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College Adventures Ch. 01

By: PowderJockey



I queued up the video again, smiling to myself. I didn't know the petit blonde undergrad on her knees, but the man I knew well. A senior faculty member in the Department of Philosophy, he long had a reputation for screwing his students, both figuratively and literally. But the video was certainly evidence of the latter. Further, the young woman in this particular scene was the 18-year old daughter of the chair of the College's Board of Trustees. As the small erect cock slipped between her lips, I took pleasure in both the size of his small member and his coming downfall.

My name is Jason Warwick and nailing Professor Robert Mitchell's hide to the wall had been one of my goals since assuming the presidency of Maccalester College the year before. I loved being a college president, especially at Maccalester. We are a small elite college in the northeast, attracting the best and the brightest, and as it turns out, most of those are young women. Nearly 70% of our student body was female, both bright and beautiful, and that is never a bad thing. Those young women were not only attracted to the prestige of our college, but its faculty as well. And our faculty were a mirror of our student body – primarily progressive women with degrees from Ivy League schools that enjoyed our college and its location in New England. As a man in his forties, relatively fit, and not bad looking, being surrounded by students and faculty that are bright, beautiful and female was a major plus. Since I tend to be something of a dominant alpha, it was so much the better.

I was the one who had ordered the small cameras installed in Bob's office over the summer. And thus far, I was the only one who had enjoyed viewing his conquests. That was about to change however. I flipped the button on the intercom and called for Jenny. 

One of my two assistants, Jen was a junior at the college majoring in the biological sciences with an eye toward medical school after graduation. Lithe and lean, with auburn hair that fell down her back, she loved the outdoors and her taut body reflected it. When I first interviewed her, I knew she would be the one. Conservatively dressed that day wearing a soft gray skirt, white blouse, and sheer stockings, with her hair pulled back, I was immediately attracted to her. I was startled at my own arousal during the interview – I was acutely aware it was a reaction to her somewhat submissive demeanor. It was not long after I hired her that I made clear my full set of expectations, and I relished those first few afternoons spent fucking her savagely and further instructing her as to her duties. 

As she entered, I told her to close the door behind her, a statement that brought a slight smile to her face – it meant she was about to experience some of her more personal duties. I'd spent the morning watching young women perform sexual favors after all. I turned in my chair and clicked the split screen on. Four separate video sequences, one in each corner of the screen, all with the same man, Professor Robert Mitchell, and four different young women, in different stages of undress, but all on their knees between his thighs. I nodded at the screen and Jen first noticed it and I could see the surprise register on her face.

"I don't know all the students on the campus, Jen, but these are particularly intriguing to me now. I know one of these young women, I'm wondering if you might know the rest? And if you do, what can you tell me about them?"

"Do you mean something other than their names and the fact that they're all little cunts?" she asked.

I looked at her with surprise. It was unlike her. "That would be a start, but yes please, a little more information than that." 

I watched each of the young women across the four screens as their heads asynchronously bobbed up down the short stiff member in each screen. I know Jen noticed as I reached down and adjusted the growing erection in my pants. I stood up, walked around the desk, wrapped my arms around her lithe frame, firmly cupping her left breast in my hand, pressing my hard cock against her lower back, and growled in her ear, "I also want to know why you think they're such little cunts. Let's start with the young woman in the top right corner of the screen."

She pressed back against me, grinding against my rigid prick, starting her recital. "All come from wealthy backgrounds and think they can do as they please. I'm surprised you don't know them - they do everything together and are involved in all the campus activities. It's all a sham of course, since they only want to bolster their application packets for grad school. Gina is in the top right corner. Regina Groves. I hear she's already been accepted to several Ivy law schools. A major bitch. Trisha Campbell is in the lower right corner – she's in my philosophy of ethics class - as if she would know an ethical act if one fell on her."

I pinched her nipple hard through the thin blouse at that, enjoyed her low moan, and pressed her forward against my desk. My cock was rigid now and it didn't take me long to unbutton her blouse and drop it to the floor. I required Jen to go braless in the office, and I teased her nipple with my fingers. I growled in her ear again "Go on."

She bent over the desk a little further, her hands supporting her on the desk. "Trish is another bitch. Seriously spoiled. Her father divorced her mother years ago, although the mother was independently wealthy. She's from Palm Beach."

I reached down and unzipped her skirt, watching it fall to the floor. I slipped my fingers in the band of her panties and lightly stroked her soft skin. I bent down and whispered in her ear, "Take off those panties, continue your recitation, and don't move from that position." I stepped back from her and began undressing – I greatly enjoyed watching her wriggle out of her panties as she went on. I was especially enthralled by the movement of her round ass as she pushed the thin cotton fabric over her hips and let it fall to her ankles.

"In the lower left corner is Alina something-or-other. I don't know her last name. She got in with the wrong group and got an attitude. I honestly don't know how she got in here. She struggles with her class work."

I didn't bother to tell her that Alina was the daughter of the chair of the University's Board of Trustees. I already knew her – a strawberry blonde with full lips, curvaceous, and very attractive. She got into Maccalester with connections and I'd had a suspicion she would struggle with the class work once she got in. I stepped up behind Jen again, my hands resting lightly on her hips, my prick pressing against her ass. I slid my hands lightly up her sides as she leaned over the desk again. My cock throbbed with anticipation. I could hear her breathing grow strained. 

I slipped my right hand around her and caressed her stomach, my fingers drawing lightly, teasingly over her soft skin. I pressed my face into her neck, taking in the smell of her. My lips caressed her shoulder lightly. My fingers wandered downward, finally encountering the soft thatch of hair nestled between her thighs – I let my fingers stroke the soft curls before sliding down further. I felt her shift her weight as she parted her thighs – and she groaned as my fingers parted her swollen moist lips. My middle finger found her sensitive clit and I enjoyed her slow undulations as I masturbated her. "Finish" I growled.

She gasped as I pressed my cock down with my free hand and pressed it between her thighs. I felt her reach down, her fingers circling my swollen cockhead. "The last is Sara Martin. She's headed to graduate school next year, she's only a junior. She's from Oregon. This just means that Oregon at least occasionally produces a bitch as well." 

As she finished, I wrapped my fingers in her thick hair and pulled her head back. I pressed my lips to hers – as I pulled back, I whispered hoarsely to her "Do you want me to fuck you?" I felt her quiver at that. I felt her press my cock to the moist cleft between her thighs, rubbing my thick purplish cockhead against her clit. With a little pressure, I forced the head upward, feeling the tip of my prick force her cunt apart. I grasped her hips and rammed my cock deep between her thighs. She cried out at my forced penetration, and I relished the feel of her cunt as I drove in deeper. The ache in my cock subsided as I began thrusting, fucking her steadily. She leaned over the desk further and I grasped her hips more firmly, admiring her firm round ass. I began to fuck her harder as I felt the swelling in my balls, occasionally slapping her ass hard. Her moans excited me. I slowed my pace slightly and more deliberately, pulling my cock nearly all the way out and pausing momentarily before shoving it back in hard. 

Jen was now bent fully over the desk, her legs spread wide for me. Her head was turned and the side of her face was pressed against the desk. Her hands clawed at the desk, trying to grasp onto to something in an attempt to steady herself. My balls ached and I could feel the pressure continue to build, increasing the ache. I couldn't hold out much longer. I heard her whisper "Cum in me," and it nearly drove me over the edge. I started pounding my cock in her and finally reached the point of no return. My cock exploded, the thick ropes of white sperm filling her cunt. I listened to her moan in ecstasy as I folded over the top of her, grinding my prick in deeper, feeling the last drops of cum drain from my prick. 

I could feel the sweat between our bodies. She relaxed underneath me, a clear contrast to the woman whose body was rigid just moments before. I pressed my face into her hair and said "Contact each of the young women you just saw in those videos and make appointments with them to come see me. Tell them the University President is considering a primer on what it takes to succeed in college, and after talking to people around campus, their names came up repeatedly. Have them round up and drop off all of their study materials, homework assignments, exams, and anything else they can think of from the last year a week before they come to see me."

I stepped back and pulled her up from the desk, pulled her close to me and kissed her hard. "Now, get on your knees."

I watched intently as she slowly lowered herself – stopping only momentarily to take my nipple in her teeth, biting firmly, and flicking her tongue across the tip. As she reached her knees, I lifted my soft cock to her lips, tracing the outlines of her lips with my cockhead. I trembled briefly as her lips parted and my prick slipped in her mouth. "Tell me one more thing Jen, how would you like to be part of their humiliation?"

College Adventures Ch. 02



[In this series of stories, I strongly encourage you to read the prior chapters leading to the current one.]

*

Jen buzzed me. "President Warwick, Trisha Campbell is here to see you."

I had been waiting for this for what seemed like weeks and my heart picked up a beat at the thought of the young woman outside my door and what was about to happen to her. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say what I was about to do to her. "Send her in Jenny. And then wait for me as we discussed in the private residence." 

My private residence was the entire top floor of the administration building and was accessible via two private elevators. The university saw fit a number of years ago to renovate the upper floors of the building with the top floor as the President's residence, and the next floor down for visiting guests. The wrap-around terrace of the top floor provided a magnificent view of the campus, as well as the local terrain. Plus, it was incredibly private.

My pulse quickened as Trisha walked through the door and closed it behind her. Voluptuous was the only way to describe her -- an extraordinary combination of attributes that were sensually pleasing in so many different ways. The more than lecherous thought crossed my mind that I would love to meet the mother that produced this child. Sun-bleached auburn hair fell across her shoulders and framed an aristocratic face. Penetrating green eyes. She wore a short pale green sundress that accentuated her eyes and left little to the imagination -- but just enough. She had clearly spent time in the sun sporting a light tan and freckles. It was clear that as she aged, she would be a woman with curves in all the right places -- her very presence was a subtle sultry aroma and I could barely constrain my desires. And when she sat down in front of my desk, crossing her legs in such a provocative manner, I could tell that she was exactly what Jen had described. A perfect little cunt. There was clearly no point in delaying the inevitable.

I stood up and walked around to the front of my desk, and leaned back against it, the growing bulge clearly visible in my pants. "Ms. Campbell, I'm glad that you could join me today."

"President Warwick", she started, before noting my half-formed erection. Her eyes lingered just a moment too long before she stammered "I was happy to hear that you were interested in me as a representative of a successful student here at Macalester."

A slip of a smile crossed my lips. I had concocted that story to check her work against her actual grades. "Oh yes, that. Well, I'm sorry to say that that's not exactly the reason for your being here today. I must profess to a small amount of deception. Something's come to my attention and I needed your prior coursework to get a better understanding of what that something is."

A look of momentary confusion crossed her face. "Can you tell me what that is?"

I looked intently at her. "For starters, many of your classmates here consider you a complete fucking bitch. And I have little tolerance for arrogant little cunts -- although I do enjoy the process of rehabilitating them. So tell me, are you? A fucking bitch that is."

Her face reddened and her anger was clearly evident. Her eyes smoldered as she jumped to her feet. "You can't talk to me that way! Who the hell do you think you are?!?"

As she started to turn, I stepped quickly toward her. "Before you leave Ms. Campbell, there is one other thing I need to clear up." 

I pressed the button in my hand and the large video screen over the conference table came on and sharpened into focus -- with a very clear image of Trisha Campbell topless and dropping to her knees between the thighs of one of our very distinguished, but apparently, not very well-endowed professors. A look of horror crossed her face as she watched her fingers wrap around the small prick and her mouth absorbed the small head. "Where-where did you get that?"

