0 comments/ 13450 views/ 2 favorites College Liaisons By: B59001 College can be either one of two things; a bastion of knowledge, or a sordid collection of dirty deeds. Sometimes it can manage to be both; mine were sordid at times but always fun. Naureen My first notable experience was with a university tutor. Her name was Naureen and she was a veritable sex goddess. Light brown skin, slender legs, auburn brown eyes, and wicked personality to boot. I had felt she would certainly have been right at home amongst the flower power of the sixties. She originally hailed from Kisumu, Kenya but had made Johannesburg, South Africa her second home. She tutored me for one of my subjects. It wasn't extra lessons but merely a part of each subject's syllabus. She was certainly, smart and sexy, a veritable academic. I first saw her a year prior to being tutored by her in the classroom. I had been walking up and down the university as I was waiting for another class. I look up and saw three people, two men and one woman. Naturally that woman was Naureen; however, I was unaware of her name at that time. Her outfit was mesmerising; she had on a white blouse or something like that, it wasn't something that stuck in my mind, the clothing covering the lower half of her body was burned deep into my mind. She had on a red skirt with white polka dots adorning it. The skirt was short, very, very short. It barely covered her important bits. I slowly watched as she walked up the stairs to the admin building. I took the ramp to the left, to get a closer look of her; I looked to my right down the passage to see her majestic figure stood before me. She seemed like a bubbly, fun loving, and all round gorgeous women, it later turned out she was just that. I later found out her name through a friend of mine, whom had told me he had a class with her as tutor. He also mentioned to me her sister Natasha, who would later date another friend of mine, which of course meant she was off limits naturally, that had aroused my interest in Naureen. It was the following year, I had been to a lecture for the subject Naureen tutored me in, and the lecturer was busy explaining the subject during the first lecture. She mentioned Naureen's name and I snapped to attention, there were to be two people tutoring that particular subject and Naureen was one of them. I wasn't sure of I would be tutored by her. The time of the first tutorial swung by and I had waited in the classroom awaiting the tutor's arrival. Another friend of mine had known Naureen previously and had mentioned to me he was hoping, like I was, that she was to tutor. The wait continued for a few minutes more when she seductively walked in and apologised for her late arrival. "I knew it would be Naureen," came the voice from my friend. The tutorial went on and it was one I looked forward to every week and enjoyed when it ran for the full hour allocated to it. This gave me the chance to become better acquainted with Naureen and it really opened my eyes about the variety and scope of the female species. This was great juxtaposition to the girls I encountered in high school. The childish notions of high school girls certainly eradicate when the college years arrive, and if they don't it would most certainly spell doom for them. My due diligence in the classroom setting garnered me a friendship with her and later on her equally gorgeous sister. It was after the conclusion of that particular semester and the commencement of a new one that something deeper, something sexual. She had an office in a newly constructed building on the university campus. One day I decided to knock on her door, she normally shared the office with her sister, whom was in Australia at that time. "Hey, Naureen, How are you doing?" I asked. "Hey Billy, I'm good thanks," was her cheerful reply. "How's your master's coming along?" I asked. "Very well, in fact it is great," was her reply. "That's good to hear," I began, "You must be without doubt the sexiest academic I have ever seen, along with your sister." She blushed at my words and felt a tingling all over her, which I had picked up on. "I'm feeling frisky," She asked. I nearly fell of the chair hearing those words. I had responded with something to the effect of having a solution for her, I was too busy ogling her increasingly naked body, to remember the words exiting my mouth. She was soon nude and at my belt buckle undoing it and springing my cock to attention. She ran the tips of her manicured fingers along the length of my shaft and thrusting them into my balls once or twice. She took charge and was up for a little pain. She soon worked her way into stroking my bulging member. We may have only had about half an hour to do what we were doing but she was still going to do it properly. Before long her mouth was now wrapping around my cock and her sucking and tongue work were fucking incredible. She soon relinquished her mouth from my cock to let her pussy have some of the fun. I sat back in her chair and she straddled me and faced away from me and toward the door. The door had a glass window about three quarters the length of the door, however the most of it was frosted with some picture covering the top bit of the window which wasn't frosted. She steadily increased her pace and began to fuck like a veritable champ. We were well aware that lectures were going on a few metres away. The sensation was amazing and her pussy felt great as it surrounded my cock as she slid along its length. We carried on for a while and soon she had arrived at orgasm. She knew how to work within a timeframe. It was a hallmark of her skill and experience in the areas of communication and of course fucking. I had reached an almighty climaxed soon after her and she loved as the warm cum shot deep inside her. As we lay back catching our breath the lock on the door turns, the handle twists, and in walks Natasha, Naureen's gorgeous and at that moment rather shocked sister. She promptly closed the door behind her and looked upon the scene with lust. "Naureen you naughty girl," she said. Naureen blushed and Natasha then turned to me and greeted me. I greeted her in return. She then slapped Naureen's bare ass as she bent over to pick up her clothes off the floor. "I believe you have a tutorial Naureen," she said. "I see your trip to Australia ended early," I said to Natasha. "I wanted to surprise Naureen however, it seems that I am the one left surprised," Natasha replied. We all parted ways after that, I would see Naureen a few times after that but nothing close to that particular day. The last time I remember seeing her in the flesh would be a few weeks later while waiting to speak to a lecturer in another office in the same building. As I waited I gazed down the passage, Naureen came into view, she gave me a wave and I returned it. Throughout my college career I had meet a slew of gorgeous women. A slew of women from all over the globe in fact, due to the global nature of the university I had attended. A total of 34 nationalities to be precise, one from every continent. Roxana Another woman of interest was a woman named Roxana whom I met in my latter college years. She was relatively fair skinned, slim figure and voluptuous breasts. She shared a rather uncanny resemblance to actress Helen Hunt.Roxana was from Poland, and was a very interesting