("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
               _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
              ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
            K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
 	   _________________________________________
                            WARNING!
	   This text file contains sexually explicit
	   material. If you do not wish to read this
	   type of literature, or you are under age,
	   PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
 	   _________________________________________




		   Scroll down to view text


















-------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2014. Please
do not remove the author information nor make any 
changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you 
for your consideration.
-------------------------------------------------------

The Education of Jennifer - 2
by Zula (no address provided)

***

A young inexperienced girl goes off to college from a 
small farming town and receives an education not 
found in the textbooks. (MMF, nc, rp, 1st, bd, 
blkmail, huml)

***

Part 2

Jennifer arrived early for the meeting on Monday 
afternoon and found a table with benches across the 
walk from the library. It was a cool October day and 
the sun refused to show through the grey skies. It 
was a mood that matched her own. She had slept only 
fitfully over the weekend; the fear and uncertainty 
gnawing at her soul causing her to wake many times in 
the night. So much had happened. 

She had lost her virginity to someone she didn't 
remember. She suspected that she might have had sex 
with several men. She could feel her face turning red 
with embarrassment as thought of Jasmine spanking her 
bare bottom and fingering her. The erotic excitement 
of the black woman dominating her and kissing her 
like she had never been kissed before. The intense 
thrill returned and she could feel her pussy 
moistening. She closed her eyes for a moment and let 
the warm emotion roll over her. 

She glanced at her watch. It was 2 pm. She wondered 
who the man would be. Would she remember him at all 
from the party once she saw him? Did he fuck her? 
Funny how she now thought of that being the term for 
her first sexual experience. Her mother would wash 
Jennifer's mouth out with soap if she had uttered 
such a word. What if he was the one who took her 
virginity? What would she say to him? What could she 
say? Have a nice time, buddy? Was it good for you... 
because I sure don't remember! Jennifer felt a tear 
build in the corner of her eyes. 

Another glance at her watch showed ten minutes had 
passed. She scanned faces as other people wandered 
past, but none stopped. Frustrated at waiting and 
wanting to get the ordeal over with, Jennifer opened 
her text book and binder and began to make the notes 
she should have done during the weekend. 
Occasionally, she would check for someone waiting 
outside the library doors. It was nearly 2:30. What 
if he didn't come? Should she go to her 3pm class? A 
tap on her shoulder startled her. Jennifer hadn't 
heard the man approaching from behind. As she turned, 
a look of horror swept across her face. 

A grinning Karl Malachuk was looking down at her and 
in his hand was a large paper bag. "Hi ya, Princess. 
I didn't know you were such a wild party girl!"

Karl moved around and sat facing her, keeping the 
paper bag beside him. Jennifer couldn't bear to look 
him in the face. It was a nightmare that she had 
never thought of. No... she didn't want this to be 
real. Not him... not him, please!

"So been spreading your legs for anyone else lately, 
Princess, or are you only doing the college party 
scene on Friday nights? Nice to see your cunt finally 
thawed out!"

Jennifer couldn't respond. Instead she tried to wrap 
her coat tighter around her body. A tear of 
embarrassment seeped down her cheek. She despised 
Karl Malachuk. For years he had been the teenage boy 
ringleader in high school. Jennifer thought she had 
escaped him and their constant vulgarity and 
crudeness by going to college. What was he doing 
here? What had he seen?

He pulled her leather purse out of the paper bag. 
"Been missing this, Jenny?"

Not speaking, she hurriedly grabbed it off the table 
and immediately rifled through it. Her wallet was 
there, but not her phone. She looked up in panic and 
saw he was holding it. "Looks like you've missed a 
few calls from Mummy."

He passed her the phone and the paper bag. Inside 
were her shoes, but no bra and no panties. She was 
almost relieved. The last thing she wanted to think 
about was Karl Malachuk handling her intimate 
underwear and checking out her bra size. 

"What? No thank you, Princess?" laughed Karl.

As much as it pained her, Jennifer looked at his 
smirking face and said in a quiet, little girl voice, 
"Thank you... I've got to go... to classes now."

Before she could stand up, he put a hand on her 
forearm. "Not so fast, sweet buns. We need to talk."

"Talk?"

"Yup, talk."

"About?"

"About how photogenic you are when you are bare-assed 
naked with your legs spread w-i-d-e open and wanting 
all the boys to fuck you. Something you should have 
been doing a long time ago down by the lake instead 
of acting like a little stuck-up cunt."

Jennifer's mouth fell open as he slid a photograph 
out his pocket and put it in front of her. 
Her heart nearly stopped. There was no doubt it was 
her at the party. Her heavy eyes were slightly open, 
looking at the camera. There was a beer in her hand. 
Oh God, she had never had a beer in her life. 
Jennifer cringed as she looked at the picture of her 
laying back in an easy chair; her legs spread wide 
over the arms and her hairy pussy split open. Her 
tiny breasts and hard nipples were on full display. 

All she could moan was, "no...no...no!"

"Oh, yeah! Wait until the gang back in Minara see 
these."

"Oooohhh! No! Please..." She stopped as he dropped 
another photo in front of her. It confirmed her worse 
fears. And then photo after photo was laid out in 
front of her with Karl's crude commentary. She began 
crying as the full realization of that night unfolded 
before her eyes. 

The party... ooh! God, the party... Jennifer felt so 
tired. Her legs were wobbly as she collapsed on the 
easy chair behind her. She couldn't even read what 
time it was on her watch. Where was Julie? Her 
eyesight was blurry. She saw a shadowy figure lean in 
towards her and felt his warm lips on hers. A tongue 
tried to force its way into her mouth. She attempted 
to push him away, moaning, "No!" but her arms felt so 
weak. She tried to protest but her words sounded 
slurred and feeble. She felt a heavy hand feeling her 
breast and trying to twist her nipple through the 
dress. She grimaced without being able to speak. 

