"You slept late," Jean commented as Nancy walked into the living room the next morning.
"Late?" Nancy was confused.
"Yes, late. You've been sleeping since you came home early yesterday afternoon. I checked you a couple of times but I didn't want to wake you."
"Oh, my God!" Nancy turned white and sat down.
"What's wrong?" Jean asked as she hurried to Nancy's side. "Just because you slept a long time doesn't mean anything."
"I missed two classes," Nancy moaned. "I was so damned exhausted when I came in that I forgot all about them. It's that Professor Jurgen. If I keep on going through the strain he's putting me through I'll go crazy."
"He can't be all that bad. I've seen him a couple of times, in fact, and he looks cute to me."
"We don't think the same way about those things," Nancy sobbed.
"Is it really important that you get a passing mark in his class?" Jean asked gently.
Nancy nodded. "I'm carrying such a heavy load that I don't have time for everything. One failing mark will put me below the scholarship minimum. He's threatened to fail me." She began to cry.
"Darling, don't do that," Jean begged, putting an arm around Nancy. "I'll see Jurgen for you."
"Are you sure you don't mind?" Nancy sniffed.
"Not at all," her roommate assured her. "You have a good day and try to relax. I'll tell you what happens this afternoon." Quickly gathering her books, Jean left the apartment.
Nancy sat for several minutes, her mind in a turmoil. The sound of footsteps on the stairs startled her. The footsteps came closer and Nancy realized they were a man's. He first tried the door. Only when he found it locked, did he knock.
"Who is it?" Nancy called out, apprehension growing in the pit of her stomach.
"Brad, from across the sheet," came the shouted reply.
"Jean's not here," Nancy replied quickly, her heart jolting into action. She was suddenly aware that she was alone, just the way she had been the night Uncle Jim had fucked her. A thrill surged through her like a charge of electricity.
"I don't want to see Jean, I've lost the key to my locker and I think I may have dropped it here. Can I come in and look for it?" came the request.
I can't say no, Nancy thought frantically. After all, he is Jean's friend and she's going to a lot of trouble for me.
"Look, I hate to bother you but I've got to get into my locker and I hate to bust the lock," he pleaded from outside the locked door.
"Just a minute, Brad," she called, pausing to look at herself in the mirror before she opened the door.
"Sorry if I woke you up or anything," he muttered, his eyes moving quickly over Nancy. "Jean didn't say anything about finding a key, did she?"
Nancy shook her head, unable to speak. Her eyes darted over his body. The tight t-shirt he wore showed off his muscular chest and arms. His pants were cut low and tight. Nancy could see the outline of his cock resting dormant between his legs. It was big even though it was soft.
"O.K. if I have a look around?" he asked gruffly, still eyeing Nancy speculatively.
"Go ahead," Nancy said, standing aside. She felt a hot, slippery feeling between her legs. Under her brassiere her nipples were slowly growing.
"Aren't you gonna close the door?" he asked, his eyes resting on the willing, cloth-covered hills of her breasts.
"Maybe if I helped you look we could find it quicker," Nancy said, trying to ignore his eyes as she pushed the door shut and headed for the center of the room.
"Where you wanna start?" he asked, hooking his thumbs into the front of his pants.
"How about over here by the sofa," Nancy began, so flustered she forgot what she was saying. "They could have come out of your pocket when you took…" She let the sentence trail off. In the ensuing silence she didn't dare look up. Her body shook under the savage pounding of her heart. Blood rushed to her face and to her belly. The heat of embarrassment and a male presence coiled through her loins until she felt her pussy sputtering with oil.
"My pants off?" he finished for her. "You sure were quiet, chick. Where were you? In there?" He nodded in the direction of her bedroom. "Don't you get a little tired of watching, chick?"
Nancy heard the rustle of his shirt being unbuttoned. She looked up in horror just as he tossed it off. His thick hairy chest expanded with his breathing. He flexed his muscles, pinning as she widened her eyes. "Like it?" he asked.
"Get out of here," Nancy commanded in a low whisper, unable to take her eyes off him.
"Uh, uh." The grunted refusal came from deep in his throat as his fingers began to work on the top button of his pants.
"I'll scream!" Nancy warned, her breath coming shallow and fast, her heart pounding, her body exploding into heat.
