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Campus Orgy ....(84k)    by Jack Macy

TAMMY AND TODD HAD A MISSION: TO RESTORE THE JOYS OF SEX TO THEIR REPRESSIVE COLLEGE CAMPUS. THEIR METHOD WAS TO FUCK EVERYONE IN SIGHT!

When Tammy looked back over her shoulder and saw it was Todd connected to the big dick moving in her, she was surprised, since she'd figured it was Prof. Dave again. But that was how it should be, because in the best of orgies, the parts were interchangeable!

"Oh, yeah. Fuck!" the four sexy people exclaimed, singly and together, as they went at it with each other. "Fuck! Damn! Yeah!" their faces strained and their bodies were coated with sweat as they humped away.

Then Dave came, not being able to hold off any longer. His 35-year-old body went rigid as a huge climax overtook him and his cock pumped out wads of frothing cum. He had started in Tammy and was finishing in Bonnie. It was a lucky man who could say that two pussies had made him come. Gasping and grunting, he rode his wave to the end.

Then it was Bonnie's turn. From her curving back to her hanging breasts to her marvelous behind, every inch of her seemed to convulse as the pleasure spasms hit her. Somewhere in there, Tammy climaxed again, too. But the blonde sexpot might not have wanted to call attention to it, because that put her one ahead of the others, and fair was fair!

CHAPTER ONE

Quinby College, or "Quim-by" College as it was sometimes secretly called by male students, was located in a small middle-American town. In the 1960s and 1970s, the brick-walled, ivy-covered campus had literally been a hotbed of free sex. In the 1980s, wild fraternity parties had replaced the hippies, but the erotic atmosphere had happily continued. Only in the 1990s did a certain austerity enter the scene and put a damper on the festivities.

Now professors could no longer have affairs with students. Now sex itself was discouraged by the administration, and there were even rules about having it. It wasn't very natural or spontaneous, but that was how it was.

Yet one fall term there came-again literally-onto the scene a group of healthily-sexed students and teachers who would change all that for the better. And here's how it happened.

Tammy was a nineteen-year-old sophomore, a short and peppy person with equally short blonde hair. In the tight tops and short skirts she wore, too, her body was all curves. Her breasts were high, round, and very large for her overall size, her waist was tiny, and her buns were the cutest and firmest anyone had ever seen. And anyone lucky enough to see her blonde-haired pussy pronounced it the ultimate in fuckability.

But since Tammy was also a nympho, she was having a hard time of it at Quinby College. Or actually she wasn't having a hard time, because the atmosphere was such that she wasn't getting enough cock! Some people even looked down on her for flaunting her sexuality as she wiggle-walked across the campus. Still, there were some red-blooded guys who didn't, and one of these was Todd.

Todd was a senior, and a real, dark-haired hunk. He was even captain of the football team, such as it was at that small college. He had gone steady with another student for the several years he'd been there, which had allowed him to escape some of the erotophobic bullshit. But the two of them had recently broken up, which put Todd back playing the field, and not just the football kind.

So when Todd met Tammy, fireworks went off! He was following her down a wooded path one beautiful autumn day, and he became hypnotized by her bare, shapely legs and her tight, shifting buns. Sensing his interest, the peppy blonde turned and smiled at him. That was when he saw her breasts, too, like outsized melons on her short frame.

Their eyes met, and it was all over. As he caught up to her and they walked along together, he got a hard-on so big that he could barely ambulate. And she felt herself get so wet between the legs that it immediately soaked through her panties. They ached for each other, and that was that.

"Want to fuck, big guy?" Tammy found herself asking.

"Shhh!" Todd warned. "We're not supposed to talk like that here at Quinby."

She looked around. "Nobody's listening, unless the latest thing is that they've put microphones in the trees."

He grinned. "Well, in that case, yeah, I want to give you my big dick like there's no tomorrow! But we'd still better take it off campus, just to play safe."

So they went to his car, where he opened the door for her like a gentleman. He actually wanted to jump her in the back seat, and she wouldn't have minded.

Todd and Tammy raced through the small town and out into the countryside on the opposite end from the college. They pulled up at a cheap motel some students secretly knew about, a refuge from the rules. Since the parking lot and the room doors were in back, their car couldn't be seen from the road.

"By the hour?" the balding desk clerk smirked when they walked into the office.

"Yeah, by the hour," Todd confirmed. "Though it may take us a while to do everything we need to!"

The room, once they had raced to it and locked the door behind them, was drab and depressing, and the soiled decor was at least thirty years old. But that didn't matter at all, because it had the one thing they needed: a bed! Tammy lay right back on the saggy mattress, yanked up her skirt, and spread her honeyed thighs. She actually tore off her panties, baring her cute little quim. The blonde fur around her pink opening was already soaked with her juices.

In turn, the dark-haired hunk ripped down his zipper. His cock sprang powerfully out and upward, throbbing with his heartbeat. Clear fluid oozed from its tip. There wasn't time to get a clean bill of health from each other, so he pulled a condom out of his wallet, rolled it on, and was ready to go.

Or ready to come! He was so turned on that he nearly climaxed without ever touching the sexy blonde, and so did she. But he got over her, slid deeply into her, and the fireworks began.

Tammy and Todd fucked like they'd been made for each other, like her pussy had been created for him and his cock for her. They fit together tightly and excitingly, her opening feeling like a marvelous rubber ring around his dick. He levered into her in fast but long strokes, using his entire shaft. For her part, she bucked her hips athletically, shoving her snatch up at him in perfect rhythm.

"Oh. Oh, yeah!" she panted, her pretty face flushing. "Give it to me, big guy. Give me your meat!"

"I'll give it to you," he grunted. "Damn, you've got the hottest, wettest little pussy I've ever been in!"

They hadn't even had time to get undressed, but that didn't matter either. Only his naked cock and her naked quim were important. And while they were college students, this had nothing to do with their minds. That is, unless their loins, in the best sense, had minds of their own!

Faster and faster they fucked, until they couldn't hold off any longer. Suddenly a lightning-swift orgasm overtook them, curling their fingers and toes, making him clench his teeth and her beat her fists on the mattress. Her pussy spasmed crazily around his dick, and the latter pumped out a huge quantity of hot, thick spunk.

"Eeee!" Tammy squealed, her compact body shuddering uncontrollably. "Eeee!"

"Oh, damn!" Todd echoed, his every muscle straining then relaxing in total satisfaction. "Oh, that was a touchdown, for sure!"

Then he pulled out and lay back beside her. Their clothes were sweated out, and everything between their legs was sticky with sex juice. It had been scarcely an hour since they'd met for the first time, and already they'd had that cataclysmic experience.

"I'm only sorry we couldn't have taken our time just a little," she said. "I haven't even seen the rest of your big, strong body."

"Don't be sorry," he laughed. "With you around, I can keep it up all day. Woman, that was just the beginning!"

So Todd stood up and shucked off his shirt, jeans, and briefs, showing her his football player's form. But her attention was drawn mostly to his cock, which just as he'd said was itself standing at attention again.

And Tammy, still on the bed, wiggled out of her short skirt and tight top, the latter of which she'd worn braless. His eyes widened when he saw her large, firm, perfectly round white breasts, the nipples standing up like ripe red berries.

"Damn, do you have a bod!" she observed appreciatively.

"So do you," he said. "You're the sexiest handful I've ever seen!"

"And my, what a big dick you have!" she continued.

"The better to fuck you with," he laughed. "And I'm ready to go for a second round right now."

But first they went for some oral action. They exchanged clean bills of health, so they could be totally free. Being prepared to follow their sexual imaginations anywhere they might lead, they got into position.

First Todd pulled Tammy over to the edge of the bed and knelt on the floor. He put her shapely legs on his shoulders and got his hands under her incredibly nice buns, then dove on in. After licking all the juice off her silky thighs, he wound up at her pussy. He took strands of her yellow fur between his teeth and pulled at them, making her shudder happily. From where he was, he was able to look up between the twin mountains of her breasts to her pretty face.

Then he went for her slit. Separating her tender pink labes with his tongue, he quickly found her joy-button. He licked and he flicked it, which made her do more than shudder. Her slick juices flowed as he stuck his tongue into her love-hole and even ran it over her other opening behind.

"Oooh, that's amazing!" she reacted, reaching down to run her fingers through his dark hair. Her voice broke from the intensity of what she was feeling. "Where did you ever learn to give head like that?"

"I guess I'm a natural," he laughed, coming up for air. "I just love the taste of woman!"

Squeezing her buns and licking her clit faster, he proceeded to bring her all the way to fulfillment. There was no point for him not to, because they both knew they had an endless supply of orgasms for each other. Suddenly her short, curvy body went rigid, and her fingers tightened on his hair. Her breasts shook, her tummy hardened, and she practically squirted love-juice into his mouth.

"Oh!" Tammy shouted. "Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh!"

"Mmmm," Todd responded, his mouth full of crazily coming pussy. "Mmm!"

At last he took his mouth away, leaving her to reach down and rub her snatch with deepest satisfaction. But it wasn't long before she was ready to pay him back for what he'd done.

"Of course I'm going to blow you," she said with a sweet smile. "Not that it's a chore, because I simply love the taste of male meat. And even more than that, I adore the flavor of hot white cum! I've never been shy to say so, because it's natural, after all."

She giggled. "Yes, Tammy wants to suck, suck, suck! The only question is what position you want to be in."

Todd laughed. "Decisions, decisions! But okay, let's do it like this."

Then he sat in a worn chair in the motel room, and she came and knelt between his legs. He could look down and see her thrusting breasts and her projecting behind, which gave him inspiration as if any more was needed! Putting her small hands on his thighs and gazing wantonly up at him, she took his cock-head between her ruby lips. She also used her tongue on it, almost making him shoot off immediately.

But he forced himself not to, and he was so glad he hadn't. That was because she went on to give him head he hadn't suspected to exist this side of paradise! He couldn't believe how good she was at age nineteen. In any event, she bobbed her blonde head energetically, taking him deep in her hot little mouth, working his throbbing shaft as if to pull his orgasm and his stuff right out of him. And when she suddenly took one hand and stuck it under, fondling his balls, pressing his base, and even fiddling farther back, he shot off like a cannon.

"Aaarrgghh!" Todd bellowed, flexing his every muscle and pumping furiously. "This is the best. You're the best!"

And Tammy happily took everything he shot. It spurted into her mouth, white and thick, so much of it that some ran out the corners around his cock and dribbled down her chin. He could see her ivory throat moving as she swallowed it.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I would have taken it out if you'd wanted. It's like the old thing about the most common lies: 'The check is in the mail,' and T won't come in your mouth!'"

But, licking her lips, she shook her blonde head. "Don't be sorry. I didn't want you to. Like I said, I just love the taste of sperm!"

Then they went back to the bed and lay resting for a while. They were totally oblivious to the world beyond the drawn drapes of the cheap motel room, and especially to the sexless atmosphere of Quinby College. The place where they were was steamed up from their sexy exertions, like a warm, sensual cocoon. They wondered how many thousands of other illicit lovers had made it there.

"Well, we've fucked missionary position and we've given each other head," Tammy reflected boldly. "What shall we do next?"

"Yes, what shall we do?" Todd grinned. "Before we move on, though, I need some food. All that sex has made me hungry as hell."

"No me," his peppy partner laughed. "But then I got to eat your stuff!"

So he tugged on his jeans and walked down to the office, where there were some machines. He came back with a bag of potato chips and sodas for both of them; she did need to wash down his cum.

"Why don't you eat the chips off my body?" she suggested wantonly. "The kinkiness will get you up for another round."

"Just being near you is more than enough," he replied. "But sure. That sounds like fun!"

So he opened the bag and sprinkled the chips all over her curvy, naked form. Saving the best for last, he ate them off her upper chest, her tummy, and her satiny thighs. Then he cleaned every crumb off her full, round, upright breasts, licking the smooth white flesh.

"Be careful not to eat my nipples!" she warned smilingly.

"Oh, no," he responded, getting his tongue and his lips on them. "Those are to suck!"

Finally he chased down the last of the potato chips in her pubic fur. He took her curls between his teeth as he'd done before, but now for a different reason. And of course he gave her slit and her clit some licks for good measure.

"Oooh, Todd!" Tammy squealed, suddenly squirming around on the bed. "You made me come again, you rascal!"

"Not surprising," he laughed. "You're such a sex-pot that I think you'd come if anybody touched so much as your big toe!"

Then they got down to fucking again. By unspoken agreement, he lay on his back, his dick pointing up like a utility pole, and she got in position to ride facing him. Meeting his eyes mischievously, she teasingly lowered her hot, tight pussy onto him inch by delicious inch. No matter what any of the deadheads back at college might say, sex was good clean fun.

And when she had him completely, she put her small hands on his chest and began to move. And did she ever move! With her round breasts thrusting forward, her blonde head thrown back, her mouth gleefully open, and her firm rear bouncing on his thighs, she rode like a cowgirl. He could hardly believe the effect that her tight channel, her impossibly sexy naked body, and her whole free attitude had upon him.

"Yahoo!" she whooped, like a cowgirl indeed. "Yahoo!"

"Oh, damn, you're too much," he laughed. "But don't stop. Don't stop!"

Her hard-nippled breasts jogging and her athletic hips wiggling, she continued to ride him until he was close to coming. But then, boggling his mind even more, she twirled around and rode with her back to him. She even accomplished this without ever letting his cock out of her!

"That was like a magic trick!" he enthused.

"Yep," she giggled. "Just me and my magic pussy!"

And as she took his turgid length in that position, he had a different view of her. Now he could see her sexily-curving back and her perfect buns, with himself sliding between them. But her breasts were so big and round that he could also see them projecting out to her sides. That gave him an idea. Before they finished, he wanted to fuck her on all fours so that he could see her luscious knockers hang and swing.

But it was too late. "Eee. Eee. Yippee!" his cowgirl shrieked, as she climaxed like a pistol shot. More floods of her female fluid deluged his dick.

And that was too much for him. Tensing his gut and pushing up at her, he popped off a sharp, immensely pleasing orgasm, in turn shooting volumes of his stuff up into her to mix with her own.

Tammy lifted off him, twirled magically around again, and rested astride his belly. If she hadn't blown his mind enough already, she did so now by oozing his sperm back out of her onto him. Her twinkling blue eyes and her smirking mouth looked down at him as if to say, "Take that, cowboy!"

Todd joyfully did. She was the best little partner he'd ever had, nineteen years and five-foot-three worth of greased sexual lightning.

"We've got to get back to campus sometime," he reminded her sadly. "But I was hoping to do one more thing. I wanted to put it to your pussy from behind."

"Well, why the hell not?" she questioned. "Here. I'll get you ready again so quick it'll only take five minutes!"

At that, she got up on her elbows and knees and presented her gorgeous ass. She wiggled it, wagged it, and even rotated it, issuing him an irresistible invitation. If she'd been a cowgirl, now she was a cave girl, wanting like anything to be penetrated by her Neanderthal man.

"Fuck me," she growled over her shoulder. "Fuck me now!"

And he certainly did. Kneeling behind her, taking only a moment to gaze at her luscious, wide open, dripping quim, he plunged into it in one smooth stroke. She'd been right that he'd be ready; just the sight of her new antics had made him like iron again in record time. Holding onto her trim waist, he pumped her furiously, nearly going crazy from the heat and the perfect fit of her silky insides. And he didn't forget to lean around and watch her hanging knockers, which did put on a swinging performance that was even better than he'd anticipated.

"Oof! Oof! Oof!" Tammy panted. "Yeah, fuck me, stud. Fuck me like a savage!"

"Oh, I'll fuck you, you little native," Todd chugged. "I am!"

She went on to come yet again, squirming and juicing; she'd made it so many times that he'd lost count. He knew now that she was insatiable, but he didn't care. Being a liberated male, he guessed she'd always have more partners than himself, but that would really only keep her hotter for him.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, ohhhhh!" she went, yet another orgasm surprising her. But then she made a final request of her own.

"My butt, stud," she directed.

"What?" he gasped. Then his head throbbed as it dawned on him what she meant.

"Fuck my butt. It's clean and it's tight, and I want you to."

"If you say so," he responded. At that, he slid his cock out of her quim and, it being slick enough with her own juice, pressed it against her rose-pink pucker.

"Ungh. Ungh!" Tammy grunted as she felt it push in. "Ohhh, that's amazing!"

"Do you mean to tell me it's your first time for this?" Todd replied wonderingly. "Mine, too. So I guess in a way we're even taking each other's virginity!"

"I wanted us to," she sighed. "That's only right because we're so right together."

But if either of them had any reservations about what they were doing, it was too late. The incredible sensation was communicated directly to her pussy, which spasmed and came for the last time that afternoon. And the unbelievable tightness of ass around his cock made him shoot like crazy, with a sledgehammer climax that ran back his shaft and halfway up his spine.

"Ungh. Ungh. Ungh!" they grunted in unison. "Wooh. Oooh. Ahhhhh!"

In the aftermath of their orgasmic encounter, they lay back panting on the motel room bed. They must have fallen asleep or at least drifted off into that deep and mystic state to which sex was the only door, because when they came back to consciousness it was hours later.

"Wow!" Tammy exclaimed, bringing then rightfully down to earth again. "Was that something, or what?"

"What a something!" Todd laughed, beginning to scrape himself off the mattress. "I've never had it so all-out. Not to sound trite, but I never thought it could be like that. It gave sex a whole new meaning!"

"For sure," the peppy blonde replied, wiggling her curvy body. "Do you realize that you came in every orifice I have?"

Her final words left him grinning and speechless. He could only get up and get dressed, as she did likewise, then walk with her out the door.

It was night outside; they had fucked the day away. Todd walked down along the row of motel units to the office, where he paid the balding desk clerk for the hours they'd been there. The whole place was sort of like a Bates Motel, but the atmosphere was one of pleasure, not horror.

The clerk was still smirking. "Have a good time?" he asked.

"None of your business," Todd replied.

"Oh, but it is," the man persisted. "That's how I get my jollies, sitting here and thinking of everything that's going on a few feet away. I think of myself as a Roman emperor presiding at an orgy!"

"Well, different strokes for different folks," Todd said, relenting, as he pictured exactly what sort of stroking the fellow must have been doing. "But I like what my female friend and I did a lot better!"

Then he walked across the gravel parking lot under the mercury vapor lights and joined Tammy in his car. They drove slowly back through the sleepy small town toward Quinby College. Before they called it a night, though, they stopped at the local diner, where he ate three hamburgers and she was hungry after all.

"Well, we broke all the rules tonight, and nothing happened to us," the blonde sex-bomb reflected, her breasts in her tight top jutting over the Formica table, her short skirt riding up on the vinyl seat. "In fact, I've never felt better in my life."

"There's a lesson in that, and certainly not the sort they teach at Quinby," he responded. "And damned if that creepy desk clerk didn't give me an idea. Why don't we get together enough people, both students and teachers, who love sex as we do, and throw an orgy that will break down those prudish brick walls?"

"Oh, yes. I'm all for it!" Tammy gushed, her blue eyes brightening. "My pussy's starting to cream again right now!"

"As if your pussy isn't always creaming," Todd kidded her. He watched her ruby lips as she sucked on her soda straw, recalling how they'd felt on his cock. "But I'm one to talk. I'll have to wait for my dick to go down before we walk out of here!"

At last they drove back onto the dark, stodgy campus and said good night. A measure of how bad the place really was, was that they had to do it secretly, sneaking out of his car so no one would see and report them.

But that was about to change. Oh, boy, was it ever!

CHAPTER TWO

Tammy and Todd began to lay plans for their campus orgy-and those plans would include a lot of lays! But first, the short, peppy blonde decided to limber up her roommates, Nancy and Summer.

Nancy was a tall, slender, brown-haired young woman who wore drab clothes and professed to dislike sex. She even said it was a learned activity, as if sex wasn't life itself, and there'd never been any such thing as the birds and the bees! But Tammy suspected she was really a suppressed lesbian, and that she'd be sexy as all get out once she got into women. That was okay with the curvy blonde, who had so much sex in her that she'd been known to go both ways herself.

Summer was slender like Nancy, but fragile, and blonde like Tammy, but her hair was almost white. She was supremely feminine, with her graceful movements, her somewhat awed expression, and her high, breathy voice. Tammy loved to watch her as she moved around their triple dorm room; she was poetry in motion, especially when she was nude.

So one Friday night when they got back from dates and Nancy wasn't home yet, Tammy came on to Summer. Starting out in a lighthearted way, she offered to help her off with her sweater, and did so, facing her. Then, more boldly, she caressed her thin but exciting arms and back, winding up at her small, pointed breasts.

"Oooh, what are you doing?" Summer breathed, shivering under her roommate's touch. "Can it be that you want to have sex?"

"It can be, and it is," Tammy laughed, breaking the ice. "I want to go lezbo and fuck you, doll!"

Nor did the thin blonde offer any resistance. Everyone's lust had been bottled up for too long at Quinby College, and whenever it was rarely given a chance to be spontaneously released, it exploded, straight or sapphic! In short, Summer wiggled out of her skirt and panties, too, and stood there gloriously and defiantly naked.

"Ohhhhh, you're a jewel!" Tammy enthused, knowing that at last she could go all the way with her luscious roomie. "Look at your hard little nipples, and your smooth, flat tummy, and your blonde cunny, and your sweet pink labes!"

"Why only look?" Summer giggled. "Get your hot hands on it, you dirty girl!"

And Tammy did. She ran her fingers down Summer's body, and over her firm, exciting buns, and down her long, smooth legs. Then she suddenly and strongly cupped her tender pussy, which was already juicing like mad.

"Oooh!" Summer squealed, rising up on her toes and heaving with delight. "You believe in being direct, don't you?"

"That's right," the curvier blonde nodded. "There's enough bullshit around without extending it to fucking!"

Then she knelt down and got her wanton mouth on her friend's soggy quim. Holding onto her butt as if it were a plate that she wanted to bring closer, she made a virtual meal of what was on that plate. Tonguing open her quivering labes, exploring all around her wet pink sex-flesh, she found Summer's clit and flicked it like a real gourmet. Nor was there any want of honey for her to thirstily lap up.

"Mmmmm, you're delicious!" Tammy purred, gazing up along Summer's slim body to her somewhat clueless face, and smiling at her with sticky lips.

"Glad you like me," the other replied, reaching down to stroke her roomie's short hair. "Like the old ad said, good taste is okay, but I'd rather taste good!"

They were really letting go now, and rising above themselves. Faster and faster Tammy licked, until she had Summer writhing in ecstasy and her knees almost buckling. In fact, they had to move back and have her sit on the edge of her bed, which allowed her to spread her pussy wider.

"Oooh!" the slim blonde sighed. "You're such a nice roommate. I want to kiss you, and fuck you, and...."

"There'll be time enough for that," the shorter one assured her, coming up for air. "But first, I want to make your little twat come!"

And, with a bit more clit-licking, she did that, too. Suddenly her friend went through paroxysms of delight, and let loose an absolute flood of fluid into her mouth. She shivered and she quivered, and she came and came and came. She pulled at Tammy's hair and even at her ears. All of her grace aside, she stomped her feet on the floor and screamed with the hottest passion.

"Eee!" Summer went. "Oooh, yeah. Eeeee!"

At last Tammy released her pussy from her mouth, with a smacking sound due to the suction she'd been applying, and joined her on the bed.

"Wow. I mean, isn't sex great?" the slender blonde sighed, fanning both her flushed face and her equally heated quim. "It's always the same, and yet it's always new."