Her heavy eyes and drowsiness began to overtake her. 
She could feel, but she couldn't react. Her head 
slowly slumped forward onto her chest. Someone was 
pulling her head back by her hair. Jennifer moaned. 
She couldn't see the people moving around her... she 
heard them talking and laughing. What were they 
saying? They were touching her, but she couldn't 
move. She wanted to cry out for Julie, but couldn't. 

Glancing across the room, Gabriella saw Julie on the 
couch. Her blue blouse was already down around her 
waist and her bra hung open at the front. The men on 
either side of her were enjoying her 32b tits; 
suckling and biting hard on her nipples and fleshy 
breasts. She was unable to move or defend herself. 
Her head was back and eyes closed as she moaned and 
the two men worked her over. 

The other girl, Jackie, whom Gabby knew slightly from 
other parties, was down on her knees sucking 
someone's cock with great relish. From the kitchen, 
she was being cheered on by some of men who were 
watching the action but not ready to participate. 
There was no hurry if you didn't mind sloppy seconds. 
Besides none of the cunts in the other room were 
going anywhere soon.

Turning, Gabriella watched the man let go of 
Jennifer's hair and begin to unbutton the girl's 
black dress. She moved to help him. Easing Jennifer 
forward, they slid the dress off her shoulders and up 
her arms. He dropped it by the chair while Gabby 
unhooked the helpless girl's lacy bra. As he tugged 
at her white nylon panties, Jennifer slid helplessly 
down the easy chair. 

They came off exposing her dark blonde pubic hair. 
Dropping the panties, his fingers dove into the 
exposed muff causing Jennifer to groan in pain at the 
invasion. "Gently... gently," chided Gabriella as she 
moved the impatient young man to one side and moved 
between Jennifer's bare legs. 

"Aaah! Shit! She's tit-less like a little boy," he 
exclaimed as Gabby removed the bra and exposed 
Jennifer's small 32a breasts from their cups. 

"Baby's got lovely titties for a little girl," said 
Gabriella, leaning forward to gently tweak a nipple 
with her lips. Turning her head to face him, she 
pulled her blouse over her head and said, "...But if 
you want a real woman's tits and cunt, help yourself. 
Her bra-less 34c breasts rose and fell in a soft 
jiggling motion as she moved. He didn't need a second 
invitation, or waste any time sliding in behind 
Gabriella. His meaty hands grabbed and kneaded the 
large soft jugs making Gabby groan in delight. 

"Ooh! Yes... You magnificent bastard... Let me just 
have one lick of Baby's little pussy," she pleaded, 
"and then fuck me." She leaned forward and pushed 
Jennifer's legs back until they were draped over the 
chair arms and moved her face into the girl's pussy. 
 
It was nearly 11:30 and Karl Malachuk had ditched his 
Friday night date. The stupid bitch, he muttered to 
himself. She had played the 'hard to get' and 'I'm a 
good girl' routine. Fuck you! Since arriving for his 
welding course at the technical college in September, 
he had hooked up with a dozen girls and women. Some 
were passable fucks... some were dogs... and some, 
like this last one, were useless cunts. 

As much as he enjoyed the hunt for new conquests, 
Karl missed his gang and the easy access to pussy 
back in Minara. Unlike the city girls, they knew 
their position in life: flat on their backs with 
their legs spread, or on their knees sucking cock - 
no questions asked; no consideration given.

With night still being young, he decided to drop 
around to a fellow course student's house; one the 
guy shared with his older brother. They were throwing 
a party. Perhaps he could troll up a blowjob or a 
quick fuck. If nothing else, perhaps some beer and 
weed. Lord knows he missed his regular supplier in 
Minara, the Mayor's son Jimmy Russell.

Karl Malachuk didn't bother announcing his entry. The 
front door was wide open and the smell of marijuana 
and loud music floated out the door. He thought he 
heard a girl moaning, "Fuck me... oohhh! Fuck me!" 
'Oh yeah, man!' he thought, Nirvana, 'yeah,' Pussy & 
Pot... the night was already looking up!

Karl took a deep breath, enjoying the familiar smell 
and surveyed the scene in the living room. A girl 
sucking cock. Another on the couch being spread wide 
and two men sucking her tits and frigging her cunt. A 
naked girl by herself in an easy chair with her legs 
draped wide open over the arms and at her feet, a 
loud, hot bitch with big tits taking it doggy style 
in the cunt. 

His eyes swept back to the naked girl in the easy 
chair. She looked familiar. "Ohh... je-sus christ!!" 
he exclaimed, not believing his eyes. "'Ooh, Yes! 
There is a Lord!!" 

It was Jennifer Russell, laying back with not a 
stitch of clothing; her legs spread as if waiting for 
him! It was almost positively obscene; all she had on 
was a pair of black shoes and an open pussy. He 
fumbled for his cell phone.

She was looking right at him but her glassy eyes 
didn't seem to register. He stepped over the two 
fucking at her feet and grabbed the beer can beside 
them. "Here you go, sweet lips," he said as he 
pressed the beer can into her hand. She tried to say 
something, but she only mumbled incoherently. At 
least she didn't drop the can. 

Karl always knew she had small tits as he tweaked the 
nipples, making them harder. That had been obvious 
even in her one piece bathing suit that she used to 
wear down at the lake. Well other than moan, she 
didn't complain when he pulled at her tits. Wondering 
when she got the pearl belly ring, he snapped several 
pictures. How long had she been offering up pussy?

Karl quickly dropped his pants and underwear. Moving 
forward, he pried her legs further open; making sure 
they stayed over the arms of the chair. Jennifer's 
moist hair-fringed slit was partially open and moist. 
Perfect, he thought as he shucked his shirt. His hand 
found his cock and pumped it a few times. Shit! He 
was already hard just looking at her. 'Jesus', he 
thought, 'I've waited so long for this and now the 
Ice Princess is waiting with open arms and legs to be 
fucked! Girl, it about time you met Mr. Man!' 

Sinking between her soft thighs, Karl pressed his 
hard cock head against her cunt. Giving a grunt, he 
pushed between her pussy lips. He poked and groaned. 
God! She was tight inside and dry. He desperately 
tried some short stabs to force his way in but 
something was blocking his way. Puzzled, he tried 
again and failed. He spit on his fingers and ran them 
up her slit, enjoying her moaning and short, labored 
breathing. 

