Chapter 4

After the first few weeks of school the three roommates had become close friends. They shared some of the same classes, they ate their meals together, they studied and watched television together, and at night when it was time for lights-out in the dormitory they masturbated together. They still did it alone, separately in their own beds, but by now each of them knew what the other two were doing.

It wasn't a subject they openly discussed much, but it was something that was a great secret among the three of them.

Karen found, after those first few weeks that Easton School wasn't so bad after all, but she attributed most of that to her newfound friends and roommates. At night, while they still undressed in front of each other, taking turns as if that first night had set a precedent or ritual, Karen found herself noticing more and becoming more familiar with her friends bodies.

She noticed more how small Betty's waist and ass really was. Perfectly formed cheeks that you could probably fit in the palm of each hand she found herself thinking. Her torso was slender also, but her breasts offset her smallness to make her look full figured. And her cunt, which was the hardest part of her to become familiarized with because she had such thin pussy lips apposed to her own or Mary's meaty flaps. Betty was a very pretty, very sexy girl and she knew she was passionate and hot by the way she came at night with Mary and herself. When Betty came she let out little whimpers almost like a baby crying. As Karen beat herself off it helped get her even hotter to hear Betty and know that she was doing the exact same thing to herself; fingerfucking her hot little hole. And she noticed more and more of Mary also, as every night she unhooked her bra and let fall those two magnificent mammaries with their big knotty nipples. She remembered thinking at first that they were almost ugly, too big and uncomfortable looking, but as each night went by and she saw them swaying back and forth as Mary walked across the room, or how they hung down when she bent over for her night gown she became more and more turned on by them and found herself wondering what they would feel like rubbing across her face. But it was Mary's cunt that Karen liked looking at. Mary's thick-lipped, hairy cunt reminded her of Linda's, and when she heard Mary under her covers at night getting that cunt all hot and sticky with her fingers, like Linda had done, Karen found herself wishing that she could sit on the edge of Mary's bed and watch her like she had done with Linda.

And when Mary came, Karen noticed that she let out what sounded like a little grunt mingled with inaudible whispering as if she were saying something to someone. And of all three of them Karen thought that Mary had the loudest, squishiest crack of them all.

What the three of them began to talk about most when they were together was boys. Or "men" as Mary liked to say, "there's no use fucking a boy, if you're going to fuck, fuck a man." She would say it a la Mae West and it never failed to make them all laugh.

But what they talked about most was the fact that there were no boys or men available at Easton School. The entire student body was made up of girls. And the faculty with the exception of two men, was entirely made up of women. But the two men were both old and ugly and none of the three liked them. One was a biology professor, and one was a music teacher. And besides the students, the only other people who lived in the compound were Headmistress Millingford and two or three other female faculty members.

There was no one around for the girls to fuck even if they were hot and ready, which after jerking off mutually each night, they were becoming more and more so.

It was unanimously agreed that they would have to find a way to meet some boys. The only time they were allowed off the campus was if their parents requested it and gave their permission, or if they were attending some sort of school function. They weren't sure how they were going to do it, but they'd made up their minds that they would somehow get out of the dorm and off campus.

But in the meantime their days were pretty routine and boring and the more days they spent together the more they appreciated each others company because it made the boredom more bearable.

But their nights began to change a little. After homework was done, instead of watching television, they began spending their time getting to know each other more intimately. They would turn out the lights, light candles and sit together telling each other the best stories of their lives. Especially sex stories. The things each of them had done, and never told anyone.

Karen, of course, could not really compare her stories to those of either Betty or Mary, because they had led much free , much less controlled lives. They had already had a couple of boyfriends each and had had sex with all of them, which they both admitted was one of the reasons their parents had sent them to Easton School.

"My parents were afraid I was going to get pregnant," Betty claimed to be the primary reason, while Mary just admitted that her parents though she was a slut because they found polaroid pictures Randy had taken of her in the nude. When Betty and Karen heard this, this excitement soared and their cunts got immediately itchy.

"Tell us about it," they begged her, "what happened?"

