Chapter 2

Melody Martin watched her husband, Ralph, screw the young blonde on the floor in the corner of the room and envied him. She wasn't jealous, although she didn't particularly care for the blonde. The girl was what Melody called a smart-ass, just too confident of herself.

That was something Melody lacked, confidence. She could never thoroughly relax at these swinging orgies. Ralph had the capacity to completely relax and be himself, no matter where he was, even at an orgy. When Melody was being balled by a man, she could lose herself completely. Forget who she was, where she was, even what she was doing. But it was those moments in between. Like now. People were balling all around her and she was odd girl out for the moment.

Not that it was intentional or a deliberate shun. Melody had simply had to go to the bathroom about the time things started happening. And when she returned they were all occupied. Usually Melody was one of the first chosen. She was a beautiful girl, with long blonde hair, pale-blue eyes, a perky nose and dimples which set off her rather sensuous mouth in parentheses. She had a slight but well-rounded figure, with high, pointed breasts, a flat tummy, beautiful legs and an ample ass.

At twenty-six, Melody was still young. But she was beginning to feel old. Sexually, she had been active since she was twelve. Her stepfather had raped both her body and her innocence, forcing her to learn everything about sex during the five months her mother was in the hospital. And after she had learned, Melody couldn't stop. She began balling boys, sucking their little cocks and laying them in junior high school. And by the time she entered college, Melody was finding it more and more difficult to achieve an exciting orgasm with the average man.

She'd mentioned this to Ralph, but he said it was only a phase she was in. Melody wanted to believe him, but she had ideas of her own. A good part of it was with the men. Too many lately were just dull, and dull lays! The rest had to do with forcing her mind to build to the situation. Why did she have to force herself? It hadn't been like that before. Or was she fucked out, like one girl said? It sounded ridiculous, but Melody had to admit she'd been fucking steadily for fourteen years.

She glanced over at her husband and saw him bucking on top of the blonde, his balls flapping as his hips thrust like hard pistons. From the way the blonde's toes were curling and uncurling, Melody knew that Ralph must be tickling the entrance to her womb. His prick wasn't thick, but it was the longest she had ever seen-thirteen inches from tip to base. It was thin and smooth like a candle, but he could probe a girl's soul with it!

Melody sensed rather than felt a presence next to her. She turned her head slowly to see Abe Silver sitting in a squatting position on the floor next to her. A chill touched her heart, but she quickly brushed it aside and smiled.

"Hi, biology," Abe said with a tentative grin crossing his lips.

Melody disliked Abe Silver intensely. He always called her biology because that was her department. She wanted to reply, Hi, Psycho, to the head of psychology, but Melody never had the nerve to express her true feelings.

"Hi," she said as sweetly as she could.

"You a spectator?"

"For the moment. I was in the bathroom when the balling began."

"Better than being behind the door when the brains were passed out!" Abe's laugh echoed through the room. No one, but no one, appreciated Abe's humor as much as Abe Silver. Ralph called him the Bennett Cerf of analysts, but Abe considered that a compliment. He thought Bennett Cerf was the funniest man alive. "Lucky I came along, then," Abe said with a smirk.

It wasn't lost on Melody. He wanted to ball her. She looked down at his limp, wrinkled penis and his sagging balls and had to repress a shudder. Abe Silver was forty-five. At least that was what he admitted to, and his body looked older. He wasn't fat. Melody thought he might look better if he was fat. Instead, his body was flabby, the skin graying and hanging loose on his bones. His hair was graying, not only on his head but all over his body-including his crotch.

He wore thick glasses, even when he was nude, and his fingers were stained yellow from chain smoking. Melody usually noticed a man's hands. Abe Silver bit his fingernails, and his hands looked awful! He was, to her, the typical whacky psychologist. Thus far she had managed to avoid balling him at their faculty orgies, but Melody knew she was trapped now.

Steeling herself by pretending it was a game and she was a professional, Melody reached out and placed her hand on his limp penis.

"Think you can still get it up, Abe?" she said as she wrapped her fingers around his prick and gave it a tiny squeeze. She surprised herself with the remark, and told herself she would have to be careful or she might say something that would hurt him. She smiled, pretending it was a joke.