When he tried to penetrate deeply into her cunt, 
there was definitely something blocking his way until 
he found a narrow gap. 'What the hell?' It slowly 
dawned on him. The Ice Princess, was still a virgin. 
'God loves me!' thought Karl; 'God truly loves me!' 
He wasn't just going to fuck her, he was going to pop 
Jennifer Russell's cherry.'

He stood up and ignoring the spent young man next to 
the girl at his feet, he poked Gabriella with his 
foot. "Hey, bitch do you know how to operate a cell 
phone camera?"

Slightly disappointed with the spent man who had been 
fucking her so briefly, she nodded, yes. Gabby had 
never seen this young man at any of the parties but 
she was very aware of Karl's thick cock dangling in 
front of her face and thinking that he might want her 
to suck it. She wouldn't mind. 

"Good! I want you to take some action shots while I 
fuck this cunt. But first I want you to lick her 
pussy until she is good and wet. Just use your tongue 
inside her pussy, not your fingers! " he warned, not 
even thinking the woman would decline.

Gabby took one look into his eyes and realized she 
didn't want to mess with this guy. There was 
something crazy about the way he was looking at 
Jennifer. He was obvious bad news. She crawled 
between Jennifer's legs and split the pussy lips with 
her fingers. Her tongue slid up the slit to the 
girl's clitoris. 

Jennifer groaned and slowly her knees came up 
clasping Gabby's head as she writhed under the 
sensitive touch. Her hands held the woman's black 
hair as she instinctively pulled the face tighter to 
her pussy without even knowing she was doing so. Her 
feet drummed softly against Gabriella's back as she 
hunched forward unknowingly, moaning with pleasure 
against the tongue as it snaked further into her 
snatch. It made for a great video.

"Enough!" Karl tugged Gabriella back. A whimper of 
disappointment spewed from Jennifer's lips when the 
sensation stopped. Her hand dropped to her own pussy 
and a stiff finger slid along the moist swollen lips 
of her cunt. Karl gave Gabby the phone, explaining 
what he wanted.

Jennifer gasped at the feel of the cock against her 
entrance. The fat plump head of Karl's cock slid past 
the lips of her vagina, pushing deeper until it hit 
her hymen and stopped. She trembled and shook as she 
felt herself being stretched. Her hands instinctively 
went up to his shoulders, trying push him back, but 
Karl raised himself higher and pulled her bent legs 
directly under him. 

Grasping her ankles, he bent them back until her 
knees rested on her small tits. With a sudden lunge 
he let his entire weight bear down and his shaft 
pierced the girl's maidenhead. Jennifer's eyes and 
mouth popped wide open as he broke through her hymen. 
She cried out through gritted teeth at the sudden 
pain. "Aaaaggghhhh!" 

'God! She's so nice and tight!' Karl thought as 
pushed deeper. Her cunt gripped his cock like a 
smooth, hot glove. There was no better feeling than 
knowing he had just smashed Jennifer Russell's 
virginal cherry - and no other man would have that 
opportunity for the rest of her life, no matter what 
she wanted to think. He grunted and groaned as he 
thrust his long thick shaft all the way home. He 
didn't wait for her to adjust to the new reality in 
her pussy; he just began pump away, ignoring the 
young girl's whimpers as she lay helplessly 
underneath him.

Karl didn't care; he was too busy enjoying the pussy 
wrapped around his pumping shaft. Grunting with each 
thrust into her incredibly warm sheath, he suddenly 
stiffened and then jerked uncontrollably as his cock 
spewed and emptied into her. 

Karl slumped between her legs and heavily onto her 
soft tits. He could feel the wild beat of her heart 
and soft panting in his ear as he caught his own 
breath. He lay there enjoying her soft warmth. for 
Looking up he saw Gabriella stop taking the video and 
another man standing impatiently beside her. He 
nodded and accepted the phone from her. 

Then after a few moments he pulled out and stood up. 
He laughed to himself looking down at Jennifer as he 
wiped his cock clean on her black dress. Lying there 
with her legs splayed apart, a trickle of cum and a 
stain of blood oozed out of her red slash. It ran 
down her hairy crack and exposed asshole. 

There was no doubt she had been well and truly been 
fucked by Mr. Man. Seeing the white panties down by 
the side of the easy chair, Karl took them and 
smelled Jennifer's intimate scent. Smiling, he 
carefully used them to wipe her slit, staining them 
with the small trickle of blood and cum before 
putting them in his discarded trouser pocket. 

Most of the men in the kitchen had finally roused 
themselves from smoking weed and watching the 
basketball game. Gabriel was already being bent over 
the sofa arm and fucked. The other men were scoping 
out which girl they wanted to use. "Hey, buddy," one 
asked Karl," you finished with this one?"

"All yours! She's got a nice tight cunt with low 
mileage; just no tits," laughed Karl, as the man 
spread Jennifer's legs apart. He scanned the photos 
on his phone. The woman had taken some good ones. 
Especially, the one where his hard cock was splitting 
her swollen pink lips and driving deep into 
Jennifer's cunt. Her face had been turned up to his 
with her hands gripping his shoulders. Another showed 
his cock in her cunt and a thick smear of white cum 
tinged with blood sliding out of her vagina and down 
the crack of her ass.

The man had pulled Jennifer farther down the chair 
and had her legs over his shoulders. His thick stubby 
cock was already pistoning into her lubricated 
channel. Karl looked across at Gabriella and debated 
fucking her if he had the chance. She had great tits 
and she seemed to enjoy being ridden, but with a 
small group waiting their turn, he decided to check 
out the others. Before he could really inspect their 
wares, especially the young brunette, someone 
shouted, "Cunt Couch Conga." 

Karl watched as the girls moved or were carried to 
the big leather couch. Gabriella and Jackie helped to 
prop up young brunette and blonde girls as they knelt 
in a row on the couch with their heads and arms over 
the low back. As Karl watched, men scrambled quickly 
to get their preferred partner and position. There 
were only two men left out. One became the Master of 
Ceremonies and Karl was happy just to take pictures. 
No one seemed to object.

