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****************** Read Me First ***********************************
My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at
least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It
contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or
live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in
this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone
or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post
of this story is only permitted if the posting site is free and
non-commercial.
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
************************ Thank You **********************************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Chapter 34
Chocolate Pussies
Out at the lake, Emily, proud of herself and swooning with sexual
pleasure from her blowjob of Junior, lay on him and thanked him for
letting her become his cock sucking, cum drinking slut.
Patty pulled happy Emily off of Junior to wrap her in her loving arms.
"Darling, you were just wonderful. Did you like his cum?"
"Oh yes!" Emily gushed. "It was heavenly!"
"Come on over here," Patty told Emily as she pulled her by her hand to
the picnic blankets. "You lie over there and I'll lie here, so we can
see each other." To Junior and her husband she said: "Ok you guys,
grab those two remaining eclairs and do us like we did you!"
Bob and Junior smiled at each other, having agreed on a different
plan, quickly moved to the wrong women. Bob squeezed out a little
chocolate onto Emily's left breast and then moved to her right boob.
Junior was doing the same to Patty!
"Hey," Patty yelled. "This isn't group sex! It's partner sex. Bob,
you asshole, get over here!"
"No!" Bob replied. "I'm going to decorate Junior's dessert and he's
going to do mine! Don't worry, I'll get all my licks in on your hot
body!"
Emily blushed as Bob put the eclair filling on her tits. Bob calmed
her: "It's Ok! I just had to get close to your beautiful body for a
minute. Golly, golly! A man's got to do what a man's got to do!"
Junior lovingly did the same to Patty, being sure to cover each tit,
push plenty into her vagina, smear it all over her vulva and labia,
and finished off the filling on her tight asshole. He lay beside her
for a minute and kissed her hotly and told her how much he appreciated
her efforts to loosen up Emily to the idea of open sex!
"You asshole," Patty replied. "She's so in love with you that she'd
do anything! Now go to her and give her some cums!"
Bob rose as he finished and the two men traded places, giving high-
fives as they passed each other on the way to their individual
desserts.
Junior figured that Emily was hotter than a firecracker so he dove
right into her chocolate covered crotch. He ate up her slit until he
could find her clit. There he whipped it around until she arched up
and screamed her cum. Junior waited until she lay back and then he
kissed her, letting her lick off the excess chocolate around his
mouth. Junior then went after the chocolate covered breasts, taking
time to tease the aureoles and nipples, kissing, licking, and sucking
all the filling he could find.
Bop was doing much the same, but knowing Patty's letch for this kind
of food play, he lingered over her boobs to give her the maximum
stimulation. After he cleaned off her tits, and got hot kisses of
approval, he moved down between her legs to drive her to orgasm.
Emily was moaning with pleasure as Junior teased her breasts and
nipples. When he finally got serious and sucked hard on her nipple,
Emily yelled her head off as she climaxed again. Both Patty and Bob
looked over and watched the virgin cum from breast stimulation. They
both wished they were sucking her tits. Bob got back to work and
quickly Patty forgot all about Emily. Bob kept teasing her almost
into her cum, but backed off to keep her at the edge.
"Pull your knees up honey." Bob asked Patty. "It looks like Junior
missed the mark a little bit."
Emily, coasting down from her cum, looked over and saw Bob's mouth
moving down past Patty's vulva to lick the chocolate off her
*asshole*! `God!' she thought, `How dirty. How naughty! How
disgusting! How *Nasty*!'
Bob licked, tongued, sucked, and kissed Patty's ass and anus.
Suddenly, he plunged his tongue into her butt!, at least that's what
Emily thought as she saw Patty hump her ass up unbelievably high and
listened to her wail of pleasure.
Junior was slowly licking off the chocolate from Emily's bald pudenda,
shooting sexy thrills thru her body.
"Grab your knees darling. There's some down here that I need to
lick!" Junior asked Emily.
Emily automatically pulled her knees up and suddenly realized what was
going to happen. `Oh God! He's going to lick my *Ass*!' she thought
and he did exactly that!
The forbidden pleasure raced thru her body as Junior expertly reamed
her ass. He'd used a finger there the night before but the
unbelievable thrills she felt now were wonderful! Emily did as Patty
had done; she grabbed her knees tightly to her boobs, rocking back to
present her butt for his naughty oral caresses.
`God!' she thought. `It's fantastic! I've never felt anything so. .
. . ` That was the end of conscious though as Emily screamed and
rocketed into orgasm.
"Eeeeiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!" Emily yelled, startling a bunch of birds
in the trees to fly off chirping into the blue sky.
Junior pulled her legs down and lay with his head on her thigh,
waiting for her to recover from her cum. He softly worked his tongue
into her vulva and licked all the chocolate out. Bob had done a good
job of getting it into Emily's pussy and Junior couldn't decide if he
preferred the eclair filling or her natural virgin cum and girl juice.
He found her erect clitoris and lashed at it to make Emily snap her
hips up with pleasured appreciation of his lingual caress. Junior
licked down her vulva and began to tease her vaginal lips where he
could enjoy her sweet cum.
"Oh God! Eat me! Eat me! EAT ME!" Emily yelled as Junior casually
lapped up her girl juice.