"Depends on my partner, biology," he chuckled good-naturedly. "An educated mouth can do wonders with that straw." He reached over and casually began fondling her pointed breasts. "Looks like your husband is breaking in our new secretary nicely."

"She'll be lucky if she can walk when he gets through with her," Melody commented sarcastically.

"Well, if she can't, she can park her shoes under my bed. Ha, ha, ha!!!"

Melody tried to laugh, but she could hardly manage a smile. Where did he get those yuk lines? Melody knew that if she didn't get him occupied he'd get started on his old jokes, which she'd heard a thousand times.

"I'm in an oral mood," she lied, giving his penis a squeeze and a stroke. "How about you? Is your tongue in condition?"

Abe hesitated for a moment. He'd wanted to fuck this blonde doll for a long time. She was such a delightful specimen, and her pale blue eyes held delicious promise of a terribly disturbed personality! But kiss her vagina? Abe had never cared for that. In fact, it had only been in the past few years that he could bring himself to let other human beings touch him. He'd been a germ fiend for years, washing every time he inadvertently touched anybody. Then he had decided that a forty-year-old psychiatrist married to his fist was perhaps out of the ordinary, and he worked hard to allow himself contact with other human beings. He began by touching people in his classes-the students. And he held his hands locked tightly in his pockets all day to avoid the almost overwhelming compulsion to wash and sterilize himself after the contacts. It was slow, almost painful, but Abe Silver's will finally won minor victories over his subconscious mind. And gradually he worked his way up to his first coital experience. Today, he prided himself on being a swinger, capable of almost unlimited human contact. But the thought of kissing a girl's vulva, the area where she urinated, was one mountain he had yet to climb. Could he?

"You wouldn't be interested in thirty-seven and a half?" he suggested tentatively.

"Don't you want your cock sucked at the same time?" Melody asked, hoping against hope that he would be satisfied to eat her alone.

"You misunderstood," sputtered Abe. "I meant ... Well, never mind. Actually, biology, I'm not much of an expert on cunnilingus."

"No time like the present to learn," quipped Melody, unable to believe a man of his age didn't know how to eat pussy. Or maybe he had a hang-up, Melody said to herself. That would be great! She couldn't stand the man, and the thought of making him eat her pussy against his will gave Melody a tingle. Besides, it didn't really mean anything. She thought of herself as being in a state of limbo sexually, and this could be a fun interlude. "Interested?" she cooed, stroking his limp penis and giving him a mysterious smile.

"Why ... why, I suppose so," he murmured, wondering if he could go through with it.

"Then stretch out on your back," Melody said, pushing him gently to the floor. She pulled herself up on her knees and moved close to Abe's body. Then, very slowly, she turned around and lifted her leg above his chest. She purposely held herself in the air with her leg high so he would have a long, uninterrupted view of her genitals close up. Melody smiled to herself. If he had a hang-up, or if he was gay like so many headshrinkers, this would really ding him. She even contracted her muscles so that her asshole puckered and quivered as she held herself poised above him.

Then she pulled her body over his and straddled him with her knees. Melody held his cock up and teased it with her tongue for a moment, cupping his heavy sac in her hand and gently squeezing his balls. She held her ass high, poised above his face so he would be staring into her crotch without being able to reach it with his tongue. Get him hot first, she told herself, then make him wallow in cunt! She flattened her tongue out and began lapping the length of his thick penis. Her fingers wrapped around the base in a tight ring and squeezed as she let her tongue run up one side and down the other. Then Melody ran her tongue around the ridge just beneath the head, pursing her sensuous lips and planting tiny hot kisses at the tip.

She smiled to herself as she felt the blood begin to course through the heavy veins along the shaft of Abe's cock. Few men could resist her mouth. Melody had once been proud of that, like the time she had taken on the fifty-year-old man who had been laid three times that night. He swore that he couldn't get hard again, but five minutes in Melody's mouth had him as hard as a rock and panting to screw. Melody had learned to use her hands and mouth together to drive men wild.

Holding his rigid penis in her hand, Melody opened her mouth and began drawing the head slowly between her lips. She sucked and licked at the same time, then dropped her head so that his prick sank deep into her throat. She withdrew quickly, poised so that just the tip was between her lips, then plunged down swiftly again. A dozen strokes like this and Melody felt Abe's balls begin to throb.