"Right you are," the curvier one agreed. "In fact, it's the only thing I can think of that is. For example, Todd took me to a suspense movie tonight, but it was the same old shit. Yet when I watch a porno flick-even one I've seen before-I'm never bored. Like, the whole subject has some basic inspiration in it that's of value."

"Hea-vy," Summer reacted. "But if you get around, the bodies are new, for sure. Which reminds me, I haven't seen yours."

"You have, in the shower," Tammy reminded her, though it was true that she was still fully dressed now.

"Like, yeah," her roomie said. "But not in a sex way-and not to fuck it!"

"You're the dirty girl now," the other laughed. "But yes. You'll have me, darling, just the same way I had you!"

Then Tammy got up and did a sexy strip tease for her roomie. Setting her compact body in continuous, and sinuous, motion, she began with her own sweater, inching it up and then off over her head. Smiling wantonly, she held her hands over her outsized breasts in her bra, then unhooked it in front, then teasingly cupped her twin melons themselves, her nipples peeping out between her fingers.

"Oooh, what titties!" the seated Summer gushed. "I want to lick and suck them!"

"And so you shall," the other responded, shoving them one by one in her face until she had her fill.

After that, Tammy worked off her skirt and panties in the same alluring manner. First her smooth tummy, then a hint of her yellow muff, then all of it, and finally her whole shameless snatch came into view. She let those clothes drop to the floor, turned, and also mooned her roommate with her beautiful white buns.

"Oooh, those are just as good!" the slim blonde observed. "I need to get my mouth on them, too."

"Go right ahead," the compact one told her over her shoulder. "Kiss my ass, like they say. But in this case, it's the kiss of lezbo love!"

And Summer did, grasping those delightful globes in her hands and going all over them with her lips and tongue. Any inhibitions long forgotten, she even licked down between them to her friend's back door, which made the latter writhe with sheer raunchiness.

"Whoa, there!" Tammy chuckled. "Save that for my pussy. Come to think of it, don't save it. You've got to do my pussy right now!"

That said, she turned again and bounced down on the bed with her legs spread wide. Needing no further encouragement, her roomie knelt between her legs and dove in deeply and hungrily. She squeezed the other's curvy thighs, then reached up and held her big breasts as she happily gave her head. She burrowed and she licked, she slurped and she sucked, until her subject was squirming around like crazy.

"Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh!" Tammy gasped, going positively crazy. "What a great little muff-diver you are! Where did you learn to eat like this? You're only nineteen, and you seem so innocent!"

"Oh, I manage," Summer breathed, surfacing for a moment. "And now I'm gonna manage to make you come!"

She did, too, scarcely a minute later. Her roommate heaved and shouted, every inch of her short, stacked body shuddering, as she put out volumes of love-juice from her wildly spasming pussy.

"Oh!" she bellowed now. "Oh! Oh! Ahhhhh!"

Afterward, the two of them cuddled nakedly on the bed.

"Our dorm room sure looks different," Summer noted. "Before, it was boring, but now it's a regular passion pit."

"Oh, yeah," Tammy concurred. "It's like an island of freedom in this whole boring college. And it's up to us to make that island bigger."

Just then, as if fate agreed, the door opened. And in walked Nancy, the third roomie, the tall, brown-haired young woman who was anti-sex.

"Oh, shit!" she exclaimed, when she could speak after taking in the nude, obviously after-sex, scene. "You guys are disgusting. What in the world got into you? I'm going to move out, and I'm going to report you, too."

"So fuck you," Tammy responded. "But we really wouldn't mind fucking you, instead!"

That stopped Nancy for a moment, and the peppy blonde saw her chance. Jumping up from the bed, she gave the other a naked hug, and then a sloppy kiss. Suddenly realizing that the kiss was pussy flavored, the recipient wiped her mouth.

But then she did a little tasting. And when she did that, her Puritanical cause was lost. If Summer was a fine muff-diver, then this woman went insane when she tasted pussy juice!

"Oh, hell," she said throatily. "You two have found me out. The only sex I've really done much of is lezbo, and I've been trying to stop. But I've been a good girl long enough, and now I need to be bad. To be exact, I need to quench my thirst for pussy!"

"Good for you," said Tammy. "We're at your service. So how do you want to do it?"

"I know just how," Nancy replied immediately, at the same time tearing her clothes off her muscular form. "I want to do a little bit of ordering you twats around!"

So the dominant lez, since that was what she was revealing herself to be, had Tammy and Summer get down on their hands and knees on the floor. They presented a very fetching picture there, with their breasts pointing downward, their smooth young backs curving, and their butts uplifted. That wasn't to mention their wet pink labes, which were visible between their thighs.

"Now crawl, pussies," Nancy commanded. "And wag your little tails when you do!"

The two blondes obeyed her, and she walked around after them, nudging them with her toe from time to time. But soon she really needed to have some of the quim she thirsted for, so she settled down to that.

"Stop!" she ordered, and Tammy and Summer did. "Now line up side by side." Then she got down on all fours behind them, and dove right in.

My, how Nancy enjoyed licking their tasty slits! Making her tongue hard and sticking it out as far as she could, she moved from one to the other, like a gourmet sampling two dishes. She explored their tender pink folds and diddled their clits, but even more she went for their love-holes and lapped up the juices she made spring from them. If Tammy had been an avid sperm-eater when she blew Todd, then this woman had the same kind of voracious appetite for female stuff! And while her two blonde college roomies naturally derived a lot of pleasure from what she was doing, even coming once or twice, that was only a by-product because the tall, brown-haired lez was out for herself.

"Oh. Ohhh!" Tammy went, squirming around and grinding her contracting pussy on the other's lips. "You made me climax!"

"Eee!" Summer squealed in turn, as her fragile form also went over the top. "For a gal who didn't like sex, you sure can lick 'em!"

"Oh, yeah, come, you sluts," Nancy responded hoarsely, taking her mouth away for a moment. "But that'll only make more honey for me to lap up!"

At last, however, the dominant young woman had to go passive, because she needed her own quim tended to! So she got up and sat back on the bed, spreading her long, smooth legs. But even then she told the others what to do.

"Now eat me, you two," she said. "Get on either side, and eat me!"

And they assented. Kneeling down with their legs tucked under them, Tammy and Summer each grasped one of Nancy's spread thighs and got her mouth on one of her swollen wet labia. Then they began licking, their tongues meeting when they found their subject's hot little button. Gazing into each other's eyes, appearing conscious that they were sharing a sort of deep sapphic ceremony-it was almost as though they were doing it with each other again, as well-they gave their lesbian roommate head to perfection, making her writhe and moan above them.

"Oh, yeah. Ohhh, yeah!" Nancy went, bucking her no-longer-private privates up at them, reaching down and stroking their pretty heads. "Oh, that's so good. Ohhh!"

And before long, she went through a major orgasm, putting out oodles of her own juice, her thighs, her flat tummy, and all of her slender body going absolutely rigid. She pulled at her nipples, she beat her fists on the mattress, and she took a corner of a blanket and bit into it, her ecstasy being so strong.

"Oh, yeah," she shouted. "Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh!"

Afterward, the three friends sat on the bed together, just as two of them had done before. From two, to three, to how many? The possibilities were endless.

"At times like this, I wish I could fuck the whole world," Summer breathed.

"Me, too," Tammy agreed, licking her sticky lips and reaching idly down past her big breasts to finger her well-licked pussy. "But if not the world, then at least as many folks as possible here at this dull, sexless college." Then she told the others about the orgy she and Todd were planning.

"Oooh, I'm for that!" Summer responded. People often wondered how she'd gotten into Quinby since she seemed so dumb, but after all, she was majoring in physical-and apparently sexual-education.

"And me too, I guess," Nancy said. "But I've still got some reservations. It's all very well to loosen things up a bit, but don't you think you're becoming a bit of a sex addict, Tarn?"

The short, stacked blonde considered. "Okay, guilty," she finally replied. "I've never said I wasn't an outright nympho. But there are a lot of worse things to be addicted to, if that's what it is."

"And the other problem I have," her tall friend continued, with a wry smile, "is pretty embarrassing. If it's an orgy, it's going to be both men and women, right? And-oh, what the hell-I've never fucked a guy!"

The others were amazed. They studied their naked roommate, as if trying to figure out what to do.

"I have a good friend named Todd," Tammy finally said. "I could call him up and he could initiate you, if that's what you want."

Nancy considered. "Well, I guess I do need some 'initiation,'" she replied. "At least for the orgy, though I'll probably go back to women afterwards." She paused. "But a one-on-one might be sort of scary," she concluded. "I wish it could be with a cock, but more along the lines of what we've just done here."

And that was a perfect opening for what Summer said next. "You need a dildo, girlfriend," the delicate but upfront blonde gushed. "A special appliance. A sexual aid. A big pink!"

"Oh, you're bad," the naked Tammy scolded her. "Now who's being the sex addict? Do you really want us to take this gal's virginity with something like that?"

"For sure, I do," Summer persisted. "It's obviously the best way."

"And I agree," Nancy herself said. "It's a big step, but with both of you there it'll be easier for me.

"All right, you win," said Tammy. "In fact, I sort of like it-it's a cherry-busting challenge! But how in the world are we going to find a dildo tonight?"

"Just leave it to me," Summer answered, happily continuing her unaccustomed role of leader. "Leave it tome!"

Fifteen minutes later, anyone who was still awake on the dead campus of Quinby College could have seen the three young women, now in dark clothing, stalking across the campus lawns from tree to tree. They were like a commando unit, but one that was engaged in love, not war! Their mission: to deflower a lesbian. Their quest: to buy a dildo. Their objective: an adult store in the area that was open all night.

They cleared the main gate, hopefully without being caught by the surveillance cameras that were there. It was the only way they could get out, since the administration had recently erected a Berlin wall around the place. Damn, it was getting to be like a military campaign indeed to have sex!

Then they sneaked through the sleeping, one-horse town. When they reached the brightly-lighted adult store, out on the highway, they found it empty except for the balding, middle-aged clerk, who was almost a clone of the desk clerk at the motel where Tammy and Todd had gone.

"May I help you ladies?" he asked, looking up from his newspaper and coffee.

Summer put her hands on her hips. "Yes, sir," she replied saucily. "We're looking for a dildo, sir. Do you have a nice big pink one?"

The man tiredly gestured to a rack on the far side of the shop, and the three friends sashayed over. There, they gaped at the many different kinds and sizes, giddy with the thrill and daring of it all.

"So which one do you want?" the slender blonde asked Nancy.

"Yes, which one?" Tammy echoed.

The tall lesbian thought long and hard, almost as long and hard as what she was looking at! Finally she chose a medium-sized strap-on model, and they took it over to the counter.

"You know, it's good to see young females like you in here for a change," the balding clerk said as they paid for their purchase. "Seems very healthy."

"Well, women like sex as much as men do," Tammy responded. "And I guess we're just getting more liberated about it-or at least trying to."

"Speaking of which," Nancy noted, "look at her!"

Following the tall woman's eyes, they all directed their attention to a rack across the way that held sexy lingerie. And there was Summer. Having shucked off her clothes, she was now trying on item after item!

"Oh, it's so late at night I suppose nobody else will see," the store clerk said, as he gaped at the slender young woman's graceful form. "Though I sure as hell want to. That's one uninhibited little gal!"

"She is that," Tammy laughed. "Summer, behave yourself!"

"But I don't want to!" the other taunted, running over to where they were. "Look, Mr. Clerk. Look at me!"

And the middle-aged man surely did. She was wearing a bra that consisted of nothing but lace with blue beads glittering over her pointed breasts, and a tiny G-string to match. She proceeded to shimmy wildly, showing the fellow everything she had.

"How's this, Mr. Clerk?" Summer inquired breathily.

"Hey, that's just fine, Missy," the guy replied, his eyes bulging. But his hands were invisible under the counter, and the three young women sensed something more was going on.

Accordingly, Nancy walked around and looked. "Oh, damn!" she exclaimed. "You dirty old man. He has it out, and he's jacking it off!"

"No apologies, ma'am," the clerk chuckled, even as he obviously went through a very satisfying orgasm. "Just good clean fun."

"Oh, well, I guess it is," Tammy laughed, as Summer got dressed again and the three friends turned to leave the store.

"And you can keep the underwear for free!" the guy called after them, so Summer came back and scooped it up.

They successfully sneaked back onto campus, or at least they thought they did, and they locked themselves in their room. Now it was time for the payoff-to be exact, the taking of Nancy's virginity with the dildo they'd bought. So the three femme friends stripped down again, the tall lesbian in particular quivering at the prospect. She was especially primed and wet between the legs because of the long buildup and what they'd had to go through to get to that point.

And there was a point: the point of the pink rubber thing! "Who's gonna put it on? Who's gonna do it?" Summer asked excitedly.

"Oh, I think I will," the short, curvy Tammy responded. "After all, this mini campus orgy of ours was my idea."

"Well, somebody do it," Nancy urged, lying back on the bed and spreading her long, smooth legs. "My pussy's aching for it!"

So Tammy quickly strapped on the dildo. She looked incredibly kinky with it sticking out between her swelling thighs, with the straps pulled tightly across her firm young buns, and with her large round breasts contrasting wildly with that big male thing. But before anyone had a chance to look too long, she climbed on the bed and started to work its tip over her roomie's soft brown pubic fur and between her wet pink labes.

Then she slid it in to the hilt! "Oh. Ahhh!" Nancy gasped, as her cherry popped with very little resistance and for the first time in her life she had her love tunnel filled with cock. "Ooh, it feels so ... strange. But good too...."

"Whatever," Tammy said, as she began levering her hips and fucking like a man. "Just enjoy what you're feeling now!"

And not just one, but both of them certainly did. They presented a remarkable scene as they moved together, their naked breasts meeting nipple to nipple, their feminine hips working, their eyes closed in passion and their mouths open and panting. The back end of the dildo contacted its wearer's mound, too, exciting her clit.

"Uh. Uh. Uh!" the two wanton roomies went, as they abandoned themselves to their wild encounter. "Ohhh!"

And the third friend, Summer, egged them on. She even donned the blue-beaded bra and G-string again, since it made her feel sexy as hell. Then she stroked the others' rippling flesh, darted her blonde head in to kiss their open mouths, and even got between their straining legs to lick at their juicing slits. Nor was she at all shy to reach down and finger herself!

"Ohhh, I'm gonna come!" Nancy gasped, as the big pink thing worked its wonders in her superheated pussy.

"Me, too," Tammy concurred, as she thrust with it more and more strongly.

"Me, three!" gushed Summer, diddling her own clit like crazy.

And come they did! In an absolute symphony of all-out, feminine lust, they went over the top together, then dissolved into a shuddering mass of lovely and loving naked flesh on the dorm room bed.

"Oh, God!" they chorused. "Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh!"

"I guess there's really nothing to be said about that," Tammy reflected after she'd caught her breath, and had slid the dildo out of her no-longer virgin friend.

"No, I guess not," Nancy agreed. "Except maybe, lezbo heaven!'"

"Well, a good come is like heaven," Summer uncharacteristically philosophized. "And that's why we cry out 'God,' because God made sex, after all."

"Right you are," her sapphic roommate said. "Though there's one more thing I want to do, and a kinky one, if you all don't mind."

"What's that?" the others asked.

But Nancy didn't tell them; she showed them.

Getting up and walking nakedly over to her chest of drawers, she pulled out her manicure kit. From it, she took a small pair of scissors and brandished it in the air.

"I use these for my fingernails and toenails," she said. "And sometimes for my eyebrows."

She paused, prolonging the suspense.

"But tonight I want to use them for some other hair. In short, I want to trim up your sweet little muffs!"

On the bed, Tammy and Summer squirmed with anticipation. "Oh, yes," they responded. Yes!"

Then they spread their legs, and Nancy expertly scissored neat lines along their seams. And up on their mounds, she made beautiful heart shapes of their soft blonde fur.

"Not that you weren't before, but now you're all pretty for men or for women, whatever," she laughed when she was done. "When you have that big orgy you're planning, Tammy, you'll be all ready to be fucked or licked."

"Thank you, darling," the peppy blonde replied, glancing wantonly down at the little cut-off curls on the bed. "But what about you? Are you going to trim your own, or do you want us to do it?"

"No, I'm going all the way," Nancy laughed throatily. "So get ready for a crazy sight!"

At that, with the others watching raptly, she sat down, spread, and proceeded to scissor off everything she had. And if that wasn't enough, she went on to lead them to the bathroom, lather up, and shave every last hair off her pubic mound!

"Bald snatch!" she proclaimed triumphantly, showing it off. "The better to fuck with, or get eaten!"

And outside the steamed-up window, Quinby College slept, not suspecting what a wild sexual awakening it was soon experience.

CHAPTER THREE

The next afternoon, Tammy, Summer, and Nancy were unexpectedly called out of class to the Dean's office. The Dean was a tall, middle-aged woman with graying hair and glasses, and her name was Rona.

"It has come to my attention that you three young ladies sneaked off campus last night and went to the sex store," she intoned across her antique desk, as they sat lined up in straight chairs like something out of the Spanish Inquisition. And she pronounced "sex" as if it were a dirty word.

"Oh, shit," Summer blurted out under her breath, using a real dirty word.

"I guess your spy cameras caught us after all," Tammy said.

"And I suppose we'll be punished," Nancy added. It was well known that the Dean loved to mete out punishment, and that being a hypocrite in her prudish attitude, she derived a hidden thrill from it.

"Yes, you will," Rona pronounced, frowning.

"I'm going to schedule a meeting of the disciplinary committee, and they'll decide exactly what will happen to you. Now you're dismissed!"

Outside on the lawn, the sexy roommates tried to figure out what to do. Although they'd never forget the thrill of the three-way they'd had the night before, now the planned orgy as well as their whole college careers were in jeopardy.

Just then, Tammy's friend Todd walked by, and they stopped the dark-haired hunk and told him what had occurred. Nor did they spare any details about their lesbian tryst, which made him raise his eyebrows but surely not disapprove.

Todd thought for a moment, then smiled. "I've got an idea how to get you out of trouble," he told them. "Just leave it to me."

But before he worked his secret plan, he happened to walk off with Summer. And Tammy, free spirit that she was, didn't disapprove of that, either.

"You know, I've really got the hots for you," Todd explained to the willowy blonde. "Especially after hearing what you did last night." Nor did it hurt that she was wearing revealing short shorts and a cut-off T-shirt on the warm autumn day.

"I've always had the hots for you, big guy," Summer responded. "So do you want to get it on?"

"You took the words right out of my mouth," he laughed. "And I'd suggest we go to the motel where I took your friend, but I don't think either of us can wait that long."

"We can't," she confirmed. "And since I'm in trouble anyhow, and you've got some plan that might get us out of it, why don't we just find a nice soft spot in the woods?"

So they found a secluded clearing in a forested area next to the campus, and Summer happily lay back on the fallen leaves. Smiling naughtily, she flipped up her shirt to show Todd her pointed breasts, as if he needed any more inspiration. Then she shucked off her shorts and panties, showing him her yellow-furred-and now newly-trimmed-pussy.

"My, you are a sweet young piece of work!" the college senior grinned at the nineteen-year-old sophomore. "No wonder I'm attracted."

"Okay, but let's see you now," the wanton girl urged him. "Let's see yours!"

So he unzipped and let his cock spring out and upward, fully hard and throbbing. He also reached in his back pocket and rolled on a condom, as if practice made perfect in getting ready for sex in ten seconds.

"You called me 'big guy,'" Todd laughed. "Well, here's Mr. Big!"

"Oooh, it is big!" Summer shrieked, her blue eyes widening, her pretty mouth actually drooling. "I just love cock. I, like, faint when I see it. Please put it in me. Put it in me now!"

Then she spread her legs wide and stretched out her arms, and Todd came into them-and her. He slid his rod slowly but steadily into her hot, tight quim, immediately feeling the thrill of fucking someone so thin. As he got into a strong rhythm, he was even able to get a hand under her and reach between her buns to feel himself moving inside her!

"Oh, yeah!" she squealed, levering her own hips athletically, as her hard nipples brushed against his deep chest. "Now I really know what they mean when they say, 'big man on campus!'"

"That's right," he panted, enjoying her and the encounter to the fullest. "But when it comes to pussy, I'd rather have it small!"

And talk about coming, they did come right away. With a wiggle and a shudder, Summer easily went over the top, obviously prompted by that big dick working in her. Her slender arms grasped Todd's thick neck, her legs seized his hips, and her pussy contracted and juiced wildly.

"Oooh," she breathed. "Oooh!"

"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Aaagh!" the football player echoed, as a massive climax broke at the base of his turgid cock, then surged out along it and up his spine. He pumped out volumes cum, filling his rubber to capacity. Then, after a few more satisfied lunges, he withdrew.

The young couple lay back beside each other on the leaves. Summer pulled down her shirt and tugged her panties and shorts back on, but after taking his rubber off, Todd almost absently let his dick hang out in the breeze.

"Damn, you're such a feminine woman," he told her, cradling her head with a strong arm. "I read something about that-some girls are all estrogen."

"The better to fuck you with," she giggled, giving a little shiver of leftover delight.

"And I've always loved to do it out in nature," he continued. "I play football, but sex is still my number one outdoor sport."

"But maybe you can, like, combine them," she observed. "As far as I'm concerned, you scored a winning touchdown right then!"

So they talked for a while, getting to know each other better-as if they hadn't already been as close as it was possible to be. Then, though, Summer's attention was drawn to Todd's dick, which was pointing to the open sky and very hard again.

"We're going to have to do something about this," she pronounced breathily.

"What did you have in mind?" he teased her in return.

"This!" she concluded, shifting around on the leaves so her mouth was at his towering maypole. Then she used her lips and her hands to bring him off one more time.

Summer was as good at doing cock as Tammy had found her to be with pussy. In long, wanton licks, from his base to his tip and back again, she brought the dark-haired hunk to a fever pitch very quickly. She gazed up at him as she did so, her innocent blue eyes contrasting wildly with the way her mouth was employed. And her small fingers worked at his base and fondled his balls in a manner that added immeasurably to his sensation.

"Oh!" Todd exclaimed, beginning to pant and heave. "You're driving me nuts, no pun intended! Some orgasms can be better than others, and you're going to make this one a blockbuster!"

"I try," the sexy blonde gushed. "I try!"

Higher and higher he went, like a mountain climber finding yet another peak to conquer. And the last one turned out to be a real volcano, because he suddenly spurted gobs of hot, viscous stuff high into the autumn air. Summer controlled them with her fingers, her pretty face looking totally gone on sex as she watched.

"Oooh!" she squealed, as was her habit. "I just love to see a guy shoot!"

"Oh. Ahhhh!" the shooter himself gasped and sighed, as his muscular body went stiff and then relaxed into deepest peace. It had indeed been one of the strongest climaxes he'd ever had.

"Let me do you now," Todd said, when he'd recovered and zipped up his supremely satisfied member. He began to reach for her crotch.

"Thanks," Summer replied. "But that one was on the house. You can fuck me again at the orgy. And I'll want your dick, not just your hand!"

"You can count on it!" he laughed. Then they made their way out of the woods, feeling free and happy about what they had shared.

After that, the scheming guy was primed to implement his plan to get the three roommates out of trouble. So he walked right over to the Dean's Office, where after a short wait he was admitted to see the fearsome Rona, and her door was closed behind them.

"I'm surprised that you're here on behalf of those young hussies," the tall, fortyish woman with graying hair and glasses frowned, after Todd had made his case. "When you and one of them were also caught by one of my surveillance cameras scarcely an hour ago."

