here in a year. Then I won't be drafted by the NFL when I expected."

Ashley knew enough about football to know that Howie wasn't good enough to get drafted by the NFL, no matter what he did. She didn't say so. No sense adding fuel to the fire. "Well, maybe you can take the course again this summer, and I can help you." She cringed inwardly. The offer popped out before she got her brain in gear. Tutoring an orangutan in English would be easier. Probably more rewarding, too.

"Let a girl tutor me!" he snorted. "You know I can't do that. The other guys would laugh me out of the locker room."

Ashley breathed an inward sigh of relief. She got off easier than she expected, easier than she should have. She would have to watch her mouth. "What did you plan for tonight?" she asked.

"Nothing," Howie muttered.

"Well, it doesn't make a lot of difference, I guess. Maybe we can go dancing. We haven't done that in a while."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Do you like my dress? I wore it just for you." Her pale blue jersey dress clung to her voluptuous figure like a second skin. She thought it was quite racy.

"Shit, Ashley, when are you going to wear something that looks real sexy? You always wear those things that come all the way up to your chin. And I'll bet you've got on a bra and those damn cotton panties, haven't you?"

"I have to wear a bra, Howie. You know that.

I'm too big to go without one. This dress clings to me so tight, I'd be afraid not to wear one. And my panties do what they're supposed to do."

"A girl ought to wear sexy underwear! Loosen up, girl! Damn, you're so shy and inhibited it almost hurts. Show a little skin! I never get to see you naked except in bed, and then you want the lights off. If you've got a lot, you ought to flaunt it. And you've sure got a lot!"

"I am not inhibited! I do most everything you want me to. Why do you want me to run around looking like a streetwalker?"

"Wake up, girl! Girls ought to dress to attract a guy. Don't you know that a guy-likes for his woman to make other men envious?"

"Why should I do that? I don't have to attract men. I mean, we're together, and I thought that was enough. Why should I chase after other men?"

"You don't understand anything at all, Ashley. You're still living back in the Dark Ages. Hell, the only time we get it on is at night. Have you ever fucked in broad daylight? Have you ever done something on the spur of the moment? Do you have to plan ahead before you're willing to get it on with your guy?"

"I don't intentionally plan things, Howie. It just works out that way. I have a very analytical mind. I guess I could learn to be more...well, more spontaneous, if that's what you want." She had certainly been spontaneous with Nicole!

"That what I want. Just for instance, why don't you blow me, right here, right now?"

He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and waggled it at her. It wasn't hard, so he had to hold it between his fingers rather than in his fist.

She watched his prick wave up and down without saying a word. She thought he was teasing her, trying to see how she would react to his lewd proposition.

"Come on. I dare you. Get down on your knees and give me a blow job. Let me cum in your mouth."

"I thought we were going dancing," she said slowly, unsure of herself, unsure of him.

"Oh, shit, Ashley, we can dance later. Come on. Take it in your mouth. Come on, show me you've got a little spunk. All the lights are on, so I can watch you eat my dick. I like to watch when a chick gives me a blow job."

She would ruin the knees of her pantyhose if she knelt on the carpet. Then she realized how ridiculous that was. She had other pantyhose, and it would take only a minute to change.

Well, if I blow him now, maybe he won't cum tonight before I get off. "Sure. Why not?"

She knelt in front of him. He scooted his ass forward in the chair, opened his legs, and wagged his cock at her again. He held his cock as she lowered her head and took him into her mouth.

He moved his hand away and she held the flaccid shaft between her fingers.

"Come on, baby, suck me off," he muttered. "Use your tongue while you suck. Give me a good blow job. Jack me and lick me. You know what to do. Girls are born knowing how to suck cock."

His cock got thicker and longer. Relatively speaking. It wouldn't get all that long, no matter how much or how hard she sucked. She wrapped her fist around the shaft behind the head. She alternately sucked hard and quick, then twirled her tongue around the head as she stroked him.

He wasn't one of those fellows who lasted a long time with his cock in a girl's mouth. As soon as she got her sucking and tonguing going well, he came. Engrossed in sucking him the way he wanted, the first spurt of cum caught her by surprise. She lost her rhythm for a stroke or two, then quickly regained it and continued to stroke hard and fast. She held her tongue out of the way as he came. She continued to suck, pulling his hot cream down her throat and swallowing it.

His prick softened as quickly as it had hardened. She lifted her head and looked at him.

"Is that what you wanted?"

"Yeah. You aren't bad," he replied, a tinge of disapproval in his voice. "Go rinse your mouth with that strong mouthwash and we'll go dancing. If I have to."

His curt dismissal cut her to the quick. He could at least have given her a better compliment. She sucked cock a lot better now then when they first met. His demand that she rinse her mouth was normal for him. Even when she took his cock in her mouth as part of their limited foreplay, he insisted that she rinse her mouth before he would kiss her.

She thought they would dance the night away. Or a couple of hours, at least. He started complaining about the crowd as soon as they were in the nightclub. She said that he should expect a crowd since it was Saturday night. That made his mood worse. He hardly spoke for the next hour, then demanded that they leave.

She was too polite to stay without him. Besides, he had been drinking heavily, and she was afraid he couldn't drive. They had a minor scene in the parking lot when she said she would drive, but he finally relented. They didn't speak more than three or four words apiece on the way to his off-campus apartment.

"Let's go to bed," he growled.

She undressed and got in bed next to him. He pushed her legs apart, crawled on without preamble and stuck his cock in her.

"Hump your ass, baby," he muttered, working her thighs further apart with his knees.

She flinched and curved her pussy into the right position for his cock. His breath reeked of beer. She knew this fuck was going to be another disappointment. Sucking him off hadn't helped a bit.

She felt the press of his wet knob on her tender pussy lips. He grunted as he gored her, and she grunted louder. She should have played with her pussy a little. She wasn't wet enough for easy entrance.

"Uhhh," he groaned as he drove his prick deep into her. "Good pussy! Nice and tight."

She liked to fuck. If he would take more time, fool around a little first, she would like it even more. She was glad her pussy was snug. A tight pussy was very important to him.

He buried his face in her tits and began to pump slowly in and out. He seldom kissed her, even when they were fucking. She wished he would mash her lips and let her suck his tongue.

She loved the feel of his body between her long, shapely thighs. She met his strokes with upward heaves of her ass. The cling of her pussy around his sliding cock filled her with renewed hope.

Tonight, I'm going to cum on his cock, she told herself. I'm going to cum so hard, my eyes will roll back in my head and I'll lose my breath. If he would make it last longer, I would be all right.

He paused, breathing heavily, and kissed one of her nipples. She caressed his damp shoulders and lifted her tits higher. She wished he would suck her nipples real hard. They were so sensitive. He liked her big, firm titties, but he didn't pay enough attention to them.

His mouth left her tingly tit tip much too soon. His body tensed. His cock swelled in her cunt. That felt wonderful! Her sex channel was so slick and hot. A burning need for release crawled through her crotch. The aching sensation had never been quite as sharp.

"You ready, baby?" he panted.

His stupid question always offended her. If he was a good lover, he would know, she thought. Then a measure of excitement rippled through her body. "Yes," she lied, breathing quickly, hoping it sounded real.

He moaned and stroked faster, sliding far out and far in, pounding her crotch. She sensed another failure. She met his lunges anyway, behaving like the dutiful lover, doing her imitation orgasm to keep his ego intact.

Suddenly, she had another flash of expectation. She felt an exquisite quiver deep in her cunt. She dug her heels into the bed and met his hectic hunches with more abandon. He moaned with pleasure. She dug her fingers into his sweaty shoulders as the ache for satisfaction grew and grew. Now, if he would just hold off a little longer, she would make it. She just knew she would!

He grunted too soon. She felt the throb of his climax, the swift jabbing of his prick, even the swelling in the head of his cock. And then it came-shattering her dream.

"Aaahhh!" he groaned, finishing his strokes with One last lunge.

He flattened out on top of her body, panting in her face. His beer breath nearly choked her. She dropped her legs as a sharp spasm gripped her entire crotch. Her thighs quivered, and he took that as a compliment to his cocksmanship.

"Real good for you, too, huh?" he muttered, resting slackly.

"Yes, honey," she answered dutifully. An awful coldness invaded her.

He failed me again! she thought miserably. He just can't last long enough for me to cum! Why? Is there something wrong with me ? I cum when I play with my pussy. I really came when I played Nicole's little game with her. Am I a lesbian and don't know it?

He kissed her tits fleetingly and drew his prick out of her pussy. He rolled onto his back with a deep sigh of satisfaction. His warm cream oozed from her hole. She hoped he would hold her and say a few loving words. Instead, he turned onto his side and began to snore.

She almost hated him for his insensitivity. He was so sure he was a great lover. She had given him her body again, she got nothing but disappointment!

She punched him in the ribs with her elbow as she got out of bed. She went to the bathroom and washed her pussy. She glared at him with hatred in her eyes as she dressed.

Nicole's bawdy suggestion sounded better with each passing second. She just didn't know if she had the nerve to approach an older man. A professor yet! That was asking a bit much of her. She had an excellent brain. She didn't have a lot of self-confidence.

CHAPTER THREE

Ashley slammed the door behind her and leaned against it, hurt, furious, frustrated, confused, absolutely crushed.

Nicole hadn't come back yet. Probably wouldn't until morning.

Did she really have a date with a man and his wife? She has no reason to lie. I'm certainly no competition. What's it like to do it with a man and woman ? I know she's bisexual. She as much as told me so. Well, if that's what it takes to go to bed with a man and woman, I'll never know what it's like.

Who was she kidding anyway? She couldn't even give Howie what he wanted. She did give herself credit for trying. She even purchased a book on how to be a better sexual partner and a vibrator so she could learn to be more orgasmic. It took time to overcome her upbringing.

She brushed her teeth and put on her pajamas. She snuggled down, but her eyes refused to close. She kicked the covers off and got up. She took off her pajamas and got her vibrator. She lay down and spread her legs.

She forgot to lubricate the vibrator. She rummaged in the drawer of her bed table and found the small tube of lubricant that came with the tool. She greased it up good and lay back again. With the tool well-lubricated, she could shove it in with one hard, penetrating thrust, just the way Howie skewered her when he couldn't wait to ram his prick into her tender little pussy.

She had looked forward to fucking Howie. After her raunchy session with Nicole, she knew she was going to get off on his cock. The vibrator was a poor substitute, but it was better than nothing. Come to think of it, nothing was what she got from Howie. She twisted the bottom of the vibrator to turn it on and listened to the low humming sound. She placed the smooth tip between the lips of her pussy. She let her legs fall father apart and nosed the plastic tool into her hole.

"Ummmm," she moaned, shoving the vibrator all the way in suddenly.

She brought her legs together slowly, squeezing her thighs tightly over her pussy. All signs of the vibrator disappeared. With it buried completely in her sex channel, she could barely hear the faint humming.

She lay that way for a while, her mind going blank, the pleasing little tremors rippling out from her groin. The sensations made her buns flex and her toes tingle. She set the vibrator on low, so it wasn't too strong. The first time she used it, she set it on high and it almost drove her crazy.

As though detached from her body and had a life of its own, her right hand wandered across her stomach. It stopped with the heel on her pussy mound and her fingers pointing down. Her middle finger eased into the top of her slit and touched her clit. The tip began moving in slow circles over the erect bud.

She liked her love button. It gave her such wonderful feelings. The hard vibrator droning inside her felt good, but it was her finger that would bring her off. She had never had a vaginal orgasm, believed what she'd read about such orgasms being a figment of the imagination.

The picture of a man invaded her blank mind, took shape slowly. A faceless, older man with a strong body and a big, hard cock. His cock, not her vibrator, filled her pussy. His finger played over her clit, although she never reasoned out how he could have his cock in her and his finger on her clit at the same time. Logic wasn't her strong suit when her hot pussy infused her mind with such pleasure. What mattered was that it was someone else making her feel so good. Masturbating embarrassed her.

The finger on her clit moved a little faster. The soft tingles swelling in her pussy strengthened, got a hard edge to them. Her ass squirmed around on the bed. Her left hand lifted itself and moved to her tit. She twiddled her stiff nipple, occasionally pinching it tenderly and drawing it out to its full length.

The tingles in her loins grew stronger. Her finger moved faster. Soon, it was going back and forth and around in circles, worrying her clit, coaxing all those glorious feelings from it. Her breathing became labored. She felt the deep, warm flush that preceded an orgasm spread over her body. The man in her mental picture thrust in and out of her cunt with heavy-duty strokes. Her body started vibrating and jerking.

Her hips arched off the bed, lifting her ass high. Her climax came abruptly, moments before she thought it would. She panted and gasped as the finger playing over her clit moved faster.

Suddenly, all of the golden sensations dissipated. The vibrator hummed inside her cunt, but her clit felt lifeless. Her ass fell back to the bed. She opened her legs and removed the vibrator. She grasped it firmly in her fist and ran the tip over her clit, but nothing else happened. Her fun for that night, such as it was, was over.

She washed the vibrator, put it away, and went back to bed. She pulled up the covers, and settled down.

She couldn't go to sleep, however. She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. Her orgasm had been totally unsatisfactory, had failed entirely to relieve the tension. She thought about Howie.

"He's history," she said out loud. "I'll find a way to do what Nicole suggested, one way or the other. I'm tired of this shit!"

CHAPTER FOUR

Ashley hurried down the hall before she lost her nerve. She looked neither right nor left, determined to complete her mission, come hell or high water.

The door to the professor's office was open. He was bent over his desk, filling out forms. She waited for him to notice her. When he didn't, she rapped her knuckles on the door a couple times.

"Professor Graff, may I see you? About a personal matter."

He leaned back in his chair and studied her a moment, trying to remember her name. "Miss O'Brien, isn't it? The semester is over, Miss O'Brien, and your grade is final."

She smiled faintly. She hoped her anxiety wasn't too obvious. "I don't want to talk about my grade. You can't improve on an A."

"Very well. Come in."

She closed the door behind her and stood in front of his desk.

"Sit, Miss O'Brien. You make me nervous standing there shifting from foot to foot."

Not half as nervous as I am! she thought. She sat and crossed her legs. She might as well show a little leg. If her plan worked, he would see a lot more soon anyway.

Graff let his eyes drift slowly up and down her body. "What can I do for you?"

She wished he would offer her a cup of coffee from the imagine European coffee maker sitting on the credenza behind his desk. She rarely smoked, but a cigarette right now would help, too. He simply looked at her and waited. She would just have to calm her nerves without the help of caffeine and nicotine.

She gathered her courage, took a deep breath and blurted, "I want you to teach me about sex."

He snapped his chair forward and sat up very straight. "I beg your pardon," he said softly. "Did I hear you correctly?"

She nodded. "I'll be a sophomore in the fall. I won't be your student, so you don't have to worry about conflict."

"That remains to be seen. How old are you, Miss O'Brien?"

"Nineteen." She squirmed nervously.

"What's your given name?"

"Ashley." She tried to smile. "My friends call me a brainy nerd. I think the terms are redundant. I've thought about it a lot, and I want you to be my sexual mentor." She had thought about it less than two hours. He didn't need to know that she was acting purely on impulse. And Nicole's suggestion. "I know this is an unusual request. I don't imagine you get asked every day to be someone's sexual mentor."

"Unusual is an understatement, young lady. Why me? Why not a young man, someone your own age?"

"They're clumsy and out for their own satisfaction. I'm not a virgin, Professor Graff. I know a little. I practice good hygiene, I don't gossip and I think I can get over my shyness."

"I need a drink," he said slowly. "Since you don't gossip, I don't suppose I'll go to jail if I offer you one."

She relaxed visibly. At least he hadn't thrown her out. Yet. "Not Scotch," she said. "I don't like the taste."

"Neither do I, Ashley. I drink good Tennessee sour mash. Can you take it straight?"

"The whiskey?" she joked.

"Well, you have a sense of humor at least. This isn't a joke, is it? Something your sorority put you up to?"

"I don't belong to a sorority, Professor Graff. They all say that I lack the social graces. I've been on the dean's list every semester, and I plan to graduate Phi Beta Kappa."

Graff took a pint of whiskey and two glasses from his desk drawer. He poured two fingers into each glass and pushed one across the desk. He lifted his glass and said, "Cheers. Brainy and attractive, huh? If I remember how fraternities and sororities work, your lack of social graces doesn't bother them nearly as much as your brains."

She knocked back half of her drink and got bold. "I like to dance, Professor Graff, but we don't have any music. If you're not interested, I don't need to sit here and embarrass myself further."

"Spunky. So we don't get off on the wrong foot, tell me why you want to learn about sex."

"If you mean am I going to get pregnant and stick you with a bill for fatherhood, the answer is no. I take care of my own birth control. I don't believe anybody ought to hold somebody else responsible for something she can and ought to do for herself.

"I'm not beautiful, Professor Graff. Attractive, maybe. I have a good body. A little tall for some men, maybe a little too heavy. My breasts are big and firm, which the guys like. They always want to maul them and chew on them anyway. I think my butt is a little too wide. So is my mouth. But that has its advantages. I haven't met a man too big for my mouth. My legs are probably my best feature. I haven't been used much, so I'm pretty tight. I know how to do exercises to stay that way.

"That's background. My intelligence scares men. If I'm good enough in the sack, I'll eventually meet one who won't care about my brains. I like sex. I don't like the experiences I've had so far. I need to know how to make sure a man satisfies me."

"Rational. Obviously, you have given this a lot of thought. You said you know a little. Tell me what."

"The basics, obviously." She took another sip of her drink and found a little more courage. "Men tell me that I'm very handy and have a good mouth. My problem isn't what I can do for men. It's what they do for me. Or don't do. I know how to give myself an orgasm, so I know what it feels like. I've never had one with men. They tell me that I'm frigid. I think the problem is theirs, but I don't know enough to prove it. My roommate-likes older men. She suggested that I try one."

"Did she put you up to this?"

"Not really. She merely suggested it. She didn't mention you by name. She's convinced that older men are better lovers.

"Some are, some aren't. Why me? Don't you know any older men who would be willing to teach you?"

"You remind me of my father. I've had a crush on him ever since I can remember. Besides, you're tall enough that my height won't be a bone of contention between us."

"Honest. You have a lot of good qualities." He looked her over carefully again. "Not exactly mission impossible. If I accept, what are you willing to do?"

"Most anything but pain or degradation. Tell me it's part of my education, and I'll try it, at least once." She didn't mention licking pussy. The thought never entered her mind. She was interested in what happens between a man and a woman, not between two women.

"Fair enough."

He stood and stared at her across the desk. He came around the desk and pulled her to her feet. She looked up into his face. She sensed an abrupt change in his manner. He took her hand in his, and she felt his power. Her whole body quivered slightly. Her insides turned to mush as his eyes wandered over her body. Her nipples hardened and her breath caught in her throat. She felt a flood of juice in her pussy. She stared into his eyes for what felt like hours, but was only seconds.

A knowing gleam sparkled in his eyes. He put his hand on the upper slope of her ass and rubbed his thumb back and forth, sending chills up and down her spine. Her hard nipples pressed against her thin silk blouse. He smiled and gazed at her with eyes that penetrated to the core of her soul. Everything about him made her unable to think clearly or intelligently.

He sat her on the couch and sat down by her.

She felt his hand sliding under her skirt, and knew she was lost. She sighed and relinquished control to him. His hand slowly worked its way to the edge of her wet panties.

"Open your legs," he said softly.

Her legs seemed to spread automatically to allow his hand access. His fingers drew small circles on her hairy mound. She moaned loudly.

"Why do I feel this way with you?" she whispered. "I've never felt like this with anyone."

"You came here prepared to submit to me," he said. "Raise your ass." Sure, strong fingers pulled at her panties as he slid them over her butt and down her legs. "Now, raise your skirt."

She pulled one foot out of her panties and left them hanging around her other ankle. She lifted her skirt and one of his strong hands took possession of her pussy. His fingertips brushed over her erect nipples. He drew her to him and kissed her. She felt totally powerless. She hadn't expected to fall so completely under his spell. She didn't even know he could cast a spell! She knew he could do whatever he wished with her; could possess her completely, and she would eagerly help him. She fought for control of her senses. And lost.

He put one hand behind her head, and his kiss became harder. He broke the kiss and looked at her with a faint smile. Carefully, he took one nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it through her blouse. "Take off your clothes!" he said. "I want to see you naked."

Wildly aroused, she leaped to her feet and stripped off her clothes. She stood before him, naked, entirely confused but without embarrassment. "I don't know why I feel this way," she muttered. "I don't have any control over myself. Fuck me, Peter. I know I can cum with you."