"If you didn't scream yesterday, you won't scream today. Now cut the crap and come here," he commanded.
"No!" Nancy said, a note of panic in her voice as she began to back away.
"I said come here!" he growled trough clenched teeth. One massive arm snaked out, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her hard against his chest.
"Don't. Please don't," Nancy pleaded.
"What's your heart beating so fast for?" Brad asked as he unbuttoned her blouse. "Is it because you're scared? Or is it something else? I'll bet you weren't scared yesterday when we couldn't see you. Were you? But your heart was beating the same way, wasn't it? You watched while we fucked your room mate. Didn't you? Did it get you hot? Did it make your tits get tight like they are now?" he asked, holding one tit while his other hand worked on her brassiere snap.
Nancy felt her breasts fall free and press into the hair of his naked chest. His wiry hair scratched across the sensitive nipples like sandpaper. Under the wild beating of her heart she could feel the steady, even tempo of his massive chest rising and falling. Her breathing fell into rhythm with his as she fell under his sexual domination.
"That's better. Don't let it get to you so bad. Slow it down. Let it feel good, like Jean does. Just lay back and take it, just like she does," he whispered in her ear as his hands wandered down her naked back onto the mounds of her ass. They took big handfuls of her plump buttocks, squeezing them as if he were squeezing oranges.
"Don't, oh, my God, please leave me alone," Nancy begged as her heart beat in panic once again. She could feel herself responding to his touch and knew that this was her last chance to stop before she let her pussy have its way.
"Look at me," Brad demanded roughly.
Nancy looked up into the intense light of his eyes. As they locked together in a stare his head came down, his mouth aimed for hers. She couldn't move. She felt his full, spread lips grind into hers. Her mouth flew open under the pressure. His tongue darted inside. She could feel it lashing over her own cowering tongue, urging it to lick back, to taste, lick and feel his mouth. Brad's arms closed around her like steel bands. Nancy knew she would never get free, never until he had pulled her dress up, her pants down and pushed his meat into the trembling mound that was waiting for it. As he forced his mouth tighter onto hers his strength overwhelmed her and she gave up. Throwing her arms around him she began to kiss back. Her tongue flashed between his lips, pushing his as it fought into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling their bodies lighter together. As she felt his dick pressing into her she remembered how long and thick it looked when he was shoving it into Jean.
"Dick, peter, balls, fuck!" she murmured as their mouths parted.
"Yes, baby, dick!" Brad answered, hunching into her so hard they both almost fell to the floor. "Time to go to bed and get some pussy," he whispered, picking her up and heading for her bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Nancy asked frantically as she felt her body being swept off the floor and taken across the living room to the door of her bedroom. "Not in there, no, no, no!"
Brad ignored her and kicked the door open. Her bed was unmade. The crumpled sheet showed where she had tossed and turned all night.
"You've either been fucking all night or tossing in your sleep," Brad whispered. "If it wasn't fucking, baby, it should have been. You've got a body just made for taking dick!" He lay her across the bed.
Nancy immediately pulled her arms tightly over her naked breasts.
"Looks like I got to do all the work," Brad whispered, standing to unfasten his pants.
Nancy couldn't keep her eyes off him as his fly opened and his cock came bursting out. The dark-red length of hard meat was throbbing. The purple head was bloated and already shiny with his pre-fuck juice. His balls dangled down low between his muscular thighs. He pulled his pants all the way off and stood before her naked.
"Get your skirt off," he demanded.
Nancy sat, unable to move.
"You want me to rip it off?" he threatened.
Nancy shook her head.
"Then do what I tell you," he commanded, wrapping his hands around her head.
Nancy felt herself being pulled forward. She opened her mouth to protest and kept opening it until it was wide open for his dick! Her tongue stretched out like a red welcome mat as the thick purple head worked its way between her lips. In spite of its thickness, the head felt soft inside Nancy's mouth. It was the shaft that pressed against her tongue like a steel rod. The salty taste of hot peter flooded her mouth. Nancy pulled her tongue back in and began to run it around the slit in the top. She felt a smooth film of oil milk out of his cock and coat her tongue. She swallowed hard, chewing down on his dick as she did so.
"Easy!" Brad grunted. "Don't get greedy and start biting. Put your arms around my ass and pull me to your face like you really want it!"
