Teacher's Playmates
by C. J. Marks
(PR-3021)


FOREWORD 

There is something about being away from home that encourages people to try 
the unknown. The illicit, the forbidden, seem more attractive and less 
wicked somehow. A faithfully married man will find himself with a strange 
woman at an out-of-town convention. A young boy will experiment with drugs 
for the first time when he goes away to college. A young freshman girl will 
have her first sexual experiences within a coeducational dormitory. 

TEACHER'S PLAYMATES is the story of Toby Carson who introduces young people 
into the world of sexual liberation, but who also helps them to make the 
sometimes shocking transition from high school to college. Many members of 
our society would condemn a teacher like Toby Carson; but for others, she 
would be an enlightening example of how sexual promiscuity can be an 
integral part of one's personal happiness. 

TEACHER'S PLAYMATES is a novel about a time that every modern-day college 
student will face, that fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is 
a frightening and confusing time, but one that holds lessons for all 
concerned. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

"Oh Jesus, don't stop. Harder. Fuck me faster. Don't stop!" 

The words spilled unchecked from Toby's lips, awakening her from the deep 
haze of sleep. The light from the moon created on her bedroom wall strange 
vibrating shapes. As she watched the shapes play against the wall, pursuing 
each other in an odd, silent dance, she recalled the subject of her dream. 

Donald Birch, her sociology professor, was making love to her orally, 
titillating her hot, saturated cunt with his tongue, licking her clitoris in 
concentric circles, ever wider but always on target. She felt the soft 
scales of his tongue move against her clitoral nerve, awakening in her new 
peaks of sexual need. She grabbed his head with her hands, pushing him 
against her clitoris and cunt, pleading with him to satisfy her completely. 

He responded with a new series of movements, starting at the base of her 
cunt, slowly working his way up, letting his tongue lap slowly but precisely 
over her fresh, flowing cuntjuice. Reaching her clitoris, he took the tiny 
nub in his mouth, sucking on it and rubbing it against the roof of his 
mouth. 

Toby responded with long and deep moans of ecstasy and anticipation. She 
could feel her orgasm swell within her pussy, insistent in its demand to 
burst free and wild inside her. 

She felt Birch lift himself to his knees and straddle her legs. Gently but 
insistently he placed his prick at the opening of her cunt. Toby felt the 
firm skin of the head against her cuntlips and she moaned with spontaneous 
excitement. He was going to fuck her! She was going to feel his cock inside 
her, finally feel his long, hard prick fuck her insides and satisfy even her 
most insistent desires. Quickly she threw her arms around his neck, urging 
him forward. As she did so, his prick slid in the first sensitive inch. He 
moved the head of his huge cock around in slow, wide circles, and Toby 
thought she would never breathe again, so intense was the contraction in the 
deepest pit of her pussy. 

"Oh Donald, Donald," she gasped. "Please fuck me. Oh God, please don't stop 
fucking me." 

Birch responded to her demands, edging himself forward inside her warm, 
juicy cunt, feeling the walls of her pussy respond to his throbbing cock. 
The tissues of her cunt rubbed against his sensitive prick, inciting him to 
further action and arousing his own sensations to near peak limit. His cock 
was in almost all the way now. He withdrew slightly, then lunged forward, 
completing his erotic journey. He felt Toby's stomach shudder underneath him 
as he entered her cunt fully and the head of his cock touched the back wall 
of her pussy. She was close, needing him badly, and he wanted to make it 
last, make it the best fuck ever for the both of them. 

He started moving his cock slowly, in and out, working against the tension 
and friction of Toby's tight cunt. As the passion within him mounted, he 
increased his speed, moving against her pussy with great force, feeling her 
rise up to meet each of his thrusts, her warm cunt begging for more and more 
of his prick, never satisfied until he gave her all of his cock. 

Toby could feel his prick working within her. He was a good lover, slow and 
considerate, and very aware of what satisfies a woman. His movements were 
nearing peak speed. As he fucked against her, she could feel the soft, 
wrinkled skin of his balls slap against her cuntlips. His balls felt full; 
he was ready to come inside her! 

She heard him moan from deep inside his gut, moving at a frantic pace, 
digging his nails into the soft flesh above her hips. She responded with 
equal energy, fucking him as fast as she could, straining every muscle in 
her body for the final burst of pleasure. 

"Oh God, I'm in it!" Birch cried out. 

She sensed his impending shoot-off and arched her back to tighten the walls 
of her pussy. The first hot splash of his cum spurted out against the back 
of her cunt. More came, and still more-short, hot, sticky bursts of cum that 
stung her pussy into short spasms of ecstasy. 

Deep within her cunt she could feel it happening-she was coming, coming with 
an intensity she had never known before. The walls of her pussy hesitated, 
quivered, then collapsed in convulsions of erotic joy. She moved against 
Birch's cock within her cunt, trying to intensify and increase the 
sensations within her. 

Her stomach jumped and bounced, slapping against Birch's chest as he came 
down for the final fuck-thrusts. She thought the orgasm would never end-each 
contraction only created a whole series of contractions of its own. Birch 
shot off one last stream of semen spray against her insides, and then she 
could feel his prick quivering inside her, contracting in its own set of 
rhythms. 

They finished their orgasms together, each working as long as possible to 
sustain the other's erotic sensations. When he had finished, Birch lay on 
top of her, moving his now-soft cock against the opening of her cunt, trying 
to stimulate one small series of contractions. 

Toby held him to her, rubbing his muscular back, teasing his sensitive flesh 
with her fingertips. Eventually Birch fell asleep, cradled in Toby's arms, 
sucking gently and contentedly on her right tit. 

In a few hours, he was awake again, massaging Toby's thighs, rubbing his 
index finger against her clitoris. Toby awoke to his coaxing and smiled at 
him, indicating that she, too, wanted to make love again. 

Birch bent down and kissed her twat, spreading her cuntlips with his fingers 
and catching the tiny clitoris with his tongue. Instantly Toby's body 
responded. A small fire began within her pussy, arousing her insides, 
creating an erotic tension in the walls of her cunt. Sharply and easily 
Birch slid his finger into her cunthole, imitating the earlier action of his 
cock. Simultaneously, he sucked on her clit and moved his thick finger in 
and out of her slippery cunt. 

"Oh Jesus, don't stop! Harder. Fuck me faster. Don't stop!" 

The dream had ended too quickly. Toby found herself deeply aroused. Her 
cuntlips burned with sexual desire, pleading for relief and satisfaction. 
Again she created in her mind the image of Donald Birch, tall, muscular and 
handsome, standing near the bed, advancing toward her, his thick, heavy 
prick signaling his need for her. 

Swiftly Toby's hand slid along her stomach until she found the vital spot. 
Skillfully, she worked her first finger against the clitoris, now swollen 
with desire. The little bud responded to her coaxing, enlarging in her 
hands, swelling with new impulses of sensation and desire. 

She felt her cum slowly ooze out from her cunt. She dipped her finger into 
her hole, removing just enough to lubricate her clit. She moved the 
lubrication along the channel of her pussy, then bathed her sensitive 
cuntlips. Her cunt ached for her fingers to enter, but she held back, 
waiting for the precise moment. 

Birch was bending over her again, arching his back and preparing to fuck 
her. His cock stood out from him a good eight inches. He wanted to fuck her 
badly. Toby obliged, spreading her legs, begging for him to fuck her. He 
mounted, speared her cunt with his solid cock, and began the familiar 
fucking motion. 

Toby's fingers flew at a furious pace. She placed her clitoris between her 
thumb and forefinger and rolled the nub back and forth against the two. A 
new point of sexual arousal began within her. She could feel the tingling 
sensations beginning in her calves and thighs. Soon she would be there. 

Her cunt burned with a need to be touched and stimulated. She moved her 
finger down the slimy tunnel, found the hole, and entered. Immediately, her 
pussy responded with a series of small contractions, embracing and holding 
her finger immobile against the ring of muscles at the opening. She began 
the steady in-out movement that satisfied her so well. In the moonlight, her 
hand looked like a long-beaked white bird pecking at her pussy, trying both 
to enter and withdraw from Toby's musky cunt. 

Birch was fucking rapidly now. His cock had swelled to its fullest capacity. 
The first drops of semen hung from the opening of his prick, his cock 
enlarging within her cunt. She arched her back, straining her back and 
stomach muscles to their full extension, seeking to create the most intense 
orgasm possible. 

"Come, Donald! Now! Now!" 

His juice sprayed against her moist cunt, mixing with her fluids in a sea of 
eroticism. Again his cock contracted within her-short, staccato spasms. 

"Oh Donald, I love you, I love you!" Toby cried as the final movements of 
her finger brought her to the orgasmic peak. Her stomach convulsed and the 
insides of her thighs slapped together. She felt the small of her back lift 
higher and higher from the bed as she tried to make it last. Warm juices 
seeped from her cunt, signifying her satisfaction. The tingling sensations 
in her thighs continued, confirming the intensity of her release. The 
intense burning inside her pussy subsided into a deep, pervasive warmth. She 
felt drowsy and satisfied. Slowly she withdrew her finger from her cunt, 
feeling her clitoris quiver slightly in response. 

Contentedly, Toby rolled over on her side. Softly she stroked her stomach 
and tits, soothing them, making them tingle like her thighs. Her whole body 
was a mass of pleasant, electric sensations. Warm and satisfied and happy, 
she reached out before sleep came for the image of Donald Birch that rested 
beside her in the bed, floating in his own peaceful world of sexual 
gratification. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Toby awakened with the pillow wedged between her legs, its soft insides 
pressing gently against her cuntlips. The warm sensations the pillow 
awakened in her body made her recall last night's erotic events. A clear 
image of Donald Birch's face flashed before her mind. He had been her first 
love, stealing her heart and taking her virginity during her sophomore year 
of college. Twelve years had passed since then and more than twice as many 
lovers had won Toby's affections, yet she still remembered Birch with a 
tenderness that each woman reserves for her first lover. 

She recalled the first time she had met Birch. She had been stuck in an 
elementary French course, a victim of the college's new ruling on language 
requirements for the B.A. degree. Her best friend, Susan Sherman, had urged 
her to put off the French course until next year and take Sociology 218, 
"Group Dynamics," with Dr. Birch. According to Susan, Birch was the latest 
campus sensation, with all the students raving about his interesting 
lectures and great-looking body. "Mr. 

Sex," as Birch was popularly known among the students, had a few openings 
left in his class. If she and Susan hurried, they could get into the course 
and get front-row seats. Agreeing with Susan's view that absolutely anything 
was better than old-lady Walker's French class, Toby went through the 
requisite red tape and managed, with Susan, to get a seat in Birch's class. 

She remembered how her breath had stuck in her throat the first time Birch 
had walked into the room. In Toby's view, the students had underestimated 
the beauty of Birch's body which had been made lean and firm by his numerous 
tennis, golf, and handball matches. Toby could not believe the gloriousness 
of his face, his handsome smile as he announced that he was Dr. Birch and 
this was section 2 of Sociology 218. To Toby, the words sounded as if Birch 
had just proclaimed himself the Messiah, come to redeem them all and lead 
them to the Promised Land. 

For three weeks, Toby sat in Birch's class and imagined herself making love 
to him. While Birch lectured on class stratification, Toby imagined herself 
walking up to the lectern, unzipping Birch's pants, and taking his long, 
hard cock in her hands. Gently she would manipulate the hard cock, touching 
all the sensitive areas with her fingertips. While she titillated his cock 
with one hand, she'd use the other to massage his balls, feeling the 
newly-made sperm swell within them. 

Birch would moan with ecstasy and anticipation, begging Toby to continue and 
bring him to climax. When the hard prick reached its peak of hardness, Toby 
took it into her mouth, feeling Birch's body shudder as their flesh met. 
Moving her tongue in wide, concentric circles, she teased the cockhead which 
bucked wildly in her mouth in response to her passionate gestures. Birch's 
fingernails dug into the sides of the wooden lectern as he prepared himself 
for the shoot-off. 

Toby felt his balls and his prick swell with fiery passion as she sucked 
harder and harder on the head of his cock. One wild, frantic twist of his 
body and Birch shot his load, his hot creamy sperm coursing down Toby's 
throat and coating her insides with the soft, sticky semen. 

In other fantasies on other days Toby would straddle Birch in the 
female-superior position and make him respond to her every move and desire. 
Running up to him at the lectern, she would grab him and fling him down upon 
the desk. Madly she'd yank off his clothes to expose his muscular chest and, 
most importantly, his stiff prick. 

With great delight she would kneel over him, rubbing her sensitive clitoris 
against the head of his prick, feeling the warm cum building up inside her 
cunt. Slowly in wide circles and then feverishly fast in an up-and-down 
motion she worked her clit against his cock, sinking her fingernails into 
his thighs with each new wave of eroticism he sent pulsing through her body. 

She was ready. She could feel her hot cream running down her thighs. She 
lowered herself onto Birch's prick, feeling the tip of his cock push against 
her cuntwalls and touch the tip of her cervix. With increased frenzy she 
drove herself against his prick, gyrating in response their lusting own 
passions. 

She could feel Birch humping and fucking under her, pleading with her not to 
stop and to finish him quickly. Willingly, she increased her speed, pressing 
her thighs tighter together to capture and hold his cock deep inside her 
cunt. She felt the first tiny contractions in her clitoris and knew that she 
was close to coming. She took a deep breath and held it, tightening her 
cuntlips and her stomach muscles. Her orgasm shot through her body, 
wrenching her muscles into contortions of ecstasy. In response to her 
contracting cunt, Birch's cock shot off, spraying its load against Toby's 
pussy. 

"I can feel you coming, Donald! Oh, don't stop! Don't stop!" 

More than once Toby had caught herself choking on the words, a half second 
away from blurting them out during one of Birch's lectures. Her fantasies 
had grown so intense that she had come very close to having an orgasm in 
several classes. Only her subconscious awareness of her situation had 
enabled her to stifle the words she longed to cry out to Birch in a 
real-life situation of lovemaking. 

Her fantasies had increased in intensity and clarity with each passing day. 
By the beginning of the fourth week of class, Toby knew that she was in love 
with Birch, so completely did he occupy her thoughts, her dreams, and her 
fantasies. She would leave each of his classes with her cunt aching to be 
fucked by him, the crotch of her panties soaking with her freshly-made 
cream. Each day after his class, she'd return to her dorm and masturbate 
away the sensuous ache and the cunt-juices generated by her need for him. 
And always visions of Birch's beautiful body and his powerful hard cock 
danced before her eyes. By midterm, Toby knew that she must do something, 
must act upon her feelings, or go mad with her desire for Birch. Birch's 
offer of individual help in preparation for the midterm exam provided her 
opportunity. She would go to him, confess her love and sexual desire, and he 
would claim her as his for the rest of his life. 

The time of her previously-arranged appointment it was raining heavily. 
Large gray clouds dotted the sky above the campus, hanging like ominous 
threats against a slate-colored background. Toby pulled her raincoat tightly 
against her, feeling the cold fight its way in against the material. Large 
oval tears worked their way down her cheeks and landed in the wet chaos that 
the raindrops had created on her coat. 

Nothing was going right! By the time she'd arrive at Birch's office, her 
hair would be wet and soppy, the hairdo she'd stayed up all night creating 
would be ruined and lost to sight in a tumbled mass of frizz-knots. Somehow 
or other she was going to make the gods pay for these indignities. Somehow 
or other she'd still win Birch in spite of all the obstacles thrown in her 
way by fate. 

By the time she reached his office, she was soaking wet and fifteen minutes 
late, managing to lose her balance on ths Sociology Building steps and slide 
ignominiously into a large mud puddle. She found Birch locking his door. He 
was convinced that his last appointment of the day was a no-show. 

"Ah, Miss Carson. I was afraid we had lost you in the inclement weather." 

"I came as quickly as I could, but I had a minor accident out front as I 
was...." The rest of her sentence was cut off as a long strand of hair 
unfrizzed in the warmth of the corridor and slapped several ounces of 
rainwater into Toby's right eye. Startled, she dropped her books, humiliated 
at adding one more stupid gesture to her list of ironies and defeats. 

"Here, let me help you. You're obviously carrying too heavy a load for this 
kind of day." 

Birch gracefully bent down and recovered her books in one fluid motion. Toby 
couldn't help noticing the smooth curve of his ass against his 
tight-fitting, knit pants. She felt her stomach turn over inside of her as 
she imagined that ass working against her body, pumping its precious sexual 
cargo and its load deep into her cunthole. 

Birch unlocked his office door, flicked on the light, and motioned for Toby 
to follow him in. 

"Have a seat, Miss Carson. Let me see if I can find your first exam. Yes, 
here it is," Birch said absently, more to himself than to her as he rummaged 
through a pile of blue books in his desk. 

"The organization is weak, but generally the exam is sound. You reached some 
very original and convincing conclusions on your own, very rare in an 
introductory course. If you work on your presentation, you should be able to 
produce an 'A' paper by the end of the term." 

Toby heard only half of what Birch had said. She wanted to seduce him, as 
she had in so many of her fantasies, but she lacked the courage to try. 

"Thank you, Dr. Birch. I'll try to work on that." 

"Is there anything about the new section we've begun that you don't 
understand-anything specifically I could help you with?" 

"The graphs ... I find those really confusing." 

"Yes, they are a bit complex. Have you got your book with you?" 

Toby nodded her head and produced the thick red textbook from her lap. As 
she passed the book to Birch, his hand touched hers, and she hesitated too 
long in letting go. Birch looked at her intently for a moment, his mind 
seemingly attempting to decide if what he thought had just occurred had 
indeed really happened. 

"Which graph is the most complicated for you, Miss Carson? You know I'll try 
to help you in any way that I can." A slight smile flickered across Birch's 
face as he waited for Toby's response to his ever-so-subtle suggestion. 

"I'm counting on that, Dr. Birch," Toby replied warmly. Catching herself, 
she added, "I'll need all the help I can get on the midterm exam." 

"Yes, well, my office is always open to you ... and to all my students. I 
like to do all I can to help them to discover themselves and their interest 
in sociology. It's a fascinating subject. People interacting with people is 
so interesting to study. I've always felt that you can make any subject 
interesting and interest any student in the subject if only you add the 
personal touch ... the interest of the professor in his students." 

"Well, that's the way you come across in class, Dr. Birch, and that's the 
reputation you have on campus. Everybody says you're one of the few 
professors here who really care. We all appreciate the way you treat us and 
the way you fight for our rights in the faculty-student senate." 

"Well, I've always believed that one man who really cares for people can 
accomplish a lot in life. Actually, this job is a lot like politics. You've 
got to care about the people you're working for before you can get anything 
done." 

"You're so right, Dr. Birch." 

"Ah, but this isn't helping you with your sociology, is it, Miss Carson? 
Tell me, what specific questions do you have?" 

Toby ventured a series of questions on Talcott Parsons' theory of class 
dominance. Patiently and precisely, Birch answered each, clarifying the 
material and attempting to show the logic of each position. 

He had just about summarized the views of Parsons' critics when he glanced 
at his watch-6:35. He had stayed longer than he had intended, but he had 
found Toby a particularly interesting girl, a curious blend of naivete and 
an obvious knowledge of life. 

Chancing a belief that his interpretation of her actions and her motivations 
was correct, he called her attention to the time and suggested that she join 
him for coffee and a sandwich at 'The Islander"-to finish his discussion of 
St. Amand and Kellogg, of course, and because he had kept her so long. He 
knew that she would get back too late for supper at the dorm and counted on 
her hunger, if not her interest in him, to make her agree to his proposal. 

Toby could not believe what had happened. Donald Birch, her idol, her 
fantasy-lover for these past two months, had asked her to have dinner with 
him. Her stomach muscles quivered with her new-found delight. She could not 
believe her good fortune, that things were actually working out the way she 
had dreamed. Perhaps things would go as she had anticipated after all. 

"Well, if you wouldn't mind, Dr. Birch, I'd love to go with you." 

"Good. I feel guilty that I was so long-winded and kept you so long. Maybe 
some good hot coffee and a nice dinner will make up for it." 

Five minutes later, they were in Birch's car, a sleek red convertible, 
heading toward the northeast section of town. He asked her where she was 
from. 

Kansas. He asked her why she had left the Midwest to come north. She replied 
that she wanted to get away from her folks and from small-town life, to find 
out what life was really like. She asked where he had gone to college and to 
graduate school. Louisiana, Illinois, and Wisconsin. How did State College 
measure up? Just fine. Very good student body and faculty. Did he enjoy it 
here? Yes. And she? Yes. She particularly enjoyed his class, so much so that 
she wanted to major in sociology. It wasn't exactly true-she really didn't 
know what she wanted to major in, but she had said it and she liked the 
idea. The idea of class after class with Birch excited her. 

The thatched crest of "The Islander" came into view. Birch parked the car 
near the front of the building and assisted Toby out. Inside, he greeted the 
maitre d', who obviously knew him well, and asked for a table for two near 
the window. The maitre d' complied, leading Birch to the best table in the 
house. 

"I know you're too young to drink, Miss Carson, so how about iced tea for 
the both of us." 

"That'll be fine." 

"And what is your preference for supper? The oyster and shrimp combination 
is said to be excellent. Would you like to try it?" 

"Anything you suggest, Dr. Birch." 

Over dinner they chatted about various things on their minds and on their 
joint concerns-campus life, student-body politics, the apathy of the 
students about anything other than football games. The conversation 
convinced Toby of her first impression of Birch-he was a warm, sensitive, 
genuine human being. His greatest quality was his interest in people and his 
concern for their welfare. 

After dinner, with Toby safely seated in his car, Birch asked her if she 
enjoyed drinking, since, after all, if she did, she had missed a chance to 
enjoy a good drink, due to the prurient, outdated state laws. 

Toby replied that she enjoyed the taste of liquor and liked to drink a 
little bit now and then. 

Birch asked her if she had ever tried Fundador. 

Toby confessed that she didn't even know what it was. 

"Spanish brandy. You must try it. Quite good. Will you join me for a glass 
at my apartment?" 

Toby nodded her head, not trusting herself to speak for fear her voice would 
crack and betray both her excitement and her inexperience. 

"Fine. I promise you it will be a unique experience." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Birch turned the car key in its slot and drove off. 

The night air caressed Toby's face softly and eased her mind into a gentle 
fantasy. Birch's hands on the wheel-strong, confident hands-how would they 
touch her, how would they feel against her skin, what would it be like to be 
made love to by a real man, one who really knew what a woman wanted and how 
to satisfy her? 

"It's not much, but it's home." 

Toby followed Birch's glance to a small cottage-like house painted a deep 
green and surrounded by a ring of neatly-trimmed, knee-high hedges. The 
house didn't look like Birch at all-too delicate. For a second, she was 
disappointed. 

Birch escorted her inside to a modernistic living room. Black leather chairs 
and sofa, white rugs and tables-the room emphasized and complemented Birch's 
strong personality. Toby liked it immediately. She could envision him here 
late at night, sitting in his favorite chair, smoking a pipe, reading the 
latest book in sociology or psychology. And in this vision she sat near him, 
at his feet, glad just to be in his presence. 

"Sit down, Miss Carson-uh, Toby. Make yourself at home. Properly to 
appreciate Fundador one must be completely relaxed. I'll be back in a 
second." 

Toby chose a large leather chair near the window. Tiny lights from the 
houses in the distance caught her eye. She wondered how many people in those 
houses were making love at that moment-how many were feeling the ultimate 
sensual experience. 

"For you, Toby, one of the world's greatest joys." Birch handed her a fairly 
large glass of the honey-colored brandy. "Sniff it gently for a second. All 
of the pleasurable things in life should be savored, made to last as long as 
possible." 

Toby inhaled the pungent, mellow fragrance. She liked it-found it pleasantly 
erotic, reminiscent almost of a type of expensive men's cologne. She tasted 
the brandy and found it strong but pleasant. A warm sensation moved through 
her throat and stomach. 

Birch moved next to her, seating himself on the floor beside her chair. He 
clinked her glass with his and wished her happiness and joy in life as 
really that was all there was to life that made any sense at all. He moved 
forward gracefully, placing his hand on her thigh as he eased himself toward 
her. 

Toby saw his movements almost in slow-motion speed, watching his sensuous 
face move toward hers. Her stomach turned over as he kissed her. She had 
never been kissed like that. Never. She wanted more. She wanted this evening 
never to end. 

Birch took her hand and led her through the living room and the long hallway 
into the master bedroom. A blue velour spread covered the bed. Toby's 
favorite color. She felt more relaxed. More as if she belonged. 

Birch stood in front of her and kissed her again, this time his kiss was 
more insistent, more urgent in its demands. His hands caressed her face, 
touching gently the delicate skin at the base of her neck, moving with care 
and skill to fondle the tops of her tits. 

He undid her blouse, skillfully, making the experience last, taking his time 
because he knew he was good enough that he didn't have to hurry. He would 
never miss his moment-he had too much experience and self-control. That was 
the key to his success-he never left a woman unfinished or unsatisfied. 

He removed Toby's blouse and flung it onto a chair behind him. Reaching 
behind her, he unhooked Toby's bra, revealing her vibrant tits in the narrow 
sliver of moonlight that pierced the room. He lowered his mouth and kissed 
her gently, letting his lips encircle the nipple of Toby's left breast, 
softly coaxing the tiny nub of flesh into an erection. 

Her tit felt good in his mouth. He liked young girls' breasts-the fine 
muscle structure, no sagging, drooping breasts that bespoke the woman's age. 
He liked particularly the firmness of Toby's breasts. She didn't have a 
large bust, but her tits were beautifully shaped-full, round, and pliant. 