Junior made his tongue into a pointy lingual tool and plunged it into
her vagina again and again. He fucked her with his tongue as he used
one hand to pinch her clit and the other to penetrate her ass with a
finger.
Virginal Emily blasted off into another massive orgasm. She screamed
and yelled her joy. Bob and Patty, now finished and cuddling, were
amazed at her total surrender to Junior's sexual assault.
"Jesus, Bob!" Patty whispered to her husband. "She cums like a prom
queen!"
"Yes, she does," Bob replied. "Just think if we both did her at the
same time?"
Emily rolled onto her side and curled into a fetal ball, gasping and
panting for air.
Bob and Patty lay together thinking about how sweet Emily had shouted
her cums and how nice it would be to cause them to happen to her.
Junior sat back, smiled at Bob and Patty with a grin of success, and
grabbed the lemonade jug for a liquid refreshment. He poured a
cupful, drank it, then poured another for Emily. He moved to her and
got her to sit up and drink.
Patty sat up and poured a cupful of lemonade for Bob and one for
herself. She eyed Junior and used a shoulder shrug to tell him to
move away. Patty crawled over and offered Emily another cool drink.
"Well," Patty cooed at Emily, "It looks like somebody had a big cum!"
Patty took Emily's head into her lap, her big tits hanging down over
Emily's face.
"God! Yes! I thought I couldn't cum anymore after that. . . . that
ass thing, but I was wrong."
"Hasn't anybody eaten your ass out before?" Patty asked, knowing the
answer already.
"No! It was awesome! It's so naughty! So dirty! So *nasty*!"
"And you loved it!" Patty said.
"God! I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life! It was
fantastic!"
"Remember that men forget what you like. When you feel the need, just
tell him and stick you butt up in the air. Ass fucking is one of my
favorite things. It takes a little preparation and a lot of
gentleness at the beginning, but I always have a big cum." Patty
exclaimed as she stroked Emily's hair and face on her lap. "Of
course, just getting reamed doesn't take any preparation. Nice,
wasn't it?"
"I saw. I saw Bob lick you and then. . . . you know. . . . use his
tongue!"
"Yes dear. You mean tongue my ass. It's called reaming or tongue-
fucking my ass. You should say it correctly! Now you saw what?"
"I saw Bob tongue-fuck your ass! There! I said it!" Emily was proud
of herself.
"Remember this too. Use the words. You know them. Nothing is sacred
between lovers. Use the right words and you'll find them sexy and
you'll get what you want!"
"Yeah, you're right!" Emily agreed.
"Honey, do you have a vibrator?"
"Yes," Emily answered in a soft voice.
"Why don't you use it on your ass? Get some lubricant, like KY Jelly
or liquid like Astro-glide. I think you'll find a whole new world of
solo-sex. After all, it's the safest of all sex. You won't get a
disease or pregnant from a vibrator; a women's best friend! You
should see the collection I have! I get Bob to fuck me and at the
same time use a dildo on my ass. God! I cum like a banshee!"
"You like to cum, don't you?" Emily asked Patty.
"Oh, for sure! It's the best there is! And fucking, well, you don't
know about that yet, but if you think you've cum a lot all ready, just
wait until you fuck. Nothing, nothing else is like it. To have your
man between your legs, his hot, hard cock slipping in and out of your
pussy, is the best. You'll see! Just you wait! When you give up
your precious virginity you'll wonder why you waited so long. Of
course, you needed a good man; a good fuck. I'll bet that Junior will
be more than man enough for you. I'll bet he'll make you cum like you
never have before. You with your arms and legs wrapped around him,
thrusting your pussy up at him, feeling him slam his bloated cock into
you! Oh Emily, I wish I'd be there to watch. Naturally, you'll need
to be alone. You'll need to set it up so it's very romantic. Have
him get a room or something. Or here, by Lake Emily. This would be
so nice! Hmmmmm! You're right! Take your time and do it right. I
lost my virginity to some asshole I don't even remember in the back
seat of his car. You should do better for yourself. Take your time
and make sure it's on your schedule and the way you want it. When
you're ready, let me know. We'll talk it out. I'll help you make
sure you don't forget a thing. I'll even loan you a sexy nightie if
you need it."
"Thanks for the suggestions. I'll be sure to get with you and do it
right!"
They laughed at her unintended pun. "Sweetie," Patty asked, "Are you
on the pill?"
"No, I never thought of it," Emily confessed.
"I'd suggest that you get on it as soon as possible Or on some kind
of contraceptive. If you want Junior to take your virginity, then
don't make him have to use a condom to fuck you. You'll miss half of
the pleasure. No matter how thin or how sexy, it's still a latex
sheath between you and him. You won't feel the heat of his cock, the
pulses of his pleasure, and the thrill of his hot, jetting cum.
Believe me, you don't want to miss that on your first fuck!"
"Oh, I never realized it!" Emily admitted.
"Yeah honey. The last thing you need right now is a fat belly!"
Patty slapped her belly for emphasis.
They laughed together and then Bob and Junior pulled them up off the
blanket where they lay.
"Come on. We've got to get going." Junior told Emily. They hunted
around for their clothes and Junior, Patty, and Bob eyed Emily as she
tried forced her bra over her still swollen big tits.
"Emily honey," Junior suggested, "why don't you leave that off.