woman. I met her whilst lounging around with a few friends at university cafeteria. I knew a few people in amongst that group; Roxana was among them that day. Through conversation and a few jokes, I slowly got to know her, when it came to time to leave, it turned out that we were both heading to the same lecture. It was a philosophy lecture. I sat with her in the lecture hall and soon we had a casual friendship going and she was a fun woman to know. Through a few phone calls, and Facebook chat, we soon had a lustful attraction for one another and it soon bubbled over after one particular conversation. "Billy, I need to tell you something, I want you, and if my intuition has any bearing on this situation you want me too," Roxana said to me. "Well your intuition is correct, I feel it too however, it may well be a purely physical attraction," I replied. "That is not what I'm looking for, I want cock . . . your cock Billy," she confessed to me. "How does Friday sound Roxana?" I enquired. "Perfect, come to my dorm room at about noon, you don't have class then do you?" said to me. "I don't have any classes on Friday so I'll see you then," she replied. "Hmmm can't wait to sample your cock," she lustfully replied. We said our goodbyes and anticipated Friday. As is the way with anticipation and waiting, Friday soon arrived and it was nearly noon. I made the walk to her dorm room, across the courtyard, and through the labyrinth of stairs which, had formed part of an elaborate dare a few weeks earlier. I soon was stood in front of Roxana's door; I knocked twice and awaited Roxana. Her dorm room was on the second floor and it was one of many self-contained units. Each room had a kitchen on the left or right as one would enter, a bathroom behind that wall, a rectangular brown desk with a matching chair. The other end of the room had a glass door leading on to a balcony in this case. The balcony looked out on the other dorm rooms and had a brick walls dividing one balcony from another, the wall inclined upwards and got closer to the building's wall as it rose to the top of the building. The university had multi-room dorms as well elsewhere on the campus. She opened and led me in, she cleared the bed and ushered me to sit on the bed. She had gave off a feeling of longing as she looked into my eyes in a manner I had never witnessed in any prior encounter with Roxana "I've been waiting for you, and for you," she said whilst stroke my crotch through my jeans. "Shall we begin," I said, to which, she nodded her head agreeing. She then stood up and slowly began to unbutton her blouse; she stared intently at me as she unbuttoned each button slowly, deliberately, and in a highly seductive fashion. Soon her blouse was unbuttoned and the slit showed delicious flesh leading up to her red lace bra. She then slowly removed her blouse and let it fall graciously to the carpeted floor. She then undid the button on her jeans. She then moved right in front of me and points her index finger to her zip. I placed my two fingers on either end of the zip and slowly tugged it down revealing bit by bit her red lace panties. I then pulled her jeans to the floor. She stepped out of them and stood there in her underwear looking as seductive as ever. She then moved toward me and sat on my lap. We kissed with passion, burning passion. She had a look of determination in her eyes burning with lust. We locked lips a few times more and slowly reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She slipped it off and I felt, groped, and massaged her breasts. "Getting frisky," she said with a giggle. "Just getting a feel," I replied. I continued to lock lips with her and slipped a hand into her panties and used my finger to create a little moisture. Soon her pussy juice began to percolate through her panties; her scent soon filled her panties through every fibre within them. I then laid her back on the bed, I reached for her panties and pulled it off sliding it along her legs and tossed it on the floor. I spread her legs and begin to flick with my tongue and incite a bit of a response. I then inserted a finger, and moved to her lips and locked them with mine once again. I increased the count of fingers we continued. It seemed as though every single little fibre of her skin and flesh seemed to have a heightened sensitivity. Using my free hand I began to feel up her body and continued the carnal connection between us both. She then got up and proceeded to remove my clothing; she soon slid down my pants and had my member in her mouth. Her mouth was expertly skilled, which was something one can say about most college women, her sucking on my hard cock continued. Her free hands got to work on my balls and her careful caressing simply heightened the sensations of my cock in her mouth. My precum began to trickle out and she then used it to lubricate my cock for what laid ahead. She ushered me to her chair and sat me down, she gave my cock a few tugs and lick or two of the tongue. She then stood up and turned around and eased herself down on to my throbbing member. She leaned back against me and me she gyrated, and slide herself up and down slowly. Her pussy was swallowing my cock readily. Her perfume smelled as intoxicating as her pussy. Her light blonde her nestled and draped down her neck as she continued her energetic fucking. She soon hopped off and got on all fours; she craned her neck around and pointed her index finger to her asshole. She didn't need to do that twice, I positioned my cock over her awaiting asshole. I gently pressed against the opening and slowly inserted. "Aaah fuck that feels good, spread my asshole," she whispered. I got it all in and she was grabbing at the carpet feeling intoxicated at the penetration she was experiencing. I pulled out slowly and then put it back in, I continued this all the while increasing ever so slightly the pace at which, and I was going at it. She moaned in intoxicated lust as the movements continued and she enjoyed every inch of me buried in her asshole. We were at for a considerable amount of time, she now had a rather gaping asshole which, was evidenced when I withdrew from her asshole. She remained on all fours as I then went back to her pussy and continued to the pump away as in and out, we both knew orgasm was pending for the both of us. It began and slowly crept up on us and the feeling of ecstasy as that tingling slowly took whole and we felt an eruption approaching, one of a sexual nature. It arrived; her pussy juice combated my jizz within the walls of her vagina. I pulled out of her stood myself up; I extended both hands and helped her to her feet. The last few drips of jizz to emerge from my cock dripped and nonchalantly landed at her feet. We both looked down at that sight and I then said, "Millions at your feet, like I have always said." She raised an eyebrow and looked at me and replied whilst shaking her head and laughing said "Yes, millions, millions of sperm." After that rather amusing and unusual exchange of words, I left her dorm room. Karen I had known Karen aka Kay for some time an interesting but rather mysterious woman. I had gotten friendly and we got to chatting whenever we would come across each other, figuratively at that point. One evening I had headed off to the cinema, whilst walking from my car into the cinema