Birch worked a free hand to the side zipper of Toby's skirt, tugging at the 
metal head until the zipper opened wide like a glistening mechanical mouth. 
He slid her skirt to the floor. He told her to kick off her shoes and she 
did. He slid his hand inside her panties and felt the soft tufts of her 
cunthair. The distinctive odor of freshly-brewed cuntjuices began to fill 
the air as Birch's finger circled the tip of Toby's clitoris and edge its 
way between her cuntlips. A soft, yet urgent, moan escaped Toby's throat. 
She was nearly ready. 

Birch withdrew his hand slowly and gently. He undressed himself until he 
stood before her nude, his muscular body taut with expectation. Toby had 
stood with her eyes half-closed in a dream-like trance. The sharp, 
distinctive feel of Birch's flesh against hers startled her. 

She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was beautiful-everything she had 
expected. Her eyes fell quickly to his cock and the size of it nearly took 
her breath away. She had never really seen a man's prick before-only in 
pictures-and she had never imagined that it would be so big. She wanted to 
touch it, assess its size, make sure it was real, but she was too shy, too 
inexperienced. 

Birch drew her to him, placing his hands inside her panties and working them 
down to her ankles. Toby kicked them off-glad to be rid of the final barrier 
to her sexual enjoyment. Gently, he placed the tip of his cock at the 
opening of her cuntlips and slid the massive shaft along the length of 
Toby's cunt. The edge of the corona caught her clitoris and sent waves of 
erotic excitement through her body. Warm cuntjuice covered Birch's cock. 

Slowly he pulled his cock up the length of Toby's cunt, feeling her dig her 
fingernails sharply into his back as she neared her climax. He stood away 
from her and replaced his cock with his finger. Softly, carefully, he toyed 
with the opening of her pussy. Toby had to fight her responses to keep from 
crying out in ecstasy. 

"Are you a virgin?" Toby nodded. "Using anything?" 

"No." 

"I don't want to use a rubber the first time, it's too dry and irritating. 
When's your next period due?" 

Toby thought, then answered: "In about five days." 

"Oh, that's pretty safe. I think we can chance it. Is that okay? Do you 
trust me?" 

"Yes. Anything you say." 

Birch led her to the bed and, throwing aside the covers, motioned for her to 
lie down. Toby placed herself in the middle of the large bed. Birch stood 
beside the bed, his monstrously large cock in full view of Toby's 
inquisitive eyes. 

For the first time, Toby became aware of the possibility of pain. She had 
heard the girls in the dorm discussing their first experiences and how it 
had hurt them. She wondered if she could take it-if she'd cry out or make 
him stop and if Birch would dismiss her as too inexperienced and move on to 
someone else. 

"Relax. I know you must be afraid. It's not as bad as they say. Most girls 
get a bad deal of it the first time because the guy doesn't know what he's 
doing and the situation is wrong. After all, how pleasant and romantic can 
it be in the backseat of a car with the both of you scared as hell that a 
cop is going to show up at any minute. But we're safe here, and I'll be very 
gentle." 

Toby was appreciative of his concern. She felt herself to be so lucky. So 
many girls didn't get one-tenth the consideration Birch was showing her. 

Birch got in bed beside her. Slowly he stroked the sides of her tits, moving 
his hands down to her stomach, caressing the insides of her thighs. Her 
flesh felt hot to his touch. She wanted him badly. 

He rolled Toby on her side and kissed her white mounds of titflesh, feeling 
the nipples swell in his mouth. Ever so softly his hand brushed against her 
cunt, feeling the warm stickiness of her cuntjuice coat his fingers. 

"Oh Donald, Donald. That's so good!" 

Again Birch placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to Toby's cunt and 
slid the long shaft against her cunt, making sure with each movement that he 
rubbed her clitoris in just the right place. 

"Oh Donald, take me. Take me!" 

Birch eased himself against Toby, rolling her over on her back. He lifted 
himself on top of her, balancing himself on his elbows until he was sure 
that his weight was not too much for her. He placed his cock directly 
against Toby's clitoris and forced the rod down until her cuntlips spread 
and his prick found her pussy opening. He pushed his shaft gently against 
the tight cunthole. Feeling her cunt's resistance to his intrusion, he hoped 
he would not cause her too much pain. 

He rocked his cock back and forth against her opening, hardly entering her 
pussy, hoping Toby's cunt would stretch a little to accommodate him more. He 
could sense Toby's discomfort. Feeling a quick entrance might be less 
painful in the long run, he arched his back and pushed his cock into Toby's 
cunt, feeling the ring of muscles at the opening finally yield to his 
entering cock. 

A quick flash of bright white light flashed across Toby's skull and blinded 
her as a hot surge of pain charged through her cunt and down her thighs. A 
deep cry escaped her throat even though she fought desperately to control 
it. Birch's mouth came down over hers and kissed her in a forceful yet 
understanding manner. 

One further lunge and her hymen gave way. Birch's cock was completely inside 
her. Toby could feel his cockhead at what felt like the base of her stomach. 
Slowly Birch withdrew his prick to the tip. 

Another current of pain tore through Toby as Birch moved from her. He pushed 
his cock into her again, and the pain began to lessen as her tight cunt 
became used to the size of his cock. Gradually the pain began to be replaced 
by a throbbing sensation and the throbbing sensation by ripples of erotic 
excitement. 

Birch was fucking her at a gradual but increasing pace. His heavy breathing 
aroused her, made her feel how much he wanted her and how much she was 
pleasing him. Almost instinctively she allowed her body to take over and 
begin to move in response to Birch's motions. She felt the muscles in 
Birch's back and thighs tighten as he sensed her involvement. 

"Want me, Toby? Want me to fill you and please you?" 

Toby's heart and body responded to his plea. Emotionally she was at the 
highest peak of her life, and her body was rapidly coming to the highest 
sensual level it had ever experienced. She could feel a unique, exciting, 
tight feeling in her cunt. A warm, tingling glow began to spread through her 
tits. She arched her back, trying to increase the feeling, trying to bring 
it to its fullest point. The feeling forced its way to the pit of Toby's 
stomach and exploded, sending waves of erotic delight throughout her body, 
and setting off a series of strong, powerful contractions in her womb. 

"Oh God!" she cried as she clutched Birch to her. "Oh God!" 

"Oh honey, I can feel your orgasm. That's so good, baby!" 

Birch fucked her cunt at a rapid rate, making Toby's orgasm last and 
bringing his own to a head. Toby felt him tighten his grasp on her 
shoulders, and then she felt deep in her cunt the strong contractions of his 
prick. Hot sperm jetted from his rigid prick and bathed the walls of her 
cunt. A moment of complete and perfect joy filled Toby. She had pleased him. 
Actually given him an orgasm. It was the greatest experience of her life. 

Birch moved against her at a slow-motion pace, working his prick in and out 
of her cunt for all the sensual pleasure he could evoke before his cock 
surrendered its rigidity. He kissed Toby gently on the lips and thanked her 
for trusting him enough to let him make love to her her first time. 

"I should thank you," she said. "And I do." 

Birch smiled and kissed her again lightly. With his shrinking prick still 
inside her cunt, he rolled himself onto his side, bringing Toby onto her 
side too. He sucked on her breast, appreciating once again the feel and 
taste of her tit. 

Toby could see the moonlight illuminate the small red stain that signified 
the loss of her virginity. She was glad for it in a melancholy and, at the 
same time, happy way. A phase of her identity had been lost. But an even 
more exciting, more complex, and more significant phase had begun. 

"I love you, Donald," she whispered, as the deep quiet of the night 
enveloped them both and sleep only extended the beautiful tranquility that 
they had found in each other's arms. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Toby found it difficult to respond to the alarm's mechanical wail. 
Sluggishly she slapped the alarm into silence and tried to regulate her 
thoughts. 

Tuesday, her early day. That goddamn 8:30 "Adolescent Psychology" class. 
Sometimes she felt that if she ever had to stand in front of a class again 
and shoot off her mouth about a subject nobody in the room, including 
herself, was interested in she'd slit her wrists-slowly, one wrist at a 
time, enjoying every minute of it. 

Toby didn't really like teaching-it was only a means to an end. Counseling 
was her real love, and the only way the university would let her spend 
three-quarters of her time helping others was to force her into jammed 
classrooms nine hours a week. 

It surprised her that she was a very popular teacher and that students 
flocked en masse to her courses, but she figured it was her youth and the 
fact that she was more liberal than her colleagues rather than her superior 
teaching ability that attracted the crowds. She was an inspiration to her 
students-they all looked up to her and felt that they could be just like 
her, even though most of them couldn't think their way out of a very thin 
paper bag, much less get into graduate school and carve out the kind of 
career Toby had in only a few short years. 

Her cunt still ached with remembrances of Birch's cock as it used to slip in 
and out of her pussy ever so gracefully and convincingly. She thought about 
masturbating to relieve her erotic agony, but there wasn't enough time. 
She'd have to rush it, and she hated that. She liked to take her time and 
make it last. She had four hundred techniques and twice as many fantasies, 
and she liked to milk each one for all it was worth. She touched her 
clitoris-it was thick and hard. It would be ready and waiting to be 
pleasurably relieved this afternoon, and Toby couldn't wait. 

She chose a fairly inoffensive dress, light yellow. Today was one of her 
drab days when she'd just function, and she didn't want to waste one of her 
best outfits on a depressing day like this. She found a pair of shoes that 
almost matched her dress and slipped her feet in slowly. She liked the 
sensation of a tight shoe encompassing her foot-it reminded her of fucking. 
That was her problem and her delight, everything reminded her of fucking. 

She made her way quickly to the kitchen, deciding on bacon and eggs as she 
rounded the corridor. Her eyes caught sight of the huge pile of unwashed 
dishes growing out of the sink, and she vowed to herself she'd wash them 
this afternoon for sure. 

She noticed the film-coated Aquarius mug Johnny had given her and began 
washing it. 

Johnny was her favorite student and counselee. He had this hang-up that 
people were following him around and taking notes for the FBI, but other 
than that he was a pretty nice kid. He remembered little things, like dates 
favorite colors and perfumes, and he was extremely generous to those he 
liked and admired. 

Toby had taken a special interest in Johnny, and he had responded by viewing 
her as his ideal love, come to bring romance and meaning into his shabby 
life. 

Toby smiled to herself. He was such a simplistic kid. But he had a nice body 
and the stubby bulge in his pants was very obvious when he moved. She'd have 
to keep track of him and keep him in mind if her sex life should get dull. 
She liked to make it with boys Johnny's age; they were always so grateful. 

She bolted down her breakfast and a second cup of coffee and was surprised 
to discover that the day was not as fucked up as she had supposed. The sun 
shined in brightly on her as she opened the door. Her skin responded to the 
gentle warmth. Her nipples erected and she felt a tiny tremor in her cunt. 
She'd have to do something to satisfy her needs or she'd be hopping on 
anybody and everybody who came into her office. 

She dispensed with her teaching responsibilities as quickly and as easily as 
she could. When she reached her office, she found three people waiting. 

Johnny looked up at her in fond admiration; Carla was weeping pathetically 
into a green handkerchief; and Bobby was staring straight ahead into space, 
probably strung out on acid again. 

"Come in, Carla. I'm sorry I'm late, but several students stayed after class 
to ask some questions. 

Come in, we've got lots of time." 

Carla sat opposite from Toby, still weeping profusely into her soggy 
handkerchief. 

"What is it, Carla, your sister again?" 

"She makes me so angry I could scream." 

"Relax. Tell me about it." 

Carla launched into a long tirade about how Ellen (her older, 5'8", 125 lb., 
40C bust, sister) had stolen Carla's one and only true love. 

Toby listened patiently, trying to help as much as she could. But she saw 
clearly that Carla's inadequacies as the rather plain, fairly chubby sister 
of an American beauty dream girl would take more than just a sympathetic 
listener to cure. Carla needed someone all her own, someone she could love 
and be loved by completely, and try as she could, that was a type of 
relationship and emotional security Toby could not provide. 

Carla left Toby's office convinced she could handle it for one more week. 
Toby saw a succession of students with minor and major problems before she 
could break for lunch. She made her way slowly to the faculty cafeteria, her 
mind preoccupied with the problems of her students. She wished she could do 
more for so many of them. 

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" 

Ron Weston's voice brought Toby back to the present. 

"Well, you gonna sit with me or be a snob?" 

Weston had an engaging smile, Toby had to give him that much. Even if he 
hadn't been so good at fucking, he'd still be nice to look at. 

"How could I ignore you, Ron? Aren't you the love of my life, my sexual 
savior?" 

Weston smiled. He knew Toby liked him. They were good for each other 
physically-made a nice pair in bed. He remembered the curve of her bare ass 
and realized that he was beginning to want her. 

Toby sat next to him and made a glib comment on how bad the tuna-fish 
sandwiches were getting in this God-forsaken place. 

"Why don't you come to my place tonight," Weston injected, somewhere between 
Toby's view of the sandwiches and her theory of cafeteria management. 

"I can't. Got a big date tonight. Santa Claus is coming back to get his 
goodies." 

"Come on over, Toby. You know me, I'll make it worth your while." 

"I do know you, Ron, and I know you will. What time shall we make it-pardon 
the pun." 

"Seven. I want lots of time to really give you a great fucking. 

Toby nodded in agreement, pleased that she wouldn't have to relieve her 
cunt-desires but could count on a handsome man to do it for her. 

She passed her day in her usual round of students with problems. It was 
beginning to get to her-listening to people's problems all day. She needed a 
break, a chance to unwind both mentally and physically, and she looked 
forward to tonight's activities with Ron. 

Ron had been her closest friend when she first arrived in Crestview. He had 
taught her the ropes of dealing with an eighteenth-century faculty and an 
archaic trustee system and how to get anything she wanted from the chairman 
by calling it by another-preferably fancy-name. He had also been her first 
fuck in this small academic community, the first of a series of lovers who 
had all pleased her and taught her new things about herself and her world. 

Ron had popped the question on their fourth date. They sat in his car in a 
drive-in restaurant, munching cold, grease-clotted cheeseburgers, after 
having seen a quite boring and quite predictable X-rated movie. He looked 
deep into her eyes and said, "I bet you screw better than anybody we saw on 
that screen." 

It wasn't the best or the most romantic line she had ever heard, but she 
sure had to give Ron credit for his directness. Subtle he wasn't. 

"Oh, I think I can do pretty well. An amateur I'm not." 

Ron's coy smile revealed that he understood fully the implications of Toby's 
answer. He allowed her to finish the last remains of her milk shake and 
french fries and then whisked her off to his apartment for a night of heavy 
fucking. 

Ron had given Toby her first asshole-fuck. She remembered that unique 
experience as she rang his front doorbell, wondering if he would repeat that 
event tonight. 

"Hi ya, princess. Been waiting for you. You're three minutes late. I really 
thought for a while there I was going to have to take matters into my own 
hands." 

"How is matters by the way?" 

"Rarin' to go. And you?" 

"I have to be coaxed. I like the romantic come-on style." 

"Glad to oblige." 

Ron lifted Toby in his arms and carried her to the sofa 

"How's that for charm?" 

"You get an A-l rating from Duncan Hines, or is it the Marquis de Sade in 
matters like this?" 

"Probably Dear Abby. She could use a good fucking. What's your pleasure for 
liquid refreshment?" 

"You." 

"Later, love. But what do you want to drink now? You know, vodka, gin, that 
kind of stuff." 

"A gin and tonic. Save you the work of fixing up something complicated." 

"Okay. The world's best gin and tonic coming up." 

Seconds later, Ron sat beside Toby on the couch and handed her her drink. 
"To you, baby, and to us." 

"You still love me a little, Ron?" 

"With all my heart, love." 

Toby was aware that Ron, in the beginning, had fallen deeply in love with 
her. He had wanted to marry her, but that kind of legal and social trap was 
not Toby's cup of tea. They had reached a type of understanding, and now, 
after three years, their relationship was that of two close friends who 
enjoyed fucking each other. Toby knew that Ron was still carrying within him 
somewhere a torch for her, but she also knew that he could handle it. The 
last thing she wanted was a guy to complicate her life with demands. 

"Drink up, Toby, the night is young." 

Ron dipped his index finger into his Scotch and water and placed a drop of 
the golden liquid at the top of the cleavage which Toby's dress only 
partially concealed. They both watched the drop disappear between Toby's 
tits, and Toby could feel it mark out an icy trail to her navel. 

"That's cold, baby." 

"I'll warm you up." 

Ron reached behind Toby and unzipped her dress. He slid his hand in the 
loosely-hanging garment, allowing his fingers to caress Toby's neck and 
shoulders. He worked his hand down her front, gently kneading the flesh of 
Toby's stomach, feeling her skin heat up responsively to his touch. 

He unhooked her bra, watching her fleshy tits swing free when released from 
their cotton trap. 

Toby kicked off her shoes and helped Ron remove her dress. She sat before 
him in her panties and nylons. Three years, and he still was awed by her 
body. 

She was tall, an even five feet, seven inches and lightly built everywhere 
except her tits. She carried a 38C set and carried them well. Her tits were 
the size of ripe cantaloupes, ready to be consumed. Hours of sunbathing nude 
on a friend's sailboat gave her body a rich golden hue. Her tits were deeply 
and evenly tanned, and her areolas and nipples were the color of peach pits. 
Her flat, tight stomach accentuated her breasts, making them seem even 
larger and more delicious. 

Ron concluded that she was perfectly made and had the most sensuous body he 
had ever seen. 

Toby smiled seductively at Ron and slowly slid her pantyhose down from her 
waist and off. Gracefully extricating herself from her panties, she slid her 
fingers between her cuntlips and gathered up some of the fresh cream that 
her cunt had brewed. She placed her finger under Ron's nose. 

"I think we're ready, baby." 

Ron stripped himself of his clothes, watching Toby's eyes appreciatively 
scan his body. Toby was fascinated by his prick, growing to its full size in 
response to his passion. His cock stood out long and hard from his body, 
ready for the action to come. 

Instinctively, Toby reached out to touch Ron's cock and felt his body quiver 
as her lithe fingers delicately stroked the flowering head. She kneeled 
before his prick and began kissing it softly, allowing her tongue to lick 
the sensitive underside while her lips formed a tight, artificial cunt and 
slid up and down upon the head. 

A deep moan shook Ron's body as he squeezed Toby's shoulders and begged her 
to suck his cock faster. Toby increased her movements, shifting her hand 
from the underside of his prick to his balls. She could feel his balls 
writhe in spasms of erotic ecstasy as she touched the fleshy sacs. 
Carefully, gently, she rotated Ron's balls, timing and judging her movements 
by the heavy moans he was emitting. 

"God, baby, suck it!" Ron pleaded. "All the way!" 

Toby felt Ron's prick stiffen and the first emission of the salty liquid 
that prepared the way for his sperm. She knew he was getting close and she 
wanted to make it good for him. She sucked and pulled furiously on his prick 
and stroked his balls rapidly. With her other hand she gently stroked the 
insides of his thighs, toying with his body to find the most sensitive parts 
to stimulate. 

"Jesus, baby!" 

Sperm shot into Toby's mouth, temporarily clogging her throat and making her 
gag silently. She took it all, swallowing the hot mixture happily, pleased 
that she could satisfy Ron so intensely. 

Ron was leaning forward and bracing himself against the couch with both 
hands when Toby opened her eyes to look at him again. 

"God, Toby, God, God, God. You're just incredible!" 

He bent down and kissed her hard, tasting his own sperm in the core of her 
mouth. She was such a good sex partner, so different from the ones who are 
only out for themselves. 

"You've really got me fixed up here, honey," he said softly. "But I don't 
think you should have to wait the fifteen minutes or so that it should take 
me to recuperate. Let me make love to you by hand." 

"Glad to oblige," Toby said, stretching herself out on the couch and 
beckoning for Ron to come lie beside her. 

Ron wedged himself onto the other half of the couch and began stroking 
Toby's graceful body. He kissed her throat and shoulders and lingered 
passionately upon her tits, taking the tip of each breast into his mouth and 
sucking firmly until the nipple grew and pressed against the base of his 
tongue. He circled each nipple with his tongue, trying to make it grow even 
further in response to his manipulations. 

Toby reached up and pressed his head against her, trying to bury his head in 
the fleshy depths of her tits. 

"Kiss me, Ron. Kiss my tits harder!" she cried out. 

His mouth sucked at her breasts, seeking to drain them of every passionate 
response they could give. He slid his hand along Toby's body, feeling the 
graceful arch of her stomach, her protruding pelvic bones, and the delicate 
valley between her stomach and her pubic hair. He touched the insides of her 
thighs and found the tops of her legs thickly covered with cum. 

One thing about Toby, she was a heavy lubricator. She never kept him waiting 
when he was ready to go. She was one of the few women he had met who could 
keep pace with a man in the quickness and strength of his responses. 

He moved his hand in wide circles across Toby's blonde pubic muff, feeling 
the clots of cum that stuck to her cunthair. Using his middle finger as an 
artificial prick, he pressed the tip of his finger against her clitoral 
nerve. 

Toby's body shivered in response, as waves of sensuous pleasure radiated 
throughout her body. Ron felt the little nub swell in size as his finger 
manipulated it, stroking its sides gently and edging the little mound into 
short circles. Toby sighed deeply and Ron knew that he had found the right 
spot. He again sought her honeypot, dipping his finger into her precious 
cunt to remove some of the sensuous fluid. He worked the creamy liquid into 
the meat of her pussy, softly lubricating the inner and outer lips of her 
cunt so that they too could participate in the sensual experience. Once more 
he found the swollen clitoris, now standing out about a half inch from 
Toby's upper cunt. Toby drew Ron closer, forcing her body against his to 
feel his warmth and eager desire. Against her left thigh she could feel 
Ron's prick flowering in response to her desires. That was good, soon they'd 
both be ready for a regular fuck. The thought of the experience to come so 
aroused Toby that she felt a new wave of cum flow from her cunt and begin to 
drain down to her asshole. The warmth of her own cuntjuices stimulated the 
tight hole into a small series of spasms. She moaned and grasped Ron even 
tighter, working her body against his to heighten her pleasure. 

She was shoving her pussy madly against his finger now, trying to push him 
even deeper into her cunt and even harder against her super-sensitive clit. 
Her thighs slapped solidly against Ron's in a wild frenzy of desire and 
cunt-want. 

"Oh Ron, Ron. Don't stop now. Fuck me! Make me feel you inside me! Fuck me, 
Ron! Fuck me!" 

Ron moved his finger rapidly against her honey-slicked clit, feeling the 
clitoris swell and shiver in response to his expert touch. He freed his left 
hand from under Toby's shoulders and placed it on her clitoris, using the 
index finger of his right hand as a simultaneous ramming-prick, one which 
-edged its way up Toby's cunt and found the sweet spots along the way. 

He could feel her pussy begin to contract with the accuracy of his two-way 
fuck. He felt her body harden, all of Toby's muscles straining to reach the 
ultimate point of sexual gratification. Her leg muscles were fully extended, 
her thighs solid with their need for release. 

"DO it, baby, do it. Fuck me!" 

One final hard thrust against the tip of Toby's clit and the wave of spasms 
began. Tightly Toby's cunt embraced Ron's finger and expressed her cunt's 
orgasmic satisfaction. He rotated his finger in deep circles against the 
opening to extend her sexual peak. Her breathing was slowing down as she 
completed her erotic experience and began the pleasant, completely 
soul-satisfying afterglow. 

She snuggled closer to Ron and kissed him softly on the neck and shoulders. 
He embraced her and began stroking her back and sides. He began to kiss her 
tits, eagerly consuming the firm mounds and feeling the nipples respond with 
their erotic hardness. 

Toby's body began again to respond to Ron's touch and his 
strategically-placed kisses. Her stomach turned over as he grazed her thighs 
and pubic area with his mouth, his lips probing the sensitive area and 
seeking her full responsiveness. He rolled Toby over gently onto her back 
and stretched himself out on top of her. His hard prick made his desires and 
his eagerness known to Toby, and she willingly spread her legs, inviting him 
to enter and fill her throbbing cunt. 

Ron slipped the hot, hard prick into her deep hole, feeling the length of 
his shaft disappear into her sensuous pussy. Slowly he withdrew the prick to 
the head, feeling sparks of pleasure ignite along the cockshaft as he 
generated the precious, erotic friction that would satisfy them both. 

Toby wrapped her legs around Ron's thighs and pressed her heels against his 
asscheeks, urging him to go faster and faster, to increase the passionate 
tempo of their fucking. He ground his prick into her cunt, gyrating his 
body, whipping his cock in and out of Toby's pussy like a sensitive saber. 
He could feel his balls filling with the hot, luscious sperm that would 
eventually fill Toby's cunt to the brim. His balls began to burn and tingle 
with want for release and sexual ecstasy. He knew he was only moments away. 
He arched his back to delay the release and give Toby time to catch up with 
him. She pressed harder against his asscheeks with her heels, telling him 
that she too was very close and needed him to maintain the fuck-rhythm they 
had achieved. 

Ron increased the pace of the fuck, maneuvering his body like a precision 
machine. He felt his cock pull back the fraction of an inch that occurred 
before the shoot-off, then he experienced the bucking of his prick, like a 
fully-loaded shotgun, as the sperm shot forth from his body and sought the 
inner recesses of Toby's clutching cunt. 

Toby's body quivered when the hot discharge flashed into her cunt and bathed 
its sensitive walls. Her own climax began just seconds after Ron's release, 
a completely intense orgasm that caused her pussy and all of her back and 
stomach muscles to contract madly. Even after the intense sensations of the 
contractions began to fade away, she still could feel in her thighs the 
pleasant, sensuous tingling Ron's prick had inspired in her. 

Toby lay cuddled in Ron's arms as she waited for the intensity of her orgasm 
to subside. The sensations spread over her body like a warm balm, soothing 
her in a sea of passionate, intense eroticism. 

"Oh Ron, darling," she whispered, as she stroked his hair lightly. 

Ron leaned forward and kissed her tit gently until the nipple protruded a 
half inch into his mouth. He stroked her sides gently and touched the 
insides of her thighs. The warmth of desire began to spread through Toby's 
body once more. 

