The tempo was building up and their groans of pleasure echoed inside the room. Their bodies were drenched with sweat in spite of the cool temperature, and their love essences - including a small amount of blood - mixed with one another. Up and down Brenda rode his bucking stallion, grinding her pussy into his dick, the pain totally forgotten now. She clung to his neck and rode him wildly, stooping to kiss him on the mouth every now and then.
Justin groaned, “Shit . . . keep going . . . move with me . . . aaaaah,” he plunged deeper and wilder.
They moved in unison, slamming their pubis together, uttering words that only they can understand.
“Oh God, aaaah, f...u…c…k meeee!” she screamed and went down heavily into his penis.
There was no stopping the speeding train of their approaching climax. Justin grunted first digging in his cock into her slippery and virgin pussy, then he shuddered and withdrew his cock, massaging it with his fingers as his semen skyrocketed into Brenda’s body. Brenda’s orgasm also broke to the surface, and she sucked his neck as her orgasm erupted and she made animalistic sounds,her body savoring the innumerable pleasures that came with a gigantic orgasm. God, the romance books, were not able to describe these sensations accurately. It was beyond words, she realized.
Justin inserted his still rigid cock into her pussy and pumped again. She convulsed once more in delight, her whole being was transported to heaven and then back. They kissed and remained glued to each other as the extraordinary sensations responded to their cravings until they subsided altogether.
They lay spent for a full 20 minutes, before they separated and held hands. They slept in each other’s arms satisfied and happy.
Brenda had a lilt to her steps the following morning although she still could feel Justin’s cock embedded in her pussy. Her pussy was raw, but it was a wonderful feeling, being deflowered by a person she was attracted to. She was blooming and anyone who was smart enough could tell that she had been laid.
“What’s up? Your eyes are sparkling.”
Brenda stared at the handsome face of Dr. Walker. “Oh, good morning professor,” she greeted him.
“I have a favor to ask,” he continued. “Can you organize these files for our lab experiment tomorrow?”
“Of course, sir, no problem,” she replied gladly.
“You can join me for lunch, so we can discuss it,” John invited her.
During lunch, Brenda deduced that John was interested in her by the way he gazed at her with yearning in his eyes and by his suggestive body language. He touched her whenever he can, and tried to stay close to her as much as possible.
They talked about the sample they would collect for the Serology experiment the following day.
Brenda enjoyed the company of John. He was witty and jovial and there were no dull moments.
They parted ways when the bell rang for the next class.
It was Justin’s class and Brenda felt a surge of happiness go through her body. The memory of his huge cock inside her brought a broad smile to her lips. He was delicious, she smiled anew.
Justin scanned the room and his eyes rested on Brenda. “How’s everyone?” he asked, his voice elated.
There were mutters of replies but Justin had only eyes for Brenda. There was a perceptible change in the way he treated her; he didn’t single her out during the discussions that ensued.
The atmosphere in class had changed drastically as Justin managed to deliver jokes in between his lectures. Students began to relax and the ambiance had a comfortable feel to it. There was also a lively discussion on why excess fats and sugar can cause numerous diseases. Brenda was overjoyed that she was instrumental in bringing a positive change to her class.
Brenda stayed purposely behind to talk to Justin. He grabbed her and locked the door as soon as the last student left.
“I’ve been missing you a lot,” he breathed into her ear.
“Me, too,” she kissed him and clung to his sinewy body, wanting him to hold her.
“Let’s go somewhere more private,” he suggested, his breath coming raggedly.
They decided to proceed to the nearby flat reserved for teachers.
“They all have classes this afternoon, so we can use this room,” he hauled Brenda inside, locking the door behind them.
They kissed passionately, discarding their clothes as they stumbled and rolled on the floor on their way to the bed. Their clothes were haphazardly strewn everywhere.
“Now, I’ll teach you the different positions,” he whispered. He was hyperventilating in anticipation of the act.
“Yup, I’m an eager student,” she murmured against his lips as they rolled on the floor, wanting to dominate the other.
They were completely naked now as they groped and fondled any part that their hands came in contact with – hungrily and frantically. It was, for them, the only thing existing in the universe. They were lost in their own world of passion, when suddenly, the door banged open.
The two naked bodies on the floor were at first unaware of what had just happened. They were focused on gratifying their sexual hunger, until a shadow fell over them. They looked up in surprise and met the astonished face of John.
There was an interminable minute of silence, and then all hell broke loose.
“Scram, get out, dammit,” Justin hollered at John, as he threw objects at him that his hand had gotten hold of.
Brenda screeched at him to get the hell out. She became conscious of her nakedness.
But John continued to stare in awe, his eyes the size of two full moons.
Brenda tried to rise to cover herself, but Justin pulled her down, his cock pointing defiantly and directly at John.
“Ignore him, if he doesn’t want to leave,” he instructed her.
