Kristie closed her eyes when the feather tickling her legs was replaced by lips working their way up her left leg.
"Go on, more, do it more," she whispered to the stranger she could not see. A glance around the library told her no one else had heard.
The guy under the table began sucking her toes. Kristie couldn't remember a bigger turnon. His tongue worked between her toes and all around, licking over the instep and finally starting up her right leg. The young woman shuddered and put a hand under her skirt. She had to cum no matter who might turn and see. Her kinky mystery lover would see to it!
"Don't look," he said, "I'm going to eat your pussy now!"
CHAPTER ONE
Kristie caught her breath and tried to keep from turning to watch the stud ambling past her. She licked her red lips, gave in to the feelings in her pussy and looked over her shoulder. The sexy dark-haired coed blushed when she saw the well-built hunk in the tight jeans turning to look at her. He almost leered. Kristie lowered her head and hurried on.
She wasn't used to such mature-looking guys. Coming from a small town to a big college was a real change for her. Kristie had graduated from high school and spent a year working in a fast food joint to get enough money to come here.
Classes hadn't even started and she was already getting quite an education.
"Hey, babe, how about you and me getting it on?" The guy she had been ogling thrust his hips back and forth. Then he laughed and went on his way.
Kristie blushed even more and rushed away. It wasn't like this at home. In her entire hometown there were only five guys anywhere near her own age. If the town got much smaller it would be listed as a ghost town on the maps.
Brushing back her long midnight-dark hair, Kristie found her assigned dorm. She lugged her suitcases into the lobby and up the stairs to the second floor, hunting for room 269. Finding her room amid the crush of dozens of other new and returning college students, she used her hip to knock open the door.
A curvy blonde stood in the middle of the room, naked to the waist.
"Oh, sorry," Kristie said. "I didn't know-"
"Hey, open the door a bit more. Can't see what's going on!" called a guy from across the hall.
"Sorry," Kristie apologized, dumping her suitcases to the bed nearest the door. "I didn't know you'd be dressing."
"I'm Audrey and don't sweat it. This is a coed dorm. Those dorks get an eyeful now and then, but so do we. The dorm advisor-Kenny-he's got an ass on him that is so tight! You've got to see that hairy hunk of muscle all wet and naked to appreciate it."
Kristie's blue eyes went wide at such openness. She definitely was in the fast lane now!
She started to open her suitcase and unpack, but Audrey pushed the lid closed.
"No time for that," the blonde said, her naked tits bobbing. Kristie found herself unable to take her eyes off those luscious mounds of tit flesh. Even in PE in high school, the girls had been pretty private. Kristie felt her heart beating a little faster as she eyed Audrey's big knockers and the red nipples cresting each one.
"Why not?" Kristie asked.
"Freshman mixer. Since I'm a senior, I've got to make sure you fit in. College can be a real bummer unless you know the right people."
"Mixer?" Kristie blinked when it seemed that Audrey wasn't going to put on any clothes. The blonde went to the door and opened it wide, standing half-naked so anyone in the hall could see.
"A party. You know, boy-girl, that kind of thing? Kenny said you were from a small town, but I didn't think anywhere was that small." She reached over and snatched up a thin T-shirt with the college emblem on it. Audrey slid into it. The white cotton cloth clung to her chest as if it were a second skin. If anything, the T-shirt made her tits seem even bigger-and her nipples looked like pointing ringers.
Fingers pointing the way to fun.
Kristie wanted to do everything she hadn't done in high school back in her tiny hometown. This was her chance.
"I'm ready," she told Audrey, breath coming faster. The blonde studied her for a minute, then reached over and undid the top three buttons on her blouse. Audrey made a face.
"I suppose that'll do. You must be the only chick on campus wearing a bra. Never mind. Let's go."
Kristie felt uneasy at this. She wanted to fit in, to do everything the rest of the college students did. Running down the hall, she caught up with Audrey.
"Should I take it off?"
"Let some guy do it," Audrey said. "Just a joke," the blonde added, when she saw the shock on Kristie's face. "You've got to loosen up, babe. Go with the flow. Learn to live."
"Right," Kristie said. She kept up with Audrey, but didn't much listen to the senior's lecture on the school. Kristie couldn't keep her eyes off all the good-looking studs-and most of them seemed to be going in the same direction. She nervously brushed back a strand of her black hair and sucked in a deep breath to calm down.
"That's the way to do it," Audrey said. "Stick those lovely titties of yours out. Advertise. You'll have guys flocking around." Audrey smiled and pushed Kristie ahead of her through the door into the student union building. The ballroom was already packed. Loud music hit her like a hammer. For a moment, Kristie just stood there, then she moved into the room and melted into the crowd of dancing students.
"You like to dance?" a tall, handsome guy asked.
"She would. You got a friend?" Audrey cut in. "For me?"
"Sure. There's Ben." The guy waved and was joined by a muscular stud who must have been a football player. His shoulders were wide and his waist narrow. Kristie's eyes almost bugged out at the way he moved. Most of all, she couldn't take her bright blue eyes off the huge bulge at Ben's crotch.
This guy was hung like an elephant!
"Why bother with getting all tired out dancing?" asked Audrey. "I know a place that's a little more private."
"What do you have in mind?" Kristie was still ogling the guy's crotch, wondering what his cock was like. She didn't think she'd ever seen one that big. Audrey grabbed her by the arm and guided her to a door leading away from the dancing.
"You aren't from that small a town," Audrey said. "There's no place that's that small." She spun around and threw her arms around the first guy's neck. "My friend's got eyes for your friend. So how about you and me enjoying ourselves?" The blonde's hand slid down the man's chest, teasing and tickling. She dipped under his shirt for a moment before fastening directly over his crotch.
Kristie gulped when she saw the way Audrey stroked over the bulging crotch. With a nimble twist, Audrey freed the man's cock. Her fingers circled his thick, meaty shaft and began stroking up and down.
"Wow, you do that great," the guy sighed.
"What about me?" the football player asked Kristie. "Jerry's hung, but I'm even bigger."
He proved his claim by unzipping. His pecker snapped to attention, jutting up from his groin. Kristie felt her pussy begin to churn with excitement at the sight. Jerry's prick was huge, as big as any she had ever seen.
But Ben's was twice as long!
"If you like it, show me how much." Strong hands stroked through her hair and circled behind her head. Ben pulled her forward and down to his groin. Kristie's legs went all rubbery. But there was nothing rubbery about the cock pulsing with life just inches from her lips.
Hardly knowing what she did, the new coed bent forward and kissed the tip of Ben's pecker. He shuddered at the brief touch of her lips on his hot flesh. The thick pillar of man meat jerked even harder.
Kristie's mouth began to water at the tempting sight. She turned her eyes up to him. A huge smile crossed his face.
"Go on, suck it."
Kristie did. It was impulsive, something she had done only a couple times before. She tried to gobble up the entire length and couldn't. Her tongue shot out, pressing into the tip of the quivering pecker. This made Ben thrust his hips forward, trying to face fuck her.
Kristie caught her breath and brushed her long dark hair from her face. She kissed and licked and teased the log of flesh in front of her. She ran her pink tongue around the tip of his swollen dong and then licked along the entire underside. The dark-haired beauty knew she was doing everything just right from the way he moaned out in pleasure.
"Great, you're fucking great!"
This thrilled her even more. She was as good as any other college girl. She might even be as good as Audrey! At the thought of her roommate, Kristie turned slightly and saw how the blonde was going down on Jerry. Her head bobbed back and forth, taking his huge cock fully into her mouth.
Kristie did exactly the same thing.
"What a mouth! This is the best head I ever got!" Ben crowed. His fingers laced through her long hair, and he began guiding her back and forth in a motion designed to get him off fast.
Kristie turned coy and drew back until her ruby lips closed around only the purpled tip. She began sucking hard there. Her cheeks went hollow, and she wondered if she could pull his balls up the shaft and out the end of his cock if she kept this up.
The football player started shifting from foot to foot and moaning loudly. Kristie reached out and cupped his hairy balls. She began tickling them. As her fingers stroked and caressed, her mouth worked feverishly on the end of his prick.
She tasted a drop of pre-cum and knew he was going to explode any instant. She was having too much fun to have it end this fast!
The lovely young coed slid forward, her lips stroking over the man's shaft. And to give him an even bigger thrill, the sexy girl closed her teeth just enough to rake along the sensitive flesh. Her tongue teased the flap of skin under the delicate head.
Tongue wagging back and forth on the most sensitive part of his cock, fingers stroking the tight, hairy sac containing his tumbling balls, the gorgeous coed reached around with her free hand and clutched his butt. His ass muscles were tight, really tight. She pulled him closer.
This sent his dick sailing into her mouth. Kristie teased and licked and kissed-and took his full length. Deep-throating him, she turned from side to side until the plug of flesh began to grow.
The guy grabbed the back of her head with both hands. His hips started moving faster and faster. Kristie felt the friction of his hard driving cock flesh against her lips. She started sucking even harder. When she squeezed down on his butt and pulled him into her face, his cock seemed to double in size.
"Oh, oh, what a mouth! What a sucking mouth you have!" he cried out.
Hot jets of jism blasted into her mouth. Kristie was so surprised, she gulped. Swallowing the first load of the tasty cum convinced her she could swallow the second. His pleasure pump kept spewing forth its load until he was all sweaty with exertion.
Kristie never stopped sucking, even when the once-rigid prick in her mouth turned into limp spaghetti. Hungrily, she licked and lapped and sucked. She took every bit of the now flaccid cock into her mouth and gently gnawed, hoping to get him hard again.
"Whoa, babe. You can't expect any more from me. Not right away. Wow." Ben staggered back, leaning against the wall.
Kristie sat back and licked the few drops of his precious cum from her lips. She looked and felt like a cat with a bowl of cream.
Seeing the slack hose dangling out of the footballer's jeans convinced Kristie she wasn't going to get any action there. Not any time soon. She turned to her roommate, hoping Audrey hadn't sucked off Jerry yet.
Kristie's spirits sank when she saw Audrey pull back from Jerry's knobby dick. A white gob arched high in the air and splashed on the floor a few feet away. Audrey wasn't interested in sucking up the man's cum as much as she was nibbling on his pecker like it was some sort of erotic ear of corn.
"Mind if I join you?" Kristie asked. She scooted over and clamped her mouth on the other side of Jerry's steely cock. The two girls' lips brushed around the rigid bar of man meat. But Kristie wasn't satisfied. Jerry's fuck pole turned as limp as his friend's as he continued to shoot his wad.
Kristie sat back and stared up at the two guys. They both had silly expressions on their faces, just about like her boyfriend's back home the first time the two of them had finally gotten it on.
But Kristie felt different this time. This time she knew it was only a beginning. College was filled with guys like these two. And she wanted every last one of them!
CHAPTER TWO
Kristie lay in her narrow bed and stared at the ceiling. Her hand crept under the sheet so she could run her long fingers up and down over her furry slit. She shuddered a little when her finger curled and dipped into her fuck hole.
The dark-haired beauty closed her eyes and let the sensations ripple through her. She started running her finger in and out of her pussy in slow, easy strokes. Before she knew it, her finger was slick with her cunt juices. Her breathing came faster. When her hand rubbed over her clit, she almost came.
Guiltily, she looked around. Kristie was afraid Audrey might have noticed what she was doing. The blonde was nowhere to be seen. Kristie sat up in bed and reluctantly pulled her middle finger from her love hole.
"This isn't right," she said. She had been too wild at the party. She had gone down on a guy she had never seen before in her life. And she had loved it!
"Got to get down and study. That's why I came to college." Kristie threw off the sheet and stood, pulling down her shortie nightgown. Glancing over at the mirror over the single dresser in the room she saw her own reflection.
A slow smile came to her lips. She wasn't so bad-looking, she decided. Long, trim legs. An ass that wouldn't quit. Narrow waist and flaring boobs. She might not be as voluptuous as her roommate, but Kristie had nothing to complain about.
"I sure didn't have any trouble getting Ben to open his fly and let me suck on his cock," she said. The small town girl blushed as she remembered what she had done. That wasn't like her. She had been caught up in the mood of the party-and had let Audrey lead her astray.
"No more," she declared. "I've got to study. Go to class." Kristie turned and saw she had only ten minutes to get to her first class. Dressing in a hurry, she decided to forget putting on a bra. Audrey had said none of the coeds wore them. And why bother with pantyhose? They took too long to put on. She pulled on a wide skirt and simple white blouse, slipped on a pair of running shoes and took off to find her class.
In the hallway, Kristie pulled up short. The guys in the room across the hall were having themselves a mini-orgy. She knew she shouldn't watch, but she couldn't help herself. One stud had a redhead bent over the back of a chair and was fucking her fast, long and hard. The expression on the redhead's face got to Kristie.
She was enjoying this public display!
Kristie looked away and forced herself to walk off. But something about the openness of the screwing got to her. Maybe the girl liked being seen by others while a guy fucked her. Maybe the tall, burly man in the room enjoyed having an audience when he made love.
Kristie had to admit he looked to be really good. His cock had been mostly hidden by the redhead's legs as he poled her from behind, but he was big and hairy and strong. The dark-haired coed shivered and ran even faster to her class. Life at college was a lot different from the way she had thought it would be.
A hell of a lot different. It was sexier and more liberated than anything she had been led to believe.
But it wasn't for her. Not all the unbridled sex going on. She wanted to pass all her courses and didn't have time for such goings on.
Like eating a guy's prick at a dance. Or watching her blonde bombshell of a roommate bounce around half-naked in the room. Or seeing the guy across the hall in the dorm screwing the brains out of a sexy redhead.
Kristie felt her cooze beginning to drool as she remembered everything that had gone on so far at college. Nervously pulling her skirt down, she was suddenly sorry she hadn't put on panties. The fuck juices were starting to grease her snatch and drip down the insides of her thighs. It was driving her mad.
"Think about class. Anything else," she muttered.
A couple other students turned and stared at her strangely. She smiled and tried to melt into the crowd going into the large lecture hall. Kristie found a seat in the back, near a door. She could always sneak out early if she couldn't handle her runaway sexual urges.
"Oh, no," she sighed when she saw the professor coming into the room. "Just my luck to get a hunk for a teacher."
Kristie eyed the man's wide shoulders and bulging biceps. Every move he made was light, quick like a cat. He exuded power. Power and sex.
Her cunny began creaming all over again as her mind raced away. Kristie rubbed her legs together, but this only increased her longing.
"I'm Professor Ross," the man said. His deep voice came out and caressed her. And he seemed to be speaking only to her. The others in the big lecture hall might not have existed. His eyes fixed directly on her, making Kristie self-conscious.
Was her lust written all over her face for the professor to see? She opened her book and pulled it into her lap. Then she opened her notebook so she could hide what she was doing.
Back in her dorm room, frigging herself had been private. Now she was doing it in public. She fingered her cunt lips, ran her finger along the trembly pussy for a moment and then thrust her finger far up into her moist interior. Wiggling the finger around in her carnal tunnel sent ripples of desire racing through her body.
Kristie felt her tits beginning to fill with excited blood. Her nipples hardened and pressed into the front of her blouse. Did anyone notice? Did the professor? Kristie couldn't tell.
And it hardly mattered to her. She bent forward and rubbed her tits against her notebook. All the while, her finger raced in and out of her slippery slit. Sensations mounted within her trim young body. She tried to close her legs but discovered this only let her ram her finger even deeper.
And she did. Her middle finger flew in and out, finger-fucking her twat until she could not hold back the rising tide of climax. Kristie gasped and put her head down as orgasm ripped through her.
"Are you all right, Miss?"
Kristie rode the winds of emotion tearing her apart. Her finger kept working hard at her cunt. The fleecy fur around her bearded clam turned wet from the juices leaking from her pussy. And even the lightest touch on her clit caused her body to quake as if she had a raging fever.
"Miss, I asked if you were all right?"
Kristie looked up, her face flushed. Her tits felt heavy from all the blood that had pounded into them. And her snatch was on fire from the finger-fucking. It took her a couple seconds to get her senses about her and realize the professor was talking to her.
"Yes, fine," she muttered. "I'm fine."
"You look flushed and-" Professor Ross broke off his comment. "Never mind what it looks like," he said. "Your first assignment is...."
Kristie's blue eyes widened when she realized most of the class had passed. She had not heard a word the instructor had said. He was giving a homework assignment and she almost missed it because her hand was busy doing something more than taking notes.
Aware that she had been the center of attention, Kristie carefully drew her right hand out from under her skirt and picked up her pen. The cunt juices made her fingers slick. The pen squirted from her grip and clattered to the floor.
She hastily bent to pick it up and banged heads with a curly-haired guy in the chair next to hers.
"Here," he said, handing her the pen. "My name's Pete and-" From his position he could see up under her skirt-and he had to see she wasn't wearing any panties. Kristie grabbed the pen from him.
"Thanks," she said curtly. She wanted nothing more than to get out of here. She had embarrassed herself, even if no one had said anything.
Rushing out of the class ahead of the other students, Kristie didn't know where to go.
The sunlight was bright and warm, but too many others milled around the courtyard outside the classroom. Kristie saw the library and knew she could go there and get her wits about her.
"How humiliating," she sobbed as she went into the library. It was cool and quiet, the lights low. This was a perfect place to study. Or just to be alone. Kristie hurried to the back of the main reading area and sat near the long rows of bookshelves.
She sank into a chair and shoved out her long legs. Kristie leaned back and closed her eyes. How could she have done such a thing? In public? Where the other students and the professor could see her masturbating?
Kristie wanted to cry. She shifted on the hard chair, getting the knot of her skirt moved around. Cool air blew along the floor under the table where she sat and came up to caress her pussy lips. She was still juicy from her self-fucking.
"I'm going to be booted out of school if I keep this up. Why?" Kristie didn't have an answer for why her emotions were running wild. Back home she had never acted like this.
"There wasn't anyone I wanted to act this way with," she said, thinking of how great Professor Ross had looked. The guy was smart and might be some kind of an athlete from his build.
"A sexual athlete?" she wondered, thinking what it would be like to get the instructor into bed with her all naked and with a raging hard-on.
Kristie shook herself. She had to stop thinking these nasty thoughts. Opening the book, she tried to read. Somehow, her eyes ran from side to side on the page, but she didn't remember a single word she read.
She heaved a deep sigh, then looked around. She heard a strange noise. She doubted the library had mice. Then Kristie gasped.
A hand crept up the inside of her tender thigh, stroking, tweaking, caressing. And it wasn't her hand!
"What?" She tried to push back from the table and see who was working his way up under her skirt.
"Stop," came a hoarse whisper. "Sit back. Relax. Enjoy!"
Kristie gasped when she felt wet lips kissing her inner thighs. The unknown man's head pressed firmly between her thighs, parting them. She started to cry out, to complain, to stop him. But she didn't. It would be too embarrassing, after all she had gone through, she told herself. It would cause a scene, she told herself. She might get tossed out of school, she told herself. She lied.
Kristie wanted the unknown man's head between her legs. She wanted his lips stroking and kissing her thighs. And she needed his tongue pushing past her cunt lips and all the way up into her fuck tunnel!
The dark-haired girl lifted her ass off the chair as the unseen man's mouth fastened on her pussy lips. His tongue raced up and down, licking and teasing. When he fastened his mouth over her cunthole and started sucking, she almost came.
"No, wait, not here," she pleaded.
"Here, now," he insisted in his whisper. His tongue parted her cunt lips and began fucking hard and fast into her. All Kristie's resistance died. She sank back down onto the chair and found his hands under her ass cheeks.