"Damn, is there no end to your spying?" the dark-haired guy reacted. "This is worse than China!"

But then he smiled. "Well, I didn't think you'd listen to reason anyway. So that was only the first part of my plan."

At that, he got up from where he'd been sitting and walked around the Dean's desk, then grabbed the astonished Rona and pulled her out of her chair. He went on to plant a big kiss on her thin lips, and to run his strong hands all over her rear.

"Oh, now you've done it, Todd!" she gasped. "I don't know what's come over you, but I don't care. Football captain or not, senior or not, you're hereby expelled from Quinby College!"

But, still holding her, he gave her his best shit-eating grin. "Aw, Rona," he said. "If you did that, you wouldn't ever know how it felt to have my big dick in your pussy. Because that's what I'm offering, right now."

"Oh, you're bad," the middle-aged academic replied. "So bad!"

"Yeah, but you love it," Todd persisted. "And that's because, except for getting off by being mean to the students, you probably haven't had any decent sex for years!"

He could see in her eyes that it was true. And he also saw her glasses starting to fog! So he took them off and kissed and groped her some more, and soon, to his delight, she went limp in his arms.

"Oh, my," Rona sighed. "I don't believe this. It's completely against the rules."

But Todd only grinned. "Fuck the rules! We need to get down and natural, just you and me." He laughed. "So, since I've always thought you might have nice ones, why don't you break the ice by showing me your tits!"

And the Dean did! Quickly unbuttoning the jacket of the drab gray suit she had on, she revealed her prim white blouse. She went on to open that, too, exhibiting an old-fashioned brassiere. And then she unhooked that and showed the young man everything she had!

"Damn, those are nice!" Todd observed, looking over her round, still-firm, hard-nippled mammaries. "Under your cold exterior, you're a very attractive woman. I guess that was the point I wanted to make."

"Well, you're going to have to do a lot more than that," Rona told him, smiling for the first time. "Because you've got Dean Rona horny as hell. So you're going to have to fuck her, and fuck her, and fuck her!"

That said, she totally released her inner and passionate self. She literally let down her hair, unpinning the bun she always wore and letting her graying locks fall over her shoulders. She practically tore off her blouse and bra, becoming wildly topless above her conservative gray skirt.

Then she pushed down her skirt and her pantyhose, too, stepping out of them and her low-heeled shoes to stand naked before the marveling Todd.

"Hey, you're not bad-looking at all!" the young hunk commented as he took in the sight of her naked body. "They say women don't age below the neck, and they're right. You're as slender and lovely as you must have been years ago, before you bought into all this austerity crap."

"Thanks," Rona answered, as he now stared at her moistening, dark-haired snatch. "Thanks, but shut up. Shut up and give me what you've damn well proved that I need!"

And Todd did. Helping her up onto her desk, from which disciplinary reports went flying, he spread her legs. He unzipped his jeans and freed his cock, which made her gasp at its size and hardness. Then, as she leaned back on her elbows and actually panted with anticipation, he rolled on a condom and slid his dick deeply inside her from a standing position.

Todd and the Dean fucked with absolute abandon. Once released from her outward Puritanism, she was at her sexual peak just as he was at his. Holding onto her legs and sometimes grasping her still-firm buns, he plunged his tool into her strongly. Sliding on her desktop, she used her arms to lunge right back at him, all the time gazing down in fascination at where he and she were joined. Her naked breasts shook and her flat tummy hardened as she hungrily took cock for the first time in ages.

"Oh, yes!" Rona moaned. "Oh, I've been so tempted by all you young male hunks that I've probably made up for it by being a prude, when all the time I've really wanted this so badly!"

"Now it's your turn to shut up, old girl," her partner laughed, even as he put it to her. "You're fucking, and like they say in lit class, that's all you need to know!"

He lunged even harder. "And now," he concluded, "it's your academic mission to come!"

And the Dean did; oh, how she did! Suddenly a magnificent orgasm overtook her, as she shuddered and shook, shivered and quivered, and put out volumes of love juice around his pistoning cock. This unexpected occurrence made Todd shoot off, too, even though he might have thought he could never be inspired by someone like her. Burying himself to the hilt in her fortyish snatch, grunting and heaving, he filled his rubber full.

"Oh, damn, Rona!" he gasped, meeting her eyes and finding in them the free person she had really been inside. "Damn. Damn!"

"Oh, yesss!" she went in turn. "Oh. Ohhh, you fucking stud!"

Then he pulled her up and they embraced, laughing and almost crying with release, seeing the humor in what they had done, as well. At last he slid his cock slowly out of her and helped her off her desk.

He pulled off his condom, dropped it her wastebasket-which had surely never held anything like that-and zipped himself back in. The Dean reluctantly got dressed, resuming her sexless gray suit and pinning up her hair. Then they sat across from each other again, and talked. It was as if their encounter had never happened-except for the new, alive look in her eyes, not to mention the wet spot on her desk!

"All right, Todd, you win," Rona chuckled. "All charges against you and your three female friends will be dropped. And I'll try to be more tolerant of all sexual activity in the future."

"That's great," he replied. "You're a reasonable woman after all, Dean."

He smiled, glancing out the small-paned window at the autumn trees. "And Quimby-excuse me, Quinby-College will be a better place for your new attitude. But I'm afraid that you're just the start. We need something big, to free up everyone, professors and students, like you've been freed today."

Then he told her about the planned campus orgy, and she listened with rapt attention in spite of herself. But just when they were getting into some of the details, there was a knock at her office door.

"Are you in there, Rona?" a male voice inquired. "It's me-President Robinson."

"Oh, my God," the Dean reacted. "That withered, negative old fool would never understand. And I'm so flushed from the sex that he would figure out what happened. And with you in the room, Todd, I couldn't keep a straight face. Oh, what to do?"

But the young hunk had an answer. "Take it easy," he laughed. "I'll tell you what to do. Or rather, what I'm going to do."

He came around beside her, and got down on his hands and knees.

""Bye for now, Rona," he concluded. "Because it's under the desk for me!"

Then the Dean called the college president into her office, and they sat and talked for what seemed an interminable period. But before very long, she felt an odd sensation between her legs. Could it be a stray tingle from the incredible orgasm she'd just had? she wondered. Or could it be due to her eager anticipation of the orgy that had been described?

But no. It was in the present, and it was very real. To be exact, it was the sensation of Todd's strong hands on her tensing thighs-and his hard tongue licking her reawakened quim through her pantyhose!

During the minutes that followed, Dean Rona learned for the first time in her life what mixed emotions were-and how wild, when it came to sex, they could be. She had to maintain her reserve before the prudish president-although her loins and her heart were on fire. She had to keep from laughing at the situation-of being eaten by the captain of the football team while talking with her stodgy superior. And she had to endeavor not to react to the intensity of the climax she knew would soon follow-an intensity driven off the map by both of the above!

So she chose her moment as carefully as she could. And when it came-when she came, with a blast in her snatch that threatened to lift her off her chair-she was fortunately at a good point in the conversation.

"Therefore, we should always endeavor to inculcate proper behavior," the president was concluding.

"Oh, yes!" the Dean responded, also being struck by the lightness of what was surging through her, although it was the reverse of what the lifeless man meant. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yesss!"

"Well, I'm glad you feel that strongly about it," President Robinson said, looking a bit confused as he finally got up and left her office.

As soon as the door closed behind the man, Todd emerged from under her desk.

"Oh, you're such a young scoundrel," Rona told him, her pussy still tingling from her orgasm.

"Yes, but you loved every fucking minute of it," the dark-haired hunk said. "And you're also gonna love it when you do me!"

It took the Dean a moment to realize what he meant. But when she did, such was her new sexuality that she didn't hesitate at all, even though she might never have done anything like it before. As Todd stood over her in her chair, she reached right for his zipper and released his fine young cock again.

"Well, I suppose turnabout is fair play," she laughed, as his throbbing dick sprang into her waiting hands. "And this does look delicious. So, yes. Rona wants to suck, suck, suck!"

Then she made good on her words, holding him by his base and running her tongue all around his swollen cock-head. She went on to lick all along his shaft, as he reached down and stroked her graying hair. After that, she took him into her hot mouth as deeply as she could, where he could see his outline on her cheek. Her sultry eyes gazing wantonly up at him, she bobbed and tongued and sucked strongly, quickly taking him toward the heights. She seemed to be getting as much of a thrill out of it as he was, and she reached down between her legs and played along.

"Oh, Dean!" Todd sighed. "Either you've been hiding your academic credentials or you're a real natural, because you sure can give head!"

"Mmmm," Rona hummed around his raging member. "Mmm. Mmm!"

Then, feeling he was about to shoot, the young guy urged her off him. She'd come a long way that afternoon, but he didn't think she was ready to swallow sperm! Seeming to agree, she contented herself with licking his shaft again and pressing his sensitive root with her fingers. And soon he let off a real gusher.

"Oh! Oh, yeah!" he shouted, as he hosed long streams of white stuff into the no longer stale air of the academic office. "Yeah!"

"Oh, go for it!" his un-likely partner encouraged him, her sex-glazed eyes eagerly following the trajectory of every spurt. "Oh, I do want to be supportive of my students. And I just love to see a man come!"

Now they were really finished. The three sexy roommates had been saved from punishment, and the Dean had been converted to boot. Todd zipped himself in for the last time, and prepared to leave.

"I know we can't, but my only regret is that I won't have you to fuck with again," Rona told him sadly. "It was a long time since my last lay, and I'm afraid it will be a long time until the next one."

"Not if you come to the orgy," her new friend responded brightly. "But, look. Did you ever-do you ever-go both ways? Because if you do, I've got just the person in mind for you."

"Well," the Dean answered, a faraway look in her eyes, "in a word, yes. So I'd be interested in any proposition you might have along those lines."

"I thought so!" Todd exclaimed. "And in that case, let me say one word, too. Or rather, a name. Nancy!"

Then, grinning broadly, he walked out the door.

"... Fuck the Dean? You actually want me to fuck the Dean?"

That reaction came from the tall, slender lesbian herself, when the dark-haired guy corralled her that evening at the Student Union. Tammy and Summer were there, too, looking young and appealing, and he had just regaled them all with the amazing tale of his seduction of the once-prim spinster. They were all highly relieved that he had gotten them out of trouble.

"Yes, fuck the Dean," Todd persisted. "It's for a good cause, and it will make you both happy. Nancy, you know you need to let that side of your nature out more, too."

"Oh, you are a brat," she remarked, giving him a pretty strong punch on his muscular shoulder. "But, yeah, I guess I'll do it. I've suddenly become so free that the idea has a lot of appeal!"

So the brown-haired young woman got up, went to a pay phone, and called Rona at home. Nor did she rejoin her wanton friends, because she was told to come right over!

The Dean's apartment was a Spartan place in an old house on the edge of the campus. When she opened the door, she was wearing an equally plain brown bathrobe. But that atmosphere didn't last for long. Suddenly she threw open her robe, letting her youthful visitor see every naked inch of her still svelte body and hairy cunt!

"Why, Dean!" Nancy exclaimed, when confronted by the other's trim figure that was so much like her own. "You're a sexy old bitch, after all!"

"You can call me names," Rona replied tolerantly. "But someday you'll be my age, too. And if I can teach you anything, it's not to let so many sexual opportunities go by as I did."

"Hey, I was only kidding," her young charge shrugged. "But I will remember what you said."

Then Nancy stripped off her clothes, and they came into each other's arms. Their lips met hotly, their breasts touched nipple to nipple, and even their mounds became glued together. Rona, indeed being older, quickly took charge of the encounter, leading her new companion to her bed. And if this was student counseling, then both were really impressed with advances in that field!

"Well, now, how would you like your lesbian sex?" Rona inquired. "When I was young, whenever I went with women instead of men, I did it head to foot-orally."

For a moment, Nancy looked around the bedroom-whose walls she found to be hung with old photographs of smiling people of both sexes, obviously former lovers. The Dean had had a secret life, indeed!

"Well, I'm kind of a beginner," the younger woman replied, "so I don't care."

"All right, then," said Rona. "How about a little butch action?"

At that, she went to her closet, pulled out some things she surely hadn't used in years, and tossed them on the bed. There were belts, brassieres, panties, boots, and more, some of them with chrome studs. And all of the paraphernalia was in black leather!

"Wow, I'm impressed," Nancy genuinely reacted. "Leave it to the quiet ones to actually have a closetful of stuff like yours!"

"Well, some of these things may be a little stiff from lack of use," the once and presently sexy older woman observed. "But that will only make them feel more exciting on our bare skin."

She laughed throatily. "And won't we feel so strong in them? I've always loved the experience of two strong women coming together in lesbian lust!"

Then, with the other watching excitedly, Rona donned her kinky gear. She buckled gauntlets around her wrists and straps around her upper arms. She put on a black leather bra that stopped short of covering her hard red nipples, and she fastened a wide, chrome-studded belt around her waist. She ran more straps over her shoulders and hooked them to the belt in back and front. She pulled on thigh-high boots and, in lieu of panties, she fixed one more strap between her buns and right along her juicing, middle-aged slit!

"Oh, damn, Dean," her younger friend responded. "You look absolutely amazing in that. Like they say, you're way cool!"

"Thanks," was the response. "But now it's your turn to play dress-up!"

So Nancy rummaged in the pile of garments and came up with an equally wild, if simpler outfit. She stepped into black leather panties that at first appeared relatively conservative, until one noticed that they were crotchless! She found a bra that had cut-outs, so that her hard-nipples protruded. And, as a final touch, she cocked a black motorcycle cap jauntily over one eye.

"Perfect!" Rona commented, hands on hips. "And now, like they also say, let's get it on!"

Then she took hold of the other's shoulders and shoved her back onto the bed. She was on her younger partner in an instant, going breast to breast and strongly grinding her steamy mound on hers. But soon she got a straining thigh between Nancy's legs, which also put one of the other's between hers, and they humped until they were creaming all over each other and moaning with delight.

"Oh, yeah, fuck me!" the one on the bottom panted. "Make us come!"

"I'll fuck you," the superior one grunted. "I'll fuck you so good that you'll stay fucked!"

Not long before, it had been the common opinion that the Dean loved to fuck the student body. But now, in a much better way, she was fucking one student body, for sure!

Harder and harder the two of them ground their loins together, until they were gasping and panting with unbridled lust. They reached down between their bodies and fingered each other's raging clits as well. Their leather-strapped forms became coated with love-sweat, and their thighs were positively slick with juice. Their hot breath mingled as they took their lesbian passion all the way.

"Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh, lover!" Nancy sighed. "I'm almost there!"

"Ohhh, me, too!" Rona echoed. "Ohhh!"

Then their climax broke upon them like an ocean wave. They bucked and heaved, quivered and shook, at the same time rolling over and over on the bed as if carried away by that powerful wave. It was the strongest woman-to-woman event that either of them had ever experienced, and they enjoyed it to the fullest.

"Oh, damn!" they went in unison. "Oh, yes! Ohhh. Ohhhhh!"

The Dean and her female student lay together for a long time. But at last they unglued themselves and stood up on shaky legs. Without speaking, because they hadn't sufficient words for what they'd just experienced, they then took off the leather garments, item by item, and neatly hung them back in the closet. After that, they showered together, washing away the traces of their encounter, although even then they delighted in the feel of each other's naked flesh.

"Well, I've had quite a busy day!" Rona finally laughed. "I can't remember when I've been so in touch with my inner self."

"And your outer one, too," Nancy added happily. "You should stay this sexy, and so should I. Dean, you're a real old babe!"

Then the brown-haired young woman said goodbye and walked back to the Student Union, where she found Tammy, Summer, and Todd still waiting around one of the tables. She told them the whole wild story, and they seemed to enjoy it even more than what had happened between Rona and the senior guy.

"That's the way we'll do it-one by one," Todd grinned. "We'll limber up one person at a time, until everybody's simply ready to explode into the biggest orgy this campus has ever seen. Speaking of which, has anyone got an idea about who to work on next?"

"I do," the short, stacked Tammy answered, actually raising her hand as if she were in class.

"Hey, who? Who?" the others pressed.

The peppy blonde drew out the suspense. "Professor Smith," she said at last. "Professor Smith!"

And her friends immediately nodded their agreement with her choice.

CHAPTER FOUR

Professor Dave Smith, or just Dave as he was fondly called by many of the students at Quinby College, was one of the few remaining bright spots among the faculty. He didn't really need to be freed up sexually, because he recalled the orgiastic 1980s and only wished that they would come-in every sense of the word-again. It was well known that he'd had endless affairs with female undergraduates, an activity that had been sadly terminated by the harsh new rules.

In short, Dave was already an orgy kind of guy! Tall, blonde, and handsome in his mid-thirties, he wore jeans, boots, a work shirt, and a tweed jacket to class. And it was in one of those classes, several days afterward, that Tammy put the move on him in no uncertain terms!

She was sitting in the front row, and was purposely wearing the shortest skirt she owned. When she crossed her legs, the professor couldn't miss the smooth white contours of her curvaceous thighs. And when she uncrossed, then spread them mischievously, he could see all the way up to forbidden territory-because, like the star of a well known movie, she wasn't wearing any panties!

Given that kind of spectacle, Dave lost his train of thought and began mumbling incoherently, to the rest of his students' amusement. He found himself thinking of how men were so attracted to female legs, because they led up to what attracted them even more.

And as if that wasn't enough, there was a further sight to distract him. Tammy was also wearing a tight top without a bra, and her impossibly round breasts and extremely hard nipples were outlined against the cloth!

Realizing it was hopeless, and finding it close to quitting time anyway, the professor had to dismiss the class. Gesturing for the peppy blonde to remain behind, he really lit into her.

"Tammy, that was uncalled for," he said. "You know how susceptible I am to young female charms, and how hard it is for me to control myself and stay within the rules. You'll get me fired, you little minx!"

But the nineteen-year-old sexpot relented not at all. She rolled her blue eyes at him, licked her ruby lips, and smiled wantonly. Then she pulled her skirt all the way up and showed him everything she had!

"I know it's hard for you, Dave," she purred. "But I also know it's hard as a rock-your dick, that is! Plus, there are some things going on now that'll make it okay for you to fuck me now, like you've always wanted to!"

He was lost, and he knew it. After walking over and locking the classroom door, he came back and fished in his wallet for a rubber. Then, with a smile and a shrug and totally lustful expression appearing on his handsome face, he unzipped his jeans and freed his long-confined and repressed manhood.

"Well, this is like old times," he said, as Tammy's blue eyes widened at the sight of his prodigious dong. "I used to fuck girls like you all the time, and I'm not ashamed to say so. I'm especially not ashamed because they came on to me first like you're doing now."

"So, let the old times roll!" the curvy blonde enthused. Then she got up from her chair and fell into his arms, his clock sliding up under her skirt to contact her warm, exciting tummy.

They might have done it on the professor's desk, as Todd had done it on the Dean's. But Dave was a bit more civilized, and he had indeed advanced fucking to a fine art. So he suggested that they have a quick, standing encounter to get to know each other and release the impossible tension, then sneak off to his place for a longer session.

Tammy agreed. And more than that, she leaped up onto him, hugging him with her arms and legs and bringing her hot, wet, thrilled and thrilling channel right down onto his upward-pointing prick. He wasn't even going to see where he was going, much less the rest of her luscious body in a naked state. This was spontaneous fucking at its best!

"Ohhh, Dave!" she gasped, even as he got his hands under her smooth, firm buns and they began to move together like a well-oiled machine. "What a cock, and what a sexy man. You've earned your reputation!"

"You're not so bad yourself," the blonde thirty-five-year-old stud grinned. "In fact, you're world class!"

So they hunched and they panted, as the world went on around them. Even if fucking was taken away everywhere, they thought, just one good fuck would make up for it all. And this being theirs, they committed themselves a hundred percent to it.

"Oh. Oh. Oh, God!" Tammy moaned, as she felt the pleasure building. "Oh, this feels so great!"

"That it does," Dave gasped, his heat fully upon him. The sensation of her tight young twat on his fully-engorged cock was just marvelous, and he knew he couldn't hold off for long.

Then he came, like a thunderbolt out of the blue, his butt, legs, and gut going rigid and an incredible explosion occurring at the base of his rod. The next instant he pumped gobs and gobs of steaming stuff into the reservoir end of his rubber.

"Aaagh! Aaagh!" the stud professor of Quinby College went. "Oh, Tarn, you're the best!"

But the one whose name he called out was holding off, herself. That was because she'd always had a secret dream about the man she was now with at last.

In short, she had wanted him to eat her to orgasm. And that was because he always wore a mustache!

So she lifted up off him, and she did ask him to lay her back on his desk. Then, smiling sweetly and wantonly, she opened herself with her fingers. She exhibited all of her tender pink folds to her dream lover, especially her acutely aroused, almost pulsating joy-button. She was very conscious of how appetizing her newly-trimmed muff must appear, as well.

Her actions had the desired effect; such was the power of womanhood that even a young one like her could spellbind any man. Dave looked like he was in heaven as he gazed at her juicy privates.

"You look good enough to eat," he laughed.

"Then eat, stupid!" Tammy rejoined boldly. "Eat my pussy. Lick my clit! Get your awesome tongue on me and take me where I need to go!"

And Dave certainly did. Taking hold of her snowy thighs, he bent down and burrowed into her with his mouth, slurping avidly. He tongued every inch of her delicious sex-flesh, then settled on her little button and really went to work. Quivers of joy ran through her curvy young body as he gave her everything she wanted, and more.

"Oooh. Oooh. Oooh!" she squealed, sounding more like Summer than herself. "And, oooh, your mustache! It feels just like I thought it would. It tickles like crazy, and it's about to drive me through the roof!"

Then she did lift off, although not quite that high. Practically going into convulsions, she delivered a wild climax, tensing her buns and squirming around. She reached down and grabbed her partner's hair, tugging on it so hard he thought she might pull some out.

"Oooh, major O, major O!" she went, juicing madly onto his lips.

Dave withdrew his head from between her lovely legs, and licked his lips. "My, you're a tasty young thing," he grinned. "Not to mention a beautiful and incredibly sexy one. I could eat you all up!"

"But if you did that, you wouldn't have me to fuck," Tammy joked in return, jumping down off the desk. "And I do want to fuck again. Like, soon!"

So they followed their plan of going to his place. He went first and she sneaked off campus after him, following his directions to his apartment. When she arrived, she found it to be a real bachelor pad. Unlike the Dean's Spartan digs as described to her by Nancy, it was made for sex, with soft lighting, soft furniture, and a sound system that had to be heard to be believed. It was only sad that it hadn't been sufficiently used for so long.

"Wow!" the peppy blonde gushed, looking around her. "This place could charm the pants off a girl. It could make every stitch of her clothing just fall away!"

"Hey, I try," her host laughed, taking off his own jacket and starting to unbutton his shirt.

"But don't you have any sex anymore?" Tammy asked. "That would be, like, tragic."

"Oh, I still keep my hand in-and my dick in," Dave replied. "I've got a classy lady from town I get it on with every Friday night."

He smiled. "But enough about her; I think you'll meet her soon enough. Right now, I want to see that sexy body of yours!"

So the stacked nineteen-year-old stripped off her skirt and top and stood happily naked before him. Standing back, he marveled at her round, firm breasts, her flat tummy, and her swelling hips, rear, and thighs. He'd already seen her blonde-haired pussy-he'd done much more than see it-but now he positively feasted his eyes.

"Oh, you can't know what an effect someone like you has on someone like me," he sighed. "Words can't begin to describe it."