By then, John has recovered from his momentary inaction. He hastily locked the door but did not leave as Justin wanted him to.
“This is too awesome for me to disregard,” he said with bated breath. “Nothing will be disclosed as long as you let me join you,” he blackmailed them.
Before they could reply, he was already undressing, throwing his clothes carelessly on the floor.
Brenda watch his well-toned, muscular body emerge beautifully underneath his clothes. He was another perfect male; handsome, unblemished face and a body that had all the muscles in the right places. His cock stood erect and respectful of her. It was something to die for. Yup, she would want that rod inside her pussy too. Next to Justin, Brenda had admired John’s wit and lively character. She wouldn’t mind him becoming the third wheel – an excellent wheel.
“We’ll have to ask the lady first,” Justin told him, sotto voce.
“I have no objections,” Brenda conceded, her pulses racing with exhilaration.
“This position is more conducive for a threesome,” he stated, thrilled to the idea.
He prodded Brenda on all fours - doggy style - on the couch. He stood next to Brenda’s mouth, feeding her his ready cock. Justin half knelt to take Brenda’s pussy from the rear, half crouching, one foot on the floor and the other resting on the sofa.
“This is the doggy and fellatio style,” Justin stated, his eyes hungry with longing. “I’m doing the doggy, while you’re doing fellatio with John.” He grunted and bucked frantically as his cock came in contact with the opening of her cunt.
Brenda didn’t care less. She spat on John’s dick and suckled the tip of his dick as he grew even bigger. John held his cock and thrust it in and out of her mouth, enjoying the sensuous motion.
Brenda push her cunt against Justin’s thrusts as her senses raged all over again.
“Oooooh . . . ooooooh . . .,” she mumbled with John’s cock inside her mouth. She expressed her pleasure on John’s cock, taking him all in and sucking him gently as her arousal mounted. She wanted to enclose his dick with her fingers but she could not, because her hands were planted on the floor, supporting her weight.
Her body juddered as Justin slammed his cock from behind
her. Brenda stopped momentarily to relish the phenomenal pleasure of Justin’s attack on her pussy. It was the second time that she was fucked, and indeed, as Justin said, it was sweeter and more pleasurable than the first one. It was because the pain was gone and all that was left was immeasurable pleasure.
“Aaaaaah, ooooooh, FUCK ME . . . harder, harder please,” she begged, crying out for Justin.
This prompted Justin to pound her with everything he got, the veins in his biceps became prominent as he held on to her waist and pounded the hell out of her.
“Jeezzzz, you’re still so tight,” he snarled, “but so good . . . God, I could fuck you all day.”
Brenda could barely maintain her mouth on John’s dick because her pussy was vibrating so badly, she sensed it would explode any moment. Justin molded his body on Brenda’s back and stroked her tits from behind, while humping her. That’s when Brenda went crazy; madly grinding her pussy behind, against Justin’s dick as she climaxed. She forgot John’s cock as she raised her head in triumph. The universe exploded in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors and Brenda felt the different parts of her body savor the delicious sensations that emanated from the center of her pussy. It was Nirvana, all over again.
Justin ejaculated too while Brenda was writhing in pleasure. Her slit has enveloped his dick in a tight embrace as he ejaculated.
John, however, was not done yet. He inserted his penis back in Brenda’s mouth but she was in another throe of her orgasm, keening like a wild animal. He needed to fuck her. He pulled Justin away from Brenda and pushed her down the floor.
“This position is called the bridge,” John turned Brenda on her back and pulled her closer to him as he knelt and grasped her on the waist with both hands. Brenda’s lower half was raised, and her ass was supported by his thighs. Her pussy was firmly wedged into John’s cock, forming a bridge, and her legs were spread wide apart allowing John’s body in between her thighs.
Whatever the position was, Brenda sensed her pussy had become more elastic. As John pulled her in and out, an orgasm once more hovered in the background. It was so pleasurable that she could not help but sink her teeth into Justin’s hands, which were stroking her lips and her breasts, while staying on the sidelines. Justin yelped, “Hey, you’re having fun huh?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah . . . that’s good. . . yes, right there . . . harder . . . ,” she cried, her body thrashing madly giving in to another orgasm.
“Oh, God, . . . oooooh,” she continued, her mind and body focused only on the most delectable cuisine she had ever tasted – fucking.
At last John climaxed with a groan and his eyes went berserk as he fucked her non-stop until he ejaculated. It was well worth it, he thought, the most wonderful sexual intercourse I’ve encountered.
They all collapsed to the floor, spent but fully satisfied. “There’s nothing more delightful than fucking a wild, willing virgin,” Justin gave words to their thoughts, while he stroked her nipples.
“To that I willingly agree,” John seconded, pressing his hand against her sodden pussy.
