The ringing of the class belt brought Nancy back to reality. She started to rise with the rest of the class and then remembered the professor's instructions to see him after class. As the last person filed out, a feeling of panic swept over her. It wasn't helped by the sound of the professor closing the door. She sat rigidly as she heard him walk up behind her.
"I'm not going to beat you," a soft voice purred into the nape of her neck. Chills swept over her body as the warm breath caressed her skin. She waited, expecting to feel a tongue being shoved into her ear.
"I think I can do a lot to help you," the professor suggested, placing one arm around her shoulders.
"No!" Nancy almost shouted as she jumped up in a panic. Her body was betraying her. The tips of her breasts were so hard they were about to come through her brassiere. Her pussy was moving like it had a will of its own. Its full, flexible lips curled and trembled as her clit popped to the surface. She whirled to face the startled man behind her. "I don't want your help! It's just a matter of concentration!"
She pulled her notebook over her breasts like a shield forcing herself to appear cold and angry.
The professor looked at her for a minute and then shrugged. "Have it your way, then. You do know that you're close to failing my course. If you do…" again he shrugged, "…it will mean the end of your scholarship."
"You wouldn't fail me?" Nancy gasped in dismay. The scholarship was her only hope of staying in college.
"Unless your, uh, performance improves, I may be forced to." His red lips curled in sardonic amusement as he said it. His white teeth gleamed like polished ivory. The thick black beard moved like a live animal.
Nancy's eyes flashed over his body. He was stocky, his chest so thick and powerful he looked more like a weightlifter than a professor. He was young, just about the same age as Uncle Jim had been the night he had popped her cherry. Her pussy spasmed as she thought about it.
"Of course," he continued as he placed one foot on the desk in front of hers and hiked his pants up into his crotch, "I'll do everything I can to help you. If I have your full cooperation, of course."
Nancy's eyes swept over his crotch. His pants were pulled tight against his body, giving a clear impression of a thick roll of meat cradled between his legs. Nancy wondered how big it would be hard. Would it be as long and thick as Uncle Jim's? How would it feel squeezing through her pussy lips? Would he take a long time or would he…
"What's on your mind?" Professor Jurgen's voice was as smooth as cock oil. Nancy was embarrassingly aware that she had been staring at the outline of his peter. "Nothing at all," she replied as coolly as she could, "except that I am about to be late for my next class." She avoided the amused state from his black eyes as she rose to leave.
"Maybe you should think some more about failing my course," he suggested in a harder voice. "If the best looking girl in my class fails it won't be my fault!" His voice followed her out the door like a demon.
Nancy's composure snapped as soon as she was in the hall. She had to get away from that mocking voice, those piercing eyes, and those subtle hints! Instead of going to her next class she hurried, off the campus, heading for the garage apartment she shared with another student, Jean Harris.
"My God, you scared me!" Jean exclaimed as Nancy burst through the door. She jumped up from the sofa, pulling her robe loosely around her naked shoulders.
"I had to get away from that damned man!" Nancy burst out, throwing her books down.
"What damned man?" Jean asked with interest as she dropped her robe and sat naked, brushing her hair.
Nancy watched fascinated as her roommate nonchalantly tossed the black waves of hair over her shoulders. Against the lustrous sheen, the red nipples of her breasts shone like rubies on a background of black velvet.
"Shouldn't you lack the door if you're going to sit here naked?" Nancy asked uneasily. "YOU know how those two bays from across the street are always popping in and out."
"So let them," Jean replied. "This is the day of women's liberation. If I want to sit naked after my bath, I'll sit naked after my bath. You're just too uptight about men, that's your problem, Nancy. What is it you're running from now?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Professor Jurgen," Nancy replied gloomily. "He had the nerve to keep me after class and suggest that he could help me with my grades."
"So what's wrong with that?" Jean asked, continuing her brushing.
"It's the way he said it, and the way he looked at me. He doesn't want to help me, he wants to help himself. He's just like every other man in this world."
"I don't see anything wrong with that either," Jean cooed. "In fact, if I had your grades, I'd be damned grateful for it."
"Jean!" Nancy exclaimed, jumping up.
"Darling, if your precious virginity means more to you than your scholarship, that's your problem. Fortunately for me, I don't have that hang-up."
"Don't you have any hang-ups at all?" Nancy asked bitterly.
