1 comments/ 21792 views/ 3 favorites Harvard Revelations Ch. 01 By: MrMax59 Authors Note: This story is a follow-on to "Welcome to Harvard" which introduces the characters of Jon and Nick and the peripheral (to this story) character of Acacia Kellis. This story is intended to stand alone (with some minor backward references) but if you want additional background on Jon and Nick and how meeting Acacia changed their world you should read that story first. This story does included a small m-m sex event so if you can't handle that, don't read it! ---------------------------------------------- It was October and late fall had brought a chill to the air of Harvard Yard. For Jon and Nick, however, the heat of sexual thrill hadn't eased off. After their introduction to Acacia she'd summoned them several other times and each event had been a thrilling introduction to sexual kinkiness that the two young men could barely have imagined previously. In addition to their time with Acacia, Jon and Nick were actively exploring their new-found interest in each other. Neither saw themselves as gay and their physical relationship was more about exploration than commitment. Additionally, the normal awkwardness of a new sexual relationship - particularly when two 'straight' guys were exploring their bisexual interests - was eased since they didn't have a long history of friendship and they got along well beyond their sexual play. Nick was still a ladies man and was out on dates on numerous occasions. Even Jon was stretching his wings a bit with women - paradoxically, Acacias control and manipulation gave Jon a new confidence in his approach to girls. Beyond all of these distractions Jon and Nick were attending to their schoolwork and doing well in their classes. One Saturday evening Nick was invited to a party at an off-campus apartment and brought Jon along as he knew there would be lots of girls there to meet. They arrived at the party and as Jon was taking off his coat he saw Amanda across the room. He smiled and waved when she glanced over to see who the new arrivals were. She smiled and waved lightly but turned back to the group she was talking to. Amanda was an friend of Jons from high school who'd also gotten accepted at Harvard. She'd been a cheerleader and dated the quarterback of the football team so Jon had had no hope of actually dating her, but after sharing a lab table in Junior year advanced placement Bio she'd befriended him and they had a casual friendship that mostly consisted of his doing her classwork. Jon, however, had always lusted after her trim and petite body and wished she would date him. He was quite blind to how she had used him. Jon found himself meeting new people and current classmates. He turned away from a group of people to get another beer and almost bumped into Amanda as she walked by. "Hi Amanda!" he said, "How've you been?" He had only seen her twice since they had arrived at Harvard and they'd only chatted for a few minutes. "Hi Jon," she answered. "It's great to see you!" Amanda was glad to see Jon as she did sometimes feel a little homesick and he was a connection back to her High School years in Phoenix. He was a safe, platonic friend who she felt she could open up to a bit. Also he could continue helping with her classwork! "Ahh, you know, classes mostly." Jon had never given up his crush on Amanda and his new-found confidence made him more comfortable with with her. "I'm meeting alot of new people and having alot of fun." He felt a bit of sexual thrill at what was hiding behind that innocuous statement. "It's great to see you again though - I still can't believe we both got into Harvard!" "I know!" Amanda answered. "And I'm so happy to know you're here too. I miss home sometimes and it's nice to talk to someone from high school." The two friends were sharing opinions of classes and teachers when Nick wandered toward them. He was going to pass by since he didn't want to cockblock his friend while he was talking to a great looking blond. Jon grabbed Nicks arm and pulled him into the conversation. "Amanda, I want you to meet Nick, my roommate. Nick, this is Amanda. We went to high school together in Phoenix." Amanda looked Nick over and formed an immediate opinion. 'What a poser," she thought to herself. Nicks sharp dressing and slim build went against the jock look she had grown to identify with hot guys. Having watched him come across the room she even wondered if he was gay. "Hi Nick," she said in a cool tone. "Nice to meet you." "Hey Amanda," he responded, sensing her rejection. "Nice meeting you as well. Uhhh, I've got to catch up with someone... I'll see you later, Jon," he said as he stepped away. "Ugh," Amanda said, watching as Nick moved across the room. "How can you deal with that guy in the same room?" "You mean Nick?" Jon asked, a bit incredulous that Amanda had so quickly rejected his friend. "He's a great guy - we're getting along really well." "Well I don't like the way he acts and dresses," Amanda replied, turning back toward Jon. "Is he gay or something?" Nick blushed at the thought of all the times he and Nick had spent in the same bed. He'd forgotten how homophobic Amanda had been in high school and was actually surprised that she'd be so direct in this age of political correctness. "No!" Jon responded, "I mean, well..." Amanda noticed the qualification in his answer and said, "Get out! He is gay, isn't he? Oh my God, you've got to get out of that room!" "Amanda! You're really wrong about Nick," said Jon. "He was the most popular guy at his high school. He told me he slept with half the cheerleaders." "Well why did you hesitate then?" she responded. "Either he's gay or he's not, Jon. You know there's no in-between." "Amanda," he responded with a sigh, "You know that's not true. I've seen Nick with lots of girls and we've, you know, compared notes," he finished with a blush. "I bet those girls are just a bunch of fag hags and he's lying," she responded with a scornful tone. She was really getting worked up about her assumptions about Nicks sexual choices without knowing that Jon was an active partner in them. "I mean, look at him trying to pick up that guy over there." Jon looked over and saw that Nick was talking to Roger, who lived down the hall from them and shared three classes with Nick. He had to get Amanda to have a more open mind about sexual preference and his new-found confidence emboldened him with his old crush. "Amanda, trust me. I know from personal knowledge that Nick is not gay." As soon as the words were out of his mouth he realized that he had probably opened a can of worms that would be impossible to close back up. Amandas jaw dropped open and she stared at him incredulously. She had been sexually active for some time but her idea of kinky sex was being on top so the implication that Jon and Nick had been in the same vicinity during a sexual escapade was shocking to her. She had actually thought Jon was a virgin because he was usually so awkward around girls. "Wait," she began, "are you saying... that you were in the same room? What, did you walk in on him or something?" Jon took a deep breath. He knew he could back away with the excuse that Amanda suggested. Or he could also lay out some - or all? - of his new life. Taking the first option was easier but he felt like he would be lying to himself. But by taking the truthful approach he thought that prudish little Amanda would be likely to never speak to him again. 'Well,' he thought, 'it's time to step up to the plate.' "No Amanda," he said. "Nick and I were having sex with the same woman." Amanda was shocked! She knew that people talked about that kind of thing but she was certain that no one actually did it - or anyone who actually did something like that was a pervert or in a porn movie (which she had never seen but had heard about). "What... How... Oh my God! Jon! What kind of pervert is he?" Amanda felt like the room was spinning. How could her platonic friend, the virgin geek, have gotten into that situation? what kind of a skanky slut would do that? "Any girl who would do that must be ugly and desperate." "Actually Amanda," Jon answered, "Acacia is the most beautiful woman I've ever met. She's rich, she's smart, and she knows exactly what she wants. She's a senior here at Harvard, in fact." Amanda was still shocked and was trying to process this new information. "At the same time? That means that you... I mean, saw Nick... you know, do it?" Jon sighed again - he knew this wasn't going well. He decided to go for broke and go for the full shock effect. "Yes, Amanda, I saw Nick fuck Acacia. Up close and personal. In fact, I've probably touched his cock more than you ever touched Jim's cock when he was fucking you." Amandas jaw dropped open again. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Jon! You're not gay! I know you're not - you're in love with me..." She froze, realizing she'd blurted out something she probably shouldn't have said out loud. It was Jons turn to be shocked. "You knew? All this time you knew I wanted to date you?" He suddenly realized that by putting him into the 'friend zone' Amanda had the best of both worlds with him. She had all of his attention and help without any of the messy sex or relationship issues. Comparing Acacias attention - manipulative as she could be - to Amanda he realized how childish and hurtful Amanda really was. His expression hardened and he said, quite coldly, "I've had enough of this, Amanda. I think it's probably best for us to say goodbye." He turned away and started across the room to get another beer - he sure needed one! "Jon, wait!" Amanda called, but he just walked away across the room. Amanda realized that things had just changed radically between her and Jon, and that the change was entirely on his side. She realized that she was in a new world - having moved from being a big fish in a small pond to being one more minnow in the ocean - but she was still acting just as she had in high school. At the same time the things Jon had said were so foreign to her, so radically outside her experience, that she blamed him - really his new roommate! - for the change in his behavior. In her emotional turmoil she turned toward the bedrooms where her coat was stashed. She was done for the night - she knew she wasn't going to relax and have a good time anymore. She turned the corner into the hallway and almost bumped into a couple making out in the hallway. "Oh!" she exclaimed, so lost in her own world that she didn't