His hands crept into the steamy divide between those half-moons of warm ass flesh. When a probing finger brushed across her asshole, she climaxed.
She rose, arched her back and fought to keep from crying out in passion. The cum was quick, hard and passed leaving a warm glow within. But the mouth never left her snatch. The eager lips found her tiny pink bud of clitoris. Tongue and lips teasing the tiny pleasure spike forced delight back into her.
"You're driving me crazy with your mouth," she whispered. Reaching under the table, her fingers laced through long hair. She pulled his face harder into her crotch and was rewarded with twin spikes of delight.
His lips crushed her clit as his tongue began reaming her out again. And as fast as his tongue fucked her cunt, his finger worked on her back door. His finger started moving in and out of her asshole slowly, then built up speed.
Friction from the finger all around her asshole produced sensations within her young body she had never felt before. Everything turned her on in a big way. The tongue driving hard in and out of her creaming pussy. The lips rubbing over her pulsing clit. The hot breath gusting through her pussy fur. The finger-fucking up her back passage.
Kristie's hands rose and cupped her own knockers. Her fingers closed on the hidden mounds of succulent tit flesh. Squeezing down hard on her own nipples produced a cum that ripped the top off her head. She shrieked out her joy, thrashing about. The whole while, the man's oral organ kept working on her snatch and his finger twisted about in her asshole. Added to this, his hands tugged and pulled apart her fleshy ass cheeks.
Kristie had barely let one cum die when another seized her totally. She rode with this orgasm, not bothering to stifle it. Panting, sweaty, she collapsed to the reading table. By the time she looked up to see if anyone had noticed, the coed knew what she wanted to do.
She wanted more of that great mouth all over her snatch!
"That was super," she said. Sitting up, she parted her legs even more, but she no longer felt hot breath gusting across her most sensitive flesh. The tongue was gone from her pussy, and the hard finger was missing from her rear.
"More," Kristie said, pushing back and looking under the table to find her unknown oral lover. "I want you to ... do it again." Her voice faltered.
There wasn't anyone under the table.
In a panic, Kristie sat up straight and looked around the library. At the far end of the room a pair of students sat and talked quietly. They had textbooks open in front of them. She had certainly gotten a better education in a few minutes than they ever would from those books.
But who had given it to her? Her mystery tongue-fucking lover was gone.
"I don't know who you are," she said. Then realization hit the raven-haired coed hard. "I don't even know if you are a man or woman." Kristie had just received the eating out of her young life and didn't know who to ask for more.
Then and there she vowed she would find out. Kristie would have to find out or go crazy from her growing sexual urges!
CHAPTER THREE
"Who are you?" Kristie wondered aloud as she walked along, clutching her books tightly to her chest. Her tits throbbed with desire--desire she could do nothing about. She had just received the eating out of her young life and had no idea who was responsible.
Or where to go for another performance.
After a long hunt through the library failed to turn up the pussy eater, she decided to get some advice. The only person she really knew very well was her blonde roommate, Audrey.
Cooze churning, its sensitive flesh still burning from the adroit tongue that had swept over the furred slit so expertly, Kristie made her way up the stairs to the second floor of the dorm. She slowed as she got closer to her room. From inside room 269 came passionate sounds.
Kristie leaned against the wall, her head pressing into the cool paint.
"No," she moaned. "Audrey, why do you have to have your boyfriend in there now? I need you!"
Just to be sure, Kristie edged closer and opened the door a few inches. She caught her breath when she saw the length of the guy's cock shoving himself ball-deep into Audrey's blonde-furred cunt.
Kristie's roommate lay on her back, legs up in the air. The stud fucking her moved, positioning his huge prick just inside the pink tinged pussy lips.
"You want it, don't you, bitch?" he said to Audrey.
"Give me every inch of that pussy pleaser," Audrey cried. "Fuck me good. Fuck me hard, damn you!"
Audrey gasped when the man did as she asked. His ten-inch dong slid easily into the well-oiled snatch. The hairy sac holding his balls swung slightly, banging against the blonde's asshole. But it was his cock that held Kristie's attention.
It had vanished entirely into Audrey's fuckhole. A lewd squishing sound came as he pulled back slowly. Kristie found her eyes closing and her passions mounting to the breaking point.
She watched her roommate get laid. Her own pussy churned with need. The feel of an unknown probing pink tongue had set her alive, and now she had to finger herself to keep from going crazy with lust. It wasn't fair!
"Hey, Kristie, you okay?" came a deep voice.
Guiltily, Kristie swung around, fumbling with her books. She dropped them onto the hall floor. As she bent she crashed into the guy.
"Sorry, I'm such a klutz," the guy said. Kristie simply sat on the floor, knees up and rubbing her head.
"My fault. I had my mind on other things," she said. Then she realized her skirt had hiked up, exposing her bare pussy. Kristie tried to cover up, but only got her skirt more tangled and exposed her naked cunt even more.
"Don't bother covering up on my account," the tall, muscular man said. "I like the view. A lot." He turned when Audrey let out a particularly loud cry. A big smile crossed his face when he saw the guy fucking the lusty moans from Audrey.
"I didn't mean to spy on them, her, Audrey, my roommate," Kristie muttered. She swung around and got to her knees, picking up her books.
"No need to apologize. Living like this has its benefits. Watching a really hot couple getting it on is just one."
"What's another?"
"There's always a TV on in the lounge," he said.
For a moment, Kristie didn't know if he was joking. When she saw he was, she had to laugh. The laugh escaping her lips turned into a giggle, and then she could not stop.
"Come on into my room and get yourself together," he offered. "It's okay. I'm the dorm advisor."
"You're Kenny?"
"Guilty," he said, going down the hall ahead of her. Kristie remembered what Audrey had said about the advisor's buns. Audrey was right. Those ass cheeks were tight, really tight and delectable. She found herself blushing even more when she slipped into his room and sat in the only chair.
"Are you all right?" he asked. "You look flushed."
"Not used to ... things," Kristie said lamely.
"It takes getting used to." Kenny smiled as he saw how she shifted on the hard chair. "College life, that is." He came over and knelt beside her. In a lower voice he said, "You're about the prettiest freshman on the floor. Maybe in the dorm."
"Really?" Kristie bit her lower lip. She knew a line when she heard one. But coming from Kenny, it sounded sincere. And the way she was boiling inside with unsated lust, she wanted it to be more than a simple compliment.
Kristie put her books on Kenny's desk. As she turned, the upper button of her blouse came undone. The dorm advisor got a great view of her naked tit. Kristie knew the nipples were hard with lust. Her heart pumped out more and more blood. How she wanted him to make the first move!
He did.
His hand moved out slow and sure, sliding into her blouse and cupping her boob. Kristie closed her eyes and let him fondle her tit flesh for a few seconds. Then she shoved her chest forward so the entire mound of her left tit crushed down hard into his palm.
"Your nipples are throbbing," he said softly, bending forward. "I should check this out."
His face worked down into the vee of her blouse. Somehow, the remaining buttons popped open. His mouth fastened on the end of her left breast. He sucked hard, pulling the nipple into his mouth. He used his tongue to tease the tiny pink pillar into full hardness. When it turned into a marble of hot flesh, Kenny moved to the other tit.
"Ohhh," moaned Kristie. "More. I want more than your mouth." She remembered how the tongue had tormented her in the library-but it wasn't Kenny's. She could tell just by the way he licked and sucked on her tits.
"I've always been a back door kinda guy," he said. "There's no way I could ignore that tight butt of yours."
His hands worked under her buttocks and lifted her from the chair. She gasped as he kneaded the thick mounds of her ass cheeks. How she had come alive in the library when the mysterious pussy eater had shoved his finger up her asshole!
"There, take me there," she heard herself begging. "I'm on fire inside."
"You'll be raging by the time I get in," the advisor told her. He ran his hands over her bare ass cheeks and his fingers dipped into the moist divide between. His crotch rubbed against hers.
Kristie felt the thickness of his erection against her pussy lips. For a fleeting moment, she wanted that cock up her front. Then his finger found her anus and teased at the tight muscle.
Kristie melted inside.
"Whatever you want. Do whatever you want to me. But do it now!" she pleaded.
Kenny turned her around. She reached out, her hands resting on the back of the chair. Kneeling allowed the man to get behind her and spread her creamy white ass cheeks. She heard a metallic hiss as his zipper ran down. And then there was nothing.
She glanced over her shoulder, ready to protest. She saw Kenny working on a rubber.
"Never go exploring without a helmet," he told her, his smile turning into a grin.
"Fast, do it fast," she said. "I can't stand another instant."
"I was born ready," Kenny told her, "but you were born ready and hot! "
Kristie couldn't answer. The thick plug of his cock pressed between her buttocks and touched the clenched ring of her anal sphincter. He knew better than to ram in before she relaxed enough to take his massive dong.
Tapping lightly with the rubber-clad tip of his cock sent ripples of pleasure into Kristie's body. He reached around and kept up a constant assault on her tits. He kissed her neck and ran his tongue along her shoulder and up to her ear lobe. He nibbled the lobe and then thrust his tongue into her ear.
Kristie gasped-and she couldn't identify the cause. Was it his tongue working all around her ear? The way he so expertly stroked over her tits? The feel of his hairy legs rubbing against her bare ass?
Kristie finally decided it was the way the thick head of his pecker worked past the tightly held ring of her asshole. She had a hint of what an ass fucking might be like when she savored the heat and hugeness of his cock barely inside her tightest passage.
"Do it," she cried. "Fuck me good." The coed vaguely realized she was doing something she had never done before. No man had ever reamed her out from behind like this. He was taking her back door cherry!
Then Kristie forgot everything but the delight exploding within her lithe young body. Eight inches of cock slid all the way up her back. Inside she was pulled and pushed in delightful new directions almost as if her body had turned to taffy.
"You're tight, virgin-tight up your asshole!" Kenny cried.
"I am a virgin up there. Do it good. Faster, burn me up with your cock!" she begged. Kristie clutched the back of the chair and bent forward, shoving her tits down harder into his hand. But the dorm advisor moved his hands to circle her waist, holding her firmly so he could ram hard into her ass.
She felt his strong legs mashing into her fleshy ass cheeks. The thick cylinder of his cock poked apart those half-moons, but it was the heat from his fucking that set her on fire inside.
Every time Kenny thrust forward, his strong hands pulled Kristie's hips back. She fit perfectly in the circle of his groin. And the man's cock slid back and forth in her clutching tunnel until the friction set her on fire.
"I can't stand any more!" she shrieked. When Kristie thought her tender young body couldn't hold any more excitement, the man proved her wrong.
His hands slid around her waist and brushed across her snatch. Fingers probing, he found her gooey cooze. Finger-fucking in and out as his pecker drilled her from behind, Kenny did it all to her.
Kristie's head spun in crazy circles as passion seized her totally. She shrieked as an orgasm pounded hard at her senses. Kristie thrashed about, but she found herself completely held in place. The finger up her cunt wiggled and twitched and stimulated her even more.
But it was the thick plug of pecker fucking hard up her asshole that gave her complete release. Never in her life had she felt such arousal. And it all came spilling out as waves of rapture rippled through her trembly body.
Kristie bent forward and began shoving her hips back into Kenny's groin to take as much of his fiercely driving pecker into her body as she could get. She had let one climax rip her apart, but tingles inside told her she could get off again if she kept moving, kept fucking, kept letting him fuck her hard and fast.
"You're melting me. Hot," he gasped out. "Too hot, too tight. Can't go much longer."
"Damn you, don't stop now. I want more!"
Kenny's finger stroked over her clit. As he touched her go-button, his pecker slammed full length into her from behind. Her pussy began to cream wildly. The beautiful coed felt her heated inner juices leaking down the insides of her thighs, tickling and stimulating her even more.
"No, you're crushing me. Tight, oh, you're so fucking tight!"
With that the dorm advisor lost control. His fuck stick jerked and trembled and then erupted, spewing forth its creamy load. He kept moving, fucking hard to savor the clinging female asshole all around him.
All too soon, Kristie squeezed him flat. Kenny stepped away and sank down to the corner of the bed. His dick turned limp and sagged between his hairy legs.
Kristie sank forward, panting harshly. Sweat drenched her body, and her innards were churning and on fire. But the heat died down and Kristie turned to sit on the chair.
For a moment, she thought she was going to cum again. The hard chair stimulated her. But the sensation went away. She licked her lips and found herself staring hard at the man's flaccid rod.
"That was ... the best," she said, not knowing what else to say. Never before had a man taken her up the rear. From the way it left her feeling, Kristie decided she had been missing something. Something really big and for too long a time.
Her eyes fixed on Kenny's prong.
"Hey, no way, you hungry bitch, no. You're gonna make me so sore I won't be able to take a leak. Oh, ohhh!"
Kenny leaned back as Kristie peeled off the latex protection he had used when he invaded her ass. She tossed it away. Bending forward, she licked the tip of his cock. The salty jizz beaded there excited her.
"No, no, don't. My nuts! I'm going to hurt!"
"No," cooed Kristie, intent on sucking and licking to get him hard again. "You're not going to hurt. You're going to feel as good as I feel, thanks to you!"
She applied her eager mouth to his love muscle until it was hard and long and ready for action again.
CHAPTER FOUR
"I'd like to keep going," Kenny said, rubbing his crotch, "but I've got class." He pulled up his pants and backed away from Kristie, as if she might attack him again. "You can stick around here, if you like."
"Do you have to go?" Kristie sighed. She had sucked him hard and then tried to get him to fuck her again. For some reason, he couldn't keep his erection for a third bout of lovemaking. But, along the way, he had worked his mouth all over her pussy-and Kristie knew he was nowhere near as good at eating her out as her mystery lover had been.
Who could it be? She'd have to keep looking to find out. Otherwise, she might go crazy. His tongue had set her on fire, and nothing less than another eating out like that would quiet the gnawing hunger inside.
Even Kenny's expert reaming out of her asshole with his long cock had not done much to still her desires. Kristie had never thought coming to college would turn her on like this. The small town she had lived in all her life hadn't offered a tenth the fun she had had in only a few days.
Kristie sighed again. With that thrill of sexual liberation came another problem. She had found the guy who would give her the most intense orgasm ever-and she had no idea who he was.
"How long will you be in class?" she asked. Her blue eyes drifted to the man's bulging crotch. The dorm advisor rubbed his hand over his fly again and shook his head.
"Don't know. A while. A long time maybe. You know how it is." He turned and almost ran off. Kristie watched him go, wondering if she had scared him with her burning desires, or if she had merely worn him out.
Kristie picked up her books and went back into the long corridor. This time of afternoon the place was like a tomb. She heard the TV blaring from downstairs in the rec room, but almost everyone was at class. Kristie went back to her room and pressed her ear against the door, wondering if Audrey and her boyfriend were still rolling around on the bed.
Silence. Kristie wasn't sure if she wanted to be alone or not. As she opened the door, she caught her breath. Audrey's boyfriend had gone, but the roommate lay on her bed, buck naked.
Kristie couldn't help herself as she eyed the blonde's fabulous body. Audrey's tits flared so nicely, coming to conical breasts. Her nipples were coppery little fingers pointing straight up at the ceiling. Kristie wondered if Audrey was still turned on from her fucking.
But the succulent mounds of white tit flesh were only part of what confused Kristie. She didn't know what to think when she saw the blonde's furry snatch and blushing pink cunt lips. The long legs on either side seemed to drift open as Kristie stared.
Inside, she felt all kinds of emotions rampaging through her. Kristie was not sure what any of it meant. She had ogled her roommate before. Kristie didn't want to admit she was turned on by the naked blonde beauty lying so brazenly on the bed across the room.
Pulling her eyes away, Kristie went and sat on the edge of her bed.
"What's not eating me is a better question," Kristie said.
"Oh?" Audrey swung around and faced Kristie. The dark-haired coed tried not to stare at her roommate's naked body. It was harder than ever. Kristie tried to deny she was turned on by another woman's body, but the more she tried to deny it the less sure she was.
Then things snapped into focus. She was excited by staring at Audrey's great body. The way her tits flared out, the narrow waist, the silky fur patch around her pussy lips, the firm thighs and Audrey's ass! It was so great Kristie wanted to go over, reach up and hold those creamy white half-moons in her hands.
Kristie swallowed hard. If she did that, she might also move closer to Audrey's snatch and eat her out.
"You look terrible," Audrey said. "Come on over here, and let's work this out."
"I've got to tell somebody, or I'll got nuts," Kristie blurted out. Her experiences in the library came flooding forth.
"So you don't know who was giving cunnilingus to your cunny?" This amused Audrey. She grinned widely.
"I have no idea who he was."
"He? How do you know it was a guy? It might be another woman. After all, what turns me on ought to turn you on. And it should work the other way. If it gets you hot, it'll probably get me all excited, too."
"I doubt it," Kristie said, beginning to feel guilty. She wiped her forehead. She was sweating. Pushing her books aside, she stretched and became aware how her blouse was glued to her body. She might as well have been naked like Audrey for all the cover her thin cotton blouse gave her.
"I think I'm turning you on," Audrey said. "Come on, 'fess up. Tell me the truth. Aren't you just a bit excited when you see me like this?" Kristie's roommate stood and turned slowly, showing every square inch of her voluptuous, naked body.
But when Audrey stood with her long, tapering legs spread far apart, her blonde cunt open and inviting to her roommate, Kristie couldn't help herself.
"Yes," she sobbed. "I think you're gorgeous!"
"And?" prompted Audrey. "What else? Aren't you just a little curious about what my pussy tastes like? I want to know what yours tastes like. I love to eat out other girls."
Audrey dropped to her knees in front of Kristie. The dark-haired coed stared at her lovely blonde roommate. She didn't know what to say. And then there was nothing she could say or do other than moan. Audrey's hands slipped under her skirt and worked up.
"Ah-ha!" Audrey said. "No panties. You were stripped for action already. Or did your mystery pussy eater take them as a trophy?"
"No," gasped out Kristie. "I d-didn't wear any today. No bra, either."
Emotion stalked her. Her insides began to tremble, but in a different way than she had experienced before. When Kenny had fucked her up the rear, Kristie had thought she had exhausted all possible ways to get excited.
She was wrong. She was very wrong.
Audrey threw back her roommate's skirt and began kissing and licking along one smooth inner thigh. Every light, wet touch of that tongue made Kristie sob with delight. She leaned back, supporting herself on her elbows. She saw only the top of Audrey's blonde head as it moved ever upward.
"Hmm, yummy. I love pussy! I really do!" Audrey's darting pink tongue raked along sensitive pussy lips. Tremors passed through Kristie's tender young body. Then she shrieked in joy when the other coed's tongue invaded her fuck tunnel.
Audrey's oral organ slid slickly deep into Kristie's heated interior. She opened her legs to give Audrey an even better shot at getting her tongue as deep up her pussy as possible.
"Do it, do it," Kristie begged. She let the blonde eat her good, but even when Audrey's lips circled Kristie's clitoris and began to suck there wasn't the thrill from her unknown lover in the library.
"I want you, too," Kristie begged. She reached out and stroked Audrey's silken hair. Her hands kept Audrey's face buried in her fragrant pussy for a few seconds, then worked down Audrey's naked body.
Kristie urged Audrey to stand as she spun around on the bed, skirt wrapped up around her waist. Her hands ran over Audrey's sleek body, enjoying the feel of smooth flesh racing under her fingers.
When she caught the blonde's fabulous tits, Kristie almost came. The feel of those luxuriant mounds of tit flesh moving under her hands gave her the biggest thrill imaginable. Kristie had never thought fondling another woman's knockers would send such lightning surges of desire into her own body.