"Okay, then, fuck the words," Tammy said, giving an impossibly sexy wiggle. "And just fuck me!"

In full agreement, her thirty-five-year-old partner got the rest of the way undressed himself. She gazed in turn at his trim, muscular body, and especially at his rock-hard, upward-angled cock. Her friend Todd's body was great, but Dave's was older, more mature, and more defined. It was great that she could have both!

And she proceeded to do so. As he stopped to put on some passionate music, she went and sat down on his king-size bed, patting the mattress for him to join her. When he did, she had him lie back, having decided to do most of the sexy work herself.

Tammy got on Dave and rode him like a real coed cowgirl. Straddling his lap with her pneumatic thighs, facing him, she lowered her dripping quim onto his maypole and began moving strongly up and down. Her tight cunt set up a wonderful suction, and the sound of their fucking could even be heard. She leaned forward and put her hands on her partner's chest, which action made her big, naked breasts thrust excitingly, their hard red nipples pointing. It also let her luscious tail move freely as her juicy pussy engulfed her lover's throbbing rod.

"Oh. Oh!" she panted, throwing back her blonde head, opening her mouth and closing her eyes. "Oh, damn, I just love to fuck!"

"You sure do!" the guy underneath her gasped, his eager hands reaching up to stroke her fabulous young body. "And so do I!"

Then, in one of her patented moves, Tammy turned around and rode with her back to Dave without even letting his cock out of her. Now he could reach down and stroke her sleek, curving back and her firm round buns. And when she leaned forward again, putting her small hands on his straining legs, he could see her quim as it moved liquidly on his turgid tool. Some people might not like their sex explicit, but he always did. He stared in fascination as his reddish shaft slid between her twin pink petals and on up deep inside her.

"Oh! Oh, wow. Ahhh!" his female partner exclaimed as she suddenly came. Her naked flesh rippled, her pussy contracted, and he even thought he could see the latter happen. He gave her a light slap on the butt to enhance her orgasm. She sat bolt upright again, as if jerked that way by the strength of her climax.

But there was one thing that he couldn't see, and that was himself coming, too. It wasn't that he came inside her, but that she lifted up off him, yanked off his rubber and finished him with her hands, her curvy body interposing. Sitting on his middle again with her sexy back to him, she reached down and brought him off strongly, as he stiffened, gritted his teeth, and balled his fists. And when he shot his hot bolts, it was almost better than if he'd seen it, because he could picture her fingers on his big cock and her blue eyes eagerly watching his vertical white jets!

"Ungh. Ungh. Ohhh, yeah!" Dave went, as he experienced total fulfillment.

"Ohhh," Tammy echoed, giving a little quiver of delight. "And would you look at all that stuff!"

Only then did she dismount and lie back on the king-size bed beside him, his arm around her neck and his hand cupping one of her large, firm breasts.

"Wow, no wonder you've taken so many of your students to bed in your time," the blonde nympho told him. "You're a regular professor of sex!"

"Well, I think you did the 'professing' that time," he chuckled, idly playing with her nipple. "Young lady, you're the real deal."

Now Tammy got up on one elbow and faced him. "Your calling me 'lady' reminds me of the friend you mentioned," she said. "So, is there any chance she might want to join the fun?"

Dave smiled. "I thought you might have something else up your sleeve," he replied. "That would be, if you were wearing sleeves! But in answer to your question, sure. She and I have done threesomes before."

"I was thinking of more than a threesome, though," Tammy went on mischievously. "Like, a foursome, to include my friend Todd?"

Then she told Dave about their efforts to loosen up Quinby College, and the ultimate orgy they had planned. At the end of it, he was nodding agreement, because he was, after all, an orgy kind of guy.

"Good for you," he grinned. "Now I feel a lot better about your generation, because I was worried that you were far too quiet. And yes, that four-way would be great as another preliminary. Just set it up for my place, and my friend and I will be here with bells on!"

"I'll like it better if you're bare-assed," the naughty blonde teased. "But, yeah. We can do it as soon as tomorrow night!"

When Tammy and Todd arrived the next evening, Dave and his female companion were naked, almost as a practical joke. The senior stud and the sophomore sexpot stripped down too, and only then was the introduction of the professor's lady friend made.

"Guys, this is Bonnie," Dave said. "She admits to being in her thirties like myself, but I think you'll see just how fantastic that can be. I've told her all about the orgy you're planning, too."

Bonnie smiled and actually did a little naked turn, showing herself off. The others saw a woman with bright, lustful eyes, dark, shoulder-length hair, and a tanned, smooth-skinned body that just wouldn't quit. From her long, heavy breasts with big nipples that looked at them like other eyes, to her excitingly trim waistline, to her flaring hips and thighs, to her gorgeous rear and especially to her thick black pubic pelt, she was made for sex and not at all shy to show it. Being a town woman, she was earthy, too, and she proceeded to blow the others' minds.

"Well, do you like my tits?" Bonnie inquired, lifting them to full size in her hands and shoving them at Tammy and Todd. Her words came out of a small, heart-shaped mouth that made the dark-haired hunk, for one, imagine it on his cock, which was fully hard by then, up for anything.

"And do you like my butt?" the lusty brunette continued, turning around, wiggling it at them, and slapping its smooth white flesh loudly.

They were speechless anyway, but they especially kept silent because they knew what was coming next.

"And how about my pussy!" Bonnie concluded, having saved the best for last. "Isn't it just the best one you ever saw?" Then she ran to Dave's king-size bed, bounced back onto it, spread her luscious legs, and fingered herself open to the wet, tender pink.

"You'll have seen that my friend is a very shy woman, and slow to fuck," the professor joked. "And Tammy, you'll have observed what evils your nymphomania can eventually lead to."

The others laughed, Bonnie included.

"But seriously, folks, isn't she great?" he concluded. "And hasn't she started off this mini orgy right?"

There was no response. And that was because Todd had reached for a rubber and was even then preparing to ball the thirty-plus sex bomb like crazy. He got the condom from ajar-full that Dave had put out like old times. The professor had also switched on some red lights and started some raunchy music, but neither was necessary due to Bonnie's own blast from the liberated past!

As her arms reached out almost frantically to him and her legs spread wide in wanton invitation, the senior football star got over Bonnie and plunged totally into her steaming snatch. Her big breasts fell sexily to her sides as, supporting himself on his hands and toes, he addressed her in push-up position. He hadn't been shy to bury himself to the hilt in the first stroke, either, because he'd known just how ready she was. Her pussy wasn't as tight as Tammy's, but her hot, eager slickness felt just as good to Todd. Even as he fucked, he reflected that her looseness showed wide experience, and that really turned him on.

There was also the way her brown eyes met his as they made it. Eyes were the windows of the soul, he'd heard, and hers were so frank that they seemed to expose her whole sexual history. He sensed he was only the latest of what must have been a hundred men, and far from being jealous, he felt honored to be in that position. Bonnie had indeed been made for sex, she loved sex, and he was privileged to be part of the fraternity that had fucked her. And speaking of fraternities, on an earthier level, he thought that those hundred guys would make for one hell of a college frat!

Earthy she was, and Todd happily came down from his thoughts to concentrate on the wild business at hand. Her hands on his muscular shoulders, Bonnie bucked her snatch strongly up at him, going expertly for her orgasm. He let himself build as well, sensing that even though they'd just met, they could take the sweet ride together to one crashing, simultaneous climax. And it was going to be a major one, for sure!

Nor did it hurt that the others present, Tammy and Dave, had joined them on the adult playing field of the king-size bed and were urging them on. They were doing so, as well, in a language that the young football star related to completely.

"Go! Go! Go!" they chanted, making the down-to-earth, physical encounter a sports event, indeed. "Go!"

And when he exploded into the open field-that was, when a huge, orgasmic pressure broke at the base of his spine and absolute bolts of his stuff shot out of his raging cock-Todd responded in the same happy spirit.

"Touchdown!" he shouted. "Score!"

The thirty-year-old Bonnie's climax was just as intense. Holding her breath then releasing it, her brown eyes rolling upward and her fingers digging into her partner's shoulders, she jammed her experienced quim up against him. She did incredible things with her inner muscles, too, which he didn't exactly dislike either. With a long, deep, inhaling moan and an equally long sigh, she joined him, as it were, in the end zone.

"Ohhhhh!" she went. "Ahhhhh!"

At last, Todd slid his tool out of Bonnie and they lay back beside each other, catching their breath. They looked great to the other couple present; too seldom were people given the opportunity to see fucking, and the satisfaction that came after it, in the flesh. And the older-younger pairing had been a special treat.

But now it was time for Dave and Tammy to put on their own show. Even though it had been only a day since they'd had a long session, the others wanted to see a repeat performance, too.

"So, fuck this young bimbo of yours," the older woman joked to her male friend, getting up on her knees and out of the way. She looked really good there, with her full breasts thrusting, her thighs taut, and her dark-furred twat pressed between them.

"Yeah, fuck the prof!" the young hunk urged his compact and curvy female sex buddy, also clearing space on the bed. "What a scene!"

And Tammy and Dave weren't slow to comply. She got on all fours, wanting to do it in that style, and he readily knelt behind her. Her round breasts were so firm that instead of hanging down, they kept that shape. The others could also see her wet pink labes peeping out from between her smooth white thighs.

"C'mon," she told her partner, smiling over her shoulder. She wiggled her rear and even pointed with her finger, as if he didn't know where his cock should go. "Put it in my pussy from behind!"

In a moment, equipped with a rubber, he did put it in. As the onlookers gasped with pleasure, he introduced his tip, then slid his long, stiff shaft to the hilt. Holding onto her luscious buns, he began a strong rocking motion, and she met his rhythm with lunges of her own.

"Ohhh, oh, fuck me," Tammy moaned distractedly. "Ohhh, oh, yeah."

"Ahhh!" Dave responded, letting himself go. "Oh, babe, yeah, we're doing it!"

"That's the basic position, you know," Bonnie observed from the sidelines. "And maybe the best, because it lets the guy's sensitive underside slide on the woman's clit."

"Thanks for sharing that with us," Todd laughed. "But seriously, you should know."

Then the older brunette moved close to the balling couple, as the young guy was too shy to do. She began stroking their naked bodies, trying to intensify the pleasure. She was obviously no stranger to orgies; it was all in a night's play. Her small mouth half open in passion and her brown eyes intent, she massaged Dave's shoulders and back and then ran her hands down to his buns. After that, she encouraged him to fondle her own heavy breasts when he wasn't reaching under and cupping his partner's.

But then she concentrated on Tammy. Getting down on her hands and knees beside her, she presented her mouth to be kissed, and the young blonde responded hotly. Soon they were sticking their tongues in each other's mouth and really getting into it. Obviously Bonnie was no stranger to lesbian sex, either!

Especially with outside encouragement like that, it wasn't long before the balling couple came. The curvy sexpot bumped her pussy back against her male partner, shuddered all over, and went through a nice big O. Floods of her warm, sticky juice rushed out around Dave's pistoning cock as she made the trip to orgasmville.

"Oh. Ohhh!" Tammy went. "Oh, fuck. Yeah!"

And the professor was about to follow. But just then, he happened to notice his thirty-year-old friend's quim as it wiggled, wet and empty, next door.

So now it was time to "switch"! And Dave did switch, slipping his cock out of the younger woman, doing a neat sidestep on his knees, and then burying it in the older. Holding onto her gorgeous buns instead, he began lunging again, scarcely having missed a beat. He had fucked this woman every Friday night for several years, and they were like a well-oiled pleasure machine. His fine dick slid in her equally fine channel as they built steadily toward their goal. And her magnificent breasts swung under her like poetry in motion.

"Oh, man!" Bonnie greeted him throatily, tossing her dark head and employing a rearward lunging of her own. "Yeah, fuck me now!"

It had been time for a "switch." But it was also time for a "four-way"! That was because, even though she had come, Tammy's pussy was vacant and she was still in position on all fours. And Todd's cock, which was iron-hard by then from all the watching, was aching for someplace to go.

So the young guy came and knelt behind his original, curvy "squeeze", finding that someplace in her! Now all was as it should be, with all four pleasure-seekers in simultaneous, torrid action. When Tammy looked back over her shoulder and saw it was Todd connected to the big dick that was moving in her, she appeared surprised, since she'd probably thought it was Dave again. But that was as it should be, too, because in the best of orgies, the parts were interchangeable!

"Oh! Oh, yeah! Fuck!" the four good and sexy people exclaimed, singly and together, as they took each other and themselves where they wanted to be. "Fuck! Damn! Yeah!" Their faces strained and their bodies were coated with sweat as they humped away.

Then Dave came, not being able to hold off any longer. His whole, thirty-five-year-old form went rigid as a huge climax took him and his fine cock pumped out volumes. He had started in Tammy and was finishing in Bonnie; it was a lucky man who could say that two pussies had made him come! Gasping and grunting, he rode his wave to the end.

"Ungh. Ungh!" he went. "Ungh. Ahhhhh!"

After that, it was Bonnie's turn. She obliged with one of her patented orgasms, sighing as if from the bottom of her heart and from deep down the unfathomable well of her mature sexuality. From her curving back to her hanging breasts to her marvelous behind, every inch of her seemed incredibly sensitized. Her smooth flesh quivered as she came so very well.

"Oh. Ohhhhh!" moaned the thirty-year-old brunette. "Ohhhhh!"

Somewhere along in there, Tammy climaxed again, too. The blonde sexpot might not have wanted to call attention to it, because that put her one ahead of the others and fair was fair!

But someone who did show off an orgasm, to put it mildly, was her hunk of a partner. Todd, who wasn't wearing a rubber because he and she were safe together, suddenly came in a way that made the other couple take notice, as well!

"Aargh. Aargh. Aargh!" he went, burying his raging rod deep.

But then he pulled it out, held it in his hand, and hosed copious streams of white stuff all over!

That might have been enough for one night. But no sooner had Tammy and Bonnie turned and watched Todd's cum-shooting exhibition, than they turned back and got heavily into it with each other. In fact, they had never stopped tongue-kissing the whole time they were fucking and being fucked by the two guys.

Those guys did call it quits, smiling, rising from the bed, and getting dressed. They sat in two chairs and watched, though, because they knew that women were often more insatiable than men!

Now the thirty-year-old brunette and the nineteen-year-old blonde did it right. Tammy lay back, stretched out her arms and spread her legs, and Bonnie got between those luscious limbs, head to foot! The one on the bottom grasped the other's sexy buns, lifted her head, and began licking her dripping, dark-furred quim. But it was the mouth work of the one on top that was most impressive.

My, how Bonnie could eat pussy! She was as good at that as she was at balling or sucking cock. She stuck out her pink tongue incredibly far, making it almost like a dick itself, and flicked its tip rapidly over Tammy's erect clit. She could even move that tip independently of the rest of her tongue. And to get to that clit, she spread her partner's genitals so wide with her fingers that it was almost like an anatomy lesson.

"Mmm, good!" she hummed between licks, her brown eyes wantonly meeting those of her male onlookers, her dark hair falling over the lickee's rear. "Mmm!" She loved this kind of sex, too, and again, she was good at what she loved.

Nor was her avidity lost on her female lover. "Mmmm. Mmmm!" Tammy chorused even more loudly, as jolts of sexual electricity visibly shot through her supine form. Both women's hard nippled breasts pressed on their partner's quivering belly, and their naked flesh shuddered in waves.

That, too, was nearly like a lesson in galvanic energy at school!

"Oh, wow!" Todd exclaimed from the sidelines. "This is way cool!"

"Right on," Dave agreed, in older slang. "Wild women, wild sex!"

But the two women ignored them and concentrated on their lesbo clinch, until they were more than rewarded. Suddenly they convulsed in unison, sailing off to some sort of sapphic paradise where the guys could never follow. Licking madly, they brought each other off, and more.

"Ohhhhh!" they went, in a symphony of quaking female flesh. "Ohhh. Ohhh, yeah. Ohhhhh!"

Now the women were done, as well. They scraped themselves up off the king-size bed, struggled tiredly but happily into their clothing, and followed the men into the living room. Dave prepared a great after-sex feast to replenish the energy everyone had expended, and they all sat around enjoying it and talking.

"That's some bed you've got there," Tammy commented. "I'll bet it's seen some amazing things."

"Nothing more amazing than what it saw tonight," the professor grinned. "And I guess that's why they call it king-size."

But the curvy blonde giggled. "No," she countered. "I think it's because it belongs to a great king of fucking, like you!"

"Well, we did break some new ground tonight," Bonnie said. "It was another step on the way to your Quimby-excuse me, Quinby-College orgy. And speaking as a town lady, I hope my hot pussy's invited, too."

"It sure is," Todd laughed. "So I guess it's on to spread the word, to share the wealth, with more folks who can free themselves up and think like we do."

He paused. "And to share the fucking!"

On the way back to campus after the four-way, Tammy and Todd got the hots for each other, one on one. So they ducked into an old building that was for sale and that had accidentally been left unlocked.

The place had been built at the turn of the century as a club, and, as they turned on some lights and explored, they found it to have incredible interiors. On the first floor was a dining hall that was floor-to-ceiling white marble. On the second floor were a huge meeting room with gilded columns and an intricate, beamed ceiling, and a slightly smaller one with an arched ceiling, a brass chandelier, wall paintings, and stained glass windows. The upper floors held additional ornate rooms, such as one with Arabian decor and one like the inside of a castle.

"Wow, what a wonderland!" the blonde sexpot reacted, hugging her guy. "The old coots who built this place sure had some imagination-and megabucks!"

"They sure did," the dark-haired hunk nodded, stroking her curves. "This could never be done today-it's just too ornate-and I hope someone saves it, since it would be a tragedy to lose it. But you know what I'm thinking?"

"No. What?" Tammy purred, as they found themselves again in the room with the murals.

"Two things," Todd laughed. "First, whether they knew it or not, those guys made a very sensuous, sexy place-look at those half undressed, painted ladies. And second, this would be a great stage setting for some sex fantasies of our own."

"Not to mention some actual fucking!" his lover enthused. "Hey, let's strip down and do it, right now."

So they started where they were, pretending they were ancient Romans like the interior. Finding a velvet-covered bench still in place, Tammy lay back naked on it, spread her legs, and took Todd's ready rod. As they balled happily, she gazed at the coffered ceiling, while he did likewise at the corniced walls. It was as if they were at an orgy, like the one they were planning but long, long ago. They felt in touch with all lovers, past and present.

"Wow, it works!" the nympho exclaimed, her big breasts bobbing. "We're being transported back in time. And I don't feel as alone, feeling the way I do."

"Yes," her satyr agreed. "The ancients, and even the people who built this place, often had it more together than we do, when it came to sex. But before we come, let's move on to another fantasy!"

So they uncoupled momentarily, and ran up the wide marble stairs to the room with the Arabian motif. And there, in the rosy light and on a red Oriental rug, they continued to fuck, and to fantasize.

"Hey, this is like being in a sultan's palace," Tammy said, taking cock again to her heart's content. "You're the king, and I'm your belly dancer!" To try out the role, she undulated her own smooth tummy, which drove her partner wild.

"And you're lying on a magic carpet," Todd grinned, getting into it. "One that will carry us away to a land of endless carnal delights!"

So they fucked on, using their young, unashamedly naked bodies to the utmost, with their eager eyes meeting just as candidly. It was good to be themselves, but it was equally good to pretend they were others. And if the founders of the fabulous place where they were had been a bit uptight, then the two lovers were making up for it.

But the ultimate time came-and they came-when they had again disengaged, and had then run to the room that resembled a medieval castle. There, the blonde nineteen-year-old lay back on a handy couch like a lusty lady in waiting, and her lover lay into her like a passionate knight of the round table. The pointed arches and the wooden beams made them conjure up visions of dark forests as he plunged his own "pointed beam" into her wet, mossy sleeve. And, in a similar, less heavy way, the pipe organ that they found set into the wall made them think of his strong organ, and the fact that he was "laying pipe"!

"Ohhh, this is so much fun!" Tammy sighed. "It's deep and it's sensuous, but above all, it's fun!"

"And so is this place," Todd agreed enthusiastically, as they built higher and higher. "That's how both buildings and sex should be."

Then they did come, with the whole, sadly abandoned landmark around them, but suddenly filling it again with a landmark orgasm of their own. They might have been the only people who had ever fucked there, but to that they would say, "About time!" And the ghosts of the builders now seemed to agree.

"Ohhh. Ohhh, God. Ahhhh!" the young stud went, pumping volumes; being Roman, and sultan, and knight, and more. "Ohhh, what a fantasy-and what a reality!"

"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Ohhhhhhh!" his impossibly sexy mate echoed, as her magic pussy seemed to pulsate with the orgasmic strength of half the women in history. "Ohhhhh!"

Then and only then, leaving a sexy stain on the sofa as a not inappropriate memento, did they dress, turn out the lights, descend the stairs, and steal out into the cool autumn darkness, leaving the marvelous old structure as they'd found it-and more.

"Wow. What a blast from the past!" Tammy exclaimed as they walked on back to Quinby College.

"That's right," Todd concurred. "And I don't think we messed up that place and its memories; I think we fulfilled them. The real outrage would be if all that history were scraped away."

"It would," his nympho squeeze nodded, taking his arm. "Because those old coots who built it were really after sex, and what an 'erection' they made. But me, I especially liked the fucking history we made tonight!"

CHAPTER FIVE

But the next recruit for the campus orgy wasn't free about sex. In fact, he was as prudish as the Dean had been. And he didn't even possess the saving grace of having been active at one time, because he was only a senior of twenty-one.

"You know, we ought to do something with Rolf," Tammy said one evening, when she and her roommates were sitting around in short nighties.

"Damn, that's a tall order!" Nancy reacted, raising her eyebrows. "He says that the only way to have sex is between married couples in the missionary position, and he tells others that, too."

"As if!" Summer exclaimed. "Like, where does a guy like that get off?"

"He doesn't," Tammy laughed. "And yes, he is a tall order for us. But if we get to the hardest people first, like we did with Rona, then the rest of them will be easy."

"As if he were ever hard!" Summer sighed, obviously referring to Rolf's cock.

"But how do you think we could reach him?"

Nancy inquired more seriously.

"Simple," Tammy replied. "The little shit needs someone to show him the light, in pretty strong terms. Someone not for him to fuck, but to fuck him."

She smiled. "And you, my friend, are just the one!"

Everyone knew Rolf, with his short, slicked-back brown hair, his austere way of dressing in a suit and tie, and his simpering, superior expression. So it was easy for Nancy to find him the next evening, when he came out of one of his campus meetings.

"Excuse me," the tall lesbian said, following a carefully-prepared script. "But I wonder if you could help me with a problem I'm having."

"Why, of course, my dear," Rolf responded. "I'm here to help people, even if they don't want it."

"Well, it's this," Nancy went on, successfully hiding her sarcasm. "And you, with your extensive knowledge of the subject, should be able to help. You see, I want to have sex all the time!"

Rolf stroked his beardless chin. "I'll be glad to counsel you," he said.

"Good," the other replied, pretending to be elated. "So let's go someplace private where you can."

Then she led the fellow to Dave's apartment, which had been cleared for her by prior arrangement. And, once inside, she proceeded to work her

"nefarious" plan.

Nancy was wearing a plain brown dress, of which Rolf surely approved. But when she suddenly took it off, what she had on underneath was black leather! She'd borrowed the kinky togs from none other than the Dean. They included a cut-out bra, a chrome-studded garter belt, crotchless panties, and net stockings. The contrast with her smooth flesh was enticing, not to mention the visibility of her hard red nipples and of her shaved pussy through the split crotch.