Each female had a man behind her and one in front. 
Gabriella and Jackie were both quick to start fucking 
and sucking enthusiastically, encouraging their men 
on. The less experienced girls, Julie and Jennifer, 
were being hammered with a cock up their pussies, but 
gagging and choking on the cocks being thrust down 
their throats. 

After two minutes came the command, "To the right - 
Change round!" And everyone shifted to the right by 
one spot. Karl admired its simplicity. Every woman 
was getting a new guy in her pussy and mouth. The 
object was to make the men cum and the winning woman 
would be the one who succeeded in draining the most 
men. The winning man was the last who hadn't come. He 
allowed to stop if he wanted to and choose any of the 
women to finish dumping his load.

Kirk made sure he documented Jennifer receiving each 
new partner. Unfortunately from his viewpoint, she 
was not really into it when it came to sucking cock. 
Her eyes were shut and her head had to be held up by 
her hair as she was mouth fucked by the men - but she 
was ridden hard in her tight pussy from behind. Karl 
took a few pictures to of the young brunette, whose 
eyes were glazed and half closed, but at least she 
did a passable job of sucking the meat being shoved 
down her throat. 

The conga nearly went all the way around the couch 
before it collapsed with the last of the men spurting 
their loads except for one. Jennifer claimed two of 
them unintentionally with her tight cunt, but it was 
Gabriella who claimed the win with two blowjobs and a 
load dumped in her pussy. 

The Men's winner was Jemar, the muscular black guy 
that Gabriella was hoping would choose her. But he 
didn't. He walked over to the couch and picked up 
Julie who was unable to stand by herself. He bent her 
over the couch arm with her feet on the floor and her 
head of seat cushion. 

Using his hand, he scooped the cum dripping from her 
pussy and smeared it on her asshole. She moaned as 
two thick fingers pressed against her rectum. One 
finger pressed deeper into her crack. In her daze as 
Jemar began to thrust his fingers in and out, Julie's 
head arched back under the assault as she tried to 
escape. 

Jemar moved forward between Julie's legs and pressed 
them further apart. Spreading her ass cheeks with his 
hand he ran his thick black cock up and down the 
girl's crack. The hot tip found the moist opening and 
he pushed in. Julie's head snapped up and her eyes 
rolled back as she felt through her mind's haze her 
asshole rip. 

The black thick cock sank into her until Jemar's 
pubic hair was pressed against her white ass cheeks. 
With short and slow movements at first, Jemar began 
to move it in and out of Julie's asshole. Then with 
longer strokes, he pulled her hips back and forth.

Using Julie's discarded panties to clean her snatch, 
Gabby slid down the wall and gratefully accepted the 
bong being passed around while she watched Julie 
taking the big black cock up the ass. Jackie wandered 
off to join the men in the kitchen for a beer and a 
hit of something harder.

Karl took several quick picture as the black cock 
rammed into Julie and then turned his attention back 
to Jennifer. His Ice Princess was still draped semi-
conscious over the back of the couch and held in 
position by the arm of the couch. She had lost her 
shoes while being fucked. He stood behind her 
admiring the firm shape of Jennifer's buttocks and 
the pink cunt flesh that gaped open between her 
splayed legs. Her curly blonde pubic hair was matted 
and damp with globs of cum which ran down her thighs 
onto the couch. He took a picture and then knelt 
behind her. 

Taking his cock in his hand, Karl rubbed it along her 
slippery, gaping slit. This time he had no problem 
sliding full length into her very well fucked pussy. 
She was no longer the tight little cherry of less 
than forty minutes before. Her pussy was mushy and 
slick with other men's cum mixed with his own. 

Karl didn't mind, in fact he smirked at the thought. 
The Ice Princess would probably be showing a baby 
bump in the New Year and all hell would break loose 
in Minara. He was sure that the prissy, church-going 
Mrs Russell hadn't put her daughter on the pill. 
Happy he hummed to himself as he began a rhythmic 
plunging of his cock into her well used cunt, 'Back 
in the saddle again..." and smacking her buttocks 
with his hand. 

Having shot his load, the black man pulled out of 
Julie's ravaged ass and let her slowly crumple off 
the arm of the chair until she was curled up in a 
fetal position on the floor. The brunette was moaning 
and holding her hands between her legs. Karl laughed 
at the sight and grinned at Jemar as he smacked 
Jennifer's butt again and drove his cock into her. He 
admired her red ass cheeks. "Get along little 
doggie."

It took a long time for Karl to cum the second time, 
but he enjoyed the ride better than the first - 
especially when he would slap her backside and she 
would push back onto his cock moaning. The loud wet, 
sucking and squelching noise from her cunt rose over 
the slapping of hips and belly against the upturned 
white ass cheeks. 

The party wound down quickly after that. Gabriella 
asked the men if she could get a ride back to the 
college dorms with her two young companions. Most of 
them were too wasted or didn't have a vehicle. When 
Karl quickly offered to do it, she wasn't going to 
say no. 

Gabby dressed quickly; corralling her large breasts; 
refastening her bra and sliding on her panties. She 
used her foot to rouse Julie. Handed her dress, Julie 
struggled to sit up, not sure what was going on or 
where she was. She only knew her bottom hurt. Her 
eyes were still unfocused as she stared at the dress 
and then tried to put it on. She didn't notice that 
the buttons weren't lined up properly. 

Leaving Julie to do the best she could with her 
dress, Gabby quickly found her own blouse and skirt. 
Putting them on and her shoes, Gabriella watched 
their driver grab Jennifer's black dress from the 
easy chair and slide her arms through the sleeves. He 
didn't bother doing up the buttons or looking for her 
underwear. 