Nancy let her arms drop from her breasts. They pressed into his thick thighs as she pulled Brad forward, her fingers working their way around the edge of his ass, deep into the hot valley between. She couldn't take his dick down her throat. It was too big and she was too inexperienced. All she could do was play with the tip with her tongue and bury her face against his groin, smelling the musk of his body and rubbing her soft cheeks into his hair covered muscle.
"You didn't take off your skirt like I told you to," Brad reminded her as she licked at his dick. When Nancy didn't answer he pulled her hands off his ass and stepped back. His dick slid out of her mouth as she bent forward, trying to keep it between her lips.
"Get it off," he growled, standing there, his arms crossed and his legs spread. His cock and balls hung from between his legs, covered with her spit, hot with the pressure of his cum.
Nancy stood, quickly unbuttoned her skirt and pushed it off her curved hips. It fell to the floor beside his pants.
"Spread your legs," Brad commanded as he got to his knees.
Nancy did as she was told until she felt his hands grasp the cloth of her panties. She jumped when he ripped a gaping hole in the silky material.
"That's what I like to see, pussy lips hanging out a pair of silk panties," he murmured. "Feel me pull your cunt open and stretch it wide for my tongue? Feel it, baby? Feel your pussy getting stretched?"
Nancy pushed her hips forward as his fingers hooked inside her delicate slit and pulled her open.
Brad watched as the hole between her legs got bigger and bigger. The tender pink flesh of her cunt waited for him like the meat of a split. His tongue pushed out toward the spread lips.
"Oh!" Nancy moaned as she felt its tough surface thrust inside her cunt. She felt him lick slowly, like a cat working on a bowl of cream. He lashed out over the roof of her pussy and then down the left side, across the bottom and up the right side. Her hole was quivering like a bell when he pulled her onto his face and rotated his head around as his tongue scraped around and around like a spoon.
"I'm giving you head, baby, because you need it!" he whispered. "You haven't fucked for so long you've forgotten how. I'm gonna lick your pussy until you remember and then I'll give you eight inches of hot throbbing dick! I'm gonna fuck you like you won't remember being fucked. That pretty pussy of yours is gonna remember this morning, I promise you that!" He pushed her back on the bed as he finished speaking. Pulling her legs wide apart he laid his head right up between them so his chin was resting between her ass and her cunt. He blew into her spread hole, his hot breath waving the hair around it, tickling her, getting her so hot she wrapped her legs around his head, pulling his sucking mouth down to her hot wet pussy. His lips slid between her pink, clean cunt lips, pushing them aside so his tongue could lick deep inside her squirming body.
Nancy felt the live, wiggling thing go deep within her. Her legs closed tighter on his heed as her hips rolled up, smothering him in cunt. She wanted him in her, tongue, lips, teeth, mouth, nose, head, all of him! "More!" she pleaded as her ass and pussy snapped shut together in a mini-orgasm. "More, please more!"
"Good pussy, baby!" Brad panted, tearing away from the silky grip of her legs. "Sweet, tight, juicy hot pussy! I'm gonna get up in that thing so deep I'll never crawl out," he promised as he pulled her legs apart, and crawled back down to lick at her hairy snatch. His tongue pushed its way up through the fine, curly hairs to the little throbbing bud of her clit. Using just the tip of his tongue he flicked over its turgid surface, lashing it with lick after teasing lick. It throbbed and tightened, standing out in the blonde hair like a pink pearl!
Nancy dropped both legs over his shoulders and shoved her cunt up to his head. Using her hands she guided his seeking tongue. Her fingers curled in his thick hair, pulling and tugging his head up and down and from side to side in her pussy. All the while her ass twitched from side to side as she moaned and sighed and begged for him to do it to her. She felt like she was going to explode if she didn't get the pressure in her pussy released soon. It felt almost like she had to pee. Only it was a deeper, more powerful sensation. She wanted to bust wide open and explode her pussy all over his licking tongue. She wanted to gush hot juice down his throat and make him eat her hot fleshy pussy lips until there was nothing left!
