Tom Blanchard was president of the college student body. He was an ambitious young man. Irk liked to keep his fingers on the pulse of what was going cm around him. He made friends easily, and he worked at maintaining those friendships. There would be times in his ambitious future, he knew, when he would need all the friends he could muster. Tom intended to go into politics.
It wasn't always ambition that motivated his interest, in his fellow students. His interest in Annie Tate, for instance, was founded purely in lust. Every time he saw those big firm tits bouncing in his direction… every time those sparkling brown eyes smiled at him… Tom's cock throbbed to attention. Tom knew that Annie was no cock-tease. What she promised, she made good on… and no strings attached.
He knew Annie was married to a man more than twenty years older than she. He could understand where Annie might want a little on the side.
He himself was engaged to the daughter of a state senator. His fiancee was holding out for marriage. The most he ever got out of her was a quick feel in a dark movie house. So everything Tom got, he had to get on the side.
Which made him and Annie perfect for each other. They didn't spend a lot of time together, but the time they did spend was hot and intense.
Tom emerged quickly from the office of the student council when he saw Annie's familiar bounce as she headed across campus. "Hey, Annie!"
She turned and waved and started to bounce in his direction. She was wearing her usual thin T-shirt, over her lush tits. The sight of their unrestrained movement made Tom's cock groan to half-erection. As she came closer, he could see her nipples poking through the material.
"HI, Annie. Got a few minutes?" Then, just as if there were someone listening, he provided himself with a cover. "I want to talk to you about helping to organize the Renaissance carnival." Tom was getting into the habit of politics early. "Oh, sure." Annie followed him easily into the student union building and down the stain to the basement, where the offices of the college paper were located. There was no one downstairs at this hour, and Annie knew exactly what was on Tom's mind. That was fine with her.
Though she loved Tate very much and enjoyed all the wonderful sex they had together, Annie could not bring herself to shut herself off to other men at such a tender age. She had started screwing when she was fourteen and, as far as Annie was concerned, she was just now whetting her appetite.
She liked to screw men she liked. Though she quite honestly could not see where that would hurt her relationship with Tate, she suspected that Tate would not approve. So she did not tell him.
Things worked fine the way they were. She was happy. And Tate was happy. And wasn't that what marriage was all about!
As soon as they were down the stairs, Tom grabbed her by the arm and pulled her under the stairs. His mouth searched hungrily for hers. His hand pulled her T-shirt out of her jeans and slipped up underneath. It fondled the smooth curves of her soft fleshy tits. To his pleasure, her nipples grew hard. They pressed into his palm. Tom's cock was already hard as a rock.
"Mmmmmmmm…" Annie's tongue dueled fiercely with Tom's. She yielded her young tits into his groping hand with lusty abandon. She could feel the juices lubricating her twat. Her hips began to wriggle, driving her cunt against his groin. Annie wasn't the kind of girl who needed a lot of warming up. When she was ready, she was ready!
Tom's mouth worked its way over her face, kissing her eyelids, her cheeks, her chin. He scarcely realized what he was doing. His thoughts were with his hand, and with the resilient feel of her big breasts. "Oh baby… I'm so glad I spotted you out there! I've been thinking about you all morning!"
Annie had been thinking about Tate all the morning, and about the wonderful screw they had shared before she had to leave for school. But she was finding it easy now to refocus her attention. She could feel the pressure of Tom's swollen erection straining against her belly. Boldly, she reached for his fly and pulled down his zipper.
The cool wash of air on his sensitized cock brought Tom back to his senses. "Hey, beautiful, if we're going to keep this up, we'd better find some place more private. I can't afford to be caught with my cock hanging out, it sure feels good thought."
Annie was impatient for the pleasure of that thick pulsing cock. She held it firmly in her grasp and looked challengingly up at Tom. "Okay, whatever you say… but let's do it… quick!"