Instead, he picked the small blonde girl up and 
hoisted her over his shoulder. He smirked as he 
balanced her on his shoulder and ran a finger up her 
ass. He gave Gabriella a look that said 'Come on, 
let's go!' as he started towards the door. Grabbing 
Julie's shoes and purse, Gabby helped her from the 
floor and supported her outside to a beat up minivan 
in the driveway. 

Karl wasn't very proud of the vehicle - a Minivan for 
Christ's sake! - but it did its job and had been free 
from his father. The rear seats of the minivan had 
been taken out so he could carry welding equipment 
and boxes. He slid the side door open and lowered 
Jennifer face up onto the floor with her dress wide 
open before turning to push Julie in. She collapsed 
in a tired heap on the van floor beside her semi-
conscious friend. 

It took about twenty minutes to reach their 
destination. Other than the occasional moan in the 
back and the country western music playing on the 
vehicle's cd, no one said anything except when 
Gabriella was giving him directions to the college 
dorm. 

Karl sniggered as he watched the three stagger away 
from vehicle across the lawn to the main doors of the 
women's dorm. Gabriella was supporting Jennifer, who 
was bare footed and dress still wide open, while 
trying to guide Julie who couldn't walk a straight 
line. More than once Jennifer fell, pulling a 
frustrated Gabby down. 

Finally Julie made it to the doors on her own and 
disappeared, while the other two struggled after her. 
'What a night, Princess!' he thought as his hand felt 
the soft nylon panties in his trouser pocket and 
reliving the moment he had broken Jennifer Russell's 
long protected cherry. A fine souvenir for the trophy 
cabinet in Minara. The gang would be impressed.

The cool wind blowing outside the library chilled 
her, but it wasn't just the wind. Her ashen face 
couldn't look at Karl. The evidence was on the bench 
table in front of Jennifer and now she knew what had 
happened that night. 

For the first time in her life, she had had sex. Not 
sex with a partner she loved, but with five different 
men who she did not know and who had used her mouth 
and her vagina for their own pleasure while she was 
helpless. The sixth was Karl Malachuk, a person she 
hated, who had seen her naked and taken her most 
prized possession, her virginity. There was an heavy 
emptiness inside her that ached. Now what?

Karl gathered up the photos and smiled at her. It was 
a dirty smile. "What colour panties are you wearing?"

"...what!..."

"What colour panties are you wearing?"

"I'm... I... blue."

"I want you to give me your panties."

Shell-shocked, Jennifer could only repeat,"...my 
panties..."

"NOW! Princess," he snarled.

Startled, she began to stand up. "Where the fuck do 
you think you're going," he barked.

"...I ... washroom... I was going to go to the 
library washroom to take them off..."
 
"Do it here... do it now," he commanded, enjoying the 
shocked look on her face.

"No... please. people will see..." she pleaded.

He gave her a contemptuous look. "Perhaps you would 
like your mother and friends to see instead... see 
you spreading your legs and fucking!"

The look on her defeated face was all he needed to 
know he had won. Mr Man had a nice new warm home he 
could snuggle into anytime he felt like it. Karl 
watched her look around frantically before she 
reached under her coat and skirt for her panties. 
Rocking on each cheek as she sat on the bench, she 
pulled them down her legs and stepped out of them. 

Jennifer blushed as she handed them in a crumpled 
ball to him. She turned even redder when he held her 
blue panties to his nose and sniffed them loudly. 
"Hhhmmm! Nice and warm and I can smell your cunt 
juices." If he was trying to embarrass her even 
further, he succeeded when he held her panties up for 
anyone to see and shook them out. 

Putting them on the table, he lay them out flat and 
pulled out a fine point black marker. "Come round 
here," he told her, "I want you to sign them." She 
dare not complain and did as he told her. 

Hoping to negotiate with him, Jennifer's voice quaked 
as tried to draw a line in the sand. "You have to 
give me the pictures .... and I will sign my 
panties..."

Karl just evilly laughed as he gripped her forearm. 
"Yeah! right, Princess, I'll destroy all the photos 
and never mention what a slut you really are to 
anyone as long as I live and hope to... Are you 
fucking kidding me, bitch! You'll do exactly what I 
tell you... when I tell you... to whom I tell you! Do 
you understand, or are you just a stupid college 
cunt!"

"No... yes... I mean... I understand," she said as 
her voice quivered.

"Good! Now let's see if you really do, or if I send 
your good friend Rebecca a picture of you losing your 
cherry!" 

Jennifer felt so guilty about the loss of her 
virginity to someone like Karl, she wanted to be 
sick. She knew that Claire and Rebecca would never 
have been so careless, or be able to understand how 
she had fallen to the same level as the other girls 
had in high school. 

It was almost as if he could read her mind. "It took 
a long time to bag your panties for the collection, 
Princess, but at least you were the last one of your 
friends if that is any consolation," he said.

Jennifer just looked at him, shaking her head, not 
wanting to believe him. Not Rebecca... Not Claire.

He could see she didn't believe him. "So, you don't 
know then? Rebecca lost her cherry down at the lake 
while you were in Europe. She turned into a right 
little slut that loves to suck, fuck and take it in 
the ass. And your little bible thumper, Claire. Well, 
everyone watched her lose her cherry at the Pastor's 
son's goodbye party before they left for Africa. 

"Your friend's panties and bras are hanging in the 
trophy case in my basement if you ever want to take a 
look," he chuckled. "I wouldn't be surprised if 
Claire isn't just spreading the word of her Church, 
but probably her legs too for African cock. Even 
funnier if her wimpy boyfriend is watching like he 
did at the party.

Jennifer was stunned, not wanting to believe it, but 
she had heard a rumour from her brother about Rebecca 
- not that she trusted anything he ever said. As for 
the vaunted Conquest Trophy case, she had heard about 
it many times over the years. Karl and his friends 
kept souvenirs of the girls they had scored with... 
normally panties and bras signed by the girls... and 
pictures. 'Oohh god! He wanted to hang her panties 
with the rest of them on full display.' And when she 
thought of the revealing photos Karl had of her, 
Jennifer blushed red all the way down to her breasts.

