After lunch, the class lazed around in the shade. Most had scraped hands and knees from climbing the rock in search of their elusive specimens. Some, Virginia guessed, were scraped in places she couldn't see. Nancy had been bare ass naked while she and Joe fucked.
That would have shredded her tender bottom to hell. Yet she didn't seem to notice in the least.
She and Phyllis came over and sat beside Virginia. "I'm pooped. I mean, I'm absolutely out of it for the day. That Joe is a human fucking machine."
"You and Joe actually screwed, huh?" asked Phyllis. "Was it as good as I think it was?"
"Better! He's got a cock on him a stallion would envy. And when he mounts up and begins fucking, he's tireless. He never quits. I think he came just because I was getting tired. Honest!"
"How's he hung. Seven inches? Eight?"
"Eight, easy. Maybe nine, but without a tape measure, I couldn't tell. And hell if I was going to go around measuring anything when I saw that pecker of his come leaping out of his jeans. All I wanted to do was swallow him whole. Up my cunt!"
Phyllis laughed and turned to Virginia, who was blushing. "What's wrong, Ginnie? You act like you don't like sex or something."
"It's nothing. I'm just not used to hearing people talk like that."
"Yeah, I forgot. You and that puritanical up bringing of yours. I tried not to scare you too much the first couple weeks of the semester. I thought you'd come out of your shell. You seem to be crawling into yourself even more, though. Come on, kiddo, loosen up and live!"
"If you mean fuck anything that moves, forget it!" Surprised at herself for using such a vulgar word, she blushed again.
Both Phyllis and Nancy laughed. That made it even worse.
She stood with what dignity she could muster and said, "I'm going to wash my hair. Good day."
Almost aimlessly, she wandered into the mountains until she found a clear stream of cold, clear water. Dipping her finger into it caused gooseflesh to ripple all the way up her arm. She shivered and wondered why it felt so good. Usually she had to have hot water.
That was just one of the things she couldn't understand. Her body was slowly turning traitor on her. She didn't want to respond to all the obscene things she'd seen. She should have turned and walked away when she found Joe fucking the hell out of Nancy. She hadn't.
She watched.
Somehow, that was even worse than the evil thoughts she was thinking. That it might not be wrong to let a guy screw her before marriage was something she was beginning to question. What was worse, she was letting the attitudes of those other loose morals people infect her. She was actually considering that it might not be that bad letting just any guy fuck her just for the fun.
To feel good just to feel good was a concept that was almost alien to her. Her parents had warned her about promiscuous sex. They'd said not to let any guy fuck her unless he loved her and had already married her.
But what about letting someone who loved her get into her pants? Was that so wrong, not being married and then fucking? What was that magic piece of paper? Did it mean anything?
And if fucking and not being married was okay, what about screwing just for fun? No love, just pure, physical sex?
Virginia shook her head as if this would clean out the mental cobwebs. It didn't seem to help. She was still as confused about her feelings as she had been before.
Taking her shoes and socks off, she began wading upstream. The cold water shocked her into a semblance of awareness. The way it rippled through her toes was sensuous, soothing, exciting.
When she came to the tiny grotto with the waterfall, she knew she was going to have to take a bath. Without even thinking that others might be near, she stripped off her clothes and plunged into the icy pool under the waterfall. The sudden coldness took her breath. Gooseflesh marred her perfect white skin with its tiny bumps.
"Whee!" she cried to no one. She was enjoying the way the water cascaded over her head, ran down her body, touching tits and ass and cunt before racing away downstream.
"I'll second that," came a quiet voice.
She was more shocked by the sound than she had been by the chill water. Looking around, Virginia saw Joe sitting on a boulder overlooking her secluded little pool. He was grinning and obviously enjoying the sight nature provided him. "How dare you!"
"Easy. A lovely woman should be studied. Perhaps even studied in depth." He looked at her significantly.
She was suddenly uneasy. She felt her insides churning. There was no way she could describe what she felt towards Joe. Never had this particular emotion so totally invaded her body and possessed her like a demon spirit.
Virginia realized she was feeling, for the very first time, what the other girls called horniness.
And she didn't like it.
"Go away! Let me get my clothes on!"
"Why should I leave? Why can't I join you?" Joe stood and began stripping off his clothes. Virginia wanted to flee but didn't dare. The man was standing where he could watch her every movement. She couldn't leave the water without showing him more than she wanted to.
There was another reason she didn't move. Her eyes were fixed on the man's slowly exposed body. His broad shoulders and virtually hairless chest were only hints of his total maleness. Never had she seen a man so virile. Not even in the pictures she hid under her bed at borne.
But it was his prick that fascinated her. It stood long and hard and red in the soft, afternoon sunlight. The way the light reflected off the plum-tipped prick reached her on some basic level. She found both her mouth and her cunt watering at the sight.