"Few," Jean replied shortly as she stretched out on the sofa, spreading her long legs. A thick tangle of fine pussy hair sprang into view. Jean lazily reached down and began to brush it. As she pulled at the tangles, her pussy lips parted until Nancy could see flashes of red, moist meat showing through.
There was the sound of feet pounding up the stairs. Nancy whirled in a panic. "Quick, someone's coming, get some clothes on!" she hissed.
"I will not," Jean shot back, still brushing her pussy hair. "If you don't want to be around when my guests arrive, you can go to your room. I didn't think you'd be home anyway," she added accusingly.
"You planned this!" Nancy said. "Jean, how could you? Who is that coming?"
"Take off your clothes if you want to stay and find out," Jean taunted, knowing she could drive Nancy from the room.
Whoever was coming up the stairs was very near the top. Nancy took one more look at the naked girl sprawled out on the sofa and fled to her room.
"How horrible!" she exclaimed, shutting the door quickly. "She planned that! Imagine warning anybody to see you naked! And the way she's using that brush. She acts like she enjoys pulling her pussy open. It's just like she's getting ready to be fucked!" Nancy sucked in her breath in dismay at having used the dirty words. She had promised herself never to use those words again. "Why can't I stop thinking those words?" she demanded, clasping her hands over her ears as if that would keep them out of her mind. Trying to compose herself, she shut both eyes and stood in self-imposed darkness and silence. She never knew when the key was turned in her door. When she did drop her hands, the first thing she heard was Jean's voice coming from the living room.
"I'm not at all embarrassed. I'm a liberated woman and I'm proud of my body. I wouldn't even care if you took your clothes off!"
"Who can she be saying that to?" Nancy whispered as she knelt by the keyhole. When she found it blacked she tried to open the door a crack. Her hands wrapped around the knob and turned slowly. Nothing happened. She tried again the other way. "I'm lacked in!" she said in a panic. "Jean has locked me up in here so she can do anything she wants without my stopping her."
"Why should I be upset because you have a hard on?" Jean's voice came through the door.
"How can she say something like that?" Nancy asked herself in a horrified whisper as she dragged a chair over so she could see through the transom.
"Of course, it's not doing anything to me. Women don't become aroused at the drop of a hat like men do," Jean was saying as Nancy peeped into the living room. She was sitting on the sofa, still naked. Her knees were pulled up under her chin and her long black hair almost hid her nakedness.
"Why are you sitting all scrunched up like that then?" Nancy heard a low male voice ask at the same time as she recognized Don Hanson, one of their student neighbors. He was standing by the sofa looking down at Jean. His bare chest hardly caught Nancy's eye as it was drawn to the rigid cock rearing its red, fleshy head from between his legs.
"You just want to see me," Jean accused.
"I thought you were liberated and proud of your body," Don shot back, his eyes glittering as he pierce through to the hidden curves and crevices of her body.
"If you're going to make such a big thing about it, go ahead and look," Jean languidly replied as she lay back. Her hair fell back over her shoulders so her milky-white breasts were exposed. The nipple ends were as tight as red cherries. She had one hand behind her head and one dropped lightly between her legs. Curly, well-brushed tendrils of hair peeked from between her fingers.
"Take your hand off your pussy," Don urged as he wrapped one thick-fingered fist around his cock.
"I can't believe it really means that much to you," Jean replied as she lifted her hand and placed it behind her head. Her breasts pulled up in tight, sweeping curves. The fat lips of her pussy were closed. The thick covering of hair was parted in the middle so the crack between them showed.
"You trying to tell me you don't feel anything?" Don asked as he moved his fist up high on his rod. As he waited for an answer he pulled his hand back down. The purple fleshy head gleamed wet and dangerous as it slid out of the confines of his palm. Jean's eyes never left it.
"Nothing at all," she managed to say, opening her legs a little so a thin, pink crack appeared in her snatch.
"You're a prick-teasing bitch," came the reply as Don walked closer, pulling the skin back from the head of his cock. "You wanted me to come over here so I would find you naked. All you're after is my dick and, you know it! Well, you're gonna get some of it now! Eat my cock, bitch! Open your mouth and suck it! I'll show you who's hot!" His hands disappeared under the black hair as he circled her neck and pulled her forward. His legs were flush with the edge of her ass and knees bent slightly as he pulled Jean's head between his legs. "Open your mouth and suck it or I'll pinch your tits off!" he threatened as he reached down and grabbed one soft, delicate breast.
