Chapter 5
When Arnie awoke the next morning he had to sneak up to his room because Mrs. Owens asked him to, in order that there wasn't some kind of scandal. Arnie went to his room and because it was a Saturday didn't worry about his classes. He took a long and needed sleep. Kim wasn't in the room when he got there.
Arnie awoke in the afternoon to find Kim reading a science fiction book. Kim looked over at Arnie. "Good morning pal, how did your date with Pam go?"
"Strange. It was a strange night. How was your?"
"Man, I got a lot of nookey. I met this weird girl who wanted to fuck everywhere. We got a sleeping bag and we fucked on a grave in the cemetery but that wasn't enough. We fucked in the student chapel and we fucked in her dorm room and then we fucked in her car. Man, all we did was fuck. She was really something. Wore my pecker out is what she did. What was your night like?"
"Well, I brought Pam up here to screw. We sixty-nined and it was really good. That girl can really use her tongue. She worked it all over my cock and even my balls. It was something else. Okay we fucked twice and just at the end of the second fuck guess what happens?"
"I dunno."
"Mrs. Owens and Claude come in."
"No shit?"
"No shit." Kim started laughing hysterically.
"What's so fucking funny?"
"I'll tell you in a minute, go on with your story."
"Well, Pam and I were pretty worried. I mean I figured she would have our necks."
"She didn't?"
"No. She told Pam to go home and not to worry about anything, like it wasn't Pam's fault. Then she told me to come down to her room and talk to her. Okay. She gave me the rules and told me that she would have to tell the dean and my parents."
"Yeah."
"Then I begged with her not to but she said that she had to."
"Well, did you get out of it?"
"She made a deal with me. She told me this real sad story about how she never got any sex and how seeing Pam and I together had made her horny and then she asked me to fuck her. She told me that if I would fuck her she wouldn't tell anyone what I had done." Kim started laughing again. He could hardly stop and tears poured out of his eyes.
"So?" asked Kim after regaining his composure.
"I fucked her." Kim started laughing again.
"Was she good?"
"Oh, yeah. She really was. What the fuck is so funny?"
"Arnie, my boy the same thing happened to me about a week ago."
"No shit?"
"No shit."
"Why didn't you tell me, Kim?"
"Hell, I didn't think you would believe me. That and she warned me against telling anyone."
"When did this happen?"
"Arnie, remember about a week ago you came back here and you couldn't find me. I was gone most of the night and when I did came back I went straight to bed and slept like a log. Do you recall that?"
"Yeah. That was the night?"
"Yep." They both looked at each other and started laughing.
Arnie spoke up, "And after that sob story of hers. I wonder if she pulls that all the time?"
"Probably. She was a good lay, though. Hell I couldn't believe it. I might go down and visit her again if I ever need some nookey."
"Yeah she was really something. She was a very passionate fuck. Hell, she was more passionate than Pam and I thought Pam was really out of sight."
"Man, I think we should get even with her."
"What Kim?"
"I think we should do something to get back."
"Yeah, but what?"
"I don't know yet but it should be good. You know, a little joke. Show her that we can play the same ball game."
"Okay."
"I got another angle too. We might be able to get free room and board out of this little joke if we work it right."
"How do you plan to do that?"
"Arnie, ah we got to do is convince someone else to fuck her and then take pictures of it. Kind of low level blackmail."
"Okay, but Kim who are we going to find to fuck her?"
"Good question. What about Conrad?"
"No, I think he's queer."
"Okay, Arnie how about Peter?"
'Too drunk."
"Claude?"
"Too mean."
"Frank?"
"Frank. That's it, Kim. Frank. He's perfect. He's old enough so that she might even appeal to him sexually but at the same time just in case she doesn't we know that he's a horny devil who never gets laid. Yeah, that's perfect. Now we have to talk him into it. Do you think he's in his room?"
They walked down to Frank's room. Frank was a history graduate. He was in his early thirties, and not a bad looking man. He was beginning to develop a bit of a belly but other than that there wasn't anything particularly homely about him. He had a distinguished face and he looked like he was a professor. Freshmen constantly thought that he was some professor and asking for his advice.
Frank had never had much sex. He was afraid of women. He fell in love with them constantly but then he would start to mope around and eventually he would turn the girl off. He had fucked once in college and he had spoken about it many times. He wanted to repeat the experience.
"Hey, Frank," bellowed Arnie, "are you home?"
"Who is it?"
"Arnie and Kim."
