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RP or REV? Thanks to Mike Ink's excellent work, this post of
the Good Wife University (GWU) story contains far fewer annoying
errors than the first post in early 1999. Since the story is
the same, I chose to call this a repost even though Mike found
and corrected lots of errors.
The original posting of GWU was interrupted when Eli's a.s.s.m.
went down. The final chapters were posted only to a.s.s. This
is the first post of the complete Good Wife University (GWU)
story to a.s.s.m., a prelude to the first part of the GWU Alumni
stories. In addition, a 'Prologue & Table of Contents' with a
list of all the GWU characters will be added to this post.
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Good Wife University (GWU)
bi bobbi jo
Chapter Thirteen
Toyz
"The toys are here," Toni, one of the seniors, told Wendy as she
was eating breakfast. "Come on out and get yours."
Feeling a strange mixture of excitement and fear, Wendy jumped up
to join the other women headed for the driveway. Some of them
had played with boy toys every weekend for nearly a dozen weeks
and knew what to expect. Wendy had only heard some stories.
At the blue van, they found eight young men wearing hoods that
covered their eyes, bicycle shorts, and web belts to which their
wrist cuffs were secured. "Subs move right," Lucy told them.
Five of the men sidestepped to the right to be claimed by juniors
and seniors armed with straps, switches, and riding crops.
One of the remaining guys was gorgeous, a body builder. He was
quickly claimed by the sophomore Cindi. The hairy gorilla was
chosen by another sophomore. That left the little skinny guy.
"I guess you're mine," Wendy said, smiling. She actually felt
lucky. Even though she knew he had to be at least 18, the man
looked sixteen. He had a light complexion and very little body
hair, most of it light blond. He was about as unthreatening as
could be imagined. "I'm Gwendolyn but I hate that name so call
me Wendy and yes, that's my real name."
"I'm Michael," he answered, adding, "And that is my real name,
too."
"Well, Michael, you belong to me for the weekend."
"You sound gorgeous," he grinned.
"I am," she laughed. "And I'm a virgin and I'm scared shitless."
"Me, too."
"So how'd you end up as a boy toy?" Wendy asked nervously, just
to make conversation.
"I just let it be known that I was available and showed up early
this morning."
"Have you ever done this before?"
"No," he answered truthfully. "But I wanted to. I wasn't old
enough. I just turned eighteen on Tuesday."
"You're cute," Wendy giggled, still standing in the driveway even
after everyone else was gone.
"Thanks, I guess," he smiled. "Cute's better than ugly.
Nobody's ever called me handsome or a hunk. I guess I'm the
class nerd," he sighed then. "I don't date much. That's a lie.
I don't date. I haven't had a date ever. And, well, I don't
know how to talk to girls."
"You're doing fine with me. Want me to take off your blindfold?"
"I won't be able to see anyway," he told Wendy. "I'm totally
blind without my glasses. I can't even make out the big E on the
eye charts. But it'll probably make it easier to keep my
balance. It's really weird being blind like this."
"And bound."
"That's not too bad."
"Gawd, I'm nervous."
"You already said that," he chuckled. "Ah, I hate to, well.. I
have to pee."
"OK," Wendy laughed, relieved to have some excuse to do
something. She unbuckled the blindfold from his eyes and he
blinked, trying to get used to the hazy light. "I'm pretty
blind, too. I wonder if my glasses would help you."
"Who knows?" he shrugged, pulling up on the cuffs. She
unfastened the snap links that secured his wrists to his belt.
"Thanks," he told her.
"Are you into submission?"
"I have no idea," he laughed. "Like I said, I have no experience
with women."
"Why? You're cute."
"Yeah. They tried to say I needed to stay back in school for
proper social development but I preferred to move on. I.. Did
you know we're not supposed to talk about our personal lives?"
"Yeah, but, well, you know," Wendy stuttered. "I don't want to,
you know, get physical, sexual, you know, with, well, you know,
somebody I don't know at all."
"I thought that's what this was all about, just physical, nothing
else," Michael said. "But I know what you mean." After an
uncomfortable silence, he said, "And I really have to pee bad."
"I'm sorry. Come on." She led him into the building to the
bathroom and stood back, looking away as he pulled down his
shorts and released a stream of urine into the toilet.
"So, now what?" he asked.
"Well, I have a whole sheet of assignments," she told him
nervously. "And, well, you know, I guess we ought to get
started." She led him to her room and her bed. "I take it
you've never been naked with a woman."
"No," he grinned. "I'm kinda looking forward to it."
"You don't mind having the blindfold off? Some guys want to
remain anonymous."
"I don't mind. At least not now. But I get terrible headaches
without my glasses."
"Here. Try mine." She slid them out of the case and handed them
to him. The frames fit pretty well, but the feminine design made
him look even younger and more vulnerable.
