Down Days of College—Part II

By: Sewerdog

Both Tara and I just laid there in shock, staring at Ashley’s smiling face. At the time, I didn’t know her at all, but my first impression was, well, quite impressive. She stood about 5’9”, with shoulder-length brown hair and hazel eyes. Wearing a red blouse that hugged her c-cup breasts tightly, she stood there, applauding.

I looked at Tara, who was getting slightly red in the face.

“I thought you had classes for the next hour-and-a-half!” she exclaimed.

“They cancelled calculus for today. Both the professor and the T.A. were sick,” Ashley explained. She wiggled her tongue in front of her lips. “I see you’ve brought home a new plaything.”

“He’s mine!” Tara snapped, drawing me to her chest. “I’ve wanted him for a long time, and now he’s mine, Ashley. Not yours—mine!”

“Didn’t your mother ever teach you to share?” Ashley smiled and tilted her head as she strolled over towards us.

“Huh?” I whimpered.

“Well........” Tara thought for a moment. “Let’s leave it up to him. Tom, should we let Ashley here be our little bitch?” The question caught me off guard. Was this a trick to prove my fidelity, or was Tara really some crazed sex maniac?

“Uhduhnuh,” I shrugged. That covered my ass pretty well.

“I think we should!” Tara smiled up at Ashley. “Come’ere, you little bitch!” She beckoned to Ashley. “Off with the blouse, first of all.”

I felt myself getting hard again as Ashley peeled her blouse off to reveal a white lace bra.

“What’s that shit?” Tara barked playfully.

“Something I’m removing,” Ashley smiled, unclipping her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I watched it fall, taking notice of her long slender legs sheltered by a pair of tight blue jeans.

“Ooooh!” Tara said. “Lookie thar! He’s hard again!”

“Damn, I’d love to have that inside of me!” Ashley beamed.

“Ya see, Tom. Ashley here is our little resident slut,” Tara explained to me, reaching down to gently stroke my cock.

“Ahh, I see,” I smiled up at Tara.

“Okay, slut!” Tara barked. “Get to work! Those pants are gonna hafta come off, too now.”

“So, Tom,” Ashley began, sliding her jeans off to reveal her red thong. I noticed that the sides of her mound poked out slightly from the sides of the crotch area. “How do you know Tara?”

“We went to high school together—been friends ever since our freshman year there. I’ve always wanted to ask her out. Just found out today she’s felt the same.”

“I betcha that makes you happy, then?” She smiled, lying next to me and Tara.

“More than I ever expected,” I grinned.

“Is she a good fuck?”

“Best I’ve ever had,” I smiled, tilting my head back to steal a quick kiss from Tara.

“That’s just ‘cause you ain’t had me yet,” Ashley smiled. She pulled Tara’s hand from my shaft and replaced it with her own. “They say once you get one of my patented blowjobs, you’re hooked.” She winked at me.

“Why don’t you give him a demonstration?” Tara giggled.

“Whether you want me to or not,” Ashley said to Tara. She leaned foreward and took the etire length of my cock into her throat. She paused for a second, then began bobbing up and down, sliding her warm lips and tongue over my throbbing erection. As she fucked me with her mouth, I pulled her body up towards me and yanked her panties off, displaying the soft folds of her lips, which glistened brightly with wetness. I pulled her so that we were in a 69 position, pulling her legs apart so I could drink from fountain of flesh.

I used my thumbs to spread her soft, slippery lips apart, and admired her rosy red twat. I quickly dove in, taking large, sweeping licks from her crevice, then flicked my tongue over her opening. I felt myself building towards orgasm at an alarming rate, and was powerless to do anything but lick, so I concentrated on her engorged clit, licking and sucking her tiny love button. I “felt” her moan with pleasure. Those vibrations alone set me off. I exploded inside Ashley’s hot mouth, feeding her squirt after squirt of my salty seed.

