Chapter 4
When Joe Stern got back to the girls he was beaming with satisfaction.
"Great! Just great!" he assured them, "You girls are naturals! Real pros! You act like you've been doing it all you're life! You know that!"
Lyn and Anita smiled contentedly, but Mary glared at him in anger, fully aware of the double meaning of his words. How could anyone be such a devious liar?
Mr. Stern told them to go out to get something to eat, and he would set up for the evening shooting. Mary was glad for the chance to let her friends in on the man's lies. As soon as they got past the door, she stopped them and told them what was on her mind. Lyn and Anita were indignant They decided to go right back in there and teach the man a lesson he wouldn't soon forget.
The girls stormed back into the warehouse and saw Joe's shape outlined against the back wall making a phone call. Apparently he was busy lining up some more customers for the three new girls who fucked like bunnies. The thought of it really burned them up, but they kept their tempers under control for the moment and advanced toward him smiling.
"Hey, what are you doing back so soon?" he asked as he slammed the phone back on the wall.
"Oh, we're not hungry, Joe," said Mary as seductively as possible. "We'd prefer to stick around here with you. That is, if you don't mind."
Mary stroked his thinning black hair as she spoke. Anita walked behind the man, put her arms around his neck and ran her tongue around the rim of his ear.
"Yeah, we'd rather stay with you, Joe," said Lyn as she led him by the hand toward the beds in the middle of the room, "Sit down and tell us all about tonight's schedule. What have you got planned for us tonight? Huh, Joe?"
The three girls crowded around him on the bed stroking his body and gazing fondly into his eyes. He fell for it
"Well, to begin with I thought we'd work in a bit with these dildoes." He reached under the bed and pulled out a whole box of different colored and different shaped dildoes. "Then, I'd thought we'd play around with a little bondage, you know? You girls liked to be tied up, while you fuck?"
Lyn fumbled with Joe's belt buckle while Mary pressed his head into her gorgeous boobs.
"Sure, Joe, we like anything you say. Don't we girls?" said Mary, "But what about you Joe, wouldn't you like to act too?"
"Nah, I'm the producer. I got to keep my mind on the work, you know?" he replied.
"Hey, I got a great idea," squealed Lyn as she finished pulling the man's hard on out into the open, "Why don't we try all this stuff out now, Joe? Let's have a rehearsal!"
The other two girls squealed their assent and completed stripping the clothes from off of Joe's body. They pushed him down on the bed. Anita lowered her succulent pussy into his mouth to keep him occupied. Lyn attacked his cock with her expert lips to keep his mind off of Mary who was busy tying the man to the bed. As he struggled underneath them, Lyn brought his cock, which was swollen from watching his actors all afternoon long without joining in the action himself, into a climax. She pulled his dong from her mouth and jerked it off with her hands, rubbing the saliva into his delicate skin as the man shot his sperm straight up into the air and kicked wildly on the bed. By that time Mary had finished tying the man to the bed.
Lyn and Anita got up to inspect the ropes. They tightened them carefully, making sure the man was completely motionless. Joe laughed when he saw what had happened. He struggled playfully against the bonds at first Then he felt how tight they were on his wrists and ankles.
"Hey! Hey! What's going on here? Let me loose. C'mon, you guys. A joke's a joke, but I gotta get back to work, you know?"
The girls stared down at him. Mary walked over to the camera. It was in the middle of her bed. She picked it up and returned to the man, spreadeagled on the middle bed. As he stared at her with fear beginning to filter into his eyes, she pried open the camera and shook it upside down over his head. It was empty. Joe began to laugh desperately. The girls joined him. They all laughed uproariously.
"Well, I'll be damned! You mean I forgot to put film in the camera? How stupid can you get? That's really stupid, huh?"
He looked from one pretty face to the other and cringed at the hardness he saw in their eyes. Mary was the first one to answer him:
"Where's the platinum, Joe?"
Lyn spoke next:
"Where's the money you got from those men, Joe?"
And then Anita: "You're fucked, Joe!"
Joe stared at them brazenly. Then he laughed contemptuously at them.
