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Brenda and Connie Ch. 01

By: Bodington



When Brenda Porter was six years old, she was taking ballet lessons. One day when her mother was driving her home after a dance session they collided with another motor vehicle. In the accident only Brenda was injured. She did not suffer any broken bones but her face was severely disfigured. The plastic surgeons did what they could to restore her face to normal but the scars from the surgeries doomed Brenda to a permanent repulsive visage.

As Brenda was growing up and her sex drive kicked into gear she was frustrated in not being able to attract a boyfriend. It was so unfair she thought because if it were not for that accident she would have been gorgeous and a true sexpot. After all, her mother was still a knockout as her father was continually being annoyed at the amount of men consistently hitting on her. As for Brenda's older sister, Linda, she became so good looking that she never lacked a boyfriend. She attracted males like flies to honey.

What was especially annoying to Brenda was that her body had developed into the quintessence of female pulchritude. By the time she was a senior in high school her breasts had formed to double D size cup and just slightly larger in proportion to the rest of her body. Her nipples were outrageously large and delectable surrounded by a large areola area of an usually exciting shade of reddish brown color. The contrast between her dark areola to her pale skin would make any man's mouth drool just looking at it. She knew most boys would kill to have their girlfriends' tits be as good as hers.

Brenda's ass was superbly round and alluring to any man who fancies female derriere. As to her vagina a more perfect one could not be imagined or desired. Her slit formed a classic camel toe appearance and her natural color red made her pubic hair especially exciting. Finally to top off her attractions Brenda possessed a very sexy sultry voice.

Alas no male got to see Brenda's magnificent bod. As her face was hard to look at no one in high school paid the slightest bit of attention to her. Brenda studied hard in school with the philosophy that if she could not attract the studs and/or the jocks perhaps she could capture a nerd. But to no avail as even the nerds, sex deprived as they were, would not give Brenda the time of day.

Consequently when Brenda had graduated from high school and was to enter college she was still a virgin. She had not had even a date with any boy. Heck she had not even kissed a boy. Brenda was starting to despair that the only sex she was going to enjoy was her hand and any artificial sex toys she would purchase. Or alternatively Brenda started wondering if her periodical viewing of pornography on the internet was the only sex she was ever going to see.

As Brenda's grades were outstanding she had won a fully paid academic scholarship to Michigan State University in East Lansing. Brenda knew there would be lots of hotties on campus to compete against but perhaps there was at least some sex starved freshmen who otherwise could not get any girls and thus would have to settle on her.

It galled Brenda to realize that she could not have any hope for a stud but she was sanguine enough to know that she was in no position to be particular. Besides she reasoned even a nerd who could not otherwise attract a female could have a magnificent cock that could drive any woman up the wall. So as she arrived at her dorm room, being dropped off by her parents, she had a hopeful goal that she would lose her virginity before the end of her first college year.

Her roommate turned out to be a stunning girl named Constance Mae Snyder, a girl from her same hometown, i.e. Grosse Pointe, but since they attended different high schools they did not know each other before. Constance or Connie was as good looking as they come. Blonde, statuesque, (tall at 6'0" a full two inches taller than Brenda) well proportionate, divine female figure- Connie had it all. Seeing Connie for the first time Brenda could not help but envy her as she knew Connie would be able to get any man on campus at the snap of her fingers.

When Connie was a little girl she was not particularly pretty but as she reached puberty she blossomed into an eye catching beauty. Paradoxically, the more beautiful she became the less popular she proved to be. Despite our society's encouragement of hedonistic values and promoting same in an endeavor to bring down once & for all Victorian age morality, there is still amongst teenagers the age old angst when the opposite sexes intermesh.

Accordingly most of Connie's male peers considered her to be out of their league & so being squeamish did not dare to approach her to set a date. The more confident & popular males also did not approach Connie since they already had willing girls that they were able to fuck without requiring effort on their part. It is almost a maxim that fucking females is about the main & only concern teenage males have towards their female counterparts.

To achieve this almost universal goal, the average teenage male will pick the path of least resistance. For this reason males did not approach Connie because of expectation of failure & thus not worth the effort. Whereas the other males confident of success, were too lazy to exert the effort that was perceived to be necessary to get into Connie's pants.

Connie's reputation had a snowball effect. The more it became obvious that she did not date or not have a date; the more firmer became the notion that she was "the ice maiden". The more her reputation as "the ice maiden" became established the more intimidated her male contemporaries were to approach her.

Despite such obstacles Connie did have dates occasionally, but these dates were invariably disasters as her male companions were always overawed just by being in her presence. It was not until after she turned eighteen during her senior year at high school that she had a date with a confident male and thereby Connie surrendered virginity. 

After that date she was coerced into a gang bang and her reputation turned 180 degrees; from "the ice maiden" to "the school whore". Finally after enduring being a social pariah for many weeks, she had a decent date with a boy who had the makings of a great relationship. Unfortunately the boy died in a car accident right after returning Connie home at the end of their date. It is an understatement to say Connie endured a miserable final year at high school. 

Her only intimate friends were Antoinette Loos & Jennifer Gray. Those two girls were lesbians who were in love with each other. The three of them became the ultimate outcasts of the school as no one would have anything to do with them. And thus Connie did not even get to go to her senior prom since she had no date much to the shock of her mother who expected Connie to be the Prom Queen.

Connie being a blonde always evoked a dumb blonde first impression on anyone meeting her. For her own protection against the social ostracism that she had to endure, she did nothing to dissuade such impression but only encouraged the same. In reality she had an absolutely high IQ with a sharp as a tack mind. Only her closest friends were aware of Connie's intelligence.

So when Connie graduated high school with the highest grades, everyone was shocked. Even her teachers were amazed that she won a full academic scholarship to Michigan State since she rarely displayed her actual intelligence in class. When Connie received her diploma she smiled and sensed that her revenge on her high school tormentors was the absolute belief in herself that she would become a somebody and they would be mediocre nobodies at best.

Connie's parents were wealthy and could have afforded springing for her full college expenses. So as Connie had achieved substantial scholarships relieving them of most of an expected expense, her parents presented her with a Ford Mustang as a high school graduation gift. This gift perked her up as she was determined to begin a fresh start at the university and finally get rid of her doomed & dismal feelings of that last year of high school.

Although exemption to MSU's requirement of dormitory residence for freshmen was available for sorority residence, Connie eschewed joining a sorority to faithfully follow the unique spirit of MSU campus life. Besides, she was serious about getting a good education and not become a party animal. She felt that sororities fostered a party all the time atmosphere. Whereas, she believed dormitories would emphasize academic learning while still providing exuberant partying opportunities. The balance in dormitory living between serious school work and joyful entertainment seemed to be just right for Connie. Although she intended to do well academically, she nevertheless did not want to live like a nun either.

As Connie met Brenda, she came to the obvious conclusion that Brenda's scarred face was an important factor in her psychological makeup. Connie noted that if you ignore her scarring Brenda was an actual beauty and without the scars probably better looking than herself. Connie was not vain so that she made such a mental observation as an empirical fact.

Considering her own woes Connie was totally empathetic to what she knew instinctively was Brenda's weakness; low self esteem because of her visage. Connie took it upon herself to draw Brenda out so that she could be the woman that she was meant to be.

Connie's plan was to ignore mentioning her face but tackle the issue once friendship and trust was established between themselves. It helped that Brenda was as intelligent as Connie so she could drop her dumb blonde shtick almost immediately. Thus the two of them naturally became fast friends and truly enjoyed each other's company.

After almost two weeks, Connie decided it was time to confront Brenda's hang-ups and start the process of converting Brenda to a femme fatale. So one night, as the two of them were studying in their room, Connie shocked Brenda by asking:

"Well Brenda you sure look like your face has been beaten by an ugly stick so tell me what happened?" 

Brenda was not offended by the question as who could really take offense at anything Connie says or does. In reply Brenda detailed her accident when she was a little girl and the frustrations she had endured as a result of her disfigurement.

"Well that sure sucks" Connie acknowledged: "So you have not been in bed with a boy yet?"

"Hell I have not even had one legitimate date with a guy yet" replied Brenda. "I am hoping though that on campus there must be some insecure boy who has no idea how to attract a girl that I can attach to so I can finally have some sex." 

Connie replied:

"Well you know I have an older brother who has already graduated from MSU. He has told me that most male MSU students like to drink heavily so that when they get wasted they will fuck anything as their drunkenness precludes them from being too circumspect. So I think if we go to a bar near the campus especially after a football game you should be lucky and pop your cherry especially after many hours of heavy beer consumption. The trick is that you, yourself, do not get too drunk or the sex pleasure will be lost on you." 

"Well that sounds like a good plan" admitted Brenda, "I see this Saturday is State's last home game before playing strictly conference opponents. They are scheduled to play Western Michigan. Perhaps we can go to the game and then afterwards go to the Harrison Roadhouse which seems to be not too far from our dormitory."

"Yes it's a date. My parents have season tickets to the Spartans and as they are not interested in seeing this game I already have their tickets for this game. So we will have good seats quite close to the team's bench and have a good view of the players. Then going to Harrison's should be the right move as I am sure we can get some action. I think some good looking honest to goodness college guy will suit me just fine as I am sure tired of messing around with the immature high school boys" replied Connie. Then she went on to ask: 

"So in your entire life, Brenda, you have had no sex whatsoever because of your looks?" 

"That is so," sighed Brenda; "Unless you count this dildo" Brenda flourished out the dildo from underneath her pillow. Both girls laughed at this observation and Connie replied:

"Hmm I thought last night I got the sense that you were masturbating while I was falling asleep so now I see that you had. Anyway I think it is high time you are to enjoy some honest to goodness real live sex and we do not have to wait until Saturday. Come over here and give me a kiss" 

Brenda astonished could only utter:

"But, but...."

Connie replied:

"Don't worry I am not a lesbian and I know neither are you and nothing will change that. However girl on girl sex can be a good substitute until the real thing comes along"

So suiting words to action, Connie got up and moved over to Brenda and started a gentle kiss. Brenda had been standing when Connie approached her and she dropped the dildo when Connie's lips met hers. Connie's kiss became more intense and caused Brenda to lean backwards and she soon slipped and fell on to her bed. Immediately Connie was on top of her renewing the kiss forcing Brenda's mouth to open.

Their tongues met and it was electrifying to Brenda. She could not help but marvel that Connie as beautiful as she was, apparently was not repulsed by her face, and thus Brenda was grateful. Yes Connie was a girl but beggars can not be choosers thought Brenda. I might as well relax and enjoy my first real sex with another person.

Soon Brenda was moaning as the French kissing was proving to be more enjoyable to Brenda then she imagined it could be. As the girls continued kissing each girl was using a hand to cop a feel of the other girl's boobs. Brenda had big boobs but Connie's were nothing to sneeze at either. After pawing each other for some time the girls maneuvered to remove their tops and bras.

Soon both were naked to the waist as each blouse was removed; bras were unhooked and tossed aside. Connie gasped as she caught sight of Brenda's gorgeous jugs:

"My my! Who would have thunk it? You sure have great tits Brenda" 

Brenda could only reply:

"Thank you", but a big smile of gratitude spread on Brenda's face. At least one person has now seen her body and has approved.

Connie took a nipple into her mouth. Brenda caressing Connie's hair heaved a huge sigh of ecstatic pleasure and with her other hand touched one of Connie's boobs. The tit sucking by Connie continued unabated as she switched from boob to boob. 

Brenda was getting more excited as she started shaking and shivering. Suddenly Connie stopped her sucking of Brenda's tits and moved up along Brenda's supine body. Cupping her left tit Connie offered it to Brenda's mouth. Brenda did not hesitate as she willing accepted Connie's beautiful breast and sucked away. Connie alternated her boobs so Brenda was kept busy in driving pleasure to Connie.

Connie was getting very aroused by Brenda's sucking of her tits. She sensed that for a novice at sex Brenda instinctively sure knew how to give pleasure. She further thought that any guy who could overlook her face is sure to be in for the fuck of his life.

Shaking off these extraneous thoughts Connie concentrated on her own pleasures and satisfaction for the moment. Almost to the breaking point of arousal she removed her tit from Brenda's mouth and started kissing her again and urgently. Brenda was momentarily confused at having the nipple she was sucking on yanked out of her mouth but the sweet kissing by Connie enthralled her enough that she did not protest the change of activity.

Connie quit kissing Brenda and was kissing her ears and neck. This kissing proved to be very erotic especially in the ear. The sensation was akin to the melting of her brain. Connie then started kissing and licking other parts of Brenda's body as Connie was progressively moving southwards on Brenda's body. Soon Connie was sucking on Brenda's nipples again but did not continue to do so for an inordinate length of time. Instead Connie started licking the rest of Brenda's breasts particularly the areola area. Then Connie lifted one of Brenda's tits to lick the underside of the boob and getting thereby a taste of perspiration which had accumulated there. This last action was too much for Brenda to take in and she could not help herself but scream out:

"Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh Connie this is so good! Oh fuck"

"Ssh! Ssh! darling lets not wake up the entire dorm" whispered Connie.

However this command was not given sternly as Connie would like to have shouted out herself; so delicious was Brenda proving to be. Luckily for the girls the dormitory rooms proved to be relatively sound proof so there was no banging at their door to demand quietness.

Connie continued licking Brenda's body and paid special attention to her belly button. Brenda's navel was deeper than usual. There is nothing about Brenda's body that isn't superlative thought Connie. So tonguing Brenda's belly button proved to be more exciting then she had anticipated. As for Brenda having her belly button licked, was an unexpected turn on she had never imagined and she wholeheartedly delighted in the experience.

Again she could not help but blurt out:

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Is that good! Is that ever so fucking good! I can't stand it"

In the back of her mind Brenda was realizing that she was taking to this lesbian sex like a duck takes to water. By necessity to get at Brenda's belly button Connie had to lower Brenda's jeans and panties. After lingering in Brenda's navel as long as she wanted to Connie decided it was time to have a look at Brenda's pubes.

She thus grabbed a hold and yanked Brenda's jeans and panties down to her knees. Connie gasped as she caught sight of Brenda's hot red pubic hair and the perfect camel toe appearance of her vagina.

"My goodness Brenda you have a cunt to die for"

Brenda smiled again: 

"Thanks Connie- I am sure yours isn't too bad either" and Brenda's self esteem soared to a new height. 

"You will see for yourself soon enough," replied Connie.

She then pulled Brenda's jeans and panties completely off and along with her socks had Brenda completely naked. Then Connie stepped off the bed and quickly shed her remaining clothes. As she tossed her clothes away Connie parted her legs to give Brenda a good view of her cunt. Holding one hand up in the air and with the other hand pointing at her cunt Connie said: 

"Voila!"

Connie's cunt was cleanly shaved and also a perfect camel toe like appearance with a delicious pink hue unhindered by pubic hair. Brenda could only reply:

"Wow" and clapped her hands in mock applause. Connie bowed and then got back into bed.

Trusting in Brenda instinctively knowing what to do Connie maneuvered into the classic sixty-nine position on top of Brenda. She parted Brenda's vagina lips and stuck out her tongue to the top most part of Brenda's vagina Connie started a deliberate swirling of all of Brenda's insides. Connie's muff dive of Brenda's cunt soon progressed to a routine of intense tonguing of Brenda's clitoris and the slurping up Brenda's female juices.

If she was initially unaware of what was expected of her, as soon as Connie's tongue touched her snatch Brenda, if she had had any doubt, now definitely knew exactly as to what to do. First with both hands free of Connie's legs Brenda parted Connie's ass cheeks causing her rosebud opening to burst out and open. 

Licking Connie's crack she soon was able to stick her tongue up Connie's rectum to a remarkable distance. As her tongue was twirling in Connie's ass hole Connie let out a very loud moan and an intense groan in full appreciation of Brenda's lovemaking.

After completely satisfying Connie's ass, Brenda's tongue attacked Connie's perineum and this caused Connie to groan and moan some more. This area was especially sensitive to Connie so Brenda's tongue was driving her wild. Connie knew she would not be holding out too much longer. Meanwhile Brenda's senses were heightened to a higher level by Connie's pudendum odor. Connie's smell reminded Brenda of strong cheese and was simply erotic to her. Brenda realized that savoring a lover's body odor is the ultimate in intimacy of intense sexual pleasure.


Brenda and Connie Ch. 01



Soon Brenda was tonguing Connie's slit and causing yet another gasp of pleasure. To perfect the pleasure of the cunnilingus Brenda stuck two fingers into Connie's sensitive rectum. This caused Connie to shriek "Ahhhhhh........!" a loud sound affirming intense pleasure.

Now when Connie had gotten back to the bed she had also picked up Brenda's dildo and had placed it in easy reach on the bed. So when she felt Brenda's fingers in her ass she got a hold of the dildo and started manipulating it into Brenda's cunt. Brenda started immediately breathing in loud bursts as well as grunting in pleasure. Brenda's hips also automatically started humping to increase the pleasure of the friction with the dildo.

Then after some intense stroking Connie removed the dildo and resumed heavy tonguing of Brenda's cunt. This change in activity caused Brenda to whimper. However Connie had a different wicked idea with the dildo as Brenda was soon to discover. Connie with dildo in hand reached underneath and positioned the dildo to penetrate Brenda's rectum. Connie then proceeded to slowly push the dildo further into Brenda's ass.

Brenda immediately on sensing the movement of the dildo in her ass screamed: 

"Oh shit that hurts! Oh fuck is that good! Oh shit that hurts! Oh fuck is that good! Oh shit do I need it! Don't stop! Yes shove it in me! Fuck my ass! Aghhhh....."

Brenda was shaking violently and her hips were humping more vigorously. It was quite evident that Brenda was experiencing a fantastic orgasm. However as Brenda was screaming out her orgasm she was obviously not tonguing Connie's cunt and that poor girl was on the edge! So Connie started pleading:

"Ugh Brenda I am close! You got to help me. Don't stop. Help me cum- give me your tongue."

Brenda although still writhing from her orgasm was aware of her obligation to Connie and so she quickly resumed her lapping of Connie's cunt. Ah the relief of Brenda's tonguing was a blessing to Connie. Soon Connie had her own orgasm as she blurted:

"That's right! That's good. Oh your tongue is so good! Oh fuck I am cuming I am cuming Ahhh...." It sure was lucky for the girls that the dorm rooms were well insulated since their orgasms were very noisy but there was no knock on the door. As the girls calmed down from their lovemaking they started to cuddle and smoothly caressing each other. As they were in Brenda's bed, Connie said: 

"God that was so great. For a first timer you sure were good. Look I am too fatigued if you don't mind I don't feel like going to my bed- I don't want to move."

As Brenda hugged Connie she replied:

"Sure no problem Connie. I must say you are right about girl on girl sex. It really is a good substitute for the real thing. But I feel now I am truly ready for the real thing. I can't wait till its Saturday." 

So sated with satisfactory sex the girls soon fell asleep in each other's arms. When they woke up Brenda gave a kiss and said: 

"Thank you Connie for my first sexual experience it was wonderful. I might want a reprise soon but not right now or I will never get to class."

Connie replied:

"The pleasure was all mine and yes we will have to do it again sometime but certainly not now or I will miss all my classes today."

The girls then showered, got dressed, had breakfast and went to class. Both girls sensed that from this day forward they would probably become life long friends and as an added bonus to their friendship lesbian love would be always possible and available. 

Soon the big day arrived and Brenda could not be more excited. She felt it in her bones that this was to be her lucky day. She was finally at long last going to be a woman in other words she was going to lose her virginity.

One thing nice for Brenda was that, since her hymen had been ruptured by her family doctor for medical reasons when she was eleven years old, she could pretend she was not a virgin. She was under the impression that many college guys panic if they knew they were with a virgin and given her looks she did not want to jinx her chances. She dressed with care as she knew that as her hideous looks were a huge strike against her, she must not have any other excuse to deter a prospective male companion. So she opted for an all leather outfit. When she was ready Connie gave out a wolf whistle as she said: 

"Wow doesn't someone look sexy. I am most envious of the guy that is going to have his way with you Brenda."

Although these words were comforting to her, Brenda could not help but despair as she looked at Connie. Connie was simply yummy! Brenda thought that Connie would have all men drooling over her and she would be ignored.

However Brenda's spirits rose a bit as she considered if enough men gathered at their table they would realize that Connie would only pick one of them. Thus the less confident of them would then look at her as a consolation prize. Since Brenda was desperate to end her virginity status she was willing to accept any man even on such humiliating terms.

So in good spirits and with high expectation of eventual great sex the girls left early to check out some tailgating action before the game. Connie's exceptional beauty provoked instant acceptance from anyone she came into contact with. Thus she was always offered food and drink no matter where she went and as Brenda was tagging along with her she also got the benefit of the food and drinks. By the time the game started the girls were well fed and had a good buzz as a result of quite a few imbibed beers.

Connie's parents were loyal Spartan fans as both of them had attended MSU. There was no question that Connie's brother and she would attend any other school except MSU. As a student Connie's father had acquired excellent seats and kept going to Michigan State games all these years. However as the years went by Connie's father lost interest in attending the unimportant games in MSU's schedule and so he had given tickets to this game to Connie as soon as they had dropped her off at the dormitory.

The seats were as Connie had promised great. They were located right behind the Spartans bench so the girls had a good view of the players. The girls' opinion was that without a doubt the two most handsome players were quarterback Harry Quinn and tight end Bruce Fielding.

The game ended with the Spartans winning by more than three touchdowns and two of the touchdowns scored by MSU were passes by Harry to Bruce. When Bruce came off the field after scoring one of those touchdowns, he noticed Connie cheering enthusiastically and really noticed how gorgeous she was. Connie also made eye contact with him and as she smiled eagerly at him, mentally determined that she was going to meet him eventually somehow.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 02



As the game ended the girls wended their way to the Harrison Roadhouse. This bar was in walking distance from the football stadium as well as from the girls' dormitory. Given its locale the bar was very popular to MSU students and particularly after a football game on a Saturday afternoon the place was extremely crowded probably exceeding the fire marshal's limit.

Even though the girls arrived just ten minutes after the game the place was already jumping and they had a fifteen minute wait before they got to a table. No sooner had they sat down, when two guys asked if they could sit with them since space was at a premium and of course the girls had no problem in graciously accepting their company. And before the server arrived to take the initial order two more guys asked to sit in and were readily accepted as well and thus their table was now full as it was impractical to admit any more.

The seating arrangement without seeming to have any deliberate planning intent, naturally evolved to having the girls separated by two men on either side. Soon first name introductions were made all around. To Brenda's left was Tom and on her right was Howard. To Connie's left was Edward and to her right was Spencer.

One thing Brenda appreciated about being a girl is that this outing was going to be very inexpensive. The guys all were wishing to get into Connie's pants and they realized that if they were to become successful it was incumbent on them to foot the bills. Thus there was a silent acknowledgement that the girls were not obligated in paying for any drink or any food item consumed.

As food and drink was being consumed the party became lively. To keep costs down the boys ordered pitchers of beer. Although each girl came from well to do parents they were cognizant of low budgets of some college students and thus they were willing to accommodate and not insist on costly drinks. Besides Brenda was mindful of Connie's advice not to get too drunk and miss out on the fun of the eventual sexual encounter. Thus to order pitchers of beer were quite ideal as it turns out, because no one pays attention to how often any one fills up. Thus the guys at the table were soon feeling no pain while the girls still had their wits about them.

It was obvious to everyone at the table that Connie was the desired prize to achieve and hence Brenda was initially almost completely ignored by the guys. However as time passed it was becoming evident that Spencer and Connie were getting on and that she favored him.

Edward and Howard eventually became sullen as they realized they were not being favored by the beautiful Connie. Tom on the other hand also realizing he was not in the running to get into Connie's pants decided to pay attention to Brenda. 

Tom's thinking went along these lines: "yes by God she is truly ugly but what the hell a fuck is a fuck. Besides the bitch should be ever so grateful to have my cock and she better suck it." It turns out that Tom was most interested in having his cock sucked but his boorish attitude turned off most females. Although willing to be fucked by him they were unwilling to give in to his desire for a blow job. Thus Tom had never up to this point had his cock serviced by a female mouth. Tom started conversing with Brenda in earnest and Brenda's hideous countenance was a good sign that his wishes for a blow job would be fulfilled. 

For Brenda the first part of the time at Harrison's was very frustrating since none of the guys paid the slightest bit of attention to her. However since this was not unexpected, Brenda spent her time closely noticing how Connie was handling the situation. She was hoping to pick up some pointers on flirting to be used when the occasion should arise.

Finally when Tom started to talk to Brenda it was a welcome end to the tedium. Brenda soon learned Tom's last name was Branstetter and that he hailed from a suburb close to Grosse Pointe so that there were lots of things in common to discuss.

Tom was fairly good looking although slightly overweight. He had a fierce face sporting a sexy looking mustache. His hair was jet black giving him a dashing Latin or Italian air to him. His slight beer belly distorted an otherwise solid and pleasing torso. All in all although Tom was not as handsome as a typical good looking male movie star, he was certainly good looking enough to cause the female juices in Brenda to heat up. The anticipation of her imminent first sex with a man was making Brenda giddy in her horniness.

As the conversation was flowing, Brenda detected a couple of negative vibes. First of all Tom, as he was talking, avoided looking directly at Brenda as much as possible and there was never any eye contact between them. It was obvious to Brenda that Tom was repulsed by her face and could not bear looking at it.

Since this reaction was all too familiar for Brenda, she was not unduly perturbed by Tom's squeamishness. After all reasoned Brenda, in a darkened bedroom her ugly face should not be an issue or impediment to pleasurable sex. Her great boobs and ideal cunt should be much more important in this regard and Brenda had nothing to fear from that quarter. The real hurdle to the pleasurable sex was to get into the darkened bedroom and things were promising as Tom was continuing to be attentive to Brenda.

The second negative vibe though was much more disturbing. Tom had a very condescending tone and attitude in the way he spoke to Brenda. It was clear that the message he was conveying to her was that she should be grateful that he deigned to pay any attention to her. He also deliberately kept looking around the barroom blatantly surveying the females in the bar. Luckily for Brenda almost every woman had at least one male companion so that prospects for picking up a stray girl were not good.

Thus Tom stayed put but he made it obvious to Brenda that she would not normally be his choice for female companionship. This did not auger well for Tom to be a good lover never mind a great lover. But Brenda kept repeating to herself "beggars can't be choosers". Maybe Tom would not be a good lover but at least he would be a lover.

As the hours went by it was clear that Spencer and Connie were an item and Tom was monopolizing Brenda. And so around eight o'clock Edward and Howard gave up the ghost and departed from the table. As it became nine o'clock Brenda was becoming quite confident in expecting sex from Tom. He was still obnoxious but all indications in their conversation seemed to point to inevitable sex. At this time in conjunction with a pre-arranged signal, the girls left the table to retire to the ladies powder room.

Once in the restroom, Connie started:

"Congratulations Brenda it looks like you nabbed a hunk and your cherry will surely be popped."

"Yes I am pretty sure he is going to fuck me but I don't think he likes me too well" replied Brenda.

"Oh well Brenda as Shakespeare would say 'The sex is the thing'" Both girls laughed at Connie's paraphrasing the immortal bard's familiar quote 'the play's the thing'.

"Yes well no matter how obnoxious Tom will prove to be at least he will be my first honest to goodness real live cock" giggled Brenda.

"Well here's the deal" said Connie, "Spencer and I have agreed to hook up. He has a car and we are going to go to his place. So you can have our room to yourself to pleasure Tom. All I ask is that you get rid of him by eight o'clock tomorrow morning as I want to get back by then"

"That's a plan" replied Brenda, and so the girls returned to the table.

About twenty minutes later, Spencer and Connie excused themselves, got up and left the table and the bar.

When Connie & Brenda had sat down at the table Spencer & Edward sat adjacent to Connie while Tom & Howard were next to Brenda. Edward & Howard desperately tried to engage Connie in conversation but they just did not interest her at all. Although they were not repulsive in appearance their conversation was inane & sophomoric. Connie when forced to speak to them would reply curtly and resume paying attention to Spencer.

Tom was a little better than Edward & Howard but not by much. Connie was grateful he started paying attention to Brenda relieving her of the possibility of him hitting on her. So by process of elimination Spencer Thorneburg was the only male at the table that was tolerable for Connie to interact with. He did not float her boat either but at least he did not irritate her. 