He dragged her by his cock back to an unmarked locked door. He unlocked the door quickly and pulled her in after him. He closed the door and pulled the string of an overload light. They were in a closet. A large closet, full of paper supplies in the newspaper. There was just barely enough room for them to take one pace in either direction. But that didn't bother Tom… or Annie.
The passion they had demonstrated under the stirs seemed pale in comparison to what bunt from them now. Their hands knew no bounds. They grappled impatiently with one another's clothes until finally, in desperation, they took their hands from one another's bodies long enough to remove their own garments.
They stood naked, staring at each other. He, long and lean. She rounded richly in ail the right places. Her pink nipples poking out at him. Her blonde pussy-hair beckoning bun to enter into the jungle…
Of one accord, they reached out to grab. She took hold of his long hard cock and began to stroke it. He clutched a tit in one hand and investigated the damp burrow of her cunt with the other.
"Hhhnnnhhh…" she sighed as she ground her pussy down onto his invading finger. Her hips went round and round in her belly dancing rhythm, asking for more. He gave her another finger, and fingerfucked her faster. Her hand moved back and forth along his stiff cock to the same rhythm established in her wet cunt.
Tom knew his way around this closet. With his foot, he pulled out a small stool that was under a bottom shelf. He helped Annie up onto it. At this height, her pussy was raised just enough to make the perfect angle for his cock. He burrowed his cock in between her thighs, through the kinky jungle, along the slick wet path.
His cock-tip found the opening to her juicy pussy and slipped right on up inside. His cock kept on going, until it found the far reaches of her cunt. He pulled back, until only his cock-head was still in her warm hole. Then he shoved it up into her again. And again. And again.
"Oooooohhh… Tommmmm…" Her voice sounded loud and desperate. Tom whispered to her to keep it down, and she did the best she could. But Annie was not in the best position for controlling her emotions. Her guts told her to moan, and moan she did. She managed to keep the volume down to a dull shriek.
"Uuuuhhh, Annie! Your pussy feels so hot and wet… uuuhh, Jee-zuz-z-z! You're so fucking sexy, Annie! You know… it's hard to believe sometimes that you're only nineteen…"
"Oohhh… you're forgetting, Tommy… I've had the best instruction."
He wasn't sure if he liked that remark. It seemed indelicate, somehow, to allude to husbands and other lovers at a time like this. But his annoyance quickly fled. It was swept away by the heated clasp of her talented pussy-muscles as they sucked his cock deep up inside, time after time after time… It was hard to be mad at a woman who had his cock up in her snatch, and who was showing it such a good time.
Annie closed her eyes tight and tensed all the muscles in her face. She thrust her ass back into Tom's hands on the back stroke, lunged her pussy down onto his cock on her forward glide. Through her mind floated lewd images of the perversion of what they were doing. Right above their heads right now, one floor up, other students were talking and drinking coffee and reading. They knew nothing of the lively coupling taking place practically under their noses, in the midst of a serious school day.
Surprise encounters like this one were what made school so exciting for Annie. Sure, she enjoyed her courses. She liked to learn new things. But it was more fun to learn from experience than from a book or a lecture. What she and Tom were doing right now was the nitty-gritty of life. It was where the action was. Annie could not prevent her adventurous soul from following where excitement lay.
She had several lovers scattered across the campus. Boys, or men, that she saw from time to time. They all enjoyed lurid escapades as much as she did. There was scarcely an isolated corner, a locked door, on campus that Annie didn't know about.
Sometimes it was all Annie could do to keep a straight face when Tate asked her what she had learned in school today. She would have loved to tell him, but wisdom told her not to. She spread her thighs wide on the little stool and squatted down onto his cock. She was getting it deep. Each forward thrust made her knees want to buckle. She clutched fiercely at Tom's arms. He and his stiff cock were all that kept her on her feet. "Oh Tom… Your cock's getting into me far-r-r! Mmmmmm, I love it! Do it to me! Screw meee!"