Gently but insistently she took Ron's hand and placed it between her legs, 
urging him to arouse her to the ultimate point once more. Ron's finger 
wriggled its way between Toby's cuntlips, found the sensitive clit, and 
began rotating it in wide circles. The clit responded by increasing its 
size, the newly-charged blood of sensuous passion filling the clit. A wave 
of cuntcream flowed from Toby's pussy. Ron scooped up a tiny glob of the 
fresh mucus and spread it evenly over her clit and cuntlips. 

"Oh Ron, Ron. God, don't stop! Keep fingering my cunt!" 

Ron increased the pace of his movements, slipping his finger in and out of 
the tight tunnel made by Toby's clasping cuntlips. He -edged his finger down 
the slit until he found the opening to Toby's pussy. He worked his finger in 
the first sensitive inch and moved in wide circles. The tiny cunt quivers 
began, and Ron knew that Toby was getting close. He slid his finger in and 
out of her pussy like an agile cock and felt Toby's cunt begin a small 
series of contractions as a new wave of cuntjuice bathed his finger. 

His own cock began to respond, and it stood out firm and hard from his body, 
rubbing against Toby's thigh with every thrust of his finger. The cock began 
to gyrate to its own sensuous music, and little drops of clear fluid spurted 
from the delicate tip. 

Easily, Ron placed himself on top of Toby and substituted the real thing for 
his finger. A sharp moan escaped Toby's throat as she felt the firm shaft of 
his cock slip into her cunt. Her pussylips enveloped his prick and squeezed 
it tightly. Ron's body shivered as he felt his prick being sensuously 
swallowed by Toby's moist cunt. He shoved the full length of his prick into 
her and slid the rod in and out at a rapid pace. 

He felt Toby respond to him, as she clutched him tightly to her and 
scratched his back furiously in the deep frenzy of her passionate needs. He 
felt his cock like a charged lightning bolt, slicking through her warm, soft 
cunt, seeking the sweet spots where Toby's eroticism lay. He arched his back 
stiffly to draw the top of his prick against the top and sides of her cunt, 
feeling her pussy swell to take the full limits of his pulsing rod. 

"Jesus, Toby!" he cried, as he felt the roots of his orgasm deep in his 
thighs, arching into his balls and electrifying every part of his testicles 
and scrotum. 

Toby opened her legs wide and placed her heels against Ron's back, pushing 
down on him to urge him in and on. She fucked madly against Ron as she felt 
her cunt fill with a new series of erotic responses. Her cunt exploded with 
the intensity of her orgasm, and she could feel her pussy contract wildly 
against Ron's gyrating cock. One final thrust and Ron's prick spurted warm, 
sticky sperm-cream into the depths of Toby's cunt. 

"Oh God, Ron. Jesus, baby!" Toby screamed as the final spasm of her orgasm 
gripped her body. She felt Ron's prick begin to shrivel gently inside her 
cunt as he collapsed on top of her, his erotic energy spent and her deepest 
cunt-needs satiated. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The faculty meeting dragged on. Dr. Wagner, the world's biggest idiot, was 
making some point against approving a new course for the undergraduate major 
in psychology. 

Toby had stopped listening about a half hour ago. Anything Wagner had to say 
was never worth listening to. She wondered how anybody like Wagner could 
ever rise to a position of power. But then academia was like that, a 
collection of misfits. 

"And Dr. Carson, what's your view on this subject?" 

"I disagree, Dr. Wagner. The more courses we can offer the student the 
better." 

She watched the side of Wagner's neck as a large vein bulged forth. He was 
mad. He didn't like anybody to disagree with him, especially a newcomer. 

"May I remind you, Dr. Carson, that you have been here only one year and may 
not have sufficient knowledge of our program to make a proper judgment." 

"I don't agree, Dr. Wagner. I don't feel one has to be here for years and 
years to see that our course offerings are inadequate. If we're going to 
compete with Southeastern State, we've got to ... " 

And on and on it went. The faculty, which thought as little of Wagner as 
Toby did, voted against him and upheld Toby's motion, giving her two new 
courses for the fall semester. 

As she left the meeting room, Wagner scowled at her and asked if she still 
planned to attend his cocktail party that evening. She replied that she 
wouldn't miss it for the world, and she wouldn't. 

* * * 

The car refused to cooperate and sputtered to a lurching stop. Some damn 
thing was wrong with the carburetor-something Toby hadn't taken the time to 
fix. She got out and fiddled with the butterfly valve until she could see 
the gas drain properly. One small sputter and the car slipped easily away 
from the driveway. Toby was beginning to feel that her whole life was 
nothing but a series of small annoyances. 

The lights of the Caldwells' house came into view. Wagner had arranged the 
party to honor one of his former graduate students who had made good-despite 
Wagner's influence. Just like Wagner always did-shoving responsibilities off 
on others-he had asked Caldwell to have the party at his house, claiming 
that the Wagner "cottage" was too small for such a gala event. And Caldwell, 
as usual, had resented the gesture but had given in to Wagner's demands. 

Toby began preparing herself for the inevitable round of academic gossip and 
philosophizing that often made her stomach turn for its very banality. But 
it wasn't the talk she was interested in tonight, but the people. Or rather 
one person, to be exact. 

"Dr. Carson. How nice to see you again." 

Dr. Baxter, the chairman, was serving as doorman. Toby knew in her heart 
that if Baxter never saw her again he could care less. But anyway, on with 
the game. 

"Hello, Dr. Baxter. It really looks like a wonderful party tonight." 

"Yes it is, my dear. Won't you join us?" 

"My dear," that really got to Toby. Like she was his child or something or a 
long-lost maiden aunt. He was as much an idiot as the rest. 

She worked her way through the room, edging through the crowd until she 
found the bar. A Scotch and soda and she began to make her way to the back 
of the room. She wanted a clear view for the moment when it would happen. 

People drifted in and out of the room and then Toby saw her. Clare Wagner. 
Clare stood by her husband and waved to Toby. Toby responded with a nod. 

New Orleans. The regional conference. Saturday night. The invitation to stop 
by for a drink after the adolescent-psychology discussion group. John Wagner 
would be at the group-dynamics session, and they could relax together, as 
the only two women from the college at the conference. Toby had gone to the 
Wagners' room expecting just a drink and had come away with three perfect 
orgasms. 

"Hello, Toby. How are you?" 

Toby could sense the feigned coldness in Clare's voice. After all, they 
couldn't exactly let everybody know. John Wagner being cuckolded was bad 
enough, but by a woman? That would be too much for Wagner's fragile ego and 
he would take effective steps to have Clare banished and Toby fired. 

"I haven't seen you since the conference last week, Clare. How have you 
been?" 

"Fine. I've been helping John type his latest manuscript and that's been 
keeping me busy. You know how John is about his accomplishments. It's almost 
a compulsion with him. But then what else has he got?" 

Toby understood the full implications of Clare's remark, not only with 
regard to their situation but to the fact that John had problems a lot of 
the time getting his prick up. He had tried to seduce a graduate student 
once, had gotten her home but couldn't get it up to get it in, and the girl 
had spread the story all over campus. Wagner had been known as "Rod-down" 
ever since. It was a crushing blow to his ego, and Wagner had been working 
super hard at being a bastard to compensate. The thought of Wagner on top of 
Clare trying to fuck his stubby cockflesh into his wife made Toby ill. 

"I hope you enjoyed the conference, Clare. I found it very informative." 

"Yes, I did too. It was the best conference I've ever attended." 

Toby could sense by Clare's eyes that she wanted to fuck around. That 
dreamy, sensual look she had noticed the night Clare had invited her to her 
room illuminated her face. 

"Are you planning on staying long at the party tonight?" 

"I don't think so. I have an exam to type up. I think I'll be leaving very 
soon. I can't stand these things anyway." 

"I can't either. Maybe I'll leave soon, too. I'll tell John I have a 
headache and plan to go home to rest. Well, I guess I'll mix. Goodbye, Toby, 
maybe I'll catch you later." 

Toby understood the message hidden in Clare's carefully-worded responses. 
She knew Clare would visit her that night, ready and needing to be satisfied 
by Toby's expert touch. 

* * * 

Toby stirred the martini brew quickly and clunked chunks of ice cubes into a 
silver bowl. She was slicing cheese into thin slivers when the doorbell 
rang. 

"Well hello, Dr. Carson. How's your exam coming?" 

"I think I passed." 

"So do I," Clare laughed. 

"C'mon in," Toby responded suggestively. 

"Don't mind if I do," Clare quipped as she closed the door behind her. "Come 
here, honey," she called as she drew Toby into her arms and kissed her 
gently. "I don't know how I made it through the week." 

Toby kissed Clare's neck and drew her right hand up to cup Clare's tit. Toby 
heard Clare sigh absently as her blithe fingers encircled and kneaded the 
tender titflesh. She slid her hand down along Clare's front, pausing to 
caress Clare's stomach before pressing the palm of her hand against her 
pubic mound. 

"Wait for me, lover," Clare sighed as she reluctantly drew away from Toby 
and went into the bedroom to undress. 

Toby felt her cunt moisten with expectation as she watched Clare leave the 
room. She slipped out of her jeans, blouse, and panties and went to join 
Clare in the bedroom. 

Clare was waiting for Toby by the side of the bed. She was removing the 
covers when she glanced up to see Toby standing before her naked. Toby's 
breasts. That never failed to attract her. She had an ultimate and 
consummate passion for the female breast. She had married John for financial 
security and social position, but every time she fucked him-which wasn't 
often due to his obsession with work-she always imagined that she was being 
fucked or fucking a woman. 

Clare had kept her secret well, allowing herself to engage in momentary 
affairs at various academic meetings. She had never seduced anyone connected 
to the college or to John's work. No one, that is, until Toby. Toby was the 
kind of feminine, graceful woman Clare could not resist. That humid night in 
New Orleans she also discovered that Toby was the kind of lover she could 
not function without. 

Clare walked over to Toby and embraced her, kissing her lightly and then 
passionately as her hands found Toby's tits and stroked them delicately. She 
stroked Toby's pubic hair and skillfully let the forefinger of her right 
hand brush against her clit, feeling the shiver in Toby's body when the 
contact was made. She could feel that Toby's clit had already begun to 
harden with desire and expectation. 

"Clare, Clare," Toby whispered as the older woman teased her body into a 
passionate frenzy. 

Clare lowered her head and began to kiss Toby's fleshy tits, kissing the 
sides gently and then taking the bronze nipple into her warm mouth. Her hand 
worked more insistently against Toby's clit, urging the delicate nerve 
tissues into new levels of desire. She pressed the tip of her finger 
directly against Toby's clitoral nerve and felt the little jagged ridge of 
flesh jerk wildly in response. 

Cream began to bathe Clare's finger as she worked her way down Toby's 
cunthole until she found the pussy opening. Toby's legs had begun to shake 
with the intensity of her desire, and Clare led her to the bed. She placed 
Toby down on the bed and stretched out on top of her, moving her stomach and 
the top of her clit against Toby's clitoris. 

They rocked in a mad frenzy until Clare could feel herself getting close. 
She pulled herself off Toby and began to slither down her body, kissing and 
stroking each fragile inch of flesh passionately. 

Toby was so much like her first Lesbian lover in college-her roommate's 
older sister, who had seduced her one weekend, was her steady lover for over 
a year, and had told Clare and made her believe that once a woman is made 
love to by another gentle and considerate woman she never wants a man again. 
Clare had to admit to herself that on the list of all of her lovers John 
finished dead last. The other men she had fucked were interesting 
diversions, but could in no way compare to even the worst of her female 
lovers. Men were very good at satisfying themselves, but few really knew how 
to please a woman. 

"Oh Clare, don't stop!" Toby cried as Clare's tongue pressed against her 
clitoris and sent spasms of ecstasy through her body. 

Clare drew the little mound into her mouth and began to suck delicately. She 
could feel the nub pulse with renewed desire each time her tongue grazed the 
sensitive area. She manipulated Toby's clit precisely, using all the skill 
and knowledge she had acquired with her numerous Lesbian loves. 

Gently, she found the opening of Toby's cunt and -edged her middle finger 
into the deep hole. The cuntlips responded by squeezing Clare's finger 
lightly and letting Clare know that her movements were bringing Toby to a 
new level of excitement. 

Clare felt Toby's warm cuntcream begin to flow freely and thickly coat her 
finger. The vibrating spasms and sensations in Toby's snatch increased as 
Clare began to fuck her finger in and out of Toby's cunt. Toby's pussy 
rapidly responded to Clare's manipulations and opened wide to receive the 
amorous intruder. Clare slipped her finger to the fullest extent into Toby's 
cunt, touching the back walls of the hot snatch and gently rotating her 
fingertip against the tip of Toby's cervix. 

Toby sunk her fingernails into Clare's back and pushed her head forward 
against her cunt, urging Clare to go faster and harder against her. Clare 
responded to the call and increased the pressure and the speed of her 
gestures towards Toby's ultimate fulfillment. 

Clare fucked her finger in and out of Toby's snatch like a fast-moving prick 
ready for the shoot-off. She became aware of her own deep cunt-needs as each 
moan Toby let out increased the little puddle of cream gathering on the lips 
of Clare's cunt. She began to feel the first orgasmic tinglings in her 
thighs and calves and knew that Toby must be nearing the point of full 
release. 

Toby arched her back so that Clare could reach the depths of her cunt and 
satisfy the craving need mounting steadily inside her pussy. She stretched 
her legs tightly, feeling the orgasm well in her like an erotic tidal wave. 
The dam broke, and the flood of sensations enveloped Toby's body, sending 
her into fits of erotic joy. Each sensation that began in her pussy was 
duplicated in her womb, only more intensely. Her whole body experienced the 
high, until a warm glow and a deep haze settled over her like a sensuous 
fog. 

Toby reached out and embraced Clare, letting her actions inform the woman as 
to how much she appreciated and enjoyed her lovemaking. Clare responded by 
stroking the insides of Toby's thighs and kissing the very tip of her 
clitoral shaft. Toby began to feel little sparks of a new orgasm begin 
inside her, but she knew that her body would need a few minutes to 
recuperate from the strength of her previous high. She reached down for 
Clare and drew her up beside her on the bed. 

Softly she stroked Clare's tits and kissed Clare's neck. She could feel 
Clare's nipples erect into solid mounds of passionate desire. She traced the 
outline of each breast with her finger and then with her tongue. Clare 
embraced her tightly and moaned softly. 

Toby sensed the intensity of Clare's need and began to manipulate the area 
of her cunt, spreading Clare's legs and wedging her finger deep into the 
little tunnel made by Clare's cuntlips. She slid the finger up and down the 
little shaft of her clit, feeling the cream wet her finger as it probed its 
way down the sensuous journey to the lovehole. The soft, warm mucus clung to 
Toby's finger as she manipulated and massaged Clare's clitoris. The nerve 
swelled in response, making itself easier to find and to satisfy on each 
stroke. 

"Oh God Toby, enter my cunt!" Clare screamed as Toby's finger made the 
initial contact with the cunthole. Clare's pussy opened like a precious 
flower, and Toby's finger slipped easily and swiftly into the erotic hole. 
She found the hidden treasure of Clare's cervical opening and pushed the tip 
of her finger gently against the protruding mound. She could feel little 
spasms begin in Clare's cunt as she worked to heighten her sensations. 

Clare was breathing heavily and begging Toby to finish her. Toby increased 
the speed of her movements and carefully managed to rub the top of her 
finger against Clare's clitoris while the bottom part of her finger fucked 
harder into her wet cunthole. With each stroke Clare dug her fingernails 
deeper and deeper into Toby's back, expressing fully the savage nature of 
her passion. 

"Toby! I'm coming! Oh God, I'm coming!" 

Clare thrashed madly against the bed as her orgasm gripped and twisted her 
body. A series of spasms ripped through her pussy and lower back as the tide 
of the climax crested. Finally she lay still, the deep tranquility of the 
afterglow covering her face. 

Toby had aroused herself fully in making love to Clare. She needed to be 
satisfied but hated to disturb Clare's evident peace. Softly she straddled 
Clare upside down, placing her body in a reverse position over Clare's so 
that her feet touched the sides of Clare's face. 

She maneuvered herself in place, putting her head between Clare's feet and 
arranging herself so that both of their cunts touched. Lifting herself 
slightly, she reached under herself until she found Clare's wet cunt. She 
spread the lips of her pussy until the clitoris was exposed. 

Toby lowered herself down on top of Clare's cunt, making sure first that her 
own cuntlips were spread and her clitoris bared to greet Clare's passion 
bud. The two clitorises touched as Toby lowered herself down fully, and the 
excitement of the maneuver sent waves of passion echoing through Toby's 
body. 

Toby began to rock her body slightly, moving her clit against Clare's. She 
could feel the stiff hairs of Clare's pubis brush against her cuntlips as 
she worked to increase the intensity of the sensations. She grabbed Clare's 
feet so that she could extend herself over Clare's body and thus achieve the 
full potential of the erotic act. Clare began to respond heavily and rocked 
her body in response to Toby's movements and needs. 

Soon Toby felt the first sensations of her orgasm. She moved in wide circles 
against Clare's cunt, increasing the sensitive area that was now being 
reached by their lovemaking. With each ram against Clare's cunt, she felt 
the orgasm grow in her like a demanding beast, hungrily eating its way 
through her insides, striving to consume every inch of her. 

Toby felt Clare's body stiffen and knew that her Lesbian lover was again 
nearing another orgasm. Clare's stiffened body increased the pressure on 
Toby's clit nerve as she rocked madly against her lover. Three hard, 
demanding rams and her clitoris seemed to burst like a firecracker, as the 
sparks of her climax sped through her body. 

Seconds later Toby felt Clare come. She could feel Clare's cunt-contractions 
against her stomach and pussylips as she kept up her rapid movements to 
insure that Clare would finish. One final series of small contractions in 
the depths of her womb and the orgasm was complete. Toby lay exhausted on 
top of Clare, feeling the warmth of Clare's body against her own sensitive 
flesh. 

A soft, periodic sleep came to them both. Toby lay with her head resting 
against Clare's thigh and dreamed of chasing Clare through a field of 
daisies. Gradually her body renewed its energy level and she awoke. 

Almost amazed at her own sexual needs, Toby found that desire had begun 
again in the pit of her snatch. She could feel the warm, tingling sensations 
that heralded the brewing of a new batch of cuntcream. She lifted herself 
gently from Clare and began to search for what Clare had told her to pick up 
in the French Quarter during their visit to New Orleans. 

A brief rummaging through the drawers of her dresser and she found it. The 
two-headed substitute cock glowed in the moonlight like some pagan god ready 
for the sacrifice of the village virgin. She slipped one end of the 
synthetic shaft into her pussy and strapped the instrument around her waist. 

She approached the bed and gently roused Clare from her sensuous slumber by 
kissing her tits and stroking her stomach. Clare awakened to find Toby lying 
beside her, the artificial prick sticking out from her genital area like a 
thick cock ready to be fucked. 

Clare drew Toby down beside her and urged her to climb on top of her. 
Eagerly she spread her legs so that Toby could place the shaft deep in the 
well of her cunt. Toby lay flat against Clare and then lifted her lower back 
so that she could conveniently slip the dildo in. She felt the tip of the 
prick being engulfed by Clare's passion-swollen cunt. Quickly she slid the 
rest of the prick into Clare, letting the sturdy cock find its own course 
into Clare's pussy. 

As the substitute prick slid fully into Clare's cunt until it rested against 
the tip of Clare's womb, the make-believe prick in Toby's snatch reached its 
full extent and pressed heavily against her cervix also. 

With each motion against Clare's cunt, Toby could feel her own artificial 
prick slide up and down her channel. Her cunt was fully greased, and the 
prick slid happily into her, making little squishing noises along the way. 
The prick was just wide enough to graze the edge of Toby's clitoris each 
time she fucked the prick at the other end deeper and faster into Clare's 
pussy. She could feel the dildo arousing her clitoris as the blood flowed 
into her cuntlips and aroused her even more. 

"Fuck me, lover!" Clare responded as the rubber cock created its magic 
friction against the walls of her cunt. Madly she flung her body against 
Toby's charging prick and pleaded for more each time Toby let the cock fuck 
its way into her cream-coated cunt. 

"More, more!" Clare demanded as Toby began to increase the speed of her 
thrusts until she looked like a mad dancer acting out an ancient ritual of 
lust and sensual greed. 

Toby found the depths of her pussy responding to the prick. She could pace 
herself better with this type of orgasm since she was in control and knew 
exactly what she wanted and how to achieve it. Each time she withdrew from 
Clare's cunt, the artificial prick inside her sucked her cuntwalls down into 
a deep vortex, the suction intensifying the passionate responses hidden deep 
in her womb. She was getting very close. The sensations began and then 
exploded in her cunt and in the back of her brain like a flash of blinding 
blue and white light. She screamed as the orgasm struck her and she felt 
Clare's body jerking beneath her in another spasm of ecstasy. 

"Oh Christ!" Clare screamed almost in unison with Toby's deep guttural moan. 

A few more thrusts of the dildo into Clare's cunt and Toby was content that 
she had completely satiated her lover. Clare stroked her back gently and 
told her how intensely satisfying her orgasms were with Toby, nothing like 
the dime-store imitations she had with John. The real thing was to be found 
with a woman, and Clare knew it. 

Sleep would have come easily to them both, but they became aware of the 
time. Clare estimated that John had had sufficient time to drink himself 
into a stupor and was probably ready to make his way home. He always got 
aroused when he drank, but the liquor made him impotent. Tonight he would 
try, fail, and then slap his limp cock fiercely for betraying him. Sometimes 
Clare thought he would slap his prick right off-an event which only John 
would mourn. Then she'd have to soothe him and try to suck him off, but that 
would fail, and he'd fall asleep vowing to write two scholarly articles the 
next day to prove his success as a man. 

Clare stroked Toby's head, reluctant to leave her lover. Toby kissed her 
deeply and then helped her from the bed. In silence, Clare dressed, thinking 
about the two worlds she inhabited. She looked fondly at Toby's body, naked 
in the moonlight, trying to burn the outline of her lover deep into her 
brain. The memory of tonight's lovemaking would be precious to her and would 
help her survive until the next time. 

The two made their way into the living room and embraced a final time. 

"There'll be another faculty party in ten days, Toby. I think I can 
conveniently arrange to have another headache. John won't even miss me." 

"Till then, love," Toby whispered. 

Clare smiled and blew Toby a kiss. Then she made her way down the stairs and 
into the cold silence of the night. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Gino's Pizza Palace was jammed with the usual Saturday-night crowd. The air 
hung heavy with the salty smell of garlic and the various pizza combinations 
ordered throughout the evening. 

Toby spotted two of her students signaling to her from a booth in the corner 
and went over to join them. 

"How are you, Dr. Carson? Want some mushroom pizza?" Jon Witulzki asked as 
he prepared a place for Toby to sit. 

"Fine, and no thanks. Shouldn't you be home reading Contemporary 
Psychology!" Toby knew that this was the type of line that would get her a 
laugh. If psychology was good for anything, it did give her a nice sense of 
group expectations. She wasn't disappointed in their response. 

"Somehow, Dr. Carson," Maria Rollins chuckled, "that book just can't compete 
with pizza." 

Toby liked Maria a great deal. She was the type of girl who would win in any 
situation. She had good looks and the brains to go with them. Most 
importantly, she had a sense of herself as a person. Toby was really 
disturbed by how many of her students were filled with inadequacies and thus 
made themselves easy prey for anyone stronger and more sophisticated than 
they. Maria was the type who would control not be controlled, and Toby found 
that a very intriguing characteristic. 

At Jon's insistence, Toby decided that she should have something to eat and 
went over to the counter to order lasagna and a Coke. From the corner of her 
eye she caught a glimpse of Malcolm Scott, the local drug king. Toby knew 
that Gino's was the place to get it, and she figured something big was in 
the works for tonight for Scott to put in an appearance himself instead of 
sending one of his flunkies. 

She watched Scott slip a young boy a small plastic envelope and knew that 
that was one kid who'd find his own high that evening. She knew from 
personal experience that it sure beat masturbating, unless, of course, you 
masturbated to it. Then it intensified the act by stretching it out, making 
it last until it was almost unendurable. 

Toby briefly remembered the first time she had made it on grass was with her 
roommate in her junior year of college. Amy, the ultimate She-bitch who used 
to scratch her back raw when Toby took her through. Someday she'd have to 
make the three-hour drive to New York and take Amy up on her standing 
invitation to visit "any time." Toby knew what that meant-fucking and 
sucking on demand, and great fucking and sucking at that. 

Jon was nibbling on the tip of Maria's ear when Toby returned. 

"Don't you know that that kind of thing will give you pimples and make you 
go blind?" 

"You don't need to see to feel," Maria laughed. "Besides, I've got plenty of 
Clearasil at home." 

Toby laughed gently. She figured that Maria had been around and knew how to 
get what she wanted. Jon looked like he was happy with the arrangement. 

"Are you going to Gary Hunter's tonight, Dr. Carson? It's an open house." 

Toby caught from the tone of Jon's voice the implications of his words. Dr. 
Gary Hunter, the European history teacher, was noted for his free-sex 
parties. The last time Toby had been to one of Hunter's orgies she had been 
fucked seven times and could have gone on for more if she hadn't had an 
eight-o'clock class the next day and needed her rest. She wondered what 
she'd looked like to her students that day. It was all so amusing. Most of 
them thought she was an old-maid, repressed type who used Kotex instead of 
Tampax because she didn't want to touch her "dirty" genitals. Someday she'd 
walk into class, strip naked, and take on any and all comers. That would 
shut them up and set them straight. 

"What time's the big event, Jon?" 