"Not bad," he said, looking around. "I have some double vision
because of my astigmatism. But don't you need them?"
"Contacts," she smiled, pointing to her eyes.
"Oh. OK." He nervously tried looking around again, unsettled by
the bare breasts in front of him and his growing erection.
"Do you like how I look?" she asked, noticing that he wasn't
looking at her.
"You're beautiful."
"And you're bashful," she laughed. "Even more than me and that's
saying a lot. You know we have to do a lot of stuff, touching
and kissing and, well, you know."
"I know," he blushed. "I just hope I do all right."
"We were warned that once in a while a guy can't get it up
because he's so embarrassed," Wendy told him. "I'm glad to see
you're not having that problem." She laughed again. "And you
are _SO_ cute when you blush. OK, now, well. Geez, I'm
blushing, too. Well, we need to get you naked and I'm supposed
to strip you, so." Before she lost her nerve, she grabbed his
shorts and peeled them down with Michael rolling back onto her
bed to help her. "And now we have to kiss. Tongue kiss."
Lots of laughing and licking and wiping later, they were finally
getting it right. Not too wet, not to dry, no slobbering. He
admitted to her that she was the first girl he had ever Frenched.
That pleased her, being much more experienced. Kissing was the
one somewhat sexual activity that her strict upbringing had
allowed for a teenager or unmarried woman. They were sharing
spit again when Jennifer and Debbie walked in, calling, "Hi,
Wendy. Hi, boy toy."
They jumped apart, embarrassed, and then Wendy burst out
laughing. "Hi, guys. I'd like to introduce Michael, my boy toy.
This is Jennifer and that's Debbie."
"Hi," he smiled nervously, feeling a strange tingle all over his
body that concentrated in his groin, somehow pumping even more
blood into his rigid erection.
Jennifer froze, feeling an aura, an electric charge in the room
that almost sizzled. Whatever it was, it was unlike anything she
had ever experienced before. It was strange. Erotic. Her
nipples hardened on their own but not from a chill. Her body
felt hot even in the air-conditioned room.
"There are more beds to be made over here," Maria snapped,
swatting Tina's exposed and reddened buttocks with a leather
paddle to hurry her into the single women's dorm' room. Tina
shuffled in, perched on the incredibly high heels, still in full
bondage. "And when you're done, we're going to put your tongue
to work."
"I'm glad we have her for the weekend," Jennifer grinned.
"Otherwise we'd have to lick each other's pussy's for our
cunnilingus homework."
"But I've got my boy toy," Wendy giggled with glee. "No queer
sex for me."
"But you have to use a plastic barrier," Debbie reminded her.
"I'll survive," she grinned. "You knew you'd have to lick me,
right?"
"I can't wait," Michael grinned.
"Oh, wait!" Wendy suddenly yelled. "He's a virgin. Do you want
to stay that way? I mean, well, you know."
"Not particularly," Michael shrugged. "But I was told that there
would be no intercourse."
"Not with us. With our girl toy slave. Go get Jerry and ask him
if it's all right." Maria ran out and was back less than a
minute later.
"Anything we want," Maria announced. "Just make sure he's got a
rubber on."
"Well, Michael, this is your lucky day. Come here, slave," Wendy
yelled. "Kneel before my toy. You are the lowest scum on the
planet so I'm going to give you to my toy."
Giggling, Jennifer and Maria made a production out of removing
the plugs from Tina's pussy and butt hole, and the gag from her
mouth. They released the chain that connected the shackles to
her wrists to get it out of the way. Then they ordered her onto
the bed with her legs in the air and spread wide.
"Here," Wendy giggled, tearing open a Trojan and rolling it onto
Michael's cock, realizing suddenly that it was the first time
that she had actually touched him or any adult male's member on
her own. But it just seemed natural, right, and exciting. "Fuck
her."
"You're serious?"
"It's a long story," Jennifer said, still feeling a crackling in
the air. "But yes, we're serious."
It took some more urging but Michael allowed Debbie to help
insert his cock into Tina's sopping love tunnel. They playfully
slapped his bare butt to encourage him to slam into Tina as hard
as he could. Before he popped, Maria demanded that they stop so
he could do Tina 'doggie style'. Tina obediently turned over to
present her backside.
Jennifer stood behind him as he slammed against Tina's butt
cheeks with every thrust, still feeling weird. As she reached
toward him, the feeling got stronger, and when her hands finally
reached around him, it was almost as if sparks flew between her
hands and his chest. Even more intense was the feeling of her
nipples touching his back, sending signals to her pussy.
Michael was trying to hold off, trying to make his first and only
fuck last, to make it as exciting and memorable as possible. He
was doing well until he felt an energy field encompass his body
that forced blood to gush into his cock. A second later, hands
touched his body and then a glorious feeling of being enfolded in
heaven and...
