Nancy clutched her purse tight against her tits as she stood in front of Professor Jurgen's apartment. Biting her lips in an effort to keep them from trembling, she reached one finger toward the doorbell. She almost jumped as she heard the bell ring inside. She took a deep breath and immediately let it out as she felt her breasts tingle. The door opened. Nancy stood in a shaft of soft, golden light. Low, sweet music was playing somewhere in the background.
"Hello, Nancy." Jurgen's voice was soft and deep. There was an unmistakable air of satisfaction running through it.
"I hope I'm not late," she replied nervously.
"Right on time," he assured her. "Came in."
Nancy stepped hurriedly through the door, drawing her arms close to her sides as she passed the professor's stocky figure. He made no move to brush into her, but nevertheless she was aware of his body. In some mysterious way, her flesh seemed to sense the heat radiating from him. She felt a sudden glow wash over her skin as her body responded against her will.
Heat concentrated in the furry bundle between her legs as she walked into the strange apartment. At the sound of the door closing behind her, Nancy felt her pussy swell.
"We've been waiting for you." The words sent a jolt of terror mixed with hope racing through Nancy's mind.
"Someone else is here?" she asked quickly.
"Yes. Someone else having a problem." The voice came from behind her, sending goose-bumps over her neck and shoulders.
"A problem?" Nancy asked as she thought about the problem she was having with her body. Her breasts were itching around the nipples. Her furry cunt was generating more heat as the swollen lips rubbed together.
"The same kind of problem you have," Jurgen whispered as Nancy felt his hands on her shoulders. "Let me take your wrap."
"Hi," a familiar voice greeted Nancy as she stood poised in the door to the living room. As she recognized the third person, a knot of tension form ad between her stomach and her pussy.
"You know Don, don't you?" the professor asked easily as he took her by the arm and into the room. "He's having the same kind of problem with his grades that you're having, so I asked him to come over tonight, too. I hope you don't mind."
Nancy felt a wave of relief rush through her mind. Further down, she wasn't so glad. Her body seemed to melt, to deflate. Her breasts lost their tingle, and her cunt closed up tight under its forest of hair.
"I don't believe we've been introduced, but I've seen you around. I think you know my roommate better than you know me." As soon as she said it, Nancy blushed.
A wide grin broke over Don's face. "Yeah, I know Jean pretty good," he replied, slipping one hand down over his crotch as if the memory gave him a hard-on.
Nancy felt an answering sensation buckle the walls of hot cunt as she remembered how he had looked naked, shoving his dick down Jean's throat. Her eyes flicked down to his crotch as he pulled his hand away. There was an unmistakable outline of a dick running down his left leg.
"Well, shall we get started?" the professor asked as he motioned Nancy to the sofa. As soon as she was seated, he began a lecture much the same as the ones he gave in class. Nancy tried to take notes but found her attention wandering to Jurgen. He was standing as he talked, walking back and forth. His coat and tie were off. His massive chest bulged under his shirt. A curly patch of black hair that matched his beard grew wild and luxurious at the base of his throat. Pausing, he stood directly in front of Nancy. His legs spread wide, he showed off his muscular thighs. As the pants pulled tight over his crotch, the outline of his cock bulged outward.
Nancy's eyes flicked up again and again as he paused to stand in front of her. Aware of what she was doing but unable to stop, she tried to keep her mind busy as she wrote down his words. It was a failure. All she could think about was the need she had for his dick. She hated herself for being so weak, but she couldn't control the tremors that ran through her cunt. She wished he would end the lecture. It wasn't doing any more good than the ones in class.
Thank God Don is here, she thought to herself as she darted a quick look over to where he sat. She caught him staring at her. His gaze was direct and intense. One hand was resting between his legs. As she watched, he deliberately rubbed it over his dick, giving her a look at its long, hard outline. Nancy felt a double jolt hit her. The professor stopped directly in front of her again. His legs were spread, and the outline of his dick was obvious, too. Through his legs, she had a view of Don as he sat stroking the rod hidden in his pants! Nancy dropped her eyes back to her notebook as her cheeks burned bright red. She didn't look up again but kept her head bowed until the lecture ended.