Tom was only too happy to oblige. His cock was so hard, it was aching. His loins surged relentlessly upward, forcing his cock deep into her hot hole. Each moan he forced from her lips made his cock that much harder. Toni felt almost as if he was overloaded. He couldn't imagine being any more excited than he was at each successive instant. Yet he kept climbing higher and higher.
He screwed her harder, faster. His teeth bit at his lips, trying to eke out another ounce of strength and, endurance. He could feel her pussy-walls tugging at him, frying to milk the juices out of him. He wanted to give them to her, but there was no time. He still had miles to go… won up, on up…
A lusty glow lit up Annie's features. Her body started to shake. Her voice grew husky, desperate. "Uuuuuhhh… ooooohhh yeah… I'm… oh, I'm… cummmminh-h-h!" She breathed hard as his cock continued to pound up into her. Her orgasm had taken away the last of her strength. She couldn't keep it up this way any longer.
Impulsively, she grabbed hold of a lewd idea. She broke free of his grasp and fell to her knees on the little stool. Her mouth groped for his cock. She took it deep into her throat. Greedily, she licked up the hot juices of her excitement. She submitted willingly as Tom gripped her head and held it while he wildly screwed her mouth.
Tom knew Annie was a sexy woman, but she was outdoing herself at this time. The blonde had given his libido a zesty jolt by replacing her cunt with her mouth on his aching hard member. The thought of her baby mouth licking the juices of their screwing from his cock made him quiver. The sight of her energetic greed made him grunt in mounting abandon. He began to relax. He knew now that his orgasm was waiting safely around the corner. She had given him just the right nudge to take him there.
Grinning salaciously, he rocked his hips rhythmically forward, screwing her face with his thick pulsing cock. Her mouth opened wide for him. She slurped hungrily on him, as if he were an all-day sucker and she a greedy child. His groans joined hers in an erotic medley that immersed them both in the abandon of their lewd game.
Annie had found a new satisfaction in becoming the slave to Tom's unrequited lust. Her cunt throbbed in happy memory of her orgasm while she licked and slurped on his hard cock, trying every technique she could think of to bring him the climax she knew he craved. Toni was a tense young man. He had a lot of things on his mind. It was often difficult for him to let himself go.
Annie always felt a little extra pride when she forced Tom to forget himself and his ambition long enough to float off in the calm forgetfulness of orgasm. She had to work a little harder for his hot thick cum, and that somehow made it even more desirable a prize.
Her soft young lips fluttered over his cock-head, just barely touching the sensitized flesh. Her mouth closed tight over his cock and slipped down and back up, over and over again. Until she could tell by the sound of his groans that he was not going to be able to hold out on her much longer.
She reached for his balls and stroked them while her mouth continued its devoted work. The added attention was all it took to force Tom that little extra way. Suddenly he was cuming. He was shooting his semen into Annie's waiting mouth. And she was swallowing it as happily as a lamb feeding on its mammy's teat.
"Uuuuuuhhh… Christ… I'm cumming! Swallow it, Annie! Swallow it all!" His hands gripped her thick curly hair. He watched with fascination as she swallowed all his heated load. When her mouth backed off his cock, it was clean and shining, and rapidly losing size.
Tom slumped down onto the pile of their clothes to catch his breath. He grinned at the smiling blonde who was watching him attentively. Savoring the signs of his pleasure. "It sure is good news, every time I see you, Annie. You're some woman."
That was what Annie liked to hear! She prided herself on being a woman of great natural talent. After all men were always telling her she was. Why shouldn't she believe them?
Dressed and ready to face the rest of the day, they parted at the closet door. Tom determined it would tie safer if they went upstairs singly. "See you, Annie." He kissed her swiftly and disappeared up the stairs.
Annie sat on the bottom step for a while and relived the excitement of the past half-hour. Part of the thrill of sex, for Annie, was reliving it later in her mind. Just the thought of the enjoyment she had known brought a new surge of moisture to her every-ready twat.