If the truth were known, the man that made her blood boil was Bruce Fielding, the football player she spotted at the game. She had resolved to herself to move heaven & earth to meet him and perhaps to get in bed with him. However Bruce was not here so if she wanted sex tonight Spencer would have to do.

Connie was somewhat ambivalent about having sex with him. As she was not a virgin, she was not as desperate as Brenda; although her sexual experience was not much more extensive than Brenda's. She had had a horrible first time sex and was next coerced into a gang bang; which although more exciting was still mediocre in satisfying her sexual needs. She did though have one sexual experience of the stars & fireworks variety but her lover died in a car accident shortly thereafter.

Her woman's intuition suggested that sex with Bruce would be of the stars & fireworks type whereas mediocre was the best she could hope for from Spencer. Still sex with him had to be better than masturbation. Besides Brenda was so geeked at the possibility of having sex and knowing that Brenda's chances improved if she had a room available, Connie needed to make herself scarce. She definitely did not wish to spoil the opportunity for Brenda.

As for Spencer, he was immediately infatuated with Connie as soon as he spotted her. He cleverly outmaneuvered Tom & Howard to ensure sitting next to Connie. He easily monopolized the conversation with Connie and so he flattered himself to believe that his wit impressed her. He would have been disappointed to learn that Connie's interest in him was lukewarm at best and that she paid attention to him simply by default for lack of more interesting companionship. 

Spencer Thorneburg was a non descript looking man who would not stand out in a crowd. He had a non threatening personality which made him more invisible. When he talked, most people were polite to him, giving him the wrong impression that they were interested in his conversation. Most people were too polite to be rude to him even though he was mostly boring. As a result he developed an over inflated opinion of himself and failed to realize that he was mostly insufferable.

The same pattern existed in the matters of sex. Most girls rejected his overtures, but some accepted on the basis of curiosity. As his attempts to entice girls for sex were pedestrian & unromantic, those who accepted did so on the reasoning that the sex could not possibly be as bad as his approach might suggest. 

Unfortunately for such girls, they found that the sex was incredibly bad. Only one girl accepted a second date on the basis that a second sexual encounter could not be as bad; but she found out that Spencer was even able to perform worse.

Despite the fact that he virtually never had a second date, it never dawned on him that he was lacking in sexual prowess. The fact that he continued to occasionally have sex, gave him the notion that he was something of a Lothario. His ego soared to a new high level this evening believing he was enthralling Connie, by far the most attractive female he had ever encountered. 

Connie had a kind heart and was essentially demure & polite. It was in her DNA to disguise her true feelings from people who were annoying to her. She had already made up her mind to fuck Spencer, when he got around to propositioning her. So Connie agreed as if she was in excitement and looking forward to a sexual nirvana. Naturally Spencer was in seventh heaven as he was already envisioning a torrid passionate relationship.

As they arrived at his place, which was some ten miles from campus, Connie cursed herself for not insisting on following him in her car. She had a dreaded inkling that come morning, he would not be so ready to return her promptly. She realized that she was not going to have fun so that she was anxious to get it over with as soon as possible.

Spencer lived in a two bedroom basement apartment of a two story house. Spencer had a nasty surprise for Connie as he revealed he had a roommate who might be in. Sure enough he was watching television in the living room as Spencer & Connie entered the residence. 

As Spencer introduced her to the roommate, Connie knew that Spencer had no clue as to how humiliating the situation was for her. It was obvious to the roommate that Spencer & she were intending to fuck despite his presence in the apartment. Normal decent etiquette would dictate that Spencer should have warned the roommate in advance to absent himself. In essence that's what she had done for Brenda.

Because Spencer had not bothered to make such an effort beforehand, she could imagine what kind of a skanky hoe the roommate must think of her. Too bad thought Connie since the roommate appeared to be a decent sort of guy that might be of interest to her or perhaps to Brenda. She cursed herself again for not having taken her car. At this point she would have simply walked out on Spencer & would have gone to a motel room for the night. She wondered as well how she could have been so mistaken in preferring Spencer to the other three guys. 

Connie, though, was not a girl to pout and moan about her misfortunes. Trying to make the best of the situation she reminded herself that at least she was going to have some sex which by definition that had to be better than masturbation. She acquiesced to Spencer's invitation to retire to his bedroom, as the roommate resumed watching television. Spencer had brought a bottle of wine & a couple of glasses to the room. They then both got on the bed to sit with their backs against the headboard and imbibe the wine.

At least Spencer was not so boorish as to attempt love making while the roommate was obviously still in the living room & watching television. His intention was to start his romantic advances once he sensed the roommate had retired to his room. So Spencer talked about himself telling Connie everything she would prefer not to know and would never dream of asking. In fact his conversation was so boring that afterwards she could not recall anything about it. As Spencer rambled on, Connie fell asleep.

She awakened when she felt her tits being groped by Spencer. She also felt that her tits had contact with the air. She discovered that Spencer had uncovered the top half of her dress and had undone & removed her bra so that she was naked to the waist. As soon as he realized she was awake he started kissing her as he continued pawing her tits.

Gads but his breath was vile. He was a smoker & mixed with the beer & wine he had consumed, made his breath completely obnoxious to her. As he continued kissing her she was becoming more nauseous and she had a dreaded fear that she was going to heave. 

As Connie was returning his kisses in self defense, he interpreted that as a signal that she was becoming hot & bothered and was as excited as he was. Having mauled her boobs for some time he was aroused as he ever was going to get. So he started tugging at her dress in an attempt to remove it.

She held up her hand to him to indicate that it would be better that she do it solo. She did jump off the bed to accomplish the task. This suited Spencer very well, as it gave him the opportunity to undress himself. Once Connie, now naked, returned to the bed he pounced.

Without any foreplay, Spencer took the missionary position and penetrated her vagina. As Connie had not yet acquired a speck of sexual desire she was still dry. His entrance, thus, was excruciatingly painful, and she yelped in unmistaken pain. She was certain that this pain was more severe than what she felt when her hymen was ruptured in her first sexual congress. 

Connie's display of pain paradoxically, excited Spencer even further. Although possessing an average sized penis, his ego could not acknowledge such fact. So he attributed her pain to his penis being too large for her to handle. It did not occur to him that she was simply not aroused because he fervently believed that she had sent signals of sexual desire constantly throughout the evening. With such thoughts he ejaculated into her before his sixth stroke.

He was whooping in glee as he was expelling his seed in her cunt. However mindful of not disturbing his room mate he was able keep his cry of ecstasy subdued. He did though sputter out:

"Wow that was just great Connie! You are the best! No doubt about it. You sure are one hot piece."

He kissed her perfunctorily, turned over and proceeded to fall asleep. Connie was absolutely dumbfounded by his reaction. She had not even gotten wet nor did she perceive any pleasure sensations during the entire interlude. That he seemed to attribute his joy to her participation bewildered her, and made her wonder if he was simply delusional.

In any case the incident proved the fallacy of her initial thought that sex with Spencer would be better than masturbation. Previously she took it as a given that sex with a real live man had to be more pleasurable than masturbation. Well at least his antics after his climax provided some comic relief for her so that the incident was not a total waste.

She awoke first in the morning and quickly got dressed. She then roused Spencer to implore him to take her home. He responded:

"Sure thing babe- but how about a 'quickie' before we go?"

Considering the brevity of their supposed full fledge copulation, Connie could not help wonder how quick would be Spencer's 'quickie'. In any case not wishing to subject herself to another miserable fuck, she lied:

"Love to Spence, but I just discovered I have started my period & I don't want to mess your bed. Besides as I have no pads on me I am anxious to get home."

Spencer could do nothing else but comply with this entreaty. He was disappointed not just because there would be no nookie, but as he had not used a condom, he had in the back of his mind the hope of possibly impregnating her. If she became pregnant, perhaps he could convince her to marry him. He was already so smitten with her, that he was seriously thinking about wedding bells. However since she started her period she obviously could not be pregnant.

Connie realized that Spencer had developed a serious interest in her and this might become troublesome. So she directed him to drop her off where her car was parked, and this way keeping him in the dark as to where she actually lived. Throughout the evening she never gave any hint to him that she lived in one of the school's dormitory.

The football stadium & the Harrison Road House were in walking distance to each other with the dormitories between the two of them. Thus on a Saturday when there was a football game the dormitories' parking lots always contained cars not belonging to residents, and so Connie led Spencer to believe this was her case. 

Spencer tried to extract her telephone number, but she sadly reported that she just had lost her cell phone and would not get a replacement until next week. She accepted his proffered phone number promising to get in touch with him once she got her phone. 

She got into her car as if she was going to proceed to her place. She watched as Spencer drove off and made sure he was completely out of sight before she left her car to return to her dormitory room.

Meanwhile when Connie and Spencer had left the Harrison Roadhouse, Tom and Brenda were left alone. Tom seemed to not take particular notice of the change in the situation and appeared to be content to continue drinking. By eleven o'clock as the latest pitcher of beer was nearly empty and before a replacement could be ordered Brenda plucked up her courage and said:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 02



"Look I live in a dorm near here. Would you like to come up to my room? I can offer you some bourbon." 

"OK" replied Tom sounding as bored as he could possibly be. They left the bar heading towards Brenda and Connie's room but Tom made no effort to take a hold of Brenda's hand.

"Jeepers" thought Brenda, "he is acting like he is going to his funeral instead to taking part in a presumed desirable activity. He sure is trying his best to take away all joy out of my first fuck."

Now ostensibly the university dorms have rules against girls having male visitors (and vice versa for that matter) in the late hour but this rule is flagrantly ignored. Consequently Brenda had no fear that she would be prevented from getting Tom into her room. In fact she was hoping that some of the girls of the dorm would be around to witness that "ugly" Brenda was able to snag a decent looking man.

As soon as the door of Brenda's room was closed between them Tom wasted no time in getting down to the business at hand. Tom immediately said: "All right shit face let's not fuck around --On your knees cunt face and suck my cock"

Taken aback by this gross vulgarity Brenda exclaimed:

"Goodness what a romantic"

"Shut up fuck face" retorted Tom; "Just get your lips on my cock pronto."

Brenda grabbed a pillow from her bed to cushion her knees from the hardness of the tiled floor.

"Do you want to see my tits?" asked Brenda.

"Quit stalling and start sucking my cock shit face" was the only reply.

"Well I guess he is not in love with me," ruminated Brenda to herself. 

Once on her knees she grabbed Tom's available cock as he had already dropped his pants and shorts. Although Tom's nasty behavior was off putting tending to dampen any joy, nevertheless Brenda sighed at her first touch of his cock. Say what you will of the deficiencies in Tom's character, he certainly possessed a magnificent cock and Brenda sure appreciated it.

By her previous viewing of pornography on the internet, Brenda was aware of variety in male appendages and Tom's certainly ranked highly. But more importantly Tom's cock was real in Brenda's hand whereas the cocks in pornography were just pictures.

Brenda almost reverently touched and started gingerly stroking Tom's manhood. Once Brenda had Tom's foreskin pulled back she adoringly took Tom's tip into her mouth. Then Brenda commenced a slow and tantalizing blow job. The way Brenda mouthed Tom's cock it was like she was worshipping it. So good did Tom's cock feel in her mouth that she was almost able to block out Tom's vile ranting.

Aroused by Brenda's sucking, Tom uttered the following:

"Yah bitch suck it good. Yes cunt face you like my cock don't you? Suck my cock good fuck face..."and so on with constant similar phrases.

"Whatever floats your boat" was Brenda's re-action to hearing those foul words. Brenda was determined not to have the pleasure of having her first cock be spoiled by Tom's crude words. So she concentrated fully on sucking Tom's cock and enjoying its taste. 

Soon though, Tom's sperm exploded from his cock quickly filling up Brenda's mouth. In so doing, Tom screamed out:

"I'm cumin' bitch! Swallow that cum shit face! Goble it all up cunt face! Don't you dare spill a drop fuck face! " Tom needed not to have worried on the last point as Brenda having waited so long for her first sex was not about to waste any precious male bodily fluids. Brenda was dedicated to savor every aspect of her first sex (with a man) and that included enjoying all tastes and smells.

As Tom's cock wilted and slid out of Brenda's mouth, Tom pulled up his shorts and pants and said:

"Thanks for the blow job shit face. I'm outta here."

"Wait don't you want to fuck me" asked Brenda bewildered and dumbfounded.

"Do you have any protection?" asked Tom.

"Ah...er...well no" sheepishly replied Brenda. Darn why did I not think of that flashed through Brenda's mind.

"I suspected as much. Well I have no condoms on me" retorted Tom and went on to say: "I don't want to take the chance of getting you pregnant and I sure as hell don't want to be responsible for bringing in an ugly child to this world"

So saying Tom unceremoniously exited the room. "But" wailed Brenda, "my face is ugly because of an accident not because of heredity. I can produce beautiful children I know I can." 

These weeping words were not heard by Tom as he had made a quick exit since a blow job was all that he was interested in. Brenda's scarred face prevented him from harboring any true sexual desire for her. 

Brenda started sobbing loudly in her frustration. She realized her first sexual encounter with a man was now already over and she had not removed even one item of clothing. Her magnificent boobs, her splendid cunt and her perfect ass were of no avail. 

"Gads!" Brenda bitterly thought, "It's not even midnight. Well at least I don't have to worry about Connie's deadline.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 03



When Connie arrived in their room, she immediately saw Brenda's tearful ugly face. Setting aside her own complaints of the previous night, her compassion took over. She hugged Brenda and asked: "Oh my dear darling Brenda, what happened you look so sad?"

Brenda burst into a full crying jag and said:

"Oh God Connie, I have had sex with a man but I am still a virgin."

In between the sobs Brenda related all the gory details of her episode with Tom. 

"Well," said Connie, "I guess I can't complain about my night. Tom sure turned out to be a toad and you know what they say- you got to kiss a lot of toads before you come across your prince." 

This cheered up Brenda somewhat & Connie related her experience with Spencer. Brenda laughed at Connie's wry sense of humor in the way she related her disaster. With Brenda finally mollified, Connie said: "At least Brenda we can remedy something from your disaster. On Monday I will take you to the University medical clinic and get you a prescription of birth control pills. Don't fret about Tom there are other fish in the sea. We all learn from our mistakes. It does not pay to kow tow to a boor as you can not possibly get decent sex from such ilk."

Connie's suggestion to get the Pill cheered up Brenda even more so that by day's end she was almost back to her normal self and more determined than ever to lose her virginity status soon.

The next day Monday, Brenda with Connie's help got her first prescription of birth control pills. This gave Brenda more self confidence. Previously she had just been desperate to having sex so that birth control was the farthest thing from her mind. It is axiomatic if you are not having sex then you are not going to become pregnant. 

Now that she had the pills though, a psychological hurdle had been crossed. The pills in essence legitimized an active sex life since the fear of unwanted or unplanned pregnancy was removed. Brenda then started giving some new thought as to how to plan on a new sexual experience and finally get rid of her virginity officially. She decided she should give her original idea a try i.e. cultivate a sex starved nerd that could not afford to be offended by her ugly face like Tom was. So this will be Plan "B" she thought.

The next day, Tuesday, Connie commenced her campaign to meet & hopefully eventually to bed Bruce Fielding. She had met the boy that had deflowered her, by accidentally bumping into him in the high school corridor. The subsequent conversation led to a date & to sex. She thought she could engineer something similar to meet Bruce. 

She first had to get his class schedule so that she could accost him. She approached her sociology professor with the suggestion that for one of her required assignments she do a paper comparing student athletes with regular students. For research and statistical purposes she would require the class schedules of the school's football players. Connie's natural beauty & winning personality overcame any resistance the male professor may have had to her entreaties. Accordingly, a day later the professor, utilizing his status, was able to hand the requested class schedules to Connie.

With the class schedules in hand, Connie was able to kill the proverbial two birds with one stone. Obviously her main goal was to get Bruce's schedule to plan an encounter, but she could use all the information provided to actually do her proposed assignment for course credit.

Having perused his schedule Connie opted for trying to meet him about a week later on Wednesday around two o'clock in the afternoon. She stood waiting at the corner of a corridor where Bruce would have to pass by when leaving his class. She waited patiently and she was rewarded as she spotted him approaching her. 

With a lump in her throat, knowing it was now or never, she started walking towards him. Just as she was about to pass him, she stumbled, seemingly by accident, and started falling towards him. He caught her before she would hit the floor. He straightened her up and had her standing fully upright. He continued holding her waist as they wordlessly stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity.

At the football game Connie was absolutely mesmerized by his good looks and she also had an intuition that Bruce was something special. Now seeing him close up she knew her instincts were right on. Bruce was a hunk! He was very tall, 6'6" tall, and that made her feel petite despite her six feet height. His all powerful, no apologies masculinity made her feel that she was a dainty female and she loved that feeling.

As for Bruce he remembered having seen her before, but this time he was totally enchanted by her pulchritude. Connie was by all objective standards a drop dead gorgeous woman which no one, male or female would dispute. However Bruce saw more beauty in her than that. He saw that she had a beautiful soul. As he kept staring at her he developed a huge erection that was absolutely obvious to anyone within his presence.

Connie immediately grasped his erection and began fondling it through his pants, as she huskily said:

"It seems like you are happy to see me."

Bruce gasped and all he could say:

"I need to fuck you."

She huskily replied: 

"Yes."

"I need to fuck you now."

"Yes!"

"I mean I need to fuck you right now. Immediately."

"Of course."

"There's got to be a restroom or closet around here we can use."

Now Connie having scoped the immediate area in her planning to accost him, knew exactly where there was a suitable restroom, and so she grabbed his hand to lead him there and said:

"Yes there is- follow me I know where there is one." 

She led him to the restroom which was unisex that had an inside lock so that they did not have to worry about an intruder and being interrupted.

Without exchanging any words he undid his pants and lowered them & his briefs to free his male appendage. He sat down on the toilet seat awaiting her to straddle him and riding his cock. 

She took off her blouse and bra so he could see her tits & maul them if he so desired. She removed her panties and then mounted him. Despite the lack of physical foreplay, her cunt was thoroughly wet. She had become so excited that she believed her cunt could not have been wetter or more prepared for his cock.

Good thing too since he had a monstrous cock. Her wet cunt could take it all in but she had never ever been as filled up. She felt his cock make contact with her womb. And the feeling was heavenly!

Spurred by a need to assuage her tingling sensations coursing throughout her body Connie was riding him like a demented banshee. Luckily for her, Bruce was holding her waist as she was bouncing up & down on him, preventing her from falling off. Her motion was so furious that here tits flopped at a rapid pace.

For his part Bruce was frozen in his ecstasy. The circumstances placed him into an unusual passive role. However this suited him as he sensed that he had fallen under a bewitching spell. He was happy to surrender because he sensed he was about to experience a sexual passion which heretofore had been missing in his life.

Connie soon lost all dignity as her mind turned into mush. The friction produced by his cock in her cunt spread exquisite pleasure spasms which overtook her body & soul. She was grunting like an animal which would have embarrassed her if it would have been recorded and played back to her. When her orgasm overwhelmed her, she was perspiring and was mewling. She was absolutely drained.

Bruce automatically was ejaculating precisely at the same time as she was orgasming. He was in a fog of emotions when he was cumming. Afterwards he could not pin point what triggered his climax. All he knew at the time was that he was experiencing the fuck of all time and he did not even know his partner's name.

Connie slumped forwarded and kissed him fervently. Then she said:

"Oh thank you Bruce. That was the greatest. You have a magnificent cock. You filled me up. Oh you fucked me good. Thank you big boy."

"You know my name?"

"Of course silly. I saw you at the Western game. You were magnificent. I cheered as you scored two touchdowns."

"Yes I do recall seeing you in the stands."

"Oh I see. You don't even know my name. Well it is Connie Mae Snyder. I am a freshman so I live in a dorm."

"Well nice to meet you Connie," and they both started laughing at the incongruity of this greeting. Then Bruce said:

"This has to go further but I have to go to a football practice right now."

"Yes I understand."

"Look why don't you go to the Harrison Roadhouse at 6:30 and I will meet you there. We can have a bite to eat."

"See you then Big Boy!"

As Connie met up with Bruce at the Roadhouse later that day, the chemistry between them was palpable, even to indifferent onlookers. Connie's physical beauty was obvious to everyone & she naturally attracted admirers for that reason alone. However, Bruce's interest in her extended far beyond such mere artificial attraction. He discerned that she was his soul mate. She was his woman. He did not know how he knew this but he believed it with the same certainty that he believed the earth is round and orbits around the sun. 

That is why his conversation with her leading up to their copulation in the restroom had such a cave man like quality to it. That she complied in kind without any hesitation was proof positive of the existence of the chemistry between them. During the football practice that afternoon, it occurred to Bruce while he was mulling over this encounter with Connie, that the normal reaction to his words to her would be a slap in the face prior to running away. 

As for Connie, her attraction to him was established as soon as she first glimpsed him at the football game. She was instantly smitten with him just as if she had been pierced with Cupid's arrow in accordance with that mythological legend. 

She would have gone home after the game to gather up her emotions and scheme to set in motion plans to meet Bruce. But of course she felt obligated to support Brenda in her quest for sexual intercourse. Given the tryst with Bruce and in light of Brenda's failure with Tom, she considered her dalliance with Spencer a complete waste of her time, with less significance to her life than the time she spent in the toilet relieving her physical needs. 

As they ordered something light to eat, Bruce could not snap himself out of Connie's seemingly bewitching spell on him. He continued in his sparse dialogue with her & she replied in kind:

"I need to fuck you again."

"Yes."

"I mean right after we leave here."

"Of course."

"I have a car we can get a motel room. OK?" 

"Yes, of course."

No further conversation took place between them while in the restaurant. Had anyone pointed out to Connie how weird was their conversations, she would not have agreed. From her point of view, Bruce was THE MAN. Her intuition assured her that Bruce considered her as THE WOMAN. 

Besides there was no denying that their bodies craved each other. There was no need for superfluous conversation. No doubt courtship and seduction were pleasant activities between the sexes but Connie did not need the same to discover that she was in love with Bruce.

When they arrived in the motel room, they embraced and commenced a long & languorous kiss. Connie was tall enough that Bruce was not uncomfortable in bending down to kiss her. Because of the certainty that uninterrupted sex was available to them, the two of them knew they need not be desperate in their love making. Because Bruce was not in a hurry, Connie could savor the kiss. Bruce had apparently daubed some after shave cologne on his face when he had finished his shower after the practice. The fragrance was driving Connie crazy and she would forever link its scent to Bruce. 

As the kiss continued and intensified, Connie was becoming more & more hot & bothered. Her panties were soaked by now probably beyond recovery. Her nipples had been rock hard for some time and had become sore for lack of soothing touching. Her toes had curled from the passion of the kissing. Yet except for placing a hand behind her head to facilitate the kissing, Bruce had not ventured into any foreplay.

The kissing though was enough to send her hormones into overdrive. She reached her apex of sexual excitement and needed fulfillment. Thus she broke off the kiss and practically screamed:

"Enough Bruce! I can't take anymore. I need your cock in me. I need you to fuck me now."

As she was saying this, she was literally tearing her clothes off her. She popped all the buttons off her blouse and ripped her blouse in a desperate attempt to get naked instantaneously. She even broke the hooks off her bra in trying to remove it as fast as possible. She was able to remove her skirt & panties without any damage and she was nude shortly after she finished her plea to Bruce. She ran & jumped to the bed as fast as she could. She lay flat on the bed spreading her legs wide open leaving no doubt as to what she wanted.

In reaction to Connie's impetuousness he was removing his clothes at a deliberate slow pace. As soon as Connie saw Bruce's mocking antics she started kicking her legs empathically pounding the mattress with her heels and squealed:

"Please Bruce don't be a tease. Hurry! Hurry! I need your big cock in me NOW!"

"Patience Connie, is a virtue that enhances the enjoyment."

"PLEASE BRUCE..." pleaded Connie almost in tears.

Bruce finally heeded her desperate entreaties, got naked and joined her in bed. Connie immediately embraced him, and grabbed his cock to direct it into her pussy. As soon as she was penetrated she started moving her hips, thrusting into him, not waiting for him to do anything. She heaved a huge sigh as soon as she was assured of his cock in her.

The friction in her vagina had become an absolute necessity to preserve her sanity. The kissing had build up this need and as Bruce had made no aggressive masculine move towards her she had reached a crisis point. Any further delay might have caused a complete emotional break down; so enthralled was she.

The presence of his cock in her cunt provided instant but only temporary relief. A new round of pleasure sensations was gripping her body. New lustful tingling excitements were originating from her vagina and were entering into her blood stream. Her blood was boiling from pure hot passion.

She held on to him tighter. She dug her heels on to the back of his legs. Thrusting her hips more forcefully and grunting vociferously, her passion was overwhelming. To assuage the powerful erupting emotions within her, she started a rather loud nonsensical patter:

"Oh fuck! Oh Bruce! This is soooo good! Oh you're good. Give it to me. I need it. Your cock is wonderful. Your cock is driving me crazy! You're driving me crazy. Oh yes! Yes! Harder Bruce. Fuck me harder. Deeper Bruce. Fuck me deeper. Faster Bruce. Fuck me faster. I need your beautiful cock. Your magnificent cock. Oh yeah! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Oh yes! Oh yeah. Do it. Do it to me...."

This continuous non stop sexual banter delivered in an agonizing pleading voice was having an effect on Bruce. Connie's obvious excitement was driving his passion. Upon her urging he was fucking her with an energy that he normally did not exert in sexual intercourse. He was soon aware of the production of his sperm in his sacs getting ready to travel. And he was soon exploding his cum in her vagina, at precisely the same time as she was screeching out her orgasm:

"Oh fuck Bruce! Oh fuck Bruce! Fuck! What a cock! Your cock! Thank you for giving it to me. Oh fuck! Oh... oh...gosh!"

Connie was hyperventilating. She briefly broke out into hysterical laughter. She was totally disoriented. Although sane she was momentarily incapable of a sentient thought.

Although their copulation lasted for only a relatively short time, Bruce was drained. Totally exhausted he rolled off Connie and rested face down on his stomach beside her to regain some of his strength. He was actually panting despite being personally in top physical shape as a result of his football participation. Of course it was the emotional strain that was debilitating and not the physical exertion. 

Connie felt like her head had exploded since all she was seeing was exploding stars and fireworks. Her orgasm was intense. She had never experienced anything like this before. 

Now prior to Bruce she had experienced one terrific mind blowing satisfactory orgasm. However since that lover died in a car accident just shortly after the sex no doubt she had elevated the memory of that pleasure to a higher level than it deserved because of such tragic circumstances. This was now clear to her since fucking Bruce had engaged her entire body and her soul completely. She had not thought that this was possible.

She knew she was in love with him. She knew, just like how Bruce felt about her, that she was in love with him with the same certainty that she knew the earth was round and not flat. Furthermore, with that same certainty, she knew he was in love with her. Because of that belief she knew she would never be jealous since she would not have to fear that some other female could tempt him away from her. And this was not an arrogant or conceited feeling on her part but simply her acknowledging the chemistry between them.

Intellectually she knew she could not justify her reasoning logically. After all they did not know hardly anything about each other. Despite having now fucked twice they had yet to have had any real conversation between themselves. Nevertheless every fiber of her being, of her body, of her soul was shouting in her mind HALLELUJAH you have found your man. 

Her head was full of such thoughts and it made it impossible for her to normally calm down after her orgasm. Her restlessness and her agitation were making her uncomfortable despite having just experienced the fuck of her life.

She would have loved at this point to have sucked his cock. Gently at first of course given the just completed workout by his cock but eventually to have sucked it to a new hardness. Yes that would be just what the doctor would have ordered for what ailed her. But alas he was solidly on his stomach and his cock was not accessible to her. She did not have the strength to roll him over and she was afraid to ask him to move for fear he would refuse to let her suck his cock so soon after ejaculation.

"Well," mused Connie to herself, "as Brenda would say beggars can't be choosers."

She approached his ass and with her hands spread his cheeks apart. Then she started kissing and licking his crack and ass hole. Ah yes that was the tonic for her. This had to be more intimate then cock sucking. She was thinking that almost every girl was willing to give head but not too many were willing to do what she was doing. Thus she felt she was marking him as her own by licking his anus. She giggled at such an animalistic notion. 