Abe was beside himself. He'd had girls go down on him often since he had become a swinger, but nothing like this. Melody's mouth was like a hungry vacuum, pulling, sucking, licking. And the way she used her hands! Her caresses made his balls burn and his cock feel like it would explode and disintegrate! It usually took Abe quite a while to warm up, but here he was hot, just moments after this gorgeous blonde had begun.

Abe had managed to close his eyes to avoid the embarrassing view of her crotch poised above his face. He knew his eyes had tricked him when her asshole winked at him, and it seemed so impersonal to be looking straight into her genital area. Abe had to admit that the blonde-covered slit wasn't unattractive. Then, when he opened his eyes, he gazed in frozen horror as she began to lower it toward his face.

"Come on, Abe," Melody said as she released his cock from her mouth for a moment and began stroking it excitingly with her firm hand, "let me feel your nose and tongue in my cunt!" Her choice of words surprised her, but she knew it was part of her desire to make him uncomfortable.

The odor of Melody's sex made Abe's nostrils flare as she settled her crotch on his face and squirmed her body until the lips of her cunt were open above his lips. Then she began to grind it into his mouth, but she suddenly pulled away.

"Abe!"

"What?"

"Take off your glasses!"

Abe looked up and saw the tiny red marks on Melody's ass where his glasses had pressed against her tender skin. "Sorry about that," he said, trying to laugh off an embarrassing situation. "Told you I wasn't an expert at this sort of thing." He freed one hand and pulled his glasses off and dropped them on the floor.

When Melody heard the heavy, horn-rimmed glasses hit the floor, she again dropped her body so that her crotch completely covered Abe's face. This time she ground her cunt hard against his mouth by way of paying him back for being such a dum dum.

Abe Silver panicked for a moment. She had squirmed her body until she had his nose firmly lodged in her vagina, and her slit completely covered his mouth. He wondered how he would manage to breathe. That was one problem. Another was the overpowering odor. Melody had used a douche before the party, and Abe felt he had his nose in a barrel of pickles-pickles which had in part been cured in heavy urine. Abe Silver was one man who found nothing romantic in the smell of a woman's pussy. He managed to choke back a gag. But the overwhelming sensation of all was the moisture covering his face. He had no idea that Melody wasn't even warmed up yet, that more would come. All he could think of was washing his face and scrubbing away the million germs he knew were playing games on his lips.

"Uummmm! I like your nose, Abe," Melody said softly, stroking his cock harder and harder and squirming to fuck herself on his nose. "The Jewish really have something going for them, don't they? How about your tongue? Use it on my clitoris! I have a fire started in my oven." She gave his balls a little playful squeeze to emphasize her words.

My God, Abe thought in panic, she's going to force me to eat her-torture me if I don't! His nose itched. What a time for an itch! His only relief came from rubbing it against the wet walls of her vagina. Then he tentatively darted his tongue out and let it search in the moist area between her labia for her clitoris. Abe was amazed when he found it. Her clitoris was like a miniature penis! Measuring it with his tongue, he guessed it to be over an inch long-maybe two inches, and it was as hard as a rock!

Melody smiled to herself when she felt his tongue running up the length of her clitoris. Most men were surprised when they first saw it. Few women had more than a button, but Melody's was over two inches long when she was excited. And she was getting that way. This was a new sensation. Most swinging men loved to eat pussy, even if only ten per cent of them actually knew how. But here was a man who obviously didn't like it, had never tried it. And making him wallow in it was exciting.

"Suck it," she said. "Take it in your mouth and suck it like I'm going to suck this gorgeous cock of yours!" She leaned forward again, grinding her cunt against his mouth and taking his hard prick into her warm lips. She'd give him a blow-job he'd never forget, but she was determined she'd have her own orgasm riding his face.

Ralph Martin felt his toes curl and his asshole contract as his rampaging cock began spewing hot cum into the new secretary's belly. She'd only been at the college a week, and this was her first party. For a moment he couldn't remember her name. June, that was it. She'd been hired to help the administrators for the summer term. Ralph had been anxious to lay her since she arrived, but no one knew if she was a swinger. He'd watched her bounce around the office for days, and finally asked her to come to the final faculty party tonight.