Still, this was the man who had left her and gone to fuck Nancy. She couldn't forget the way he'd simply turned and walked off when she told him she wanted no part of his lewd suggestion. She shook her hair, sending tiny droplets of water flying.
Who was to blame for that? Hadn't she run him off? Hadn't he offered that lovely wok to her first? She was the one responsible for him sinking it balls deep up Nancy's cunt.
Virginia was suddenly stirred by her body's needs. In a way she'd never experienced before, she knew this was going to be the time. She wanted this man's huge prick driving in and out of her cunt. She wanted him to take her cherry. Him and no other.
He kicked the last of his clothes aside and then jumped into the pool beside her. He landed and immediately cried, "Goddamn! It's cold! Why didn't you warn me?"
He was close, too close. His body pressed against hers. Virginia suddenly wished she knew what to do. She didn't want him to leave her here. Not now. She wanted him to crush her in his strong arms and then stuff that prick into her hungry cunt and fuck hell out of her.
She wanted it all. And she didn't know how to get it.
The coed need not have worried. Joe's arms reached out and pulled her close. Her body shivered. She wasn't certain it was only from the cold water or whether it was something else. It might have been the nearness of his powerful body.
And his cock.
"You're cold, aren't you? I can warm you up," he said. And she believed him.
Their lips brushed. Then he crushed down firmly on hers. She was a bit startled. She hadn't expected a simple kiss. But it wasn't a kiss like she was used to. For the first time, she damned herself for not going out and enjoying herself more with men. For not going out at all, she corrected. She'd been scared of men and their rough ways. She rejected them, not wanting to be caught up in that hassle.
Now she wished she had learned earlier. She wanted to please this man more than anyone else in the world. And she didn't know how.
His tongue prodded through her lips and her entire body stiffened. He was French kissing her!
She struggled in his arms but he pulled her even closer. His tongue drove mercilessly into her mouth and began softly stroking and caressing her tongue. She found she liked it. It stimulated her.
She began responding. Her hippies hardened and poked into his chest. She awkwardly put her arms around him and pulled him closer. The water rippling around their bodies provided a sensuous feel and sound as they kissed.
Her tongue began dancing around, trying to elude his. The hide and seek game raced from one mouth to the other. She started to learn how, to use her tongue to the best advantage. Stroking, massaging, caressing, touching, she was everywhere in his mouth.
The hardness of his teeth aroused her. The softness of his lips soothed her. His driving tongue began a mock fucking. She realized he was hinting at what she'd always thought a forbidden thing. He wanted to really fuck her. He wanted to drive that spike of rigid cock all the way up her pussy and fuck her good.
She broke off the kiss and panted, "God! I never thought it would be like this!"
"You don't mean you've never let a man kiss you?" he asked. "You-you're not a lez, are you?"
"A lez?"
"Lesbian. You don't get off on women more than men?"
"Hell, no!" and she threw her arms around his neck and really kissed him this time.
This went on until the professor finally broke off the prolonged kiss. Laughing, he said, "You are a sex-starved bitch, I'll say that. And I'd like to really fuck you, but I've got a small problem."
"What's that?"
He looked down at his crotch. His once proud prick had deflated to a tiny worm dangling between his legs. She gasped. For a horrible moment, she thought she'd done this awful thing to him. She didn't know how, but it had to be her fault.
"Wh-what happened?"
"When I jumped into the cold water, it was a big shock for me. I guess no matter how much I lusted after you, the cold was more than a bitch."
"What can I do?"
"You might suck on it and get it all warm and big again," he suggested, trying not to laugh at the expression on her face.
"Suck on it? I… I've never done that."
"I think there's a lot you've never done. Are you sure you want me to be the one to show you all of it?"
"Yes!"
That decided her. She dived under the surface of the freezing cold water and found the pink worm of his penis. She couldn't call it a cock. A cock was big and proud and a pussy pleaser. This was a penis, but she'd make it into a real cock as quick as she could.
He said it had to be kept warm. She sucked it into her mouth along with a fair amount of water. She managed to blow the water put of her mouth leaving just his prick. It quivered and throbbed under her tongue. She wondered what it would be like if it was at full fucking length.
She vowed to find out.
Her tongue worked around the limp pillar of flesh. It was like a tiny hose in her mouth. No longer than her thumb, she didn't see how it would ever grow back to its proper size. But it did, slowly.
She felt excited blood hammering into his organ. Slowly, the cock grew in size. She kept her tongue moving roughly over it, touching first here, then there in an attempt to stimulate him.
Without knowing it, she found the most sensitive portions of his prick. Her tongue worked eagerly on the tiny flap of skin dangling under the cocks head. She rubbed back and forth across it until the huge head was obviously pawing by leaps and bounds.