"YOU want some cock, baby?" Brad growled as he broke out of her hold again. "I got some hot throbbing cock for you to have a piece of. Look. Here it is, see?" He kneeled beside the lush curves of her supine body, one hand wrapped around the hairy thickness of his throbbing cock. He squeezed it until the head was deep purple and the shaft red enough to explode. As Nancy opened her eyes, juice oozed out in a long, thick stream. Brad stuck his finger in it and rubbed it into the head of his dick until it gleamed like a big purple eggplant. Then he took his finger and stuck it into Nancy's mouth.
She felt his hard joint push through her lips and opened wide to suck on it. His juice was salty, fresh, hot and thick. Nancy sucked his finger until it was clean and then kept on sucking, refusing to let it go when he tried to take it out of her mouth.
"You like that taste, don't you, chick?" Brad asked. "I've got a lot more of that stuff you can have, right on the head of my dick. Get down there and suck it, baby. Suck it off until I tell you to stop. When I warn you, though, get your mouth off and lay still or you'll miss having my cum shot up your cunt!"
Nancy felt herself being pushed into position between his hairy legs. His muscled thighs closed around her neck, locking her into a demanding harness. She ran her tongue over his big balls as they dangled down in the crack of his ass. The taste and the smell of his sweat, his ass, his balls and his dick drove her crazy. She began to lick wildly, sopping everything in sight with her tongue. Brad let her lick his balls and then, throwing his weight back onto his shoulders, lifted his ass off the bed. Nancy's tongue followed the movement of his body. She licked past his balls, up into the hairy alley leading to his ass.
"Lick it, baby!" he grunted. "Lick my ass! Eat it good! Taste it with your tongue!" he instructed as he grasped both cheeks with his hands and pulled them apart.
Nancy pushed his ass up higher with her head, getting her mouth up to the hairy crack. Her tongue lashed into the deep valley between his spread cheeks and ran up and down until she found the little fucked hole in the middle. Then she buried her head in his flesh and pushed up and in with the tip of her pink tongue.
"Good head, chick!" Brad muttered. "Suck on my head for a while before I push in your guts." He pulled her from between his legs, away from his ass and robbed his bone-hard cock across her cheeks. Nancy blindly tried to catch the head of his rod with her mouth. She followed it across her cheeks until he let her have it. Her mouth flew open to suck the big fleshy head inside her lips. The juice was still flowing thick, coating his head and shaft with lube. Nancy went to work on that, licking it up, sucking it into her throat, eating his peter until she felt his cock start to throb.
"Ease up!" he warned her. Nancy kept on sucking, reaching her hands around his ass to pull him tighter against her mouth.
"Damn it, I said to ease up!" he shouted, pulling her away from his dick and throwing her onto her back. "If you don't stop you're gonna get my load down your throat. I know you want to eat it but I promised you I'd fuck you today and that's what I'm gonna do. All this dick is gonna ram inside your pussy and keep ramming until I turn you inside out!"
Nancy lay flat on her back, spreading her legs, holding her arms open wide to him. Her pussy was a pink gash between fuzz-covered lips. Her breasts were so pointed they looked sharp. Her blonde hair was tangled around her head, her mouth was wide open, and begging for him as her eyes stared at his naked body.
"You want it, baby?" Brad asked, sliding between her legs. "You want my dick in your pussy?"
"Fuck! Dick, cock, balls, pussy!" Nancy moaned, remembering the words Uncle Jim had taught her so many years ago.
"Yes, good hard dick!" Brad replied as he shoved his knees up under her ass and got his cockhead into position.
"Yes, oh yes, dick, dick, dick in my pussy!" Nancy moaned over and over.
"Feel it?" Brad asked, sliding his glands between her spread lips.
Nancy could feel the rounded head push inside her hot channel. Her pussy closed tight over the pulpy thickness, fitting onto the shaft, locking him inside her. She hadn't had a dick in her since she was eighteen. She wanted it so bad she began to cry. Tears poured down her cheeks as she begged for more. "In me! Please, in me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
"Baby, you do need it, don't you?" Brad muttered, watching her go into sobbing spasms. "Man, I never seen anybody do without until they had to cry for it. Especially not somebody as fuckable as you. I'd give you my dick any day!"
Nancy was too frustrated to do more than lie there waiting, sobs shaking her breasts, her pussy clutching over his turgid cockhead.
"Oh, baby, you need it! Take it! Take it all and fuck my dick!" Brad shouted as he lunged down.