"Oh, goodness!" her un-likely companion gasped when she saw her. "I think you're trying to take advantage of me."

"Like someone once said, 'Goodness has nothing to do with it,'" she answered. "And yes, I guess I am."

"Well, you're not going to, you horrible person," Rolf averred. "I'm getting out of here, right now."

"Like hell you are!" Nancy shouted, having planned for just such an eventuality. "Get down on your knees, and crawl!"

And for whatever reason, the straitlaced guy did! In his suit and tie, he fell to the floor before her. Tammy had been right. A show of power was the right way.

Then, with a secret smile, the brown-haired lesbian put him through the paces. She was the perfect one to do so, since she'd recently been prudish herself. She had him move around the carpet, prodding him with her high heels. And she put a foot on his back at times, showing him who was boss.

Then Nancy pranced to the bedroom, commanding Rolf to follow. She sat down on the edge of the mattress and spread her legs, revealing her dripping pussy through the crotchless panties. After slapping her long thighs in the net stockings, she motioned for her subject to come up between them. He did, looking lustful in spite of himself.

"Oh, no one's ever behaved like this with me before!" he wailed, trying to resist. "This is awful."

"Maybe they should have," his sudden partner laughed harshly. "This is what you needed."

"And I don't like you ordering me around," Rolf concluded weakly.

"Well, you'd better get used to it," Nancy told him. "Because I'm going to give you another order right now."

"What?" he pleaded, gazing up at her.

"Simple," she laughed. "Three words. Eat my pussy!"

And to her surprise as well, the narrow-minded guy attempted to, although he'd surely never done anything remotely like it before. Still on his hands and knees in his suit, he burrowed between her legs, even holding onto her black leather garter straps as though he might fall out.

Hesitating one more time, he looked up at her again, as if for guidance.

"Stick out your tongue," she said. "Open up my vulva and find my clit. Then lick it!"

"Okay," he sighed. "But this whole thing isn't right. We're not even married."

"Well, just pretend we are, if that bothers you," Nancy countered. "Half of life is fantasy anyway."

"Okay," Rolf agreed. "Okay!"

Then he did as she'd said, tonguing her open and going to work on her sweet young parts. And, to her intense gratification, he wasn't bad at all. It had been her experience with the women she primarily fucked that the more prudish they'd been, the wilder they were when they freed themselves. It was as though they'd been saving it up. And this guy was no exception.

"That's it," she purred, coming down a bit from her domineering stance. "You're doing a good job." As if to confirm it, she felt her pussy put out more slick juice and her body shudder in the black leather.

He stopped licking for a moment. "You taste all right," he said.

"Of course I do," Nancy replied. "See what you've been missing?"

So Rolf kept eating her until she actually got ready to come, although she scarcely would have believed it with a guy like him. She reached down and grabbed his ears, which were sort of protruding, pulling him closer to her and also adding a wild element to the proceedings. Then she did come, her slender body stiffening and her thighs tightening on his head. She put out a flood of her warm honey onto his waiting lips.

"Oh. Oh, yeah!" she gasped. "Yeah, sweet cakes!"

"What was that?" he asked afterward, his sticky face upturned.

The tall lesbian had to laugh in spite of herself. "Oh, you poor bastard," she forced out. "Didn't you ever see a woman come?"

Now it was time for more-a lot more. Nancy had decided that she'd make an exception and go all the way with this man, since it was for a good cause. After all, he couldn't be any worse than the dildo she had taken not long before. And if it meant conquering Rolf, it wouldn't hurt her to take a real cock.

"You know, you look pretty ridiculous in that suit and tie," she told Rolf now, getting back into her dominant mode. "Stand up. Strip down!"

And he obeyed. Still being the prissy type, he took off each article of clothing and neatly draped it on a chair. But when he was done, his twenty-one-year-old body didn't look half bad.

Nor did his cock, which was standing strongly at attention!

"That's better," Nancy said. "But you still need some training. So I want you to get down on all fours again. Then we're going for a little ride!"

He did, and they did. To his amazement, the leather-clad lez got off the bed and onto his bare back, her sopping wet pussy right on it. She made quite a picture there, with her hard-nippled breasts also protruding through the cut-out bra.

"I made you crawl before," she laughed hoarsely. "But now you're gonna crawl with me riding you. So giddy-up. Giddy-up!"

And Rolf padded around the bedroom, obediently. From time to time, Nancy gave him a light slap on the butt to urge him on. She also reached behind her to fondle his swollen balls, and underneath her to stroke his hard, downward pointing dick. He began to pant with arousal.

"I guess you're used to stroking yourself," she observed. "What with your being against most other kinds of sex."

"Yes, I have to confess that I am," he sighed from underneath her.

"There's nothing to confess," she stated. "It's all natural. But it's even better being with a woman, isn't it?"

She was met with silence. And then it dawned on her.

"Oh, damn," she gasped. "You poor son-of-a-bitch. You're a virgin, aren't you? And that's why you and people like you have the attitude you have. You're only shy!"

He turned his head and looked up at her, admitting that it was true.

So Nancy at last knew her task, and such an easy task it was. All she had to do was to give Rolf his first fuck! Then he'd be all right, and probably even an enthusiastic participant in the orgy that was planned. Indeed, people like him were also the way they were simply because they were jealous of those who were having a good time.

"Well, we'll take care of that," she concluded, dismounting, and assuming a more sympathetic stance again. She lay back on the bed in Dave's apartment where they were, gestured to the jar of rubbers on the night table, and spread her legs in welcome.

"Get over me, you little prick," she purred. "Get on me, and fuck me!"

And the happy guy did; oh, how he did! Practically bounding between her long thighs, he slid his hard cock into her pussy in one smooth stroke. No more shyness for him; the tall lez had released his libido completely. And he proved what she'd always thought about sex coming naturally, because he went into her like he'd been doing it forever. Nor was she put off by getting laid by a guy like him, because he was his former self no longer!

"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" Rolf panted, working into a fast rhythm. "Ohhh, a real woman is a lot better than beating off!"

"Told you so," Nancy replied from underneath him, responding with her athletic hips. "Welcome to the real world." She didn't tell him that except for the dildo, it was her first time with a cock.

So the one reveled in the feel of a hot, slick, formfitting quim, and the other delighted in the experience of a live, throbbing dick. They were an odd pair, the clean-cut guy and the lesbian. It was even odder, of course, because she was wearing black leather!

"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah," she moaned, as she felt herself building to another orgasm. She even permitted herself a few little shrieks such as her very feminine friend Summer might have put out. "Eeee. Eeee!"

"Damn, this is great!" her partner echoed, using what for him must have been an unaccustomed word. He was a real macho man, after all.

Their bodies strained and their eyes became glazed with the joy of all-out sex. Then they went over the top together, clutching at each other for dear life. Nancy felt her loins spasm uncontrollably as she put out more love-juice. Her hard nipples ached and her lean form went stiff, then relaxed in bliss. For his part, Rolf went totally rigid, rising to his fingers and toes above her as his hard cock experienced its first climax ever in a woman. Gasping with utmost pleasure, he pumped his rubber full. Then he, too, felt utter release, and he collapsed down onto his partner.

"Ahhhh!" the brown-haired lesbian sighed, wondering if she should really call herself bisexual now. "Ahhhh!"

"Oh, God!" her newly-liberated counterpart shouted. "I feel like I'm alive for the first time!"

He lay on top of her for a while, their young hearts seeming to beat together, and she didn't mind. But then she wiggled out from under him and turned over on her stomach. She raised up with her chin on her hands, and he leaned up on one elbow to look at her. Her long, slender form looked great to him; her sleek back interrupted only by her bra strap, and her round buns mostly exposed by the brief, black leather panties.

"Sometime I'd like to see you totally nude," Ralph laughed-a laugh being a new thing for him. "But not now. Not now!"

"Yes," Nancy replied smilingly. "But for now, I'm entertaining a certain idea."

"What?" the suddenly game guy inquired.

"Well," she said, as intriguingly as she could, "I thought maybe, just maybe-you'd like to give it to me another way!"

His face was a study as he received her words, then slowly realized what they entailed. "Oh, no," he answered instinctively. "I may be freer now, but I couldn't do something like that."

"Oh, yes, you could," she challenged him.

"Oh, no, I couldn't," he responded, unconsciously making their exchange sound like a silly game.

"Oh, yes you could!" she said finally, her face assuming a frown. "And you will, because I command you to!"

That did it. Power had been the secret way to liberate him, and her power was still the thing. Nancy pointed to a jar of lotion that was on the bedside table for just such an eventuality. Pulling down her panties, she directed Rolf to grease up her pucker. She wiggled her rear as he did so, already feeling a tingle of pleasure.

It would be his first time for what he was about to do. She didn't tell him that it would be her first time, as well!

"You know, a woman lying like this is pretty much an invitation for a man to take the other road into the woods," she remarked idly, not really knowing whether it was to relieve or to enhance the tension.

"I guess so," he said, as he slowly but surely got up and over her. "Whatever, I'm going to give that road a try!"

Then, still working into it, he rubbed his renewed erection all over her naked cheeks. He contacted them with his tip, his sensitive underside, and even his balls, which must have driven him as wild as it was driving her. She wiggled some more against him, feeling as though she might come just from that.

"Oh, stop toying with me!" Nancy pleaded now, forgetting her commanding attitude once more. "Go ahead and do it!"

"It's only because I'm still shy," Rolf grinned. "But maybe that's unintentionally making it even better!"

At last his cock-tip slipped down into her sexy crack, and the die was cast. He contacted her other opening, then pressed it urgently. With a lunge and a gasp on both their parts, he penetrated beyond the tight constriction. Then he thrust all the way inside, and it was done!

"Oh. Oh, shit!" she grunted, grabbing the pillow and balling it up in her hands. "Oh, that's incredible!"

"Oh, yes!" he agreed, feeling his dick seized so strongly. "I just had my first fuck, and now I'm doing this!"

"Well, when you take the plunge, you might as well go off the deep end," Nancy said, forcing a smile, as the unbelievably strong and mixed emotions of what they were doing assailed her.

"Yes," Rolf replied. "And while some of my ideas were okay, I now know there's so much more in the world that my old life seems like a stupid dream."

But, in a literal sense, he didn't need to plunge at all. It was because their linkage was so tight that, in itself, it took them all the way. Suddenly she spasmed and came, as she'd been threatening to do ever since his dick had first brushed her buns. Her orgasm went from her rear to her pussy, then all through her slender, quivering form.

"Aangh. Aangh. Oh, damn!" she moaned, feeling like a woman from the beginning of time. It was such a primitive and elemental fuck that it scrambled her brains and peeled layers of civilization away.

And he went through the same thing. "Ungh. Ungh. Aaaaah!" he grunted, his cock seeming to explode cataclysmically inside her. He pumped bolt after bolt of thick, hot stuff, knowing that he'd never think of sex, or the whole world for that matter, in the same way again.

Then he pulled out, inch by difficult inch, and lay back beside her.

"Wow," he panted, catching his breath. "I guess that sounds silly, but wow!"

"Well, we need to say something like that to come down," she laughed throatily. "Like, I was about to say I'll be walking funny tomorrow!"

After that, they got up and sampled some of the delicacies from the well-stocked refrigerator in Dave's kitchen. Nancy's dominant scenario, their fucking, and especially the last act, had made them ravenous. Now they were old friends, too, the lesbian and the former male prude, which was yet another of the marvelous changes that sex could bring about.

And when she told him about the planned campus orgy, Rolf was all for it. He even said that he'd get some of his straitlaced friends to attend, so they could find what he had.

Then they showered and got dressed-the shower in Dave's bachelor pad must have washed off more sex sweat than any other in the country! But before they left, the brown-haired lovely realized that there was one thing her male charge hadn't had done.

"Hey, for a nightcap, let me suck you off," she laughed. Even as she spoke, she went to her knees, in her plain brown dress, before him in his suited form.

"Why not?" he shrugged. "The way I feel now, the sky's the limit, and it's going to be like that for the rest of my life!"

So she unzipped him, and his cock sprang out hard and ready for the umpteenth time that night. He'd become as insatiable as the best of them, and so had she.

As Rolf stood with his hands on his hips, Nancy started with slow, tantalizing licks along his throbbing shaft. Gazing soulfully up at him, she also pressed her hard tongue-tip on his base, which made him sigh with pleasure. While she'd just enjoyed her first fuck with a man, she had sucked one once before, so she knew the territory. She'd done that as a means of keeping her lesbian "virginity" intact with a date who had wanted to go all the way.

Then she mouthed his dick-tip and tongued around that, too. After that, she began sucking in earnest, taking as much of his length as she could. He reached down and stroked her brown hair as his gut and his legs tightened.

"Oh, yeah," he panted, sounding like a real stud now. "Do me, babe. Yeah!"

And she did, bobbing her head faster and faster, and holding his engorged root with her fingers as well. She could feel him getting harder and harder, and she knew he was about to burst. But before she made him do so, one more wanton idea entered her mind.

"Hold it right there," she told him, letting him out of her mouth and rising to her feet. "I'll be back in a second."

"But I'll get soft," he protested. "And I was almost there."

"No you won't," she replied. "Look at how big you are. And it'll be even better with what I'm going to do."

Then she ran to Dave's kitchen, and returned with her lips mysteriously shut. Going to her knees again, she took Rolf back into her mouth. And when she did so, he nearly went crazy.

He had heard that taking a cold shower removed one's sexual urge, and that was probably true. But no one had ever said that ice on one's cock did the same, and now he found out why not. Because Nancy had filled her mouth with ice cubes, and the sensation was incredible. He felt the chill halfway up his spine, along with a sexual charge that had to be felt to be believed.

"Oh. Oh!" he yelled. "Oh, that's sensational! Gonna come. Gonna come right now!"

And he did shoot off, as she quickly took her mouth away and spit the half-melted ice and some water onto the floor. Ejaculating powerfully, as she smiled triumphantly, he spattered jet after jet of white stuff to mix with the puddle she had made.

He zipped himself back in, and Nancy calmly got up and went back to the kitchen for a sponge to clean up the sexy mess. It was the best kind of housekeeping, she decided. For Rolf's part, he was amazed at how practical women were in such cases, and how unconsciously kinky that made them. It was almost as good as her black leather outfit!

At last, they left the apartment and walked back to the campus of Quinby College, the lesbian and the converted prude, now hand in hand. It had been a great night's work, all around!

Nancy again found her roomies, Tammy and Summer, sitting around in short nighties. With ill-concealed eagerness, she regaled them with a complete account of the evening's sexy events.

"First," she said, "I showed him my leather and I made him crawl."

"Served him right," the curvy blonde nodded.

"Oooh, you didn't!" the slim one reacted breathily. "Way cool!"

"Then I made him give me head," Nancy continued.

"Just what you wanted," Tammy observed. "Ohhh, yeah!" exclaimed Summer.

"Then," the tall lez went on, "I had him crawl again, and I got on his back and rode him."

"Not him," said Tammy.

"Totally awesome!" Summer gushed.

"And then," Nancy purred, drawing it out, "I got on the bed and let him fuck me."

"That was above and beyond the call of duty," Tammy remarked.

"Your first real fuck!" realized Summer.

"Yes," the brown-haired lovely noted. "And it was his first, too. That was why he was how he was, as we might have known. But I didn't really mind it; in fact, I came. I'm learning not to limit myself either, even though I do still prefer girls." She smiled. "And after that," she said in the most understated way she could, "I used every other opening I have. Just before we called it a night, I sucked him off, but before then, I, well-you know."

That revelation left Tammy speechless. And when it dawned on Summer what her friend meant, she looked like she'd go out of her mind.

But the two roomies didn't just react-they acted! Where they sat cross-legged on one of the dorm room beds, they reached down between their smooth young thighs and began to finger themselves. As Nancy watched with surprise yet with approval, they opened their juicy labes, found their hard little buttons, and proceeded to stroke themselves off. It was no wonder, after the tension she'd built up in them with her sexy story.

"Oh. Ohhh!" Tammy sighed, using her other hand to reach into the neck of her nightie and fondle her large round breasts as well. "Pardon me while I do a little self-loving."

"Me, too," Summer cooed, finding her own exciting, pointy tits. "Sometimes, you're your own best friend!"

"I'd join you, but I'm understandably fucked out," their lesbian buddy laughed, contenting herself with looking on. "And I'd give you a hand, if you'll excuse the pun, but you seem to be doing pretty well by yourselves!"

And they did do well, bringing themselves surely to the brink and beyond. Suddenly they both squirmed around, then stiffened, then dissolved into shrieking climaxes. Their warm juices rushed out onto their fingers and onto the mattress as they found their sublime release.

"Oh. Oh. Oh, yes!" the short, peppy blonde gasped. "Ohhh, that was a good one!"

"Eee. Eee. Eeeee!" her willowy counterpart confirmed, as she went through one of her supremely feminine orgasms. "Hey, there's nothing quite like finger-fucking yourself!"

Then, as Nancy got out of her brown dress and her black leather and into a nightie, too, they turned their attention to what they were going to do next.

"I hope we're not losing focus," Tammy, the original conspirator, said. "That is, with all this side action before the orgy."

"But it's not side action," her lesbian roommate protested. "It's a means to an end, and anyway, it's good to be free-form when it comes to sex."

"Like, yeah," Summer added. "What we've been doing is a serial orgy in itself!"

The others were impressed by her characterization; they had to admit she had moments of brilliance. Still, they had to plan the next step toward enlisting others for the huge campus orgy that was to be.

"Well, I've been out of action for a while," Tammy said, after a bit of discussion. "And my pussy's itching for some strange cock. Don't get me wrong, Todd's fine, but as a card-carrying nympho I've always got to branch out."

"So, branch then," Nancy laughed. "Though I'd prefer some strange pussy, instead."

"Okay, I will," her curvy friend stated. "And to save some time, I think I'll take on three guys together!"

That rendered the others speechless, once again!

CHAPTER SIX

Quickly, Tammy picked three guys for her four way. They were George, a tall, red-haired fellow student; Bill, a blonde jock who was also on the Quinby College football team with Todd; and an outsider for good measure, Stan, the dark-haired editor of the town newspaper who was always writing editorials about the sex store. If men could fantasize about enjoying a redhead, a blonde, and a brunette at the same time, then she figured she could, too!

It remained a problem how to get them all in one place and then into bed, but the short, curvy blonde nympho took care of that. And she did so with a couple of ingenious moves that made her the envy of her friends.

First, she used phone sex in a pretty unusual way. Late one night, she called up George, waking him from a sound sleep in his dorm room.

"Uhhh. Uhhh," she breathed into the mouthpiece, making the sounds as feminine and sexy as she could. "Uhhhhh!"

"Who's this?" she heard him mumble. "Who's calling at this hour?"

"Never mind who," Tammy moaned, in an equally sleepy tone. "I just want you to reach down under the covers, grab your dick, and jack off while you listen to me!"

George didn't hang up, so she assumed he was doing as she'd suggested. In fact, he began to breathe heavily and moan himself, which told her for sure that he must be playing along. So, suppressing some giggles at the almost comical thing she was doing, she kept making her sounds. And, when she sensed he was pretty far along, she added some words.

"Go for it, guy," she urged. "Pretend you're in my pussy. Oh, it's such a lovely pussy-I'm looking down at it right now. Oooh, see my pretty pink petals! Oooh, see my hard little clit! And, there's my love-hole, that's just aching for your big strong cock!"

"Ohhh. Oh, God!" George panted over the phone, using words of his own. "Don't worry, I'm fucking you right now. Or at least I'm stroking myself like I am. And I'm doing it so fast and hard that I'm going to come!"

"Yes, you stud, yes!" Tammy went on to shriek. "Please come for me. Please! Oooh, I can just see your stuff shooting out!"

"Oh, yeah!" he shouted an instant later. "I am coming. Ohhh. Ahhhhh!"

"Yes, come!" she squealed in reply. "That was so good. You're so good. Ooooh!"

When George caught his breath, she heard him question her once again.

"That was phone sex in reverse!" he exclaimed. "But who the hell are you? Your voice sounds familiar, and I think I know you, but I'm not quite sure."

"You can find out if you come to the town diner tomorrow night at eleven o'clock," she laughed, employing the second move she'd planned. "Until then, pleasant dreams!"

Tammy repeated the same sexy act with Bill, and got the same, surely not unexpected, results. Soon she'd made two guys come just from the sound of her voice. She felt pretty good about herself, knowing she could do that.

But then she called up the older town guy, Stan. And he was a tougher nut to crack.

"Hello?" she heard him answer.

"Hi, this is your fuck doll," she purred, getting right into it. "You very own fuck doll-like from the sex store, but real. And she wants you to pretend you're fucking her," she concluded with total wantonness.

"But I don't like the sex store," Stan replied. "This must be some sort of practical joke. Besides," he whispered, "my wife's right here in bed with me. I'm going to hang up now."

"No, don't hang up!" Tammy said quickly. "At least meet me at the diner tomorrow night at eleven."

Then the line went dead. She told herself that she'd gotten to the man, and that he still might be there-even if he wasn't now silently stroking himself, too!

So, the next night, feeling pleased as punch, the peppy sex-bomb arrived at the appointed place. She found George and Bill waiting for her, sitting in the same booth. Apparently the rascals had compared notes, and had figured out who the perpetrator of the calls had been.

In a tight top and one of her well-known short skirts, Tammy slid onto the vinyl seat across from them. Folding her arms under her impossibly firm, round breasts, and practically laying them on the Formica table, she met the guys' eyes and took their comments.

"Yeah, we know it was you on the phone, Tarn," redheaded George laughed. "You've been doing so many wild things lately that your reputation precedes you."

"So, why did you bring us together here, too?" the blonde, muscular Bill inquired. "What have you got in mind-a threesome?" The atmosphere at Quinby College had already become sufficiently lighter so that what he mentioned was a possibility.

"No, a foursome!" Tammy replied, enjoying their surprised but delighted reaction. "And here comes the fourth member now."

It was true. Stan, the older dark-haired and athletic town newspaper editor, was entering the diner, and Tammy motioned for him to join them. Looking a bit ill at ease, he slid into the booth beside her, and introductions were made all around.

"So you're the caller," he said, focusing on her. "What is this, some kind of college prank?"

"Maybe it's more like a research project," she replied sweetly, letting her naked thigh touch his. "I know you don't like the sex store, and I've thought it might be because you really need some outside action yourself. So I'm proposing a four-way, to include these two guys, in order to find out. That ought to knock your socks off."

"That certainly would," Stan chuckled, loosening up somewhat. "But seriously, I couldn't do that."

"Oh, yes, you could," George told him urgently, as if fearing that his refusal would spoil the thing for the rest of them.

"Yeah, man," Bill added. "And it wouldn't be that serious. It would just be good, clean fun."

"Well, I suppose I could at least tag along," the newspaper editor responded. "After all, I am a journalist, and I'm supposed to do research, too."

"That's all we're asking," Tammy said animatedly, wiggling her gorgeous butt against him. "Nobody has to do what they don't want to. And they don't even need to like it, so long as they leave those who do alone."

Then, for good measure, she reached down and put his hand on her naked thigh, and followed with hers on his already engorging cock!

"And I've got another idea," the sex-charged blonde purred, continuing to follow her plan. "Maybe, in addition to the sex store, we even need some nude dancing in this burg. So I'm going to put on a little private show that will help us find out!"

At that, she had Stan slide out of the booth, and she got up herself. Then, after making sure no one else was watching, she gave the three guys a preview. Turning, she flipped up her short skirt and mooned them with her luscious buns in thong panties!