complex. I then saw her she was with a friend. She had informed me that she and her friend were being unsettled by some suspicious individual. I offered to walk her and her friend to her car but she declined and had decided to ask the security guard, but she still thanked me for the offer. She told me she would keep in touch and we did. Soon I had offered to take her to the cinema. I came around to her house as she lived near the university; she opened up the door and was ready to go. She was wearing a red tank top, and red and white plaid patterned mini skirt. She had around her shoulder a black with gold Gucci handbag. We headed to the car and I opened the door for her, she got inside the car. I got in and fired it up, and off we went. "I'm glad you agreed to come out tonight Kay." "I needed to get out and forget about things, thanks for the invitation." "The pleasure is mine, Kay, glad to spend time with you." "I'm glad you thought of me." Soon we arrived at the cinema. We had gone and seen Public Enemies, a good film. When we had returned to my place it was empty, it would just be us two. I got out some wine and two glasses. We then sat down and begun to enjoy the wine and have some light conversation. "So how is everything with you Kay?" "It's okay Billy just carrying on as usual." "It's good to hear, are you okay, you seem a little . . . frustrated." "You are very perceptive, but no I am fine." "That tells me you are not okay, you can speak to me, and you can trust me." "Oh well I suppose so, you're a good man, I have felt a bit frustrated university is fine, my family life is fine, it seems it's just me that is not fine." "Are you having dreams, seeing visions?" "No, I don't think I am a mental patient, no need for the straight jacket or the looney bin." She then moved in closer to me and whisper, "Maybe all I need is a good fuck." "Hmm, maybe, how about It," I said to her. She looked down at my crotch and started rub the crotch area of my jeans, and felt an aroused member beginning to strain against the fabric of my clothes. I grasped her breasts and began to message and fondle them. We then came in close to kiss; she was beginning to loosen up. I knew she would not be frustrated anymore, once I was done with her. I pulled off the tank top she had one, to unveil her gorgeous breasts and pert nipples which, were protruding through the fabric of her top. She in turn pulled of my shirt and grabbed my belt buckle, and we kissed again. She then began to unbuckle my belt, I then stood up and she pulled my jeans down. My cock was standing to attention and ready for action. She then got onto her knees and began to swirl her tongue around my highly aroused member. She then gave it some lubrication with my precum and her saliva. Her mouth slid onto my cock and now was hitting the back of her throat with a hint of gagging each time. She slowly drew back and then took my whole length time and time again. I lifted her back to her feet and reached for her skirt which, upon further investigation revealed her lower half without panties. I lifted her skirt and gestured her to grip her hands around my neck, she then hopped up onto me and then slowly lowered herself onto my cock. The absence of the visual of my cock penetrating her constantly served to simply heighten the sensations flowing through me. The only sounds were those of the night and they were drowned out by the increasing frequency and volume of her sexual moaning. I was stood there in my lounge with her plunging my cock and her skirt moving in tune with the rest of her body. She slid off and planted her feet back on the ground. She reached around her skirt, undid the straps fastening it in place and it dropped to the floor. I then took her to my bedroom to continue the fucking, I lay on the bed I then take her legs and she grips them with her arms leaving her pussy spread out for my cock to make an entrance. I moved to her and plunged my cock into her awaiting pussy. I soon was at a steady fast pace fucking her like a madman. I continue to plunge into her furiously, she screams in approval as I continue giving her more and more. Whilst I was still ramming deep into her pussy, Kay moved her legs to an almost horizontal position. I was a bit wide eyed at her level of flexibility. My cock continued to fuck her as she remained in that position taking all I had to give and giving frequent shouts of approval. I then pulled out from her pussy and moved her to the end of the bed. I stood up and lifted her legs and propped both on my right shoulder and plunged my cock back into her now gorged pussy. I continue to fuck and relieve her frustration. She felt an impending orgasm. She then raised her hands awaiting orgasm. It arrived and her hands dropped and slammed into the bed, she then arched her back as the orgasm shot through her wave after wave. All the while I kept fucking her; before any post-orgasmic recovery could take place I continued and began to send her off to another orgasm. College Liaisons I then pulled out, I headed to the couch across the room and moved to sit against the bed, I brought her over and she then mounted the single seat couch, I then mounted her from behind. I continued to fuck her as I felt my orgasm soon arriving, and by her enthusiastic moans another one was due for her very soon. I felt the surge begin to build in my balls and my spunk would soon be deep inside her gorgeous pussy. We then arrived at ecstasy's front door and came together, her pussy juices in a struggle against my jizz and soon filling her deepest crevices. We collapsed onto the bed and soon fell asleep. A few hours later well before sunrise I awake to find her in the bathroom, I go to the door and knock softly, she beckons me inside, and I find her taking a shit. She looked at me and said, "This is why I was frustrated." "I take it it's getting out of your system." She nodded in approval; I then left and headed back to bed. Allison Always the outdoor girl, Allison loved the wild outdoors and being in Africa her Caucasian skin had a very nice tan. Our encounter happened during the holidays between semesters from one year to the next. We were in Malawi at a game reserve taking in the wildlife, the Big Five. It was a far cry from the hectic city life back in Johannesburg. We were staying at a luxurious tented bush lodge, king size bed opulent bathroom and viewing deck to spot Africa's famous wildlife. It seemed a trend that many of Africa's residents in urban and suburban areas rarely if ever get out to the bush to see the wild side of Africa popularised in films and novels. Me, her headed of alone, more of our friends would arrive a day or two later, it took about a week to get to where we were going. There was very little in terms of roads, trains, or airports in the vicinity of the lodge. It was a long holiday and thus we would take our time. We would be staying as long as possible. Survival shows on the Discovery channel had spurred us on to try this adventure albeit with more comfortable accommodation arrangements. After a considerable journey we finally arrived at the lodge and decided to head to the tent and sleep. Inside the tent was just like a five star hotel room, except with natural air conditioning and the sounds of the wild very nearby. After a two hour power nap we had woken up, it was about