"I hope you'll let me give you the help you need, Nancy," Professor Jurgen almost whispered as he was helping her into her sweater.
"Thank you, you've been very helpful," Nancy managed to reply.
"How about another session tomorrow night?" he asked. Nancy was aware of his hand lingering on her shoulder, squeezing the soft pads of flesh with his thick, strong fingers.
"Let me digest these notes first," Nancy protested as she started quickly for the door.
"Give you a ride back to your place?" Don offered before she could escape.
"No thanks, it's just right for walking," she replied hurriedly.
"Nancy, I'd feel better about it if you let Don drop you."
"It's really not necessary," she almost begged.
"Nevertheless, I'd feel better if you were in safe hands," he insisted, giving her a little shove toward the waiting Don.
Without protesting more, Nancy hurried down the walk and got into Don's big old car. Her ass sank down comfortably into the broad, soft seat as soon as she got in. The comfort scared her. It was too much like abed.
Don was quiet as he got in, started the engine and headed out. After a while, he turned on the heater until the interior was warm and cozy.
"You just missed the turn." Nancy managed to keep the tremor out of her voice as he sped past her street. When he didn't reply, she jerked her head around to look at him. The dash lights showed his square-cut jaw, set in determination. His eyes were glued to the road, ignoring her. His hands gripped the steering wheel as he guided the old sedan to the outskirts of town. As they reached the open road, he sped up, and Nancy felt a thrill zap through her as speed, darkness and a feeling of helplessness bubbled together.
"Don, where are you taking me?" she demanded, looking at him again.
He still didn't reply. His eyes were busy following the curve of the road as it entered the dark confines of a forest.
Nancy darted a look between his legs. His cock was hard again! She could see its long outline crawling up his belly. As if he sensed her looking at it, Don took one hand off the steering wheel and began to fumble with his belt and zipper.
"What are you doing?" Nancy demanded, trying to keep her voice firm.
Again there was no reply, only the sound of his zipper going down.
"Stop and let me out," Nancy demanded.
Her eyes raced back to his crotch just as the thick, purple head burst out. She was silent as he pulled his pants open, freeing the powerful shaft! When his peter was fully exposed, Don grabbed it with one hand and gave it a squeeze, then reached toward Nancy.
She could feel the slippery coating of cock juice on his palm as his hand closed over hers.
"Don't do that!" she almost shouted. "Leave me alone. Either take me back to town or let me out."
"You want my dick," he said with such an air of assurance that Nancy was stunned.
"How can you say something like that? What do you think I am?" she said, almost in team. She knew he was right. Her body was trembling, her heart was racing, and her pussy was hot and slippery.
"I saw you watching Jurgen's dick," he said, grinning at her with a knowing air.
"I did no such thing!" she yelled. "Stop and let me out! I'll have you expelled for this."
"Put your hand on my peter, chick," he demanded, pulling her hand toward his throbbing tool.
"No! Leave me alone! Please, please, please!" she begged as she struggled against his grip. She couldn't break it. Slowly, he pulled her hand toward the throbbing head of his big cock. "Don, don't! Please, please, please," she whimpered as she felt her pussy growing hotter and wetter. Her breasts were driving her crazy. The ache in her nipples increased as he forced her hand closer and closer.
"Feel my dick! Rub it up. Find out what a good piece of meat I'm gonna give you," he whispered, darting a smile at her.
"No! Please, no, no, no!" she begged.
"You know you want it, baby. You want every throbbing inch. You want that big, fat, slippery cock in your mouth. You want to lick it off and get my fuck juice down your throat! Go on, touch it."