They're kind of sensitive now, aren't they?
Emily realized he was right and agreed. She put on her skirt and
blouse, deciding to forgo her panties too. She folded her bra and
panties and carried it to the car. Junior had the picnic basket and
their blanket. Bob had the other blanket and tossed it into the back
of his jeep.
"Junior, can I drive your car?" Patty asked. "I want to talk with
Emily some more."
Junior agreed and tossed her the keys. "We'll meet at Emily's dorm,"
he told her as he kissed Emily good bye. "You don't mind, do you?" he
asked.
"No, it's ok! We're just having girl talk!"
"I love you. See you at your dorm," Junior said, glad to have the
chance to ride in Bob's jeep. He was thinking about getting one for
himself.
Junior jumped into Bob's Jeep and they drove off, with Patty and Emily
following behind them.
"Wow! She's really hot! I can't believe you haven't fucked her!" Bob
said as he drove the Jeep.
"Yeah, Doc. She's hot. I just need to wait until she gets
contraceptive."
"Oh yeah. Virgins are like that. I'm impressed anyway. How you can
keep from just fucking her is beyond me. You've got a lot of
restraint."
"Yes, it kinda drives me crazy! But speaking of crazy, I'm shopping
for a new car. Tell me about your Jeep here. Is it easy to drive?"
The guys talked cars while the girls, driving behind them, talked sex.
"Do you really like ass fucking?" Emily asked Patty.
"Yeah, it's really nice. As long as you got a guy who'll take his
time and make sure he doesn't hurt you. It's nice for a change, but
I'd rather have a cock in my pussy, heels in the air, and him slamming
me thru lots of cums."
"How old were you when you lost your virginity?" Emily asked softly.
"I first got fucked at age thirteen, by some guy in the back seat of
his Chrysler. It was so horrible I don't even want to remember it.
As a teen I used to rub my clit raw with my fingers as I masturbated
every night. There were no dildoes or vibrators back then, though I
used a candle frequently to satisfy my needs. My first real cum
happened with a girlfriend. She was a beautiful cheerleader girl,
rich and well dressed, way beyond my means. She seduced me at a
slumber party and then introduced me to the whole bisexual
cheerleading squad. They sucked and fucked me until I was senseless.
Naturally I followed her around school like a sick puppy."
"One of the school counselors recognized my situation and took me
under her wing. When my `girls' graduated and left me to my own
devices, my counselor took over. She showed me the true passion of
girl/girl sex and then helped me find a nice boy to fuck; to teach me
about boy/girl sex. It turned out to be her nephew! God, I was so
stupid. At least the slut counselor made sure I was on the pill
before she turned me over to her asshole nephew and his over-sexed
buddies. They fucked me every way possible during the next few years.
When I finally woke up from my sexual daze, I got smart in a hurry. I
found an older man, a teacher at my high school, who fucked me into
oblivion and made sure I did well in my classes. I remember the old
shit refusing to fuck me because I hadn't done my homework! Can you
imagine, he wouldn't screw me because I couldn't show him my math
homework because I hadn't yet done it!"
"Luckily, and with his generous help, I got into college. I studied
hard, keeping my sexuality under my fingers or in carefully arranged
one night stands. I managed to graduate with honors and got a
graduate fellowship. I did well, got lucky with a good advisor, and
completed my doctorate within three years. Of course, I never
wouldn't have made it without Bob. We met in my first year of
graduate school. He wined and dined me. I thought he was cute and
took him to my cheap apartment and fucked the shit out of him. Or I
tried to. He actually outlasted me and turned it all around. He
showed me what romance, sex, and fucking were all about. We both
missed a couple of days of work while he taught me to please him and
he showed me that pleasing him was exactly what I wanted to do. I
came so hard and so often that I thought I'd gone to heaven."
"It sounds fabulous!" Emily told her.
They were at the gate now and Junior hopped out to open the gate for
Bob and Patty to drive thru. Junior pocketed the pink ribbons and
asked Bob: "Can I drive your Jeep?"
"Sure Junior, let me move over." Bob moved to the passenger seat and
buckled in. Junior buckled up and put the Jeep in gear and drove off
toward town.
Patty continued her story: "Well, there were years of hell first;
before I met Bob. Then I wanted to quit school and get married. The
asshole acted just like that high school teacher I had. He wouldn't
even fuck me if I didn't go to class. Eventually we got married with
the proviso that I'd complete my doctorate while he began teaching
here. It was hell. I bought a whole drawer of sex toys to keep me
from jumping the hunks on campus. I had a hot body and every guy I
met wanted to fuck me! Here I was, married and horny, without my man.
You say you're hot. Imagine what it would be like after years of
steady cocks, having your pick of the biggest or fattest, and suddenly
I find I'm married and trying to be `true' to my husband.
"Jesus. How did you do it!" Emily asked, wide eyed at Patty's story.
"It's like I said earlier. Trust! I trusted him and he trusted me.
I believed, I knew, that he'd not violate our vows. I knew I'd never
get a better chance at a good life unless I stayed true to Bob and our
vows. And I must say, after only a few days here, that it's the best
arrangement I've ever had. And I don't want to blow it!"
They laughed together again and then Patty got serious.
"I want to speak frankly with you. Woman to woman. Ok?"