noon and we decided on lunch. These bush lodges still bring as much of the comforts of home and that of a luxury hotel to the middle of nowhere. After a scrumptious lunch of many different meats and a few good bottles of red wine. We sat on the deck and where alone watching the sun rise. She sat on a chaise lounge relaxing reading a book. I was on another chaise lounge smoking a fine Cuban cigar. It just so happened to be mating season and it wasn't just the animals keen for a sexual encounter. We soon retired to the tent and been ever the fan of a little role-play, she slipped into something a little more enticing. She had a playboy bunny outfit which, was, unbeknownst to me, her little kinky fantasy. She wanted to fuck like rabbits in the wilds of Africa. We intended to do just that, I slipped off her costume and left her bunny ears in place. I then reached down and slipped off her stockings. I sat down on the bed to gaze her naked form. It was something to behold as the African began its descent into the depths of darkness. I then got out of my safari attire and with my member standing to attention called her over to me. She strutted over to me and slowly pushed me back on the bed. She climbed over me and positioned her asshole over my cock ready for some ass penetration. She slid slowly into her ass as she faced away from me. Her moans of pleasure soon became audible. "Oh fuck that feels good," She moaned. "Happy to oblige," I replied. "Just fuck me," she retorted. I said no more and gave another deep thrust into her anus and continued to fuck away deep in the African bush. I sat up and our too bodies were in intimate contact as she began to gyrate on my cock. Her hair had seemingly retained the heat from earlier that day and the aroma was rather intoxicating, lust may have been playing tricks on my mind. It would seem the setting was in a rather subtle manner becoming an aphrodisiac. We both planted our feet on the floor and stood up slowly. I then grabbed hold of her hips and began to fuck her ass with more gusto. She loved it, continually moaning with pleasure and encouraging me to carry on. "Fuck me, Fuck me, FUCK ME!" she screamed. I could have sworn, after that, that I had heard a few birds scatter from the nearby trees into the grass land. However, our location may have had something to do with that assumption. There were certainly no assumptions about the fucking we did that day. Soon she was face down on the floor still taking me in her ass. She continued her encouragement of my actions. She loved being ass fucked on the floor deep in the African bush. She took each thrust in her stride and simply wanted more. I then pulled out and lifted her to her feet; I led her over to a chair. She grasped the top of the back of the chair and placed her knees on each armrest. She gripped tight and I then plunged back into her awaiting asshole. The chair must have been rather heavy seeing as it hardly moved. It was a large plush dark brown leather arm chair. She wanted my cum, her pussy had remained untouched at that moment. She still gripped the chair with an iron fist. She wanted my cum inside her asshole. I then let go and shot my load into her asshole, stream after stream flood her anus. I pulled out and few drops fell onto the chair. She lay back exhausted and slowly caught her breath as the ass fucking she received drained the energy right out of her body. "You certainly know how to fuck," she confessed to me. "I try," was my reply. Ashley The one thing that stood out about her was her love of Chelsea football club. She would always wear her Chelsea shirt after match day. I had seen her a few times and after a while I was seemingly convinced she was a dominatrix. There was something about her that made me believe that domination was a favourite past time. She noticed me smoking a cigar and became intrigued. That turned out to be a conversation starter. "You look like a drug lord smoking that thing." "It tastes good, you want to try it." She took a few puffs of the cigar sat back and said, "That is good, and where did you get it from?" "This tobacco shop, down the road from university." "I think I'll get myself one this week." "I got to go to class, it has been great meeting you, and I'll see you around campus." She gave me her number before I departed and I got to calling her and we soon hit it off. Then before I knew it I was travelling on a plane to London with her to watch the football. Her parents were positively loaded; her pops trusted me and thus allowed me to go with his daughter, hell he even paid for the ticket and hotel stay. "So Ash it's about 17 hours, this flight right?" "Yeah that's right we'll probably arrive in the morning, the match will be the following day." "Have you been to London before?" "Yeah, but I was really young, don't really remember it though." "I never thought I would be seeing English Premiership at the stadium." "Well, I've never seen a match at the stadium either, so it will be a first for both of us." "Well Ash I'm glad the first time will be with you." "Hmm, speaking of first times, when was yours?" "The day I officially finished high school." "And? Her name?" "Truth be told, I don't remember her name." Her mouth opened in mock shock but I knew she was bullshiting. She never had a decent bluff at any poker game that was commonplace at the university canteen. "You man whore," she exclaimed. "It is still a premium service that I offer," I replied faking a serious tone. "Ok, ok, let's change the topic." "Alright Ash, you go first." "What did you think of me before me formally met one another." "Can I be frank?" She nodded approvingly. "I thought you moonlighted as a dominatrix." Her eyes widened at my words and she sat there stunned for a few moments before composing herself and managing a reply to my statement. "I didn't mean to be offensive Ash." "No it's just a bit shocking, I couldn't do that, my brothers would almost certainly find out and I would be up shit creek without a paddle or raft." "You're not mad are you Ash?" "No, just taken a back, I understand that you had the best of intentions and were just being honest." "Let's enjoy the in-flight movie and we'll talk later." "Good idea, that was a bit too much honesty, but I guess I can't hold that against you." Our words were kept to a minimum for the remainder of the flight. We landed at Heathrow about ten in the morning. After the long process of check-in, luggage, and customs we eventually hailed a black cab and headed off to the hotel. We checked in, it seems Ash's old man had spared no expense for his little girl's holiday. "You still mad Ash?" "No not at all Billy, you're a good man." "Ok, well I'm jet lagged and I need some rest, to cheer for Liverpool when they thrash Terry and co." "Ha! We'll see about that." After that innocent verbal jousting regarding our differing choices in football team support, we hit the hay, and awoke in the late afternoon rested and feeling peckish. We went to a restaurant and enjoyed some of that new British fusion cuisine and had talks about the match. "I see Chelsea has a full complement of their star players, but Liverpool could pull an upset." "Unlikely but anything could happen." "Like John Terry having some sordid affair." "It is a possibility, I suppose." We headed back to the hotel room, and slept. The time