College Fun: Anthology
written by:
The Collector

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've written several stories in the "College Fun" mold now, and all of them are loosely based upon situations that occurred (or that I wish had occurred) while I was in college myself.

I wanted to structure this story a bit differently. I had ideas for several short stories involving the characters who frequent my "College Fun" stories, and I didn't want to write each as a stand alone piece. Instead, I formatted things so that the characters tell these stories to one another as the reader "listens in" on the conversation by reading the stories themselves. This is something I have not done before, but I hope it is to the liking of my readers.

I have added a note before each new "story" in the Anthology so that it will be easier for readers to tell who the "storyteller" is during that portion of this larger story.

I always appreciate feedback from readers, and I read every comment sent to me. Also, please remember to vote for this story.

Thank you all for reading, and enjoy the story.

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Notice: This story is a work of fiction, with portions told in the first and third person. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story has been copyrighted in the year 2007 by the author known as "The Collector" (collectorauthor@yahoo.com). The author has agreed to place this story onto specific sites on the Internet for the purposes of enjoyment by adult readers who wish to view this kind of material online. Any questions about this story, including questions about the possibility of publishing this story on other websites and/or by using other media, should be directed to the email address given above for "The Collector".

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[b]College Fun: Anthology [/b]

There are women who are attractive, and then there are the women who are pure sexual creatures whose scope and range go way beyond any man's normal breaking point. A normally functioning straight man cannot help but to instantly fantasize about bedding down with these women - it's just a natural progression of his thoughts when he spots her.

It is inevitable that young college men will encounter these types of women, because young women in particular exude this sexual presence that captures these college boys and provides them with images that cause them both sexual stress, and later when they masturbate (or perhaps if their dreams come true and they actually get to have sex with these vixens), it gives them sexual release.

For Scott and Jon, two horny young college students, it was no different. This was now the end of the semester, and the guys had decided to meet for drinks and discuss the recent events in their lives.

Jon sat down in the corner booth at the local restaurant where the two of them always met. When the waitress came over, he ordered a soda and then took a light sip, wondering when Scott would arrive.

His question was answered quickly, for he spotted Scott strolling over, a swagger in his step as he grinned from ear to ear.

"What's got you so happy?" Jon asked, both genuinely interested and, in an odd way, a bit put off by his friend's outward show of satisfaction.

"I've got some great stories to tell you, my friend!" Scott gushed, his smile now beaming at Jon.

"Hold the reigns there a bit, big boy," the waitress said, trying to maneuver her way down the aisle. "You look thirsty, care for a drink?" She asked Scott this quickly while passing food to the guy behind her at the bar.

"I'll have a draft beer for now, please," Scott said, and she smiled and walked away.

"Dude, I have so much to tell you," Scott said, obviously anxious to talk to Jon.

Jon took a sip from his drink and looked up. "Yeah, I have a few stories for you, too, but I better let you go first or I think your head will split open."

The waitress brought Scott his beer, and after chugging a few swallows, he began to tell Jon a story.

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[b]Scott Speaking[/b]

This semester, I had a major project in my marketing management class. The class was divided into two teams by our professor, so it sucked because you couldn't pick your own teammates. I was praying for some good people on my team, because a few people in the class looked like they didn't care at all, and I wanted to do well.

Fortunately, I got put on a team with mostly good people. There was one guy named Drew who was some kind of know-it-all. He pretty much took over the project and dominated any discussion about it from day one, like some kind of self-elected leader. No one really challenged him, though, and I sure as hell didn't want to create a division within the group, so I let him slide.

One of the first things I noticed, though, was this fairly attractive blond woman in our group. Her name was Courtney. She had a pretty face, with big blue eyes and nice skin. Okay, so maybe she was a little too tan for my liking, especially for the middle of winter. Anyway, she was really thin, with very small boobs, but a nice little ass and legs that weren't the best I've ever seen, but still very nice. I took a liking to her physical appearance right away and made a note to myself to try and make a move as soon as possible. After all, if it didn't work out, better to get it out of the way sooner rather than later.

I must be the luckiest guy alive, because when it came time for our self-appointed leader Drew to dole out assignments to four groups of two people each, he paired me with Courtney. I smiled at her when she looked at me, and she smiled back, and I took that as a great sign of things to come, and let me tell you, it was.

Courtney and I set up a time to go to the computer lab on campus and do research together just before the end of class, and then we went home. Even though I've met and been with women far more attractive than her, for some reason I couldn't get Courtney off of my mind. There was just something about her that awakened my primal urge. I knew right then that I didn't want to form some sort of relationship with this woman; no, I wanted to fuck her.

We met in the computer lab on a Tuesday morning. Courtney was carrying a cup of coffee she had bought in the building lobby even though she wasn't supposed to have it in the computer lab, so I brought a bottle of sports drink. She flashed me a smile and we made small talk as we climbed the stairs to the computer lab.

We took seats next to one another, but unfortunately all the computers near the printer were taken, so it meant long walks every time we printed something out. I quickly became aware of the fact that Courtney making these long walks wasn't a bad thing for me; I could watch her ass move gracefully back and forth with every step she took.

I kept making small talk with her, but I tried to dial up the charm. I wanted to flirt with her just strong enough that she'd probably get my intended meaning, but still light enough that I could always deny flirting with her if something went really wrong. It was an odd game of cat and mouse that I played with her for some time before a critical point was reached.

Some research we were doing got her to mention some study trip where she had recently gone to India. I commented that it sounded nice, and she launched into a small diatribe about it while I listened.

"Well, I went to India for more reasons than everyone else did. My boyfriend is from India, and I wanted to meet his family and get to know his culture better, and this was the perfect opportunity. When I got there, though, his parents didn't like the idea of him being in a relationship with an American girl like me. They told us he could never marry me, and before the trip was over, he was agreeing with them that I wasn't the woman for him. I really loved him, but now I'm not sure how I feel. I'm not even sure where we stand at this point."

I sympathized with her a little bit and told her as much. What I didn't tell her is that I wondered why a fairly hot woman like her felt like she needed to go all the way to India to try to find a decent man, and even when she thought she found him, she was wrong. I pulled her in close in a little hug and she sobbed lightly on my shoulder for a few seconds before we got back to our research.

In the afternoon the computer labs close down for a couple of hours. It's a weird policy because people still want to use the labs, but there's nothing we can do about it. Normally the lab assistants escort everyone out, but I knew the guy in charge so when I asked he agreed to let us stay. He said he had to turn out the lights and lock the door because it would be obvious if he didn't, but we could stay as long as we wanted, just to make sure to get our stuff before we left.

From outside the room, I'm sure it would just look like a couple of computers had been left on. Inside, Courtney and I moved to the computers closer to the printer, and the faint light from the monitors gave everything a slightly white glow. Courtney looked good normally, but somehow in the pale light, she looked even better. I found myself staring at her for several long seconds before she looked up and caught my eye.

"Did you find something about the company?" She asked.

"No, I...." I said, trailing off, not really sure what to say. I could have lied to her, I suppose, and pretended I was staring at her for research purposes, waiting on her to acknowledge me. Or I could have told her the truth. I couldn't decide, so that's where I trailed off.

She smiled at me and raised her eyebrows slightly. Maybe it was the glint from the monitors, but I was sure I saw something different in her eyes.

"It is kind of creepy being in here with the lights off like this..."

"I guess," I told her, still admiring her beauty. "But it's not so bad. It's not like you're alone."

"Yeah, I do have you," she said, wheeling her chair up next to mine until they bumped into one another.

Her face was just inches from mine now, and I couldn't resist. I decided to be bold and leaned my head down, turning it sideways at just the right angle. To my pleasant surprise, Courtney tilted her head slightly the opposite way and leaned forward into my kiss. Her lips were tiny and tight but felt very nice pressed up against my own.

I was quite shocked at what happened next. Courtney pulled away from the kiss, looked into my eyes, and said "Take me! Right now, here, in the computer lab!"

In all my years, with all of the women I've been with, I've never met someone who demanded to have sex with me as soon as she knew I was interested in her. Naturally, I was turned on, and even though I might normally hesitate in my shock at such a request, especially in a semi-public place, this time I threw all caution to the wind.

Courtney was already stripping off her shirt to reveal a tiny white bra when I grabbed her again and pressed my lips to hers, pushing my tongue inside of her mouth. She met me with equal ferociousness, wrapping her arms around me and grabbing the back of my head and pushing my face into hers, savoring the kiss. We began to make out passionately as we stripped off our clothing, tossing it to the side without a care in the world.

As I told you before, Courtney is a thin woman with small breasts, but her nipples were incredibly perky. They stood hard at attention, and I just had to suck on them, so I leaned down and took one into my mouth. She gasped out loud and moaned a little under her breath, you know, the kind of moan that makes your dick get real hard. Of course by that time mine was already at full mast, but you get my meaning. I gave her other nipple equal pleasure and then helped her to remove her pants and panties. She had a neat little "landing strip" of pubic hair that trailed downward toward her pussy.

I stared at her naked body for just a moment. She was sexy but I've seen far more attractive women before. Still, I couldn't resist her at that moment. Shucking my own jeans, I stepped toward her and initiated a wet, passionate kiss. We made out, naked, in the computer lab, for what seemed like several long minutes before she pulled away from a kiss and dropped to her knees.

Now from outside the computer lab, all you would have seen would have been me standing there shirtless. That might have been enough of a disturbance for any reasonable person to check things out, so I decided to shut off the computer monitors. I flicked the buttons quickly with my finger while Courtney stared at my hard cock, and the room became clouded with virtual darkness.

I could hear Courtney breathing, but my eyes hadn't adjusted yet, so I couldn't see what she was doing. Soon I felt her warm, wet mouth envelope the head of my cock and I let out a light groan. She started bobbing on my penis, moving back and forth very quickly, and I could tell she was an experienced cock sucker. I didn't care about her experience, though; my whole concentration was on how great it felt to have her lips wrapped around my dick like that.

Somehow in the midst of my pleasure, it occurred to me that this was quite an odd scenario. I only knew this woman somewhat from group work in class, and now the first time we'd ever been alone together, we were going at it like a bunch of animals. I'd been with lots of women, but never on these kinds of terms.

In many ways, I liked what I was experiencing. My key thought was this: It would be damn nice if all women I found attractive acted this way. If that happened, women would approach me, and they'd want to fuck me as soon as they could get alone with me. It was a dream I could only hope for, but one that for now, at least, had come true.

I leaned my head back and groaned again as Courtney pushed her face onto my cock all the way, giving me deep throat action and then somehow swallowing while my cock was in her throat. That was awesome, but what she did next was better yet. She bobbed on my cock, deep throating me on the way down each time, which is quite an impressive task if I do say so myself.

I could feel myself getting closer to blowing my load, so I gently reached down and grabbed her underneath of her chin and motioned for her to stand up, which she did gracefully.

My eyes were getting better now and I could see the silhouette of her body in the dim light remaining in the room. Somehow, Courtney looked sexier in the low light than she had with a lot of light. I kissed her on the lips again and she nearly turned that kiss into another full blown make out session, but I was having none of that. At that point I wanted to get my penis into her in the worst possible way, and I wasn't wasting any time.

I grabbed her just above her hips and spun her around, then placed a hand on her lower back and pushed lightly. Courtney took the hint and bent over a bit, grabbing hold of the edge of one of the computer desks for balance. I reached down and took hold of my hard cock, positioning myself directly behind Courtney and lining it up. Instead of pushing inside of her folds, however, I rubbed the tip of my dick over the outside of her sex. When I sensed I was in the right spot, I pushed forward and grazed the tip of my cock into her clit.