Although June had turned out to be a swinger, she was also a disappointment as far as Ralph was concerned. As young as she was, and she couldn't be much over twenty, her tits sagged and her cunt was like a wide well. She'd also evidently become a hardened veteran at an early age, because she was dull to the point of being bored. She went through the motions, just as Ralph did, but there was no excitement. Even his long prick had only brought mild interest when they first began, and Ralph had had to fuck her until his knees were weak in order to get hot enough to climax.

Things were in bad shape when he had to work to have an orgasm with a twenty-year-old strange piece of pussy! Ralph hadn't wanted to admit it, but he was beginning to feel much like Melody did. He had his own concept of what was wrong, though. They had been swinging, attending too damned many orgies, for too long. It was like vacation, one could get too much of it. What they needed was a little rest to get away from it all, and Ralph knew they couldn't do that and remain here at the university.

"You wouldn't have any grass, would you?" June asked as she propped her back against the wall next to Ralph.

"No pot, June," Ralph replied. "We hang close on that in the faculty. Too explosive an issue."

"I just thought this might be a truly liberated faculty," June said somewhat sarcastically. "Anyway, I don't use grass regularly."

Ralph reached for his shirt and produced a package of cigarettes and offered the young blonde one. She accepted and he snapped his lighter while she took a deep drag. Then he lighted one for himself and glanced around the room.

His eyes stopped when he saw Mariane Morton, the thirty-year-old redhead who had joined the theology department at the beginning of last term. She had been a devout Baptist and even ordained before they converted her into a swinger. And now she was something close to a nymphomaniac, unable to get enough and ready for sex at any time of the day or night.

Ralph had laid Mariane several times when she broke in with the group, but now she was too much for him. For one thing, Mariane loved taking on two men at once. She wasn't happy unless she had two hard cocks inside her body. Like now. She was with two of the youngest members of the faculty, Bob and Carl. They were studying for their doctorates and teaching at the same time. Mariane called them her young studs.

She was on her knees with Bob behind her, fucking her from a kneeling position, while Carl was stretched out beneath her. She was sucking Carl's cock as hard as she could while Bob pounded away. Ralph watched as Mariane broke her oral hold on Carl's cock and spoke softly to the two boys. Bob pulled his cock out of her cunt and Mariane turned around so that she was in a squatting position above Carl's prick. Bracing herself with her hands on the floor, she began lowering her body. For a moment Ralph thought she was going to ride Carl, but then he realized she was taking his prick up her ass. It took her awhile to work it in, and the expression on her face confirmed that it was painful for her. But then she dropped her body quickly, spearing herself on his rigid pole.

Bob moved up and took her legs and pulled them out in front of her so that she was stretched out on top of Carl, with his cock running straight up her rectum. Bob held her ankles and spread her legs, then dropped to his knees to mount her. Ralph watched him guide his thick member to Mariane's cunt, inserting it into the gaping red hole.

It was a struggle for a moment while Bob wiggled for position and thrust to insert his penis in the tight opening. Then he jerked his hips and rammed it clear up to her womb with one mighty thrust. Ralph could see Mariane's face. It was contorted with pain as she bit her lips and squeezed her forehead tight as the two hard cocks ravaged her tender body. She groaned and Ralph saw tears well in her eyes and begin to run down her cheeks.

Then, as he watched, her expression changed from pain to pure ecstasy. Her eyes bulged in their sockets when the two men began fucking her in a hard, counter rhythm, and her tongue began racing back and forth across her lips.

"How can she take it?" June asked in wonder, showing her first true emotion since the party began.

"Ever try it?" Ralph said.

"No. My God, I don't think my body would stand it!"

"Ever had it up your ass?" Ralph asked rather crudely.

"No," June murmured softly. "Most women love it."

"I've never tried it," June said, wondering for the first time in her life what it would really be like. "Doesn't it ... doesn't it hurt?"

"Depends on the man. A thick prick can hurt, they tell me, but a thin one is something else."