"Ms. Campbell, apparently you are not only a complete fucking bitch, albeit a very attractive one, but from the looks of things, something of a whore as well. Let me explain the position that you're in. By 8 am tomorrow morning, I'll have this revealing little video of you posted on every porn site imaginable and referenced by your name. Just imagine, every time someone does a search for your name -- they'll get this image of you. Every friend, every family member, every future employer."

"You wouldn't dare! It can be traced back to you..."

"I assure you Trisha, it won't come back to me. I employ a very talented former computer hacker for just this purpose. I got her a job by hiding her convictions, and I reward her handsomely for a variety of services -- one of which is to eliminate any electronic footprints I leave behind and make sure nothing ever gets traced back to me. She has come in quite handy on a number of occasions. And she is both very grateful and very loyal to me. No one, and I mean no one, will ever know that I had a hand in it. As a matter of fact, the most likely suspect will be the owner of that very small cock that appears to be cumming in your hand. I do hope you got an A+ for that."

She looked sick. "You can't do this."

"Hmmmm....but I can. I also don't think you still see the full picture yet. I've also placed a hold on all those transcripts for graduate schools. Beginning tomorrow, your transcript will reflect a number of failed courses, a dismissal from the college as part of a cheating scandal, and you can bid your future goodbye. I think you can call sucking your professor's cock for a grade a cheating scandal, don't you? Do you understand yet?"

Her face was ashen. And she repeated herself "You can't do this. I'll sue you. My mother has the best attorneys money can buy. They'll eat..."

"I'm not done and don't threaten me again. Once I discovered this little video of you, I had my employee search your university and private email accounts. Don't look so shocked. Although you should be more careful about the emails you keep. I've discovered, for example, that in your responsibilities as a support program assistant for our high school summer program that you slept with one of the students. Those were very steamy emails"

She managed to stammer "That's illegal. You can't do that. My mother's attorneys..."

'Au contraire, young woman. Did you know the young man you seduced was 15? Did you also know that the 6-year difference in your ages makes you a felony sexual predator in this state? Even as a female, the local district attorney salivates at cases like this. If convicted, and based on the emails archived on our system you will be, you'll have to register as a sex offender everywhere you go for the remainder of your natural life."

I walked back around to the other side of my desk and I looked up at her. "You have a choice to make immediately. Say the wrong word, and I'll hit the upload button here, and you are likely to become an instant internet sensation. At the same time, a sampling of emails will find their way to the local D.A. and I'm sure warrants will be issued by tomorrow morning. And your mother's lawyers, well, they won't be able to touch me. You have 10 seconds to make a decision."

She looked at me hard and hesitated. Dawning recognition crossing her face as to what I was willing to do and just exactly what that meant for her. "What do you want?"

A slight smile crossed my lips. "Why, you of course. If you agree, all of this goes away. The videos and the copies are deleted. The transcripts are restored. The emails with the young stud mysteriously disappear. And you are well on your way to a very bright future. If however, you offer so much as even one little protest, your life as you know it is over."

The reality of her situation finally struck her and her head dropped. "Alright."

"Alright what?"

"I'll do as you ask."

I sat back in my chair, clasped my hands behind my head, put my feet up, and tested my limits. "Why don't we see? I want you to strip."

She hesitated again, her eyes never leaving mine. "You are a complete bastard."

"You actually have no idea -- but you are going to find out. Now strip."

She unbuttoned the sundress, exposing more flesh with each button undone, glaring at me the entire time. Finally, each strap dropped from her shoulders, and she briefly held it in place before letting it fall to the floor. Her arms immediately covered her breasts and she stood somewhat defiant, if slightly humbled.

I stood up and came around the desk again standing a few paces directly in front of her. "Take off the rest."

She grimaced, but reached down, slipping her thumbs under the edges of the white lycra, and pushed them slowly over the tops of her hips. She pushed until the light fabric fell to her ankles and she stepped out of them. One arm now crossed her breasts, the other hand hardly covered the light brown triangle between her thighs. The tan lines across her hips were scintillating to say the least.

I walked over to her and pulled both hands to her sides, leaving her exposed. "Leave them there." She shifted uncomfortably. I stepped back, directly in front of her, and began to undress, letting her watch. First my tie, then shirt. I pulled off my shoes and socks and unbuckled my belt and pants, letting them drop to the floor. I wore a pair of silk boxers, and my semi-engorged cock strained against them, begging to be released. I pushed them over my hips and my half-formed erection popped out. I stepped out of them as they fell to the floor.

I stepped close to her, took her chin in my hands, and bent over and kissed her hard. She shuddered as if something foul had touched her. I laughed at her discomfort. "You didn't like that?"

"You're a disgusting pervert," was her only response.

I stepped back and stood directly in front of her, enjoying her discomfort. I reached down and took my firm shaft in my hand and slowly began to stroke my cock. I was excited, exposing myself to her like this, controlling her. My hard cock ached, and a thick glistening drop of fluid appeared at the tip of the swollen purplish head, finally leaving a glistening trail as it trickled down my cockhead and onto the shaft as I continued to slowly stroke my prick.

She was graced with firm breasts, but I was intrigued by the light brown nipples and aureoles the size of half dollars. And despite her protests, her nipples were hard. 

I grinned and reached over and let my fingers, barely grazing her flesh, trace a line from the center of her neck, down between her breasts, over her taut stomach and finally ending just above the thatch of hair between her thighs. I reached up and pinched her right nipple, pulling hard as she grimaced. I pulled her over to the large conference table in the room. "Lean forward and place your hands flat on the table."

As she did, I stepped behind her, pressed my hand down between her thighs from behind and slipped my middle finger in her slit -- I felt her start, but I also knew she was incredibly wet. I watched her face intently in the mirror on the wall across from her. I felt her stiffen as I teased her sensitive clit and I pulled my hand back and slipped my finger in my mouth, tasting her. Her face flushed as I saw her looking at me in the mirror, and I enjoyed the taste of her cunt, smiling at her with an evil grin. I pressed myself against her back, pinning her to the table. My erect prick came to rest upright in the crevasse of her ass. My hands grasped her hips and I ground my cock against her. I let my hands drift lightly up her sides, teasing her, slipping them around to cup her full breasts. I bent over and whispered hoarsely in her ear "So you think I'm a disgusting pervert? Let me assure you, you have no idea of the depths of my depravities."

With that I grasped her nipples between my forefingers and thumbs and squeezed them hard, pinching them between my fingers. She screamed at the pain and tried to shake free, but I kept her pinned to the table with my weight. I rolled the hard nipples between my fingers. I pressed my mouth to her ear and whispered fiercely "How does that feel Trisha? Do you want more?"

Her hands clawed at mine trying to pull my hands from her breasts and her nipples. "Noooooooooo....."

"Beg me to stop, bitch. Beg me to stop and I might."

"Please, no more. Pleeeeeeeease."

I released her nipples, but cupped her breasts. She gasped with relief as I stopped and leaned forward on her hands. 

I nibbled lightly at her ear, softly groping her, pressing my cock against her. With one hand, I grasped her chin, turned her face toward me and kissed her hard again, my tongue probing her mouth. My fingers slipped through her hair, and grasping her hair hard, I jerked her head back and again pressed my mouth to her ear. "For the next six months you belong to me. In any way I want you. Your mouth, your cunt, your ass, every inch of your body are mine to do with as I please. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head slowly and I could barely hear the "yes" that escaped her lips.

"Good. Now turn around."

As she turned, I pressed myself against her again, my cock hard against her stomach. I grasped her hips again and pulled her hard against me, kissing her again. I took her hand and placed it against my prick, feeling her fingers wrap around my shaft. I raised my hands to her shoulders and pressed down, pushing her to her knees. I looked down, her hand around my prick, my cockhead directly in front of her, the tip glistening with cum.

"Now, show me just exactly how much of a cock-sucking whore you are."

She began stroking me slowly, her eyes intent on my prick. My thick hard shaft ached, and dark purple veins lined my cock. My cockhead was swollen and sensitive and my eyes glazed over as I felt her stroking the length of my shaft with one hand, and then felt the other cup my balls and begin to softly squeeze them. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she lowered her head, and I groaned heavily as I felt her mouth on my prick. Gently sucking, her tongue worked its way around the swollen head, probing the tip, and then gently sucking again. I grasped the back of her head and pushed her head down, forcing my cock deeper in her mouth.

I was mesmerized as I watched her head bob up and down over my prick, feeling her warm wet mouth as it repeatedly caressed my aching cock. The thick shaft slipping in and out between her soft full lips -- I lightly slapped her face to remind her of her position. Feeling her tongue tease the rim of my cockhead. Her fingers gently squeezing my now swollen balls. I started as I felt her fingers slip between my ass and probe the tight hole. I couldn't take my eyes off her -- on her knees in front of me - her breasts swaying with each repeated motion -- her firm ass and broad hips teasing me. The urge to simply shove her on her back, spread her legs and fuck her savagely and repeatedly was nearly uncontrollable. 

I couldn't control myself any longer and began slowly thrusting in her mouth. Watching my hard cock slide in and out between her soft lips -- the shaft glistening wet from her mouth. Feeling her gently squeeze my balls, then holding them firmly momentarily before releasing them again and starting the process over. My cock ached for release and I began to fuck her mouth harder. She gagged slightly each time I forced my cock too deep. She finally grasped my thighs with her hands, letting me hold her head in place and fucking her mouth. My balls ached and she would occasionally let go of my thigh and softly stroke them. When she squeezed my balls a final time, I could no longer hold back. 

I drove my cock deep between her lips, finally feeling the inevitable explosion. My back arched and my body was momentarily rigid as the sensation overwhelmed me. She gripped my balls firmly as thick streams of cum flowed in her mouth. I could barely control myself as I tried to shove my prick deeper between her lips as I came. I finally wrapped my hand around my prick, pulled it from her mouth, and watched in ecstasy as the last thick drops of sperm splashed across her face. I could finally take no more, and I pressed my cockhead back between her lips, my balls finally empty, as I felt her gently sucking me, draining every last drop of cum from my prick.

I finally pushed back from her, feeling my limp cock fall from her mouth, and looked down at her. Her hair disheveled, her lips and cheeks coated with a glistening mixture of saliva and my cum, and an odd combination of both resignation and lust in her green eyes, I felt my prick twitch and began to get hard again. I reached down to take her hand and pull her up. "Now that you've taken the first step, Trish, it's time to take the next." I pulled her up, walked her to the door at the back of my office, opened it, and took her into the elevator that led to my private campus residence.



College Adventures Ch. 02



My many lonely nights at college had left me eager and full of anxiety. I stared at gay dating websites and local ad websites every night, wondering if one of the guys posting was the perfect sexual match for me. Meeting a guy online is always a hit or miss, and honestly the only hit I had ever had was with Doug. A couple months after I had first hooked up with Doug, our schedules had conflicted a couple times in a row. It was a Wednesday night when I finally met someone new.

Jeff was a 6'4 225 pound African-American guy who loved sports and beer. He seemed like an All-American type; someone who was really in shape and really into just "hanging out with the guys." I sent him a message and waited for a response. It was 45 minutes later when he arrived at my apartment.

"So you do this a lot?"

"No not really, I have a girlfriend most of the time, haha." We chuckled together. 