"I'm creaming all over the bed," she said weakly. Her innards had turned liquid.
"I noticed," Audrey said, grinning. "Let me go back to my feast!" The blonde jumped over Kristie and turned around so her head buried between the dark-haired girl's thighs. And, as Kristie stared up, she saw the blonde furred, pinkly tinged cunt lips opening just above her mouth.
Kristie reached out and stroked over her roommate's thighs-and her ass. Kristie loved the way Audrey's ass was so well fleshed. She squeezed down and kneaded the thick mounds until Audrey began to moan and sob, too.
This turned on Kristie even more. She was giving as much pleasure as she got. Or was she? All she was doing for Audrey was fondling her ass cheeks. There was more. And the way the blonde kept lowering her pussy so it came closer and closer to Kristie's mouth told what was wanted most.
Kristie hunched up and tentatively licked along the blonde's snatch. She had thought it would turn her off. The salty, tangy taste sent her pulse racing even more. She licked faster, harder, moving around so her tongue penetrated past the fleshy flaps guarding Audrey's fuckhole.
"That's the way," Audrey called, her mouth still full of Kristie's snatch. "Do everything I'm doing. That's what I want you to do to me!"
The blonde's tongue leaped out and poked deep into steamy cunt. Kristie duplicated the effort. She wiggled her tongue along the edges of the pussy lips in front of her face, then plunged as far up Audrey's female passage as possible.
Liquid squishing told of the blonde's excitement. Kristie avidly lapped up the creamy juices leaking out. And she felt Audrey doing the same at her cunt. Weak in reaction, glad she was flat on her back, Kristie began diddling Audrey's clit-just as the blonde was doing to her.
But somewhere far off in the back of her mind, even though Kristie was approaching orgasm from this mutual oral sex, she knew Audrey wasn't responsible for the eating out in the library. It was someone else she had to find.
Right now, the blonde's eager, questing tongue would more than do. Kristie's breath came in short gasps. Her heart raced and threatened to explode. And her tits! The big hills of soft flesh expanded as agitated blood pumped fiercely into them. Her nipples hurt they were so rigid with excited blood.
"My nipples," sobbed out Kristie. "They need your mouth on them. Suck my poor titties, and it'll get me off fast!"
"Your wish is my command!" Audrey moved away from the wide-spread pussy and licked along Kristie's belly. For a moment, the blonde's tongue dipped into the deep well of an exposed bellybutton. Just as Kristie was sure she was going to cum, Audrey moved away.
Kristie found the lovely tits dangling just over her face. She reached up and tugged at first one tit and then the other. As if she were milking a cow, Kristie began stroking harder and harder on Audrey's great boobs.
The dark-haired coed gasped as her roommate fastened onto one nipple and sucked hard. This lifted Kristie off the bed. Her tit vanished into Audrey's mouth. She felt teeth and tongue and incredible suction on her sensitive flesh.
She tried to tell Audrey how much she loved this, but words got clogged in her throat. Orgasm ripped her apart. She clutched hard at Audrey for support and found the blonde moving constantly.
Kristie let her tongue lick down the snowy slope of her friend's boob and over to the other.
As she started up, licking and tonguing breathlessly as she went, Audrey switched to her other tit. As if she had not cum recently, Kristie felt the mounting sexual furor coming on her again.
"Oh, this is too much. I can't hold it back. Not again, no, no!"
"Let it go, babe," urged Audrey. She applied her mouth to Kristie's tits and sent the dark-haired coed off into climax again.
Kristie soared and shivered and burned all over. As she sank back from the height of passion, she was aware that Audrey had abandoned her tits and was again working on her cooze.
Kristie remembered what Audrey had said. She was doing what she wanted Kristie to do to her. Kristie's tongue lashed out, pressing into the pink mound of Audrey's clit. Sucking hard on it, tonguing it, then driving her tongue all the way into the blonde's furry snatch got her roommate off in a big way.
The volcanic explosion of orgasm momentarily blinded Kristie. Audrey's thighs clamped together on either side of her head. The silky flesh released its harsh grip and Audrey rolled over to lay on the bed alongside her roommate.
"Wow, Kristie, for a small town girl you've got quite a mouth on you!" complimented Audrey.
"So do you," Kristie said. She felt drained. First the library, then Kenny and now Audrey. It had been one great day for her. A day unlike any she had ever experienced before.
"This is no small town," Audrey went on.
"And I bet I was ten times as good with my mouth on your vagina as that guy in the library."
"Audrey," Kristie said truthfully, "no woman's ever given me the thrill you just did."
Kristie mentally added that, while the oral sex had been great, it still didn't match what she had experienced in the library. She still had quite a hunt ahead of her. There were a lot of guys at this college.
If she had to give each and every one of them head so they would eat her out in return, then Kristie knew what lay in front of her.
Fun!
CHAPTER FIVE
"Hi," the guy across from Kristie said.
"How are you today?" she asked politely, but her attention was elsewhere. Professor Ross came into class. The coed found herself running her fingers through her long, lustrous dark hair and sighing as she looked at the handsome teacher. He was so mature, so forceful.
"My name's Pete. I saw you at the mixer before classes started." He smiled and moved a little to get between her and the professor.
Kristie cast a quick look in the guy's direction. He was good enough looking, but she had eyes only for the professor. She scooted around on the hard wood seat and stretched out her long legs in front of her. The way the classroom was arranged, there was no way Professor Ross could miss seeing those fabulous legs of hers.
She knew they were something. Not only her boyfriend back home had told her so a lot of times, but Audrey had complimented her on her shapely legs. Kristie shivered as she remembered what else her roommate had been doing while complimenting her. The blonde's tongue had raced up the tender insides of those slender, shapely legs on their way to a gooey, dark-furred snatch.
"You dropped your pen the other day. I got it for you."
"What?" The distraction caused Kristie to look at Pete again. She frowned and put her finger to her lips. "Quiet. Class is starting."
Pete muttered to himself and opened his notebook. Kristie's full attention fixed on the professor. What a hunk! And the way he kept looking at her and forgetting what he was saying told Kristie he noticed her. She hiked her skirt up a little more to give him a view of her bare thighs.
Kristie's thoughts wandered from the class back to the library. Maybe Professor Ross had followed her after class the other day. Maybe he was the mystery pussy licker who had given her so much pleasure. Just thinking the handsome instructor might be the one who had so expertly eaten out her twat made Kristie tremble even more.
Carnal desires began rising within her as she fantasized what fucking him would be like.
Or was it fantasy? She smiled wickedly when she saw the bulge growing at the man's crotch. Every time he turned her way, he quickly looked toward the far side of the classroom, avoiding her direct gaze. She batted her big blue eyes at him and caught the faint flicker of a smile on his lips.
Or was it a lecherous smirk? She hoped it was.
"We'll be cutting class short today. I have an unexpected appointment," Professor Ross said. He scribbled on a sheet of paper and folded it. "Read your assignment, do a paper, you know the drill. Have it ready in a week." He closed his textbook and tucked it under his arm. As the good-looking, sandy-haired professor left the room, he passed by Kristie's desk.
The sheet of paper fluttered to her desk. She grabbed it and turned, thinking to stop him. But she caught sight of what had been written there and quickly bit her lower lip. She crumpled the paper so no one else could see.
My office. Ten minutes. Be there! he had written.
"Want to get some coffee?" Pete asked. He had an almost shy look, but the gleam in his eye told Kristie he had more on his mind than the bad coffee served at the student union building.
"No, thanks, I've got to catch up on some work," she said, slipping the professor's note into her textbook.
"Can I help?"
"No, thanks. That's kind of you. This I have to do myself." She flashed him a quick smile and hurried from the classroom, trying to find Professor Ross.
His note said he wanted to see her immediately. Kristie looked around but didn't see him until she gazed across a large grassy courtyard toward the faculty offices. In the doorway stood Professor Ross. He nodded in her direction, then disappeared into the building. Kristie ran to see what he wanted.
Every step she took caused her pussy to drool just a bit more. She was really hot thinking about him-imagining what he would be like. From the size of the bulge in his pants, his cock must be huge. She didn't know that for a fact, but she wanted to!
"In here," came Ross's order the instant she entered the office complex and started wandering around the maze of corridors. "We won't be disturbed."
Kristie ducked into the office. The walls were lined with books and papers were scattered everywhere.
"How do you find anything in here?" she asked.
"I don't have much trouble finding what I want. How about you?"
"Kristie," she said quickly. "I know you haven't had time to learn everyone's name yet, but-"
"I never learn students' names. Why bother? In a few weeks everyone will be gone, and I'll never see any of them again." His pale eyes worked along her body like a warm, physical caress. She felt as if he actually undressed her the way he stared so hard.
Kristie decided to help him along. She sat on the edge of his littered desk and carefully crossed her long legs.
"What do you want to see me about? I can't have failed yet. This is only the second class." She licked her lips and turned to follow him as he walked around. As she twisted, the upper buttons came loose, exposing a vast stretch of warm, luscious titflesh.
"There's no mistaking the way you were coming on to me in class." He came around and stood directly in front of her. "It's not a good idea for a professor to fuck around with his students."
"Coming on to you? Why, whatever do you mean?" Kristie blushed. She had been trying to get his attention. She had not expected to be turned down like this. It embarrassed her that he thought she was so obvious.
"You know what I mean. You're not stupid-or naive." He moved closer, his hands pushing apart her legs. His body pressed into hers. He looked down at her lovely face and past, to her tits. Kristie began breathing faster.
She was going to find out a lot more about her professor than she had thought.
His hands worked up under her skirt, stroking her flesh, stimulating every nerve ending as he crept toward her snatch. Kristie closed her eyes and sighed when his fingers brushed over her panty-clad pussy mound. His hand pressed in.
Juices began churning within her. The oily fluids leaked out. If he kept this up, she would be creaming all over the desk!
"That feels so good," she sighed.
"Really? I must be certain I know where I stand with you before going farther," the tall man said.
Kristie reached over and began unfastening his belt. She fumbled until it came free, then she worked hurriedly on his zipper. It opened with a metallic hiss.
And the biggest cock she had ever seen leaped from his pants.
"I never thought you were hung like this!" she cried. "You're enormous!"
"Are you tight?" he whispered. His mouth moved to her neck. He kissed and licked lightly. His lips slipped higher and captured an earlobe. He sucked it into his mouth and gently chewed on the fleshy part.
Kristie lifted her ass off the desk when he pressed the palm of his hand down firmly into her twat. She gasped as he grabbed her through the thin silk and began squeezing hard.
Was it his hand on her cunt that turned her on the most or was it the way his tongue flicked in and out of her ear? She twisted about, passions rising. It could even be the way his other hand stroked over her blouse, then dipped inside. His fingers tweaked lust hardened nipples. When he crushed her right breast almost flat, Kristie could no longer hold back her emotions.
"Do me here. Take me. Fuck me good!" She tugged on his pecker, moving her hand up and down to show him what she wanted most.
He groaned softly as she gave him a handjob. It wasn't what either of them wanted.
Bending forward, he pressed her down into the desk. Her arms wrapped around him, clutching him hard to her. Kristie's mouth opened slightly and let his tongue come flashing into her mouth. Their oral organs dived and dipped and tangled erotically. When they began playing hide and seek in each other's mouth, Kristie knew she could not keep going much longer.
Not unless he gave her what she wanted most.
"Fuck me good," she begged. "I need you so!"
"You're about the prettiest coed in my class. There's nothing I want to do more. But you have to help me."
"Anything, anything at all!" Kristie was quivering with need. Her entire body felt like a raw nerve and the lightest touch sent earthquakes throughout her.
"You enjoy playing with my dick. Put this on it." He reached past her and pulled a foil wrapped condom from his desk drawer.
"All right," she said, hurrying to rip off the foil. She grabbed his monster cock and stroked over it a few times. On impulse she bent way down and lightly kissed the very tip. She was delighted to see the way the erect cock turned even harder. Unrolling the rubber took only a second. Kristie's fingers stroked down the outside, smoothing it. She gave his balls a little extra attention when she got to the base.
"No more," he said quickly. He shoved her skirt up around her waist. Kristie was already arching her back so he could slide off her panties. They were soaking with her cooze juices.
His hands slipped around and cupped her buttocks. He pulled her across the litter on the desk. As she slid toward him, she looked down and saw the thick pillar of manmeat. It was a monument to lust. And then Kristie closed her eyes as stark sensation ripped through her. The cock slid easily into her oily gash.
She had wondered how big her professor was. Now she wondered if she was big enough to take such a massive rod of fuck stick.
"Tight, so tight all around me," he gasped out. His hands gripped her asscheeks hard as he drew her even closer. Every inch she slid on the desk sent his prick another inch up her cunt.
Then she was dangling over the edge of the desk. Kristie lifted her long legs and locked them behind the man. She trapped him completely within her this way.
"Look at those boobs," he said, sweat beading his face. He reached out and stroked over the twin mounds of her delectable tits. The man's strong hands closed on her titflesh and caught up the nipples at the crests. He worked those pebbles of aroused flesh about until Kristie was writhing on the desk.
"Everywhere inside," she gasped out. "I'm on fire. Your cock. Your hands. My tits. My pussy!" She tossed her head from side to side, her hair fanning out in a raven's-wing dark spray on the desk.
"I want it all," he groaned. "Your tits and mouth and cunt. I want it all!"
"Take it, take it!" she begged. And he did.
He bent forward and levered his hips forward. Kristie had not thought it was possible for him to sink any deeper up her twat. She was wrong. He drove in an extra inch before slowly pulling away. The slow retreat was more stimulating than the hard thrust had been for her.
"I'm all quivery inside. And on fire. I'm burning up with-aieee!"
He withdrew until only the purple head of his mammoth cock remained hidden within her pussy lips. Then he slammed forward hard and fast. The friction made Kristie come alive, really alive. Every inch of her cunt walls hummed with lust. Her breath came in ragged gusts and she felt trapped by his hands caressing her tits.
Thrashing about even more, she fucked herself on his buried cock. She tried to tell him to stop when he began his deliberate, tantalizing pull back. But words never formed. He shoved his loins forward again, fucking even harder into her. This time, once he had hidden his cock fully, he ground his crotch into hers.
The most sensitive flesh responded now. Her clit was erect and demanding this attention. The tiny nub of delicate nerve endings exploded and sent echoes of desire into Kristie's trim body.
"Yes, yes, that's it. More, give me more, oh!"
Her world spun wildly all around her as he began fucking with long, deliberate strokes. No hesitation, no pause, he fucked her with all the strength locked in his muscular body. The coed threw her arms up high over her head and arched her back to get even more of the fine cock into her pussy.
She kicked her legs on either side of his body but finally locked her ankles firmly behind his back. This way she could pull him in even deeper every time he fucked forward.
And the speed mounted along with her cravings for more. His cock flew like a piston in its greased channel. Kristie gasped and moaned and let her ardor mount until she was almost at the breaking point.
"All," she sobbed out. "Do it all to me now!"
The sexy coed never knew if he listened or simply reached the end of his own control. His hips exploded in a frenzy of fucking. He pumped hard and fast into her cunt, threatening to rip her apart with his huge girth. But she loved ever second of the fucking-every inch of his cock.
He bent forward and licked and sucked on her nipples as his hips continued their electrifying movement. Every nerve in Kristie's body screamed out in climax at the same time.
She convulsed on the desk, curling upward to take in his cock. It slid in and out of her so fast she wasn't able to hold it with her strong inner pussy muscles. But it hardly mattered. She got off big.
She heard her professor gasp and then the furious pace of the fucking slowed. She opened her eyes and looked at the man standing between her spread legs.
He had pulled out of her pussy and already his pecker was turning limp.
"More?" she asked in a dreamy voice. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Kristie remembered she had wondered if he might be the mystery mouth that had licked and sucked and tongue-fucked her so well in the library. This was a good chance to find out.
And her body demanded more!
"I have a faculty meeting," he said in a brusque tone. Kristie blinked. Professor Ross had already zipped up and was straightening his clothing. "Perhaps we can adjourn this conference until a later time."
"Yes, yes," she said, disappointed and turned on at the same time. She wasn't going to get any more of his wonderful prick right now-but later. He had said he wanted to make love to her again.
Kristie wasn't sure she could wait. Her entire body was still tingling from the huge orgasm that had crashed into her.
She wasn't sure she could wait-but she would. For more of that fine cock, she would wait. But not too long.
CHAPTER SIX
"You're looking mighty dreamy this afternoon," Audrey said as Kristie came into their dorm room. Kristie dumped her books on the desk and flopped onto her bed. She put her hands under her head and stared at the ceiling.
"Earth to Kristie, Earth to Kristie," Audrey said. "What's up?"
"Oh, this and that," Kristie said, thinking of what had been up-Professor Ross's monster of a prick. And she had gotten every single inch of it shoved deep into her twat, too.
"Glad to see you're in a better mood. And you sure wore out Kenny. Rumor's going around saying you broke his poor pussy poker."
"What?" Kristie swung around.
"You know how gossips are. Everyone's saying Kenny can't get it up yet because you wore him out. That must be one hot little hole you've got between your legs, babe. A lot hotter than my mouth discovered."
"He didn't fuck me up the pussy," Kristie said, feeling naughty and loving it. She wondered if she could shock Audrey. "He fucked me up the asshole."
"No kidding?" Audrey let out a low whistle and went into the small bathroom they shared. "First time that's happened that I've heard. Old Ken's quit a cocksman."
"Do you know that personally?"
"He manages to stick it into most of the incoming freshmen chicks. And sure, I know. Surprises me you took the starch out of his old pneumatic love drill. Maybe I misjudged you."
"Maybe you did," Kristie said, her mind wandering again. Was her professor the guy who had eaten her out in the library? She ran her hand over her snatch, feeling the tingles deep inside as she thought of him and remembered the incredible mouthing from her secret pussy eater.
"You want to go to another party tonight?"
"Is that all you do in school? I've got to study sometime."
"So study sometime, but come to the party tonight. It's going to be a great one-and you know my definition of what it takes for a great party."
"A dozen horny guys for every female there?"
"Screw that," Audrey laughed. "As long as there are a dozen horny men for me, that makes for a great party."
Kristie had to laugh, too. "Sounds like fun, if you promise to leave a few guys for me."
"Together, we'll leave nothing but dangling, limp dicks behind! Screw 'em all, that's my motto."
Kristie smiled. She liked that as a personal slogan, also.
In an hour Audrey and Kristie made their way across campus and down a street leading off campus. Kristie saw this party was being held in a huge old house sadly in need of paint and repair. But from the noise coming from inside, the exterior was all that was needy.
"Who's throwing the party?" Kristie asked. "Does it matter?"
"I just thought-" Kristie broke off her sentence when the door opened and she looked inside. Her bright blue eyes widened. There had to be twenty guys running around inside, all stripped to the waist. And one or two laughing coeds tried to avoid their grasping hands.
They were naked to the waist, too.
Audrey called this one right. It was going to be a great party!
"Ladies, come on in," the stud at the door greeted. He wore only tight-fitting shorts that made the bulge at his crotch seem bigger than it really was. Kristie dismissed him with a single glance. She was getting to be good at figuring out who she wanted to fuck. And that after only a week in college!
"Kristie, hi. I didn't know if you would come or not."
"I always try to cum," she said, turning to see the guy from her class. What was his name? Pete. "You been here long, Pete?"
"Long enough to know it's pretty noisy. Want to go somewhere a little more quiet?"
She laughed and shook her head. "Like the library?"
"Sure, why not?"
"I'm here for fun," Kristie said, her eyes fixing on a broad-shouldered red-haired guy. The hair on his chest looked like spun gold in the dim light. He had rugged good looks that really turned Kristie on in a big way.