Jean's mouth parted only slightly, just wide enough to give Don an opening. Using his peter as a wedge he shoved it forward, forcing her to open wide and take it. He pushed hard until inch by hairy inch his cock went in.
Jean could smell his sweat and his balls. His cockhead had penetrated so far down she couldn't breathe. Frantically she pushed, trying to get him away.
"Hold still, prick teaser!" he demanded. "My dick stays in your mouth until I decide to take it out. Understand?" He roughly held her against his hairy groin until she nodded violently.
"That's better," he growled. "You can slide it out now but not all the way out. Keep the head inside your lips. I want to feel your tongue playing with it. Lick it like you like it, baby, 'cause I know you do. I can tell by the way your tits are fired up. I can smell your pussy cooking and I'm gonna give this hot wet dick to you when you come off that crap of telling me you aren't hot!"
Just then there was the sound of fast steps coming up the stain. All three heads jerked toward the door.
"Son of a bitch," Don muttered, pushing Jean back against the sofa and reaching for his pants.
"Thank goodness! Somebody's coming. Now that horrible Don will have to leave Jean alone," Nancy whispered.
"Am I missing anything?" Don's roommate, [missing text].
"Hey man, you scared me." Don accused his buddy. "I was about to pop my rocks down this broad's throat when he heard you coming up."
"So go ahead and do it. I'd like to watch this little tease get what's coming."
"You can both get out of here," Jean hissed as she tried to cover her pussy with one hand.
Don laughed. "Hear that? She's been coming on like that ever since I got my dick out of my pants. She's been trying to tell me she ain't hot but, man, when I made her give me some head she sucked it like a pro!"
"Stop talking like that and get out of here," Jean demanded, pulling herself up from the sofa.
"No way, babe," Don replied, pushing her back down as he pulled his pants off again. "You've played games long enough. Now you can take what you got coming!" He reached behind her head and pulled Jean down toward his peter again. The tip of his dick slid across her closed lips until they were shiny with dick juice. As Jean opened bit by bit he hunched forward, shoving his peter into her mouth. He stopped before he had it all in. This time he didn't want her pulling off his cock. Instead, he got a good hold on her head and began to pump his cock through her lips, over her tongue, fucking her mouth. Planting his feet wide apart he worked his dick in slow, steady strokes, filling her mouth with the pulsating length of his peter. His hairy ass moved like a pile driver while his hands held Jean's head in place. "Suck it, baby!" he demanded. "Suck it all, I'll blow my load down your throat!"
"That chick gives good head, man," Brad drawled, pulling off his pants too. "I wonder if her pussy is as good as her mouth? Is it, baby?" he asked as he swaggered over to the sofa. Sliding up close to his buddy he pushed his dick out so it was brushing over Jean's cheek. He held it there as Jean's eyes flew open. "Look at that!" Brad boasted. "Look at that good hard peter waiting for you! One in your mouth and one outside waiting. Or do you want it up your cunt? How about it? Want this bad boy sliding up your tight little cunt?" he teased as Jean's eyes widened.
"Hey, man," Don exclaimed, "she likes that! You ought to feel her tongue working over my dick! When she saw your cock she almost sucked me all the way down her throat!"
"Push it all the way in then," Brad suggested. "Let me see you make her eat your peter!" He knelt down in front of them to watch.
"My buddy wants to see you eat it, bitch!" Don growled. "You'd better start doing some good sucking. Take it! Take it down your throat, baby!" He shoved forward harder forcing his cock deep into her throat. His peter throbbed as it pushed its way down her throat. Don didn't stop until her lips were spread tight over the thick hairy base of his peter.
"Man, I can see your cock in her throat!" Brad exclaimed as he watched intently. "Hey, can you feel this?" he asked as he reached up and stroked his finger over the bulging outline of his buddy's cockhead.
"Damn right I can feel that. How far down is it?" Don panted.
"About two inches down her throat. Man, I can see the outline of your shaft, too. That head looks like it's about to choke her. You got it wedged down so far, I don't think she can breathe. Better ease up a little."
"She ain't complaining," Don commented.
"Hell, no, she's not, she's too damn hot to know when she's choking on cock," Brad growled as he grabbed both of Jean's titties in his hands. "The nipples on these things feel like hot cherries. Man, are they tight. Tight and hot and red as hell. Man, this bitch is grooving on this scene. She digs sucking it. Don't you, baby?" he asked as he began to milk her breasts.