"I think officially it starts at eight, but it's probably still going on 
from last week. Maria and I are going to drop in around ten and check out 
the action. Most of the repressed people come early so that they can drink a 
lot and try to relax a little. I hate the early-crowd types-you know, the 
guilt-ridden, but-I-still-want-to-be-free ones-so we try to make it when 
things are just beginning to move. I wonder what the main attraction will be 
tonight?" 

Toby remembered that last month some chemistry professor had sucked off a 
dog's cock while some Anthro broad had shoved a thick, black dildo up the 
profs ass. The dog and the woman had climaxed together, with the professor 
coming only a split-second later. 

"I don't know, Jon, but I think I'll go and find out. Hunter's parties are 
always worth it, if only to see the kind of people who show up." 

"Well, we'll see you there then. We've got to visit our local hash-house 
first to make our evening complete. We'll see you later." 

Jon took hold of Maria's hand and escorted her from the booth. They both 
smiled at Toby as they left, aware of the possibilities of the evening. Toby 
hadn't made it with either of them yet at one of Hunter's orgies, but only 
because she had been too busy with others. Maybe this evening she'd branch 
out and try some of the younger meat that was there in willing abundance. 

Toby watched Jon and Maria go over to Scott's table and pick up an evening's 
supply of dope. The group would swing tonight; there'd be enough for 
everybody. 

* * * 

When Toby arrived at Hunter's house, the music was blaring and the driveway 
was jam-packed with cars. She recognized a few of the cars and knew she'd be 
in for a good time. 

Hunter greeted her at the door and beckoned for her to come in. He had on 
only a skin-tight, orange bathing suit. Toby could see his cock bulging into 
the left front pocket. He had enough cockmeat to satisfy her, and he had on 
several occasions. 

"Well, Toby love. It's been a long time. Come in and find yourself a 
comfortable spot." 

Toby entered willingly and embraced Hunter as she passed. He held her close 
to him, and she could feel his heavy prick press deeply against her crotch. 
The tingling, lustful sensation began in her loins, and she knew she was 
ready for anything and everything the evening would offer. 

"I want you to meet some friends," Hunter said, freeing Toby gently. He 
motioned to a group in front of him, and two young men came over. 

"Toby, this is Paul Dillard and Ed Haines. Two of my very best friends. I 
hope you'll be good to them." 

While Hunter departed, Toby took the opportunity to survey the evening's 
initial lovers. Both men were tall and firmly built. Both looked like they 
had enough between their legs to juice her cunt up and keep her going for a 
while. She liked their smiles; they both seemed confident and aggressive, 
without being either brutal or self-centered. 

Ed noticed a couple leaving one of the bedrooms and motioned for Toby and 
Paul to follow him into the room. He smoothed out the sheets and tried to 
arrange things in a fairly pleasant way. The room smelled heavily of cunt 
and sperm juices. Toby found the aroma erotic and became aware of the juices 
that her own cunt was creating between her legs. 

Paul peeled quickly out of his clothes and stood before Toby in his jockey 
shorts. His cock was fully erect and made a small white tent out of his 
shorts. He watched Toby look at him appreciatively and then stripped the 
shorts off. His prick popped free from the material and stood out like a 
thick, sensuous arrow. He had a good nine inches of bulky meat, and his 
balls were tight against his body, ready for action. 

Toby watched Ed step out of his clothes and noticed that he was even better 
endowed than Paul. His prick was about the same length as Ed's, but it was 
thicker and the head was larger. She watched, totally fascinated, as Ed took 
his cock in his hands and began moving up and down on the thick shaft. The 
muscles in his thighs tightened as he jerked his prick quickly to his own 
rhythm. 

Toby watched his balls tighten and turn a deep shade of red. Rapidly Ed 
jerked the cock in and out of the cave his hands formed. He freed one hand 
and reached between his legs to stroke his balls. His breathing increased in 
speed and intensity. A deep moan burst from his chest and a small stream of 
white, hot sperm tore from his cock and splattered on the floor in broken 
splotches. 

"Ed's a quick comer," Paul explained. "He likes to get the first one off 
quickly himself so he can make the second one last longer for the woman. 
It's an old trick I taught him a long time ago." 

Paul wrapped his arms around Toby's waist and drew her gently but firmly to 
him. Toby felt him force his stiff cockmeat between her legs and draw his 
cock against her clitoris as he passionately French-kissed her. His hands 
massaged her tits as he drew the prick against her delicate clitoral nerve. 
A small wave of cum fell from Toby's cunt and drenched the top side of his 
prick with salty warmth. She could feel her heart pounding faster as each 
thrust of the cock against her clit sent sparks along her spine. 

Paul used his body to edge Toby over to the side of the bed. He gently 
pushed her onto the bed and lay on top of her, his cock still buried between 
her thighs. He turned her body so that she lay lengthwise on the bed and 
then motioned for Ed to join them. 

"Any objections to going down?" Paul asked. "Never," Toby replied. 

"Good, let's make this a two-way event," Ed said. 

Smoothly they worked, like a team that knew its business well. Ed spread 
Toby's legs and knelt between them, while Paul straddled Toby's tits and 
placed his knees between her armpits. He supported his weight on his legs, 
knowing that he would be too much for her upper body to handle. 

Ed tested her cunt, gently poking his middle finger into Toby's moist pussy. 
He felt her warm cuntcream and the depths of her hole. He replaced his 
finger with the tip of his erect prick and felt Toby's body quiver when she 
realized what he had done. 

Paul propped Toby's head up on two pillows and positioned himself so that he 
could easily slip his cock in and out of her juicy mouth. Toby opened her 
mouth willingly, and Paul slipped the massive prick in. 

As Toby accepted the full length of Paul's cockshaft, feeling its huge size 
fill up her mouth and throat, Ed forced his cock into the moist depths of 
her cunt, ramming his prick in to its hilt. 

Toby felt her vaginal walls expand to encompass and take in the thick 
member. Her cunt ached with fiery desire as she felt the tip of the prick 
make contact with the back wall of her snatch. The heavy sucking, slurping 
noises began as Ed shoved his prick into the heat of her pussy, and out 
again, allowing the sensuous friction to mount with each thrust. 

Paul caught the rhythm of Ed's fuck-movements and moved in unison with Ed's 
thrusts. Toby felt his prick push against the back of her throat as she 
sucked on it vigorously, making his prick swell with pleasure and 
expectation. Paul's cock certainly was big, and she wondered for a second if 
she'd be able to suck all of his big prick. 

She lifted her head higher and arched it slightly so that his cock could 
slip even further into the depths of her throat. A sharp moan from Paul let 
her know her cocksucking efforts were appreciated. She placed her right hand 
on Paul's balls and began to rotate them. Softly she stroked the delicate 
sacs, watching them turn a deeper hue as Paul's excitement grew. She felt 
the balls move inside their warm, soft pouches. They were already beginning 
to harden with Paul's sperm build-up. 

Ed fucked skillfully between Toby's legs, drawing his prick out almost to 
its full length and then ramming his meat back into the heart of Toby's 
cunt. As he withdrew, he took sufficient time to work the cockhead against 
the opening of Toby's pussy and have the ring of muscles squeeze him tightly 
just under the sensitive head. He could feel the shaft of his prick getting 
hotter with each thrust. The tingling sensations had already begun in his 
thighs, and he felt his balls tighten even further as Toby began to gyrate 
her body madly. How he loved to feel a pussy in action-the wild rotations, 
the sharp thrusting against his prick. He wanted and loved it all. 

Paul lifted himself up slightly on his knees so that he could stretch his 
thigh and calf muscles and thus intensify his shoot-off. He could feel his 
lower back muscles tighten and pulse with the sparks of his erotic 
sensations as Toby continued to suck hungrily on his prick. His cock bulged 
with excitement as his orgasm continued to mount within his swaying balls. 

Toby rolled her tongue over the top of his prick and felt Paul's body shiver 
in response. She found the small hole and licked it gently, tasting the 
saltiness of the clear tears that had formed and which heralded the oncoming 
orgasm. Paul's prick twitched in her mouth each time she found the right 
sensitive zone and sent thick spasms throughout his body. 

Toby's cunt burned with the build-up of her own desires. Ed was fucking his 
prick in and out of her snatch at a wild pace. With each thrust Toby's 
swollen cunt pulsed with passionate intensity. She arched her back and 
slammed her body against Ed's prick. The top of her cervix began its series 
of small contractions, each contraction widening like a ripple and 
generating other spasms as Ed's prick threaded its way through her gripping 
cunthole. 

Paul moved forward and placed his hands on Toby's shoulders, bracing himself 
for the full impact of his ejaculation. 

"Oh God, baby, suck it!" Paul shouted as the flame of his orgasm licked its 
way up his back, ignited a delicate spot in his brain, and charged down his 
spine into the tip of his prick. His balls contracted tightly and hot sperm 
spurted into Toby's mouth and drained down her throat. She took it all, 
swallowing every bit of the sticky brew. She continued to suck lightly on 
his cock as it shriveled into the warm depths of its own pleasures. 

Toby could feel her own sensations nearing completion. She tightened her 
calf muscles and stretched her legs, forcing her erotic sensations into her 
lower body to forestall her ultimate pleasure and release. 

"Oh baby, I'm coming!" Ed screamed as his cock pulsed out his orgasm into 
Toby's hungry cunt. Toby could feel his cock quiver and contract inside her 
pussy. The warmth of Ed's sperm discharge triggered her own orgasm and her 
cunt tightened in response to her sensuous delights. Contracting wilding to 
its own erotic rhythm, her womb filled with pleasurable warmth. Ed fucked 
slowly inside her, feeling each minor contraction titillate his cock into a 
deep afterglow of delicious sensations. Cuntjuice began to drain from Toby's 
crotch, bathing Ed's prick and quickly soaking into the bedsheets. 

Paul lay on top of Toby and gently stroked the sides of her face. His 
cockmeat was still in her mouth, enjoying each occasional kiss and suck that 
Toby gave it. 

"You're some lover, lady," Paul said as he stroked her ribcage delicately 
and grazed the sides of her hot tits with the palm of his hand. 

Toby sucked placidly on Paul's cock and felt Ed's cock diminish inside her 
pussy. The haze of her pleasure grew with the realization that she had 
satisfied both men. She could feel her womb cease its rocking motions and 
settle into its tranquil state of total satiation. Her pleasant meditations 
were interrupted by a quick knock on the door. The three of them looked over 
to see the door swing open wide. A naked, big-busted blonde stood in the 
doorway and motioned for them to come out into the living room. 

"C'mon, you guys. We've got a daisy-chain going." 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Toby, Paul and Ed disentangled themselves and went into the living room to 
witness the evening's festivities. 

On the rug, four naked men lay on their sides facing in one direction, their 
pricks erect and ready for the four women opposite them. 

Mary Hunter, Dr. Hunter's wife, handed the first man a tube of Vaseline, and 
each man took turns greasing up the assholes of the four women. From the 
left side of the room, three women advanced and positioned themselves on 
their sides between the men's heads, thus making themselves prime targets 
for simultaneous oral jobs. Mary Hunter stretched herself out on the gold 
carpet in the same direction the women were facing, the opposite direction 
of the men, and prepared to take the final man's prick into her mouth. She 
wrapped her slender fingers around the man's bulging meat, getting set to 
jack him off to the group's rhythm. At her signal, the lights were switched 
off and on, and the four men readied themselves for the advance. 

Mary took the prick of the final man, Art Ulrich, into her mouth and sucked 
firmly, as the other three men lurched forward and speared their partner's 
asshole. Positioning themselves quickly, the men also zeroed in on the three 
luscious cunts in front of them, tasting the savory aroma and flavor of 
freshly-brewed cuntcream as their tongues made effective contact. The women 
squirmed into place, each finding exactly the right position that pleased 
her the most. 

Mary set the pace for the group as she sucked vigorously on Art's prick and 
slid her hands rapidly over her hot clit and cunt. The movement of her hands 
matched that of her mouth. With each inward thrust on her hand, she also 
moved down the shaft of Art's slick, moist cock. 

As the tempo of the group increased, three guys who couldn't hold it in any 
more ripped off their clothes and ran over to join the fun. They lay upside 
down, their heads touching the heads of three of the men, and their cocks 
sticking out within easy reach of the women's mouths. Gladly the women 
received them, each of their mouths opening up like a giant, dark womb, 
taking their hot and eager cocks into its depths. 

The initial group of men slammed rapidly against each other's backs and 
forced their cocks deeper and deeper into the four women. Sphincter muscles 
expanded and contracted wildly, duplicating the effect of a sensitive and 
aroused vagina. Each of the men could feel the sperm building up in their 
balls, the warm wave enveloping their scrotums and making their testicles 
ache deliciously with an uncontrollable desire for the magnificent, blinding 
release of orgasm. 

The women who were having their cunts eaten were moaning heavily as the 
men's tongues found the right spots and aroused the women to new levels of 
passion. Each moan was cut short and partially stifled by the downward 
thrust of the huge cocks filling their mouths to the brim and overflowing. 
Each thick prick disappeared into the women's moist caverns and magically 
reappeared thicker and redder each time, more insistent that its demands be 
met and fully satisfied. 

Mary's hands flew over her clit, her fingers toying with the lips of her 
cunt, teasing the sensitive tip of her clit again. With her other hand she 
encircled the root of Art's meat, occasionally squeezing his thick passage 
to forestall his orgasm and increase the intensity of his build-up. Her 
partner moaned and jerked incessantly as he felt the stimulation of Mary's 
sucking mouth. Both were beautifully synchronized to produce an ultimate, 
simultaneous climax. 

Art's body vibrated to each magnificent thrust and quivered with each 
movement of Mary's skilled lips. She freed one hand from his prick and 
touched Art's balls, fondling the delicate sacs, stroking them lightly, 
feeling them harden in her hands like two delicate walnuts. She could feel 
her own orgasm nearing and she increased the speed and hardness of his own 
movements, jerking at her cut mercilessly, demanding that her cunt produce 
the erotic froth of her orgasm. 

The man at the beginning of the chain lurched forward, releasing his hot 
load into the bowels of the woman in front of him. Seconds later two of the 
women screamed deeply and jerked madly as their orgasms tore through their 
assholes like lightning bolts. The wild shrieks spurred on the others. 

Almost simultaneously Mary climaxed, her cuntlips rippling against Art's 
stomach as Art released his full discharge into her mouth. Mary swallowed it 
all, feeling the warm liquid coat her throat as it made its way to the pit 
of her stomach. 

Seconds later the remainder of the group completed their blissful union and 
experienced fantastic climaxes that sent waves and shivers of sensual 
delight through the spectators gathered in a circle around the gyrating, 
moaning fuckers and suckers. 

Their acts completed, the group lay motionless, temporarily suspended in 
their powerful, intoxicating afterglow. 

Toby had watched the whole proceedings completely spellbound and now found 
her own cunt aching once again for release. Ed and Paul had paired off with 
two blonde chicks and were now in the midst of performing sixty-nine on each 
other. Across the room she spied Maria and Jon and went over to solicit 
their cooperation in a sensuous triangle. 

As she approached, a buxom redhead wrapped her arms around Jon's waist and 
directed him to one of the free bedrooms. Jon looked at Maria, and she 
smiled at him and blew him a kiss, effectively freeing him to take his 
pleasures wherever he wished. When Toby reached her, Maria extended her arm 
and took Toby by the hand. 

"Do you ever jump this kind of train, Dr. Carson?" 

"I'm a regular rider, Maria. And it's Toby." 

Maria smiled appreciatively, fully aware of the catch Toby represented and 
the kind of pleasures she could dispense. Toby felt her cuntlips contract 
slightly at the idea of eating Maria's cunt. She was the kind of woman Toby 
liked. She was about Toby's height and had long black hair that fell 
gracefully to the base of her tits. Her tits were tight and firm, displaying 
the obvious muscle structure and aesthetic aura Maria possessed. 

Toby willingly let herself be led into one of the back bedrooms, secure in 
the knowledge that Maria obviously was a cunt-eating artist and knew what 
she was doing. Toby didn't mind at all the role that Maria had accorded her. 

As they walked, Maria slipped her arm around Toby's waist and casually let 
the tips of her fingers graze the valley where Toby's pubic forest began. 
They could feel the warmth of Maria's body as she pressed close to her, 
feeling the luscious, sensuous curves of the firm, youthful tits against her 
own. Her cunt-factory began brewing its special cream as the idea of what 
Maria would do to her titillated Toby's brain. Waves of erotic joy pulsed 
through her cunt and tits, urging her body to ready itself for the upcoming 
event. Toby could feel her mind drifting, readying itself for all the 
possibilities and nuances of Maria's lovemaking. 

Maria switched off the light in the bedroom and let the moonlight reveal her 
newest lover to her. Toby's body almost glowed in the fragile light, as each 
beam seemed to lovingly caress the curves and valleys of her body. 

Maria led Toby to the bed and gently laid her down, allowing her legs to 
drape over the side of the bed. Gently she spread Toby's legs to reveal the 
delicious wedge of Toby's blonde cunt fur. She bent down slowly, placed her 
head between Toby's legs, and tasted the pungent juices that Toby's cunt had 
prepared for her lips alone. She darted her tongue into the depths of Toby's 
hot pussy, feeling the opening contract as her thick tongue speared into the 
wet slit. Precisely she lapped the hole and its juices, teasing Toby's cunt 
into producing more and more of the velvet cream that now thickly coated her 
tongue and lips. 

Quickly Maria withdrew her tongue and replaced it with her middle finger. 
She drew her tongue up the length of Toby's cunt cleft, finding the fragile 
clitoral nub, encompassing it with her mouth, sacking on the delicate tissue 
until it grew erect in her mouth. 

With her finger, she could feel Toby's cunt contractions begin. Quickly she 
fucked her finger in and out of the moist pit, feeling Toby's pussy swell 
with each thrust. The clitoral nub in her mouth 'began its own series of 
small jumps and quivers as Maria readied Toby's pussy for the ultimate 
erotic sensation. 

At a furious pace she slammed her face against Toby's cunt, forcing it into 
complete submission, making it beg for more. Her finger moved in precise 
unison with her mouth, arousing Toby to higher and higher levels. She could 
feel Toby's legs begin to shake with the intensity of her upcoming climax. 

Toby arched her back stiffly, lifting the trunk of her body high off the 
bed, stretching for every luscious moment her body could endure. She grabbed 
Maria's head and pushed the young lover between her legs into her drooling 
cunt, begging her to seek and arouse every inch of her snatch. 

"Oh Maria, Maria! Suck on my cunt, honey! Make me feel it," Toby moaned as 
her body was engulfed by a new series of passionate sensations. The top of 
her head felt like it would crack open and float away. She felt herself 
drifting into a soft, pink haze. She surrendered herself completely. The 
insides of her eyeballs flashed red, and the back of her skull sent off 
beautiful rocket-like bursts of golden fire. Her delicate cunt mechanism 
triggered. Sparks of erotic joy leaped along her body, edging their way deep 
into the muscles of her back and thighs, licking their way across her tits. 
She could feel her nipples erect in the completion of her orgasmic high. 
Slowly she fell back down from her climax, feeling her body again touch the 
bed and settle into the gentle security and calm of the afterglow. 

Maria still munched on her clitoral nerve, endeavoring to get all she could 
from the sensitive nub. Satisfied that Toby had experienced it all, she 
withdrew her head from between Toby's legs and rested her chin on Toby's 
thigh. Softly she stroked the insides of Toby's thighs as she watched Toby's 
cuntcream drain into a little puddle at the base of her asscheeks. 

Maria liked the way Toby responded, giving it her all and also demanding 
everything she could get from a good lover. She wanted to test Toby's 
strength again, take her through again and again until she totally exhausted 
her sexually. She viewed Toby as the ultimate tigress, a woman who could 
experience a series of fantastic, devastating orgasms and still be ready and 
willing for more. 

Maria lifted herself from Toby's body and stood facing her at the side of 
the bed. 

"Wait here for a moment, Toby. I'm going to find one of Hunter's secret 
devices." 

Toby roused herself from her pleasurable haze just enough to watch Maria's 
golden back and creamy ass disappearing through the doorway. She was sure 
that anything Maria wanted to do to her would be incredibly sensual and 
satisfying, and she rested secure in the knowledge that her lover would 
again bring her through to a dizzying orgasm. 

Seconds later Maria appeared by the side of the bed and took hold of Toby's 
waist, urging her to stretch out lengthwise on the bed. Toby, her body 
almost drugged by the intensity of her orgasm, willingly, if somewhat 
drowsily, complied. 

"Relax, love. I know my own strength," Maria whispered. 

Toby looked up in time to catch sight of Maria uncoiling a long, thick 
bttlltehip. For a second she was scared, fearing that Maria might lose 
herself in an erotic frenzy and actually hurt her, but the look on Maria's 
face expressed only the thought of pleasing, not hurting, her lover, and 
Toby relaxed, willing to accept and experience whatever Maria wanted to do. 

The first crack of the whip caught Toby across her stomach. Still 
momentarily unprepared for the blow, she jerked forward slightly as a flash 
of hot, burning sensations charged through her lower body. A thin red welt, 
shaped like a small snake, formed across the top of her ribcage, just under 
her tits. 

At first she was very surprised at the intensity of the impact. The whip 
stung her flesh and brought tears to her eyes. But soon the stinging 
sensations were replaced by a warm glow in the whipped area. If she 
concentrated on the growing warmth, she could almost feel herself slipping 
away into a deep erotic haze. She could feel her body begin to burn with 
desire. The slight pain the whip had generated now turned to wanton desire 
as her body began to crave sexual release once more. 

Maria raised the bullwhip to its full extension above her head and once 
again crashed it down against Toby's chest. She smiled with satisfaction as 
she heard Toby's deep moans and watched the gyrating, writhing movements 
that Toby's body made on the bed. Again she cocked the whip and aimed it, 
this time for Toby's tits. An extended cunt spasm gripped her as she watched 
the breasts respond, a thick red line forming across them, the nipples 
rising red, erect, and hard. Three more times she cracked the whip against 
Toby's tits and stomach until Toby's breathing spurred her on to more 
provocative things. 

She abandoned her position at the side of the bed and went to stand at the 
base. She spread Toby's legs wide and cracked the whip against the tender, 
sensitive inner thighs. Toby moaned appreciatively and pleaded for more. 
Maria felt the power of her situation seize her, and she cracked the whip 
even harder against Toby's thighs, striking the upper regions near Toby's 
cunt with particular force. She could tell by Toby's heavy breathing that 
she was almost there. With practiced precision she aimed the whip and 
smashed it directly against Toby's cunt, watching the tip of the whip find 
its target on Toby's clitoris. 

Toby screamed wildly in a mixture of pain and erotic frenzy. Her cunt stung 
with a thick, biting pain that quickly turned into deep, pulsing 
contractions. She could feel her cunt vibrate, her clitoris moving up and 
down in deep spasms that sent incredible sensations throughout her womb. 
Again Maria slammed the whip against Toby's clitoris, right on target, and 
Toby could feel a new wave of hot cunt contractions begin. 

"Oh God!" she screamed as the sting of the whip reached it peak and turned 
into hot, burning pleasure spasms. "Jesus, Maria, Jesus!" 

Maria flung herself on top of Toby and began kissing her body wildly, taking 
each tit deep into her mouth, tasting each part of Toby's luscious body with 
her tongue. She grabbed the handle of the whip and jammed it into Toby's 
cunt, feeling Toby convulse under her as the whip handle forced open her 
cunt and filled her pussy completely. As she sucked wildly on Toby's tit, 
she began drawing the handle in and out of Toby's snatch, feeling Toby 
respond to every gesture. 

Toby grabbed Maria's back and sunk her fingernails deep into Maria's 
shoulders. She begged Maria not to stop, not to slow down the pace that was 
now lifting her to dizzying heights. 

Maria began to move her body in response to Toby's, sliding her tits against 
Toby's, forcing the top of her cunt against Toby's clitoris so that the 
delicate and necessary fuck friction could be maintained. She could feel her 
own cunt burn with desire as she responded to the intensity of Toby's 
arousal. Quickly she grabbed one of Toby's arms from her back and positioned 
it underneath her, placing the wide, long middle finger directly against her 
clit. With each gyration of Toby's body she brought herself down on the 
small finger that now sent erotic electricity charging through her body. 

Maria could feel her cunt begin to melt with pre-orgasmic warmth. She arched 
her back and attempted to stretch every part of her body to intensify the 
experience. Madly she slammed the whip handle into Toby's pussy, trying to 
spur her on so that they could come together. She fucked deeper against 
Toby's finger so that the tip of the finger caught her pussy opening on each 
downward thrust. Her body screamed with desire and need. She felt it begin, 
felt her pussy seem to melt away from her and then explode in one wild 
moment of erotic ecstasy. Thick spasms ripped through her, and she fucked 
against Toby's body, powerless to control the wild dance her orgasm imposed 
on her. 

"Oh God, I'm in it, Toby. Come with me!" 

Toby squeezed her legs together and tightened her pussylips around the whip 
handle. She arched her back and braced herself. Like an electric shock, her 
orgasm tore through her calf muscles, into her thighs, into the depths of 
her cunt and uterus, exploding like ten thousand Roman candles. Her 
contractions shook her and convulsed her body, almost doubling her up with 
the ferocity of their hot fucking. She grabbed Maria and held her close, 
trying to communicate to her the intensity of the orgasm she had inspired. 

"That was so good, honey," she whispered softly to Maria. 

Maria snuggled closer to Toby and sucked contentedly on her right tit. Thick 
gobs of cream oozed from her pussy and mixed with Toby's on the bed. The 
warmth of her cunt spread through her body like a sea current, gently 
rocking and swaying her into complete passivity. She felt her brain succumb 
to the warm blue haze of transcendent pleasure and peace, and she willingly 
let sleep envelop her. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Hey, you two going to fuck and suck each other all night?" 