"Yeah, sure." Emily said, wondering where this was going.
"I know that Bob has the hots for you. Shit, seeing you in action I
would think him weird if he didn't lust for you. But I want to tell
you straight out. Don't fuck him without my permission. Bob and I
have a good understanding and we've messed around some. But always
with mutual consent. I'd kinda like to taste and enjoy Junior's fat
cock, but I won't without Bob's agreement. You understand?"
Emily, dumbfounded with these new sexual values, said "I think so."
"Well, let me make this plain. I'll fight to my death for him. I
don't care how much money you have, how sexy you can be, how fantastic
a fuck you might be, I'll kill you before I let him dump me for you,
or any other woman. I am his and he is mine. We've made vows in
front of God! I'll fight and fight and fight for him. He's mine and
you'll have to go find your own guy. Now I'll share, given it's
agreed upon beforehand, but don't think for a minute that I'll play
any games or accept anything less than total possession. OK? Am I
clear on this?"
Emily, a little frightened, said "Yeah, sure!"
"Good! Now we can be happy sisters. Look, we're setting up a fucking
garden at our house. No, a real garden designed for sex! We're going
to finalize the plans this next week. You've just got to come out and
see it. And our pool. I know you love to swim. Why not get Bob to
bring you out when he leaves the office for the day. My car got here
today and I'll just bring you back after we swim and have dinner. Do
you like to cook? No? Well it's great fun. I'll teach you. With a
hunk like Junior to please, the sooner you start to learn to cook, the
better off you'll be. It's not hard; it's as easy as any lab
experiment. It smells a lot better too!"
They laughed together and talked some more as they got into town and
were winding their way to campus.
"I'm sorry that we can't get together this weekend. We're going out
of town and won't be back until Sunday. Hey, write down your
telephone number for me. If we get back early, I'll call. I could
pick you up and we can hang out together for a while. Ok?"
"Yeah, sure. That would be nice." Emily muttered, sad that Patty
would be away for the weekend. Junior was going to be away too; he
had out-of-town relatives staying over. She'd be alone for another
weekend. Just like all those years before coming to college.
Emily showed Patty where to park in front of her dorm and Junior
pulled up right next to them. He and Bob jumped out. Patty was out,
hugging and kissing Emily thanking her for sharing of Lake Emily. Bob
moved in and got a big hug and kiss, telling her that he'll always
remember `Beautiful Emily's Lake'. Bob and Patty climbed into the
Jeep pulled out as Junior said: "I'll be over within the hour",
reminding Emily that he had a job to do.
Junior carried up the picnic basket and the lemonade jug to Emily's
room.
"Man on the floor! Man on the floor!" Emily yelled, still getting a
hoot out of saying the required phrase.
In Emily's room, Junior could feel her frustration, her anger at being
alone, her sadness at being left alone for another weekend. He set
everything down and went to lock up the lock box to the chain around
Emily's bed headboard. He stood and handed the four keys to Emily.
two each for the box and the chain lock.
"Hide one set in the bottom of your book bag and the other set on your
body or in a hidden place where no one will find it. Keep it off your
room key chain or anyplace obvious," Junior told her. Then he took
her in his arms as she began to weep openly.
"Oh darling. Please don't. I can't stay. I made promises to my
family. Come on, be fair. Don't do this to me!" Junior begged.
He kissed away the tears as best he could. "Didn't we have a great
day? You were so wonderful sucking me! It was really, really great!
I love you. I love you for letting me eat you and thrill you thru
lots and lots of cums. Don't cry. Don't spoil a beautiful day.
Please. Why ruin a wonderful day at the lake?"
Emily sniffled and shook her head in agreement.
"Look at your blouse!" Junior asked. "Covered with the egg you
attacked me with!"
"NO! You did it! It's all your fault." But she couldn't keep up her
sadness and began to giggle.
"Remember the olives? Remember the chocolate eclair? That was pretty
exciting too!" Junior reminded her.
Emily giggled some more and lost her unhappiness. Her arms wrapped
around Junior and they kissed passionately.
Junior pulled back in mock disgust, "Is that the mouth you suck cocks
with?"
Emily smiled and laughed: "You bet your ass it is!"
They kissed some more and Junior looked at Emily's clock.
"Honey, I got to go back to work. I've got to get ready for next
week's labs. Pull the schedules and all that. If I can get Maryann's
agreement on when she'll stay over, I'll call you. I'll leave a note
at the desk for you if you're out. Ok? Hey, what's your E-Mail
address. I'll send you a hot, sexy note!"
"Ok. I'll write it down for you. Here. Remember that I love you!
Don't forget me!"
He kissed her again and told her: "I love you too, and I'll never
forget you!" and left.
After Junior left her dorm room, Emily unpacked the picnic basket,
putting the leftovers in her refrigerator. She thought about the
foods as she put them away. She just had to practice sucking the
pimento out of an olive and sexily licked the filling out of a deviled
egg. Her mood improved and she turned on her radio to a rock music
station. She tossed the table cloth and napkins into the laundry
basket and decided to wash a load. She stripped off her soiled blouse
and skirt, adding them to the basket. She put on a short silk
dressing robe and carried her basket to the dorm laundry room with her
soap and a handful of quarters. She loaded a washer and got it
running. Just as she was about to leave with her soap, the girl who'd
help her shave her pussy in the shower showed up.