She slid her mouth off of my cock, then pulled herself into a sitting position. Tara started stroking my willy again, trying to bring it back to life.

“I think that little slut wants to ride you like a stallion,” Tara smirked.

Ashley smiled and nodded. She lay down on top of me, squashing her breasts into my chest. The feeling instantly brought me back to life. As my wood grew, it pressed against her moist lips.

“Perfect!” she exclaimed. She got up into a kneeling position, her velvety snatch hovering just above my hard wang.

I helped guide my dick into her pussy as she sank. I felt my head part her silky folds, and slide into her dripping tunnel of love. Her walls gripped my tightly, and she moaned, starting to bob up and down on my rod. We both moaned with intense pleasure as her loose lips slid along my shaft as she bounced up and down.

“Mmmmmm.....oh yeaaaahhhh...” Ashley moaned, leaning foreward, so that she was doing less up-and-down work, now sliding herself laterally. I grunted and moaned with pleasure, my cock being massaged by her ribbed vaginal walls as she slid me in and out of her. Her perky nipples grazed my chest with each motion. As the pleasure increased, we rolled over, placing me on top. I took over the work, thrusting savagely into Ashley’s deep, warm fuckhole.

Suddenly, I felt her muscles tense, squeezing my rod like a vice, and I rammed myself into her one final time, as we both experienced orgasm. I immediately collapsed on top of her, mashing her breasts into my chest.

When I had regained some of my energy, I lifted myself, and pulled out, watching in amazement as a single strand of sticky goo draped from my cock head to her opening.

“Bring that thing over here,” Tara said lustfully. I crawled over to her, and she immediately fisted my cock, and took it into her mouth, cleaning Ashley’s juices off. When she was done, she licked her lips, smiling. “Tastes like fun,” she giggled. “Whadda you think, Ashley?” We both turned to look at the exhausted brown-haired vixen.

In response, Ashley let forth a satisfied moan, which was about all she could muster at that time.

Tara and I laughed, and decided to give her some time to recover.

“Do you have any beer?” I asked.

“Sure,” she perked up. “You like Heiniken?”

“Yea, thanks,” I replied. Tara stood up to retrieve a couple of beers from the fridge, and I gave her ass a playfull swat. She giggled, and I watched her shapely form as she went.

I was suddenly distracted by a hand on my cock.

“Haven’t you had enough?” I smiled, turning to see Ashley, now kneeling and gently stroking my shaft.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had,” she cooed.

“You’re a horny little devil aren’t ya?”

“I am a slut,” she reasoned. I found myself once again hard, and gasped when she leaned foreward to take my cock into her inviting mouth. I felt her tongue massage my head as she began to slowly bob up and down on my rod. I pulled her shapely ass towards me, and up on top of me. She straddled my face, giving me an excellent view of her rosy red cunt.

I gently traced her opening with my fingertips, then concentrated on rubbing her tender little love button. She moaned with desire, increasing her speed on my knob. The pleasure was intense, and I wanted to repay that favor, so I locked my lips around her soft, pliable slit, and ferociously attacked her opening with my tongue. Her snatch was practiacally dripping as I moved my tongue down her mound to lick her long, flappy lips. To compensate for the absence of my tongue, and thrust three fingers into her steaming vagina, watching her mound swell as it stretched to accomodate.

I began rapidly pumping my fingers in and out of her tender, sensitive sugar walls as I felt my load rushing foreward. I let loose an animalistic growl, and shuddered, dispensing three full squirts of giz down her throat. She seemed determined to suck me absolutely dry, and once she did, she popped my cock out of her mouth, and began screaming at my oral worship of her womanhood (Props to Island Paradise by Highlander for that phrase).

Finally, she spasmed violently, and sprayed a thick helping of girl juices onto my face, then rolled off of me, and lay back to rest.

Myself being exhausted, I was glad to see that Tara had already gotten the beers, and had been busy fingering herself while watching us. Now that we had all gotten off again, we sat back and enjoyed our beer.