to depart for the match had arrived. We soon took our seats and awaited the footballing stars to hit the pitch. Liverpool hit the pitch with their star captain Steven Gerrard. Afterwards Chelsea's stars hit the pitch Terry, Cole, and Drogba. The match kicked off and seemed it would end in a stale mate until at the last minute; Drogba slots one in behind the Liverpool defence into their goal. "What did I tell you?" Ashley exclaimed. "In spirit of sportsmanship, I congratulate you on your team winning." "Come on, let's get a drink." We headed off in a black cab and found a pub and went inside. We got mugs of beer and sat down and enjoyed them. "I don't know what is wrong with that team." "Every dog has its day Billy." "I suppose you're right." After downing her beer, Ash asked me with a sly wink, "You want to get out of here, back to the hotel." "Oh yes," I replied. As soon as we got inside the hotel room we were up against the wall snogging and tearing at each other's clothes. The lust took over our bodies at our acceptance of its presence. Our tongues began to intertwine and clothes began to fall away from our bodies. We hastily headed over to the bed tripping over the couch and landing on it. We both let out hearty laughs at what had just transpired. None the less we were as aroused as ever and continued our snogging and removal of each other's clothing. After practically ripping one another's clothes off Ash then began to stroke my now hardened penis, she moved herself to it and slid it into her mouth. A bit of a gag could be heard as my cock made contact with the back of her throat. All the while the tell-tale squeaks of the leather couch as Ash continued to suck with experience seemingly beyond her years. She used her free hands to massage my balls and send a tingling sensation through them. I lifted her head up and gestured her to take a seat. She then positioned herself over my cock and slid it into her awaiting vagina. She began to build up tempo and as she slid up and down. Her hands were placed firmly on my chest as she steadied herself whilst getting herself toward an orgasm. "Let's got to the bed," I said to her. "Yes, Oh Yes!" she shouted back. I led her over to the bed and laid her back lifted her legs and wrapped her arms around them. She propped up her vagina and as I neared it with my cock. She freed one hand grasped it and guided it inside her. I began with a steady pace and built up momentum. Her moans of joy served to encourage and continue with my pace and give her more. I pulled out, lowered her legs. I laid back and positioned my upper body over the edge of the bed. I planted my hands on the floor. She then slid herself back onto my cock and began to fuck away. Our endurance was something else that day. Maybe it was adrenaline or it could have been lust, I'm leaning more toward the latter. She felt herself about to orgasm and slowly arched her back and lifted her head to the ceiling. "OOOHHH FUCK," she screamed as the orgasm came with force. She continued to ride me and let the orgasm subside and return to her pace. She lifted herself off me and I moved myself back onto the bed. She stood up and I joined her she got to her knees and began to tug at my penis. I then stood by as she jerked my cock to get some cum. Her expert hand job had soon got my ejaculate all over her face, some then dripped onto her tits and some trickled down her stomach. She giggled a little at the feeling of warm cum all over her face. "Hmm, that was good," she said to me. She then went to be bathroom and I got a drink; whisky on the rocks. I walked to the window and peeled back the curtains slightly the night had settled in and the typical London rain was falling. I then thought to myself "Liverpool lost, got laid though" Alice Bologna, Italy, an area of beauty, wine, motorcycles, and birthplace of the lovely Alice. She was audacious, sexy, glamorous, and fucking dynamite in the sack. How she found her way to Johannesburg is beyond me but it wasn't really important, she was a woman of the world. She was about 5' 8" in height, auburn coloured hair and a very fashionable woman, being Italian may have had something to do with that fact. I did a few subjects with her and she and I would the ones answering the questions the lecturer posed. It was just before a particular exam when I learned her name and we became good friends soon after the exam. She was a very astute woman and that would certainly serve her well in life. We got friendlier as the days went on and soon we found ourselves together on holiday on South Africa's famous wine route (Some of the world's best wine is made there and exported worldwide, you may well find a bottle or two at your nearest liquor store.) for some wine tasting and perusing different estates. We went through the day tasting wine after all of which were superb and left us rather drunk by the end of the day, we were driven back to the hotel and found ourselves taking a walk in the gardens late at night all alone. The only sounds we could hear were those of the night and the fountain which gently pumped water into the fish pound. The night was clear as we were a good hour's drive outside Cape Town, the stars were bright and we could see so many and the full moon loomed large in the night sky. We were in a spot secluded by bushes, shrubs, and fanciful creepers filled with foliage. We sat down and a wooden bench and talked a little. "You enjoyed the wine Alice?" "Yes, and the weather is just gorgeous, it really should be a vacation to remember." "It's good to have a break from university." "Oh definitely but it's where I met you Billy." "That is definitely true, but I'm enjoying it, I'll most certainly miss it when I am done." "I feel the same way." In the moment I drew her in close and kissed her, she was taken aback but liked what had just happened. She then returned the gesture and continued snogging one another and soon I was fondling her pert breasts which were not clad in a bra and were firm and supple. She giggled a little at the sensation of her breasts being rubbed and caressed. I loosened a few buttons on her shirt, which was a dress as its length meant it came down a few inches past her pussy with a slit along either side, and got a closer feel of her gorgeous breasts and she then began to rub my crotch through the fabric of my jeans and a bulge formed which, create a little spark of excitement in her eyes. She pulled my hands back and began to remove her dress completely. She then stood up, hooked her thumbs on the side of her thong and slipped it off. Her dress now lay in her pile on the bench with her thong draped on top. She then straddled me and we continued to kiss with passion and purpose. I then slipped off my shirt and Alice started to unbutton my jeans. My cock sprang out ready for attention. She then straddled me once again and slipped her pussy onto my awaiting cocking and slowly went up and down. We tried our best to be quiet as the rest of the hotel's guests were most likely asleep. She whispered to me "Hmmm that feels so good." "It's all for you," I whispered. "Oh yes, oooh yes," she whispered back to me. She continued to ride me as the fountain pumped a stream of water, the creatures of the night were abound, and the moon continue its celestial illumination of our liaison. I ran my hands up and down