"Hey!" the girl greeted her, carrying an armful of lingerie.
"Hey back!" Emily said. "You don't wash your dainties by hand?"
"No, these are nylon or rayon or polyester; so I can use a machine. I
wash my silk stuff by hand. See, I got a hot date tonight with my
boyfriend and I want to wear this teddy set for him. I put my hair up
in pig tails and use my little girl voice. He goes nuts when I wear
the little girl clothes and he peels down my panties so he can see my
bald pussy. Well, I just lay back and cum and cum and cum. Sometimes
he gets a little wild and tears my stuff off. That's why I'm not
wearing my good lingerie. I'll save that for special!"
"What's your name?" Emily asked. "I'm Emily. I don't know yours."
"Elizabeth, but everyone calls me Liz."
"Your plan sounds like a lot of fun Liz!"
"I hope so! I haven't gotten laid all week. He's always busy with
classes or Labs or studies or something. At least I get a little
action on the weekends. And you? Are you going to show your
boyfriend your naked pussy?"
Emily looked around for listening ears and heard two girls laughing,
coming into the laundry. They each had a big pile of clothes and
needed all the washers, even the two Emily and Liz were using.
"It looks like you need our washers; they'll soon be done," Emily
suggested. "There's four quarters in my basket here on this washer.
When it's done, just put the wet clothes in a dryer on medium with the
four quarters. That way you don't have to wait for me to come back.
Ok?"
The two girls agreed but Liz didn't have any more quarters and would
have to get some change at the desk. Emily tossed two more quarters
into her basket and told the two girls to just put all the wet clothes
from the two washes into one dryer and use all six of the quarters.
Everyone was happy and Emily took Liz to her room so she could tell
her about the reaction to her shaved pussy.
"He just loved it!" Emily told her new friend after she'd shut the
door. "He ate me twice last night and once today while we were on a
picnic. It was fantastic!"
Emily continued to tell Liz about the picnic and how sexy they got
with the foods. She left out of the story exactly where they'd gone
or who else was there, but she pulled out the leftover deviled eggs
and offered one to Liz.
"Sure!" Liz accepted. "I'm starving! Wait a minute! I don't have to
smear this on your big tits to eat it, do I?"
"No," giggled Emily. "If you're hungry, have some chicken. I've
eaten quite a bit this afternoon and you are welcome to what's left."
Emily told Liz as she took the towel off the box of chicken. "It's
still a little warm," Emily exclaimed as Liz grabbed a chicken leg to
chew on. Emily got out the olives and pickles; the two girls had
their own picnic on her dorm room carpet.
"You should have seen what he did with the eclair!" Emily told Liz as
she explained about getting smeared *all* over with the eclair filling
and getting it eaten off.
"Chocolate?" Liz screeched. "He put it everywhere? On your tits and
pussy too?"
Emily smiled, happy to no longer be an innocent sexual novice, and
shocked Liz with: "And *inside* me too!"
"God!" Liz hollered. "He ate it out of your pussy?"
Emily smiled and nodded happily, glad to be able to shock Liz. Emily
leaned forward and whispered in a conspiratorial tone: "And he put it
somewhere else too!"
"NO!" Liz squealed. She asked in a whisper: "You mean he licked it
off your. . . .your backside?"
Emily smiled radiantly, knowing she just had to use the words, "Yes,
he licked my ass! He rimmed me and reamed me! It was sooooo
*nasty*!"
"OH MY GOD!" Liz yelled, eyes wide. "That's fantastic! Did you cum?"
"My orgasm was so hard I nearly passed out. Then he went back to
finish eating out my cunt and pushed two fingers at my G-spot, one up
my ass, and sucked my clit until I *did* pass out. God! Did I cum!
It was heavenly!"
Liz sat back and nibbled on a piece of chicken, quiet with thought.
Emily waited to hear what she might say and took a olive and sucked
out the pimento sexily. Liz watched her and chuckled as she picked an
olive too, looking at it to see how to suck the pimento out. Emily
explained it and showed her how to both suck it out or blow it out.
"Here, let's practice, Emily said. "I'll do it to you. I'll blow it
into your mouth and you hold it out to me on the tip of your tongue.
I'll get an end between my teeth and then you do the same."
The former lesbian Liz had no qualms and moved to hold the open of the
olive in her lips and teeth while Emily held the back end with the
small hole in it. When Liz was ready, Emily blew the red pimento into
Liz's mouth.
"Don't bite or chew it," Emily instructed. "Move it onto the tip of
your tongue and let me at it."
Liz did and Emily used her tongue tip to move it around to where she
could grab it with her teeth. Liz couldn't believe that this
`straight' virginal girl was sexily teasing her tongue with her own!
It was one of the most sexy foreplay acts she'd ever done. Emily
finally got the end of the pimento between her teeth, pulling it
slightly to give Liz the cue. Liz pulled her tongue back into her
mouth to grab the other end of the slick red pimento with her teeth.
The two women found themselves inches apart with the short pimento
stretched between their teeth.
"Unnnt ow?" Liz asked. (What now?)
"Ah ownt owe!" Emily replied (I don't know!)