"What are you gonna do? Fuck me to death?"
"That's up to you, Joe," replied Mary.
But the man was stubborn; he had to be taught a lesson. The three girls rubbed his cock back to life. Joe grimaced at first, but soon was enjoying himself thoroughly. Anita humped him until he exploded into her. She crawled off his pecker and squatted over his mouth, just out of reach of his teeth. Lyn spread the lips of his mouth so that the juice trickled into his protesting mouth. Mary was busy stroking his limp rod into an erection. When it was ready, she jumped on top and humped like crazy. The cock hardened inside of her in minutes. Joe felt himself approaching his third orgasm in as many minutes and screamed in terror. He felt himself twitching as the fluid collected in his balls. He felt as though he was going to come with blood instead of sperm. As he came he screamed in agony and lust, pleading with these insane chicks to stop.
"The money from the Johns is in my wallet! In the back pocket of my pants, honest!"
The girls examined his pants and found the money. 'Four hundred and fifty dollars! Apparently they were pretty expensive hookers. :They pocketed the money and returned to work on the man. Mary untied one of his legs. They lifted his body up until there was room to try some of the exotic dildoes on Joe's own ass. He screamed at them.
"I swear the platinum ain't here! I swear on my mother! I gave it to somebody already! It ain't here! Aghhhhhhhh!!!"
His voice trailed off into a scream as the first huge dildo was shoved into his virgin ass. They fucked him with one dildo after another until he blurted out in agony that the platinum was in the desk drawer. They stopped for a few seconds while Mary ran over to verify his claim. It was all there, all right. They tied Joe's leg back to the bed and prepared to go.
"Hey! You can't leave me like this! The rats will get me! Let me loose!" he screamed in terror at the thought
"That's just what you deserve, you scum."
"Yeah. Maybe well sprinkle some sugar over your cock for the rats to nibble on. Would you like that, Joe?"
Joe's eyes bulged out of his head in horror as he listened for the sound of squeeks coming from beneath the layer of rubble spread all around him.
"Oh, relax, Joe. What kind of girls do you think we are anyway?" Mary reassured him after pausing a few moments for effect.
"Oh all right Let him up, but not now. Not while we're still here." Lyn added.
Finally, they arrived at a compromise. They would call one friend (that is, if a man like Joe had any friends). If he didn't come when they told him of Joe's situation, that was his tough luck. They placed the call and ran out the door laughing leaving Joe to struggle in the growing darkness.
The girls returned to the college in a boisterous mood. They each had made a hundred and fifty apiece just from allowing some men to fuck their twats. What could be a better way to make some spending money? Plus, they had discovered how much Lyn's treasure was worth.
"Why, if you could cash that stuff, Lyn, we could set up our own ... well you know, our own . .
"That's a great idea, Anita," Lyn replied, "If we had our own house, our own business, we could strike it rich. Look at how much those three guys paid to fuck us today. I bet we could really clean up if we went into business for ourselves."
Mary was silent, but soon she too was carried away with the idea:
"We could open one up on campus! That way we could fuck all guys our own age. We could hire girls from the college cheap!"
"Yeah. If we could only get rid of these stupid coins!" cried Lyn in exasperation.
All the talk came to nothing, however. They weren't about to try to go back downtown again. Joe Stern was probably waiting for them to step foot out of the campus before he could pounce on them and repay them for their kindness. They all giggled at the look on his face when they threatened to leave him for the rats, but they all secretly shivered at the thought of falling into his clutches. It was best to stay on campus for awhile!
The next day at Chemistry lab, a startling idea came to Mary. Why not smelt the platinum down themselves. They had all the equipment they needed right here on campus. And all the professional help they needed as well. All they had to do was be nice to the bright, young Chemistry Professor and he would probably bend over backwards to help them out Mary let her friends in on her brilliant idea at lunch. They were ecstatic. Lyn was in reality pretty friendly with the man already. 'She always tried to develop a relationship with bright, young professionals, especially if she was going to receive a grade from them at the end of the semester.