He reached between her legs and rubbed her torrid slit. "I don't do anything halfway, Ashley. I'm not going to fuck you and teach you about sex, I'm going to debauch you. You know what that means, don't you?"

She spread her legs and began to hunch on his hand. "Yes," she whispered, her voice shaky with passion. "You're going to corrupt me and make me a depraved woman, your whore."

He opened her fleshy, wet gash and ran the tip of his finger through it. "Do you want me to corrupt you and make you a depraved woman?"

He rubbed her clit and she nodded eagerly.

"Yes!" she exclaimed softly. "I want to be utterly sexual and lascivious, an X-rated woman! Tell me what to do, and I'll show you how wanton I can learn to be."

He took her nipples between his fingers. He smiled as she offered her tits for him to pinch and fondle.

"When are you going to fuck me, Peter?" she whispered.

"When I'm ready."

Leaning forward, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it until it was red and engorged. He released it and took the other one in his mouth. She moaned softly as he slowly drove her crazy.

"Will you at least show me your cock?" she whispered.

Removing his mouth from her tit, he gave her a look that said everything. He was in total control of her and her senses. He was going to use her as he wished. If she wanted out, now was the time to make her move. She didn't want out. She wanted him and everything he did to her. She was on fire!

"Kneel between my legs," he said. Holding her tender nipples tightly, he pulled her down on her hands and knees. "Open my pants and take out my cock." He watched closely as she quickly obeyed.

She fished his cock out and stared at it with wide eyes. "Oh, my God!" she breathed. "I thought Nicole's vibrator was big. This thing is huge! Now I'm glad I have such a big mouth."

He took his dick away from her and rubbed the head over her lips. "Suck it," he said. He leaned back with his hands behind his head.

CHAPTER FIVE

Ashley had never in her life been so hot. Her clitoris quivered. Her pussy spasmed. Her nipples pulsed. She had to open her mouth wide to take Peter's prick. Slowly, she let the huge knob enter the soft warmth of her mouth. Running her tongue around the sensitive tip, she tasted the subtle flavor of his pre-cum. She sucked him in farther. The tip touched the back of her throat, and she gagged. She pulled back a little and began to bob her head.

"Play with your clit," Peter said. "Get yourself all worked up."

She was all worked up! Eagerly, she fingered her erect love button, sending herself to even greater heights of passion. She sucked his dick more vigorously, taking the head deeper into her mouth. He put his hands behind her head and thrust his cock down her throat, sliding it into the soft tightness with strong, deep plunges. She had the hang of it now, and easily took him without gagging. He pulled her face up to his and kissed her passionately. She moaned and returned his kiss with fervor in her soul and fire in her pussy.

He stood and undressed quickly. He picked her up and put her on the couch on her back. He put her right leg over the back, pushed her left leg off the couch and sat down. "Pretty pussy," he said softly. He leaned into her crotch and lapped her slit with great gusto.

"Oh, yeah, lick my pussy, baby! Your tongue feels wonderful! Get my clit, baby, get it good!"

She closed her eyes and savored his oral tribute to her pretty pussy. Nobody had ever licked her so thoroughly. There was no doubt that she was going to cum. She willed herself to relax and let her climax come on naturally. The foregone conclusion arrived on stealthy little cat feet and rippled over her in balmy waves. She crested gently and coasted down slowly.

She tugged on his shoulder insistently. He roll back and she got on her hands and knees over him. She dragged her tits over his face. She lowered her chest and buried his face in the twin towers of ivory mammary flesh. She raised up and touched a nipple to his lips.

He took the long, bloated tit tip into his mouth. He alternately nipped gently and sucked hard. She gave him her other tit. Soon, both nipples stood out like thick, wet stalks.

Her nipples grazed his skin as she crawled over him. She stopped with her crotch over his face. Her sultry gash gaped at him, two fat folds of succulent flesh once more inviting his tongue. She held his cock with one hand, drew her ass up, and lowered her twat and head at the same time. His cockhead slid smoothly between her lush lips as her hairy snatch settled onto his mouth. He savory sex sauce flowed freely as he licked her long, hairy slit avidly.

She kept her lips sealed around his stately stalk as she steadily slid her mouth up and down. She held his prick in one hand and cupped his balls in her other hand. Her lips went further down the stem of hard flesh as she slowly absorbed the full length and the knob entered her throat.

Hot blood raced through her body. Flames of lust consumed her. She tightened her thighs against his head and ground her fervent crack into his mouth. The gooey flesh nearly smothered him in a voluptuous warmth as she jerked her ass back and forth. His broad, fiat tongue tenderly mauled her feverish joy buzzer.

Her body trembled. Then bucked and jerked. Her hot seam erupted and love juice poured into his mouth. Her bucking and jerking became turbulent. She swallowed his entire love wand. She snorted and snuffled and sucked avidly.

She whirled around and stared at him with blazing eyes. She grabbed his cock, jerked it frantically, then stuck the head in her soggy hole. He lay still and let her have her way, amazed by her hot-blooded, unexpected passion. She sank down on his cock slowly. A deep, drawn-out gurgle of exhilaration bubbled from her mouth as her lusty love tunnel ingested his prong. She sat fully erect, her back straight, her tits pushed way out. She tweaked her nipples and pulled her tits.

He reached into her crotch and touched her cunt lips. "Ride my cock, baby!" he exclaimed. "Make your beautiful tits dance."

She leaned over, put her hands on his shoulders and dangled her tits in his face. "I've never felt so fucking good," she moaned. Her fascinating fanny began to rise and fall methodically. "If I feel so wonderful after just one orgasm, imagine how I'll feel when I cum so much I lose my mind!" On each downstroke, she twisted her hips in tight circles. "How long can you hold off?" she panted, her voice loaded with lust.

"As long as you need," he said confidently.

She rode his prick anxiously, gradually increasing the speed of her fucking. She stared into his eyes. Her mouth hung open. Her tongue slithered steadily over her lips, leaving a shiny coat of saliva on her bright red lipstick.

Hard contractions of an impending climax started deep in her belly. She grabbed his hands, extended his arms fully, and pinned them to the couch over his head. The position gave her better leverage to hump her ass. Her tits jiggled and danced near his mouth as her ass rose and fell in a rapid rhythm. She reveled in the feel of the lusty lance plunging in and out of her cunt.

Her piercing scream suddenly filled the room. Her ass moved with increased vigor for a few seconds. Then stopped dead still with his long lance buried to the hilt in her turbulently spasming snatch.

He grabbed her twitching ass with both hands. He kept his cock buried in her sheath and fucked her furiously. She ground her clit against his groin, cumming so hard she could barely breathe.

Her body went slack. He pushed her off him, rolled her over and knelt behind her. He grabbed her haunches and tugged.

She rose to her hands and knees. "Fuck me some more, Peter!" she moaned. "Oh, God, please, fuck me more! I'm still cumming."

He felt like a knight in shining armor, ten feet tall, with a two-foot cock. Fuck her, he would. He would stuff his dick far up her cunt. Without finesse, he stuck the head of his dick in her and slammed forward.

She rocked forward with a sharp gasp. She ended up with her head on the couch and her shapely ass sticking up in the air. She arched her back, turning her snatch up. He clung to her hips as he bored into her, reaming her spastic sheath with his rampant rod.

He fucked her with drawn-out, pile-driving strokes. She threw her ass back to meet his thrusts. Her slick sex sheath accepted him easily, yet felt as tight as any he had ever poked.

She moaned steadily as he drove his prick in and out, using the full length of the tool. Each time he pulled back until only the thick knob was inside her, he paused. She trembled and tightened her cunt muscles. When he slammed forward with his full force, his balls slapped into the nest of hair covering her slit.

Her movements became more frenzied. Her moans got louder. She began to writhe. Deep, gut-wrenching spasms tore at her belly. He fucked her faster. She gave a loud, strangled cry. Her body convulsed, then became a spastic rubbery mass of flesh shaking out of control.

He kept his cock buried in her cunt and pressed one finger against her ass-hole. She shivered and cried out as his finger slowly slid into her virgin ass. Her startled cry changed to moans of passion as he finger-fucked her rectum.

"Spread your cheeks," he said.

Reaching back with both hands, she spread her cheeks apart. Withdrawing his finger, he pressed the head of his dick to her hot ass-hole. She cried out softly as he worked his way past the tight sphincter and slid deep into her ass. She moaned and quivered as he fucked her butt slowly.

Whimpering with each lunge, she held her ass wide open as he repeatedly plunged his prick into her back door. She cried out with delight and pushed back to meet his thrusts.

"Deeper!" she yelled as he drove his cock into her ass. She felt her release coming, then felt his cock swell and surge into her hole, rocketing her to even greater heights. "Harder! Fuck my ass harder!"

He came in deep, throbbing spurts. His hot cream filled her ass to overflowing. Cum squirted out around the shaft of his prick. The sticky fluid ran down her hairy crack and the inside of her thighs.

She fell forward slowly, sort of oozing down to lie on her stomach. He left her on the couch and went to the small bathroom attached to his office. He came back a few minutes later, sat down and pulled her onto his lap. He brushed her hair away from her flushed face and kissed her gently.

"God, Peter, you really fucked me good," she sighed. "I have never felt so horny, or reached that level of passion. Never ever."

"You're just as tight as you said. Have you ever been fucked up the ass?"

"No. You meant it when you said you were going to debauch me, didn't you?"

"If you want to continue your lessons, come to my house tonight. About seven."

She hesitated, and he thought she was going to back out.

"Don't be indecisive," he said.

"I'm not. I just can't make up my mind." She chuckled and squirmed on his lap.

'There's that wonderful sense of humor again. Are you going to back out?"

"Actually, I was trying to think if I have a sexy dress to wear."

"Don't worry about it. Whatever you wear, you won't have it on long."

She laughed out loud. "Then wild horses couldn't keep me away."

"The bathroom is over there."

She slid off his lap and hurried to the bathroom so she wouldn't dribble on his imagine carpet. She washed away the confirmation of their passion, shivering with delight every time she touched her pussy. She returned to his office and dressed without embarrassment.

"Nicole was right," she said. "Older men are better lovers." She kissed him tenderly.

"You aren't the same young woman who came in here a while ago," he said.

"God, I hope not! I don't see how any girl could be after taking that club you've got hanging between your legs." She kissed him again. "See you tonight. With bells on."

"But no underwear," he laughed.

"And no inhibitions!" she trilled as she left.

CHAPTER SIX

Ashley wore a white, micro-miniskirt that barely covered her ass, a sheer white blouse and white high heel pumps. She parked on the street and walked up the long, winding walk to Graff's house. The size and grandeur of the place astonished her. She expected a college professor to live in more modest digs.

Peter answered the doorbell. He looked different away from the classroom. The touch of gray at his temples was just the right contrast to his slightly unruly brown hair. She felt his eyes on her tits and smiled. He paused a moment to give his tongue time to soften. "Hello, Ashley." He gave her a kiss on each cheek.

"If you don't do better than that, I'm going back to the student union and try again!" she teased. She held his head with both hands and kissed him on the mouth.

He took her hand and led her down a long hall with a highly polished hardwood floor. He stopped at an open door and motioned for her to enter. The stately furnishings and decor impressed her. A small fire burned in the fireplace, giving the semi-dark room a cozy feeling.

A sexy brunette of about thirty-five rose from an antique settee and smiled. She was shorter than Ashley, and not quite as well-stacked.

"Ashley, this is my loving wife, Danielle. Danielle, this young beauty is Ashley O'Brien, one of my students. A straight-A student, as a matter-of-fact."

Ashley hoped she hid her bewilderment well as she took Danielle's offered hand. "Former student," she said. She turned toward Peter and whispered, "I thought we would be alone. I didn't know you were married."

"It didn't seem to matter to you, so I didn't say anything. Surely, you don't think a respectable college professor can afford such luxury." He laughed softly. "My wife is loaded."

Danielle clasped Ashley's hand firmly and warmly. "My husband and I are a good match," she said with a soft, sexy laugh. "I'm fully loaded and he's well-hung. Welcome. I'm glad Peter invited you. May I call you Ashley? And you call me Danielle."

"Please do," Ashley replied.

"Oh, stop fidgeting, dear," Danielle said. "My husband and I don't keep secrets from each other. I know you want him to be your sexual mentor." She touched Ashley's cheek lovingly. "I like to check out the women my husband fucks."

Ashley nearly swallowed her tongue. Peter brought drinks in big cut-crystal mugs and saved her from having to answer immediately.

"I hope you like Irish coffee," he said.

"I've never had it," Ashley said. She sipped her drink and tried to collect her wits. "Mmmmm, it's good."

Peter sat in his chair and let the women talk. He knew that his wife knew just how to handle an inexperienced young woman. She had done so many times.

He was so unobtrusive that Ashley nearly forgot he was there. The whiskey warmed her all over, and the crackling fire gave the setting an intimate ambiance.

"Does nudity bother you?" Danielle asked.

Ashley shrugged. "I don't know how I feel about being nude in mixed company. I live in an all-girl dorm, so we run around naked a lot of the time. I don't mind looking at naked people. Especially if they're good-looking."

"Peter tells me that you have brains in addition to your obvious physical attributes. I imagine that one or the other has helped you make a lot of friends."

Ashley suddenly felt a lot more comfortable with the unusual situation. She felt like she was floating on a cloud of euphoria, induced partly by anticipation and partly by alcohol. She had the feeling that Peter and Danielle were going to introduce her to something special, and she could hardly wait.

"Having big tits and brains has its drawbacks. I don't known anyone I can call a close friend. My roommate is a friend, but not what you could call a good friend. The girls are jealous and the boys are scared." She looked at Peter and grinned. "You didn't know who I was before today, did you?"

"I learned a lot in a hurry," he chuckled. "And I hope to learn a lot more."

"My husband never stops learning," Danielle said with a throaty chuckle. "That's one of the things I like about him. He said he asked you to come naked under your dress. Did you?"

"Cum?" Ashley quipped with a big grin. "Not since this morning, when your husband worked me over good."

"I told you that she has a good sense of humor," Peter laughed.

Danielle chuckled and sat on a large, plush couch. "I adore sexy girls with a sense of humor. Come here."

"There's that magic word again," Ashley laughed. She sensed that she was going to need both of her hands free. She set her mug on the coffee table and stood in front of Danielle. She inhaled deeply. "I love your perfume. It's very sexy."

"I believe in spending my money," Danielle said.

Danielle ran her hand on the inside of Ashley's thigh up to her crotch. "You are as lovely as Peter said." She let her hand rest on the young blonde's mound. "You paid him a great honor by choosing him to teach you. Of course, you'll also benefit greatly. He's a very good lover." She eased her middle finger into Ashley's pussy. "Mmmmmm, just as tight as Peter said."

Ashley sighed and shivered. She had never been touched intimately by another woman. She liked it. She lifted her skirt so she could see Danielle's hand. "My pussy hasn't been used much," she whispered. "I've had more cocks in my mouth than in my pussy.""

"Young men can be so stupid," Danielle said. "I like their stamina, but their stupidity sometimes drives me right up the wall. Has anyone humped your rump?"

"Only once," Ashley replied. She looked at Peter. He grinned and nodded. "Peter reamed it good this morning."

"Did you like it?" Danielle asked.

"Yes. Very much. I thought it would hurt a lot more than it did. Guess I was too hot to notice whether or not it hurt."

"I don't imagine it did," Danielle said. "You're built for fucking."

"I hope so," Ashley said eagerly. "I want to be a skilled sexual partner. Not indiscriminate, just a wanton witch who can turn a man inside-out with pleasure."

"I think you're well on your way," Danielle chuckled.

"Are you going to help Peter debauch me?"

"Oh, yes! We both like fresh young pussy."

"Are you going to lick my pussy?"

"Oh, darling, I'm going to lick your sweet little slit and make you scream with pleasure," Danielle chuckled. "Peter loves to watch me go down on a girl."

"I think that must be a very exciting sight," Ashley said.

"Has a woman ever licked your pussy?"

"No," Ashley said quietly. "Until you put your finger in me, I thought I couldn't stand for another woman to touch me."

Danielle wiggled her finger. "And now you want me to lick your pussy, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!" Ashley exclaimed softly. "That means that I'll have to lick your pussy, doesn't it?" She knew the question sounded clumsy. She couldn't help it. A carnal fog had settled in her head and she couldn't think straight.

"You don't have to lick my pussy, or do anything else you don't want to do, darling," Danielle said quietly. "Peter and I debauch only girls who are willing. We never force anybody to do anything."

"I told Peter that I would try most anything that doesn't involve pain or degradation," Ashley said quickly. "I won't be totally debauched until I lick pussy. I have to learn about toys, fingers, tongues, cocks, whatever."

"Yes, if you're going to be totally wanton, you have to have a thorough education in all those things. We won't get to everything this time. You'll have to come back again." Danielle grinned lewdly. "Probably several times."

Ashley wiggled her pussy on Danielle's fingers. "Try to keep me away," she breathed.

"Your Irish coffee is getting cold, dear," Danielle said. She took her finger out of Ashley's pussy and put it in her mouth.

Ashley's hand shook as she picked up her mug. It clinked lightly against her teeth as she drained it.

Danielle stood and took off her dress. Underneath, she wore a black silk bodysuit with peek-a-boo cut-outs for her tits, and no crotch. Ashley's eyes locked on Danielle's splendid tits. Danielle slowly rubbed her nipples until they were big and hard. Ashley felt her pussy getting very hot and wet watching the horny brunette. Danielle looked at Ashley and smiled dreamily.

"Do you like to look at my tits? Do they excite you?"

"Yes, very much." Ashley felt her pussy getting wetter just thinking about those gorgeous globes. Her hand slid down and rubbed her mound. "I won't have any trouble doing everything with you."

Danielle took Ashley's hand and put it on one of her tits. Gently squeezing the resilient flesh sent a sudden rush of blood through Ashley's whole body. She felt as if she had suddenly awakened in a mysterious, exciting place. The brunette's firm mounds of flesh captivated her. She fondled them all over, then took a nipple in her mouth.

Danielle moaned and put her hand between Ashley's legs. She let Ashley suck on her nipples for a few moments. She lifted her head and kissed her on the mouth, a lingering kiss filled with longing. She broke the kiss and said softly, "Kissing you makes me so damn horny! Undress, darling. I have to see you naked."

Ashley took off her skirt and blouse and tossed them on a chair. She looked directly at Danielle as she fluffed up her blonde bush. The long lips of her pussy hung out of the tangle of curls, looking so alluring. She leaned over to take off her shoes. She shook her chest slightly so her tits would swing and sway.

Danielle stared at the blonde's luscious ass sticking up in the air and her heavy tits dangling under her chest. She studied Ashley's hairy slit winking at her from between her shapely thighs, then walked around to look at her in profile. Her eyes lit up and her breathing quickened. "Stunning," she said softly. "Absolutely breathtaking."

Ashley straightened up. Thick, erect nipples capped her proud, upswept tits. She shivered slightly under Danielle's admiring gaze. She couldn't help wondering how it was going to feel when she put her tongue in the woman's pussy. "Thank you," she said. "I hope I live up to your expectations. Just tell me what you want me to do."

Danielle kissed Ashley on the mouth. Ashley felt like a brazen hussy. Warm juice gushed down her channel and soaked the hair along her slit. Peter took her in his arms and kissed her. His tongue shot into her mouth. His silk blazer felt so good against her naked flesh. Her aroused nipples scrubbed against the sensuous material and became so hard they felt like they would burst. His stiff prick pressed urgently into her naked lower belly. Her pussy gushed harder. His fingers dipped between her creamy thighs and she gasped from the searing contact of his hand on her cunt.

"Oooooo," she whimpered.

His fingers searched in the wet, velvety folds of her snatch and probed her oozing hole deftly.

"Ohhhhh, Peter!" she whimpered.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Ashley," he said softly. "You're a very passionate young woman. The problem is with the young men."

"Let me have her," Danielle said. She kissed Ashley, then laughed softly. "You'd better sit down before you fall down, darling. I can hear your knees knocking."

Ashley sat down and looked at Danielle expectantly. "You both have such a compelling sensual aura," she said.

Danielle knelt in front of Ashley and pushed her knees apart. "I want to see your pussy."

Ashley threw her left leg over the arm of the couch and stretched her right leg along the couch. She looked down at Danielle, smiling faintly. "There it is, darling," she said softly. "I hope you like it as much as your husband does."

Danielle gazed hungrily at the wet slit. "It looks so appetizing, darling. Such a big, sexy clit. Bigger than mine, and mine isn't little by any means." She leaned in and started licking.