"Who's that?" she asked Pete.
"Him? That's Scott. He thinks he is a BMOC."
"What?" Kristie blinked. She didn't understand Pete.
"Big Man On Campus. He thinks he's about the only guy who can satisfy a woman and...." Pete's words trailed off as Kristie excused herself to go meet Scott. If his prick was as big as his shoulders, and if those muscles gleaming in the light hinted at his sexual stamina, she wouldn't have to go through a dozen other guys.
Scott might be all she could handle!
"Whoa, look at this little lady," Scott said, his eyes raking all over her body. She puffed out her chest to accentuate her boobs. Kristie's weren't anywhere near as big as her blonde roommate's, so she had to do something to keep Scott interested. She wasn't going to let Audrey take this one away from her!
"I'm Kristie," she introduced. Before she could say another word, Scott spoke up.
"And I'm getting an erection just watching you walk across the room. My mouth's watering." He bent over and licked her neck and thrust his tongue into her ear. Kristie shivered with desire.
"Are you always so ... forward?"
"Not every woman who comes in here turns me on like you do. You look good enough to eat."
Kristie started to say something, then stopped. She had seen Scott before. Had he been in the library when her mystery lover came and gave her such a good pussy eating?
"Do we know each other?" she asked cautiously. Her heart almost exploded as it raced away. She had found him! She knew it!
"Sure we do," Scott said loudly. "I'm sure my mouth's all ready to be introduced to your pussy."
The loud music and uproar in the room made Kristie hear him as saying, "I'm sure my mouth's already been introduced to your pussy."
She had found him!
"You're a sly one," she said, moving closer. She ran her fingers over his sweat-slickened chest, feeling the ripple of muscles. Kristie smiled in encouragement when he did the same for her. His huge hands cupped her tits and crushed them. She sighed in desire as he began rotating first one and then the other.
All the dark-haired beauty knew was the arousal she felt way down inside.
"Can we go somewhere a little more private?" she asked. "So we can get acquainted all over again?"
"Again? Wow, I musta cum fast. Didn't even notice the first time! Sure, Kristie, this way." His paw of a hand cupped her buttocks and guided her through the dancing partiers. They found an almost bare room with a mattress tossed into one corner.
"This here's my room," Scott said. "For my special visitors." He dragged the mattress over and smoothed it out. Kristie dropped down, tucking her legs under her as she sat. She straightened her shoulders, causing one tit to slip free of her blouse. She made no move to hide it.
"That's a real tasty morsel," Scott said, dropping heavily onto the mattress beside her.
"So's this," she said, pushing open his fly. It was unzipped. She had no trouble fumbling around inside to pull out the meaty pecker. Holding it firmly in her hand, she stroked up and down.
"Want me to go down on you? You can do the same to me."
"Naw," Scott said, working his hands under her blouse and sliding it from her shoulders. Kristie was now naked to the waist like most of the people in the other room. But Scott didn't stop there. His strong hands worked around the front of her jeans and pulled open the buttons.
"I didn't wear any panties," Kristie said, her breath coming faster. As she told him about her nakedness, she felt the heavy log of cock beginning to buck and jerk in her hand. "Are you sure you don't want me to suck you off?"
She wanted to give him some of the oral pleasure he had already given her.
"I want to fuck you doggy-style!" Scott dragged her jeans past her smooth white ass cheeks and shoved them off her legs. "On your hands and knees. I'm gonna take you like a bitch in heat!"
"I'm in heat," Kristie said, excited at the prospect. This was the first time a guy had balled her like this. How limited her life had been back home! College was certainly opening her up to a new world of lusty sensation and satisfaction!
Scott lifted her and dropped her on her hands and knees, as if they were wrestling. He moved behind her quickly. His pants clumped around his knees, but he ignored the limited movement. His cock was ready for action. That was all that mattered to either of them.
Kristie looked over her shoulder at the stud as he moved closer. She sighed when he stroked over the sleek curves of her buttocks. One hand pressed into the deep crevice between those gleaming half-moons, then worked lower and stroked over her slit.
Scott shoved his thumb up into her snatch and wiggled it around. Kristie almost collapsed at the excitement raging inside her.
"Go on, do it," she urged. "I need to feel that monstrous pecker inside me."
"You're gonna get it-a lot!" His hands rubbed along the insides of her thighs, spreading her legs just a bit more. Then the dark-haired coed felt Scott press his hairy groin against her bottom.
A thick tube parted her ass cheeks and ran lower. He didn't stick it into her-not yet. He rocked to and fro, fucking himself along her cunt lips. Every movement lit new fires within her loins. She was all liquid inside, needing cock more than ever.
"Fuck me, don't play with me, fuck me!" she cried. Kristie reached back between her own legs and caught at the man's balls. She squeezed hard. She didn't want him fooling around. She wanted his pecker and she wanted it now!
He gave it to her. Kristie almost blacked out as the colossal fuck stick entered her. It raced full length up her cunt and then retreated. Scott wasn't toying with her anymore. He was flat-out fucking her!
Grabbing her around the waist, he pulled her backward every time his hips blasted forward. Kristie felt as if there was no end to his cock. Never had she experienced such carnal warmth.
The warmth turned to erotic heat and spread into her nerves like warm syrup. The heat blossomed into outright fire. Kristie was getting the fucking of her life!
"Faster," she moaned out. "Give it all to me. I need it, I do. Aieee!" She shrieked as Scott reached around and pressed his finger into her clit. His prick shot in and out of her tight pussy, and now he was frigging her as he fucked her.
Kristie shook all over, then let herself go. Orgasm ripped her apart. She tossed her head back like a frisky filly and let out a deep throated howl of sheer delight.
"That's the way, babe. I like 'em to enjoy it when I fuck 'em!" crowed Scott.
"I don't like it," she gasped. "I love it! Don't you dare stop."
The first cum had set her up for another. She didn't drop all the way down into sexual exhaustion the way she usually did. She was balanced on a thin sexual edge and wanted more. She needed more. If she didn't get it, she would go crazy with lust.
Scott continued to flip her clitoris back and forth as he drove ball-deep into her cooze. When she felt the way his hidden cock began to buck and twitch when all the way up her cunt, she knew he was going to cum, too.
Kristie's arms gave out. She lowered her head to her crossed arms. This shoved her ass way up in the air and let Scott fuck even deeper. The different angle added to Kristie's enjoyment.
But that cock! Scott's tremendous prick never slowed as it worked ever deeper into her body.
"Gotta cum, can't hold back," Scott bellowed. He rammed hard into her fleshy ass cheeks and far within her spewed forth his load. As he fountained out his cum, he kept moving, fucking her with long, hard strokes.
And Kristie got off a second time. She shivered and shook like a leaf in a high wind. Covered with sex sweat, she slid forward and lay face down on the mattress. Behind her, Scott remained on his knees. His dick slowly deflated. He reached down and shook it off.
"That's the tightest hole I ever fucked," he said.
She rolled onto her back and stared up at him. It was hard to believe he was the one who had given her such pleasure with his mouth in the library, but Kristie wasn't complaining. Could he ever fuck!
"Again?" she asked. "Please?"
"Sure, babe, sure. Just get me hard again, and we'll fuck all night long."
She did and they did. Kristie could hardly believe the number of times she got off on Scott's prick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You're going to the football game? Did he fuck your brains loose last night?" Audrey asked.
Kristie shook her head, then tipped it to the side and pretended to look all over the floor. "Nope, brains are still where they were."
"Football? Kristie, that's so ... jock!" Audrey made it sound like a curse.
"We might be doing other things during the game," Kristie said, patting her long dark hair into place. "Scott said he wasn't as interested in the game as he was in me."
"He thinks with his balls. He'd say anything to get into your pants again."
"It wasn't my pants he got into," Kristie said, rubbing over her snatch. "And if he thinks he's going to watch the game, I have some plans to change his mind."
"Going for the big touchdown, huh?" Audrey swung out of bed and quickly dressed. Kristie still hadn't gotten used to her roommate being naked most of the time. "I've got a real date. Well, three of them."
"Three? How are you going to know when one guy's time is up and the next starts?" Kristie was fascinated. She had never had a date with three guys in one night.
"What makes you think they all aren't at the same time? Hey, small-town girl, if you haven't tried three guys on a gal, don't knock it."
Kristie tried to imagine how that would work. One cock up Audrey's pussy, another in her asshole. Did the blonde intend to suck on the third guy? Or was there something more she might do while two guys fucked her? Kristie couldn't work it all out.
"I'm happy to be going with Scott. He's the guy who ate me out in the library."
"Scott? From the way you described it, whoever's tongue was inside you was nothing less than an expert. Scott's got one thing on his mind."
"Fucking?" asked Kristie.
"Himself," countered Audrey.
"He got me off big time last night," Kristie said. "And I intend to repeat it tonight."
"You might want to buy a program, in case it doesn't work out. You can always watch the game. There are some real studs on the football team."
"Scott is enough for me," Kristie said. She almost added "right now," but didn't. She wondered why that thought had ever occurred to her. Scott had proven himself when he had eaten her pussy-and the fucking last night was fine, too.
Well, not fine. Good. She had enjoyed it.
"You look like you're starting to think," Audrey said. "Don't do it. Just go with the flow. React. Feel. Don't think. Believe me, it will only screw you up."
"I've got to go," Kristie said, worried now that she was going to see Scott. This was what she wanted. He turned her on in a big way. So why was she so reluctant?
Kristie shrugged it off. It was just that college was so different from her home town. This was no tiny little village. This was a school with more students in it than there were people in her entire county back home.
Kristie's breath came faster when she reached the football stadium. The parking lot was filled with cars and she heard cheering from inside the stadium. But it was Scott standing near the ticket booth that took her breath away.
"Hi," she called.
"You made it. Been waitin' here for a long time."
"I'll make it up to you," she said, snuggling close to him. Her hand stroked over that massive chest of his and then sneaked lower. She grabbed at his crotch and squeezed. She felt the sleeping snake there begin to stir.
If she kept this up much longer, he would have a raging hard-on before she knew it.
"Let's forget the game," she said. "We can-"
"I want to see the game," Scott insisted. "You got any money?"
"What?"
"For the tickets. I'm short this week."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Kristie giggled. She ran her hand over his pecker again. The thick cylinder growing stiffer under his jeans thrilled her. She was getting him hard doing nothing more than stroking over him.
She reluctantly abandoned her erotic pursuit to fumble out money for the tickets. She let him take the tickets and get them inside. She had never been here before and didn't know the layout. They started climbing for the top of the stadium.
"All the way?" she panted out.
"That's the only way to go, babe," Scott leered. "Go all the way and be sure it's over the top." He steered her down a row of seats where only a few people lounged about. They were passing a can of beer around, but this didn't interest Kristie. She knew the one thing she wanted to suck on-and it was resting right between Scott's legs.
"There, down," he said, forcing her to sit on the hard wooden seat.
"Wait, aren't you going to sit beside me?" Kristie was confused. Scott sat directly behind her.
"Turn around and put this blanket over your shoulders."
"Okay," She didn't know what was going on, but the coed did as she was told. She sighed with pleasure immediately when she felt Scott working under the blanket to skin her out of her blouse. Cooperating, she wondered what else he had in mind.
"Hey, no bra. That's cool."
"That's cold," she said, shivering when a blast of wind rushed up to meet her bare chest. She pulled the blanket even closer. But she didn't understand what Scott was doing.
And then she did.
Something hot and thick and quivering bumped into her shoulder, then nudged its way under her armpit. Kristie turned and looked down. Scott's huge cock rested under her arm.
"That's kind of kinky," she said. "I like it."
"You'll love it when I get going," Scott promised. "Turn and watch the kickoff."
Kristie tried to pay attention to the game, but it got harder and harder as Scott began moving. Slowly at first, then with greater speed, he levered his hips forward. This sent his pecker moving back and forth under her arm. She tensed and relaxed her arm, changing the pressure on his prick.
"That's the way," Scott said, his breath coming in shorter pants now. He started fucking her armpit with more speed and power. She felt his balls slapping into her back as he drove himself forward, as if he were screwing her brains out.
Kristie looked down and saw the thick head appear from under her arm. On impulse she bent over and lightly licked the tip. Her tongue tried to work its way down into the pinprick hole at the end, but Scott was moving too fast. The dick vanished.
"Makes me shake all over when you do that," Scott said. "More. Do it more."
His prong shot back, fucking her armpit with a long, powerful stroke. Kristie caught the tip in her lips this time. She sucked and licked for a few seconds. Then he withdrew.
"I want more," Kristie said. "The feel of your pecker excites me. But not under my armpit."
"Some chicks don't shave under their arms," Scott said. "That's a real turn-on. But having a bare armpit is like fucking a shaved pussy. It's different."
The crowd cheered as a gust of wind caught her blanket and pulled it off her shoulders. For a moment Kristie was exposed, naked to the waist. Her tits turned firmer under the cold air and her nipples became hard little pebbles. Kristie blushed furiously, thinking the crowd was cheering her sudden exposure.
Then she saw that the home team had made a touchdown. No one had seen her momentary nudity. Kristie wasn't sure if that pleased her or not. The notion of a huge crowd cheering her nakedness excited her strangely. Would they all enjoy seeing her bare titties?
"Keep turned," Scott said. He began jerking forward, fucking her armpit with all the passion and energy he had used the night before to fill her cunt. But Kristie wasn't getting off on this as she did when he took her doggy-style.
The crowd cheered again, and Kristie got an idea. She tensed her arm and trapped Scott's pecker. Then she spun around on the concrete and wood seat to kneel between the man's legs. She kept a firm grip on his cock as she pulled the blanket up over her head.
It was a strange sight, she knew. Here was a guy with a blanket tented up over his crotch-and a woman's feet sticking out from under it one row down.
But under the blanket Kristie found only sheer pleasure. She pulled his dork toward her mouth. Kissing lightly, she began licking at the sensitive underside. Scott moaned, and she knew she was doing everything just right.
Tongue moving in a spiral, she traveled the entire length to the hairy bag holding his balls. Kristie opened her mouth and caught up the sac. Taking his balls entirely in her mouth, she gnawed gently. Her tongue pressed down and felt the tumbling of his nuts trapped within.
Best of all, the long hard rod of his fuck stick trembled with need. It banged lightly against her cheek. She shoved the man's balls from her mouth and nibbled and licked and tongued her way to the tip again.
"Babe, you got a mouth on you. I liked fucking your armpit. But this." Scott gasped out. "You do things I never even heard of. much less did. Keep sucking. Suck me off!"
It seemed as if the crowd spurred her on.
Every cheer, every loud cry, the band playing, the cheerleaders screaming, it all drove Kristie on. She sucked hard and caught the purple-headed tip of the mighty cock in front of her.
Cheeks going hollow, Kristie sucked for all she was worth. Inch by inch, she drew the quivering pillar of meat into her face. Her tongue cradled the cock, then she twisted around and deep-throated him. Kristie almost gagged. Then she learned the trick and moved around, keeping the entire eight inches of pecker in her mouth.
"You're driving me wild," Scott called. His hands pressed down on her back. She felt him trying to get under the blanket, but she wanted none of that. She was naked to the waist-and she wanted to keep on giving him head where no one else would see.
Kristie knelt on the sides of the blanket and then found an even better way to keep Scott from exposing her. She used her oral organ on the sensitive cleft under the head of his cock. The tiny flap of flesh received her full attention.
Kisses. Licks. Tiny love nips. She did it all. And she was rewarded when the man's fuck pole seemed to double in size. Her lips had to stretch to take his huge length and girth.
Bobbing her head faster and faster, she face-fucked him. Friction mounted on her lips, on her tongue, all the way down into her shoulders.
A hot flush rose as her own excitement mounted. She had never climaxed before simply by sucking on a guy. Kristie realized she might get off about the same time Scott did.
Everything she did centered on the prick in her mouth and the way she sucked and kissed.
"Can't hold on. Gotta cum, gotta!" Scott cried.
His words were drowned out by the huge cheer rising in the stadium. Kristie didn't know what was going on down on the field, but she was all too aware of the response she finally coaxed from his cock.
A huge gob of white jism blasted into her. Greedily sucking, she took it all and wanted more. Her mouth worked avidly to get every last drop from his pecker.
"You're draining me, babe. I love it when you do that. Love it!" Scott shoved his hips forward, but Kristie was ready for anything.
She took him full-length in her mouth again. Her tongue made a quick circuit at the end of his organ to capture the last droplet of cum.
Smacking her lips lewdly, Kristie poked her dark-haired head up from under the blanket. She grinned broadly, some of Scott's sticky cum still on her lips.
But some of the excitement went away when she saw he was more interested in the game than what she had just done.
Kristie rocked back, holding out the blanket on either side. Her naked tits bobbed in front of her.
"See anything you'd like to nibble on?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure. I'll get you some popcorn or a corn-dog or something," Scott said.
He started to stand, but Kristie wouldn't have any of it. She pulled him back and made him lick her tits. When he finally stuffed his meaty finger into her twat and began stirring it around, she got off. She had no idea what the score was, but she was sure she had won.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Hey, how's it going?" Pete asked as Kristie came into the class.
She shrugged. "Going all right, I suppose. This is a pretty dull week." It had been six days since she had seen Scott. She had no idea what had become of him. Calling several times hadn't gotten him to show up at her dorm. Even leaving messages didn't flush him out from wherever he had gone.
Kristie was feeling horny. She wanted him. Bad.
"The assignment was interesting. I must have spent hours in the library working on it," Pete said. His wide brown eyes stared at her, as if expecting some reply. Kristie didn't have a lot to say.
"I haven't gotten to work on it yet. If it'll take hours, it can't be much fun."
"Maybe not fun, but interesting."
"I'm interested in fun," Kristie said, echoing what Audrey might say. She had left her roommate naked on the bed, waiting for her boyfriend to show up so they could get it on. Kristie envied the blonde.
The beautiful dark-haired freshman caught her breath when Professor Ross came into the room. He looked so mature, so vital, so commanding. Never had she known anyone so confident or in control. Kristie wanted more of what the man had to offer. If Scott wasn't going to give it to her, she would look somewhere else.
Somewhere like her professor.
Kristie turned away from Pete and took a seat down front. Her blue eyes locked with Professor Ross's for a moment. In that instant, electric sparks flew between them. She found herself breathing faster and wondering if he would cut this class short, too. She hoped so. She wanted the feel of his hot prick fucking hard into her.
More than wanting it, she needed it.
The professor finished the class, tormenting Kristie with every extra minute. She stayed in her chair, trying to remember what had been said during class and failing. She stared hard at Professor Ross, thinking they might get it on immediately after class.
"Kristie," he said, coming over to her.
Professor Ross glanced away for a moment, seeing Pete patiently waiting for the coed. "If you are willing to be a subject in my research, come by my lab this afternoon."
"Not right now?" she said, disappointed.
"I have a meeting with the dean. Two o'clock," he said, loud enough for Pete to hear. "You will find the research project very interesting."
"All right," she said, disappointed and excited at the same time. The way he had winked at her let her know that this research was likely to be "in depth."
Ball-deep all the way up her pussy "in depth" she hoped.
"Coffee?" suggested Pete.
"Sure, why not. As long as I can make it to Professor Ross's lab by two."
"No problem," Pete said.
Kristie actually found herself enjoying talking with Pete, even as she watched the clock waiting for time to pass. Eventually, she said, "I have to run, Pete. This has been fun."
"Would you like to go out Saturday?"