"Come on in guys." Kim and Arnie walked into the room. The area was small enough for a bed, a desk, two chairs, and a stereo set. Frank pointed to the chairs and Kim and Arnie pulled up chairs.
"Well?" asked Frank. He had no idea what these kids wanted. They were nice to him and everything. In fact he had even gone drinking with them once, but he was older than they were, and he was very aware of his age. Frank was afraid that Kim and Arnie would grow tired of him because of his age and so for that reason he avoided the two guys.
Now, he was glad to see them. He had been away for the weekend to visit his mother and he needed some people to talk to.
He talked to them about various things and they listened. Arnie and Kim listened to all he had to say. Frank griped about his mother and the way she still treated him like a young boy. Frank said he hated his mother and then he said that he loved her.
Frank got up then and sliced the air with his hand. That was one of Frank's talking habits, he was thinking now, and yet he still sliced the air with his hand. He was slicing away at the air as if he were preparing cheese.
"Frank, you in a bad mood?"
"Not really. What did you guys come down here for?
"Frank, you ever get horny?" asked Kim.
"Do I ever get horny, are you kidding? I would like to wrap my legs around some girl and fuck her until she dies. Hell, yes I get horny, what kind of a question is that?"
"We know of where you might get some pussy."
"Where?"
"Mrs. Owens."
"Yeah? Gee, guys she's older than I am. She's almost my mother's age, I don't know if I could."
"Listen, we have both fucked her, and we're telling you it's great. No shit, Frank."
"Did you feel funny, fucking someone as old as your mother?"
"No. Listen, Frank, how old is your mother?"
"Sixty."
"Frank, have you taken a good look at Betty Owens?"
"Well, no."
"She's about forty-two or so."
"That's all?"
"That's all, Frank," answered Kim.
"Do you guys really think that I could do it? I get awfully nervous. You know, I have fucked up about ten times. Man, I could have had some really fine pussy, but I muffed it every time. One time, I forgot the rubbers, and the next time, I ripped the girls dress as I was helping her off with it."
"You know what's funny about women, the slightest little thing causes a commotion. They will get all excited about nothing and fly into a tither. This one girl, all I did was to make a comment about how I hoped it wasn't her period and she got all upset. The only time I ever managed to screw, was the first time that I was in college."
"I was a sophomore at the time. I had tried lots of girls back then, but every approach I had somehow turned them off. I had my own little apartment which was perfect for a seduction scene. I had lots of candles around, and pictures of nude women in the bathroom. I usually had some wine in the ice box."
"I loved that little home. I could do almost anything there, and I wanted to, but the problem was that I didn't even have a girl friend. That was when I meant Wanda. Wanda was the girl of my dreams, a true sex goddess."
"Wanda Wilson was something special in my life, I remember the first time that I ever got to hold her hand. I had trembled and felt cold chills run up down my back. Wanda kissed me after I got to hold her hand, and that was the beginning of love."
"Wanda wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world, but she was mine and I loved her. She had blonde hair that was sort of stringy, but it looked nice. She had big boobs, except that one was lopsided and seemed to droop more than the other. Wanda tried to be a beautiful girl, and there was one thing that she could really do well and that was fuck."
"Really good, huh'" said Kim.
"Man, the few times that we screwed, I thought my pecker was going to fall off. She could roll that cunt of hers, I mean it was something! Wanda was really a wanton little sex kitten. She would go wild when she felt my cock.
"The first time, we ever fucked was kind of funny. She and I had gone out to get a cola or something, and we were just dating each other at that point. We were walking back, and we found this nice dark grove. We went back into it, and then I gripped her arm, and twisted her so that I could kiss her.
"I showered her face with kisses. She was whimpering and writhing as I kissed her on the throat. I pulled on her neck with my lips and then I kissed her some more. She was struggling in my arms, but I knew that she liked it. She took me to the ground, and then she started feeling me. She felt my chest, and she ran her hand down to my cock.
"She had her hand on my crotch, and she was squeezing it. Well, I got pretty fucking hot, with her touching me like that, and it didn't take me much to convince me that she wanted it. I shove my hand up her skirt and pulled her panties down. She gasped as I cupped my hand on her mound.
"I felt the warm moist pussy, and my cock stiffened in my pants. The matted hair brushed against my palm and it reminded me of a thousand different things, each soft and silky to the touch. I loved the way her twat felt, and I rubbed it again."
There was a pause as Frank got up and walked to the window in his room. He stopped at the desk and pulled out one of his pipes. He filled it with weed, and then he lit it.
"Go on with the story, Frank, please."