That clinched it. As if they were hypnotized, the men followed that vision of her butt out of the diner and through the streets of the no longer so sleepy college town.

For her part, as a raging nympho, Tammy felt her pussy cream madly at the prospect of that many dicks. Indeed, she always wanted to take on the whole world!

She took them to Dave's apartment, which the swinging professor had enthusiastically cleared yet again for a torrid night. There, she sat her new male friends down on the sofa and launched right into her show.

The short, curvy blonde began by giving her spellbound audience more of the rear view they loved. This time, though, she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. Shoving her buns, with only the thong between them, almost into their faces, she wiggled and tensed them invitingly. The three guys positively marveled at her smooth young flesh, every inch of it faultless and white as snow.

"Damn, I think that's the nicest butt I've ever seen," George enthused.

"Me, too," Bill agreed wholeheartedly. "And me, three!" Stan concurred, finally leaving no doubt that he was totally into the spirit of things.

"Good. I'm glad you like me!" Tammy giggled, turning to face them. "And so you shall see some more!"

Then, absolutely loving the power that her sexuality exerted upon men, she pushed down her panties and stepped out of them, too. Now they had a sudden view of her wonderful pussy with its neatly-trimmed yellow fur, and it nearly knocked them over backwards. They gazed open-mouthed at her tender labes, and, when she proceeded to open herself with her fingers, her wet inner pink, her joy button, and even her tight little hole. It was what she had described during her hot phone calls of the night before, but now it was present and real!

"Oh, my, how we want to fuck that!" the three guys reacted as one.

"Well, you shall," Tammy replied teasingly. "But first, don't you want to see my knockers?"

Her audience surely did; how could they have overlooked the size, the roundness, and the smooth firmness of her breasts?

"Oh, yes," they chorused. "Yes!"

So, still presenting her naked pussy, she slowly and smilingly worked off her tight top-which, as usual, she was wearing braless. And the rounded undersides, then the hard red nipples, then the complete, impossibly mouthwatering outlines of her young breasts came into view in all their glory.

"Mercy," the three men gasped. "Mercy!"

"But you're not going to get any mercy," Tammy replied, with a taunting smile. "Because, as if that wasn't enough, I'm going to dance for you, just like I said!"

And she did, oh, how she did! Moving to imaginary music, she first leaned forward and let her big breasts thrust fully. As the guys also leaned toward her, she shook them in their faces, letting her hard nipples brush their mouths. Then, still wiggling the rest of her naked body in rhythm, she let each of them suck at her tits and lick all over their sexy surface.

After that, she turned and gave her panting audience yet another rear view. Spreading her legs and bending over double, she waved her butt at them wildly. She knew they could also see the backs of her tight, sexy thighs, her wide-open pussy, and her breasts hanging down heavily beyond. With a wanton smile, she looked past those tits, that dripping twat, and those thighs.

"Do you like this, fellas?" Tammy teased. "Do you? Do you?" She so loved being in control like this, to play on a man's lustful mind, not to mention his big hard dick.

George, Bill, and Stan were speechless by now, but their happy faces gave her the answer she expected. So she turned around and faced them again, then completed her dance. Raising her arms and putting her hands on her blonde head, which lifted her breasts to incredible roundness, she gyrated her hips and shoved her shameless pussy at the three guys, in a classic bump and grind. At that moment, all of the famous strippers of the past had nothing on her.

"That's the best argument for having nude dancing in this town that I've ever seen!" Stan exclaimed, at last finding his voice.

"And it isn't even a tease," laughed the curvy sexpot who'd made it. "Because now each of you is going to get to fuck this little dancer!"

Having said that, the naked nineteen-year-old went to her knees before them. Moving from one to the other, as they looked lustfully down at her amazing figure in that position, she unzipped their pants, freed their already huge and throbbing cocks, and applied rubbers from Dave's endless supply. Then she sucked their dicks to ready them for fucking, as if any of them needed to be!

"Oh. Oh, yeah!" redheaded George, who had the honor to be first, gasped, as Tammy's hot mouth took in a major length of his turgid rod. Her blue eyes gazed wantonly up at him as she sucked and tongued.

"Oh, damn, yeah!" panted blonde, hunkish Bill, when she'd done a sidestep on her knees and was doing him in turn. "Oh, can you give head!"

And when she moved on to dark-haired Stan, he was just as pleased and eager. "I've never been unfaithful to my wife," he sighed. "But I guess that's all out the window now."

"I guess so," the young sucker nodded, taking her mouth away and smacking her lips. "But sometimes it's good to break the monotony. Which reminds me-it's time not just to suck, but to fuck!"

At that, Tammy got up and wiggled out of the living room, leading the three happy guys to Dave's king-size bed. On the way, they stripped down, too, so that the whole foursome was bare-assed and ready to go. They virtually leaped onto the mattress in a symphony of bouncing, eager flesh.

Lying back, the insatiable nympho prepared to take her lovers on one by one, in the order in which she'd seduced them. She presented a fantastic picture, with her arms stretched over her head, her breasts standing up hard-nippled and perfectly round, her smooth tummy flat, and her silky thighs, not to mention her juicy pussy, spread.

"C'mon, George," she breathed, in an invitation as old as time. "C'mon and fuck now. Fuck me!"

And the red-haired guy did, getting over her in a flash and sliding his long, hard dick right inside. As she held onto his shoulders and bucked her hips upward to meet him, he thrust strongly, going for it all.

He was so turned on by now that it promised to be a brief encounter, but neither he nor she seemed to mind. For her part, that was probably because she knew she had two more cocks to please her after his!

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," Tammy went, her eyes looking dreamy and her mouth partway open. Her big breasts bobbed up and down, and her partner looked down to watch them.

"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah," George panted in turn, her tight young cunt feeling hot and thrilling on his plunging rod. "Ohhh, this is great!"

And the other two guys watched the whole thing, which made it better still. They even reached in and cupped her upright breasts, so that she had three men in contact with her at once.

Before long, Tammy and George did come. She went through a wriggling, squealing orgasm, putting out a flood of her honey around his switched-on cock. And he responded with a powerful, mind-numbing climax that wound up with him shooting his rubber almost too full.

"Eee! Eee! Aiieeeee!" she went, her beautiful tits heaving with the intensity of what she was feeling. No one could say that she wasn't a "screamer"!

"Oh! Oh, God! Ahhhhh!" he yelled, as he, too, took the ride to never-never land. "Ahhhhh!"

George might have wanted to lie with her for a while, but he was in traffic, as it were! To be exact, blond Bill was waiting in line, and the hunk even tapped him on the shoulder. It was like cutting in at a dance, except that this was at a fuck!

"Okay, good buddy," the first guy sighed, pulling out and clearing the way. "She's all yours. Or rather, you're all hers!"

That was indeed the way it felt, with Tammy calling the shots. And with her being such a nympho, it was how men secretly wanted it to be, with the woman initiating the action. If the truth were known, a strong, liberated woman made a man more macho any day, not the reverse. And while she was only nineteen, this one already had the power.

So Bill plunged his cock into her, in turn, to the hilt in one long stroke. As a football player, he was more athletic than his predecessor, which made for a different kind of thrill for her. He fucked not only in missionary, but also in push-up position, grunting and straining with every thrust. He had his mind on the end zone, just as her friend Todd had.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he went, showing how good purely physical sex could be at times.

"Oof! Oof! Oof!" she responded, her own well conditioned body keeping up with his every lunge. Again it was going to be a quick coupling, but that wasn't bad.

Sure enough, they climaxed soon, in a spasm of lust. Their young muscles flexed, quivered, and then totally relaxed. Jamming their loins together, they put out quantities of hot, urgent love fluid.

"Oh, yeah," they sighed, as if in recognition of an exercise well done. "Ahhhhh!"

Tammy hadn't planned on coming with each guy, but the fact that Bill's "athletic equipment" had turned out to be unusually long and thick had changed things. So when the somewhat loutish but also considerate guy withdrew in favor of Stan, she looked forward to yet another orgasm.

Nor was she disappointed. And that was because the older, dark-haired, married man was an absolute fountain of pent-up lust for a woman other than his wife. As the saying went, the grass was greener on the other side of the fence, and he'd jumped over the fence that night!

When he got happily over her and put it to her, Stan's prick wasn't as big as Bill's had been. But he more than made up for it with his fervor, as he plowed her with a positive passion. His hips levered so fast that they almost looked like a blur, and even the experienced Tammy had difficulty keeping up with him, her breasts jogging in a blur as well. The other two guys watched in sudden admiration of what the older man could do.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" he panted as he did his sexy work, the tight pussy of a younger woman obviously feeling great on his thrusting cock. And the ecstatic expression on his face confirmed it.

"Oh. Oh, my!" his curvy partner reacted, enjoying his ill-concealed pleasure as much as he did. "My, but you're a live one after all!"

She had thought that he'd come quickly as the others had, especially given his accelerated style. But it turned out that he wanted to make it last, and that he had enough stored up energy to do it. So finally, after they'd gotten all sweaty and she'd undergone another squirming climax of her own, she gently called a halt.

"Come, now," Tammy panted, her blue, sex drunk eyes meeting his. "I need you to come."

"Okay," Stan gasped, seeming to become conscious of where he was again, only to prepare to go off to the sublime world that his orgasm would bring. "Okay!"

Then he did come, with a teeth-clenching, toe-curling climax that made his partner marvel and the others in the room take notice. His butt tensed, and with an ultimate lunge he went over the top, pumping his stuff strongly.

At the same time, to her surprise and delight, the peppy blonde underneath him came yet again, just as powerfully as he did. She screwed up her face, thrashed her head around, and beat the backs of her fists on the mattress as she joined him in ecstasy.

"Argh. Argh, argh. Argh!" Stan bellowed, getting the last possible ounce of pleasure out of his big O.

"Rrrr. Rrrrrr!" Tammy virtually growled in response, as she, too, took the ride to bliss.

Afterward, the dark-haired guy practically had to pry himself off his young lover, since he was so completely relaxed and released. He'd become totally lost in sex, and that was good. But he finally got himself up, and he, she, George, and Bill stumbled nakedly to the kitchen of Dave's apartment for some much-needed refreshment. They sat around the table eating, drinking, and talking, as the three guys openly admired the nineteen-year-old sex-bomb who had brought them so much delight. Nor did it hurt that her big breasts were lying on the table-bare this time, unlike the way they'd been at the diner where the foursome had first gathered. Indeed, those bursting, hard-nippled mammaries looked like a feast in themselves.

It was the perfect time to tell the guys about the campus orgy, and Tammy did so, instantly enlisting them to the cause. But then it dawned on everyone that the present evening wasn't over-that they'd been eating and drinking not only to replace the calories they'd expended, but also to build up energy for things to come.

And speaking of "come", they realized that they'd done it quickly not just because there'd been three men to be taken care of, but because they'd been unconsciously planning on another round!

"Well, I guess it's back to bed now," the little nympho trouper laughed, voicing their thoughts.

"Though I want to take you guys on all at once, this time."

"Not that I'm complaining, but how will you do that?" redheaded George inquired.

"You're a college man," Tammy laughed, as she wiggle-walked to the bedroom with the others following her naked rear. "You figure it out!"

But he didn't have to, because she immediately got on her hands and knees on the mattress. Then she motioned for Stan to find a new rubber and get in position to fuck her creaming pussy from behind. Since he, as a married man, didn't usually get such outside action, he was happily elected. Holding onto her trim waist, as her knockers hung roundly beyond, he readily plunged back into where he'd so recently been. He didn't ball as fast this time, but he proceeded to give both of them another good fucking session.

Once that was going on, the curvy blonde had George and Bill kneel up at her head. They grinned widely when they saw what she had in mind-she was going to suck them off, alternating between one and the other!

Sure enough, she turned her head to the left and took George's hugely renewed manhood into her hot, hungry mouth. Then, after giving it about a minute's worth of attention, she let it out, turned to the right, and did the same to Bill's randy tool.

As the men's lust grew and they began breathing heavily, she switched back and forth several times, her own loins also tingling more urgently from Stan's fucking her. Indeed, what she was feeling back there made her suck the others more avidly!

"Oh, yeah," Stan panted as he lunged away, the smooth white flesh of her naked buns rippling with his every thrust. "Yeah!"

"All right!" George echoed as he received first-class head. And when Tammy wasn't doing him, he kept his edge by stroking his cock with his hand.

"Yeah! Right! Go!" Bill summarized enthusiastically, his member getting expert attention from tight lips and busy tongue. "This is one for the record books!"

And while the young nympho herself had her mouth too full to speak, she did chime in with a loud, "Mmm. Mmmmm!"

Soon, in rapid fire, the four of them came. Her hard nipples aching and her sleek back curving, Tammy wiggled her pussy around Stan's plunging cock and popped off a very decent orgasm. That inspired the older guy to let loose himself, straining and gasping and shooting his rubber full of his steaming stuff.

Then George, who was in her mouth at the time, sighed deeply and climaxed between the sucker's sweet young lips. Tammy let him out and turned quickly to Bill, completing his blow job as well.

"Oh, yeah!" they went, severally and together, as the room was filled with the sounds and motions of perfect fulfillment, made even better by the fact that there were four people to share it. "Ohhhhh!"

At last, everyone disengaged, went one by one for showers, and reluctantly got dressed. It had been a great night, a night to remember, and one that made life worthwhile. Slowly, they trooped out of Dave's apartment, Tammy locking the door behind them. Before breaking up, they walked along the streets of the sleepy college town, breathing the fresh fall air and reflecting that it was good to be alive, indeed.

"You deserve a medal for that, Tam," Bill told the curvy nympho, voicing the thoughts of the other two men. "You're one of the all-time greats."

"No, I think you guys are the champions," she said, giving each of them a parting squeeze. "Because I enjoyed every minute of it."

"I only wish we could do this every night," Stan sighed, as he prepared to go back to his wife with an excuse of "working late" at the newspaper. "Or that tonight had been even longer."

"Well, there are limits," Tammy laughed, feeling pleased that she'd limbered him up so much. "And we have to save something for the orgy, which I sure hope you'll be able to sneak out again and join!"

Then the older man broke off, and she and the others went back through the gates of Quinby College. It was the middle of the night, and when the blonde sophomore reached her room, she found Summer and Nancy asleep. She was disappointed that she'd have to wait until morning to tell her sexy tale.

She wiggled out of her top, skirt, and panties again, reflecting that sex took a lot of bothersome undressing, dressing, and undressing. If everyone lived on a tropical island, she reflected, then there wouldn't be such problems. There were such uncivilized islands in the South Seas, she thought, and she made a mental note to spend a vacation on one of them. She might even be able to go around naked and tanned all day, and to fuck whenever and whomever she pleased. For a born nympho like her, that would be an ideal state.

But just as Tammy was dreaming of such things, and caressing her silky flesh which was still tingling from the sex she'd just had, the telephone rang. She snatched it up quickly so it wouldn't wake her roommates, and answered quietly. In truth, she'd been thinking of going on to get herself off, so she was a little annoyed.

"Hello?" she sighed.

"Hello, this is Dean Rona," the voice on the other end said. "My surveillance cameras caught you again, girl. Sometimes I can't sleep, and I stay up and watch the monitors."

Tammy was confused. "But I thought we'd converted you to a freer way of thinking," she mumbled. "And now you're up to your old tricks again?"

Then the Dean laughed. "I'm sorry," she said.

"This was mean of me. And it was a trick, but not the sort you have in mind." She paused. "Now I use the cameras to find out how much sex is going on at Quinby-not so I can try to stop it, but so I can enjoy it second-hand, and figure out how to make sure there'll be even more! Good night, then-and pleasant dreams!"

At that, the Dean rang off, and Tammy crawled naked between the sheets for some happy dreams, indeed!

CHAPTER SEVEN

Suddenly, Nancy and Summer got involved in a lesbian orgy that would add even more recruits to the cause. They called and invited Tammy, too, but she begged off because she'd just done the four-way session, and after all, a girl did need some rest!

The impromptu thing developed the next afternoon at the college's indoor swimming pool. The tall, brown-haired lesbian and the willowy blonde were just finishing some laps when they met up with a sultry brunette, Lorna, and another dark-haired young woman, Sherri. All four of them were wearing conservative black tank suits, but in a way those became kinky, especially when the girls exchanged frankly sexual looks. They'd known each other before, and they knew that all of them went both ways. So the sensuousness of the warm water and the exhilaration of the physical activity easily led them into an intimate encounter. By unspoken agreement, they moved on to the locker room. As fate would have it, they had the whole place to themselves, and they stripped right down for action. The black tank suits came off, revealing Nancy's hard, lean body, Summer's highly feminine one, and the other young women's new, naked forms. Lorna was small-breasted, but she had wide shoulders, a very pleasing, tucked-up rear, and sensational legs. Sherri, when nude, was one of those people who looked infinitely better without clothes. Her curves were worthy of a centerfold, and she had pure white skin that contrasted beautifully with her jet-black hair above and below. It just went to show once again that everyone had their strong points, and everybody had different ones!

"Damn, you're a knockout!" Nancy told Sherri, staring lustfully at her nakedness and being so bold as to reach out and stroke her silky flesh. "Before I saw you like this, I never would have known!"

"I'm glad you like me," the raven-haired lovely replied, giving a welcoming wiggle under the other's hand. "And, since you do, maybe you'd like to eat me!"

Nancy certainly would! So Sherri sat down on a bench in front of the lockers, spread her luscious thighs, and was even so considerate as to open up her juicy pussy with her fingers. In turn, the slender lesbian spread a towel on the tiled floor to spare her knees, knelt down, seized those thighs, and buried her face between them. She so loved the moment when she first got her mouth on a tender, dripping quim!

And she did that, right away. Pausing only to note how fine Sherri's soft black muff was, and how excitingly damp it was from her swim, she explored every inch of the other's intricate pink folds with her tongue, then settled on her hardening clit. That, she flicked rapidly, until she had her partner shivering with delight above her. Sherri squeezed her own breasts and plucked at her hard red nipples, helping herself along. She fully enjoyed being eaten by such an acknowledged expert.

"Ohhh, yes!" she sighed. "Yes, do it. I've heard about the famous Nancy, and I can't believe I've finally got you between my legs. Yes, eat me out. Make me come!"

"I'll eat you," the liberated lez replied, taking her mouth away for a moment and gazing wantonly up at her scrumptious young charge. "I'll do honor to your beauty as only another woman can!"

And she did, as the other grabbed her shoulders and gazed lustfully down at her curving back and her wiggling butt beyond. The women's locker room at Quinby College had rarely if ever seen that kind of action!

But before the first pair carried their outrageous sapphic encounter to its just conclusion, or got even halfway there because Sherri had yet to eat Nancy in turn, another pairing naturally developed. That was Summer and the sultry, sleepy-eyed Lorna, who were getting into it on the same bench a few feet away.

"Wow, rug-munching!" the airhead blonde gushed, when she saw the furry pussy-eating in which the others were involved. "Gee, I'd like to eat yours too, Lorn."

"I don't care if you do," the brunette shrugged, with the air of unconcern that was her hallmark, and that instead of putting others off, made her seem sexy as hell.

So Summer knelt down as her roommate had, and pushed her face up between Lorna's legs. She even had to spread them with her hands in order to do so, since her partner characteristically did nothing to help. Even when she got her tongue on the other's labes, opened them, and went on in to her clit, there was no reaction except for another shrug. The young woman was so passive that she was like a rag doll, but again, that made the young blonde all the more crazy to give her head!

Now Nancy and Summer did their sweet mouth work together, sniffing their partners' fragrant muffs, lapping up their warm, tasty juice, and for good measure holding their own legs tight together to give their pussies a vicarious thrill. Their hard nippled breasts pointed downward and their flat tummies tensed as they licked away. Before long, they had Sherri and Lorna coming, to their mutual delight.

"Ohhhh. Oh, yes, yessss!" the one brunette exclaimed, as her classically beautiful body stiffened and shuddered and she went through a highly satisfying climax. She tightened her thighs on her partner's head, threw her own head back, and gasped with passion. "Yesss!"

But the other brunette's reaction was a study in contrast when she made it, too. She kept her arms at her sides and took no notice, except for a higher than usual shrug of her wide shoulders and the appearance of the slightest glimmer of recognition on her sleepy-eyed face. "Oh," she said in a bored tone. "I came."

And again, that served to make it even wilder to the others present!

After that, as it had been during a previous four way orgy, it was time for "switch." And, there in the college locker room, the four hot young women did just that. Nancy got up off her knees and onto the bench, while Sherri assumed the kneeling position instead. Summer sat, too, and Lorna knelt, although the willowy blonde had really wondered if the disconnected brunette was going to possess sufficient initiative to do so. Pretty soon, the lickers had become the lickees, and vice versa, and two different heads were buried between two different pairs of satiny thighs.

"Oh, yeah. Uh-huh, uh-huh," Nancy went, as Sherri tongued her labes, her clit, and even her honey-hole. The raven-haired beauty was proving herself able to eat pussy with the best of them. And the brown-haired lesbian was so primed from her own performance of cunnilingus that she was absolutely gushing juice, and was almost ready to come.

"Oooh. Oooh!" Summer squealed in her high-pitched, breathy voice, as Lorna stuck out her tongue and did her, too. Given the woman's supreme casualness, the eating wasn't as good as her roomie was getting, but it was good enough. And, taking her mouth away for a moment, the lackadaisical brunette did say something that made up for it all.

"Well," she sighed. "Like the old restaurant ad said, I guess we should eat out more often!"

That made the young blonde dissolve into a paroxysm of giggles, which in turn made her pussy come like wildfire. Giggling and coming, holding onto her tensing tummy and trying to deal with the impossible mix of emotions, she put out oodles of hot, slick juice onto her partner's less than passionate lips.

Beside them, Sherri and Nancy were completing their act, as well. As the lovely brunette licked her more and more avidly, the happy lez felt the first quivers, then a positive rush of ecstasy go through her. She stroked her partner's soft, dark hair and her snowy white shoulders as she underwent a massive orgasm.

"Oh. Ohhh!" she moaned deeply, as the other lapped up her slick female stuff. "Ohhhhh!"

Then the two sapphic couples disengaged and sat together, recovering, on the bench. The stark, tile and metal environs of the locker room had been transformed into a palace of lust, proving once again the wonders that sex could work. And the room had been built as a place in which to prepare for physical exercise, but now it in itself had seen the most fulfilling kind of exercise of all!

"Like, maybe we ought to switch again, guys," Summer opined, voicing everyone's thoughts. "I mean, now Sherri and I ought to do each other, and Lorna and Nancy. And Sherri and Lorna, and Nancy and me-wow, when you've got four, you've got loads of fun!"

"Right," her roommate responded. "That would be good. But we can't stay here forever, and besides, there are other things we can do. So why don't we get the key to Professor Dave's place, and continue our little lez orgy there?"

"I've heard how everybody's been making it at Dave's," the beautiful Sherri laughed. "He must be a real crazy-not to mention tolerant-guy! But yes. I'm for it."

Then all eyes turned to Lorna, who thought for a while. Finally, with her usual deadpan expression, she spoke. "Oh, why not," she said.

And the others dissolved into laughter, knowing she wouldn't mind.

They headed for the showers, still not having had them after their swim, and now being all sticky from the sex! Under the warm, soothing spray in the one big shower room, they soaped their young, smooth, and firm female flesh-and, soon enough, each other's. Not being content to stop with luscious breasts and nipples, they lathered up delicious buns and tempting pussies, until everybody was threatening to come once again.