"You don't know what you're saying. Turn around, Don… please! I won't ever tell anyone. We'll just forget it happened. Please?" she begged desperately as she felt her resistance weakening. She was almost ready to stop fighting him. Her fingers were poised to wrap around the thick, hard tool when she felt the car slow. His hand dropped from hers and returned to the steering wheel.
Nancy let out a sigh of relief, thankful that she had won. She was safe. She wasn't going to give in to him.
Don pulled into a small road.
"You can turn around here, and we'll be back in town in just a few minutes," Nancy encouraged.
They didn't stop. The car crept deeper and deeper into the woods. Then it stopped. He turned off the engine. Nancy sat in terror.
"No. No, you can't," she panted as she felt his hand wrap over hers again.
"Yes I can," he whispered, pulling closer to her.
"I won't. I won't do that," she whispered.
"You like dick. You're hungry for dick. You like cock in your mouth and your cunt, and you're going to get it!"
"Please!" Nancy begged, knowing that she couldn't escape.
"Please what? Fuck you?" he asked, wrapping his other arm around her as he forced her hand onto the head of his cock.
Nancy felt the hot, fleshy head buck against her tender palm. Slowly, her fingers started to close around it.
"I'm not," she declared through clenched teeth, making one last stand.
"Yes you are, bitch!" he growled. "You did it this morning with Brad, and you're gonna do it now with me!"
"Did he say that?" Nancy demanded, horrified. "Yeah. He told me how he figured out you'd been watching when we gave Jean a good fucking. He said you were so ht you cried when he stuck his peter in you. I don't care if you cry or not, you're gonna get my dick! I'm gonna fuck you till your cunt can't take any more. You got that? You understand what I'm gonna do to you? We're gonna fuck, baby, right after you suck my peter," he growled.
Nancy felt her body melt. There was a lush hotness extending from her belly down to the fat, swollen lips of her cunt. Only her cunt and her tit tips were hard. They were so sensitive with swollen tissues and raw nerve ends, they felt as if they would explode! She felt her fingers wrap around Don's cock. The hot flesh throbbed under her touch. The thick steams of fuck oil running down the hard, circular organ made her palm slippery. As the hot, meaty cock throbbed a second time, Nancy greedily squeezed it. Her hand jacked up and down, pulling the flexible outer covering over the hard core.
"Yeah, baby, do it. Get on that rod," Don breathed, heaving a sigh of pleasure as he relaxed against the seat. He spread his legs so Nancy could get between them. "I know you want that dick, baby. Get down on it and take it in your mouth," he whispered, placing a hand behind her head and pushing her down toward the throbbing, thick hardness growing out of his hairy groin. "Suck it!" he whispered in her ear as he kept forcing her head down.
Nancy felt herself sliding across the seat until she slipped off onto the floor. Don's hands pulled her around into position between his legs. As he pulled her forward she felt his slippery hot glands brush over her cheek. Nancy smelled the hair and the sweat of his crotch. The male odor triggered her into heat. The slippery hot tissues of her cunt clutched into knots. She spread her legs and sprawled forward. She felt Don's knees press into her pulpy tits. She let out a soft moan as her head bent forward. Her mouth opened. The full, beautiful lips pulled back as if she were going to get a kiss. Don's hands clasped around her neck, guiding her down. Slowly she sank until the head of his hot, hard cock brushed against her lips. Instantly her mouth opened wide. At the same instant Don pulled her down, sliding his peter deep inside. Nancy felt his salty flesh brush over her tongue. His big cock filled her mouth. The thick peter oil bubbled out of his cockhead into her taste buds. The salty taste made her swallow until her mouth and throat were coated with a thick film of clear fuck oil.
"Oh baby, give me some head!" Don moaned as he twisted his hips back and forth, making his dick revolves in her mouth.
Nancy felt his throbbing pole brush over the inside of her checks, making them bulge out. Her tongue land over the inside, flicking at the thick cum tube, working over the tight scar where his foreskin had been cut away.