"Oh, Danielle," Ashley breathed. "Your tongue feels fantastic! No one has ever licked my pussy like that."

Peter had undressed and waited for the proper moment. Ashley looked at the huge, throbbing tool sticking out from his loins. It looked so awesome, so potent. His pounding pulse made it bounce up and down. If he wanted her to suck it, all he had to do was stick it in her mouth. She would suck the damn thing dry! He did stick it in her mouth. She looked up at him with sparkling eyes and sucked tenderly.

Danielle got up and sat by Ashley on the couch. Her brown eyes sparkled with excitement. She brushed back the blonde curls from Ashley's damp forehead. She dragged her polished nails lightly over Ashley's hot skin. She caressed her tits delicately.

Ashley's nipples became even more bloated. The coral areolae puckered distinctly in unequivocal confirmation of the carnal emotions coursing through her quaking frame. She chuckled deep in her throat.

"Peter is going to fuck you and blow off some pressure first, dear," Danielle said. She leaned over and placed her fully open mouth on Ashley's beautiful tit.

Peter stood in front of Ashley and fingered her moist pink slit. She hunched at his marauding fingers. She was swimming in a sea of sexual arousal. Her brain reeled with pure sensual delight. Her cunt ached for his stiff cock. She was his for the taking! Pleasure surged through her and lifted her to a magical plane of ecstasy. Her hips churned rhythmically. Soft mewls of rapture flowed unchecked from her gaping mouth. She looked past Danielle's head at his cock as it nudged her cunt.

"Oh, Peter," she moaned.

"You're so beautiful, so sexy," he murmured. He pushed the engorged head of his bloated cock past the protecting petals of her cunt lips.

"Oh, yes, baby, fuck me!" Ashley cried. "I'll die if you don't fuck me!"

Danielle lifted her head and grinned. "We've got a real hot young bitch this time, darling," she said, terribly pleased with Ashley. "Better do as she says. Be a damn shame to let such a beautiful, horny girl die because you didn't fuck her!" She giggled, and resumed her tit sucking. Watching her man plow a tight young furrow really turned her on.

"Aaahhh!" Ashley groaned as the giant rod parted her cunt lips and inched its way into her clinging passage. She tried to spread her thighs wider, subconsciously thinking that would make more room for his massive lance.

"Such glorious tits," Danielle said softly. "Peter and I both adore big tits."

Peter continued to ease forward, shoving his long, hard cock into the luscious, horny young woman. Ashley thought his lust-swollen cock would split her cunt wide open. The knob nudged the mouth of her womb. His heavy, sperm-laden balls rested against the cheeks of her ass. Danielle added a kinky pizzazz to Ashley's excitement.

"Fucking a man while his wife watches is wild," she murmured.

Peter withdrew slowly, pulling the lips of her twat out with his rock-hard shaft. He surged forward and buried the full length of his cock to the hilt with one deep, hard stroke.

Ashley gasped. Licentious liquid soaked her snatch, easing his way into her tender passage. Her tight sheath rippled around his prong. Her ass twitched and hunched. "Oh, God, baby, I love it when you go so fucking deep!" she moaned.

He grinned and put her legs over his shoulders. He held onto her thighs and fucked her with electrifying, pile-driving strokes. Danielle worked on her tits, going from one to the other. She cupped the heavy mounds with both hands and milked them with her lips. She ran her tongue over the bloated tips and nipped them between her teeth, producing sensations of stormy excitement in the blonde beauty.

Peter fucked the slit between her wide-spread thighs relentlessly, repeatedly burying his passion-bloated shaft completely in her liquefied, clinging cunt. Every third or fourth stroke, he withdrew until only the mushroom-shaped knob was in her tight honey hole, then drove back in with enough force to rock her body.

"Oh, God, I love it!" Ashley screamed. She thought the sound was only in her mind. She heard someone yelling, but didn't know it was her. "I love your cock, baby! Fuck my brains out! Suck my tits! Fuck my cunt!"

A deep shuddering tremor shook her body. She rocked and rolled and churned. Barely aware that she was making it difficult for Danielle to suck her tits, she looped her arm around the brunette's neck. Potent sparks of pleasure burst into raging flames between her legs. A hot flood of total arousal bathed her body and mind. Her molten cunt bloomed open in breathless acceptance. She hunched her crotch up and twisted her ass in tight circles, exuberantly receiving each deep thrust of Peter's plundering prick.

He leaned over at an angle to avoid his wife's head and kissed Ashley lightly on the lips. She threw her other arm around his neck and clamped her mouth to his. Her tongue dived hungrily between his lips.

Passion raged out of control in her body. She curled her legs around his hips, locked her ankles behind his ass and clung to him with voracious, licentious craving. She couldn't get enough of his pleasing prick. Her senses, her very being, unified in her quest for ultimate satisfaction.

A turbulent rush of sensual excitement washed over her. She had no idea fucking could be so glorious. It had never been with anybody else. This was mind-boggling. She had never responded so passionately, never felt the wild tremors of pleasure she now felt. The carnal coupling with another woman's husband in her presence gave her a bawdy thrill. She discovered an exhibitionistic streak she never knew she possessed.

Their bodies slapped wetly together in rising cadence. They clung to each other with mutual desire, their flesh heated by passion. They bucked and rocked as one, united at the point where his lust-laden cock drove incessantly into the greedily clasping depths of her greedy snatch.

"Damn, baby, you sure know how to fuck," Peter rasped.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Peter's lascivious praise gave Ashley an added tingle of excitement. Her thoughts were a kaleidoscopic image of how she must look-naked, sweaty, flushed with lust, her head thrown back, her long blonde hair framing her sensual face. Her thoughts and feelings converged at the pivotal point between her legs. She was an uninhibited, wanton woman who loved to fuck, and Peter's colossal cock was going to send her to the heights of pleasure. Suddenly, a stupendous surge of feverish erotic exhilaration inundated her body, suppressing all lucid thought. She rode the swell of a smashing, energizing sea.

"Oooooohhhhhh...I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, Peter, I'm cumming!" she screeched. She didn't recognize her own lust-distorted voice. The words seemed to hang in the still air above her for a moment before crashing down to resound in her ears, reflecting the rise and fall of the powerful waves of pleasure thundering inside her feverish brain. "Ooohhh! Aaahhh! Oooooo!" she cried.

Her curvaceous body undulated from the intensity of her unceasing orgasm.

"Keep fucking!" Peter grunted.

He roared with elation as the first spurt of seething seed blasted the bottom of her cunt. His jism jetted in a thick stream into the recesses of her unquenchable, sucking sheath.

Vaguely, through the erotic mist clogging her mind, she realized that he was cumming. He pounded her pussy with relentless ferocity, hammering his loins against hers. Her snatch clutched greedily at his rampaging prick and absorbed the flowing fluid. A serene tranquility filled her. She lay back, breathing deeply with unsurpassed fulfillment.

His cock deflated inside her sultry passage and slipped out, leaving her feeling physically empty. She wouldn't have missed this experience for anything. Her coquettish, contented smile, the infatuated expression in her sparkling blue eyes, spoke volumes. She closed her eyes and sank into a half-conscious state of euphoria. Her body glowed from the marvelous fucking.

She drifted, without sense of time or place. She felt a towel being applied to her body. Danielle rubbed briskly, then more gently, until the soft, nubby texture barely skimmed the delicate ivory skin. The goose bumps told her that she had sparked scrumptious chills of delight in the beautiful blonde. She wiped Ashley's face, arms and belly, then her tits, legs and thighs. She tossed the towel aside and caressed the inside of Ashley's thighs amorously, with tantalizing touches.

Ashley felt no shame, even though she was sprawled out with her thighs spread wide apart. Danielle had watched Peter fuck her, so why should she be embarrassed?

Danielle's eyes fixed on the thick carpet of blonde hair between Ashley's legs. Creamy male essence seeped from the pink slit, obvious, oozing confirmation of her husband's orgasm. Intemperate passion bubbled up in her. The piquant, provocative aroma of the just-completed carnal coupling stirred her further. She inclined her head and her lips brushed the smooth marble thighs and the milky white belly.

Ashley stirred and smiled dreamily. "That feels good," she murmured.

Peter reached down and spread the glistening lips of Ashley's sticky snatch, offering the deep, coral gash to his wife. Danielle accepted with delight. Her tongue snaked out and swirled into the squishy, sultry cleft.

Ashley shivered with rapture. "Oh, that really feels good," she moaned.

Danielle's tongue swirled in broad strokes. She and Ashley trembled together with growing arousal. Each lap of her tongue wiped up Peter's sticky cum, along with Ashley's love juice. She held the combined elixir on her tongue and savored the taste.

Ashley writhed under Danielle's delicate, pleasing, very talented tongue. She whimpered and squirmed with rising agitation. Peter caressed her tits, provoking louder moans of excitement.

Danielle quivered as her own cunt throbbed. She could cum merely by eating another woman out. Not hard, but enough to calm her nerves for a few minutes. Ashley's hips twitched and writhed as her tongue circled around and around the quivering folds of her succulent quim with marvelous, stimulating skill.

The lecherous sight of his wanton wife eating another woman made Peter's cock throb with renewed longing. He leaned over and kissed Ashley on the lips. "Do you like the way my wife is licking your pussy?" he said. "Does it feel good?"

"Oooooo, yes! I love it!" Ashley breathed excitedly. "She has a fabulous tongue."

"Do you want some more?" he asked.

"Oh, yes! Please! It feels wonderful!"

"Bet your little pussy has never been eaten better, has it?"

"Oh, no, this is the best!"

"Well, if you like it so much, you have to ask for it."

"Oh, yes, Danielle, eat me! Lick my cunt! Suck me off! Make me cum good! I love to cum."

"You heard the lady, Danielle," Peter said.

"Lick her cunt and make her cum good."

Danielle didn't need his urging. She went back down on Ashley instantly. She eagerly buried her mouth in the blonde's steaming twat, relishing the taste.

Peter's prick was no longer a limp, dangling hose of feeble flesh, but a growing length of stalwart muscle. He got on his knees on the couch and stuck his cock in Ashley's mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust.

"Aren't you glad a tongue has no gender?" he said. "My wife licks clit better than I do." He caressed her lips stretched in a tight oval around his prick. "Your mouth feels wonderful. As good as your pussy."

Danielle lifted her head and said, "Don't let her suck you off, darling. She can eat your cum later. We have a long way to go."

"She's just going to suck it while you get her off," he replied.

Danielle's tongue ran feverishly up and down the wet, pink slit between Ashley's thighs. She sucked and swallowed noisily. Her tongue laved the sumptuous cleft greedily, as if unable to lick the delectable flesh fast enough. She wiggled the probing tip of her tongue on the bulging stud of Ashley's clit, sending bolts of pleasure through her.

"Suck my cock, baby," Peter whispered, his eyes burning with lust.

Danielle's avid licking and Peter's passionate plea infused Ashley with carnal excitement. She ran the tip of her tongue over the head of his invading cock, then sucked with gusto.

"That's the way, baby," he said. "Suck it good." He fucked her mouth gently, careful not to force his rod too far into her gullet.

Danielle cut her eyes and looked at her husband fucking Ashley in the mouth with his great big cock. The lascivious sight inspired her to speed up her oral fondling of the blonde's succulent snatch.

Getting her pussy licked by a woman and her mouth fucked by the woman's husband fired Ashley's passion. She rocked her hips and hunched her cunt at Danielle's mouth. Wet, sucking sounds filled the room as the three of them writhed and churned, lost in the heat of arousing passion.

Danielle had her fingers in her own torrid pussy, working her clit furiously, goading herself to the pinnacle of ecstasy.

Ashley's cheeks hollowed as she sucked the meaty piston in her mouth lecherously. Peter's tool was so big, so hard and demanding. But the skin was like velvet between her lips. She grabbed his hips and pushed and pulled to make him fuck her mouth faster as she sucked on his swollen column of hot flesh. Danielle's furious licking was driving her into a frenzy. She bucked against the brunette's face and wondered if she might go quite mad from the astonishing sensations assailing her mind and body.

Her body began to quake. She sucked wantonly on Peter's fleshy rod. With a violent thrust into Danielle's face, she came like an exploding volcano, gurgling and groaning around her mouthful of prick. She blasted into space as rigorous tremors of orgasmic delight shook her voluptuous body. She shook so hard she thought her body would shatter into a million pieces! Peter yanked his cock out of her mouth a moment before his balls gave up their heavy load. Lost in the swirling eddies of ecstasy, she didn't even notice.

Danielle sucked voraciously at Ashley's snatch and brought herself off with her fingers. Ashley's orgasmic frenzy infected her, and the thrilling feel of a cunt in her mouth turned her on even more. She gave Ashley's slit one last loving lick and sat up.

Peter sat down by Ashley and looked at the two women with a pleased expression. Danielle gave him a wink and an appreciative smile. She went to the bar and brought back three glasses of champagne.

"Here, dear," she said. "I always need something to wet my throat after screaming the way you did."

"You are one hell of a woman, Ashley," Peter said.

"You are so sexy," Danielle agreed. "I love the way you cum." She sat down on the other side of Peter.

"I love the way you eat pussy!" Ashley exclaimed.

"To sex," Peter said, holding up his glass. "And two of the sexiest women in the world."

Ashley and Danielle clinked their glasses against his, then took a sip of wine to complete the toast and signify their agreement.

Ashley looked at Peter's rigid cock sticking up from his loins. "God, look at that beautiful thing," she said. She gave him a grin and a bawdy wink. "You nearly turned my poor little pussy inside-out with that gorgeous thing. Danielle, you must think you've died and gone to heaven every time he sticks it in you."

Danielle sat up straight, her tits pushed out, her nipples hard and throbbing. "The first time I saw it, I nearly fainted," she laughed. "I had fucked only one man before I met Peter, and his cock wasn't anything to crow about. I was sure Peter would tear me apart if he tried to put that thing in me."

Peter reached up and began to fondle one of Danielle's and one of Ashley's tits. "Don't let her kid you," he said. "She climbed on and rode me like a pro."

Danielle looked at her husband and smiled coyly. "We've been married twenty years, Ashley. We've both fucked a lot of different people in that time. I still love to feel his wonderful cock pumping in and out of me, giving me so many mind-bending orgasms that I nearly go crazy."

"Maybe you still love it because you fuck other men," Ashley said. "I suspect that he loves your pussy because he fucks other women."

Danielle said, "From what Peter told me about you, I thought you were going to be submissive. I'm so glad you're not. You're real hot, and you add so much to our fun."

"You two have done me a great favor," Ashley said. "I'm so glad I asked Peter to teach me about sex." She leaned over, nipped one of his tiny nipples between her teeth and reached for his cock. Danielle's hand was already there, her fist wrapped tightly around the shaft.

Danielle started to pull her hand away. Ashley caught it and held it on his cock.

"Let's both play with it," she said.

Peter leaned back, grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Four tender, gentle hands caressed his naked body. Two sets of lush feminine lips took turns kissing him. Two warm, active tongues alternately explored the inside of his mouth. Side by side, their cheeks touching, they licked his chest and nipples and bellybutton.

Danielle took his cock in her hand and gave the head a light kiss, then licked the shaft. Ashley leaned over and licked the bulbous knob.

"Do you ever jack him off?" Ashley asked.

"Yeah, now and then," Danielle said.

"Show me how you do it."

Danielle leaned over and wet the knob with saliva. She wrapped one fist around the head and her other hand around the shaft about halfway down. She began to stroke the stem and twist her hand around the head.

"Hmmm," Ashley mused. "Interesting. I'll have to remember that."

"Jesus!" Peter hissed. "You've never done it that way before, baby."

"I saw a girl in a fuck movie do it this way. Thought you might like it."

"I love it!" Peter groaned.

"Can we watch a fuck movie together?" Ashley asked. "I've never seen one. Maybe they'll give me some new ideas."

"We have a well-stocked library, darling," Danielle replied. "We'll watch them as often as you wish."

"Do you usually use your left hand or your right hand?" Ashley asked.

"I'm ambidextrous," Danielle giggled.

"She even jacked me off with her stocking feet one time," Peter said. "In a restaurant!" He groaned when his wife squeezed his bare bulb and twisted her hand hard.

"God, you two make me so fucking hot!"

Ashley moaned. She watched Danielle's hands with lusty eyes.

"His cock is so lovely when it's hard!" Danielle said breathlessly.

"It's simply gorgeous," Ashley agreed passionately. "It looks so filling and virile. Are you going to jack him off? If so, may I hold the head in my mouth when he cums?"

Danielle looked at her husband. "How about it, dear?"

"Whatever you two want is fine with me," Peter replied.

"Does it take him very long to recover after he cums?" Ashley asked.

"Oh, no," Danielle said. "He'll be ready to go again in just a few minutes. Especially if we work on him together. I keep him in good condition by making him fuck me a couple of times every day."

"Making him?" Ashley laughed. "From what I've seen and heard, I bet it's a race to see who gets naked first."

"Sometimes, we don't even get naked," Danielle giggled. "He yanks my panties down, leans me over the table, and pours it to me from the rear."

"Yeah, the few times you wear panties," Peter gasped. "If you're going to get my cum, Ashley, you'd better get your mouth down there!"

"My pleasure," Ashley murmured.

She leaned down and replaced Danielle's hand on the head of his cock with her hot mouth. She sealed her lips behind the bulging knob and licked the bare, sensitive flesh. Danielle stroked the stalk faster and added a twisting motion to her hand action. She put her other hand behind Ashley's head.

"He's about ready, dear," Danielle said. "I feel his cock swelling."

"Mmmmmm," Ashley moaned. She took her tongue away and sucked the head of Peter's cock eagerly.

Peter's legs trembled and his hips hunched. Danielle caressed the back of Ashley's head and leaned over so she could look at her husband's cock in the blonde's mouth. Peter's body jerked harder and his groans got louder.

"Here it comes," Danielle whispered. "Eat his cum, darling. He simply loves to cum in a hot mouth." She stroked his swollen shaft faster.

"Mmmmmm," Ashley murmured again. She reached between Peter's legs, held his balls firmly and stuck her middle finger in the crack of his ass.

Peter jerked as if struck by a live wire. His cock erupted tumultuously. In spite of Danielle's warning, the size of his load caught Ashley by surprise. She swallowed rapidly and sucked harder.

Danielle milked her husband's cock and squeezed the last few droops into the blonde's mouth. Ashley sucked them up, then ran her tongue over the knob a few times. She sat up, smiling happily and smacking her lips.

"Mmmmmm, yummy for the tummy."

"Give me a taste!" Danielle cried.

Ashley wrapped her hand around Peter's prick above his wife's hand and kissed Danielle passionately. They swapped tongues, sharing the residue of male essence. Then they each gave Peter a saliva-laden kiss with lots of tongue action.

"Well, well, will you look at that?" Danielle giggled.

Ashley looked. "Oh, goody! It's still hard enough to put in a pussy. I want to watch him fuck you!"

"Well, if you insist," Danielle said coyly

"I insist!" Ashley said firmly. "Let me see if your little cunny is ready for his cock."

"Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready!" Danielle exclaimed. "My pussy is flowing like a river!" She stroked her husband's cock faster.

"You're always ready to fuck," Peter laughed.

Ashley wanted to touch Danielle's pussy. Not suck her off, just touch another woman's pussy. She swallowed hard. She was suddenly so excited, she could hardly stand it. She slid off the couch and knelt in front of the brunette's knees. "Open your legs, darling. Maybe you're ready to fuck and maybe you're not. Let me make sure."

Danielle looked down at Ashley. A woman's soft touch always turned her on. She spread her legs real wide, giving Ashley plenty of room to do whatever she wished. She ran her hand over her pussy and shivered. She twisted her head around and kissed her husband.

Peter broke the kiss and watched Ashley as she ran her smooth palms over the satiny flesh on the inside of his wife's thighs. The soft, sensuous touch made Danielle shiver and sigh. Peter cupped one of her tit mounds and rolled the bloated, protuberant nipple between the edge of his thumb and forefinger.

"Ummmmm, your pussy looks so luscious," Ashley whispered. She ran the tip of her finger up and down the narrow slit. She spread the lips with the fingers of her left hand. She gazed at the brunette's joy buzzer as she slipped the middle finger of her right hand into Danielle's honey hole. "Ohhh, your cunt is so wet!" She wiggled her finger around, and it squished loudly.

"I told you it was flowing like a river," Danielle moaned.

Ashley brushed the tip of her tongue over the folds of flesh guarding the brunette's slit, just enough to get a taste of her erotic moisture. Even that light contact brought an immediate reaction from Danielle.

"Ooohhh, God, your tongue feels good," she moaned. I love to get my pussy licked. I'm going to pop right away!"