While sitting around like this at night all three of the girls wore their nighties with nothing else underneath it, so that when they sat with their legs crossed as they did, most of their respective cunts were visible to the other two. And all their tits were practically hanging out through the thin material. Especially Mary's, as they began to rise and fall with excitement with the remembrance of the night Randy took those pictures "We had gone to a motel that night," Mary started off her story, "Randy liked taking me to motels. Especially sleazy little ones. He said they made him hotter. Well, we got to the motel and Randy opened a pint of scotch he had brought with him. Randy really had class. We sat around drinking the scotch and kissing and playing around with each other until we both started to get drunk. Me especially. I get really horny when I'm drunk, " she added for clarity.

"Me too," said Betty, smiling. Sitting there with just the light from the candles illuminating their little circle Karen could feel her nipples harden like little rocks and her cunt began to throb with that tell-tale tingling of an impending orgasm. As she listened to Mary continue to describe how Randy undressed her and then took out a polaroid camera to take pictures, and as she saw both Mary 's and Betty's cunts beneath their nighties, she began to have a strong urge to start rubbing her own crack to secrete some juices to ease the burning which she was beginning to fell stronger and stronger deep in her hole.

"I had never had pictures taken of me before," Mary continued, and he made me get into some of the strangest positions. You wouldn't believe what he made me do."

"Like what?" Karen heard herself asking.

"Well he made me kneel down on the bed on all fours and he got behind me. And then he told me to reach back and spread my cunt open real wide. I did it and spread my lips until I thought I was going to rip them off, and when he took the picture he was so close that I felt the heat from the flashbulb and that alone just about made me cum. And then he made me bend over a chair and this time spread my ass-hole. He took a picture of that And then he made me stand on my head so that my tits were hanging down in front of my face and he took pictures of me like that"

These were the kinds of things that Karen had never even thought of. She had seen pictures of nude women in the men's magazines on occasion, but she had never thought about taking pictures herself. But as she listened to Mary tell her story and as she envisioned what it must have been like, her cunt began to get slippery inside and she could feel her cum gathering deep in her hole and slowly dripping the walls of her cunt.

"Randy's done some things that are even a lot stranger than that," she tempted them, but I don't think I can tell you all of that.' Mary then turned to Betty and asked, "have you ever had pictures taken of you nude?" Betty admitted that she hadn't as did Karen.

"I made a really filthy phone call one time though," she said with an air of retaliation. "And brother, did that make my cunt soaking wet!"

Again, this was something that Karen had never really though of as a possibility for sexual enjoyment. She found herself asking Betty with an air of innocence and naivet‚, "How do you make a filthy phone call?"

"It was my boyfriends idea," Betty said inching her way closer into the circle of the three of them, causing her knees to uncross a little further and giving Karen a wide open view of her pink, little pussy that was beginning to gleam from wetness in the flickering candle light. Karen knew that Betty was getting as turned on as she was, and although she could not see Mary's cunt as precisely, she would bet that it was getting slimy with her juices.

As Betty continued to tell her story of how one of her ex-boyfriends had been a 'phone freak' and how he liked getting them both off over the phone late at night when their parents were sleeping Karen could feel her insides begin to shake a little in anticipation of what Betty was about to tell them. This was strange and kinky to Karen, and things that she had never heard of before.

She began to feel the first drops of pearly white cum drip out of her steaming crack as Betty described her phone call.

"He called me up and told me to take all of my clothes off. I was already in bed so I just slipped off my nightgown. When I told him I had done what he asked he told me to lie there and finger-fuck myself while he described to me how hard his cock was and how much he wanted to fuck me. Then he started describing what he'd do to me if he were there right now in intimate step-by-step detail."

"Karen knew droplets of come were at the entrance of her hole as she asked Betty her question, but she was anxious to know. "What do you mean step-by-step detail? What kind of details?"

"Like he would say to me that if he were there with me he'd make me take my fingers out of my cunt and put it in my mouth and suck the juice off it while he put his own finger in its place. And when his finger was good and wet he make me suck the juice off that. And then he'd put two fingers in, and when they were soaking wet, he'd make me suck off that juice. And when I was good and hot, he'd make me beg him to fuck me, and after he was done he'd make me suck the slimy cum off his cock until it was completely clean."