Boom! A gusher exploded from his cock, filling the reservoir in
the tip of the condom buried deep inside Tina's sopping cunt. He
kept slamming into her, wanting it to never end, the heavenly
feeling of...
But it wasn't the cunt. It was the hands. And boobs. He knew
it was breasts pressed against his back even though he had never
before felt... What? He closed his eyes and sighed, the feeling
of long gentle fingers brushing over his small but sensitive
nipples sending electric jolts to his cock even as it slid out of
Tina's puss'.
"Wow!" he and Jennifer said together as he turned in her arms to
look up into her eyes. She was gorgeous, he decided. He's cute,
she noted again. Energy poured back and fourth between them.
"Can I... taste you?" Jennifer panted, realizing with a start
that she was out of breath. Without waiting for an answer, she
slid the condom off his cock and dropped it on the floor.
"Hey, you have to use a rubber," Wendy told her. "And he's my
toy," she added weakly, realizing that something out of the
ordinary was happening at the foot of the bed. "He's a virgin.
It's probably OK," she said softly as she watched Jennifer pump
his cock in and out of her mouth. Jennifer's eyes were open,
looking up at Wendy's boy toy with lust and hunger.
Suddenly, Jennifer's expression changed. She jumped up and ran,
calling, "I'm sorry" in her wake.
"Wow," the other women gasped.
"Did you see? Feel that?" Wendy asked.
"Yeah, like they were a furnace or something," Maria whispered.
"Incredible," Debbie added, still looking at the door where
Jennifer had gone.
They all stood there for several minutes. Then Wendy noticed
that Michael, too, was staring at the doorway, his cock looking
red and ready, throbbing and bouncing up and down.
"Fuck the bitch's ass," she told him. "Tina's. Fuck her butt.
Hard. Make it hurt. She likes to be hurt." Lucy had
recommended that they use dildos to humiliate Tina but Michael
was convenient and they devilishly wanted to watch.
Seeming to still be in a trance, Michael let himself be sheathed
in a fresh condom and guided into Tina' rectum. In a minute, he
was in a pounding cadence that had Tina gasping and grunting.
Ten minutes later, he was still at it and Wendy ordered him to
stop and Debbie ordered Tina to clean his cock with her tongue
right after it popped from her asshole.
It was lunchtime so they went to eat. Most of the other boy toys
were in bondage, being ordered around by their mistresses for the
weekend. Two young men, wearing frilly aprons and high heels
along with cuffs, gags, and butt plugs, served the freshmen women
and their toys. Debbie put Tina's plate on the floor and made
her eat 'like a bitch dog', as she put it.
Something happened that first Saturday morning that destroyed all
of the women's inhibitions. After lunch, Wendy, Debbie, and
Maria lounged on the leather sofas and had Tina lick their
assholes while Michael feasted on their pussies. They had all
decided that Michael was safe. At least they prayed that he was
truthful when he said he was a virgin.
They gagged Tina again and sent her out for refreshments, and
made her change their sheets and make beds and lick pussy juice
off of the leather sofas and generally humiliated her as much as
possible, while treating Michael as a treasure, kissing and
cuddling and loving every minute of his attention. And he
enjoyed their caresses, the hand jobs and blow jobs that ended
in his frustration as he was passed to the next woman before he
came. Wendy finally stroked him off just before supper as all
of them watched the white cream spurt out of his pecker.
When suppertime came around, Tina was placed under a row of
tables pushed together. She had to service everyone with her
mouth and beg for the scraps that were placed between freshman
labia, usually right on top of a clitoris. The other students
and the staff marveled that the young women who, just three days
before, couldn't touch themselves were now so uninhibited. All
except for Jennifer, who hadn't returned.
"I want my own toy next weekend," Maria told everyone as she
again experienced pussy licking from Michael.
"Too bad our girl toy has to leave," Debbie laughed as Tina
tongued her anal orifice. "This feels good. Now, bitch.
Lick my clit."
"According to our schedule, we start anal eroticism classes this
coming week," Wendy noted, having removed her contacts and
reclaimed her glasses from Michael. "I guess we're a little
ahead in class. I wonder if this will get us promoted to a more
advanced class."
"Don't," Michael told them, coming up for air. "It'll retard
your social development."
"Like you should know," Maria laughed, putting her hand behind
his head to pull him back into her crotch. "Is his-ums tongue
getting tired?"
"A little," he said, dragging a moist lip between Debbie's labia.
"Then you may take a break and massage my pussy with your hands,"
Maria told him, smiling as he reached for baby oil. "But start
with these," she grinned, cupping her breasts.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Damn, you're wonderful," Maria sighed, melting back into the
cushions. "I could get to like this."