Courtney gasped out loud and kind of lunged her hips backward toward me, and I almost slid inside of her right then. I didn't want that quite yet, so I pulled back a little bit and then repeated the process of rubbing the head of my dick over her now incredibly wet pussy lips. She continued shoving toward me, desperately wanting to get my love pole inside of her, but she gave up and moaned when I once again rubbed myself against her clitoris.

"Please," she moaned.

"What do you want?" I asked, grabbing hold of her hair in the darkness and yanking lightly, pulling her head back until it was closer to my own.

"Please, put it in me," Courtney said, her breath already ragged.

"Put what in you?" I asked, toying with her, teasing her as she had done to me so many times in class.

"Your fucking cock!" Courtney yelled. "Stop fucking around and stick your fucking cock in me!"

"Whoa!" I said, just above a whisper. "Do you want the whole building to hear you?"

"If you don't want them to hear us, you had better give me some cock..." she hissed, trailing off. Despite the darkness of the room, I could see the determined look in her eyes as she glanced back at me.

Without another word, I made sure my penis was in the right position and then shoved it forward and all the way into her as hard as I could. Courtney let loose a noise that could be called half grunt and half high pitched moan as I buried my dick inside of her.

Her pussy was on fire with an intense heat that very few women can produce. I could feel her dripping her wetness around the point where I entered her as I began to slide slowly in and out of her. Courtney apparently wasn't satisfied, as she soon began to push back toward me, faster and harder than I had intended to go at this point. I grabbed the sides of her hips and held on, forcing her to slow down a bit as I adjusted the rhythm to my own cadence. She might have initiated our little tryst, but I was the one in control, and I wanted her to know that.

Courtney seemed to get my message loud and clear, because she didn't object to our controlled pace, and in fact seemed to enjoy it. Honestly, though, I think she would have enjoyed any pace as long as I had my dick in her.

As for me, I was completely into the sex. I was with an attractive woman in a dark, windowless computer lab in the business building, in the middle of the afternoon. I actually got more turned on by the thought that someone with a key or a demand to know what was going on could potentially interrupt us. I had few real worries or concerns, and any that I did have was replaced by the fact that I had a hot pussy on my cock. Besides, it's not as though I haven't had sex on campus in a computer lab before. Remember last year when we fucked Kat in the biology lab?**

[i]**Scott is referring to a sexual encounter whose details can be found in the story "College Fun: The Lab Assistant". But it'd probably be better to finish reading this story first.**[/i]

After a while I did want to pick up the pace, so I started slamming into Courtney. Every time I would bottom out, she would let out a little yelp, reminiscent of a tiny dog that thinks it is bigger than its size. It was somewhat odd, but I've encountered things far more freaky than that, and besides, it let me know she liked it - although by that time it wasn't in much doubt.

If I kept up this pace in this position for much longer, I knew I was going to blow my load. I didn't want to end this encounter without changing positions, so in a few short moments I pulled Courtney off of my cock and gestured for her to turn around.

"Oh, gawd," Courtney moaned, biting her lower lip lightly. "Please, I need more..."

"Sit down on the edge of that computer desk there," I said, pointing to the pale image of the desk in the dim light.

"Just give it to meeeee...."

I did as she requested, moving in between her legs as she sat on the computer desk. I pushed her thighs up in the air and put them over my shoulders, then slid my penis back into her vagina. Courtney moaned again as I filled her up and began thrusting. She was incredibly wet now, and I could sense she was struggling to reach an orgasm that she wanted very badly.

"Are you close?" I asked, wanting to give her that peak of satisfaction she craved so much.

"Yes...oh gawd, yes...."

Without another word, I reached between her legs and started to rub her clit with my finger. Courtney moaned louder, but I didn't bother with telling her to be quiet, knowing it would do no good. In a moment she began to breathe very deeply, continuing to moan, and her legs started to shake. Grabbing her clit between my thumb and forefinger, I squeezed very lightly. Courtney's legs and back went stiff, and I stopped thrusting altogether.

‘Ohhhhhh, shit, yeah! Fuck! Oh fuck!"

Courtney was screaming now, and I was sure someone was going to hear us. Still, I needed to get off before this thing ended, and at that point, even if the university president came in the computer lab door, I was fucking Courtney until I could come too.

Reaching under her, I grabbed her ass and literally lifted her off of the computer desk in the middle of her orgasm. As Courtney continued to wail out in pleasure, I fucked her hard and deep for all I was worth. Within a minute I could feel my orgasm approaching, but a thought struck me, so I took action just before the brink.

"Are you on the pill or anything?" I asked. There was no way I wanted to have a kid with this woman.

"Yeah, but don't cum inside of me..."

Courtney wouldn't know it for another several seconds, but as soon as she'd answered in the affirmative, I pushed forward rather than pulling out, and I was already shooting my hot white cum up inside of her warm pussy. I groaned lightly as I emptied my balls into her, relishing that sweet feeling of coming inside of a woman.

In a moment I pulled out of her, and I could feel the combined wetness of our fluids being pulled out of her as well. Apparently she felt it too.

"You did cum in me, didn't you?"

"Yeah," I groaned, trying to catch my breath.

Courtney gave me a look that said she was slightly concerned, but then she shrugged and said "Oh well."

"We should probably get out clothes on now," I said. "It seems likely that someone heard all that noise you made."

"Yeah, sure..." Courtney said. The sexual creature she had been just a few minutes before was now dampened by something. Maybe it was the fact that I came inside of her. Maybe it was something else. Either way, at that point all I cared about was getting our clothes on so that we wouldn't get caught.

"Come on, get your clothes on," I said, encouraging her as I pulled on my jeans.

In a complete stroke of luck, Courtney finished pulling her shirt over her head and straightening out her look in the reflection in a computer monitor just before the inevitable happened: We heard a key in the door.

"Get back at your computer," I whispered, tense even though we were as prepared as we could be.

We both sat down and resumed our previous spots, acting like we'd been doing research the entire time. I turned and looked at the door, and the kid who had left us in the lab strolled in, flicking on the lights as he did.

"Hey," he called back to us. I responded with a similar greeting and paid him no attention.

In a few minutes Courtney told me she had to go to the restroom. She took her things and left, and it was just me and the lab assistant. I began to gather my things, not wanting to continue my research without Courtney to help me.

"So, what happened in here while I was gone?" The lab assistant asked.

"Just some research," I said, trying to be coy.

"Sure," he replied, flashing me a smile that said he knew more than he was letting on. "If you ever need to ‘use' the lab again during the afternoon break, just let me know, man. Of course, it'd be nice if you could hook me up with some action too..." He trailed off, his look letting it be known that he would want some kind of compensation in order to keep this a secret.

"Sure," I said, trying not to appear alarmed. "I'll see what I can do."

"It's all right," he said, smiling and glancing sideways at his own computer near the front of the lab. "I'll let this one slide."

"Are we cool then?" I asked.

"Sure. But next time, if you can't get me some action, you better at least let me watch, man..."

I had absolutely zero problems with that. A person watching me have sex has never been an issue of mine.

"Will do," I said, as confidently as possible.

He sent me an email later that day, telling me that if Courtney and I wanted to fuck in the lab again, he was going to set up the web cam on top of his computer. I just had to make sure to leave on the small light near his desk at the front and to stay in line with the computer, and he would be much obliged.

I haven't hooked up with Courtney again, but we do have more group meetings coming up in that class, so I won't rule out another encounter. It might be interesting to perform in front of a web cam anyway.

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"Yeah, it might be interested to ‘perform' in front of a web cam...until you have an American Pie moment, you moron," Jon said, playfully slapping Scott on the arm.

"I thought about that, but I really don't think it would be a problem," Scott said, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "Besides, I don't think I'm going to fuck Courtney again. She wasn't bad, but she wasn't that great, and in some ways she freaks me out."

"What do you mean?" Jon asked. He'd never heard Scott talk about a woman freaking him out before, at least not in a sexual way.

"Well, she's just...weird. She tells me all about a boyfriend from India, and then she goes and gets on me. I don't mind, but it's a little strange. And I don't trust her mannerisms." Scott hesitated, longer than he had before. "I probably should have thought twice about it before I put my dick in her."

"Yeah, well, you didn't," Jon said, reminding Scott of the obvious. "Are you worried she might have a disease or something?"

"No, not any more than I would be with any other woman that I fuck," Scott replied, and indeed, that wasn't really his concern. "I just don't want her taking our one fuck session and running with it, getting emotionally tied to me or wanting a relationship out of it. It was sex, plain and simple, but I don't want anything more than that, at least not from her."

"Yeah, relationships aren't always the greatest thing in the world..." Jon said, trailing off.

"What do you mean?"

"I guess I'd better tell you the whole story or you won't understand it," Jon said.

"Well, go ahead. We've got all night as far as I can tell."

"I suppose we do," Jon said, noting that it was still quite early and he had nowhere to go anyway.

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[b]Jon Speaking[/b]

I guess it all started during the winter. I wasn't doing much except hanging out with you and the other guys, and of course you can't do as much outside when it's so cold. So I spent a lot of time online, at web sites and such. You know how I always like to meet people and keep in touch with the people I already know, so I spent a lot of time doing that.

Well, I was chatting with a friend online and he introduced me to this really cute girl. Her name was Melissa, and I could tell from her picture that she was hot. She lived a couple of hours from here, but she seemed to like me, so I kept talking to her using the internet.

It turns out she's originally from around here, and her parents still live about a half hour from the university. So when she came home for winter break, we arranged to meet. When I first saw her, I knew I wanted her. Man, she was hotter in real life than I could have ever imagined from her pictures online.

We went and had dinner and talked for a few hours, and I got to know her better. When we got back to the car, I wanted to find out where things might go between us, so I leaned in and kissed her, right on the lips. I figured I had nothing to lose anyway. If she didn't like it, she'd be going back to school for spring semester anyway.

I was only slightly surprised when she kissed me back with a force I'd never felt before. We kept kissing for several minutes, and then got into the car and made out some more. Melissa was very passionate, and I liked that a lot. As she drove back to her place, I kept touching her wherever I could, kissing the side of her neck, running my hand over her breasts and between her legs.

The whole thing stalled when we finally got back to her place, though. She hadn't expected her parents to be home, but there they were. We had to go through the whole thing where I meet them and what not. I was hoping for a bit more action, but it was a good night anyway.

So a few days later she invites me over to her house again. This time her parents aren't home, but that doesn't mean the house was empty. She's got a couple brothers and sisters, and they're all our age or teenagers. Her parents also tolerate all their friends coming and hanging out there, so the house is always full of people.

That didn't stop us. We made out for several minutes on the couch before she smiled at me and made a gesture toward where my dick was poking her through my jeans. I could tell she felt it rubbing up against her, and she was turned on. I kept pushing forward, and in a moment I grabbed her legs and lifted them upward.

We both had our clothes on, but I ground my dick into her, as though I was fucking her. We were dry humping pretty good, with her moaning and me grunting. I wasn't paying any attention, so when her brother came in, I didn't even know it until he said something.

"Whoa! What's going on here?" Her brother asked, and Melissa shrieked.

"None of your business," Melissa yelled at him, and she chased him out of the room.

I turned over and tried my best to manipulate my jeans around my throbbing hard on. In a few minutes Melissa returned.

"Don't mind him," she said, kissing me gently on the lips. "He's such an ass sometimes. It's not like he doesn't fuck girls in this house." She rolled her eyes, and we started kissing again.