her body fondling her gorgeous breasts and getting a firm grip on her lovely pert little ass. Our slow, steady and deliberate movements went on for at least half an hour, we were hardly keeping track, but it felt much longer. Alice's movements were seductively and tantalising as she slid up and down my cock all the while we both peered intently into each other's eyes. I gestured Alice to stand up and led her over to a stone table and placed her hands firmly on the surface of the table with her delightful ass being offered to me. She tilted her head with an alluring smile, waving a finger telling me all she wanted in under the moon. I stepped up behind her and slid my cock gently into her pussy and began to pump away. I kept slow and deliberate, there was no need to rush, and the sensation of maybe being caught really sent us both into frenzied lust. We continued to indulge in the lust of the moment. I heard a faint noise, I thought nothing of it at first but it came again, the distinct noise of footsteps on a path lined with pebbles. Alice soon became aware and we quickly grabbed our clothes and slipped out the other side. We hid behind some bushes and quickly got our clothes back on and casually strolled past the group of people seemingly unaware of our little escapade. We then slipped back into our hotel room. We left the lights off as the moon seemed more than bright enough. "That was close," Alice said with a huge sigh of relief. "It certainly was, but they seemed none the wiser," I replied. Alice then slipped out of her clothes winked at me and said, "It's time we finish." "Oh I always seeing things through to the end," I replied. I then dropped my jeans to the floor and slipped off my shirt. I walked over to the bed on which she was not lying on. I got behind her and then slid my cock back inside her pussy, we were both lying on our sides and I was intending a memorable finish for that sexual encounter. Alice soon began to grip tightly on the sheets as I continued to thrust inside her it seemed her orgasm was imminent as was mine. She then gripped the sheets as tight as she could as her orgasm took hold and my cock started to shoot my warm jizz deep inside her pussy as she continued to gyrate and take my cock deep inside her vagina. We then let go and rested on the bed, catching our breath from the al fresco fucking and dodging other hotel patrons. "Thank you, Billy." "You are welcome; even if this was the last time I ever do this with you." College Liaisons "I'm glad you said that but I have something to tell you." "I'm all ears Alice." "This will be the last time we do this, I wanted some time to explore other options and now that I have what I had before is just what I need." "I understand this was something unforgettable, we can still be friends." "Yes we can, come to think of it didn't I see you with a quite a hottie at campus a few times." "You are very observant Alice, her name is Riana." "Well you take care of her, I'm sure she will do the same for you Billy." "He is a lucky man to have you, I hope he treats you well Alice." They always said things happen during a full moon, and they certainly did that night. Abigail Abigail was a 5' 6" stunner, brunette hair reaching just past shoulder length and a playfully sexy demeanour. We always got on like a house on fire; she became a good friend and a great fuck. A feisty girl to say the least, Abigail had once punched her boyfriend in public after finding out he had been philandering with several women on campus. I bumped into her a few days after that incident which was pretty much campus wide news after a day or two. "Hey Abi, how are you doing?" "I'm good Billy and yourself." "Not too bad, I hear you got a mean right cross." Abi let out a hearty laugh and shook her head. "You heard about that." I nodded my head in agreement. "Sorry to hear about what happened." "I'm alright really, what doesn't kill you right?" "Absolutely, so are you up for some cheering up?" "What did you have in mind?" "A few drinks and good company." "Count me in." "Good to hear, oh by the way it's a nudist affair." "Billy, that's even better, text me the details." She then hugged me in gratitude and we waved goodbye and would contact each other later in the week. After that encounter on Tuesday, Saturday had arrived. I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt, to leave in the car before entering the venue. I hopped in my car and went off to pick up Abigail. Her parents lived had moved overseas and had left her the house, they were exploring Qatar and enjoying the desert plains. So she had the house to herself. She had kept herself sexy and slim by training often and partaking in martial arts. I arrived at her house about 6:30 in the evening; a little early just to be sure she wasn't having cold feet about the idea. I rang her doorbell and waited, she opened the door and ushered me inside. She had on her silk robe and had her hair and make-up already done. We sat down and Abi opened some wine. "You're ready for tonight Abi," I enquired. "Certainly, I'm still excited about it," I replied. I had decided to forego any conversation regarding her ex-boyfriend as I was unsure about her feelings over the topic. We finished our wine and began to leave. Abigail had decided on departing in the robe she was wearing, we would not be needing our clothes for long. Our destination was one a luxurious roof top venue in Sandton, Johannesburg. It is the most glamorous and richest areas in South Africa. When we arrived we parked underground. We walked to the entrance and removed off our clothes at the "coat" room. We entered the elevator nude as the day we were born, Abi kept her black stiletto heels on her feet and we rode the elevator up. The mirrors of the elevator made for an interesting sight. The doors then parted as we arrived at the floor. The elevator led straight into the venue, a luxurious apartment and veritable mansion amongst the high rise buildings which surrounded the area. The venue was relatively secluded but no one in attendance really cared about any onlookers. There were about ten guests in attendance, it was an intimate affair. We greeted the others in attendance, and got to begin enjoying the evening's festivities. The drinks flowed and everybody got friendly with one another. A little music flowed and Abi was strutting her stuff everybody was pleased with what they were seeing and applauded her once the song had ended. Abi appreciated all the attention. The evening flowed and after copious amounts of alcohol flowing through everybody ended up asleep in various positions. However Abigail and I were alone sat by a counter and talking once more. "Enjoyed it Abi?" I enquired. "Yes I did," she enthusiastically replied. "How about we get out of here," I said. "Back to my place," Abi replied. We then got dressed and left the party. It was about two in the morning. The highway was quiet and the cruise more so. We soon arrived at Abi's place. We headed into her lounge and got out some more drinks. After a while Abi slipped off the robe which she had worn to the party and was now tugging at my jeans. We soon were both naked and on Abi's couch snogging and groping one another. Abigail cupped my balls with one hand and began to stroke my shaft with the other hand. She then bent over and gave lick from my