He offered her hope. "Be a good little Princess, 
Jennifer and do what I tell you, then I promise you I 
will keep these photos private. Piss me off and I'll 
send them to everyone in Minara except your parents. 
Really piss me off and I will send your brother blown 
up pictures to share with your Mom & Dad!

Jennifer knew she shouldn't trust him, but there were 
no options. Her mind was in overload trying to 
compute what she should do! She imagined the whole 
town knowing; seeing; gossiping about her until her 
parents finally found out. It would destroy her 
father... and she didn't even want to think about the 
shame and anger of her mother. Feeling ill, she 
surrendered her fate to Karl Malachuk and nodded her 
pained acceptance. She was his to do with whatever he 
wished.

Karl handed her the pen with a warning to write 
legibly on the panty material. "Write: For my darling 
stud, Karl with love and kisses.... then sign it with 
your name and date it. It's the 15th October," he 
reminded her.

He watched her carefully as she wrote what he 
demanded. It was acceptable he told Jennifer but her 
signature better be clearer on the next one. Jennifer 
looked perplexed. The next one? He took the blue 
panties and stuck them in his coat pocket. From the 
other side he withdrew a plastic ziplock bag. 

She instantly recognized her white panties from the 
day of the party and shuddered. They were stained 
down the front with her juices, semen and blood from 
her ruined cherry. Just looking at them made her 
break down into tears, unable to hold it together any 
longer. Her shoulders slumped and her whole body 
shook with emotion.

It had no effect on Karl. He just looked at her 
coldly, enjoying his absolute power over the Ice 
Princess. Once she had wiped away her tears and 
settled slightly, he told her what he wanted written 
this time and where. Again he warned her to do it 
properly or face the consequences. 

-
She carefully wrote: 

Karl, 

Many thanks for fucking me and taking my cherry 12 
October,
hugs and kisses, Your Slut Princess

Jennifer Russell
-

For better or worse, it was done. She heard the 
campus clock tower tolling three o'clock. "I've got 
to go..."

"You'll go when I tell you," he said quietly, but 
there was no missing the threat. He had a firm grip 
on her arm and pulled her closer until she was 
straddling his legs as she stood in front of him. He 
looked up at her from the bench. "I've got a few 
deals on the stove so I'll phone and let you know 
when I want to see you. But before I let you go, I 
want you to raise your skirt so I can see your hairy 
bush."

With her back to the library and no one coming down 
the path towards them, there was time but that would 
soon change with the classes changing. Jennifer took 
a deep breath knowing she had to hurry. She was sure 
that no one would see her skirt hiked up from the 
back because of her long coat. Embarrassed, she 
closed her eyes and used both hands to raise her 
skirt. 

Jennifer heard him say higher and felt the cool air 
touched her bare thighs as she did so. She opened her 
eyes and fixed her gaze over his head as she felt his 
palm playing in her pubic hair. A finger traced her 
pussy lips while his thumb pressed at the top of the 
slit. She grunted as he pierced her labia first with 
one finger, and then hooking in a second one. He 
sawed them in and out, forcing her to use one hand on 
his shoulder to steady herself while the other held 
the skirt up to expose her hairy muff to his view.

Moaning, Jennifer felt her vagina betraying her. His 
fingers were now sliding faster and deeper as her 
sheath lubricated. Karl gave her a dirty smile as he 
felt the moisture increasing and the almost 
imperceptible motions of Jennifer moving with and 
against them. She could see the first students coming 
down the pathway towards her. There were voices 
behind her coming from the library entrance. Her 
skirt rose higher as he used his legs to push hers 
farther apart. Her breathing was becoming heavier and 
her eyes had closed again. 

What he didn't know was that it wasn't just the 
stimulation that was increasing her excitement. It 
was the fact they were doing it in public. She could 
feel her nipples ache and her clit was hard. 'Oh God! 
What was the matter with her!' People would see her 
fucking herself on his fingers! A feeling of disgust 
and excited turmoil churned in her stomach and loins. 
But she gasped with disappointment and loss when he 
pulled his fingers from her clutching cunt. 
"Oooohhh!" 

Karl leered up at her and held his fingers in front 
of her mouth. "Excited aren't you, Princess! Taste 
your cunt juices. Now suck them until I tell you to 
stop. And use your other hand to fuck yourself." 

She did until her legs gave out and she collapsed 
onto his lap, crying from both the shame and the near 
sexual release. She moaned as she continued sucking 
his fingers and his tongue found her ear. 

She missed her class.

***

Later that night Jennifer trudged up the dorm stairs 
to the third floor. Life had drained out of her. 
Jennifer had never felt so down; so confused, and so 
lost. After the previous night's experience of being 
spanked on her bare behind and fingered by the black 
woman, she didn't know what to expect, but how could 
it be any worse than her nasty self-humiliation with 
Karl Malachuk this afternoon, or the heated 
uncontested rant from her mother when Jennifer had 
finally mustered enough nerve to phone her. 

The pictures that Karl threatened to send flashed 
through her mind as she listened to her mother shriek 
at her. She could see herself lying back in the big 
easy chair naked except for her black shoes; her legs 
spread and draped over the chair arms leaving her 
pussy for all to see, and a beer in one hand and the 
other between her legs. 

Jennifer shuddered at the memory, not wanting to 
think what her mother would have been saying if she 
knew. The phone call had left her shaken with how 
angry her mother was and the possible consequences if 
she missed any future calls. Even worse was the 
horrible guilt she felt from the excitement of 
exposing herself in public with Karl and then 
masturbating to an orgasm.

She was about to knock when she spotted an envelope 
taped to Jasmine's door and addressed to her. With 
shaking hands, she opened it and read:
You are late! And I will not wait around all night 
for a disrespectful little girl who should be 
corrected for her attitude. I won't be back until 
much later tonight so I don't expect to see you since 
you have classes tomorrow, but this matter will not 
be dropped. You will go into my room now and on the 
coffee table is a phone. Use the speed dial #1 and 
phone me. Press the speakerphone option. You will not 
like the consequences if you don't do as directed. 
The door is unlocked. J.
 