"Okay. Well, I rubbed her pussy like that several times, and then I started to run my finger back and forth in her cunt. She was writhing as I started to do that, and she thrust her cunt up so that I ground my tool into her some more.
"Now, my other hand traveled up the rest of her delicious body. I had her blouse off, and I felt her titties. I rubbed my fingers up and down on them. I pulled on the soft nipples and she seemed to like what I was doing to her. She was heaving her belly up. Within a few minutes, she was nearly mine. I was still dressed, but she was fully nude. I kissed her on the mouth, and then I sucked on her throat. I worked my lips and tongue up and down on her throat.
"Wanda liked everything that I did to her. She was eager to explore new pleasures, and I worked to help her enjoy everything that I was doing for her. I kissed her several more times on the tits, and then I moved my tongue down to her belly.
"I frenched her belly, and she went wild. I was still fingering her cunt, I guess the combined finger in her twat, and the tongue in her navel was just too much for her, and she couldn't take it.
"She was going wild, tossing her body up and carrying on. Man, I ran my hungry lips down to her cunt now. I had dreamed of doing that for a long time. I wanted to eat cunt almost as bad as I wanted to fuck. I kissed her on the slit and she thrust her body up some more. She worked her cunt against my mouth.
"My soft full lips pulled on her pussy folds, and I knew from her sighs that I was giving her a lot of pleasure. I worked my mouth up and down on her body, and she was complying with my desires. She started to gasp, and then she had come. She was shaking and groaning. I kissed her on the face some more and then I started playing with her boobs, I worked my hands up and down on her body, and I gripped her ass.
"She kissed me back, and now she was eager to make it with me. She kissed me and then she ran her hands down to my pants and pulled them off. Within a matter of minutes I was entirely nude. Wanda kissed me on the nose, and then she rubbed her titty chest into mine.
"The touch of the breasts was enough to make me go mad.
"The very thought of her touch was enough drive me wild. I wanted her so bad, and every touch of her body against mine only heightened my need. I was oohing and aahing as she kissed me some more. I thought that she was really something fantastic.
"Wanda fondled my cock. She pulled on it in her hand. She kissed it, and then I thought I was going to come. She put my peter down, and then she kissed me on the belly. Her fingers gripped my ass. I was lying on the grass, and she straddled over me. She had her cunt aimed at my cock. Her fingers were on my chest. She pulled them up and down on my flesh, and I found the sensation to be very soothing, and very erotic. I loved the way that it felt. She worked her hand up and down on my chest some more.
"She swept her hand down to my cock, and she stroked it once more. I felt the thing stiffen some more. She was working it up in her hand and then she aimed it to her cunt, and slammed it in. She pushed her cunt over the cock, and I felt it slide into her. I thought that it felt fantastic, and I wanted to give her some more action.
"I writhed my body, and my cock slid into her some more. She was riding it like a cowgirl would ride a wild steer. She slid up and down on it, nearly yelling and screaming with lust, I was heaving and feeling my body tense with the increased action. She was working the peter in and out of her cunt some more. I thought that I was going to come any minute.
"Wanda was riding me for all that I was worth. My cock was throbbing and pulsing. I tried to think about other things. Something which wouldn't excite me. I tried to recite the German alphabet. I got to about K, and then I was too enthralled by what was happening to maintain control. I slid my thing into her some more, and started giving it to her. I was making my cock pound into her body as fast as I could. I was ready to do anything to her than she wanted, but I didn't know if she would want me to be that way.
"Now, we were fucking faster and faster. There seemed to be no limit to our speed, and then suddenly I felt something happening. I started coming. My cock shot out its load. I was feeling my body seized with spasms. There seemed like there would be no escape from the pleasure of the orgasm, and I was a willing slave.
"Wanda now started to come. She screamed once and then she shook her body, and came. I watched as she writhed and spasmed. She was mad with lust, and she ground my cock between her legs once more and then she spurted out her gism. I rubbed my thing into her once more, and then I pulled it away. Man, that was some fuck."
"Frank, what happened, why didn't you marry her?"
"The bitch ran off with a car salesman."
"That must have hurt," observed Kim.
"Yes, and mainly for that reason, I haven't done much. After Wanda, I just didn't want to get that involved. Sure, I get horny, but there isn't much that I can do about it, except jack off."
"Well, here's your chance, Frank."
"I don't know. Why do you fellas want to do this?"
"It's simple. She screwed us literally and we want to get even. I want to see that something happens to her to give her a thought if nothing else."