"Fuck it, tongue it, suck it! Get it good, chick. Get my dick! Get my meat, take it down your hot throat!" Don instructed as he centered its cock in the center of Nancy's mouth and slowly pulled her head forward and down.
She felt the fleshy head pushing back over her tongue going further and further toward the back of her mouth. Nancy took a deep breath and let Don push his cock into her tight throat! It was like swimming underwater. She held her breath and dived deeper, taking his rod all the way in until her head was tight against his crotch.
"Oh, suck me off!" Don groaned as he rotated his hips so his dick would twist in her throat. His hands held her tight against his crotch as he hunched his meat into her.
Nancy wanted to keep his dick in her. She liked the feel of the long big-headed pole inside her mouth and his groin hunching against her face. She wrapped both hands around his hips and pulled herself tight against him, letting him fuck in her mouth. She felt his strong leg muscles catch her tight in their grasp. They rocked back and forth until she began to gag for breath. Slowly, reluctantly, Don let her go. Nancy let her head slide up until the tip of his dick disappeared from her throat. She sucked in air through her nose, keeping his peter lodged in her mouth. Her tongue lashed over it, licking, tasting, coiling, cuddling, sucking.
"Get naked, babe," Don ordered. "I want to feel your tits against my legs while you take me in your mouth. You give good head. I almost shot my cum down your throat. Did you feel it? Did you feel my peter starting to throb and get bigger and tighter? Man it was close. So close my balls hurt. Unfasten my pants and nab them for me."
Nancy stayed on the floor, not thinking, not protesting, and not complaining. What she was doing she liked, and as long as she was forced into it, she could relax and do it. They were isolated in a forest on a dark night. She had to do what he made her do! Her hands obediently began to work on his belt buckle. As it loosened Don lifted his ass up and let Nancy pull his pants down over his hairy ass.
"Take it all the way off, chick," he instructed. "Get my shoes off too and strip me down."
Nancy worked quickly, ripping off his loafers and pulling his pants down over his muscular thighs and calves. Her hands tickled over the thick curly mat of hair that covered his legs until her fingers found their way to his sweaty balls. They lay in a loose sac, stuck to the sides of his sweaty thighs. Carefully she pulled them away from his legs so they could dangle down toward the seat. Cuddling them in her hand she began to gently tug and squeeze on them.
"That's better. That feels good. You sure know a lot about balls, chick. You know how to ball too, or at least you're doing good so far. Let's see how good you do the rest of the way. Hold up your arms, I want that sweater off you," he instructed as he leaned down and began to pull her sweater up over her body.
Nancy felt the soft wool tickle its way over her sensitive skin. As it was pulled over her breasts, they were lifted by the tug until she moaned with pleasure.
"That's better. Cuddle up between my legs now, and I'll keep you warm," Don whispered as his mm worked on her bra strap.
As it came undone, Nancy felt the heavy weight of her fail breasts flow down her body until they were hanging loose and free.
"Oh man, feel those tits," Don whispered as he cupped them in his hands and pushed his fingers deep into their soft, silky flesh. "Beautiful tits, tips as hard as my dick." He caught the ends between his thumb and forefinger and began to squeeze.
"Oh," Nancy moaned, throwing her head back, and moving her body between the grip of his thighs. Her breasts lifted up high, settling into his hands, begging to be rubbed and felt.
"That's it, baby, groove on it. Get it on," Don hissed as he felt her twisting between his lop. He increased the pressure on her nipples, squeezing them.
Nancy could feel the hard, pulsating ends being crushed like berries until the soft flow of pain began to vibrate through the tender flesh.
"No," she pleaded, grasping Don around the waist and laying her head down on his cock.
"Getting too much for you?" he asked. "I'll stop if you'll make me feel good. Get my dick between your titties and rub it!"
Nancy sank lower onto his body as she felt his hands caressing over her naked back. Her cheek came to rest on the hairy, tight, hard muscles of his belly while her breasts sank onto either side of his body.