Jennifer tried the door and it was unlocked. She saw 
the phone and dialed the number. As it was ringing 
she pressed the prompt for speakerphone. It rang 
several times before Jasmine picked up.

"It's me... Jennifer," she began awkwardly. "Just to 
let you know I got my phone back and I've phoned my 
mother..."

"That's good, little girl. Now let's see if you can 
follow some simple instructions. First, have you got 
the phone on speaker. ... Good. On the coffee table 
there is a small pink remote control. Pick it up... 
Have you got it?"

Jennifer put the phone down and picked up the small 
simple device wondering what it was for. There was 
only two controls. One was on/off and the other was a 
dial rocker switch that said lo and hi on opposite 
sides. "Yes, I've got it," she said still puzzled. 
Was it for the ipod player volume she wondered?

"Good. Now turn it on... tap the hi button twice... 
Now take the phone and the remote and go into my 
bedroom... There is something I want you to see... 
Tell me when you open the door."

Apprehensively, Jennifer crossed to the door and 
slowly opened it not knowing what to expect. Was 
Jasmine inside waiting for her? Was it some kind of 
test? "I'm there... I'm opening the door..." Her 
mouth dropped open as she gasped.

Jasmine almost cooed into the phone. "This is what 
happens to little white girls who don't do what I 
tell them to do quickly and properly..."

Oh my God, Jennifer thought, unable to move from the 
doorway. It was Melissa O'Connor. She was hanging 
naked from the ceiling suspended by a hook and rope; 
her hands were bound together with a leather 
restraint and her arms pulled above her head. She was 
wearing a black blindfold and her pale lips were 
stretched by a red ball gag in her mouth. 

Melissa's chin rested on her chest and the nipples on 
her breasts were hard and thick. As Jennifer stared 
too astonished to speak, she saw that Melissa had no 
pubic hair and her labia was swollen. She stood on 
her tip toes as she hung there, moaning and there was 
a faint sound of something humming.

"Melissa needed to be reminded of what she is and not 
to piss me off. So don't you piss me off either, 
Jennifer. You will do what I tell you, when I tell 
you. Now tap the hi button again..."

Jennifer hesitated, not knowing what it would do. She 
did nothing and told Jasmine, "Yes... done."

".No, you haven't! Don't you lie to me, you little 
bitch ...Do it!... I'm waiting," snarled Jasmine.

How did Jasmine know she hadn't hit the button? 
Panicking, Jennifer hit the button twice. Almost 
immediately, Melissa's head snapped upwards as she 
moaned through the gag and shuffled on her tip toes 
as she tried to clench her thighs. The humming was 
louder.

Jasmine was watching both Melissa and Jennifer in the 
room through a smart phone app on her Ipad. The 
wireless remote in Jennifer's hand was controlling 
the speed of a vibrating egg inside Melissa's pussy. 

"That's better... I bet you've got her dancing for 
you, haven't you little girl," Jasmine laughed 
gleefully before becoming more serious again. "You 
must never lie to me again, Jennifer. Do you 
understand!"

"...yes..." said Jennifer in scared voice. 

"Do you play with yourself and your little button?"

"....yes..." came the almost inaudible voice.

"Of course you do, little girl! Now go and play with 
Melissa's clit."

Jennifer gulped as she approached Melissa writhing on 
the hook. She had never intimately touched another 
woman before. She had played with herself and had 
been embarrassed by male doctors doing vaginal 
examinations.

Only the night before she had enjoyed and been 
embarrassed by Jasmine fondling her during her 
spanking. But this was different. This was her doing 
the touching. She wasn't sure she could. Thankfully, 
it helped that Melissa was blindfolded and couldn't 
speak - but she could hear the speaker phone, so she 
would know who was touching her private parts. 

Taking a deep breath, she tentatively touched the 
twisting woman's pussy. Her hairless sex was so warm, 
soft and smooth. She couldn't take her eyes off the 
exposed cunt lips. 

Melissa jumped as she felt the fingers enter her 
moist channel. And just like Jennifer had on Karl's 
fingers earlier in the day, she hunched her hips 
forward trying to press them deeper into her body. 

Jennifer watched open mouthed as she gently frigged 
the woman with her fingers. Her own breathing became 
excited as she listened to the moans coming from 
behind the red ball gag. Seeking out the woman's hard 
clit hidden in the folds of her pussy, Jennifer 
furtively dropped her other hand to find her own 
through her clothing. She moaned with Melissa.

"Very good, Jennifer!" praised Jasmine," ... Now look 
at my bedside table and you will see some KY lotion 
and two small packettes of Zestra. ... See them? Take 
one of the packettes."

Turning her head, Jennifer, groaned "Yes," not 
wanting to stop with Melissa. She had never heard of 
Zestra before.

"Be careful when you open it at the top. It has a 
stimulating oil. Now take the oil on your fingers and 
apply it to Melissa's cunt. Gently rub it on her clit 
and her pussy lips. It's going to make her feel 
really, really good!" directed Jasmine, looking 
intently at her Ipad. 

Over her shoulder, Jasmine's boyfriend tried not to 
laugh out aloud as he watched the show. They didn't 
want Jennifer to know she had an audience. Gently 
rubbing her neck, Markus whispered in her ear, "I 
just love the way you control your little white 
girls, Jas. I only wish you would share them."

It was a non-discussion point, already hashed out and 
settled more than once, but he was always hopeful. 
After all, Jasmine said that she might give him 
Melissa's ass as her graduation present in April. 
Maybe after tonight, he could take the fresher and 
younger blonde instead. Markus appreciated Jasmine 
for the beautiful and strong black woman she was - 
and even her bisexual nature was hot. She would let 
him watch some of her lesbian trysts knowing it 
stoked his hunger for her. She believed in being a 
one-man woman, and damned if she would share him with 
any other bitch's pussy. He was all-man with a big 
black cock that she loved. 

Jennifer opened the packette. There wasn't much oil 
in the package. She tentatively pressed her soaked 
finger against Melissa's puffy lips. It sank into the 
warm soft folds of her pussy. She could feel the egg 
vibrating inside the woman's vagina as she slid her 
finger along the woman's slit and over her swollen 
lips. 