"How do you want to do that?"
"We'll have you fuck her and then take your picture."
"I don't know if that will work," replied Frank.
"Listen, Frank, she told us that we would have to fuck her because if we didn't then she would tell the dean what we had done. I'm sure that photos of her getting fucked by a student, especially one who lived in her building would be enough to get her in serious trouble. What do you say."
"Gosh, guys, how am I going to seduce her?"
"Leave that up to her. All you have to do is blatantly break one of her rules. Get drunk, that's probably the easiest."
"Okay. When am I supposed to do this?"
"How about Saturday?"
"Okay. I sure hope she fucks good."
"She does, really." The week came quickly to an end, and then Saturday night was upon them. They went out drinking with Frank, and then the three comrades all came home together. Kim and Arnie were plainly sober, while Frank was obviously drunk. He even had a bottle in his hand, and when they came home, Mrs. Owens saw them. They walked in the front door.
"Who is that man, slumped between your arms?"
"Frank, ma'am."
"Frank, wake up." She slapped him across the face, and he came too. He looked at her, and then knew what he wanted to do. He gave her a burning look.
"Frank, I didn't think you were the drinking kind."
"Usually not," he replied rather drunkenly.
"How could you boys let him get so drunk?"
"Ma'am, we didn't think he would get drunk. We'll take him upstairs."
"No need for that, I have to punish him yet."
"Well, in that case, I'm sure you won't mind being alone with him." She gave the two boys quick glances and then turned to Frank and motioned. The boys started up the stairs. Kim grabbed his camera, and then they sneaked outside. It was still pretty cold, being towards the end of winter, but the wind whipped their faces. They stood outside of the bedroom window, and watched.
She had left one light on, and she had taken Frank into her room. Frank sat down on the bed, and she started talking to him. It was difficult to hear what was being said, but they knew the story as they watched.
She put her hand on his chest and started to rub it. He looked at her, and then kissed her on the mouth. They kissed and touched each other. Kim and Arnie watched what was going on with a certain fascination.
Kim was getting cold, so he ran into the house. Arnie was ready to join him, and they decided that it was too cold to stand outside and watch her fuck. They walked into the foyer, and then they tried the door to her living room. It was unlocked, and they walked in.
Now there was only one door, and that was to the bedroom. They wondered if it was unlocked, and if everything was all right, but if it wasn't they would have to break it down, and the noise would disturb the lovers.
Back in the room, Frank was feeling Betty kiss and fondled his body. He liked Betty, and he thought that she might prove to be a good fuck after all. If nothing else she certainly was enthusiastic about fucking him.
They were both nude, and Frank fondled her tits. He was surprised to find them so smooth and soft. They were still pretty firm too, which wasn't what Frank had expected. He had pictured Mrs. Owens as having the body of a sixty-year-old woman. In truth she had a body more like that of a thirty-year-old girl.
Frank was touching her and feeling very aroused, as his hands worked up and down her body. She was writhing and reeling in pleasure as the hands worked up and down her body. Frank gripped her ass. She shrieked and then he kissed her on the face.
Frank rubbed his hand on to her crotch, and she thrust her body up some. He leaned over and kissed her on the breast. He sucked on her breasts, and she undulated against him as he did. She was very young in many ways, and he was very surprised.
Her hand went up to his cock, and she started pulling on it. It was more than a pulling action, it was more like stroking with her fingers sliding over the whole cock. He was feeling his body getting hotter, and he wanted to fuck her.
They were both getting hot. Frank was feeling his organ grow and stiffen as Betty felt it some more. Frank loved every second of it. He didn't want this moment taken away from him, and he wanted to be able to come back and have her some more.
Frank thought that she was fantastic. There was no one better than her, at least not in Frank's mind. Frank loved the touch of her, and he liked the way that she looked. Frank thought that at last he had discovered true love, and he was fascinated with the idea. He kissed Betty on the mouth several more times, and he could feel his cock getting longer and bigger.
Frank wanted to prove to Betty how much of a man he was. There wasn't much that he had to prove to Betty. All she wanted was a good fuck, and she thought that Frank would give it to her. He had his hands on her body, and he rubbed them up and down.
Betty was gasping as he worked his hands all over her. He was getting her as hot as possible. He wanted to see her come, and then he rubbed his hand on to her knockers. He felt the soft rise of her breasts and then he pulled on her lips. He sucked on her lips until she was begging for him do to something to her.