Jeff was all over me in minutes. He ran his fingers through my hair, and squeezed my ass with the other as he tongued my mouth, pressing his growing bulge against my stomach. He was so tall, and he was definitely packing something. As he took off my shirt and slid my gym shorts and boxers to the ground, my half erect cock tapped him on the chin. He put it all in his mouth and down his throat in one gulp. I marveled at how he could take my almost 7 inch cock without a flinch. He sucked me, sitting me on the bed, as he was kneeling in front of me, stroking himself through his pants. I played footsie with his cock, moving it from left to right, feeling it with my toes, and realizing it was about as long as my size 11 foot. 

I stood him up and took off his shirt. He had massive pecs and ripped abs, definitely the most in shape man I had ever seen. I took off his jeans, and slowly took down his white briefs. 

"Who wears briefs anymore?" I asked jokingly. 

"I guess just me..." He replied

I smiled and tried to handle his massive boner in my hands. Even with two hands on his cock, there was almost 4 inches of cock for me to suck. I took him in my mouth and worked his head. He stared at me, as I looked up at him from my kneeling position. His member throbbed with each flick of my tongue, and I could taste his sweet pre-cum oozing out him. It tasted magnificent. 

"I've never been with a Latino guy."

"What a shame."

I laid him on the bed and climbed on top of him. Rubbing his cock in between my ass cheeks, I could feel it stiffen against the skin of my asshole. He slapped his hard cock against my hole as I tongued his mouth. My own cock was rock hard, so I slapped it lightly against his abs and chest, leaning in to kiss him. 

I grabbed a condom, put it on him, and took out my lube. His cock was huge, was it really going to fit in my ass? Well, it wasn't. He stuffed it in my small hole, shoving his head in as hard as he could. It killed me with pain, I screamed a little bit, luckily my dorm walls were so thick. 

"We can try again next time." He whispered as he finally stopped trying to attempt the impossible. 

"I'm so sorry, is there something else I can do?"

I got on my knees and worshiped Jeff's cock. I slapped it on my face, on my tongue, rubbing his balls on my chin as I stroked him. I spit on his cock, lapping it up, slurping up his pre-cum as it came in higher amounts. I took two hands and worked him while I tongued his head, looking up at him, begging him to shoot a huge load. I remembered how he enjoyed my footsie earlier so I sat down on my back and lifted my feet to his cock.

"Oooh, a little foot fun?." He questioned.

Before I could work him with my arches he took my feet by my heels and started sucking on my toes. I noticed his cock bouncing and throbbing as he did so, and finally I wrapped my toes around him. Stroking his cock slowly and firmly he moaned and groaned. He loved my footjob. As I worked his cock, I jerked myself off. I was pre-cumming all over my hands when finally my mouth twitched for his rod. 

I got on my knees and held him by the hips, face fucking myself with his huge black cock. 

"Oh my god you're going to make me cum!" He gasped

"Cover me." I said. 

Jeff sprayed me with his nut. One stream covered me from my forehead, down my nose, over my lips, to my chin. He shot four huge ropes of cum, covering my face and hands. It dribbled off my tongue onto my chest and stomach. I instantly used his cum as lube and jacked off hard. At this point he picked me up off the ground, and sat me on top of him on my bed. I jacked off all over his chest as he held my ass cheeks, squeezing them, whispering dirty teasing words. I was a cum covered mess, with my eyes firmly shut, but my orgasm still made my eyes roll to the back of my head. 

After cleaning up and getting out clothes back on I apologized to Jeff. 

"Sorry I couldn't get that massive cock of yours in me."

"Hey it is quite alright man, I had a good time." 

Jeff made me promise me I'd see him again in the next week or so. He frenched me a bit at my door before he left, put on his fitted hat, and left. Jeff was seriously one of the hottest guys I had ever been with, and it would definitely not be the last time I saw him.



College Adventures Ch. 03



[NOTE: I appreciate the comments I have received about this series thus far and continue to be interested in your thoughts and suggestions. Please don't hesitate to let me know what you think.]

*

I had enjoyed fucking Trisha's mouth in the office downstairs, and as the elevator door opened into my residence, I had her pinned to the elevator wall, my hard cock pressed tightly against her flat stomach, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, and enjoying her moans.

I pulled her from the elevator into the living room and headed for the bar, "Do you want a drink?"

She looked disgustedly at me. "What I really want is a shower."

I pointed to a door. "That's the master bedroom -- you'll find a shower in there."

I admired her ass as she walked away. After she disappeared through the door, I poured myself a bourbon over ice with a dash of water. A moment later, I heard the water running. I headed for the suite off the back bedroom to find Jen. I discovered her lounging on the chaise sans clothes, her legs spread, her eyes closed, her hand between her thighs, lightly fingering herself. My cock lifted at the sight. Trying not to disturb her, I walked over, dropped to my knees between her legs, and slipped my tongue up the inside of her thigh. She jerked upright as she felt me, and then smiled and leaned back against the chaise again when she realized who it was. I finally reached the nexus of her thighs, could smell the musky odor of her cunt and my tongue replaced her fingers teasing her clit. She giggled slightly before she grasped the back of my head by the hair and pulled me hard to her. For a submissive, she could be quite forceful at times. 

I teased her poor clit incessantly. My tongue flicked lightly across the sensitive organ. Tracing light circles around and around before tonguing her again. I pressed my lips around her clit, and sucked gently, sometimes firmly, sometimes nipping with my teeth just to feel her jump. Her hips squirmed on the chaise and I grabbed her firmly by her hips to hold her still. She moaned as I continued to tongue-fuck her, probing her pussy, tasting her, the fragrance of her a perfect aphrodisiac. I slipped my finger in her cunt to wet it and then pressed my hand underneath her to tease the tight hole of her bottom. She jumped again, but I held her firm as I slipped my finger deep in her ass. She groaned and wriggled as I penetrated her, probing her ass vigorously with my finger as I probed her pussy with my tongue. 

I pressed my lips around her engorged clit, began to gently suck and use my tongue to tease her again. I could feel her rotating and grinding her hips and thrusting her pussy upward against my mouth. She pulled my head more tightly to her cunt, her movements became more erratic and finally I felt her body go rigid as the orgasm washed over her. She groaned heavily and her legs clamped around my head. She tried to push my head away, but I kept teasing her clit with my tongue. As her orgasm subsided, she finally managed to slip away, and I grinned as I heard her breathlessly squeak "No more." 

I pushed myself up, took her right nipple between my teeth and tugged gently. I heard the water turn off in the master bath and I leaned up and kissed her. I grinned at her with something of an evil smile, "It's almost your turn." I stood and left her, focused now on the young woman in my shower.

I walked back into the master bedroom to find Trisha emerging from the bath, freshly showered, a fluffy white towel wrapped around her. I took another large drink of the bourbon and looked sternly at her, "Get rid of the towel. Every time you come to my residence, you will immediately and completely undress until I tell you different. For your purposes, you are a slave here, and my personal whore, and will assume a position as such. Do you understand?"

She looked at me but said nothing. With a single tug, the towel dropped to the floor.

I took in the sight of her again. And a pleasing sight it was. Now was not the time however to get caught up in such thoughts. I turned to look at the bed, my cock fully erect from my recent experience with Jen. I looked back at her again only to say "On the bed, on your hands and knees."

She did as she was told and I smiled to myself as I watched her obey. I walked over to the bed stand, opened the drawer and pulled out a short elongated oblong object. A liberal coating of K-Y, and I walked over to her. I lightly slapped her ass, and then found myself caressing the soft smooth flesh. I slipped my hand between her thighs and again probed her slit. And again, she was quite wet. I withdrew my hand and began caressing her ass again, drawing my finger across the tight hole of her bottom, pressing my finger firmly against it. When she finally accepted my ministrations, I grasped her hip firmly with one hand and pressed the tip of the butt plug against her tight hole and shoved it in. Her gasp of surprise, and quick yelp preceded her quickly jumping off the bed, the plug embedded firmly in her ass. 

She reached around, trying to extract the relatively small object. "What the hell did you just do? Well.....?"

I reached over to her, grabbed her arm, and shoved her back on the bed, face down. I quickly grabbed her arm with one hand, twisted it behind her back to hold her in place, grabbed the short leather strap on the bed table with the other hand, and as I pinned her down, I gave several firm strokes with the strap across her bottom and the backs of her thighs. 

As I held her in place, I reached down and stroked the red marks across her ass, then pressed my finger between her ass cheeks and flicked the small switch that caused the plug to vibrate. Trisha shivered as the small device began its stimulating dance in her ass. I strapped her ass and the backs of her thighs again with the thick leather strap, enjoying her gasps. I reached down again and flicked the switch, turning the vibrator off.

As she cried out with each lash, I spoke to her firmly "I didn't tell you that you could get off the bed. And I've already talked to you about questioning me." Another hard stroke across the back of her thighs left a bright red mark that I knew must have hurt. "Remember what I told you -- your mouth, your cunt, your ass -- every inch of your body is mine to do with as I please. And it pleased me to slip a moderately sized vibrating plug up your ass which you will leave there until I tell you different." Another hard lash of the leather across her ass. "Do you understand?"

The tears in her eyes and the long, whispered drawn-out "Yesssssssssss" gave me every assertion I could want that I was getting what I wanted.

"Good. Now turn over, flat on your back. And close your eyes."

She quickly turned and didn't move. I ran my hand down her body. Groping her breast, then pinching her hard nipple. Letting my fingers barely graze the soft flesh as I traced a line over her taut belly down to the nexus of her thighs. I pulled back and ran my hand softly up her arm, stretching it out above her head. I could tell that the soft strokes of my fingers along her arm was pleasurable for her, but with her eyes closed, she was in for another surprise. I reached down for the strap attached to the bedpost, pulled it up and slipped the padded cuff around her wrist and closed it tight. Her eyes shot open, but before she could move, I jerked her other arm above her head and pulled the strap from the other post and slipped the other cuff around that wrist. With her struggling under the wrist restraints, I stood up and quickly pulled the straps tight. She was now firmly tied to the bed, her arms stretched out in a Y-shape to each corner.

Her eyes flashed anger again and before she could think "What the hell are you doing?!? Let me go! Untie my hands and let me go! Now!"

This time, I picked up a silk whip from the bed table, with small beads attached along the length of several of the strands and she quickly quieted. But to remind her, I brought the whip down firmly -- across her breasts this time. I enjoyed her gasp so much, that I did it a second time, and then had to wrap my fingers around my engorged cock to ease the ache. I looked down at her. "Another word from you and this will come down across your cunt."

I walked to the end of the bed, took her left foot in my hand, pulled firmly and found the ankle cuff attached to the bottom post. I did the same again with the final bedpost and Trisha was soon bound to the bed, her arms and legs spread out in a large X. A position I found most appealing.

She squirmed against the restraints and with some hesitancy asked "What are you going to do to me now?"

I bent down and kissed her gently, and as I pulled away, I said "Me? I'm not going to do anything at the moment but watch you. I can't honestly say what my assistant is going to do with you, but I'm looking forward to finding out. I think you know my assistant Jen. She happens to be one of your classmates that seems to think you're a little cunt."

Jen, still naked, appeared at the door, and I heard Trisha weakly stutter "Jenny?" 

The look on Jen's face as she entered was one of complete and utter satisfaction as well as insatiable lust. As she walked in, she came close to me, pulled me in, kissed me, and dropped to her knees. She wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft, squeezing firmly, and took the length of my cock in her mouth. She firmly squeezed my balls and I groaned heavily at the sensation. She slowly released me, and gave my balls another quick squeeze before standing again. 