The knowledge that she could make Danielle explode with passion thrilled Ashley. She stuck her tongue out further, prepared to go at the woman's pussy.

"Wait," Danielle hissed. Reaching down with both hands, she pulled the lips of her pussy apart, exposing her pink, juicy cleft. She looked down at her own cunt, her eyes ablaze with passion. The pressure of her fingers alone nearly sent her spinning into a chasm of orgiastic frenzy. "There! Do it now! Eat me! Make me cum!"

Ashley quickly flicked her tongue along the succulent slit, scooping up the love dew with her tongue and grunting with pleasure. Her first taste of pussy intoxicated her.

The touch of the inexperienced young woman's tongue ignited the tinder in Danielle's snatch. She cried out and hunched at Ashley's mouth as her emotions erupted with primitive frenzy. "Do it!" she gasped. "Lick my clit! Fuck me with your tongue! Get it! Get it all! God, I love it! Fuck me with your tongue!"

Ashley quickly shot the tip of her tongue up into the mouth of the brunette's fiercely aroused cunt. Danielle curled her crotch up to give the young blonde a better angle. She felt Ashley's tongue spearing deep, filling her hole with hot flesh. Her entire body throbbed with ruthless bursts of orgasmic energy. Her climax burst out of the depths of her cunt and quickly spread over her body. She felt as if the convulsions and gripping spasms would tear her apart.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Ashley fucked Danielle with her tongue, working it into her cunt as far as possible and then withdrawing it, only to press it deep once more. Danielle reached an overwhelming state of erotic release. Ashley licked her clit and brought her off again.

"Oh, fuck, that felt so fucking good," Danielle moaned.

"Ashley is my name, pleasure is my game," Ashley said with a sexy chuckle.

Devastating lust got the better of Ashley. She glued her mouth to Danielle's hairy mound. She ran her tongue deep inside and lapped up the brunette's hot elixir. She tickled the turgid love bud with a broad tongue.

Danielle grabbed her husband's big prick and squeezed unmercifully. She bucked her hips and banged her cunt into the blonde's mouth. "She's going to suck me off again, darling," she wailed.

Peter tweaked his wife's big nipples and kissed her. He ran his tongue into her mouth and imitated the way Ashley was running her tongue into Danielle's lower mouth. She threw her head back and squealed with joy as she came. Her climax peaked and ebbed quickly.

Ashley lifted her head and looked up. "Now, you're ready for your husband's cock."

"I'm always ready for cock!" Danielle gasped.

She twisted around and threw her leg over her husband's thighs. Ashley stood, put her hands on the brunette's hips and helped her position herself over Peter's stiff rod. She reached under Danielle's shapely ass with one hand and held his prick upright.

Danielle lowered herself, taking the full length of her husband's long prick up her cunt in one fluid movement. Her breath escaped in an explosive hiss when the head hit bottom.

"Oooooo, pretty, pretty," Ashley cooed. "No matter how often you have it, you like his cock, don't you?"

"I love it!" Danielle mewled. "Love to fuck!"

"You and me both, darling!" Ashley chuckled. "Ride him hard, darling. Show me how well you cum on a cock."

Ashley mashed her big tit mounds into Danielle's back. She reached around, cupped her tits and played with her big nipples as she took a ride to nirvana on Peter's cock.

Peter leaned forward and Ashley put one of Danielle's tits in his mouth. He sucked eagerly and nipped his wife's nipple between his teeth. Ashley continued to play with the other tit and slid her free hand down the brunette's back. She extended her middle finger and dragged it up and down the crack of Danielle's ass.

Danielle squealed and jerked and bounced up and down on her husband's hard rod. She savored the splendid sensations from the big cock stuck up her snatch, Ashley's finger in her ass, her husband's mouth on one tit and Ashley's hand playing with the other one. The glorious feelings flowing from nearly every part of her body came together deep in her cunt. She came suddenly with a wild scream and a furious thrashing of her voluptuous body.

Danielle came about halfway down and tumbled off Peter. Her body was still trembling from the aftermath of a tremendous orgasm. "Your turn, dear," she said. "Get him! Make him fill your cunt with cream! I like to watch him fuck!"

Ashley leaned over and took over half of Peter's proud prick down her throat. She bobbed her head up and down a few times. Her tongue swirled and licked as she slurped up the coating of Danielle's cunt juice. Then she grabbed his cock, used it like a handle, and pulled him to the floor on top of her.

Peter jammed his cock into Ashley's hairy, horny slit and rammed it home. She yelled with joy and began to twist and hump her ass.

Danielle's mouth latched onto one of her tits as Peter fucked her thoroughly. She was so hot, so eager, that she started cumming almost immediately. She locked her legs around Peter's waist and clung to him.

He fucked her through two glorious, screaming orgasms and loaded her cunt with jism. He withdrew and straightened up on his knees. His limp prick dangled over her belly. A few drops of cum dribbled out and splattered softly on the taut flesh.

Danielle whirled around and swallowed his cock. She sucked it clean, then released it and licked up the droplets of cum from Ashley's belly.

"That trick with your finger was wonderful," Danielle said.

"I just thought of it on the spur of the moment," Ashley replied.

Danielle lay down by the blonde and began to play with one of her tits.

Ashley chuckled. "You don't even slow down, let alone quit, do you?"

"Peter thinks I'm insatiable," Danielle giggled. "And he's right! I like to play with your big tits."

Ashley rolled onto her side and sucked Danielle's nipples, going from one to the other.

"You're going to get her started again," Peter warned.

Ashley lifted her head and grinned. "I don't think she's ever stopped!"

"Well, it doesn't make sense for me to sit here and do nothing," Peter said. He lay down on his stomach, lifted his wife's top leg, and started licking her pussy.

Ashley glanced down at him. "I like the way he licks pussy," she said softly.

"So do I!" Danielle sighed.

Ashley kissed Danielle on the mouth, then sucked her tits again. Danielle put her arms around Ashley and drew her close. She kissed the blonde's lips passionately with a lively, thrusting tongue. Peter backed away and watched them. He knew what would happen next. Ashley shivered with elation as their big nipples met. Danielle slid her hands down Ashley's back and fondled the cheeks of her shapely ass. She ground her mouth on Ashley's and pulled up on her ass to bring their cunt mounds together.

Ashley drew back and said, "What about Peter?"

"Watching us will make his cock get hard again," Danielle said.

Ashley nodded, rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Danielle rolled onto her back and spread her legs.

"Darling, kiss our pussies and get us started," Danielle said.

Ashley thought of the load in her cunt, started to remind Danielle, then held her tongue to see what Peter would do.

Peter crawled between Ashley's legs, leaned down and planted an open-mouth kiss full in the heart of her thick cunt lips. His tongue flicked out and massaged her clit, then slid from the top to the bottom of her gash. He moved over to his wife. He picked her legs up, pushed them wide apart, and licked her entire crotch. Her spread legs pulled the lips of her cunt open. His tongue made several trips up and down the length of her slit, then went at her clit.

"Whoo," Danielle muttered. "I'm primed, darling. Thank you."

Peter moved back and sat down with his legs crossed in front of him.

"I'm so glad to know that I can cum more than once," Ashley said. "I don't cum with the guys I fuck, but I cum several times when I get myself off."

"You came this morning when I fucked you," Peter said.

Ashley smiled sweetly. "But, darling, you are an experienced mature lover."

"Oh, you are precious," Danielle said. She pulled Ashley into her arms and rolled the girl onto her back. "I'm going to love sucking your pussy."

When their naked tits came together, the sensations were more exhilarating than anything Ashley had ever experienced. Her hands trembled as they skimmed Danielle's body, moving down to her ass. The brunette's luxurious, squirming body turned her cunt into a furnace of boiling juices. She rubbed and squeezed Danielle's ass as they ground their twats and tits together.

Danielle slid off Ashley and kissed her tits, treating them as nobody ever had. Ashley had never felt anything so wonderful as the brunette's full, plush lips on her tender skin. Danielle slid her hand down and brushed the tips of her fingers over the blonde's hot pussy.

"Touch my clit," Ashley whispered. "I think I can cum right now."

"Not yet, darling," Danielle whispered. "Let it build. I want you to explode." She took a nipple in her mouth and slid a finger between Ashley's cunt lips.

"I just might," Ashley moaned as Danielle sucked avidly on her nipples and played with her clit. "Your hands are doing things to my pussy that no cock ever has," she whispered.

Danielle chuckled softly. "I know how to do things to pussies, darling."

She used two fingers to fuck Ashley and play with her clit. Her other hand alternated between her tits and ass. She buried her fingers in Ashley's twat, rubbed her clit with the heel of her hand, and sucked lovingly on her rubbery nipples.

Just when Ashley could taste the approach of orgasm on her tongue, Danielle suddenly stopped. "Oh, no!" she whined. "Don't stop! I'm going to cum."

Danielle looked in Ashley's eyes and delivered the most sensuous kiss she had ever felt. Ashley returned the kiss and hugged her passionately. Danielle broke the kiss and began to lick the blonde's body. It took her nearly five minutes to reach Ashley's cunt. She rolled Ashley's nipples between her fingers as she licked the tender blonde slit.

Ashley's orgasm broke over her like a tidal wave. Danielle slid two fingers inside her and sucked her fat love button vigorously. Ashley lost all control as the strength of her orgasm continued to increase. Danielle sucked and licked until her orgasm subsided.

They held each other tenderly as the contractions of orgasm gradually faded away. They started kissing and touching each other again. Danielle slipped a finger into Ashley, pulled it out and rubbed her juice on one of her own nipples. Ashley looked into Danielle's eyes, smiled and licked her tit clean.

"Let me put more juice on your tits," Ashley said.

Danielle moaned, rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Ashley stared at the brown-haired snatch as she stuck two fingers in it, spread love juice on Danielle's tits and licked. The provocative taste fired her emotions.

Danielle sat up and kissed Ashley lovingly. "You are so beautiful, darling. So sexy and sensuous. I adore making love with you." She grinned and pushed the blonde onto her back.

Danielle slithered on top of Ashley. The feel of their hard nipples rubbing together thrilled both of them. Four female legs entwined. Bare girl flesh rubbed against flesh with a soft, sexy whisper. Excitement flushed Ashley's face. Her blue eyes glittered. They kissed, long and hard and deep, and swapped probing tongues.

Danielle looked at Ashley's her firm, naked tits. Her nipples were rock-hard, jutting way out. The large ivory globes were swollen with desire. She slid down and knelt between Ashley's splayed legs. Peter tossed Ashley's silk blouse onto her stomach. Danielle picked it up and wrapped it around her hand. Slowly, seductively, she caressed the blonde's full, lush tits with the slick silk.

Ashley shivered. Her hard nipples throbbed. Danielle made methodical, sensuous spirals on the blonde's big tit mounds. Ashley moaned and rubbed her thighs against Danielle's hips.

Danielle moved to Ashley's belly and rubbed it. When the silk rubbed across the lips of her pussy, Ashley bucked and gasped. The coquettish brunette really knew how to please another woman! Danielle spent several minutes lightly caressing Ashley's pussy with the slick, sensuous silk. She went in circles, up and down, then in circles again.

"God!" Ashley hissed. "That feels fantastic! You're making me so fucking hot!"

"Just the way I want you, dear," Danielle crooned. "The lips of your pussy are gaping open, just begging me to kiss them."

Danielle tossed the blouse aside. She knelt over Ashley and covered her trembling tits with hot kisses. She fastened her lips on one nipple, flicked her pink tongue out and ran it across the pulsating pinnacle. She went lower, licking a gleaming path from Ashley's tits to her taut tummy. She went further down, to the line of curls above Ashley's prominent cunt mound. She loved a thick bush on a woman.

Peter crawled up and sat by Ashley's shoulder so he had a better view. "Play with your tits while she sucks your sweet pussy," he said.

Ashley chuckled and began to fondle her tits and tweak her nipples. "You play with your cock," she said.

Peter took his cock in his hand and began to pull it gently. Danielle buried her face in Ashley's profuse blonde bush. She rubbed her face around, caressing her cheeks with the soft, furry curls. Ashley came close to purring with pleasure. Danielle lifted Ashley's legs over her shoulders. She pressed her mouth against the blonde's cunt and stuck out her tongue. Ashley gasped and humped her ass.

Ashley rolled her head to the side and watched Peter's hand slide up and down his cock. "Watching your wife lick pussy really turns you on, doesn't it?"

"God, yes!"

"Ummmmmm, get your cock real hard. I'm going to suck your horny little wife off, then you have to fuck us again."

"Been a long time since I had a better offer!" he teased.

Danielle stretched out on her stomach between Ashley's thighs. Her long, pointed tongue darted out between her ruby lips. She ran her tongue through the long slit, then licked the fleshy folds until they glistened. Ashley moaned. Her lovely legs flexed with tension and passion.

A mixture of Ashley's love nectar and Peter's cum drenched her cunt, a delectable, erotic brew that Danielle was eager to drink. She licked inside Ashley's cunt lips, her tongue slithering along the sleek, blood-gorged flesh. She licked her lips and savored the sexy mixture coating them.

Ashley played with her tits and nipples and looked from Peter's pecker to her box where Danielle was enjoying a delicious snack. "Turn around and get over me, darling," she said. "Let me lick your pussy." She grinned at Peter. "Fuck your wife, darling. I want to watch you plow her pussy right before my eyes."

"Fantastic idea!" Peter agreed.

Danielle climbed over Ashley on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at her husband. "Come on, darling. Fuck me good!" She lowered her head between Ashley's splayed legs and began to lick her pussy again.

Peter loaded his wife's cunt with hot jism, then backed away. Danielle stuck her pussy in Ashley's face, and they chowed down on each other's fur pie. They twisted and bucked wildly as they sucked and licked each other greedily. Ashley came as she had never cum in her life.

Danielle rolled away and sighed deeply. "Damn, I'm famished. I need food."

"No milk and cookies," Peter laughed. "We need lots of strength to keep up with Ashley.

"Let's stay naked," Danielle said. "Ashley, you don't mind walking around nude, do you?"

"No, I like the freedom," Ashley said.

Danielle rose and pulled Ashley to her feet. They held hands as they went to the kitchen to raid the refrigerator.

Peter followed close behind, watching their foxy behinds wiggle. He wondered if they had a steak thawed. He was going to need every ounce of strength he could muster.

CHAPTER NINE

At the end of two weeks, Ashley felt she had fully explored her sexuality with Peter and Danielle.

"I can't monopolize your time," she said. "This will be my last night with you for a while. I'll come back as often as you wish, but you must invite me." She reached into Peter's lap and squeezed his cock. "Will both of you give me a farewell fuck?"

"My God," he groaned. "We've created a monster."

"More like you opened her cage and let her out," Ashley giggled.

"You can have his cock, darling," Danielle said. "I'll jack off and watch you fuck."

"You don't mind?" Ashley asked.

"Of course not, darling. I adore watching him fuck."

"I didn't know it until I came to you, but I'm an exhibitionist. I get off so much better when you watch me fuck."

Ashley latched onto Peter's prick. Danielle took her other hand and led them to the bedroom. Ashley hopped in bed, rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She pulled Peter to her, stuck his cock in her mouth and sucked lustily.

Danielle sat by Ashley and fingered her slit languidly.

Ashley spit out Peter's cock. She stroked it as she lifted her head and looked at Danielle. "You're so beautiful," she said softly. "You and Peter are so good to me. The guys who fucked me said I'm frigid. I don't think I am."

"Neither do I, darling," Danielle said. "You just needed someone who knows what he's doing."

"Yeahhhhhh," Ashley purred as she pulled on Peter's prick. "Put your nice cock in me, darling. I'll show the whole fucking world that I'm not cold or inhibited."

She held onto his cock and moved over to give him room as he got on the bed by her. She opened her legs and tugged on him, urging him to climb into her saddle.

He pushed her legs back toward her heaving tits and bent his head toward her crotch. His dick slipped from her grip as he stretched out between her legs.

"Oh, darling, you're going to lick my pussy!" she trilled, needlessly stating the obvious. She gasped as his mouth touched the thick, gaping lips of her pussy. "Oh, Peter!"

His tongue cleaved her pussy lips and slurped up her slit. Her hips jerked when the tip of his tongue swiped over her clit.

"Peter! Oh, darling! Oh, Danielle, his tongue feels so good."

"I know, darling," Danielle chuckled. "I taught him to eat pussy."

Holding Ashley's legs back and open wide, Peter licked the full length of her slit. It got sopping wet almost instantly. He stuck the tip of his tongue in her humid hole and wiggled it around. He pushed it deeper and savored the sweet flavor of the essence that is unique to every woman.

He fucked his tongue in and out a couple of times, simulating a prick. He licked the length of her slot again and tickled her clit. Then he licked her entire crotch. He ran the tip of his tongue up one side, went up and down the center of her seam, then along the bloated lips on the other side. Her lips congested with blood, standing out fully, thick and succulent.

Her body trembled and vibrated from the tip of her toes to the top of her head. Her ears roared as the blood raced through her veins. Her heart beat like a trip hammer. Her fat nipples filled and hardened. Her tits swelled. Her clit came out of its hood, standing tall and ready, eager for its share of his loving attention.

"Oh, fuck, Danielle, your darling husband is making my cunt feel so fucking good!" Ashley wailed.

He licked her entire cunt until her body was vibrating like a plucked violin string. He shifted his attention to her clit. Holding it tenderly between his pursed lips, he flicked the tip rapidly over the distended stud. Her body jiggled harder. She moaned and cooed and gasped constantly. Her body resonated harder, reached its maximum pitch as she neared climax.

He opened his lips and licked her clit. He kept his tongue broad and moved it lickety-split over the bloated bud of sensitive flesh.

She screamed. Her body shook and shimmied turbulently. Her orgasm started deep inside her body, so deep she didn't know such depths existed. Her head rolled from side to side. She grabbed his head with both hands and held tight.

He licked her clit vigorously, driving her through her orgasm, giving her the maximum possible pleasure. He had to hold onto her legs tenaciously to keep her from wriggling around the bed and getting away from him.

When she stopped screaming and began muttering inarticulately, he kissed her pussy all over with his full mouth. He got up on his knees between her thighs without releasing her legs, keeping her pussy tipped up for perfect entry. He put the head of his prick against her slick hole and pushed.

"Ooohhh, yes!" she wailed. "Fuck me, darling!"

"Fuck her ass into the bed, darling!" Danielle said. "Oh, fuck, darling, I'm going to cum! God, I love to watch you fuck!"

Ashley gasped and moaned as Peter methodically served her voracious lower mouth a generous helping of cock. She wiggled her ass and thrust up, impatiently urging him to impale her thoroughly. He seated his prick completely and released her legs. He lay on top of her magnificent body, took her head between his hands, and kissed her.

The taste of her own pussy on his mouth turned her on even more. She returned his kiss impetuously, working her lips, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth.

He wrapped his arms around her body and rolled over. She clung to him, her mouth alive on his, his cock buried to the hilt in her hot cunt. Her ass began to rise and fall slowly, fucking her greedy cunt languidly on his long prong. She squirmed her upper body and crushed her swollen tits into his chest.

He pushed on her shoulders. When she broke the kiss, he said, "Sit up straight."

She drew herself erect. Her ass sank down, shoving his prick deeper into her. She felt the tip touch the mouth of her womb and gasped. She looked down, between her thighs, at her hairy crotch. She saw only her thick bush and his belly. Moving carefully and slowly, she lifted herself until his prick came into sight. She stared. She put one hand between her thighs to touch his cock and the lips of her pussy. She felt all around the part of his shaft not in her tight sheath. She ran the tips of her fingers over the lips of her pussy and tickled her clit lightly. She gasped and panted, enraptured by the beguiling sight of his prong probing her. She raised her eyes to meet his. Pure lust contorted her face, made her eyes sparkle with delight.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

"It's all yours," he said quietly. "Fuck yourself on it."

"Oh, yessssss!" she hissed. At that moment, she had no inhibitions. She felt total joy, total abandonment. Still on an erotic high from the orgasm on his tongue, she felt wanton.

She put her hands on his chest for balance and moved her ass up and down a few times, getting the full sense of his cock plundering the depths of her cunt. Nothing had ever penetrated her so deeply. Every time she sat down, the tip of his prick banged into her womb, bringing more gasps. Lifting her ass slightly away from his groin, she twisted around and back and forth. She rotated her ass in small circles, reaming her narrow channel, stretching it open with his powerful tool.

She leaned forward and dangled her tits in his face. She got her feet flat on the bed and squatted over his loins. She levered her ass up and down aggressively, fucking herself dynamically with his tumescent love lance.

