Chapter 3
Leslie didn't know what to expect when they reached the fraternity house, but she loved what she found. A third of the crowd was already half-naked, and, in a dark corner, she was sure she saw a blonde head bobbing over a big cock.
"I told you it would be a little wild," Hal chuckled. "But everything's cool. You don't have to join in if you don't want to."
Oh boy, Leslie thought, you don't know the new me!
Hal went for drinks. He had barely left Leslie's side when a voice bellowed from behind her.
"Hey, let's get this party going!"
She turned to face a tall, dark-haired young man who had his arm around a beautiful redhead. She could see that the girl's blouse was unbuttoned and the man had his hand on one of her tits.
"Yeah, let's get with it!" some one replied.
Leslie watched, wide-eyed, as the man began to pull off the redhead's blouse. She felt her pulse quicken and she looked around at the others to see their reactions, but they didn't seem particularly interested. The man had finished undressing the redhead and she casually stood in the dim light, her body a playground for the shadows that danced around her lush curves.
The man quickly took off his shirt and then removed his trousers and shorts. Both he and the redhead stood in the flickering light. They were obviously unconcerned about the presence of eighteen other people. " He moved closer to the redhead and pulled her to him, pressing his mouth hungrily on hers. The girl's body squirmed in his grasp and pressed into his. They stood locked together as their kisses grew more passionate.
Leslie had become aware that others around her were now in various stages of undress. She watched as though hypnotized as the naked figures began to pair off. The air was suddenly very heavy with lustful anticipation. She watched as a girl slowly raised her skirt in front of her date to reveal long, smooth legs crowned by her dark triangle of hair that held the boy transfixed. She began to rotate her hips sensuously in front of him. Then she parted her legs to receive the hand that eagerly grabbed at the warmth of her cunt. In a moment he had fallen to his knees in front of her and buried his face between her legs.
Leslie looked back at the first young man and the redhead. They were sitting On a couch while he was hungrily sucking at one of her ripe tits. The girl was moaning and stroking his hardened cock with both hands. They were both obviously consumed with lust, their bodies shuddering with anticpation.
Leslie's stunned eyes traveled around the room. She saw a mass of writhing bodies and heard moans of* pleasure coming from every direction.
In front of her, the young man continued to kiss all over the redhead's body. It was easy to tell that the girl was nearly out of her mind with pleasure. Finally he moved and knelt between her spread legs. His prick stood straight as an arrow from his hairy groin, and the head glistened with moisture. Leslie watched, unable to move, as he guided his big tool to the redhead's waiting pussy and then plunged in, causing the girl to writhe in ecstasy. They became a blur of passion and frenzy as he pumped in and out of her, her rhythm matching his perfectly.
There was a girl lying on the floor directly in front of Leslie with her legs spread wide, revealing a wet pussy that seemed to throb all by itself. The girl's hips were rotating against the carpet and her huge tits swayed with her movement. Her nipples were hard and Leslie could hear her labored breathing which grew more intense as another girl bent over her and lowered her head between the open legs and began to suck. The girl on top pressed her body into the other's. Leslie could tell from the movements and moans that both females were ecstatic with the contact of mouth to cunt.
Then Leslie suddenly became aware of an arm around her and a hand resting on one tit. She turned quickly.
"Hi, I'm Jeeter . . . Hal's roommate."
It all seemed so natural. Leslie smiled.
"Hi."
"Quite a sight, isn't it?" Jeeter grinned. "Shall we join the party?"
He had begun to caress her tit. With his other hand he traced intricate patterns across her cheek and down her neck. He began to unbutton her blouse. Before Leslie could stop him, he had his hand inside and was massaging the soft mound of flesh.
She shuddered from his touch. She felt hot and shaky and she was suddenly overcome with the urge to fuck.
But what about Hal?
Something bumped against her leg. She looked down. There was a boy lying on the floor with his face covered by an undulating cunt. She looked down at the figures, and watched hypnotized as his tongue darted in and out of the dripping gash. Behind the girl, straddling the boy's hips, was another girl, lowering herself over his hardened prick. Her eyes were closed, and Leslie heard her moan as the cockshaft slowly disappeared up inside her. The boy began to push his hips up and was met with the downward push of the girl. He moaned in pleasure as he continued to suck on the cunt covering his face.
Then Leslie felt Jeeter's naked, hard cock rubbing against her body through her clothing.
Again she looked for Hal, and spotted him standing by the bar. A tiny blonde was on her knees in front of him. She was rubbing Hal's prick through his trousers. Then she reached up, unzipped his pants and reached inside and pulled out his cock. Greedily she closed her mouth over the pulsating knob and began to suck. Hal's hands held her head and his hips began to match her movements as he closed his eyes in obvious bliss.
In the dim light, Leslie saw only pricks and cunts, pricks in cunts, mouths over pricks and pricks in assholes.
Her pussy was leaking. She could feel the juice running down the inside of her thighs. She reached down and closed her hand around Jeeter's hard prick.