I looked at Trisha "As you can see, Jen occupies much the same position in my household as you do now -- when she walks into my house, she immediately disrobes and serves any desire I have. As a gift for that service and loyalty, today I am giving her you."

Jen walked over to the bed, her small breasts mimicking the motion of her walk. A rather light sway to both her hips and her breasts that was so enticing. Rather than sitting on the side, she crawled onto the bed, placing herself on her hands and knees directly above the voluptuous young woman restrained on the bed. She bent down and pressed her mouth hard to Trisha's mouth, forcing the reluctant young woman to kiss her. Trisha shook her head violently, trying to avoid her, but Jen grasped her face firmly in her hand, and I could barely hear her as she whispered fiercely "You will do exactly what I want, when I want, or I will let him take the straps and whips to you again. And when he is done, I will use them on you. Now which do you want?"

Jen bent down to kiss Trisha again, this time with more success. I knew that Jen was not only pleasing herself, but also teasing me. The tantalizing sight before me left me harder than I could have imagined. I couldn't take my eyes off them. 

Jen moved over Trisha a little further and then lowered herself -- and slowly let her nipple graze Trisha's full lips. I was entranced as Trisha tentatively began sucking the hard tip, and then hungrily began biting and licking Jen's nipple and breast with her tongue and mouth. Jen moaned and pressed her breast down against Trisha's mouth, clearly enjoying the attention. 

Positioned over the top of Trisha on her hands and knees, she turned to look at me, and smiled lazily, her eyes glazing over again, this time in response to Trisha's ministrations rather than mine. 

I was mesmerized watching the two young bodies -- the lithe, lean alabaster skin of Jen's frame silhouetted against the light tan of Trisha's voluptuous figure. Jen placed her leg between Trisha's spread legs, pressing her thigh firmly against Trisha's pussy, and then lowered her weight against the woman under her. I watched as Jen ground her thigh into Trisha's cunt.

I watched even more intently then, as Trisha's hips raised slightly to press her pussy against Jen's leg. I continued to stroke my cock, occasionally fondling my now heavy balls. I resisted the strong urge to simply ravish the both of them. That would come soon enough.

Jen began working her way down Trisha's body. I watched intently as she let her tongue draw a light glistening line between the two breasts underneath her, stopping long enough to tug gently at Trisha's hard nipples with her teeth, to gently nip at the soft flesh. Jen let her tongue and lips lightly graze further down over Trisha's abdomen, occasionally stopping just long enough to lightly kiss the appealing flesh. She started again, barely grazing her full lips against the soft skin until reaching the light brown triangle of hair between her thighs. 

I watched as Trisha arched her back and breathed in deeply as Jen pushed her tongue between the swollen lips of her cunt. Trisha groaned with pleasure as Jen pressed her mouth to the engorged sensitive clit.

I couldn't stand it any longer and walked over to the bed, placing myself at the end, just behind Jen's raised ass. I thought about how much I would enjoy grasping her by the hips and driving my cock deep in her ass as she tongue-fucked Trisha. Instead, I simply slipped my hand between her thighs, felt her shift her weight to spread her legs to accommodate my probing fingers, and continued her licking. 

Trisha was thrashing on the bed, her hips thrusting against Jen's mouth. Her hands had grasped the straps holding her to the bedposts and she was nearly rigid with anticipation. When I pressed my finger in Jen's ass, she jerked forward, grunting loudly, and shoved her tongue deep in Trisha's pussy. The sensation sent Trisha over the edge. She screamed as she came, her breath coming in deep heaves, her body shuddering in the throes of orgasm. 

I couldn't take any more. I reached down, grabbed Jen's hair and jerked her back. I knelt down on the bed, rubbed my cockhead across Trisha's full lips and then shoved my prick in her mouth and thrust forward. I drove my cock in deeper as the thick stream of white fluid exploded in her mouth. I held her head and ground my crotch against her face, feeling the stream of sperm subside. Despite feeling Trisha's hungry mouth suck my prick dry of the remaining fluid, my cock remained rigid at the sight of the two young women in front of me. I finally got up and stepped back from the bed, my prick still hard and upright, despite just cumming yet again.

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Jen looked up at me and grinned, then stood up from the bed, and walked over to the nightstand. Trisha was little more than a limp rag doll on the bed. She lay still, her body glistening with a light coat of sweat, her breathing still heavy and her eyes closed. Small splatters of my sperm dotted her lips and face. Jen pulled the strap-on from the drawer and admired it. It made me hard just to think about what was going to happen. A hard faux rubber cock adorned the harness. Seven inches in length and more than 2 inches in circumference mirrored my own size. It was tipped by a mushroom-shaped head and ridged lines that ran the length of the shaft -- it was as realistic looking as it could be except for the lustrous black color that matched that of the harness.

Jen stepped into the harness and I stood behind her and cinched the straps tight. I loved the way the leather harness gripped her hips and bottom. I lightly slapped her ass and she pressed back against me and moaned as I wrapped my arms around her, one hand groping her breast, the other wrapping around the thick black shaft. Trisha opened her eyes as Jen moaned and a combination of fear and lust permeated her gaze as she watched us. 

I spun Jen around and sank to my knees in front of her -- taunting Trisha with my actions. I grasped the hard faux cock firmly and licked the tip with my tongue. Jen grabbed the back of my head and Trisha watched in fascination as first the head, then the shaft disappeared in my mouth. I was in a near state of ecstasy feeling Jen's hips thrusting the prick between my lips. Her breasts quivered with each thrust.

I finally shoved her back, got up from my knees, and stepped back from her, leaning against the wall. I looked at Jen and in my heightened state of excitement managed to stutter hoarsely "I want to watch you fuck her."

Trisha was writhing on the bed, again pulling at her restraints as Jen settled herself on the bed between the young woman's spread thighs -- the cock attached to the strap-on protruding menacingly. She placed her hands on the inside of Trisha's legs and let them slip softly down, again barely grazing the firm flesh. Trisha squirmed as Jen's hand reached the upper part of her thighs. Jen raised to her knees and then straddled Trisha's body, her hand reaching for the cock jutting from her crotch. She pressed the head down and rubbed it slowly against Trisha's cunt -- the ebony head quickly glistening from the contact. Trisha groaned as Jen pressed the ebony mushroom-shaped head more firmly against her cunt, feeling the hard prick as it teased her clit. Her eyes closed and she waited for the inevitable penetration. 

Jen pressed the tip of the cock against Trisha's tight canal, and both women grunted with the force of the penetration as Jen rammed the hard shaft deep between Trisha's spread thighs. Jen positioned herself just above Trisha's body, their breasts barely touching as Jen began to slowly thrust her hips in a slow gentle rocking motion. Standing against the wall, yet again stroking my hard aching shaft, all I could think of was jumping both women and fucking them savagely.

Jen continued to fuck her with slow gentle thrusts. Trisha began to arch her back in anticipation of each thrust. I walked over to the bed and grabbed Jen's hair. "I said to FUCK her, you bitch, not make love to her!" Jen began to thrust harder, but still it was not enough to satisfy my lust. With her hair firmly in my grip, I grabbed the leather strap from the stand and lashed her hard across the ass. 

I bent down and whispered forcefully in Jen's ear loud enough for Trisha to hear, "When we're done here, I want this whore to know her position. I want you to rape her, you bitch. If you can't do it, I will!" I encouraged her cooperation by using the strap again, this time across the back of her thighs. 

She reacted by increasing the tempo of her thrusts. Trisha was straining against her binds, but her eyes were glazed, and her entire body glistened with sweat. I strapped Jen across the ass again, this time leaving a bright red mark, and she drove the strap-on cock nearly the full length of the appendage. Both women were now grunting and sweating from the effort to satisfy my desires, but still it wasn't enough. 

I finally couldn't take anymore and pulled Jen up despite her clear enjoyment of what she was doing. She protested harshly when I said "I want her now", and had to repeat myself more firmly when she protested again. She reluctantly watched as the length of the hard black cock emerged from between Trisha's thighs and then moved off the bed. My cockhead was already glistening with cum at the anticipation of savagely fucking the young woman stretched out and restrained on the bed.

I crawled on the bed between Trisha's knees -- greatly enjoying the sight of her spread legs, lean thighs, and the light brown pubic curls that barely concealed the swollen glistening lips underneath. Like Jen before me, I positioned myself above Trisha, grasped my own hard prick and enjoyed the sensation as I slowly rubbed my cockhead against her moist clit. She moaned underneath me and I pressed my cock down further, allowing the head to barely transgress her tight wet slit. I pressed in slowly, until I felt my cockhead engulfed in the velvety opening. I resisted the urge to drive the length of my shaft in her, and withdrew from her. I let my cock rest against her cunt momentarily before repeating the sequence -- masturbating her clit with my cockhead and then slipping inside her. 




College Adventures Ch. 03



I finally positioned myself firmly between her knees and rammed my cock in her, her gasp only inciting my desire. I could feel my balls pressed against her bottom and tried to grind my cock in deeper, to no avail. I felt Jen's fingers grope my balls from behind, and squeeze firmly as I heard her voice repeat my words back to me "I want you to rape her, you bitch!" I turned to look at her and grunted as she squeezed my balls harder. 

I turned back to Trisha and began to fuck her savagely. Pounding my cock in her, withdrawing the full length and then driving my prick deep in her again and again. She cried out as I fucked her harder and more savagely. 

I had forgotten Jen, but immediately became aware of her again as I felt the strap lash across my ass. To my surprise, the sting excited me and if possible, I became even more of an animal. 

Holding myself above Trisha, my cock buried deep between her thighs, Jen slapped my ass again with the thick leather slap. My cock was like a piston in her cunt. Pumping in and out in a rhythmic motion, I was riveted by the sight of her. Her head back, her face and chest covered with beads of perspiration, my thick prick driving in and out of her pussy, her breath coming quick and heavy among repeated moans, her breasts quivering with each thrust. The thought that she was going to be sore tomorrow from my fucking was even more exciting.

This time, rather than the lash, I felt Jen groping my swollen balls again, and her firm grip was almost painful this time. With surprise, I felt her slip her well-lubricated finger in my ass and I ground my hips against Trisha's as I felt Jen's finger massage the small gland only accessible from my anus. I held still and shivered as she lightly rubbed the small gland -- the pleasure of her masturbating my prostate was overwhelming. God, but she was driving me crazy. She pulled her finger out and then slipped it back in, beginning to slowly finger-fuck my ass again as I again began to fuck Trisha. 

She pulled her finger out and lashed my ass again, and then again. I heard her low hoarse voice saying to me again "Fuck her cunt, you bitch." I was close to cumming but held back and slowed my pace. My balls ached with the pressure and it continued to build. I felt Jen crawl on the bed behind me, felt her fingers groping my balls and fingering my ass again. My hips were slowly thrusting my cock, stopping with each thrust to grind my cock in Trisha's cunt. I spread my legs even further to give Jen access to my ass, wanting and expecting to feel her probing fingers inside me again. 

I felt Jen strike my ass with the strap again, but now found pleasure in the strap rather than pain. I relished the second lash and the third, and then excitedly felt her hands on my ass again. When I pushed my prick deep between Trisha's thighs once again, Jen timed my thrust perfectly. I felt one of her hands on my back pushing me down on top of Trisha, and then felt her finger at my ass again. 

Too late, I knew it was not her finger and felt the bulbous head of the strap-on cock pushing against my hole. I jerked as I felt the well-lubricated head penetrate my ass and could easily feel Jen's hips thrust forward, shoving the length of the shaft deeper, her weight pressing heavier on my bottom and forcing the faux cock deeper in my ass.