As Connie continued licking Bruce's bottom she was in a sexual zone. Her mind blocked out all extraneous thoughts and just concentrated on giving pleasure. The certainty that she was giving pleasure caused her to make continuous guttural sounds which in essence were an involuntary signal that she was deriving pleasure as well. 

Since Bruce had had a shower after the football practice, he was absolutely clean in his nether region. Even had Bruce's anus & anal canal contained some fecal matter Connie would not have minded. It is not that she had a peculiar fetish craving for the taste of shit, but that she was a firm believer of accepting consequences of one's actions. It was her view that if Bruce enjoyed this type of sex play and would want her to do it frequently, it would behoove him to keep clean in that area.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 03



Bruce was shocked when he became aware of what she was doing to him. He was pleased, though, as the feel of her tongue on his ass hole was exquisite. This was the first time any female had pleasured him in this fashion. He had previously wanted a female to do this but had never made such a request.

He was not reticent because he feared the humiliation of rejection. In fact, most girls he had known had thrown themselves at him in hopes of establishing a relationship. So he was reasonably certain that most of the girls he had known in the Biblical sense would have submitted to such a request. 

What he really dreaded, was that his female partner would consider him a disgusting pervert for such demand. After the inevitable separation the said female would broadcast such proclivity and that would cast his reputation in an unsavory and unflattering light.

Obviously with Connie having initiated this act on her own volition, there was no danger of her maliciously appraising the world of the same. Besides, even though they had not yet really spoken to each other and thus had not yet established a relationship, Bruce knew without a shadow of a doubt that they were headed towards a serious commitment; and one that would not be easily dissolved. Thus he was enjoying Connie's sexuality without any guilt or dread.

Bruce was very appreciative that Connie was licking him enthusiastically and without any reticence. As he was continuing to be pleasured by her, the desire to reciprocate became paramount in his thought process. Such desire was not driven by gratitude of the erotic pleasure he was receiving but rather the compelling need to please her in a like manner. 

When as a respite Connie momentarily ceased licking him, Bruce slipped away from her and got off the bed. Wordlessly he gestured what he wanted her to do and she complied. He knelt down beside the bed. She scooted her ass to the edge of the bed, facing him.

Connie lifted her left leg straight up, resting against her torso. To secure the placement, she wrapped her left arm and hand around the leg to prevent it from falling away. She splayed her right leg to the side perpendicularly to her torso. She anchored her right hand on the mattress to keep her self upright. Thereby, she maintained a pose that exposed simultaneously for access, both her ass hole and her cunt. 

Bruce's head was now in position to pay attention to Connie's nether regions. He periodically indulged in licking her vulva, but concentrated on kissing & licking her sweet rosebud anal opening. As he was licking her, he was somewhat surprised at the intense pleasure that was coursing through his body. As for Connie she was not saying anything but she did a feminine grunt & groan continuously, leaving no doubt as to her satisfaction of his tongue action.

Periodically he would withdrew his face from her ass and he would see her ass hole quiver. It seemed like it was winking at him. He could not tell whether she was deliberately causing the movement or whether it was an involuntary reaction to his tongue action on her; in either case he was thrilled to espy this naughty wink. 

Although Connie was obviously enjoying his tongue on her ass, it was evident to Bruce that she was becoming fatigued from remaining in her stiff awkward position. So he stopped and again wordlessly gestured what he wanted her to do and nodding her head she indicated she understood what he wanted. Bruce returned to the bed to lie flat on his back. Connie sprawled over him to achieve a 69 formation.

He lifted his legs straight up and bending towards him. Connie hovered over Bruce's crotch and cradled his cock and balls underneath her so that she had full access to his anus. Spreading her thighs over his head she then started slobbering & licking his ass hole while he was free to do likewise on her; and he did.

For Connie, the resumption of licking his most tender spot made her feel intimately close to him. This close intimacy confirmed in her mind her belief that he was hers just as she knew she was his. His licking of her was a wonderful bonus that she did not demand but she was naturally enthralled. 

The impetus for her to lick him in the first place was to assuage her emotions which had reached a high dudgeon to her explosive orgasm. Now that she had calmed down she was amenable to a renewal of her passion. Thus his tongue on her anus ignited a new fire within her which was even hotter than before. Anytime he paused in licking her anus, it twitched involuntarily indicating the erotic pleasure she was experiencing.

As for Bruce, his passion was also on fire. It was fueled by her female scent which was further enhanced by her cocoa aroma perfume. Ever since he had met Connie earlier that day he was in a bewitching trance. He was not acting like a robot but his actions were dictated by a compulsion not under the control of his brain.

Although, except for that glimpse of her at the football game, Bruce had never seen Connie before this day, he instinctively knew she was his WOMAN. Such conviction was what inspired him. 

Since both of them had such thoughts they naturally were overwhelmed by their passion. They grunted and groaned as their busy tongues prevented them from producing verbal audible sounds. Finally their excitement reached a new level approaching the climax stage. His cock was oozing some precum and as it was sticking to her collarbone she was well aware of his ecstasy. She was also getting excited as her female juices were seeping out of her vagina and dripping on to his chest.

The chemistry between Bruce & Connie had by now fully bonded. They interacted with each other as if they had been lovers for years instead of it being their first day knowing each other in the Biblical sense. Connie stopped her oral activity and shifted her body. 

She got up on her feet and sat down on his stomach. Moving her mons towards his crotch she got a hold of his cock and guided it into her cunt. She swung her feet over and placed them flat on his calves. She then lowered herself backwards to rest flat on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her to steady her body on him.

Connie then started a slow horizontal ride along his cock. It was a languorous snail's pace of fucking; in complete contrast to the desperate frantic fucking they had previously undergone. 

Bruce reached with his right hand to locate her clitoris. As soon as he was able to make contact with her little nub (Connie's little nub was not so little compared to most females) he started rubbing it aggressively. The instant she felt his touch on her clit, she covered his hand with hers to encourage him as well as to guide him on how to stroke her to produce maximum pleasure.

With his other hand he grasped her left tit. He cupped it, squeezed it, pinched it, massaged it, and caressed it. He moved to the nipple pinching it, rubbing it, manipulating it between two fingers. The nipple soon hardened and felt rock hard despite its flesh cover. Connie placed her other hand over this hand as well. She felt no need to direct his hand since she loved everything his hand was doing to her. Her hand served only to cheer him on.

She deliberately continued the slow pace of movement and Bruce allowed her the lead in this coupling. As a result her passion was building within her in subtle almost unnoticeable stages. Her passion was reaching exhilarating heights that she would have previously thought impossible. All her worries, concerns, all her negative thoughts were completely erased. Her state of mind was exclusively in euphoria without heeding any reality to her life. She was completely peaceful and blissful.

Usually in sex she was well aware as she was getting aroused and heading towards an apex of sexual pleasure culminating in a climax. In this case although her pleasures did indeed intensify she was oblivious to such mechanics. Instead she was simply passive to what was occurring to her. Her mind soon lost all its sentient properties. She had lost all touch of reality.

It was not until her mind registered that Bruce's cock was throbbing in her, that she came out of her reverie to notice what was happening. As he started flooding her vagina with copious amount of his sperm, she knew she was going to experience an orgasm that was going to be too hard to handle. Sure enough as her orgasm took over control of her body she went into abnormal convulsions.

In her limited past sexual experiences, when she underwent a particularly satisfactory orgasm she was compelled to scream and shout. When the sex was bad but she still had an orgasm, she was very quiet and only her abnormal breathing betrayed that she had any feeling towards the just experienced sex. 

This time her reaction to her orgasm was absolutely out of character and would have sent false signals to an oblivious partner. She began whimpering followed by uncontrolled sobbing. She was shuddering and shivering. Her sounds suggested deep emotional pain. Despite such suggested display of abhorrence on her part to their sexual intercourse, Bruce was not fooled. He knew she had reached the zenith of sexual enjoyment.

As soon as Bruce had finished ejaculating, his cock instantly wilted and slipped out of her vagina. She then turned around facing him and was held by him. She continued sobbing uncontrollably, as well as shivering in his arms. Not a word was exchanged. His reassuring arms around her eventually led her to calm down so that she was able to sport a tentative smile. A chaste round of kissing followed as they remained in an embrace. They fell asleep still having as of yet not conversed. 

The next morning they parted but because her blouse and bra had been ripped he lent her his jacket temporarily so she could get to her dorm room safely without being exposed. Once she had a new top on she returned to his car to give back his jacket and they traded phone numbers. They knew something special had occurred and the lack of conversation between them did not signify. It was clear to them that this was not a one night stand but a start of a romance to challenge the ages. 



Brenda and Connie Ch. 04



While Connie was dallying with Bruce, Brenda was concentrating on Plan "B" on how to get rid of her virginity. It turned out that in her English class and in particular in her tutorial group examining English novels there was a nerd named (Richard) Dick Evans who seemed to be exhibiting interest in her.

If you close your eyes and think what a typical nerd looks like chances are that you would come up with someone like Dick Evans. He was short 5'6" and thus glaringly shorter than Brenda who was 5'10". He had curly hair and an eager baby face but however did not wear glasses. He also had a high winy voice and one could only shutter at what his voice must have sounded like when he was younger before his voice changed. He was not feminine or girlish but then again he was not manly either. As a result he had no sexual appeal whatsoever and so no girl would speak to him unless absolutely forced to. Although having a high desire to participate in sex Dick's lack of appeal to girls rendered him with low esteem, shy and having no clue as to how to attract a girl.

Dick was not stupid though. He realized that if he was ever going to have sex it would have to be with an unattractive or unappealing girl. Thus when he first saw Brenda his hopes soared high. It was obvious that Brenda was unappealing because of her hideous face. Dick, though, unlike most males who took no further notice of her, did discern that Brenda had a killer bod with great boobs. In Dick's experience most ugly girls had ugly bodies as well. So from Dick's perspective Brenda was his dream girl and he started in his inimical ways to woo Brenda.

Dick's bumbling attentions to Brenda were so inept that at first she was not even aware that he was trying to hit on her. However after the fiasco with Tom, she was ready to try the unappealing. So she started encouraging his advances. Soon they were having long conversations after class and sharing coffee and sandwich for lunch at a nearby diner.

Then two weeks after that auspicious football game, the English class was sponsoring a film night at an appropriate campus auditorium featuring a movie adaptation of one of the novels the class was studying. This then was mutually agreed upon to be their first date and Brenda was determined to make the most of it. Now Brenda had no desire for Dick as he truly was dreadful company but a fuck is a fuck thought Brenda and besides beggars can't be choosers. Brenda swore to herself that once she had sex with Dick she would get rid of that last thought forever.

When that Saturday night arrived there was an oddity in that Brenda had a date but the sexy gorgeous Connie did not. Connie having now met and bedded Bruce had no interest in any other male or in partying. Every spare moment she had was devoted to being in his company. If he was not available then she just studied. That Saturday the team was playing a night game in Iowa City against the Hawkeyes and so Connie had nothing else to do but stay in their dormitory room and concentrate on her school work. Thus when Brenda was leaving for her date Connie wished her luck and was looking forward to hearing the details of the presumed first fuck.

Brenda was ready for this date. She had a realistic anticipatory intuition that if she was going to have sex, she would have to be aggressive since Dick was truly a hopeless nerd. However she also knew he desperately desired female contact and was willing to sell his soul for sex with a hot woman. So obviously Brenda thought Dick could not afford to be squeamish about her face. Yes Brenda bitterly thought Dick must be aware that beggars can't be choosers.

The first part of the date went by smoothly. As both Brenda and Dick were enthusiastic students of their English class the movie proved to be most enjoyable and set the two of them into a harmonious mood. Dick was bold enough to suggest a coffee at a late night café after the movie and Brenda accepted although she wished they would have gone to a bar. But then again Brenda realized that they probably would not have succeeded in gaining access to a bar as Dick's appearance obviously screamed underage status.

At the café Brenda steered the conversation to getting Dick to describe his dorm room. (He lived at the next dormitory to the one Brenda & Connie were in) By that maneuver it was easy for Brenda to induce Dick to invite her to his room especially since his roommate had gone home for the weekend. That was all the opportunity Brenda needed.

Once in Dick's room and after a cursory glance of the room, Brenda brazenly sat down on Dick's bed and beckoned him to join her. Dick cautiously sat down next to Brenda and she immediately put an arm around him and kissed him. Dick kissed back but not so enthusiastically. Brenda sensed that although he was eager for sex, he was nevertheless disturbed by her face. To save the situation, Brenda as she was wearing a dress, stopped the kiss and removing her shoulder straps:

"Would you like to see my breasts Dick?"

Dick nodded. Brenda lowering the top half of her dress, unhooked her bra, dropped it to the floor and thereby became naked from the waist up.

"Please kiss my tits Dick."

Dick did not need a second invitation. Once Dick started sucking on Brenda's huge nipples, she sighed and a warm fuzzy pleasing feeling started to envelop her. "Whew" thought Brenda, "it was a struggle to get this far but it looks like he will know what to do" As if to reinforce her innermost thoughts Brenda started moaning:

"Oh yes baby suck my tits. Oh what a good job you are doing big boy. Oh your lips are so good. Ah you sure know how to please a woman. Keep it up don't stop. You are so good."

Although Brenda was actually articulating her words from genuine passion nevertheless she was influenced by advices from her older sister. Since Linda was very sexually active when she was in high school she was in the habit of describing her sex acts with Brenda. Part and parcel of such description was Linda's explanation of her philosophy of males. Linda would point out to Brenda that the male ego in the matters of sex was very fragile and thus it behooves a woman to bolster that ego if she expected good sex. Thus Brenda knew she would have to praise Dick's sexual prowess if this was going to be any good and that is way she said "big boy" even though she towered over him.

Luckily for Brenda, Dick was sucking her boobs skillfully as she was indeed getting aroused and excitingly anticipating his cock into her cunt. "Hmm" thought Brenda happily, "for a novice he sure is doing a good job, definitely a talented tongue." 

Brenda was caressing Dick's curly hair as he was switching from nipple to nipple. He was also cupping and feeling the tit that he was not sucking. Brenda's pleasure was expanding. The eagerness to finally lose her virginity soon caused Brenda to lose interest in further foreplay, especially as she was at her peak of arousal anyway and so she commanded:

"Turn off the lights honey and lets get totally naked." 

Dick dutifully turned off the lights as they both got up to discard their clothes. Brenda as soon as she was naked jumped back into the bed and spread her legs. As Dick was getting off the last bit of clothing, Brenda with outstretched hands started moaning:

"Please hurry darling. Come quickly to me. I need your cock in me. I need to be fucked!"

Dick got on top of Brenda and started kissing her again and as it was dark Brenda's ugly face was not a deterrent for him at this time. Between kisses Brenda continued moaning:

"Oh yes Dick I need this! I need to be fucked. Shove that cock of yours into me." 

She wrapped her legs around Dick's ass. Brenda's sexy words in her sultry voice had the desired effect on Dick as he started breathing heavily and was kissing Brenda with higher degree of passion than ever before. After some more kissing Brenda blurted out: 

"I can't stand it any longer. Fuck me Dick. Please give me your cock. Shove it in me. Put out the fire in my cunt"

Dick started moving and was breathing even more feverishly. After a couple of more minutes Brenda was going out of her mind and screamed:

"Please Dick don't tease me anymore. Shove your cock in me. I want your cock. I NEED your cock. Don't fool around anymore. Fuck me!"

Dick grunted in ecstasy and replied: 

"But Brenda, I am in you. I am fucking you. I have been fucking you, Agghhh!"

"What?" cried Brenda in panic, "What are you saying?"

She reached for a bedside lamp to turn it on. She bucked her hips and rolled Dick off her body and he ended up flat on his back beside her. She turned to him to look at his pubic area. On seeing his cock Brenda slapped her hands to her cheeks and exclaimed:

"Omigosh! Omigosh" as she was staring at the smallest penis that Brenda could imagine. "Is that all there is of you?" Brenda queried no longer concerned about his male ego.

"I...I...I...guess so" replied Dick- the poor fellow had been unaware that his manhood was of the extreme diminutive size.

To her horror Brenda noticed white stuff on his small weenie as well as on her gorgeous red cunt hair. Dick obviously had ejaculated! Brenda immediately started crying and sobbed:

"You are not big. You just are not big enough for me." 

Brenda then got off the bed quickly. She slid into her dress shoved her pantyhose, panties, slip & bra into her purse and slipped into her shoes. Then she quickly ran out of his room leaving him dumfounded. Brenda did not stop running until she got back to her room.

"What happened?" asked Connie as soon as Brenda entered the room.

Brenda started crying again and ran to hug Connie for comfort. Brenda sobbed:

"I have officially lost my virginity but I was unaware of it. You see Connie, Dick has no dick!"

Brenda then went on to relate all the gory details. Connie was empathic and tried to calm and reassure Brenda but it was tough. The next morning Brenda was finally calm and was in a reflective mood.

She said to Connie:

"Well these two incidents with Tom and Dick have made me aware of one thing. Unlike you who had no problem making love to me despite my ugly scarred face men do have trouble looking at me directly. So I think I am going to buy a sexy mask. I have noticed in watching pornography people with normal faces will don on masks to provide a heightened exotic atmosphere to their sexual intercourse."

"Well that might not be a bad idea. It can't hurt to try" agreed Connie.

When Connie next met Bruce and after what by now had become their necessary coupling they had a leisurely conversation.

"You know Bruce; I have a roommate in the dorm who is truly a great girl." 

"Uh oh! Whenever a female is described as a great girl without any reference to appearance it usually means she is ugly as sin."

"Well it is true that Brenda, my roommate, does have a hideous face. But her face is disfigured because of a car accident that happened to her when she was a little girl. In reality she really is beautiful if one can overlook her face. She certainly has a killer body and would be great in bed. I should know since I have truly enjoyed fucking her." 

The relationship between Connie & Bruce had become so close and intimate that Connie had no problem in having revealed her past experiences which included a lesbian dalliance. Both of them knew that their love for each other was so strong that each of them could confess to each other all of their warts and not feel apprehensive. So the revelation of Connie having had sex with Brenda was not at all significant to Bruce. It had about the same importance to him as if she had told him that she had just bought a pair of gloves from Wall-Mart the other day.

So Bruce merely replied, "And you are telling me because....."

"Well Brenda desperately wants to get laid. Although she technically is not a virgin she really feels like she still is one."

"What do you mean? Either she is a virgin or she is not. It is the same thing as one can't be a little bit pregnant; either one is pregnant or one is not. Unless she is counting as having sex with you as being the official end of her virginity."

"Of course not. But the only guy who has poked his cock in her cunt only had a three inch dick, so she did not feel a thing." 

Connie giggled and continued:

"You know his name was Dick so Brenda was able to identify him as Dick who has no dick." 

Bruce laughed and then continued:

"OK where is this leading to, although I think I can guess?"

"Well can't you ask some guy on the team to agree to have a date with her and fuck her? It would mean an awful lot to me as I truly like her and this I know will help her self esteem. And if the guy hesitates you can remind him that in the dark a pretty face is no asset. What counts is the cunt and trust me Brenda has a hot cunt that any guy would love to fuck."

Bruce thought for a moment and then replied:

"Well my best friend on the team is Harry Quinn, the quarterback. I actually think he might go for it. He has become somewhat disillusioned by the girls he has dated and/or fucked. They have been pretty enough but they are mostly air-heads. Harry has complained to me that the girls he has had were just interested in the ability to brag to their friends that they have been in bed with the Spartans' quarterback. They were really never interested in him as a person."

"Now whoa there Bruce. I do not expect that this is going to lead into some kind of a relationship. All I am asking for Brenda is that she can have a fuck with a decent guy to get the monkey of chastity off her back."

"No I understand Connie. But the point is that Brenda is not going to go around afterwards and boast that she had fucked the MSU quarterback. For one thing if she has the hideous face as you say she does, then no one would believe her. The fact that Brenda would want to fuck Harry just for the pleasure without any other ulterior motive, just might appeal to him no matter what she looks like."

"Whatever Bruce. But look the guy does not have to be a stud like Harry. Brenda would settle for anyone so long as the guy is decent to her."

"So you think Harry is a stud? Should I be worried?" teased Bruce.

"Now Brucey my love; I am not blind and Harry is definitely a gorgeous hunk, but he is not my man. You are THE MAN for me. All I want to point out is that as I am asking you this favor for Brenda, you do not have to do the impossible just about anyone will do." 

"Connie, honey, if you ask me to move mountains; I will move mountains. But seriously, Harry is definitely my best friend. He will probably do it if I simply present it as my desire to impress you and that this would help my romance. A true friend is always willing to advance the happiness of a friend."

"OK if you can get Harry it goes without saying Brenda would be ecstatic."

"Well a week from this Saturday there is a Halloween Party at a frat house that Harry & I are naturally invited to. I think this party should be something that might be appealing especially since we are playing Indiana here that day, and there is no way we are going to lose. So Harry should be in a good frame of mind that night." 

"Oh that sounds perfect. Brenda has bought a mask so costuming will not be a problem. Oh this really sounds perfect."

"OK I'll ask Harry and get back to you in a couple of days." 

A few days later on a Thursday morning as Connie was returning to their room from an all night date with Bruce Fielding she had a big smile on her face. "Guess what Brenda? I have arranged it so that you are definitely going to score big next Saturday."

"What?" Brenda was intrigued.

Connie explained:

"Well you know I have been dating Bruce Fielding the football player. He cares for me a lot and it looks like I can get him to do anything for me. So I told him about you and how desperately you need a good fucking because of your looks." 

"Thanks a lot Connie you sure know how to build me up."

"My mother said honesty is the best policy. Bruce told me that his best friend on the team is Harry Quinn the team's quarterback and Bruce assured me he is a good guy who would be willing to help a friend" continued Connie.

"So you arranged for a mercy fuck?" asked Brenda.

"Something like that. Look next Saturday the team is playing against opponents they are likely to beat so the boys will be in a good mood. There is a Halloween frat party that night and Bruce said that Harry had no date. So I suggested that he ask Harry to take you. In fact this morning we both met Harry and he did agree to a double date. Harry was gracious enough to say looks don't bother him at all as all he asks from his date is a pleasing personality. So it is all set and if you play your cards right you will be fucked by the greatest stud on campus" 

"If only Harry can ignore my ugly face I know I can give him a good fuck. I am more than ready after so many false starts." 

Brenda consented. Brenda mused that her first three guys were in order: Tom, Dick and now Harry. "Well I sure hope the third time is a charm."

When the Saturday arrived, Connie's parents used their tickets so the girls were not at the game. It was a good thing thought Brenda since no doubt Harry would have seen her in the stands and might have begged off the date. The boys were to pick up the girls for the party at 9:00 o'clock in the evening. Brenda decided to wear her sexiest dress a red number which showed lots of her cleavage as well as revealing plenty of her attractive legs. With her mask that she had bought her appearance suggested a costume ball participant in high society. The mask was gray in color so it softly blended in with her red dress. It has made of soft cloth and was big enough to conceal all of her facial scars. When she looked at the mirror she was content with her provocative appearance.

The boys duly arrived to pick up the girls for the party. Brenda's heart started beating feverishly as she was introduced to Harry. "God is he gorgeous" thought Brenda. Harry was 6'3" tall with an All American look. He had blonde hair to give him a golden look. Fully muscular with a solid build Harry was truly an Adonis. His costume was a toga so as to appear as a Roman Senator.

Yes he was so attractive that female hearts melt immediately on sight. It turns out the reason he did not have a date was simply because he had not planned on attending the party. He agreed to date Brenda to accommodate his friend Bruce and to help him in his romance with Connie. When Harry was introduced to Brenda he replied:

"Nice to meet you Brenda Porter and what a cute mask. Perhaps I can see you before we get to the party?"

Brenda candidly answered in her most sexy sultry voice: 

"I know you have been told I have a disfigured face because of a car accident. I want to have a chance with you and I want you to get to know my persona as a whole and not be distracted by how my face looks"

Harry laughed:

"Well I hope I am not as shallow as that implies. Looks mean nothing. Character and personality mean everything. However you do look good in your mask and I am sure you will be a hit at the party"

As they arrived at the party Harry's prediction about Brenda proved to be on the money. The mask and her sexy dress did give Brenda an exotic appeal and coupled with her sexy female body caused her to be ogled by virtually all of the men at the party.

Brenda's self confidence soared to a high level by this attention. She had excellent rapport with Harry and she noticed that she was having an enchanting effect on him. When they danced Brenda's perfume together with her natural female smells sealed the deal. Harry's mind convinced him that he was one lucky man to have such a hot date at this party.

As the hours went by their interest in each other grew with passion and desire. It was evident without spoken words between them that there was no option but that sex was to be the ultimate and natural conclusion to this date. Thus around 1:00 AM Harry said:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 04



"I have an apartment not too far from here- how about we blow this party and go there?"

Brenda replied:

"I can't think of a better suggestion"

They drove in Harry's Hummer to his apartment's parking lot. During the ride Brenda sat as close as possible to Harry and had to test out what was in store for her. She reached for his cock and was reassured that there was plenty of size to pleasure her. Harry said: 

"Whoa Brenda you will get it soon but you have to let go or we will crash."

Brenda complied but smiled in complete satisfaction almost sure that nothing will go wrong this time. So eager where they both, that as soon as they got into Harry's room and Harry had turned on the lights, they immediately started a long passionate kiss standing up. They had not taken more than two steps into the room before the kiss started. Brenda's mask contained a large opening for her mouth so that there was no difference in her kissing ability. 

Brenda was fairly tall for a girl and so Bruce did not have to bend down too severally. Thus he was totally comfortable continuing the kiss. Their tongues met and started a furious duel. There mouths were fully open to each other as their tongues each explored the insides of the other. Both of Harry's hands were stroking Brenda's ass. His hands soon lifted her dress up so that there was access to Brenda's panties and panty hose. As the kiss was continuing Harry was able to push Brenda's panties/hose far enough down that he was now touching her bare ass and tracing her crack.

Brenda's hands were also busy. One hand was holding the back of Harry's head while the other was touching his crotch. Brenda could feel Harry's penis growing bigger as she continued touching and stroking. Soon she had both hands underneath his costumed toga to touch his penis. It was not too long before Brenda had lifted the toga sufficiently enough to push his underwear down. As soon as his briefs dropped to his ankles Brenda broke off the delicious kiss and sunk to her knees. With one hand holding the toga aside she grabbed his cock with the other hand, pulled the foreskin back and said:

"Oh what a gorgeous cock you have, so beautiful, all mine to taste, to suck, to enjoy, Oh God am I in heaven"

Without further ado Brenda slipped Harry's cock into her mouth. Slurping the tip and tonguing the whole head she plunged her head forward to take in all of his magnificent manhood. "God is he big" thought Brenda; "I sure hope I can get all of it into my mouth." 

Harry was gasping as he realized he was experiencing the blow job of his life. He lifted his toga over his head and discarded the same to allow Brenda unfettered access to suck him. Brenda was obviously sucking his cock with an enthusiasm he had never experienced before. Knowing that Brenda was swallowing his cock with such passion enhanced his own enjoyment beyond the norm.

Harry then used his hands to slide the straps of Brenda's dress and bra off her shoulders. As soon as he did that, and as Brenda had Harry's cock completely in her mouth she reached back and undid her bra hooks. Thus Harry got sight of Brenda's magnificent tits and his cock just started throbbing. He also removed his undershirt and tossed it away.

Brenda's blow job gained in passion. Although in the back of her mind was the desire of having his cock in her cunt, the pleasure of his cock in her mouth was too intense that she could not stop. She knew she had to have his bodily fluids. She was squealing in her throat as the anticipation of his ejaculation spurred her on.

Backwards and forwards his cock slid smoothly in her mouth and Brenda's cunt moistened to the point that her female juices were oozing out of her slit and wetting her red pubic hair. Harry was soon arriving at the point of no return. He felt illusionary pressure on the back of his spine a sure indicator of eminent ejaculation. The stars soon hit as Harry's cock erupted and wave after wave of his seed splattered into Brenda's mouth.