As they continued watching the trio nearby, June's hand fell into Ralph's lap and she grasped his limp penis with an urgency she had. not displayed before. Ralph pretended not to notice, but he knew June had seen something new and wanted to try it for herself. Maybe her asshole would be tighter than her twat, he said to himself as he tried to make up his mind if he wanted to break her in to the tail game. The expression on Mariane's face was something to behold. If an artist painted that, Ralph told himself, he would title the canvas Pure Bliss.

"Ralph?"

"Yeah?"

"I ... Well, I think it might be fun to try it."

"Try what, June?" he replied, hating himself for being such an utter bastard, but at the same time knowing that this bored bitch deserved it.

"Try it ... well, back there," she mumbled, stroking his now semi-rigid penis.

"You want two men?"

"No, just ... just in my ass. But if it hurts, promise you'll stop."

"No promises, June. If you want it, we'll do it, but you have to take it."

"You're a sadistic bastard," June said with an attempt at a chuckle.

"Take it or leave it," Ralph said smiling. Often that was a bluff, but he was at the point with this girl that he didn't give a damn.

"AAAAiiiiiEEEEEEE!" Mariane's scream of pleasure as the two men reached climax and sent rivers of hot cum gushing into her body split the room. Her arms flailed and her face was a mask of absolute pleasure.

"Oh, God, yes!" June said, her eyes transfixed on the two cocks impaling Mariane's body and her hand working feverishly on Ralph's penis.

Ralph pulled himself up and had June crouch in a kneeling position so he could get behind her. The brown starfish between the cheeks of her ass beckoned to him as he scooted up to her buttocks, and Ralph decided to leave gentleness behind as he guided his long, thin cock to her asshole with his hand and then bucked hard against her. It hesitated only momentarily at the entrance to her rectum, and then shot up inside so that his balls slapped hard against her inner thighs.

"AAAuuugghhh!" June groaned as she tried to fall forward. It felt like a hot branding iron had been rammed up her ass and every nerve ending in her rectum seared with pain. "NO! Please, I can't take it. You promised!!!! Please, PLEASE!"

"I promised to fuck you in the ass, June," Ralph grunted, thrusting his hips and battering her like a rutting animal. "And that's precisely what I'm going to do!"

"NO! OH, GOD, NO!" June screamed. The pain was causing flashes of brilliant colors to race through her head and a pounding surf to explode against the back of her eyes. And no matter how she moved, Ralph and his searing, ravaging cock were right there pressing deeper and deeper into her soul.

Then the pain subsided, gave way to a new group of sensations, some of them the most pleasant and exciting June had ever experienced. A buzzing began racing along her veins, as if she was plugged into a wildly ringing doorbell. The flashing colors remained in her head, but now they were less brilliant, less irritating, more stimulating. And her breasts caught on fire. Her nipples felt like two hot coals. Suddenly, June understood what made Mariane's face register such absolute pleasure. It felt as if Ralph's long cock would suddenly burst into her throat, yet the sensation was terribly consuming and exciting. June hadn't felt like this since her brother had laid her when she was fifteen! , Ralph had to suppress a scream when he felt his balls explode and send their juices rushing up the young secretary's ass. It was so tight! Her rectum grabbed him like a gloved hand and seemed like it was going to pull every ounce of fluid in his body out through the tiny, compressed hole at the tip of his weapon.

They hung there, frozen in air for a long moment as Ralph's balls pumped and pumped cum up her ass. Then they both collapsed in a heap on the floor, too exhausted to move. Ralph recovered slowly and looked at June's inert body. A stream of blood and cum oozed from her ravaged ass, and he knew that she had found something to give her a new interest in sex. He pulled his body free of her arms and dangling legs, and reached for his shirt for a cigarette.

As he glanced around the room, his eyes caught sight of his wife, Melody, in a wild oral banquet with old Abe from psychology. Ralph was surprised. First of all, he knew Melody couldn't stand Abe. Ralph hoped he wouldn't have to hear about that all night long. And Abe surprised him. From what Ralph had heard from the girls, Abe didn't like to eat cunt. But he was sure eating Melody! No doubt about it! He had his nose buried deep in her vagina, and from the way Melody was wiggling her ass, Abe's tongue must have been very busy!

Of course Melody could hardly say she wasn't enjoying herself. From the way she was gobbling Abe's rod she had to be turned on! Why the switch, Ralph wondered? Just this morning Melody had been talking about changing schools, getting assignments at some other college to break away from this group. And secretly, Ralph agreed with her. They needed a change.