My head swam and I was disoriented. My cock was buried in Trisha's tight cunt and now the hard rubber cock was buried in my ass. I felt Jen's hot breath on my neck as she thrust in my ass again, felt her soft lips on the back of my neck, and I heard her voice in my ear "Now who's the bitch? I want you to come in her cunt while I fuck you in the ass." 

I reached back over my shoulder to grab her hair and pulled her head tightly to me, saying to her "When we're done here, I'm going to rape your ass until you beg me to stop, and when you do, I'm just going to fuck you harder."

In response, I felt Jen drive the final length of the strap-on cock in my ass, and felt her grind her hips against my bottom, making me crazy. I began fucking Trisha again with abandon -- she writhed underneath me and I could feel her hips trying to meet my thrusts. Feeling my cock in her velvety cunt and the exquisite pressure around my prick, my head was spinning. After thrusting forward, I would press backward with equal force, forcing my ass back on the cock that now penetrated deeply. I felt Jen rise up on her knees, grasp my hips firmly, and simply hold on as I fucked Trisha below me, and pressed my cock back against her thrusts in my ass. 

I was near-crazed in sexual ecstasy and screamed "You fucking whore, fuck my ass!" As I felt the rubber prick slide in ass again, my body went rigid, my back arched, and my balls finally exploded. I drove my cock deep between Trisha's thighs and held still, my head continuing to spin as the thick fluid spilled from my cock, filling her cunt. She groaned with the final thrust and lay limp beneath me as I let the full weight of my body rest on her. Jen continued to fuck me slowly from behind and as the head of hard rubber cock slipped back and forth inside me, it continued to stimulate the small gland, making the pleasure even greater. 

When I finally went limp, Jen collapsed on top of me and after a moment, I felt the hard cock slowly begin to slip out of my ass as her weight shifted and she slipped off and over to one side of Trisha. I pushed myself over, taking my weight off Trisha and coming to rest on her other side. I reached up and unleashed the cuff around her wrist, and Jen watching me, did the same. Sitting up, it took only a second to unleash the cuff around her ankles, and I fell back to her side. With Trisha in the middle, Jen on one side, me on the other, we were completely drained.

Trisha lifted her arm from above her head and laid it down her side, and I felt her fingers fondle my soft cock. I watched contentedly as her other hand lightly stroked Jen's still hard strap-on. I reached up and caressed her breast and watched as Jen softly stroked her belly. Her eyes closed and she sighed softly. I could barely hear the softly spoken question from her, "What do you want from me now?" 

I smiled at Jen, who smiled back. Jen bent over and kissed her, a soft lingering kiss. I reached up and turned her face to mine, and kissed her similarly, enjoying the soft caress of her lips in response to my kiss. I looked into her eyes. "I want you to get some sleep whore." I said. I looked at Jen and continued "I've promised to anally rape the both of you. But that can wait until we're rested."



College Adventures Ch. 04



[It has been some time since I submitted my last set of College Adventures and I encourage you to read the prior submissions to best understand what transpires here. And please don't hesitate to offer comments or suggestions. Enjoy.] 



Alina Sorel was one of the students that I'd found to be in an 'inappropriate' relationship with one of our faculty members – trading certain sexual favors for higher grades. She was an exceptional young woman in terms of her beauty, with strawberry-blonde hair, blue eyes, and one of those bodies that so many young women aspire to, but seldom seem to achieve. But her scholarly abilities clearly were not the equal of many of the other students here at McCalester. It was fortunate then, that she came from a wealthy family and that her father was chair of the University's Board of Trustees. Not only did she get into McCalester (needless to say, with her father's assistance), but she had managed to fit in, if struggling academically. My assistant and personal whore, Jen, had pointed out that Ms. Sorel was a bit of a bitch. That wasn't particularly concerning to me since it all worked in my favor. Although admittedly, I probably should have thought twice before fucking the 19-year old daughter of the man who chaired the college's Board of Trustees. 

I had arranged with my assistant Jen to deliver her directly to my residence rather than my office. When they walked in, I was in my robe at my desk, and I dismissed Jen with a short "You won't be needed any more this evening." I could tell she was clearly irritated and that she had expected to be involved in the evening's festivities. Or debaucheries. But I had other things planned for her, and was looking forward to focusing my attention (and desires) on young Ms. Sorel this evening.

I looked up briefly from my paperwork, sipped from the glass of the scotch on my desk, and took in the young woman from my position behind the desk. She clearly hadn't expected to meet with me in my residence and was uncomfortable under my gaze, especially I think, given my less than formal dress. She wore a pale yellow sundress that stopped at mid-thigh. She was curvaceous, with a budding woman's body. She had well-formed hips under the billowy dress, and her breasts were full, firm and nearly overflowing from the top of the dress, contained only by the well-placed straps holding the dress in place. 

I turned back to my work and ignored her. She busied herself looking around for a few minutes and then exasperated, indicated by a long and loud exhaled sigh, she parked herself in the large leather chair across from my desk. I continued to focus on the pile of papers on my desk until she annoyingly spoke up, "Why am I here?" 

I looked directly into her eyes and was equally plain in my response, "Because I wanted a young bitch to fuck this afternoon, and since you're here, you were clearly available."

Her look was one of utter shock. She quickly rose and turned to leave the room when I again spoke, "I understand you've been fucking one of your professors."

She stopped, and then turned to face me, her face flushed and clearly flustered. "What are you talking about?"

"Was I not clear in what I said?"

She looked at me like an animal caught in a trap. And she made her first mistake. "Professor Bradford started it. I didn't want to....but, but,..."

Keeping my composure at this revelation was difficult – I hadn't expected this, but I was ecstatic in its potential implications. I knew she'd screwed Bob Mitchell, negotiating her grade for what appeared to be on the video I had, a sumptuous blowjob, and one I was looking forward to experiencing. Alina went on, and I listened, becoming more ecstatic and horny by the minute. Sara Bradford, who was also Associate Dean, had been a significant thorn in my side since my appointment as President, but had seemed invulnerable. Alina's revelation that she was screwing Dean Bradford now pierced that aura of invincibility and I looked forward to being the person to really puncture it. I let myself become distracted thinking about fucking Sara Bradford, when Alina shrieked, "What the hell are you doing?"

I had inadvertently begun to stroke my now-hard cock in anticipation of the depravities I expected to engage in with Sara, only to be brought back to the reality of the moment, and young Ms. Sorel. Who was going to make a more than adequate substitute in Dean Bradford's immediate absence. 

I stood up, my robe open and my prick fully erect, my hand wrapped around the thick shaft, slowly sliding up and down. Alina, obviously shocked, turned and started quickly for the door, only to stop when I said loudly "I think you might want to see this." She turned when she heard the moans from the large screen on the wall as I turned on the already cued up video. 

Like I had done with Trisha Campbell, in vivid display on the large flat-screen hanging on the wall, was Alina in a rather precarious position on a couch, moaning loudly, her mouth wrapped around an erect, if rather tiny cock, and Professor Mitchell, in the throes of what appeared to be an excellent blowjob, furiously masturbating her clit. He was clearly not doing a good job of it given the pained expression on her face. However, she continued to suck his cock despite the look on her face that suggested Bob was rubbing her clit with sandpaper. I looked at her. "If you've been fucking Dean Bradford, who I didn't know about, and Professor Mitchell, who I obviously do know about, it makes me wonder which of the other faculty members you've been screwing. And since I know you're sucking his cock in exchange for a grade, it makes me ask whether your grades for any of your courses are legitimate at all?" 

She stopped in mid-stride and shrieked "How did you get this?! This is illegal! You can't..."

I walked up to her and coldly slapped her across the face which quickly brought the shrieking to a halt. She looked at me in stunned silence. I stared directly into her eyes, "All you need to understand is the following. With a single flick of my finger, I will send a copy of this little video clip from an anonymous account to your father. Do I need to say more?"

She looked at me stunned, then shook her head and didn't speak.

I continued to stroke my cock directly in front of her. I grabbed her shoulder and turned her toward the screen on the wall just in time to see Professor Mitchell groan heavily and come in her mouth. She turned back to me and I let my eyes wander over her, clearly making her uncomfortable. I looked at her hungrily and said abruptly, looking back at the screen,"When I shove my cock in your mouth, I'm going to love that kind of attention. Now get your dress off. And then get on your knees."

When she hesitated, I slapped her again and grabbed a thick handful of the strawberry-blonde hair. I jerked her head to me and pressed my mouth to her ear. "I won't tell you again. Strip and get on your knees." 

Her eyes widened, but she grabbed the loose part of the sundress around her hips and pulled it up and over her head. As the dress came off, firm, fleshy orbs tipped with taut pink nipples were begging to be slapped and catching her by surprise, I did. I loved the feel of her tit and the gasp that escaped her lips as my hand smacked the tender fleshy skin, leaving a bright red mark across the white flesh. Thin cotton panties barely covered the darker blonde hair between her thighs. 

When she dropped down in front of me, my thick cock positioned directly in front of her face, I reveled in the sight of her on her knees, how her breasts hung precariously at my knees, revealing deep cleavage, and the thin fabric of her panties and how it stretched across her inviting ass. The mushroom-shaped head of my prick was swollen, the tip glistening with beads of translucent fluid. I grasped the thick shaft and placed it directly in front of her lips, my other hand holding her head firmly in place. I slowly grazed the head of my cock across her mouth, leaving a light trail of the glistening fluid along her full lips. The sensation, the light touch of her lips on the head of my cock was exhilarating, and I jerked her head back, leaving her lips slightly parted, and pressed my cock lightly to her lips again. 

I looked down at her on her knees. Her face framed my cock, her breasts directly beneath, her nipples hard, her breath coming a little faster than before and blue eyes opened wide and fixated on my cock. She could see every inch of the thick shaft and the dark purple veins running the length from my balls to my cockhead. 

I still grasped a thick bundle of her hair, holding her head firmly. "I want you to take my cockhead in your mouth Alina. Nothing but the head of my prick. Do not touch my cock with your hands. Do you understand?"

I heard the lightest whisper of "yesssssss" from her, and felt my balls contract as her mouth slowly wrapped around the thick swollen head, her tongue probing. I groaned as I felt her warm wet mouth encircle the head of my prick. Her hands rested lightly on the front of my thighs, as her tongue teased me, drifting around the rim of the swollen head. I resisted the urge to plunge my cock down her throat and savagely fuck her mouth. 

"Now I want to feel your fingers gently squeezing and fondling my balls as you suck me. Show me what a cock-sucking whore you are. I want you to make me come you little bitch."

I felt her hand groping for my balls, and I groaned heavily as I felt her first squeeze, then caress my sensitive balls. I exhaled deeply in the next moment as I watch the shaft of my cock slowly disappear between her lips. The dual sensations were almost too much to bear. My cock was now glistening with her saliva and each time she swallowed the long thick shaft, I could feel my cockhead sliding further down her velvety throat. Her talented fingers played with my balls, squeezing them just firmly enough to elicit a grunt from me each time that was half pain and half sheer pleasure. 

Her eyes never left mine and I was increasingly reaching a point where I wouldn't be able to control myself. Her pace quickened slightly and I felt the pressure build in my balls. She pressed her fingers against my hard shaft deep under my ball sac, stroking me firmly, and my knees nearly buckled. 