know how to react. Nick turned to see who had interrupted his first kiss with Michelle (that was her name, right? Michelle? Yes, it was Michelle for sure). He saw the blond that Jon had been talking to but she looked upset - in fact, she looked pissed. Ignoring her he turned back and said to the girl in front of him, "How about another kiss Michelle?" The redhead stared at him, then pushed him away and as she walked away she spit over her shoulder, "My name is Melissa, asshole." "Nice move, jerk, " added Amanda with a smirk as she walked toward the bedroom. She'd recognized Jons roommate and his presence at that moment only stoked her anger further. "Hey, don't be like that!" Nick said as he followed her down the hall. "Hey, you're the girl Jon was talking to, right? He's a great guy, isn't he?" This was too much for Amanda and she spun around, fury in her eyes. "He was a great guy when he was my friend in high school! Now he's a different person - and it's all because of you! You're trying to make him into a gay pervert just like you are. Gay guys like you are the worst - you have to chase all the good straight guys like Jon and turn them against the girls they love. You can pretend to like girls all you want, I see the truth!" Nick didn't know how to answer. He had no idea who this girl was other than Jons brief introduction, but it was pretty clear Jon had shared a lot of very personal information about their relationship. "I don't know what Jon told you," Nick hissed, "But you better not run your mouth about something you don't understand..." Amanda interrupted him, blurting "He told me everything! I know he's not gay like you are! I know you're both having sex with the same girl! I know he still loves me, would still do anything for me if it wasn't for you!" Nick knew Jon hadn't had a girlfriend in high school so Amandas furious tirade made perfect sense to him - she had used him like most pretty girls used guys. And now Jon had some self-confidence and realized how he'd been played. But what she said about being gay... and another girl? That meant she knew more... even about Acacia? "Put your money where your mouth is, Amanda!" he challenged her. "Look, Jon and I are good friends - intimate friends - but you have no idea what that means unless you step into his shoes instead of standing high and mighty on your self-righteousness!" "What the hell do you mean, Nick?" she responded, her voice filled with spite. "I know girls like you, Amanda," he responded. "The cheerleaders I didn't fuck in high school were just like you. They were little girls who thought their pretty face and cheerleader skirt let them use and manipulate anyone - and alot of the time that worked. So when it doesn't work anymore - like it doesn't work on Jon anymore - you want to blame someone. Well you better blame yourself! I bet you've never said the word 'fuck' before! I bet you've never watched porn, and most of all, I bet you couldn't even watch a guy get a blowjob- let alone give one - without walking out." Nick couldn't believe he'd launched off on her but he'd developed a fierce loyalty to Jon and knew that this bitch had used him, and used him hard. Amandas teeth ground together so hard her teeth hurt. She recognized the truth to everything Nick had said but she saw the way out. "I could too watch someone have sex! I know you're gay but I bet you wouldn't give Jon a blowjob in front of me!" Nick smiled. She had done just what he hoped she would do. He was no pro like Acacia but she'd played right into his hands. "Ok, prove it. Let's go, right now, let's make it happen." Amanda froze, realizing what she'd just said and what it might mean. Her mind raced, looking for something, anything that would get her out of this situation with some self-respect. But she knew that without doing something, Jon was lost to her. And dammit, she needed him in her life right now. 'Time to start swimming in the ocean' she thought to herself. "You're on!" she said, I'm getting my coat right now." The three walked back to Jon and Nicks room in silence. Jon and Nick walked together talking and laughing with Amanda following three steps behind. She felt so excluded - she had always been, if not the center of attention, at least in the vicinity. To have two guys - two hot guys at that! - acting as if she was a little girl tagging along was almost too much for her ego. But she'd made up her mind to see this through, if only so she could throw it back in Nick and Jons face and walk away with her head held high. Once they were in the room Jon took charge. "You sit there." he coldly said to Amanda, pointing to a hard-backed chair across from the couch. He was far from forgiving her for her selfish manipulation of him in the past. He turned to Nick who was coming from hanging up their coats. He smiled and put his hand on Nicks chest, feeling the warmth of his body, then they leaned together and kissed passionately. Amanda whispered, "That's so gross!" but her eyes were glued to the couple. They broke their kiss and both turned to look at her. "This isn't going to work," Jon said. "We've got to shut her up." "I've got just the thing," Nick said. "You hold her down," and stepped into his room. Jon stepped forward and, thinking quickly, straddled Amandas legs and sat down on her lap, a leg on each side. He reached around her and gripped the back of the chair, trapping her arms. Amanda found herself staring at his chest, feeling his strength and masculinity in his sudden and absolute control of her body. She struggled and kicked, saying, "Let me go, Jon! I'll be quiet, I swear!" She tilted her head back to look at him as she complained. "You'll do what I say, Amanda," he said. Then he leaned his head down and kissed her hard on the lips, aggressively pushing his tongue through her parted lips and kissing her with a strength and passion that reflected his new-found confidence. Amanda was shocked even further. She'd never been kissed like this before, and would never have expected this from nerdy Jon! Most surprising to her was how much she loved it! As she was starting to melt into the kiss she felt Nick grab her wrist and wrap something soft around it. She moaned and tried to pull away but Nick and Jon were too strong for her. Her wrist was fastened somehow to the chair and she was caught. Nick let go with his hand on that side and reached up to put his hand firmly onto her throat and jaw and kissed her even more firmly. Amandas heart thrilled at being touched like this - so different from the hesitant and gentle way Jim had touched her - and her body betrayed her. She felt the thrill of excitement in her 'special place' - she realized she was getting moist 'down there'. Nick quickly finished binding her wrists and ankles to the chair and Jon stood up. Jon grabbed the back of the chair over her shoulders and tilted her back. "You better not kick or squirm, Amanda. If the chair falls over you can't catch yourself. I wouldn't want you to mess up that pretty face!" "Jon, no, let me go!" Amanda insisted despite the thrill she was feeling at her helplessness. "I don't want... mmmpphhhhh!" Her words were cut off as a ball of cloth on a strip of fabric came over her head and was pulled into her mouth. Jon set the chair back down and backed away. Nick tied the ends of the necktie at the back of her head, then stepped back to view his handiwork. He watched as she squirmed and tested her bonds, whimpering through her gag. "Have you ever seen her tits, Jon?" he asked. As Jon shook his head Nick stepped forward behind Amanda, reached down for the hem of her sweater and pulled it up to her armpits, taking the bra with it. Her small, firm breasts bounced slightly and the pink nipples stood out from the dark brown aureole. He reached down and gripped her breasts, his hands weighing the firm flesh, fingers pinching and rolling the firm nipples. Amanda screamed through her gag and tried desperately to block Nicks hands but she was helpless to stop him. Once her breasts were exposed and Nicks hands gripped her breasts she stopped, gasping, feeling the incredible sexual thrill shooting from her nipples directly to her already swollen clit. 'What's happening to me?' she asked herself. 'I can't like this! I need to get away!' But even as she thought this she knew she was more sexually excited than she'd ever felt before. Jon gave a smile and said "Let's get a look at her cunt too." He knelt in front of Amanda and fumbled with the button of her slacks, working around her squirming attempts to avoid his hands. He gripped the waistband of her pants and panties and easily stripped them down over her hips and knees. She hunched and pulled her knees together, trying desperately to hide her nakedness. Jon reached in and grabbed her hips. He jerked her toward him, pulling her butt to the edge of the chair. With her ankles tied, her legs spread and her cunt lips opened inches from Jons face. He could see the glistening moisture on her pussy lips and the swollen bud of her clit and he realized she was turned on - really turned on! Almost in a daze he leaned forward and ran his tongue up her pussy, tasting her musky flavor. As his tongue drug over her clit Amanda involuntarily humped her hips forward into his face, already desperate for sexual release. Her head was tilted forward and in her slumped position she could see her spread pussy and Jons tongue sweeping up and down her slit. She had never been exposed like this - had never watched Jim during the few times she'd allowed him to touch her there. But now, bound, gagged, and manhandled, she found her gaze locked on her pink slit, keening through her gag, desperate for Jons tongue to tickle her clit then gasping and convulsing as he did. Harvard Revelations Ch. 01 Then Jon pursed his lips over her clit and sucked it into his mouth firmly, flicking his tongue at the fully exposed bud of nerves. Amandas back arched and she pulled at her bonds, convulsing into the most incredible orgasm of her young life. She felt Jons hands leave her hips but she couldn't move, laying sprawled on the edge of the chair, her pussy still pulsing with the contractions left over from her orgasm. She looked up to see Jon and Nick kissing deeply, tongues in each others mouth, then Nick licking at the pussy juice that coated Jons face. As her strength and coordination began to return she eased her position on the chair, sitting up a bit, but she was still too turned on to make another attempt at modesty. She sat panting around her gag, wishing desperately that she could reach her pussy with her bound hands. Nick had watched Jons practiced tongue bring Amanda to orgasm from over her shoulder as he squeezed her tits and continued pinching her nipples, pinching even harder as she launched into her orgasm. He could tell she'd forgotten he was even touching her as her hips bucked in her orgasm. 