Melody hadn't particularly wanted to come to this farewell party for the two members of the "fucking faculty," as they called themselves, who were leaving to take jobs in the State Department. But she was usually like that. Ralph always had to talk her into orgies, and she generally went along with the scene when he wanted her to. He felt that not coming tonight would look bad, especially after the great times they had all had together since they formed the orgy group.

The idea had come from a student who placed the suggestion in the suggestion box that the faculty go fuck themselves. The enterprising student had added that they should have regularly swinging faculty orgies to relieve their tensions and frustrations.

"I'd invite you to student orgies, but I'm afraid you'd turn our friends off," he said in closing. The suggestion had caused somewhat of a scandal with the square members of the faculty, but to those who had been swinging students not too long ago, it made sense. The chief of chemistry, Peter Huff, jokingly said they should try it, and the orgies were born.

In any event, Ralph could see that Melody was well occupied. She had her nose buried in Abe's hairy crotch and his cock was racing in and out of her mouth like a kid might attack a popsicle on a hot day. And if Ralph knew Melody, Abe would have his insides sucked out before she'd turn him loose. In all of their swinging, Ralph had never met another girl who could suck a cock like Melody. It wasn't only technique. Plenty of gals had good technique. But Melody seemed to have a natural affinity for giving a blow-job.

Once, in an off-guarded moment, she had admitted to him that she did not like fucking. She said she had learned to suck cock to keep from having to fuck all the time. Of course, Melody was drunk when she said it, and denied it completely the next day. It may have been one of her subtle gags. She never had a great sense of humor, but she sometimes worked in a subtle gag or dig and kept to it no matter what. Ralph was the first to admit that he did not understand his wife. It was like the bit with her stepfather. She hated him so passionately that she'd freeze up if Ralph even mentioned the man's name. It was so unreal! Ralph even wondered if she might not be provoked to violence if she ever saw her stepfather again-and Melody was one of the most non-violent persons he had ever met.

Melody glanced up and saw Ralph fucking the blonde in the ass. That was something she would never consent to, even at swinging parties where practically everything went. But Ralph enjoyed it, and some of the women here liked it. Take Mariane, Melody . told herself with a shudder creeping through her body at the thought of the sexual abuse that girl took, and actually asked for. She forced Mariane from her mind and concentrated on the cock she had in her mouth.

Melody was surprised to find that she was quite excited. It was obvious Abe didn't like to eat pussy. Every time he could he stopped, and she had to prod him on by a none too gentle squeeze of his testicles. But Melody even enjoyed that, forcing the man, and she wondered what it would be like to rape a man. To strip him, tie him to a bed, suck his cock until he was good and hot, and then climb on top of him and ride him exactly as she wanted-with no thought or worry about his climax or even how he felt. It was a dream she'd often had, one she always felt guilty about. But in a small way, that was exactly what was going on with Abe Silver. She could tell he was hot, not far from the point of orgasm, and she slowed down to make him wait for her.

Abe was beside himself. There were moments when he thought he would vomit from the horribly strong smell of her sex permeating his sensitive nostrils and the heavy taste of salty urine and sex which filled his mouth every time he licked her hard clitoris. But he forced himself to be perfectly objective and scientific about what he was doing and he somehow managed to control himself.

When the change took place, Abe was at a loss to say. It was something rather subtle, something damned near impossible to define. One minute he was disgusted, and the next he became excited. At first, he thought that maybe he was becoming accustomed to eating pussy, but then he realized his attitude hadn't changed that much. It was something else. Every time she squeezed his testicles to make him continue, Abe experienced fantastic stimulation. He became so aroused he had to control himself rigidly to stop from having a climax. And it wasn't that what she did with her hand on his nuts felt good. On the contrary, it hurt like hell! Then why did he become so excited when she did it?

The same thing happened when she ground her pussy hard against his mouth, or rubbed his nose around inside her vagina. And none of those things were at all pleasant to Abe Silver. Or were they?

No, he told himself.