They got the giggles and before they had to break apart to laugh, Liz
pushed her lips onto Emily's and kissed her hotly. The pimento broke
and Emily felt Liz's tongue probing her mouth in search of the rest of
the pimento. Shocked, Emily pulled back sharply and lay back panting,
not realizing that her short robe had fallen completely open. Her big
tits and shaved pussy were fully displayed.
Liz roamed her eyes up and down Emily's nude body, halting to look at
her with sparkling eyes.
"God, you look good enough to eat, with or without chocolate eclair
filling! Or any stupid pimento!"
They laughed off the awkward moment and Emily closed her robe.
"Sweetie," Liz said. "I know you like to put on about how innocent
you are, but with that story and that sexy body, you're a man's wet
dream. Or a girls wet dream! I know I've sworn off women, now that
I'm dating Joe, but you really do tempt me!"
"NO, no!" Emily stated emphatically. "I'm a virgin! I've never been
with a girl either! It's true! I'm not even on the pill!"
Liz, truly shocked, said: "Honey, I can't believe a beautiful woman
like you isn't on the pill. Well, you're right for waiting. Don't
screw a guy without protection."
Emily turned and looked around the room as if someone might be
listening: "I don't expect to be a virgin very much longer. Do you
think I can get some contraceptive at the health center?"
"Get some? Hell, they hand them out like candy! If you're over
eighteen and have sixty bucks, it's a done deal. If you've had a
gynecological exam recently it'll cost only 12 dollars for the pills.
It's a snap. But remember, they take a couple of weeks before you
have full protection. It depends on when your period is. They even
give Depo-Provera, the three month contraceptive injection. They say
it's safer than the pill and is a lot less hassle. You wouldn't
imagine the times I've forgotten to take my morning pill and had to
sweat until I got my period. You should read about it on the web!
I'm going to get on Depo when I have a chance to stop taking the pill.
I've heard that I need to be off for one cycle before I can get the
shot. But I don't think I can go without fucking for a whole month!"
"Wow. Are you sure It's that easy?" Emily questioned Liz.
"Yes, I'm sure. The only girls I don't know not on the pill are ones
who can't; and you! Hey, look at the time! Shit! I've got to get
my clothes, clean up, and pack. I'm going to stay at his apartment
over the weekend. Joe's roommates are gone and I'm going to get
fucked every way possible. Come on, let's go get our stuff from the
laundry."
Emily went with her new friend to the laundry. On the way down Emily
asked Liz to please not broadcast her sexual activities around the
dorm.
"You can talk about what we did, but don't tell it was me. I'm still
a little shy. If I hear someone make a crack to me or imply that they
know about my sexual doings, I'll know it was you that told them. I
like you and I think we can be good friends, but you are the only one
I've told. If I hear anything, I'll know that it came from you.
Please Liz, be discreet. Please?"
Liz stopped just outside the laundry room and studied Emily carefully.
"Ok, I think you're serious. Let me be honest with you. The fastest
way to be totally rejected around here is to blab about other people.
Especially about the other girls in the dorm and even more so if it's
about their sex lives. Now we all talk and laugh about guys and if
you tell a bunch of girls about getting wildly fucked or sucking three
cocks at once, then your heroics will be all over the floor in an
hour. But you don't ever talk with someone one-on-one and not be able
to trust them. The things you told me are special, are secrets
between us two. I might tell someone that I heard about getting sexy
with olives or eclairs, but I'd never say that I heard it from you. I
would never do that to you, or any other woman here. We have a code
word for it: GB. It means gossiping bitch! If you hear anyone
talking about someone's personal secrets, confront them. Call them a
GB and let everyone know who she is. It's the code of girl's dorms
everywhere. It's early in the session, but we've not yet found a GB
here in this dorm. When we do, everyone will know who she is and know
to avoid her. OK? Do you understand?"
"Yes. Thank you for your honesty. I'm really new and this college
dorm stuff is all a little strange to me. Thanks, I appreciate your
insight. Friends?"
Liz laughed and they hugged in mutual appreciation.
As they went into the empty laundry, Liz asked: "Just where did you
get those chocolate eclairs?" They began to giggle again as Emily
told her where to get them, the deviled eggs, and the olives too!
Their clothes were mostly dry so they took out what was done and let
the rest spin to finish drying. They stood at the folding table and
talked some more as they folded their clothes.
"What did you mean about `this college dorm stuff'?" Liz asked. "Were
you somewhere else in a dorm?"
Emily explained that she'd been in private boarding school most of her
life. One school, in her early teen years, had been dormitory style.
There, among the young girls, life had been hell for Emily.
"I hated it! Those clique bitches were terrible. There wasn't any
privacy and what little you got was always invaded by stupid tricks,
spying eyes, or sneaky jokesters. The worst ones tried to force sex
on the younger ones. I wouldn't have anything to do with them. They
tried to make an example of me; to break my resistance so that the
other girls would give in too. They'd sneak into my room while I was
in class or out at field hockey and have sex on my bed. They'd leave
a big wet spot on my blankets and wipe themselves with my pillows so
that they stunk from their sex juices. I fixed them. I had my
guardian send me three miniature tape recorders and two micro-cameras.