'For being the stuck up little prude Jon described she sure is turned on,' he thought to himself. As Jon stood up from between her legs Nick stepped around the chair and took his face in his hands, kissing him deeply to taste Amandas juice on his lips. One hand reached down and stroked Jons cock through his jeans, feeling the firm thickness he had grown to appreciate. Even as he anticipated having Jon in his mouth he thought about how much he wanted to fuck the hot little blond bitch too. Jon was incredibly excited - he'd dreamed of touching Amanda, fucking her, licking her, for years and now here she was, pussy wet with her juices, sprawled almost naked in front of him. He was going to fuck her so hard she wouldn't wake up until Monday! Nick stepped up to him and kissed him and he returned the attention with passion. Feeling Nicks hand stroking his cock he remembered why they had come here and smiled to himself, welcoming the opportunity to continue putting Amanda in her place. Nick dropped to his knees in front of Jon and unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. Jon put his hand on Nicks head to balance as he lifted one foot after the other to step out of his pants and remove his socks. As Jon stripped his shirt off Nick raised his head and pulled Jons cock into his mouth. As Nicks lips slid down the firm shaft, the slightly soft head stroking over his tongue and into his throat, he looked at Amanda out of the corner of his eye. Her eyes were wide and staring at Jons cock as she continued recovering from her first orgasm. Nick pulled his mouth off Jons cock, making sure to suck hard so it popped obscenely when the head pulled out of his lips. Nick moved closer to Amanda, staying on his knees. He said, "Jon, move over closer to Amanda. I want to make sure she sees what a real blowjob is." Nick had moved next to Amandas leg so Jon moved to her other side so that his cock bobbed just in front of Amanda face. Amanda had rarely had a cock so close to her face - when she had touched Jim like that she had mostly closed her eyes and tried not look at the disgusting thing. But now everything was different. Her eyes were glued to the thick shaft, still glistening with Nicks saliva. Nick reached out and wrapped his hand around the shaft and stroked the skin up and down the shaft. She saw the skin slide back and reveal the pink head with a fat drop of liquid oozing from the tip. She had certainly never seen an uncut cock and wondered at the differences from what little she knew. Nick leaned forward and used his tongue to lap at the precum, then turned and kissed Amandas lips, pushing his tongue in around the gag to spread the taste of Jons precum into her mouth. He turned back, slid the foreskin back and took the head into his mouth again. He pulled back slightly and swiped his tongue around the head. Turning to Amanda he said, "Are you watching, Amanda? Do you see how I'm licking the head and stroking his shaft?" Amanda was watching with rapt attention and nodded slowly as Nick turned back to Jon and sucked his cock back into his mouth. This time he slid his mouth down the shaft to the hand gripping the base, stroking his mouth back and forth. Amanda couldn't believe how thick Jons shaft was and how Nick easily slipped so much into his mouth. The drool built up in Nicks mouth and dripped out over his hand. She could see the swollen veins on his shaft and the wrinkled bag hanging between Jons legs. She remembered being disgusted at the very idea of a boys genitals, but that memory seemed like it belonged to someone else as she somehow loved the idea of being this close to a hard wet mans cock. Her mouth worked over the gag, her own saliva drooling from her lips as she started to wish that Jons cock would be in her mouth, that she could touch the hard shaft and taste the liquid that she could see oozing from the shaft when Nick pulled back and stroked the shaft. She could taste the hint of flavor from when Nick had touched her lips earlier and she wanted more. Her pussy was also demanding attention, attention that she couldn't give it with her bound hands. Nick had put his left hand on Amandas thigh and as he settled in to serving Jons cock he slipped his hand down onto her cunt and stroked his fingers up and down the wet slit. Amanda moaned and pushed her hips forward, trying to spread her legs further to allow more access to her clit. Nick lifted his hand and started spanking her cunt, slapping his hand down on her clit and swollen lips. He started gently but built the intensity quickly while Amanda bucked her hips and whined at the rough attention to her needy clit. Nick pulled back and stroked Nick firmly as he turned to Amanda again. Starting to stroke her cunt again he said, "Have you ever tasted cum before, Amanda? I bet you haven't. I bet you haven't even touched cum before! You're going to touch it tonight, Amanda. Jons going to cum soon, I can feel it starting to happen. He's looking down at your cummy little cunt and he wants to cum too. When he cums, Amanda, I'm going to point his cock at your face and he's going to spray cum all over your face. You'll look just like one of those whores in a porn movie but you're not going to have a choice like they do. You're going to take Jons cum on your face and lips and hair and you're going to love it!" Amanda kept her eyes on Jons cock. Her pussy ached with need from the rough manipulation by Nick, and his firm voice and the disgusting things he was saying inflamed her. Despite her history, despite everything she had thought she wanted from a man she knew that Nick was right. She wanted Jons cum on her face, she loved being helpless, she wanted Nick to rub her clit again! Jon groaned at Nicks words. He put one hand on Nicks head and the other on Amanda as he felt his balls tighten and the tingling signal that he was getting close to cumming. As the cum surged up from his balls he twisted his hips toward Amanda. He gripped her hair with his fingers and pulled her head back, looking down into her eyes as his cock spurted a gob of cum over her cheek and across her right eye, causing her to blink. He was so turned on that jet after jet splashed onto her face, coating her cheeks and lips and nose with glistening pale fluid. Drips of cum oozed into her lips and past her gag. As his spasms faded, Nick used the head of Jons cock to smear the cum around Amandas face, then took the dripping head back into his mouth to clean it off. He watched Amandas face as she moaned and gasped through another orgasm.. Amanda didn't know what to do. In fact she didn't want to do, or think, she just wanted to exist in the intense erotic state that had been forced on her. When Jon pulled her head back she looked into his eyes as he groaned and she felt the hot splash of cum drop onto her face. The smell and feel of cum overwhelmed her - and knowing it was Jons cum somehow felt right, made all the history and hurt that had come between them mean less. The flavor of the cum oozed into her mouth around the gag, then she felt the silky head of his cock smearing the thick liquid over her face. For some reason this was the sensation that finished her descent into her true sexual nature. Knowing that a cock was smearing cum across her slut face gave her an intense thrill that, combined with Nicks continued rough stroking of her clit, sent her into her second orgasm of the night. She moaned and shook and lost herself in the sensation flooding her body from her clit and her bound limbs and, mostly, from the feeling of the cock wetly slapping her cheeks and lips. By this time Nick had a raging erection. Jon stumbled back and sat on the couch, catching his breath. Nick stood and looked at Amanda who was panting, still slumped in the chair, recovering from her own orgasm. He reached behind her and loosened the knot on the gag and pulled it from her mouth. "Thank you, thank you," Amanda gasped out as she worked her sore jaw. She blinked her cum-covered eyes and saw Nicks cock in her face. Released from her sexual prudishness by the intense stimulation and the loss of control represented by her bound limbs, she opened her mouth, leaned forward, and wrapped her lips around the hard cock just as she'd seen Nick do for Jon moments before. She recognized that Nicks cock was slimmer than Jons and was circumcised like Jims had been. She felt Nicks hands twist into her hair and grip her head then his cock started thrusting into her mouth. As it hit the back of her throat she gagged and coughed but she knew she had to keep her teeth away from the stiff shaft. Nick couldn't believe how good Amandas mouth felt. Maybe it was the the experience of being in firm control of her instead of a vanilla blowjob. Maybe it was her apparent enthusiasm for the task. Or maybe all blowjobs felt this good but he hadn't noticed before. Nick didn't care, he just kept thrusting his cock into the moaning, gagging, slobbering mouth of the hot little blond tied to the chair. His cock head bumped into the back of her throat with several inches left so he pulled her head forward and felt the cock go down her throat as her tongue and jaw convulsed from her gagging. Nick knew he wouldn't last much longer and through his lust he thought about how to further humiliate this newly minted cocksucker. She already had a face covered with cum and had been driven to multiple orgasms. She was being facefucked while tied to a chair. He smiled as he thought about a particularly hot scene from some porn he'd watched earlier in the week. Pulling back slightly so just his cockhead was in her mouth he let her recover a bit from having a cock down her throat. He leaned forward and gripped each nipple in his fingers, gripping them firmly but not pinching - yet! "Are you with me, slut?" he whispered to Amanda, who nodded her head and said 'ehh ir' around his cock. "Now you listen to me," as he pinched at her nipples briefly. "When I cum, you hold that cum in your mouth, you hear?" She nodded again. "If you swallow my cum I'll get angry, and if I get angry I'll hurt you!" He punctuated each phrase with another pinch, then he pulled her nipples away from her