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Nancy Nympho (MFF, slut, alcohol)
by Nelson Danforth
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Based on my experience with blind dates from high school, I had a
firm policy in college to avoid them like the plague. An evening of
calculus word problems had more appeal to me. During the late winter of
my Junior year in engineering I was given notice by the Professor of
Military Science that as a cadet officer, I was expected to not only
attend, but to have a date for the annual military ball. No problem, I
had a steady girlfriend that enjoyed formal affairs (although I
personally dreaded the whole idea). I asked Kitty to attend and she was
her usual excited and bubbly self. Good, everything was set and I could
enjoy the peace of mind of not having to go out searching for a suitable
date. You see, these formal military get-togethers were a "show-off"
for the big brass and a chance for them to get to know the ROTC cadets
better. The last thing I wanted to do was show up with some mouthy
sorority slut that would embarrass the shit out of me in front of my
superiors. After all I had four years of military service after
college, and I didn't want to start with a bad reputation.
About four days before the "big ball", everything went to hell-in-a-
handbasket! Kitty had her roomie (Carla) phone me to let me know that
she had been invited to a fraternity party by a football star (who I
know), and she accepted. So much for the loyalty of my dear 'ole
steady! "She better hope his pecker is larger than his IQ" I blurted
out over the phone. Carla laughed and said she knows what a tight spot
this puts me in and if she didn't already have a date to the military
ball, she would go with me. Too bad too, because I have always
considered Carla quite an eyeful, and would have enjoyed the chance to
get to know her better. Cute little giggly blondes are my weakness.
However, she said she would check around to see what she could find for
me. I told her "Don't bother, I'm not into blind dates under any
circumstances." I thanked her for the kind thought anyway, and hung up.
Now what? No date, no brownie points with the Professor of Military
Science. Well that's just the way I would have to play it.
Two days went by, and I had kissed off the likelihood of finding a
date, and put the whole thing out of my mind. That afternoon, Carla's
date approached me after chemistry lab and said Carla had found the
"perfect date" for me.
"Oh shit - what the hell's wrong with her? Does she weigh more or less
than a Volkswagen? Does she chew tobacco and spit on the floor? Come
on guy, tell me about her."
"Well -- she is really easy on the eyes, but she has a steady boyfriend,
however he is in college in Iowa, and hasn't been home sine Christmas,
and -- well Nancy just is lonely for company."
"And that's it? No defects, no flea collar?"
"Nope, just a good looking date to get you off the hook."
"Wellll.... OK, but I'll probably kick your ass if things turn to
shit!"
"I promise - she is nice, well built, and intelligent.
"Just gimme' her name and number and let me get on with this."
"No problem - Carla has already told her you would pick her up at the
dorm on Saturday, 6 PM."
Now I was really getting apprehensive, why couldn't I at least make a
pre-judgement over the phone? Oh well, what the hell, the dinner and
dance will only last about four hours, then I can dump her and go out
with the guys for some serious bar hopping.
Saturday at 6 PM sharp, I showed up at the girls dorm, all dressed
in my neatly pressed cadet uniform, bow tie, and highly polished shoes.
The dorm mother was asking who I would like her to call, when I noticed
Carla waving to me from the sitting room. So I walked into the big
lobby area where she had motioned for me to go. She soon appeared with
her date, and what looked like an AMAZON! Shit --- this was my date?
Oh God, she looks big enough to arm wrestle me and my two brothers at
the same time! We were introduced -- and Nancy smiled, shook my hand -
- Jesus what a grip she has! My night was going to be HELL -- !
Well anyway, let's get on with it, too late to back out now. "Since
I'm driving, and my car is in a no parking zone, let's pack out" I
smiled to myself - two big guys, one petite girl, and one Amazon, all in
a Corvair convertible!! This was going to be cozy.
Once inside, I had a chance to get a close look at Nancy - she was
pretty - perfect teeth - coal black hair - light blue eyes - pale white
skin, etc. As a matter of fact she was built like a 'brick shit house',
only bigger! The chatter during the short drive was congenial and
relaxed. I guess Nancy wasn't such a bad deal after all, she just tends
to intimidate guys with her 6'2" height. I'm 6'4", and not accustomed
to looking up at a date even when she is in heels.