I couldn't take my eyes from hers and knew that I wouldn't last much longer. As she began her next stroke, I finally couldn't stop myself and drove my cock deep in her mouth. I could see the surprise in her eyes, but there was also a smile on her lips, despite being stretched tightly around my cock. I grasped her hair firmly and began to thrust in her mouth. Watching her soft red lips wrapped around the shaft of my cock, and the thick shaft slipping in and out of her mouth made my cock throb and my balls ache. Dark purplish veins lined the length of my rigid prick, and I began to feel the tingling in my balls and the base of my cock – I knew I was going to come. I pulled my cock back, leaving her warm wet mouth wrapped only around my cockhead again. I felt her tongue teasing the tip of my prick and as her fingers groped my balls again, squeezing gently, I felt the orgasm erupt as my body stiffened and my vision fogged. 

The first stream of sperm drenched her tongue, and I pulled my cock from her mouth and left the tip perched against her lips. I stroked my prick and watched intently as another thick stream of milky white fluid spewed over her lips and chin. I pulled her head back and stroked my cock firmly as another spurt of thick come splashed over her face. As the intensity of the orgasm subsided, I continued to milk my cock over her upturned face, letting the remaining thin rivulets and drops of come fall over her cheeks and mouth.

When I finally released her hair, she bowed her head, letting the cum drip from her face and trickle down her neck and upper chest. She folded her arms across her breasts as if to hide them from me. Standing directly in front of her now, my increasingly limp cock half-drooping in front of her, I reached down and pulled her to her feet. "Lower your arms."

At first hesitant, I flexed my arm as if to slap her again, and she quickly dropped her arms to her side, exposing full firm tits, tipped by hard pink nipples. I took her left nipple firmly between my thumb and forefinger, and pulled her to me. Grabbing the back of her hair again, I kissed her hard, shoving my tongue between her full lips, still slightly salty from my cum.

I pulled away and walked over to the leather sofa. I turned and sat with my legs spread. I looked over at her – with one hand I reached down and began to play with my still half-hard prick, and with the other, I beckoned her over. My cock stiffened slightly as I watched her walk over, both hips and breasts swaying seductively. "Take off your panties and get on your knees – I want you to suck my cock until I'm hard again."

I relished watching her remove the thin fabric, exposing the triangle of slightly darker reddish-blonde hair between her thighs. Before she could kneel, I bent over and slipped my finger between her thighs. I loved the slight gasp as she felt my fingers probing her, and she visibly jumped as I teased her swollen clit, before withdrawing my fingers and sticking them in my mouth. The taste of her was heavenly.

She finally knelt, this time bending over my lap to get to my cock. I wrapped my fingers around the base of my prick, holding it for her, and enjoyed the sensation as I watched again as my prick once again disappeared between her lips. It wasn't long before my cock was hard again and I didn't intend to waste this erection cumming in her mouth.

I grabbed a thick chunk of her hair again and pulled her head up. Standing up directly in front of her and slightly over her, and never letting go of her hair, I stepped quickly to one side, then dropped to my knees behind her. I pushed her body forward so that she was on her knees bent over the seat of the couch, her ass and cunt perfectly positioned for me.

Without waiting, I grasped her hip with one hand and shoved my cock between her thighs with the other. I loved feeling my prick slide forward, pressed against her cunt. Holding my prick with my hand, and pressing the hard shaft up against her pussy from below, I slowly thrust my hips back and forth, rubbing my cockhead against her warm wet slit, which slowly began to open against my pressure. She moaned and shifted her hips and I finally felt my swollen prickhead slip into the buttery soft opening. With several more hard thrusts my cock was firmly lodged deep between her thighs. 

Her thighs were slightly parted to accommodate my cock, and her full heart-shaped ass was directly in front of me. I shoved my cock again only to press it as deep in her cunt as I could go and I could hear the soft gasp escape from her lips. I moved my knees back slightly to better position myself behind her and to be able to better hold her in the position I wanted.

I ground my cock in her, and began to caress her ass. The soft skin was exhilarating, and I couldn't stop myself from several slaps of her firm cheeks. I could just make out the tiny ringed hole between her ass cheeks and I slid my fingers in between. I loved probing the tight hole because Alina jerked her hips each time I pressed my fingers firmly against the tight anal ring. I wanted to fuck her ass with a vengeance, but I could feel the walls of her cunt wrapped firmly around my aching shaft, and priorities are priorities.

I grabbed her hips again to hold her in place and began to fuck her savagely. I withdrew my cock nearly to the tip and rammed it hard into her again and again. The gasps and sharp cries increased in volume and intensity as I ravished her. I leaned over her back, still grinding my cock deep inside her and grabbing her hair, jerked her head back. I pressed my mouth to her ear, and whispered coarsely, "Do you like being my whore, bitch?" With my hips resting firmly against her ass, I could only grind my cock into her cunt. "As tight as your ass was around my finger, I bet you've never taken a cock in your ass, have you?"

She groaned a weak "noooo" as I shoved my cock hard in her again. I smiled at her dilemma and my good fortune. I pulled back up on my knees, began to fuck her furiously, and said firmly, "I loved cumming in your mouth – now beg me to cum in your cunt bitch, and I won't fuck your ass today. Do it, whore. I want to hear you beg me to cum in your pussy." She cried out with my renewed effort, and her cries only encouraged me.

Still kneeling behind her, with my cock buried deep between her thighs, I grabbed her by the shoulder with one hand and once again grabbed a thick bundle of strawberry-blonde hair. I jerked her head back using my newfound leverage, and began fucking her viciously again. My hips were thrusting my cock in her like a piston, and I heard the first weak sentence through her grunts, "P-p-p-p-lease. Cum in me."

I reached down and slapped her already red ass. My well-lubricated cock was covered in her juices and thin trickles from her drenched cunt glistened along the inside of her thighs. I continued to fuck her, sometimes stopping after I had driven my cock deep inside her to grind my pelvis against her firm ass. I growled at her again, "Cum where bitch? Tell me. Beg me to cum in your cunt."

I slipped one hand under her and pinched her taut nipple. She jerked from the pain and gasped. I heard her again as she whispered and stammered this time, "My cunt. Please cum in my cunt."

I groped her breast, squeezing hard. I wanted to cum in her and knew I couldn't hold back much longer. She had collapsed forward on the couch, letting me take her. "Do you like being my whore, baby? Beg me again slut, beg me to cum in your pussy."

This time, when she uttered "Yesssssssssssssss. Make me your whore. Cum in my cunt you bastard." That sent me over the edge as I felt my balls contract and the beginning of my orgasm. I thrust my cock in her hard again as the first thick stream exploded from my cock. I quickly pulled out like I did from her mouth earlier, and placed the head of my cock firmly against her tight ass. A second thick stream of cum exploded from the head of my cock and splashed across the tight little hole of her ass. Barely in control, I pressed my cockhead firmly against the tight ring, now lubricated with my cum, and shoved hard enough to press my cockhead through the tight orifice. She screamed as I violated her and I had to hold her hips steady as the final streams of cum filled the virgin cavity.

I was in ecstasy with just my cockhead buried in her tight hole. Holding her firmly in place, I again milked my cock, draining my prick of the final drops of sperm. We were both exhausted and covered in sweat, her still on her knees but her body draped across the seat of the couch, and me still kneeling behind her, trying to keep my rapidly deflating cock from popping out of her ass.

My prick finally went completely limp and I simply fell back on the floor. She turned to look at me and I beckoned her to the floor. She positioned herself beside me and I placed her hand over my cock and balls. I kissed her and rolled over on top of her, my limp prick nestled in the triangle between her thighs, my body pinning her to the floor. I bent down and bit her nipple, and felt it stiffen slightly as I teased the tip with my tongue.

I finally looked down at her. I liked feeling her underneath me – her body pressed against mine, but at my will. I could feel her hands on my hips, holding me in place. Her eyes looking at me questioning, the thin trails of sperm still caked around her mouth. I intended to fuck her again, as soon as I could get my still-limp cock, now firmly lodged against her pussy, to stiffen. But in the meantime, "Now, about this relationship with Sara Bradford, let's talk more about that."



College Adventures Ch. 05



[It has been some time since I submitted my last segment in the College Adventures series. I encourage you to read the prior entries to best understand what transpires here. I am always interested in any comments and suggestions you might have. Enjoy.]



The speaker on my desk buzzed and I flipped the switch. Jen, who served as my office assistant and personal whore said, "President Warwick, Trisha Campbell's mother is here to see you." 

I leaned back in my chair and smiled. An interesting development. Apparently, Trisha wasn't quite yet as much under my control as I had thought and I was clearly going to have to rectify that. In the interim, however, it seemed that I was going to have to deal with her mother. I pressed the speaker button – "Show her in Miss Martin."

The door soon opened and Jen walked in, followed by a stunning vision of beauty. Trisha Campbell's mother was perfection personified. Shoulder-length raven-black hair framed her face. Penetrating green eyes shrouded under thick black lashes. Her olive skin radiated and as I approached her, a lilting fragrance of lavender made me smile. She was tall, with an excellent build. An ivory-colored silk blouse clung to her physique – the top two buttons were undone – lending to an effect that was devilishly revealing, teasingly scintillating, but in perfect taste. A grey wool skirt hugged well-toned hips and ended just below mid-thigh – revealing a pair of thighs and calves that were breathtaking – even if I were an admitted ass man. 

I stood and walked around my desk, never taking my eyes off the woman. It wasn't much of a task to keep my eyes on her face rather than the open neckline of her blouse given her stunning appearance. I reached out to shake her hand and introduce myself. "Mrs. Campbell. So very nice to meet you. I'm Jason Warwick, President of McCalester College. Please call me Jason."

She smiled. "It's Ms. Olivia Campbell, and please call me Liv." 

I directed her toward a large leather chair, and after she sat, I followed suit in the chair opposite her. My interest in her was clear, and I was sure it elicited the playful smile that graced her lips. I worked diligently to keep my eyes on hers, but failed repeatedly – her legs were nearly irresistible – especially the way in which they disappeared deliciously under the grey wool of the skirt. 

"President Warwick..." she stopped briefly and smiled as I started to correct her. "Jason...I understand from Trisha that there's something of a problem."

I thought of Trisha and the last time I saw her several nights ago in my university-provided residence just above us. On her hands and knees in front of me, my hand grasping a thick knot of her hair, my cock buried deep between her thighs, thrusting rhythmically, listening to her moan with each thrust, my other hand slapping her ass. Remembering how I exploded when she begged me to cum in her. Needless to say, I had to shift in my chair to hide my growing erection. I smiled at Liv and said, "I honestly don't think there's any problem here. We did have a slight complication earlier. But Trisha and I have negotiated a solution that works for all parties involved. And one I might say, that I think both of us are quite happy about."

She smiled. "Well. If Trish were okay with the solution, I probably wouldn't be here right now, would I? As I understand it, she may not be able to graduate. And her admittance to a number of graduate schools is in jeopardy. Is that correct?"

I smiled again. Such lovely legs. I wondered what she would look like on her knees, her fingers wrapped around my prick, and my cockhead sliding between those full lips. I had to stop fantasizing and gather a little self-control here. My cock was raising a tent in my pants and it wasn't going to be easy to hide if I kept this up.

"Liv, I assure you that at the moment there's no real problem here. I honestly think it best if Trish and I continue to resolve any problems in the manner we've already set in motion. She will graduate on time, admittances to graduate schools will be as common as the spring rains, and everyone will be happy." Especially me, I thought, since we were still early in the spring semester and there were months to go til the end. And fucking Trisha as often as possible was going to continue as one of my priorities for the next few months until the end of the semester arrived. 