chest, stretching her tits, then released the nipples as Amanda groaned in pain from the sensation and thrust her face and chest forward, trying to ease the pressure. Nick knew he wouldn't really hurt Amanda but he got a thrill out of making the threat and knew that she couldn't guess what limits he might - or might not - have. Amanda couldn't understand all the sensations and emotions assaulting her. The cock sawing in and out of her mouth, pushing down her throat, gagging her and generating more saliva than she knew could come from her mouth. The mauling of her nipples and the sharp spikes of pain as they were pinched transformed into spikes of pleasure in her pussy. Her arms and legs, still bound to the chair, left her helpless to the abuse. And the flaming need in her cunt to get filled, to cum, to get fucked posessed her. She heard Nicks words and the threat of more pain just made her even more excited and she doubled her efforts to please him, pushing her mouth onto him and trying desperately to use her tongue to stimulate him. Nick groaned, feeling the cum building at the base of his cock, then he gripped her head even tighter, pulled back, and put the head of his cock on her open lips. He spasmed as his cock jetted cum into her open mouth, splashing against the roof of her mouth and puddling on her tongue. She almost gagged at the sensation but controlled her throat and held the cum on her tongue as she'd been instructed, panting through her nose and trying to catch her breath. Nick also had to catch his breath and looked down at Amandas still dripping face, mouth open and filled with cum and saliva. He let go with one hand and tipped her head back, then moved his other hand to her jaw and held it open firmly. "Now gargle, slut. Blow some bubbles for us!." Even in the depths of passion and lust she was experiencing Amanda couldn't believe what he was demanding. She felt the cum slide to the back of her throat and she allowed some air to flow out, hearing and feeling the slimy mess in her mouth bubbling up. The feeling of humiliation flooded over her just as the bubbles of cum spilled out of her mouth and ran over her chin and cheeks. She almost cried out at the intense pleasure the feeling of humiliation gave her and she gave in to the flood of sensation. Nick pulled her head forward and hissed, "Now drool that cum out, bitch!" he steered her head as the bubbly mess of cum and saliva poured over her lower lip and chin and dropped in globs onto her naked breasts, down her stomach, puddled into her belly button and slid over the mound of her pussy and her hard clit. The sensation of the hot fluid sliding over her sweaty skin, the sight of her body covered in the slimy mess, and the taste of cum still coating her mouth was so humiliating she cried out, but when Nick reached down and rubbed the cum roughly over her pussy and clit another orgasm exploded through her body. She shook and moaned against Nicks grip and her hips thrust obscenely, desperately seeking some contact or stimulation to sustain the incredible pleasure flooding her cunt. Nick pulled her head back again and sneered down at her slack face, her eyes unfocused. "Do you still think I'm gay, cumslut? Do you think sucking cock means I don't know what to do with a skanky little bitch like you?" "No... not... oh God! Cumming... too... cum," Amanda moaned, unable to form her thoughts or construct a sentence in the midst of an orgasm even more intense than her last. Nick let go of her head and it lolled over, her body loose and slumped. He turned to Jon who had witnessed her humiliation and said, "Your prissy bitch friend seems to have changed her attitude. You ready to kick her out?" Jon was stroking cock, already hard again from the erotic sight of his high school friend mostly naked and covered in cum. He loved what Nick had just done to her and from her reaction he knew she had loved it also. Amanda had clearly tapped into a new view of her sexuality. "No," he answered, getting up from the couch. "I want to fuck that tight little pussy of hers. After I fill her with cum we can get her out the door." His voice was cold as he wasn't yet ready to forgive Amanda for her years of teasing and manipulation. "Ha!" answered Nick with a laugh. "Hell yes!" He'd actually been teasing Amanda with his cold statement about tossing her out but now that he could see Jon was still angry he was on board. He bent down to untie Amandas ankles from the chair legs. With both ankles free he stripped off her panties and slacks, leaving her naked from the chest down. She was just regaining control of herself as Nick untied her hands and helped her sit up a bit on the chair in the puddle of cum and spit that had dripped from her body. Lifting her arms he stripped her blouse and bra away to leave her fully exposed. Amanda tried to cover her body with her numb hands but Nick slapped them away and pulled her knees apart. "Cumsluts don't hide their bodies, Amanda. You let Jon see what you spent so much time hiding from him." Amanda blushed as she came back toward reality, realizing how far she'd let her lust take her. "No, please, I've... I don't..." Jon interrupted her stammering with a cold voice. "Shut up, whore!" He stepped over to her and grabbed her hair, pulling her off the chair and onto her knees. He pushed her face down on the chair seat and held it down. "Clean up your mess like a good little cumslut. Stick your tongue out!" he instructed her. She tentatively put the tip of her tongue out of her mouth and he scrubbed her lips and tongue over the wet mess on the wooden surface. She whimpered and stuck out her tongue further, lapping and sucking at the slimy puddle. When she had licked over most of the surface he growled, "Now come over here and sit on my cock. If you don't make me cum inside of 10 minutes I'm gonna kick your naked ass into the hallway and let you walk home that way." Amanda was gasping and licking her bruised lips from the experience of licking the chair seat and wondered briefly how her shy, nerdy friend had changed into this cold and commanding man but she could hear that he would follow through on his threat. And despite her sobering up from her orgasm overload her sexual need remained. She wanted a cock - Jons cock - in her cunt. She started to stand up but Jons hand in her hair pushed her down again. "Sluts don't walk, bitch. Crawl over here to the couch." He let go of her and went to sit on the couch. Keeping her eyes on her goal of Jons hard cock she crawled on her hands and knees to the couch and climbed into his lap. She put her hands on Jons shoulder as she straddled his hips, then whimpering as she reached down with one hand to grip his shaft and rubb it over her pussy and clit. She put the head at her cunthole and lowered herself, parting her pussy lips with the head of Jons cock. She moaned as his thick cock spread her cunt and stretched her far more than Jims small dick ever had. Jon reached up as Amanda straddled him and gripped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh and pressing his thumbs on the firm nubs of her nipples. Her skin was sticky with drying cum and he could taste the flavor as he sat up and pulled a nipple into his mouth. As she started lowering herself onto his shaft he moaned with pleasure and twisted his hips to encourage her. He felt her lift and come back down, sliding further down on each stroke until her ass sat firmly on his hips and he could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy at the base of his shaft. "Finally," Amanda thought to herself as her butt contacted Jons hips and she could feel his thick shaft deep in her pussy. Her multiple orgasms while bound to the chair had made her crave a cock in her pussy and now she had it. After recovering from the complete mental overload during her orgasms in the chair she felt an immense clarity as she started humping her hips up and down Jons hard dick. She felt so adult, so centered in her newly discovered sexuality. She looked down at Jons face, eyes closed, sucking at her breast, focused on his own pleasure, and wondered why she hadn't seen him this way before - why she'd ever denied her desire for pleasure. The physical sensations of her cunt fucking up and down his shaft started to take over her consciousness and she gave herself over to the sensation. In the meantime Nick was recovering from his orgasm and watched Amanda settle onto Jons cock and focus on her own pleasure as well as his. He looked at her ass bouncing up and down and got an idea. He went into his room and came back with a bottle of lube and knelt behind her. He slicked two fingers of his right hand with some lube, then grabbed her ass with the left to spread her ass cheeks. Jon felt her react and looked around her to see what Nick was doing. Seeing him focused on her ass he grinned, getting an idea of what he might be thinking. Harvard Revelations Ch. 01 Amanda felt the hand on her ass and twisted to see what Nick was doing. Nick slid his hand up her back and pushed on her shoulder so she laid down on Jons chest, spreading her ass cheeks and exposing the wet cuntlips split by Jons thick shaft. She felt Nicks fingers probe at her ass and squeaked a protest as he slid a finger into her tight pucker. "No! No, Nick, not there...hrrrrrr." Even as she said the words the sensation of her ass being penetrated combined with the stretch of her pussy around Jons thrusting cock to push her back into sensory overload. Nick felt her react to his probing finger so he slipped a second digit into the tight hole and started pushing it in, listening to Amanda groan at the invasion. He pushed his fingers in and out, listening to Amanda panting, "No, No Nick! Not my ass." He ignored her protest and pushed his fingers deeper, making sure her ass was lubricated. The third finger caused her sphincter to spasm to try to keep out the invader but Nick persisted and the fingers slipped in as Amanda began moaning steadily in time with Jons thrusting hips beneath her. Nick pulled his fingers out of her stretched ass and moved behind her and pressed the head of his lubed cock against her puckered asshole. Amanda couldn't figure out how to stop what was happening but at the same time she didn't want it to stop. Jon was continuing to thrust his cock into her cunt and his mouth was kissing and licking her neck and shoulder, sending tingles of sensation to her brain. She didn't want Nicks fingers in her ass but the sensation merged so completely with her full pussy