"Kind of gets to you, all this fucking, doesn't it?" he groaned huskily.
"It sure does."
"Hal said he figured you were a swinger." Leslie laughed. "I didn't know it until now."
She rubbed her body back and forth against his, feeling the hardness of his prick against her belly.
As they kissed, she could feel his hand slowly drawing the zipper of her dress down, then the warmth of his hand against her bare back, rubbing gently. His hand slipped down under her dress and under her panties. He squeezed the cheeks of her ass--first one, then the other. His fingers were hot on her skin. She could feel the heated impressions where he touched. Her body came alive with its own heat, radiating the warmth out to him as though she were on fire.
He pulled away from her, moving his hands up to the neck of her dress. His eyes followed his hands as they slowly lowered the dress over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. His gaze traveled up and down her body, savoring the beauty of form and the lush curves before him. He sucked in his breath and closed his eyes for a moment as if trying to compose himself. She was clad only in transparent panties, brief enough to be almost nonexistent. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic and lowered them until they too fell to the floor.
"Wow," he moaned. "I think you're the finest cunt I'll fuck tonight."
"Then get to it," Leslie moaned. "I'm hotter'n hell!"
Not needing any further urging, Jeeter began running his hands down her body, lingering to squeeze and fondle each tit, circling each proud nipple as it grew harder and more erect.
Leslie breathed deeply. Her tits rose sensuously to meet his touch. His hands moved down across her stomach until they both came to rest on the blonde nest of hair over her cunt. He gently twisted his fingers in her hair and pressed them against the flesh beneath. To Leslie it felt as though each finger was emitting an electric shock that sent the current through her body, meeting her own, kindling fires deep within her pussy.
"You're beautiful," he breathed. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."
He reached up and put his hands behind her head, pulling her toward him, her hair fanning out like silk around his fingers. Then he eased her down. He stood back and watched as she stretched out, his own body responding to her movements like a drug.
Leslie couldn't take her eyes off him as he stood towering above her. His cock almost frightened her. It stood way out in a heavy arc from his pubic hair, jerking slightly and dripping. She could smell his manliness as he skinned his monstrous prick back and let the glowing head stand out in pulsating thickness. She saw the eye dripping and the sac of balls swinging heavily as he stroked his cock over her opened cunt.
"How do you want it?" he growled.
Leslie shrugged.
"Ever been ass fucked?"
"No," she shook her head, but the idea appealed to her.
He got between her thighs. The sounds of the fucking couples around her drove her wild. His huge cock thrust straight for her heaving belly as she reached out and grasped it with both hands. It was at its full length and girth now, and her fingers couldn't touch around it. Nor could she cover it with both hands.
"You want to put it in my ass?" she breathed. "You want to put your big, beautiful hunk of cock in my asshole and assfuck me with it?"
Jeeter nodded dumbly, and Leslie whirled around. She bent and grasped her ankles as he stood and moved in behind her. His hips worked the hard head of his prick against the cheeks of her ass, but his coordination was such that he couldn't enter her.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Leslie cried impatiently. She reached under her opened crotch and seized the darting head of his massive cock. "Just go slow so it won't hurt too much!"
The impassioned young man didn't hear her. The moment she fitted his big cock to her asshole, he shoved it in and up with a vicious lunge.
"OHHHH, SHIIIHT!" she cried out. Then, as the pain turned to pleasure, she braced herself and fucked her asshole back over the full length of his thundering cock.
She could feel his hairy chest as he bent to her back and used his hands to squeeze and tug at her huge, swaying tits. He wasn't as gentle as Hal, but somehow she didn't mind. She knew that he was different; the need for sex was like the need for food to him. It was all hunger which needed to be satisfied.
"You got it, honey," he moaned. "You got my prick all the way up your beautiful ass!"
"I know! Ohhhh, shit, I KNOW! NOW FUUUUUCK MEEEEEEE!"
The hot breath on her neck was flecked with saliva. Her head dropped forward and rolled from side to side, fanning her hair like a halo around her head. The cock in her asshole seemed made of iron flame, the short hard thrusts not as sweet as his long, deep thrusts had been before, but she was used to them.
"Come on, lover!" she wailed in sexual abandon. "Drive your prick into me! FUCK ME! It's all yours . . . my asshole, my pussy, my mouth . . . whatever you want! Just FUCK MEEEEE!"
She swayed and quivered. Sweat broke out the length of her vibrating body, and so violent was her humping and twisting that her tits slapped noisily against each other. His nails raked her white skin, and a trickle of saliva rolled down her back. She felt him nearing the end, and her eyes closed tightly, her mind concentrating on the furious fire gathering in her asshole.
"Oh, shit, shit!" she cried. "Give it to me, you fucker! Give me the whole fucking thing!"
She nearly pitched forward under the fierce onslaught of his fucking. She felt his cock, swollen now until it filled her ass like a balloon, ripping in swifter, harder jerks. She shrieked senseless words and fought for breath, and when the huge cock in her ass exploded, sending jet after jet of needle-sharp cum into her, she convulsed and let go.
