It was the week before Winter Break and I was depressed. I broke up with my boyfriend and all my roommates were going home for the holidays. My options were rather limited, I could go home for the holidays but that thought wasn’t all that appealing because the time I spent with my folks always left a great deal to be desired. On the other hand, spending the holidays all alone in a big city that was still strange wasn’t very appealing either. To make things worse, I was horny again. I wasn’t any virgin by any stretch of the imagination when I met Randy at the Freshman Meet and Greet mixer but I had never gone all the way with any of the guys I dated while in high school. I was one of the school’s real hotties but I had never let any of the boys’ go all the way with me. Why? I really don’t know to be totally honest with you but mutual masturbation had been my thing back then. That satisfied me back then because I never knew how really fantastic having a hard cock inside me would make me feel. I was a little reluctant to go all the way with Randy too but I don’t regret surrendering to him in the end the least little bit. Randy had taken me back to his dorm room after the mixer ended. He fixed us a couple of drinks, put a CD in the player and we started to dance. Looking back on that night now I was sort of like that girl in the Country and Western song by Joe Nichols, Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off. Slowly as we sipped our drinks and danced, all my clothes fell off. By the time he eased me down on his bed, I was ready and eager to surrender the last vestige of my virginity to Randy. Something else happened to me that night too. I’m not exactly sure what Randy did to me but I now almost any erotic stimulus turns me on in a flash. Playing with myself use to satisfy me but not since that night. I crave the warm touches of another loving human being. The days before the last day of classes for me passed slowly. For me, Winter Break started after, Bob’s Psch 101 class, four days before Christmas Eve Day. Like most of the younger instructors at the college, Bob prefer being called by his first name rather than the more formal “Professor” or “Dr.” Lately, I’d been having sexual fantasies involving him. I think every girl in his class were having sexual fantasies about him. He was six feet tall with a body that bulged with muscles. Hell, it looked like his muscles had muscles. He was a Black Belt and participated in tournaments, the shelf behind his desk in his campus office was lined with his trophies. Oh, I forgot, he was hung like proverbial Italian Stallion. How did I know that, you ask. His long cock and huge nut sack was always clearly outlined with the tight jeans he wore. Lately, just fantasizing about what his cock would feel like inside me would make me so fucking horny that I had to get myself off in the bathroom right after his classes ended. Fortunately, his class was always my last class of the day. Lately, I had been finding it more difficult to keep from caressing myself right their in the classroom. Thank god, I finally lost the battle. I think that Bob knew the effect he had on us girls because he would always caress our bare arms, backs, or necks as he stood by our desks checking our work. Lately he had singled me out for special attention. He would set on the edge of his desk, a few feet from where I sat, as he lectured. As he talked, his eyes would keep returning to my face and them slowly drift down to caress my erect nipples through the stretched thin fabric that held the captive. I never wore a bra because I enjoyed the way the soft fabric caressed them keeping them in a mild state of arousal. I like the way the cool air flowed through my tops making my nipples tingle and grow even harder. That night I was wearing a black, satin vest and a gray, plaid miniskirt. I really liked that top because it left my arms, shoulders, and upper back bare. It also stopped a couple of inches above my skirt’s waistband, baring my cute little bellybutton. Towards the end of class that night Bob started spending more and more time with me checking my notes. Standing close behind my chair, he would place his hands on my bare shoulders as he leaned over me, his fingertips caressing my shoulders and neck. By now my nipple were so hard that even the soft satin material of my vest pressing against them had become painful. Bob no later made any pretense of checking my work; he just stood behind me caressing me with his powerful fingers. Slowly he slipped his hands down to the buttons on vest and unfastened two of them, only one button kept me from being completely naked to the waist. I moaned in pleasure as he slipped a hand inside my vest to play with my throbbing nipples. His touch was just too much for me; I slipped a hand inside my skirt to finger myself. Before leaving me to make one last trip around the classroom to wish everyone happy holidays, he took my free hand and slipped it inside my gaping vest, placing my fingers around my enflamed nipples. When the last of the other students left, I heard him snap the lock on the door and pull the blinds down.