"I-I'll get back to you on it, Pete," she said. Kristie wanted to find Scott and let him catch up for lost time. He wasn't going to get off with a simple fucking this time. Scott would have to duplicate the fabulous mouth work he had shown that time in the library when he had sneaked under the table and eaten her out.
She wandered around, hunting for Professor Ross's lab. She found the deserted building behind the faculty offices.
"Professor?" she called, tentatively knocking on the door. She went into the lab, closing the door behind her. Kristie circled the lab, wondering at the kind of research being done here. As she started reading some of the papers littering a desk in the corner of the room, she heard the lab door open.
"Professor!" she called. "I wondered if you were going to come."
"I will," he said, smiling broadly. "And so will you, if you obey me."
"What?" Kristie blinked. She didn't understand. "I thought we were going to, well, you know."
"I don't know," Ross said sternly. "Tell me what we are going to do."
"I want your cock," she said boldly. "I want it hard and long and shoved deep up my snatch. I want you fucking me."
"Such language will not be tolerated!" he roared unexpectedly. "Come here immediately!"
"Why, yes," she said meekly. Kristie had no idea what had happened. In his office, Professor Ross had been a real tiger and had obviously been as excited by her as she was by him. But now?
He grabbed her arm and spun her around.
"Hey, wait!" she cried. "You can't-ow!"
The man swung her about and bent her over the back of a chair. Ass poking up in the air and feeling helpless, Kristie tried to struggle. She found she couldn't get free. Ross lifted her skirt and yanked down her panties.
"This is more like it," she said. "Silence! I must punish you for your behavior!"
She yelped when he swatted her taut buttocks with the palm of his hand. Another stinging blow landed on her curvy ass cheeks. She tried to squirm away, but this only provoked the man to give her more. Repeatedly, he spanked her until her ass was a glowing, rosy pink.
Kristie became confused. She shouldn't like having him paddle her bare butt, and yet she did. The warmth from the spanking spread into her ass cheeks and thighs and deeper into her loins. Her pussy began to drool. Thick fuck juices leaked from her twat and dribbled down the insides of her thighs.
The tingly feel on her tender flesh turned her on. The helplessness strangely excited her. And the smacking of his hand against her naked ass flesh thrilled her more than anything Professor Ross had done before.
"Have you learned your lesson?" he asked.
"Yes, yes, I won't-"
"Silence!" he roared. "You are not behaving. I will not have a disobedient student."
Kristie bit her lower lip as he continued to spank her. And somehow, she felt herself widening her stance so he could spank different sections of her ass. When his hand stroked across her snatch, she almost came. Kristie went weak in the legs and electric tension filled her.
"More," she sobbed. "Do it some more."
"Silence," he barked, but she saw him moving away. Before she could beg him to continue, she saw what the professor was doing. He had a video camera set up and was photographing everything they did.
A view of the lab popped onto a large monitor on the desk in front of her. She got a view of her own well-spanked rear on the television screen. And then Ross swung her around so Kristie could see the raging hardon he sported.
"Yes, yes," she sobbed when she saw him moving toward her naked, burning butt.
Kristie closed her eyes and let the sensations ripple through her body as he drove into her pussy from behind. How different this felt from the way Scott had fucked her. She reached out and grabbed the arms of the swivel chair, even as the man bent her over the back of the chair with his hard-pounding pecker.
She quivered at the feel of his upper legs against her spanked ass. He had excited her, turned her on, and now he was giving her what she had wanted all week. Her blue eyes flickered open and she got a firsthand view of the fucking.
Inches from her she saw how the man's long prick slid back, paused, and then drove back into her tight, clinging cunt. His hands stroked over her spanking-warmed butt even as his cock reamed her out with long, hard strokes.
"You're gripping down all around me," the professor gasped out. "It's like a hand in a velvet glove crushing me."
Kristie smiled at this. Her body was filling with desire. It was the least she could do to get him off, too. Tensing and relaxing her inner cunt muscles squeezed down hard on the hidden pecker so far up in her pussy.
Her delicate inner walls closed down over his quivering, lusty cock. She felt the thick, broad tip. The big blue vein pulsated-she felt every beat of his heart through it. His entire love shaft bucked and twitched with his lust. And she held it all tightly within her fuck channel.
"You're squeezing the life out of me," he gasped. "Let me fuck you more. Let me, or I'll cum too soon!"
Kristie pushed herself up, arching her back. She wasn't able to move much, pinned under the man's heavy body with the chair back pressing into her waist. Spreading her legs even more let the man ease out, the pressure slackening on his cock.
But her pussy began to get hungry all over. The warmth in her spanked ass kept her keyed up and needy. She had to get off. Her eyes fixed on the TV screen. She loved the way the man moved toward her, gripping her waist, pulling her into his groin.
She watched his cock vanish. She felt it enter her. And when he was completely inside her, his legs rubbed against her spanked butt. Everything turned her on just a bit more, but watching the fucking thrilled her most.
"Gotta fuck you. You're so beautiful. And what a cunt. Tight, so tight all around me!"
The man's hips exploded into motion. Kristie gasped at the friction mounting within her. His cock dragged along her oily pussy walls and then slid free, only to ram back in. When he found just the right rhythm he settled down and smoothly fucked her.
Kristie sagged forward across the chair and let the sensations wash over her. She might have been laying on some carnal beach with the warm seas of a good fucking covering her. The young college student felt the flush rising on her tits and shoulders, up her neck, and then her brain exploded.
The violent orgasm started in her butt. The warmth had spread like syrup. Her pussy was churning and filled with cock. And the sight of it all on the TV screen was a turn-on she had never felt before.
"See, see," she gasped out. "I'm getting off. So are you!" Kristie couldn't take her eyes off the screen.
The man was past caring. He pumped hard into her, his strokes long, hard, smooth. He buried himself to the balls in her twat until he exploded. He spewed forth his cum, the lightning-swift desire lancing into him.
Almost at the same instant, Kristie felt a new climax smash into her. She was suffocating, struggling and cumming from under the tons of delight heaped on her.
By the time she was able to even gasp again, Professor Ross had pulled out. She watched in fascination on the television as his pecker turned limp and finally dangled between his legs. It had gone from a mighty conqueror to a limp worm in only a few seconds.
Kristie knew she had caused both conditions. It gave her a feeling of power even as it left her a little sad.
"More," she begged. "Don't quit on me now. We're only getting started."
"Enough," Ross said, wiping sweat from his forehead. "You wore me out. I've never felt a pleasure pouch like yours."
"Pleasure pouch?" Kristie had to laugh. "You mean my cunt?" She hoped to tease him into spanking her again. "Do you mean you want to fuck my cunt again with that big, hairy cock of yours?"
She pushed back off the chair and swung around. She reached out and gripped his prick. Trying to stroke proved a waste of time. No amount of teasing or fondling would get this sleeping snake to come to life again.
Kristie had really drained him.
"No more," he said. "But you have proven very valuable to me."
"I hope so," she said, moving closer to kiss him. She enjoyed the feel of her tits rubbing against his body. But Professor Ross wasn't responding the way she thought he would.
"Is anything wrong?" she asked.
"This phase of the experiment is over," he told her. He pulled the video tape from the video camera, marked it with a pen and shoved it onto a shelf with dozens of other tapes.
"That's all this was, an experiment?"
Professor Ross smiled. "You thought it was more?"
"Yes," Kristie said angrily. "I thought we gave each other something special."
"You're one fine lay," he said. "I hope you think the same of me."
Kristie sputtered, not sure if she was mad or pleased. She grabbed her books and left the lab without a single look back. When she cooled down-or when she got horny enough-she'd be back. But not until then.
Before she got back to the dorm, she was smiling, even laughing. "What's so bad about him?" she wondered aloud. "I enjoyed everything we did. So what was wrong about that?"
Try as she might, Kristie couldn't think of a single thing wrong with enjoying herself sexually.
CHAPTER NINE
"Spank me!" Kristie cried. She waggled her firm butt in Scott's direction. The redhead stared at her, frowning.
"I don't know what's got into you, babe," he said. "All I wanted to do was meet, have a brew, maybe get lucky. I don't understand this about you wanting to have your butt paddled."
"Do it," Kristie said, lifting her flaring skirt and mooning him. The cool evening breeze blew across her naked ass cheeks and past her dark-furred pussy lips. She trembled at the thought of his huge hand spanking her, just as Professor Ross had done. Kristie never realized how turned on she could get by things other than simple fucking.
"Nice butt," Scott observed, rubbing his forehead. "You want I should fuck it? I'll take you up the tailpipe, if that's what you want. I like butt-fucking."
"And I love the feel of your mouth all over my pussy," she shot back. "But there's more I want to do. Spank me!"
"You little bitch! You're nothing but a prick teaser. You want to get me hard and then leave me to get blue balls." Scott grabbed for her, but Kristie danced out of his reach. She laughed and took off running in the direction of the stadium.
It was empty and would be until the crowds shoved their way in on Saturday night. Right now, it was an imposing hunk of gray concrete and dancing shadows. For some reason, the idea of being chased, caught, and then spanked excited Kristie.
She knew what Scott could do with his mouth. He had shown her that in the library that very first night. And he had a dick that felt wonderful when rammed into her cunt. She had loved every inch-every second-of that fucking. Now she wanted more.
More, like Professor Ross had shown her.
"Come on, slowpoke," she taunted. She spun about, letting her skirt rise up. Her bare buns gleamed white in the dim light. And the midnight-dark snatch patch was already dotted with tiny droplets of her oily cunt juices. This was turning her on more and more.
From her vantage point on the ramp leading into the stadium, she saw Scott was getting hot, too. His jeans bulged as his hardon grew.
"You won't get away from me. I run five miles every day!" he called.
She laughed at him and dashed to the chain link gate barring her entry. Kristie never slowed. She hit the fence, heaved herself up and over the top. For a moment, she hung bent double, long luscious legs on one side and her body on the other side of the gate. Her skirt hiked up and exposed both her creamy white ass and her gash to the pursuing Scott.
"Gotcha!" he cried, jumping up. His hand closed on her ankle. Kristie kicked free and slid over the top. For a moment, they were separated by the chain link.
Slowly, Kristie turned and mooned him. Then she turned back, licked her red lips and slowly began to strip off her blouse. A bit of shoulder came out, then an arm. She spun, hiding her bouncing tits.
"Why are you doing this?" Scott asked. "Don't you want to get it on?"
"Yes," Kristie hissed. "And I want it to be super!" She slowly bared both her breasts. The cool air blowing through the stadium firmed the tit flesh and made goose bumps pop up. She cupped her boobs and began tweaking her own nipples. The tiny buttons of flesh hardened under her erotic attention.
"You won't catch me that easily," she said, seeing Scott start over the fence. The sexy coed had a twenty-yard head start on him. She looked up and down the long, deserted corridors. Heading up one ramp, she got to the stadium and looked out on the deserted football field.
Scott's pounding footsteps kept her moving. She ran along, naked to the waist. Her knockers bobbed and bounced as she ran. The movement thrilled her. And when she reached the edge of the field, she took the time to raise her skirt again and give Scott a flash of what she wanted him to spank.
"All yours-if you can catch me!" she taunted.
Kristie broke out in a dead run across the field, but saw that Scott was much faster. He came on like a freight train, head down and arms pumping. Knowing she could never outrun him-and not really wanting to-she cut to one end and headed for the goalpost.
He tackled her just as she reached it.
"Gotcha," Scott cried in triumph. He rolled her onto her back and shoved his hands between her thighs, spreading her legs wide.
"Now we-"
"No!" she protested. "If you won't spank me, then do something else."
"What?" Scott frowned in confusion. "What do you want me to do?"
"Tie me up!" she cried, inspiration hitting her. The idea of being bound and helpless as Scott had his way with her made her pussy drool even more. Kristie was creaming at the mere thought of being tied up and then fucked. She didn't know why, but Professor Ross's spanking had set her to thinking about all kinds of new and kinky things.
Fun things.
Scott grunted as he circled her waist with his hands and lifted her into the air. He spun her around, grabbing her skirt between his teeth. He tossed his head like some mighty stallion and ripped the cloth enough to get the skirt off Kristie.
She was naked to the waist and now he had torn off her remaining clothing. Save for a belt around her middle, she was stark naked. Stark naked and hot to fuck.
"Oh, yes, Scott, yes," she cooed as he shoved her against a goalpost and grabbed a length of garden hose nearby. He looped it around her wrist and then fastened her to the upright.
"Go on," she said in a sex-husky whisper. "Fuck me now. Fuck me good!"
The garden hose barely held her in place against the goalpost, but she wasn't into real bondage. She wanted the feel of the bonds, the chance to let herself go wild and not take any action of her own. How could she have any control over Scott if he had her all tied up?
Kristie felt free, sexually free for the first time.
Scott moved closer and pushed one of his hands against the loops of hose around her wrists. This held her more firmly than the bonds. His other hand worked at his jeans.
"Feels good to finally let this out." His pecker jumped free, bigger than ever. Kristie knew this was turning on Scott just as it did her. She was creaming and ready for him. Her cunt was as slick as it would ever be, and all because of this sex play.
He moved closer, his steely organ pressing up into her crotch. Kristie gasped. He had missed her fuckhole. That didn't seem to stop Scott. He kept humping her, as if he had sunk all the way up into her pussy.
"Tight," he grunted. "You got really tight from all that." His hand on her wrists was more imprisoning than the hose, but Kristie didn't care. She felt the cold loops and convinced herself she could not escape.
Kristie lifted one leg and curled it around the man's waist. She gasped as this allowed him to slip deep into her steamy interior.
"You're sucking me all the way into you," gasped out Scott. "How do you do that with your cunt?"
"Fuck me," she moaned. Kristie was almost too inflamed with lust to speak. Having her hands bound lightly thrilled her, but not as much as the sudden thought that anyone might come into the stadium and see her.
She was tied up and naked-and someone might be watching!
"The guards," she sobbed out.
"What? Where?" Scott stepped away, his hard cock sliding from her lust-greased twat. "I don't see anyone."
"No, no," the dark-haired coed begged. "I was only saying someone might see us."
Scott came back, slower than he had left. She had a chance to stare at his fuck stick. In the dim light cast by the rising moon, it had turned into pure silver.
"Don't do anything awful to me," she moaned. "I can't move." She tugged a little at the hose around her hands, her back arching and thrusting her tits out. Scott bent over and licked at them, teasing her.
"Your cock. Give me your cock!"
"You're getting it just like you want it," Scott told her. And it was true. She could easily slip away from the bonds around her wrists. Kristie didn't want to do anything like that. Every nerve in her body screamed for more stimulation.
Kristie closed her bright blue eyes and let the cold wind whipping through the stadium pull away the sweat on her naked body. And the spots where Scott had licked her nipples turned to ice.
"Burn me up inside," she pleaded. "I need you so much!"
Scott moved around her. She tried to follow him, but the bonds on her wrists kept her from moving far enough. The limited movement thrilled her strangely. And how she wanted him now!
Kristie gasped in surprise when she felt hands on her naked ass.
"Scott?" She knew it had to be him. But it could be anyone. She wasn't able to see back there.
Hands circled her body and fondled her boobs. She writhed as passion mounted within her. Expert hands touched her here and there, crushing one tit and then moving lower. Across her belly. Lower. To her bush.
A ringer entered her. And she wanted more!
"Go on, do it. Fuck me as you were doing before."
"I want to run my finger back and forth in your bitch ditch," Scott told her. "I'm not sure I like playing these sex games."
"Fuck me!" she cried. Her voice echoed throughout the empty stadium. What would it be like getting fucked in front of forty thousand screaming fans? Kristie wondered. Tied as she was, she would be unable to do anything about it. Scott could have his way with her.
She wanted Scott to have his way with her!
His hands slid back and forth between her cunt lips, teasing and arousing. Then his cooze-juice-slick hands worked down her slender legs. By the time he reached her ankles, Kristie sagged weakly against the goalpost.
And then she was crying out again, this time because Scott had returned to stand in front of her. For a wonderful instant, she thought he was going to give her another of his fabulous tongue-fuckings.
"Here, babe. here. That's where I'm gonna fuck you!" His stubby finger worked its way into her fuck tunnel. Kristie sagged even more. Lust had robbed her of all strength.
Then she was up on her toes as she felt the thick tube of the meaty prick moving against the inside of her thighs. Without realizing it, she parted her legs in wanton invitation to Scott's pecker.
His blunt cock banged lightly against her sex lips, then parted the meaty curtains and went in. All the way in. He sank balls deep into her and stayed.
Kristie twitched and twisted around the impaling spike of flesh. She bit her lower lip and tried not to cry out any more. There might be guards. They might not want two college students fucking their brains out on the football field.
Then Kristie lost all sense of time or place. Scott slid back a few inches, then rammed hard into her again. His crotch ground into her pubic bone. Lightning flashes of desire lanced through her body, racing along her nerves and exploding in her brain.
Kristie came. Hard. And Scott was only beginning his methodical fucking. Retreating a few more inches, the man shoved back into her with a lewd squishing sound that aroused her almost as much as the friction of his thick dick against her cunt walls.
"Yes, yes," she said, the words catching in her throat. "I want all you can give me. All your pecker!"
"You're getting it, babe, you're getting it!"
Scott grunted as he picked up the pace of his fucking. His hands reached around her to cup her buttocks. He lifted her body toward his crotch every time he slammed forward to hide his prong within her tight pussy. The carnal heat mounted from the friction of his fucking until he could no longer hold back.
"Yes, yes," sobbed out Kristie, knowing he was getting off. The way his heavy battering ram of man meat trembled and jerked hard in her body told the sexy, bound coed he was cumming.
He launched like a rocket and lifted her entirely off her feet. Using the bonds as support, Kristie hung in midair for a moment. The pressure, the heat of his cock, the erotic feel of the fucking detonated her orgasm. For a moment, Kristie thought the top was coming off her head. Then she realized it was only a potent orgasm.
Then she went off again. And again, like a string of firecrackers. Being chased and bound and fucked where anyone could see her had ignited passions within her that would never be put out again.
Not even by lots of long, hard cock.
CHAPTER TEN
She kept glancing at her wristwatch. Somehow, Kristie couldn't get time to go any faster. She sat outside her dorm, staring up and down the sidewalk as she waited for Scott to come by to pick her up. As Kristie glanced at her watch again, a shadow fell across her.
"Scott!" Her spirits sagged when she saw Pete, the guy from her class.
"Hi, Kristie, waiting for somebody?" He sounded dismayed.
"Oh, it's nothing. What's up?"
"I thought we might go out tonight. A date?"
"I'd like to, Pete, but I have other plans."
"With this Scott, right?" He stared at her. She almost changed her mind. She loved all the things Scott did for her-to her!-but was getting tired of the way he treated her otherwise. He was always late and never gave an excuse. If he hadn't been such a good lover, if he hadn't eaten her out so expertly that first day in the library....
"Yeah, look, maybe some other time."
"Looks like rain. You'd better get a coat," Pete said, sticking his hands in his pocket. Kristie licked her lips. Maybe it was just the way he walked off with his hands in his pockets, or was it something else that made the huge bulge in his jeans? Pete looked to be well-hung.
Kristie decided she would have to find out, but only after she and Scott finished their business together. Their really sexy business.
A gust of cold wind convinced Kristie that Pete was right. She ought to get a heavy coat if she was going to sit in the cold waiting for Scott. Kristie dropped to the sidewalk and went into the dorm. People stirred, arguing over what to watch on TV.
Kristie took the steps to the second floor two at a time and went straight to her dorm room. She had the door open when it hit her. Audrey had her boyfriend with her, and they definitely didn't look as if they wanted to be bothered.