that she didn't want it to stop. Then Nick put more in her ass - it felt huge and her ass felt stretched until he started pushing something else in - was he putting his whole hand in her ass? She cried as the invading digits pushed past her sphincter and painfully stretched the muscles. Finally the invading members left and Amanda relaxed with relief. That feeling lasted until she felt something bump against her ass, moving and sliding as Jon continued his thrusting. She howled when she felt what she realized was Nicks cock spread her asshole and the head popped into her ass. It felt so huge! She was being split apart! Her body couldn't take it - her ass would be ruined. Nick pushed deeper and then started slowly stroking in and out, going deeper into her lubed ass with each stroke. To her amazement the sensations in her ass quickly moved from burning pain to a stretching ache to a pleasant friction. She could feel the two cocks moving and sliding within her body and the sensation was so new and overwhelming that she started humping her hips back against Nick, urging him deeper and wanting him to fuck her ass harder. "Ohhh God, fuck yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my tight little ass!" she almost chanted. She was partly shocked by her words and the pleasure she was feeling. She not only enjoyed sex (her earlier revelation), she loved the sensation and humiliation of being used sexually by strong men. Jon watched and felt as Nick penetrated Amandas ass with his hard cock and couldn't believe it when the horny little bitch lit up like a Christmas tree and started begging to get fucked harder in the ass. He started growling in her ear, saying, "Ohhh fuck yes, slut. You are my little cumslut cheerleader, aren't you? You want all that cock you spent so long teasing. You want your cunt and your ass and your mouth filled with cum. Yeah, god yes, ohhh fuck I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna pump my hard cock into your cunt and fill your tight little twat with my cum." Amanda heard Jons words and they triggered her response. "Yes, oh fucking god yes, I'm your cumslut whore Jon! Fill me with your cum, oh yes, yes, yes... Ugghghhh." Again she launched into an orgasm and her pussy and ass clenched down on the invading cocks, pushing both over the edge into their own orgasms. Jon and Nick felt each other cumming, loving the throbbing pulse against each other within Amandas tight holes. The three of them froze, each in their own world of pleasure, for seconds, then their voices exploded in groans of orgasmic delight. Nick recovered first and slipped his cock out of Amanda ass. He looked down to see her asshole gaping open, then tightening into a rosebud only to gape open again with a drool of cum sliding out. Jon pushed Amanda back and she was unresponsive enough to collapse onto the floor next to her wadded up clothes, panting and sweating and coming down off her cum. Jon took a deep breath. He was ready for the next part, something he'd learned from Acacia. Kicking Amandas hip to get her attention he growled at her, "Get up, whore. Get dressed and get the fuck out of here." Amanda looked at Jon with an amazed expression. She wasn't sure she could stand up, let alone get dressed and leave. But one look at Jons face and she knew this, like the rest, was a serious order. She was certain he would throw her out so she scrambled to pull her clothes to her and started trying to dress. Jon reached down as she picked up her bra and said "You don't need this, or these," as he grabbed her panties. Amanda pulled her sweater on, hardly noticing it was inside out. She pulled her slacks on as Jon stood up. As she struggled to button her slacks he grabbed her coat with one hand and her arm with the other and pulled her toward the door. Nick picked up her shoes and followed. The door opened and Amanda found herself in the hallway with unbuttoned slacks and barefoot. She finished buttoning her pants when her shoes scattered into the hall and her coat floated past her onto the floor. Her shame was complete as she timidly asked "Call me?" as the door slammed in her face. Putting on her shoes she walked down the hall in a daze, barely aware that at least there was no one else in sight. As she walked to the stairs she realized her clothes were sticking to her cum covered skin and more cum was starting to drool out of her cunt and ass. Without underwear to absorb it, it was running down her legs and soaking her slacks, feeling incredibly itchy and uncomfortable. She pulled on her coat as she walked out the door into the cold air and, head down to avoid seeing anyone she might know. She walked as quickly as her shaky legs would take her back to her housing unit. Her building was a bit more modern and had an elevator to take her to the fifth floor suite she shared with two roommates. She expected those girls were still at the party or out with other boys so maybe she'd avoid seeing anyone until she'd had a chance to clean up and think about what had just happened to her. Her head was still bowed down as the elevator doors started closing so it was only the sound of laughter and running feet that warned her that her privacy was interrupted. Two laughing girls pushed the half closed doors open and piled into the elevator, glancing at the shy girl hunched in the corner as the doors closed. The slow elevator started up when one of the two girls smirked and said in an mocking tone, "I guess someone had a good time tonight." Amanda was shocked by the words and looked up to find both girls staring at her. She realized what she looked like - sweater inside out, hair messed, makeup smeared, skin shiny with dried cum, smelling like sex. She blushed and put her head back down, feeling her pussy dampen again and her clit tingle. 'Why am I turned on?' she wondered at herself. The door opened at the fourth floor and the girl who had spoken earlier said, "You're coming with us, slut!" and grabbed Amandas arm and pulled her out of the elevator. ----------------------------------------------- Authors Note: Part two of this story will follow Amandas adventures with the elevator girls as well as what Jon and Nick do after Amanda has left. Tune in to see what's going to happen next! Harvard Revelations Ch. 02 Authors Note: The two male characters in this story started in "Welcome to Harvard" which establishes their relationship. This two-part story is intended to stand alone but if you want background on them or the character Acacia who is mentioned but not met in this series then please enjoy that story before this one. These character do have sexual contact so if you can't handle m-m or f-f sex (you prude!) then please skip my stories and move on. I decided to write this part of the story when I finished writing the first part which was intended to be complete and stand-alone. I realized I'd left Amanda in a deliciously vulnerable position and she deserved some more challenging of her boundaries before she was done for the evening. In addition, the first part stretches Jon and Marks wings a bit and they'll have some opportunity to process the events of Part 1. As such this part doesn't stand alone and you should read part one first. ------------------------------------------------- Mary and Nicole had been out having some wine at a local club. While they were underage, Mary's confidence and mature look always got them served, at least at some places. As usual, they were commenting to each other about the men in the club and flirting with a few. Neither was serious about getting laid by a man tonight, though, and Nicole was looking forward to getting back to their room. She knew Mary would expect sex tonight and she looked forward to it. After leaving the club the two girls continued flirting and teasing, now with each other. The sexual tension was rising and by the time they got to their lobby they were laughing and running to get home. The elevator doors were just closing but Mary caught them and pushed them open. they piled into the elevator, glancing at the shy girl hunched in the corner as the doors closed. The doors closed and the slow elevator started up while Nicole pushed the button for the fourth floor, seeing that five was pushed already. The door was barely closed when Mary smelled the unmistakable odor of sex - a mix of sweat, semen, and wet pussy. She glanced at Nicole who had clearly noticed it as well and both of them turned to look at the girl hunched in the corner. She was dressed in very preppy clothes but they were rumpled and stained and... "Holy shit," Mary thought, "Her crotch is soaking wet!" Her face was looking down at the elevator floor but Mary could see that her hair was mussed and her makeup was smeared. As she continued to take in the sight she realized that her expensive sweater was on inside-out as well. Clearly this girl had just come from some kind of marathon fuck session. You wouldn't know how kinky this girl clearly was from looking at her conservative clothes. Mary couldn't help herself - she grinned with her lopsided smile and said in an mocking tone, "I guess someone had a good time tonight." Amanda was shocked by the words and looked up to find both girls staring at her. She realized what she looked like - sweater inside out, hair messed, makeup smeared, skin shiny with dried cum, smelling like sex. She blushed and put her head back down, feeling her pussy dampen again and her clit tingle. 