Harry screamed:

"Oh Christ am I cuming. It's all for you Brenda"

Brenda greedily swallowed Harry's goo. The taste was like the nectar of the gods; salty, sweet and bitter all at once. The smell of sperm completed Brenda's enjoyment of her ingestion of Harry's cum. Giving his cock a final once over so that no drop of his sperm was left, Brenda rolled her tongue over her lips and gulped down all remaining cum in her mouth.

Giddy over the culmination of a successful fellatio, Brenda declared:

"Wow that was something else. What a gorgeous cock Harry. What great tasting sperm you have. Surely a girl can't ask for more."

"Gee Brenda I sure am happy to oblige." Harry commented and Brenda giggled.

Brenda then stood up as she pushed down her dress, panty hose and panties to her ankles and quickly stepped out of then so she was naked except for her mask. She gave a new kiss and said: 

"Well big boy I sure hope you are not exhausted or fatigued- I really need your cock to be in my pussy"

Harry smiled and said: 

"Don't you worry one bit my love, I will be big enough as soon as I taste your tits and snatch." He started kissing her as he indicated he would, but when he paused momentarily, Brenda went to the bed and jumped on. With outstretched hands Brenda beckoned to Harry:

"Come here my stud and make me a woman."

Harry got rid of his remaining clothes and got into bed on top of Brenda. He immediately started fondling her breasts and seized one of the nipples into his mouth. As he was tonguing the nipples Harry was pleased to note the effect he had on them. Both nipples became taut and Brenda was moaning in satisfaction a sing song of:

"Yes oh yes is that good. Is that ever so fucking good"

Brenda's rhythm of breathing also became intense. All this eroticism soon perked up Harry's cock as it grew in size again automatically.

Harry's mouth then reached Brenda's vagina and a furious muff dive ensued. For Harry Brenda's pudendum odor was especially erotic and thereby intensifying his pleasure of licking her vaginal lips and her insides. He then sucked in all of the top part and clamped down so that he had her clit sticking into his mouth beyond his teeth. He was then able to thoroughly tongue her clit driving Brenda into the wildest of ecstasies. Now Brenda's moaning reached the next level:

"Oh Harry how exquisite. Yes oh yes. You are driving me crazy. Yes suck my cunt. Love your tongue. Oh God."

However Brenda had the presence of mind to soon ask:

"Oh Harry this is so good but you got to stop! I want your cock! I want you to fuck me! Please Harry I need your cock. Please get it in me."

Ever the gentleman Harry complied:

"God Brenda your cunt tastes good and you smell so good. Yes my cock is big and hard just ready for you. Here it is" 

And true to his word Harry moved back up to Brenda's face and with his hand guided his cock to Brenda's slit.

As soon as she felt Harry's cock on her vagina lips Brenda gasped: 

"OH! Ohhhh! Please Harry oh is that good. Just shove it in. Give it to me. Give all of it to me." 

As Harry complied and started moving his huge erect manhood deep into her Brenda screamed out:

"Ohhh Ohhh are you ever big. Ohhh is that a huge cock Oh wow"

As Brenda's screams seemed to indicate that she was enduring some pain Harry, concerned, asked:

"Am I hurting you Brenda? Do you want me to stop?"

"Hell no! Don't you dare stop! I need your cock. I want your cock. I love your cock. You are not hurting me." 

Brenda was saying this with gritted teeth belying her words but she crossed her legs to lock her ankles on Harry's ass. She thrust herself forward so that she got all of his cock deep inside her. Then she said:

"Oh Harry you are so big. You fill me up. No it does not hurt. Just fuck me. Fuck me Harry. Fuck me fast. Fuck me hard. Fuck me good." and as Harry started pumping Brenda easily was getting out of control as she chanted: "Oh yes Harry. You are fucking me good. Oh I love it. Oh your cock is so big. Oh my how good Oh...."

Brenda was bumping and grinding meeting Harry's thrusts as good as she got. She had her hands on him and her sharp fingernails were raking his back drawing some blood. By this time Harry was so lost in passion that he hardly noticed the pain she was causing him. Their fucking took on an incredible symmetry such that it was no surprise to them (no surprise after the fact that is) that they each had explosive climaxes simultaneously.

As his cock was spurting wave after wave of his cum into her cunt Harry grunted and emitted an agonizing cry of passion. Almost against all physical odds, Harry's stream of sperm into Brenda's cunt seemed to be more copious than the previous blow job.

Brenda's orgasm was of a highly intense passion and she certainly was not quiet. As her subconscious mind noted the fact that this indeed was her true first vaginal intercourse, she could not have been more aroused. She could not help it but had to cry out as she was starting to experience a most excruciating orgasm:

"Oh fuck Harry! I can't stand it! I am cumming I am cumming! God what a lover! Oh Harry you are great! Oh Harry what a cock you have! Agggh...." 

Brenda's body was thoroughly drenched with her perspiration from her activity. Harry was also extremely sweaty as Brenda's passion inspired him to exert more energy than he usually was used to in his previous sexual experience. The two of them collapsed together and then moved to lie side by side to start their recovery from the deep passion. After several moments of absolute silence Harry got to his knees turning around to hover over the supine Brenda. He started to reach for her mask and said:

"That was incredibly great Brenda. I think it is high time I see what you look like" 

Brenda totally alarmed said: 

"No please Harry don't. I know you can get any girl you want to fuck so I know you are not going to see me again. I just want you to remember me as a great fuck"

Harry replied:

"Yes Brenda you are a great fuck indeed. So what makes you think I want to go back to mediocre fucks? No you are my girl now Brenda and I am entitled to know what my girl looks like." 

So saying he reached over and removed her mask. Harry stared intently at Brenda's face for several moments. She remained still in a quiet agonizing dread. Finally Harry gave out a huge smile and said:

"You are beautiful" and kissed her. Brenda returned the kiss in a new passion as relief flooded over her.

And so Brenda Porter and Harry Quinn became an item on the MSU campus. 



Brenda and Connie Ch. 05



Meanwhile at the Halloween Party, Connie & Bruce had their own good time. Even though they had known each other for a very brief time, they interacted as if they had known each other for years. Their conversation was absolutely intriguing to each other and as a result they did not need any superfluous activity to keep themselves entertained.

They did notice Harry and Brenda leaving together presumably to Harry's apartment. They then only needed to exchange a few words to determine that they were headed to Connie's dorm room since obviously Brenda would not be around for some time.

When they arrived to the room, and as had become their norm, they got naked as fast as possible and began fucking without any undue delay. For them fucking became a normal common place ending to each time they were together. Though the frequency of their couplings might have removed the mysteries between each other, this did not mean there was any lessening of passion between them. Indeed the sex was incredible and mind boggling, and it was virtually non stop. 

They invariably orgasmed at the same. But no sooner had they finished fucking & catching their breath, they started a new round of sexual play. It was not until dawn's first light that they stopped. Bruce had an obligatory football team commitment that afternoon so he left.

Connie was so exhausted that she could not manage to get herself out of bed to escort him out of the room. Instead she scooted herself to a sitting position with her back resting against the headboard. She was able to affect a weak wave of her hand as she was bidding him farewell. With a satisfactory smile she dropped her head to the side of her shoulder and fell into a deep contented sleep.

Later that morning Brenda awoke after the enchanting evening with Harry Quinn. After they had that first masked sexual intercourse Brenda & Harry had fucked twice more before falling asleep. In Brenda's mind all the sex that night was more enjoyable than she could have imagined. She happily walked and at times skipped back to her dorm room. Upon entering the room, Brenda found Connie sprawled completely naked on her bed sleeping and snoring contentedly.

Now in Brenda's estimation Connie possessed one of the most attractive and gorgeous female body God has ever created. Consequently it was somewhat distracting & enticing to see Connie in the naked state but Brenda was determined to share her good news. So she shook Connie awake: "Connie wake up. I can now say I am a woman and I might add a totally satisfied woman." 

Brenda went on to relate her wonderful night with Harry. After Brenda finished her account, Connie smiled and said:

"Congratulations Brenda, I am so happy for you. I knew if any man could overlook your disfigured face that he would be enjoying the fuck of his life."

"Thank you Connie, I really do think Harry does like me as he did not flinch at all when he removed my mask and saw how I looked. He gave every indication he wants to see me again so I have high hopes that my cunt will enjoy lots of cock action from now on."

"Congratulations again, Brenda, it sure does look like you got yourself a keeper" replied Connie who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed remaining nonchalantly nude throughout Brenda's recital. Connie continued:

"Well while you were a virgin and not getting any I was reluctant to tell you about my sexual history for fear of demoralizing you as you were so anxious to experience cock. But now that it looks like you are going to be getting some regular action perhaps you will be interested in hearing about my sex life before I came here."

"Yes I would love to hear your intimate story but first let me get out of this dress as it is starting to chafe me so, as I have nothing underneath. I had to get out of Harry's apartment hurriedly after waking up as he had to get ready for a special rare Sunday afternoon team meeting. As we woke so late we did not even have time for a morning fuck sigh. So I stuffed my bra, panties, panty hose and slip into my purse but I deliberatively left my mask there so it will be an excuse to contact Harry should he not call"

Connie giggled:

"That is clever thinking Brenda you sure are a quick learner in matters of holding on to a man."

"Thanks Connie, I will also start the kettle so we can have some instant coffee"

Brenda got off the bed, filled the kettle with water and plugged it in. She prepared the instant coffee and removed her dress. Then she got on Connie's bed and also sat cross-legged leaning against the wall beside Connie ready to hear her story.

If one were able to be in this room seeing Connie and Brenda one would be treated to an exceptional gorgeous sight of naked female pulchritude. Connie was a tall stunning girl, six feet tall. She had striking ash blonde hair worn perfectly straight and down to about one inch below her shoulders. 

Her blue-eyed face was absolutely lovely without any blemishes whatsoever. She was so good looking that her face alone prompted automatically a smile from anyone looking at her. Her breasts, perky pear shaped were a spectacular D cup. But her nipples were something else. Her areola area was a charming medium brown centered by a raised mound and protruding on this mound was the reddish nipple. These nipples provided a special pleasure to anyone suckling them as Brenda had already discovered.

Connie's cunt was clean shaven without even a hint of pubic hair stubble as Connie diligently kept that area absolutely clear. To augment the bareness of her vagina, Connie would periodically undergo a bikini wax. Thus her cunt had the classic camel toe like appearance. When her vagina lips were even slightly open or parted the light pink of her insides completed a splendid picture of her pubes. Connie's rump was as perfectly round and absolutely pleasing. Being a tall girl her legs were alluringly long and finished with delectable feet complemented by toes that Connie kept painted.

Brenda had even a more attractive body than Connie's splendid one but she had a disfigured face as a result of a childhood car accident. Her scarred face made most people look away and thus she had been shunned by almost everyone. However as Connie and Harry had discovered, if you do look at Brenda's face intently, your eyes will eventually focus past her scars and then discover a pretty face underneath.

Thus when Harry after removing her mask and said to Brenda: "You are beautiful" he was sincere as his eyes discerned that hidden beauty. Her shining green eyes were the catalyst to see that hidden beauty and her sexy dark red hair completed such image. Despite Harry and Connie, Brenda's self esteem was naturally low because of the constant social isolation but she was slowly starting to turn it around. The joyful sex with Harry certainly was a tonic.

Connie started:

"I have to first confess Brenda that I have not had all that much more sexual experiences than you but I certainly have had some interesting ones."

Brenda exclaimed:

"Come on Connie, not having a lot of sex? You can't fool me. First of all we had girl on girl sex, and then I am pretty sure you had sex with Spencer 'what his name' and then of course you met Bruce Fielding, the yummy football player, all within just two weeks."

"Yes well" continued Connie, "that was an exception not my usual norm that's for sure. You might think because of my looks, I would have no end of boyfriends. However it does not always quite work out like that in real life. You see most boys were intimidated by my beauty and those with little or no self confidence assumed that they were out of my league. The confidant ones thought that with my good looks I could pick and choose and thus they assumed getting into my pants would require some effort. So I think they were not willing to make such effort especially since they had all kinds of girls willing to fuck them at the snap of their fingers."

"Now I did have as a little girl playing doctor a sexual incident. I think I sucked the boy's penis but as I can hardly remember it, obviously it was not a big deal. Once I turned twelve though my body started taking womanly form and I soon became the best looking girl in school"

"Now the boys in school as soon as they got interested in girls had no problem in hitting on all the other girls but they ignored me in the main. I asked my older brother, Walter, why this was so considering my obvious sex appeal, and he said to me: 'Sis I think most boys have their own self esteem problems and think they could not get a date with you never mind anything else. So don't worry about the reticence by most boys. At least it helps you weed out the useless males. Anyone truly seeking you out should be a superior male confident of his own self worth and hence worth your attention.' My brother went on to advise that because of the fragile male ego that requires the man to master the woman it probably does not hurt if I pretend to be dumber than I really am. Once I snare a boyfriend there will be plenty of time to educate him to appreciate my true worth."

"It sure sounds like you have a wise brother indeed" replied Brenda, "so how did such advice pay off? By the way I notice the coffee is ready I will get us each a cup." 

After Connie sipped her coffee she continued:

"Well although some boys did ask me out on a date usually these turned out to be disasters. It seemed to me that my dates were overawed by me no matter how dumb I pretended to be. Invariably my dates were too nervous to be themselves, and thus my first sex did not occur until after I turned eighteen this January during the last half of my senior high school year. Up until then all I got was a hurry-up peck on the lips, a goodnight kiss in other words, at the conclusion of a date."

"Finally this past January I got noticed by the greatest stud in our school, the school's football team quarterback, Troy Hudson. I don't mean he never knew of my existence before as I was acknowledged by almost everyone to be the prettiest girl in school. However because I had virtually no boyfriends my reputation was of being frigid and I believe I was referred to as the 'ice queen'. Because Troy had a whole slew of girls after him, he probably never gave a thought about me."

"Then one day we literally bumped into each other in a corridor of the school. During class change I was talking to a friend and was not looking ahead as to where I was walking to. Apparently likewise Troy was not looking where he was going either and thus we collided and I fell to the floor dropping all the books I was carrying. Troy was totally apologetic and helped me to my feet. We started talking introducing ourselves to each other but of course we actually were aware who the other was. One thing lead to another and Troy asked if I would like to be his date at a party the following Saturday night at a friend's house whose parents would be gone for the weekend. I accepted eagerly."

"Now Troy was every girl's fantasy as he was everything one would want. He was tall at least 6'4'' which was good for me since I am 6' tall myself. He had rugged looks and curly jet black hair. His body was solid and he exuded manly confidence. Yes, I had high hopes as I was sure he would know how to handle me and we should have a date on equal footing."

"So the night of the party came and it was wild beyond the standard of usual high school parties. The house was huge with six bedrooms and a good thing as there were lots of kids at the party. The family was gone for the weekend except for the host. There was lots of alcohol including kegs of beer. There were also lots of and all kinds of drugs available as well. Soon quite a few of the kids were throwing up as well as some passing out as they could not handle the debauchery."

"Now Troy did ply me with drinks and as I had previously decided to be cool, I did not refuse any drink offered but I did refuse drugs. Soon the alcohol had its effect and I was feeling no pain. When we were dancing Troy was very aggressive in pawing and kissing me. I offered no resistance but I was not getting any joy as Troy's behavior was brutish and off putting"

"Eventually as Troy was confident of my compliance he led me to an unoccupied bedroom. He locked the door of the bedroom and I was getting mildly excited as I realized I was about to lose my virginity. I was mentally preparing myself to enjoy this milestone of my life as Troy pushed me backwards to the bed. Without any romanticism he pushed my dress up and pulled down my pantyhose and panties. Troy then said 'I hope you have protection' as he proceeded to drop his pants and shorts. I quickly got a glimpse of his penis and although I was fairly soused I still noticed that he seemed to have a tiny one, way out of proportion to his otherwise magnificent body. I guess Troy then mounted me and I felt his hand moving down presumably to insert his cock in me."

"Troy then was vibrating his hips, grunting and his sweat was accumulating on his forehead and dripping on to my face. I sort of felt some friction in my vagina but I could not believe he was fucking me since I was sensing no pain which I had come to expect as a virgin. I realized he was indeed fucking me when he screamed 'Come on bitch lets have some movement. I want a good fuck out of you.' I was not really sure at what he really wanted me to do but I instinctively intertwined my legs on his but I still could not feel much."

"Soon though he expelled a heavy breath and rolled off me. Curiously I reached down to my cunt and with my finger I discovered there was indeed Troy's sperm in me. I also noticed some blood so Troy despite his tiny prick had been successful in deflowering me. Since I was fairly drunk I always believed that my drunkenness was what attributed to my unawareness of Troy's fucking as well as the letdown I naturally felt."

"Wow" commented Brenda, "I am sort of glad of having heard this story as I had believed my encounter with Dick Evans was unique"

"Yes" replied Connie, "when you recounted your disaster with 'no dick' Dick, I certainly could empathize and it also gave me a new perspective on what I experienced."

"By the way did you have protection or were you just lucky not getting pregnant?" asked Brenda.

"Yes, my mother put me on birth control pills as soon as I turned fourteen. She was sure that I would have no end of guys fucking me and so she did not want me pregnant" answered Connie as she continued:

"Anyway after a minute of recovery Troy said 'God what a shitty fuck you gave me. I thought you would be better and instead I just have been wasting my time. I am sure you can make your way home' and he pulled up his pants and left the room. I broke down in tears as I was unsure of exactly what had happened and why Troy was such a prick about it. As for my first time at sex it sure was not anything I had been imagining. Eventually I gathered myself together and left the party as I was able to get a ride from a friend of mine who also was at the party."

"Because I had this 'Miss Goody' reputation at school, Troy wasted no time in spreading stories about me. He convinced everyone that I had been stalking him begging him to fuck me. Then as a great favor he gave in and gave me a mercy fuck but that I was the worst lay he had ever experienced."

"Gee Connie that was a real bummer and what an asshole that Troy turned out to be" observed Brenda. "What did you do?"

Connie replied:

"I didn't do anything because I knew it was no use. Troy was the star quarterback and without a doubt was the most popular boy in the school. I was somewhat popular but as Troy's vicious stories spread no one would talk to me except my two closest friends, Antoinette Loos and Jennifer Gray."

"So you had no social life?" asked Brenda.

Connie replied:

"Well about three weeks later, another football player on the team asked me out. His name was Johnny Muir and he was very macho. He was a lineman on the team so he was big. I was curious about him asking me out but he said that he wanted to make up for Troy's shitty treatment of me and that he knew that we could have a good time together. So I agreed to go out to a movie with him."

Connie continued her story:

"So the next Saturday we went to an early evening movie and when it was finished it was only 9:00 P.M. Johnny suggested that we go to a bar for some drinks. I protested that we would not get in because of our ages but Johnny had an authentic looking photo ID of a girl that looked like me and said I could use it. I accepted it and sure enough we were served. I ordered gin and tonic and became very high very soon. Looking back on it I swear Johnny must have put something in my drink while I was not looking because I can not believe I would normally lose all my inhibitions like I did."

Connie continued:

"After a while another player from the team joined us at the table. His name was Sloan Walker, who was also very good looking. I was not noticing how many drinks I had had but I certainly was not feeling very much pain. Soon the conversation was taking a lurid turn. Johnny suggested that he knew Troy had a small weenie from seeing him in team showers, and thus knew I could not have been satisfied. He assured me that he had a big boner that would not disappoint me. He went on to say that Sloan was also well endowed and that the two of them would give me the sex thrill of my life. Well the drinks and whatever else robbed me of any judgment but I also admit that having sex with two guys did sound appealing to me. Thus I agreed to the proposition."

"During the drive to Johnny's I was kissing Sloan as he was pawing me. I was able to touch both Sloan's and Johnny's cocks and was pleased to note they were big indeed. Once we arrived, Johnny led us to the basement rec room where there was a hideaway bed couch. Apparently the house was empty so I guess Johnny's parents were away. Johnny pulled out the bed and told me to get naked. As I was removing my clothes Johnny got a bed sheet and fitted same on the bed. He then motioned me to get on the bed, lay on my back and I complied. Sloan who had gotten naked as well crawled on the bed and on his knees presented his cock to my mouth."

"I opened my mouth and took in his long and thick cock. I stroked that part of his shaft that was out of my mouth and with my other hand gently massaged his sac and balls. With my tongue I was licking the head of his penis like I would an ice cream on a cone. After massaging his sac for a while I then started stroking his ass. When I did that I removed his cock from my mouth and tenderly swallowed his balls to give them a tongue massage. Meanwhile Johnny had removed his clothes and got on the bed. Without a word on his knee he straddled me and pushed his erect tool into my cunt. As I was still dry I screamed out 'Oh fuck' and expelled a huge breath of air. The guys just laughed and started saying some foul things."

"Basically I remember them saying things like: 'Come on slut move that ass lets have a good fuck. You love it don't you? Yeah bitch you love my cock. It's big isn't it? Not like the little weenie of Troy's. No you got a real cock now.' I had to admit to myself that their cocks were good and big and yes quite an improvement on Troy. As soon as my cunt started getting wet from Johnny's cock the fucking was becoming pleasurable and I started automatically moving my hips to meet his thrusts."

"Sloan had moved his knees around my head so he could play with my boobs by reaching forwardly for them. In this position Johnny was furiously banging my cunt while Sloan was sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. I once again reached for Sloan's ass but this time I stuck three of my fingers into his ass hole and he started spurting his cum into my mouth as soon as I got all those fingers completely in him. God did he have a lot of sperm as I gobbled it all up. Then Johnny started to scream 'here it is cunt all my cum for you' and I felt the added wetness of his sperm into my cunt."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 05



"As Johnny was getting his rocks off in me, the door opened and three more players from the football team entered. When Johnny saw them he smiled and said: 'you are in luck boys we got a hot cunt here so get naked and enjoy a piece.' As I started to sit up and protest Johnnie whacked me with his open hand hard against my face and said 'shut up bitch we want no back talk. You are lucky to get the fuck of your life.' By his cruel and mean looks I knew I was not going to easily get out of this situation. So I realized it was better to co-operate then to fight back if I was going to get out of there without bodily injury. So I meekly asked:'What do you want me to do?'"

"Johnny indicated Stu to get flat on his back and directed me to mount him which I did. Then Fred got on the bed behind me and as I leaned forward on to Stu, Fred forced his cock into my rectum. God did that hurt! Fred sure was not gentle at all and he just laughed as I screamed out my pain. Johnny snarled 'shut up bitch- you like that cock in your ass. You want big cock and that's what you are getting.' Although I was somewhat afraid I was also pissed off. I decided I was not going to give them the satisfaction of realizing how much they were hurting me. They may think of me as a slut I didn't care about that but by golly I did not want to leave the impression I was a whimpering female who can be easily intimidated. So I gritted my teeth and decided to just endure as best as I could in what was turning out to be a gang bang."

"Lyle the third new football player moved on to the bed and on his knees moved close to my mouth. I knew what I was supposed to do and so I took his cock in my mouth. I balanced myself with one hand and with my other hand I could handle Lyle's cock to facilitate the blow job. Johnny and Sloan not content to be out of the picture, situated themselves to either side of me and each had a hand on one of my boobs and were playing with them. The double penetration by Stu and Fred was awkward at first not to mention the soreness in my ass. However as I got used to Fred's cock in my ass I forgot the pain. Stu's cock in my cunt though I must admit was heavenly and delicious to feel. Soon Stu & Fred's movements were in sync and the fucking was starting to become exquisite."

"Of course in addition to those two cocks in my nether holes I had Lyle's yummy cock in my mouth. It was a genuine pleasure to suck his cock. When completely in Lyle's cock just felt right in my mouth and he was constantly leaking pre cum. The moisture on his cock caused my mouth to make loud slurping noises and this was a come on for me. Meanwhile the boys were continuously verbalizing some more vulgarity especially Johnny. He was constantly saying something like: 'Yeah bitch you love it. Five cocks all to yourself.' Lyle was repeating: 'Just suck my cock- give it a good job.' The other three were mostly quiet but I could feel the cocks of Fred and Stu just throb."

"Lyle was the first to go and spent his cum into my throat. I still remember the taste even today as it was peculiarly sweet unlike any other sperm I have ever tasted. As soon as Lyle was done, his cock wilted and slipped out of my mouth as Stu and Fred continued to fuck me. Seeing this Johnny removed himself where he was and on his knees stuck his cock now erect again into my mouth. As I had not the opportunity to ingest all of Lyle's sweet cum, sucking Johnny's cock proved to be very slippery but curiously more fun. Fred next grunted presumably getting his rocks off. I soon felt his cock leave my ass but then Sloan's cock was in my ass. As Fred had lubricated my rectum with his sperm I was able to take in Sloan's cock rather easily despite the fact he had a bigger cock."

"Then Stu finally ejaculated but he was very quiet about it and I did not realize at first he was done. My attention was centered on the blow job to Johnny. I felt Stu's cock slip out and he then slid away from underneath me. As soon as he did that I collapsed on my stomach but Johnny and Sloan moved with me so that their cocks did not leave my openings. Stu actually gained a more advantageous position and was fucking my ass furiously. It seemed like when I finally gulped down the last remaining drop of Lyle's cum in my mouth was when Johnny ejaculated and my mouth quickly filled up with a fresh batch of sperm. Then Sloan was shuttering and groaning as he was shooting his load up my ass."

"Well no sooner had Sloan finished but five more football players arrived on the scene. I found out later that Johnnie had this all arranged. I was not even introduced to these new ones but since they were on the school team I did know who each one of them was. Johnny said 'welcome boys we have a hot cunt for you to enjoy. I got a stop watch to time blow jobs. The one who holds out the longest will get to fuck her in the ass while the others will do her pussy only.' Johnny quickly got his stop watch out and indicated the first new arrival to start the marathon blow jobs. I was lying flat on the bed but I had my head on two pillows. The first guy, who I knew to be Bill, had undressed and was on his knees next to my head with his already erect cock pointed at me. I just grabbed a hold of his cock and started stroking it as I inserted it into my mouth. Meanwhile Lyle mounted me on the side to fuck my pussy while I was giving a blow job to Bill"

Brenda was getting horny at the hearing of this story and could not help but ask:

"Gee Connie the situation sure was getting hairy all right. How were you feeling, were you getting scared or were you actually enjoying all these guys?"

Connie replied:

"Just to let you know what I was thinking at this time, I would say that the sex with all these guys was fairly exciting for me and I was determined to make the best of a bad situation. However my pleasure was tempered by their obvious disdain of me and their vulgar verbalizations. They continually called me all kinds of filthy names like 'slut', 'cunt', 'bitch' and 'whore'. I find it odd that they expressed an attitude of utmost disgust and contempt towards me and yet was I not fulfilling their ultimate fantasy of having a gang bang with one girl? I simply can not fathom the male mind in matters of sex"

Connie continued:

"So anyway here I was with my pussy being pounded away by Lyle being the third cock in my pussy and I was sucking my fourth cock- yes I was keeping count. Yes my pussy was getting worn out and my jaws were aching but otherwise the sex was absolutely mind blowing for me. As I remember Bill had the softest cock possible while erect. It was an absolute delight to suck it. I lovingly caressed his balls and moaned. This was about the only sound I made during the whole episode. I was determined not to give satisfaction to the guys to show I actually delighted in the depravity I was being subjected to. Thus although I had many orgasms that night the guys had no evidence of this."

"Bill was not able to hold out too long as my loving administrations to his cock was too much for him. He soon erupted in my mouth while Lyle was only starting to fuck me earnestly. It was obvious Bill was not going to win the prize of fucking my ass. After Bill had dumped all of his sperm into my mouth and I had gulped most of it down I asked Johnny if I could have a beer to wash down all the cum in my mouth. In a rare show of chivalry he did get a can of 'Red Dog' for me to swill while Lyle kept fucking me. Once I had consumed about half of the can, the next new guy who was Barry approached me on his knees and stuck his cock close to my mouth."

"Now Barry had a most curious cock. He had the longest of the ten guys but it was also the thinnest. I was curious to wonder how he would feel in my pussy. As for my ass I think he would be the easiest to take. Thus I felt it was in my interest not to have him win the prize of fucking my ass since it would give me no real thrill and so I took particular care in my blow job. I tried all my newly learned tricks. I had a couple of fingers moving up & down in his rectum. With my other hand I was massaging lovingly his sac and balls. I took all of his cock into my mouth and it took all my will power not to gag. My efforts were rewarded as he started coming as Lyle was still fucking my pussy and still not coming. Despite the quickness of his ejaculation Bill was able to produce for me by far the most copious amount of cum that I got from any of the cocks I sucked that night."