After the standard military bullshit of reception lines, and phony
smiles, we were seated in -- you guessed it -- the old pecking order
system. Regular military officers and wives first, then the Senior
cadets next, then Juniors, etc. By the time we were called to take a
seat, we had to hunt around to find someplace where four could sit
together. We found an opening between Colonel Henderson and some Senior
cadet. I motioned for Nancy to be seated beside the Colonel, and I sat
beside her, Carla and her date on my right. OK so far, Nancy quickly
introduced herself to Col. Henderson, before I had a chance to open my
mouth. Oh well, so much for military protocol! She was one forward and
friendly girl. The meal was typically slow in being served, so we had
plenty of time to chatter, and exchange military stories which usually
would bore the dates to tears, but not Nancy. She got right into the
swing of things and bent the Colonel's right ear for nearly 30 minutes.
I doubt if he was really as interested in what she was saying as he was
at eyeballing her massive pair of jugs that produced plenty of cleavage
for his viewing pleasure! Nancy had a way of touching people when she
talked - some people get offish when touched by someone - but not the
way Nancy handles it. She was slapping the Colonel on the thigh to make
a point every now and then. I'm sure his wife noticed. As soon as the
dinner was over, and the dance music started, Mrs. Henderson ushered her
husband out to the dance floor, and they never returned to the table.
Now, Nancy turned all her attention to me, twisting in her chair to the
right, she put her right hand on my left shoulder, and her left hand
slid up to the inside of my left thigh. No damn wonder Mrs Henderson
wouldn't let the Colonel come back to the table! Jesus - this Nancy
was an intelligent conversationalist. I don't care what she talks
about, just as long as she keeps massaging the inside of my thigh. I've
always been quick to get a hard-on, much to my chagrin during my high
school days. But right now I felt it was perfectly acceptable, I was
mesmerized by Nancy, -- OK -- yes by Nancy's big tits -- Nancy's big ass
-- and especially Nancy's probing left hand. Right in the middle of a
discourse on funny people she has for instructors, she halted - looked
me in the eye and said - "God, you're well hung." You better believe
that if that didn't bring me to full erection - nothing would. With
that she continued her chatter just as if it was quite natural for her
to comment on the size of a guy's cock at the dinner table! And yes --
she was stroking my left thigh which now had a very stiff cock trapped
down my left pant leg.
This Amazon was jerking me off while my cock was still in my pants!!
Talk about tuning out the world around me - my entire focus was on her
stroking off my shaft.
Nancy stopped and said, "Let's all head for the dance floor." Jesus
Christ ... here I sit with a rock hard cock hanging down my pant leg,
and she expects me to get up and dance!! Forget it, I said to myself,
let's sit and talk some more - just keep on strokin' baby! Without
really telling her that, she quickly realized her error, and suggested
we split, and take a ride down to the river. Carla agreed, and said she
and her date could only stay for awhile, so Nancy and I would be able to
talk privately the rest of the evening.
After making my way through the crowd to the door - and I'm sure
everyone in the room was looking at my bulging pant leg or so it seemed
- we packed into the Corvair and started out for the river. Nancy was
quick to start messing with my cock while I was driving, and Carla asked
if I would drop her off at the dorm. She said she and her date wanted
to watch a late movie in the lobby. Right! Carla just didn't want to
watch Nancy jerk me off while she was too embarrassed to do the same for
her date.
Well with Carla and what-his-name out of my back seat, Nancy just
became every guys dream date. The door had no sooner slammed shut when
she skillfully lowered my fly and reached in to pull out my cock. She
had a big job getting a nearly fully erected cock out through my
underware, but let me tell you -- she knew the territory. And all
through this she was casually talking about funny stories she picked up
in her lit classes.
After she stroked me to the full 11 inches, she said she had never
been fucked by one that big, but tonight she wanted to get "opened up."
With that she laid over into my lap and tried to swallow me, balls and
all. Hell -- I don't know how I found my way to the river! After
parking, I suggested we get out of the cramped car and grab a blanket
from the trunk, then head for the tree line. Nancy said, "Hell no, it's
too cold, we're staying in the car." So be it. It wasn't the easiest
way to get laid, but I've done it before. Stupid GM engineers could
have at least designed tilting-back front seats for the Corvair! At
least I removed my jacket and shoes and put them in the back seat. Now
I was ready to tangle with an Amazon. Nancy insisted I remove my pants,
so back outside to undress again - now I was going soft with all that
cold air and bare skin. Fortunately Nancy knew how to bring me back to
life - she unfastened the back of her dress, and pulled down the front
letting the biggest pair of jugs I've ever seen, bounce out.