Jon's voice woke Maria from an azure dream in which she was chasing Toby 
along the beach, pursuing her luscious cunt, seeking to suck her pussy in 
the moonlight at the water's edge. 

Softly Maria moved herself away from Toby's caress and made room for Jon to 
come lie beside her on the bed. 

As Maria lifted herself free of Toby's body, Jon saw for the first time the 
splendor of his teacher's body. For weeks in class he had speculated on what 
Dr. Carson would look like naked, how her tits were shaped, the color and 
scent of her cunthole. None of his fantasies had done justice to the reality 
of Toby's loveliness. 

He watched her golden tits rise and fall gently in response to her 
breathing. He viewed her voluptuous pussy, glistening in the moonlight with 
splotches of sticky cuntcream. He felt his prick stir as he realized the 
possibility of fucking his cock into Toby's luscious pussy. 

Toby stirred slightly as Jon lay down on the bed. She opened her eyes to see 
him lying naked, inches from her, and liked what she saw. His body was tight 
and muscular. She liked that, but most of all she liked the bronze horsecock 
that was blossoming between Jon's legs. She watched his prick rise to its 
full height and thickness, bulging with desire and potency. She felt sure 
Jon could fuck ten women and still come back for more. She understood now 
why Maria had dated only Jon for nearly two years-a big prick like that was 
worth any sacrifice. 

"How do you like it, Toby?" Maria said as she ran her hand up and down Jon's 
prick. "His cock feels even better than it looks, especially when it's 
inside your cunt." 

Maria worked her magic on the prick, teasing the head, rubbing her palm 
against the corona. 

Jon moaned slightly as Maria leaned forward and licked the sides of his 
cockshaft with her tongue. She -edged her tongue down the wine-colored shaft 
and lapped Jon's balls softly. She lingered over each testicle, moving it in 
wide circles with her tongue, cupping her lips to suck on it softly. 

Toby watched Jon's prick quiver and bounce with each accurate cock-tonguing 
Maria executed. She felt her cunt begin to churn its love juices once more. 
She wondered where it all came from and how her pussy kept making so much of 
it on demand. But actually she didn't care, just as long as the process 
never stopped. 

Toby stroked Jon's face, the sides of his body, and his pubic area. She 
heard him moan softly as she probed his pubic mound and found all the 
delicate, sensitive spots in his young body. She felt herself wanting to 
fuck him desperately. 

Maria kissed the length of Jon's cock and sucked vigorously on the tip. She 
flicked her tongue against the little hole, tasting the sperm residue from 
Jon's shoot-off with the redhead. Deftly she took all of Jon's cock into her 
mouth, attempting to suck in all of the massive prick, but failing. A good 
three inches of prick hung out of her mouth as she lowered her head down on 
the cock as far as possible. Rapidly she arched her way along the cockshaft, 
feeling his prick grow in her mouth like a large, luscious worm struggling 
to find its way to the depths of her throat. 

With each deep penetration of his prick, Maria felt the tip of his cock 
touch the back of her throat. She caved in her cheeks and tried to suck even 
harder on Jon's prick, knowing that he was nearing his peak. She placed her 
hand on the remainder of Jon's cockshaft that she couldn't stuff into her 
mouth and began moving up and down on it in harmony with her own sucking 
rhythm on the upper portion of his huge cock. 

"Maria, Jesus baby!" Jon moaned, tossing his head from side to side. Maybe 
it was Toby's presence or maybe just the excitement of the night, but 
Maria's cocksucking was better than she ever had been. His balls burned with 
their desire to spill his seed. He could feel his testicles tighten. He 
arched his back and plunged his cock as far as he could into Maria's 
glorious mouth. 

"There, baby. Suck my cock!" he screamed as hot, sticky sperm erupted into 
Maria's mouth. 

Toby watched as Maria struggled vainly to swallow all of Jon's cockcream, 
but she just couldn't handle it all. A good third of his sperm flood drained 
from the corners of her mouth and landed, glistening and warm, in Jon's 
pubic hair. 

Gently Maria let the soft, deflated prick fall from her mouth. Eagerly she 
lapped up the remains of the sperm on Jon's cock and then sucked up the 
little deposits of semen that clung to his pubic hair. 

Not content to let him rest, Maria once again took Jon's cock into her 
mouth. She moved the organ against the top of her mouth with her tongue, 
trying to suck it into rigidity. In a few seconds his cock attempted to 
comply. Toby could see the base extending itself, fighting its way toward 
the ceiling. After several minutes of magic effort, Maria freed the prick 
from her mouth. It stood, fully erect, like a rigid, steel-hard lance, ready 
to fuck any damsel in heat. 

"Jon's a great ass-man, Toby. Are you game?" 

Toby smiled and nodded. That was one of her favorite positions, thanks to 
Ron Weston. 

"How about dog-style, so we can get me into it too?" Maria queried. 

Toby willingly complied, positioning herself on her knees and elbows. Jon 
lifted himself to his knees and got behind Toby, his massive prick ready to 
spear her asshole. Maria arranged herself under Toby's head and placed her 
dripping cunt directly under Toby's mouth. 

Jon reached under Toby and removed some of her thick mucus from her vaginal 
opening. He liberally greased up his cockshaft and then placed a large glob 
of the sticky cream at the opening of Toby's rectum. He felt his prick 
quiver at the prospect of fucking his teacher's ass. 

He spread Toby's asscheeks wide and found the little wrinkled asshole. He 
grabbed hold of his cock with his right hand and placed his prickhead 
directly against Toby's asshole. He let go of his prick and thrust forward. 

At first he met a slight resistance as the tiny hole attempted to fight off 
his prick, but quickly her asshole opened like a blossoming flower and 
sucked his prick in. 

Jon watched his prick disappearing into her warm ass channel. He felt like 
he was fucking into a moist, soft cave that he would never reach the end of. 
His body burned. Hot flashes of passionate desire surged through him. How he 
ached to fuck her cunt, to fuck her tits, to give her the ultimate orgasm a 
man could give a woman. 

As Jon's prick fucked into her ass, Toby lowered her head and found Maria's 
luscious cunt. The snatch almost glowed in the moonlight, so thickly coated 
with mucus. She dipped her head into the glistening wetness of Maria's 
cuntcream and tasted for the first time the delicious saltiness of Maria's 
pussy. She ran her tongue along the cleft, feeling Maria's body quiver as 
she touched the most sensitive areas. She found Maria's clit and took it 
into her mouth, fondling the little mound gently, sucking it into an erotic, 
passionate frenzy of wild desire. 

"Oh Toby," Maria moaned softly, lifting her ass so that Toby could penetrate 
her cunt with her tongue. "Oh God, Toby!" 

Toby felt the first stirrings of Maria's cunt contractions. As she forced 
her tongue into the moist hole, the ring of muscles at the entrance of her 
pussy squeezed her tongue tightly. Toby felt her own cunt turn over at the 
realization of the kinds of sensations she was giving Maria. 

Jon slammed his prick into the depths of Toby's beautiful ass and then 
slowly drew his cock out almost to its full length. The ride out was 
incredibly erotic, as her sphincter muscle kept closing and opening on his 
sensitive prickhead. 

He watched Toby's ass move in the moonlight. The white orbs of her asscheeks 
danced in response to his prick, lifting higher each time he fucked her 
deeply, falling into a soft crescendo as he withdrew. He could feel his 
loins burning with a new wave of desire. His balls were rapidly filling with 
hot fluid. He felt the first contractions in his cockhead and the first 
spurt of his pent-up semen. His prick now moved in its own erotic manner, 
arching and fucking forward like a lightning bolt. 

He sought out the deepest recesses of Toby's ass, shoved his prick in as far 
as he could go, and then leaned heavily against Toby's asscheeks with his 
lower body. He dug his fingernails hard into her asscheeks as each new wave 
of desire pulsed through his cock. He felt like he was going to explode, 
like the prick between his legs was a miniature volcano set to erupt at any 
minute. He fought the desire to scream out his ecstasy, but a deep, throaty 
moan escaped him as he felt Toby's rectum contracting around his cock. He 
knew she was only seconds away. Wildly he increased the pace of his fuck 
thrusts. He fucked into her ass, mercilessly slicing his way through her 
tight asshole, passionately struggling for an overwhelming completion to his 
primal needs. 

"Toby, suck me, suck me! Harder, Toby. Harder!" 

Toby responded to Maria's passionate pleas and sucked as hard as she could 
on Maria's clitoris. She could feel the jagged edge of Maria's clitoral 
nerve and flicked her tongue over it, seeking to ignite the flame that would 
soon bum its way through Maria's cunt. She probed Maria's pussy with her 
tongue and circled the opening. A new wave of cuntcream flooded into her 
mouth. The warmth of Maria's cuntjuices soothed Toby's parched lips and 
drained down her chin. She knew Maria was almost in it. 

Toby managed to balance herself on one elbow and rammed the middle finger of 
her right hand up the center of Maria's moist cunt. Instantly Maria's body 
jerked in response to the delicious intrusion. She spread her legs wide and 
then squeezed them together, trapping Toby's finger deep inside her pussy. 
The room spun. She heard a deep rumbling in her brain. Her cunt flashed off 
sparks of pure erotic energy. She climaxed. Her body throbbed with the 
intensity of her spasms. She thought it would never end. She came and came, 
each spasm more intense, more sensational than the last. 

"Oh Christ, Toby. There, that's it!" she screamed. 

Maria's passionate cries triggered Toby's own orgasm. Her rectum quaked in 
deep, shivering throbs around Jon's huge cock. She felt her rectal muscles 
squeeze tightly against Jon's prick. The cock fucked through her asshole, 
intensifying each pulsing echo of her orgasm as it rang through her body. 
Her rectum contracted madly, in tune to the violent spasms that raged in her 
cunt. When she . thought she had endured all that she possibly could, Jon's 
hot semen flooded her bowels and set off a new series of vaginal and rectal 
convulsions. 

"Jesus, God, there it is, baby. There it is!" Jon screamed. He felt his 
balls contract and force a surge of sperm into his prick. His prick spouted 
forth the precious liquid. He could feel his sperm, warm and moist, as it 
made its way along the center of his cock and spurted madly from his hole. 
He buried his seed in the depths of Toby's clutching ass. He shivered 
violently as each glob of cockjuice passed through him. His lower body was 
aglow with sensation and satisfaction. He had never felt such a deep 
tranquility in his loins. A deep sensual pleasure still filled him as he 
felt his prick deflating in Toby's asshole. He slowly withdrew his prick, 
feeling the last of Toby's contractions as her ass reluctantly surrendered 
its prized possession. Fully drained of all erotic impulses, he stretched 
out on the bed alongside the two women. 

With Jon's removal of his prick from her ass, Toby had fallen forward and 
collapsed on top of Maria. She lay between Maria's legs, her stomach pressed 
tightly against Maria's cunt. Occasionally she would reach up and stroke the 
nipple of Maria's right tit, hearing soft, pleasure-filled moans from her 
satiated lover. Seeing Jon stretched out beside her, she freed her left hand 
and gently took hold of Jon's prick. She massaged the sensitive head of his 
cock, hoping to show through her movements how much Jon had pleased her. 

Jon surrendered himself completely to the older woman's touch. His prick had 
discharged itself completely, but it was still sensitive enough to send 
little sparks along the length of his shaft and into the core of his 
scrotum. He began to move slowly in response to Toby's gestures. 

Toby watched his prick respond to her motions. She knew it would take a 
while for his cock to flower again, but she was willing to make the 
investment. She slid her hand along the shaft, touched the bulging veins at 
the side, stroked Jon's balls softly. 

Toby freed herself from Maria's love hold and put her head between Jon's 
legs. Gently she kissed his hot, hairy balls. Softly she plied his balls 
with her tongue. Gradually his cock responded. Fresh, erotic blood filled 
its veins, causing it to stand erect and proud. The head turned a deep 
crimson shade, and Toby knew that Jon's cock was ready. 

Toby straddled Jon firmly and grabbed hold of his prick. She placed the 
throbbing giant at the entrance of her pussy. She felt the prickhead make 
contact, and a sharp shiver splashed through her body. She lowered her cunt 
down on Jon's shaft, feeling and hearing her pussy suck up the swollen rod. 

Jon moaned softly and dug his nails into Toby's thighs. He really hadn't 
thought that he could get his cock up again this quickly, but then Toby 
obviously knew what she was doing. He watched his cockmeat disappear into 
her dripping cunt. Her pussy enveloped his cock like her ass had, 
completely, sensuously. He again felt the familiar tightening of his balls. 
His thighs tingled. He needed release-his full cock exploding inside of her 
cunt. He craved the ultimate shoot-off once more. 

Toby fucked him masterfully. She thrust out her hips to make his cock touch 
the back walls of her cunt. She fucked quickly then slowly. She pushed down 
on her stomach muscles like she was going to piss and drew his prick back 
again into the center and depths of her cunt. She lifted herself on her 
knees and let the swollen cockhead work its special magic against her 
cuntlips. She moved in wide circles on his cock, forcing it to touch every 
part of her throbbing hot cunt. She arched her back and felt his prick push 
itself against her front pussy wall and indirectly apply pressure against 
her clit. 

Jon couldn't believe the sensations welling up inside of his prick. His cock 
pulsed with erotic need, his desire for release intensifying with each 
downthrust of Toby's cunt on his cock. He loved to be fucked like this, to 
feel the woman in the full peak of her sensual energy. He loved to lie there 
and experience it all, to be the complete taker. He arched his back to meet 
Toby's thrusting cunt. He wanted to force his hot juices from his balls into 
his cockmeat. He wanted to squeeze his desires into Toby and fire off his 
sperm into her gyrating, pulsing cunt. 

"Come for me, Jon! Come, baby, I'm almost in it!" 

Toby's pleas spurred him on. He sensed her deep need and wanted to satisfy 
her completely. Suddenly she reached under him and squeezed his 
balls-tightly. A hot, sharp flash pierced his consciousness. His lower body 
jerked hard against Toby's snatch. His sperm jetted from him like a hot 
tidal wave of milky cream. He felt his sperm plug up Toby's pussy and drain 
from her cunt onto the bedsheets. 

"That's it, baby. Oh God, Jon! Keep coming!" 

Toby's orgasm ripped through her cunt. She doubled up, almost falling on top 
of Jon in the intensity of her desire and satisfaction. She felt herself 
floating. The tingling warmth of her afterglow worked its way up her spine 
and settled in the base of her back. She surrendered herself to the glow. 
Grabbing hold of Jon's middle, she transferred him to his side and lay 
beside him with his prick still snuggled nicely in the softness of her cunt. 

Maria had watched the blissful, fucking duet that Toby and Jon had created, 
and with each of their moans and sighs she had felt her clit swell thickly 
with the blood of lust and need. Eagerly she moved toward Toby and placed 
the older woman's hand between her thighs to feel the soft wetness of her 
slippery pussy. 

As her finger made contact with Maria's dripping box, Toby sensed the 
urgency of Maria's need and quickly moved away from Jon. Deftly she moved 
between Maria's thighs, catching the sharp aroma of her cunt arousal. She 
darted her finger into Maria's soft snatch, stroked the pulsing cuntlips, 
rubbed firmly against the protruding clitoris. She placed her mouth against 
Maria's beckoning crotch and sucked vigorously, feverishly tonguing Maria's 
pussy opening. She moved the thickness of her tongue against Maria's 
clitoris, then used the tip of her tongue to push back the clitoral hood as 
far as possible, thus exposing to her hungry mouth the jagged bull's eye of 
the clitoral nerve. As she ran her tongue over the delicate nerve, she felt 
Maria's body jerk wildly. 

The movements of the two women lovers inspired Jon's body anew, and he lay 
stretched out beside Maria, taking one of her luscious tits into his mouth. 
Passionately, eagerly, he sucked on the precious nipples. He felt his prick 
grow from his body, extending itself toward the ceiling, once again filling 
itself with hot love juices. 

Maria thrashed her body wildly, unable to control the peaks and spasms Toby 
was giving her. She slammed her cunt against Toby's face and pleaded for 
more. God, how she ached to reach completion with this woman, to savor a new 
and even better high. She squeezed her legs tightly together, feeling her 
orgasm send out its first impulses deep into the muscles of her cunt. 

Toby watched Maria's cunt milk flow from her pussy and drain down the crack 
of her ass. She scooped up a clot of the sticky mixture and generously 
lubricated her middle finger. She spread Maria's asscheeks and then shoved 
her finger into the pit of Maria's hot, throbbing asshole. 

Maria let out a deep, throaty moan as she felt her sphincter muscle close 
tightly around Toby's finger. She thought her insides would burst. Her 
asshole stung with wild desire. She felt her rectum adjust itself to the 
dimensions of Toby's fingers as the little substitute cock charged its way 
through her insides. She lifted her ass high off the bed, pleading with Toby 
to fill her rectum completely. Toby complied, slipping another finger in to 
the hilt, smashing her knuckles hard against the tiny, wrinkled anus. 

"Oooooh! Now!" Maria screamed madly. Her body was beyond control and was now 
exerting its own demands for satisfaction. "Oh God, Toby. Now! Finger my 
ass! Harder! Harder!" 

Toby slammed against Maria's cunt and tongued the full length of the 
slippery cleft. She took Maria's clit into her mouth and sucked sharply on 
the little mound, working it hard against the top of her mouth, jerking the 
nub in wide circles. She arched her finger in Maria's ass so that her middle 
knuckle would rake against the sensitive spots of Maria's rectum. 

"Oh Toby. Toby!" 

Toby stuck her tongue deep into Maria's snatch and felt the soft, hot 
stickiness of Maria's climax bathe her face. The milky cum oozed from 
Maria's saturated pussy, and Toby drank it all, savoring each warm drop of 
her lover's cunt sap. She thought the flow would never end, as each minor 
contraction of Maria's cunt sent a new wave of cream oozing from her 
dripping cuntlips. 

Jon had lustfully watched the two women make love, and his cock now burned 
with desire for release. He felt his temples throb. His heart pounded wildly 
in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He touched Toby's 
shoulders and signaled for her to allow him access to Maria's juicy cunt. 

Toby complied quickly, and Jon positioned himself between Maria's legs, 
where only seconds before Toby had worked her magic on her soft, warm pussy. 
Jon took his cockmeat into his hands and aimed the bone-hard prick at 
Maria's cunt. In he thrust, pushing, jamming, shoving his meat into her 
pussy, feeling his cock swell with erotic joy at the feel of a hot pussy. 

Toby positioned herself between Jon's legs and stretched her body out. She 
opened up Jon's buttocks, found the crack of his ass, and worked her tongue 
into his soft, wrinkled asshole. She heard Jon let out a sharp gasp as flesh 
made contact with flesh. She pushed her wet tongue hard into the hole, 
feeling the hard, tight muscle at the opening grab her tongue tightly. 

Jon felt the build-up in his balls. He felt his cock tighten, arch slightly, 
and then fire its load. Hot sperm jetted from his throbbing cock. He felt 
his full release hit the back wall of Maria's cunt and slowly drain down the 
shaft of his prick. 

Toby worked her tongue against his tight asshole until she could no longer 
elicit any contractions from its soft tissues. Gently she withdrew from 
Jon's bowels and rested her head against his muscular ass. 

Maria moaned softly as she felt Jon's prick shrivel inside her. The warmth 
of his sperm bath had drawn from her pussy one final series of faint 
contractions. She now lay sexually exhausted, totally spent. 

Toby disengaged her body from Jon's and -edged her way across the bed to lie 
beside the blissful couple. She stroked Jon's face softly and sucked gently 
on Maria's tit. She thought of the possibility of having one of them bring 
her through again, but her cunt was still deeply satisfied from the 
intensity of her climax with Jon. She was content to nestle with the two 
lovers and be part of their delicate after-pleasure. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Toby left the two lovers snuggling peacefully in each other's arms and went 
out to the living room to find a cooling drink and possibly another bed 
partner. 

A man and a woman were dancing nude in the middle of the room, the man's 
prick nestled warmly and securely between the young girl's thighs, rubbing 
softly against her cuntlips each time the beat of the music propelled the 
couple forward. 

Two young women were making it in the classic Lesbian position on a beige 
couch by the fireplace. Toby saw the redhead who had propositioned Jon now 
leading a beautiful, knocker-laden blonde into a dimly-lit bedroom, a thick, 
reddish-brown dildo dangling conspicuously from the redhead's right hand. 
The room smelled heavily of cunt and sperm juices as Toby made her way to 
the bar. 

Toby watched the bartender ogle her body steadily and lustfully as she 
approached. His thick prick was semi-rigid and getting harder by the second. 
He eyed her heavy, bouncing tits, the way they jiggled as she walked. Her 
blonde-furred pussy caused him almost to drool as she walked towards him. 
Toby was aware of his reaction and deliberately jutted out her cuntmound, 
giving him just the slightest view of her cuntslit. She thought his eyes 
would pop out as she spread her legs sufficiently to allow him to see the 
beginning of her clitoral nub. 

"Hi. What's the specialty of the house this evening?" 

"Whiskey sours." 

"With or without the cherry?" 

"Without." 

"Good, just like everybody here. Give me a whiskey sour and a bourbon and 
water." 

The bartender made his way to the rows and rows of liquor bottles stacked 
neatly behind him. He kept a sharp eye on Toby as he mixed her drinks. When 
he turned sideways to get the orange slice for her whiskey sour, Toby saw 
that his prick was now standing fully erect. She felt sorry for him. As a 
hired employee, he probably didn't get a chance for much fucking. 

"Here are your drinks, miss." 

Toby slugged down the whiskey sour almost in one huge gulp. She was 
extremely thirsty from her exploits with Jon and Maria and needed the 
sweetness of the mixed drink to cool off her parched throat. The bourbon she 
sipped at slowly, feeling its mellowness, allowing the golden liquid to etch 
its warm way down her throat and into the pit of her stomach. 

She liked the look of the bartender's body, his tight muscles, his hairy 
chest, particularly his rock-hard, crimson cock. She was considering fucking 
him behind the bar and straddling him hard when Gary Hunter approached. 
"Where ya been all evening, baby?" 

"In and out." 

Hunter smiled. He liked Toby's style. He considered her one of his best 
fucks. 

"C'mon, the goodies are about to be served." 

Hunter led Toby to the middle of the room where his wife Mary was wheeling 
in a serving cart loaded with the evening's supply of drugs. Toby had to 
give Hunter credit for completeness. He had everything there one could 
possibly want. Large brandy glasses filled with red, green, yellow, blue, 
and pink capsules. Stacks of reefers. She noticed the tabs of LSD and 
considered the possibility of tripping on the strong acid, but she decided 
against it because the effects were so long lasting. The last time she had 
dropped some of Hunter's acid she could still hear ringing five days later. 
She decided on grass and took two of the pale-green joints. 

Toby made her way to the side of the room and nestled securely in the thick, 
lush carpet. She lit up slowly, enjoying considering what was to come next. 
She drew a large quantity of the hazy smoke into her lungs. It was a good 
hit. 

She envisioned a polar bear riding a tricycle through Central Park. The bear 
dismounted, yanked out his cock, and slipped it to one of the secretaries on 
her way home from work. At first the woman fought hard, but then she gave in 
and begged for more. She moaned. The bear grunted. Hot polar sperm plugged 
up the woman's pulsing cunt. She thanked the bear and made a date to meet 
him again next weekend. 

Toby could feel her cunt sting with desire. Grass always made her so hot. 
She lit up the second reefer and sucked hard. She was really getting there. 
She almost felt like she was sitting on a cloud, completely unaware of what 
everybody else was doing. A man came by and stuck his cock against her lips. 
He asked her something about how hard could she suck, but she was still too 
happily dazed to respond. He walked off disgruntled and found a young chick 
to cool off his needs in. 

A couple fell luxuriously near Toby's feet. A tall man lay on top of a 
beautiful Negress. He sucked vigorously on the woman's tit, all the time his 
iron-hard prick hung between her thighs and rubbed deliciously against her 
glistening clit. The man thrust hard, with deep stabs at the sopping cunt. 

The woman moaned hotly, and the man knew that she was ready. Deftly he 
adjusted himself, positioning himself on his knees. He took the woman's legs 
and hooked them over his shoulders. 

Toby saw the wide, furry lips of the woman's pussy flare open with obvious 
excitement and anticipation. The man forced himself into the tight opening 
in front of him with one quick, strong thrust. Toby could hear the woman's 
cunt suck up the man's cock. She watched the prickhead disappear into the 
gaping hole. 

The man fucked skillfully. First a series of long, slow thrusts. Then a 
series of quick, short stabs. His pelvis moved wildly. In and out he worked 
his cock into the dripping cunt, faster and faster on each thrust. The woman 
dug her fingernails into the man's shoulders and pleaded for him not to 
stop. The man jerked feverishly. Hot juices spurted from his prick. He 
worked his now deflating cock a few more times against the woman. She arched 
her back tightly and let out a sharp, throaty moan. 

"Oh my God, Nick. Oh my God!" she wailed as her climax ripped through her. 
The man stopped his pumping motions and collapsed on top of the woman. She 
wrapped her arms around his shoulders and drew him to her firmly. 

The sighs and moans of the fucking couple had made Toby's cunt burn with 
need. She considered masturbating to the high the grass had induced, knowing 
the types and levels of pleasure she could give herself, but she decided 
against it as a waste of time considering all the ready, willing, and able 
cocks and tongues at her disposal. She considered which she wanted, cunt or 
cock, and settled on the idea of having a thick hunk of meat fucking her 
pussy. 

She spied Gary Hunter looking appreciatively at her body. She spread her 
legs wide and gave him a full, delicious view of her dripping pussy. She 
watched him swallow hard at the sight of her exposed cunt. He made his way 
over to her, a student named Georgia Miller following close behind. 

"Care to join us, love?" Hunter queried. 

Toby nodded and proceeded to follow Hunter down the stairs to his private 
lovemaking arena. 

