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“Brian, could you show me how to get to the athletic hall from
here, I’ve got a practice with the Swim Team in half an hour.” Brian
thanked the Lord and promised not to screw up again.

They walked and talked across the spring-warmed campus. Tracy
was a Computer Science student in her fourth year, and was trying to
make the cut on the swim-team. She was rooming off campus with Emily, a
very close friend. Brian tried to charm her with wit and didn’t do too
badly. He dropped her off at the athletic hall and then snuck in to
watch the practice.

Brian waited for about 20 minutes before some of the women
began to come out for warm-ups. He hadn’t realized what nice figures
swimming could give to a woman. Then he spotted Tracy. She was grouped
with a couple others and they appeared to be the ones hoping to try out
for the team.

“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.

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 opened my legs wider in response and felt her finger creep under the elastic
band on my panties. She probed about carefully at first, getting the lay of
my moist cunt, and then she stuffed her fingers deep in my wet hole.

She kept fingering me until our lips met across one another’s and we fell into
a hot embrace on the couch. I never felt so inflamed and hot before and
suddenly I wanted to eat her!

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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?”

Five years ago, I was carrying my groceries to the car in the parking lot when
I crashed into another woman loaded down with the same. We both started to
apologize, then shrieked with delight and embraced.

Connie had been my best friend. We grew up together and had known each other
for nearly twenty years, even though we’d sort of lost touch a couple of years
back. We went to high school together and even lost our cherries to the same
guy! Boy, those were the days.

She and her husband had moved just a few blocks from where my husband, Eddie,
and I lived, so I followed her back to their place. She got out a bottle of
Harvey’s Bristol Cream to celebrate, and soon we were sitting on the settee,
drinking and giggling, carrying on just like it used to be.

Suddenly, Connie leaned forward and asked, “Is Eddie any good, you know, in
bed? I mean, do you have an orgasm when you fuck?”

It wasn’t like Connie to be so bold, but I answered her anyway.”Sure,” I said,
“most times. How about you and Frank?”

“Oh,” gushed Connie, “Frank is a
sex maniac and wants it all the time. “She giggled. “Do you want to know
what he does?”

“Sure.”

“He does this,” she continued and put her hand to my lap, pressing into my
pubes. I felt her finger rubbling my slit through my skirt and both of us
burst out laughing. She continued her demonstration of Frank’s tactics by
squeezing my now swelling pussy lips.eone been so
wrong.

“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.

I didn’t take my turn right away but stood for a moment looking down at
my wife. She was covered with sweat, her hair plastered to her forehead.
Her pussy was twitching like it was still being fucked, and she continued
to make mewing sounds. I slowly got in bed with her and began to kiss her
gently, working my way slowly up her body. The others recognized the change
of pace and quietly filed out of the room, leaving me alone with Debbie. As
I cleaned her tits with my tongue, Debbie brought her hands up to caress the
hair on my head. I looked up and saw her eyes were open for the first time
since John had driven her into semi-unconcienseness. I slid farther up on
her and covered her with my body. She guided me into her, and then wrapped
herself around me and held me tight. I started a slow, gentle rhythm of
love, different from the violent pounding she had experienced from the others.
She kissed me tenderly, her tongue probing softly for mine.

We were all standing close to the bed, so Bob and I each pulled one leg to
help Paul get off. We were standing next to the bed, holding her legs up in
the air as Dave positioned himself for his turn.
“I like that!” Dave said. “Keep her that way!”
Bob and I kept her legs stretched out and up as Dave continued Debbie’s
marathon fuck. Her arms again clutched the man fucking her, holding him down
against her body. I could feel her leg muscles spasm with every thrust of
Dave’s hard tool. Dave didn’t last long, he fucked her for only a few minutes
before he thrust in and stayed there, giving Debbie’s cunt it’s fourth load
of cum. He pulled out and made way for Mike, Debbie’s arms reaching out for
her last ‘guest’ fuck.
Mike wasted no time putting his shaft in her and pounding away. He had
indicated that we should let go of her legs, and was held in place as Debbie
wrapped her arms and legs around him, helping him fuck her by pulling him in
with every thrust. Mike’s load had been building up as he watched everyone
else fuck her, and, like Dave, didn’t last very long before sending his
sperm up her box to mix with the others’. With a last shove in and shudder,
Mike sent the last of his load in her and rolled off.

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.

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.

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“You heard the answer, Debbie,” I said. “We want you naked.”
With a small, nervous smile, Debbie pulled the tie and released her tits
from the top. A collective groan from the guys (including me!) let her
know the effect she was having on us. She slid her arms out of the sleeves
and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of us for a moment, her
arms at her sides, her shoulders back and her magnificent tits thrust out
towards us, the nipples obviously swollen and hard. Then she slowly slid
her hands down to her shorts, hooked her thumbs in the waistband, and ever
so slowly slid the shorts off. She was trembling as she exposed her dark
bush, then her visably damp pussy. She parted her legs slightly to pull the
shorts from her slit, and when she got them to her knees they fell the rest
of the way to the floor.

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