He brought his lips down further and kissed Betty on the stomach. Betty was feeling her cunt writhe and clench as Frank kissed her on the breast. She looked at him, and then brought his hand against her crotch. He started to feel the crotch, but he stopped before he could completely grope it.
Frank kissed her on the belly a few more times, and then he moved his mouth down to her cunt. He licked her slit up and down. She was begging for it, and he gave her as much as he could. His tongue darted into her cunt hole. He licked it out, and she was in agony as he did.
He searched out her body, and found her clit. He started pulling on her clit with his mouth. He pursed his lips around the thing and sucked on it.
Betty loved it. She thrust herself out as he worked his mouth down on it. He ground his lips into her cunt, and she heaved her body out. Betty was panting and heaving as she was eaten. Odors poured from their bodies. Betty had tried to keep from smelling by using douches and things of that sort, but she had a strong odor and it was almost impossible to cover up.
Frank loved the smell of her cunt. It smelled wild and musky, and his tongue lapped it out eagerly. He wrapped his tongue around her clit, and pulled hard on it. She was heaving and sighing as he worked his tongue up and down on her clit. He hoped that she would come soon, because as much as he liked to eat beaver, he also wanted to fuck it.
His hand sneaked up the back way and he fingered her asshole as he worked his lips into her cunt. He was sucking on her body, and she loved every minute of it.
She was being rushed towards her orgasm. Her body was trembling as he kissed her several more times on the cunt. His lips worked up and down on her. He was kissing and sucking, tonguing everything that he could think of to give her pleasure. He had his mouth on her cunt, and one of his fingers up her ass.
The finger in her ass had driven Betty insane with passion. She heaved her body up and was fucking him as fast as she could. She ground her cunt onto his mouth. He worked his mouth up and down on hers. They were kissing and making each other hot. They loved what they were doing for each other. She was stroking his back as he worked his tongue into her body.
Betty wanted to come soon, and she hoped that it would be nearly any minute now. The tongue licked her gash some more, and she trembled as the tongue licked her. She thought that it felt wonderful, and that she had never had such a good job of eating.
Frank was doing everything for her that she wanted. The tongue worked into her beaver a few more times, and pulled on her wrinkled folds. Frank pulled them into his mouth and sucked on them. Betty writhed and undulated her body against Frank's. Frank was panting and heaving his body out as he was being rubbed. Frank liked what was happening to him and he wanted to fuck Betty more than ever now.
He rubbed his mouth against her twat and then she came. The matted hairs filled his mouth, and then the juice squirted into his mouth. Betty jerked around on the bed, and then she swooned. Frank was now filled with passion, and he wanted desperately to fuck her. He mouthed her and spread her legs apart, then he slipped his dong into her body. She was feeling herself getting aroused again.
Frank started to fuck her as fast as he could. He was pounding his pud into her body, and Betty was thrusting her cunt out to him. Their genitals were stuck together by the love glue, and they were working their groins against each other. Faster and faster they fucked.
Kim and Arnie were watching through the keyhole, and were trying to decide when they would enter. "Arnie," whispered Kim, "let's wait until he comes, and then we'll rush in."
"Okay." They watched now, not wanting to deprive Frank of his pleasure. They knew that he deserved to come, because after all he was doing them a favor. He slammed his thing into her body some more, and then she thrilled at the feel of his hot pounding tool.
Betty was wild with passion, her lips were speckled with froth as she reared her body up. She was like a wild bronco bucking for all she was worth. Frank worked his thing into her some more, and she undulated against him.
Frank slipped his hands underneath her ass, and then rammed his cock into her pussy once more. They were getting faster and faster now, and it was about time for Frank to come. Frank could feel the force building up in his body, and he wanted to feel the gism fly out of his rod. He worked his cock into her a few more times.
"Fuck me hard, Frank, hard." He rammed his thing into her in quick jabs.
"Good, so good, Betty. Ah, ah, I'm coming." Frank felt his gism shoot out of his tool and fill her quim. At that point, Kim entered with his camera and started taking pictures. The flash bulbs burst in the air.
Betty was very startled by the lights going off, and she started to scream. Then she noticed what they were doing, and she stopped fucking Frank. She pushed him off, she got up as quickly as possible and dressed.
She sat down on the bed and Kim and Arnie told her that the pictures would be sent to the dean of housing if she said anything, and furthermore they demanded that room and board be free. Reluctantly she agreed. Frank kissed her on the mouth, and said that all he wanted was another piece. Kim and Arnie left the room with the camera and ten pictures of the fuck. Arnie was graduated to another level in the school of sex.