"As soon as Bill had finished and removed his cock from my mouth, I downed the remainder of the can of "Red Dog" while Lyle bless him continued like a trooper to fuck my pussy. I indicated to Johnny that I would like another can of 'Red Dog' when I am finished with the next blow job. So now it was the turn for Pete the next new guy and he presented his cock to me. Pete happened to have the smallest cock of the bunch but at least it was larger than Troy's. I was kind of in a dilemma. His cock was too small to give joy in my pussy and of course it would be easy to take it in the ass. But then I thought if I could not feel his cock in my ass what's the point. So I came to the conclusion that it would be preferably for me to have Pete to also fuck me vaginally. Thus I gave him what I now thought of as the Connie technique for quick blow jobs. However when I stuck my fingers in his rectum I had a nasty surprise as Pete still had some fecal particles in there."

Brenda interrupted: 

"Oh gads Connie that is disgusting weren't you grossed out?"

Connie replied:

"Well, if I do decide to stick my fingers or my tongue into an ass hole I must be prepared to accept such a possibility. I can't complain since I voluntarily acted. Anyway Pete probably was aware of the condition of his ass hole and being surprised by my bold action immediately started spurting his seed in my mouth beating out both the times of Bill and Barry. At the same time Lyle finally ejaculated and was filling my cunt up with his cum. The mutual climax induced an orgasm in me but I was able by the strongest will power and control not to exhibit my orgasm. As soon as Pete withdrew his wilted prick I immediately took a swig of the new can of "Red Dog". I kept some of the beer in my mouth as I inserted the fingers which had been inside of Pete's asshole and I tasted his shit as I slurped my fingers clean" 

Brenda exclaimed:

"Oh yuk Connie! Now you are grossing me out"

Connie replied:

"Well my philosophy in sex is don't knock what you have not tried. It is certainly not something I crave to do but then again as something kinky I sort of got off on it. I think only Pete knew what I had done."

Connie returned to her story:

"Well now it was time to suck Chuck's cock, the fourth new guy, and his cock was pierced! As I pulled back his foreskin and saw the metal I said 'Wow Chuck does that not hurt?' Apparently Chuck was not thrilled about my pointing out his cock in the presence of the other guys as he just said: 'Shut up cunt just suck it' Oh well I thought if he went to the trouble to have his prick pierced I might as well give him an exceptionally good blow job."

"Meanwhile Sloan mounted me, inserting his penis into my pussy and thus he was the first to complete an around the world with me that night. As I was sucking Chuck's cock I did notice that the stake in his cock provided some torturous pleasure for him. With his prick in my mouth I deliberately with my tongue jiggled the metal as much as I could and he visibly shivered as I was doing this. This intense cock sucking was too much for Chuck and soon he was squirting his cum. Sloan meanwhile wasted no time either as he was yelling out something in conjunction with his ejaculation"

"After four straight fucks in my cunt it was getting very soggy down there and some cum was leaking out. I felt that my odor must be getting overpowering so I knew that there would be no hope for a muff dive."

Brenda laughed:

"Yeah it seems like the guys had no thought to providing you pleasure"

Connie continued:

"Johnny was good in keeping me supplied with 'Red Dogs' and thus after each blow job I was able to wash down the sperm. My final blow job as it turned out was with Roy the last of the latter five. If my counting was correct his cock was the eighth cock I had in my mouth and I can no longer remember anything about his cock. I was getting somewhat fatigued and my jaws were by now totally sore. Thus the blow job to Roy was my least enthusiastic. I was almost sucking his cock mechanically and certainly without any zest. Fred was the next simultaneous fuck in my pussy. For variety I had Fred lay flat on his back so I could mount him with my back to him. Thus Roy was able to stand up for his blow job. The other guys had got into the habit of being spectators. Everybody was getting high from the alcohol that Johnny was supplying them with. They were now cheering on the fucking and yelling crude and vulgar suggestions."

"It seemed like it was an eternity until finally Roy ejaculated in my mouth followed by Fred. I was now dog tired but I still had five fucks to endure as planned by Johnny. I just collapsed on the bed took a swig of 'Red Dog' lay flat on my back and spread my legs. I had lost any interest and became numb to what was happening. Johnny announced the times thus the order of fucks would be Pete, Chuck, Bill and Barry to be concluded with an ass fuck by Roy the prize winner. As Pete was the first fuck in this last round the first guys had lost some of their excitement and were enjoying drinking more. Occasionally one would look at us fucking and offer a lewd comment but otherwise the fucking had an eerie private side show aspect."

"I now no longer have any memory of the fucking by Pete, Chuck, Bill and Barry. Yes I can not even say if Chuck's pierced cock had any different sensation. All I know is that each one of them took turns at fucking my pussy and that is all I can remember. Roy the last fuck was also unmemorable. I do recall I turned over and assumed a doggy stance so he could fuck me in the ass. All the guys stopped drinking as they felt that this was the show to watch. No doubt in a doggy style my boobs were swinging enticingly enough to warrant a view but as for me there just was no joy."

"Finally it was all over. Johnny told me to go home as the guys continued drinking and the talk turned to football. I gathered my clothes, dressed, called a cab and got home."

"Wow," marveled Brenda, "That was some night were you OK after this?"

"Well it was not rape. True I did not start the evening expecting to be fucked by ten guys but then I made no objections and offered no resistance. So basically I view this as an experience I had- something wild to be sure but I had no real regrets. I was surprised though by the guys' attitude and their demeaning of me. As a result I felt no warm feelings towards any of them and had no desire to date never mind fucking any of them again."



Brenda and Connie Ch. 06



As Connie & Brenda were sitting naked Indian style after the Halloween Party, Connie was recounting her senior high school year. After describing her gang bang experience Connie continued:

"Not surprisingly the news about this gang bang was spread throughout the school. Everyone who knew who I was, were privy to my brazen sexual activity. The guys naturally in their telling cast me in the most sluttish light possible. Thus within a month my reputation as the "ice queen" morphed to the "school whore". The guys of course had their reputation enhanced even though I really do not think it is all that noble to participate in a gang bang. It sure is unfair to women in sexual roles"

Brenda contributed:

"I agree, if sex is enjoyable to all participants then it should not matter whether you are male or female. But no matter guys are allowed to have as many girls as possible but if a girl has many guys they are sluts. It is definitely unfair"

Connie replied:

"Well I certainly became a social pariah at the school. All the girls would visibly smirk when making eye contact with me. All the guys could not help but make some kind of crude and or lewd remarks when in contact with me. It sure was unpleasant and my spirits were low by this ostracism. None of the guys except the gang bang ten deigned to ask me out. As for the gang bang ten I resolutely refused any overtures. I was not against the sex I endured for their pleasure. I just was pissed off at their smug attitude towards me and I was determined not to reward them. But of course this meant I had no social life. Well one good consequence was that as I had nothing else to do but concentrate on my school work, I actually ended up with the highest grades much to the amazement of my teachers and everyone else for that matter."

Connie continued: 

"The one thing that helped me get through this low point in my life was the loyalty of my two close friends Antoinette and Jennifer who stuck by me. The two of them were extremely opposite in physical appearance. Antoinette was a slight girl about 5'3" or 5'4" but absolutely pretty. She resembled a lot like the actress Mia Kirshner. Because Antoinette is so pretty she is constantly being bombarded by the guys wanting dates but she refuses all proposals because....yes she is a lesbian. Looking like Mia Kirshner who starred in the television series, "L-Word", a show totally about lesbians seemed appropriate."

"Now Jennifer is not very good looking as she has a typical huge 'butch' look to her. I believe she weighs more than 220 pounds and is about 5'6" tall. So I do tower over both of them. When the three of us are together we do make a startling contrast in looks and body sizes. Now when I struck up my friendship with these two in my first year at high school it soon became clear to me what the relationship between them was. Since I obviously displayed a heterosexual outlook the two never before made an advance on me but in my despair this soon changed."

"You see one Saturday afternoon Antoinette was visiting me while my parents were out shopping. As the past week at school was particularly brutal to my self esteem I started a crying jag which I could not stop while I was sitting on my bed. In sympathy and empathy Antoinette sat down next to me and put her hands around my shoulders to comfort me. Unfortunately I started sobbing even louder and I was shaking. Antoinette then started stroking my hair trying to calm me. I was so grateful to her healing administrations that I turned to her. I was about to utter a thank you but instead I simply kissed her to demonstrate my gratitude. My intention was to give really a peck of a kiss as it seemed to me a better way to demonstrate my appreciation of her comfort to me. However the kiss did not stop; instead by mutual desire the kiss continued."

"Soon our mouths opened and we were French kissing in earnest. Now I must say I had never been physically attracted to a female. Although the gang bang was a humiliating ordeal I nevertheless was captivated by the sex. I knew from that experience given the right man I could look forward to nirvana in sex. However as I continued kissing Antoinette I was starting to get aroused. I came to the conclusion that although sex with Antoinette was unlikely to be as satisfactory as a solid cock in my pussy but it had to be better than masturbation and it wasn't like I hated masturbation. Besides given the awful week I had suffered at school it was so comforting to have a loving body to caress."

"We were both dressed somewhat alike; blouse, bra, jeans, panties and socks. When we finally stopped our kiss more or less to catch our breath without any words between us we each unbuttoned our blouses and removed them. We then unhooked our bras so that we were both naked from waist up. I mentioned that Antoinette resembled the actress Mia Kirshner but unlike that actress Antoinette possessed tits that were larger in proportion to her body. Her boobs definitely are disproportionate to her otherwise slight body ruining perfect symmetry but since my own boobs are big I did appreciate Antoinette tits."

"Again without words we instinctively and naturally cupped our tits to direct a rubbing contact with each other. The inducement to do so I think was inspired by our unusual nipples. Antoinette had inverted nipples & thus instead of then sticking out as is the norm in most females her nipples are depressed in her areola. As you know and can see now my nipples are like a three tier effect. On my areola is a small hill and on top of this hill sits my nipples. So in rubbing our tits together I was trying to fit my nipples into her depression. The contact was simply electric and I started panting"

"Hmm" Brenda interrupted "this is something we did not do let me see" and Brenda cupping her tits lunged to make contact with Connie's tits.

"Hold it girlfriend" replied Connie "we have plenty of time today to fool around, let me first finish my story."

"All right" pouted Brenda "but your story is making me hot and bothered. Perhaps I will help myself to another cup of coffee and so please continue."

And Connie resumed her story:

"We continued the breast rubbing for some time as our excitement grew intensely. Antoinette was first to break up the activity as she shrieked 'I can't stand it anymore' and she immediately lowered her head to capture one of my nipples in her mouth. She commenced suckling the nipple with the most intense passion possible. I thought at the time it was good thing my breasts were not then lactic or Antoinette would have had quite a lot of my milk in a very short time. I was soon going crazy with pleasure and I collapsed on to my bed. Antoinette with my assistance pealed off my pants & panties. Antoinette quickly jumped off the bed to shed her clothes while I flat on my back on the bed got rid of my socks. Antoinette got back on the bed and started kissing me again."

"This time there was no mistaking my increasing passion. I was getting completely hot just by the realization that I was naked and a girl also naked was on top of me kissing me earnestly and I was enjoying it. Soon Antoinette was kissing me elsewhere; first in my ears which proved to be so erotic such that my impression was that my brain was melting from Antoinette's hot breathing kiss. She then sucked portions of my neck hard in three different places with the effect of leaving hickeys. Then Antoinette was back on my nipples and I no longer could keep quiet. I started moaning loudly as my lust was totally overpowering. Thank God my parents were away because I felt certain that my groans could be heard throughout our house. Antoinette then lifted each of my tits in turn and licked the underside, slurping up my sweat which had accumulated as a result of the activities and my thoughts. The sensation was absolutely exquisite and this by the way is how I got the idea to do the same to you"

"Yes" sighed Brenda, "I still shiver just recalling when you did that to my boobs."

Connie continued:

"It certainly was quite a turn on indeed and I started voicing my ecstasies. I believe I screamed things like 'Oh God Antoinette you are driving me crazy.' And many exclamations of 'Oh fuck' and 'Oh shit' interspersed with 'oh is this so good'

Brenda laughed:

"I guess you were pretty far gone by this time." "Yes" replied Connie "I was on the absolute edge and knew nothing much more was needed. In fact as Antoinette went to my cunt and after just a few licks it was all over. I screamed out my orgasm no doubt taking Antoinette by surprise. I was shaking and kicking all over to release my pent up tension."

Brenda pouted:

"Wow, that Antoinette seems to be some kind of lover!"

Connie retorted:

"Hush dear, don't be jealous. Don't forget Antoinette was an experienced lesbian whereas with you it was your first time and you did just fine. I cherish fondly our time."

Brenda beamed:

"Thanks. I truly do have happy memories as well since you were my first lover."

Connie continued:

"After I calmed down, Antoinette wordlessly moved up and straddling me presented her cunt to my face. I instinctively knew what I was supposed to do. As lesbian lovemaking was old hat for her I knew that to make her come I had some work to do. Licking her cunt though was a very wondrous undertaking enhanced exquisitely by her female smells. Actually my first licking of another woman's pubes was so exciting that I was getting afraid I would come again before Antoinette. However soon Antoinette was starting to grunt passionately and as I used my standby trick of inserting a couple of fingers in her rectum she soon also screamed out her orgasm. Thank God she came just then as I exploded into my second orgasm about one second after her. Our timing turned out to be perfect since as soon as I calmed down again I heard my Dad drive up our driveway and we quickly dressed to greet my parents." 

Connie continued:

"The sex with Antoinette was a great truly welcome tonic against the daily abuse I endured at school. Unfortunately for me Antoinette was very much in love with Jennifer and thus she was not all that anxious to have more sex. I kept pestering Antoinette for sex but she kept putting me off. Antoinette told me that Jennifer was very jealous and she did not want to jeopardize her relationship. Besides she knew that I was really heterosexual and that there was no future for an intense relationship. Antoinette sensed that I would give her up in a heartbeat for an eligible guy and I guess she was right. After about a month of my continuous begging, Antoinette finally consented to having sex again. We set it up for a Saturday night when my parents were going out on a special affair where my father was being honored for some sort of work achievement. To make it perfect and possible, Jennifer had to baby-sit her younger kid brother as her parents were going to same affair as my parents." 

"For that day I prepared my self for an erotic evening. I painted my toenails an exotic purple. I took a long luxurious bubble bath and splattered myself with talc. I took particular care in shaving my arms and legs. I had undertaken my first bikini wax the day before so my vagina and my perineum had not even a hint of pubic hair or stubble. I also selected my sexiest lingerie as well as a cool pair of earrings. Finally I sprayed on a perfume that made me feel like the sexiest woman alive. I put on though a plain inconspicuous dress to dissuade any suspicion from my mother who was busy getting ready herself. Besides I knew I would not be wearing my dress for too long once Antoinette would arrive. When my parents left-they actually had to leave early so were gone by 7:00 PM- I finished my appearance with judicious application of make-up as well as sexy eye shadow and mascara. When I looked at myself in the mirror I was quite satisfied and felt I was totally beautiful."

Brenda interjected:

"Oh Connie, you are a truly gorgeous woman and you do not need any aid to enhance your natural beauty."

Connie replied:

"You are a dear for saying so. I guess because I was so starved for sex, I wanted to simply please Antoinette. When Antoinette did arrive my jaws dropped on seeing her. She had a sexy dress on and obviously groomed herself carefully for me. She was simply yummy"

Brenda observed:

"If this Antoinette does resemble the actress Mia Kirshner, you certainly were fortunate to have such a beauty for girl on girl sex."

Connie seeing what Brenda was implying thus replied:

"Don't sell yourself short Brenda. Yes you have a scarred face but anyone looking at you for any length of time can see that you are indeed beautiful and you truly have a terrific bod that most girls would kill for. Trust me having sex with you was every bit as enjoyable as with Antoinette."

Brenda beamed at these words and cooed:

"Thank you I know your lovemaking made me feel beautiful"

Connie continued:

"As soon as Antoinette stepped in the house we started kissing as we could not keep our hands off each other. Our passionate kissing quickly weakened me as I felt my legs buckling from my arousal. So I broke off the kiss and indicated to Antoinette that we should quit fooling around and get to my bedroom immediately. As she agreed we quickly ran up to my room and peeled off our clothes. So much for my sexy lingerie but relief from my sexual tensions was the paramount consideration. We almost simultaneously got on my bed and resumed kissing. We were hugging each other as tightly as possible. The sensation of our tits pressing to each other was especially exciting given the contrast of our nipples. We were active in rolling on the bed so that during the non stop kissing we were at one time facing each other on our sides. Then I was flat on my back with Antoinette on top of me. Then Antoinette was on her back with me on top of her. Just the kissing alone was so delicious that I could not get enough of it."

"When we finally stopped kissing we ended up on our backs next to each other. Automatically we each with the appropriate hand reached over to the other's cunt. We then commenced a slow pleasant mutual masturbation of each other. Antoinette's hand was very skilful and her fingers touched all the right spots. I was soon panting and actually drooling so gone was I. Antoinette seemed to know my cunt better than me as her fingers gave me pleasure no matter what she touched and sending shivers throughout my spine. Antoinette then became the aggressor. She turned to her side and started kissing my ears. This has to be one of my erogenous spots. Her tongue inside my ear simply gave me the impression that my brain was melting and I can not stand it more than one or two minutes before I would pass out. As a new innovation Antoinette kissed and licked my underarms. Wow was that a turn on! Soon she was on my nipples and earnestly suckling on them."

"I started moaning and groaning. It is strange that my moans and groans would give the impression that I was in extreme pain and yet instead I was in the extreme high pleasure passion mode. Antoinette's suckling of my breasts was so intense that I was in nirvana. Sensing my heightened passion Antoinette then lowered herself while I also moved forward so that Antoinette could start eating me out while she was comfortingly still on the bed."

"As soon as Antoinette's tongue licked my vagina lips I screamed out 'Oh God, yes Antoinette! Yes baby! Give me that delicious tongue. Suck my cunt.' I put my hands down there and parted my cunt lips wide for easier access to Antoinette. Suddenly the door swung wide open and a furious Jennifer Gray entered."

"I discovered later that Jennifer had phoned Antoinette to invite her over to help in baby-sitting and some extra curricular activity once her kid brother would fall asleep. Antoinette's mother innocently advised that she was with me. On hearing this Jennifer arranged with the next door teenage girl to take over in baby-sitting and she set out for my home. Obviously my cry of passion easily directed Jennifer to where Antoinette and I were located."

"Jennifer upon seeing us in the compromising position screamed out 'You fucking bitch! You two timing whore! Not satisfied with my love! I'll teach you' Jennifer spotted one of my hair brushes on the dresser and grabbed it. She then started spanking Antoinette on her ass and not too gently. Antoinette did not move at all or made any attempt to avoid the spanking. Instead she kept eating me out! Jennifer was fiercely whaling away without any let up. The only evidence that Antoinette gave of feeling pain was that some tears were forming in her eyes. The sight of seeing the hard and kinky spanking plus Antoinette's cunnilingus on me drove me over the edge."

"I screamed out my orgasm as loudly as I was capable of- almost yelling: 'Oh shit! Oh fuck! This is too much' and I continued almost endlessly repeating those words as I could not come up with anything else to scream. The orgasm was of the utmost intensive kind. I was dimly aware that Antoinette was also climaxing. Jennifer stopped spanking Antoinette no doubt startled by the mutual orgasms we each demonstrated." 

"Jennifer let the brush drop and started sobbing and crying: 'Oh God I am so sorry! I love you so much and I let my anger get the best of me.' Antoinette got up and hugged Jennifer. As she stood up I saw her fiery red ass. Jennifer was truly vicious in her spanking as not only was Antoinette's ass a deep red but there were also visible raised welts with some blood as well. The sight of Antoinette's ass to me was both appalling as I realized how much the spanking must have hurt Antoinette. However it was also weirdly erotic to see her ass as I marveled at the pain Antoinette was willing to endure to pacify Jennifer."

"Antoinette started to calm and soothe Jennifer: 'hush darling I do love you. Even though I was fucking Connie it does not mean I love you less. Jennifer you are my girl. Besides Connie will soon get a boyfriend and she will forget us. We always will have each other. In the meantime Connie is hot and we should both take the opportunity of sharing her.'"

"On hearing those words I was not sure I was so keen to have sex with Jennifer considering what a sadistic person she demonstrated to be. However as Antoinette clearly loved her I was willing to give her the benefit of doubt. Jennifer was sufficiently mollified and again apologized to Antoinette and also to me!"

"Jennifer said to me: 'I am truly sorry for interrupting but I was just jealous. You are so god damned beautiful that I was afraid of losing Antoinette. Let me make it up to you Connie. I can love on you as well as Antoinette.' I smiled and got off the bed to give Jennifer a hug and a kiss. As our kiss intensified Antoinette started to remove Jennifer's clothes and it was not too long before Jennifer was as naked as us. Soon there was nothing left to do but all of us getting to bed together."

"Amazingly without any communication amongst us we automatically took our positions by intuition. Jennifer laid flat on her back and I on my knees straddled her face as I faced her legs. Jennifer had positioned her arms on the back of my legs so she could kiss and lick all parts of my pudendum and had free use of her hands. Antoinette being the lightest girl made it possible for us to complete in essence a right angled triangle. She first stood over Jennifer with her red ass facing me. She bent down and lifted her left leg and rested the leg on my left shoulder. As Jennifer was licking me I placed my hands on either side of Antoinette to steady her and thus she lifted her other leg on to my right shoulder. Antoinette also used her hands to steady herself and lighten her weight on me."

"Once we were thus positioned I was able to lick and lap Antoinette's cunt and ass. Antoinette was able to lick Jennifer's cunt. Jennifer in turn had the most mobility to my pudendum. The oral sex was enticing but of course what was erotic was our positioning. What was the turn on for me was my subconscious mind reminding me that I am giving comfort to the girl that was beaten whereas I am receiving pleasure from the girl that inflicted the punishment."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 06



"I was licking Antoinette's ass crack more than her cunt probably because I could thereby gaze on her abused ass cheeks. I don't know why that was so alluring to me but just staring at Antoinette's red ass was driving me over the edge. We soon all three were orgasaming. I can't say for sure but I believe our minds had more to do with our orgasms then the physical feel of tongue on our nether regions."

"Brenda interjected:

Wow! Sounds like that was some threeway."

Connie answered:

"Yes, the sex was very exciting. Antoinette who now is with Jennifer at Bowling Green (Ohio), attending the university there, has kept in touch with me. She has told me recently that she intends to visit me during this first year and perhaps we will have our own threeway."

"Well count me in" replied Brenda, "This Antoinette sounds like a dream fuck"

Connie continued:

"Anyway when we completed the triangular fuck Jennifer said she had to go since the neighbor girl was willing to baby-sit only for a temporary short time. Antoinette agreed to accompany Jennifer so I was left alone to ruminate the sexual encounters. After that night despite the apparent forgiveness by Jennifer, she nevertheless was still jealous and worried about Antoinette's affections. Thus there was no more girl on girl sex for me that high school year. 

An alternative though appeared at our high school to prevent me from being blue for too long. A new boy arrived at our school as his parents had moved to Michigan from Alabama. His name was Travis Williamson and he was a dream. He was all male stud. Any female seeing him would experience wetness accumulating on her panties. Yes a 6'2" stud. All muscular no fat a man's man and a girl's wet dream." 

"He was naturally a football player but because he transferred to Michigan right after Thanksgiving and then to our school in March he knew nothing of my reputation as enunciated by the gang bang ten. It turned out that I was the first female student Travis came into contact when he arrived at our school. On his first day he naturally was in the school's office for instructions and orientations. It happened that I had been scheduled for an appointment with the principal that day but I have since forgotten why; obviously not anything that important. So here was Travis and I sitting together on a bench in the school's office waiting for our respective appointments. We naturally fell into a quick and easy conversation and I discovered a lot about Travis' background."

"It turns out that Travis's father was manager of a chain retail store in Alabama but had been promoted to regional manager for territories including Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania and West Virginia. His office would be in metro Detroit and hence the move from Alabama to Michigan was necessary. For Travis the move was a bummer because it jeopardized his chances for an athletic scholarship to a major university in the south as he had been the star quarterback on his high school football team."

"On the bright side was the fact that he had made his reputation in Alabama such that he was a nation wide recruit possibility. It was happenstance that both Alabama & Auburn (the two schools he would naturally have gravitated to) had established quarterbacks for the next two years so that prospects for a starting quarterback position there was not too promising in any case. However the move to Michigan meant that he might get a favorable scholarship offer from a Big 10 school he might not otherwise acquire. He had already submitted his application along with some video of his high school games to the various schools."

Consequently he was interviewed by the coach for Michigan State and was offered a scholarship. Harry Quinn, as you know Brenda is now in his final year. (Of course at that time I did not know who Harry Quinn was) Because of that fact, Travis accepted the MSU scholarship since he had a realistic hope of becoming MSU's starting quarterback in his sophomore year while in his freshman yeart he would be under Harry's tutelage. This naturally was music to my ears as I was already almost admitted to MSU. Finally I felt the gods were favoring me."

"Fascinated by his conversation I was still alert to notice that he was giving me a once over look and liking what he saw. I was sanguine enough to be aware that his attitude was unhindered by my now established reputation as the school whore. My main hope was to attract him to me sufficiently to ward off my negative image. With this in mind I gave off all kinds of signals to indicate that I was available and was pleased with his attentions. I especially made him aware that I would be attending MSU as well. And so I was rewarded as he suggested we meet after school for refreshment at a nearby café and I could help him acclimatize better to his new school."

"It was of course a most hoped for opening and I readily accepted. I felt full confidence that the subsequent school day for Travis would not uncover a more attractive female and thus he would have no reason to bow out this first tentative date. When we met again later that day I used up all my female tricks to fix Travis's desire for me. He acknowledged that as he was new to the school and not to mention new to the whole state he was thus unaware of what was happening."

"I apprised him of a scheduled school dance this coming Saturday and no fool Travis took up the hint and secured a date with me for this event. Lest he entertained any doubt why I, an undeniable good looker, would be free for a date on such short notice, I gave out the impression that I had a tentative date that I was willing to overlook in favor of his companionship. So the portends were great for an enjoyable evening" 

"That Saturday, Travis ever the perfect gentleman, came to my house to pick me up at the appropriate time. This gave me the chance to introduce him to my parents. This was a two edge sword for my interests. I knew my parents had to be impressed by Travis as he was a cut above the norm of teen age boys and certainly the best date I had up to that time introduced to them. Likewise I was proud of both my parents and I knew that Travis would have to be impressed on meeting them. This could only be a plus for me in my plans to attract him as a permanent boyfriend. All unfolded as I had hoped. The dance was perfect and I could sense that Travis was enchanted with me. I might add that Travis was a dream beau for my desires and the evening was as perfect as perfect could be."

"After the dance Travis suggested we could go for a late night snack at an all night restaurant like Denny's or a Ram's Horn. Not wishing for the night to end the suggestion was absolutely agreeable to me. It turned out we went to a Ram's Horn establishment that had virtually no customers. We had a great time and laughed a lot at the restaurant. When we departed and got back to Travis's car we headed towards my home. When Travis turned into a street which would lead to my street he noticed the houses were all dark so he parked under a huge maple tree and by the darkness we seemed to be alone in the world."

"Immediately without any word between us we started one of the most passionate kisses I was ever a participant to.""Travis was a tremendous kisser. He held me just right; his tongue did all the right things. After just one minute my whole body felt like jelly having melted to his erotic kissing. He slowly started pawing on my breasts and of course I offered no resistance. I was now so far gone that he could do anything he wanted to and not only would I not mind but I would encourage it."

"Soon Travis had pushed the top sleeves of my dress and slip off my shoulders and he was cupping my boobs. As he was doing this and not breaking my kiss I reached behind me and unhooked my bra so Travis had absolute free hands to my tits. On feeling my unfettered boobs Travis soon broke off the kiss and enjoyed himself by suckling on my tits in turn. His lips on my nipples were just heavenly. My mind was so mesmerized into this sexual encounter that when I felt his warm breath and of course his mouth on my boobs I almost fainted in ecstasy. Involuntarily I released a passionate moan- I was truly into this."