The room was draped with floor-to-ceiling mirrors that caught every movement 
of the trio as they entered. Georgia went to undo the red velvet bedspread 
while Hunter went over to a stand by the bed and flicked a switch. Instantly 
one of the mirror panels moved back to reveal a two-way mirror. 

In the next room two women were going at it hot and heavy. Their sighs 
filled the room through a hidden microphone and speaker. Toby watched as the 
woman on top speared her lover's asshole with a green candle. The woman 
sighed deeply and flailed her body against the other woman, obviously 
experiencing the deep throes of climax. 

The young woman on top rolled off her lover and lay on the bed with her legs 
spread wide. Her lover jerked the candle from her asshole and shoved it up 
the young woman's snatch, ramming it in and out until the young woman gasped 
and writhed in the ecstasy of her orgasm. 

Hunter hit the switch and the original mirror again assumed its initial 
position. 

"What would you like, my love?" Hunter asked. 

"I want to see you two fuck," Toby replied. Her grass-haze had intensified 
her desire to be a spectator, to witness others fucking and sucking. She 
knew the size and strength of Hunter's cock and knew that there would be 
plenty of time for him to fuck her later. Now she liked the idea of 
participating vicariously. 

Hunter smiled at Georgia and she lay down on her back on the bed. Hunter 
quickly straddled her backwards, and Georgia reached up to take hold of 
Hunter's ass. She lifted her head slightly and buried it in the fuzzy cleft 
of Hunter's crack. Her tongue darted out and licked the wrinkled asshole. 

Hunter's body shivered as contact was made. The tongue whipped in and out of 
his asshole, circling, licking, lapping, touching every fragile inch. 

Toby watched as Hunter's thick eight-inch cock rose to its full height. When 
Hunter had achieved a satisfying level of arousal, he rolled himself and 
Georgia onto their sides. Sharply he thrust his prick into Georgia's mouth 
while at the same time taking hold of Georgia's hot clit in his own mouth. 
The sounds of the mutual sucking filled the room. 

Georgia's mouth flew up and down Hunter's saliva-slicked cockshaft, while, 
in opposite rhythm, Hunter rammed Ids face against her cunt and sucked 
vigorously on her pulsing, quivering clit. 

Toby, fully aroused by the spectacle, slipped her middle finger between her 
legs and started toying with the clit that protruded from her cunt. She knew 
exactly how to move the sensitive mound. She didn't want to come, only 
intensify the horny sensations she was already feeling. Up and down the 
little clit she moved, sending delicious waves of erotic joy racing through 
her body. 

The two heads bobbed frantically up and down on the organs stuffed in their 
mouths. Toby could see Hunter arch his back and Georgia stretch her leg 
muscles, straining for the ultimate shoot-off. She could see Georgia's 
cuntlips turning a deep red color, filling with hot blood. She heard Georgia 
moan slightly as Hunter slammed his cock deep into the young girl's throat 
and fired his bubbling jizz into her moist, responsive cavern. A few more 
sharp, arching thrusts and Georgia released her own cuntjuices. The warm 
cuntcream smeared against Hunter's mouth and trickled down his lips and 
chin, finally resting in Georgia's brown pubic forest. 

Toby fingered her own snatch feverishly, toying with her clit, prying at her 
cuntlips. She let out a deep, throaty sigh as she plugged up her hole with 
two of her fingers. The couple on the bed sensed her need and quickly moved 
into action. 

Georgia moved over to Toby first and took one of her luscious breasts into 
her mouth. She sucked and teased the vibrant mound until Toby thought her 
breast would explode with fiery passion. Georgia rolled her tongue down 
Toby's sides and across her stomach. Dropping to her knees, she insistently 
licked at Toby's pubic mound, found the opening of her cunt, and forced her 
tongue down Toby's slicked-up pussy. Toby screamed with delight as her soft 
tongue made contact with her clit. Georgia moved the sensitive nub in wide 
circles, feeling the little mound quake and jump in response to her tongue 
movements. 

Georgia withdrew her tongue, and Toby let out a disappointed moan as the 
luscious sensations ceased. But quickly her disappointment turned to renewed 
pleasure as she felt Georgia replace her tongue with the tip of a huge 
vibrating dildo. She moved the artificial cock against Toby's fragile 
clitoral ridge, twisting her hips to make her false cock touch every part of 
Toby's saturated pussy. She rammed Toby's cunt with short, hard thrusts. 
Georgia held onto Toby's shoulders and pushed her full weight against her. 
She moved her hips like a skilled magician, up and down, in and out, fast 
then slow, then fast again. 

"Oh Jesus!" Toby screamed as a hot ball of fire exploded in her pussy. Thick 
gobs of Toby's warm cuntcream spurted from her channel and bathed Georgia's 
dildo. Toby moaned deeply at the intensity of her climax. 

Georgia took the heavy dildo into her hands and aimed the steel-hard organ 
at Toby's greased-up cunt. She thrust the cock in past the head and saw 
Toby's opening contract around the substitute prick. Georgia jerked her hips 
from side to side, stretching Toby's cunt to accommodate the dildo, letting 
Toby experience every luscious sensation she could provide. Georgia knew 
that she could only afford a few more thrusts. She took her best shots, 
jamming the ramrod in to the hilt, withdrawing it again to the head. Toby's 
cuntlips began to tingle with her upcoming orgasm. 

Then Georgia jerked the dildo from Toby's burning snatch. 

Again Toby moaned in deep disappointment. She opened her eyes to see Georgia 
fingering her cunt. The thick lips of her cunt were turning a deep red from 
her efforts. Toby could see the look of erotic anguish on her face. 

"Okay, Georgia, let's do it like we like the best," Hunter said as he 
advanced towards Toby. 

Georgia quickly positioned herself behind Toby. She spread her cheeks with 
her hands and touched just the bulbous knob of the dildo to her asshole. 

Toby shivered as she felt the rod make contact. Georgia slipped more of the 
artificial prick in, feeling Toby's ass muscles suck it up and draw it in 
deeper. One long thrust and the dildo was in all the way. 

Toby sighed deeply and waited for Georgia to begin the familiar pumping 
motions, but the dildo remained stationary in her ass. Georgia looked over 
at Hunter, who now moved in front of Toby, his thick meat hanging 
conspicuously between his legs. He placed his organ between her thighs and 
shoved forward from the hips. His cockhead entered in one neat, swift 
thrust. He placed his hand on Toby's shoulders and drove his prick all the 
way in, his swollen meat snaking its way up Toby's moist, expectant cunt. 

As Hunter began his jerking motions, Georgia began to move the substitute 
prick inside Toby's ass. The familiar fucking motion was maintained. Toby 
felt both her cunt and her ass burn with desire. She didn't think she could 
stand the intensity of the orgasm welling inside her. 

"Ooooh! Oooh! Jesus, Jesus!" she moaned, digging her nails sharply into 
Hunter's shoulders. Hunter pumped two more swift rams into her and then 
sharply withdrew his prick. Georgia kept up her jerking movements, but when 
she noticed that Hunter had withdrawn she ceased her thrusts also. 

Toby opened her eyes to find Hunter standing in front of her and grinning 
arrogantly. He fondled his bulging meat with his hands. 

"Do you like it, baby? Do you like how it feels?" 

Toby stared at him blankly, thinking that her movements and sighs had made 
it readily apparent how much she was enjoying the two-way fuck. 

"Answer me, baby. Do you like it?" 

"Yes, I like it." 

"How much?" 

"A lot." 

"How much?" 

"An awful lot. It's fantastic, lover, just fantastic. I've never felt a 
prick like yours before." 

Hunter grinned deeply and Toby understood what he wanted. That deep sense of 
power that all masters need over their victims. 

"Kiss my prick, baby." 

Toby bent forward, feeling Georgia move with her, her bulging dildo pressing 
hard against the inner core of her rectum. Toby took the thick cock Hunter 
offered into her mouth and tasted her own salty cuntjuice as she sucked 
softly. Hunter let her lap at his prick for a few seconds and then pulled 
his cock away. 

"Beg me for it, baby. Beg me." 

"I want it, Hunter. Please let me have it! Please do it to me!" The 
intensity of Toby's pleas increased as her cunt's need to be fucked became 
more insistent. Her cunt began to ache with physical pain, and she realized 
that she really did need Hunter to finish her off quickly. 

"Beg me more. Convince me." 

"Please fuck me. Fuck me, baby! Oh God, I need it, Hunter! Please, 
please...." 

Hunter again moved into position in front of Toby and dipped his cock into 
her cream-coated cunt. He felt her body shiver as he made contact and jerk 
wildly as he drove his bone-hard cock deep into her moist pussy. 

With Hunter's initial thrust, Georgia resumed her motions in Toby's ass. She 
pumped vigorously, in tune with Hunter's mad gyrations. 

Toby moaned and pleaded for more as she realized her oncoming orgasm. Her 
muscles tensed. Her body ached for release. Her brain was screaming. She 
thrust out her stomach and oozed cuntcream on Hunter's pulsing cockshaft. 

"Jesus, I'm in it. Oh God, oh God!" she shrieked wildly, digging her 
fingernails into Hunter's shoulders. 

Georgia was the first to respond completely to Toby's orgasm. She felt a 
sharp pleasure in her breasts, then a burning in her nipples. She pressed a 
bulb at the base of the dildo and it spit out hot bullets of white creamy 
goo into the center of Toby's ass. Georgia kept thrusting as more gobs of 
the jism fired from the dildo. 

Toby felt the hot discharge and almost collapsed against Hunter. Hunter 
fucked feverishly between her legs. He felt his cock swell, signaling his 
shoot-off. He felt something hot and sharp clutch at his balls. Then it hit 
him, overpowering him, almost lifting him off the floor with the magnitude 
of his climax. The perfect hit. Sperm gushed from his prick like a raging 
river. He cried out. Still more sperm-cream followed, then came a wild 
series of minor contractions from Toby's cunt. He rocked against Toby's body 
until his balls were completely drained and he had achieved the perfect 
orgasm. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Toby was sitting at the bar, drawing softly on a joint and sipping a bourbon 
and water. She was in a pleasant, happy haze from her two overwhelming 
orgasms and from the sweet mellowness of the liquor she had consumed. She 
took another slug of the liquor and felt it hit the pit of her stomach, hot 
and warm, like a good sperm shoot-off. Her clitoris was throbbing, still 
responding to the afterglow that had settled in her cunt. She sucked in 
another drag of the roach and felt her cuntlips tingling. God, she loved 
fucking. She was convinced that there wasn't anything better in the world 
than a hot, juicy orgasm. 

She walked slowly over to a black recliner by the bay window and stretched 
herself out, propping her feet on a footstool. She leaned back against the 
cool leather of the chair, her body pleasantly exhausted from her sexual 
exploits. 

Two Lesbians lay on the floor near her, each stroking the other's cunt in 
mutual masturbation. The brunette was closer to coming than the blonde. Toby 
watched her stretch her body for all it was worth. She was a heavy moaner. 
She rocked her head from side to side and clawed at the blonde's back with 
her free hand. A strangled gasp escaped her throat as the punch of the 
climax hit her. The blonde finished seconds later, moaning out her lover's 
name in one passionate outburst. 

Toby's concentration on the ecstasy of the two Lesbian lovers was broken by 
a tall, good-looking, blond youth. 

"Looking for a partner, honey?" he asked, smiling seductively at Toby. 

She looked at his solid prick, his firm, hairy balls, and couldn't resist 
the opportunity of experiencing this handsome stranger. 

"Any time, baby. What's your name?" 

"Danny." 

"I'm Toby. Want a hit?" 

She offered him the marijuana reefer, and he took a deep drag. He exhaled 
slowly, letting the smoke work its magic in his skull. 

Toby felt herself wanting cunt-release once more. She spread her legs 
daringly, enticing the stranger to fuck her. She heard his sharp intake of 
breath as his eyes feasted on her luscious snatch. The moist valley between 
her legs glistened with slimy cunt syrup. 

Danny felt his prick tighten at the sight of her delicious cuntmound. Toby 
watched Danny's eyes make their way down the blonde pubic thicket, into the 
hair-lined cleft, down into the furry crack of her ass. She felt her cunt 
ooze juice as she realized that he would soon be making the same trip with 
his prick. 

Danny's cock hardened as his eyes savored Toby's cunt. His stomach was 
turning somersaults at the thought of fucking her. He knew she was ready and 
wanted him to fuck her. He moved to the wide chair and positioned himself on 
his knees between Toby's wide open legs. He leaned forward and kissed her 
tits, tasting the sweetness of each mound. The pungent odor of Toby's 
cuntjuices floated up from her snatch and teased his nostrils. He felt a 
special urgency for this beautiful woman. He wanted to bury his cock deep 
inside her cunt, to fill her and fuck her pussy like she'd never been fucked 
before. 

Danny slid his tongue across Toby's tits and watched her nipples harden, the 
rosy stems extending a good inch and a half. He sucked each pink knob 
delicately. His hands stroked the softness of Toby's stomach and thighs. He 
drew his hand across her pubic mound and felt her lower body quiver with 
delight. He slipped his middle finger against the sopping cleft and rubbed 
the clitoral bulb hard. 

Toby sighed deeply as her cunt responded juicily. Danny continued to rub her 
clit, pulling back the long, thick hood and teasing the little clitoral 
nerve. With each stroke of his finger, Toby sighed and jerked her body, 
working her lower body against his finger erratically and in a 
deeply-satisfying fashion. 

Danny slid Toby toward him, positioning her on the base of her back, her 
cunt and ass sticking high into the air. He guided her cuntlips up to the 
tip of his prick and felt a tingling chill in his loins as his flesh made 
contact with hers. The hot lips of Toby's cunt were puffed with desire and 
flared open for his prick to enter. 

Danny leaned forward and fucked her with his swollen rod, a perfect hit, 
right up the center. He heard Toby's cunt squish as her moist cuntmouth 
swallowed his meat up. He felt the elastic channel accommodate itself to the 
size of his huge prick. He forced his cock in to the hilt and drew it out to 
the beginning of the sensitive glans area. With each powerful thrust into 
Toby's cunt, he could hear his balls slapping against her ass. 

Toby floated in an erotic haze as Danny's cock fucked into her cunt. She 
rocked to his motions, feeling the power of his every thrust. She jutted her 
cunt out so that she could take all of his prick in. She liked the feel of 
his body against hers, but most of all the feel of his hard dick inside her 
cunt. 

Danny worked his prick in long smooth strokes, each one reaching and 
touching the back wall of Toby's cunt. The bulbous knob of his cockhead 
slapped against the tip of her cervix. Toby felt her womb quiver with each 
thrust. She begged Danny for more, pleaded for him to fill her up. She loved 
the sensations of a good fuck, the mastery, the cunt build-up, the erratic, 
spasmodic release. 

"Danny, fuck me, baby. Fuck me!" she moaned as her orgasm pulsed in her 
cuntal lips. Her clitoris throbbed. Her pussy pulsed with passionate energy. 
The room spun. A dark, luscious haze cloaked her brain. She trembled deeply 
as Danny kept drawing his cock in and out of her hot snatch, his horny prick 
continuously splitting into the tightness of her throbbing pussy. His 
iron-hard cock bore into her, the sensuous fullness of his meat teasing her 
silken cunt to new highs of arousal. 

Danny's body crested and fell with each pumping motion into Toby's hot 
pussy. With each thrust, he felt the moist embrace of her pussy on his cock. 
He shoved harder and faster. His balls ached beautifully with a desire for 
release. He felt his balls swell and harden. His leg muscles tightened. He 
moaned deeply and jerked violently. His orgasm spiraled up his convulsing 
prick. Spurts of molten fire charged from his cock and cascaded into Toby's 
snatch. 

Toby felt the hard heat of Danny's discharge deep within the folds of her 
pussy. A deep, satisfying warmth spread through her whole body. Her hips 
jerked chaotically as the strength of her orgasm ripped through her like an 
electric shock. 

Danny's cock twitched a final time, and then Danny went limp atop her. She 
drew him close to her and kissed the soft sides of his face and neck. He 
kissed her lips softly and then rested his head on her shoulder. 

One of the Lesbians who had been making it on the floor handed Toby a fat 
joint. She took a stiff drag and then passed the stub to Danny. He sucked 
the mellow smoke into his lungs and then exhaled slowly. Both of them 
rapidly became passive, willing victims of the drug-induced haze in their 
brains and of the pleasurable warmth of their orgasms. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Danny's drawing away from her embrace roused Toby from a deep sleep. She 
watched Danny being embraced by a young chick of about sixteen with a good 
set of tits. 

"Thanks, doll. Maybe again sometime," Danny called to Toby as he followed 
the chick out toward the pool. 

Toby looked at the clock over the bar. 4:00 a.m. No wonder she felt so 
tired. She considered the possibility of taking a lover home with her, but 
she knew from previous orgies that visitors were often hard to get rid of 
and often wanted to stay on for days. She remembered that she had invited a 
student over to her house for that afternoon, and she decided that her day 
would be full enough without adding on another possible complication. 

She found her host in the kitchen eating ice cream and talking about the 
meaning of life with the beautiful Negress whom Toby had seen getting fucked 
earlier in the evening. Toby decided that all academicians were basically 
metaphysical and never reached any conclusions. But what the hell, most of 
them were still pretty good at fucking. She kissed Gary Hunter a hard French 
and squeezed his cock gently. 

"Thanks for everything, baby," Hunter smiled. "Coming again next weekend?" 

"I'll try. I'll use the week to rest up and save it all for you." 

"Okay, lover. By the way, I put your clothes in the front bedroom. I wasn't 
going to tell you where they were until you put out for me, but since you've 
already complied, you now have the right to leave the king's castle. Take 
care, love, and come back even hornier next week." 

Toby found her clothes and dressed hurriedly. She wanted to be able to get 
home and get some good, sound sleep before Virgil Brooks rang her doorbell 
at noon. 

* * * 

The hot-water spikes of the shower slammed against Toby's skin and roused 
her comfortably from her drowsiness. She felt her senses come alive under 
the shower's warmth and pressure. Generously she lathered her skin with 
lemon-scented soap, applying a liberal dose to her still-lubricated cunt. 

Toby worked the lather into her pubic thicket and watched it crest into 
white, puffy bubbles before shattering and sliding down her legs. She 
stroked the soft, cloud-like substance against her large breasts and watched 
her long, thick nipples extend their rosy stems in response to her 
stimulation. 

She remembered the orgiastic activities of the previous evening, and a warm 
tingle passed through her body. Again she felt her cunt throb to its usual 
sexual rhythm. She wanted fucking again. Wanted a big cock to slice between 
her legs and savor the juices of her hot cunt. 

Almost unconsciously she slipped her finger into her hairy cleft and began 
fingering her clit in wide circles. She moaned as her leg muscles twitched 
in response to her expert movements. She closed her eyes and envisioned a 
tall, muscular stud standing in front of her and working his thick cock 
against her sensitive and throbbing twat. 

Eagerly she spread her legs to accommodate his prick and facilitate his 
movements. He thrust sharply, and his rigid column rubbed against the 
exposed, electrified nerves of Toby's clit. 

Toby slipped her finger in and out of her hot hole at a rapid pace. She 
sighed softly as she felt her pussy muscles twitch in response to the fleshy 
intruder probing her cunt. She jerked her hips in response to her own 
sensuous rhythm, feeling her heart pound wildly and her temples throb with 
the intensity of her build-up. 

She sighed and moaned and pushed her finger deeper and deeper into her 
pulsating pussy. She arched her legs and strained her back muscles. A hot, 
delicious spasm stabbed her cunt and charged through her body. Her body 
jerked wildly, and she climaxed, moaning out the name of her imaginary lover 
as her orgasm hit her. 

Toby stroked her cuntlips softly until the final sparks of her release were 
achieved. Her orgasm had been particularly satisfying, but still her body 
ached for more. Her clit was still swollen thickly with blood and throbbed 
insistently. Toby could feel her pelvic area still tight with blood and 
sexual energy that craved to be released. She lowered the water temperature 
of the shower and removed the shower head. One thick stream of water issued 
from the shower nozzle and slapped loudly against the blue tile of the tub. 
Toby lay down on the rubber bathmat and spread her legs wide. 

With both of her hands Toby spread her cuntlips until her cunt was fully 
exposed. She arched her legs so that her knees pointed to the ceiling and 
inched her lower body forward until the shower spray made contact with her 
snatch. The warm water soothed and aroused her inflamed cunt. She moved her 
pussy from side to side, letting the water touch each sensitive part of her 
pussy. 

The water slapped against Toby's flaming cuntlips and sent currents of 
intense passion vibrating through her body. Each wave of water that dashed 
against her swollen clitoris also trickled down her cuntslit and worked its 
delicate magic against her pussy. Her cunthole throbbed passionately with 
each watery kiss it received. 

The intensity of her arousal increasing, Toby lifted her lower body up from 
the bottom of the tub and let the warm water fill up her pussy. She felt the 
water warm over every inch of her cunt and crest against the tip of her 
cervix. Then she squeezed her internal pelvic muscles and thrust the water 
out in one long stream. Again she repeated the process, only this time 
manipulating her clit with her middle finger and sighing deeply as both her 
clit and her pussy worked together deliciously. 

She eased her body down against the tile and again let the water slap 
against her clitoris. She thrust her pelvis out against the force of the 
water and felt her orgasm begin with the warm tingling in her calf and thigh 
muscles. She pushed her knees together and tightened her leg muscles. 

A sharp intake of breath, and the climax forced its way into Toby's gut, 
exploded in her cunt, and spread its soft, luscious warmth throughout her 
body. Toby lay sexually exhausted against the warm base of the tub and let 
the shower spray lap her thick, sticky cuntcream from her satiated pussy. 

* * * 

Toby was preparing a bologna sandwich when Virgil Brooks arrived, twenty 
minutes early. That was just like Virgil, Toby thought to herself. He 
probably got ready to come over to her house three hours early. 

Virgil was Toby's most emotionally-demanding case. He came from a home where 
he was rejected by his mother and ridiculed by his father. Virgil had a deep 
and intense need to be loved-a need which was fostered and fed by his 
tremendous inadequacy complex. Virgil believed that he couldn't do anything 
right. He viewed himself as a walking idiot, the kind of person other people 
invited to parties only so that they could laugh at him. This semester's big 
joke was to have Lynn Pearson, the most popular girl in the sophomore class, 
beg Virgil to take her to the prom and then stand him up when he arrived at 
her door in a rented tuxedo and carrying a ten-dollar corsage. 

Virgil had come to the counseling center to seek help for his growing sense 
of frustration and inability to act decisively. He had been assigned to Toby 
purely by chance because Dr. Porter had been away on a two-week vacation. 
Toby agreed to help Virgil until Dr. Porter came back, but Virgil had gotten 
so attached to Toby that he refused to change counselors. 

After much pleading from Virgil, Toby finally agreed to take him on on a 
permanent basis. It had been one of the most fateful decisions of her life. 
She had not realized how deeply Virgil needed to be loved and how much of 
her time he would expect and demand. He came to the counseling center every 
day to see if she could squeeze him in for "emergency" conferences. He 
called her at home to discuss deep, metaphysical issues. He often showed up 
when Toby went out to eat or to the movies, and Toby figured that he 
probably followed her around to be sure of her schedule. He had fallen 
deeply in love with Toby and was convinced that she was the road to his 
survival. 

On the plus side, Virgil did have some characteristics that Toby liked. He 
was incurably romantic and often wrote her poetry. Her office and home had 
virtually been deluged by the roses that he sent her. He would spend hours 
mowing her lawn or fixing her car and never ask for any greater compensation 
than to stare into her eyes over a glass of iced tea. He was an odd boy, a 
strange mixture of confusion and sensitive feelings, and Toby was sure that 
someday somebody would be able to reach the deep well of feelings Virgil 
kept stored inside of him. 

Toby escorted Virgil into the kitchen and invited him to sit down. She 
offered to make him a sandwich, but he declined, so she went about making 
her own lunch. 

As she turned to place her plate on the kitchen table, she caught sight of 
Virgil bashfully watching the movement of her ass. She smiled to herself at 
the thought of him wanting her. Like all great seductresses, she thoroughly 
enjoyed the game of arousing men. She threw in a little extra body motion as 
she placed a glass of milk on the table and watched Virgil blush slightly. 
He shifted his position in the chair, and she figured he was trying to keep 
her from seeing his hard-on. 

"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat, Virgil?" Toby asked, 
deliberately adding a seductive, sexy tone to her voice. 

Virgil managed to stammer out a no and then lowered his head quickly. 

Toby was absolutely sure that not only was he virginal but that he had never 
even been kissed by a girl. The idea of initiating Virgil into sexual 
experience intrigued Toby, and she felt her cunt stir slightly. She 
considered which act would be the most pleasurable for Virgil and 
particularly for her. 

"Any special things happen this week to upset you, Virgil?" 

Virgil launched into a long tirade about how his mother had forced him into 
taking one of her friend's daughters to a school dance and how he had made 
an ass of himself by tripping and spilling two glasses of punch all over 
himself. Throughout his long discussion, Toby listened and tried to appear 
interested, but her mind was on what kind of cock Virgil possessed and what 
it would feel like nestled in her cunt. 

At one point in Virgil's monologue, Toby forgot herself and began licking 
the mayonnaise from the remainder of her sandwich in a suggestive and 
obviously provocative manner. Suddenly she caught the surprise in Virgil's 
eyes as he stammered and looked down at the floor. 

Toby sensed his simultaneous confusion and interest, and she decided that 
the suggestive game she was playing should be brought out into the open. The 
seduction game was always more interesting and satisfying to Toby if both 
partners knew that they were playing. 

"Have you ever made it with a woman, Virgil?" 

Toby's question was stated in a matter-of-fact tone, but still Virgil stared 
at her incredulously. 