He stuck out his tongue and licked one nipple. He captured her other tit bud between his lips and sucked it. She squealed and jerked her ass up and down faster. She grunted and moaned. She rode the complete length of his prick, lost in her own little world of hedonistic nirvana.

"You two put on quite a fucking show," Danielle said softly. "You're going to make me cum again."

"I think your finger is doing that," Peter laughed.

He slipped one hand into Ashley's crotch and put his finger on her swollen clit. She sucked in a deep breath and let it whoosh out. She humped her ass faster, adding some corkscrewing motions to her up and down movements.

She screamed as another orgasm started. She fell on top of him with a thud. She ground her tits into his chest. She plastered her mouth to his and thrust her tongue into his mouth, copying the way his cock was thrusting into her cunt.

Her ass rose and fell steadily, as fast as she could make it go. She sucked on his lips and probed his mouth hotly. She humped her ass, using his long love lance to bring herself off again. She dragged her mouth away from his and buried her face in the crook of his neck and shoulder, muffling the screams that poured from her mouth again.

Finally, there was no strength left in her legs. She let her ass fall, driving his prick to the hilt in her cunt again.

"Cum in me," she whispered, her lips against his ear. "I want to feel you cum."

"I can't move," he said. The lie came easily to his lips. "You'll have to fuck me some more."

"I can't move!" she mewled.

"Yes you can. You started this, now finish it."

"I'm not finished!" Danielle squealed. "I'm cumming again!"

Ashley twisted her head around and watched Danielle get herself off. Then she struggled up and put her hands on the bed by Peter's shoulders. It took more effort to get on her knees again, but she made it. Leaning over him, staring heatedly into his eyes, she began to move her ass up and down once more.

He put his hands on her lush hips, then slid them down to cup the cheeks of her full, well-rounded ass. He held onto the twin spheres of firm flesh and urged her to keep moving. She panted heavily, from exertion this time, not an orgasm. After a few moments of humping his dick, her eyes widened in astonishment.

"Oh, fuck!" she yelped. "I'm going to cum again! Oh, Danielle, I'm going to cum on his big cock again! It can't be!"

"Yes, it can, darling," Danielle panted. "Hump your ass, baby! Get it!"

Ashley began to heave her ass up and down once again. Peter clung to her splendid, nearly perfect ass and smoothly thrust into her, driving into her as her ass fell, fucking with her. He felt his orgasm gathering strength, ballooning deep in his body, demanding release.

He let himself go and lunged into her golden grotto with more potency. His prick swelled, pulsated strenuously, then erupted and inundated the depths of her hot chasm with gooey cream.

His orgasm triggered hers. She lost her cadence as a potent orgasm seized her in a mind-boggling grip. She screamed again, louder this time. Her ass stopped. The sensations started deep in her cunt and came out the ends of her fingers and toes.

He fucked her with short, rapid strokes, as hard as he could. He grunted and panted as he worked, then moaned deeply as her cunt clamped onto his prick. Her tight sheath squeezed and released rapidly, milking his cock of its contents.

She knelt over his body on all fours and let him fuck her. When her climax hit its peak, her arms and legs turned to rubber. She fell on top of him and lay still, soaring into the clouds of erotic oblivion as he continued to pound his prick into her.

When the hard tremors in her body became gentle twitches, he turned them onto their sides. Ashley curled one leg under him and the other one over him and hunched at him to keep his cock buried in her cunt. He held her tightly and kissed her cheek.

"Dear God in heaven," she whispered.

Danielle snuggled up to Ashley's back. She reached over, cupped one of her tits and kissed the back of her neck.

They were all sound asleep in minutes.

CHAPTER TEN

Nicole looked up when Ashley came into the room. "Hey, roomie! I haven't seen you in two weeks. I thought maybe you changed your mind and went home for the summer."

Ashley grinned slyly. "I came back and packed a suitcase, but I didn't go home."

"Oh, where did you go and what did you do?" For the first time, she noted Ashley's cheerful expression and laid back demeanor. "Wherever you went and whatever you did, you must have had a good time."

"Most gratifying," Ashley said. "I took your advice and picked out a professor. I spent the last two weeks with him and his wife."

"Oh, wow, that's wild," Nicole said. "I thought you would pick out a single guy."

"I never thought to ask if he was married. He reminded me of my father, I liked his looks, so I went for broke."

"Don't tell me that you have a crush on your father?"

Ashley shook her head. "No. Peter just reminded me of him, and I thought he would be mature and stable."

"Peter, huh? There are several professors named Peter. Which one?"

"I didn't ask him if I could tell you," Ashley replied. "He probably wouldn't mind, but I'd better ask him first. Who knows, he might even be interested in you. He and his wife are both into fresh pussy. Her words, not mine. Boy, when she put her finger in me, I thought I would die."

"You mean you were embarrassed?"

"Oh, no!" Ashley replied quickly. "It felt so good, I almost fainted."

"You have to tell me all about it!" Nicole exclaimed. "You don't have to tell me their last name, but I've just got to hear the full story."

"You'll get turned on and have to use your vibrator," Ashley laughed.

She had a better idea. Now that she had succumbed to Danielle's charm and found licking clit enjoyable, she wanted to make it with her roommate. She wouldn't tell Nicole yet. She would maneuver her into a situation where it would arise naturally.

"I'll just have to take the chance," Nicole replied. "Did you suck Peter's cock and let him cum in your mouth?"

"I did everything you can think of. With both of them. You talk about sucking cock a lot.

Why?"

"Because it's sexy as hell!" Nicole exclaimed. "And most guys love it! I adore the feel of a hard cock in my mouth. And it's just so fucking far out when a guy fills your mouth with cum! The tangy flavor, the way it feels pouring over your tongue, all hot and thick and creamy, is fabulous!

"I remember so clearly the first time I let a guy cum in my mouth. The taste was a little strange at first, but after a while, I really dug it. God, I love to suck cock! Does Peter have a big cock?"

"It's huge!" Ashley replied.

"Sucking a monster cock sends me right out of my mind," Nicole said.

"Don't you like to fuck?"

"Are you kidding?" Nicole said. "I love it. You don't know how lucky you are to have found a couple who-likes to play around together. It isn't easy to find a woman who gets turned on watching her husband fuck. Or finding a guy with enough stamina and patience to take on two girls at the same time. That's one of the reasons I like older guys. They usually know how to pace themselves." She squinched her eyes and shivered. "I was going to lie out on the balcony and catch some rays. Why don't you join me? You can rub some oil on me while you tell me about your escapade with the professor and his wife."

"Sure, I can do that," Ashley replied brightly.

What better way to get the seduction started? "I could use a little sun. I don't remember going outside once in the past two weeks. I don't want to look like a white fish."

"You'll never have to worry about that, honey," Nicole said. "Not with your beautiful skin tone."

They changed into bikinis and Ashley openly watched Nicole change. Her roommate's naked body triggered an irresistible urge to pounce on her right then and there. She fought back the feeling. Bringing about their coupling slowly would be more satisfying.

Nicole spread a blanket on the balcony, handed Ashley a bottle of oil, and lay down.

"Baby oil? This won't protect your from sunburn."

"Oh, it will be okay," Nicole replied. "The sun isn't that hot. Besides, I like the way baby oil feels on my skin."

"It's your skin," Ashley said doubtfully. She knelt by Nicole and started applying the oil to her legs.

"So, about your professor and his wife," Nicole said.

"Ah, yes," Ashley mused. "He's a bona fide stud. And his wife is something else again! I went to his office and outright propositioned him. I told him that I was tired of young guys who didn't please me, then blamed me by saying that I was frigid. Anyway, to make a long story short, he had me right there in his office. Boy, did he have me! Then he told me to come to his house that night.

"I never thought to ask if he was married. You can't imagine my shock when he took me into the living room and introduced his wife. She got right down to business. She-likes to lick clit and rub pussies and finger-fuck and all the stuff girls usually do, and she didn't waste any time letting me know."

"In-fucking-credible!" Nicole breathed. "So, now you know how much fun it is to go both ways! That's fantastic, baby, absolutely fantastic! You really liked licking her pussy, didn't you? I can tell by the look on your pretty face. Was her pussy is so sweet and tasty?"

"Well, it was to me. She was the first girl I ever went down on, so I can't compare her pussy to others."

"Don't use all the oil on my legs. Put some on my back, too."

Ashley untied Nicole's bra and started oiling her back. "Peter has a knack of knowing exactly what a woman wants. One night, we were fucking our brains out and I thought how good it would feel to have his tongue in my pussy. Before I finished the thought, he had his head between my legs, slobbering over my pussy like there was no tomorrow! He's just so incredibly considerate. And his cock stays hard for hours!"

"Oh, honey, that's super!" Nicole said, bubbling with ebullience. She rolled over and gave her roommate a bright smile. Her tits jiggled for a moment. "I'm so happy for you! It's about time you came out of your shell."

Ashley eyed Nicole's tits, mentally comparing them to Danielle's. They weren't as large, but they looked just as sexy.

"How about his wife? What's she like?"

"She's a dynamite lady, first-class all the way."

Ashley liked talking about her adventure. It made her blood run hot. She poured oil over Nicole's tits and kneaded them gently. Handling the shapely mounds made her blood run even hotter.

Nicole untied the bows on each side of her bikini bottom and pushed the narrow band of material between her legs. "You might as well do me all over," she said softly.

Ashley smiled sweetly and squirted oil on Nicole's stomach and slowly rubbed it in with light caresses. Nicole opened her legs and Ashley read the signal. She squirted oil in the red-haired bush and rubbed one hand over her roommate's pussy. She slid her finger up and down the humid slit and giggled when Nicole shivered and jerked her ass.

"You like that, huh?" Ashley teased.

"We don't have to play games any longer, do we?" Nicole whispered.

"Only the fun kind," Ashley replied quietly, smiling. "I want you as much as you want me."

"I wanted you the minute we met. I walked into the room and saw you sitting by the window reading your book, looking so fresh and virginal and my pussy ached for your tongue. I wanted to fuck you so badly! I almost pounced on you right then and there, but I had a really strong feeling that being propositioned by another woman would blow your mind all to hell."

"It would have!" Ashley laughed. "Two weeks ago, if somebody had told me that before long I would be playing with a girl's pussy, thinking about jacking her off, I would have said they were crazy!"

"Is jacking me off all you're thinking about?"

"Good lord, no!" Ashley exclaimed. I want your head between my legs. I want to taste your pussy. Oh, fuck, darling, I don't know all the things I want to do with you!" She stuck her finger in Nicole's hot honey hole, pulled it back it the deep cleft and gently agitated her clit.

Nicole sighed happily. "Feels good!" she murmured. "I wish I had been quicker off the mark, so I could have been the one to introduce you to girl-fucking."

"That would have been fun," Ashley said. "But I didn't know that I would like licking clit, so how could you know? You can be the first woman to have me all to herself. Doing it with Peter's wife was different. He was there and we were all fucking and sucking each other, and it just seemed like the natural thing to do at the time. I want to do it just with you. With no cock in the way to distract us."

Nicole smiled brightly. T know a lot of ways to fuck another woman, darling. And we're going to do it all before the summer ends!"

"That's the best offer I've had all day!" Ashley said. "Your ass is squirming all over the blanket. Are you about ready to cum?"

Nicole sucked in a quick, deep breath and shuddered. Shock waves of sexual delight ran through her loins, gaining strength with each stroke of Ashley's finger. Ashley bent over and licked the redhead's nipple. Nicole gasped out loud and blasted into orbit.

Ashley frigged the redhead's clit and licked her nipple until her rocket fizzled out. By the time Nicole's climax ran its course, she was on fire with lust. She rolled over between her roommate's legs with her mouth hovering over the red-haired gash.

Nicole felt Ashley's hot breath on her pussy. Without a word, she parted her thighs wide and pulled her knees up. She put one hand on Ashley's head and tenderly smoothed her hair back.

Ashley slid her hand under Nicole's velvety buttocks and traced the outline of the redhead's pussy lips with the tip of her tongue. Nicole shuddered and tangled her fingers in the blonde's hair.

Ashley plunged her tongue deep into Nicole's dripping hole. Her heart beat fiercely as the wet essence covered her lips and tongue. She immersed herself in the ambrosial nectar, probing the quivering walls with her tongue before lavishing frantic suction on Nicole's clit.

Nicole sobbed loudly and hunched her cunt against her roommate's mouth. She churned wildly beneath Ashley's demanding lips and tongue, gasping and contracting her cunt with ecstasy.

Ashley held tightly to Nicole's squirming, heaving ass and filled her mouth with the blonde's gushing libation. The dewy essence on her lips strengthened her craving. She hovered on a timeless, dreamy plateau. She licked Nicole's swollen clit delicately for a few moments, then seized it firmly between her lips and caressed it with the tip of her tongue.

Abruptly, her lust surged. She glued her mouth tightly to the blonde's humid slit. She oscillated her tongue in a frenzy, electrified by the succulent flesh. She clung like a leech as Nicole tried to wiggle away and used her lips to suck wantonly as her tongue lashed. Nicole pounded Ashley's back and screamed with glorious, heated ecstasy.

Ashley's frenzied craving went as quickly as it came. She released Nicole and got on her knees, stretching languorously.

"Oh, fuck, I thought you were going to suck my pussy inside out," Nicole gasped. "Take off your bathing suit. I want to do you."

"Oil me first, so we'll slip and slide together."

"I know what you've been watching on cable TV!" Nicole laughed.

"No, I've never watched anything on cable TV. I just liked the way your skin felt when I put oil on it, and thought it would feel nice to rub out bodies together."

"Whatever," Nicole said. "Get naked!"

Ashley reached behind her and untied her bra. She dropped it, untied the bows on her hips, and let the bottom fall away. She knelt before her roommate completely naked. She felt a lively surge of sexual tumult as she undressed. The mere act of displaying her naked body to her roommate was an erotic trip in itself.

She consciously preened herself. She fluffed up the matted vee of blonde fur at the base of her belly, cleverly drawing attention to the area, and held her shoulders back to make her tits stand out further.

"God, you're gorgeous!" Nicole said. "Come down here and let me get my hands on you!"

"Your oily hands," Ashley reminded her. She didn't care what Nicole did as long she got off.

Now that she had progressed from thinking about cumming to doing it, she couldn't get enough.

Nicole applied oil to Ashley's voluptuous body. "I wish I had a big cock!" she whispered. "A real huge one, like you said Peter has. With a great big head, as big as a baseball. I would fuck every inch of it up your sweet, tight little cunt and screw you until your ears fell off! God, I would love to be able to make you scream when you felt it going in! And a pair of balls as big as lemons, all loaded up with cum, so I could squirt it all over you, from your face all the way down to your cunt! Especially all over those lovely tits so I could lick it off!"

"Ohhh, God, Nicole, you make me so fucking hot when you talk that way!" Ashley moaned.

She shivered excitedly as another stormy flutter of lascivious hankering bubbled out of her cunt and coursed through her body. "I don't want to fuck a guy! I want to fuck you!" She didn't mean she never wanted to fuck a guy, only that she didn't want one right then. She wanted pussy, and lots of it!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

A beguiling, unique sense of detachment settled over Ashley. She had the feeling that she was standing off to one side and watching another couple. She marveled at her ability to state her desires so openly, particularly since she had discovered them so recently. One of those desires was an impetuous lesbian longing for Nicole. She wanted her girlfriend to do everything to her, and she wanted to return the licentious loving tenfold. They would kiss and caress each other in all the intimate places and bring each other to climax again and again.

Nicole smeared oil all over Ashley's pussy and rubbed the blonde's crotch with both hands. She put her hands flat on each side of the charming, hairy slit and pulled it wide open. She bent over, stuck her tongue in the bottom of the gash and wiggled it from side to side as she dragged it up to Ashley's clit.

"Ooooo!" Ashley moaned. "How wonderful!"

"Better hang on, baby! You ain't seen nothing yet!"

Nicole licked the tender furrow vigorously. She went from top to bottom, from side to side, inside the lips and all over the plump mound.

Ashley grabbed two handfuls of Nicole's red tresses and hung on. Her ass banged against the balcony floor as she humped up and down and hunched her cunt at Nicole's mouth.

Nicole stuffed her tongue up Ashley's hot channel and fucked it in and out furiously. Ashley's ass rose off the balcony floor and twisted wildly. Nicole put her hands behind Ashley's knees and pushed them back until they were touching her tits. She withdrew her tongue from Ashley's cunt, aimed it lower, and stabbed it into her ass-hole.

"I'm going to cum!" Ashley wailed.

Nicole's tongue slithered up Ashley's gash and began worrying the hell out of her clit. She stayed after the electrifying button, goading the blonde through two robust orgasms. Then she had to pay attention to the yearning gnawing ravenously at the hole in the base of her belly. She grabbed one of Ashley's legs, rolled half onto her side, and threw her crotch at Ashley's hairy grotto.

Ashley pushed herself onto her elbows and looked at Nicole's crotch wiggling furiously against her own. "We look like two pairs of scissors shoved together," she murmured. She sat up the rest of the way, gripped Nicole's shapely leg and licked it. She humped her own ass, rubbing her cunt and clit against Nicole's with wild delight.

Nicole pressed their love mounds together, fitting their pussies against each other with an easy, natural move that signaled lots of experience. She tangled her fingers in Ashley's hair and pulled her head forward. They kissed passionately, swapped tongues with enthusiasm and ground their cunts together with gusto. They raced toward the peak of pleasure, reached the pinnacle a split second apart.

They clung to each other tightly as they worked their way to boisterous outbursts of sexual release. They didn't know they were grunting, groaning and yelling so loud. And couldn't have cared less. They were lost in a hedonistic world all their own. Their orgasms blossomed into long, pulsating paeans of sexual abandon, eruptions of erotic joy that left their entire bodies weak and nerveless.

The outburst didn't stop them. Nicole twisted onto her hands and knees and backed up until her crotch was over Ashley's face. She stuck her head between the blonde's thighs and simultaneously lowered her snatch to Ashley's mouth.

They tongue-fucked each other until they came. They finger-fucked each other while licking clit furiously and came again. They jacked each other off and enjoyed another glorious climax. They alternated licking clit and finger-fucking each other and soared to new, dizzying heights of passion. They lovingly caressed each other's pussy with their tongues as they slowly descended from erotic highs almost too intense to stand.

"And that was just for openers!" Nicole chuckled. She turned around and knelt over Ashley on all fours. She teased her roommate's ear with the tip of her tongue. 'There's so much more, darling! So much more we can do to each other." She lay down on her back by Ashley and spread her legs, exposing the tasty treat between her thighs. She smeared hot, fragrant love oil up and down her slit. She made no secret of the fact that she was drastically aroused, that her pussy was aflame with erotic tensions. "And I want to do it all with you!"

"So do I, darling!" Ashley exclaimed. In spite of her multiple orgasms, she felt supercharged and raring to go. Looking at her girlfriend's naked body helped.

Nicole held the tender lips of her erotically charged slit between her fingers and smiled at Ashley. "Want to eat it?" she asked, grinning devilishly.

Ashley arched one eyebrow and laughed. "Surely, you don't think you have to ask."

"Oh, goody!" Nicole said emphatically. "I love a tongue in my pussy." She threw her legs wide open.

Ashley got on her knees between the redhead's legs and leaned down. Nicole hunched her cunt up and brushed it against Ashley's lips.

"Oooooo!" she grunted, inflamed by even that slight touch. "Eat it, darling, eat it up! God, just do whatever you want, it's all good!"

Ashley worked the tip of her tongue over Nicole's pussy and into the steamy, juicy cleft between the swollen lips. Her tongue instinctively sought out the girl's clitoris and flicked over it with light strokes.

"Ahhh, your tongue feels fantastic! I'm going to cum, darling!"

Nicole's precipitous response took Ashley by surprise. She went after the redhead's love buzzer with ardent, rapid strokes of her tongue.

Nicole gave a weak scream of anguished pleasure and collapsed, still holding her cunt lips between her fingers and shuddering heavily as the climax washed over her.

"Ohhh, God, kiss me!" Nicole whispered, reaching out to pull Ashley to her. "Let me taste it too!"

Ashley knelt over the sizzling redhead and kissed her on the lips. Nicole ran her tongue over Ashley's lips and shivered from the taste of her own earthy juice. She thrust her tongue into Ashley's mouth and coaxed the blonde's tongue into her own mouth. She sucked on the flavorful lapper and gently pulled Ashley down on top of her.

"I love to taste the fruits of orgasm on another person's mouth," Nicole murmured. "It really turns me on!"

"Is there anything that doesn't turn you on?" Ashley teased.