"It was natural for one of my hands to search for his cock as Travis continued his slurping of my tits. I was most pleasantly thrilled to ascertain that Travis had a magnificent prick. Quickly I had both of my hands tucking at his belt and pants to release his cock. Once that was accomplished I had to reluctantly stop Travis's licking of my tits as it was imperative for me to swallow his cock."

"When that gorgeous cock was in my mouth I had achieved a new high. God his cock was tasty and was it ever so big! My thought was 'can a girl ever achieve any greater happiness.' As my mouth was administrating delicate attentions I could sense that Travis's cock was simply throbbing. Travis was groaning out loud and gave me great pleasure to realize that he was enjoying my blow job immensely."

"Soon his hips were shaking and I could feel the blasts of his cum hitting the back of my throat. His sperm was outstanding; very salty and absolutely delicious. Although Travis was groaning very loudly as a result of his ejaculation I could not really hear him as I was overwhelmed by own passion and my subconscious mind was sending me signals to enjoy the taste of his sperm, the smell of his sperm and the feel of his shaking cock in my mouth. Again I was close to fainting under the spell of the eroticism of the moment."

"Wow" interjected Brenda again, "seems like you had a blast there Connie, pun intended."

"Yes", replied Connie, "I certainly enjoyed a most intense orgasm even though all I did was give a blow job. But of course the fact that it was to Travis made the event for me truly extraordinary. As we recovered Travis said: 'Look why don't we go to a motel I just can't let this moment go to waste.' As I was too passionately compromised I had no option but to acquiesce. To make sure that what was going to happen was indeed what was going to happen I assured Travis that he did not have to worry about my parents as they always trusted me on dates and would not be waiting up for me. In addition I advised that I had protection so that he did not have to worry about getting me pregnant. By such assurances Travis quickly gunned the motor and got us to the nearest motel pronto as I barely had enough time to cover my breasts again so I could walk from the car to the motel room."

"Once inside there was no holding back and it was a wondrous fuck indeed. We kissed again and quickly shed our clothes. Travis certainly was all a girl could dream of and his cock was enormous. I was hot as soon as we got into the room and the temperature in my body rose sky high as soon as I saw his naked body. We quickly jumped into bed and he wasted no time in inserting his cock into my pussy."

"God when I could feel his cock inside me I almost went off the edge right away. Travis's cock was huge and felt snug inside me. I immediately wrapped my legs around his ass to ensure he would not leave me. I started humping and each thrust in return by him was sheer delight. God his cock felt good it was heavenly. Soon I was screaming: 'Oh God Travis you are good; God Travis you are big; I feel all of you; It feels so good; Fuck me Travis; Fuck me Travis; Don't stop; Fuck me good; God Travis I need your cock; oh God' Needless to say I was soon over the edge and experiencing an excruciating orgasm. For satisfaction to my ego Travis was not silent either as he screamed something as well but I was too far gone to realize exactly what he was saying."

"We collapsed in each other arms after that intense fucking. Later on after we recovered our senses we fucked again just to calm our nerves. This intercourse had not the same impact as our initial fuck but it was necessary to re-establish our sanity. When it was over it took super human effort to gather ourselves together to return to our respective homes so intense was our fucking" "Wow" Brenda observed: "It looks like you struck gold in participating in the perfect fuck."

"Yes", replied Connie, "It certainly was a night to remember but unfortunately it was the only night. You see after Travis dropped me off at my house he might have been on too high on the sex I am afraid. He got himself into a car accident so severe that he died instantaneously upon collision a mere 15 minutes after leaving me. I was devastated. I was in mourning and I could not be comforted. The sex with Travis was so good that I could not bear harboring a sexual thought in the balance of my senior high school year."

Connie concluded:

"It was not until I came to the MSU campus and met you Brenda that I could start functioning again as a normal human being."

Brenda put her arm around Connie in response to the melancholy ending to Connie's first authentic love encounter. The girls soon were kissing each other. Their comforting of each other soon led them to a more intense sexual tension. They started by cupping their tits and rubbing against each other. Then they took turns in sucking on each other's nipples. In the normal course of actions they soon ended up in a 69 position with Brenda on top.

After they came to a mutual climax they resumed to a comforting embrace as they held each other tightly. It dawned on them that although they were not lesbians they had established a unique symbiotic relationship.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 07



After the Halloween Party, Harry Quinn maintained a most happy disposition. As the best friend of Bruce Fielding, he was well aware of Bruce's infatuation with Connie Snyder, and had been puzzled by it. Of course he would concede that Connie was undeniably a most attractive girl, but so what? Good looking girls are a dime dozen for the likes of Bruce and him. As football studs they were constantly importuned by gorgeous looking females. 

Harry had become jaded to female pulchritude. A girl had to have something more than physical beauty to attract his notice. He was certain that Bruce felt the same way, and so he was truly surprised by the way Bruce was doting on Connie. He and Bruce had been close friends for the three full years, since they met as freshmen on the University's football team. He and Bruce had gone through a lot of girls during that time, and none merited more than a passing interest.

Thus Bruce's exclusive interest in Connie was completely unprecedented. When he asked Bruce what was so special about Connie that attracted him, he could not explain it exactly. All he could say was that as soon as he had met her he knew as certain as night followed day that she was THE WOMAN for him. He was just as certain that she felt the same kind of love for him. Bruce could not elaborate any further; except to speculate that he, Harry that is, would probably have the same kind of intuition when he met his woman.

Harry rudely snorted at such a notion. He did not think he had ever heard such gibberish. He felt it was so typical of a silly infatuation, and the sooner Bruce got over it the better off he would be. Now that he had met Brenda, though, he was revising his thinking.

Unlike Bruce, upon meeting Brenda, he was not struck by the notion that this was his WOMAN. Nonetheless, though, he was intrigued by her when he first met her. He had been appraised by Bruce via Connie that Brenda had a scarred face and could not attract a beau as a result. So Bruce begged Harry to take Brenda to the frat Halloween party as a favor to Connie whom he naturally wanted to please.

Actually the fact that Brenda had a potentially ugly face paradoxically appealed to Harry. He certainly had wearied of pretty but empty headed females. He sensed from the way Bruce had described her albeit based on second hand information from Connie that Brenda probably had a brain. 

To cinch the deal Bruce intimated that as Brenda was starved for affection, she could be lured to bed easily without virtually any effort on his part. And Bruce pointed out that in a darkened bedroom a pretty face was not much of an asset. What was important were a juicy cunt and a hot bod. Bruce affirmed that according to Connie Brenda possessed both such assets in spades. On that basis Harry had agreed to go out with Brenda to the party.

Now Harry went to the party without any preconceived expectation of pleasure, but he was soon charmed by Brenda's wit. Their conversations were so engrossing that their affinity to each other was established within the first hour. By the second hour the prospect of fucking her was absolutely enticing and appealing. 

He did not make a fuss when she insisted on retaining her mask on their initial coupling. The fact that she retained her mask gave their sexual intercourse a kinky flavor that heightened the pleasure. However he had to insist that he see her face after they had finished fucking for that first time.

He could perceive her reluctance and fear. So he steeled himself not to betray any sign of abhorrence as he removed her mask. He was though fascinated by his anticipation of now first gazing at her face. The absolute total enjoyment of their fucking predisposed Harry to view her as favorably as possible.

As he stared at her face he obviously noted the disfigurement caused by her scarring. But as he continued staring he could discern the beauty of her face that was underneath the scarring. The longer he stared the more obvious became her hidden beauty to him. 

Thus when he said to Brenda, 'You're beautiful' it was said with conviction. The sincerity of Harry's pronouncement was crystal clear to her. She was obviously relieved but she was also mostly delighted and grateful. They fucked two more times that night and there was no lessening in the passion of either of those couplings. They had a bang of a night.

Harry was not smitten with the 'love at first sight' bug like Bruce was with Connie. However he was absolutely enchanted with Brenda. He knew and perceived that she had had little sexual experience but she more than made up for it by her genuine, unbridled enthusiasm. 

It seems strange to contemplate that some can engage in sex without enthusiasm. However that was the case with most of Harry's sex partners, despite his own undeniable sexual appeal. Most of Harry's girls had expended all their energy in enticing him to fuck them. Once they achieved this goal the sex was anticlimactic to them. 

Harry was as attractive a male as can be imagined. His rugged good looks made females drool and other males envious. Coupled with being a star quarterback with a major university team with a realistic prospect of playing in the NFL, he was a target for all the manipulative and gold digging females extant. Such females easily elbowed out genuine females who might have been attracted to him sincerely beyond his obvious superficial assets.

So the girls Harry had associated with were paradoxically only interested in themselves. When they bedded Harry, for them the thrill was the affirmation that they were a "hottie" having just scored with a stud. The sex was only incidental to their true pleasure and Harry could always perceive such shallowness. It was no wonder that Brenda's obvious enjoyment of sex with him was like a breath of fresh air for Harry.

He easily discerned that Brenda had an entirely different mindset. She did not want sex to chalk up as a conquest to boost her ego. She wanted sex simply to purely enjoy the experience. Harry was cognizant that Brenda was willing to have had sex with just about anyone. 

However he sensed that possibly deep down psychologically Brenda knew she would have been gorgeous if not for her childhood car accident and thus would think she was his equal. That kind of subconscious notion might bring out the best of her sexual nature and prowess. If he was right in this reasoning then he knew he would be privy to a truly exquisite relationship such as what Bruce & Connie seemed to be in.

Alternatively, it was clear that Brenda was determined to make the most of her time with him. If she did not have the self confidence to feel his equal, he surmised that she would nevertheless want as much raw and pleasurable sex as possible to savor after the inevitable break up she would feel was coming. In either case he was in for the sexual ride of his life, and he could not feel more fortunate.

Setting aside such speculative reasoning, Harry believed that Brenda's joy in sex was primarily derived from an intense natural craving for sexual pleasure. That manifested in her sexual aggressiveness that party night. 

Harry could swear that had he not made any aggressive move himself during that night of fucking; he would have still enjoyed more pleasure than he ever had experienced before in sex. The sexual pleasure Brenda provided was more exquisite than the technical expertise his more experienced other sexual partners had given. 

Although it was premature to say Harry was in love with Brenda he certainly had developed a strong interest in her. It was axiomatic that he would see her again and soon. He called her that Monday to set up a double date (obviously with Bruce & Connie) for dinner the next Saturday night, after another home game.

After Brenda had calmed down from the euphoria of her weekend, she was able to reassess her situation more realistically. She believed herself to be in love but she chastised herself for being so foolish. After all this was the first decent date she had ever had and she was afraid she was making too much of it. Well even if no relationship should develop, she was determined to make the most of whatever time she was going to have with him. She was cognizant that this might probably be her only opportunity to have sex with someone like Harry.

She had the presence of mind to deliberately leave her mask at his apartment to avail herself of an excuse to contact him. She suspected that guys like Harry detested girls from overtly pursuing him but then again he did give her his number. Besides she knew she would be devastated if she lost him & had made no effort to secure his continuing affections. If she was going to lose him hopefully it would not be until after a torrid affair.

So she was on pins and needles trying to determine what length of time should pass before she should contact him about her mask. She felt it was a delicate timing issue; too soon she would be appearing to be too anxious; too late she would appear to have no interest in him. Luckily for her peace of mind Harry contacted her at the earliest possible time she could have expected. In accepting the date she had forgotten all about the mask.

When that Saturday arrived, Brenda was beside herself with excitement. She was giddy; she was tense; she was exhilarated; she was apprehensive. As Connie was getting herself prepared for the date, she left the room for the communal bathroom to shower. 

Brenda's nerves were shot. Already naked she was going to get a robe and follow Connie to the shower. She stopped and reached under her bed instead. From a special storage box she pulled out her dildo and a flexible plastic string of four anal beads.

She then sat on a straight back rigid chair. She slumped back and lifted her feet off the floor to cause her legs to dangle in the air. This uncomfortable position curiously initiated the onset of an intense sexual excitement. She wetted the beads in her mouth before popping them into her ass one at a time, until all four were in. There was a ring at the end of the fourth bead that allowed her to maneuver the beads in her rear canal. Moving the beads caused the necessary friction to develop the pleasure sensation she was seeking and needing.

She then wetted the dildo. She took a little time longer as she visualized Harry's magnificent cock and pretending that it was what she was sucking. She actually started moaning in response to her imagination. She then inserted the dildo in her vagina and began pumping.

The double penetrating actions in her nether regions were directing her passion to a natural conclusion. Her masturbation technique was greatly aided by her memory of the wonderful fucking of the previous week. She could sense that her sexual hunger was slowly becoming assuaged.

The need to masturbate before her date seemed disgusting to her conscious mind, but she could not fight off her compulsion. The need to act sluttish was overwhelming. That same compulsion caused her to remove the beads from her ass and stick them into her mouth for tasting. With her now freed hand she clutched her tits and was mauling them. She would later be startled at what she had done, but at the moment the need to be naughty overcame any and all of her reticence. Brenda exploded into a very vocal and intense orgasm. 

This then was the extraordinary scene Connie encountered when she returned from her shower. Although Connie was surprised she decided to play it cool so as not to embarrass Brenda any further. So she nonchalantly remarked:

"My gosh Brenda! I do declare I thought you were hot for Harry. I would not have thought that you would need to psych yourself up for a date with him."

Brenda still panting from her self induced orgasm replied:

"That is precisely the problem. I am burning for him. I am afraid I will jump his bones as soon as I see him. At least I hope this will calm me down sufficiently enough that I can act like a civilized female."

"So you are saying until you have a few more fucks under your belt you will not be able to act rationally?" 

"Oh I don't think I'll ever get enough fucking from him. I seem to crave his cock all the time."

"I can relate to that. It is a good thing Bruce is on the football team and has commitments or I would never get any of my school work done."

Brenda got off the chair, grabbed a robe & towel and headed for the shower. She also surreptitiously took the dildo & beads with her to wash them as well. The closeness between Brenda & Connie was never more evident as neither one of them thought of anything else to say about Brenda's brazen masturbation. It was just one of those things as far as they were concerned.

When Brenda returned from her shower to get ready for the date, she selected her sexiest mini dress to wear. It was even bolder than the red dress of the Halloween party. It showed plenty of cleavage and plenty of legs; Brenda's greatest physical assets.  

She was also pleased with herself that on this date she would not feel threatened or apprehensive of Connie's beauty. She saw at the Halloween party that Harry had no interest in Connie. Besides it was obvious to any indifferent observer that Connie and Bruce had eyes only for each other.

When the guys arrived to pick them up for their date, Harry smiled at Brenda and bestowed on her a very meaningful welcome kiss. Her heart beats soared to an accelerated rate as she has relieved to realize that his partiality for her had survived beyond that lovely frat party evening.

Brenda's face was hard to look at; but once one gets accustomed to it one can sense a beauty to her. Although Brenda had low self esteem because of the way people reacted on seeing her especially for the first time, she nevertheless was able to maintain a sunny disposition. When not provoked she could sport a smile which diffused and softened a lot of her hideous appearance. 

This was about where Harry was at in his feelings about Brenda's actual visage. After he had removed Brenda's mask that night, he was determined to concentrate on her better features. As Brenda was constantly smiling while he was fucking her throughout the night, he was able to fix Brenda's true beauty in his mind. With such thought process it was then automatic for him to consider her as truly a beautiful woman notwithstanding her scarred face. This meant he had no trepidation nor felt any embarrassment in appearing in public with her. As Brenda could perceive such an attitude on his part, it made her feel even more grateful.

Both couples piled into Harry's spacious vehicle, a fully loaded Hummer, which his fairly well to do parents had gifted as a high school graduation present. Brenda could not be more pleased. Not that she was mercenary, but considering that she was prepared to accept as a boyfriend anything better than pond scum, she was reveling in her good fortune. She thought that perhaps the gods and the fates were making amends for the misfortune of her face.

Their date was dinner at an upscale steak house where patrons were invariably smartly dressed. As soon as they were seated Brenda succumbed to her urges. Sitting within reach of Harry's crotch, she slipped a hand underneath the tablecloth. She was able to make contact and skillfully unzipped his pants to free his cock. She started gently stroking his manhood and also to periodically fondle his balls. Harry had the presence of mind not to betray to his table companions that anything untoward was happening to him. He was surprised but was unresistingly enjoying Brenda's manipulations. Although he was accustomed to females pursuing him, he had never encountered anyone as bold or as aggressive as Brenda.

At this point in time, a female, best described by that old fashioned word, "floozy", approached Harry. Her name was Sherry Lynn Geisler and she had been in bed with Harry a few weeks before; actually on the night of the Western Michigan game. There is an adage that "appearances can be deceiving." In Sherry's case this adage did not apply. Sherry looked and dressed like a slut and in fact she was a slut. 

When she was off campus men on the street assumed she was a professional prostitute and occasionally one would make a proposition to her. She was never insulted but was actually flattered whenever that happened. She was always tempted to accept, but she refused these overtures. Sherry was empty headed but she had street smarts enough to know that it would not be wise to risk potential conflicts with actual prostitutes and/or their pimps.

Sherry had pretty enough facial features as well as an adequate body to tempt any unattached red blooded male. She had met Harry at a different frat party on the night of the Western game. She made all the moves to entice Harry to have sex with her, and as he was bored with his actual date he did not resist. The subsequent fucking was nothing spectacular to him to the extent that he had forgotten her & did not recognize her as she got to their table.

For Sherry though that night was a heady experience. Having fucked the MSU football team's quarterback was a significant feather in her cap and in her mind validated her as a "hottie". Although vacuous, Sherry was not so dense not to recognize that he had no further interest in her. That was clear enough when he refused to offer his phone number to her. But she was not unduly perturbed as she was of the philosophy that there were plenty of other "fish in the seas". Besides despite his distain of her, he could not deny that he had fucked her and cast doubt to her bragging amongst her acquaintances. In reality the fact that he had fucked her was more important to her than the actual enjoyment of the experience. 

So Sherry did not pursue or stalk him like some other females in her position might have been tempted to do. However when she saw Harry enter the restaurant with a girl (Brenda) presumably his date, she was absolutely shocked. How could Harry, arguably the STUD of the entire campus of Michigan State University, consider appearing in public, never mind dating, anything as hideous as this girl appeared to be? In her mind she felt there must be some kind of a mistake perhaps, he had been tricked into it. Thus she saw this situation as an opportunity for another roll in the sack with him. After all she had already enticed him before from a date who was a hell of a lot better looking than tonight's creature. Thus she left her table to approach Harry for such purpose and greeted him with:

"Hey Harry- how are things? It's been a little while since our little romp."

Harry was mostly distracted by Brenda's hand and so when he looked up was puzzled as he did not immediately recognize her. Seeing his confusion, Sherry quickly added: 

"It's Sherry Lynn. Remember that night after the Western Michigan game?"

"Oh yes, er Sherry," murmured Harry now vaguely remembering her but still very distracted by Brenda's manipulations. 

Sherry was getting anxious to have Harry take real notice of her. Since their table was located at a corner of the restaurant, there was sufficient enough privacy to embolden Sherry to try a desperate gambit. She grabbed her bra to force her ample boobs out of her dress so that she was able to flash him. She purred:

"Maybe you recall these beauties. You certainly were happy to munch on them. Wouldn't you like to touch them again?"

At this precise moment before anyone else could react, Brenda lifted her free hand up in the air with one finger out & pointing at the ceiling saying:

"Just a minute Sherry. Stay right here don't go away."

With that said Brenda immediately slipped under the table and took Harry's absolutely fully aroused and engorged cock into her mouth. By now Harry had been on the brink of ejaculation by Brenda's hand job. Seeing Sherry's tits and then feeling Brenda's mouth and tongue on his cock was enough to make him spill his sperm instantly into Brenda's mouth.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 07



Connie, Bruce & Sherry were momentarily frozen to the spot when Brenda dived under the table. They still had not moved significantly when Brenda remerged from underneath the table. As Brenda popped back up to her seat she looked directly at Sherry and made eye contact with her, while she, Sherry, was hurriedly replacing her boobs back into her bra. 

Brenda opened her mouth wide and everyone at the table could see that her mouth was full of sperm. She then closed her mouth and visibly swallowed leaving no doubt to her table companions and onlooker at what she was doing. Then she opened her mouth wide again displaying her now empty cavity. Then Brenda spoke:

"Thank you Sherry for your concern about Harry's romantic needs. But as you can see those needs are being addressed so you don't have to worry unduly. I believe Harry will not avail himself of your services for now."

Sherry now red in the face huffed away back to her table. Connie started laughing hysterically. As she continued laughing she was able to sputter:

"Oh Brenda! I guess you had the right idea about preparing for this date but it looks like you should have gone another round."

Bruce queried: 

"What are you talking about Connie?"

Since Brenda was audacious enough to give a blow job in public, Connie had no qualms about teasing Brenda some more. She was not being malicious as she thought Brenda was beyond being embarrassed and would not be offended. So Connie replied:

"Well you see when we were getting ready for tonight; Brenda had confessed to me that she was fearful that she would jump Harry's bones as soon as she saw him. I caught Brenda in an act designed to curb this unseemly tendency. Now I need not elaborate on Brenda's action since anything that happens in our room stays in our room. Suffice it to say that whatever Brenda did, it obviously proved not to be adequate enough for the purpose."

Brenda now beet red from embarrassment, but undaunted and caught up in the spirit of Connie's sense of humor, was able to retort:

"Hey, I would like to point out that I was able to restrain myself until we got here. At least I did not jump Harry's bones right there on the floor of the dormitory lobby when we first met tonight."

Everyone laughed and Harry having recovered from his own embarrassment added:

"As for myself I am most happy to learn that my romantic needs are now being taken care of and in good hands. I am delighted that I no longer need to concern myself on this score." 

Connie chuckled: 

"I detect a pun there, Harry. I will credit your wit to surmise it was intended."

Everyone laughed some more and a delightful meal ensued. The double date proved to be entirely successful as each participant found the company convivial. As they left the restaurant everyone was in high spirits but none more so than Brenda. She was especially pleased with her table companions because none of them were uneasy with her face.

Now Connie of course had become completely accustomed with her face so there was no surprise there. As for Harry, since presumably he was wanting to and was expecting to fuck her that night, it was natural for him to gaze at her throughout the night without exhibiting any disgust. However it was most gratifying that Connie's boyfriend, Bruce, betrayed no sign of aversion of her person and did not avoid any eye contact. 

Because of her hideous face, Brenda was accustomed to people shunning her either overtly or surreptitiously. Even her parents would occasionally flinch when looking upon her. Her sister Linda was the only person who consistently and genuinely looked at her as a normal person. The total unwavering acceptance by her dinner companions was so rare for Brenda that she could not be grateful enough.

Her cunt was getting wet though not out of gratitude but from Harry's attentive gaze. Harry's gaze unmistakably signaled that he found her attractive and fuckable. Having been until recently shut out from being an object of any sexual desire, Harry's lascivious adoring attentions to her cast her into euphoria. She became impatient that they had Connie and Bruce with them to drop off at Bruce's apartment as she needed Harry's luscious body for herself without delay. As Harry was driving, Brenda grabbed Harry's cock through his pants to reassure her frayed nerves. Of course this move put a strain on Harry's driving ability.

Meanwhile when Bruce and Connie got into Harry's Hummer in the back seats they became oblivious to Harry & Brenda. Connie hiked the skirt of her dress without any embarrassment and sat on Bruce's lap facing him. She started kissing him and with one hand was caressing his cock. He in turn was able to place his hands under her dress and rub her ass. They both were shamelessly moaning as they were stirring up their passions. Harry's concentration on driving the Hummer safely was certainly being put to a severe test.

After they dropped off Bruce & Connie at Bruce's apartment, Brenda slumped over so that she had her face in Harry's crotch. Brenda had not unzipped Harry's fly or freed his cock from his shorts and pants. Keeping the situation intact Brenda opened her mouth and closed over his cock and pants. She did not suck his staff as she would have if it was free and naked. Instead she administered a series of nips and bites of his cock under his pants. Brenda involuntarily was moaning in undisguised pleasure. The novelty of this type of oral stimulation of his cock was driving Harry crazy. He was able to drive the Hummer back to his apartment but afterwards when recalling this; Harry had to marvel how lucky they had been that he had not crashed that night. 

Once they got into Harry's apartment curiously enough, they did not instantly attack each other. The sexual tension and the build up throughout the night to this point, might have suggested a furious and frantic coupling would ensue. Buoyed by the certainty of uninterrupted time they instead commenced a long tender kissing foreplay. They simply embraced without further touching and allowed their kissing to slowly fan a smoldering passion. As they were simultaneously getting aroused they drifted towards the bedroom while continuing kissing. 

Once they were fully in Harry's bedroom, Harry's cock was fully erect and Brenda's cunt was thoroughly moist. They broke their kiss and automatically disrobed. As Harry saw Brenda's truly beautiful female naked body he gasped as he had forgotten how gorgeous she was. So he chirped:

"My God Brenda you have a truly great and magnificent bod."

Brenda beamed and turned around. She bent down to a forty-five degree angle and spread her ass cheeks to expose both her ass and cunt. She turned her head to make eye contact with him and asked:

"You like?"

"Oh yes!"

Harry scooted down to Brenda's ass and much to her delight he started to lick her rear rosebud opening. Brenda squeaked:

"Oh my! Oh my gosh! Oh that feels so good! You didn't have to do this but oh am I glad you did." 

As he continued licking her ass hole she could feel her female juices ooze out of her cunt and moistening her pubic hair. She started moaning as the feel of his tongue was so good; it was heavenly. It occurred to her that he might be having ideas of violating her ass and she became even more excited in anticipation. She knew it would hurt as his cock was big, but she knew she would love it. She was getting slightly uncomfortable in her standing bent position, although she would have liked the licking to continue some more. So she took the initiative and cooed:

"Oh yes Harry! God that feels so good. You sure have a wicked tongue. Are you perhaps preparing me for something more exciting in this area?"

Harry thought, 'Damn for being virtually a virgin she sure is aggressive in sex.' So he brusquely replied:

"You mean to say you would like me to shove my cock up your ass?"

Brenda giggled and responded:

"Crudely but succinctly put sir, but yes I would love to have your cock shoved up my ass. I would rephrase it by saying that I would enjoy having your magnificent manhood maneuver in my dainty rear love canal. I believe the technical term is that I want to be sodomized." 

Harry could not help but laugh at Brenda's outrageous remarks. He did not lose his erection though so he gruffly replied in kind:

"A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet. A cock in ass by any other name is still a cock in ass. So hop in bed my saucy wench, face down on the pillow, on your knees with your ass sticking up in the air." 

"Oh you sweet talker, Harry! How can a girl resist such delightful entreaties?" 

She did as instructed. She placed her head to the side on the pillow and pulled her knees up to elevate her body forty-five degrees. With her ass up in the air she spread her legs as wide as possible to provide easy access. She deliberately wiggled her ass as she boldly declared:

"Come and get it big boy."

As a courtesy Harry was going to get some Vaseline to ease the penetration. However Brenda's taunting to instigate the sodomy removed his concern for her comfort. So he placed himself on his knees at Brenda's ass and started inserting his cock into her anus. Notwithstanding the lack of lubrication, he did try to be as gentle as possible and was primed to stop and withdraw if necessary as soon as she protested.

God did that hurt! Brenda was expecting discomfort but she was shocked at the intensity of the pain. The pain was rolling over in waves as she felt she was being torn apart. But as she was the instigator of this act she was determined not to wimp out and beg him to stop. So she periodically grunted in an unladylike manner and started perspiring profusely as she felt Harry's monster cock relentlessly move up her rectum. 

Finally the entire length of Harry's cock was inside her and his balls slapped against her buttocks. He could not believe it as Brenda was the first girl that was able to accept his entire cock in her ass. He asked somewhat worriedly:

"Are you OK, Brenda?"

"Yes I'm fine. Just hold on for a moment. I need to adjust to the feel of your monster cock inside me."