"Lie there, I'll do it," Don whispered as she clutched desperately onto his hard, strong body.
Nancy felt his hands move in from the side, pushing her breasts toward the center until his dick was cushioned in their soft clutch. He didn't stop until the tips of both breasts were pressing into the head of his peter. A soft oil worked over them as his body hunched into the valley between her tits. The tips of her breasts and the tip of his cock scraped against one another, sending chills of pleasure through both their bodies. The tight pressure of his hands holding her breasts in place and the insistent shoving of his cockhead against her tit tips had Nancy moaning and clutching helplessly to Don's naked body.
"All right, man!" Don exclaimed. "All fucking right! I could fuck your tithes all night! I could rub my dick between them till I shoot my cum in your mouth! Chick, you got too much to offer. I wish to hell we were in a bed, but if we had been, we wouldn't have played this little game, would we? Now it's time to play something else. Crawl over the seat and get in back. I'll pull your skirt off while you're doing it. Keep your panties on. I'll take care of them when I get back there with you."
Nancy felt herself being pulled up from her kneeling position. When she was on the seat, Don snuggled under her, running his tongue up her naked belly and straight into the valley between her breasts. She could feel his tongue slurping up the pool of cock juice he had left there. Then she exploded into exquisite agony as his teeth bit into the nipple end of her breasts! She felt Don's mouth suck onto the hot mounds of flesh as if he were going to nurse on her. His teeth bit in, trying to get a tight hold on her while his rough tongue lashed over the tight aces of her nipples.
"Get in the back seat before I turn," he warned, dipping his head free of her breasts and working on her skirt. As Nancy slid over the seat, she felt her skirt pull off her hips a if she were shedding it like a skin. She half fell, half crawled onto the luxurious, wide, long seat, feeling suddenly aid. She didn't feel right, no sooner had she stretched out on her back than she felt his naked weight settle onto her. She melted in his warmth, pulling him close, spreading her leg so he was nestled between them. She could feel the hardness of his cock pushing into the mound of her pussy. Only the delicate silk of her panties kept him from sliding it inside her body.
"Pull your leg up," he instructed when they were both warmed up.
As he knelt between her legs, Nancy lifted them, giving him room to pull the panties over her sweet young ass. She felt them being pulled off faster and she was free! She stretched her legs wide, throwing them into the air. Don pushed his head between her silky thighs, nuzzled through the tight aids on her pussy and opened his mouth wide.
"Ah." Nancy moaned as she felt his mouth close over her pussy. Tic took the whole thing inside. His teeth sank into the fleshy lips as his tongue stuck in her cunt up to its roots. He sucked onto her like a leech, eating her cunt until Nancy was trembling and moaning and twisting her sup to his face. Her legs closed over his head, trapping him tight against her body. She felt bin rough tongue sanding over the throbbing bud of her clit until she was about to climax in his mouth.
"Feed my dick!" he suddenly demanded, pulling any from the silken trap of her thighs. "Put your hand on it, chick, feel what you're about to eat!"
He seized Nancy's hand and brought it down to the hard eight inches of meat between his legs.
Nancy clutched his dick, trying to draw it down between her legs. Her ass wiggled up higher as she positioned herself for the stroke that would put the swollen, meaty shaft up to its roots in her pussy. Her breasts, cunt and ass were throbbing with tension. She could feel the fat, juicy lips of her cunt spring wide open. Her hand worked up and down the shaft of his dick.
"Please, please, please." Nancy pleaded.
"Please what?" he demanded.
"Give it to me," Nancy begged, wrapping her hands around his back and trying to swing up onto his cock.
"Give what to you?" Don teased as he rubbed his cockhead over the delicate flesh of her inner thighs, leaving a trail of juice.
"Give me your dick! Stick it in me! Please do it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Do it, do it, do it to me please, now, now, now!" Nancy begged as she felt his cockhead push into the hair around her slippery hole.