Professor Richardson was straight as a ramrod. "He was a health food nut and exercised every day to keep himself in shape. "A strong body is necessary for the proper cultivation of a strong mind," he was fond of telling his devoted graduate students. He usually made a point of jogging around the campus every morning before breakfast, and that suited them fine, as far as the girls were concerned. So the next morning they got up in the pre-dawn gloom and placed themselves at convenient spots around the path that surrounded the college. If one missed the man, the others would be sure to catch him. They obviously had no conception of the Professor's dedication to his exercise.
He came bounding out of his residence as the first golden rays of the sun filtered through the leaves of the trees. The air was fresh and cool; a perfect morning for jogging, he thought to himself. He turned the corner of his and made his way to the dirt path. He pumped one leg higher than the other, feeling the blood flow evenly through every cell of his healthy body. He leaped lightly over the blond girl that threw herself at him as he passed by the clump of bushes that she had been concealed in. He continued to run effortlessly as the girl picked herself up and chased after him for almost thirty yards before giving up and clutching at her heaving breast for breath.
As he drew abreast of the next clump of bushes another girl hurled herself out of the bushes and pleaded with him to stop.
"My friend, she's there in the bushes, I think she's dead, you better come quickly," she stammered breathlessly after the fleeing professor who neatly avoided her clutches and ran on into the morning air.
"There's not much I can do for her if she's dead, is there?" He called back cheerfully over his shoulder. He was surprised to see so much early morning activity on the campus. Apparently people were beginning to realize the importance of the old adage, "Early to bed, early to rise . .
The Professor was stopped abruptly in mid thought as Mary tackled him by the knees. He rolled over quickly, struggling to free himself and continue onwards. The girl hung on for dear life, determined that he would not get away from her. He looked around to see who his attacker was and was pleased to be greeted by Mary. one of his best Chemistry 11 students.
"Good morning, Professor. Beautiful morning, isn't it?"
Soon Mary had coaxed the innocent young man to accompany her into the bushes. She told him that she had bruised her hip while tackling him and asked him to take a look at it He was only too glad to be of assistance. As soon as they entered the sheltered clearing, Mary pulled off her shorts and panties. The Professor stared at her patch of red hair fascinated as the morning sunlight played across the tangle of short, kinky down. Mary brought his hand to her left hip and placed it firmly against her warm flesh. The Professor smiled faintly at the perfection of her white flesh. Veins of blue rippled through the softness of her skin, marble-like. He sighed as she pushed his hand down against the furry softness of her snatch.
"Oh," Mary cried in mock pain, "That's the spot right there. Will you rub it for me?"
The professor smiled and stroked the fleecy softness of her mound. He felt it moisten underneath his inexperienced touch.
"Mmmmmmm," Mary sighed as he ran his middle finger down the slice of her cunt, "That feels so much better, Professor. I don't know how I can ever repay you. Would you kiss it for me? Kiss it and make it better?"
The Profeesor hesitated for a moment and then bent to the task. He kissed her crotch tenderly, rubbing the sides of her silky thighs with the palms of his hands. At first he just kissed the top of her matted hair lightly. The smell of her boiling twat began to work its spell on him, and soon he could resist no longer. He ran his tongue down the sides of her inner thighs, licking up all the delicious juices that had leaked from her cunt. Mary sighed as she felt the tongue make its way toward her hole.
The Professor ran his tongue into the midst of Mary's red juicy cunt He felt her moisture oozing onto his tongue and swallowed happily, sure that this was one fruit juice that was good for every cell in his body. He ran his tongue up her slit and played with the funny little nodule that swelled under the probing of his tongue. As he did so, he felt the beautiful young girl stand on her tip toes and spread the lips of her slit with her hands to offer him more of her glorious snatch. He continued to lick her. She fell to the ground after awhile and motioned him to continue. She wrapped her two golden thighs around his head and muffled every sound except for that of his tongue sloshing up her cunt juice. She didn't want anything to distract the young man. Soon he reached his hands underneath her. He grabbed hold of her ass and pushed her cunt harder against his mouth. He thrust his tongue into her like a small but pliant cock and drove her into a tremendous orgasm. He felt a huge rush of liquid filling the hole under his eager lips and had to swallow fast to keep up with the overflow. Her cunt-walls spasmed around his tongue.