I moved my hands around and started rubbing her breasts through her shirt. They were incredibly nice, and the nipples were so hard they stuck out like erasers on her chest. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I started unbuttoning her shirt; I had to get at those nipples. Melissa hesitated for a moment, and then she was helping me to get her shirt and bra off. Before she could even get her bra all the way over her head, I put my head down and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She moaned, really loudly too, and my penis throbbed as I heard the noises coming from her mouth.

I started licking her chest, across between the nipples, and sucking each one. I couldn't get enough of this woman. She was moaning lightly and breathing heavily, and when I started unbuttoning her jeans, she smiled at me really big and helped me free them from her body.

In a few moments I was looking at a sexy woman clad only in her underwear. I started rubbing her pussy overtop of her panties and she was moaning and juicing so much I thought she was going to squirt all over me and wake the neighbors at the same time.

Instead, she surprised my by getting up and going to turn off the light.

"What did you do that for?" I asked her.

"This way it's harder for anyone to see us," she said.

"Yeah, it's harder for us to see too," I countered.

"Come on," she intoned, "It'll be more romantic this way..."

And I didn't object because she set about kissing me once again. This time, though, she stopped me when I reached for her pussy, and then she sexily slid down me until she was kneeling facing my crotch. With my help, she slid my jeans and underwear down, with my dick popping out and almost smacked her in the face.

She looked up at me, smiled, and started giving me a wonderful blowjob. I mean, this girl could really suck cock like a pro. I watched and was amazed as her tongue glided around my shaft while her lips milked my cock for all it was worth.

I knew I wasn't going to last long like this, so after a few minutes I stopped her. When I did, she looked up at me, her eyes glazed over. "Fuck me..." she breathed, and I nearly shot my load again.

I couldn't believe that this beautiful girl, who had only been with me a very short time, was so interested in moving so fast with me. I'd never really had a serious girlfriend before, but I certainly thought this girl had the potential to become one. And now - well, now I was about to nail her for the first time, and I couldn't wait.

I picked her up and sat her on the couch, and she spread her legs, anticipating what I wanted because she wanted it too. I started stroking my cock over her pussy, partly because I intended to tease her and partly because I really couldn't see well enough to tell where the opening was until I felt my way around. At any rate, she moaned loudly when my cock head came into contact with her clit, so instead of pushing into her, I stroked through the lips and into her clit over and over again, loving the sound of her moaning each time. Soon she started shaking lightly, and I knew it was time.

Without warning her, I pushed my cock downward a bit and slid it into her hard, all the way on the first thrust. She gasped louder than any woman I've ever heard before - and you know there have been many - and it was so incredibly sexy to hear that. I knew my cock was pleasuring her in great ways, and the incredible feel of her pussy was doing similar things to me.

In a moment I started moving in and out of her, slowly at first, but picking up the pace over time. Her pussy gripped my cock tight, and she was incredibly wet. I could already feel my orgasm approaching, and I didn't want to stop it even if I could have, and I'm really not sure I could have.

It turned out that I didn't have to worry about it. Melissa shocked me by pushing me backward, causing my cock to come out of her. Without a word she flipped over, grabbing hold of the back of the couch and presenting her ass to me. I took the hint and lined my cock up with her pussy, and in a few seconds I was fucking her from behind.

She started moaning loud, and in the dim light I could see that her mouth never closed - she held it open in a constant moaning expression. Her moans themselves were nearly as constant, except she stopped to catch her breath when she needed to. It was one of the sexiest sights I've ever seen in my life.

I had been close to coming before, when we were in what might be called a missionary position, but seeing and hearing her like this was pushing me close again. I couldn't stop it, and Melissa wasn't interested in shoving me off of her again. Within ten more strokes, I felt my cum rising up from my balls, and quickly slid out of her.

I stroked my cock hard, shooting a huge load over her back and ass. I heard Melissa squeal as my cum landed on her, but she didn't move, taking it all on her before collapsing onto the couch. She was breathing heavily, and in a moment I reached for the light. When I turned it on, it was a beautiful sight before my eyes.

Melissa, breathing heavily, was covered in a thin sheen of her sweat, with several thick globs of my cum on her back and a big one on her ass, with thin strands of it streaking between them. She moaned at me lightly and smiled when my eyes caught hers.

"Oh, Jon, that was sooooo good!" Melissa cooed, and I knew she meant it from the please look on her face. "You made me come so hard!"

"If you could see your back right now, you'd know you made me come hard too," I replied.

"Yeah, I know, I can feel it," she said.

I moved up next to her, turned her so she could lay on the couch, and somehow I got down beside her. Soon I had my own cum on my body as it rubbed off of her back and onto me while I spooned her and tried to keep her from falling off of the couch. Still, after sex like that, the last thing I was worried about was getting my own cum on myself.

We laid there like that for a little while before she said she was going to take a shower. I asked if she wanted company, but she quickly declined with an odd look on her face. I didn't really think anything of it, but I did start to put my clothes back on in case someone came in.

I put my clothes on, trying not to feel clammy due to sweat and my own cum on my body. I really could have used that shower with her, and I was puzzled as to why she didn't want me in there with her. I started thinking about it. I figured maybe the shower was dirty or something, and forgot about it when she came back out, her hair all wet and wrapped in a towel.

"You should probably go now," she said. "It's getting late."

"Yeah. I'll call you tomorrow."

So I left, completely sexually satisfied for the first time in a while. It was great to have such a hot, sexy, and sexually talented girlfriend for once.

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"Wow, man" Scott said, astonished at Jon's revelation of sexual activity with his girlfriend.

"I'm not done, dude," Jon said. "I've got more stuff to tell you about me and Melissa."

"Well let me tell you another story of my own first," Scott suggested.

"Yeah, I guess it can wait. We've got plenty of time here tonight to talk about different things," Jon said.

"Yeah, and I've got a couple more stories to tell you about this kind of thing," Scott told him.

"Oh yeah? Man, it seems like we have all kinds of crazy adventures with women," Jon observed.

"I guess we do," Scott said. "Just wait until I tell you this next one..."

"Well then get on with it already!" Jon said, his voice rising in a mock command.

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[b]Scott Speaking[/b]

I'm warning you, this is about another woman from one of my classes. Her name is Meredith, and she's not what you might think. I mean, yeah, she's hot - but in a different kind of way.

I don't know what it was about her that attracted me. The only thing I know is that she is one of the sexist women I've ever met, and not because she looks like a traditional hottie either.

She's thin and attractive, with light brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. Her face isn't classic beauty, but I love the way it looks more than I do with some women who do have that classic beauty. Her body is nice but not what you'd call great normally, but when I look at her, my dick starts to get hard every time.

She's got beautiful lips that I always wanted to kiss or have wrapped around my dick, and let me tell you, I'd get both eventually - but more about that later. For now, let's just say that I met her in class, and from that moment on, I had always wanted her. She was far too attractive for me not to pursue her somehow, whether it worked out or not.

I had been planning to try to ask her out for a couple of days, so when she asked me if we could study together for our midterm, I was elated to say the least. I asked where she wanted to go, and she said that we couldn't go to her place that night because her room mate had some people over and they would make too much noise. She offered that we could study on campus but she didn't like being on campus any more than she had to be, or at least not for studious purposes.

Naturally I suggested my place, which as you know isn't really the best but it works for me, and I didn't think she would mind. We planned to study that Thursday, as the test was that evening. I would meet her on campus and she would follow me the short drive to my place.

When Thursday came, I put on some nicer clothes and some cologne - got to smell nice, you know - and went to meet Meredith on campus. When I came up beside her car, she greeted me with a wave and a big, beautiful smile. She looked so gorgeous I wanted to get out of my car and kiss her - but I didn't, of course. I just pulled ahead of her and drove along, leading her back to my place.

When we got to my place, I offered her a drink and she accepted some water. I drank a big glass of water myself and then sat down and pulled out my books on the small coffee table in my living room. We started studying the material, pouring over the details because the professor really tested us on those.

In our advanced business course, we had many key concepts but also several situational problems that we had to know how to solve. Some of it was financial in nature, but it was also very analytical, so it took a long time to study and review it properly.

Meredith didn't seem to mind, though. She would smile at me whenever I showed her something she hadn't understood, and she would laugh when she would show me something similar that I didn't understand. Her smile and her laugh were beautiful and addicting - I wanted to see her smile and hear her laugh all day long. I figured with how much studying we had ahead of us, there was a good chance of that happening.

After we were studying for just over an hour, we decided to take a break. We sat on the couch in my living room and I turned on the television, keeping the volume low so we could talk.

"Gawd, I could use a real drink right about now..." Meredith sighed, leaning back against the couch and glancing my way, exasperation in her eyes.

"Yeah, I know," I said, sharing in her plight. "We can't get drunk before the test, though."

"Wouldn't want all of this to be for nothing, that's for sure," she offered, and I nodded.

"It is stressful, though. All of this material to cover, and the problems on top of that..." I leaned over toward her, still resting my head against the couch. She looked up at me and I could tell she wasn't really into studying much more for now. We still had several hours before the test, so that wasn't a problem.

"Do you ever think about the other people in our classes? You know, what they do all the time...it seems like we're all so different..." Meredith surprised me with her sudden questions, but it was true.

All of the students in our department were quite different. There were the hard working types who went to work all day and then came to class at night. There were the stay-at-home mothers who sometimes brought their children to class for want of a babysitter. There were the young guns who wanted to go right out into the business world and be successful - and some of them already were - but they wanted their MBA before they took on the world.

And then there were students like myself and Meredith, people who had moved on to graduate school because they wanted to advance their careers and really had nothing better to do in the meantime.

"Yeah, I sometimes wonder about some of the others in the class," I said. "Some are so hard core, and others are so laid back. It's an eclectic mix."

Meredith laughed, and I couldn't help but stare at her. She was so incredibly gorgeous when she smiled and laughed, and I really wanted to lean in and kiss her...was it my imagination, or was she leaning toward me too? No, she couldn't have been.

"Do you ever...think about me during class?" Meredith asked, looking directly into my eyes now.

I didn't really know what to say. I wanted to be honest with her, but I didn't want her to think I was creepy. The truth was that I thought about Meredith quite frequently during each of our mutual classes. I stole little glances her way whenever I could, and I imagined doing things to her and with her that were only known to my own mind.

I settled for a semi-truth. "Yeah," I said, "I think about you sometimes."

"What do you think of me?" Meredith asked. "I mean, really?"

"You're nice, I guess," I said, laughing.

"That's all?" She asked, playfully hitting me on the arm. "Just nice?"

"Really nice?" I offered, laughing again to indicate I was joking. She laughed along and playfully hit me again. In a moment I stopped laughing and just looked at her. "In all honesty, I think you're an incredible person, Meredith. You're always great to be around in class, and now you've only confirmed what I think I already knew - you're a beautiful barrel of fun."

"A beautiful barrel, huh?" She said, smiling lightly now.

"Yes, beautiful," I said, just looking in her eyes. She wasn't the type to be told she's beautiful all the time, so I felt it was an okay thing to say to her, and that she would really appreciate it as the compliment that it was. She did more than that.

Meredith looked at me for a few seconds, and then her face simply gravitated toward my own, drawn in my some unknown force. She kissed me, lightly at first, her eyes watching me, probably to see if I was receptive. When I began to kiss her back, she closed her eyes and became more passionate, pressing her lips to my own with some ferocity.

In a moment she pulled back, and I was afraid that I had done something she didn't like. Normally I'm quite confident with women, let me assure you, but I sensed that this one was somehow different and special, and I didn't want to fuck it up.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" Meredith asked, looking at me with some skepticism.