balls all the way to the tip of my shaft that gave a little tingle. She then tantalisingly kissed and licked the tip of my penis. She then pushed me back into her couch. She then got onto the floor on her knees and slid her mouth down halfway the length of my cock and back up again. She did then took my cock all the way to the back of her throat. A small sound of gagging was emitted from her mouth; she seemed to have had past experience. She continued and soon her saliva and my precum had lubricated my cock rather liberally. She then gestured me to stand up she knelt over and placed her hands on the solid wooden coffee table and raised her ass in the air. I then inserted my cock into her now very moist pussy. "Hmmm that feels good," Abi cooed. "You like that don't you," I said to her. She mumbled in agreement as I continued to fuck her in a sensual manner which continued to please her as her moans of pleasure indicated her enjoyment. I continued to fuck her and give her a few cheeky smacks on her pert little ass. I then pulled out and moved my pick in front of her asshole she knew what I was doing despite not facing me. "You want it there?" I asked. "Yes, fuck my ass like the whore I am!" she said in an elevated tone of voice. I obliged her and slid it in slowly she gasped at my cock inside her rather tight asshole. "AAAAH FUCK THAT'S BIG!" She shouted. "You like that don't you filthy fucking whore," I replied. By now I had increased my pace and was now widening her asshole as she demanded. I continued as she began to massage her pussy with one hand whilst keeping the other firmly placed on the coffee table. She loved it and continued to loudly voice her approval. We were at it in that position for quite some time. I then removed my cock from her ass and helped her to her feet. We got onto the floor and Abi then straddled me and slide her asshole over my cock. She arched her back slightly and began to massage her pussy with her fingers. Abi was soon riding my cock like a champion, my cock went and out of her asshole. Her massaging soon led her to orgasm with her pussy juice spraying all over us both. She continued to riding my cock. "Let's get back on the couch so you can taste your ass in your mouth," I said. "Yes let me taste my gaping fucking asshole," she said. We then got up and I sat back down on the couch, Abi positioned her asshole in front of my cock and slide herself onto my throbbing cock. She gyrated side to side and back and forth simultaneously. I leaned forward and our bodies met as she gyrated her asshole on my cock. Our movements slowly started to get into a faster rhythm; I felt my cock beginning to erupt inside her asshole. Abi's louder moans indicated another orgasm was coming from her fingering. She soon let go and came with force. Before anything else I then shot my load deep inside her asshole. We caught our breath, and then we lay on the couch still naked and covered in each other's bodily fluids. We soon drifted off to sleep soon after that. Candice Candice was a fierce woman, one who liked to dominate. My encounter with her was far from her first, but it was the first where she would be dominated. She never really got all into the kinky shit but she was most certainly a radical thinking when it came to a fuck. Candice was about 5' 9" tall; fair skinned and was a natural blonde but would often colour her hair pitch black. She would normally don a t-shirt and jeans but she would sometimes get out in a seductive dress. It was a hot summer day and I saw her from a distance, I hadn't recognised her from afar but when she got closer I knew who was in that dress. It was light coloured floral dress which was quite short and loose. She had on white stiletto heels and a pair of large glasses. "Hey, Candice, how are you today?" I said. "I'm not too bad and yourself?" she replied. "No complaints here, by the way you're looking damn sexy in that outfit" I replied. "Why thank you, you look like you want to fuck my brains out," she said. "I'm not a person who hides things, how about we find a quiet corner and get too it," I replied. "Yes let's do that, but you'll have to be relatively quick as we both have class today," she replied. I then went off with her and found quiet corner, it was still quiet early in the morning and most of the students were asleep. It was a secluded gap in between the dorm rooms. It was relatively shaded "I feel like being dominated, being a man's filthy whore this morning," she said whilst we were on our way to somewhere quiet. We soon got there and then Candice unzipped my shorts and got my cock out and began to stroke. She wasn't shy and was used to fucking and getting cock. Our clothes remained on so we could make a quick getaway. Candice continued to stroke and soon began to suck my cock all the while keeping her sunglass covered eyes fixed on my as she was doing it. She continued to suck away until she had my cock relatively lubricated. She the stood up, turned around and bent over, and lifted her dress to reveal her underwear was absent. I slid it in her pussy and fucked away, she held on to the adjacent wall to steady herself. I continued to fuck her pussy, she moaned a little but tried to keep herself quiet as much as possible. Her dressed was draped over the scene of my cock ramming into her pussy, the sensation of was still foremost in our minds. Candice continued to take my cock deep inside her pussy. "Yes that's it fuck me," she said to me in a husky tone. I continued to give it to her as she asked. Her pussy took my cock and she continued take my cock into her pussy. Candice continued to take my cock inside her pussy, when we heard a sound from the corner. A door opened, we stood still around the corner. The person than closed the door and left down the hallway disappearing, after a quick peek around the corner we continued. Then a little quicker, with more gusto and pace. I then pulled and she turned around and lifted up her dress and some of her pussy juice squirted onto the wall behind her. She then got onto her knees and began suck my cock once again. She continued her movements and got my closer to an orgasm and late for our respective lectures. Candice then grasped my cock and began to stroke she moved fast and was yearning for cum. "I think I'm about blow," I said to Candice. She then took my cock in her mouth and continued to suck and soon I eventually came. It shot into her mouth and she gobbled it all up every last drip and swallowed it down. She grabbed her handbag from the floor and rustled in it and pulled out some tissues. She looked at me and said with a smile, "Thank you for that." "It was my pleasure," I replied. "Sure it was," she said with a cheeky smirk. Ingrid Ingrid, an island girl, hailed from Mauritius, the gem of the Indian Ocean as some called it. She was sexy, kinky, raw, and bi-sexual. She loved cock and pussy in equal measure, a sexual humanitarian if you will. She always loved a cheeky smack on the bottom from most that knew her. She had garnered a campus wide reputation as a sex fiend. She certainly lived up to her reputation. She soon lured me to fuck and I arrived at her dorm room door on Friday afternoon. I knocked on the door and stood myself in front of the peephole and she soon unlocked the door. She was wrapped in only a towel, her hair was a mess and she