"She won't let me take it all the way out," Don said. "She's got the head caught between her teeth! Fantastic! Her tongue is working it over! Do it, baby! Drive it out of my mind! Lick my dick! Suck that hard meat, baby, suck it, suck it, and suck it!"
"Don't blow your load yet," Brad warned. "We can have some real fun with this babe if we take our time. She's just starting to get warmed up. Hell, we haven't even felt her pussy yet! When I throw a cock up her I'll bet she'll really go out of her mind!"
"Just talking about it is doing enough to her. She's got the tip of her tongue down my peter hole!" Don gasped. "Ride that thing, honey. Get it! Eat that hard chunk of meat!" He grasped her head tightly and shoved forward hard. "Get your teeth off it, bitch! Bit my dick and I'll kick the shit out of you! Get your teeth away and take my peter down your throat!"
"I can see it!" Brad exclaimed as the bulging outline of Don's cockhead pushed down Jean's throat again. It looked like a big, mushroom shaped Adam's apple as it moved further down. "Man, that's fantastic head!" he exclaimed, placing his hand tight against Jean smooth throat. "Feel that, Don?" He began to move his hand up and dawn, slowly jerking his friend's dick.
"Take it off, man, or I'll blow my nuts all the way down to her stomach," Don panted. "A suck job and a jack job together is wild!"
"You ought to be down here so you could see your balls draped over her chin!" Brad exclaimed. "Those thick red lips are stretched around the base of your cock like pussy lips! Man, her mouth is so wide open you could almost get two cocks in it."
"Let's try it!" Don suggested.
"Hey, man, I want some head bad but even this hot bitch can't take two," Brad replied.
"So let her suck you for a while. I want to watch her do it. I want to see her mouth stretch over your dick!" Don said as he started pulling his peter out. "Let it go, baby, let my dick out. You're gonna get another one just as good. A nice big dick full of cum to suck on. You're gonna suck it just as good as you sucked mine, aren't you?" he asked as he pulled his dick out of her mouth. Jean swallowed hard and nodded. Her eyes fastened on the slippery, red, shiny, hard meat that had just slipped out of her mouth. Lunging forward she began to inn her tongue up and down the underside, licking it dry.
"Better give it to her before she gets back down on mine," Don said, pulling away from her licking tongue.
"Get it in, baby!" Brad whispered as he pulled her head between his legs. "Suck on that peter! Take it all the way! Eat it! Make it throb! Make my cum churn to butter! Lick it, chew it, suck it, baby!"
"Push it in to the base, man!" Don exclaimed as he watched Brad hunch forward. "Look at that head! It's in her throat like a plum! I can even see her throat spasm! How does that feel, man? Better than a pussy?"
"I'm gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!" Brad panted.
"Take it out, man! Let her breathe! Don't shoot yet!" Don instructed as he watched Brad's dick start to throb inside Jean's throat.
"OOOhhhh!" Brad moaned as he pulled his dick all the way out. "Another couple of seconds and I would have dreamed down her throat! Man, when she started working her throat it was the best thing I've ever had!"
"Not so good for her though," Don said as he watched Jean gasp for breath.
"Please stop making me do this!" Jean begged.
"How about some fucking, then?" Brad asked as he pulled her off the sofa onto the floor.
"No! Both of you get out of here right this minute!" she shouted.
"No?" Don asked as he crawled up between her legs. "We'll see about that!" He roughly grabbed her above the knees, pulled her legs apart and shoved his head up into her furry snatch. His tongue sank in deep between her spread lips. After working it inside and lashing it around her cunt a couple of times he pulled up. "Man, her pussy is as juicy as a peach!" he exclaimed. "Look at that thing!" He ran his hands up her soft white inner thighs and pulled her wide apart. Her pussy split down the middle. The pink quivering flesh looked like fresh-cut watermelon. "Bitch, you are something else," he whispered, going down on her again.
"Feel this, baby! Feel me get you hot!" His mouth sucked onto her cunt like, a vacuum cleaner. Then his tongue lashed around and caressed the lips of her cunt once again. Jean's ass came off the floor as she hunched onto his tongue.
"Give it to her now, Brad, she's hot!" he instructed quickly to his friend.
"Here's some peter for you, baby," Brad whispered as he straddled her and pulled her head up to meet his dick. "You know you want it! Suck it like you need it! Work it over! Take my cock, bitch!" he demanded as he forced his dick into Jean's mouth again.