Instant erection! My first thought was to stick my dick between
those beauties, but the cramped front seat and low headroom eliminates
the possibility of any kinky stuff. Once again, she took charge (and I
was not in a position to refuse), she looked me square in the eyes (with
her right hand around my cock), and said, "Fuck me." That's all ...
just, fuck me? Shit yes lady - your wish is my command - besides if I
had refused, she probably would have ripped my cock out by the roots.
The ensuing scramble for the "best position", and most freedom of
movement, is still a blur in my memory. We tossed, turned, moaned and
groaned. Finally --- deep penetration --- she was on top, I was in the
right seat being pounded by her 180+ pounds of solid frame. She was an
ANIMAL, tearing and pulling at my chest hair, biting my neck and
shoulders, while torturing my cock and balls with violent ass pounding.
And don't forget about those big -- BIG beautiful jugs swinging
tantalizingly across my chest and face! I could feel their weight
against my chest when she was on the downstroke. Her nipples were large
(what else?), brown, and erect. Guys -- I'll tell you right now -- no
man could handle one of those jugs with just one hand! Like they say
'It takes two hands to handle a whopper.' Aside from the brutal
hammering her ass was giving my balls, this was the best fuck I have had
yet. The intensity was high enough, but when Nancy came -- she CAME!!
Moaning ... "aaahhh", with her ass stopped on the upstroke, poised up at
the tip of my quivering cock ... then ... SLAM, she impacted her cunt
lips against my swollen balls. With me locked fully up inside her, she
just sat there, shuddering, and giving out little groaning sounds. Her
orgasm was prolonged, but the pain she dealt me had caused me to maintain
control of my load - so there I was "all dressed for the party", and the
"party" seemed to be over. As I pulled out, her cunt held on tightly,
and made a sucking sound when the head popped out.
Believe it or not, now I was in control. Nancy was no longer giving
me orders. She was as docile as a big teddy bear. I snapped the right
door handle and told her to get out. She obeyed. "Get all your clothes
off." She obeyed - no longer aware of the cold night air. I removed a
blanket from the trunk, and spread it on the ground. "Get on your hands
and knees." Again, she obeyed. I can't remember my dick ever being any
harder, it was throbbing with desire. My balls now felt better, and
were ready to explode. Nancy's cunt was ready, as I knelt behind her
letting the tip be her first sensation of being touched by me. I
wrapped my right hand around the base and slapped the big intruder
against her swollen cunt lips. She jerked forward, then dropped to her
elbows shoving her ass higher for my entrance. I will never forget the
thrill of fucking her like a dog. Lights from passing cars on the
highway momentarily illuminated the most erotic fuck scene I have ever
been in. There I was, buck naked, in a frequently traveled area, in 40
degree weather, and getting the piece of ass of a lifetime!
I pumped with the intensity of a pile driver for several minutes -
then I froze in the grip of a mind-blowing load release. I just held my
cock motionless inside her fiery cunt - and let it all go - jerk
after shattering jerk. Nancy moaned - wiggled her ass, arched her back,
lowered it - pressing her cunt tight against my balls - and came again.
This time it was a natural, gentle orgasm. She went limp, face down on
the blanket - I followed her, not wanting to pull out. We lay there for
several minutes, then I felt ice cold. I had actually been sweating, now
I was about to freeze my ass off. We managed to dress in the car, but
we didn't bother to put on everything, just a few outer garments. To
hell with underware!
Nancy was quiet now - pensive - almost withdrawn. She didn't talk
on the short drive back to the dorm. I didn't feel much like it either.
We sat in the parking lot beside the dorm for quite awhile, then she
said "Do you think we can top this on our next date?" I was slow at
coming up with a neat answer - I thought of several snappy comebacks,
but settled on a simple "Yes." She smiled, gathered up her stray
clothes, and exited the car. I hurried out to catch up and walk with
her. She seemed to be very relaxed, and I felt like I had known her
much longer than one day. We said nothing. Once in the dorm lobby she
put her things down on a chair, wrapped her arms around me, and said she
will write to her boyfriend in Iowa to let him know she wants to end
their relationship. It happens to all of us sooner or later; last week
I got dumped, and now because of me, some poor schmuk in Iowa is getting
the ax.
I'm afraid this was the start of a wild relationship for me. I
forgotten about Kitty, as a matter of fact, I never even tried to date
her again. My mind raced with the thought of what Nancy and I could do
on our next encounter.
