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Tracy kissed her lips and leaned back.
“I think I’ll just have to wait until the new swim team
roster… cums… out.” The coach was already rubbing her crotch as she
got up to leave, looking as depressed as a guy sent home from an
evening of petting with his girlfriend.
After a few moments, Tracy turned around and walked toward
Brian, her breasts bouncing slightly, her nipples still erect and a
horny smile still on her lips.
“I think you should come home with me, Brian. I need some help
around the house.” She smiled as she ran her hands up and down his
body.

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Brian watched as she eventually got hot enough to forget him
and she started moaning. The coach was stroking her legs as she licked
Tracy’s cunt. It didn’t take long before Tracy began to cry out in
orgasm, her legs opening and closing around her lover’s head.

As the two women cooled down, Brian snuck to the far side of
the locker room and watched from around another row of lockers.

Tracy sat up and they embraced intimately, kissing each other,
sharing Tracy’s pussy juices. The coach leaned back.

“Will you kiss me now?” She certainly didn’t seem like the one
in control of the situation.

This shocked and intrigued him. He waited until the swimmers
and the coach had all gone to the locker room and he looked around. The
pool room was deserted. He could see the coach in her office, pacing a
bit, shuffling papers in no particular order. Brian decided that he
could survive missing an hour at the Stats office, so he sat there.

After about 15 minutes, the coach left her office to head into
the locker room. Brian tucked his books and jacket into a shadowy
corner of the bleachers and snuck down to the women’s locker room
door.

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The swimming coach walked out right then and called the
practice to order. She was probably about 35 years old and was giving
nothing away about her figure in her loose sweats.

Brian watched the practice and enjoyed the lithe forms knifing
through the water. When it started to wrap up, he realized that he was
15 minutes late to the Stats office. He started to gather his books,
and watched the women exit the pool. The coach called Tracy over as the
rest were leaving.

Brian couldn’t hear what was said, but the length of time that
the coach’s hand laid on Tracy’s firm ass was unmistakeable. Tracy
seemed to nod and walked towards the locker room.

DTracy was beautiful. She walked like a lioness, her long legs
gliding through the air with visible power. Brian felt his crotch start
to wake up when she turned away from him and adjusted the back of her
one-piece bathing suit. Brian wished he could slip a finger under that
lycra.

She started joking with some of the swimmers already in the
water about how cold it was, and, of course, one flipped her with
water. She sucked in her breath when the water caught her in the
chest. Brian almost groaned as he saw her nipples harden instantly and
poke at the material. Tracy was embarrassed and folded her arms in front
of her and walked away casually, hoping no one would notice.

“Sure, no problem.” He moved out of the seat and waited for her
to sit down. Then he took the seat next to her.

“I’ve never seen you in the statistics department. Are you new
to the university?” She smiled and nodded.

“Yes, I just transferred last month. I’m Tracy.” Brian returned
the introduction.

“And if you need any help navigating this campus, just let me
know. I work a couple hours a week in the Statistics & Math Office.

Brian’s effort was cut short by the start of class and neither
one of them had the chance to chit-chat during the lecture. Brian left
her with a see-you-tomorrow and kicked himself as she smiled and walked
down the hall. With these things, sometimes you had to strike while the
iron was hot and he had just dropped it sooner than he wanted to. That
is until she tapped him on the shoulder.

“Oooh, darn, I was hoping to get the wall seat. Could we
switch?” Brian looked up and drank in the person addressing him. He had
never seen her before and he knew he would have remembered someone that
pretty.

She was tall, close Brian’s 5′10″, and slender. She wore a
Swimming Team sweatshirt that explained her well toned legs and defined
her breasts to be large enough to get Brian’s fingers itching. Her hair
was light brown and her eyes a pale green. A little makeup for the
proper illusions and Brian felt like he was looking at a goddess.

Statistics does train the mind to think well, and Brian was
able to absorb all those thoughts without staring gape-mouthed at her.

Brian walked into his fifth Statistics class in three years and
looked around for the best seat for that semester. Not many people were
there, but he took a moment to say Hi to the ones he knew.

Middle left was the best seat. Not in the front, center of
attention, not in the back with greater chances to snooze, and not
right by the windows, with annoying sunlight and cold drafts.

He started to put his books down on a table when he was
interrupted by a delightfully feminine voice.

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Pushing her back and pulling her legs wide apart, I began to feed hungrily at
her pink gash. I’d never eaten pussy before, but I loved it, especially the
way her excitement drooled out to cover my nose. Her clit was marvelously
meaty and I chewed it gently between my teeth all the while fingering her
juicing hole.