After twenty minutes of stroking and fondling, both men’s cocks were back to their erect forms, ready for another performance.
Brenda’s vagina was eager for another round, as well, the folds of her lower lips, trembling for another taste of heaven.
“Let’s proceed to the missionary position,” Justin stated unabashedly. “This position is rarely done these days, and sometimes this primary position is even unknown to some lovers.”
Justin instructed Brenda to lie down on her back with her legs together. Then he mounted her, his feet straightened under him too. They were face to face and Justin half supported his weight with his arms so he can have more flexibility in kissing her in the mouth and in the upper portions of her body.
Brenda asked, curious, “you mean I can’t spread my thighs and bend my knees?” She pretended to listen calmly but her body was responding to the caresses that her two teachers were giving her.
“If you bend them, it becomes a different position,” Justin said, his arousal becoming intense when Brenda began rotating her hips and grinding it against his own.
John knelt near their heads and stole kisses from both of them, at any chance he got. He also caressed Justin’s back while he humped Brenda furiously, his climax getting harder to attain because of his two previous ejaculations. But the intensity of the sensations had grown stronger and more exquisite. His face was suffused with blood as he pumped, non-stop, into her slick cunt.
“God of mercy . . . Ooooh God . . . aaaaah . . . so tight, “he muttered continually, rolling his eyes to bask in that moment of pleasure.“You’re still too tight, honey.”
A squishing sound came from their pussy and cock’s intimate encounter. It sounded like a suction being pulled up and being pumped back again or a foot stuck in mud being pulled up and back again. Justin moved his hips in circular movements applying more pressure on Brenda’s clitoris. Her clit tingled and sent tiny vibrations of bliss up her spine and into every nerve ending in her body.
“Hmmmmmmm . . . mmmmmmmm . . . ,” she mumbled, the black of her eyes disappearing from view.
She clutched the pillows as Justin continued to fuck her with sliding, circular motions on her pubis, grinding her bone where her clit protruded, and simultaneously penetrating her pussy until his organ was buried deep in the folds of her vagina.
Justin uttered animalistic groans as his third ejaculation, in a span of a few hours, was nearing its expulsion.
Meanwhile, John was masturbating and kissing Brenda whenever Justin left her mouth free. He was also massaging his dick relentlessly until it grew as big as Justin’s. He pinched Brenda’s tits at will and placed his hand between their colliding bodies, once in a while.
Then Justin grunted violently and then ejaculated, his body jerking like a puppet on a string that had gone haywire. Brenda climaxed almost at the same time, and her body shook with him in a state of jubilant release.
Not to be outdone, John strained for his climax and joined them in a wonderful chorus of sounds that conveyed their sexual satisfaction.
“From this primary position, you can easily shift to other positions such as, the scissors, the bridge and the helicopter,” Justin stated huskily, his cock still tumescent and awake.
John interjected, “remember the missionary position because it’s utterly satisfying. Eventually, you’ll learn all the other positions.”
Graduation day was fast approaching and Brenda was thinking, I wasn’t guaranteed of another meeting with these two great professors, but I need to take further lessons, she mused. She wanted to master the techniques of the new sensual world that they had introduced to her. She had high hopes they would agree after she had passed their subjects with flying colors.
She put on her IPod’s music and started dancing seductively to JLo and Pitbull’s ‘Live It Up’.
“Now, it’s time to teach you some dance lessons, professors,” she declared impishly. In her birthday suit, she shook her booty and undulated her body.
The two erudite men stared, mesmerized at the dancing nymphet and resolved that she was worth their time and effort.
“When do you want your next lessons?” John asked expectantly.
“Tomorrow,” Brenda replied, her tits and pussy already tuning up for the expected pleasurable sensations.
“Your next case study is Kama Sutra,” Justin disclosed, his breathing back to normal.
“Aye, aye sirs,” Brenda saluted them.
The two men eyed each other curiously and broke out laughing.
Story 20
Chapter One
“Alvin, throw the ball!” the coach screamed at the tall, bulky brunette who had the pigskin in his hand.
He threw it to his teammate, a guy named Carl, and soon the other man started to rush it. But then, Alvin was boxed in by his rival and friend George.
“You’re not getting away that easily,” the man said.
The t
wo of them started to move against one another, the scrimmage game that they did for practice becoming a sort of rivalry for the two of them. Both of them have been rivals for a very long time, and it was something that they were used to. They had been rivals since high school, and now that they were freshmen in college, the two of them continued this rivalry.
Alvin was your typical meathead football player, but he did have a brain and an eye for strategy when he wasn’t so slow to the throw. George however, was a bit smaller than him, but wasn’t really the smartest guy on the team. He usually just took orders from everyone else. The two of them were trying to prove to one another who the best player was on the team, and thus, the rivalry was born. The two of them didn’t mind a little bit of friendly competition, but for these two, they loved to play for blood.
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