I `wired' my room, myself, and took clandestine photographs. One
camera was infrared and I got some great shots. I kept a complete
journal of their harassment. I sent the film, tapes, and the journals
to my guardian each week."
"Way to go Emily!" Liz cheered.
"He's really a nice old man and he's really sweet to me. But back
then, when I was only eleven, he didn't believe what I told him about
the vicious, evil girls I was forced to live with. The school was
highly recommended and had a superior academic rating. So I
understood his reluctance to believe me. I was just hoping that he'd
see the evidence and get me out of there at the end of the term. I
didn't realize how furious he got when his assistant showed him the
developed photos, my journal, and the transcribed tapes. He ordered
the `Public Education' expert of his law firm to investigate the
school. They hired a detective agency to mount a `money-is-no-object
investigation of the school, the masters and mistresses, the
instructors, the board of overseers, the owners and stockholders, and
tried to interview every former student or anyone who'd worked there.
They even got an investigator placed on the cafeteria staff to get an
inside view."
"Each week my films, tapes, and journals were meticulously studied and
reviewed. My guardian got so pissed that his blood pressure caused
him distress. His wife got mad at his working so hard and demanded he
take a vacation. He tried to explain but got nowhere with her until
he let her see a week's worth of photos, listen to the tapes, and read
the journals. The poor woman almost had a heart attack, or so she
told me later. She declared *War* on the school and called the
governor of the state, a personal friend of hers and beneficiary of
her largesse. She flew on the firm's jet to the capital and met the
governor in his mansion that night to show him the week's set of
evidence."
"I kept calling my guardian and asking what he thought, but the sweet
man lied to me, telling me that they were still looking into it and
that I should keep on sending the `stuff' in. I found out later that
a judge had authorized a wire tape and the state police were
monitoring all calls. The state police convinced a cleaning woman
that she `had an out-of-state family emergency' and that a new woman
would take her place for a few weeks. She turned out to be an
undercover lady state cop and she copied the files of the offending
girls. The detective agency investigated the out-of-state families of
the wicked girls and the governor's office had the in-state families
checked out. There was a lot of stuff I never found out."
"After five weeks of my collecting evidence, we awoke in the morning
to the police in complete control of the school. There were three
police matrons on each floor of the dormitories. The telephones were
turned off and everyone was ordered to stay in their room. The
governor himself was there and visited me in my room. He said that he
couldn't be seen with me, because they didn't want anyone to know
where the photos, tapes, and journals came from. All the children
were underage and their confidentiality had to be protected. He just
wanted to thank me for being so brave and for helping clean out a
cesspool of illegal and immoral activity being perpetrated against
children."
"That must have been wild!" Liz stated.
"Oh yeah! It got better! They carefully searched each girls room; a
state's attorney's office investigator, a state cop, and a police
matron, with the room's girl present. They even did mine; of course
the governor had taken my cameras, recorders, and the current journal
with him to give to my guardian who waited with his wife outside in
his limo. I remember being so scared that the matron had to hold me
to stop my shaking. By noon we were all told that the school had been
permanently shut down and that all of our families had been notified
to pick us up or make arrangements to return home. All the staff were
gone and only the cafeteria food service remained to feed us. We were
herded to the cafeteria and told to sit in groups by dorm floor at one
of the big tables."
"There a state social worker joined us and put name tags on each of
us. She told us to go get whatever food we wanted and that we had to
return to that table to eat. Two of the bitches on my floor tried to
get away, but a big police matron grabbed them just outside the door
and dragged them back. The social worker, it's obvious to me now that
she knew that they were trouble makers, told them that they would be
under special watch from now on and if they failed to follow her
instructions to the letter, she'd have them handcuffed to their beds
until their folks came to get them. I wanted to jump up and down with
a big cheer, but I was too nervous. After lunch, we were taken
outside to play kick ball or any other game we wanted. Except for our
two bitches and some other unruly girls. They were taken to a TV
lounge and forced to sit and watch TV while we played outside. No one
said anything about what was going on; I guess most of the girls were
like me. Scared and confused."
"We'd been out for about an hour when one of the social workers called
us all together. She said that this was all a terrible thing and that
she wanted us to know that they were going to be sure to contact
everyone's parents. No one would be left alone and no one would be
left behind. They'd stay until each girl was picked up by a family
member or taken to an airport to fly directly to them. Now, for some
of us, she had good news. Our reunions with our families had been
arranged and we'd be leaving soon. They would call out our names and
we were you to go line up at the door to go get our stuff ready to
leave. They'd call out the names as soon as they got appraised of
their families intentions. My name was one of the first called and I
joyously went and stood in line."
"First I was interviewed by a social worker and asked if I'd been
inappropriately touched or if I knew if anyone had. I told all
and gave the names of the evil bitches and those younger girls they'd
molested. They asked me if I knew of any staff, instructors, masters,
or mistresses who'd inappropriately touched any student. I had no
knowledge of any of that. Finally they asked me if I wanted to say
anything else. I told them that it was about time that the hellhole
of a school was shut down. I told them to please thank whoever it was
that had `told' on them."
Their dryer shut off and the two girls got the rest of their clothes
out to fold.