"Absolutely," I told her, and it was true. "You possess a kind of beauty that I thought only existed in fantasy tales. You're so beautiful that..."

And that was as far as I got in my honest appraisal of her beauty, for her lips were pressed to mine again in a kiss that was even more passionate than the first had been. Meredith began to caress my chest, running her hand up and down my muscles and over my stomach as we made out on my couch. She broke the kiss and without a word she reached down and attempted to unbutton my jeans.

I made no move to stop her, but waited until she freed the button from its slot and lowered my zipper. She moaned ever so lightly, and my already erect penis bounced slightly in response. I think Meredith saw it move beneath the denim, because she ran her hand over my bulge and I gasped out loud.

"Oh, you like that, huh?" Meredith asked, in a sultry, sexy voice I'd never heard her use before. She looked up at me. "Take off your shirt."

I did as she asked, pulling my shirt over my head to reveal my muscular chest and arms and my less muscular stomach. Meredith cooed and moved upward, kissing me again and then motioning for me to stand. When I did, my jeans drooped downward. Looking into my eyes, Meredith hooked her thumbs into my underwear and slid those and my jeans down to my ankles.

My penis sprang out, erect and hungering for attention. Meredith grabbed it and I gasped again, mostly because her hand was colder than my cock and the contrast was startling. She started stroking my member, quickening her pace as she did, and I groaned very lightly under my breath.

Without a word Meredith dropped to her knees, looked at my cock, and then looked up at me as if waiting for some kind of approval. Obviously if I hadn't stopped her to this point, I wasn't going to do so now, but I nodded anyway. Immediately I watched and felt as Meredith's lips descended around my penis, taking it over halfway into her mouth.

Soon she began to move her face back and forth over my cock, her lips forming a tight suction over its surface. When she glanced up at me with a look of pure lust in her eyes, it sent shivers down my spine. This beautiful creature before me was sucking me off, and the thought almost made me cum right then and there. I staved it off, despite her heroic efforts to give me pleasure.

It became more difficult, though, when she reached up with her hand and began to pump the base of my shaft while her mouth worked furiously on the tip. Looking into those gorgeous green eyes, watching as her mouth worked up and down on my cock, it was like I had died and gone to heaven. Meredith started moaning around my penis, and I knew she was enjoying herself.

In a few minutes she stopped and stood up, and a thin trail of pre-cum stuck to her lips as she did. Seemingly on instinct, she used her finger to scoop it up and deposit it into her mouth, and then she sucked on her finger for a second, putting on a little show for me that was completely unnecessary but nice even so.

Meredith started to remove her own shirt, and I nearly tripped over my jeans trying to help her before kicking them off. Meredith had just got her shirt up to the point where it covered her face before I got back to her, and when she lifted the shirt up just enough to expose her lips but not her eyes, I kissed her. She moaned and pressed her lips into me very hard as I pulled the shirt the rest of the way over her head, then chucked it onto the pile where I'd left my clothing.

We continued kissing for several long minutes, during which Meredith had somehow removed her bra, because the next time I looked down, I was staring a beautiful set of bare breasts. The skin there had several small freckles, spaced out across her breasts, and her nipples were a sight to behold by themselves. With small areolas but big, hard nipples, it was a wonderful contrast to the look of most breasts I'd seen before. I leaned down and took one into my mouth and Meredith moaned loudly. I sucked hard and she continued moaning as I moved to the other nipple and did the same.

Stepping backward, I just looked at her. Beautiful face, gorgeous breasts, and a pale flat stomach that made my penis pulse with desire. I loved looked at that tight stomach, with the little blond hairs on it that lead downward into her jeans, toward a nether region that I knew I would see soon enough. The anticipation made my mouth water with desire.

Meredith never took her eyes off of me as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and then shoved them over the curvature of her hips and downward toward the floor. She was wearing a white thong underneath, and my eyes shot right to her crotch, where I could see the wet outline of her pussy, which turned me on even more. As she stepped out of her jeans, I couldn't resist; I moved forward and lifted her into my arms.

"Oh!" Meredith gasped at being lifted into the air, but quickly she wrapped her arms around my neck as I carried her toward my love den, where the bed awaited for the two of us to share our pleasures with one another. Setting her down gently, I kissed her again, and Meredith pulled me forward, wrapping her legs around me and digging her heels into my ass, beckoning me forward.

I could feel the heat between her legs and my hard cock bounced off of her thong and glided upward. Had she not been wearing the thong, I might have already been inside of her. I could feel a bit of pre-cum on the tip of my dick and it stuck to Meredith's lower stomach as I pulled backward a bit and again rubbed my penis over her thong covered vagina.

"Ohhhh, gawd!" Meredith moaned, as I looked down and saw her sexy legs wrapped around me, pushing and pulling me so that my cock rubbed her in all the right places. "I want you inside me so bad..."

I started to pull away, so that I could remove her thong, but Meredith locked her legs around my midsection.

"No!" She practically yelled at me. "Do it now!"

I was in no mood to argue with that request, so I reached down with one hand and pulled the thong to the side. She had a wonderful pussy, with puffy little lips and a thin patch of brownish blond public hair above it. I wanted to go down on her, but knowing her desires and responding to some of my own, I started to line my dick up with her opening.

Meredith had a little less patience, as before I got lined up, she pulled at me with her heels again and my dick glided forward, sliding up through her labia and ramming into her clit. Meredith let out a shriek that turned into a groan and allowed me some room to maneuver. I backed off for a bit, lined up properly this time, and shoved forward.

Meredith's warmth and wetness were second to none. Her pussy felt like a fire on my cock, and the silky smooth wetness of its walls gripped my cock so nicely that I immediately felt as though I never wanted to pull it from within her depths. I held my penis there for what seemed like forever but was probably only a few seconds before I was interrupted by Meredith.

"Oh! Come on, fuck me!" She moaned, and I was pulled out of my haze and into reality, which wasn't a bad thing at all.

I started out slowly, gently moving in and out of her. Meredith moaned every time I bottomed out in her pussy. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders to give myself more room to maneuver, then looked down and admired the place where the two of us were joined. It was such a hot sight that I nearly shot my load in her right then, but I staved it off by closing my eyes. This was too hot of an encounter to end so quickly.

As I regained control, I started to pump into her faster. Meredith was moaning almost constantly now, and I knew she was really enjoying herself. Just when I thought she was going to have an orgasm, she stopped the action and held me in place with her legs again.

"Fuck me from behind!" She growled, pushing me backward before moving up onto the bed, bending over, and exposing her backside to me.

Her ass was pale, round, and smooth, and it was everything I wanted to touch at that moment. I grabbed her ass checks and squeezed, my penis pulsing with desire as I moved into position behind her. Meredith's pussy was open and throbbing, and I moved between her legs. Not taking time to line up, I just pushed forward and managed to slide right into her.

"Oh, gawd!" Meredith groaned, putting her face down into my pillow and biting on the pillowcase. "Oh, yeah, it's so good!"

The sight of my cock going in and out of her warm, wet pussy beneath that smoking hot ass was really getting me going. I started to thrust in and out of Meredith harder than I had before. She was moaning constantly, and I could tell her orgasm was on its way. It surprised me when it came upon her.

"Ohhhh, shit, I'm coming!" Meredith screamed, loud enough to hurt my ears, as she bucked her hips upward and onto my cock. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock, loosen, and then clamp down again repeatedly as her orgasm shook her to the core.

It was all too much for me to bear. Pushing inside of her as deeply as I could, I groaned out my release, shooting my seed into her hot pussy. I felt like I was dumping gallons of cum inside of her, pumping shot after shot of sperm up her love tunnel. As my orgasm subsided, I could hear Meredith coming down from her own climax, gently moaning my name.

"Oh, Scott, oh my gawd, Scott..." She moaned, finally pulling off of my cock and collapsing face down against the pillow.

I had very little strength left in my legs, but just enough to push raise myself off of her and roll to the side. I wrapped my arm around her midsection and lay there next to her, trying to catch my breath.

After a few short moments, Meredith smiled at me, her bright green eyes somehow becoming more beautiful than they already were. "You're sweaty..." she said, giggling.

"Hey, it takes a lot of energy to make you come like that..." I said, laughing and smiling at her.

"Oh, and I needed it so bad!" Meredith said. "I've been so horny lately, and I needed something to relieve the stress from the test..."

"Yeah, we should probably get back to that at some point..."

"Not right now," Meredith responded, looking at the clock next to my bed. "We've still got a few hours until test time. Stay here with me." She grabbed my cock, which was in the process of going soft. "I might just need some more of this before we leave."

My cock got harder again as she said that, and she cooed a delightful response and rolled over on top of me. Without a word, she lined my penis up with her opening and slid down overtop of me, capturing me in her hot tunnel once again. I groaned at the wonderful feeling of being inside of her as she began to move on top of me.

I knew I was up for more action, because I was still incredibly horny, and I had one of the sexiest women I'd ever met riding my cock. She squatted overtop of me, moving up and down rapidly, and despite my recent orgasm, I knew I wasn't going to last long this time.

In a moment Meredith moved her hips downward and put her legs out behind me, sort of sitting on top of my lap as she continued to ride me. This gave me the perfect opportunity to reach underneath of her and grab her ass, using it to help her raise and lower herself over me.

"Oh, shit, oh Scott!" Meredith was moaning, and I could sense that she was close again. In a moment, my suspicions were confirmed, as I felt her pussy clamp down on me while Meredith let out a banshee scream.

I kept moving her up and down on my cock, pushing and pulling her body over me. Combined with the rhythmic gripping of her orgasm on me, it was all too much. I pulled hard on her ass, pushed into her deeply, and began to unload inside of her for the second time, hosing her insides down with my white hot cum.

When I was done, Meredith lay her head on my shoulder, gasping for air. I slowly leaned backward, and she came with me, so that she was laying on top of me, my cock still inside of her. Gradually it softened and popped out, and I could feel our mixed juices draining out of her and onto my crotch.

"You're sweaty..." I said, smiling at Meredith, and she smiled back.

"Then I guess we'd better clean ourselves off before we go back to studying..."

"My sentiments exactly..."

I rolled off of the bed and moved to the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting it get warm. In a few moments I heard Meredith's feet on my bathroom tile, and then I felt her arms around me as she pressed her naked body up against my back.

"Hurry...I'm cold and sweaty..." She said, clinging to me.

"The water's just getting warm now..."

I moved forward, stepping into the bathtub, then reached backward and took hold of Meredith's arm as she gripped my own for balance and stepped in herself. I got my body wet very quickly, then grabbed her body and held it to my own and spun around so that she was under the warm spray of the shower.

"Ahhh, warmth..." She cooed. There's just something about that sound of being completely satisfied in every way possible, and I heard that sound of utter satisfaction escaping Meredith's lips. She had been pleasured sexually, and now when she desired heat and warmth, that was what she had received.

In a moment, however, I found out that her sexual desires were still somewhat present. After warming herself under the shower spray, Meredith turned around, flashed me those beautiful green eyes, and gave me a naughty smile. She kissed my lips, and then pulled away and descended to her knees.

Meredith kissed the head of my cock, and despite its earlier action, it became hard very quickly. Soon she was bobbing her head over my penis, sucking for all she was worth, and doing an excellent job of it. I threw my head back and groaned in pleasure as her mouth worked wonders on my cock.

I was so caught up in it all that I wasn't even aware of Meredith standing up again until she had my penis in her hand, attempting to position it so that we could have sex while standing up. Quickly I took hold of her raised leg, and with the balance that provided, Meredith was indeed able to line us up so that we could fuck in a standing position.