I only let two days go by before I called Nancy at the dorm. She
was happy to hear from me, and said she had dreamed up a neat date idea
for Friday night, but wanted to surprise me when I arrived. "Just wear
anything old and bring some beer". Friday night now seemed a year away.
My mind wandered while in lectures. I'd look at some foxy broad, and
imagine how her bare tits would look. Shit - I was horny just knowing
Nancy was going to stretch my cock to the limits when we got alone next
time.
The magic day arrived none too soon, and I felt the pent up desire
building in my groin as I entered the girls dorm lobby. I felt up to
the challenge of things to come. There waiting for me was Nancy and
Carla. I figured whats-his-name would be along soon to pick up Carla.
After a few seconds of chat, I realized it would just be the three of us
on a mystery (at least to me) date. We were to drive out to Carla's
parents house which overlooked the river, and go on a canoe trip. Well
it sure sounded fun, but I was wondering how we were going to lose our
little tag-along blonde so Nancy and I could get into some serious
positions.
Carla's parents were very cordial, offering to fix us sandwiches for
the canoe outing. All went well. Carla was experienced with a canoe,
so Nancy sat in the middle while Carla and I paddled. We spent quite
some time trying to paddle up a long stretch of shallow rapids, but
finally decided to get out and wade if we were going to make any
headway. When we got into deeper and calmer water, we pulled up on
shore to put our shoes back on and just sit, chat and have some beer.
Nancy came right out and told me about the real surprise, "Carla has
never had a cock". Nancy thought it would be devilish fun to show her
how to get laid. WOW! My head was swimming now.
"You mean we will give her a demo?"
"Sure, why not? If you aren't up to it I can find someone else."
"I'll do it, but ..."
"Don't worry, this place is a long way from any houses, we have
blankets, cushions, and beer, so let's DO IT."
Carla just sat and starred while Nancy stripped bare. I was slow to
undress, because I was intent upon watching Nancy's great body appear.
What a woman! Big, BIG jugs, and not sagging at all, narrow waist, and
a big firm ass that rode high and proud. She must do some sort of
athletics, because her legs were strong, and solid looking. I later
learned that she was on the school tennis team, and had one hell-of-a
serve.
"Sooo ... ", Nancy said, "... how about some participation from Mr
Stud?"
"Oh ... well I ... drifted off in dreamland looking at you."
"Cut the excuses, and get that thing out!"
I was sitting on the ground, and Nancy moved over to stand above me,
with legs spread apart. She parted her glistening black pussy hairs
with her fingers, exposing a big wet cunt, and a clit that looked like a
small one inch penis. Taking the clit between two fingers, she press
downward making it stand straight out.
"Suck it!", she ordered. "Maybe you need something to do while your
cock wakes up."
I have never sucked a clit that looked so much like a little dick,
but I wasn't about to turn squeamish now. At least not with the promise
of the wild things to come if I did a good job. I moved my face forward
slowly, but not fast enough for Nancy. She grabbed the back of my head
with both hands, and slammed my face into her wet cunt lips. Sucking
that little thing put me in control of her entire body. It was the
trigger of her emotions. I would go rapidly, and she would moan, bend
her knees, and pump her ass back and forth. I would let up and suck
slowly, and she would stand straight, and rigid, arching her chest
forward making her tits hang over me like a canopy. Unless Nancy gave
me another order, I was going to eat her pussy until she came. The
moaning, the pussy taste, and the delightful aroma of sex, turned my
sleepy cock into a raging erection. Now I was letting it do the
thinking for me, as usually happens when it gets hard! I pulled my wet
face away from her smoldering cunt, stood up, and kissed her. She
licked my lips, cheeks, and chin, savoring my gift of her pussy juice.
One sharp bite on my neck told me I had better do something quickly, or
she would rip my clothes to shreds. I took a step back, pulled off my
pants, then my undershorts. My dick sprang out at full attention. Now
it was Nancy's turn to suck something. She dropped to her knees in
front of me, and clutched my balls in her left hand, and with her right
hand around the base of my cock, guided it into her mouth. After
licking and playing around with it, she swallowed the whole thing, right
up to my balls, and just remained there for several seconds, gently
shaking her head from side to side. As she pulled back to take in some
air, I could feel the head of my cock pop past her tight throat muscles.
Never before had any girl been able to (or at least willing to) swallow
my entire 11" cock. Having grown up with it, I never really considered
it to be any larger than normal, but after becoming sexually active with
girls, I realized from their reactions that they considered it to be the
biggest they had ever seen. At least I hoped it was!