As Brenda flicked some sweat of her nose she was getting accustomed to the invasion of her body. The pain was still noticeable but the throbbing had ebbed. Instead a tingle of pleasure was becoming discernable. The erotic pleasure started increasing drowning out the sense of pain. Soon she was smiling in ecstasy as her intuition that she would enjoy the sodomy had proved to be accurate. So she gushed:

"OK big boy just start fucking me. Don't worry about anything just keep pumping your cock in me. I am your ass slave and I love your cock. Please don't stop. Just do me."

Harry did not need a second invitation and he started fucking her ass. Despite the lack of lubrication, Brenda kept urging him to fuck her harder and faster. He marveled at Brenda's responses. She was moving her body in sync with him. As he picked up speed so did she. She alternated between grunting and moaning and she became increasingly louder. Their frantic copulation soon brought them both to mutually intense climaxes. Neither one were silent as their orgasms overwhelmed their senses. When it was over Brenda responded:

"Oh thank you! Thank you Harry! That was a trip."

Harry asked somewhat skeptically:

"You actually liked it? Was it not painful? I did not use any lubricant to make it more comfortable."

"Oh yes I loved it. Yes it did hurt a little at first but once I got used to your cock in me it was pure pleasure. I knew I would love it."

"Tell me something Brenda. I knew you were not a virgin when we met."

Brenda interrupted:

"Yes technically I was not a virgin when we first got together. But my previous experiences were nothing to write home about, so in essence you are my true first real authentic lover."

"Yes well that is my point exactly. You have had little sexual experience but you speak and act like a woman very self assured in sex. You are not hesitant whatsoever. Hell I don't know of any girl that would have done what you did at the restaurant."

"Oh I don't know about that. Sherry Lynne did not seem to have any problem in flashing her boobs at you."

"She was just desperate at wanting to fuck. But if the positions were reversed she would never have dared to give me a hand job never mind a blow job in public."

"Well I guess I am just a natural born slut and a whore. My older sister certainly is. I believe she had fucked every guy in our high school as well as the neighboring high school. When she attended community college I am sure she fucked her fair share of guys there. Now she is living in Grand Rapids and I am sure she is not staying in her apartment alone at nights."

"Just because your sister is a slut and a whore does not make you one."

"Oh I don't know. I have always envied my sister and her sluttish ways. I believe had my face not become disfigured because of my accident, I would have given my sister competition for the title of school whore." 

"Well then I guess it is selfish of me to be thankful of your disfigured face as otherwise I would have had lots of competition to beat off to get at your body."

"Oh Harry you have such a magnificent and gorgeous cock and body. Even if I was attractive to others, once I had you the others would no longer be in the picture, But enough of this speculative talk. I am getting hot and bothered again. Why don't you shove that magnificent and gorgeous cock into my pussy and make me scream. You know I like to think that my pussy is the natural home for your cock and it hasn't been there yet tonight."

Harry naturally complied. They fucked with a ferocity quite unexpected considering their previous sexual activity. After that night Harry was no longer puzzled by his friend's infatuation. Just as Bruce had intimated, Harry knew Brenda was his WOMAN.

Meanwhile speaking of Bruce and Connie, they were experiencing an equivalent steamy night. Although their relationship had been in existence for not much more than a month in duration, they interacted with each other with a familiarity as if they had been lovers for years. They seemed to intuitively know each other's wants and needs and unerringly catered to them.

Consequently, once in Bruce's apartment, Connie wordlessly marched into his bedroom. She removed all her clothes and got onto the bed. On her knees with her head on the pillow she reached behind with her hands and spread her ass cheeks to expose her nether regions.

Bruce also reacted automatically and without any hesitancy. After getting naked he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself at her rear. With the easy access provided by Connie, Bruce began licking and slobbering her genitalia. Connie was moaning and groaning in pleasure at the oral stimulation. He started concentrating exclusively on her anus. The rosebud opening gaped at his continuous licking. He was able to stick his tongue past the sphincter ring muscles and ream it. Connie sighed deeply and groaned passionately leaving no doubt in Bruce's mind of her enjoyment to his actions.

Bruce moved up and with his cock in hand guided it to penetrate her sweet and luscious rear love canal. Connie was so absorbed in the sexual pleasure of the moment that her brain did not register any pain sensations despite his dry entry. All she was cognizant of was that she was stuffed by his marvelous manhood and she loved the feeling. She began grunting like an animal at his thrusts. She moved her hips to meet his thrusts and experience the deepest penetration possible. The stroking of his cock inflamed the passions in each of them and it was not too long a time when each reached an exquisite climax. As he was ejaculating in her ass she was in the throes of an intense orgasm. She could not prevent herself from screeching simply:

"Ohhhhh fuck Bruce!" 

As they disengaged, Bruce rolled over to lie on his back to calm down. Connie positioned herself to lay her head on his stomach staring at his wilted cock. She started to fondle his balls and then swallowed his cock in her mouth. She seemed to mindlessly caress his balls and slurp on his cock without any purpose but he soon became erect again. He disengaged her and rolled her over on to her side as he entered her pussy from the rear. 

In co-operation she lifted her leg high up in the air to allow for easier access to her cunt. Once he started fucking her in rhythm she lowered her leg to rest on his thigh. This time she squeaked and grunted as he was fucking her. Interspersed with her squeaks were her verbal exclamations such as; "Yes", "Oh yes", "That's it" and "Oh fuck". When he started flooding her vagina with his cum, she reached her orgasm as well. Her climax had unscrambled her brain so that she was compelled to let out a non verbal scream. It was the only relief available to assuage her heightened exhilarations. As they disengaged to bask in the afterglow of their copulation, Connie blurted out:

"Oh Brucey! I know most people consider me beautiful but you make me feel that I'm more beautiful than just my superficial good looks. You make me feel like I am a super woman; that I can do anything. I love you. I am not afraid to say so. I love you so much that should you tire of me I will leave without a fuss because I do not want to displease you by hanging unto you unwanted."

"Hush Connie let's have no foolish talk about separating. I also am not afraid to say I love you. I have had a lot of girls before you so I know I love you. Compared to you those girls were simply practice until I was ready for real love. You will get tired of me long before I ever tire of you."

"I will never get tired of you Bruce. Even when you become old, bald and toothless."

"Well then I guess we are stuck with each other."



Brenda and Connie Ch. 08



An interesting new development intruded into the lives of Brenda & Connie that November; namely, Walter Scott Snyder and Linda Porter. Walter Snyder was Connie's older brother; by six years. Walter and Connie were their parents' only children. Despite the disparity in their ages they were very close siblings. Connie looked up to her brother and mainly heeded his advice.

When Connie started high school Walter was a junior at MSU, but he frequently came home; almost every second weekend. Those visits were a godsend for Connie as his advice was sound in steering her through her adolescence. His explanations of males were invaluable for Connie in dealing with the opposite sex, and kept her sane.

When she started her junior year of high school, he had graduated from MSU with an accounting degree. He accepted a demanding position in Chicago, and consequently his visits to Michigan became very infrequent. She missed him terribly. She knew she could have handled the last half of her senior year better had he been around as frequently as he had been during her first two years of high school. 

However once she started MSU and met Bruce, his absence in her life was no longer detrimental. She had not seen him since Christmas; so one day in November she was surprised to hear from him. Walter advised her that he had arranged to take off a week, the Thanksgiving Day week, to see their parents. He was going to leave Chicago the Saturday before Thanksgiving and thought he would stop for a few hours in East Lansing to see her. He suggested they meet at the Harrison Roadhouse at 4:00 PM and he would call again only should his plans change. As he was very busy he hung up on her as soon as she indicated acceptance with an "OK".

Meanwhile Linda Porter contacted her sister Brenda that November. Brenda and Linda like Connie & Walter were the only children of their parents but unlike them they were not particularly close despite being only two years apart in age. Brenda had no social life because of her appearance whereas Linda was in essence the school whore. This difference in social activity was the factor that prevented them from establishing and maintaining a more intimate sisterly relationship.

Their aloofness from each other though did not mean that they hated each other. To the contrary they in fact loved each other and cherished the attributes they saw in each other. Brenda certainly did not despise her sister because she was a slut and a whore. If the truth were known she envied Linda and her whorish ways. She believed that if it had not been for her childhood accident she definitely would have followed her sister's example in promiscuity.

Likewise Linda did not shun Brenda because of her hideous physical appearance. Linda was accustomed to Brenda's looks and had never been repulsed by it. When she first saw Brenda after the accident and saw how disfigured her sister was, Linda broke down in tears and wept uncontrollably for some time. Then she apologized to Brenda for crying and stated that anyone that is bothered by her face is a fool and not worth paying any attention to. And Linda lived by that credo in word and deed. She would always challenge anyone that would taunt Brenda and would be protective of her. She was even known to physically attack anyone that disparaged Brenda. In essence although Brenda & Linda were not close buds still they had a strong affection for each other.

Linda had been a very moody and sullen little girl but once she reached puberty she became boy crazy. She was so sexually active that her acquaintances considered her a nymphomaniac. Her mother recognized her sexual proclivities immediately and had her on birth control bills right after her second menstrual cycle, when Linda was only twelve years old. 

Because Linda was so overtly sexual most thought of her as a bubblehead. Indeed to ensure a generous supply of cock she assumed the persona of a "valley girl". This was in keeping with her observation that really intelligent girls turn off at least half of the male sex whereas a dumb female is deemed fuckable by almost every male. 

She might have had a different attitude if she would have had a relationship. Linda's outlook on life though was inimical to orthodox female views; actually her sexual views were unorthodox no matter the sex.

Her whole philosophy was based on the obvious fact that we are all going to die; so each of us have only so many days before we have to leave this world. It is undeniable that a day without sex does not lengthen one's life span. So thus a day without sex can not be made up. A day without sex then is just that- a day without sex. So Linda felt that a day without sex was a wasted day and she deplored waste. 

However what Linda did not admit to herself was that her arguably warped outlook was more likely attributable to the fact that she had been sexually abused as a child. Her abuser had convinced her that she enjoyed the abuse because she was a slut and a whore. When her abuser died when she was twelve this made Linda realize how fragile life was. Having been convinced that she was a slut and a whore her subconscious mind dictated that she had better take every opportunity for sex that came her way as it was the only relief to the unsettling dread that seemed to permeate her body and soul. She had not confided to anyone about the sexual abuse she had suffered as a child and thus she had no benefit of independent insight that might have healed her from the malaise that she was suffering from.

Despite her sluttish ways though Linda had a truly sharp mind. She perhaps was not as smart as Brenda but she sure could hold her own in crowd of intellectuals. Although she was intelligent she was not an academic. So when she finished high school she had no interest in University. Instead she opted for two years of Community College to train as a paralegal. It was an ideal compromise. The study and eventual work was challenging enough to occupy her mind but not demanding enough that she would have to curtail her hedonistic lifestyle and goals. 

She finished her tertiary education the same time as Brenda finished high school. She landed a position with a law firm in Grand Rapids, Mi., starting in June. Freed from her parental control, Linda commenced her truly adult life with a vengeance. The apex of her sexual activities occurred in the month of October. She was able to have sex with a different man each day of that month ending up with a fantastic Halloween bang. Unhappily November brought an end to her variety as each fuck buddy since was a previous intimate.

During the week before the Thanksgiving Day week, there was a minor fire in the apartment adjacent to Linda's apartment. The fire caused some smoke damage to her apartment so the landlord had contracted repairs and repainting for the Friday and Saturday before Thanksgiving. Linda was obliged to surrender her apartment for those two days and nights. She called Brenda to ask if she would put her up for those two nights in her dormitory room. Linda advised she had an air mattress cot that would lessen the inconvenience. Brenda naturally with Connie's OK agreed.

That Friday night after Linda arrived from her employment, the girls had a wonderful evening. They ordered a pizza and shared a box of wine. Linda was an excellent raconteur and had Brenda & Connie laughing in stitches, as she recounted the varied inadequacies of her various lovers. For her part Linda was fascinated by Connie's telling of her sexual adventures. Although Linda had vastly more sexual experience; Connie's experiences especially with her boyfriend Bruce certainly were superior in quality.

Linda was thrilled to learn that Brenda had also engaged in some sexually activity. Especially delightful to learn was that Brenda's boyfriend was an authentic stud. Although Brenda & Linda were not close they still were sisters who did wish the best for each other. Linda could not be happier to know that Brenda's luck in male companionship had finally changed for the better. 

As the wine was having an effect on the girls, Brenda was the first to make an overture. As she started undressing she turned to Linda and purred:

"You know Linda; our boyfriends are away as the team is playing at Penn State tomorrow, and you are away from your male admirers. Do you know what Connie says about situations like this?"

Linda had seen Brenda naked countless of times as a matter of course being sisters, but she had never viewed Brenda naked in the atmosphere of sexual tension. Thus her eyes bulged as she stared at Brenda's gorgeous now naked tits. Linda squeaked a reply:

"Ah no?"

"Well girl on girl sex is a pretty good substitute for the real thing. It is more exciting then masturbation. Connie and I have occasionally indulged when cock was not available."

"But Brenda we are sisters. This would be incest."

"Pish! Posh! Incest is only taboo because of the possibility of producing idiot children and the unhealthy consequences of inbreeding. Such dangers do not apply to us. Besides this is just sex not love. I still love Harry from the bottom of my heart and I am sure Connie's love for Bruce is also not being jeopardized by what we are doing here. And as Connie has also said what happens in this room stays in this room."

At this point Connie had quietly divested herself of all her clothes and chimed in:

"Oh Linda if you are troubled then you can confine yourself just to me and not touch Brenda at all. Likewise Brenda can restrict herself just to touching me. I would be happy to be the love slave to both of you and the question of incest need not arise."

Linda snorted:

"How noble of you, Connie. However I am buying Brenda's point of view so you need not martyr yourself on my account."

They all giggled as Linda quickly undressed so that all three girls were absolutely naked. Linda was standing after she shed her last item of clothing and Brenda came over and planted a kiss. Linda was just slightly shorter than Brenda so there was no awkward bending required to continue the sisterly kiss. Linda had no idea what to expect by the way of a kiss from her sister but it quickly became evident it would not be your average run of the mill sisterly kiss. This was a full blown passionate, hot, sexy kiss that rendered Linda breathless. She was amazed at Brenda's enthusiasm and she was more or less forced to return the kiss in self defense.

The impetus for Brenda's suddenly powerful emotion packed passion was a result of her conscious as well as subconscious awareness of Linda's unequivocal acceptance of her disfigurement. Even her parents would sometimes in an unguarded moment wince or flinch at her appearance. But Linda never did. Brenda instinctively knew that Linda's attitude about her face was that yes Brenda's appearance certainly was different from the norm. The abnormality was not a surprising consequence of the accident so as far as Linda was concerned there was nothing otherwise remarkable about Brenda to warrant a special demeanor when in her company.

Brenda knew if all her acquaintances had the same attitude as Linda, she would not have had any self esteem issues. Best of all about Linda's attitude was that it was absolutely genuine; nothing fake about it at all. In fact Brenda knew that if she would express her gratitude to Linda for her indifference to her appearance Linda would have been puzzled by the compliment. Linda could not comprehend that given the circumstances, her attitude about her sister was unique and commendable. 

Despite not being close, still Brenda was always grateful to her sister for their relationship and up to now she had not been able to demonstrate the gratitude. As she started kissing Linda, it occurred to Brenda that this was her opportunity to give thanks to Linda by providing her sister the best lesbian sex she was capable of. As a result, Linda was being overwhelmed by the kissing Brenda was bestowing. Linda could not recall having ever participated in a better kiss. 

As if Brenda's kissing was not enough to send Linda to a sexual nirvana, Connie's participation ensured it. Connie positioned herself at Linda's rear end. Sitting on the carpeted floor, she reached and parted Linda's buttocks; kissing and licking her crack and ass hole. As soon as Linda felt Connie's tongue on her ass, she gasped loudly and started moaning as Brenda continued the kissing. As Brenda momentarily broke the kiss to gather some air, Linda hissed:

"I don't know girls, but this might be better than the real thing."

Both Connie and Brenda laughed before resuming their assault on Linda's body with renewed vigor. Linda was shuddering from the oral stimulations she was undergoing and then inexplicitly she started perspiring. She soon was over the edge and screamed out her orgasm and it was not a gentle scream either. 

Finally as she ceased screaming and starting to calm down, Linda was amazed at herself and her reaction. She had to rank this orgasm as one of the most if not the most intensive and pleasurable. She marveled that this was so despite the lack of any stimulation on her vagina or clit. Indeed she could not recall experiencing any orgasm without such component. Even the orgasms she had experienced from anal intercourses were assisted by her frigging herself.

As Linda was finished for the moment, Brenda & Connie got onto Brenda's bed and commenced a 69 action with Connie on top. Seeing the two of them engaged in their amorous pursuit, Linda recovered from her momentary lethargy and became hot and bothered again. She moved to them and started kissing and licking Connie's crack and ass hole, happily. Soon Brenda and Connie both reached their orgasms and Connie collapsed and separated from Brenda.

At his point the edge of each girl's sexual tensions and needs were assuaged but they were now in the mood for some serious and intense fucking. Wordlessly, Linda scampered to her air mattress cot on the floor and laid flat on her back. Connie followed her and straddled her head directing her cunt to Linda's lips. Connie tilted backwards so she could easily fondle Linda's tits behind her back. 

Brenda meanwhile reached under her bed to retrieve her dildo and anal beads. She popped the four beads into her ass leaving only the ring hold sticking out. Then she approached Linda's crotch. Having first wetted the dildo by sucking it, she then inserted it into Linda's vagina and started pumping. She positioned herself so that she could and did lick and suck Linda's clit while continuing fucking her with the dildo.

Once again Linda was in sexual heaven. Prior to this night Linda had had only one lesbian esperience; her senior high school prom date was a lesbian as she could not get a boy to ask her out for the dance. The subsequent sex was OK but it lacked any intensity and certainly did not produce any passion. This evening in contrast was something else. In particular, Brenda's passion was mind blowing. Brenda's focused love making gave Linda the illusion that Brenda considered that her sole purpose in life was to give Linda pleasure.

Such thinking, swirling in her mind, easily pushed Linda to her orgasm. The fact that Connie's cunt was firmly implanted in her mouth prevented her from screaming out her orgasm as she desperately wanted to do. The only sounds she could make was a gurgling noise which curiously enough intensified the sexual ambience in the room. The only relief from her passion Linda could avail herself was to lick Connie's cunt even more ferociously than she had to this point. 

The increase of oral stimulation in her cunt caused Connie to go over the edge. As there was no vocal impediment for Connie, she had no compunction to unleash a hair raising, toes curling scream. As she was screaming, her female juices were flowing, like lava from a volcano, out of her vagina and dripping onto Linda's face. Surprisingly there was no pounding on the door, ceiling or walls protesting the noise in the room. Either the nearby residents were not in their rooms or the sound proofing in this dormitory room was very effective. 

Meanwhile Brenda was in her own sexual zone. The beads in her rectum were radiating a throbbing red hot pleasure sensation that was coursing throughout her entire body. Pumping Linda's vagina with her dildo had its own charms. As Linda's cunt had become extremely soggy the movement of the dildo produced an embarrassing rubbing sound, a sound akin to farting noise. This might have caused Linda to blush had she been aware of this noise but she was too far gone in her euphoria to have heard it. However Brenda did hear it and curiously it was a turn on for her exciting her to a new level of unbridled delight.

The kissing and licking of Linda's clit was pure ecstasy for Brenda. As a woman Brenda was well aware of the pleasures of receiving oral stimulation on one's clit, so she reveled in the full force joy she was giving to her sister. As a bonus, knowing the joy she was administering fulfilled her need to express thanks to Linda. Once she heard Connie's screams all of Brenda's hormones kicked in. The dam holding her pleasures in abeyance was breeched and broken.

Brenda grunted and then she whimpered. She shuddered and then she moaned:

"Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh Fuck......."

As Brenda stabilized, she got off Linda and sat down resting her back against the edge of her bed. She had pulled the dildo out of Linda's cunt and was absent mindedly sucking on it and slurping Linda's encased juices. Connie got off Linda and sat down next to Brenda. She pushed on Brenda suggesting she expose her ass. As Brenda complied, Connie grabbed the ring hold & started pulling on the beads saying:

"Here gimme that."

"Hey! Ouch! Take it easy, Connie. Pull it out slowly."

"Don't be such a baby, Brenda. Ah Linda would you be a good girl and get us some wine, I'm parched."

Linda got the wine and filled three glasses. As she turned to return to the other two she was stunned at what she now saw. Connie and Brenda were sitting side by side. Brenda was still sucking the dildo while Connie was sucking on the anal beads. Linda had to question them:

"Eee yuoh! Yuk! Do you guys really like sucking on those toys that have been juiced?" 

Brenda answered:

"Speaking for myself, I would say that sucking on this dildo which has been in your cunt is soothing. I am so wound up from licking your clit & fucking your cunt with this dildo that tasting it is calming me...I actually need to do this."

Connie contributed:

"I recently caught Brenda masturbating and she had these beads in her mouth. She seemed happy so I vowed I should try it myself. I have to admit this is sure tasty." 

Linda just shook her head & replied:

"You guys! I know I have had lots more sex than the two of you combined and yet you make me feel like a novice. You've given me two orgasms more spectacular than I've ever experienced. Hell in one of my orgasms neither of you had even touched my cunt!" 

"Well you were not so bad yourself. Your fantastic licking of my cunt pushed me so far over the edge that you made me want to taste Brenda's shitty beads."

"Wait a minute, I thought you just said that you caught my sister masturbating and that is why you are sucking on the beads."

"Yes! Well what I really meant to say was that when I saw Brenda masturbating with the anal beads in her mouth I thought I would like to try it myself next time I would masturbate. Naturally I contemplated shoving the beads up my own ass. But you inspired me to suck the beads even though they had been in Brenda's ass and not in my own."

Brenda snorted and said:

"Don't let Connie try to fool you, Linda. She has this secret brown stuff fetish. She told me she once stuck up her finger into a guy's ass and when she withdrew her finger it was smeared with shit. She had no problem or aversion to licking that finger clean."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 08



"Oh Brenda! Why did you have to reveal my dirty dark secret? I was wanting to make a good impression on your sister."

"Oh your secret is safe with me. As you have said what happens in this room stays in this room. And don't worry you have made a great impression on me. I think you are the sexiest hottest woman alive. Your boyfriend must be the luckiest man on the planet."

"You are making me blush. Yes Bruce is a hunk, but I think I am the lucky one. There is a saying you have to kiss a lot of toads before you meet your prince. I am just fortunate that I have not had to endure too many toads until I met my prince. I think Linda your prince is bound to appear soon. From your stories it appears that you have exceeded your quota of toads." 

"Oh I have no right to complain and I have only myself to blame. I just want cock so I am not discriminative. I am sure I have had some princes fuck me but since everyone knows I am a slut & a whore, the princes have not been inspired to give me as great a fuck as the two of you have given me tonight." 

Brenda replied:

"Oh Linda! Don't despair; I'm sure there is a prince for you who would overlook your steamy past because you are his true soul mate. Remember this old blues song:"

And Brenda started singing:

"You are not my first love I've been kissed before But it was just clean fun Till you walked by my door

You are not my first love I've known other charms But I was just rehearsing In those other arms

My heart is second hand Yes my heart is second hand You won't mind the scratches You can hardly see the patches

Now you know you're not my first love Yes I have had a past Though you may not be my first love You may be the first to last."

As soon as Brenda finished singing, Linda had become maudlin and started sobbing. She wrapped her arms around Brenda and sputtered:

"Oh thank you Brenda. You are wonderful. I could not ask for a better sister."

Linda cried even harder. Connie reached over and all three girls had their arms around in a group hug. They were involuntarily swaying as Linda was continuing her crying jag. Finally Linda stopped crying and produced a furtive smile and said:

"Thank you, for your hugs. I am better now. I don't mean to spoil this wonderful night. I don't often feel sorry for myself and I'll quit it right now. And yes Brenda perhaps my prince will come and I will be as happy as you two are with your princes."

Brenda replied:

"That's the spirit Linda. Don't worry you have not spoiled a thing. Besides the night is still young. There is still time for some more loving to make this night even more wonderful."

"Oh my! My little sister has become quite the sexpot. I bet you wear out your boy toy something fierce. I guess if Pen State wins because the MSU quarterback was not up to snuff, we know who to blame."

Oh poo! My love making can't possibly make Harry play worse. If anything it has to make him play better. Each time we have finished fucking we both are soon ready to go at it again and each time we fuck it gets better not worse."

"Oh dear if that's the case it looks like I'm in for a long night. Who would have thunk it? My little sister has become an insatiable sex monster." 

"Hey I'm not your little sister. I'm taller than you."

Connie interjected:

"Enough of this idiotic bickering. Let's do some serious fucking."

"Well said," from Brenda.

"I'm down for that," from Linda.

Connie started passionately kissing Linda as the two of them embraced. Brenda hovered around kissing an errant nipple and stroking both pussies. Soon wordlessly the three of them took new positions. Linda sat herself deep on Brenda's bed resting her back against the wall. She spread her legs wide as Connie got her face into her crotch to lick her vagina. Brenda got on the top of the bed and straddled her head. With her hands she spread her labia wide to give Linda full access.

Throughout the night the girls continued in this fashion. They tried various positions an each other. Brenda's dildo was put to good use on every vagina. Linda was even emboldened to taste the anal beads after having been lodged in another girl's rectum. The girls experienced numerous orgasms of varying intensity. Finally sometime between three & four in the morning the girls became exhausted and fell asleep. 

As the girls awakened around 12:45 they did not shower as they wanted to eat at the dormitory cafeteria before it closed to prepare for dinner. So quickly dressing, they trooped down to the cafeteria for some brunch. Having seated at a table after getting their food, Connie looked at her watch and exclaimed:

"My goodness I really don't have all that much time before I am to meet my brother."

Linda asked:

"What? A brother? You are meeting a brother?"

"Yes, Walter my only sib. He is six years older. He is an accountant who works in Chicago. He is coming to visit our parents for the week. He called me the other day and said he would drop by here today in East Lansing to see me at the Harrison Road House for a couple of hours before continuing to Grosse Pointe. We have not seen each other since Christmas so I look forward to seeing him. I've missed him terribly."

"You're not into the incest thing with him are you?"

Connie blushed and indignantly replied: 

"Heavens no! Of course not. I do love my brother dearly and we are close. Our love, though, is the orthodox brother-sister love variety as sanctioned by society and by Church. I do not believe my brother has even by accident seen me naked since I attained the age of five years."

"Oh goody that means the real thing has just become available to me."

"What do you mean?"

"Gads Connie for a sharp girl you are not too swift. Why I mean for you to introduce your brother to Brenda and me. As you are his sister, and Brenda has her own squeeze, the field is wide open for me to jump his bones." 

"My god Linda! You don't know him. You can not be sure you'll even like him."

"What's not to like? He has a cock doesn't he? Probably a good one I'm guessing. Judging by how gorgeous you are Connie, your brother has to be decent looking. And decent looking is more than good enough for me."

"Well yes he is good looking, but then how can you be so sure you will get him to fuck you?"

"Well it is true nothing is certain in life. However I don't think it is conceited of me to assert that I am a hottie which almost any guy would like to fuck. So I have had no problem in getting guys to fuck me for the first time and even a few more times. It is getting guys to fuck me consistently that has been my problem."

Brenda, at this point, entered the conversation:

But Linda, what if Walter is your prince? Won't you jeopardize the possibility of perhaps the romance of your life by acting so obviously sluttish?"

"Lets face it Brenda. I am a slut and a whore. Actually I think I am probably a nymphomaniac. The song you sang last night had nice sentiments but I am realistic. Guys don't mind fucking sluts and whores but they sure don't want a relationship with them. I have long ago given up the idea of a committed relationship never mind marriage. And besides as Walter lives in Chicago he is far away to contemplate a serious romance."

"Chicago is not that far away especially from Grand Rapids. You could easily travel in your car for weekend dates. I bet you can still meet him as early as 8:00 PM Chicago time, on Friday nights assuming you left directly from your work. I believe you quit at 4:30 on Fridays."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. All I want from Walter is his cock; in my mouth; in my cunt; and even up my ass if he is not skittish. I'll be a happy camper with just that. No offense to you girls as you sure gave me a great time last night. But cock is the real thing."