I slid into her as I tried not to fall over and knock both of us into a heap on the floor. Meredith grabbed a rail on the wall of the shower, and that seemed to provide just the stability we needed, because we didn't slip after that. I watched as my hard cock slid in and out of her, and when I glanced upward I caught an even sexier sight - Meredith with her head back, moaning, and her wet hair dripping as the shower water cascaded down upon both of us.

I kept pounding into her, hoping it felt as good for her as it did for me. I knew that must have been the case when she shrieked and I recognized the familiar clamping of her vagina on my penis that signaled her orgasm. My legs were beginning to ache, so I launched full force into each thrust, desperately trying to reach my own climax. Meredith was just standing there now, basking in the afterglow of her own orgasm, as I pounded her pussy for all I was worth.

Finally I could feel my orgasm approaching, and with a roar I pushed into Meredith and came. This was by far my least powerful orgasm of the day, but it was such a relief to finally get there after having sex in that position for so long.

Pulling out of Meredith, I stumbled backward against the far shower wall as she put her legs down and continued to lean against the side wall.

"Oh, wow...Scott, you are so damn good..." Meredith moaned, smiling at me despite her obvious exhaustion.

"You aren't bad yourself..." I said, trailing off, still trying to catch my breath.

We just stood there, smiling at each other and resting, for several long moments before Meredith picked up the soap and began to wash her torso.

"Here, let me do that," I said, and she handed me the soap. I worked up a lather in my hands, and then ran those hands over Meredith's beautiful breasts and flat stomach, then over her back. I worked my way down to her wonderful ass, rubbing the soap in as I playfully grabbed her there. I just couldn't get enough of her sweet ass. I gently stroked her legs, and then moved out of the way so she could rinse the soap off of her body.

"Oh, no..." Meredith said, holding out her hand.

I gave her the soap and turned around so she could wash my back. She did so, then reached around and began massaging my dick with her soapy hands.

I became erect again, and moaned out in protest. "I'd love to fuck you again, but I don't think I can..."

"That's okay, stud...more for next time..." Meredith replied in a sexy voice that caused my penis to jump in her hand.

She finished washing my body, and while the shower spray had cleaned off some of the soap, we had to finish rinsing before I could turn off the water. Afterward, we spent a few minutes drying each other, our hands lingering in sensitive places before we finally found our clothing and put it on once again.

"Back to studying..." Meredith lamented.

"Yeah, but if you need some more stress relief after the test tonight, I'm game..." I said, smiling at her.

"I bet you are," Meredith said. "But I think we're going to have to wait a few days. You fucked me so good I don't think I can even walk straight." She laughed, but it was clear that there was a hint of truth in her voice, because she was walking gingerly.

We studied for another hour or so before going to campus together. We both did well on the test, and we talked after class. We haven't hooked up again recently, but I think she's possible girlfriend material in the future.

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"Holy shit, that's insane," Jon said, astonished by the story Scott had just told him. "You really like this girl, don't you?"

"Oh yeah," Scott told Jon. "Meredith is freaking awesome."

"Your story was making me pretty horny, man." Jon said. "Sounds like you had a great time with her."

"You bet. So you were saying you had more to tell me about you and Melissa?" Scott asked.

"Yeah..."

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[b]Jon Speaking[/b]

So Melissa and I started fucking on a regular basis after that first time at her house. Not all of them were great encounters, but none of them were horrible. Just about every time we were together, we had sex. Sometimes it was just normal sex, but other times it was absolutely phenomenal.

It's those phenomenal times I want to tell you about. Man, if Melissa gets really horny, she can't control herself, and she's just like the goddess of all sex queens everywhere. That's really the best thing about her - sometimes she just can't get enough sex, and with me being her boyfriend and all...well, you can see where I'm going with this.

So on to what you really want to hear....

This one time I went and picked Melissa up at her house. We were going to go see a movie, some chick flick that she was really interested in. I don't remember what it was, because we never ended up getting to the theatre.

As soon as she got into my car, I could tell she was kind of horny. At that point, though, I didn't know just how frisky she wanted to get, so I didn't say anything. She was kind of jumpy and giddy, and well, I could just tell she was aching for me to shove my cock in her.

I didn't press anything, though, and we set out for the movie theatre. We're going down this side road, not far from her place, when she just reaches across the seat and starts rubbing my cock through my jeans. I didn't stop her, of course, but it shocked the hell out of me and I almost ran off the road and hit a tree.

I set the car right and kept driving, but by this time Melissa was fiddling with my zipper and then pulling my penis out in the open. This wasn't the most comfortable thing for me, but again I didn't stop her. I really wanted to see where she was going with this.

Without a word Melissa starts pumping my cock with her hand, and I'm enjoying it while I drive. I almost went off the road again when I suddenly felt the warm wetness of her mouth around my shaft. She's really going to town down there, pumping at the base of my shaft with her hand while sucking for all she's worth on the tip. I glanced down and she's bobbing her head on me, and it was such a hot sight that I just had to slow down, pull over to the side of the road, and stop the car.

I moved to the side of the steering wheel, and Melissa freed my cock completely from my jeans. Without wasting any time, she shoved her face onto my crotch, taking me deep into her throat at her first opportunity. She did this thing where she swallows on my cock while I'm in her throat, and it felt fucking fantastic. Then she started bobbing on my penis again, pumping at the base with her hand, and I knew I wasn't going to last very long.

Within the next minute I'm yelling at her that I'm going to cum, and she just smiles and nods at me and keeps sucking my cock. Now I'm really turned on, and soon I feel the sperm rising up from within my balls, and before I know it I'm shooting my load into her mouth, and she's sucking it all down as I groan and pump my penis in and out of her mouth, like I'm fucking her face or something. It felt like I emptied my entire balls into her mouth, but she had somehow managed to swallow my entire load.

I started to reach for her jeans, trying to get them undone so that we could have sex, but she stopped me.

"No, not here..." She said, holding onto my wrist so that I wouldn't try to disrobe her any further.

"Okay..." I grumbled, satisfied with her fantastic blowjob but still looking for more action.

"Go back to my place," she said, and I did as I was told.

When we arrived at her place, there were a bunch of people there, but we pretty much ignored them all and headed for her bedroom. As soon as we got inside, she locked the door and started stripping off her clothes. I couldn't wait to get my clothes off either, and inside of a minute we were both naked and making out.

I couldn't take it anymore, though - I was way too horny to just stand there and make out with her. I grabbed Melissa and practically slammed her up against the wall in her bedroom. It must have made quite a noise to anyone listening, although the music was up in the living room so I doubt anyone heard us.

I shoved my penis forward and it glanced off her pussy lips and hit the wall, which was awkward for me but it didn't hurt too badly.

Melissa was really excited. "Oh, yeah, put it in me, baby..."

"I'm trying..." I countered, and she bent her hips a little bit to allow me better access.

That was all I needed. With a hard thrust I buried my cock to the hilt inside of her pussy, and she screamed out my name as I bottomed out inside of her. I didn't wait at all for her to adjust to how much I filled her - I just started thrusting as hard and as fast as I could.

"Oh...shit...my...gawd...Jon...." Melissa screamed out a new word every time I pushed into her, fucking her for all I was worth. Her body was slamming off of the wall as I stood behind her and plowed into her, only slowing down when I needed to adjust my stance so that I wouldn't slip out of her.

I couldn't take much more, and I knew I was going to cum. I pulled my cock out of her pussy, stroked it once or twice, and shot a huge load right onto her ass. It was a hot sight to behold, watching my cum splash across those sexy ass cheeks of hers.

Melissa hadn't had an orgasm yet, but I really didn't care, because I wasn't done with her yet. She was gasping for air already, and I didn't give her any time to rest. I grabbed her and practically threw her onto her bed. She laughed and giggled a little bit, but quickly opened her legs for me to get between them.

I was about to mount her and thrust into her again when I noticed something for the very first time. I had never before seen Melissa's bare pussy. Any time we'd had sex, it was always in the dark or in a position where I could fuck her but I couldn't see her pussy. Now, I was viewing it for the first time, and I was somewhat surprised by what I saw.

Melissa's pussy lips were huge, or at least bigger than I had pictured them in my mind. I don't know how else to put it except to say that everything looked...well, it looked rather messy down there. Her labia were large, puffy, and covered her entire pussy so that unless I felt my way with my finger or my cock, I didn't even know where her opening was.

Melissa must have sensed something was wrong, because I had stopped and was just looking at her crotch. She stared at me for a few moments before she gasped very loudly and suddenly closed her legs. This brought me out of my stupor.

"What are you doing?" I asked her, trying to push her legs apart again.

"You think I'm ugly, don't you?" She asked, and I could tell she was on the verge of crying.

"No, I think you're beautiful..."

"I mean down there!" She shrieked, and her face was scrunched up, ready to unleash a well of tears.

"No," I lied a little bit, trying to comfort her. "I love your pussy, baby..."

"Then how come you didn't fuck me right away?"

"I was just admiring you, that's all. Here, I'm going to fuck you good right now."

This did the trick, as Melissa opened up her legs again. I caught sight of her pussy again. It wasn't horrible looking, but let's just say the sight of it didn't do as much for me as most pussies do. Putting it out of my mind, I shoved my dick into her and started thrusting.

It wasn't long before Melissa was moaning again, and I could tell she was still pretty worked up. She hadn't gotten to climax yet, and I wanted to get her there before I shot my third load of the night. I kept pumping into her, and then I reached down and found her clit with my finger. I started rubbing it and before long she was squealing in my ear as a powerful orgasm washed over her.

"Now that I've come..." Melissa moaned. "I want you to cum inside me..."

I'd never came inside of Melissa before. I'd always pull out at the last second, usually shooting my load over her body somewhere. Just the thought of busting a nut inside of her turned me on more than you can imagine. I already felt myself getting close.

Picking up the pace, I held myself above her, pushing myself up and over her so that I had maximum leverage to thrust in and out. She moaned every time I would pump into her, and that set my excitement level even higher.

"Oh, Melissa, oh I'm going to cum..." I groaned, and she smiled up at me.

"Come on, baby, come inside me..." She moaned out, and I knew it was going to happen.

I roared as my orgasm came upon me and I shoved my cock into her, blasting several long hot sprays of cum up inside her vagina as she moaned and squealed and smiled at me. When it was over I collapsed onto her, exhausted, and she kissed my shoulder and chest and helped me to move to the side so that we could lay next to one another.

Yeah, that was probably the best night of sex I've ever had with Melissa. She was so into the whole thing, and I was too.

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"So you and Melissa have been doing a lot of stuff, huh?" Scott asked Jon after he finished the story.

"Yeah, and it's pretty good most of the time," Jon replied. "Or it was, anyway, until she cheated on me with that idiot who works at the fast food place down the road."

"I know, man, you told me all about it before," Scott said, and it was true. They had many discussions about Jon's troubles with Melissa. Scott thought that could be avoided today, but if Jon felt it necessary to talk about it more, he was cool with it.

"Yeah, she's supposed to meet us here today, so I can talk to her about us," Jon continued. "She won't talk about it over the phone, so I told her we were meeting to talk here and she could join us."

"Hey, no problem, man," Scott said. "Whatever concerns you, it concerns me too."

"Melissa and I have been together a while, and that's the tough part," Jon said. "I guess anymore, though, I just haven't cared as much as maybe I should."

"What do you mean?"

"It bothers me that she cheated on me, but only because it was that guy," Jon said. "I mean, if she wanted to fuck you or something, I'd probably have been cool with it."

"Yeah, it's not like we haven't shared a woman before," Scott said, laughing.