'Why am I turned on?' she wondered. Mary considered the possibilities as the elevator continued its travel. The submissive reaction to her words and this sluts appearance gave her already excited libido another jolt and she could feel her clit swell. Impulsively (which was normal for her) she made a decision. She wanted to find out what was going on with this little girl! The door opened at the fourth floor and Mary spoke in a firm voice, "You're coming with us, slut!" and grabbed the girls arm to pull her out of the elevator. Amanda wasn't expecting this. The tug on her arm pulled her off balance and she stumbled out of the elevator. The other girl followed behind them as the larger girl drug the stumbling Amanda down the hall. They stopped next to a doorway and her captor said "Get the door, Nicky." Nicole had never cared for the diminutive form of her name but she had long ago given up trying to get Mary to change. Mary had called her Nicky the moment they'd met at the start of their Sophomore year as new roommates and hadn't stopped since. She opened the door and stepped through, shutting it firmly and locking it after Mary and the slut walked through. Mary pulled the slutty girl over to a hard, straighbacked chair across from a couch and pushed her toward it. "Sit down, slut! I want to hear about your night. It looks like someone had a good time with you." This was all too much for Amanda. She had left Jon and Nicks room only a few minutes before and now she was sitting on another chair just like the one she had been tied to there, being bossed by someone just like Jon had, and she still didn't understand why she had gotten so excited earlier and why she was thrilled by this big girls bossy voice and aggressive attitude. Hunching into herself, her face in her hands she started sobbing uncontrollably, gasping for breath and trying to hide from these new tormentors. Nicole gave Mary a stern look and stepped over to the seated girl. Still standing she pulled the girls head to her firm stomach and comforted her by running her hands over her head. She almost pulled away when she touched the drying cum streaks but she stayed with her, trying to calm her down. "There, there," she murmured, "You're ok now. We'll keep you safe. Tell mama Nicole all about it." It took a few minutes for the soothing attention to calm Amanda down but eventually she gained control of her breathing and the slim black girl who was soothing her handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes and clear her nose. Mary picked up her questioning again, but with a much more gentle tone since the firm approach seemed to have been too much for the little slut. "What's your name, honey?" "Amanda. I'm a freshman. I live on..." "Yes, yes, on the fifth floor," Mary interrupted. "I saw the button lit up. Now how did you get into this condition - what happened to you?" Amanda took a deep breath. She didn't know what to do. She was intimidated by this aggressive woman, but the other girl seemed so sweet. She really wanted to go back to her room, shower for about two days, then curl up on her bed and die of embarrassment about her behavior and what was done to her by Jon and Nick. "I... I... don't want to say. Please, let me leave and go upstairs. I really just need to clean up and think." She didn't consider why she felt she had to ask permission from these girls. Nicole took over since Mary wasn't getting anywhere. From the look of her and her reaction she thought the girl may have been raped. But that didn't explain the still obvious smell of female cum that she carried. Putting her hands on the girls cheeks she lifted her face up to look in her eyes. 'Oh God, her face is covered with dried cum!' she thought to herself. "Oh sweetie, don't go hide away. Someone who's been through what you have, they have to talk it out." Amanda considered what the girl said. 'Nicole,' she thought. 'She called herself Nicole.' "Nicole, I... can't. It was with Jon... and I was angry... and they... they..." trying to say it out loud just brought all the emotions forward again and she dropped her head and sobbed into her hands again. Nicole took a deep breath herself and glanced over at Mary. She had learned her roommates moods and she could tell Mary wasn't going to let this go. She also knew that she'd have a better chance of getting the story out than Mary so she tried again. "You were angry at your friend? And he did this to you?" Having started the flow of words Amanda found it easier to continue. She again took a deep breath and sat up. Dabbing her eyes she started talking more steadily but the words quickly turned into a flood. "I saw Jon and his roommate at a party. Jon... got mad at me, then Nick said I was too immature to watch them have sex. And... and then we went to their room, and I got so excited, but I was tied down, and I came so many times, and then I was on Jon, and then... Nick went... in there," as she pointed toward the seat of the chair. "And all of a sudden it was over and I was dirty and they pushed me into the hallway and... and..." she started crying all over again. Nicole and Mary gaped at the little girl perched on the chair, covered in cum and telling them of a night of kink so wild that she couldn't even put the events together yet. Mary picked up the pieces. "You were tied down, but you liked it?" Amanda nodded thru her tears. "Jon licked me... down there... and it felt so good, and then Jon came on my face after Nick sucked him, and it felt so good, but so wrong. Do you know what I mean?" Mary smiled, "Of course I know, baby. Oh, sometime I just love the feel of hot cum on my face. It's such an amazing feeling I can get wet just thinking about it." Now it was Amandas turn to be shocked. How could this girl know that? She must have done it, maybe done it alot! "I... I did. It made me feel so dirty, but that felt good! And I was so turned on, and Nick was rubbing my clit... Oh! He spanked my pussy soooo hard! And he rubbed it and I came again. I... don't remember for a few minutes, but suddenly I was untied and Jon was pushing my face down to lick up the chair, and that felt so dirty too! Oh God... you must think I'm gross!" she finished and hid her face in her hands again. Nicole was feeling a thrill as the words tumbled out of the girls mouth. These "Jon and Nick" guys sounded pretty damn hot! "No, honey, you're not gross! That sounds like you had amazing sex with two hot guys! Sounds like they were maybe a bit rough, but I guess you like it that way?" Amanda couldn't help nodding, "I... I guess I do. I never... you know, did anything like that before..." Mary continued the questioning. "So after that was when you were on Jon?" she prompted. Amanda nodded again. "Yeah. He... he made me crawl to him, then I got on his lap, and... oh God, he was so thick! It stretched me soooo hard. But I loved it! But then Nick, he started putting his fingers, well, into my butt. And it tickled so good, but then it hurt, and then he put his... his..." Mary finished her sentence. "He put his dick in your ass? At the same time? My God girl, you had a DP? How did it feel?" Amanda had no idea what DP meant, but she answered anyway. "Yes, at the same time. And it hurt sooo bad at first, but then it felt good, and I could feel both of them together, and they were so big, and I came, and we all came, and..." she paused because recalling all this, talking with these girls who asked such direct questions and didn't seem at all shocked, it turned her on all over again. She could feel her little pussy lips sliding wetly against each other when she squirmed on the hard seat of the chair. "...and that's when they pushed me out of the room and I walked home." Mary was both shocked and happy. It seems she'd stumbled onto some people who might like kinky sex as much as she did. And she had found this newly minted cumslut. Her intuition in the elevator was certainly turning out to be correct although she hadn't realized this was the little sluts first time. Looking at her she imagined her without the mess and she could see what had probably been an uptight cheerleader type before this happened to her. Mary knew she had to be careful here. She could tell from her squirming that this little slut was turned on again, but if she was too direct she'd just start bawling again and they'd be back to square one. "They tied you up, right?" Amanda nodded. "Let me see where, baby. That can be dangerous and I want to make sure they didn't hurt you." Amanda understood this and held out her arms to show Mary her wrists. "Oh, yeah, I see," Mary said as she gently rubbed the lightly bruised wrists. It looked as though she'd done more damage pulling at the bindings than anything the men had done. "Anywhere else?" she asked. Amanda lifted one leg - 'Oooohhhh, that felt good' she thought as her wet pussy squished in her crotch. She couldn't tell for sure but she thought maybe some more of Jons cum had leaked out of her. Mary looked at the tights on what she could see of her legs. 'Probably knee highs' she thought. 'Well, it's worth a try.' "I can't see the skin, dear. Let's take off your pants so we can pull off these tights." Amanda froze. "I... No... I don't... have any underwear!" she finally blurted out. Mary was ready for an objection although she didn't really expect that one. "It's ok, honey! It's just us girls here - there's nothing to hide from us. And anyway, I need to see your... you know... privates to make sure they didn't hurt you there. Or do you want to go to the medical clinic?" Normally she would never be so hesitant about calling a cunt a cunt but she knew she had to tread lightly. "No! Not the clinic, no!" Amanda answered. There was no way she was going there, not in the state she was in. She was starting to get more relaxed around the big girl who had been so scary at first but seemed a lot nicer now. "I... I guess that would be alright but, well, it's kind of gross right now because... they pushed me out... and it's, well, leaking. Can I use a towel?" With those words she stood and started unbuttoning her slacks. Nicole went to wet a washrag in the bathroom and bring it back to the girl. As she was going she said "What's your name honey? We can't just call you honey all the time." Amanda was busy trying to gently release the slacks from her sensitive inner thighs where dried cum had stuck the cloth to her skin. She realized she'd also been right about the oozing, there was fresh cum on her pussy lips and a glob was dripping down one thigh. "I'm Amanda. Amanda Neumann. "Ok Amanda. I'm Nicole Jones and this is Mary Shakowski. Our other roommate, Nancy, isn't here tonight - in fact she's not here most of the time. "Hi Nicole, Hi Mary. It's really nice to meet you. I was... scared at first, but you've both been really nice to me." Mary took the warm washcloth from Nicky before she could hand it to Amanda. "Let me do it Amanda. I'll be really gentle and it'll let me check that you didn't get hurt. That's it, spread your legs so I can see." Mary knelt between Amandas legs and did gently wipe the cum from her upper thighs and started swabbing her swollen pussy. As she rubbed she could see Amandas clit was swollen and her inner lips were wet. She pushed the towel between the outer lips and swabbed the inner, eliciting a whimper from Amanda. "Oh, did that hurt?" Amanda didn't want to answer. It hadn't hurt - it had felt good! - but she didn't want to say that to her new friend. "Uhhh... just for a second, it's ok, you can keep doing that." Mary looked back down and smiled to herself again, 