The muscles in her legs turned to water and she sagged to the floor. On hands and knees, she was swept with ecstasy. She clawed at her clit and brought on her own come as Jeeter continued to pump his steaming cum up her ass.
His massive cock, even softening, still felt like a tree trunk inside her asshole. The fire around it spread and seared her insides. Then he pulled backward and the giant cock slipped from her ass with a delightful wet pop.
Leslie remained quiet, her ass suddenly vacant. He licked at her open cunt, and she had a second brief orgasm as the long, snakelike tongue probed and savored her musky juice.
Jeeter seemed to know when he had brought her off because when her violent trembling stopped, he flopped to the floor on his back.
Leslie immediately fell to his side and took his wet cock in her mouth. She had barely started sucking when she felt his prick begin to expand again.
She smiled to herself. She had finally found exactly what she had been looking for. Every weekend for the rest of her high school years, the fraternity house was Leslie's second home. Then, two months out of high school, she got a job with an airline and became a stewardess.
She met Sissy Johnson, and in the pretty little brunette found a soulmate. "There are only two things good about this job, honey," Sissy said. "A chance to get all the kicks you can handle, and a chance to get a good husband!"
At that point Leslie wasn't interested in a husband. She was, however, definitely interested in kicks.
And Sissy was just the girl to introduce Leslie to new kicks. It happened on their first flight together, when they shared a hotel room.
"Where you goin', honey?" Sissy asked.
Leslie smiled. "Down to the bar, of course."
"For a pick-up?"
"Of course," Leslie replied.
"How'd you like to screw our captain on this flight?"
"Rod Chandler? I'd love to, but I thought you and Rod had a thing going."
"We do," Sissy laughed, "but what did I tell you about kicks? Listen, honey, there's enough of Rod to go around, believe me."
That was Leslie's first surprise.
The second was a half-hour later when Rod was in the room, kissing Sissy and fondling the girl's tits right in front of Leslie.
"She's got beautiful jugs, doesn't she, Leslie?" the handsome captain grinned, hefting one of Sissy's huge globes.
"Yeah, beautiful," Leslie replied, lightly running her hands over her own tits. Jesus, she thought, they don't waste any time!
"C'mon, Leslie, don't tell me that look of surprise on your face is real," Sissy said. "Hell, you told me yourself that you'd group-fucked in high school!" "I did, but ... oh, what the hell!" Leslie quickly stripped.
Before she knew it, she was sandwiched between them, stark naked. She felt good about the ohhs and ahhs she heard from them as they surveyed her nude body. She knew her body stacked well against any woman's.
Sissy's hands were hungry and impatient as they traveled to Leslie's soft pussy. Rod kept his lips glued to Leslie's as they both began to ravish her.
"I'm assuming," Leslie moaned, "that we're about to have a threesome?"
"You assume correctly, darling!" Sissy chirped, slipping two of her fingers into her friend's cunt.
"Then let's get on the bed, please," Leslie pleaded. "I can't take all this standing up!"
She followed them on shaky feet to the big wide bed. She watched as they undressed and felt her pussy tingle while her eyes explored their beautiful bodies.
"C'mere, Leslie," Rod growled, sitting down on the bed. "Come get me up good and hard!"
Like a robot, she obeyed. She lowered herself onto his lap as she fondled his prick. It grew rapidly as she played with it. She rubbed her cunt against it, and instantly it found new power. It raised its throbbing head into the air as Sissy stood by and began to feel her own body. She let her hands roam from her gigantic tits to her fleecy cunt. "Now suck it!"
Rod kissed Sissy as Leslie bent to take his cock between her lips. Sissy's hands began to roam Leslie's body as her own mouth stayed glued to Rod's. He was lying back now to give Leslie more room to take his huge prick down her throat.
Leslie's face bobbed up and down as Rod played with the two female figures before him. Suddenly Sissy moved under Leslie and took her right tit between her lips. She bit the nipple""-lightly, using all the techniques she knew to excite the other girl. Leslie began to feel electric excitement course through her whole body. Her veins gushed with hot blood. Sissy knew what she was doing, and Leslie knew that even though she had had threesomes before, the one she was about to have would be the best yet.
"Fuck me! Fuck my cock with your sweet, cunt-like mouth!" Rod shouted.
Leslie's head bobbed faster as she felt the pulses along the underside of his prick, signaling his impending eruption. She slipped her mouth all the way down his throbbing cock and, as he began to shoot his hot white cum down her throat, Sissy's mouth joined hers at the end of Rod's prick.
The two girls' lips met, and as fast as the cum flowed into Leslie's mouth, she would pass it to Sissy.
"Wow, now this is what I call wild," Leslie moaned.
"Just the beginning, honey," Sissy laughed. "Hell, you just started flying!"
And it was just the beginning. For the next three years, Leslie had all the kicks she could handle.
And then she met Captain Frank James.