After the flood subsided Mary pulled him up to her and covered his face with grateful kisses. She reached her hand down to the crotch of his red, white, and blue sweat suit, and he blushed furiously. She kissed him deeply on the mouth and played with the excess drops of come juice that clung to his teeth and gums. He loved it Suddenly, she yanked his pants down to his knees. His cock flopped onto the grass with a "Whack!" She stared at it in open mouth amazement
"Why, Professor Richardson, I had no idea!" she said simply as she hefted the massive organ in both of her hands. She leaned down to kiss it and cooed in baby talk as she did so:
"Ohh, the poor little pee-pee is all hot and bothered, isn't it? Would the big, strong man like the ittsy, bittsy girl to help him cool his pee-pee off?"
The Professor looked at her desperately, not knowing what to do next Mary helped him out She threw him on his back and hopped on top of him. Her firm, young cunt swallowed his tremendous monster with a gulp. Mary was putting on a bit for the Professor's sake up until this point She had come, but not half as strongly as her screams had indicated. Now, when she felt the huge cock filling her, she lost all interest in acting and threw herself into the fuck with gusto. "Mmmmmmmmm."
She started slowly, glad that this huge cock inside of her was being controlled by an inexperienced young man like Professor Richardson. In the hands of the wrong man, a cock like this one could be a dangerous weapon, she thought to herself as she rocked back and forth on it The cock filled her completely. Tt bulged against the aching muscles of her vagina until they were sore as hell. Still, she kept on jumping up and down on the young man pinioned below her. Mercifully, Professor Richardson did not know at first that he was suppossed to meet her movements with humps of his own. He contented himself with her smooth, white breasts.
Mary was wearing a sweater top in the cool morning. He pulled the sweater up over her head to get a good eyeful of her gorgeous tits as they danced up and down in front of him. He pulled the bra down and fingered her rosy nipples when they appeared over the top of her bra. He could tell he was doing the right thing by the expression on Mary's face. She pulled the bra from her back and let him have free access to her round, full breasts.
"Why don't you be a good little boy and suck them for me? Go ahead, I want you to. Suck my nipples."
Mary didn't need to prompt the young man more than once. He tweaked each nipple once for luck. He raised himself on his elbows, taking care to keep his enormous cock buried deep inside of the girl's cunt He buried his head in the depths of her crevice, sucking, biting, and licking her into a frenzy as she rocked on his huge prick.
"Oh, that's real good. Now take the nips in your mouth and bite them lightly."
He did as he was ordered and soon had his teacher writhing in pleasure. She pushed her swollen tits into his face and squirmed down harder onto his penis. Then the innocent young professor began to ad-lib.
He pushed the girl away from him, but kept her impaled on his pecker. She gasped as he pushed her backwards. She thought that the cock would rip her apart; it was that deep. Then he began to pump himself into her as he held her body away from his by her elbows. She squealed as the swollen tube of flesh crashed into her dripping pussy, sending a shower of her come juice spraying onto their thighs with each pump.
He leered at her lasciviously.
"How do you like that? Is that good? Am I a good student? Would you like some more?" he asked her again and again as he plunged his cock into her with his muscular hips.
She felt like she was being fucked by a pile driver as he humped her steadily. He took a deep breath with each thrust of his cock. His eyes were fixed on her two swollen tits as they bounced uncontrollably before him. Mary felt the cock swelling inside of her. She didn't know if she could handle it, if it grew any bigger, but she was determined to try her best!