The guy-Kristie thought his name was Will-was buck naked and had a raging hardon. He stood in front of the full-length mirror. Audrey knelt in front of him. The blonde was bare-ass naked, too, and getting ready to suck on the long, hard cock.
"Either shut the door or come in," Will said irritably. "The wind across my nuts is giving me the shivers."
"And I thought I was the one doing it to you," said Audrey. She stroked up and down the long, thick pole of manmeat. Then she applied her lips to the tip of his pecker. Those ruby lips wrapped entirely around the thick plug of cock flesh and then parted slightly as she took more of him into her sucking mouth.
"Sorry," Kristie said. "Only wanted to get my coat." She edged along the side of the room and grabbed her coat. But try as she might, Kristie couldn't get her eyes off the heavy log vanishing in Audrey's mouth or the look on Will's face. He was enjoying having the blonde give him head.
Kristie wondered what else would turn him on. Then she blushed. It wasn't right for her to stare like this.
"Mmmmm, yummy," said Audrey, pulling away from the lustfully jerking pecker. "Hey, wait, Kristie. Don't run off."
"I've got to meet Scott," she said. Her blue eyes fixed on the man's hardness. His cock was like a steely rod. She felt her pussy beginning to drool at the thought of getting that naked power shoved all the way up her cunt.
"He'll be late. The son of a bitch is always standing you up," said Audrey. "Why not join us?" She looked up at her lover. "How about it, Will? Think we can handle a three-way?"
"Sure," the man said without hesitation. "What guy wouldn't like taking on two sexy chicks at the same time?"
"And here I thought I was more than you could handle," teased Audrey.
"No, I couldn't, I mean, no," Kristie stuttered. Part of her said she should leave. But another part told her to stay and discover what Will and Audrey had to offer. She knew how good the blonde was at eating pussy. Add a cock to that sucking, licking, tonguing mouth and her pleasure ought to double.
Triple!
"Go on," said Will. "Take a chance on us. We won't treat you bad." He turned. His erection bounced at a jaunty angle at his groin, an erotic invitation.
"Looks tasty," Kristie heard herself saying. She knew she ought to leave and yet her body was taking control. She dropped her coat and then skinned out of her blouse.
"Great tits," Will said. "I'd like to fondle them."
Kristie stepped closer and let the man take her boobs in his hands. Her eyes closed as pleasure seeped into her chest. His fingers worked over the hard nubbins of her nipples and aroused her even more. Her snatch was starting to cream now. She wanted something inside, something long and hard.
"Wh-?" Kristie's eyes shot open when she felt something moving up her legs. She glanced down and saw Audrey's blonde head vanishing under her skirt. Kristie felt the blonde's hair rustling against her inner thighs and then a tongue lashed out along her oily gash.
"Tasty pussy," came Audrey's muffled words. "Love the way you taste. Eat it all up!" Then Audrey tried doing what she said. Her mouth went wild on her roommate's snatch.
Audrey's tongue drove between the dark-haired coed's sex lips, working along the trembly edges until Kristie went weak in the knees. Will supported her. He pulled her so close her tits crushed against his bare chest. She felt her nipples being stimulated by the thick mat of hair on his chest.
She closed her eyes and let her head fall backward as he licked and kissed his way up her swan-like throat. When he started fucking his tongue in and out of her ear, Kristie could no longer stand. Her legs turned to rubber.
Will guided her back to her bed, and she sat down. All the while, Audrey's mouth never left its post at her snatch. The blonde's tongue slid in and out of the juicy twat, then worked all over her muff until Kristie was sure she would pass out from enjoyment.
"Your cock," Kristie muttered. "I want your cock where Audrey's mouth is."
"On your hands and knees," ordered Will. "Get up and I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
"Prove it!" cried Kristie. She thrashed about a little, getting out of her skirt. She tossed her belt aside and got out of the rest of her clothing to kneel doggy-style on her bed. She waggled her creamy butt in the air.
"You don't have to entice me," Will said. "I've wanted to fuck you since the minute you came into the room!"
"What about me? I'm your date tonight!" protested Audrey.
"Later, when I get my rocks off with Kristie," the man said.
"No, I don't want to watch again. I want to get into the action!" Audrey leaped to the head of Kristie's bed. One long, sleek leg lifted over Kristie's head, then dropped. Kristie found herself staring down at Audrey's blonde cooze.
Pink cunt lips trembled as Audrey leaned back and lifted her ass off the bed. It was as if Kristie was being given a fine meal.
Kristie bent down and put her nose into the tangled, fleecy mat of blonde pubic fur. Letting her tongue slip out in a slow, easy motion, she licked from the top of Audrey's cunt lips all the way down to her asshole.
"Oooh, yes, tongue-fuck my asshole," cooed Audrey. "I love that. It's so ... sexy!"
Kristie gave her roommate what she desired. The tip of her darting pink oral organ ran around the puckered ring of anus. Audrey lifted herself even more, legs spreading wide so the dark-haired coed could use her tongue to the fullest.
Kristie gasped when she felt strong hands circling her waist and pulling her backward. She bent slightly, ass cheeks fitting easily into the curve of Will's groin.
But it was the long, hard pole of his fuck stick that made her gasp in joy. His throbbing pecker bounced off the tightly clenched anus and worked lower, sliding along her sex gash.
He fucked back and forth a few times to get his cock lubricated for the plunge all the way up into her heated interior.
"Yes, oh, yes," she sobbed out around the mouthful of pussy fur. Her tongue fought to touch Audrey's asshole, but Kristie had to speak. She had to let Will know how much she wanted him inside and fucking hard. "Put it in!"
"You put it in," he ordered.
Kristie settled down even farther, her face vanished into the pussy fur of Audrey's mound as she reached between her legs and grabbed Will's balls. She wasn't going to let him get away! Not now, not when he was this close to giving her all the pounding cock she could stand.
"Watch out," cautioned Will. "Those are fragile."
"Fuck me," she repeated. She tugged and caught the long shaft above his hairy balls. Hand on his prick, she pulled him directly to her fuckhole. For a moment, the slick pecker poised there, as if waiting to be invited in.
Kristie shoved her butt back hard and took him all the way up into her female channel. Cunt walls clamping down hard around this male invader, she sighed with the stark pleasure of having a man buried inside again.
"Fuck hard, fuck me hard!" she begged.
"Can't do anything else. So tight, so fucking tight!" Will moaned. He pulled back.
Kristie tried to stop his retreat using only her strong inner muscles. Will's cock slipped from her with a lewd sucking noise. And then he rushed back in. Kristie groaned. Small fires were lit within her loins. It wouldn't take much to set her on fire with his hard-fucking shaft!
"Don't stop with me, babe," urged Audrey. "You've got a great mouth, use it. And your tongue. Give it to me all the way up my twat. I-"
The blonde's words vanished as she whimpered with the pure rapture caused by Kristie's oral organ. Kristie shoved her tongue deep into Audrey's steamy vaj and rolled the tongue around so it touched all the right spots. When she pulled out, she clamped her lips firmly on the blonde's clit.
Giving the fleshy pink go-button all the oral attention she could, Kristie knew she pushed her roommate toward orgasm.
And she realized she was getting close, too. She loved eating out Audrey's luscious cunt almost as much as she enjoyed the feel of a man's tool boring deep into her from behind. Of all the positions she had used in fucking, doggy-style was her favorite. It let her titties dangle and swing freely. It let Will fuck her harder and harder from behind.
His hairy legs rubbed against her smooth ass cheeks. And when he reached around to diddle her clit, Kristie could not hold back the pent-up emotions any longer. Like a dam breaking, her lust burst free.
"Aieee!" she cried. Her body quivered as orgasm crashed through her. She rocked back and forth, as if she could suck in even more of Audrey's cunt, take in more of Will's cock, both fuck and eat pussy at the same time.
Will's strong arm held her around the waist. He lifted her up off the bed. Kristie reached out to hold firmly to Audrey, but she failed. Her mouth was ripped from her roommate's pussy.
"Hey, wait, don't," Audrey pleaded.
But Will was past hearing anything his girlfriend had to say. He had to drive his pleasure spike as far up Kristie's cunt as he could. He lifted and dropped her, then he used his leg muscles to ram forward. He fucked with all the power and need locked within his body.
Kristie felt his cock expanding within her, and she knew what was next. His cock started jerking harder and pulsating with every beat of his frenzied heart. Then he spilled his seed. Cum fountained out as he continued to pump hard.
He fucked her until they were both exhausted. Will released his hold around her waist and let her down to hands and knees again on the bed.
"Wow, it felt as if I'd fucked into a milking machine. You really pulled it out of me. That was one fantastic fuck!"
"I agree," Kristie said, sweating heavily.
"And you're not done," Audrey said in a stern voice. "Get that face of yours back where it belongs!" Kristie didn't resist much as the blonde put hands behind her head and pulled her face back down between long legs.
When Kristie heard Will moving around, she knew he was letting Audrey suck him hard again. Maybe they would switch positions next time, after Will was hard and ready to fuck again. Or maybe they would find another arrangement that was even more exciting.
Whatever it would be, Kristie could hardly wait!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kristie lay on her back, avidly lapping at Audrey's snatch filled with Will's long cock driving deep into it. She enjoyed seeing his hairy balls so close to her roommate's blonde muff. And Kristie could put her mouth on both his pecker and Audrey's cunt lips at the same time. In return, Audrey's mouth worked up and down on her gash.
Kristie tried to spread her legs even farther apart so her friend could really get her tongue into her sopping pussy.
Will stopped fucking when a loud rap came on the door.
"Hey, Kristie, I'll be downstairs waiting for you. Hurry it up, will you?"
"Scott!"
"Want to invite him in? A four-way can be even more fun than a three," suggested Audrey.
"I-no," Kristie decided. She wasn't sure why she didn't want Scott sharing in such fun.
The life she had lived in a small town had not prepared her for such tremendous excitement. Why not invite her boyfriend in to join Audrey and Will? The four of them could invent impossible new ways of having sex.
Something held her back, and Kristie didn't want to take the time to figure out what it might be. Maybe she was just selfish and wanted to keep Scott all to herself.
"Be right there," Kristie called, gasping when Audrey's tongue shoved hard against her clit. The blonde toyed with the tender mound of flesh, licking from the base to the very tip and then sucking for all she was worth.
"Don't go," pleaded Will. "I'm having too much fun with you two."
"Yeah, he's right. We make a great team," said Audrey, pushing herself to one side so Kristie could scramble free. The dark-haired coed fumbled to get her clothing on again. She had spent an hour getting ready for Scott. But that had been before Will had fucked her and Audrey had eaten her out so well.
She threw on her clothes, not caring if she looked all jumbled.
"See you guys later?" asked Kristie, pausing at the door. Neither heard her. They were already back fucking their brains out. Kristie felt a moment's hesitation. She could go back. The three of them were good together. Damned good.
Then she remembered that Scott was better. Him and his mouth. Him and his hard fucking cock. But mostly his mouth. Will was a better cocksman than Scott, but Will's mouth held no hint of the greatness shown when Scott had eaten her out in the library.
That had been the oral sex of a lifetime. And she wanted more of it, lots more.
Dashing downstairs, she saw Scott sitting next to another coed. They were laughing and watching some dumb soap opera on television.
"Scott, I'm ready. You took so long, I went back to my room and-"
"Hey, no problem, babe. Me and Missy here were just passing some time." The look the girl gave Scott made Kristie angry for a moment. It was one of pure carnal lust. Then she wondered how good the girl might be in a three-way, the two of them with Scott.
"Let's go," Kristie said, not wanting to share Scott with anyone, no matter how turned on she might get with another woman joining them.
"Figured we'd take in another party," Scott said. "Me and some buddies are having a beer bust over at the house."
"Can't we go somewhere private, and, you know, like before?" Kristie remembered fondly Scott chasing her through the empty stadium, tying her up and having her in the middle of the football field. Tied to the goalpost for any who happened by to see had sent lightning blasts of arousal through her veins. Her heart might have blown apart from the way it raced. Kristie wanted to repeat that performance-or make it even more intense by letting Scott eat her out.
"I love your mouth," she said, her finger running around his full lips. The red-haired stud grinned, then grabbed her wrist and held her hand in place. He licked her fingers, then sucked hard on her middle finger.
"And I love your mouth all over my cock," he told her.
They had walked across campus and were near his house. Kristie saw the lights on and heard loud laughter from inside. She wanted to see how the party went, but she also wanted something from Scott. She ran her finger in and out of his mouth, then drew it free. Her hands worked lower, feeling the rips and cuts of his powerful belly. The muscles rippled as she pressed her hand against his fly.
Beneath her hand pulsated a vibrant, struggling-to-be-free, pecker. She gave it freedom. The cock leaped into the night air.
"Cold," he complained.
"I'll warm it," Kristie offered, dropping to her knees. She clutched the dick in her hands, then applied her mouth to the end. She sucked hard, trying to draw his guts out the tiny hole at the tip. His cock grew as more blood pumped into it.
"You can really suck, babe," he told her. "You've got the kind of mouth I like in my women."
The words prodded her on. Kristie sucked harder, her cheeks going hollow under the pressure. Her tongue swirled about, touching here and there. She tried to give the delicate underside the most stimulation of all.
Kissing and licking, gently nipping, she worked her way down the underside until her nose collided with his balls. She felt the nuts inside tumbling and churning with passion.
Kristie's breath came faster, hotter. She was the one turning him on. She was giving head better than any other woman ever had. Her lips clamped down on the thick purple tip and then she sucked him deeper into her mouth. His bouncing cockhead slid along the roof of her oral cavity and went on past, going down her throat.
Every time she swallowed, she stimulated the most sensitive area of his pecker.
"You do that so good," he sighed. His strong hands fastened behind her head and held her in place. Only when he wanted her to move did he release his grip. Kristie's head bobbed back and forth. She face-fucked herself until her lips quivered from the friction.
"Gonna cum," Scott said. "Your mouth's too hot for me. Never thought I'd see the day. A chick's sucking mouth that could make me cum!"
"No!" Kristie pulled back and cried out. "I don't want you to cum in my mouth. I want you to stay hard and put this where it'll do me some good." She grabbed his cock and shook it hard. Scott liked that as much as the way she had been sucking on him.
"Let's go on inside," Scott said. "Me and the guys can-"
"No," insisted Kristie. "Here. Now. This," she said, grabbing his cock and gripping it hard. "And I want it here." She caught his hand with her free one and pulled it directly to her snatch. She sighed with pleasure when he flexed his fingers and stroked along the curves of her pussy mound.
"You're all hot, aren't you?" he asked. "I can feel your cooze leaking through your skirt."
"Go under my skirt," she urged. "Put your finger in me. Frig me good. All over. And then put this in me." She tugged harder at his bucking bronco of a cock. Scott was a real stallion, able to fuck all night, but he had to be kept in line long enough to do it. Kristie didn't want him wandering off to drink beer with his buddies.
"I promised them you'd-"
"Fuck me!" she demanded.
Kristie pulled him to her and kissed him hard. The burly redhead responded. His hand crept under her skirt and found naked pussy. As she had asked, he shoved his middle finger far into her twat. Wiggling it gave Kristie a hint of what was to come.
Her!
She lifted one sleek leg and hooked it around Scott's back, opening up her cunt so he could get his cock into her. It took a few seconds to get her skirt out of the way and to drop Scott's jeans. She didn't want her most sensitive flesh being chewed up by his zipper.
Leaning against the side of the house, Scott supported both their weights easily. He leaned back as Kristie climbed all over him. She wrapped both her long legs around his waist, positioning herself over his upthrust cock.
Her pussy lips parted as she stretched, then touched the tip of his spit-wet love muscle. Kristie dropped a fraction of an inch. The head of his cock entered her pink-tinged, dark-furred pussy lips.
"Go on, do it," he demanded. "I want to feel you all around my cunt-banger."
The pounding of Kristie's heart made her pulse sound like the surf in her ears. Her chest heaved up and down. Her tits rubbed against the inside of her blouse, stimulating her with every intake of breath. And she didn't hear him at all. The dark-haired coed was lost in her own lust-filled world.
Her hips came down another fraction of an inch. She had the entire end of his pecker inside now. Her hot juices leaked out around and dribbled down. She knew this would only grease the eventual entry.
But how was she going to do it? Fast? Hard? Or slow and exciting, one inch at a time?
Wiggling back and forth, she lowered herself another inch. His prick bucked hard in her.
"Go on. Can't hold you up like this all night," he complained. "I want to get your hairy donut opened up and swallowing all of me!"
"Are you man enough to take me that way?" she whispered hotly in his ear. Biting hard, Kristie jammed her hips down at the same time. Scott yelped at the dual invasion.
Kristie shrieked and let the cum rip her apart. The sudden entry had been all it took to get her off again. She had been so hot sucking on his cock that she had almost cum. But holding it back had built the tensions to an almost unbearable level.
Now she let an orgasm that about ripped her head off blast through her tender young body.
"My ear!" he moaned. "You bit my ear off!"
"I'll make it feel better," she promised. Kristie licked at his ear, thrusting her tongue into the channel. At the same time, she pushed back and got herself off his cock.
She managed to put her feet against the wall of the house. With Scott supporting their weight, Kristie was free to move all she wanted. And she did.
The dark-haired beauty began lifting and dropping, taking the guy's pecker all the way into her gooey snatch with every downward thrust. Once she had his cock securely planted inside her fuck tunnel, Kristie wiggled around, screwing herself even harder.
Sweat broke out on her forehead as she started working up and down faster and faster. At the end of every shove down into his crotch, she tried to corkscrew Scott even deeper into her belly. She wanted to split herself in half.
"You're tearing it off, babe," Scott said, panting harshly. "Love you sucking on me, but this. It's more than I can stand!"
"Good," Kristie moaned, hardly hearing him. "Glad you like it as much as I do. You're so big inside me. That pecker is sooo biiiig!"
Her hips flew wildly until her feet slipped down the wall. This dropped her snatch down hard onto the red-haired stud's prick. Her toes touched the ground. Kristie lifted herself and tried to climb back on, circling her slender leg around Scott's waist.
"No way, babe, no way," he said. "I'm not getting as much out of this as you are."
Kristie shrieked as she felt herself falling back. Scott caught himself and kept from crushing her under his weight. She ended up flat on her back, her legs high in the air. Scott shrugged, got a shoulder under one knee and bent her back.
Kristie moaned as he sank far up her pussy. With one leg hooked over his shoulder, he bent her double and she loved the way her cunt tightened all around him as he fucked hard and fast. Friction burned her up. The carnal heat rose and finally consumed her. Kristie moaned and then cried as she came.
"Can't fuck much longer like this. Mashing me flat. Your cunt is crushing me!" But Scott wasn't complaining. His every forward thrust pushed down hard on Kristie's leg, folding her into an erotic pretzel. With her cooze wide and open to his fucking, he quickly got off.
Kristie felt his fuck stick beginning to tremble deep inside her. Then it bucked and grew. How it grew! She thought it would tear her in half as it swelled with lust.
Then it was all over. The cum flashed through Kristie and was gone, leaving her wanting more. She looked up at Scott and saw he'd gotten his rocks off.
"More," she said in a quivery voice. "I want more."
"Okay, babe, that's why we came here. You asked for it, you're gonna get it!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Eat me," Kristie begged. Her breath came in short, quick pants. She wanted him to get her off the way he had before, back in the library on the very first day of class. "I love the feel of your tongue all over my snatch."
Even thinking about it made Kristie weak inside. Her cooze began to dribble its inner juices and she longed for something inside her again. It could be his cock, though, from the way it dangled like a limp hose between Scott's legs, Kristie didn't think he would be up for it any time soon. But she really wanted his tongue fucking hard into her.