"It's just homework," Wendy told them, looking very studious with
her glasses on and a pen stuck behind her ear as she studied her
homework handout. "We've done everything on the list. Now we
just have to write about it."
"I'd like this between my legs when I write," Debbie said,
tapping their weekend slave on the top of her head. "It might
inspire me."
---=*==--
Debbie had become the leader of the room full of single women and
Wendy became the major dominatrix over Tina. She called a halt
to the sex play and ordered everyone to the shower. Still
strapped in the nylon belt that held rubber appliances in her
cunt and butt, Tina was forced to wash all of them and tongue
their private parts.
After their shower, Wendy went to bed with Michael. Debbie and
Maria chained Tina to the foot of Maria's bed and enjoyed a
massage and more cunnilingus to help them sleep.
It was late when Jennifer crept back into the room. Michael felt
her presence and rolled over, waking Wendy. "Come on over here,
Jenn," Wendy called softly.
"I can't," Jennifer said in a choked voice.
"Yes, you can. Michael wants you. I can tell."
"That's the problem," Jennifer whispered. "I want to fuck him
and have him fuck me and I can't because I promised myself and my
mother and God and even Clarice that I would be a virgin when I
got married and I can't control myself with..."
She was still talking nervously when Wendy got up and took her
hand to lead her to her bed and push her down, ordering Michael
to her pussy, to lick her to orgasm. And again. And again,
except that his tongue was no longer tired but inspired.
--==*==--
Wendy saw that the only way to separate Jennifer from her boy toy
was to plant herself between them. That only blocked some of the
energy waves that so obviously passed between the pair, creating
a heat that everyone in the vicinity could feel.
When she awakened, Wendy was on her side sandwiched between them
with her breasts pressed into Michael's back and Jennifer
snuggled against her back. "Wake up, you guys," Wendy laughed,
bouncing the bed under them.
Michael and Jennifer both seemed bashful and embarrassed as they
woke up so close to each other. Wendy grabbed Michael first,
planting a kiss on his lips and then deepening it with her tongue
until he was panting and his cock was hard. Then she rolled over
and repeated the process with Jennifer, not embarrassed at all to
be French kissing another woman. "Now kiss each other," Wendy
insisted, standing up on the bed to walk to the foot.
Jennifer appeared paralyzed, but Michael smiled broadly and slid
over to the much taller woman. He hovered over her for a long
time just looking into her eyes, then slowly lowered his face to
hers until their lips met.
At the first touch of their lips, they slammed into each other
as if they were drawn magnetically. He frantically humped
against her belly as he drove his tongue into Jennifer's mouth to
explore and arouse. "You two are really somethin'," Wendy
commented from the foot of the bed. "Now get up and... Oh,
well. Eat each other again, just so long as I'm next."
Michael gleefully whirled around on the bed and planted his mouth
on Jennifer's pussy, pressing his hard cock against her chest
between her small breasts. He enthusiastically attacked her slit
with his lips and tongue, making her instantly start bucking her
pelvis against his face.
"Come over here and watch this," Wendy called to the three women
in the next bed who were now stirring. Maria and Debbie drug
Tina over by Wendy to watch, then demanded that their slave
service them while they watched.
Debbie eventually unlocked Tina's cotch belt and allowed her to
crawl across the hall with orders to replace the rubber devices
and lock the crotch belt tightly before returning. Debbie
demanded more pussy licking duty as she watched the couple on the
bed. Michael was driving Jennifer toward another violent orgasm.
--==*==--
They were all surprised to be ordered to a nondenominational
church service right after breakfast to hear a sermon based on
Paul's epistles accompanied by modern inspirational music. To
a person, they were impressed.
They got to play for a few more hours before they had to kiss
Michael good by, buckling the blindfold back over his eyes as he
climbed into the van for the trip back to the campus. Then it
was Tina's turn.
"I hope it wasn't too much," they told Tina as Debbie removed the
crotch strap and let the big dildo slide out of the poor woman's
pussy.
"It was great," Tina smiled, grunting as she tried to expel the
butt plug, finally needing to pull it out after contorting her
body into a fetal position to reach it. "Now I just need for
Jerry to whip me and fuck me to oblivion."
"I might be able to handle that," he said, appearing at the door
with a cat-o-nine-tails.
"Oh, gawd, I love you," she cried, bending to expose her bottom
rather than hugging her husband. He swung the cat hard, making
her shriek for a second before she regained control just before
the next blow fell. "Harder!" she demanded as the other women
watched, wincing every time the leather thongs met Tina's butt
cheeks.
While Tina was still begging for more, Jerry snatched her up and
literally threw her onto Debbie's bed. She rolled to her back
and spread her legs just in time for Jerry to slam his cock into
her sopping hole, sliding all the way to the hilt instantly.
Debbie motioned to the others and they all walked out together.
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