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I didn’t protest and asked, “Does it always feel this good when he does it to
you?”

“Oh, yes,” she responded, “He always does it to me in public knowing quite
well the kick I get out of it.”

“It sure feels nice when you do it to me.”

“Does it?” she asked, her hand under my skirt now and creeping up my thighs
reaching for my panties.

I felt tremors rolling up from my pussy, “What are you doing?” I asked huskily.

“Do you mind?”

“I love you,” she whispered, barely able to talk. “I can’t tell you how
fantastic that was. I think every girl should be gang-banged like that at
least once in her life.”
“I can feel you’re full of cum. Do you still think you’ll be empty?”
She grinned. “No, I doubt if I’ll ever drain all that out. There’s
still room for more. I want your cum too, Jeremy.”
We kissed again as we fucked slow and easy. I could feel her insides
were slippery, lubricated beyond belief by all the cum deposited in her. I
responded to her urging hands and legs and picked up the tempo. I felt her
pussy contract as she had another orgasm, and the silky feel inside her made
me want to fuck her harder. Her hands reached down and held my hips, and
I started making faster strokes, going deeper and harder, bringing her back
to the pace set by the others. She responded, spreading her legs wider and
giving me free access to her innermost body. I lifted myself off of her,
leaving my thrusting cock as the only point of contact between us. I could
feel her start to shake, and actually felt her pussy start to suck on my
cock. I exploded in her with force, and felt my jism drive out the cum
inside as it filled her deepest cavity. I came for almost a whole minute,
burst after burst traveling up the shaft to spew out into her. She arched
her back, lifting her pussy up to ’suck’ the cum out of me.

Debbie cried out with pleasure. “Yes! Ram it in there! Fuck me hard!
Oh, yes! Fuck me deep! Split me open! It’s so big!”
John rode her hard, driving his massive meat deep into her, then pulling
it out until the head was almost free, then ramming it back in to the hilt.
His breathing became harsh and rapid.
“You like to fuck, cunt? You want more? You want to get laid?”
“Yes!” Debbie cried, “I love to fuck. I want to get fucked. Fuck me!
Fuck me! Please! Please fuck me deep!”
John hooked his elbows under the back of her knees and drew her legs up.
Her pussy was entirely exposed to his assaulting cock as he drove into her
with a frenzy. His hands, free from the task of holding her legs spread, went
to her bobbing tits and grabbed. He pinched her nipples and squeezed her
tits, leaving white marks on the skin. The sound of their fucking was intense.
The wet sloshing of his cock as it rammed in and out, the creaking and
groaning of the bed, the slap of his balls as they smacked into her ass.
Debbie continued to beg to be fucked deep and hard, and John kept up a steady
barrage of dirty talk, telling her just what he was doing to her. Debbie was
working hard as she did all she could to help, and a thin film of sweat formed
on her tits and belly. Debbie cried out as she started to cum, her orgasm so
intense that she forced her cunt juice out past John’s pounding prick. John
fucked on, an animal giving it to a bitch in heat. The smell of sex in the
room was almost overpowering. I looked towards the door and saw that everyone
was in the room watching John balling Debbie, and everyone’s cock was at
attention. John roared, and I looked back to the action. He had slid his
hands under Debbie’s shoulders and was pulling her down towards his driving
cock. She was cumming almost continuously now, her voice making meaningless
sounds instead of coherent words. John’s roar was the start of his orgasm,
and he continued to fuck her as he pumped shot after shot of his hot cum deep
inside her pussy. Finally spent, his head slumping down, he released his
hold on her shoulders and extricated himself from her sweaty body and stood
up on wobbley legs.

“I loved sucking your cock” Debbie told him “and I want to suck it again
whenever you let me. I want to feel you stretch my pussy like you stretched
my lips, and before the weekend is over, I want that monster in my ass. I’ll
beg for it if you want me to…”
“Let’s turn her over,” I suggested, “and put her on her back. We can
always roll her over later when we want to butt fuck her.”
John agreed, so we untied her leg ropes and rolled her over. We left the
hand ropes tied, and her arms were crossed above her head. We debated, with
Debbie listening, on the merits of leaving her legs free.
“Debbie won’t be going anywhere,” I said. “Besides, she likes to put
her heels against your ass and drive you into her when she fucks, don’t you,
honey?”
“I love to! I want to get fucked deep, and I’ll do anything to help get
it all in.”
John was climbing aboard, getting on the bed between Debbie’s spread legs.
He knelt in front of her waiting cunt and told her “If you want to get fucked
deep, I’ll give it to you deep.” He grabbed the back of her knees and pushed
them out and up, spreading her wide and lifting her open snatch almost level
with her stomach. “How’s this?” With that, John put the head of his cock
into her and shoved the entire length in on the first stroke.