Nancy felt his shaft tear deep into her body. Her cunt welcomed every hard inch with oily softness. Her body opened for him, took him in, caressed him, loved him, clutched him, and fucked him! Her legs wrapped around his back in a grip he couldn't break as her arms fastened round his neck. She twisted into his hard pelvic mound until her cunt was pushed back into its soft fleshy folds. Her ass wiggled up in hunches so powerful Brad had to throw some hard fucking to her before he got her ground back down into the bed.
"Take it, chick!" he muttered as he shoved his ass down hard, plunging his shaft down to the thick hilt into her soft flesh. His cockhead pushed through the pink, tight tissues leading to her womb. Her pussy lips flattened under his hard shoving. His balls fell into the soft hair growing thick around and under her snatch. His chest pounded into the softness of her breasts. He could feel her legs wrapping around him, hanging on with silky strength as her thighs closed, holding him inside her body. He was up high in her body, plunging deep between her legs, heading for the end of her vagina. He pounded into her, trying to force his cock in deeper.
Nancy could feel his shaft stretch her pussy lips wide apart as he pushed inside. The root of his cock pound into her clit sending spasms through her body. She waxed him inside her all the way, up to and inside her womb. Her orgasm was building; the pressure was so great she thought she would squeeze his dick off.
"In me! Deeper! In me please! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she begged, feeling him tear into her pussy again. The weight of his body on her clit was the payoff. His weight pushed it back into her own body, shoving it deep into her flesh as he ground and pushed into her, trying to get to the center of her body.
"Feel it, baby? Feel that cock?" he asked as he kept his hard ass shoving down onto her body. "Good dick! Eight fat shoving inches! Take it, honey! Take that dick! Milk it dry! Take my cum, make me shoot! Take it, fuck my dick, do it, do it, do it!" he moaned over and over as his cock was rubbed up to climax.
Nancy could feel his cock bucking and rearing inside her cunt. As Brad gave one last mighty shove she felt her own climax start.
He pushed down into her pussy and lay there grinding around, shoving his body frantically around and around as he kept his dick embedded full length inside her. His hard pelvic mound mashed into her cunt with greater and greater force until Nancy exploded. She felt the shock waves travel down her cunt, until the whole thing was grabbing around his spitting rod. The heat of his jetting cum splattered out into her womb, and its mouth caught the rhythm and began to clutch in orgasm. All down her hole, from lips to womb mouth she grabbed around his dick, holding it inside her, milking it, clutching it, feeling it shoot and jet deep inside.
Brad moaned over and over as his seed burst out hot and thick. His cock exploded and jerked again and again as he popped his nuts. He pushed dawn deep into her body and kept himself there, resting his weight on the soft cushions of her curves, warming himself in the burning heat of her silky flesh. He breathed deeply and began to pull off her body. Her arms dropped away, and her legs fell down from his back.
Brad looked down at her. Nancy's eyes were closed, her breathing slow and steady. He decided she had passed out. Quietly he slid his sticky, red, limp cock out of her pussy and began to get dressed. When he had finished he checked her again. She was still lying peacefully. Something warned him not to disturb her. Silently he left the room and went to the living room to find his shirt. As he was putting it on he spied his lost key lying on the carpet. He pocketed it, shot one last glance at Nancy's bedroom and walked out.
As the door slammed shut, Nancy rolled over onto her stomach and clutched a pillow under her desperately.
She was glad and she knew she we glad.
"I must not do that again," she told herself. "That's the second time and the last time. I'm not gong to, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!"
Having promised herself that, she felt better and got up. Just as she was heading for the bathroom the telephone rang. It was Jean.
"Well, I tried. That's about all I could do," her roommate's voice sounded over the receiver.
"What happened?" Nancy asked.
"He was peachy as hell. Told me that if I wanted to sign up for one of his courses he'd give me all the help I wanted." Jean giggled. "I think I might sign up!"
"What about me?" Nancy demanded.
"Darling, I'm afraid he wouldn't take me as a substitute. He said that if you wanted help you'd have to get it yourself. He said that if you wanted to save your grades, you'd better hurry too. In fact, he offered to give you some instructions tonight, at his apartment, at eight o'clock. Nancy, I told him you'd be there."
"I won't, I won't, I won't!" Nancy whispered to herself as she lowered the receiver without replying.