"She's fighting it, man, give her same tongue," he whispered aver his shoulder to Don.
"She'll be begging for it in a minute," Don promised as he began to lick over the outside of her pussy. His tongue worked through the fur, tickling over her pussy lips, torturing the waiting crack.
"She's gobbling it now, man, like she was starving," Brad told him.
"Man, I gotta get my dick in that!" Don moaned as he came up for air.
"DO it, man. You fuck her cunt, I'll fuck her mouth. This chick's gonna get a two-dick treat," Brad answered back as he began hunching slowly. His peter slid between the roof of Jean's mouth and the soft cushion of her tongue, throbbing as it was caressed.
"O.K., baby, here we go," Don whispered as he crawled up between her legs. Using his fingers he guided the head of his cock up to the spilt line of her pussy. He was still slippery and wet from her mouth. Her pussy lips were foamy from his cum and her own juice. Working slowly he pushed the fleshy head between the fat, soft lips. No sooner had the rounded ridge around his cockhead slipped inside than Jean's pussy lips squeezed shut.
"Oh, man, wild! Squeeze it, honey! Close that hot pussy on my dick! Ohhhh! Man, I can't believe this!" he moaned as he began to push his peter deeper into her cunt. His long, hard shaft pushed aside the clutching folds of Jean's hot slippery pussy as he slid in inch by slow inch until his hairy pelvic mound was hard against her soft cunt. He could feel the erect bud of her cunt rubbing into the hair at the base of his cock. Sucking in his breath and shoving down, he tried to crush it. Jean's arms flew up, circled Brad's ass and pulled him deep in her throat.
"Man, I don't know what you're doing down there but keep on," Brad whispered. "She's treating my peter like it was a lollipop. Her tongue is licking around my head so fast I don't know how much longer I can hold my cum back!"
"Shoot it, man!" Don groaned. "I'm gonna pump her pussy full of cream in about two more shoves. After that we can swap. I want some more of this chick's head after I get my dick wet with her pussy juice!"
"Ohhhh! Agggg! Oh, uh, uh, now, now, now!" Brad warned as he felt his peter tighten into one compact, exploding bomb. "Suck it! Cum! In your throat! Eat it! Eat it, eat it, eat it!" He didn't try to hold back any longer. Instead, he shoved his cock deep into Jean's mouth, felt her open up and take him all the way down her throat. His nuts hardened up and began to pump. His cum began to flow in jerks. Hot, thick knots rushed along until they reached his cockhead and burst forth into her spasming throat. "Swallow it, honey. Get it! Every drop!" he panted as he felt her sucking his seed down her throat. "Ohhhhh. Cum! Cum! Cum!" he moaned as he fell forward onto her face, his dick lodged so far down her throat his cum was halfway to her stomach by the time it shot out of his cock.
"Now! Now! In your pussy, bitch! Take it in your pussy!" Don began to moan behind dm. "Dick! Fuck! Meat! Pussy! Take it now! Aggggghhh!" he moaned as his nuts emptied and his dick shot load after load of hot, steaming cum into the volcano of her pussy. His ass jerked forward and down until he was buried in her hairy hole up to his balls. He kept it there while his dick jerked and spasmed, filling her full of juice. Her pussy lips stretched around the base of his dick, holding him in her. As his jism shot out he felt Jean's ass push up to get it. He lay on top, feeling her push up on his cock until he was hard again. "Hey man, you get your rocks off?" he asked Brad.
"You kidding? This cunt sucked me dry, man."
"She put a good fuck on me too, but I'm not dry. I'm hard again. Get out of the way and let's give her a taste of pussy-flavored dick!" Don said.
Carefully Brad pulled his limp, red, sucked cock out of Jean's mouth. Her lips closed around it as the head started to come out, sucking him until the last drop of his cum bubbled to the surface. Her tongue caught it and ticked it away.
"Here, bitch, take this one," Don said as he crawled up her naked body and pushed his rod between her lips again. "Take it, damn you!" he demanded as Jean tried to push him away. "Taste my cum and your pussy juice. Eat it good and I'll give you a fresh load. Use your tongue, honey, lick it off good!"
Don held his sticky cock against Jean's lips until the tip of her pink tongue darted out and began to swipe him off. "Good, baby," he groaned, "lick that pussy juice off my dick!" He pushed his hard shaft down until the flanged head was resting on her lower lip. One final drop of pearly cum oozed to the tip. As it wiggled down, Jean opened her mouth to take the sticky syrup.