"Jason, nothing is more important to me than Trisha and her future. I will do anything to make sure that both of them are secure. For this reason, I'd like to know what the issue is and how I might be able to help my daughter."

I faced Liv, and smiled again. This was going to be interesting. "Liv, I really don't think this is something for you to concern yourself with. Nor do I think you really want to be concerned with it. However, if you absolutely insist on proceeding, I'm sure you and I can work this out between us." I smiled again.

She stared at me intently. Considering. I took her in with my eyes like one would draw in a breath of air. Completely. Silky black hair caressed her shoulders. One hand rested on the arm of the chair, the slender fingers of the other rested lightly on her thigh. 

I stood up, thankful that my erection had subsided. I buzzed Jen, and asked her to come in. As she entered, I looked at her and said, "Ms. Campbell and I have some matters to discuss of a personal nature. I realize that it's late, but if you'll stay just a bit longer, I have a couple more requests of you." 

I turned to Liv, smiled at her once more, and asked, "Can I offer you a drink before we get started?"

I poured two scotches over ice and walked back over to her, handing her the glass. I walked back to my desk and leaned against it, raising the glass to her and taking a drink of the soft brown liquid, watching her do the same.

"Once again, Liv, I assure you that I have personally worked with Trish to resolve this issue, and I consider anything that might have been problematic to now be a non-issue. I really think it best if you leave it to me to make sure the matter is handled appropriately."

She smiled. "Jason, Trish doesn't know that I'm here at the moment. She called me several weeks ago and I've only just been able to get here. I don't disbelieve you. But since I'm here, why don't you explain it to me?"

So that was it. Trish called her mother right after I confronted her several weeks ago and first coerced her into our arrangement. 

Taking another drink of the scotch, I looked hard at the woman in front of me. What to do? "Liv, let your daughter grow up and learn to take her lumps. I'll make sure it's an experience she learns from."

She stood up and walked across the room toward me, stopping just short. "My husband divorced me many years ago, but leaving me a very wealthy woman, a business to run, and a daughter. I prize all three. What has happened here?"

I looked down into those beautiful green eyes, let my eyes drift down to the open blouse that revealed the soft swell of her breasts, then down further to the curve of her hips. Not caring that she knew what I was doing. I looked back into her eyes, emptied the last drink of scotch and thought to myself "What the hell. Nothing ventured, nothing gained." I smiled at her again. "Alright Liv." I pointed at the large screen behind the conference table and said "Take a look."

I walked over and picked up the remote on my desk and pressed the button. Up popped the image of her daughter, Trish, naked, dropping to her knees in front of her professor and beginning to lick his cock like a popsicle. Liv stood there with a stunned look on her face.

I watched. "You missed the part where she negotiated her grade. This next one, however, is really the part I like best." At that point, I pressed the button again, and a second video screen came to life. This time, Trish was strapped face-down on a bed. A man's body straddling her, his cock buried in her ass. Her ass cheeks firm, full and bright red from his slaps. She groaned each time he rammed his cock in her ass, and you could hear her begging him to fuck her harder. "By the way Liv, when your daughter begs me to fuck her harder like that, I come almost instantaneously in her ass. I can't seem to help myself."

She looked at me intently. "I'll have you jailed."

I looked back at her and smiled. "I don't think so. I explained it to Trish and that's how she ended up face down like that with my cock buried in her ass. Let me explain it to you as well."

Jen walked into the office after I had buzzed her. I turned and gazed at Liv. "Jen, have Ms. Campbell's hotel send her luggage over and see that it gets upstairs to the guest residence. She'll be staying for a few days as we work through some of her daughter's issues here on campus."

I turned and beckoned Jen over to me. I grasped her ass firmly with one hand as she came close and without taking my eyes off Liv, I kissed her and whispered quietly in her ear. Turning my gaze back to Trish's mother, I said to Jen, "Remember what I just told you. I'll want you later, so don't go far." She ground her cunt against my thigh and smiled as she turned and walked out the door.

I turned back to Liv and stretched out my hand. "Let me show you the upstairs guest quarters."

I watched Liv as she positioned herself near the picture windows overlooking the campus. My personal residence was quite lavish and her presence here was a deliciously added bonus. I decided it was best to make it clear my expectations. "I enjoyed making Trish my personal whore. And I dare say that since she called you, she's come to enjoy her role. As will you. But whether you enjoy it or not, I'm going to enjoy having you as my personal plaything."

"Whore, you mean."

"As you wish. Just keep in mind the consequences for Trish should you decide that you'll no longer participate."

Liv stared at me. "I don't really see any alternatives at this moment."

I smiled. "No, there really aren't any if you want a future for your daughter. For now, I'm afraid both you and Trish belong to me." I stepped up to her, grasped her chin and kissed her. I enjoyed feeling her resist, especially when I cupped her breast and squeezed hard. 

I stepped back from her and laughed. "Now, if you'll come with me. I need to change into something more comfortable."

She followed me to my bedroom. I turned to face her and began to disrobe. Finally down to my boxers, the outline of my semi-erect cock was clearly visible through the thin cotton. My cock sprang free as I pushed the boxers down over my hips, and hardened perceptibly under her gaze. I reached down and lightly stroked my hard shaft in front of her.

"Now Liv. Your turn. Strip."

She glowered, but kicked off her shoes, revealing shapely feet with brightly polished clear nails. Hesitantly, she began to slowly unbutton the silk blouse, each button undone leaving me slightly more excited. When she finally let it fall from her shoulders, a nearly translucent filmy bra with a front hook cupped firm, melon-sized breasts. I could see the firm brown nipples molded under the thin fabric and shuddered at the thought of biting the taut tips. She looked around hesitantly and draped the blouse over the back of a chair. She then released the clasp on the side of the gray skirt, unzipped the side, and let it fall momentarily around her ankles. Clad only in the bra and a similarly translucent pair of bikini panties, she stepped out of the skirt, bent down to pick it up and deposited it on top of the blouse.

She turned to face me, her eyes instinctively dropping to my prick –I walked closer to her, then reached out and caressed the side of her breast through the filmy bra. It had the intended effect on both of us. My balls contracted as I touched her, and her nipple visibly hardened underneath the thin material. I let my fingers stroke the taut nub, and then pulled the edge of the bra back to reveal a pert brown tip and puckered aureole. 

I drew closer to her, and despite her impassive face, I could detect a scintillating musky odor mixed with the lavender I smelled earlier – I knew she was wet between her thighs. My fingers found the clasp of her bra nestled between her breasts. A twist of my fingers and the hook came free – the lacy cups popped open, exposing the soft delicate flesh underneath. I pushed the straps back over her shoulders and then let my fingers trail down the sides of her breasts. I bent down and blew softly on the firm brown nubs, then took the tip of one between my teeth. She shivered as my tongue flicked across the tip.

I let my fingers caress the soft skin, trailing lightly along the sides of her breasts, then sliding lightly down her sides, barely touching her skin. The head of my cock lay against her stomach and I pushed forward against her, letting her feel the full length of my prick. My hands slid further down, resting momentarily on her hips, then sliding around to grasp her firm ass. I looked down at her, my eyes locked on hers, and growled "I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

I pressed her back against the wall, then dropped to my knees, and quickly grasped the edges of her panties, jerking them down from her hips, exposing the triangle of dark hair between her thighs. I pushed the panties down her legs, letting my hands feel her legs all the way down. From my position on my knees in front of her, I looked up at her, lightly caressing the backs of her legs with my fingers. I leaned over and nipped the front of her thigh with my teeth, then grasped her legs more firmly and let my tongue slowly drift up the inside of her thigh. 

Her skin was incredibly soft. My hands slid up the backs of her legs, grasping her just below her ass, and I alternately nipped at the soft flesh and teased her with my tongue. My face was now at the dark triangle of hair centered neatly between her thighs, the smell of her cunt driving me crazy. I wanted to bury my cock in her pussy and ravage her. I grasped the insides of her thighs, and growled hoarsely "Spread your legs wider", and felt her weight shift as her feet spread further apart. I took advantage, and pressed my mouth tightly to her cunt – my tongue first penetrating the thick dark hair covering her mound, and finally reaching the swollen labia. I pressed my mouth tighter to her, slipping my tongue up and down the length of her pussy. Tracing small light circles around her clit, I felt her hips begin to squirm. 

I grasped her hips more firmly as I pressed my face deeper between her thighs. Her squirming hips and soft moans excited me to no end. When I felt her close to coming, I retreated. Slipping my tongue down the inside of her thighs, nipping at the delicate flesh with my teeth. I occasionally reached down to stroke my aching cock – the urge to drag her down to the floor and fuck her savagely was overwhelming. I continued teasing her – tonguing her incessantly until she was close to orgasm, and then pulling back – I didn't want her cumming. After 30 minutes of the back and forth, bringing her close to orgasm, only to stop short, I finally rose off my knees, my face glistening with her juices. Despite her reluctance and initial distaste for her predilection, her eyes were glazed with lust. 

I kissed her and grabbing her arm, pulled her over to the bed. I stood behind her, one arm wrapped around her, hand lightly resting on her stomach, my other hand on her hip, pulling her against me, my chest against her back, my face buried in her neck, and my cock pressed tightly against her firm ass. I glanced up at the clock – it was time. I pressed my mouth to her ear and growled hoarsely, "I want you face down on that bed."

Surprisingly, she did as she was instructed. I was disappointed. I was hoping to force her down. I clambered on and straddled her ass. I ran my hands over her back. Then slipping them under her arms, I trailed my fingers down her sides, feeling the fleshy swell of her breasts, through the slender curve of her waist leading down to her hips just underneath me. She didn't so much as move, but I knew she was experiencing a raw set of emotions. I laid the weight of my body down on top of her – I didn't want her able to free herself when she realized what was about to happen. 

I stroked her arm, and slipped the anchored cuff around her wrist before she could think about it. I grasped her other arm and rolled to the side of the bed, quickly slipping the cuff on the other side around her wrist and closing it. She had shrieked somewhere in the process, and had tried to get up, but with both wrists restrained by the cuffs attached to the separate head posts of the bed, she wasn't going anywhere. I quickly restrained her legs in like manner, cinched each restraint tight, and she was soon laid out on the bed, legs spread and all four limbs securely attached to each corner of the bed. She continued to struggle and I bent down to whisper in her ear, "Perhaps you remember your daughter in a similar position as she begged me to ass-fuck her."

I stood up and looked down at her, then reached down to the small cabinet next to the bed and pulled out several items. It was clear that she didn't understand where this was headed. And that was exactly what I had intended. "You're an incredibly beautiful and powerful woman Liv. And I'm looking forward to experiencing that alpha side. But for the time being, I'm going to enjoy your humiliation and degradation."

She managed to get out "What are you...." before I sat down beside her, pushed the ball gag in her mouth, and strapped it around her head. 

I smiled at her. "I can't have you talking. Or screaming." She could do no more than grunt through the gag.

As I sat next to her, I slowly began to stroke my cock again. With the other hand, I stroked my fingers down her back and caressed her ass. She was exquisite. "Now for the next part of our evening here, I have a surprise for you. And your role in this, despite your clearly powerful alpha side, is completely submissive." I slipped my finger between her ass cheeks and probed her tight hole. She grunted again and squirmed at my probing.