smelt of sex. I walked inside and found an equally sexed up Anna, one of her best friends and fuck buddies. She was busy slipping her clothes back on. She walked up to Ingrid and gave her a passionate kiss, and then a cheeky smack on the bottom. She walked up to me and said "You are just in time to go the next round with that little vixen." "I'll see you later Anna," Ingrid said in a mock serious tone. Anna licked her lips at Ingrid's words, and then went to the door. She turned around and said to me, "I want that cock as well." "You'll get just that Anna," I replied. Anna then left and the door closed behind her. I then turned my attention to the towel clad Ingrid. "You are a marathon fuck machine, my dear," I said to Ingrid. She then dropped the towel and walked up to me and kissed me on the lips and then got a hand on my bulging crotch. She cooed, "Yes I am and it seems you are ready to go big boy." "That I am Ingrid that I am." "Come here and fuck me" I slipped off my shirt whilst Ingrid was on her knees undoing my jeans and letting my throbbing and erect cock free from its restraints. We were now both naked and Ingrid was hungry for cock. She took my cock into her mouth and began to suck away. Her tongue piercing simply heightened the sensation. She tickled my balls with her fingernails and looked up intently at me. I pulled out of her mouth and told her to lay flat on the floor. I got down on my knees over her face and then inserted my cock into her mouth and moved in and out in a steady motion. I would thrust it to the back of her throat and then pull it out. I then removed my cock from her mouth and went to teabag her; with my balls in her mouth I began some dirty talk. "You love my balls in your mouth, don't you?" I removed my balls from her mouth to hear her reply. "I love your big fucking balls in my mouth, TEABAG ME YOU HORNY BASTARD." I obliged and my balls were yet again inside her she loved that kinky shit and did it without hesitation or doubt anywhere in her mind. Her tongue worked wonders on them as she swirled and licked with her tongue, to forget her tongue piercing further enhancing the sensations felt by both of us. I then removed my balls from her mouth and lifted her up, her pussy was now gorged, soaked and had left a wet patch on the floor from her experienced fingers. Her glass door was open and leading on her balcony, however, the curtains were closed. She was rather daring and got onto all fours in front of the curtain called me to her. I didn't need to be told twice, I was down my knees right behind her ready for action. The slightest of breezes swayed the curtains but the heat had gathered inside. I then inserted myself into her, I grabbed her hands and put them behind her back in an arresting fashion to stabilise as I fucked hard from behind. She always loved it hard and rough; carpet burns didn't worry her in the slightest. The fucking was hard and constant the slaps as our bodies connect with some force began to increase in volume and frequency. She would most certainly have a slight red hue on her pert little ass when I was finished. I pulled out and got her to her feet and said to her, "Time for that ass." She gave a sly smile and bent down and spit on my cock and coated it in her saliva to provide some lubrication. I then turned her around bent her over slightly and inserted into her awaiting asshole. I went in slow for the initial penetration, and then I started to speed up and once again create those slapping sounds. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as I slammed into her ass, we both were experiencing the sensations of Ingrid's asshole being constantly pounded and enlarged. Her dorm room was engulfed in the distinct aroma of fucking, and it filled our nostrils with its intoxicating and unmistakable aroma. Lust was present in the room as an omnipotent being. Ingrid and I moved toward the desk where she put one foot on the edge followed by another and continued to slide up and down my cock which remained in her ass. Her body twisted as the motion she used was an inspiration from Karma Sutra, whether it was an actual position I was uncertain. We sat on the bed to finish each other off, I sat on the edge of the bed and she sat on my cock. She pumped away feeling the impending explosion she grabbed the edge of the bed and braced herself. It arrived and shot through her entire body, she let a visceral scream of pleasure. She continued to pump away until I let loose into her and my jizz shot deep inside her vagina. She moved herself and lied flat on the bed catching her breath. I proceeded to get dressed. "Billy, I should have done you sooner." "All good things must wait, but truth be told I am glad we did this, it's no attachment just some fun, right?" "Yes, that's exactly how I feel about it" Ingrid still lay on the bed naked. I turned to leave as she got on her cell phone, probably to Anna. I left her dorm room and a few doors down heard all too familiar sounds, of sex. I could swear Ingrid brought it out in people. Anna I first met Anna, through Ingrid; we enjoyed a little late evening socialising. She was a sexy slim woman, dirty blonde hair, gorgeous breasts and a killer personality. We had a great conversation when we first met. "How long have you been at this university Billy?" "About two years." "Really, I have never seen you before, but I'm glad I have now." "Well I'm glad I've met you Anna," "Pleasure meeting you Billy?" We continued to socialise the rest of the night, and when it came time for me to leave, I embraced them both and left Anna's dorm room. I had enjoyed spending time with her and she shared the feeling. Her easy going attitude and approach to life meant that the communication was her strong suit. She was very good at reading other people's body language but still had the wisdom to know that body language can also mislead the mind into misleading conclusions. Anna hailed from Cape Town, a city Bohemian in nature. It's a city that could be described as an aphrodisiac; she certainly was an aphrodisiac herself. She certainly knew how to treat man and she knew how to treat me. My liaison with her happened the day after my encounter with Ingrid. Her dorm was one floor above Ingrid's room. Anna was just getting out of the shower when I knocked on her door. She peered through the peephole and opened the door. Her body was wrapped in just a towel, her hair was still wet and she was dripping. She then let me in and I shut the door behind me. She let the towel drop to the floor and turned around to face me. "Ingrid told me great things after your little fuck session yesterday," she said. "Just doing my best Anna," I replied. "From her words you did much more than that," she said. I then slipped off my shirt, and began to unbuckle my jeans. Anna all the while stood and watched with anticipation burning in her eyes. We soon were both as naked as the day we were born. "Hmm, come here I want that cock," she said. I walked up to her and turned her around and bent her over, she placed both her hands on the edge of her desk, and her pussy was already wet as was here entire body. I slowly slid it inside of her and began to move it in and out of her vagina. I picked up the tempo and she took it all in all the while beginning to let out small murmurs of pleasure which were turning into moans.