She shivered.
"Cold, babe? Come on into the house. You said you wanted more."
"Of you, Scott, of you!" she cried. "Eat me out!"
"Got something better waiting. You're one cock-hungry chick. I know you'll get off on this." He took her arm and guided her up the steps to the front door. Kristie pulled her blouse closed and tried to push down her skirt. She noticed Scott made no move to stuff his dick back into his pants.
"Wait," she said. "There're guys in there who-" Kristie's eyes went wide in surprise when Scott threw open the door. His friends stood in a long line. Each sported a hard-on completely covered with a condom.
"There're eight or ten of them!" Kristie couldn't take her eyes off the line of bouncing, jerking erections. Every single one of the studs had stripped buck naked. But she had eyes only for the cocks all decked out in rubbers.
"An even dozen," Scott said with some pride. "And each one of them wants to fuck you."
"What!"
Kristie was outraged-and turned on by the idea. She had enjoyed fucking with Audrey and her boyfriend. The hot coed had even considered having more than a couple guys take her at the same time. She remembered fantasizing about one up her ass, another fucking hard in her cunt while she sucked off a third. That left two hands. She could give two other guys hand jobs.
"There are so many," she said. "I can't do this, Scott."
"Sure you can. You said you wanted more cock after I fucked you outside. These guys are offering you miles of cock, eight inches at a time!"
Kristie felt hands pulling her into the room. Stunned, she spun around. Her hand brushed over a dick and felt the vibrant life there. She tried to bend and kiss it, but as she bent over, another guy moved behind her, hiking her skirt.
"Can I?" he asked.
Kristie's only answer was a soft moan. The feel of his prick moving between the thick slabs of her ass cheeks excited her. The rubber-covered cock banged gently against her tightly clenched asshole.
"Go on, do it, do it," she sobbed out. She remembered the very first time she had been fucked up the rear. It had been so exciting. A thrill unlike anything else she had done filled her again as the heavy log of man meat tapped lightly on the tight ring of her anus.
Kristie bent forward a little more and spread her legs, giving the man behind her a better chance to enter her. His cock surged. He fucked hard and fast all the way up her back passage, taking away her breath.
"Yes, oh, yes, so nice, so nice!" she cooed. Her blue eyes opened and fixed on Scott. "Scott! Eat me out. While your friend's banging away at my back door!"
"No, no, not yet," Scott said. He motioned. Another guy sporting about the hugest prong Kristie had ever seen moved in front of her. His hands stroked over her boobs, moving to mash the fleshy mounds of succulent tit flesh. She sobbed as new sensations flooded into her tender young body.
"Go on, Ed, do it to her. She wants it," said Scott. "Don't you, Kristie? Tell Ed what you want."
"Your cock's so big," she said, reaching down to grip the battering ram of cock flesh. Tugging gently at it, she pulled it toward her twat. But she had to stay bent over, because of the guy behind her still avidly fucking her butt.
"Both of us, in you at the same time," Ed promised. He licked and kissed at her nipples, then cupped both boobs and lifted her upright. Kristie gasped as this tightened her ass cheeks around the dick fucking into her asshole.
"Spread those fine legs of yours," said another guy. He dropped to his knees and began licking up the inner thigh on her left leg. The tingles turned Kristie weak in the knees and all gooey inside. The heat building from the ass-fucking excited her, but not as much as the idea of having two men's peckers inside her at the same time.
Another friend of Scott's started licking and kissing at her right leg. He tickled her calf with his tongue, then moved up, as if he intended to eat her out while the man behind her continued banging away.
"No, wait, no!" pleaded Kristie. "Don't cum," she called to the man taking her up the back. "I want more of your cock!"
The guy's cock drove in deep and hard and Kristie felt it spilling its load, bucking and shaking deep up her asshole. She tensed and felt the pecker begin to slide from her butt.
"Next!" called out another guy. Kristie wasn't sure, but this might have been the one tonguing her left leg. He moved quickly and pressed his hairy groin into the smooth, soft curves of her fleshy buttocks.
"All together now," he called. He moved forward, his cock seeking the hole just fucked by his friend. But Kristie could not protest. Ed pressed into her from the front, his erection rubbing passionately against her liquid gash.
"Both, no wait, I'm too tight!" she pleaded.
"That's what Scott tells us," laughed Ed. He bent his knees, then lifted. Like a rocket going to the moon, the blunt head of his prick parted her nether lips and then surged deep up her twat. Once hidden away in her cunt, Ed simply stood there, not moving.
The heat from his prick soothed and excited Kristie at the same time. She loved the way his monster prick filled her to overflowing. Every nerve along her fuck tunnel quivered and called out in joy, but it was also comforting to her. This was a familiar feel, one she had come to accept and love.
Then her world twisted again as the guy behind her began sliding his cock into her butthole. All the warm, glowing sensations from the prick submerged in her pussy vanished. She began to feel as if her insides were being turned inside out. And still he shoved his dick into her asshole.
Kristie caught her breath and relaxed. She sighed and let him slide ball-deep up her rear. His hairy crotch rubbed sensuously against her bare buttocks.
But inside was where the real thrill came. She had not liked it at first, having two guys fucking her. Now she did. She learned to relax in all the right places and tense in others. Squeezing down hard on Ed's cock produced a satisfying quiver in the man's organ.
"Go on," Ed called to the man buried all the way up her back door. "Pull out. When you start back in, I'll pull back. We can fuck her so she gets off from both of us."
"I am, I am," wailed Kristie. Her world swung in wide, wild circles around her. She bent forward, looking to Ed for support. This allowed the man behind her to drive even deeper into her asshole. As she leaned back to relieve some of the pressure there, the man squirted free, but Ed shoved his hips forward. His pecker shot up into her well-oiled vaj.
This back and forth fucking continued for a few minutes, Kristie getting into the rhythm of it to get the most stimulation possible. Only as her passions rose to the breaking point did she realize other guys were working on her body.
One fondled her tits. Two others stroked and licked and kissed her long, trim legs. From every direction came new reasons for arousal.
Kristie came hard. She realized both men grunted and began uncontrollable fucking. Ed slammed harder and harder into her pussy. And the man behind her was lifting her to her toes with his powerful thrusts up into her anus.
Almost as soon as the cum seized possession of her senses, Kristie realized the two men balling her were gone. Both cocks turned limp and slithered from her cavities.
"Next! Two more!"
"What, wait, no! I got off," gasped out Kristie. "Not yet. I can't-"
She thought she couldn't-but she could and did. Two more throbbing erections moved to replace those Kristie had worn out. She sighed as one raced up her front and another eased in from behind.
"More," she sighed. "I want more than this."
"See?" crowed Scott. "I told you she was a hot one."
"Eat me, Scott. You promised."
"Go on, fuck her good," Scott said. Kristie saw his dong starting to shiver and come back to life. She had sucked on it and fucked it and drained it, but only for a few minutes. If the guys kept at her, Kristie was afraid they might wear her out and she wouldn't want Scott eating her pussy.
The first thrust up her twat convinced her she could never get enough. Since coming to college, she had discovered things about herself she had never realized. How much she had missed in that small town she called home!
The tingles from the fucking in her pussy soon took second place to the prick sneaking into her asshole. This one wasn't as big as the others had been, but Kristie wasn't complaining. She was burning up inside from the hard fucking she had received already. And she startled herself realizing she wanted even more!
Reaching out, Kristie grabbed Scott's cock. She squeezed down hard and began stroking up and down. The flaccid length twitched and began to stir. She used her circled fingers to simulate a pussy. Up and down she moved her hand, getting him harder and harder.
"You're doing it to me, babe. Keep going." Scott arched his back and shoved his one-eyed monster fully into her grip. As if he fucked her cunt, he started moving back and forth with a rhythm designed to get him off fast.
"Scott, your mouth. Put it on my pussy," she pleaded. "You promised."
"All right, all right," he groaned. He never stopped driving his cock back and forth in the heat of her palm. Kristie clenched harder on his pulsing pussy pleaser. To her surprise, cum blasted out. Scott had gotten off faster than she would have thought possible.
Before she could say a word, the man behind her drove in hard enough to lift her onto her toes. Legs turning sleek and taut, Kristie bent forward, her butt jutting back to meet the inward thrust. She took his pecker far up her back.
These guys were intent on fucking into her at the same time. Through her inner membrane Kristie felt their cocks filling her to overflowing. She moaned softly, then let herself go. It was not doing her any good trying to keep her orgasm in check.
The two began driving in and out of her faster and faster. The carnal heat mounted and then Kristie exploded as the climax convulsed her. Her pussy clamped down hard on the cock working in and out of her cooze. The ring of her anus locked firmly around the cock reaming her out from behind. And this tensing got off both guys at the same time.
"Triple orgasm," cried somebody on the other side of the room. "That is one great chick. You were right, Scott."
"Three," moaned out Kristie, shaking her head. "Wasn't it four?" She reached out and tapped Scott's limp prong.
"Four!" came the immediate testimonial. "She got off and so did three of us!"
Kristie sank to her knees, looking up at Scott. She was exhausted. She thought every nerve in her body had burned out from the intense carnal electricity that had surged through her.
Then small stirrings came. And larger ones as she recovered. She wanted more. She needed more. She needed Scott to eat her out the way he had before, that time in the library.
"You promised," she said, staring hotly at him. "You told me you would eat me out again."
"She wants my mouth now," Scott said. The room filled with his friends cheered. The redhead moved to her, reaching out and putting his hand on the side of her cheek. Kristie turned and kissed his palm.
His hand moved lower, ever lower and brushed over her well-fucked twat.
"No, not your finger," she said when he started to stuff his middle digit into her gash. "Your tongue. Eat me out like you did before."
His hands parted her slender legs, exposing her dark-furred slit for all to see. More cheers. Kristie's breath came faster. These friends of Scott's watched as he ate her. They had all fucked her! And she wanted more!
She sighed as Scott's breath came hot and gusty across her pussy mound. His oral organ teased at her clit, then parted her pink sex lips. It wiggled around inside and then Scott rocked back. "How's that?"
"What?" She hardly knew what to say. He wasn't turning her on with his mouth. Not the way he had before.
"Go on," she urged. "Do it the same way you did the first day of school. How you did it in the library. Eat me out again!"
"Again?" Scott frowned. "Don't remember eating your pussy. Don't like the taste. If I wanted this, I'd have a stale tuna fish sandwich. Let me fuck you again."
"Wait a minute," Kristie said, sitting up and pulling her skirt down. "You ate me out in the library. You said so."
"No, I didn't. If you want, I'll do it. Then we can all-"
"You weren't the one?" The admission stunned Kristie. "But I thought-" She shook her head. How could she have been so blind? The party where she had met Scott had been noisy, too noisy. She realized she had misheard what he said to her about the cunnilingus in the library.
"What's that matter? We've had some fun times. The lot of us have!"
"Yeah, fun," Kristie said, suddenly feeling hollow inside again. She was taken back a week and more. The sex with Scott had been fine. She had learned things about herself and her own sexuality she would never have without him and his friends. But she wanted the mystery lover who had given her such oral pleasure.
If it wasn't Scott, she had to keep looking. But where?
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"It's not like he lied to you," Audrey said. The blonde leaned back on her bed, long, bare legs thrust up in the air. She rested her feet against the wall, laying with her naked pussy spread wide.
"I feel like a fool," Kristie said. Her eyes kept drifting to her roommate's open twat. It beckoned to her. She wanted to go over and eat some blonde muff. And she wanted Audrey to do the same for her.
She shook her head, sending dark hair flying in all directions. Kristie was too confused. She enjoyed sex with Audrey, but it wasn't the same. She thought Scott had been the one who had given her such unexpected, really intense pleasure with his mouth.
"Scott's not the kind of dude to lie. He's not that way."
"I thought he was the one, Audrey," the dark-haired coed said in anguish. "I want to find whoever did this to me. He's driving me crazy.
"You're crazy, all right," Audrey said, her fingers rubbing over her own sex lips. She sighed as she started masturbating. "Give the guy a break and return his call."
"No," Kristie said firmly. "I won't. Scott kept me dangling for a week. He has to come begging if he wants to ever, to ever-"
"Fuck you again?" Audrey shivered and stuffed two fingers into her cunt. "If you won't get it on with Scott, Will's interested."
"But you and Will are an item."
"We're just friends. Good friends, sure, but he can hound dog around for whoever he wants. And I tell you, Kristie, he's more than willing to sniff around you and that fine little cunny of yours."
Kristie hardly heard. She stared at the blank wall, then rose and grabbed her books.
"I'm going out."
"To study?"
Kristie stared at the books in her hand. She had not even realized she'd picked them up. She shrugged and left her roommate to fingering herself to a climax. Kristie wasn't sure if she shouldn't do the same thing. It would relieve some of the tension building in her trim young body.
Wandering aimlessly, she finally found herself standing in front of the library. At this time of night there wouldn't be too many students in there studying. Kristie went in, not knowing why. She had no interest in cracking the books right now.
She wanted some other crack tended to. Her hand crept down and pressed into her snatch. She sighed heavily. Maybe Audrey was right. She could call up Scott and have him come over, him and that fine cock of his.
Kristie decided she could not face him. She had been so silly thinking he was the one. She ought to have known Scott wasn't the kind of guy to be able to eat her out the way she had been-the way she wanted over and over and over. Dropping her books onto a table at the far end of the library, the dark-haired coed went into the tall stacks of books.
Somehow, this felt like walking into a different world, one separate from the one where she was horny all the time.
Running her fingers over the spines of the books, she went slowly down the narrow walkway. She didn't even see the tall, well built, curly-haired guy until after she ran into him. Kristie recoiled, caught herself against one of the bookshelves, then saw she had knocked the books out of his hands.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention." She knelt and they bumped heads.
"Ow," he said, but he was smiling at her. "That's all right. I just wish we could bump something else."
"What else?" Kristie asked. It was fun watching the emotions play on the guy's face-and the bulge growing in his jeans.
"Maybe we could bump uglies, as they say."
"Uglies? I don't know what you mean." Kristie stood close to him. Her heart started beating faster. He was good-looking, and he might be just what she needed most right now.
"Well, never mind."
"I'd rather we fucked our brains out," she said boldly. Before she had come to college she would have been embarrassed ever to say anything like that. Now it came naturally. And she meant it. She wanted to feel this guy's huge pecker ramming between her legs, parting her cunt lips and drilling deep into her moist, lust-heated fuck tunnel.
"You certainly speak your mind," he said, clutching the books harder. "This isn't some kind of joke, is it?"
"Is it?" Kristie asked, opening her blouse. Her firm conical titties tumbled out, shaking ever so slightly when she moved. As her heart sped up, more excited blood pumped into her nipples. The tiny little buds grew harder. She reached down and took them between her thumbs and forefingers. She tweaked them, sending tiny volts of lust into her chest.
"If it's a joke, it's one I want to go along with," he said. "I've got a carrel. Let's go there."
"A carrel?"
"Just a tiny room hardly big enough for a chair and a desk," he said. "But we can close the door and lower the blind on the window in the door."
"Why bother?" Kristie said, her blood pounding hard in her temples now. The little bit of stimulation she had given herself sent her emotions soaring wildly.
"All right," he said, turning and guiding her toward the tiny room. His hand rested against her ass. Kristie purposefully kept the pace slow because she liked the feel of a man's hand back there. When he squeezed down just a little, she knew they had arrived.
"There?" she asked, surprised. An entire wall in the library was lined with tiny doors with small windows in each. She had thought they were janitor's closets. Kristie had never wondered why they needed so many, but now she knew the truth. The man opened the door and showed a room hardly large enough to turn around in.
"Just a desk, chair and a light," he said. He crowded her into the room, adding, "And us."
"Ummm, nice," Kristie cooed. Her hand rubbed over the huge bulge at his groin. Her nimble fingers unfastened his fly and let a ready-to-fuck cock come prancing out. She caught it in her hand and stroked.
"I like that," he said, "but you're so beautiful!"
"That's a problem?" Kristie was amused.
"I might cum too quick. I want this to last forever!" He pulled her closer. Her tit flesh mashed against his chest. She held onto his prick, but knew she couldn't go down on him as she had wanted. There wasn't room in the carrel.
There was hardly room for one, much less two. But Kristie quickly found the best way for them to share the space.
Lifting one sleek leg and putting it on the chair opened her pussy to him. His hands scooted her skirt up to a wad around her waist. His hands stroked over the warm half moons of her ass cheeks.
"You're not wearing any panties," he said, whispering hotly in her ear.
"I was ready for you," she said. "Feel how ready I am?"
She caught his wrist and pulled it to her snatch. His finger invaded her. She sighed in pleasure as he began finger-fucking her quim. But Kristie knew what she wanted. This wasn't it. Tugging gently on his prick, she drew him even closer.
"There's not much room. We can be far more comfortable if we are ... together." She stood on one toe, positioned her pussy directly over the blood-engorged head of his cock, then lowered herself fast.
For a moment, Kristie thought he was going to pass out from the shock of having a tight, clinging pussy all around him. She tensed and relaxed her strong inner muscles, massaging his prick. The dark-haired coed felt the hidden fuck pole growing within her.
"That's the way," she coaxed. "Get nice and big. Then fuck the hell out of me!"
She pulled him even closer. This drove him to the hilt in her gooey cooze. She started creaming and knew she was at the brink of orgasm. It wouldn't take much more to push herself over.
Her pussy mound rubbed against his crotch as he shifted weight. He kept his dick thrust all the way up her, but this did nothing to lessen the pleasure for her. She rubbed her chest against his, letting the tiny fires of lust starting at each nipple blossom into full-blown sexual desire.
"Fuck me good," she urged. She hopped up and down to give him the idea. Then it was Kristie's turn to gasp and moan in delight.
He had only waited to get himself into the right position. Bracing himself against the wall, he started fucking with all the power locked in his body.
The first stroke lifted her off her feet. She slumped back, dazed by the lust billowing within her loins. The hard lunge folded her sex lips inward. When he pulled away, they flipped free. The movement carried her inner oils out and let it smear all over her twat.
"I thought this was going to be another dull night of studying," he said as he sucked on her ear lobe.
"Shut up and fuck," she ordered. She needed him to burn away all thoughts of Scott. The sexy coed twisted and turned in passion as he entered her.
Faster and faster, he fucked her until she was caught up in a bonfire of lustfulness that would never die out. Tits and cunt, ears and butt, everything was on fire.
Kristie had to admit the guy knew what he was doing. When she bumped into him, she thought he was someone who spent all his time buried in books and never learning what it is like to live.
He was showing her all the tricks. His hands cupped her buttocks, lifting and twisting and even dipping between the fleshy moons to tease her asshole. When he fucked hard into her cooze and added his finger to her anus at the same time, Kristie forgot she was trying to savor this fucking to the utmost.
She let the sweet wind of orgasm blast through her. She got caught up on the hurricane blast and felt all her cares blown away.
"Keep going," she gasped out when he slowed.
"Sorry, thought I was hurting you."
"Hurting?" She tossed her head back and laughed. "You're giving me the fucking of my life. Don't stop, don't you dare stop!"
Her words spurred him on to even better lovemaking. His cock flew like an arrow, hard and straight, up her love channel. He fucked her furiously. Kristie knew her pussy threatened to set off the smoke alarms in the library.
He was giving her one royal fucking, one she would never forget.
"Aieee!" she shrieked. Her cries were muffled in the tiny room. She slid her raised leg around his waist and drew him even closer as he continued giving her every inch of his cock as fast as he could possibly fuck.