"True, true," Jon agreed, "But I just figured she'd have some kind of loyalty."

"Maybe things aren't as bad as you think," Scott said, trying to offer Jon something positive.

"Yeah, well, despite her, uh...anatomy quirks and her other issues, Melissa is actually pretty damn good most of the time, if you know what I mean."

"What's pretty good most of the time?" A female voice asked from behind the guys.

Both men turned at once and saw Melissa, standing there smiling. She came up and tried to give Jon a kiss, which he hesitated and then accepted, and then she took a seat near him.

"I heard you say my name," Melissa told him. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," Jon said. "Scott and I were just sharing stories about our recent, uh, adventures..."

"Are you guys swapping sex stories?" Melissa asked, shocking both guys. "Because I could see that tent you're pitching in your pants from where I was standing a minute ago," Melissa said, looking at Jon.

Scott laughed lightly, but Jon's face had reddened a bit. "Yeah," Jon said. "We were talking about sex and stuff."

"So you've been telling Scott all about us, huh?" Melissa asked.

"Some, yeah," Jon replied. "But he's been telling me stuff, too."

"Oh yeah," Melissa inquired, looking at Scott. "Like what?"

"Well," Scott said, "I was just about to tell Jon about my latest sexual encounter with one of my female classmates..."

"Wait, you mean there's another classmate story?" Jon asked.

"Oh yeah," Scott said. "You may or may not like this one best, but it's sure one of the craziest encounters I've ever had. Well, maybe not THE craziest encounter, but the woman it involves was pretty crazy...in a good way..."

"Now you've got me interested," Melissa said, smiling at Scott.

"So you want to hear it then?" Scott asked them both.

"Go on, buddy," Jon said. "Let's hear it then."

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[b]Scott Speaking[/b]

So I was running into a lot of hot women in my classes this semester. I told you about Meredith, but before that wonderful day with her, I had an even wilder time with another woman named Shannon.

Now Shannon was in one of my classes, and she was so gorgeous that I simply couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Every chance I got, I stole a glance her way during class. She was more classic beauty than Meredith. In fact, every time I looked at her, I figured in a few years she'd probably be posing for Playboy or some other magazine.

Shannon had long brown hair and brown eyes, and little freckles on her nose and cheeks that only served to emphasize her attractive features. She had breasts that strained against her shirt all the time, and I could tell they were bigger than they appeared. Her stomach was flat, and her ass was small and round and begging to be grabbed. From what I saw of her legs, they were equally as sexy.

I'm not going to lie - every time I looked at Shannon, my thoughts were on how nice it would be to fuck her. She just had that type of look to her; the kind of girl who is so sexy and so hot that you can't help but imagine having sex with her just about every time you see her.

And so it went for me, on and on, class after class, my mind in the gutter as my eyes ran over Shannon's body. I'd imagine kissing those puffy red lips, then kissing down her neck and over her collarbone and shoulders, grabbing those big breasts and then licking the nipples, and...well, you can tell where I'm going with that.

Of course, I never actually considered that I would have a chance to enact my fantasies. I don't know what it is, but all my fantasies seem to be coming true lately, so I guess I figured that I couldn't get lucky all the time. Well, I figured wrong.

One evening, as class was wrapping up, our professor decided that he would treat the entire class to an evening at the local club - that is, whoever wanted to attend could come along on his tab. Needless to say, anyone who didn't have a prior commitment decided to go to the club. I watched Shannon's eyes light up when the professor made his announcement, and I knew she was going to be there.

When we arrived, the club wasn't busy, but there were plenty of people there, considering it was a weekday evening. The place was dark, with strobe lights going everywhere and music that played loudly over giant speakers.

A bunch of my classmates were standing around at the bar, waiting on one another to order various drinks, all on our professor. Naturally I moved to get a drink for myself, and that's when I bumped into Shannon. She looked so damn good standing there in her tight black shirt and even tighter jeans.

"Hey," Shannon said. "What are you going to drink?"

"Normally I'm not that much of a drinker," I told her, "But I'll take free drinks anytime."

"Yeah, for sure," Shannon echoed, smiling at me. "I already had a long island."

"You drank it that fast?" I asked, shocked that in less than five minutes this woman had consumed a long island.

"Yeah," she said, smiling bigger now. "And I'm about to get another!"

"Great," I said, then turning to the bartender: "Two long islands, please."

When the drinks arrived, I gave one to Shannon, and she quickly gulped down about half of it. I could see that this girl loved her free drinks to the point where she was going to be quite inebriated very shortly, which I knew might not be such a bad thing. I took a sip of my own drink and was about to put it down on the bar when Shannon took hold of my arm.

"Come on," she said, pulling on me, "Let's get out there and dance!"

I wasn't about to turn down a dance request from a sexy creature like Shannon, so I held onto my drink and followed her onto the dance floor. There was some kind of rap music playing over the speakers, and several of our classmates had already decided to dance. Shannon pulled me directly to the middle of the floor and began gyrating like crazy, with her hips doing motions that I could only imagine being done in other situations.

As the song ended and another began, I could see Shannon smiling and laughing with me. Her drink was almost empty, and with one final gulp she finished it off, setting the glass on a barrier to the side of the dance floor. Shannon smiled really big and yelled that this was one of her favorite songs, and began to dance wildly once again.

Now up to this point I was having an incredible amount of fun, especially considering the attention I was getting from this phenomenal hottie. But what happened next was the beginning of an evening that literally seemed to blow my mind.

Shannon surprised me by turning around, facing away from me, and shoving her ass into my crotch. She began to gyrate, grinding her hips against me in one of the sexiest public displays of affection I've ever been a part of. She worked her hips up and down, over my crotch and legs, and I'm sure she could feel my instant excitement come up in the form of a raging hard on.

I started pushing back against her, enjoying the moment for what it was worth. There was no way I was going to pass up a chance to have a close dance with a woman who was this hot. I wrapped one arm around her and ran it over her sexy stomach, down low where her shirt had ridden up with her motions so that I could feel my skin touching her skin. I loved tracing my hand over her stomach, but I would have loved it more if I could run it down into her jeans. Still, I held my ground, content to be this close to her for now.

Shannon was still grinding on me, and I could see some of our classmates watching us as she went to work with a ferocious energy I didn't imagine she possessed. I've always been able to control my sexual urges to some extent, and I've never had an orgasm from minimal contact, but I swear I felt like I was about to cum in my pants from all Shannon was doing to my crotch. I staved off any such feeling that might have risen up and kept grinding back at her.

Before I knew what was happening, Shannon spun around and literally jumped into my arms. I nearly lost my balance, and in order to stabilize myself I walked forward so that her back was up against a side wall on the dance floor. Shannon's hips were still moving up and down over my own, and her legs were wrapped around my back. I can only imagine what it must have looked like to anyone else who was watching, but I knew what it felt like to me.

We weren't so much grinding into one another now but pretty much dry humping right there on the dance floor. I was pounding toward her for all I was worth, holding her up by her sexy ass, and pumping my crotch into hers. I could hear Shannon groaning despite the loud music, and I knew she had to be horny or she wouldn't be going to this extent.

I leaned in a bit and suddenly she was kissing me, pressing those wonderful lips to my own in what I think was a passionate response to my face simply being close to her own. I kissed her back and continued dry humping her, though my legs were getting tired by this point. I was so incredibly turned on that if she had asked me to, I would have ripped off both of our clothes and fucked her right then and there, jail time be damned.

But no such thing happened. The song ended, and the DJ announced that there would be a short break before the music would return. I let Shannon get onto her feet. She looked completely different now. Her hair, normally held back over her head in ponytail, was loose and had flailed everywhere. Her eyes were wide, either with desire or drunkenness, and her smile was filled with raging lust.

"Come on," Shannon said, taking my hand. "Let's get out of here."

I wasn't going to argue with that request, except I knew she'd had too much to be driving.

"I'll drive," I said. "We can pick up your car later."

"Fine," Shannon said, putting her arm over my shoulders as I helped her to the door.

"You guys leaving already?" One of our classmates called out.

"Yeah, I'm going to make sure she gets home okay," I said.

"Oh," the guy said, flashing me what seemed to be a knowing smile.

I got Shannon into the passenger side of my car, and then started it up. I looked at her sexy form for a moment, and then drove out of the parking lot.

"Which way to your place, Shannon?" I asked.

"The university apartments," she said, and I knew what she meant. There was only one set of university apartments, and they were quite close to campus.

We drove quietly for a minute or two until Shannon got restless. I looked over at her and she was coming toward me, an odd look in her eyes.

"Let me see your penis," Shannon said, as though she were asking for a piece of gum.

"Uh..." I stammered, not really sure how to respond. On one hand, I wanted nothing more than to get my penis inside of her. On the other, she seemed kind of weird right now.

"Come on," Shannon said. "If you do, I'll make it worth your while..."

That was it. My decision was made. I unzipped my jeans. "Have at it," I said, and Shannon smiled at me.

Shannon fiddled with my jeans for a few moments before reaching inside and grabbing my erect penis. An electric charge shot through me as I felt her delicate hand struggling to pull my cock out of my pants. When she finally got it out, she looked at it for a few seconds.

"It's nice," Shannon said, stroking up and down on my member. I groaned and she nodded her approval. "You like that, huh?"

I nodded in return and she kept pumping my shaft. We were almost to her apartment now, but she didn't seem like she even noticed. I was paying attention to the road when I felt her mouth go over my cock head.

"Oh shit!" I yelled, the pleasure running from the tip of my penis all the way to the base of my spine.

"Mmmm," was the only response I got from Shannon, as she started sucking on my cock.

With a beauty like her bobbing on me, I knew I wouldn't last long. Thankfully, we reached her building. I put the car in park and leaned back, watching the back of Shannon's head as it moved up and down and feeling the warm wetness of her mouth, sucking my cock for all she was worth.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't want any of this to end, so I had to do something to stop her before I could cum.

"Come on, Shannon," I said, trying to pull her off of my crotch. "Let's go inside."

"But I wanted to suck the cum from your balls until they were bone dry," Shannon said, with such conviction and lust that I almost came when I heard it.

"Well, uh...you can try again when we get inside," I said, smiling at her.

"I'm sure there's lots of things we can try inside," Shannon said, coming over next to me and squeezing my ass as we walked.

I could tell that Shannon was still feeling the effects of the alcohol she had drank at the club, but in my mind I really didn't care. I knew that I was about to get laid, and my thoughts were all on sex. I mean, I've been with some really sexy women before, but none that had the combination of beauty, sex appeal, and sheer lust that this one did.

Shannon's apartment was on the second floor, and as we went up the steps I stared at her ass the whole time. It's amazing how one simple portion of a female's anatomy can be so incredibly sexual, even if it's not a sexual organ. Shannon's ass was a work of art, its perfect roundness straining against her jeans as I looked on. Eventually I couldn't contain myself anymore - I reached out and grabbed her ass roughly.

Shannon squealed and turned around, her eyes narrowing as she fixed her gaze on me. She reached back and I grabbed her hand, and she nearly pulled me up the last step. When we got to the top, she pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard. This wasn't the kiss of a romance, but the kiss of sheer desire, and I returned it with full fervor.

As she kissed me, Shannon reached for a door and opened it. Grabbing my hand again, she pulled me into her apartment.

"Good. My room mate isn't here," Shannon muttered, continuing to make out with me. "I need you inside me. Now."

Shannon was already removing her jeans, and the sight before me was astounding. Her sexy legs seemed to go on forever, and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. Shannon removed the jeans altogether, kicking them across the room, and then pulled her shirt over her head. Standing in front of me in just her bra and panties, she was a gorgeous sight to behold.