He stammered an unintelligible response and then blushed a vivid shade of 
crimson. 

"Surely a boy as good looking as you must have had plenty of chances. And 
I'll bet you've got enough between your legs to please anybody." 

Virgil didn't know which way to look. He blushed an even deeper shade of 
red, and Toby could see little beads of sweat forming on his upper lip. He 
obviously wanted to look at Toby and try to comprehend what she had said, 
but he was still too flabbergasted by the whole business. 

Suddenly it occurred to Toby that Virgil might feel she probably knew that 
he was a virgin and was asking him these questions to ridicule him. Toby 
decided that she'd have to make her intentions more clear to the naive youth 
or he'd never get the picture. 

"Virgil, would you like to fuck me?" 

Virgil gulped hard and almost moaned in disbelief. His wildest dreams come 
true, the opportunity of his life to experience it all, and he didn't even 
know what to do. He felt humiliated and confused, utterly embarrassed that 
Toby should see him in such a ridiculous state. 

"Virgil, answer me. Would you like to fuck me?" 

Virgil looked at the floor and wrung his hands desperately until the 
knuckles turned white. "Y-y-yes," he finally stammered. 

"Good, because I'd very much like to fuck you." 

Virgil looked up in utter astonishment. He thought he was dreaming. He just 
couldn't believe that Dr. Toby Carson, his ultimate dream of a woman and of 
a lover, could possibly have any interest in him whatsoever. 

Toby knew that she'd have to initiate the action or she'd be waiting there 
all day for Virgil to begin. She got up from her chair and went and stood 
behind Virgil's. She placed her hand against his head and ran her lithe 
fingers through his thick, curly hair. 

"You know, Virgil, you're a very attractive boy. I'm sure you're an 
excellent lover. All the techniques that satisfy a woman-I'll bet you know 
them all. I love to touch you, Virgil." 

Deliberately Toby leaned forward and pressed her large, spongy tits against 
Virgil's head. She thought he had been hit by a lightning bolt, so quickly 
and sharply did he jerk his body upright as flesh made contact with flesh. 

Toby stared down at the mound of expanding flesh that tented the front of 
Virgil's pants and knew that he was responding to her caresses and would 
soon be ready for a full session of fucking. She wondered how much he'd be 
capable of on his first fuck and decided that it was her responsibility as 
seducer to test Virgil's limits to the utmost. 

Virgil could not believe what was happening to him. He found it hard to get 
a grasp on reality, to fit all the pieces together and make sense out of 
them. He was so stunned that he was sure Toby could hear the wild pounding 
of his heart. His whole body trembled, and he wondered what to do next. 

He jumped suddenly as Toby's hand stroked his face and as she bent down to 
kiss him softly on his neck. His head pounded with a wild rush of 
excitement, and he could hardly get his breath. His cock burned with desire. 
The churning in his balls grew stronger and stronger, and his prick seemed 
like it would tear its way through his pants. He sighed audibly as Toby ran 
her hand down his chest and toyed delicately with his nipples. 

Toby took Virgil's hand and began leading him toward the bedroom. The 
confused youth stumbled and almost fell down as the experienced woman tried 
to guide him to their love arena. Toby quickly noticed the vigorous erection 
that tugged at Virgil's pants. She guessed that he had a long, smooth prick, 
one that would soon get its testing under fire. 

Toby led Virgil into the bedroom and quickly pulled back the bedcovers to 
expose the blue satin sheets on which she had received many a good orgasm 
during her three-year stay in Crestview. Fully aware of her audience's 
interest, she undressed slowly, savoring every sigh that Virgil exhaled as 
more and more of her luscious body was revealed to his inquisitive and 
dumfounded eyes. 

Toby stood before Virgil in only her bra and underpants. She slowly 
slithered her way out of the bra, letting the shoulder straps slide down her 
arms, and then reached behind to unhook the bra snap. As the bra fell loose 
from her upper body, her tits sprang free and hung like two meaty, golden 
mounds. 

She took her tits into her hands and rubbed them together, feeling the 
delicate friction trigger the making of lubrication in her pussy. She freed 
one breast and used her hand to tease the nipple, tugging at the rubbery 
knob until it stood out red and erect. 

She slithered her hands down the insides of her panties and then forced the 
thin garment to the floor. Virgil looked like he was going to pass out from 
the sight of her cunt, the dewy, soft cuntlips, the flared crevice, the fuck 
juices already beginning to cling to Toby's blonde ringlets. He sucked in 
his breath sharply and felt a blinding, sensuous ache stab his prick. 

Toby moved over to Virgil and began undressing him with expertise. She moved 
her body against his as she tugged at his clothes. She pushed her pelvic 
area against his and felt the insistent rigidity of his dick. 

His body seemed almost to melt in response to her touch as she unbuttoned 
his shirt and ran her hands across his smooth chest. With one swift 
movement, she unhooked his pants and let them fall to his feet. She grabbed 
hold of his prick softly and began massaging it with her hands. Virgil's 
body nearly trembled with delight and passion. 

Gently Toby released his thick prick and positioned herself on the bed. She 
sat on the bed, with her legs spread wide, and forced Virgil's attention to 
the core of her cunt. Virgil looked deep into her open snatch and watched 
the mouth of her pussy ooze its erotic moisture onto the bedsheets. 

Toby stretched forth her arms, beckoning Virgil to join her, and quickly the 
youth freed himself of all of his clothing and virtually flew at Toby on the 
bed. 

Like a madman, Virgil worked at Toby's body, forcing her onto her back, 
spreading her legs wider to accommodate the width of his body and the length 
of his bulging prick. His desire was beyond the point of control, lost in 
the overwhelming sensation generated when his steel-hard shaft touched the 
hot moistness between Toby's legs. 

He slammed his insistent cock into Toby's snatch, poking, probing, 
thrusting, searching out the depths of her cunt. He felt his balls tighten 
as they slapped against the base of Toby's cunt with each thrust of his 
demanding organ. He was caught up in a wild maelstrom of passion. 

His desires grew wilder as his passion rose to a feverish pitch. His head 
spun. His lower body throbbed. A sudden tightness in his scrotum and his 
prick, and a million stars exploded in Virgil's skull as he shot forth his 
molten sperm into the moist depths of Toby's cunt. 

His juices and his sexual energy spent, he collapsed on top of Toby and 
tried to still his gasping, wrenching, heavy breathing. 

Toby stroked the back of Virgil's neck and smiled to herself at how little 
control Virgil had over his prick needs. Why he'd barely been able to 
sustain the fuck for one minute. The situation would have been laughable if 
Toby's cunt didn't burn so with desire for release. 

She considered the possibility of masturbating off her horny wants, but she 
decided that that would wound Virgil's pride and maybe scar him for life. 
She decided the best thing to do would be to teach Virgil how to be a good 
lover. 

With delicate precision, she rolled Virgil onto his side and stared at the 
soft mound of spongy, sperm-coated flesh that had once been his persistent 
erection. She looked at his hard, tight balls and decided that it wouldn't 
take Virgil long to brew another batch of cum to take care of her needs. She 
kissed him hard on the lips and wiggled her tongue into his moist cavity. 
She worked the fleshy spear in and out of his mouth while at the same time 
she stroked his chest and sides. 

She freed herself from his kiss and worked her tongue down his sides, 
tasting the saltiness of his perspiration, feeling the rigidity of his 
youthful, muscular body. She worked her way down his body until her soft, 
warm lips found his flaccid cock and began their magic probing and kissing. 

Virgil moaned deeply as her lips made contact. Not only was he going to be 
allowed the pleasures of his first fuck, but of his first blowjob as well. 
New sensations splashed through his nervous system as Toby's expert tongue 
licked every sensitive inch of his now-growing and hardening dick. Toby paid 
particular attention to the bulbous knob of the cockhead and felt it swell 
in her mouth like a thick balloon. 

Toby worked her tongue up and down the fragile, expanding shaft and felt 
Virgil's body shiver with each movement. As she worked her mouth down the 
slippery shaft, she took time to cup and squeeze Virgil's swollen balls with 
her right hand. Virgil's cock continued to bud in Toby's mouth as her 
manipulations intensified the mounting, burning desires in Virgil's prick. 
Toby sucked slowly, trying out each move and technique that she knew for 
arousing a cock as big as Virgil's. 

Virgil released a deep, throaty moan as Toby's actions continued to increase 
his pleasure and his sperm build-up. He could feel his prick getting hotter 
and hotter in Toby's warm, moist mouth and his balls begin to tighten with 
delicious sensations. Every nerve in his body was concentrated in his prick 
as Toby twirled her tongue over the knob of his inflamed cock. He arched his 
back and worked his body in unison with Toby's bobbing head. He slammed his 
prick against her mouth and worked his hips in wide circles. His balls 
tingled with fiery passion and need. His legs ached pleasantly with the 
erotic tension already pulsing in his lower body and pelvic area. 

He strained his body into one ultimate effort at attaining complete release 
and felt his orgasm explode in the pit of his stomach and in his balls like 
a huge cannon firing its heavy discharge. His blood raced, his nerves 
throbbed, the room seemed to spin. He surrendered himself fully to the 
joyous erotic sensations coursing through his body. A sharp, overwhelmingly 
pleasurable spasm in his balls, and he shot his load, firing his thick, hot 
cream into Toby's moist, delicious mouth. He filled her completely, and 
sperm goo began to trickle from Toby's lips and down the sides of his 
sensitive cock. His prick continued its delicate minor contractions, and 
each spasm sent a small wave of sperm gushing thickly into Toby's throat. 

Toby worked her mouth rapidly on his prick so that she could provide Virgil 
with all the erotic sensations still left in his pulsing, climaxing dick. 
She rolled her tongue over the corona and across the delicate tip as new 
cream spurted into her mouth. She rocked the prick from side to side in her 
mouth and sucked firmly, seeking to drain Virgil dry and to swallow every 
bit of his luscious sperm juices. Satisfied that she had pleased him fully, 
she softly stroked his balls, feeling his body jerk slightly with every 
sensual stroke that teased his sensitive flesh. 

Toby freed Virgil's deflated prick from her mouth and worked her way up the 
bed to lie beside him. She touched his chest softly and toyed with the tiny, 
erect buds of his nipples. Gradually she -edged her way down to his thick 
pubic forest. She took his soft prick into her hands. She began jacking his 
wet cock up and down, urging it into hardness. She heard Virgil moan sharply 
as his cock hardened appreciably. The stiffening rod pressed itself against 
the palm of Toby's hand, and she worked more rapidly to excite and harden 
Virgil's meat. The prick quivered slightly with each stroke and then jerked 
itself to its final fullness. 

Seizing the moment and the opportunity, Toby threw her lower body over 
Virgil's and straddled him swiftly. With practiced skill she worked her cunt 
over the tip of Virgil's prick until she felt the cock touch the opening of 
her inflamed and dripping cunt. A chill of pleasure surged through her 
deeply aroused body as she made contact. 

She jerked her hips forward and backward over the cockhead and felt the 
rock-hard prick probe the opening slightly and arouse the nerves of her 
clit. She felt the frenzy of sexual need and desire seize her and control 
her brain as she worked her body madly against Virgil's. With a sudden 
urgency she plunged her cunt down on Virgil's cock and quickly swallowed up 
his prick with one motion. 

The prick snaked its way into Toby's cunt and buried itself to the hilt in 
the warm nest of her pussy walls. Virgil jerked his pelvis up and Toby 
leaned forward so that the underside of Virgil's prick could press against 
her clitoris upon withdrawal. Toby pressed her legs together against 
Virgil's thighs to intensify the feelings in her cunt. 

Virgil lowered his hips, and his rigid prick fucked against Toby's vaginal 
walls and her hard, responsive clit. The delicate, intense sensations 
aroused Toby to new heights of pleasure, and she increased the intensity and 
speed of her movements. Her cunt swallowed up Virgil's greased-up shaft and 
just as quickly expelled it as the fucking couple completed each love 
gesture of their sexual union. 

Toby felt her legs quiver and begin to buckle as she neared her peak. She 
moved even faster against Virgil's gyrating, thrashing body and felt his 
prick move through her pussy and against her clit. 

"God, Virgil, don't stop!" she screamed as her climax pushed its way into 
her cunt and then into the pit of her stomach. Her lower body was convulsed 
with spasms. She rocked wildly on top of Virgil as her erotic release tore 
through her and satiated every nerve in her body. Her head throbbed. She 
felt herself begin to drift away. She jerked her body a few more times in 
response to Virgil's urgings and then felt Virgil's steaming shoot-off 
splash against her pussy walls and begin to drain down Virgil's cock onto 
his pubic hair. The warmth of Virgil's climax generated a new series of 
sensual feelings in Toby's snatch, and Toby sighed softly as her climax 
ebbed through her body. 

Virgil moved his shrinking prick in Toby's warm, moist cunt a few more times 
until his body glowed with pleasurable warmth. He could not believe the 
sensations he had experienced with Toby. He had heard how wonderful fucking 
was from his buddies, but he never knew that they had underestimated and not 
fully conveyed to him the full joys and wild, incredible feelings of 
sticking a hard, horny prick into a woman's moist, throbbing cunt. 

Virgil surrendered himself completely to the feelings how bathing his body. 
His prick, softly nestled in Toby's snatch, still gave off occasional sparks 
of warmth. His balls tingled deliciously with the erotic delight of having 
expelled their precious liquid at the moment of climax. Virgil's mind began 
to drift freely in the secure peace that comes after achieving an orgasm. As 
the pleasure of his afterglow cloaked his brain, he decided he'd have to set 
his friends right on how fantastic it was to fuck a woman. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Toby gave the living room one last look as she finished cleaning up her 
apartment. The telephone call from Clare had been short, suggestive, and to 
the point. John had been called away from Crestview for a special conference 
on graduate education and could she come over and spend the evening with 
Toby. 

Toby's answer was a quick and ecstatic yes. She hadn't seen Clare in several 
weeks, and the expectation of being with Clare again generated a deep and 
powerful feeling in Toby. 

Toby fluffed the pillows on the couch and thought of her lovemaking with 
Virgil yesterday. She was sure that she had been good for Virgil and had 
helped give him a sense of self-confidence through initiating him into the 
mysterious and, at times, threatening and confusing world of sex. And she 
knew definitely that Virgil had been good for her. Her satisfied cunt 
bespoke the value of seducing Virgil into manhood. 

The martinis were made and chilling and the music from the stereo throbbed 
softly in the background when the doorbell rang. Toby came over from the bar 
and answered the door. It was Clare, radiant in a skin-tight green dress, 
and an unannounced friend. 

"Hi, sweetheart," Clare said softly as she kissed Toby on the cheek. "This 
is Bonnie Austen, an old college friend of mine who's visiting John and me 
for the weekend. I thought I'd surprise you." 

Toby nodded, fully understanding the implications of Clare's comments, and 
invited the two women in. 

As Bonnie stepped from the heavy shadows of the hallway, Toby noticed the 
shapeliness of her body. She was tall and lithe, with large, ripe breasts 
that accentuated the delicate curves of her body. Medium-length red hair 
framed her face distinctively. Toby watched how she gracefully moved through 
the room to take a seat on the couch. Toby advanced to the bar and poured 
out three martinis. She offered the first to Clare, who now sat close to 
Bonnie and was stroking the young girl's hair. Clare smiled provocatively at 
Toby as she handed her the chilled glass. 

Toby retrieved the remaining two glasses and joined the pair on the couch. 
She sat beside Bonnie and noticed the white bulge of her breasts above the 
sharp cut of her evening dress. 

"I'd like to make a toast," Clare said decisively. "To the three of us." 

Bonnie and Toby both smiled and took short sips from their drinks. 

Clare downed her martini and walked over to the bar to pour herself another 
one. She wiggled her finger through the drink and then licked the cold, 
clear liquid from her middle finger. She walked over to the stereo and 
turned the sound up. 

She began to move her body to the beat of the music, jutting out her thighs 
and bobbing her breasts with each sharp beat of the music. She surrendered 
herself completely to the music and lost herself in the erotic frenzy of the 
rhythm. 

As the tempo of her dance increased, she slipped a hand behind her back and 
undid her zipper. Her dress fell from her upper body and puddled around her 
waist. Her large tits bounced free as the material fell and caught the full 
impact of the soft lighting in the room. Her breasts seemed to glow with the 
light as she continued her gyrations. She pushed and tugged at her dress 
until it fell to the floor, then she kicked the dress and her shoes toward 
Toby on the couch. 

She stood before the two women clad only in her skimpy bikini panties. The 
crest of her pubic mound was plainly visible through her panties. Dark 
ringlets of pussy hair jutted out at the edges of the panties between 
Clare's legs. With one swift motion Clare freed herself of the skimpy 
panties and flung them across the room. Her naked body aroused lust and 
desire in the two women as she continued to dance to the beat of the music. 
She had a luscious body that tempted and teased the two women spectators. 

Clare set her feet firmly on the ground and arched her upper body backwards. 
Her cuntslit was clearly visible to both Toby and Bonnie. The soft slit had 
already begun to glisten with cuntcream as Clare's passions mounted in tune 
with the beat and frenzy of her erotic dance. 

Clare slid her hands across her breasts and toyed with the dark nipples 
until they budded into a full erection, a little ridge forming around each 
nipple. She worked her hands down toward the mysterious valley between her 
thighs and gently spread her cuntlips. Her clitoris burst forward like a 
small projectile and protruded, red, moist, and erect, in full view of 
Toby's and Bonnie's lustful eyes. 

Clare fingered the little mound and moaned softly as she found the sweet 
spots of her cunt. She ran her finger down the slippery slit until she found 
the vaginal opening. She dipped her finger into the thick, warm puddle that 
had collected around the opening of her cunt and used the cunt moisture that 
her finger gathered to further slick up her pussylips and her clit. 

Toby and Bonnie watched in an erotic daze as Clare continued to arouse 
herself. The intensity of watching Clare became too much for the two women 
and they quickly undressed, occasionally assisting each other. 

Toby noticed Bonnie's body as she undressed. She was not disappointed by the 
size or beauty of Bonnie's tits that hung like delicious mounds of flesh 
just ready and waiting for the tasting. Toby noticed the furry wedge of 
Bonnie's cunt and envisioned herself between Bonnie's legs lustfully diving 
into that hot, moist box to taste Bonnie's sweet cuntcream. 

Bonnie advanced toward Clare and positioned herself on her knees between 
Clare's legs. Clare sensed Bonnie's presence and jerked herself up slightly. 
Willingly she surrendered herself to the skilled woman. 

A sharp sigh sprang from Clare's throat as Bonnie's tongue made contact with 
her clit. Bonnie wrapped her lips around Clare's erect clit and sucked hard. 
She moved her lips to expel and draw in the nub until she had perfected a 
quick, staccato rhythm that aroused Clare to new heights of passion and 
enjoyment. 

Clare moaned and thrashed wildly as her arousal increased to the point where 
it was almost unendurable and her body screamed for release. She rocked her 
body hard against Bonnie's mouth, slicking the younger woman's face and 
mouth with sticky cuntcream on each violent thrust. 

Bonnie sensed the urgency of Clare's desires and moved her mouth harder and 
more quickly against Clare's cuntlips. She could feel the little clit throb 
in her mouth as she rolled it gently against the roof of her mouth. Clare's 
legs began to quiver. Her whole body shook. Bonnie worked feverishly over 
the little nub, coaxing it into sexual pleasure. 

"Jesus!" Clare screamed as her orgasm built within her loins and -edged its 
way into her cunt. She could feel her body begin to pulse with energy. Her 
womb quivered with each movement Bonnie made against her aroused clitoris. 
Her cunt ached and burned with need. She arched her back firmly and felt the 
orgasm begin as a warm, tingling sensation in her legs. The wave of warmth 
spread to her thighs and triggered her climax. Her pelvic area was rocked 
with spasms. Her cunt contracted in a series of wild, undulating jerks that 
sent erotic impulses echoing through Clare's body. 

"Oh God, there, there!" Clare screamed ecstatically as her orgasm ripped 
through her. She reached down and pressed Bonnie's face even harder against 
her cunt, seeking to have the younger woman satisfy her to the fullest. She 
moved her lower body against Bonnie's mouth until all of her contractions 
had subsided and her body was at ultimate rest in its erotic quest. As the 
delicate afterglow began to bathe her body, she lowered herself softly to 
the floor and lay on her side in a fetal position to enjoy the pleasure that 
now settled in her womb. 

Bonnie could see that Clare was in no position to respond to her own needs 
and looked over to Toby. Toby did not need any coaxing to respond to 
Bonnie's suggestion. Watching Bonnie make love to Clare had aroused Toby 
intensely and her cunt now ached with sexual need. 

As Bonnie advanced to the couch, Toby lay down and stretched herself out on 
the couch, her legs spread wide as an open invitation to Bonnie to do what 
she pleased. Bonnie straddled Toby backwards and assumed the classic Lesbian 
position of sixty-nine. 

Toby reached behind her on the couch and placed two pillows under her head 
so that she could raise her mouth up to the level of Bonnie's dripping cunt. 
She positioned her mouth directly in line with Bonnie's cunt. She stuck out 
her tongue and made contact with Bonnie's clit. She could feel Bonnie's body 
jerk as she found the sweet spot of her cunt. Toby moved her tongue in a 
tight circle on the little mound of flesh and heard Bonnie moan slightly as 
her pleasure began. 

Bonnie lowered her head and positioned herself between Toby's upper thighs 
so that her mouth could encompass nearly all of Toby's clit and cuntlips. A 
pleasurable spasm gripped Toby as Bonnie pressed her lips against her wet 
pussy and rubbed her mouth against the inflamed lips. Bonnie used her hands 
to spread Toby's cuntlips and reveal the throbbing clit. She placed her 
tongue against the nub and duplicated the motions of Toby's tongue on her 
own cunt by beating out a sharp tattoo against the hot, erect point. 

Toby began to work her tongue in wide circles against Bonnie's clit and to 
jerk her lower body up against Bonnie's face in an urgent, passionate plea. 
Warm, tingling sensations flowed up Toby's legs and into her pelvis. She 
felt herself completely engulfed by fiery sensations. Her whole body seemed 
to throb with need and desire for release. 

Bonnie slammed her head against Toby's flowing cunt using every technique 
she knew to bring her lover to an overpowering climax. She sensed the 
nearness and intensity of Toby's approaching release. She slipped her tongue 
into Toby's hot cunt and felt the wide pussy contract as the fleshy spear 
made contact with the sensitive inner recesses. She withdrew her tongue and 
drew it up the length of Toby's genital cleft, stopping to probe the small 
inner lips and to touch the protruding clit. 

Toby mimicked Bonnie's actions. She worked her tongue against Bonnie's clit. 
She felt a sharp quiver jerk through Bonnie's lower body. The build-up was 
nearing completion and release was imminent. With sharp, quick thrusts the 
two women worked their mouths and tongues against each other's horny cunts. 
Their bodies burned and ached with desire, pleaded for release. Both women 
arched their backs as the first spasms gripped their bodies. They jerked 
violently, wildly to their own sexual tempos. Their cunts contracted in the 
wild dance of sexual fulfillment. 

Toby worked against Bonnie's cunt for the last few precious seconds of 
sexual arousal as she felt Bonnie suck and knead her cuntlips insistently. 
Warm cuntjuice sprang from Bonnie's pussy and coated Toby's face with the 
thick, warm honey of sexual pleasure. Toby drank the cream freely, licking 
and swallowing every wonderful drop. She felt the haze of the afterglow 
begin to warm and fill her body. Slowly she desisted in her movements as she 
felt Bonnie lessen her gestures and finally rest her head on Toby's stomach. 

When she was satisfied that the duo had achieved complete sexual 
culmination, Clare came over to the couch and began to stroke Toby's hair. 
Toby opened her eyes to see Clare kneeling by the couch. It was obvious in 
Clare's eyes that Toby and Bonnie's lovemaking had aroused her once again 
and that she now sought sexual fulfillment once more. Toby roused Bonnie 
from her quiet, soft sleep and motioned for her to follow Clare and her into 
the bedroom. Bonnie agreed willingly and followed the two women into the 
dimly-lit room. 

Clare stretched out on the bed. Toby lay down beside her and began to kiss 
and fondle Clare's luscious body. She worked her mouth over Clare's spongy 
tits, sucking each nipple into an erection and turning each areola to a deep 
hue. 

Bonnie came over to the bed and positioned herself between Clare's legs. She 
softly stroked the delicate inner thighs. Then she lowered herself down 
until her face made contact with Clare's moist pussy. Bonnie stuck out her 
tongue and pressed it hard against Clare's erect, bulging clit. Clare's body 
quivered madly in one delicious, sensual response. 

Bonnie spread Clare's legs wide and drew Clare's clit into her mouth. She 
sucked hard on the little nub and felt it swell in response to her deft 
movements. Bonnie forced the thick protrusion back and forth against the 
roof of her mouth. She tasted the salty warmth of Clare's cum as Clare's 
genitals continued to be slicked with the sticky mucus. She sucked and 
tugged at Clare's blossoming clit until Clare sighed and moaned with each of 
Bonnie's movements against her inflamed, pulsing cunt. 

Toby continued to kiss and stroke Clare's body as her passion mounted. She 
Frenched Clare hard, poking her tongue into the warm recesses and finding 
the soft, sensitive spots that Clare responded to passionately. She withdrew 
her tongue slowly and then ran it down the side of Clare's neck. She 
slithered her tongue down the front of Clare's chest and then began to kiss 
and suck the sensitive undersides of her breasts. She worked her tongue 
across the top of the breast and whirled it in circles around the fragile 
nipple. 

Toby -edged her hand down the side of Clare's body, prodding at the ribcage 
and softly stroking Clare's pelvis. As her hands moved even further and more 
insistently along Clare's body, Toby made contact with the initial tufts of 
Clare's pubic thicket. She worked her fingers through the thick, matted 
curls and worked her middle finger down towards Clare's erect, elongated 
clit as Bonnie slipped her tongue in and out of Clare's pulsing vagina. 