'this is almost too easy,' she thought to herself. She continued cleaning and "examining" the swollen little puss in front of her. She "accidentally" brushed against Amandas clit several times, sometimes getting a whimper or twitch for her trouble. While this was going on Nicole had stepped behind Amanda and was touching and rubbing her shoulders, trying to release the hard muscles. "Oh, honey, your sweater is inside out. Let's get it off you so I can rub your shoulders, then you can turn it the right way." Amanda was feeling so relaxed and comfortable she didn't really think about what that might mean. She raised her arms and let Nicole pul her sweater up over her head. Her small breasts bobbed as the sweater pulled over them and her nipples hardened from the stimulation to her pussy and the cool air. Nicole felt like she'd hit the jackpot. She had a particular fetish for breasts and Amandas were just about the nicest pair of tits she'd seen. She put her hands on Amandas shoulders and after rubbing them for a few moments she slid them down over her chest. "Oh, Amanda, did they bruise your beautiful breasts? Let me take a look at them." She ran her hands gently over the soft globes, poking and prodding softly as if she was examining them. She gently took the nipples into her fingers and very gently rolled them. "Did they pinch your nipples? Are they sore?" Amanda was distracted by the continuing attention to her pussy so she didn't immediately react to Nicoles attention to her breasts but when the fingers stimulated her nipples the sensation went to her clit and she moaned before she could stifle it. Rather than trying to capitalize on that minor slip Mary decided to take a different tack. "Ok Amanda, I think your pussy is going to be fine. Now turn around so I can check your bottom." Amanda groaned inside when Mary pulled her hand away from her pussy. As much as she didn't want to display herself or her growing lust, the rubbing of her pussy lips and brushing of her clit was really pleasant. She stood up and, not sure of what to do, looking at Mary. "Turn around, that's it, now kneel on the chair and bend over. Uh huh, that's right, stick your bottom out so that I can see it. Amanda had followed the instructions and if she hadn't been so turned on already there was no way she would have displayed her bottom to these girls. Mary started washing and scrubbing at her bottom, still amazed at the amount of cum that seemed to be coating this girls crotch. "I'm sorry, Amanda, this may hurt, but I have to check, well, inside a little. Amanda let out a little sob of humiliation at this but nodded her head. She wondered if Marys touch would feel as good as Nicks had earlier. Mary rubbed the tip of her finger around the puckered hole. Of course she didn't need to check anything but she was curious to see how this slut would react to the probing of her ass. She licked her index finger to lubricate it and slipped it firmly in past the sphincter. This time Amanda couldn't stop the groan, but it was of pain. The new invader to her raw asshole burned as it pushed in. Just as she was going to beg Mary to pull it out she heard the door rattle. All three girls turned their heads to the door as it opened revealing a bookish looking girl carrying a backpack. The new girl took in the scene before her. A naked girl she didn't know was kneeling on the chair, sticking her ass out. Behind that ass with - really? - one finger pushed in was Mary. Nicole was at the girls head, her hands on the girls shoulder. "Can't you perverts keep that stuff in the bedroom? What if Roger had been with me!" Nancy walked across the room and went into her own bedroom and slammed the door. Amanda was mortified! As if waking from a dream she realized what this looked like - what she was doing! She started to pull away and stand up but Nicoles hands suddenly became firm on her shoulders and pressed her neck down onto the back of the chair. And Mary did something - crooked her finger and put her thumb into her pussy, pinching the two together to hold her in place. "Arrgggh! Stop! Please stop! I thought you were nice. I thought you were helping me!" Mary laughed, her need to seduce this little slut now finished. "I am helping myself Amanda. I'm going to help myself to a nice serving of pie!" Gripping Amandas taint tightly between her thumb and finger she grabbed her hair with the other. She pulled the girl backwards off the chair and then made her walk, bent almost double, toward one of the bedroom doors. Amanda couldn't stand up due to the grip Mary had on her. She let herself be pushed into the room and walked to the bed. Mary pushed her onto the bed and turned her to lie face up on the covers, her taint still held in a tight grip. "Nicky, get undressed and sit on our little sluts face. That'll hold her down until I'm ready." Nicole was already stripping and easily pushed Amanda hands down on the mattress and positioned her legs over Amandas arms. This placed her already wet pussy in front of Amandas face. "I'm ready," she called. "You can let her go." With that she slid her hips forward and planted her spread cunt on Amandas tightly closed lips. Harvard Revelations Ch. 02 Amanda was still in shock about the seemingly instant shift in the girls behavior and her situation. First there was the humiliation of being walked in on while naked - and the other girl (Nancy something, she recalled) thought she was part of some sex act. 'Which I guess was exactly what it was,' she thought to herself. As Nicole was climbing onto her she desperately tried to push her away but her position and having her hips pinned down kept her from getting any leverage. Her eyes crossed as she tried to look at Nicoles pussy, then let her eyes roll up the body hunched over her to Nicoles face. Then Nicole pressed her pussy down and sat on her tightly closed lips. She kept her jaw clamped shut as there was no way she was going to touch another girls pussy - she wasn't gay! Nicole smiled down at the still twisting girl below her. "No, No, No! Cute little cumsluts like you don't go home until they get some of my cum first." Nicole reached down and pinched Amandas nose shut and ground her pussy up and down, smearing Amandas face with her already leaking juices. Amanda tried desperately to push Nicole off or at least get a breath without opening her lips to the disgusting flesh pressing down on them. Finally her resistance was overwhelmed and she had to open her mouth wide to gasp breaths whenever Nicole moved enough to uncover her mouth. Nicoles taste flooded into her mouth and she discovered it wasn't disgusting at all. She didn't necessarily want it, but it tasted very... sexy. She remembered the taste of Jons semen and it wasn't the same as this, but it had similar flavors. She tentatively pushed her tongue out to lick against the flesh of Nicoles pussy lips as the sawed back and forth over her mouth and the taste intensified. Nicole sighed as Amandas mouth opened and her tongue peeked out. She adjusted her humping of the girls face to work her clit down to get some attention, then rocked back up. She reached back and gripped Amandas nipples and tugged at them to get her attention, then said "I want you to fuck my cunt with your tongue, slut. Do you hear me, fuck it in there!" She punctuated the orders with tugs on the nipples and when Amandas tongue didn't slide into her she pulled hard and long on the nubs until the wiggling flesh pushed up into her. Sighing with pleasure she held tension on the nipples for a beat longer, then let them slip through her pinching fingertips. Amanda was frantically licking at the pussy pressing down on her, desperate to prevent another round of torture to her poor nipples. She was very sensitive there and couldn't handle that amount of pain. Like all her experiences earlier with Jon and Nick, pleasing a pussy was entirely new to her. She never really explored her own pussy since she considered it "gross" and only rubbed at her clit enough to get a little orgasm. Until earlier tonight she'd thought that was what an orgasm was and couldn't understand the big deal some people made out of it. Now she had experienced truly exciting and overwhelming sex but hadn't processed it at all - she was just reacting to events as they happened and didn't yet know what they would mean in her life. Suddenly she felt the bed shift near her feet and she knew Mary was back. With Nicole on top of her she couldn't see and could barely hear anything so she jumped when she felt hands pushing he thighs apart. She considered trying to fight Mary but knew she would fail and was certain there would be more pain involved in her submission. Opening her eyes again (she had squeezed them shut when her nipples were pulled) she looked up at Nicoles body hunched over her. She watched as her feet and ankles came into view and Nicole grabbed them and held them, lifting Amandas hips and exposing her sex completely. Suddenly she felt a tongue on her slit and moaned into Nicoles cunt at the attention to her now aching clit. She wondered briefly at her need - she'd had more sex tonight than she'd had in three months and all she could seem to think of was getting another orgasm! The action of Marys tongue was so different from Jons earlier attention that if felt like something completely different - not a tongue at all. Jon had been direct and aggressive, stimulating her lips and clit directly, not trying to build up anything, just working to drive her to an orgasm. Marys contact, in contrast, seemed to be dancing touches and kisses and licks and who-knows-what across her whole lower body. This was such an extreme contrast to Jons rough attention - and to what Nicole was demanding of her - that she started to focus on it just to find some comfort. Nicole had felt Marys tongue on her many times so she knew what Amanda was being exposed to. She still wanted her orgasm but she was close anyway so she let go of one ankle and reached her hand down and frantically rubbed her clit right in front of Amandas nose, feeling the flood of juice in her cunt as her orgasm peaked. After letting the slut lick up her juice she scooted back a bit and looked down at the shiny face below her. "Now are you going to play nice? No fighting back and running away?" Amanda couldn't believe what she was feeling. Her pussy was slowly becoming the center of a fiery need for stimulation that she hadn't experienced before. She thought Jon and Nick had excited her but this was something new. She watched as Nicole brought a hand down toward her face. 