In a moment she hooked her thumbs inside the top edge of her panties and began to pull them downward. Turning around, she bent over to take them off, and I got a full view of her naked ass and pussy from behind. My cock strained inside of my jeans, throbbing almost painfully.

I pulled my jeans down quickly and decided that this couldn't wait. Shannon, in her drunken stupor, was still bent over, struggling to get her panties off of her feet. Lowering my jeans and underwear just enough to pull my pulsing cock out, I moved forward. I stood staring at Shannon's exposed pussy, watching it drip sweet nectar down onto her legs.

I couldn't help myself. I lined up my cock, grabbed Shannon by the hips, and pulled her back overtop of me. My penis shot into her pussy like a piston, all the way to the hilt in one plunge.

"Ohhhhh shit, yes!" Shannon moaned, forgetting about her panties and leaning forward slightly, grabbing hold of the edge of a sofa to balance herself. "Fuck me, you bastard!"

I wasn't wasting any time; I was already beyond the point of fucking her. This was a woman I had desired more than any other, at least at one time. I wasn't going to go easy tonight. I held onto Shannon's hips and thrust hard and fast into her, pulling her back over me as I thrust forward. Shannon grunted every time I bottomed out. Her pussy was so hot and wet and nice, and I knew that I wasn't going to last long. At this point, though, I really didn't care. If I came, I felt fully confident that I could keep fucking her and stay hard.

I could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm coming on. Shannon was moaning almost constantly now, and I could tell she was close to a climax as well. She pushed her head into the edge of the sofa and ground her ass back toward me as I fucked her. I looked down and watched as my penis shot in and out of her pussy, her hot ass moving forward and backward on me, and it became too much.

With a roar I began to fire my hot spunk up inside of Shannon. I didn't even think about the possibility she might get pregnant - I only cared about blowing my load inside of her. It was one of the greatest sexual releases I have ever felt. I had my cock buried in an incredibly sexy woman who was moaning my name right now, and I was filling her with my seed. It was so fucking nice.

I felt Shannon go tense just as I finished my orgasm, and then her pussy began to spasm on my cock as she started thrashing around and pushing backward, grinding herself into me. Shannon was having an orgasm, and she only moaned my name even louder as she rode it out, shuddering on my cock with the sheer pleasure of it all.

I stayed hard inside of her, still incredibly turned on by the sheer thought that I was fucking this gorgeous hottie. The feel of her pussy on my cock was incredible, its warm wetness enveloping me as I slowly began to push in and out once again. Shannon kept moaning, almost under her breath, as I looked down and watched my cock plunge in and out of her depths.

Pretty soon I started getting into it again, and I could tell Shannon was still geared up for more sex. I began to slide in and out of her faster, but in a moment she stopped suddenly.

"Turn over. I want to ride you." She said this with surprising authority, and I wasn't in the mood to question her.

I pulled out of her and lay on my back, and within seconds I saw Shannon move overtop of me, her sexy body an incredible sight to behold as she leaned over me and reached down to take hold of my dick. Guiding me with her hand, she lowered her body over me until the tip of my cock was grazing her pussy, then plunged downward hard and fast, shoving me all the way inside of her in one rush. She gasped when I bottomed out, then pulled herself up over me and started to grind against me.

As I laid there, I concentrated on enjoying Shannon's efforts. Her pussy kept squeezing me, even as she moved up and down, her hips gyrating and bouncing in motions that in my experience most women never had the control or the desire to execute. Despite my earlier release inside of her, I could feel myself already closing in on another climax.

Shannon seemed like she was working herself into an orgasmic frenzy as well. She was gradually becoming more animated as she rode my cock, going up and down faster, her side to side movements becoming larger, and the impact upon me becoming greater. She would grunt on each down stroke, and then take in a large breath in almost a gasp every time she lifted herself up. I could tell she was getting close.

Wanting to help her and really having nothing better to do except enjoy the sex, I reached up, put my thumb on her clit, and started moving it in circles.

"Ohhhhh shit! Keep doing that! Don't stop!" Shannon yelled, as though I might actually stop if she didn't tell me otherwise.

I had already made Shannon have one orgasm, and I felt how great the pressure had been on my cock when she came all over it, but now I was gladder than ever for the change in position. With Shannon on top and facing me, I could see every reaction she had to what was going on and what I was doing. Let me tell you that it was a beautiful sight to behold as I looked up to see beads of sweat running down Shannon's tense face, her eyes shut tight, her teeth gritted together, as she moaned out my name during her second orgasm of the evening.

Couple all of the visual stimulation with the once again excellent grip her pussy was putting on my cock, and I was very close to blowing yet another load inside of her. Somehow I staved it off as Shannon's orgasm seemed to finish, but I knew I needed to cum.

Without asking her first, I grabbed Shannon by the shoulders and, without pulling out, I spun us around so that she was underneath of me on the bed. It was almost a missionary position, but not quite. I needed some kind of leverage, because I had to finish off the orgasm that I knew would come if I did things right.

Positioning myself almost directly above Shannon, I began to push my cock in and out of her, driving it like a piston down into her incredibly wet pussy. Shannon looked up at me with a glance that belied how tired she was and how much pleasure she still felt at the same time. I started to really pump her pussy good, and with gravity and leverage aiding me, I was going into her about as hard as I'd ever fucked a woman before.

I could feel my orgasm approaching, but just as I did, I saw Shannon's eyes go wide, and I could feel her pussy starting to spasm on me again.

"Ohhhh, shit...ohhhh fuck...I'm going to have another one...." Shannon looked almost fearful of another impending orgasm, like she was simply too tired to endure that much more pleasure. Still, I take great pride in getting a woman to cum, so I did what came naturally: I reached down and started playing with her clit again. That set her off.

"Oh, you're gonna make me cuuuuummmm....ohhhhhh gawd!"

As Shannon began her orgasm, I pumped into her a few more times, then let loose with one of my own. I don't think she even knew I was coming, she was so lost her own passion that she couldn't have been paying any attention. I pushed as far into her as I could get and released my sperm there, deep inside of her pussy, doing my best to fill her up. As I finished and Shannon was still groaning in pleasure, I looked down to see that both of our juices were squishing out around my dick, and then flowing down toward her ass crack.

When her orgasm finally subsided, which seemed like minutes later, I pulled out of Shannon and rolled over, somewhat exhausted from the encounter. I'd been with a lot of hot women, as you probably know, but few who were this sexy and this passionate at the same time.

Soon we fell asleep, and that's how I ended up spending the whole night at her place. I'd like to tell you that we both woke up, had more passionate sex, went to sleep again, and then woke up and had more sex - but we didn't.

The truth is that we didn't wake up until morning, and Shannon was already late for work, so it was a rush to get out of her place. I didn't mind, though. I have her number, and as we parted ways we shared a quick kiss, and I could sense that this might not be the last time we'd be intimate.

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It took a few moments for things to sink in, and for Jon and Melissa to realize Scott had finished his story at that point. They just kind of stared at one another for a bit before Melissa finally spoke up.

"Wow," she said, barely audible. "That was a hot story, Scott."

"I do my best," Scott replied, smiling at her.

"Yeah, it was good," Jon agreed.

"It made me horny," Melissa almost whispered.

"Yeah, me too," Jon said, smiling.

"I can feel that it made you horny," Melissa said, sitting in his lap and feeling his erection poking her in the ass.

"Yeah," Jon said, smiling. "So you wanna go have sex?" He asked the question quickly, without really expecting any kind of affirmative answer.

"Oh yeah," Melissa said, reaching down to stroke his hard on through his jeans.

"Uh, all right, we'll see you later Scott," Jon said, pushing Melissa to her feet and getting ready to leave.

Melissa stopped in Jon's path. "We can't just ditch Scott like that," she said.

"Well what are we going to do, then?" Jon asked, incredulous that Melissa would defend the idea of continuing to spend time with Scott. "Are we going to get him a video camera so he can come along and make a tape for us?"

"No," Melissa said, "Although that might be interesting..."

Jon's eyes narrowed as he looked at Melissa. "Then what do you want to do?" Jon asked.

Melissa had been contemplating something for a bit now, and finally decided to simply throw it out there. "There's no reason he can't come back to my place with us," she said.

"To do what?" Jon asked, his voice rising slightly.

"Keep it down," Melissa said. "I'm sure Scott's horny too, Jon. I wouldn't want to leave him, uh, hanging..."

"Oh, so now you want to fuck Scott too?"

"Don't act so surprised, Jon," Melissa said.

Scott had been listening to the two talk about him without saying anything, but now he was shocked at what he was hearing. He surmised that Melissa essentially wanted to offer him a threesome with her and Jon. Despite what Jon had told him earlier, Scott knew Jon couldn't be happy with Melissa's casual request for such activity.

"First you cheat on me with that asshole guy at the fast food place," Jon said, somehow managing to keep his voice down, "And now you want to fuck my best friend?"

"I don't see why you're making such a big deal out of it," Melissa said, almost seeming to be hurt by Jon's words. "You and I are not even together anymore, Jon."

This took Jon aback, as though he had forgotten that the two of them had recently made an official end to their relationship. In a few seconds, a look of resignation came over his face.

"I guess it's your choice if you want him to come with us to your place," Jon said, figuring to himself that it might not be such a bad thing after all.

"I like the sound of that," Scott interjected, and both Jon and Melissa turned to look at him.

"I'm glad," Melissa said. "Because I like the look of that..." She reached down and stroked Scott's penis through his jeans, and it became even harder as she did so.

"Come on, let's go then," Jon said, still sounding a bit disgusted by Melissa's overt interest in his friend.

Jon tossed a few bills on the table as the three of them strode out of the restaurant together. He wasn't sure if this was the best idea, but he was horny and it looked like he wouldn't get to fuck Melissa if Scott was left out of the equation. He kept telling himself it was okay to share her now, since that's what she wanted and she was no longer his girlfriend.

Melissa was incredibly excited and couldn't stop smiling. She'd never been with two guys at once before, and it had always been one of her fantasies. Just thinking about the idea that she might realize it today made her even hornier than she already was.

Scott couldn't believe that Melissa would propose a threesome, but he certainly didn't mind. She was attractive enough to turn him on, for sure, and even though she had been Jon's girlfriend, it didn't really feel wrong to consider fucking her. She certainly seemed to want it, and Scott knew he wanted it as well.

So the three of them ventured out of the restaurant together, but they would not ride to Melissa's together. Jon insisted that Melissa ride with him, while Scott would follow them in his own car.

While they were alone during the ride to her house, Jon confronted Melissa.

"I still can't believe you cheated on me," he said monotonously, after a few moments of silence.

"Jon, things just weren't working out for us, relationship wise," Melissa attempted to explain. "Besides, I've got issues that go way beyond us."

"Yeah, I know," Jon said. "You're not exactly the most stable person I've ever met."

"No, I'm not," Melissa agreed. "And to be honest, I think it's better for you this way. We can still have sex, if you want - and I think that is what you want - but if we're not attached, maybe I won't hurt you if I get with someone else."

"You're going to get with someone else anyway," Jon said, rolling his eyes before continuing to watch the road. "So I might as well accept that and agree that we won't have a relationship, right?"

"Yeah, probably," Melissa said, unsure of what else she could say to him.

"But you're right," Jon continued, "I am horny today, and I really do want to fuck you."

"Good," Melissa said, smiling for the first time since Jon had started this little discussion in the car. Then she frowned again. "But you really don't mind Scott joining us, do you?"