I bent down and kissed her, rubbing her tits and feeling the dried cum
on them. She was still kissing in the submissive, open mouth style that was
so new and exciting to me. I ran my hand down her back, over her ass cheeks,
and down the crack of her ass to her pussy. It was incredibly slippery and
wet, as were her thighs and ass.
“I’ve been leaking cum since you guys left,” she said. “I can feel it
running out of my pussy and ass. I’m going to need a fill up soon, or I’ll
be empty.”
“Honey,” I said, “I doubt if you’ll be empty all weekend. I’m almost
ready to go again, and I was the last to cum. I’m sure the others have
talked themselves hard by now, and will be pumping some more in you before
long!”
I had just finished saying that when John poked his head in the door.
“I heard that,” he said, “and I’m here to make sure you don’t run dry!”
He walked into the room naked, having removed the rest of his clothes
before coming in. His huge cock was sticking straight out from his body,
hanging slightly down from it’s weight, but definately hard. He stood by
the side of the bed and stared down at Debbie, naked and bound before him.
“I want to let you know that you are the first to ever suck me off like
that, and I want to thank you for the experience. I also want you to know
that I want you to do it again, but first I want to fuck you. I hear you’re
tight, and I’ve always wanted to fuck a tight pussy.”

John was just waking up as the rest of us walked into the living room.
“Boy, did I have a crazy dream…” he started to say, then stopped as
he realized his pants were still down around his ankles and we were all
naked. “No dream, eh? I still can’t believe it happened!”
“It happened, buddy, and we all watched,” Dave said. “But don’t feel
bad, we didn’t believe it either!”
“Where’d Debbie go? I want to thank her for the best blow job of my
entire life.”
“She’s tied to the bed, sleeping. She just finished getting a load from
the rest of us, and she’s resting up until we want her again,” I answered.
“By the way, anytime you guys want some more, help yourself. Don’t worry
about asking me first, and don’t bother asking her. Just tell her what you
want, and I’m sure she’ll provide.”
We loaded another bowl and fired it up. Sitting around the table, all
anyone could talk about was Debbie’s ability to suck and fuck. I re-loaded
the bowl again and got up, leaving the group at the table and walking back
into the bedroom. Debbie woke up as I sat on the edge of the bed next to
her and she smiled.
“I did O.K., didn’t I? Nobody was disappointed with me, were they?”
“Honey, you did so O.K. those guys will worship you for life! They’re
out there talking about what you did and planning what they want from you
next. Here,” I said, lighting the pipe and putting it to her lips, “suck
on this for a while.”
Debbie took several big hits from the pipe. She was still tied up and
didn’t seem to mind, and I had no intention of letting her go yet. “How
are you feeling?” I asked. “Ready for more?”
I had meant more pot, but Debbie misread my meaning and said “I’ll be
ready for more all weekend. I can’t wait to get stuffed again by John’s
cock, it was huge! And the three of you on me at once was such a trip that
I came almost the entire time! I hope I get it that way again!”

I could feel Paul erupting in her cream filled love nest. Muscular
contractions of Debbie’s cunt told me she was having another orgasm, but I
still wasn’t ready to quit. Bob jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom,
and we could hear a long splash as he urinated heavily. Paul, also done,
crawled out from underneath Debbie and lay on the floor, watching as I got
down to business and started to really fuck Debbie’s ass. She dropped her
head and shoulders down on the bed, and although she was whimpering and
moaning, she began to push her ass towards me with every thrust. I grabbed
her hips and increased the tempo, giving her all I had. I felt her asshole
open up, as she totally relaxed and took what she was getting. My cum
boiled up out of my raging cock and I buried my shaft deep and shot load
after load of hot sperm into her. It was the most incredible climax I had
ever experienced, and I, too, felt like I poured a quart of cum up her ass.
As I started to shrink, her ass contracted and forced my cock out. Her
legs were shaking and she slid down to lie flat on the bed. She turned her
head to the side and murmured “That was the answer to all my fantasies. I
am one fucked out lady.”
I looked at the clock by the bed, and as she fell asleep I whispered in
her ear “Rest up, baby. You’ve been fucking for only an hour, and we still
have two more days to go. I’m sure we’ll all be back for lots more.”
Debbie opened one eye and smiled at me. “Just wake me up. I’m going to
give anything, anytime. Remember?” Then her eye closed again as she fell
asleep, still tied to the bed.