"I was taken to my room and I put my clothes in my suitcases and my
books and stuff in some boxes. A policeman came by with a big cart
and we took it all to the limo. I didn't even wave good bye. It was
a horrible place. As it turns out, the man and women in charge are
still in jail. Seems as though they were running a porno operation;
selling video tapes of young girls having lesbian sex. All the
masters and mistresses were involved, as well as the school nurse and
most of the instructors. The investigation further revealed that it
had been going on for years. It turned out finally that the state and
national accreditation boards were corrupt too. They were getting
free sex video tapes as well as a slice of the take. God! What a
mess."
"That was the last time I was in a dormitory. By the way, I'm not
against girl/girl sex, I just don't think it's right to physically
force it on young girls, or older girls for that matter. I don't care
what another girl or woman wants to do between her sheets. But I am
sure that I don't want to mess around with a girl before I get
seriously fucked by a man. Does that make sense?"
"Yes honey. It sure does. Listen, I've got to go. Thanks for the
food and thanks for the fantastic story. I'll see you in the shower!
Ha! Ha!" Liz laughed as she left the laundry.
Emily finished her folding and returned to her room. She decided that
she needed to spend the rest of her evening making her `experiment'
reports and do some more `research' on the web. `How do they spell
analingus?' she wondered.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Junior had driven over to the Chem building. It was a typical Friday
afternoon in the summer session. No one was around. Patty was
working on her computer when Junior walked in with a big grin. He
moved directly to Patty, pulled her up from her seat at the computer,
and kissed her lovingly as they embraced.
"Thanks so much for your help with Emily!" Junior said between kisses.
"She's fantastic! No wonder you're in love. She's smart, beautiful,
witty, and very, very sexy. God! Both Bob and I could hardly keep
from jumping her. How did she handle the sex at the lake? I hope we
didn't go too far?"
"No that didn't bother her. What she got upset about was that she'd
be alone again this weekend. With you and Bob going `out of town' and
my family having `out of town' relatives, she was feeling pretty low.
But I explained that I had to stay home to help my Mom and that she
had all this new data to record in her experiments notebook, as well
as more research to do. She was laughing when I left her. Oh, please
help me to remember this weekend to call her about Maryann's visit and
to send her a `sexy' E-mail. Ok?"
"Sure, no problem. I'll tell Bob too. So how soon can we get out of
here? I'm really looking forward to meeting your Mom and Dad."
"Well let me queue up the lab lesson plans and I can leave as soon as
they print."
"Good! I've got them ready for the printer. See?" Patty showed
Junior that she'd gotten all the Chemistry Labs lesson plans for the
next week ready to print.
"Oh yeah!" Junior exclaimed as he kissed Patty again. "There.
They're on the queue now. I'll go upstairs and get them. You call
Bob and tell him to grab his briefcase and lockup. I'll be right
back."
"Keep your hands off that cute printer girl. If you want to play,
I'll be right here!" Patty laughed at him as he took off for the third
floor.
Julie heard Junior coming toward her office and was seated and waiting
for him. The printer was churning out his Lab lessons and she knew it
was his regular Friday routine to print just before leaving for the
weekend.
"Hey, Julie! How's it going?" Junior greeted her as he made his way
to the printer.
"Hey yourself. How's life in the fast lane?"
"Fast lane? You've got to be kidding!" Junior retorted. "The only
fast lane I see is the one next to me when I drive my heap home!"
"Well, I meant that sexy new office mate of yours. Remember? Patty?"
"Oh yes. Patty. The Doctor Wentworth who's married to our Doctor
Wentworth! That Patty?"
"Right!" Julie replied. "That Patty!"
"The last I checked she was *very* married to our good Doc. She looks
good, just like you, but wears ankle length dresses everyday she's
been here. You, on the other hand, wear some real cute short-shorts
and nice brief tops."
Junior knew very well what Patty had done to her the previous day and
understood exactly what Julie was driving at. He had to stop it at
it's source.
Junior moved to her desk and looked down at Julie's scantly clad body.
Her attire today was as usual: brief light blue shorts and a white
crop top. She wasn't sweating today, but he could still see her
nipples thru the thin material of her top.
"You look pretty hot but I expect that you're still *very* married
too. Aren't you?"
Julie looked down and then back up at Junior saying quietly: "Yes.
Yes I am!"
Junior went and picked up his completed printouts and turned again to
Julie.
"Is there something going on that I should know about? Have you seen
something or heard something that I should know?" Junior asked Julie.
"No," Julie admitted. "There's nothing special that you should know
about."
"Ok, Good." Junior replied. "I just don't want any stupid rumors
going around about me and the Doc's wife. He's my Professor and
advisor. I really like him. I respect him and think he's a lucky guy
to have a smart, cute wife like Patty. If you hear any evil gossip
about Patty and I, I'd appreciate that you let me know who said it so
I can squash it in the bud. Now if you want to start some rumors
about you and me, I'm willing to discuss it with you personally!"
Junior leered at Julie.
"Junior!" she exclaimed as she threw an erasure at him. "You're
impossible!"
Junior laughed and dodged the erasure and called out as he left.
"Have a good weekend. I'll see you on Monday!"
Julie smiled, shook her head, and said: "You too! Have a good
weekend."
In Julie's wildest imagination she couldn't even begin to conceive of
the weekend of sex Junior was going to enjoy.
End Chapter 34
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21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story **********************
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Copyright 2000
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