"Take my dick," he growled. "Lie still and let me do it. Lie still damn it!"
Nancy stopped moving and lay quietly back on the seat. She kept her eyes closed and her legs spread. Remembering his command, she kept her ass flat against the seat but her head tossed from side to side as she felt her body being forced open by his hard cock. She felt it sink into her flesh, pushing at the walls other cunt burying itself in the hot bubbly juice of her pussy. She could hear it slurping its way in, bathing in her pussy oil, getting ready to ram down hard and long.
"Oh, man, baby, good pussy!" Don groaned as he kept pushing his peter in. He was closer and closer to the base. Their bodies were almost touching. His body hair tickled over Nancy's tender skin. His breath came in pants. Sweat was dripping off his forehead and from under his arms. As he shoved the last inch into her, he let out a sigh of relief and twisted his groin around on the soft lips of her pussy. Then he settled on her body and pushed hard between her legs.
Nancy felt his eight-inch rod throbbing in her cunt. With each jerk of the hard pole, her pussy walls squeezed tightly around it, holding it in a silky smooth trap. As Don's weight settled between her legs she felt her cunt being crushed.
"Oh, please do it! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she finally pleaded when she couldn't take his weight any longer.
"I told you I'd have you begging for it, didn't I, chick?" he growled, pushing his ass up high, getting his cock into position for the down stroke. "Now you can take it. Get that stuff, baby, get that hot meat!" He thrust downward violently, his cock traveling like a red-hot rod through a tub of butter.
Nancy felt him throwing his meat into her with the same skill that she had seen when he was screwing Jean. Her pussy got hot under his constant attack. Her cunt boiled with juice and heat, and her clit was rubbed up to climax. Deep in her body, only inches away from the tip of his dick, her womb was starting to spasm.
"In, in, in me!" Nancy moaned. She was full of dick, stuffed with meat from her cunt-lips to her womb. Her ass quivered with sensation as if it was full of dick too. She felt his peter tighten into an iron weapon. She knew it signaled the end of his control, and in a few more strokes she'd feel his cum jetting out and flooding into her body. "Please, don't, don't, don't! Slow, slow!" she warned.
Instantly, Don stopped. "Hold on, don't move or I'll shoot!" he warned.
They lay panting for a moment and then he got control of himself again.
"You close?" he asked after he had caught his breath.
"Yes, oh yes, yes, yes, but I need some more. Please give it to me slow!" she begged.
"Yeah, I keep forgetting you just got your cunt reamed out this morning," he muttered. "Too bad Brad isn't along, then he could shove a load down your throat or up your ass while your cunt gets it!"
Don rammed his dick faster and faster into her pussy, getting his balls so flail of cum they ached. He began to moan as he felt his cum bubbling up. "Gonna, gonna, oh, oh, oh FUCK!" he shouted as he slammed his body into hers and lay there quivering, sending stream after stream of hot cum deep into her tender tight cunt. He jerked all over and then lay on top of Nancy, letting her get it off on his still-hard cock.
She felt his load jet out and burn its way through her pussy. His cockhead squeezed tight, throwing it out in thick, fast jerks. It went up into her pussy and ate into the throbbing walls until they were squishy with his juice. Then Nancy felt her own orgasm reach the top. Her cunt and womb and ass squeezed tight, clutching along the quivering eight inches of his dick as her body exploded.
"Oh!" she screamed as she felt herself explode. "Fuck!" Her hands fastened around Don's back as she felt the final throbbing of his cock pour another load into her juicy hot hole. She exploded and collapsed, not unconscious, but exhausted from the workout and the climax.
"Good fucking, baby. Good head, good everything," Don murmured as he lay resting on top of her.
Oh my God, I did it again! I did it again! Why, why, why? Nancy began to moan to herself over and over.
"Chick, we'll get it on together. All of us, you, Jean, Brad and me. It can be really good that way. Wait until you try it once."
No, no, no! Nancy screamed to herself. I won't, I won't.