Soon, she felt the entire glans spreading out under her oral stroking. Her tongue never stopped. She worked back and forth along the stiffening prick held in her mouth until it was pressing firmly into her lips.
She found that the cock was becoming a real fucking tool. Also, she discovered that she couldn't hold her breath under water very long. Her heart was beating furiously. Whether from the excitement she felt at getting a man's cock into her mouth for the very first time or because of holding her breath for long minutes, she didn't know or care.
She surfaced, gasping.
"I thought you were going to drown. Never see a chick so cock-hungry before. But this isn't going to work. Every time my boner slips out of your mouth, the cold water works on it. Let's climb out of the water."
"No!"
"Why not?"
She didn't know how to say it. She was still self-conscious of her naked body. Sure, he could see her tits with the blood-red nipples pointing so obscenely at him.
He couldn't see her snatch too clearly. Her bush was just a dark smear under the water's surface. And the water turned her on, too. She enjoyed the sensual feel of it running across her bare ass.
"Let's keep doing it in the water. I enjoy it."
"Well," he said, hesitant, "at least let me climb up a bit so you can get a better shot at giving me head. I love the way your mouth feels all over my prick."
"You do?" She couldn't believe it. He was complimenting her on the way she was sucking his prick.
"You've got native talent, girl. But I think you're being coy with me. You've sucked cock before, I'll bet. Lots of it, haven't you?"
She decided not to answer. His prick was jumping around from the cold and she wanted to pop it back into her hot mouth. It was the least she could do. It also kept her from having to answer a lot of his questions.
The man was half-seated on the edge of the pool, his legs dangling in the water while his ass was perched on a rock. Spreading his legs wide, this gave her an excellent view of his prick. Sure, she'd seen pictures of a man's prick. But this was so much more vibrant than any picture ever could be.
She held his balls almost as if they were some religious relic. They were precious, to her. She could feel the nuts churning around inside the hairy little bag.
She knew she was responsible for their agitated condition. She had sucked him hard. Her mouth was responsible for everything!
His cock was beginning to wilt again from the cold. She decided it was about time to really learn how to suck on a man's prick. Popping just the purpled tip into her mouth, she sucked. She sucked hard.
The professor groaned and began thrashing around. She held him firmly on the spot, her tongue giving him a constant tongue-lashing while she continued to suck harder and harder.
"Goddamn! You're pullin' my guts out the end of my cock!" he bellowed.
It was a measure of how much lust possessed her that she didn't worry about anyone hearing that outcry and coming to see what caused it. All that mattered to her was that lovely cock resting in her mouth. Sucking and licking, she worked her way down the man's cock until she had a mouthful of hard cock meat.
The rubbery tip of his glans banged into the roof of her mouth. She wondered what to do then. There was still another couple inches of his lovely prick to go and she wasn't able to suck it all into her mouth.
His hips convulsively shot forward and the cock slid down her throat. She gagged and backed off from his groin a little. Then she worked forward again, this time getting the hang of it. She was able to take his entire prick down her throat.
She wondered if this was what was meant by deep throat. She guessed it might be. And she loved it! It wasn't perverted at all!
The warmth flooding her body told her this couldn't possibly be the evil thing she'd once thought it tote. How she feel so good about something sinful?
She couldn't.
The cock pulsed and throbbed against her tongue. She felt it bucking a little as it stirred in her throat. Starting to gag again, she slipped back allowing the cock to escape her mouth. Her tongue continued stroking all over the roundness of his prick until just the broad arrowhead was left between her lips.
She sucked harder and her cheeks went hollow. Her tongue swirled around the captive cock until the man wasn't able to sit still any longer. He was trying to drive his cook all the way into her mouth.
He wanted to face fuck her!
She'd wondered what Phyllis and the others meant by that. She knew now. She knew firsthand and up close. And she loved it. He cared enough for her to want to give her his entire cock.
The only thing she could do was thank him for it with her mouth.
"Fuck don't suck any more!" he begged. "Please don't! I… I'll come if yaw do. And I want to really fuck you up the cunt. It is just too much for me to take!"
She reluctantly let his stiff, jerking cock pop free of her mouth. Looking up at him, she asked, "You don't want me to suck you off?"
"I'd love it, but I want to mount up and ride you like the wind, too. I want to feel that sweet cunt of yours all around my cock while I'm fucking you. Really fucking you."
The words were obscene but they sent shivers of anticipation racing up and down the girl's spine. This was what the others were always talking about. This was the moment of truth for her.
Virginia wasn't going to back out. Not after she'd sucked on Joe's prick and gotten it firm enough to really fuck her. She wanted it, she wanted it all.