Karen shuddered with an uncontrolled sexual urge that was making her cunt burn. She had never imagined herself in that kind of a position and hearing about it was almost as exciting as doing it. It was actually making her shake with desire to listen to Betty continue. And Karen knew that she was not the only one who was turned on by the story. Mary was sitting with a fixed, glazed look in her eyes and their were beads of sweat on her brow and face. Her big tits were heaving with each inhalation and her nipples were straining against the thin material of her nightie. They were hard with arousal. She knew that the curve of each tit was visible beneath the cloth. Her cunt felt wet. She adjusted her sitting position so she could get more comfortable and in the process gave Karen better access to the sight of her hairy crotch. The big meaty lips were parted and drooling. Karen thought that she was getting wet, and she could tell that Betty was creaming, but Mary's cunt was drooling a steady trickle of cum out of her hole and it was disappearing between the crack of her ass-cheeks. And seeing this Karen again found herself thinking of Linda that afternoon and how her cum had dripped out of her exactly the same way and lubricated her puckering little, tight ass-hole. Karen knew that Mary's ass-hole must now be as sticky as Linda's had been that day Betty was continuing her story, herself almost transfixed, lost somewhere between the remembering the events and the feeling of her own hot, seeping crack. "When he was done telling me what he would do to me, and what he would make me do if he were there, he told me that he wanted me to think of what I would do to him and describe it to him."

"Holy shit,' muttered Mary at the thought of it. For apparently this was a sexual deviation that she had never thought of or experienced either. Karen felt a little relieved to feel this, because compared to what had happened to her sexually, she felt as though she knew nothing in comparison to the stories she was hearing.

Betty continued, uninterrupted by Mary's exclamation. "He told me to think about what I would do to him in step-by-step detail and he told me to call him back in a couple of minutes. But he made me promise that I would stop masturbating in the meantime. He didn't want me to cum until he was on the phone again and could hear it." Karen felt that the wetness that was building up at the entrance of her hole must soon explode and flood the room. She started flexing her thigh muscles to try and satisfy the itching between her cunt lips, but it was nearly what she needed to relieve herself.

"When I called him back a few minutes later," Betty continued " I was still laying in bed naked and my pussy was still hot and horny. He let the phone ring about ten times so that it almost drove me crazy. When he answered he said he was jerking off and he wanted me to make him cum by telling him what I wanted to do to him."

Betty described how she wanted to be able to be there with him so that she could start licking him from his forehead down to his big, bulging cock. And how she would take his tool in her hand and gently start rubbing it up and down as she flicked at the head of his cock with her tongue, just touching it ever so slightly. She said she would then continued to jerk him off only slower now, as she took more of the head into her mouth and ran her tongue around it until she could feel it get even bigger and harder. And as she played with his balls, slipping her hand underneath his sack so that she could jiggle them as she continued, she would begin to work more and more of the shaft of his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

Karen could no longer restreain herself and with an almost sob she slowly slid her hand under the short hem of her nightie and placed it over her burning pussy mound. As soon as she felt it she realized how wet she had really gotten for her palm was covered with the sticky fluid immediately. She had unknowingly closed her eyes as she had made this maneuver and when she opened them she saw that Mary too had succumbed to the heat and excitement of the sexy stories and her hand also was toying with her bulging pussy lips.

Betty continued now, with even more description and detail than before, because she saw the effect it was having on her two roommates. And as she sat and watched them her own cunt dripped cum onto the pillow she was sitting on. She took the greatest amount of pleasure from watching her roommates play with their cunts, for this was the first time that she had actually seen them. All the other nights when they all masturbated they were separated in their own beds and in the dark. Only noises could be heard.

But here in front of her were the both of them with their fingers buried in their cracks, and she was definitely a voyeur. She loved to watch.

She then went on in a steady unbroken string of words and sentences describing what her boyfriend's big, inflamed cock looked like and how she would stuff the whole massive meaty organ into her mouth and bob up and down on it sucking it with the force of a vacuum and swirling her tongue around it at the same time. .