"Not very much if it has to do with sex!" Nicole said. "Let's rub pussies again."

She spread her thighs wide, pulled her knees up high around Ashley's trembling body and locked her heels together in the small of the blonde's back. She pulled Ashley's head down and kissed her. The exaggerated posture compensated for their difference in height and brought their love mounds into direct contact.

Ashley felt the damp, intensely sensual warmth flowing from the redhead's pussy, infusing her own slit with erotic tingling. She immediately responded to the stimulating sensation by grinding her throbbing clit against Nicole's.

In a flight of erotic fantasy, Ashley easily assumed the role of the man, discovered that an obscure part of her personality wholeheartedly approved of the unusual situation. She stiffened her buttocks and gave a small, experimental thrust, just as though she had suddenly sprouted a prick and she was fucking it into Nicole's sizzling snatch. A vivid mental image of Peter fucking Danielle quickly popped into her mind and she quivered excitedly.

Nicole tore her mouth away from Ashley's. "I'm going to buy a huge strap-on dildo. We'll take turns fucking each other silly with it."

"God, that would be fantastic!" Ashley cried. She ground her hairy twat against Nicole's.

"Ohhh, fuck me!" Nicole moaned, looking at Ashley with a wild, devilish expression. "Make my cunt feel good, darling!"

Ashley ground her pussy into Nicole's with tumultuous resolve. She bent down and sucked the impassioned redhead's nipple. Nicole cupped her tit in one hand and lifted her shoulder to make the tender morsel more accessible. She gasped wantonly as Ashley's tongue moved over her distended nipple and humped her snatch at the blonde with more passion.

Ashley felt provocative tremors erupting from her lover's cunt again. Nicole tightened her legs as she jogged toward a potent climax. She bucked and fucked Ashley with lustily enthusiasm. Her lips formed obscene oaths of stormy rapture that trailed off into incoherent grunts of divine enchantment.

Ashley joined her girlfriend on the rocket ride to the stars and added her own verbal acknowledgment of rhapsody to the redhead's. She fucked both of them into slack, torpid lumps of twitching flesh.

But Nicole still wasn't finished. "Turn around!" she hissed. "Feed me your pussy!"

Ashley turned around and got over her lover in a sixty-nine. Nicole flagrantly spread her thighs wide apart and Ashley stared at the sultry, inflamed slit at the base of her belly.

Nicole's skilled tongue dug into the juicy folds of flesh between Ashley's quivering thighs. The salacious gesture whet her desire. She had to return the lascivious kisses Nicole was lavishing on her cunt. Spurred on by the tempestuous sex storm taking shape at the base of her belly, she lowered her head and devoted herself to pleasuring the redhead.

Every movement of Ashley's tongue elicited dynamic motions from Nicole's ass. When she stuck her tongue deep into the redhead's cunt, Nicole responded with particular fervor. Eager to give her girlfriend the most thrilling pleasure, Ashley concentrated on that tactic.

Nicole distributed her tongue action much more freely. She rimmed Ashley's ass-hole, and found that the pressure of her tongue against the tight little opening brought forth electrifying spasms of lustful response. She wet her finger in Ashley's sopping cunt, then moved it back to her back door.

Ashley stiffened and shuddered as the finger plunged into her rear channel. She felt the same inspiring beats of erotic pleasure she had felt when Peter fucked her in the ass. Nicole pumped her finger gently in and out as she licked the blonde's sensual cleft with long, tender strokes. The dual action quickly produced the desired, inevitable outcome.

They sucked each other into paroxysms of orgasmic rapture. Nicole's tongue and finger worked together to set off a seemingly endless number of climatic storms in Ashley. She lost count of the number of times lusty eruptions of sexual agitation wrenched her gut. But who could count at such a time!

Ashley was just as tireless, entirely without mercy, as she tried to suck Nicole into a state of total paralysis. She felt the fluttering, heavy-duty palpitations each time she thrust her tongue far up the redhead's cunt. Spurred on by Nicole's inspired reaction, she bent her efforts to impel the redhead to still greater lengths of erogenous bliss.

They finally rolled apart, limp and spent from the strenuous upheavals of lustful transport. Ashley curled up against Nicole's back, and they rested.

It wasn't a placid rest for Ashley. Lying against Nicole's naked body produced an awareness more tantalizing than calming. Her capacity for lust surprised her. She could feel her passions growing stronger, more fully charged with new sexual anticipation.

"I can't believe it!" she whispered in Nicole's ear. "I'm getting turned on again!"

Nicole chuckled and arched her back against Ashley's firm tits. "That's the way it is when you're with another woman, darling. You just want to go on and on and on, licking and sucking and humping until you can't move! I loved it when you fucked me with your tongue! It made me soar like a great big bird!"

"I soared right along with you!" Ashley said. "When you stuck your finger up my ass, I thought I would go crazy!"

"I wondered if you liked it in the ass," Nicole said. "Well, I guess I settled that, huh?"

"Mmmmmm, it was fabulous. Peter had my ass several times, and his wife stuck her tongue and finger in it every chance she got. Do you like it up the ass?"

"Oh, yeah!" Nicole said. "Tongues, dildos, fingers, and especially cocks! Man, getting a stiff cock up the ass is just incredible! It's so different than getting fucked in the pussy. Well, you know what it's like."

Nicole rolled over to face Ashley and snuggled close so their tits were mashed together. Ashley chuckled. She could not have chosen a better way to spend the summer. She had already learned a lot about her own sexuality, and knew she would acquire an exceptionally liberal education by the time school started again in the fall. She hugged Nicole in a spontaneous outburst of gratitude and kissed her lovingly. She pressed her mound against Nicole's. "Want to do it again?"

Nicole chuckled sexily. "You're as bad as I am!"

"Or as good," Ashley replied, pressing harder against the redhead's plump mound.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Ashley signed up for Professor Hunter Ligget's course in Medieval English literature. He had a reputation as a coed killer, and she wanted to see if his reputation was earned. If only half of the rumors about him were true, he could do more for her than ten guys her own age.

She walked into his classroom the first day, and a zillion volts of sexually charged electricity flashed across the room and zinged her right in the pussy.

He was ruggedly handsome, stately and distinguished, with close-cropped brown hair touched with gray at the temples. Gray speckled his neat mustache and beard, giving him a rakish look. Give him a patch over one eye and the appropriate dress, and he would make a perfect movie pirate.

Her feet felt rooted to the floor. Her nipples erected and moisture seeped into the crotch of her skimpy panties. He stared at her, and her heart raced.

"Please take your seat," he said.

She stumbled to the closest desk and slid in without taking her eyes off him. She stared openly at him all during class. He finished his lecture and motioned for her to stay after the other students left. She stood and took a deep breath as he approached her.

"I've been watching you," he said.

His deep voice resonated with her singing nerves. "See anything interesting?"

"Why don't we have a drink and talk about it?"

"I don't drink before noon unless it's a very special occasion. Besides, I'm not old enough to buy drinks."

"I thought so," he said softly. "Let's go to my place and I'll give you a cup of very special coffee. Then we'll make a very special occasion so you can have a drink. I don't suppose I'll go to jail for serving you in my own house."

"I'm over the legal age of consent. But I don't think I should go anywhere with you. You would be bad for me and I...you scare me. I don't know if I could stay in control with you. I might do something foolish. And I never do anything foolish." She blushed again and stopped rattling.

"Why didn't you leave?"

She knew that he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Her stiff nipples poked little hillocks in her silk dress. She wondered what his cock was like. "My legs wouldn't work."

His brown eyes twinkled. "From what I could see of them, it looks like you have gorgeous legs."

"I don't make a habit of flashing strangers," she said softly, blushing furiously.

Her boldness encouraged him. "Do you flash your friends?"

"Every chance I get." She looked openly at his crotch. "Do you like to get flashed by a girl?"

"Have you ever met a man who didn't?" He looked her up and down.

"Not that I remember."

"My place isn't far away." He held out his arm for her. "We can walk."

She felt like a perfectly cultured lady as she put her hand on his arm. "I'll bet you have lots of etchings to show me."

"Among other things," he said suavely.

Ashley stopped just inside the door and looked around the living room. "Not what I expected," she said.

"You expected a typical bachelor pad with dirty clothes strewn around, didn't you?"

"Something like that. I don't see any etchings."

"I haven't shown them to you yet." He motioned to a large leather couch. "Have a seat. I'll start the coffee."

"I'd rather have a drink."

"Name your poison."

"You choose. What you give me will tell me a lot about you." She had no idea what she was talking about, but it sounded good, like a woman with worlds of experience.

He arched one eyebrow and went to the bar. He came back with two large flutes of champagne and sat down, deliberately sitting close enough for his thigh to touch hers.

She sipped the wine. "Ummmmm, excellent."

"I haven't made a seating chart for the class yet, so I don't know your name," he said.

"Do you need to know?"

"Yes. I want to get to know you a lot better. I think we're going to have a long relationship."

She looked directly at him. "That isn't what I've heard," she said. "You have quite a reputation around campus. You're a love them and leave them guy."

"You shouldn't believe everything you hear."

"And only half of what you read. I heard that all the time at home."

He put his hand lightly behind her head and kissed her. She sat erect and prim, but her lips responded. She felt the warmth of his thigh through her dress and shivered every so slightly. He leaned back and looked at her.

She glanced at his crotch. His cock was a prominent bulge in his pants. She put her glass on the cocktail table, half-turned toward him, and opened his zipper. She fished inside and slowly extracted his cock. She picked up her glass in her other hand and sipped from it.

He looked at her hand holding his cock, then looked deeply into her eyes. Leaning back with a sigh, he pushed his ass forward. He changed his mind and sat up again. He opened the zipper down the back of her dress and pushed it off her shoulders. The silk material slid over her jutting tits with a faint whisper and puddled around her waist.

"Such beautiful tits," he said in a hoarse mutter. "You are really well-built."

She smiled her thanks for the compliment. She began sliding her fist slowly up and down his long, thick prong.

"You're well-built too," she said softly. "I like cocks. Especially big, well-shaped ones." She stared at his cock and stroked a little faster. She squeezed as her hand went up and relaxed her grip as her hand went down.

"You do that very well. You've jacked a lot of guys, haven't you?"

"Not so many." She didn't know where she got the courage to come this far. Since she had, she couldn't back out now. Not that she wanted to. "It's a way to placate a guy when I don't want him to fuck me."

"Uh huh. Girls used to do that to me a lot. Go ahead, jack me off."

She looked at him in surprise. "Don't you want to fuck me?' "Later."

"Sooner than you think!

She put her left palm loosely around the bare knob of his cock and continued stroking up and down with her right hand. His hips bucked so hard that he nearly jumped off the couch.

"Damn," he hissed. "That feels good!"

"A friend taught me that little trick. It feels almost like a tight pussy, huh?"

"Yeah. Keep doing it that way."

"No way, Buster! I want more out of this than a glass of fine wine and a handful of your cum."

She stood up and lifted her skirt up around her waist. She leaned over and pushed her panties off. Her heavy, full tits swung and jiggled provocatively. He reached out and cupped the hefty mounds. She grinned at him and winked.

She held her skirt up and got on the couch on her knees. She put her folded arms on the back of the couch and arched her back to lift her pert, heart-shaped ass.

"Drop your pants," she said. "I don't want your zipper tearing up my ass and pussy."

She watched over her left shoulder as he unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall around his ankles. His cock lurched free. He was standing so close to her that the knob nosed between the cheeks of her bare ass.

He stuck his right hand between her legs and fondled the pliable, coral-pink lips of her nether mouth. He eased his fuck finger deep into her pulsating passage. She was as wet as a warm rainstorm. He curled his fingertip and snaked it around.

She peered at him over her shoulder again and shook her ass impatiently. "You can play in it later," she hissed. "Give me your cock."

"I aim to please," he murmured.

"Just make sure your aim is true. I don't want it in the wrong hole."

"Give me a break," he said. "You want it any way you can get it."

He pulled his finger out of her pussy and hefted his stiff prick. His cock protruded from his hairy groin, the head expansive and bloated. Bright blue, prominent veins ran along the length of the solid shaft. She reached back and wrapped her hand around the stem, above his.

"Mramm, very good. Better than I expected." Her alluring, rounded ass pointed directly at him. She shook it seductively and bowed her back to align her hole with the head of his prick. "Put it in me. Fuck me."

Her bawdy words pleased him. He dragged the distended knob up and down the deep, satin-smooth cleft splitting the cheeks of her ass. He reached under and caressed her furry crack again. The light-colored coral lips peeked out provocatively.

She was sopping wet and aflame with yearning. She shivered and moaned when his fingers brushed over her clitoris.

He separated the lips of her cunt with the broad head of his cock. He penetrated her slowly, deliberately provoking her before giving her all of his cock.

"Superb ass and fantastic pussy," he muttered. "Are you a lawyer."

"No, why?"

"Then stop talking about it and show me that you know what to do with prime pussy. Prove that you're reputation is deserved."

She pushed her steamy, eager pussy onto his cock. He gripped her well-proportioned hips and lunged forward, burying his prick to the hilt. She moaned deep in her throat as he impaled her aggressively and filled her to the brim.

"Damn, baby," he rasped. "Your cunt is tight! Hot and juicy. A genuine horny, fiery vixen."

"Whatever you want me to be," she gasped. She shoved her ass back and rotated it vigorously, silently telling him to fuck her hard.

He pulled back and his cock glided into view as it emerged from her clinging pussy lips. He withdrew until only the bloated knob was still inside her. He held that position, savoring the titillating embrace of her pussy.

She shook her ass again. "Don't tease me. Fuck me!"

He pulled her ass back and rammed deep into her tight sheath. He bored his long prong in until his pubic hair was scrubbing against the upturned cheeks of her sublime ass.

She braced herself on the back of the couch and sighed deeply. "Oooooo, yes, baby, that's the way," she said in encouragement

He reached under her chest and fondled her fleshy, dangling tits and fucked her mightily. His thrusts were bottom-reaching, demanding, impulsive. She rocked back and forth on her knees from the fast pace of his pile-driving jolts.

Her face flushed with enchantment. Getting fucked this way by a complete stranger was positively wild. Her cunt got wetter and hotter every time he banged into her. His thick rampaging rod squeezed her juice out. The warm liquid trickled down her inner thighs, leaving little snail trails.

He cupped her hefty bare tits, kneaded and pulled them, and plowed her feverish furrow with the smoothness of a machine-a well-oiled, high-powered fucking machine. He felt as powerful as a machine and her cunt was decidedly well-oiled!

A pre-orgasmic blush covered his upper body and his chest heaved with exertion. A churning knot of pressure behind his cock warned him that he would soon dump his load into this exquisite, extraordinary girl's boiling snatch. He slid his hands from her tits, down into the top of her slit. He seized her clit between two fingers and began masturbating her.

The instant he touched her sensitive love button, she moaned. "Ohhhhhh, baby, how wonderful!"

He fucked harder and rocked her erect little man in the boat furiously. Her tits bobbed and swayed in cadence with his lunges. She panted for breath. Ecstasy screwed her features into a mask of lust.

His balls were swollen with a massive load of cum. His gut was twisted in knots. His legs trembled. With one last mighty heave, he slammed into her cunt, hit bottom, and held his belly tight against her firm ass.

She grunted from the force of his final assault and took the next to last step up the golden stairs to nirvana.

His cock erupted. Hot fuck cream squirted deep into her spastic channel. The milky essence saturated her sleek pink membranes.

She shoved her ass back and rotated it vigorously as she raced rapidly to the peak. She craved his cum, every drop of love juice he could pump into her.

He clung to her ass, quivered with her, until he was drained and her orgasm subsided. They were both gasping so loud, they sounded like a leaky steam radiator.

Ashley sighed deeply and pushed herself erect. His prick slid out of her and hung limp, damp with his semen and her secretions. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled.

"What a fantastic fuck!" She sighed with joy.

He patted her ass and stepped back. "There's a bath down that hall."

She dropped to her knees and swallowed his dick. She sucked it clean, then hurried down the hall to remove the dregs of his passion. Her heavy tits swayed from side to side and jiggled up and down from her swift pace.

He pulled up his pants, tossed off the last of his champagne, and went to the master bedroom.

It took Ashley a couple of minutes to figure out what the bidet was for and how to use it. The stream of warm water made her clit tingle and her pussy pulsate. She contemplated the possibly of another fuck before leaving. Did he have enough stamina? He looked fit and healthy. Fifty or so, but men don't lose their pizzazz if they stay sexually active. And, if the rumors about him were correct, he was certainly active!

She looked at herself in the mirror on the back of the bathroom door and laughed softly. Who was she trying to kid? She wasn't going anywhere yet. Not unless he threw her out. And she didn't think he would.

She dried her pussy and considered pulling her dress up to cover her tits. Give him a thrill, she laughed to herself and left her dress alone. She opened the door and stepped into the hall. He smiled and took her hand.

He looked at her bare tits and smiled with approval. "Come with me. I have a special treat for you."

"You just had me," she laughed. "Boy, did you ever have me!"

"Uh huh, and I want you again. And again. And yet again. I want you as often as I can have you."

"You don't know anything about me," she insisted. A fear that she was losing control of the situation crept into her mind.

"I know what's important to me," he replied.

"Is sex all you're looking for?"

"Anything else can be worked out. I'm a simple man."

"And I'm the Queen of Sheba," she retorted.

He looked her up and down meticulously. "She might have been built like you, and she probably had the same magnetism, the same sensuality, that you have. But she was black."

"How do you know?"

"I'm a college professor," he said smugly. "I know lots of things. For instance, I know that you want to stay more than anything."

"Smart ass," she muttered, half to herself. He was right. She wanted his cock again. Wanted to play with it, suck it, and ride it until she lost her fool mind.

"You must be hungry, so I'll start some lunch before we check out the surprise I have for you. Do you like quiche? Cheese and bacon? And champagne to go with it, of course."

"Of course," she replied dryly. "I suppose you expect me to tell you my name."

He shrugged. "You will, in due time."

She smiled coyly. Let him think what he wished. He appeared to suffer a moment of uncertainty, then squeezed her hand and led her along the hall to the master bedroom.

"I'll show you the surprise and then start the quiche."

She stopped and looked around. A round bed, big enough for at least four adults, stood in the middle of the room. Mirrors reflected her image from every wall and the ceiling. "Is this your big surprise? I've seen bedrooms before. I have one of my own, in fact." She tried not to let him know how much the notion of fucking in the room intrigued her.

"No. Through that door."

She walked slowly across the room and opened the door he had indicated. "A bathroom? What's surprising about that? If you mean the bidet, I used one just a few minutes ago."

"You talk too damn much." He went to her and pulled her dress over her head. "I like the sound of silk against your magnificent body."

She expected him to grope her. Instead, he took her hand and led her to the enormous tub. Frothy soap bubbles covered the water.

"Get in," he said.

"You want me to take a bath? Do I have body odor?"

"I want to show you how I can pamper you. Stop being obtuse and argumentative."

She gave up and stepped into the tub. He handed her a glass of champagne and started out of the room.

"Hey," she called softly. "My name is Ashley."

"Fitting. Ash-blonde hair on a girl named Ashley." He threw her a smile and left the room.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Ashley sipped her champagne. Well, girl, you did it. You 're making good progress. Keep on, and you'll be able to walk up to a guy on the street and ask if he's got a big enough cock to satisfy you. I feel like a fool, sitting her waiting for I don't know what. Oh, well, I've come this far, so I might as well see what he's up to. In for a penny, in for a dollar. I just hope he isn't too kinky. She sipped her champagne.

Hunter returned, and shocked the hell out of her by bathing her, gently, leisurely, but thoroughly. Being treated in such a way made her feel so tranquil. She leaned back and sipped her champagne.

She enjoyed the way he touched her. He washed her mound and her enjoyment became very evident. Her legs parted and her hips curled up spontaneously, allowing him willing and unhampered access to her pussy.

She drank the rest of her champagne, set the glass on the corner of the tub, and closed her eyes. Her cunt lips were already beginning to fill with blood and open like the pink petals of a rare flower. She swirled her hips to maintain contact with his hand. His finger touched her clit and she whimpered with contentment.

"Right there, Hunter," she whispered. "Do that. Make my pussy feel good."

He kissed her on the mouth tenderly and sought the exact spot that would stimulate her the most. The tempo of his finger increased as her excitement heightened. Her ass slapped up and down, splashing water in all directions. They ignored it, Ashley because she wasn't aware of anything but her approaching orgasm, and Hunter because wet clothes weren't going to keep him from jacking her off. She calmed down and he finished bathing her.