'Not the nose! Not the nose! Please not the nose again,' she almost screamed. Instead the fingers started rubbing Nicoles clit and suddenly her mouth was flooded with juice as Nicole spasmed on her face. As she scooted back onto her chest Amanda gave great gulping gasps of air, trying to get ahead of the breathless stimulation coming from her pussy. "Yes, yes, I'll be nice. I'll play nice." and Nicole twisted off of her. Amanda grabbed her own ankles to ease the pull on her hip muscles and pulled herself into a curve so she could observe Marys attention to her clit. Marys hands and mouth danced over her flesh, touching here, prodding there, slipping into her slit, then quickly touching her clit. She watched with rapt attention, each moment feeling that she couldn't get more turned on but then the level of her lust would rise again. Then Mary reached into her pussy with two fingers and started pushing at her from inside. At first Amanda didn't feel anything, then she felt a tightening and pulsing deep inside her. She was thrashing and twisting but was desperate for release so held on and let Mary keep doing what she was doing. Suddenly the urge to pee became overwhelming and she tried to speak, to warn Mary to stop. "No! Stop! I'm... gotta pee!" Mary lifted her head but didn't slow her stimulation inside Amandas pussy. "No baby, it's ok, ride with it, let it go." Amanda didn't know what to do or think. The sensation in her pussy was indescribable. Her muscles were spasming and flexing. She could feel her clit but somehow it wasn't involved in this. And the overwhelming feeling of needing to release her bladder was overpowering. Suddenly it was as if a rubber band snapped and she was in the hardest orgasm she could imagine - no, harder. Her legs snapped down to the mattress, almost kicking Mary. Her hips thrust into the air and Marys hand left her vagina. Her stomach and vagina muscles pulsed with contractions that forced her to release what she thought was urine all over Mary, and her legs and the bed. Suddenly the tension was gone from her body and she collapsed, her abdominal muscles quivering and pulsing. She even felt one more weak pulse of fluid leave her crotch. "Oh God, oh God, oh, oh, oh." she panted. Amanda was mortified that she'd peed during sex and started to cover her face and roll aside, afraid of rejection by this woman who had given her such an amazing experience. Mary could see what was happening and had seen it many times before after women experienced their first G-Spot orgasm. She moved up to lay beside Amanda, still covered in her spray, and Nicole lay on her other side. "It's ok baby, it's ok," Mary comforted her. "No!" Amanda moaned into her hands. "I can't... I didn't mean to... to... pee." "Oh honey, you didn't pee!" Mary assured her. "Look at me baby, turn this way. Do you see your spray on me? On my face and chest and belly?" Amanda nodded, eyes wide and looking at Mary. "Does it smell like pee?" Amanda shook her head. "No honey, it's not. That kind of orgasm, it feels like pee to you, but it's not. In porn they call it squirting and it's when you orgasm from inside instead of from your clit. Wasn't it different from your other orgasms?" Amanda nodded again. "See baby, I know how to make you happy. I know you were scared tonight, but you see now that Nicky and I won't hurt you, right?" Amanda nodded again, a slight smile on her quivering lips. Suddenly the dam burst for Amanda and all the emotional overload of the evening burst out of her and she started sobbing again, but this time in relief. Mary and Nicole knew she had to let this out so they lay with her, holding her and loving her as she wept and then, exhausted, fell deeply asleep. Hours later Amanda awoke in a strange room, cuddled next to another woman. She felt like she had a hangover but knew that she hadn't drunk that much. Laying there, staying still and silent, she thought through what had happened to her and remembered how she had gotten here. This time she didn't cry. She knew now what Nick had been trying to say to her at the party. She was fully a woman now, no longer a child. She carefully extricated herself from the others - Marys - grasp, careful not to wake her. She quietly found her slacks and sweater and coat and shoes and silently slipped out the door. Mary watched her go, staying still on the bed, and smiled broadly after she left. ------------------------------------------------- Jon and Nick turned to look at each other after they slammed the door on the cumsoaked little priss Amanda and had to stifle their laughter when the heard her plaintive "Call me?" from outside the door. The went back to the couch and pulled on their underwear so they wouldn't stain the furniture. The room smelled of sex and the chair Amanda had used was shiny with dried cum. Nick got up and asked, "Hey, want a cold beer?" When Jon nodded he pulled two out of the small fridge and sat back down. "Hey, Jon, do you want to talk about any of this? I mean, Amanda is an old friend and what we did is going to change that." "She changed it already, Nick. You only got the short version, but you've got to understand that I did anything and everything for that girl for almost two years in high school. Part of me did it because I was a nice guy and a classmate, but most of it was because she was so damn hot and I thought maybe she'd notice that I was a nice, smart guy and want to date me." He gave a derisive snort at his own naivete. "She played that side of me so hard, with me thinking she just didn't know how I felt. When she slipped at the party tonight and I realized what a chump I'd been I changed. Really, I wrote her off. What happened afterwards was a bonus but the damage was done. In fact, I don't want to call her by name any more. Let's just call her slut if we see her." Nick was quiet for a minute and then mused, "I wonder if Acacia would be interested in Amanda?" Jon took a sip of his beer and considered Jons comment. "Well, so far she's only shown interest in our cocks, but I'd have a hard time believing she'd kick Aman... I mean, the slut out, particularly since she seems to be such an obedient little thing ones she's fired up. I'll send her an email and tell her about what happened and ask if she wants us to bring the slut next time." Nick got a thrill when he considered what would happen if this came true. "Wow, think of how hot that would be! Can't you see A... the slut on her knees licking Acacia's pussy? Man, I'd love to plow her tight cunt while she's doing that." "Whoah, boy, slow down." Jon warned. Pointing at Nicks crotch he said, "First of all, put that sword away." Nick grinned and shifted his cock so it wasn't hanging out the leg of his boxer briefs. "Second, you know how Acacia is about running the show and getting all the good cock. I'm not sure if that slut would touch much cock in her presence." "Oh come on," Nick countered. "I've been getting alot of your good cock when we're with her." With this comment he reached over and stroked over the bulge in Jons underwear. Jon twisted his hips a little at the feel of the contact but sighed at Nicks misreading of the situation. "That's not the same, Nick. Acacia gets turned on when two boys fuck in front of her. I don't think she'd get the same thrill from watching little miss slutty take a cock. But who knows, Acacia is her own woman and I'm sure she'll think of something amazing to do with her." Nick hadn't stopped rubbing Jons cock and it was starting to respond. "Aren't you ever satisfied, Nick?" Jon asked with a grin. "Nope. And besides, I let the slut get all your cum earlier. I want a chance to keep some for myself." Nick rolled off the couch to settle between Jons legs and Jon slouched down so he'd have better access. Nick pulled Jons hard cock out of his shorts and stroked it easily up and down, letting the stimulation stiffen the shaft and inflate the head. "Mmmmm, nice," Jon responded. "Hey, the sluts pussy was so tight it was incredible. What was her asshole like?" Both Nick and Jon had had anal sex with each other at Acacias direction so they had something to compare their experience to. Nick was licking Jons shaft up and down and mumbled out his response as he continued. "Ahhh, yeah, tight ass. Almost pushed me out when I went in. But she opened up fast and really got into it. And hey!" looking up at Jon, "I loved feeling your cock sliding against mine! We've got to do that again!" With that he went back to Jons cock and slipped the head through his lips. He tasted female scent on the shaft and knew it was the remains of Aman... whoops, the sluts cunt. Jon moaned with sensation. His cock was a bit raw from the hard usage earlier in the night but Nicks mouth felt great and he knew he'd blow another load soon, particularly as he imagined Acacia standing in her family room, tall boots and amazing lingerie in place, with Aman... the slut kneeling on the floor facing her. His mind started spinning fantasies about his old crush that got his cock harder and closer to the edge. "Hey man, he rasped, "Do you need a cum? Get over here so I can at least jerk you." "No, I'm good Jon. I just want to taste you before bed." Jon sat back again and thought again about Acacias olive skin and imagined the sluts blond hair buried in her crotch, licking her clit. Maybe his cock would be fucking Acacia and she'd make the slut into her cum dump and make her eat it out. "Nnngggghhhh," he groaned as the image helped trigger his final orgasm of the night. Nick lapped up the last of Jons cum and went off to take a shower while Jon sat down at his computer and wrote a careful email to Acacia describing what they had experienced and asking what to do next. ------------------------------------------------- Authors Note: I've left lots of threads in these stories that may be followed into new stories over time. I'm not going to write these as a single series, and some threads may never be followed, but if you've got an interest or idea about where to take a particular thread please message me or leave it in the comments. I do read the comments and take the constructive ones seriously! I plan on tying the story titles together with "Harvard" in the title, but let's see how that goes over time. And finally, now that I'm writing these stories rather than just reading them, I'd ask that you please rate and comment after reading. Until I wrote a story I really didn't appreciate how important that feedback is.