Karen had never had a cock in her mouth. The two encounters she had had with men were short, quick and no oral sex had been involved, but she had dreamt about it, she had imagined what it would be like, and here it was being described to her in lurid detail.

And as she continued to listen she felt she was hearing it from a place farther and farther away. For Karen now had two fingers working into her crack, rubbing it up and down, circling her clitoris and then disappearing into her soggy hole.

Mary was also now masturbating openly and unashamedly. But she had slightly lifted one leg and one ass-cheek and was laying somewhat on her side and backward so that she could have better access to her cunt. In this position her hairy twat was aimed right at Karen, open and soggy and drooling. Again, she momentarily slipped back to that afternoon in her bedroom with Linda. It looked so much like Linda's cunt and she began to wish so much that it was Linda's cunt "I told him how I would cup and squeeze his balls while I slurped on his cock," Betty went on, "I told him I would make the loudest sucking noises I could as I rammed his meat into my mouth. And I'd do it until I had him moaning as loud as I could make him."

Karen and Mary were almost totally lost in their jerking off, their cunts were making loud squirting noises as their intensity built. Betty was also stroking her crack harder, burying her fingers in and out and then altering back to rubbing her lips, but she was much more aware of herself. She was much more aware of watching Karen and Mary.

The two of them looked beautiful to her. Karen with her head thrown slightly back, her lips parted and trembling. Her two well formed tits, straining through her nightie and her muscular, youthful belly which was exposed. And mostly her delicate hands pumping in and out of her mushy, noisy crack, one hand holding her hole open and pressing her clitoris, while the other pumped. And Mary, also a beautiful girl, in a laid back position, one big tit resting on the floor while the other sagged over covering her chest. Her stomach was not as tight and muscular as Karen's, there was a little more 'meat' to it, but there was also much more meat to her cunt, which seeing this close up and this wide open, streaming cum with each new thrust of her fingers made her own cunt throb hard with her own impending orgasm. She was trying to hold back any explosions from her cunt so that she could enjoy watching her two friends for as long as possible.

She continued with her story and described to the two panting, sweating girls how she would keep sucking him until he exploded a large load of scum into her mouth. She said she would make sure she would suck every drop from his long cock and keep it all in her mouth until he was done pumping in her face and groaning from the terrible painful ecstasy he experienced every time a giant load shot out from the tip of his cock. Karen came all over her own hand with a loud sob as she imagined her own mouth being rammed full of hot cock meat and filling it up with a steaming, liquid load of seman. Never had she had a load of cum shot into her mouth and the thought and description of it was too much for her. Straining her head back even further she lifted her ass off the pillow she was sitting on and began to hump up and down on three fingers, all of them violently disappearing into her starving, cumming hole.

Karen's intense orgasm was enough to shove

Mary over the line of self-control and she too orgasmed, frantically rubbing, and plugging her hole with two fingers. And as she came she let out her familiar little grunts of pleasure and said in succession, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," as if if were not her own fingers that were penetrating her pussy, but a cock.

And as Karen managed to open her eyes and stare at Mary through her own explosions of passion, she came even another time, and with even more intensity, which she would never thought could have been possible after having just cum only seconds ago. But it was Mary moaning, "fuck me, fuck me" that had heated her cunt again so rapidly. For again those words were the same exact words used by Linda that day as she lay on the bed and begged Karen to satisfy her burning crack with the thick, long handle of the hairbrush.

"And after I had collected his whole load of cum in my mouth," Betty finished off the story with, I spit it on his belly, and it lay there like a small lake of white glue. And then," she finished I rubbed it all over his stomach, chest, and cock until it evaporated into his skin."

And then it was Betty's turn to orgasm as her two friends hunched over exhausted and uncontrollable from their experience. Betty closed her eyes and with rapid strokes across her clit she let out her own familiar short yelps of pleasure and squirted a steady steam of cum onto Karen's leg almost as if she had pissed on her.

For a brief moment they subsided in the peaceful afterglow of their orgasms and then they lay back and fell asleep where they were.