He removed his wet clothes, took her out of the tub and dried her lovingly. "You have a ravishing body, young lady. When you're here, I want you to go naked. If you must wear something, it will be only a robe, which I will supply."

"Do I salute now, or just call you sir?"

He finished drying her feet and stood up. "Is that large sexy mouth good for anything but sassing me?"

She looked down at his cock, shrugged, and giggled. Then she tried to look serious. "You only like me for my body."

"When I have your naked body in my hands this way, it's pretty difficult to think of anything else."

"Aha, somebody's libido is getting all stirred up again," she snickered.

She didn't tell him that she had the same trouble when she looked at his nude body. She closed her eyes and pictured his rampant rod randy and ready to fuck her. But his tongue kept getting in the way. She imagined it being as big as his cock and got the shivers.

"Are you cold?" he asked solicitously.

"I don't know if I can be a sex slave," she whispered.

He shook his head, confused by her abrupt turn. "Open your eyes and put this on," he said.

She slipped into the silk robe he held for her and ran her hands over it, admiring the beauty and texture. "It's lovely. Which of your other sex slaves left it here?"

"It's new."

"You must have to keep a large supply on hand."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means," she replied. "You have a reputation of being a real lady killer. No coed is safe from you. Probably half of the female faculty isn't either. I don't know about the wives. I haven't heard any rumors about them."

"You have a big mouth."

She looked at his crotch and giggled. "Aren't you glad? It will hold your cock without any trouble."

"If I have such a bad reputation, why are you here?"

"Maybe I wanted to see if the rumors are true. Maybe I don't think a man with a big cock, who knows how to use it, is all bad."

He took her into the living room and seated her on the couch with a glass of champagne, watching TV while he took a quick shower.

He came back to the living room and leaned over her. What he intended as a kiss of tenderness before going to the kitchen to check his quiche immediately became a kiss of passion. Abruptly, his hands were all over her voluptuous body, touching, caressing, exploring.

They had a moment of confusion as they both tried to push the other's robe out of the way at the same time. She compounded the problem by trying to hold his cock with one hand and remove his robe with the other.

Then they were both nude. As much as he hated to, he moved away so she couldn't reach his cock. He knew the temporary deprivation would pay big dividends later. He knelt between her knees and tilted his head toward her full, upstanding tits. Her nipples looked like two large caliber bullets.

"Suck my tits!" she hissed. "Bite my nipples. I want your tongue and mouth all over them."

His lips fluttered over one alluring nipple and then the other, as whisper-soft as a butterfly. The tip of his tongue vibrated lightly on the very peak of each turgid bud. He sucked each teat into his mouth and tenderly nipped it with his teeth.

Sparks of carnal pleasure surged through her. Her pussy flooded and her tits inflated more. Her nipples felt so swollen, so rigid, she thought they might burst.

He surrounded one puckered areola with a full-mouthed, soft kiss and very lightly tickled the distended point with the tip of his tongue.

She squirmed with stimulation. She put one hand behind his head and pulled his face into her abundant tit flesh with a loud moan. Her other hand slid down to his chest. She caught one of his nipples between her sharp fingernails and pulled.

He bit her nipple in retaliation and she opened her nails and pinched with her fingers. He licked and sucked her rock-hard nipples. One of his hands made its way down her body, over her taut belly, and into her blonde bush.

His fuck finger slid between the thick inner labia. He tickled the love stud hiding under its hood. He moved his hand down further and stuck the finger in her humid hole. A second finger joined the fun. He pumped them in and out. His thumb joined the fray, rubbing her distended clitoris firmly. Her passionate, panting gasps were sharp and visceral.

His exploring tongue dived into her responsive mouth. Her tongue met his with equal fervor. She tried to suck on his tongue. It was thrusting in and out in cadence with his fingers in her overflowing cunt, and she couldn't capture it.

Both holes were wet and warm and slick. Both were so accommodating to his tongue and cock. He rolled her big clit under his thumb and felt her body jerk in breathless response. He started at the hollow of her neck and kissed his way down to the deep valley between her tits. When his mouth closed on one nipple, she went off like a time bomb.

He licked lower on her bucking torso, his tongue broad and wet. His fingers worked steadily in her cunt, keeping her on a mind-muddling orgasmic plateau. Moans and guttural murmuring poured from her mouth.

Pausing at her bellybutton, he ran the tip of his tongue lightly around the rim. He pushed the tip into the deep hole. Her belly slapped softly at his face as she came continuously in a string of overlapping orgasms. He licked lower, tasting her sweet flesh. His tongue skittered into the upper edge of her thick muff and hovered just above the top of her gash.

"You're driving me mad!" she whimpered. "Suck my cunt!"

The greedy crack between her legs cried out to her. If he would just lick her now, she wouldn't care if he put his cock in her or not. Or so she told herself. She would do whatever he wanted. His hand between her legs was keeping her so high, making her cum so much! Why didn't he lick her?

His face was just above his hand, ready to cover her cunt as soon as his fingers left the sopping channel.

"Oh, Hunter, baby, please...lover...oh, my God, please, please, please...your mouth... please...your tongue...please...I'm going out of my fucking mind! Please, baby...please!"

His fingers left her hole. His thrusting tongue took their place at once. Her moans became continuous, hoarse and shrill. Her mind registered only the urgent awareness flooding from her cunt.

He stuck his tongue in her wet hole, drank her savory nectar. He sucked the long lips of her cunt into his mouth and gently nippled them. He sucked her whole pussy into his mouth and ran his tongue over her clit. Her voice became a piercing wail. He released her twat and assailed her clit diabolically.

The exquisite agony of increasingly ferocious climaxes wracked her body. Her wanton moans changed to deep-throated rasping screams. Orgasmic flames overloaded her mind. She was aware only of a floating sensation. She was drifting, tumbling into a glorious golden haze.

Slowly, she came back to reality, became aware that he was tenderly kissing the outside of her pussy, carefully avoiding her clit. Her eyes fluttered open and focused on him.

"Oh...God...you darling man...I...aaahhhh!"

Her voice failed when his tongue started flogging her clit again, sending erotic shivers all over her body. He raised up and knelt between her legs. She reached down, searching for his cock. Before she found it, he grabbed her ankles and pushed her legs straight up in the air. Her lower lips opened with a soft, wet kissing sound. He spread her legs wide and opened her fully for his next assault.

It came immediately. Straightening his back, he drove his hard cock into her with a force that jarred her. When he hit bottom, she gasped with surprise, then with unadulterated pleasure. She concentrated on opening herself completely to receive all of his thick, lunging lance.

He pounded into her feverish love tunnel with furious, unrelenting strokes, physically bouncing her ass up and down on the couch.

She grabbed her ankles and held her legs in the air. He slid his hands under the cheeks of her ass and crushed her crotch to him as he fucked her with his full strength. The intense pleasure of his hard-driving dick stretching the limits of her cunt overshadowed the faint ache of the head hitting the bottom.

She felt his cock erupting, pouring his hot essence into the depths of her quivering belly. She had been cumming from the moment he slammed into her. Now, she came even harder. Wild animal-like cries boiled out of her mouth as his blistering cream spurted into her. He fucked on and on, unmindful of her absolute submission to the climatic enchantment he was sparking in her.

He fell back and sat down on the floor in front of her. She rolled forward on her rounded ass and released her legs in the air. She tumbled on top of him, knocking him flat. She wrapped herself around him and rolled onto her side, as totally exhausted as he was.

A few minutes later, she sniffed the air once. Twice. Murmured in his ear, "Hunter, lover, you put out my fire, so something else is burning."

It took a few moments for the significance of her remark to sink into his tired brain. "Damn! I put a quiche in the oven while you were still in the tub."

"That was yesterday, wasn't it?"

"No, but it was so long ago that we won't eat my quiche for lunch."

"I'm too tired to eat anyway," she mumbled.

With great effort, he got up and went to the kitchen. He threw away the quiche and turned off the oven. He went back into the living room and resumed the conversation where they left off.

"No, you're not," he said, sounding like a father correcting his offspring. "You burned up a lot of energy this morning. You have to replace that and store up for this afternoon."

"You've got to be kidding! You can't honestly expect me to do this again this afternoon."

"Why not? You're young and healthy, and you like to fuck. I'm nearly old enough to be your father. If I can do it, you can."

"I didn't plan on staying all day," she replied. "To be perfectly honest, I didn't expect you to keep me around that long. I thought you would fuck me and throw me out before the next shift arrives."

"You've been listening to rumors again. I threw your dress away. You can't go home naked."

"I'll wear that lovely silk robe and stop all the traffic."

"I won't post your bail. If you don't need food, I do. I'll order something sent in." He went to the phone and made a call. He went back to her, lifted her to her feet and helped her into the robe. "I told you it would be much simpler if you went naked when you're here."

She stuck out her tongue at him and took off the robe. She sat down and crossed her legs, inexplicably embarrassed. She jumped up and went to the bathroom. She used the bidet again, then looked at herself in the large mirror behind the sink.

"Well, girl, are you going home or not?" she asked herself in a whisper, using the third person. "If you don't go now, you just might get hooked on dear old Hunter and his terrific tongue and big cock. He really threw one terrific fuck into you, didn't he?" She licked her lips, checked her make-up, and pushed a few strands of hair out of her face. "You look like you've really been fucked." She grinned. "Maybe the rumors that he's a wham-bam-thank-you-guy aren't true." She wiped away a smudge of lipstick with the tip of her finger. "He's already fucked you twice. He's probably fibbing about being able to get it up again today. If he does get randy again, you can suck him off. You would like to see how his cock fits your mouth anyway." She went back to the living room.

Hunter sat on the couch, drinking champagne. He watched her tits jiggle and smiled. "Beautiful." He handed her a glass and patted the cushion by him. "Let's talk while we wait for the food."

"What did you order?"

"A dozen raw oysters, lobster salad and rolls for each of us."

She made a face. "Yuck." She sat down and sipped her wine.

"Yuck? You don't like lobster salad?"

"I don't like raw oysters. Just the thought of those slimy things sliding down my throat turns my stomach."

"Do you swallow when you suck a guy off?"

She punched him in the ribs with her elbow. "That's different."

"If you say so. I have to take your word for it. Are you really afraid of me?"

"Any girl in her right mind would be. Do you really want me to hang around a while? I heard that you fuck a girl once, then move on to another one."

"You heard wrong."

"I know you fuck all the coeds who will spread for you. I suspect you fuck the female faculty. How about the wives? Do you fuck them, too?"

"You're a very intelligent young woman, Ashley, but you might not know as much as you think. I'll say only that I don't take responsibility for someone's marital relations. If a married woman wants to fuck around and asks me to help her out, why should I refuse?"

"Yeah, if you don't fuck them, some other guy will."

"Don't sound so judgmental. Have you ever fucked a married man?"

"Maybe you're the first man I've fucked. Don't take the absence of a hymen at face value. Lots of physically active virgins don't have one these days."

"Vibrators and dildos wipe them out in a hurry, too," he laughed. "You weren't a virgin. You knew exactly what you wanted, and how to get it."

"Maybe I read a lot. The books in the library would astonish you."

"I've probably read more of them than you have. You can't hide experience, so stop trying. Virgins don't impress me anyway. They're usually backward and reticent, and fucking them is hard work. I'll leave them to the inept young would-be studs around campus."

"You think you're so damn smart. When is lunch going to get here? My stomach is growling."

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Hunter put on his robe and answered it. He came back with a stack of boxes, which he put on the cocktail table. He went into the kitchen and got plates and flatware. He separated the boxes and opened them.

"Dig in," he said.

Ashley looked in the boxes. There was lobster salad and rolls and sinfully rich Black Forest cake, but no raw oysters. She helped herself to the salad and rolls and he refilled her champagne glass.

"Do you drink anything but champagne?" she asked.

"Sure. What would you like?"

"I didn't say I wanted something different. I just asked a question."

Hunter correctly interpreted her needling banter as nerves. He chose to shed it the way a duck sheds water. She was worth a lot of effort, and he was in no hurry to force the issue. He waited for her to finish eating and said, "You know where the bedroom is."

He loaded the dishes into the dishwasher, threw the boxes in the trash compactor, and went to the bedroom.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Ashley sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him.

Hunter took off his robe and tossed it across a chair and went to the bed.

She grasped his hips and pulled him closer. She lifted his limp cock and kissed the tip. "See why I'm afraid of you?" she murmured. "I can't resist you. I feel like I have no control over myself, and that scares the hell out of me."

"Hurting women, mentally or physically, isn't my bag," he said gently. "You are very precious to me, Ashley."

She snorted. "You've known me only a few hours. How can you say that?"

"I knew the moment I saw you."

She gave him an odd look and licked his dick. "I believe you knew you wanted my ass the moment you saw me. I don't believe that I'm more precious to you than any other girl."

"Don't sell yourself short," he said. "You have an aura, a certain sensuality, that makes you special."

She yanked his cock. "Get real. You say that to all the girls."

"Believe it or not, I don't."

"I don't."

She covered the head of his prick with her hot mouth, her tongue barely touching it, her lips forming a tight oval. One hand slowly massaged his balls with a pressure just short of being painful. Her other hand held his prick firmly, jacking him while her head bobbed back and forth. She flicked her tongue over the head each time her head rocked back.

He spread his legs apart, giving her full access to whatever part of his body she wanted. He looked down at the enigmatic, hedonistic girl who had him totally confused. One moment, he thought he knew her. The next moment, he was sure he didn't. She intrigued him. He could easily break his rule and make her an intimate part of his life. For a couple of years, anyway. Beyond that, who knew what might happen.

"If you're going to suck me off, I'd better lie down or I'll fall down."

Ashley leaned back and looked up at him, an impish smile playing around her mouth. "You're afraid I'll blow the man down, huh?" she quipped. "You're safe, for now. I want something else first." She rolled over and got on her hands and knees. "Fuck me from the rear."

Hunter slipped his cock into her with ease and fucked her with long, slow strokes. He held her hips firmly in his hands as he watched his rod slip in and out of her cunt with squishy, slurpy sounds.

She watched herself in the mirror on the other side of the bed. She discovered that she could see the reflection from the ceiling in the mirror in front of her. She kept her head up and watched his cock slide in and out of her. The salacious sight set her off immediately.

She had one powerful orgasm after another, until she fell forward on her stomach, too weak to stay on her hands and knees any longer. He fell to the bed beside her.

She coaxed him onto his side. His erect prick stuck out like a pole. She stretched out in reverse on her side by him. "Don't lick me," she said softly. "I want to concentrate on sucking you. You just lie there and enjoy."

She watched herself in the mirror as she opened her mouth and let the head of his prick slide in. She loved the way watching herself amplified her lust.

Hunter tensed as her hot, damp mouth engulfed his cock. The pressure of her mouth and the sliding, stroking motion of her hand sent fiery waves of sensation washing over him. From knowing he couldn't cum again to feeling his cock swell to the bursting point took only a few minutes. He willed himself to relax and let it happen. Then he was pumping his juice into her avidly suctioning mouth. Cumming almost completely relaxed was a wonderful experience.

"Now, aren't you glad I have a big mouth?" she teased.

Ashley woke a few hours later. Hunter was sound asleep. She was lying in his arms, her back to him, her ass snuggled into his groin. The drapes were closed and she couldn't tell if it was night or day, and she didn't see a clock. Not that she cared.

As sleep tiptoed away on timorous feet, she realized what woke her. His stiff cock was stuffed between her legs, rubbing against the lips of her pussy. She didn't know how long it had been there. At least long enough to get her wet with desire.

She eased away from him, and he stirred. Before he settled down again, she rolled him onto his back. She lifted his cock with light fingers, played with it, kissed the tip, opened her mouth wide and covered as much of the long stem as she could. He rewarded her with a deep sigh. That was all the encouragement she needed.

She straddled his hips, held his cock steady with one hand, and lowered herself onto him. When the head slipped between the lips of her pussy and entered her sheath, she let out her own deep sigh. His cock felt as good as it had earlier-long and thick and tremendous.

She rose to a sitting position astride him. She put both hands on his hips to steady herself and stared between her legs at the stimulating sight of his pleasing prick sliding in and out of her as she humped up and down. She lifted her eyes and looked at the reflection in the mirror at the head of the bed.

Hunter awakened fully. He kept his eyes closed and treated the episode like a graphic product of his randy imagination. He touched her hips, used them as a reference point, and moved both hands inward, over her stomach and between her legs.

She watched his hands in the mirror, smiling slyly at herself. She gasped when his fingers touched the lips of her pussy and tugged them gently. His cock was long enough that she had to lift herself off her knees to reach the end of it. She rode about halfway up his shaft and knelt with her legs straight to give his hands better access to her crotch.

He pulled on her tightly stretched, thick slick lips, caressed her hairy crotch, and tickled her erect clit. She accepted his erotic dabbling until her passions reached the boiling point. Then she began fucking him again. She squatted over his loins with her hands on his chest and twisted her ass around as she lunged up and down. Her tits dangled down so far that her nipples grazed his chest.

He put his hands around one heavy mound and kneaded the pliant flesh. He scrubbed her stiff nipple over his chest and pretended he was milking her. Then he did the same to her other tit.

She lifted her head so she could watch herself in the mirror as she rode his prick frantically. She alternated ducking her head to watch his prick go in and out of her cunt and lifting it to watch herself in the mirror.

Her simmering excitement boiled over. Her movements became herky-jerky and ungraceful. He stuck one hand back between her legs and fingered her clit. She threw her head back and screamed. He rubbed her clit and pulled her tit. She jerked and jumped around on his cock so tumultuously, he thought she might throw herself off the bed.

In her mind, light years passed before her orgasm began to ebb. Her movements slowed and she let her ass fall. His cock stabbed to the very bottom of her cunt. She lay on top of him and squeezed his big prong with her strong muscles.

"You're insatiable," he said softly. "I love it."

"Can you cum?" she asked in a hoarse whisper.

He caressed her ass with both hands and chuckled. "Probably not. I think you've taken everything I have to give for a while."

"Well, that must be a first." She pushed herself up and looked down at him. "I hate to leave your cock so hard. Doesn't it hurt?"

He moved his hands to her tits, hefted and massaged the big globes. "No. It would hurt only if I needed to cum and you left me that way."

She struggled off him, leaned over and swallowed about half of his rigid rod. She sucked and licked until she had removed all the juice from her pussy, then lay down by him.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Famished! What time is it?"

"Six."

"Is that all?" she said skeptically. "I thought it must surely be morning."

"Time flies when you're having fun, but not that fast. Where would you like to go for dinner?"

"I don't know if I can walk!"

"I can order something sent in. Or I can burn a couple of steaks on the grill and nuke a couple of potatoes."

"That sounds better than getting dressed and going out."

He grinned. "I like the part about not getting dressed. Okay, you fix the salad."

"You know what, Hunter."

"What?

"I don't remember you kissing me, even once. Don't you like to kiss when you fuck?"

"Which part of you do you want me to kiss?"

"Well, you did kiss my pussy earlier. And very well, I might add, so on the mouth for now. We'll get around to the other parts one of these days."

He leaned over her, put his lips lightly on hers and slithered his tongue into her mouth. The kiss grew in intensity until her toes curled.

"My tits get in the way," she laughed as she cut up a tomato.

"They don't stick out any further just because they're naked," he said.

"Well, they look like they do."

"You just aren't used to seeing them naked. Can you lick your nipples?"

"I never thought of trying." She put down her knife and lifted her left tit. She bent her head way down and stuck out her tongue. The tip flicked over her nipple. "Yeah, I guess I can." She pushed her tit up higher and licked her nipple several times. "It feels funny," she giggled.

"I saw a contortionist lick her pussy one time."

"That must have been quite a sight." She started cutting a cucumber into thick slices. "Don't expect me to try it. I would break my back."

"Probably not, but your tits would get in the way." He watched her whack the cucumber with the butcher knife. "Are you angry with me about something?"

She looked up in surprise. "No. Why do you ask?"

"That cucumber looks a little like a cock. You were whacking it, not slicing it."

"Maybe I'm angry with some of the guys I've known for the way they treated me."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not especially."

"The steaks and potatoes are ready."

She dug into her food like a half-starved mountain lion. Eating voraciously and maintaining lady-like decorum normally isn't easy, but she did it.

"Well," he said lightly, "I see that you also have an appetite for food."

She looked at him gravely. "Hunter, I don't usually make such a pig of myself. About sex, I mean. I told you that you aren't good for me. Remember?"

"I am very good for you. The best thing that's ever happened to you, in fact."

"Everyone is entitled to her own opinion," Ashley retorted.

He decided that he could change the subject abruptly as well as she could. "Do you like the taste of pussy as much as you like cock?"