Nancy was just ignoring Carla to this point. And from the dazed
look on her face, she wanted to be left alone. She had two empty beer
cans beside her, and a third in her hand. Although Kitty and I had
double dated with Carla in the past year, I never saw her consume more
than one beer in an entire evening. She sure was different today!
Nancy saw me looking at Carla, and pulled away from my cock, looked
at Carla, smiled, pointed my cock toward her, and said. "Carla ... want
some?" Carla meekly shook her head no, and looked away.
"Damn it, you're supposed to get involved in the action like you
promised several days ago."
Carla didn't respond. "OK, Carla, just watch how a real woman
fucks! Come on Stud, put it to me."
I watched her intently as she leaned backward, and spread her legs.
Wow, she was actually going to let me be on top? What a pleasant
surprise! I was sure that I was going to undergo another ball smashing
from her ass pounding on top of me.
My pole quickly, and smoothly slid into her swollen cunt. God, what
a fucking machine she was! She raised her legs up to rest them on my
shoulders, and squeeze my ears. That position gave me super deep
penetration. Nancy grimaced as my cock pounded repeatedly against her
cervix. The head of my cock felt the resistance of the deepest part of
her inner cunt. Her massive breasts lay large and rounded on her chest
like pink balloons filled with jello. They swayed up and down with each
pounding thrust from my pile driving ass. My eyes were fixed on their
motion, and my cock was feeling the pleasure of a wanton hot cunt. It
was bringing me too close to cumming - I needed to cool down, and
prolong the action, so I pulled out slowly allowing just the flared head
to remain covered by her cunt lips. Holding that position, I reached
down with my right hand, and stirred my throbbing cockhead around the
entrance of her dripping folds. I was slimy from her juice, and it felt
good in my hand. I instinctively gave it a few jacks, just to enjoy the
lubrication. Nancy wiggled, and moaned with a prelude to orgasm, as I
slid the full length of my shaft over the top of her clit, allowing my
balls to rest tight against her wet cunt lips. My whole cock protruded
at a 45 degree angle above her belly. She lifted her head to get a good
look at my engorged rod. Her eyes were fixed, her mouth was open, and
she was breathing deeply. The only words she spoke were. "Fuck me hard,
hurt me!" That did it. I really doubt if I hurt her, but I sure tried
to shove my cock through her cunt up to her throat. She came very
quickly, bucking so hard that I slipped out several times. She was a
raging, orgasmic animal. When she calmed down, I became fully aware
that I hadn't come yet; my balls were still tense, my cock was as stiff
as ever. I stood up, looked down at her face, smiled, and moved up to
place my cunt juice slickened pole between her huge jugs. She assisted
me by holding her monsters in tight as I pumped in the deep crevice.
The tip of my cock slammed repeatedly against the underside of her chin.
I knew that when I finally shot my load, I would be able to cover her
neck, and face. What an erotic thought! I wanted to see my cum
dripping from her face.
Nancy rolled her head sideways to call to Carla, "Hey, come here,
get a close look at this!" Carla didn't respond. She was asleep on a
blanket, with four empty beer cans beside her. "Damn it, she's going to
miss all the fun, ... but then ... maybe not. Get off of me!" she
whispered. Nancy pushed me away, got to her feet, and walked over to
Carla, knelt down beside her, and poked her. Nothing - stone drunk.
Nancy motioned for me to come over to Carla, and get down on my knees
beside her. "We're going to give her something to wake up to." With
that, Nancy got down and started sucking my cock while I was poised
above Carla's head. She jacked, sucked, licked, and kissed me up to the
brink of explosion, then looked up at me and asked, "Are you ready?" I
nearly shouted, "Shit yes, just get me off before I pass out from back
pressure!" She gave me one last long deep suck, then started some
skillful jacking, aiming it at Carla's face. Then ... oh-my-god ... a
load was on its way from the fiery depths of hell - pulsing out the head
of my cock. Spurt after fantastic spurt. I wish my whole body could
have melted down and come out the head of my dick! Nancy cradled my
balls in one hand and continued to jack, and aim my spurting cock at
Carla's cute face. She was now splattered with thick white cum. Globs
were stuck in her blonde hair. Stringers were dripping over her lips
and chin. Nancy squealed with glee at the sight, and licked my cock
head clean, stood up, gave me a cum juicy kiss, fit my cock between her
legs, and whispered in my ear, "I'm going to have you pop Carla's cherry
yet, maybe on our next date."