Melody slid her hand down inside the crevice between the cheeks of Abe's hairy ass and glided the tip of her finger to the opening of his anal canal. Some men liked this, but Melody felt almost positive that Abe would not. It would be out of character, unless he had a hard core gay streak in him. Then, when he stopped licking her again, she jabbed her finger up inside his ass to the first joint and began scraping her nail lightly around.

"Uummmppphhh!" Abe's groan was muffled by Melody's soft crotch, but the pain shot through his system. The stupid bitch, he told himself, doesn't she know most psychologists have piles? But even in the intense pain, Abe felt his balls throb with an urgency he hadn't experienced in years. It seemed that whatever she did to him, it excited him all the more.

Melody rode Abe's cock with her hungry mouth and jabbed her finger deeper and deeper into his ass as she felt him begin sucking and chewing on her clitoris in response. She hadn't truly expected it, but she was very aroused and realized that she was close to climax. So why not? Why wait for him? Melody bore down on his face, grinding her cunt back and forth over his lips and contracting her muscles to pull his nose as deep into her vagina as possible.

"A A A A HHHHhhhh!" she gasped as she straightened her body and rode his face in a marvelous moment of total orgasm. Her mouth gaped open and her eyes shut tightly as her body was gripped in spasm after spasm of joy. The only part of Melody's body that moved was her hand, and that pumped Abe's cock like a piston. When the spasms stopped, Melody began to lift her crotch from Abe's face. Her body was so relaxed and at peace she couldn't stop the soft fart that escaped from her bowels.

Abe was staring directly at her brown bud when it puckered and the gas rushed out. It was so humiliating, so base, yet his cock surged and his balls ached for release as his excitement seemed to double when the blonde farted in his face. As she began pulling her cunt away, Abe had an idea.

"Biology, please piss on me," he said, not believing the words had come from his own mouth. It was the most disgusting thing he had ever uttered. Even the very thought was alien to him. He had studied cases of urolagnia, cases where disturbed people could only find sexual release through a urinary act, but those were textbook cases! Did he really mean it? Was it his subconscious?

Melody heard the faint words and froze. He had said it softly, but she knew there was no mistake. The idea disgusted her, yet it was something she had always dreamed of doing, especially to someone she didn't like. Could she? Could she force her muscles to relax enough to allow her to pee in his face? Then she remembered the fart and smiled. But that had been an accident.

She couldn't avoid the temptation. It was too strong, stronger than any she could remember. Melody balanced herself, looking back to make sure she was poised directly over his face. Then she relaxed her body and began straining her muscles. For a moment, Melody thought it wouldn't work, that she'd never be able to force herself to relax enough to do it, but then it came gushing out. She felt the heavy stream flow from her body and she became aroused and excited all over again.

Abe forced himself to watch. He stared up at her cunt and saw her balance herself and aim. He wanted to scream at her that he was only kidding, that he didn't mean it, but he couldn't force himself to let the words escape from his mouth. He saw her muscles strain and felt the energy her body was exerting. Then the flower of her cunt opened ever so slightly before his eyes. A section of her vulva dilated. Abe could see it, and he felt his pulse quicken to the point where he might have a heart attack.

Then it happened. A heavy, strong, hot stream of yellow liquid came gushing from her cunt and covered his face. It was hot enough to make his skin feel that it had been scalded, and the odor was acrid and strong. It covered his eyes, his nose, his lips, and ran in streams down his cheeks and over his chin. Would she never stop? It just kept coming and coming. And so did Abe. He felt his balls quake and quiver, then erupt, and a geyser of hot cum spurted from his erect cock in Melody's hand.

Abe Silver's head was resting in a puddle of piss, but the happy, warm glow covering his face left no room for doubt that the psychologist had at last found himself.

Melody jumped up and ran to the bathroom, her face the color of a beet. She wondered how many had seen what she had done. What in the world had possessed her? Melody knew one thing. No matter what, she could never face Abe Silver or anybody who had been in that room again!

Ralph saw what happened, and could hardly believe his eyes. It was so unlike Melody! That cinches it, he said to himself as he grabbed his clothes and headed for the bathroom. We've got to get away from this! I'll answer that ad from Heavenly Hills Girls' School, and if that fails I'll put in for a grant to do a special study in some foreign country. We both need a rest. I wonder what it will be like teaching grade school and high school?