"Unfortunately, this also involves completely masking your identity which means you're going to have to suffer a little discomfort with this hood over your head." As her eyes opened wide and she threw her head back and forth to prevent the inevitable, I pulled the lightweight mesh hood over her head. I pushed her hair up inside the hood and then pulled the drawstrings closed loosely around her neck and tied them. It was the perfect effect and exactly what I intended for what I had in mind. 

I stroked her again, this time letting my fingers trail down between her thighs. I lightly fingered the blood-gorged labia, wanting to bury my tongue in her cunt again. Instead, I rose, walked over to the bar and poured myself a scotch and water. "Our guests will be arriving shortly Liv." Her body strained at this announcement. "I believe that's them I hear now."

The scotch went down easy, and I walked back over to the bed. I grabbed a leather strap from the closet wall on the way, and by the time Trish and Jen walked into the room, I had already lashed Liv's ass with several strokes.

I turned to look at the young women as they entered the room, both naked in anticipation of my desires. The look on Trish's face was one of lust and puzzlement. She had gladly accepted her role as my whore, and my willingness to give her to Jen on occasion. This was the first time she'd been exposed to another woman in my domain. She looked down at the woman on the bed and back at me. Jen stood in the door watching us, knowing what was coming.

I walked over to Trisha, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her, then whispered in her ear, "Trish, I have a surprise for you today." I felt her hand encircle my swollen member, squeezing lightly. At the mention of her name, Liv began to struggle on the bed. She had only just realized that her daughter was now in the room, and she could hear every part of our conversation.




College Adventures Ch. 05



"You now have a fair understanding of my various desires and perversions, yes?" She nodded. "It was only a few weeks ago that you were the woman strapped facedown on that bed."

I led Trish over to the bed, where I sat down and caressed Liv's inviting ass. I pulled her down next to me and whispered, "I want to watch you fondle her." 

Trish, still lightly gripping my prick in one hand, tentatively reached over and still unknown to her, caressed her mother's back, and then, encouraged by my smile and hardening cock, let her fingers drift down and across the soft skin of Liv's ass. I reached over and cupped Trish's breast in my hand, then bent down and teased her taut pink nipple with my tongue. I watched excitedly as Trish explored further, slipping her hand down between Liv's spread thighs.

Her fingers probed her mother's swollen clit, and at that touch, Liv's body went rigid under the restraints. The muffled sounds from behind the ball gag and under the hood became a steady moan as Trish then slipped her fingers in the still anonymous woman's cunt. 

I couldn't take my eyes off the scene before me as the young woman, wanting to please me, and explore her own emerging desires, eagerly finger-fucked her mother's soaking cunt. I couldn't wait any longer, as I stood up and then pulled Trish with me. I pulled her tight to me, my thick cock pressed against her belly, and kissed her hard. I could feel her still wet fingers on my hip, holding me firm to her. I whispered hoarsely in her ear, "I want to watch you fuck her."

She looked at me in surprise, and with that, Jen walked over to the closet, and emerged holding two strap-ons in her hand. Handing one to me, she stepped into the harness of the first, and cinched the leg and waist straps tight. She grinned at us, took the second from me, knelt down in front of Trish and held it out for her. Hesitantly at first, Trish stepped into the harness and Jen pulled it up around her hips. She positioned the faux cock, then pulled the waist and leg straps taut. I reached down and grasped the faux rubber cock, and knelt down in front of Trish. I took the head of the fake cock and rubbed it against my lips, watching the desire in Trish's eyes grow exponentially. 

I looked up at her. "Fuck my mouth." And then let the cockhead slip between my lips. Jen walked behind me and held my head as Trish began to slowly thrust the cock between my lips. I reached down to stroke my cock with one hand while resting the other on Trish's hip. She reached down and grabbed my hair with both hands as she began to thrust wildly, the thick dark shaft glistening with my saliva. The time was right. 

I grasped her hips and pushed her back, the cock slipping from my mouth. I looked at her intensely, and then at Liv, still restrained unknowingly on the bed. I walked to the head of the bed, got on and sat at the head with my back against the headboard. My legs were spread and crossed over each of Liv's arms. I beckoned to Jen, still harnessed with the other strap-on, who promptly clambered on, and pressing her back against my chest, straddled my erect prick. Trish watched excitedly as Jen settled herself on my cock, and seemed momentarily mesmerized, as my thick cock disappeared between the slender woman's thighs.

I looked at Trish, her eyes glazed with lust and desire. "Now."

And with that, the young woman crawled between Liv's outstretched legs at the other end of the bed. I could barely contain myself. Jen, also intently focused on the two women in front of us, was fondling her own breasts with one hand, gently squeezing my balls with the other, and was slowly grinding herself on my cock. We watched as Trish, on her hands and knees, full pert breasts swaying gently with each move, matched in motion by the large dark organ perched between her thighs, bent down and began to lightly lick the back of Liv's thighs, slowly moving toward the firm lovely ass directly in front of her. 

I had stretched Liv firmly across the bed with the restraints, and though her movement was limited, she continued to struggle against her bonds. Trish, now directly over her mother's ass, was insatiable. I watched as her full lips caressed Liv's firm bottom, grazing the soft skin, then biting firmly. I couldn't see her hands pressed between the older woman's thighs from my perch, but the jerky movements of Liv's hips and the constant moans from under the hood told me that Trish was quite dexterous in her ministrations. 

I heard a slight gasp from Jen as Trish spread her mother's ass cheeks and bent her head between the spread globes. She looked directly at us as her tongue danced around the tight hole, teasing lightly, and then pressing more firmly, probing the sensitive ring more firmly. Liv's hips jerked and she thrust backward, but Trish used her weight effectively in holding the woman's ass firmly in place. She lifted herself momentarily, slapped Liv's ass several times, as I had done so often to her, and apparently enjoyed it just as much. 

I reached around Jen and groped her small tits, pinching her hard nipples, burying my face in her neck and biting the soft skin, but never taking my eyes off Trish and Liv. I looked at Trish and smiled, and silently mouthed "Fuck her."

The young woman complied. She crawled up further and positioned herself directly between the older woman's thighs. Pressing the firm cockhead between Liv's spread legs, she slowly rubbed the organ against the woman's spread pussy lips, again soliciting moans. Pushing forward slowly, the firm thick shaft began to disappear and Liv once again, fought her bonds. Trish, now clearly enjoying her domination of this delectable object, thrust her hips hard, driving the prick hard and deep between her mother's thighs. It wasn't long, before Trish was thoroughly ensconced in the throes of sexual depravity. She had straddled the back of Liv's thighs, her eyes glazed, her hips, in a smooth rhythmic flow, thrusting firmly, and with each new thrust delighted herself with slapping the firm ass in positioned in front of her.

The contrast between the women was both exciting and exhilarating. Nearly identical bodies in size and form, the only difference was the olive skin of the mother contrasting with the much lighter, yet tanned skin of the daughter. I was especially enamored of the firm, round asses that adorned both women. 

I heard the moans behind the gag quicken, as did Trish, and watched as she picked up her pace. Jen could take no more, and I felt her body go rigid and quiver as she finally came on my cock. I couldn't take my eyes off Trish as she leaned forward for leverage and began to ram the strap-on cock in her mother's cunt. It was only moments later that Liv finally acceded, and the muffled cry came in unison with clenched fists and a rigid body. Unrelenting, and still unsatisfied, Trish continued to fuck the woman with abandon. 

I settled Jen to the side and got up, my cock rock-hard and throbbing, and pulled Trish from Liv's now limp, restrained body. She sat at the edge of the bed, flushed and heated, as I unstrapped the harness and removed it. Kneeling before her, I buried my face in her cunt and fucked her with my tongue. She leaned back, spreading her legs and giving me perfect access. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistening and I breathed in her musky odor. I finally found her clit, clamping my mouth around the tender organ, and within seconds, Trish was screaming as she came. 

It was of course, time to reveal my surprise. I nodded to Jen, who got up and pulled Trish to her knees on the floor beside the bed. Dropping behind her, and still wearing the strap-on, she slipped the shaft between Trish's thighs and thrust it upward until firmly lodged in her cunt. She wrapped her arms around Trish and began to slowly fuck her as I released each of the straps holding Liv in place.

I rolled her over and straddled her chest, settling myself on her tits. I began to stroke my cock again and turned to look at Trish. Despite the slight gasps each time Jen thrust into her, she couldn't keep her eyes off me. I reached down and slowly untied the drawstrings on the hood, all the time keeping my eyes on Trish. I turned back to pull the hood from Liv's head. 

The lust in Trish's eyes turned to horror as the hood came off. She gasped at the sight of her mother Liv, face drawn, the gag still in her mouth, and me astride her, my thick engorged cock just above her mother's face. I reached down and unfastened the ball gag, tossing it to the side. With Trish's domination finally complete, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed my cock down against Liv's full red lips and reveled in the orgasm as my balls exploded. Thick white ropy streams of cum exploded from my cock, covering first, her lips and then her face. I continued to jerk my cock, milking every last drop of sperm from my cock and balls. 

I leaned over the top of her, nearly exhausted from my own powerful orgasm, and it was clear that she was drained and humiliated from her experience. I bent down and kissed her through those cum-soaked lips. I pressed my mouth to her ear, breathing lightly, kissing softly, and whispering, "This is only the beginning."

I got off the bed and pulled her up with me. No one said a word. I went to the closet and pulled out two fresh robes. I held one for Liv as she wrapped herself in it. I reached down for Trish, still wrapped in Jen's arms on her knees. I held the robe as she rose and did the same. I led them to the elevator in the front room that would take them upstairs to the guest residence. I looked at Trish – "Tomorrow, you'll move out of the dorm and into the upper floor of the guest residence with your mother." I turned to look at Liv, the thick sperm now streaming down her face and neck, slowly drying and leaving glazed rivulets on her skin. "I hope you have no immediate business at home, as I believe that you will be remaining here with your daughter for the rest of the semester. I will expect to see both of you for dinner at 7 sharp tomorrow evening. Jen will be in touch to tell you what to wear."

The elevator door opened, the two women got on, still not having said a word, and the doors closed taking them upstairs. 

******************************************************************************I turned and walked back to the bedroom. Despite my recent cumming on Liv's face, it had only heightened my lust rather than allaying it. Jen was lying in bed – her slender frame enticing me. As I walked over to the bed, my cock stiffened at the sight of her. Her auburn hair falling around her shoulders, small firm tits tipped by hard pink and clearly aroused nipples, and a lithe frame that ended in a firm ass and long tanned legs. 

I looked down at her as I reached the bed. "Spread your legs bitch." Without changing her expression, her thighs parted. I climbed up on the bed between her spread legs, forcing them wider with my own. The light thatch of auburn-colored hair that covered her pussy now split, exposing perfectly formed labia, swollen, glistening and inviting. I grasped my now rigid cock and rubbed my cockhead up and down the length of her wet cleft. 

I looked back into her eyes and at the same time rammed my cock hard into her cunt. Her body stiffened as I forced myself into her, my cock penetrating deeply. I grabbed her hair, jerking her head back and growling at her, "Do you want to fuck me bitch?" Her eyes opened wider and she nodded slowly.

With my cock buried in her cunt, I turned her over to place her face down and slipped a pillow under her hips to raise her ass. With one hand on her hip and the other on her back, I began to fuck her from behind. Looking down at her perfectly formed ass, her hands grasping at the sheets as my cock pistoned between her spread legs, she turned her head and gasped with pain and pleasure each time I drove my cock deep in her cunt. Her gasps only increased my lust. I fucked her savagely that night, satiating both her desires and mine.