"More," she sobbed. "More, more!"
"Insatiable bitch!" he whispered passionately in her ear. His hands gripped her ass cheeks hard. This caused her cunt to contract just as he shoved deep into her.
She came again-and this time he got his rocks off. His pecker vibrated in her tight snatch like it had batteries. Then she felt the throbbing of his heart and the way the cock expanded.
He shot his wad fast, but Kristie was past caring. She was as drained as she could be from her Big O.
Head resting on his shoulder, panting hard, she finally pushed back enough to look him in the eye.
"Where have you been all my life? That was super!"
"Maybe I've been studying too much," he said, grinning broadly.
"No way! Whoever taught you, taught you well."
"I meant books," he said.
"Whatever," Kristie said, "is the source of your skill, don't ever turn your back on it."
"Why not?" he asked. Her blue eyes widened.
"What do you mean?"
"Turn around and I'll show you."
He spun her around and Kristie put her hands against the wall. When she felt his hands stroking over the smooth curves of her ass, she knew what was in store for her-or she thought she did.
Kristie was wrong. Kenny had given her the very first butt-fucking ever, and the sultry coed thought it had been great. Now she knew the truth.
This ass-fucking was the best she had ever gotten. Every time she thought she had found the best, someone always came along to show her something better.
Kristie had a lot to learn-and wanted to learn it all right away!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"Really, I do, I have to go." The guy propped himself against the small desk in the carrel. Every time he moved, his limp cock swung to and fro so Kristie could bat at it, like a cat with a mouse.
"I'd rather if you'd cum again," she said, licking her lips. Kristie reached down and stroked over his heaving chest, enjoying the sensation of power she had over him. And how that changed when he was hard and thrusting into her pussy! He was completely in control then, and Kristie surrendered to his masterful lovemaking skills.
"You're insatiable!" He wiped sweat from his forehead. "Can you ever get enough?"
"Sure, but I've got a ways to go before I reach overload."
"I don't want to be around when you blow a fuse," the college student said. He tucked himself back into his pants and zipped up.
"When you blow the fuse, I'll be dead on the floor!"
"Maybe," Kristie said, resigning herself to the inevitable. He wasn't going to get a hardon again any time soon. She had worn him out. "But you would have a smile on your face. A big one!"
He laughed and eased past her, almost escaping into the quiet library. Kristie glanced at the big clock at the far end of the stack of books. It was hours and hours before closing, and she didn't know what to do.
Wandering up and down the aisles did nothing to give her a clue what to do next. Fucking so many times in the closed room had given her a thrill, no doubt about it. When she'd been at home, it would have been enough sex for a week. A month!
But not now. Kristie had learned to give in to her needs-and was learning how to satisfy them.
"Got a lot of satisfying to do," she said tiredly. Inside she was still on fire. She wanted more cock, reaming her out. It didn't matter much if it came up her pussy or her backside. She rubbed her tingly ass cheeks and knew it was as good having a guy fuck her up the asshole as in her pussy.
She wanted it all and she wanted it now.
Most of all, Kristie wanted to find the guy who had given her the ultimate in pleasure using only his mouth. She had gotten off in a big way and still did not know whose mouth had given her such a huge orgasm.
"It was about this time two weeks ago," she said, stopping and staring at the clock. "Two weeks, two entire weeks without knowing who could send me into another world."
Kristie shivered and turned, seeing the same chair where she had dropped at the beginning of school. Her feet turned of their own accord, going to the chair. She pushed it back, dropped her books on the table and sank down. Leaning back, she closed her eyes. Trying to recapture the moment did her no good.
"The way he started," she said softly to herself. "Up one leg with his lightly licking tongue. Oooh." She shivered, almost feeling what had been done before-but it was only memory.
"Then he worked up the other leg." She trembled as sensation mounted within her. A cold draft blew through the library and caused her legs to turn chilly. Almost as if spots of saliva evaporated in the same places where he had started his incredible oral sex on her unsuspecting pussy.
Kristie slouched a bit more in the chair, her long legs thrust out straight under the table. Her butt perched on just the edge of the chair. If he came to her now, her naked pussy would be waiting for him.
"And he knew how to excite me with his finger," she marveled. The feel of his middle finger surging up into her asshole had been the first real invasion of that virgin territory.
She shivered again and shifted. Her leg brushed something under the table. Kristie started to look, but a husky voice stopped her.
"Don't look," came the words. "It'll be better than before."
"Before? Better?" she asked.
"Two weeks ago at this time."
"It is you!" she cried. She started to search under the table for her mystery snatch licker.
"No!" he bellowed. The loud cry shocked her into sitting upright in the chair. What if someone overheard? She would be tossed out and would never get another light touch of that masterful tongue.
"Sorry," she said, her heart racing.
"You are wearing a new perfume. Different from the last time." She started to reply then bit her lower lip. His oral organ raked along inside her calf and worked upward, moving across her tender, trembling thigh flesh. She sighed in growing desire for him.
"Yes, I am." Her legs spread wantonly, waiting for him to do her as well as before.
Kristie began to stir uneasily. She felt nothing. The wet spots had dried on her thighs and no hairy head thrust itself farther between her legs to drive a tongue into her vaj.
Somehow, the waiting keyed her up. She felt the creamy explosion deep within her as desires blossomed.
"Are you still there?"
"I wouldn't go away, not when I am being offered such a delightful treat."
Kristie caught her breath when a feather tickled her legs. She didn't laugh. She almost came.
"How do you do this? You're turning me on in a big way, and you haven't done anything yet."
"I will," came the soft promise.
"Well? When?"
"When you least expect it. Someone is coming."
"I want to cum!" she cried. Then Kristie clamped her mouth shut when she saw four other coeds stare in her direction. They settled down at the far end of the long study table, talking quietly among themselves.
"They will overhear if you don't keep quiet," came the caution.
"I want to cum!" Kristie whispered hotly.
She swallowed hard when the feather returned to torment her. Light touches here and there on her legs. Then the feel of ... what? Leather? She trembled in anticipation. Her mystery cunt licker was dressed in leather!
Sweat popped out on her forehead. She was almost gasping for breath her arousal was so great. And he had done so little. She was anticipating as she never had before. He was getting her all hot in the cunt and hadn't even touched her there yet!
Kristie closed her eyes when the feather vanished, replaced by lips kissing softly. The lips worked up her left leg, stopping just above her knee.
"Go on, more, do it some more!" She almost giggled when she felt her shoes being pulled off. The socks followed quickly. Then she gasped, again drawing the stares of the other students. But Kristie was past caring.
The guy under the table was sucking on her toes. She couldn't remember a bigger turnon!
His tongue worked between her toes and all around, licking over the instep and finally starting up her right leg. She hiked her skirt a little to let him go farther this time.
The dark-haired coed was almost sobbing when his tormenting mouth stopped on her thigh, inches away from her drooling cooze.
"Don't do this to me," she begged. "I need more than you're giving me."
"Are you excited?" came the whispered question.
"YES!" she blurted.
Kristie's eyes went wide when one of the other girls got up and came down the aisle and stopped near her.
"Are you all right?" the girl asked, looking more irritated than concerned.
"Sorry. I ... I'm practicing for a play," Kristie said lamely. She had hoped the mouth would give her a few seconds to recover. It didn't. She had wanted the tongue to lick over her gooey snatch before.
Now he chose the precise moment to do as she had wanted earlier. The rough, wet oral organ worked against her trembly cunny lips, pushing them aside and lightly flicking her clitoris.
Lightning surges of desire blasted into her. And she had to pretend nothing was wrong.
"Well, keep it down. We're trying to study."
"Sorry." Kristie felt the blood rising from her tits to her neck. She was turned on in a big way. The tongue drove hard against the pink, wet nubbin of her clit. When the lips closed on it and started sucking, Kristie almost came.
"If you don't be quiet, we'll have to tell someone and have you tossed out." The coed spun and stalked back. The other girls hid their mouths behind their hands and tittered.
"They envy you-or would if they knew what you were enjoying so much."
"Let's go somewhere else," Kristie begged. She wiggled on the hard chair, straining to see who hid under the table and gave her such a thrill. "I'll get into trouble if I cry out again."
"Here, now," came the confident command. "If you leave, you will never get more of this!"
He showed her what she would miss. Kristie gasped and leaned forward on the table, head buried in her crossed arms. The feelings mounting within her young body grew and grew until she wanted to scream.
His tongue found all the right places. He pressed in hard against her clit, then stroked along the slippery gash until he found her cunthole. Kristie wiggled out of control when he parted those sex lips and began tonguefucking her.
At first, it was a gentle movement. Somehow, he increased the speed of his tongue and gave her a better fucking than any cock could provide.
That tongue slipped and slid and stimulated. Kristie leaned back, closing her eyes. Sweat broke out on her body, but she ignored it running down her face. Kristie tried to keep quiet. She would lose her chance at a really powerful cum if she cried out.
The lewd slurping sound echoed throughout the library. Kristie reached down and ran her fingers through the hair on the man's head.
"Not so loud," she cautioned. "You're too noisy while you're eating."
"Are you complaining?" came the muffled voice. His mouth moved against her dark furred pussy mound. The hot breath stimulated her sensitive flesh almost as much as his cunt-loving tongue.
"No, no!" Kristie proved to him she was not asking him to stop by lifting her legs up. She put her heels on the chair and rested her knees against the edge of the table. This opened her snatch to him fully. The horny coed wiggled around and got her skirt lifted-and was rewarded immediately.
"Oh, oh, yes!" she sighed.
The man's hands slid under her ass cheeks and lifted to get an even better shot at her pussy. Kristie felt the fingers going into the deep crevice between her meaty moons.
She yelped when the probing middle finger shot past the tight ring of her anal sphincter and up into her asshole. All the way up her rear, that finger wiggled and stimulated. Then he did something that drove her wild.
With finger buried all the way up her tightest passage, he began shoving his tongue in and out of her cooze. Through her delicate inner membranes, he rubbed across his hidden tongue. Or was it the other way around?
Kristie couldn't tell if he was licking the finger he had buried in her rectum. Whatever it was, he stimulated her more and more. His nose pressed into her clit. His stubbled chin rubbed over her soft inner thighs.
But it was his finger and his pussy-buried tongue that did it to her.
She had found her mystery cunt kisser again, and Kristie could not hold back the sharp sensations stalking her. The nerves in her clit all fired at the same time. The erotic heat from the finger shoved all the way up her asshole burned like fire. And setting off the carnal depth charges he had planted was his tongue.
He licked and sucked and fucked her with his tongue and she came. Hard.
Kristie's body went wild, thrashing about out of control. She gripped the edge of the table and tried to keep back the spastic flailing about caused by her released climax.
It wasn't possible. She let out a howl and only when the tides of passion had begun to fade was she able to look around her. Kristie feared she would be thrown out. But the four coeds at the other end of the study table were gone.
The library was deserted and only she and her hidden pussy eater were left.
"That was super," Kristie sobbed out. She wiped sweat from her eyes. "I've got to have more. But I want to know who you are. Please tell me."
"You really don't know?"
Kristie blinked in surprise when the guy from her class edged out. He had her oily cooze cream on his lips. He licked it off and smiled like the cat who had eaten the canary.
Better, he smiled as if he had just eaten her.
"Pete!" the dark-haired coed cried out in astonishment.
In way of answer, he wiggled the middle finger he still had hidden away in her asshole. He slid up between her wantonly spread legs and kissed her with all the ardor she could have wanted in a lover.
Kristie knew then she had to have more. Then and there.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Pete sat beside the sexy coed, his finger still wiggling up her asshole. She sighed and closed her eyes, letting the tiny sensations build until she wanted to scream again. His hot hand against her buttocks turned her on almost as much as the way he diddled her with his buried finger.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.
"Tell you what? You kept turning me down every time I'd ask for a date. You were so wrapped up in that Scott fellow-"
"I made a mistake. I didn't know what was good for me," Kristie said. She lifted her long, bare legs and twisted back and forth, screwing herself on the finger so intimately hidden in her anus.
"You want more?"
"Yes!" Kristie didn't even have to think about it. "Your mouth is great. I want to check out the rest of your equipment." She reached over and began squeezing the tight mound at his crotch. She felt immediate stirrings behind the cloth.
"That's getting painful," Pete told her. "Fact is, it's been real painful ever since the first day of class. I saw you and wanted you."
"We can't have you getting blue balls," Kristie said, licking her lips. She couldn't take her eyes off the way his growing erection struggled to get free of his jeans. Imagination running wild, Kristie imagined a ten-inch prong snapping to attention if she ran down his fly and let out Pete's cock.
"Pete's peter," she said, laughing. "I like it!"
"I want you to do more than just like it," Pete said. He pulled his finger from her butt and stretched back on the chair, his legs under the table. "Go on," he urged. "Show me what you can do with your mouth."
"Yes, sir, right away!" Kristie slid under the table. She reached up and stroked along the sides of his legs. Strong muscles played there as she moved closer to his crotch. Her head banged slightly under the table, but Pete moved to let her have a better shot at his hard-on.
She tugged at the zipper and it came free with a metallic hiss. Kristie licked her lips when she saw the pecker that came leaping out, hard and quivering for action. It was even bigger than she had thought.
And Kristie wanted it all!
She hungrily gobbled at the end of the fleshy pole, gnawing on the purple knob. Pete immediately moaned at this oral assault. Kristie's tongue licked and lapped and tried to pry open the tiny hole at the end of his prick.
"I feel like I'm going to cum too fast," he complained. "Let me catch my breath!"
"No!" Kristie wanted to give him all the pleasure he had given her. The element of surprise was gone, so she had to make up with it using expertise. She had learned a lot since coming to college. Kristie wanted to show it all to Pete.
Her oral organ lapped and licked at the sensitive underside of his prick. She kissed the entire length and then began burrowing into his pants. Her nose nestled in the fragrant nest of his pubic hair. Her tongue sought the hairy bag holding his balls and batted it around.
The thick cream of his trapped jism was coming to a boil. Kristie wanted it to explode-and she wanted to take every single drop in her sucking mouth!
"Kristie, your mouth," Pete gasped. His hips lifted from the chair as he tried to jam himself deeper into her face. "Either do me fast or let me get my control back."
Kristie wasn't about to let him relax. Not when she was so horny! Pete had given her extreme sexual pleasure when he ate out her cooze. She was going to give him some in return.
Her tongue swirled and licked and worked back to the throbbing head. She sucked it fully into her mouth and gripped just under the head. Sucking until her cheeks went hollow, the sexy coed started stroking up and down the thick shaft of man meat.
She loved the way Pete was caught in the web of sex she wove. Giving him head was as exiting for her as it was for him. Her pussy was turning liquid inside and she started to cream. The thick, oily lubricants from deep in her cunt were leaking over her pouty pussy lips and into her dark-furred bush.
Her hand started moving faster and faster up and down his cock. The flesh flowed and began to burn under her circling fingers. Gripping hard, she squeezed down hard as she took more than half of his pecker into her mouth.
"I'm cumming!" he cried. She reached out with her other hand and dug about in his jeans. Grabbing his balls, she clamped down hard. At the same time, she sucked harder and stroked up and down. But only when she began face-fucking herself did Pete get his rocks off.
His fiery hot jizz blasted into her mouth. His hips went wild, but Kristie held on. She wasn't going to lose a single drop of his precious load.
Sucking and licking, she drained him. But to her surprise, his cock didn't deflate after he stopped fountaining out his steamy jism.
"You're not going limp," she accused.
"You really turn me on," Pete said. "Come on up here."
"We can't-" she started. But Pete was already dragging her out from under the table. He shoved her back, her legs on either side of his body. He leaned forward and lightly licked her snatch. She hiked her feet to the tabletop. Knees high, she opened herself wantonly to his mouth.
"It's almost closing time. Nobody is paying much attention, at least to us." He stood, his still hard cock banging against her turgid cunt lips.
"We'll get tossed out of the library, out of college!" she protested.
"What a way to go," he told her. Then she was no longer able to speak. His mouth locked on her and his educated tongue surged into her mouth. Tongues tangling, dueling, darting here and there, Kristie was turned on all over again. But Pete didn't stop there.
His hands cupped her tits and tweaked her nipples. He fumbled about for a second and then stripped off her blouse so he could get her tit flesh into the open where he could suck and lick.
When he moved from her mouth to her titties, Kristie thought she would go wild with lust.
"Fuck me, Pete. I need this in me. Put this into my cunny!" She grabbed his rigid fuck stick and dragged it toward her wide-spread snatch.
He gave her boobs the same arousing attention he had given her sex slit. Pete's mouth drew in her nipples and teased them, sucked and licked and kissed-and then he straightened. As he did, his pecker drove squarely up her cunt.
Kristie screamed in desire as he drove her backwards onto the table.
"Fuck me, fuck me good. I need your cock fucking me!" All worry of being discovered vanished from her mind. Kristie knew precisely what she wanted. And it was already buried deep inside her pussy.
Pete fell forward on top of her. His hands held down hers as he positioned himself above her. He gazed down into her eyes. And Kristie looked up and saw that he wanted her as badly as she did him.
"Do it," she whispered in a sex husky voice. "Burn me up with that fantastic prick of yours."
"Like this?" Pete's hips began moving, slowly at first and then with greater speed.
Kristie closed her eyes and savored the sensations mounting within her. She loved the way his cum tasted. Sucking his cock had thrilled her. But it was all nothing compared to the way his thick pecker worked in and out of her hot snatch.
She struggled, trying to get her hands free. She couldn't. He was too strong. He held her firmly pinned to the table as he fucked faster and faster.
"How's this?" he taunted. Pete stopped fucking when he was completely buried inside her twat. His hips started twisting slightly, like a spoon stirring in a bowl. Every movement drove Kristie just a little crazier with lust.
"More, don't tease me, give it to me."
"Like this?" Pete slid back until only the thick purple knob of his cock remained with her pink cunt lips. Then he slammed hard into her. Their pubic bones met and ground together. Kristie gasped.
He was stimulating her clit when he fucked this deep into her. And then he was out. In. Faster and faster. The friction of his prick against her tensed, needy cunt walls sent fiery bolts of desire into her loins.
From there the carnal fire spread and worked toward her head. Kristie gasped and tried to speak. Hunger for sex clogged her throat. She couldn't speak because of the rising tides of passion.
The fires blew apart in her brain like a fireball. Her entire body convulsed as orgasm shattered her like a glass window.
All the while she thrashed and struggled, Pete held her firmly pinned to the table. This added to her thrill.
As she came down from her sexual high, she felt the way the fast-moving cock expanded within her.
"Go on," she urged. "Let yourself go. Cum in me. I want you to."
"Don't have much left, not after the way you sucked me dry," he said. He strained to keep fucking faster and faster. Eventually, it was impossible. Pete let himself go.
His cock shivered and bucked and tried to spew out some more jism. There was no way. He was dry. But his balls still bounced and bucked in their hairy sac.
"Are you all right?" Kristie asked, seeing the expression on his face.
"Nothing left to shoot," he said. "I'm going to get the worst case of blue balls imaginable after this."
"Why?" demanded Kristie. "I want to keep going. I need more."
"More?" he asked, surprised.
"More!" Kristie cried. She twisted hard and reversed positions, getting on top. Her hips began a slow, sensual movement. Up and down, in a big circle. She did everything and she kept it up until Pete was able to get off big time.
And then they left the library and went to Kristie's dorm room. Audrey and Will weren't there, but Kristie knew they would be soon. After she and Pete had gotten it on a couple more times.
At last the sexy dark-haired coed felt as if she was getting her full value out of college! And this was only Kristie's first semester!