"Man, this chick is still hot for cock," Brad breathed in admiration. "Watching her lick your peter has got me hot again." He rubbed one hand over his new hard-on, checking the tender flesh at the base of his glands. "Only head job I ever had where I didn't get my peter bit half off," he commented.
"If you think her head is good, shove that cock up her cunt," Don suggested as he rolled over on his back, throwing his legs around Jean. "Come on, baby," he instructed, "you've been on your back too long. Let's see what you can do on your knees. I want to see you sucking me off while you get it dog fashion." He wrapped his hand around his peter and gave it a couple of jerks.
Jean didn't move.
"Hey, prick teaser, did you hear me?" Don growled.
"Leave me alone. Oh, please, leave me alone," Jean begged.
"What do you think you invited us up here for, bitch?" Brad's brutal voice cut in. "It wasn't to leave you alone. It was to fuck you! You ever had it dog fashion? Ever have it sticking up your cunt from behind? What you do is spread your legs and push back. That way you can get it all the way in your pussy." He knelt down and grabbed her hairy cunt.
"Oh, don't!" Jean moaned, spreading her legs and shoving her ass up from the floor.
"What do you want? A dick or a fist?" Brad asked as he balled his hand up and began to push it against the swollen cunt lips. "You're still tight. A dick would fit better but if I hit you hard enough, a fist would go up your cunt too. Make up your mind."
"He means it, chick," Don warned. "When my buddy gets horny he don't take no for an answer. Especially not from a prick teaser. The way you've been grooving, we know you want it. We're not gonna leave until we give it to you, so you may as well cut the crap and do what we tell you to."
"Suck his peter down your throat again," Brad demanded as he worked two fingers into her cunt. Sliding them in and out he got them coated with her pussy juice and began to finger fuck her.
"Get up here, honey, my dick's waiting for you," Don called.
Reluctantly Jean got to her hands and knees and crawled into the center of Don's legs.
"That's it, baby, suck it a little bit more," he coaxed, pulling her head down to his red, sticky dick. "Taste that good stuff? It's cum and pussy juice! Lick it off, baby, get it in your mouth like you got Brad's cum in your throat! Come on, chick, I want to feel your tongue working me over. Get it on, baby! Get it on tight!" he groaned and pulled her head down on his peter.
"Man, her pussy is so fat it hangs down between her legs like a peach," Brad exclaimed as he reached between Jean's spread legs and felt her snatch. "Every time I squeeze it juice drips out."
"Rub it over your dick and then slap it to her," Don suggested as he watched over Jean's bobbing head. He could see Brad's eyes close in pleasure as he slid his slippery hand over his dick, coating it up with juice. "Roll her knees farther back or she'll be up too high," he suggested.
"I know, man. This ain't the first time I done it dog fashion," Brad snapped.
"Yeah, but I want to see you do it, buddy. I want to watch your face while you get your rocks off in this broad's aunt." He grinned as he locked eyes with Brad. "Came on, man, get your hand off your cock and shove it in her."
"You ought to see those pussy lips spread apart when I pull on her ass," Brad commented as he spread Jean's cheeks. "It's like her cunt was ripe and waiting for somebody to pull it open and eat it!"
"I've already done that, man. Unless you want my load too you better wait till next time to lap her. Fuck her now, Brad! Fuck that hot stuff!" he urged as he felt Jean's mouth revolving around his glands in excitement.
"Let's fuck, baby!" Brad muttered as he positioned his peter between Jean's spread cheeks. "Don't move too fast or you'll get it up the ass," he warned as Jean pushed back. His cock slid down the valley between her legs, running on a straight line between her ass hole and her cunt. Like a missile on mark his cock nosed into the channel between her puffy pussy lips. His cockhead coupled with the slit mouth of her cunt. "Good, good, good!" he panted as he got in three quick hunches. He got as close to her ass as he could and shoved forward hard, trying to bury his meat in to the hilt. He could only push it in halfway.