"I'm not going to lie to you, Melissa," Jon said. "I do mind, but I have to take everything into consideration. You've already cheated on me, and now we're not really together. Plus, it's not like Scott and I have never shared a woman before..."

"Oh yeah?" Melissa asked. "That sounds like another story you guys will have to tell me someday."

"Maybe," Jon said, somewhat dismissively. "But for now, let's just say that I mind, but not enough to keep it from happening."

"Works for me," Melissa said, smiling again.

Jon soon pulled his car into Melissa's driveway, behind several others that were already there. Scott pulled in behind Jon, and they all met near the front porch.

"Don't worry about everyone in here," Jon told Scott. "They're mostly doing their own things; probably some of them are having sex right now. But they'll keep to themselves and not bother us."

"Okay," Scott said, following Jon and Melissa into the house.

Jon took Melissa's hand out of force of habit, and allowed her to lead him to her bedroom, with Scott trailing behind. Surprisingly they encountered no one along the way; it was just as Jon had said - everyone was off doing their own thing.

Before Scott could even get into Melissa's bedroom, Melissa had already forced herself on Jon, kissing him frantically. Jon wasn't sure he liked the speed with which things were moving already, but he allowed himself to go with it, and he started kissing Melissa in return.

Scott wasn't quite sure what to do. He felt awkward about taking off his clothes, especially before Melissa or Jon began to disrobe, so he stood there waiting to see what would happen next. Before he really knew what was going on, Scott found his lips locked to Melissa's, as she kissed him with the same fervor and passion she had just kissed Jon. Scott glanced over to see that Jon was already taking off his jeans and suddenly he no longer felt awkward about the situation.

Scott continued to make out with Melissa, helping her to remove her shirt in the process. Feeling bold, he began to massage one of her bra covered breasts with his hands, eliciting a coo of delight from Melissa as she pulled Scott's shirt over his head before turning around to check on Jon. Jon was already completely naked, much to the surprise of both Scott and Melissa.

"Come here," Jon half said and half growled, tackling Melissa and pushing her backward onto her bed and kissing her again.

Scott continued to disrobe as Jon and Melissa made out on the bed and then Jon helped Melissa remove her jeans and panties. Within a minute all three people in the room were naked.

Jon didn't waste any time. He was on top of Melissa, in a position where he felt in control, and he knew what they both wanted. Lining himself up, he slid his cock into her in a smooth thrust, then began to slowly fuck her.

Scott watched for a few seconds, his horny cock pulsing due to what his eyes were viewing. Deciding he wanted in on the action, he moved up next to Melissa's face, hoping she would take the initiative, which she did immediately. Melissa grabbed Scott's cock and started pumping it up and down with her hand, and when she had a chance, she moved over a bit and started sucking on its tip.

Scott groaned out loud when he felt Melissa's mouth on his cock for the first time. He'd had his dick sucked by many women in the past, but if there was one thing he learned, it was that each one was different. Some techniques were better than others, and some mouths just seemed fit for the task. Even with just the tip of his cock in her mouth, he somehow sensed that Melissa was indeed going to be just as good as Jon had told him earlier in the day.

Melissa moaned onto Scott's cock, sending vibrations out into his spine, as she felt Jon drilling into her below. Jon was very horny and was working up to an orgasm very fast, and in some ways he didn't care. Still, he wanted to fuck Melissa in the ass before this was over, and that wouldn't happen if he didn't slow down. Jon pulled out of Melissa, looked at Scott, hesitated a moment, and then proceeded with what he wanted to do.

"Time to switch," Jon said. "I need my dick sucked."

"Fine by me," Scott replied, eager to get his cock into Melissa's pussy.

As Jon moved up and into position to get head from Melissa, Scott got between her legs and looked down to line up his cock. He found that, just as Jon had said, Melissa had a somewhat "messy" pussy, with big puffy lips that stuck out and hung there. He put it out of his mind, lined up his cock, and pushed inside of her. Scott immediately noticed that Melissa was incredibly wet.

"Did you cum in her already?" Scott asked Jon.

"No, dude," Jon said. "She's always wet like that."

"Yeah, I'm...oh shit...always really wet..." Melissa moaned as Scott began to pump her pussy with his penis.

Scott was just as horny as either of the other two, and unlike Jon, he was anxious to get off. He started ramming his cock in and out of Melissa at an incredible pace, not caring if he blew his load or not, feeling that he could recover in time to fuck her again if he needed to.

As Melissa really set to work on Jon's cock despite the incredible feeling in her loins as Scott fucked her, Jon could feel his own orgasm approaching. He wanted to cum in her mouth so badly, but instead he stopped her from sucking him.

"You want both of us at the same time?" Jon asked her, as Scott continued to pound her pussy.

"Yeah," Melissa replied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," Jon said, pretending. "What do you want us to do to you?"

"Arrrrrgggg...I want you to fuck me!" Melissa screamed at him.

"That's better," Jon said calmly. "Scott, pull out of her for a minute so I can get under her and fuck that sexy ass."

Scott didn't really want to stop, but he pulled out of Melissa anyway. Jon crawled underneath of her, and Melissa reached down and grabbed his cock.

"That's it, Melissa, line me up with your sweet ass," Jon growled.

Melissa did as Jon requested, and soon she was slowly lowering herself onto his cock. She moved gingerly, but in a way that made it obvious to Scott that Jon had fucked her in the ass before. In a moment Jon's penis was buried completely inside of Melissa's tight ass.

"Come on, Scott, get up here and fuck me already," Melissa pleaded.

Scott wasted no time, climbing onto the bed and trying to find the best angle with which to enter Melissa's pussy. Finding one that he liked, he pushed his penis forward and the tip entered her. Melissa moaned, and then pouted a bit when Scott removed his penis briefly to line up even better before plunging back inside to another Melissa moan.

"I've never done this before, so I need some time to get used to it," Melissa told the guys.

"We need to coordinate this thing," Jon said. "Melissa, move up and down on my penis. Scott, when she moves up toward you, fuck into her. That way she's getting fucked one way or the other at all times."

"Oh yeah that sounds awesome," Melissa exclaimed.

"Oh just wait," Scott said. "And you'll see how great it is."

Melissa started moving on Jon, and when she rose up a good bit, Scott pushed into her as far as he could go. Melissa let out a howl and lowered herself onto Jon again, and then rose up to find Scott pushing deeper still inside of her.

Melissa couldn't believe how full she felt. She'd had fantasies about doing this many times, but never did she imagine the absolute fullness that came with a penis in her pussy and one in her ass at the same time. She felt her knees going weak and knew instantly that the position required to keep this going wouldn't be able to last for long. Still, at the same time, she felt an orgasm coming on and she wanted it to happen while both guys were still inside of her.

"Touch my clit!" Melissa screamed at Scott. "I'm so close and I need it soooo bad..."

Scott did as she asked, reaching forward and rubbing Melissa's clitoris. His motions were rough as he concentrated on fucking her and keeping his balance at the same time, but they were doing the trick. Melissa could feel the orgasm coming and knew it was going to be a huge one.

"Ohhh, shit, here it comes...oh my gawd...yeesssssss!"

Melissa stopped moving altogether as her entire being focused on the orgasm she was having due to one of her greatest fantasies being fulfilled. She felt her pussy spasm on one cock as her ass tightly gripped another, and just the mere thought of what was happening made her spasm even harder as the orgasm washed over her and filled her entire body with pleasure, radiating out from her vagina and ass toward her extremities.

Melissa was tired and wanted to end this quickly. She pulled her ass off of Jon, although somehow Scott stayed inside of her. Jon rolled out of the way and stood up, jacking off near her face, hoping she would suck him some more. Melissa needed to rest however, and at the moment she could still feel Scott between her legs.

Scott was determined to get off, and he began to fuck Melissa hard and fast. She wasn't the sexiest woman he'd ever been with or the most beautiful - far from either - but she was attractive enough that he knew it shouldn't be difficult to cum soon. Pumping in and out of her as fast as he could, he could feel the cum rising up from his balls.

At the last possible moment Scott pulled out of Melissa's pussy, gave his penis a couple of quick pulls, and launched a shot of semen from between her legs all the way up and over her shoulder, almost hitting Jon as he stood next to her head. The next shot sprayed upward nearly as hard, hitting Melissa in the chin and trailing down between her boobs. Several smaller spurts followed, landing on her stomach and in the bit of pubic hair above her pussy.

"Now that he almost hit me with a cum shot, are you going to finish me or not?" Jon asked Melissa, a slight edge in his voice.

"Fuck me and finish that way," Melissa gasped. "I'm tired."

Scott moved out of the way, and Jon got between Melissa's fatigued legs. Putting her calves on his shoulders, he buried his cock in her in one smooth motion, and then began to piston in and out of her at a rapid rate. As Scott looked on, Jon pumped into Melissa for a few minutes and then groaned, releasing his seed up inside of her.

"Damn, that was good," Jon finally said, collapsing on top of Melissa, the two of them laying there in a sweaty heap.

"Yeah," Scott agreed, "Melissa you're a damn good lay."

"I wasn't lying about that," Jon said, smiling up at Scott.

"No, you weren't," Scott echoed.

"Let's lay here for a bit and rest," Melissa suggested.

"I actually have to be going," Scott said. "I've got to get up in the morning. But I'm sure I'll see you around."

Scott began to put on his clothes, and Jon felt he needed to talk to his friend.

"Melissa, I'm going to show Scott out. I'll be right back," Jon told her, throwing on some clothes and exiting the room with his friend.

"So what's up?" Scott asked once they were out of Melissa's earshot.

"I'm not sure what to do," Jon said.

"About what?"

"Well, I just met another girl the other day," Jon explained. "We're not together, at least not yet, but I'm interested in her."

"Good for you," Scott said.

"Well, it is," Jon said slowly, "But the thing is, she's one of Melissa's friends. Her name's Kayla, and she actually lives close to here and used to hang out with Melissa a lot."

"Oh," Scott muttered. "You're afraid Melissa will try to screw things up for you."

"No," Jon said, "not really. I just don't want Kayla to think I'm making the rounds with her friends."

"Don't worry about it, man," Scott said, slipping into advice giving mode. "Either she wants you or she doesn't. Either way, nothing you say or do is going to change it. If you're not officially together, don't even worry about what we just did today."

"Nah, I'm not worried about that at all," Jon said.

"Good. Relax and let me know how it goes. Maybe sometime I'll even get to meet this Kayla chick."

"Yeah, sure, buddy," Jon said. "I'll see you around."

Jon went back inside Melissa's house, heading straight for the bedroom. When he arrived, Melissa was already asleep. He lay down next to her, content to spend the night at her house. They weren't together, but they did just have sex, and he was tired as hell. There was no reason not to spend the night, even with Kayla occupying a corner of his mind. He wrapped his arm around Melissa and drifted off to sleep.

Scott exited the house and began his drive home, reflecting on the day as a whole. He and Jon had shared many wild sexual adventures in the past, but today they had shared stories of still more sexual encounters. And of course, they'd ended the day by sharing yet another encounter itself, and indeed, by sharing another woman. It occurred to Scott that there was not much he and Jon didn't share with one another, whether it be friendship, advice, stories, sexual encounters themselves, or even women, literally and figuratively.

In his mind's eye, Scott began to replay the stories he'd told Jon, and the ones Jon had told him. Despite recently blowing a load all over Melissa's stomach, Scott found himself getting hard thinking about all that had taken place on this day.

In a moment Scott decided on a new course of action. Turning his car around, he began to head back toward Melissa's house. After all, there was no reason the three of them couldn't try to extend one exciting sexual day into another.

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