Toby moved her finger up and down the hard clit, feeling it pulse in 
response to the sensuous movements. She withdrew her finger from within the 
moist slit of the tip of Clare's cunt as Bonnie worked her way up Clare's 
cunt and took the pulsing clit into her mouth. 

"Oh God, Jesus!" Clare moaned as her passion welled within her and 
threatened to burst forth. Clare felt her cunt quiver with intense 
sensations as her orgasm neared. She arched her back fiercely and thrust her 
cunt against Bonnie's bobbing mouth, forcing the woman between her legs to 
work harder and faster against her dripping cunt. Her legs tingled with 
warm, pleasing sensations. Sensual sparks began to shoot up and down her 
spine. 

"Oh Jesus! Oh God! There, there!" she screamed as she reached her peak. 

Both Toby and Bonnie continued to work frantically over Clare's body. Clare 
was still breathing heavily and moaning softly as her two lovers continued 
their erotic gestures. 

Bonnie rocked the thick upper portion of her tongue against the jagged edge 
of Clare's clit while Toby sucked hard on one of Clare's breasts and cupped 
and kneaded the other tit with a free hand. Warm impulses settled in the 
neck of Clare's womb and spread like a soothing balm into her snatch. Her 
body jerked spasmodically a few more times and then settled into a passive, 
total tranquility. 

Bonnie and Toby ceased their actions and lay beside Clare on the bed. All 
three women fell asleep embracing each other and content in the realization 
that they had satisfied and been satisfied by each other. 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Clare left early the next morning to get ready to welcome John home from his 
trip. She suggested that Bonnie could stay with Toby if she wished since 
neither of them would be able to get in any action with John around the 
house. 

Toby and Bonnie quickly agreed to the suggestion. Both women kissed Clare 
good-bye as she left the bedroom, and then Toby and Bonnie snuggled close 
together for a few more hours of soothing sleep. 

They were awakened by the ringing of the telephone around one o'clock. Toby 
crawled over Bonnie and sleepily made her way into the den to answer the 
insistent caller. 

It was Ron Weston, calling to find out if Toby could come over for a small, 
intimate party that afternoon-a party of just Ron and an old college 
fraternity buddy, Doug Bradner. 

Toby asked Ron to hang on for a second and went back to the bedroom to 
explain the situation to Bonnie. She figured that Bonnie went both ways, but 
she wanted to be sure before making any promises to Ron. 

Bonnie eagerly approved of the idea, and Toby reported to Ron that she and a 
friend would be over in about an hour. She could hear the pleasure in Ron's 
voice as he realized that both he and Doug would fuck another sex partner. 

Toby smiled to herself as she hung up the phone and then set about making 
breakfast for herself and Bonnie. 

* * * 

Doug greeted Toby and Bonnie at the door. Toby was surprised at what a 
good-looking man he was, tall and blond, and obviously carrying a great deal 
between his legs. Toby noticed the distinctive bulge in his crotch as he 
walked over to the bar to assist Ron in making drinks. Toby also noticed the 
appreciative way in which he eyed both her and Bonnie. 

"Hi, girls. Take a seat anywhere," Ron called from behind the bar. "Be with 
you in a minute." 

Doug offered the two women cigarettes while Ron mixed up a batch of 
martinis. Doug was just into explaining how he hadn't seen Ron in years and 
just happened to be in the area for a salesmen's conference when Ron 
interrupted with the drinks. He handed the first drink to Bonnie, and Toby 
noticed how deliberately and appreciatively he stared at the large tits 
Bonnie offered for plain view in her tight and bulging V-neck sweater. Since 
Toby had kissed and fondled Bonnie's luscious tits, she knew exactly what 
pleasures lay in store for both Ron and Doug. 

After the third round of drinks and social amenities, Doug went over to his 
briefcase and pulled out a handful of reefers. 

"Ah, just what I love to see, a man who comes prepared," Ron quipped, 
obviously delighted at the opportunity to make it on grass. 

Doug passed the joints around and each member of the group lit up. Soon the 
burning-rope smell of grass filled the air. Each participant began to feel 
the effects of the drug within seconds. 

Soon the talking stopped and was replaced by touching and kissing. The four 
members rapidly became aware of their insistent sexual desires for each 
other and surrendered themselves freely and fully to the urges growing 
within them. 

Doug led the group by peeling off his clothes and standing before them 
naked. Toby was positively awed by the size and thickness of his beautiful, 
rigid cock. 

Ron quickly followed Doug's lead and stripped, freeing himself of his 
clothing as rapidly as possible while assisting Bonnie in getting her 
sweater off. 

While Ron and Bonnie worked together at unsnapping her jeans, Toby peeled 
off her clothing and laid claim to Doug for the first go-round. She wanted 
to be the first to experience the delicious, thick prick Doug packed between 
his legs and to try to exhaust this admirable stallion. Doug gladly followed 
Toby as she led him toward the bedroom, with Bonnie and Ron in close 
pursuit. 

The two couples lay beside each other on the bed and began their lovemaking 
by exchanging a series of passionate embraces and caresses. Aroused and 
ready for their sexual exploits, they quickly broke into couples again and 
assumed the position they most enjoyed. 

Bonnie assumed the passive role and let Ron spread her legs wide and fuck 
her cunt in the typical missionary sprawl while Toby decided on mastering 
Doug and swiftly straddled him. 

Toby felt the inner warmth and tingling of her cunt as she slowly lowered 
her body on Doug's prick. She worked her body in almost slow-motion manner, 
enjoying each minute of her arousal and pleasure. Her heavily-lubricated 
cunt sucked up Doug's cock and held it securely in the depths of her womb. 
Toby's cum easily slicked up the thick rod until it glided in and out of her 
cunt easily. 

Toby placed the balance of her weight on her knees and began pumping herself 
up and down on Doug's fantastic cockshaft. She could feel the huge cockhead 
press against the back wall of her vagina and the tip of her cervix with 
each penetration. Each time she lifted up, the hard ridge of the head 
pressed lusciously against her sensitive cuntlips. 

Toby worked on Doug's prick to her own rhythm, using her cunt to jack off 
his cock. She moved in swift strokes initially, then tapered her movements 
off into long, rhythmic motions. As she neared her peak, she pulled his hand 
down toward her snatch and indicated to him through her gestures that she 
wanted him to move his thumb against her protruding clit. 

Doug complied willingly and began to move his thumb in tight circles against 
the hard clit. Toby moaned softly as Doug generated intense sensations in 
her clit. 

Sensing Toby's arousal. Doug took her clit between his thumb and index 
finger and began rolling the rigid ball of flesh up and down between his 
fingers. He could feel the clitoris twitch and jerk in response to his 
actions. 

Toby increased her movements on Doug's prick and then reached down between 
his legs to stroke his balls softly. She kneaded the soft flesh of his 
scrotum and took each testicle gently into her cupped hand. She moved the 
spongy sacs in a wide circle as she jerked her lower body up and down on 
Doug's cock. She arched her back to allow Doug's prick to stretch her pussy 
as wide as possible and thus place significant pressure against her 
clitoris. 

Doug moaned softly as he felt his orgasm well inside his loins. His balls 
burned with an erotic ache in response to Toby's expert manipulations. He 
jerked his body in time with Toby's movements and drove his cock into her 
inner depths. He felt his balls tighten and fill with hot sperm. He began to 
work his fingers feverishly over Toby's clit to signal to her his impending 
shoot-off. Toby accepted the signal and worked even faster against Doug's 
prick. 

Toby's orgasm began in her calves and pushed its way up into her thighs. Her 
lower body tingled with delicious sensations. 

"Oh Doug, I'm coming!" Toby cried as her orgasm tore through her and erupted 
in her cunt, sending a flood of passionate juices out of her pussy. 

As Toby jerked wildly on top of Doug's rod, his climax split through his 
balls and into his prick and then spurted forth into Toby's vagina. Steaming 
sperm-juices flooded Toby's snatch and began to drain down the sides of his 
pulsing cock. Toby moved slowly against Doug's cock a few more times until 
she had drained all of his semen from his rod and his cock began to go limp 
within her. 

The moaning and thrashing of the couple next to them incited both Ron and 
Bonnie to new levels of passionate arousal. Ron had been sliding his cock in 
and out of Bonnie almost in time with Toby's movements on Doug's prick, and 
now both he and Bonnie were nearing their peak. Ron's prick slipped through 
the hole of Bonnie's soggy cunt with rapid machine-like precision and 
rapidity. With each full thrust he could feel Bonnie's cunt envelop him and 
begin to contract slightly around the tip of his rod. 

Bonnie had spread her legs as wide as possible to allow Ron easy access to 
her sweet pussy. Now, with her climax impending, she drew her legs together 
to contract her cunt and thus place added pressure on Ron's sensitive cock. 
She heard Ron sigh hard as he felt her vagina contract around his cock. He 
pumped harder against her, working his prick in and out of her box at 
break-neck speed. He felt his balls fill with their precious cargo. His cock 
fucked through the lips and tunnel of Bonnie's snatch and jerked to its own 
sensations like a thick snake. 

He could feel the tightness of Bonnie's vagina and the warmth of her cum 
along the whole length of his shaft. The sensations overwhelmed him. Each 
nerve in his body seemed to be concentrated in his prick as it moved like an 
expert through Bonnie's pussy. 

Bonnie sighed hard with each thrust that Ron executed. She moved her body in 
opposite rhythm to his. 

He worked her cunt and his rod for all they were worth, increasing the speed 
of his movements and then slowing down, letting Bonnie beg for more by 
scratching his back desperately and pleading for him to fuck her. He felt 
his orgasm spring into his balls and shoot through his prick like a hot 
lightning bolt. His cock seemed to split wide open from the force of his 
sperm shoot-off. Hot gobs of the sticky semen jetted from his prick into 
Bonnie's pulsating cunt. His balls jerked and twitched several more times, 
and with each contraction warm sperm gushed into the hot inner depths of 
Bonnie's pussy. 

Bonnie jerked her body to get the most out of Ron's shoot-off. She wanted 
the hot sperm to bathe and coat every part of her cunt. Her body jerked 
wildly, beyond her control. She felt the delicious contractions that sent 
fantastic sparks of erotic joy pulsing through her entire cunt. Her 
contractions seemed never to end, and she lost herself in the maelstrom of 
her finish. A few more hard thrusts against Ron's now-dwindling cock and she 
lay at rest, totally exhausted and sated with her sensual pleasure. 

The two couples lay next to each other and allowed the erotic pleasure of 
their afterglows to encompass them entirely. The tranquil interlude did not 
last long. 

Almost as if the idea passed amongst them through mental telepathy, the 
couples both entertained the idea of performing sixty-nine. The women 
stretched themselves out on top of the men and took their limp pricks into 
their mouths. 

Ron and Doug propped pillows under their heads and lifted themselves up to 
confront the warm scent and taste of pussy. While the women gave head, the 
men extended their tongues and toyed with the fragile clit nerves that were 
within easy reach. 

Doug sucked and tugged on Toby's clit while Ron worked his tongue in wide 
circles against Bonnie's cuntflesh, the seat of all her passions and 
pleasure. Ron knew from past experience that the only way to really satisfy 
a woman was through her clitoris, and he intended to give Bonnie the best 
tongue job she had ever had. 

Toby's mouth worked up and down on Doug's shaft. She bobbed her head to 
Doug's sexual rhythm, feeling the intensity and speed with which he worked 
over her cunt as a measure of his own arousal. She sucked in the sides of 
her mouth and worked against the prick with hard pressure, attempting to 
simulate the feeling a real pussy would create in Doug's prick. 

Doug obviously enjoyed the movements, for his prick grew rock-hard in Toby's 
mouth and he thrust his body hard against her face with nearly every 
movement. Toby slithered her hand between his legs and began to stroke his 
balls. She felt the tiny sacs quiver slightly as she made contact. The 
quiver extended itself into Doug's prick, and almost instantly Toby tasted 
the first few drops of pre-coital fluid spurting from the solid rod. 

Bonnie worked over Ron's prick in a more deliberate fashion. Her strokes 
were long and slow, drawing out the pleasure and making it last as long as 
possible. She sucked the prick into her mouth like she would Ron's tongue in 
a good French-kiss and then stuck it into the warm, soft pouch of her left 
cheek. She worked her tongue against the side of the hard rod while she left 
it perched against her cheek. Gradually she drew the cock into the center of 
her mouth and worked it toward the back of her throat, taking as much as 
possible of the slicked-up stick into her throat without gagging. She toyed 
with the sensitive ridge of flesh on the underside of Ron's corona, working 
her tongue in tight circles and then up and down in a narrow straight line. 

While she sucked on the delicate head of Ron's penis, Ron used his tongue as 
an artificial cock and shoved it in and out of Bonnie's dripping cunt. 
Little puddles of cuntcream greeted each intrusion. He tasted the cream and 
eagerly lapped it up. Each time he thrust his tongue into the opening of 
Bonnie's pussy, his tongue was greeted with small contractions that 
indicated the extent and amount of Bonnie's pleasure. 

Toby increased the speed of her movements. She almost cried out with 
passionate intensity as she felt Doug slip his middle finger up her cunt and 
begin to work it in and out. He bent his finger so that he could exert 
pressure on the delicate muscles of her pussy. While he worked his finger in 
her hole, he continued to work over her clitoris with his tongue, probing, 
licking, sucking in response to Toby's and his own arousal. 

Toby felt her orgasm begin to burn in her pussy like hot lava. She tugged at 
Doug's prick and worked her mouth up and down the shaft, taking the full 
length of his prickmeat into her throat. She sucked on the bulbous knob of 
the cockhead and twirled her tongue over the little hole at the tip. While 
she moved on Doug's cock, she rocked her hips against Doug's mouth and the 
finger he had shoved high into her vagina. She felt the finger slice its way 
through her box like a rigid cock. Her vagina burned with pleasure and 
warmth. She arched her back and felt the hard digit press against the back 
wall of her cunt and send erotic waves rippling through her womb. 

She moved her hand in wide circles against Doug's balls to show him the 
level of her arousal. He responded by working his finger harder and deeper 
into the pit of her snatch, forcing the ring of muscles to expand and 
accommodate him fully. 

He worked on Toby's cunt in a desperate manner because he felt his shoot-off 
forming in his prick and he wanted them to come together. He felt Toby arch 
her back and her legs begin to quiver, and he knew she was close. She moved 
hard against his face, grinding her pussy against his mouth, and he thrust 
up hard into her mouth, letting his prick work its way into the opening 
depths of her throat. One hard suck, and he shot his load, hot bullets of 
sperm flying into Toby's mouth and down her throat. Toby gobbled it all, and 
almost at the same instant felt the tremendous first contraction that 
signaled her climax. The initial contraction was followed by a wave of other 
equally intense but shortet spasms, and Doug's face was bathed with hot 
cuntcream. He worked his finger in Toby's hole and felt the contractions of 
her cunt around the tip of his flying finger. 

Ron and Bonnie were only seconds behind in the completion of their 
lovemaking. Bonnie had taken all of Ron's cock in her mouth down to the root 
and now had her face practically buried in his pubic hair. Ron had drawn 
Bonnie's clit into his mouth and was sucking on it like a small lollipop. 
Both of them jerked their lower bodies in response to the other's movements 
and tried to bring themselves and their partner to the ultimate high. 

Ron felt his balls tighten with the pleasurable ache that signaled his 
ejaculation. A split-second and his cock burned ecstatically with his 
orgasm. His rigid prick convulsed wildly and spit sperm juices into Bonnie's 
mouth. Bonnie swallowed hard and continued to suck on the prick. 

Ron rolled his tongue hard over Bonnie's clit, and Bonnie climaxed. Her body 
jerked as if out of control. Her womb contracted with hard, sharp spasms, 
and cuntcream oozed from her hole and down Ron's throat. Bonnie's legs 
squeezed tightly around Ron's shoulders and held him tightly while the 
orgasm reached its peak and then crested. Bonnie continued to suck on Ron's 
organ until his prick went soft and limp like a fat, contented worm in her 
mouth. 

After indulging in the warm, sensual pleasure of their afterglows, the two 
couples decided it was time for a quick rest. Ron went out to the bar to mix 
them up a fresh batch of martinis. He was back in a matter of seconds, a 
pitcher full of the intoxicating brew and a gold bucket of ice cubes. A 
round of drinks, and the couples again became interested in the 
possibilities of their situation. 

Ron gave the game away-his prick stood up its full length and showed the 
group clearly what was on his mind. Ron smiled sheepishly and stated that he 
would like to see the two women go down on each other, if they were so 
inclined. The idea of watching two women make it excited him, Ron explained. 
Doug laughed slightly and said that he found the idea stimulating too. 

Toby decided that she would play the aggressor this time. She stretched 
Bonnie out on the bed and spread her legs wide. She settled herself between 
Bonnie's legs and took Bonnie's erect clit into her mouth. She could taste 
the warm, salty mixture of Bonnie's cuntjuices with Ron's sperm. She liked 
the taste, the best of both worlds. Remembering Bonnie's responses from the 
first time they had made love, she began to work against Bonnie's clit in 
tight circles. 

As Bonnie began to respond, she slid her tongue down the center of her 
cuntslit and slicked up her hole with saliva and cuntcream. Gently she 
probed the opening with her tongue and felt it contract slightly. Bonnie 
moaned softly and raised up her pelvic region so that Toby could enter her 
pussy more easily. 

It was obvious from Ron and Doug's heavy breathing and the size of their 
hard-ons that they found this Lesbian fuck arousing. In a matter of seconds 
the fuck became too arousing. 

Knowing Toby's likes well, Ron moved himself in behind her and positioned 
himself between her legs. He reached his hand under her until he found her 
pussy and generously greased up his hand with her cuntjuices. He took his 
slimy hand and ran it up and down his prick a couple of times until his rod 
was sufficiently greased to enter Toby's asshole easily. 

Doug decided to join in too, and he moved over toward Bonnie so that she 
could take his cock into her mouth. As he dangled the massive organ in front 
of her, Bonnie opened her mouth wide and received the hard, demanding prick. 
The prick moved rapidly into the back pocket of her throat and nestled there 
gently while Bonnie began to work her magic on the rigid member. 

Ron spread Toby's asscheeks wide and lubricated her wrinkled asshole with 
some of her own cuntcream. He stuck his finger up the hole to stretch it and 
felt the little opening swallow him up. He could feel slight contractions 
already beginning in the depths of Toby's bowels, and he knew that she was 
ready to receive him. 

He withdrew his finger quickly and watched Toby's body shudder in response. 
Again he spread her cheeks wide. He leaned forward and allowed the tip of 
his cock to press against Toby's asshole. The smaller part of the tip moved 
into the hole easily. Ron leaned forward again and felt the resistance of 
the tight muscle mass to the widest and hardest part-the corona. He moved 
himself from side to side in an effort to stretch the hole and soon felt the 
little opening respond to his efforts. 

He inched forward slightly and then thrust hard, throwing his hips almost 
directly against Toby's buttocks. His cock slipped in midway. One more swift 
gesture, and he buried his cock in to the hilt. He felt Toby stir under him. 
The idea of fucking her ass while she made. love to another woman excited 
him greatly. 

He tried to synchronize his movements with Toby's against Bonnie's cunt. 
When she went down hard against the cunt, he moved forward and jabbed his 
cock in as far as possible. When she drew up, he withdrew. As he fucked Toby 
from the rear, he watched Bonnie gave Doug a blow job. He watched Doug's 
massive prick disappear into Bonnie's mouth, and he imagined that it was 
his. The fantasy and the reality of his situation worked together to arouse 
him quickly to heights he had never known before. He felt his rod get harder 
and harder within Toby's ass. He felt like his cock was going to blow wide 
open with the fullness of his load. 

Toby moved rapidly against Bonnie's cunt, sucking and probing, licking every 
precious, sensitive inch. She tugged at the clit and then ran her tongue up 
and down the soft, fur-lined cleft. As she worked on Bonnie, Toby's ass 
burned pleasurably with the movements of Ron's prick inside her. Her bowels 
began to contract slightly and then more intensely. She was nearing her peak 
and ready to climax. She slipped her finger into Bonnie's cunt and felt her 
body jerk pleasurably in response. Bonnie arched her back and almost slammed 
her cunt against Toby's face, begging her for more, begging her to work 
faster and bring her through. 

As Bonnie moved her body against Toby's face, she sucked hard on Doug's 
prick. She liked the hardness in her mouth, imagining that it was up her 
pussy and working hard to satisfy her. She liked the idea of Doug's upcoming 
shoot-off, the taste of sperm to her being one of the joys of sexual 
culmination. She toyed with his prick, licking it in wide circles, gently 
nibbling at the tip with her teeth and lips, rolling the tip against the 
roof of her mouth. She heard Doug moan with satisfaction, and she continued 
the movements that aroused him the most. 

Ron dug his fingernails hard into Toby's buttocks. He was ready to blow, and 
his orgasm was right in the core of his prick. Two hard thrusts, and he 
exploded inside Toby's bowels. Toby felt the sperm rocketing deep into her 
and soothing her burning insides. The hot shoot-off triggered her own 
release. For only a second she paused from her efforts on Bonnie's cunt as 
her own orgasm ripped through her and almost caused her to pass out from its 
intensity. Her womb contracted in hard, deep spasms. Gobs of cuntcream 
spilled from her vagina and soaked into the bedsheets. She felt her clit 
contract and rub against the sheets with its insistent movements. 

As she regained her consciousness of the situation, Toby began to work once 
again on Bonnie's cunt. She rammed her finger into the wide hole of Bonnie's 
pussy and then worked her fingers in wide circles within the soft, moist 
walls. 

Bonnie writhed perceptibly and then Toby felt the hot cuntcream come 
flooding out of Bonnie's tunnel. Toby sucked hard on Bonnie's clitoris and 
also attempted to drink all of the woman's cuntal moisture. She withdrew 
from the clit and began to lap up the drops of cuntcream that lined the 
cleft and stuck to Bonnie's pubic hair. 

Doug released a sharp cry of pleasure and almost collapsed on top of Bonnie 
as he fired his load. Bonnie opened her throat wide and took him all in, 
resting the tip of his prick against the back of her throat while he shot 
off. After the first wave of cream, she again sucked hard on his prick, 
moving up and down the shaft rapidly. 

Doug shot another tidal wave of sperm-cream into Bonnie's mouth and rocked 
his lower body softly against her mouth, trying to prolong his pleasure 
until he had experienced it all. Bonnie sucked contentedly on his withering 
prick while she felt her own afterglow begin to cloak her brain and make her 
feel drowsy. 

Ron left his prick buried inside Toby and moved against her buttocks until 
he felt his organ go almost completely limp. He withdrew at the last 
possible instant and then lay beside Toby on the bed. 

Toby was so completely wiped out from her orgasm with Ron and Bonnie that 
she lay almost motionless between Bonnie's legs. She stretched a hand out to 
stroke Ron's balls softly in an effort to communicate to him how good he had 
made her feel. 

The group maintained this position until the need for deep sleep overcame 
them. Reluctantly they readjusted themselves to lay next to each other on 
the bed. Doug fell asleep holding Bonnie close to him while Ron lay 
stretched out beside Toby, her right breast nestled softly and securely in 
his mouth. 

 CHAPTER FOURTEEN 

Students lined the corridor and attempted to wedge their way into Toby's 
office. Registration had begun, and the freshmen needed help with their 
schedules. Toby tried to maintain her cool amidst the onslaught of students. 
Her patience was wearing thin, as she had just explained for the fifth time 
to one smiling, pleasant youth why he had to take a foreign language to meet 
his requirements for graduation. She was just about to throw her hands up in 
despair when she saw him. 

He was tall and thin, lean just the way Toby liked them. His thick blond 
hair swept gently down across his forehead. Quickly Toby adroitly checked 
his crotch and found it much to her liking. She estimated that he carried 
about an eight-inch cock. She envisioned the wild stallion between his legs 
and the thought generated sparks of desire in her cunt. She hurriedly told 
the smiling youth that the language requirement was the language requirement 
and if he didn't like it he could get himself a new adviser. 

The youth apologized for his persistent behavior and let Toby sign his card. 
As the youth backed his way out apologetically, the young man Toby so lusted 
for entered. 

His name was Tim Anderson and he was a second-semester junior. Toby noticed 
the appreciative manner in which he ran his eyes over her figure. He'd 
obviously been around. Probably a hitch in the service had given him an 
awareness of how to turn on women. Toby stared deeply into his dark-green 
eyes. 

"Let me help you with your schedule, Tim." 

"You can help me with more than that." 

"Oh?" 

"I really need some advice about this town. Like is there anything to do 
past nine o'clock?" 

"There's plenty to do if you know the area. All you need is someone to guide 
you around." 

"Got any suggestions?" 

"How about me?" 

Toby watched his face as she finished the question. His expression didn't 
change. She knew she could always pick them-the ones who had been around and 
who knew how to get what they wanted. She figured Tim would be good for at 
least three fucks a night. She'd be ready for him and more. 

"That's just great. I'd really appreciate it." 

"Okay, how about eight this evening. I live at the Oak Ridge Apartments, 
number 446. Don't be late, I'm expecting a very busy evening." 

"I'll be on time, Dr. Carson. You can always count on that." 

"Great. Now let's discuss your schedule for next semester." 

As Toby recorded the class times and stared lovingly and lustfully into 
Tim's eyes, she envisioned Tim's huge cock slipping gracefully and 
masterfully between her legs, probing the depths of her cunt and thrilling 
her to the extreme. The thought of Tim's massive cock made her aware of how 
much untested cockflesh there was to be had on this campus. She too knew 
what she wanted and how to get it. She was sure it was going to be a very 
good semester. 


THE END