"Get it in," he urged as he watched Brad slamming into Jean's ass. "When you push in, this chick sucks my dick down to her tonsils! I can tell when it's getting good to her. She works on my dick like it's the one reaming out her aunt! Won't you, baby?" he whispered hoarsely to Jean's bobbing head. "You like that dick old Brad's shoving in you, don't you, baby? It's almost as good as the one you're sucking on. You're after that hot cum, aren't you, bitch? Every salty drop of that good hot cum! Go get it, honey! Suck it out, baby! Get my dick down your throat, cock sucking bitch!" he growled as he pushed her head down all the way. "Good. Oh good, good, good! Do it like that for about three more strokes and I'll pop my nuts in you again. Fill you full of that good cream! Eat me, baby!" he moaned as he spread his legs and hunched his dick past Jean's drooling lips.
"Take it, bitch!" Brad growled as he wrapped both arms around Jean's waist and shoved his body hard against hers. The cheeks of her ass fitted tight into his belly. His dick struggled to get further down her pussy. He sucked in his belly, gained a couple of inches and shoved forward again. He could feel his dick pushing in further. Jean's ass wiggled against his hips as she rolled around, trying to hunch back into his body.
"Fuck, God damn it!" Brad yelled, gritting his teeth and pulling roughly on Jean's hips. His cock stretched forward and got in a little bit more. As his hard shaft slipped into the slippery folds of her cunt, he wanted to sink it in up to his balls. The more he wanted to, the harder he hunched. The harder he hunched the more he could feel Jean pushing beck into his body. She was begging for it, trying to get every inch inside her pussy. He knew he was getting close to blowing his nuts.
"Getting close!" he warned in a gasp.
"Fuck her good," Don panted. "She's got me in her throat. Suck it, baby, suck that meat!" He wrapped his hands around Jean's head and bold her down on him. His fingers slipped inside her ears, wiggling like dicks, trying to get her hotter. His hips worked in controlled hunches, sending his peter plunging deeper into the clutching cavity of her throat. "Get it, baby! Suck it harder or my balls are gonna pop!" he groaned as his load churned around, seeking release.
"Can't get in!" came the frantic complaint from Brad. He was lying on Jean's back, his weight bearing her down to the floor. "Got to get deeper!" he panted. "Fuck me! Shove it to me, bitch!" he demanded as Jean faltered in her hunching.
"Don't push her so far down, man. She can't get to my cock if she's flat," Don warned. "Slide your knees up between her legs and squat, that'll get your dick in up to your balls."
Brad crawled off Jean, squatted on the balls of his feet and proceeded to push himself forward. Jean rose up under him as he hunched his way forward. He could feel his cock getting in deeper and deeper as he got closer and closer. He was almost directly under her, no longer doing it dog fashion but pushing his peter in like she was lying down on it. He felt his groin grind into her soft mound. Panting and sweating he reached his hands around her ass and pulled down onto his rod. They fit together at last. He ground upward, mashing her clit.
"Oh God!" Don moaned, "It's gonna shoot, pop, cum, oh, oh, oh!" He thrust his head back, closed his eyes and groaned as his seed shot out of his body. He held Jean down so she had to swallow it. The throbbing of his cock was matched by the gulping of her throat. Jean kept sucking at his cock at it shriveled up, swinging it with her tongue, working it with her teeth as Brad pounded away in her cunt.
"Now, now, get it, get it!" Brad shouted. He gave two more swift, hard hunches and then clenched Jean's body tight against his as his cock throbbed with hot juice. "Cum!" he gurgled as he shot his rocks. Jean's cunt clutched around his cum-shooting rod and held it tight. She held still for a second and then frantically began to hunch down onto his dick. The more he shot the harder she hunched until they gave one final shove and lay glued together. All three of them collapsed into a pile on the floor, panting and sweating.
"Hey, let's get out of here before this bitch decides she got raped," Don said.
He and Brad pulled on their clothes and started for the door. As they reached it, Don turned and spoke to the still form lying on the floor. "Next time you try cock teasing, think about us, baby. The next time you want some more fucking, just give us a call. That's how you women's libbers do it, isn't it?"
The door slammed and the apartment was quiet. Jean stirred, wiggled over onto her back and lay there with her legs spread, a smile on her face.
Nancy watched in shocked horror until Brad and Don left. "Two of them!" she whispered to herself. "Both of them did it to her at the same time!" She wrapped her arms around herself and hugged tight. That feeling of pins on her breasts sent a warm glow over her body. She closed her eyes end imagined Uncle. As she fought with that image it slowly turned into Professor Jurgen. "No!" she told herself in horror. "I won't do it! That's what he wants and I'm not going to! I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!"