"What makes you think that I like pussy at all?" she asked evasively.

He smiled astutely. Her facial expression didn't match her answer. "You licked my cock every time I fucked you, so I know you like the taste of your own pussy."

"Maybe I just did it to please you."

"You did it to please both of us," he said flatly. "Why don't you cut out the bantering and answer my question truthfully?"

She stood and stretched like a well-pleased pussy cat. She grinned slyly and pushed out her chest, accentuating her bountiful breasts. "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. To sleep."

"Want me to bathe you?" he asked, his voice filled with hope.

"Oh, no. I know what you do to girls when you bathe them. If I cum again tonight, I'll lose my mind. What little of it I have left."

"You know where the bathroom is. I'll join you in a few minutes."

She laughed. "You never give up, do you? I'll take a shower by myself, thank you."

He shrugged and cleaned up the kitchen while she bathed. He took a quick shower and joined her in bed. To sleep. At least for a while.

Hunter fixed a scrumptious brunch while Ashley took care of her morning ablutions. He even had a new toothbrush for her to use.

She put back on the dress she had worn the day before. Fortunately, he took it off her as soon they got home, so it wasn't wrinkled. She couldn't find her panties. He could keep them as a remembrance of the best piece of ass he'd ever had.

He probably had an extensive collection of such trophies, appropriately labeled with names and dates. Maybe even the specific acts performed. She knew in her heart that he couldn't boast that his other conquests gave him a better time than she did.

Hunter held her chair like a true gentleman. "Good morning. You are a vision of loveliness this morning. Just looking at you makes my heart go pitty-pat. The thought of last night nearly takes my breath away. I even forgive you for not following my rule about no clothes while you're here."

"You're dressed," she retorted.

"Ah, but I own the place," he teased. "The owner sets the rules, but doesn't necessarily have to follow them."

"Never did like dictators," she grumped.

He grinned and kissed her on the forehead before sitting down. "Why don't you spend the day with me?"

"I have to study," she replied quickly. "I have this tyrant for an instructor in Medieval English literature who assigned a ton of reading for the next class." She gave him a knowing look. "Besides, I don't think you'll suffer from lack of female companionship. New robes, new toothbrushes, and who knows what else you have stashed for your conquests to use."

"You do me an injustice," he objected. "I've always been a meticulous person. I used to drive my parents up the wall. You're an unusual woman, Ashley."

"So you keep saying," she replied. "What are you after besides my pussy?"

"You," he replied softly. "I want you to live with me."

The proposition startled her. "You aren't the kind of guy who would joke about something like that, so I know you're serious. The invitation is flattering, but I must say no."

"Why? Because of my reputation?"

"Partly. Partly because we live in two different worlds."

"We're more a-like than you think," he protested.

"And that's the real problem, Hunter. You wouldn't be able to give up your other coeds for long. Before long, you would start resenting me. And I still have a lot of living to do before I settle down. Before long, I would start resenting you."

"We can work those problems out. Who knows, it might develop into something permanent."

"Hunter, settling down with one man isn't in my future. My near future, anyway. I just can't picture myself ever being a housewife or a mama. I have not decided what I'm going to do with my life, but I know that isn't it." She patted his cheek. "Oh, don't look like you just lost your last friend in the world. I'm not cutting you off. We can still date and have fun with each other. You know I can't resist you, so you can count me among your sure things."

"If you can't resist me, how can you tell me that you won't live with me?"

"Hunter, dear, I can't resist you sexually. I can resist letting you control my life. Now, I must go. Thank you for a wonderful time and the good food and wine."

"Aren't you going to give me your phone number?"

"If you really want it, you'll find a way to get it," she said over her shoulder. "Bye-bye for now."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

"You have a habit of disappearing for days at a time," Nicole said.

"You're the one who said I ought to try older men," Ashley replied. "And, boy, have I been trying them!" she laughed. "I spent a wonderful day and night with Hunter Ligget. Then Peter and Danielle invited me back for an encore, and I spent two days with them. They would like to meet you, by the way. I told him to call you."

"Peter and Danielle, huh? That would have to be Peter Graff. I had no idea they were into the swinging scene."

"They're very careful and discreet. They're going to Denver next week for a big party. Danielle said there will be two guys for each girl. They invited me. You're welcome to come along."

"Damn right I'll come along!" Nicole laughed. "You know how I love to cum. Speaking of cumming, I'm going to see Sean Harper tonight. He asked me to bring along another girl. Are you interested?"

"My motor is running, but you'll have to give me time to take a shower. I'm all sticky and gooey."

"Must have been a good party," Nicole said. "Your motor hasn't stopped running lately."

"Not since Peter pushed the starter button," Ashley quipped.

"Yeah, the one between your legs. Go take your bath. I've already had mine."

Ashley liked Sean the moment he opened the door. Nicole introduced them, and he led them into the living room. He kissed Nicole and held out his hand to Ashley.

"Don't give me that crap," Ashley said. She moved up against him and kissed him deeply. "Hello," she said softly. "When does the party start?"

"Hello, yourself. I think it just started."

Ashley held her arm, and Nicole joined them. Sean slid his hands down to their butts and pulled them close. He kissed Nicole, then Ashley. Nicole kissed Sean, then Ashley. Ashley kissed Sean, then Nicole.

"Yes, I think the party has started," he said happily. "Would you like a drink?"

Ashley chuckled softly. "I don't need one, but I'll have one to be sociable," she said. She noticed that he was trying to look her over. She took Nicole with her as she stepped back.

Sean's eyes roved up and down their bodies. "Wow!" he muttered.

"I take it you like what you see," Nicole said.

"I might be an eccentric mathematician, dear lady, but I'm not stupid."

Visions of their stunning nude bodies writhing under him as his prick pleasured them danced through his mind. He didn't consider how it would be possible for both of them to be writhing under him at the same time. Fantasies don't have to be logical.

"I like people who are a little off center," Ashley said. "They make life more interesting."

"Have a seat and I'll get you a drink," he said.

Nicole and Ashley sat on the couch and left room between them for Sean.

The girls sat with their backs very straight and their chests pushed out. They crossed their legs, and their short skirts rode up to show an abundance of shapely leg.

Sean mixed the drinks and walked back to the couch. "Here you are."

Ashley took her glass and set it on the end table without drinking from it. Nicole took his hand and pulled him down between them.

"Ashley is expanding her education this summer," Nicole said.

"What courses are you taking?" he asked.

"Sex," Ashley giggled. "You asked Nicole to bring along another girl tonight. Well, here I am, willing and eager."

"How does that idea strike you?" Nicole asked softly.

"Right in the old solar plexus."

Ashley put her hand on his leg and smiled brightly. "Just so you don't misunderstand, we want you to fuck both of us."

"I didn't misunderstand," Sean said, pleased by her straightforward, uninhibited response. He liked women who spoke their mind and used earthy language in their private affairs. "I'm honored you chose me. Shows your good taste." He grinned. "I'll do my best to live up to your expectations and standards."

"I have no doubt you will," Nicole said.

"Stick out your tongue," Ashley giggled.

Her request startled him. "My tongue?"

"Yeah," Ashley said. "I know how Nicole's tongue feels in my mouth and pussy. I want to see yours."

"I see," Sean murmured, throwing Nicole a perceptive look.

Nicole grinned and shrugged. "You said you wanted a lively one."

Sean chuckled and stuck out his tongue. Ashley leaned over and examined it carefully. Satisfied, she kissed it.

"Do I pass muster?" Sean asked.

"So far, so good," Ashley replied. She pulled his zipper down and ran her hand inside his pants. "Oooooo," she murmured.

"Well," Nicole said, "don't play with it in secret. Take it out so I can see what you're doing with it."

Ashley slowly drew Sean's cock out of his pants. Even semi-erect, it looked robust and fulfilling. She held it upright and shook it. "Oooooo, beautiful cock!" she breathed. "And it's uncut!" She tightened her grip and skinned it back, giggling faintly as the head popped out.

"Mmmmmm," Nicole hummed. She leaned down and licked the bare knob. She raised up, kissed Sean on the lips, and started undressing him.

She removed his shoes and socks...licked his lips, then kissed them...removed his shirt, licked both of his nipples, then kissed them...unbuckled his belt and removed his pants, licked the head of his cock, then kissed it.

By the time Nicole got Sean undressed, Ashley had coaxed his cock to full attention with her soft hands. He didn't say a thing, and didn't try to dictate the action. They were doing perfectly fine on their own.

Nicole raised up from his cock and said, "Turn about is fair play, darling. Undress Ashley and see what she has to offer you."

Ashley slid off the couch. She hung onto his meaty rod for dear life as she tugged him to his feet. He put his arms around her. He licked her ear, sucked her ear lobe, and nuzzled her neck as he slid the zipper down the back of her dress.

He pulled the dress off her left shoulder and slowly pushed it down to the top slope of her breast. His mouth followed the edge of the material. He licked the satiny flesh, stopping before he reached her nipple. He moved over to her right shoulder and again followed the edge of the dress with his tongue.

Ashley moaned and jerked his cock. She watched the big knob pop out as the foreskin worked back and forth. Her pussy was wet enough to swim in.

Sean pushed the left side of Ashley's dress off her bulging tit and ran his palm lightly over the warm flesh. He caught the protuberant tip of her tit between his thumb and index finger. He pulled it out as far as it would stretch and twisted it gently.

Ashley moaned louder and shivered visibly. Her knees felt weak. Her legs trembled. Juice poured from her pussy and ran down the inside of her thighs.

Sean bared her other tit and gave the nipple the same treatment. He licked both nipples for several moments. He pushed the dress clear off her left arm and reached down to pull her right hand from his prick.

Ashley quickly grabbed it with her left hand and continued to play with it while he pushed her dress down to her waist. Then she put both hands on his prick.

Sean took a step back. He would have gone further, but Ashley's arms wouldn't reach any further. Her tits were squeezed up between her arms. He pulled her hand from his cock.

Her tits fell, bounced and jiggled for a moment. She arched her back, lifted her chest and pushed her tits out at him. Her swollen nipples pointed straight at him.

Sean hefted the heavy globes in his palms, ran his thumbs over the turgid nipples. "Splendid," he muttered.

"Now me!" Nicole said. She jumped up and stood by her roommate.

Ashley grabbed his cock again and played with it as he undressed Nicole. He pushed her dress down to her waist, licking and kissing her the same way he had done Ashley. Reluctantly, she let him pry her fingers loose from his cock and held her arms at her sides.

Sean took another step back, nodded in mute approval and went to Ashley. He kissed her belly and pulled her dress off her hips. He licked straight down to her muff as the dress fell around her ankles.

Ashley opened her legs, put her hands behind Sean's head, and pulled his mouth to her pussy. She gasped when his tongue flashed out and stabbed into her soggy slit and skimmed across her clit. She curled her cunt up and moaned as he licked the full length of her crack. She clung to his head, willed him to him finish what he started, to make her cum.

He pulled away and crabbed sideways on his knees to Nicole. He kissed her belly, pushed her dress down, and licked into her muff. She spread her legs, put both hands in her crotch, and opened her pussy to his wiggling tongue. She gasped and moaned as loud as Ashley when his tongue made its journey through her humid crevice.

Sean stood and stepped back again. His eyes roved leisurely, amorously up and down Ashley's voluptuous body, then Nicole's. "Magnificent," he said softly.

Nicole hugged Ashley and kissed her. "I think we just passed muster, darling."

Ashley's eyes sparkled. "So does Sean! His cock is almost as large as your dildo."

"Is that a compliment?" Sean asked.

"Oh, definitely," Nicole laughed. "My dildo is a foot long and four inches thick!"

"I hardly think I quite meet that standard," he said.

"It's big enough for me!" Ashley exclaimed. "I hope you think of me as something more than just a cock," Sean teased.

"I've got to say it," Ashley laughed. "You aren't a big prick, dear. Just to show you that I'm not insulting you, I'll give your cock a little suck."

Sean backed up, sat down on the couch, and spread his legs. His mama didn't raise any fools! "What is this dildo I keep hearing about?"

"I have a strap-on dildo that looks and feels almost like a real cock," Nicole said. "It even has a foreskin that slips up and down."

Sean looked at his rigid rod. "Ah, now I understand the comparison. You'll have to demonstrate it for me."

"Of course, darling." Nicole smiled deviously. "Would you like one of us to fuck you with it?"

Sean laughed. "No, just each other."

"Enough talk," Ashley said. She knelt between Sean's legs.

Nicole knelt behind Ashley, with her firm, warm tits pressing into the blonde's back. Ashley licked Sean's dick, then took the head into her mouth. Her tongue danced an erotic jig as she ingested his meat.

"Your mouth feels good, baby," Sean said softly. "So warm and wet. Ahhh, your tongue feels even better!"

"How does it feel in your mouth, darling?" Nicole asked.

Ashley lifted her head, smacked her lips and smiled dreamily. "Fantastic!" she whispered.

Nicole cupped Ashley's tits. "How much of it can you swallow?"

"All of it," Ashley answered without hesitation.

To prove she wasn't lying, she took Sean's cock back into her mouth and slowly lowered her head. Her lips stretched tightly around the thick shaft. She swallowed it right down to the root.

"Very good!" Nicole cooed. She strummed Ashley's taut nipples with her thumbs. She looked at Sean and grinned. "Believe it or not, I've never watched her suck cock." She caught both of Ashley's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and rolled them around.

Ashley held Sean's cock in one hand and sucked his balls. Nicole peered over Ashley's shoulder and pulled her nipples harder as her own excitement built.

"Damn," Sean muttered.

"Have fun, dear," Nicole said. She gave Ashley's nipples a final tweak and sat on the couch by Sean.

Ashley kissed Sean's prick, brushing her lips over it lightly. She sucked the head of the rod back into her mouth. The feel of the bulging tip set off a chain reaction of lust. She devoured his cock meat with a zeal that made Sean gasp.

Nicole kissed Sean passionately. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and ground her lips against his. She broke the kiss, put her arm around him, and snuggled close. "Play with my tits," she whispered. She pulled his hand to her right tit, spread her legs and fingered her slit.

"You two are fantastic," Sean said softly.

Sean played with Nicole's tits and watched Ashley suck his cock. Nicole played with her pussy and watched Ashley suck his cock. Nicole dipped her finger into her hole and confirmed what she already knew. Her pussy was wet enough to float a battleship! She pushed Ashley away from Sean's cock, slid her leg over his, and knelt over his loins.

"Just give me a minute, darling," she said softly.

Ashley watched raptly as Nicole squatted over Sean's rigid prick. She reached between Nicole's legs and gripped the bulky pillar of hard muscle. She rubbed the flaring knob through the redhead's lathered pussy lips, then seated it. Nicole sank down with a deep, pleased sigh. She humped up and down several times, then lifted herself slowly. Ashley saw the lips cling to the thick shaft. Nicole sat back down by Sean and patted Ashley on the head.

"There, darling, you'll find it more delectable now."

"You're sneaky," Ashley said, grinning broadly.

Ashley looked the Sean's cock, at the erotic moisture coating it. Her heart skipped a beat and her mind reeled from the excitement pulsing through her. She grabbed the tool anxiously and tilted it toward her mouth. The erotic taste of Ashley's love juice inflamed her mouth and mind with lustful desire. Her mouth watered. She gobbled his big tool hungrily, as if she couldn't get enough of it. The taste of Nicole's juice, combined with the feel of his prick in her mouth, battered her nervous system with thunderous blows of sexual desire.

"Aaahhh!" Sean moaned.

Nicole was fingering her pussy madly. Sean's hand was going from tit to tit, tweaking her nipples, kneading the heavy, firm mounds, exciting her even more. She wondered if could keep from cumming. Did she want to? She decided she did. Better to wait and let either Sean or Ashley get her off. She stuck two finger up her cunt, wiggled them around, then pulled them out and stuck them in Sean's mouth.

"Taste my pussy, darling," she whispered.

Sean sucked her fingers zealously. He gripped her hand and pulled her fingers out of his mouth. "If you want to, you can stand up in front of me and I'll eat you out right now."

"I'd love to, darling, but let's wait a few minutes. I like to watch Ashley suck cock."

"Whew!" Sean said. "Her mouth is fantastic!"

"Do you want her to suck you off?"

"Doesn't matter what he wants," Ashley muttered. She stood and straddled his legs.

Nicole grabbed his thick cock and rubbed the fat tip up and down the length of Ashley's slit, making sure her clit received plenty of attention.

Ashley closed her eyes and quaked chaotically. Sean grabbed her hips, pulled her down, and his stalwart charger stormed into her sex chamber. She lurched down, slamming their crotches together with a loud whack as his shaft rammed all the way into the delicate folds of her cunt.

Her contracting cuntal sheath sucked at Sean's prick. She screwed her hips around, grinding her crotch into his, stuffing herself full of hard, demanding love muscle. Her mouth hung open. She writhed in the heavenly agony of fleshly invasion. Muddled moans and groans of total sensual surrender poured from her mouth.

"Fuck her, Sean!" Nicole wailed. "Fuck her good!"

"She's doing all the work," he grunted in reply.

"I'm cumming!" Ashley yelled.

Her body movement told Nicole and Sean before she did. Nicole kneaded her tits and kissed her cheeks and cooed in her ear.

Breathtaking joy overwhelmed Ashley. She trembled and jerked spastically and screamed her gratitude. She was all goose flesh and honey, her climax intensifying, becoming more powerful as she rode Sean's dick furiously.

Nicole slid her fuck finger into the top of Ashley's slit and massaged her clit. "Cum real good, darling," she breathed in the horny blonde's ear. "You look so wanton when you cum." She nibbled on her roommate's lips and gently tweaked her nipples.

The blunt end of Sean's prick hit the mouth of Ashley's womb. She took the full impact of his lunge with a grunt. She felt another powerful orgasm stirring...in her spastic cunt...in her fiery clit...everywhere! "Oh, fuck!" she squealed. "I am going to cum again! Oh, darling, fuck me! Fuck me! "

Sean shafted her cunt furiously, burying his lance to the hilt repeatedly. Her quivering, juicy sheath devoured his dick greedily. The pleasure-producing friction inflamed the sensitive lining of her cunt. Squishy sounds drifted up from her crotch as he pronged her dynamically. Her strong muscles squeezed his cock, milked it, clutched the fiery club that bludgeoned the recesses of her hot cunt.

Nicole watched Sean's prick plunder her roommate's cunt and frigged her clit furiously. She felt the deep tremors in Ashley's belly, knew she was on the verge of another climax.

Ashley's heavy tits bounced and jiggled from the force of Sean's potent thrusts. Her hard nipples stood tall and proud, signifying the intense pleasure he was giving her. She moaned continually under the increasing assault of his cock. She bucked and writhed on him. Her tight sheath squeezed and sucked insatiably on the full length of his wand, sending a series of scorching thrills through both of them. The gluttonous, hair-fringed mouth between her thighs ate him, attempted to swallow him balls and all.

The molten lava in his balls seethed. He bucked his hips up faster, fucked more strenuously. Her compliant body accepted him, complemented the increased tempo of his fucking, matched his movements with frenetic jerks and lunges. The cheeks of her shapely ass bounced on his thighs as he speared her accommodating cunt. A hurricane of lust and desire raged within both of them.

"Oh-yes-oh-yes-oh-yes!" she chanted. "It's so good! So fucking gooooood!"

"Beautiful, darling," Nicole murmured. "Beautiful. You're so beautiful. Isn't his cock wonderful?"

Ashley heard her, but couldn't answer. Lust consumed her mind. Gathering his strength, Sean hammered his cock into her faster, driving her further into her orgasm...and triggering his own searing culmination. The scalding load from his balls inundated the liquefied receptacle between her quivering thighs.

Ashley wailed like an enraged banshee as the hot jism squirted into her spastic tunnel. Then her body went totally slack, completely spent.

Nicole pulled Ashley off Sean's lap and laid her on the couch. She threw the blonde's right leg over the back of the couch and pushed her left foot to the floor. She stared at the pussy dew and male sperm glistening in the silken curls of Ashley's tantalizing pussy fur. The anticipation of eating a pussy filled with cum made her mouth water.

Ashley lifted her head and grinned at Sean. "I'm so glad that I stayed here to take courses during the summer."

"You and me, both," Sean laughed. His cock had enough starch in it to penetrate a pussy. He pushed Nicole's head down and knelt behind her. He lifted her ass and speared her slick hole. "Nothing like a few courses in the liberal arts to broaden your education."

Ashley laughed gaily, then gasped when Nicole's tongue entered her gooey hole.

THE END
Virgin Coeds In Heat ....(77k)    by Tiffany Diamond




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