But they decided to save it for Dave's place, contenting themselves with hugging each other as they rinsed off in one mass of happy femininity. And they just managed to get back to their individual showers, and to control their laughter, when an older professor, who might not have thought a lesbian orgy "proper," walked in.

Back in their street clothes, the fearless foursome walked across campus to the more liberated prof's apartment. Like anyone who was on their way from one installment of hot sex directly to another, they viewed their surroundings as unreal, or rather, as only part of a world that was sex, itself! Indeed, they wished that all they had to do was to fuck, and fuck, and fuck, with maybe only little breaks for food and sleep in between. Their pussies were in charge of their brains, but that wasn't half bad!

"Oooh, I'm so excited!" Summer gushed as they entered the college passion den. "Look, the guy even has rubbers in a jar, though we won't need them."

"No, we won't need dicks today," Nancy laughed, as everyone tumbled into the bedroom and stripped down again. "Like in the old movie, we've got pussy galore!"

And, at the risk of becoming fixated on them, it was pussies they explored. Sitting down in a row on the edge of the king-size bed, the four young voluptuaries spread their legs and looked, looked, looked, at themselves and at each other! They smoothed down their pubic hair, fingered open their labes; they fondled their inner pink and their hard little buttons. Past their hard-nippled breasts and their flat tummies, they gazed down intently-and if any man had entered the room at that moment, he would have gone absolutely wild with lust!

"Ohhh, look at us!" Sherri exclaimed, getting carried away by the whole scene. "Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy! Ohhh, what pretty pussies we've got!"

"Yes," Lorna agreed, displaying a little enthusiasm for once. "With blonde fur, brown, black, and black."

"So, hey, why don't we get these pussies together," Summer said. "Or at least, get some mouths back on them."

"Good idea," Nancy responded, as the others bounced with anticipation, their breasts jogging along. "And I've got two more ideas. One that will make it more interesting, and one as to how we'll fuck."

"Well, what are they?" the others asked insistently.

"Well," the slender lesbian replied, "Dave's been laying in some supplies here, and I'm sure he has what I have in mind."

She went to the closet, and sure enough, she came back with four pairs of black net stockings. With growing excitement, not to mention more freely-creaming quims, they all put them on.

Nancy surveyed her handiwork. "Good," she pronounced. "And now for idea number two."

"What's that?" the other three orgiasts demanded. "Tell us!"

"Very well," their leader said-and she was such, because it was in her and in the situation. "It's this. We all get on the bed in a round robin on our sides, and we eat to our all-girl hearts' content!"

Without another word and with total eagerness, they did as she'd said. It wound up being Nancy-Lorna-Summer-Sherri, but the order didn't really matter. If there had been a camera on the ceiling-and it would have made a fine adult movie indeed-that camera would have recorded just one heaving, holding, eating circle of utterly happy, free, and pleasure-seeking female bodies.

Hands grasped buns and opened clefts to reveal wet and tender pink petals, and eager lips sought them. Tongues probed secret openings and licked sensitive buttons, sending shudders of joy through naked bodies. Breasts of several shapes and sizes ached pleasantly, and luscious thighs tightened on pretty heads. Smooth backs curved, toes curled, and calves tensed in exciting black hosiery. It was as satisfying a picture as anyone could have imagined, and it was only a pity that a camera wasn't present.

"Mmmm. Mmmm!" the four wantons hummed, totally absorbed, as they ate and were eaten to perfection. "Mmmm!"

And there was something else. As they lay there, their bodies in total, sympathetic interaction, they suddenly seemed to become just one woman, one sexual, female being. When they came, too, which they proceeded to do not once but several times, it was as though they were undergoing one big orgasm, and one that was worlds stronger for there being four of them. It was communicated from mouth to vulva to mouth again, and all the way around to infinity.

"Oh! Oh, God!" they shouted or squealed, taking their mouths away for a moment in order to express their deep passion. "Oh, God. Ohhhhh!"

At last, they disengaged and sat up on the bed, licking their honey-coated lips. Even then, they stroked their own or each other's tingling quims, as if keeping themselves aroused for further action. And, at the risk of a pun they would have appreciated, that action wasn't long in coming!

"Obviously, we're not done," Nancy laughed, appearing suddenly to realize that her middle finger was up Sherri's dark-furred twat. "That is, unless this woman wants to take my finger home with her!"

"I wouldn't mind at all," the beautiful brunette responded, giving a sexy wiggle. "But I'd rather continue right here."

"Me, too!" Summer gushed, looking up from where she was fondling herself; there was nothing quite like being your own best friend. "I mean, yeah!"

Then all eyes turned to dark-haired, sleepy-eyed Lorna-who, characteristically, only shrugged.

Therefore, Nancy, who had become the unofficial mistress of ceremonies for the sapphic proceedings, began to figure out how the next act would be performed. Looking like a "mistress" indeed in her black stockings, she was aided by another visit to Professor Dave's well-stocked closet of appliances. Soon, and triumphantly, she returned with four items in her hot lesbian hands.

They were strap-on dildos, one for each of the sex-obsessed young women present!

"Oh, my!" Sherri reacted, her brown eyes widening. "Are we going to do each other with those?"

"Like, maybe on the bed again?" Summer inquired impulsively, her mouth agape. "Though I don't see how that would work."

"I'd suggest a standing position," Nancy replied with supreme assurance, even then beginning to buckle one of the fake cocks on. "In fact, I'd command it!"

Nor were the others slow to obey. Even Lorna fitted herself with a big pink thing, until each of them had one sticking out from between her legs in a way that contrasted wildly with her fine feminine form and her luscious, hard-nippled breasts above.

And then, in a scene that would have driven any man wild, and that would have fogged the lens of any camera that had been present, they linked up in an ultimate panorama of girl-to-girl lust. It went, to keep matters straight, like this.

Sherri bent over the bed, her perfect breasts hanging and her snowy rear wiggling, and Summer slid her dildo into her hot, wet pussy from behind.

"Oh, wow!" the beauteous brunette gasped. "That feels incredible."

Then Lorna, grasping the Summer's narrow hips, worked her own appliance deep into her creaming twat.

"Oooh!" was the blonde's response. "Oooh, way cool!"

After that, Nancy penetrated the stoic and tightlipped Lorna, incidentally finding her pussy lips not to be quite as tight.

"Uhh," the other brunette sighed, with as much expression as she ever gave to her lust.

And that made three marvelous young women being fucked as if by men, with only the brown-haired lesbian remaining suitably empty of cock!

But Nancy had her role. As the four of them began moving together like a well-oiled machine, it was she who provided the motive power. Each time she thrust strongly into Lorna, that thrust was communicated to Summer, and in turn to Sherri! Indeed, it was as if she was doing the fucking for all of them. And that suited her just fine.

"Ungh!" the tall, slender lez grunted, having the time of her life. "I am humping you all. It's like I'm doing three at once!"

"Uhh," Lorna went. "Well, if you're doing that, then I'm getting fucked, and fucking two."

"Oooh!" squealed Summer. "Who cares, but if you want to say, I'm just fucking and getting fucked."

"And I'm getting it good," Sherri laughed, as a crazy rubber thing moved in her fine, slick cunt. "But, hey, by the same token, I'm taking it from all three of you!"

So they went at it more and more hotly, in a kinky linkage that had to be experienced to believed, and that showed just how endless the variations of sex could be. They came, too, singly and sometimes together, putting out floods of their juice around those big pink things.

"Oh! Oh, yeah!" they went, their smooth and firm young female flesh quivering in a symphony of all-out sex. "Oh, yeah. Ohhhhh!"

But there was to be one more act, before the lesbian orgy that had been begun what seemed like ages ago at the Quinby College indoor pool finally played itself out. And that was provided by the unexpected arrival of Professor Dave, who had miscalculated-accidentally or on purpose-the time that was required for the loan of his passion den!

"Oh, damn!" that blonde, mustachioed swinger exclaimed, when he walked into his bedroom and surprised them. They'd been so absorbed with their fucking that they hadn't even faintly heard his key in the front door.

"Sorry, ladies," he continued with a smile, as they now turned their pretty heads and regarded him. "Don't let me interrupt your fun."

A virile man confronting four women linked up with dildos! Could there ever be a stranger scene? But it had its kinky logic-especially considering the fact that the arrangement was, well, incomplete.

"All right, I'll say it," Dave laughed now. "I see a vacant pussy there! And I just happen to have a big, hard dick."

"I'm sure you do," Nancy responded jovially, stopping her lunging action. "And, while I'm mainly lesbo, I wouldn't at all mind having that dick in that pussy, which happens to be mine!"

Then she introduced herself and the others, which must have been the oddest introduction ever made, given the positions they were in. After that, Dave stripped down, got a rubber, and hitched himself onto what looked like nothing other than a fucking train.

"Ungh. Ungh!" he went excitedly, as he grasped the tall lez's waist and entered her hot, tight channel. If the wanton, now five-part assemblage was a train, then he had replaced her as the caboose! And his male thrusts were even more powerful than hers had been, serving to drive her dildo even deeper into Lorna, and hers into Summer, and hers into Sherri! Indeed, the beautiful brunette, as she bent over the bed with so many people behind her, felt like she was taking on the whole ever-loving world!

"Oh! Oh, damn!" she shouted, as she instantly popped off a world-class orgasm, too. "Oh, this is so wild!"

"Oooh. Oooh!" shrieked Summer right behind her, as she, too, went through changes. It was as if Sherrie's climax were being express mailed back to her own slippery and pulsating loins.

"Uh. Uh!" Lorna panted, taking her pleasure in turn. If the impulse was coming from Dave's cock and through the dildos, now the results were flowing the other way.

And Nancy came, too. "Oh, yeah. Ohhh!" she moaned throatily, being the only one with a real dick in her. "Oh, Dave, we're glad you're home!"

That left only the swinging prof himself, and he was no disappointment. The brown-haired lesbian's slick pussy, or maybe even the thought that she was who she was, had driven him wild. In no time at all, he went through a pounding climax that made him feel more like the train engine than the caboose! His hugely hard cock pistoned faster and faster, his strong body chugging along.

And when he shot his rubber full of hot white stuff, it was like he was releasing a big head of steam!

"Ungh. Ungh. Ungh!" he went, riding the rails to paradise. "Ungh. Ungh. Ahhhhh!"

If it hadn't been before Dave entered the scene, now it was time for the "train" at last to uncouple. And the five wanton components did so, accompanied by the squishy sounds of one dick and three dildos sliding out of four very satisfied holes. Everyone knew it had been a scene well beyond the everyday, and one they'd remember for the rest of their fucking lives.

The fake cocks were unbuckled and tossed aside, and Nancy, Lorna, Summer, and Sherri lay back on the king-size bed. Their smooth skin was flushed, their nipples were red and hard, and their labes were swollen as they caught their collective breath.

It had been the last act. But if a great sexual orgy was like a play, then there was the cast party afterward! And in an imitation of that, Dave went on to do a little idle playing around.

"My God, you four look like a wet dream," the blonde, thirty-five-year-old guy observed, almost beside himself with happiness at the situation. "You're so young and so beautiful and so naked, and you're all right here in my bed! You're like a harem, if you'll excuse my saying so. Even in my swingingest days, I never had it like this!"

"Well, sometimes it can be fun to be a harem," Nancy said with a smile, reflecting that nothing really needed to be ruled out. "And if my friend Tammi could have three men at once, as you may have heard, then there's no reason you can't have four women!"

And that must have inspired Dave to do what he now did. Almost casually, although with sensible protection, he put himself over Summer and entered her with his renewed member. Then he did the same with Sherri, and then with Lorna; he'd already been with Nancy. There was no question of their coming, or even of him thrusting; he was sampling them, pure and simple!

He had once read of a woman who had taken on a hundred men that way, all in one afternoon, just to be able to say she'd done it. Well, he thought, he could do the same with a hundred women, not just four, only to kinkily say he'd felt their most intimate place on him, and they his, in them.

That was what he did. And when he was done, everyone's eyes showed what an amazing thing it had been.

Still, there remained his throbbingly hard cock. And that, the "harem" took care of for him in a way that confirmed in his mind how marvelously generous women were. As he lay back on the bed, they gathered around him like devotees of some ancient phallic cult, and put their soft hands on him. He looked up to see four impossibly sexy, naked females kneeling, and downward to watch their forty fingers plying his towering maypole in a way that created a sensation he knew few men had ever experienced before.

"Oh! Oh, that's fantastic," he gasped. His legs and his gut tightened, and his head throbbed with the strength of what he was feeling. "Oh, God. Oh!"

And when they deftly brought him off, the strength of that was even greater if it was possible, as the four young female libertines pulled off his condom and he shot joyous streams of his stuff high into the air.

So that was the lesbian orgy, and what an orgy it was. The lesbian orgy-plus one!

Still, there was to be an encore. As the four young women reluctantly got dressed and left Professor Dave's apartment, leaving him, in turn, virtually passed out on his king-size bed from his equally royal orgasm, Summer and Nancy weren't quite ready to call it a night. So, while Sherri and Lorna headed on back to campus, the tall lesbian and the willowy blonde found their steps taking them on a detour. And that detour surprisingly led to the sex store, where they had bought the dildo in the course of their original woman-to-woman encounter.

The balding, middle-aged clerk was still there behind the counter. "Oh, it's you again," he greeted them, showing some life, as he appeared to remember how Summer had tried on the blue, beaded bra and G-string and he'd gotten himself off to her torrid dance. "Where's your curvy friend?"

"Oh, Tammy couldn't come this time," Nancy laughed. "Though she does come, practically every other time!"

The guy caught her meaning, and chuckled. "But I hope you're enjoying that underwear I gave you, missy," he said, addressing the blonde.

"Oooh, yes, Mr. Clerk," she responded, giving a breathless wiggle. "Though I just can't seem to keep it on!"

The women were teasing him, and they knew it. But they were much more liberated now, so they were determined to do more than that. They were out for a wild end to a wild day, and the sex store seemed to be just the place.

"What have you got back there?" Nancy asked, pointing to a dark hallway.

"Oh, those are the private video booths," the balding clerk answered.

"So, what goes on in them?" inquired Summer.

"Well, I think you can guess," the guy replied. "Do I have to paint you a picture? Men sit there, watch a video, and...."

"Oooh, I get it," said the blonde. "But, I mean, wouldn't they rather be fucking a woman?"

"Of course," the clerk laughed. "But they don't happen to have one at the moment."

Summer thought for a moment. "I know," she finally squealed. "Why don't my friend and I pitch in and help them out?"

Nancy looked at her with astonishment, but she had to admit she was game. Especially after the orgy and Dave, she was ready for anything, lesbo or hetero. So she stepped up to the counter, and smiled.

"Better give us a big pack of condoms," she told the clerk throatily. "Because we're going to sit on some strange cocks today!"

The man did as she asked, knowing it would be good for business. Then the two wild buddies disappeared down the dark hallway, looking for occupied booths. Sure enough, they found four, and they divided them equally.

"Hi!" Summer gushed, bursting through one of the doors. "I'm your own nineteen-year-old playmate, come to fuck you so you won't have to do it yourself!"

"What the hell?" reacted the booth's seated occupant. He turned out to be the president of the local savings and loan, a tall, distinguished-looking man in a gray suit. But now he had his cock out, and was indeed playing along with an explicit tape.

But the airhead blonde wouldn't be denied. Rolling a rubber onto his dick before it even had a chance to get soft from the shock, she tugged down her jeans and panties and flipped her top up for good measure, showing him her cute little snatch and her pointy tits. Then she straddled his lap, facing him, and, without another word, lowered her hot, silky cunt right onto his upstanding rod.

"Oh, my!" the amazed executive exclaimed as she held onto his shoulders and began to move up and down. "Is this some new service? How much will it cost me?"

"Not a penny," she giggled, taking him quickly toward the peak. "Just shut up and enjoy it!"

And he did, he certainly did. Venturing to reach out and grasp her luscious young buns, and even to probe between them to touch where her pussy was sliding on his cock, he went with the flow, helping his unexpected partner fuck him. In a minute, he was ready to burst, and he did that, too!

"Ohhh! Ohhh, yes!" the horny executive gasped, as his suited body went rigid and he pumped his rubber full. "Ohhh, what a feeling!"

"Now, isn't that better than jacking off?" Summer sighed, as she let herself go through a climax as well. She answered her own question. "For sure, it is!"

Then she popped her pussy off him, pulled off his rubber, and threw it in the wastebasket the management of the sex store had thoughtfully provided. And, leaving the bewildered but happy man to wonder if she'd been a dream even wilder than the ones he'd had when watching the video, she left the booth and closed the door behind her.

The willowy blonde repeated her performance with the other of her two assigned guys, leaving him, too, to wonder if it had been real or if he'd gone off to a fabulous twilight zone of sex. Meanwhile, though, her friend Nancy had been having her own fun and creating her own bizarre happening. Her manner of doing it was fully in character, too.

"Down, slave!" the lesbian suddenly commanded a blue-collar guy, after shoving the door of his booth open and stomping inside. "What are we going to do with you men, behaving like this? I think you need a little bit of training!"

He expressed just as much shock as the executive had, but then he surprised her. "Oh, yes, mistress," he responded, getting down on the floor. "Please tell me what to do!"

"Well, I'll be damned," Nancy commented, hands on hips as she regarded him. "You look so macho, but you really want to be ordered around!"

"Yes," he whined. "Oh, yes!"

"Oh, hell," the dominant young woman replied. "I came in here on a mission of mercy, to fuck you so you wouldn't have to jack off. But after that, I don't know. Still, I guess I could suck you!"

"Oh, please do that," the guy implored her. "Please. Please!"

And so Nancy did. Staying fully dressed, but commanding her charge to get up on the stool while she went to her knees on the floor instead, she applied protection and took him into her hot mouth. Sucking strongly, she began to take him the rest of the way from where he'd already been.

"Oh, yes!" the blue-collar guy panted, timidly reaching down to stroke her shoulders and her brown hair. "Oh, thank you. I may act like a stud on the outside, but I'm really very sensitive. I needed this so bad!"

"Well, Mr. Sensitivity," his un-likely partner laughed huskily, disgorging his dong for a moment. "Now you're getting it. So be a good fellow, and come!"

Then she applied herself again, bobbing her head, using her rigid tongue, and working his base with her busy fingers. And soon, just as Summer had with hers, she had her guy stiffening and shouting and filling his condom with a steaming load!

Nancy also left the booth, thinking to find her second guy and work the wild scheme on him. But her ultra-feminine friend, seeing a door carelessly left half open, had found him already. And it turned out to be a discovery that left them both laughing hysterically.

"Look," Summer squealed from down the dark hallway, leading a sheepish young fellow unwillingly by the hand. "I mean, you won't believe this. But, hello. It's Todd!"

"Oh, my God!" her lesbo roomie exclaimed. "Todd, what the fuck are you doing in here, when you can get all the real tail you need?"

"I cannot tell a lie," the dark-haired hunk grinned, slowly recovering from his embarrassment. "Everything that's been going on has made me so horny that I need all that, and more!"

"Well, at least let us buy you a nice magazine out front," Nancy said, shaking her head, as they walked toward the lighted area. "You can go back to your room and use that instead."

"Yeah, like, you've been a pretty oafish guy," Summer echoed. "But we won't tell Tammy on you."

"Hey, thanks," he responded, rushing away.

"Good night, ladies," the balding clerk said, as the two wild young women also left the sex store. "You can do that again, any time."

"As if!" Summer reacted over her shoulder. "And I suppose you'll be stroking your schlong while we do."

"So what if I do?" the guy laughed after them.

Then the two roomies walked back to campus through the cool autumn air, feeling free and alive. Now it was time to call it a day, for sure!

CHAPTER EIGHT

And now it was time for the orgy to end all campus orgies-or rather, for the one that would restore Quinby College to its rightful position as a place where orgies were a way of life! The sexy conspirators thought long and hard about how to bring it about.

As it turned out, however, it happened all by itself. So much sexual pressure had been building up, and so many people were talking about the students and faculty members who had already released it, that it was as if a lit fuse had finally reached a powderkeg!

The place was the football stadium. The time was an unseasonably warm Friday night. The event that brought everyone together was a pep rally for the home game scheduled for the next afternoon. Quinby had retained that custom from the 1950s, and it included the school band, cheerleaders, the team itself, a bonfire, and a host of cheering fans.

Short, peppy Tammy was there; in fact, she was one of the cheerleaders. With her penchant for tight tops and short skirts, how could she resist it? And tonight, the blonde nympho's top, with an embroidered "Q", was even tighter, and her skirt even shorter than usual, if it was possible.

She also had a secret. She wasn't wearing any panties! When the guys and even gals weren't ogling her big round breasts under the lights of the stadium, they were catching glimpses of her cute little butt, not to mention her soft blonde muff!

Todd was there, too, although he was waiting in the wings. As the captain of the football team, he would lead the uniformed squad onto the field when the time was right. And when he saw Tammy, his and the other hunks' dicks would surely get hard in their pants!

Summer and Nancy were in the stands, observing the crackling bonfire and the preliminary festivities. The willowy, breathless, airhead blonde had on a simple dress with nothing underneath, as if she was ready to strip it off in a moment in order to fuck! She must have sensed that the big orgy would happen that night, and she wanted to be ready for it.

The tall, brown-haired lesbian must have sensed it, too. She was wearing nothing other than black leather, and had even added a gold nose-ring for the occasion! Her arm-bands, tight bra and skirt, and thigh-high boots made everyone take notice of her kinky power.

And then there was Dean Rona. In her seat in the faculty section next to the shriveled President Robinson, she might not have attracted much attention, given her usual conservative way of dressing. But that would have happened only if people hadn't noticed the new gleam in her middle-aged eyes, and the fact that she was tapping her feet in rhythm with the marches being played by the college band.

Plus, there was something that no one could see: her hot, creaming quim, as she thought of Todd's strong young cock, and even of Nancy's hot tongue!

Dave, the swinging professor, and Bonnie, his townie girlfriend, were there as well. The thirtyish couple were sitting in a dark corner near the end zone, grooving on each other. He was gazing into her lustful eyes and frankly imagining her small, heart-shaped mouth on his dick, and she was having a hard time keeping her roving hands off that dick, which she saw was hard indeed.

As he squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, and as she squeezed her wanton thighs together, they could only wish for the pep rally to end so that they could go back to his passion den to ball their brains out. But little did they guess that they'd soon be balling right where they were!

And there was Rolf, who usually hadn't attended such events because he'd thought they were improper. But it was a new Rolf who sat in the stadium now, one who no longer thought that sex was a dirty word. On the contrary, he believed it to be the most beautiful word in the English language!

Also looking on were George and Bill, two of the happy participants in Tammy's foursome. The third, Stan, the town newspaper editor who was now actively promoting the sex store and even possible topless dancing, was a little late in coming, but he took his seat, coincidentally next to the others. And speaking of coming, all three of them were thinking of how they'd done so with the curvy nympho, as they watched her cavorting below!

And the other members of Nancy's lesbo mini orgy were there, looking their sexy best. Beautiful Sherri and sleepy-eyed Lorna sat together, unconsciously or consciously expecting more!

Anyone would have agreed that it only took a little spark, like a spark from the bonfire that was brightly blazing at the college pep rally, to start a fire. And that was especially true of sex; from time immemorial, even such a little thing as a sidewise glance had most often resulted in fucking, and fucking, and fucking!

Nor was the spark slow in sparking tonight. It happened in the form of Tammy taking off her top!