Within seconds, Mary's eyes glazed as she slipped into the beginning of a tremendous orgasm. She felt like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco as he banged away at her hairy, red cunt As she started to come she felt his cock twitching inside of her. She felt the sperm gushing into her and came in huge, racking groans:
"Oh my god, oh Christ, oh Jeeeeeesus! I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Professor Richardson came silently, as if he were meditating. Mary marvelled at his control as she felt the sperm gushing out of his penis. He sat in a lotus position holding the quaking mound of gorgeous flesh fastened to his body by his cock. He concentrated on the feeling of the warm pussy flesh envelloping his manhood He traveled with his sperm as it flowed out of his body and into that of the girl's. When he finished, he lifted the girl off of him and placed her naked body effortlessly next to him on the grass. Then he spread himself out beside her. He kissed her softly around the smoothness of her face. He stroked the sweaty hair back from her brow. Anita and Lyn crashed into the clearing and almost stumbled across the two bodies on the grass before they realized they were there.
"Well, ril be a son of a bitch," cried Anita in exasperation, "here they are!"
Lyn threw herself across the two of them unable to talk as she gasped for breath. Anita stood over them and stared daggers at Mary.
"Well," she said at last, "did you ... did you?"
Mary smiled contentedly as the come dribbled down her thighs. She felt like she had just been ravished by a horse. She nodded her head at Anita. Anita, however, had noticed the projection hanging between the innocent young professors legs. It was beginning to wilt, but even so, it was bigger than anything she had ever seen. And she had seen a lot!
"Oh my fucking god," she said, "Oh my god!"
Professor Richardson seemed in a trance. He lay next to Mary and fondled her lovingly. He had just lost his virginity and was still in shock. Anita threw herself down on the ground for a closer inspection of the monstrous cock hanging down from the young man's body. She leaned over his firm, hard, muscular ass, and took the cock in her hands. It sprang to life almost immediately. Lyn was still standing hunched over trying to catch her breath. She turned around finally to speak and saw it
"Holy shit, holy fucking shit!"
The cock was fully erect now. Lyn and Anita turned the stunned man over on his back and took turns riding on his flagpole. They fought for the right to fuck him, as he lay passively underneath them. Anita, always on the alert, was able to mount him first She gained the jump on Lyn because she-did not have to rip off her panties. Her cunt had started flowing with pussy juice as soon as she seen the massive cock, and she was able to slide right onto it without any problem. Once on it however, she had to fight for the right to remain there. Lyn pushed her off and threw herself frantically on the hard on. It filled her quickly and fully. She groaned in ecstasy as she felt it expand the walls of her cunt She rocked steadily on the stony faced young professor.
Anita pulled her off and the cock stood bobbing in the breezes for a moment as the two girls fought to see who would mount it next. The Professor seemed to wake up suddenly, just as Anita struggled onto his erection for the second time. Without a word, he threw the girl on her back and humped into her with his battering ram. She cried in terror as she felt the suddenly awakened man plow into her. She thought he would shove the cock through her vagina, through her womb, through her stomach, and up her throat It was that big!
Soon her adaptable cunt got used to even the Professor's cock, and she was able to parry his thrusts with her own. He humped her until he felt the tell-tale quivering in her vagina that signalled the beginning of her orgasm. He listened with a workman-like satisfaction to her love screams, and then hopped off of her to service the next girl.
Lyn was clawing at the back of the behemoth all during the fucking session, so he did not have far to look. She was afraid that he would waste the hard on and shoot off in Anita. When she felt him spring to his feet and saw the cock plunging into her tiny, little cunt hole, she began to have second thoughts. But by then it was too late to back out.
The Professor fucked Lyn senseless, and then allowed her the privilege of being the recipient of his second load of sperm for the day. Lyn squealed as she felt the floodgates open, and the gallons of sperm flowed into her. She ran her sharp claws over the hairy, muscular back of the Professor and came again and again as she felt the man burrowing into her.
When they were finished the Professor sprang to his feet, pulled his sweatsuit up, and ran off without saying another word, as if he, and not the girls had planned the whole thing! The girls lay scattered over the grass, contented, sperm filled and exhausted. They had never been fucked so hard in their lives. To think that this stud had been their's for the asking all along! They each resolved to make frequent use of his ample resources from then on.
It was not until they returned to their rooms, showered, and finished a leisurely breakfast that they remembered with a start that they had forgotten to enlist his aid!