Returning to me, he slipped out of his sandals and sat down on my desk, placing his bare feet lightly on my thighs as he leaned forward to open the last button on my vest and pushing it back on my shoulders. Leaning closer to me still he pushed my miniskirt up around my hips and pulled my sopping wet g-string off. “I have a daughter, Sandy, you’ll meet her in a couple of hours Amber.” Bob unfasten his jeans and stepped out of them to stand naked between my spread thighs, releasing his rampant erection. “Sandy, like you, was always horny. She never tried to hide her arousal from any of us-me, her mother, Linda, or her brother, Phillip. She spent a lot of time playing with herself. At first she did it behind closed doors but her loud moaning as she had orgasm after orgasm, made what she was doing no secret.” Bob stroked his thick shaft slowly as he continued his sexually arousing monologue. His confession was driving me wild and I was fingering myself furiously wanting to have my first orgasm with Bob to be a mutual orgasm. “One day Sandy forgot to close her bedroom door completely. I eased it open to find her lying on her side on the bed fingering herself furiously as tears streamed down her cheeks. I slipped off my shorts and stretched out beside her on the bed. Turning to me, she threw herself into my arms moaning ‘hold me tight please, dad. Just hold me I need to feel the touch of someone that loves me and wants me. Playing with myself satisfies me physically but it doesn’t satisfy my emotional needs to be held, touched, and loved.’ ” Bob’s cock knob had swollen to the size of a tennis ball and there was precum dripping steadily from its long spreading slit. Slipping down to kneel between my trembling thighs, he started to caress my soft inner thighs with his free hand. His cock knob now resting against my belly. “I think you are suffering the same way Sandy was, Amber. You’re almost ready to cum now aren’t you, Amber? “Oh, god, yes. How did you know that I needed this? Oh hold me please. Hold me in your arms.” Bob pulled me tightly against his hard body with his free arm as he pumped his twitching shaft at a lightning fast pace. Seconds later, I started cumming. The first wave of orgasms rolled over me, as the first wad of his scalding hot jism shot up between my titties to strike my chin. Bob held me tight until the last wave of violent orgasms rolled over me, leaving me as weak as a new born babe but also leaving me feeling totally satisfied for the first time since Randy left me. “Sandy and I became lovers a few nights after that. Amber, I would like you to move out of your dorm room and move in with us. We’re unconventional in every sense of the word. Phillip and Linda are lovers as are Sandy and Phillip. Phillip has had Sandy and Linda together as I have. Phillip and me haven’t done it together not because we think that there’s anything wrong with two guys making love to each other, we haven’t don it because it’s not our thing. Honey, I’ve told them all about you and they want you to come live with us. What do you say, Amber? You spend the Holidays with us. If you decide you don’t want to stay, I’ll bring you back to the dorm.” Bob took my cum stained fingers into his mouth and started sucking them clean. As sucked long and hard on them I felt myself becoming aroused again. Reaching out I took his still turgid shaft in my hand stroking it back to life. “This is like all my fantasies coming true at once. I really don’t need to think this over if I can still have sex with others too if someone turns me.” “We all have our intimate friends and enjoy an occasional intimate encounter with the perfect stranger.” Suddenly Bob stood up, picked me up, and placed me on the top of my desk. Without a moments hesitation he spread my thighs as far apart as they would go and slammed his huge cock all the way inside me in one mighty thrust. I screamed out at the suddenness of his penetrating me. I felt as if I was being ripped apart as he slammed in and out of my hole like a human pile driver. Pain and ecstasy mingled as I soared higher then I had ever gone before. My imminent orgasm kept building as he battered his pubic bone against mine. Digging my long nails into his powerful shoulder muscles I clung on for dear life as my own hips started flying upwards to meet his thrust for mighty thrust. Finally my whole body arched upwards as I every nerve ending in my exploded like Fourth of July fireworks. Release flowed over me and through me like a powerful current of high voltage electricity. When my consciousness slowly returned to my body I didn’t see how sex could ever get any better than that but somehow I knew that it was going to.
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