Jennifer added more oil and re-inserted her finger, 
finding the hard clitoris. She rubbed the oil around 
the hood, making Melissa moan and jerk as her toes 
gave way and she hung only by her arms. The red 
haired girl was clasping and unclasping her thighs as 
her excitement slowly built and the warm tingling 
sensation of the Zestra took effect. The muffled 
groan was one of increasing pleasure.

"Good girl, Jennifer. You did that well... Now take 
your panties completely off and put them in your 
mouth," ordered the disembodied voice from the phone. 

Jennifer cringed at the command. Reaching up under 
her dress, she lowered her pink panties and stepped 
out of them. Pausing for a moment, she fed the warm 
material into her mouth. She couldn't believe she was 
doing such a thing! Nor the effect of such a simple 
and degrading act had on her.

"Speak to me, Jennifer. Have you done it," Jasmine 
demanded, snickering to herself.

Jennifer nodded her head, but realised that was no 
good, and leaned down to the speaker phone and gave a 
muffled yes. Jasmine smiled to herself triumphantly 
as she watched on the Ipad. "That's a good little 
white girl. Now take that second pack of Zestra and 
put it on your own clit, run it over your pussy slit 
and on your cunt lips. Do it now!"

Jennifer wasn't surprised to find her sex was already 
swollen and moist to the touch. God, she was getting 
turned on doing what Jasmine demanded of her. The 
smooth oil aided her fingers sliding along the outer 
lips of her labia. She moaned deeply as they found 
her hard clitoris already sticking out of its hood. 

Clenching her eyes shut, she bit her lip as she half 
collapsed onto her probing fingers. She continued to 
stroke herself, enjoying her masturbation excitement. 
The speaker phone was quiet as Jasmine and her 
boyfriend watched the young girl play with herself. 

Jennifer's pussy was beginning to tingle with a warm 
sensation that Jennifer chased with her fingers. 
First one, and then two fingers, ploughing between 
her pussy lips before circling and pressing around 
her hard button. She was quietly moaning through the 
panties in her mouth. She looked up at Melissa and 
wondered in an erotic haze what a ball gag in her 
mouth would be like.

The speaker phone intruded into her erotic quest. 
"Jennifer, you're acting like a self-indulgent slut. 
Stop that right now!"

She had been so preoccupied with the sensation 
washing over her body, that she had forgotten that 
somehow Jasmine knew what was going on. Even with her 
fingers out of her wet pussy, the warm tingling of 
her sex remained. It shouldn't be, but God, it felt 
so good. Jennifer was jerked back to reality by 
Jasmine's voice.

"... And Jennifer don't sit on my bed. I don't want 
your white girly goo all over my fresh sheets. I want 
you to look at poor Melissa. Her little white bum is 
rather red from her punishment - just like yours was 
last night. But she needs something extra... Look in 
the top drawer of the bedside table... you will find 
a black butt plug... Got it?"

Jennifer had never seen anything like it before. It 
was short, smooth and black with a thin tip which 
became wider in the middle, before narrowing again 
and ending with a flared base. She felt uneasy just 
handling it. Jasmine had called it a butt plug. Oh my 
God! was it put into a bottom?

Any questions Jennifer had were soon removed as 
Jasmine directed her to use the KY jelly on the tip 
of black plug. The jelly was so slick to the touch. 
She had never heard of it before. Unconsciously, she 
was still squeezing her legs and feeling the warm, 
tingling sensation of the Zestra on her pussy as she 
handled the butt plug. Even when she was told to take 
some KY and apply it to Melissa's anus, she didn't 
hesitate. Her mind was clouded with her own erotic 
sensations. 

"That's my good, little girl," cooed Jasmine. "Now 
press that butt plug into Melissa's ass. She's been 
waiting all night for her favourite toy."

The slather of KY eased the black butt plug into her 
white bottom. Melissa pushed back onto it and it slid 
in easily until was fully inserted and the black base 
snug against her ass. Any fear that Jennifer had of 
hurting Melissa disappeared as she heard the woman 
moan loudly with pleasure while pushing back. 
Unconsciously Jennifer's hand found her own pussy as 
she watched the red head suddenly stiffen and start 
to cum from the extra stimulation. She moaned 
herself, unable to take her eyes off Melissa dancing 
body.

Jasmine was enthralled at the sight of her two white 
girls being manipulated, but now she wanted to jump 
her boyfriend's bones and take that big black cock in 
her pussy. Markus was nuzzling on her neck and 
kneading her big tits. A hand had found her soaking 
cunt. It was time to look after her own needs.

"Jennifer... Jennifer..." she said, finally getting 
the girl's distracted attention. "Time you went back 
to your bed. Melissa will be just fine, so leave her 
as she is. I dare say you'll be humping your pillow 
or roommate all night, so go and enjoy. Just turn off 
the phone and shut the door on your way out. 
Goodnight little girl."

She watched Jennifer come around the front of Melissa 
and look at her for a long moment hanging there, 
still moaning softly as the vibrating egg continued 
to buzz and her buttocks clenched around the butt 
plug. Her bare pussy leaked juices down her inner 
thighs. 

Clicking off the phone, Jennifer paused to remove the 
spittle soaked panties from her mouth and left the 
bedroom, closing the door. When she got back to her 
room, Julie was still out. She quickly slipped into 
her night-gown; turned off all the lights except her 
roommates beside lamp and went to bed. Listening 
carefully for any approaching footsteps, she played 
with her hard nipples while her hand found the hard 
button between her swollen, hot pussy lips. 

She closed her eyes and saw Melissa. But it wasn't 
Melissa, it was herself hanging from the ceiling with 
a red ball gag; her hips twitching. She reached down 
and found her soaked panties and put them back in her 
mouth, pretending it was the ball gag. Still not 
satisfied, she positioned her pillow between her legs 
and against her chest and began to slowly and 
deliciously hump it until she came.

To be continued?

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 82