Afterward, she wouldn't be able to explain why she'd done it. She could only say that it was as if everything that had happened over the past few weeks had come to a head-or as if some sort of ancient sex goddess had told her to. In any event, as she danced with the other cheerleaders around the orange flames, she suddenly stripped off her Quinby sweater and tossed it aside.

And when the hundreds of onlookers saw her big, perfectly round, incredibly hard-nippled breasts totally exposed, all hell broke loose!

First, the rest of the cheerleading squad followed her example. A minute later, all of them had discarded their tops, and those who were wearing them, their bras, until they were circling the bonfire bare-breasted.

If that wasn't enough, they went on to push down and step out of their skirts and panties, resulting in a squad of buck-naked lovelies! They were like a group of young female savages observing a primitive ritual, which was what the pep rally was close to being anyway.

Second, the football team entered the stadium on cue. And when they saw the wanton spectacle, they weren't at all slow to abandon the evening's script and rush the naked cheerleaders instead! What began as hugging and fondling then developed into much, much more, as uniformed studs and willing beauties paired off to go all the way.

Jerseys, pants, and pads were thrown aside, as the women's dancing stopped and they lay back on the grass to receive big, strong cocks. It was like a group of ancient nymphs being overrun by satyrs. Or to put it in more modern terms, a hell of a lot of scoring would be done even before the next day's game began!

And Todd made sure to be with Tammy, since he and she were how the orgy had all begun. With a wide grin, the dark-haired team captain plunged his throbbing rod into the curvy blonde sophomore, as she gasped with delight. Her upright breasts bobbed and her blue eyes gazed into his ecstatically as she bucked her sweet hips upward, meeting his quick, hot thrusts.

"Ohhh, lover," Tammy sighed. "We did it, we did it. The orgy has started! Now old Quinby College will never be the same."

"Right you are," Todd grunted happily. "Can you believe that we're fucking on the football field? I only hope you don't get too much mud on your butt!"

"If I do, you can lick it off," the sex-pot replied lustily. "Just fuck me. Fuck me hard!"

So the football team and the cheerleading squad fucked like crazy in the firelight, as the people in the stands looked on in happy shock. Then the third thing happened. The college band, which was also on the field, suddenly lost all control. Formation was broken and march tunes were forgotten as uniforms were practically ripped off, instruments were tossed aside, and band members applied protection and paired off to make sweeter music of their own.

"My, what a big 'instrument' you have!" a female voice could be overheard saying.

"I'd love to suck on your 'flute'!" another one exclaimed.

And that was enough for the people in the bleachers. Suddenly everyone rushed onto the field, stripped down, and prepared to fuck the night away. Even Dean Rona tore open her top and let down her hair, leading the wild charge. On the way, she grabbed Rolf, reaching hungrily for his fly!

"Come and get it, big boy," she roared, lying back and spreading her middle-aged thighs.

"Oh, Dean, you kinky old broad," he responded, as he freed his newly-awakened cock and plunged it between them. "Oh, yes!"

On the warm autumn night, on the soft grass, and under a yellow moon, men found women, and women found men. Only President Robinson didn't participate, but even that old coot stood by smiling confusedly, clapping his shriveled hands.

But while there were hundreds of fucking couples, an aerial camera might have zoomed in on just a few. Those were the most important ones, because like Tammy and Todd, they were now experiencing the fulfillment of everything they had worked for.

There were Dave and Bonnie, who had shed their clothes and were standing next to one of the goalposts. His dick was sticking up, and her experienced pussy was dripping with anticipation. They might have found other partners, but they really wanted to share the orgy with each other.

"Want to do it in public?" he inquired with a grin, stroking his blonde mustache.

"You're kidding," she replied forthrightly, her brown eyes full of lust. "Of course I do. The only question is how."

"Well, we're standing, so how about a standing fuck?" he proposed. "We haven't had one of those in a while."

She leaned back against the post and spread her legs. "Sounds just fine to me," she purred. "So give me a high hard one, right now!"

And Dave did. Getting his hands under Bonnie's mature, luscious buns and having her lift one leg to give him easier entry, he slid his throbbing cock up into her to the hilt. Her small mouth opened in a gasp of joy when she felt it, and her long, dark hair shook. She grabbed his shoulders to steady herself as he began a lunging, upward rhythm.

At times she even lifted her other leg off the ground so that she was supported only by the goalpost and her partner. Her generous breasts bounced up and down, her nipples very hard and her areolae puckered. There was nothing quite as spontaneous and exciting as the position they were in, and they enjoyed it to the fullest.

"Oh! Oh! Oh, yeah!" she moaned, getting totally lost in lust. "Oh, give it to me! Oh!"

"I'll give it to you, lover," he panted, making some thrusts that were even stronger. "Ungh. Ungh. Ungh!" It was wild for him to feel her soft, smooth buns and upper thighs in his hands, and to note how slick they were getting with her spreading juice.

On and on they fucked, getting hotter and hotter. They didn't even watch the others at the orgy, because they were lost in a sensuous world all their own. And then, in an explosive rush, they came. Bonnie's naked, sex-charged flesh quivered all over, and Dave's cock shot her full of steaming white sperm.

"Oh! Oh, yeah!" they shouted, as they demonstrated their couplehood for all the world to see-or at least, the red-hot denizens of Quinby College. "Oh, yeah. Ohhhhh!"

Then, having seen them happy as clams, the imaginary camera moved on to another pairing. And that was Nancy and Summer, who had decided as roommates to keep their first encounter among friends. Indeed, everyone at the orgy sensed that the first fuck of the night would be only the first of many!

In the center of the football field, the tall, brown-haired lesbian was playing the role to the utmost. Unlike the others present, she hadn't stripped totally to the buff. Instead, she'd left on her arm gauntlets and her thigh-high black boots, which made her look kinky as hell. Her naked breasts, buns, and snatch were even wilder by contrast. She stood with her legs spread wide and her hands on her hips, like a dominant lez for sure.

And the willowy blonde was delightedly playing the other half of the scene. Lying on her back on the grass between her roomie's legs, with her hard nippled tits pointing upward and her pussy squeezed tight between her legs, she was stretching her slender arms up, too, in mock alarm.

"Oh, my, please don't fuck me!" Summer pretended to protest.

"Oh, but I'm going to fuck you, you delicious little piece!" Nancy glowered down at her, playacting, too. And as if to confirm it, a drop of her honey fell onto her roomie's muff!

Then she dropped to her knees, and on down onto the other's naked form. Going breast to breast and mound to furry, turned-on mound, she began squirming and grinding and fucking her female friend like only a flaming lez could. They slid around and got their smooth, creamy thighs into the action, too, as they panted and tongue-kissed and went for it all.

The soft grass felt wonderful on Summer's sleek back, and she even got some chalk on it since they were on the fifty-yard-line! It was lesbo heaven, all right.

"Ohhh. Ohhh. Oh, pussy!" Nancy moaned, getting carried away in bliss. "Ohhh, I'll fuck you so you'll stay fucked forever!"

"Ohhh, lover!" the other responded, running her small hands over her partner's strong shoulders. "Like, I mean, yeah!"

So they fucked that way, until they went through a crashing, supremely feminine climax. But after that, the camera moved on to another section of the orgiastic field. Quite frankly, there was so much sex going on that it didn't know where to focus next!

Not too many days before, Tammy had taken on George, Bill, and Stan. And not long after that, Nancy and Summer had made it with Sherri and Lorna. And since Tammy and her roommates had fucked, the others were already acquainted, second-hand.

So it was only fate that the two college guys and the town newspaper editor, and the beautiful brunette and the disconnected one, should suddenly find themselves standing nakedly opposite each other with nothing better to do than fuck!

"Well, why don't we get it on?" redheaded George asked, expressing the obvious.

"Yeah, why don't we?" the blonde hunk Bill echoed.

"I'll second that motion-or third it!" dark-haired Stan laughed, having escaped from his wife for one more fling.

"But there are only two of us, and three of you," lovely Sherri noted, her black hair contrasting as deliciously as usual with her smooth white flesh.

And that was when Lorna suddenly discarded her long-standing detachment. Instead of shrugging her bare shoulders, she made the proposition that solved things, and how!

"Oh, well," she said, even venturing a smile. "I'll fuck one, and suck another!"

And she certainly did! Getting down on her hands and knees like a woman in heat, she made sure the guys put on rubbers, then she had George kneel behind her and Bill kneel in front. Without any further invitation, the red-haired fellow grasped her trim waist and slid his hard cock deep into her tight, slick pussy. He immediately began a strong levering motion with his hips, fucking fast and furiously like a real stud.

From time to time he lightly slapped her naked buns, which increased the excitement for both parties. He squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and gave himself over to an all-out physical encounter. For her part, she rocked back at him with an enthusiasm she didn't usually exhibit.

"Oh, babe!" George exclaimed. "They say you're a cool one, but you're as hot as that bonfire tonight!"

"It must be the orgy," Lorna noted, looking back over her shoulder with a sultry smile. "I've finally found something to wake me up!"

And they both knew that was the case. In life, you could get bored on one hand or jaded on the other, but eventually a thing came along that broke through it all. And that thing almost always had to do with S-E-X!

But then the naked brunette couldn't speak anymore, because just as she'd promised, she addressed Bill's throbbing member with her mouth. Gazing wantonly up at him as he held it in his hand, she took it between her ruby red lips and deeply into her hot, panting orifice. She tilted her head, too, in a way that let her take it halfway down her throat. If Lorna had been casual about sex, she must also just as casually have given plenty of guys head!

And the rocking motion she was already into, aided by George's lunging into her pussy, gave her everything she needed to blow the blonde hunk to perfection, too. He didn't even need to move as her mouth and her tongue worked on him, taking him rapidly to the point of no return.

He held onto her shoulders, clenched his teeth, and looked back at his buddy as if to say, "Hey, aren't we sharing a damn fine woman?" But he spoke outright, too.

"Oh, God, gal!" Bill went. "Oh, you're just fabulous. Oh, do it to me now!"

But Lorna didn't even hum by way of reply. As she also happily fucked, she just sucked, and sucked, and sucked! That was where her mind was tonight, and given the other places it could have been, it was a damn fine place, indeed.

Before long, too, her efforts were rewarded. She felt George's cock grow even longer, thicker, and harder in her spasming snatch, and then go off like a cannon as she came like a gunshot as well. And in her mouth, Bill's throbbing rod went through a similar performance, filling his rubber full of hot, thick stuff that she could almost taste.

They were like one fucking, coming being, taking their passion as far as it would go. And if her mouth could come, too, she knew it would have!

"Oh! Oh, yeah. Ahhhhh!" she heard George shout from behind her.

"Oh, God. Oh, wow. Ohhhhh!" Bill yelled as well.

And the heaving and happy brunette finally let herself go, with a resounding "Mmmmmm!"

But meanwhile, Sherri was fucking Stan, one on one. And the older, married man just couldn't believe his luck!

"Do you really want to do it with me?" he asked, as the raven-haired, snowy-skinned, incredibly beautiful young woman lay back on the autumn grass and spread her legs.

"Sure," she laughed, even reaching down and opening herself to the pink, which nearly made him faint. "After all, Tammy wanted you, didn't she?"

"Yes, but you're, well, the ideal," he replied, standing over her. "Even when I was your age, I never got women like you. Quite frankly, I don't know if I'm worthy."

"Oh, you're worthy," she observed. "Look at how hard your dick is. That's worthy!"

"But there's more to it than that," Stan continued to protest.

"No, there isn't," Sherri responded smilingly. "Or if there is, a hard dick and a juicy pussy are still the best way to take you there. You've got to get your mind out of the way."

"But there are all these other people around," he finally said.

"That's because it's an orgy, for heaven's sake!" she countered, inwardly cursing her luck for being so beautiful that men were often in awe of her. "Anything can happen at an orgy, and this is what's happening for you!"

And he did let it happen, at last. Lowering himself over her, still almost fainting from how perfect she was, he slid his lucky rod into her unbelievably silky, formfitting cunt. And he found her to be just as well-made inside; apparently beauty was more than skin-deep!

He did have his mind out of the way now, and she'd been right: getting physical was quickly promising to take him to a place where his mind would be completely blown! In long, slow, passionate strokes he fucked, keeping his eyes wide open so that he could see her lovely, excited face and could look down along her white-skinned body to where his manhood was moving under her dark fur. It was missionary position, but that was all that was needed with someone as fantastic as her!

"Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh, Stan!" she moaned, her fine breasts moving in rhythm, her expressive hands caressing his shoulders. "Ohhh, how worthy you are!"

"Ohhh, Sherri!" he echoed. "I wish I could tell you what I'm feeling. But how do you describe the sublime?"

He would be able to describe it later, newspaper editor that he was. But for now, he abandoned himself to fucking. And he made it last a long time, since he knew he wouldn't get the chance with her again. Orgies were like that.

And was it really more exciting to make it with a beautiful woman than a plain one? Damn right it was!

"Ohhh. Ohhh!" he sighed again, drawing on inner reserves to keep himself from coming and to raise his pleasure to impossible heights.

"Ohhh!" she responded in kind, feeling secretly amazed at how great a lover he'd turned out to be. My, there was nothing like a man who took his time!

But finally he broke, with a stupendous, earth shattering climax that surged from his fingers to his toes. At times like that, it was great to be alive. He pumped volumes of hot, urgent stuff into his rubber, what seemed like enough for three orgasms. His body shook uncontrollably, and his head nodded down toward her as if he would faint, again.

And she came too, just as strongly. She'd been saving up just as he had, so that the ultimate release would be even better. The earth of the football field seemed to move under her sleek back as she came and came and came, with electric charges flowing back and forth along her beautiful naked form. Her rear and her flat belly tightened, her breasts quivered, and she threw back her lovely head and voiced her extreme ecstasy.

"Ohhh, lover!" Sherri went, really wondering how soon she'd find another like him. He had started out so shy, and now this!

"Ohhh, you angel!" Stan shouted, knowing he'd go back to his wife, but that he'd have this memory forever. "Ohhh. Ohhhhh!"

So something special had been made at the orgy, well beyond the physical. It was an argument for more such free events. The "Quinby College Campus Orgy" would become a legend known far beyond its boundaries, and for many years to "come"!

It was an orgy, too. And as the imaginary aerial camera now panned beyond the sex-charged encounters of the happy students and faculty who had originated the thing, it took in a geometrical progression of fucking encounters!

Under the bright lights that had been meant for pep rallies and football, a far better kind of game or athletic event was taking place. At least four hundred people were engaged in intense copulation, many times the number that would have been at a similar event even in the sexy 1960s. The fact that it was happening outdoors made all the difference in the world, since there were that many more people and that much more room. And since safe sex was being practiced, it still could happen, even in the 1990s!

To put it simply-just as hundreds of folks were happily putting it to each other-people were fucking in droves. There were whole lines of young studs copulating with whole lines of nineteen through twenty-two-year old women, some of them even neatly arranged on the yard lines chalked on the grass. There was a sprinkling of teachers, administrators, and town people, too, the older elements surely not being content to be left out.

There was a lot of switching as well, as nubile nymphos, breasts jiggling, and macho men, hard cocks wagging, got up and moved on to further partners. Everything was free, all frustrations were forgotten, all bets were off, all stops were pulled out, and the dark autumn sky was the limit. It was impossible to keep track anymore, but that was good!

In the midst of all the switching, though, some promises were kept. After they did it under a tree, Todd had said he'd fuck with Summer again at the orgy. And Tammy, the other free person who'd first had the idea for the thing, had said she'd take on George, Bill, and Stan once more at the ultimate event. And so, suddenly meeting under the lights after other encounters, they did!

"Hey, guys!" the dark-haired team captain laughed. "Ain't this something? I feel like I could do it all fucking night."

"Me, too," the short, peppy cheerleader agreed, her blonde pussy and creamy thighs wet with her stuff. "That's what freedom does. We've won, man! And I don't even feel strange with it being in public. It's like we've returned to nature, as we should."

"Like, yeah," blonde Summer gushed. "The environment, for sure! But, oooh, now we've got four guys and just us two girls. I mean, how are we gonna deal with that?"

"Simple," her roomie answered, not neglecting to give her a sexy, pussy-rubbing embrace. "We could each take on two, like I noticed Lorna doing, but I've got a better idea. If the guys will just lie down in a row, you and I will administer to their needs-and ours!"

Nor were Todd, George, Bill, and Stan slow to comply. They readily lay back on the soft grass, their dicks pointing at the stars above. Tammy went from one to the next putting on rubbers; what service! And then, as they'd often been serviced by men, she and Summer did that, too.

What a scene it was, as the two sweet roomies squatted, spread, and moved down the line of awestruck guys, fucking and fucking and fucking! If Summer wasn't already a nympho like her friend, she became one at that moment. The two of them also held onto each other's naked shoulders, keeping their balance and exchanging a hot kiss from time to time for good measure.

Their hot, wet pussies took in Todd's cock and George's, then George's and Bill's, then Bill's and Stan's, and so on, and so forth. It was like musical chairs, except that the chairs had dicks on them!

"Oooh!" the airhead Summer squealed. "I feel like I could fuck the whole universe. I feel totally outrageous. And if anyone doesn't think I should be feeling like that, then fuck them!"

"You hit the nail on the head," Tammy agreed. "Fucking is the solution, in the end. That's exactly what we're up to here."

"I don't know about that," grinned Todd, who happened to have the curvy nympho on him at the time. "But you're 'hitting my nail' pretty good. And your 'end' feels great. And speaking of 'up to', I'm up like a maypole!"

"Oh, you," she scolded, giving him a light slap upside the head. "Can't you ever be serious?"

"No," he laughed. "No!"

"Well, shut up then," she giggled. "Shut up-and get fucked!"

And he did, all four guys did, as their vertical dicks were well tended by the two young, tight pussies. With each application, they built higher and higher, until they were ready to come.

It didn't hurt that the girls climaxed several times themselves, their spasming loins exciting their multiple partners even further. Soon everyone was slippery from an absolute flood of female juice!

"Eee. Eee. Eee!" Summer squealed now, positively bouncing from dick to dick, and on them. She was like a young woman who became hysterical at a rock concert, or like someone doing an ultimate kind of exercise. "Eee, I came, I came, I came!"

"I'll alert the media," Tammy joked, delighted as ever by her roommate's spontaneity. But she didn't remain that detached for long, because another squirming, squirting orgasm quickly seized her own snatch!

Then the men went off, one by one. And if they did so like firecrackers, it was a whole string!

"Ungh. Ungh. Ungh. Ungh. Ahhhhh!" Todd gasped, as his gut tightened, his hands clenched at his sides, and he shot a huge, hot load up into his rubber, with Summer's tight, slick pussy around it. "Ahhhhh!"

"Oh, yeah!" George chorused, coming just as copiously in Tammy. "Yeah!"

At that, the blondes did a neat double jump, winding up on Bill and Stan.

"Oh, damn. Ohhhhh!" the hunky guy yelled, lunging upward and pumping a real gusher. "Everybody fucks, and everybody comes!"

"Right on," concurred the newspaper editor, before being rendered speechless by a pulse quickening, teeth-rattling explosion of his own. "That would make a great ad for this orgy!"

So they came and they came, until they couldn't come anymore. It was the best sex anyone could ever remember having, too. And it was as if the strength of the orgasm had been multiplied not only by the number of people in the group, but also by the multitude present around it. In truth, it had been like fucking the universe. It had been one Big O!

In the end, Tammy and Summer collapsed down onto their most recent partners, as everybody panted and heaved. Then they pulled their swollen, totally fucked-out pussies off the sated dicks they were on, and got unsteadily to their feet. The guys got up, too, not being ashamed to admit that they were too tired to get it up in another way!

Indeed, as the group scanned the football stadium, and the imaginary camera did likewise before its eye wandered off into the autumn night, the campus orgy was winding down. The hundreds of freed and deeply satisfied participants were gathering up their clothing-often not even their own, since they couldn't find it on the littered field-and dragging themselves away. All good things had to come to an end, and that was true of 'coming' itself!

Rolf and Dean Rona were leaving, hand in hand after having been pussy in cock. So were Professor Dave and Bonnie, having made love as they could make it so well, and being primed for what could be a lifetime of such encounters.

So, too, was Nancy, now reunited with Summer after who knew what quantity of steamy lesbian encounters? And so were Sherri and Lorna, the former looking more beautiful than ever if it was possible, since sex did that to a person, and the latter appearing to be permanently less detached!

Before long, the field was empty but for a few stray articles of apparel, and the lights were turned out by an old maintenance man who could now truly say he'd seen it all. Quiet night descended as the mass of libertines set out on their homeward way. But the depressions-and the stains-on the grass would remember, as would the earth below for years into the future. Quinby College, and the world for that matter, would never be the same!

"I hear that they're designing a new logo for this place," dark-haired Todd kidded the next evening, as he and blonde Tammy sat once more in a dingy room at the no-tell motel where it had all begun. They had gone there for old times' sake, even though the rules had now been discarded and students could have all the sex they wanted in the dorms-or in faculty apartments.

"What's that?" she inquired cutely. It was so great to have an "after-party"-or in this case, an "after-orgy"-because it made one feel that the best times never had to end. And in addition to letting one come down, it often resulted in an encore!

"Well," he grinned, "it's going to have a football field with five hundred figures on it, male and female. And all of them are going to be fucking!"

"Hey, that would be some logo," she laughed, coming over and plopping her sweet butt down on his lap. They were naked, of course, so she had to make sure not to hurt his dick.

But his dick sprang up between her creamy thighs, and with a shrug of her shoulders reminiscent of Lorna, she raised up and lowered her magic pussy onto it. Now, with her sexy back to him in a tattered armchair, they were still talking, but with him kinkily inside her!

"How about today's game, though?" she went on to ask. "You scored two touchdowns, Bill scored two more, and we won, won, won!"

"Yeah," Todd replied, with a smile of remembered victory. "Quite frankly, I was worried, given that old coaches' tale that if you fucked before a game, you spent all your stuff. But it turned out to be the exact opposite-the sex inspired me and the team. Yeah, you and the other cheerleaders should make it with us before every game. And that 'pep rally' gave us some pep, for sure!"

"But I need a little more pep," Tammy pouted now, wiggling her twat on his tool. "That is, I need you to fuck my brains out, one more time."

"Consider it done," he responded, using his great strength to seize her waist and stand up with his dick still inside her, then walk her over that way to the bed and lay her face-down on it. "Consider it done!"

And it was done, as she raised her rear and he, still standing, began thrusting in earnest. To him, it felt so marvelous to be plunging his manly member into her hot, wet, tight and yellow furred opening, and to her it felt just as great to have his strong young dick working in her.

They were made for each other in more ways than one, and who knew but that they might be moving like this together, and fondly recalling the campus orgy, when they were old and gray!

"Oh. Oh. Oh, God!" Tammy panted, her big round breasts jogging under her, her hard red nipples pointing downward, her sleek back curving and her luscious buns rippling as her lover's hard thighs met them. Her short blonde hair was shaking, her eyes were shut, and her mouth was open in passion. "Oh, God, fuck me!"

"Oh, yeah!" Todd gasped, his hands still holding her waist, his own buns tensing, and his head thrown back in ecstasy at the sweetness of life and sex. "This is it. I'll fuck you. Ohhhhh!"

Then his knees buckled from the sheer power of it, and he fell back onto the floor. But he took her with him as he always would, letting her wild body rest on his, with his manhood still inside her.

And a moment later, it ended as it had begun: just the two of them, as before the orgy, going off to the orgasmic place where all perfect lovers go.

THE END
Campus Orgy ....(84k)    by Jack Macy




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