The girls giggled and Connie replied:

"No offense taken as I sure miss my Bruce's cock. I would love to have it available for me tonight. I guess I'll just have to settle for Brenda's cunt for my romantic needs."

"Hey be nice or I won't let you use my dildo or my beads. Seriously Linda I wish you luck, but if you don't score with Walter, remember Connie & I are willing to console you in our inimitable ways."

"Why thank you Brenda, knowing that & keeping it in the back of my mind, I am sure will prevent me from acting unseemly desperate in trying to lure Walter into my clutches." 

The girls giggled and finished their meal and trooped back to the dormitory room. They showered and got ready in high spirits. Connie had liked Linda and felt Walter would have a good time with her. Connie had no doubt, given Linda's confidence & exuberance, that Linda would succeed in getting Walter to fuck her notwithstanding his plan is to go onward to Grosse Pointe that night. 

Brenda was happy as well as Linda's visit had brought them closer together. Now that she had a boyfriend she felt she was on an equal footing with her sister and would remain so from now on. Linda of course was giddy from anticipation of a potential new sexual conquest.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 09



As the girls were ready, Connie received a cell phone call from Walter who advised he had arrived earlier than expected and had already secured a table at the Roadhouse. The girls trooped over to the Harrison Roadhouse to provide a pleasant surprise for Walter. Instead of having just his sister to entertain he was to be introduced to the Porter sisters. 

When Brenda was introduced, Walter obviously noticed her disfigured face. Being good natured and without a malicious bone in his body, Walter did not flinch but bestowed a most welcome smile. He even offered an observation that he had heard from his parents that his sister had a very compatible roommate and so he was pleased to meet her. Brenda viewed Walter's expressed sentiments to being sincere so she was disposed to like him a great deal. Of course she was predisposed to approve of him from all that Connie had said to her about him.

When Linda was introduced to Walter he was stunned as if he had been frozen by a taser. He was struck by a compelling exquisitely pleasurable sensation perhaps not love but something indefinably special for sure. His conscious mind registered the notion, that if the Cupid mythology was in existence today, he was acting like a victim of the legendary love arrows. The sensation was first fueled by the fact that everything about Linda's physical beauty and features were appealing to him. 

He appreciated her height, as he loved tall women. Linda was tall at 5'9" a good five inches taller than the average adult female in the United States. Confounding averages though, at their table that night Linda was the shortest as Brenda was 5'10" and Connie was 6' even. 

Linda sported long natural platinum blonde hair. Her hair color was perfect for her complexion and the way she wore her hair exuded a provocative sexy allure. Her face was absolutely stunning. However the hint of sexiness was overcome by her clean fresh image that gave her an angelic look. He realized her good looks had to mean she was constantly subject to male attention and given her age she had to have had lots of sexual experience. Yet her face suggested the look of an ingénue. Her eyes were turquoise in color which completed the image of wholesomeness.

Linda had a gorgeous symmetrical female figure. She was slightly overweight for her height according to the "food police" and national health statistics. She carried most of her extra weight in her ass and this made her body extremely voluptuous. Because of the extra weight in her ass, her derriere had an exaggerated jiggle when she walked causing the eyes of male gawkers to bulge out.

The residue of her extra weight was in her breasts. They were awesome and big. They were comparable to Brenda's. Big; but not unsightly big; but big enough to make it difficult to disguise herself as a male should such necessity or occasion ever arise.

Her legs were....well leggy. They were long; the impression was that they never stopped; they never quit. Her naked legs were alluring by themselves. Guys would get an erection at just gazing at her perfect nude legs. Yes Linda Porter was the complete package in female pulchritude. Her beauty was what made Linda confident in her ability to attract men to fuck her. 

However beauty is only skin deep, and that is all that men saw in her. Walter saw more. He soon could tell she was very sexually experienced but he got the impression or maybe the intuition that she would trade all that experience away for a great romance. Walter also could discern that Linda was smart and had some interesting outlooks on life. Once they started talking, Linda's conversations confirmed her intelligence and her wit.

As for Linda's first impression of Walter, she was unexpectedly mesmerized by him. Unexpectedly because she had become somewhat jaded of male sex appeal considering the amount of sexual partners she had had. When she first became sexually active she indeed had restricted herself to studs & guys that would especially appeal to her. However as her sexual appetites increased she discovered that there are only so many studs available.

So as her sexual needs became insatiable she had to lower her standards in order to be able to satisfy her cravings. It got to a point that all she required was that her partner was clean and did not smell. Actually she could even tolerate those with bad breath as long as they did not insist on kissing on the mouth.

Her reputation as a slut and whore snowballed. As it became known she was easy guys would lose interest in fucking her after they had done her once or twice. So Linda was constantly in the search for new partners to fuck. The more partners she was known to have had the firmer became her reputation as a slut & a whore. At least her beauty spared her from being humiliated by fucking the losers and the truly pathetic. Despite her reputation of easy availability those sort of males did not think of propositioning her considering themselves, and rightly so, to be out of her league.

Despite having far more sexual experience than any of her peers, and despite having a sister, Linda was a very lonely girl. With her negative reputation firmly entrenched, all the guys she came in contact with only wanted to fuck her not to talk to her. They did not even want to take her out on a date. When she was at the Community College she invariably met a new guy at a bar and was picked up for a fuck at a convenient location. For a second fuck a guy might take her out but it was usually to the bar where they had met; after two or three drinks it was off to bed so the guy did not have to expend too much money on her. If she wanted any subsequent fucks she would have to take the initiative and she would have to pay her own expenses.

Even while Linda was alone with a guy, there was virtually no conversation. All discussions were confined to the sexual activity. Once the fucking was over the guy usually disappeared or insisted she leave if they were at his place. It was not often that a guy would stay for a second round of fucking and very rare indeed if he spent the entire might with her. In all cases there was seldom any self revealing dialogue as the men were just not interested. So although Linda knew a lot of men in the Biblical sense she did not know any intimately.

As for female friends, Linda simply did not have any. With her reputation every girl of any character shunned her and would not have anything to do with her. The other sluts and whores were too empty headed that Linda could not stand to be in their company.

As for her sister, Brenda, the two of them were not close. Linda always attributed this to their different lifestyles. She was a slut Brenda was a virgin. Ergo they had different interests that prevented them from being close. However occasionally when indulging in introspection she knew that she was to blame for the unnecessary distance to her sister. She was just too ashamed of herself when she was in Brenda's company.

Curiously enough Linda intellectually realized that Brenda did not disdain her but she could not shake the feeling of unworthiness. Linda admired Brenda. Paradoxically Linda believed if she didn't desire her sister's approbation, there probably would have been more openness between them as her own self loathing would not be a spoiler in such case. However after last night Linda had high hopes for a better and less restrained relationship with Brenda and possible friendship with Connie. The lesbian sex sure was an ice breaker to forge a new and happier relationship. 

When Linda started her paralegal career in June, and since she was the new girl in town without any reputation, she thought she would try for a virtuous, more chaste lifestyle. However, her social skills soon betrayed her pure hedonism. Her new male acquaintances had no trouble detecting her true sluttish tendencies. Thus in essence her life did not change except as she was no longer under any parental control she was no longer circumspect in her sexual behavior. As Grand Rapids was a relatively small town it did not take too long for Linda to establish her status as a slut and her spectacular activities in October solidified her reputation there. 

Given then her past and her mindset, it was understandable that Linda had said that so long as Walter had a cock she would be interested in meeting him. Without any expectations except for engaging in a one night stand, Linda was floored by Walter's magnetism when she met him. What overpowered her was just not that he was good looking, and he certainly was all that, but it was the complete male package that he presented to her. Her heart started beating faster, her breathing slowed and her hormones were doing a happy dance in anticipation of upcoming intimacies. Linda thought if a man could be described as gorgeous then Walter was gorgeous. In her mind she saw lumberjack not a milquetoast accountant.

Not only was Walter good looking but Linda believed even on first blush that he possessed all imaginable positive male traits in abundance. He was confident and self assured exuding a male aggressive dominance. Linda knew as certainly as she knew the sun rose from the east that she would love to be dominated by him. Her feminine intuition suggested that Walter knew how to take care and protect his woman. She likewise knew that she would love to be taken care of and protected by him. Best of all Linda sensed that Walter liked her; certainly by far his most positive attribute.

As their party was seated, it was instantly obvious to Brenda and Connie that there was chemistry between Linda and Walter. Connie did attempt to garner some kind of up to date information from her brother, but as he only gave perfunctory replies and refused to elaborate, she gave up the ghost. After some time when it was about 6 o'clock Connie got up, gesturing to Brenda to do likewise and said:

"It's been real Walter, but Brenda and I got to get back to do some studying. Besides we promised our boyfriends that we will watch the game which will start in about one hour. I'm sure you can entertain Linda who I am sure knows how to get back to us."

Linda gushed:

"Oh yes I know my way back. I obviously do not have to do any studying and I am truly not interested in the game so I can keep you company until you have to go Walter."

Walter replied:

"Yes I do not have to go yet as I still have time before I have to leave to meet my parents. I love to have your company a little way longer Linda."

Walter was being a little disingenuous in that he had initially planned to see Connie for a couple of hours and leave by 6:00 o'clock so he could be at his parents' home around 7:30. However he felt his ETA at his parents' home was not set in stone and he still had a couple of hours leeway to spend in company with the delightful Linda Porter. Connie replied:

"Well I guess that's settled then. I imagine I'll see you Walter next on Thursday for Thanksgiving. Ciao then you two." 

So Brenda & Connie left Linda and Walter to their destiny and as they were walking Brenda opined:

"It sure looks like the two of them have hit it off. There is no doubt in my mind that the two of them will be fucking notwithstanding your brother's plans to go to your parents' home in Grosse Pointe tonight."

"Yes I agree. I've never seen Walter so initially smitten as he seems to be with your sister."

"Well I hope your brother is able to accept my sister warts and all as she sure could use a real romance in her life."

"What do you mean her warts?"

"I am sure you realize my sister is a slut and a whore. She was not kidding when she indicated to you that as long as Walter has a cock she would be interested in meeting him. Decent guys, and of course your brother ranks in that category, don't mind fucking sluts but they sure don't want to date them."

"Oh there is something more to Linda then just her whorishness. I am certain that my brother is perceptive enough to discern her better qualities."

"I sure hope so. Linda is really a great girl and I'm sure is willing to do anything for the man she truly loves. I actually think that unlike me, Linda really does not like to be a slut and a whore."

"What do you mean unlike you?"

"Well I've always envied Linda and her sluttish ways. I have always thought that had it not been for my accident which left me disfigured I would have been more of a slut & a whore than Linda has been."

"Hah you don't know that, Brenda. I think that is just your bitter reaction to your misfortune. Besides you do not have the temperament of a slut. For that matter despite her sluttish ways neither does Linda. She certainly is not vapid or vacuous like a typical slut or whore."

"Yes and that is why I do not think she relishes her role as a slut and/or a whore. I think there is something in her past that compels her to act as a slut." 

"Oh really? And what do you think that is?"

"Well she has never confided in me as we are not all that close as sisters. However, I suspect she must have had one serious romance and that when it broke up she must have been hurt badly. Probably the guy said something disparaging implying she was lucky that she had had him. He probably intimated she would never be as lucky again to attract someone as good as him. And so I believe she became a slut to prove to herself that she could attract any man not just the vermin she had been infatuated with."

"Well that does sound like a plausible theory. It sure explains why she describes her lovers sardonically." 

"Yes and I am convinced that once she finds her true love she would quit her whorish ways. Remember how she reacted to my singing of the song 'You are not my First Love'. "

"Yes and maybe my brother will be that true love your sister has secretly been seeking."

"I sure hope so as they really do make an extremely attractive couple. Just think Connie if they were to marry, we would be sisters and wouldn't that be just the cat's meow?"

"Whoa wait a minute. Aren't we just getting a little ahead of ourselves? After all at this moment they have not yet kissed never mind even fucked. They might not be sexually compatible with each other."

"Are you serious? I'm sure you felt the chemistry between them. You could not ignore the fact that they only had eyes for each other back at the Roadhouse. Oh I would bet my life that they are sexually compatible."

"Well yes I would have to agree they seem to be attracted to each other. I do get the sense that the way have reacted to each other is just like how Bruce and I reacted when we first met. I guess I will also have to agree that we are unlikely to see Linda for now and that my parents will be deprived of Walter's company tonight."

As they were walking the girls decided to prepare themselves for watching the game. The traditional season ending game between Michigan & Ohio State would have no impact on the Big Ten Standings, whereas the winner of the Penn State & Michigan State game would go to the Rose Bowl. Consequently, the television broadcasters forced the original afternoon starting time to be rescheduled for a 7:00 PM start to capture the widest possible television audience. So the girls stopped to pick up some beer to imbibe and some subs to eat during the game.

When they reached their dormitory room they set up their television set so both of them could watch the game sitting side by side on Brenda's bed. As the game was soon to begin, the girls showered. When they returned to the room they sat side by side nude to watch the game.

To spice up their enjoyment of the game the girls devised a game of their own. At the opening kick-off Connie inserted Brenda's dildo in her vagina and would periodically frigg herself. At the same time Brenda inserted the anal love beads in her rectum and likewise would occasionally maneuver the beads in her ass. When the offense achieved a first down, the girls would exchange the adult toys and continue pleasuring their bodies mutatis mutandis. These exchanges continued until there was a score. 

If the score was a field goal the girls would withdraw their toy at the time and start sucking and slurping it. However if the score was a touchdown, each girl would get the toy that was in the other girl's orifice at the time and start sucking and slurping it. In either case the girls would keep their toy in their mouth until a first down was achieved. Then they would exchange the toys and continue as before.

Throughout the game each girl experienced three minor orgasms. The girls achieved a mutually arrived at fourth orgasm near the end of the game when an MSU victory was certain. After the game was over the girls were euphoric from the MSU victory and tipsy from their beer consumption. They collapsed against each other and fell asleep entwined in their arms. 

Meanwhile at the Roadhouse, Linda and Walter were immensely enjoying each other's company. Linda was an excellent conversationalist. She was able to recount her work experiences in an interesting and amusing manner that kept Walter fascinated at her every word. Likewise Walter's conversation was enthralling to Linda who even got excited just by the sound of his voice.

Linda had taken some accounting courses in her paralegal course of studies, so she was able to follow, understand and make insightful comments while he was relating anecdotes about his work experiences. Likewise Walter's line of work made him cognizant of the intricacies of the legal profession that allowed him to fully understand and genuinely appreciate Linda's work anecdotes.

The compatibility in their conversation of each other's work continued in their conversation on other topics. Thus conversation about each other's families and background as well as discussion of sports, news, entertainment, philosophies of life provided enjoyable discourse. They each recognized that the other was an interesting personality fascinating beyond just the sexual attraction that was obviously there.

As matter of course they flirted with each other. However their flirting was of an easy playful fashion that was enjoyable and not intimidating at all. Linda certainly sent signals that she was available for bedding as after all from her point of view this was the stated purpose for her wanting an introduction from Connie in the first place. However her signals were subtle and creative as opposed to her usual overt & vulgar ones she employed to entice a guy to her bed within an hour. Best of all about Linda's signals to Walter was that she could perceive that he received them favorably. 

It occurred to Linda though, that since Walter was obviously a decent guy he probably assumed that she was likewise a decent girl. And she actually had reacted to him all evening to suggest such impression. The danger of course for this subterfuge on her part was that despite her flirtation and signals, Walter might assume it would be premature to proposition her for bed after their short acquaintance. After all it is universally acknowledged that decent girls do not fuck on the first date never mind fucking just a few hours after having met.

Thus Linda realized that if she was going to be able to fuck Walter that night it was up to her to take the initiative and adopt some drastic measures. So around 10:00 PM when Walter was possibly thinking that he might have to call it a night if he was going to reach his parents' home at a reasonable hour, Linda excused herself to go to the ladies restroom. There in a stall, she removed her panties which were moist from her excitement and returned to their table. She slapped her panties on his chest and letting them go said:

"I do not think I can keep wearing this without being in danger of ruining it beyond repair. Perhaps you might like to have them to remember me for this delightful evening."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 09



Now Walter was not a dense fellow and he immediately smiled and adopted the demeanor that males usually assume when they knew they were about to score with the female they were with. To Linda's delight he actually brought her panties to his nose and sniffed them. Then he stated:

"Yes I can understand that it would be dangerous for you to continue to wear this item of clothing if one were to wish to preserve it. I thank you for this gift; it is a great souvenir. Mind you our conversation has been most delightful and I think I would desire to continue a little longer rather then quit right now. However it would be unseemly for you to remain here minus this essential article of clothing. So I suggest that we repair to say a motel room. It is possible that in addition to the desired extra discourses, we might indulge in the usual activities members of the opposite sex engage in when they find themselves in such circumstances. What do you say?"

"Well I have to confess that I am not so certain that I am all that excited about any protracted conversations. I am sort of fatigued at what we have already discussed. However I am not averse to participating in the usual activities you allude to." 

"Excellent Linda. Just bear with me for a moment as I should contact my parents to advise a change of my itinerary."

As Walter got in touch with his parents he invented some excuse why he did not contact them earlier and he advised that there was an emergency at work that prevented him from leaving Chicago for now. He did assure his parents that he will at least be home for Thanksgiving. He then text messaged Connie's cell phone to inform her what he had told their parents, and asked that she cover for him and pretend that she had not seen him. Then, as he was very familiar with the greater Lansing area having been a student at MSU, Walter drove them to a motel that provided king size beds in its rooms.

As they entered the room, Walter unceremoniously took off his shoes and plopped himself unto the bed; leaving no doubt as to what he expected Linda to do. They had not spoken to each other, not even during the drive to the motel, since she had replied to his proposition, she giggled and observed:

"I guess further conversations have been abandoned in favor of the usual activities?"

"Well we might vary with some unusual activities as well, but yes further conversations have been suspended for now."

"Unusual activities as well? My, my! How lucky can a girl get?"

"Perhaps you should reserve judgment until we get to the unusual activities part."

Linda now gushed in her sexiest and sultriest voice:

"Oh Walter, I suspect that anything you do to me is all right by me."

During this conversation Linda had kicked off her shoes. She had shed her top and undone her bra so that when she got unto the bed she was naked to the waist. They embraced and commenced a long, unhurried and languorous kiss. Although this was their first time together there was no desperate urgency in their coupling. They reacted to each other as if they had been lovers for years. Their kiss lasted for quite some time as each of them wanted to savor their intimacy. They each sensed that this was special; to be prolonged not to be rushed. 

As Linda had bared her chest, Walter has happily fondling her ample breasts. She shuddered in appreciation of his touch. Then she moaned in pure pleasure and ecstasy. Walter loved the feel of her tits in his hands. Those sensations underscored her femininity for him. They emphatically conveyed the message to his brain that he had a WOMAN in his hands.

Linda momentarily broke off the kiss to nuzzle and lick his ears. She whispered huskily:

"Oh yes Walter your touching is wonderful. You can squeeze my tits if you like. I would like it if you pinched my nipples...hard...make me cry out."

Linda resumed kissing him and he stroked her boobs more forcibly. Her moaning became louder. He then as instructed pinched both of her nipples harder than he would normally have done. She gasped and shouted:

"Oh yes Walter! Yes! Yes! That's how I like it. Pinch then hard; make my nipples swell." 

With Walter's manipulations on Linda's tits becoming more sensuous, both of them were getting highly aroused to the point that the need to get naked became imperative. So they disengaged and quickly shed their clothes. Once Linda saw his naked cock, she gasped and grabbed it to stroke and to massage it. Her eyes bulged as she was staring at what was easily the biggest cock she had encountered. She could not help but blurt out:

"Holy shit Walter you sure are big. I mean really big. How lucky can I be? I'm certainly going to have fun with this."

Walter made no comment as he was completely nonplussed. He had never dallied with a girl as saucy as Linda and one so enthralled by his manhood. All the females he had had before were always leery of the size of his cock when first seeing it. They never ever got used to his cock or adjusted to its size to properly enjoy sex. Even his one long time girlfriend never displayed any enthusiasm and gave overt signals that she merely tolerated sex as a necessary evil to continue their relationship. Accordingly, up to now he had been deprived of hot passionate sex, but with Linda he knew this was about to change.

Linda scooted down the bed and got on her knees to take his cock into her mouth. With all her sexual experience she had become quite a proficient at providing blow jobs. Walter's cock was huge indeed, both in length and width, and presented a challenge. But Linda, ever the trooper, managed to get all of his cock into her mouth and down her throat without gagging. Linda was actually enjoying herself immensely, but the action in her mouth caused her to emit gurgling sounds that suggested that she was being strangled or choked. 

Although Walter was four years older, he had far less sexual experience than Linda. He had had one serious on again off again relationship during his last two years at MSU and some brief flings or one night stands with about ten other girls. Until now none of his lovers ventured to give him a real blow job. His long time girlfriend refused to consider it claiming her dainty mouth could not accommodate him. The most the other girls were willing to do was kiss and lick his cock but would not even venture to take part of his cock in beyond their lips. With that history, Walter was truly shocked when Linda nonchalantly took all of his cock into her mouth. Without the oral sex experience he was genuinely concerned at Linda's apparent distress so he anxiously asked:

"Are you all right Linda? You sound like you are hurting, in pain."

Linda allowing his cock escape momentarily from her mouth replied:

"Of course I'm all right silly. I'm having a blast. You have a magnificent cock and it feels so good in my mouth. Of course it will feel even better in my pussy, but for now if you don't mind I want to finish you off. I sure want to taste that sweet cream that you are sure to produce for me. I am not worried that you are not man enough for some extra duty. I am certain you will still be able to slip your gorgeous cock into my cunt for some action after this about to be depletion of your manly juices."

Without another word or waiting for a reply, she resumed sucking his cock, bobbing her head up & down along his shaft. In addition to her involuntarily gurgling choking sounds, she started groaning and moaning. Walter could now identify these latter sounds as conscious sounds of pleasure. Her sucking caused her to salivate and make his prick wet. She was also perspiring from her exertions. 

With the feel of her tongue and lips on his cock, the oral sex was driving him crazy. His male pride soared as he perceived Linda's sincere enjoyment and enthusiasm. Soon his cock started throbbing and he spilled his seed in her mouth. His senses were completely overwhelmed as he experienced his first blow job. Although he had none to compare with, he was certain in his mind that he had just enjoyed one of the best oral sex by any objective standards.

As Walter stopped spurting, Linda let his cock slip out of her mouth. She turned to his face sporting a huge smile from ear to ear. Despite having her mouth full of his sperm she managed to say:

"I think its time for some unusual activity; please open your mouth Walter."

He complied mostly out of curiosity. She hovered over him and opened her mouth to cause his sperm to spill out of her mouth into his. When most of the sperm had exited her mouth, she closed in and started kissing him. They started swapping cum and equally ingesting same in the process. Rather then being repulsed by Linda's actions the kinkiness of it enflamed his exhilaration to a higher pleasurable level. 

His cock had slightly wilted when the last vestige of his sperm escaped from its source. It immediately hardened like a rock when they were snowballing. Linda ever quick to notice such things said:

"Oh my! My! It looks like this unusual activity has provoked the need to resume some usual activity. So take me big boy. Shove that monster tool of yours in me. Make my cunt sing. Fuck me Walter. Fuck me deep. Fuck me hard. I need it." 

Walter did not need a second invitation. He rolled over on top of her and their bodies adjusted to the new positions. As his cock was rock hard, he was able to penetrate her vagina without the assistance of either his or her hand on his cock for guidance & direction. He entered rather easily as her cunt was super moist by this time. As he started fucking her they both entered into a hazy sexual ecstasy.

Although Linda was only twenty years old she had plenty of sexual experience. Thus the orthodox missionary position fucking held no mysteries for her and she had become somewhat jaded. This is not to say she did not enjoy sex because she craved sex as much as a nymphomaniac. However the frequency of sex had blunted her passions. As an example the fact she had had sex with a different man every night during October was more impressionable to her than the memory of any actual enjoyment she had experienced. Fairly soon she would not be able to recognize any of the lovers she did not have an ongoing relationship with. She could not identify most of the guys she had had sex with during high school.

In contrast as Walter was fucking her, she knew that she would remember this copulation and Walter forever. Even if this turned out to be just a one night stand, and the odds were that it would be, Linda knew this was special and would be fixed indelibly in her mind.

The enjoyment of their arguably tame sex and memory of same could firstly be attributed to Walter's big dong. The length and girth of his cock was easily more than she had ever experienced. And his cock felt so wonderful inside her. She felt stuffed and so filled up as never before; just a pure heavenly feeling. The pleasure of his cock wiped out any tendency to be passive. She squeezed and wrapped her legs around his torso coaxing deepest possible penetration.

However Walter's more than adequate equipment wasn't the only factor in driving Linda to new heights of sexual bliss. Since she was recognized to be a slut and a whore every guy she had had sex with were only concerned to get their rocks off without having any interest or desire to know anything about her as a person. But Walter was different. Although Linda believed he probably suspected that she was a slut given that they were indeed fucking after a minimum amount of introduction, she could nevertheless see that he was interested in her besides sex. Their rather lengthy conversations at Harrison's seemed evidence of that notion. Her previous similar experiences with other men would see her in bed a lot sooner.

For his interest she was truly grateful. She also felt he was actually attracted to her and this could not help but make her self esteem soar. All this converted what would be a normal sexual experience for her to a heightened passion she had previously not scaled. So when she reached her climax she metaphorically exploded. And she screamed:

"Oh Walter! Oh fuck! What a cock! You make my cunt sing..." and similar continuations.

For Walter this coupling with Linda was truly unique. Even though he had had a relationship for two years and plenty of sex from some other females, he knew the sex had not been all that exciting or passionate. Inevitably after sex his first reaction was that at least it was better than masturbation. In almost every case he had the impression that his female partners were only tolerating the fucking and feigning enjoyment. If his partners exhibited an audible orgasm he was certain it was faked. 

He attributed the reticence of his lovers to an aversion to the size of his male appendage. Every female before Linda, made no secret of their apprehension upon first seeing his cock. Although they did consent to sexual intercourse it was always done with barely disguised reluctance. 

During the time they were at the Harrison Roadhouse, Walter developed the belief that Linda was different from his previous fuck buddies. He sensed she would not shrink when she first got a glimpse of his monster cock. He truly wanted to visit his parents and if he had felt that Linda would be like all the other females he had known he would have gone ahead to their home. But the prospect of having better than mediocre sex with her was the impetus to postpone his arrival at Grosse Pointe.

Now although he expected Linda to be more amorous than the norm, his breath was taken away by how more amorous she did prove to be. He marveled at how nonchalantly she took his cock in her mouth as a matter of course. Needless to say he was grateful at her enthusiastic delight to seeing his cock for the first time. When he was fucking her he slipped into a sexual nirvana that heretofore had been foreign to him. As Linda's passion was obviously expanding he in turn was experiencing increased exhilaration.

His ejaculation was triggered by Linda's utterance of her screaming orgasm. As he was pumping his cum into her he was undergoing an ecstasy he would have previously thought impossible to attain. It was without a doubt the greatest lay he had ever enjoyed. 

So as he was lying beside her basking in the afterglow of the concluded fantastic sex he was rudely surprised by the commencement of Linda crying. The sound of her sobbing was obviously indicative to be from distress and could not be attributed as a cry to relieve tension. As he had been under the impression that she had enjoyed the sex as much as he had, he could not help but be shocked by such delayed reaction. So he anxiously asked:

"What's wrong Linda?"

At his question she sobbed even more forcibly and he became afraid that he had hurt her. Thus he asked again:

"Are you in pain? Have I hurt you?"

Her sobbing started subsiding as she was fighting to overcome her crisis. She snuffled a reply: 

"No silly of course not. You were wonderful and magnificent." 

"Then what is the matter, Linda?"

"I was crying because I am a slut and a whore and I now wish I wasn't. If I were not a slut and a whore we could probably have a terrific relationship instead of a one night stand." 

"Oh Linda I'm sure you are not a slut and a whore."

"Hah! Little do you know. My mother put me on birth control pills when I was twelve. I have been having sex since I was six years old."

Walter gasped and replied:

"You can not mean to say you willingly participated in sexual acts when you were only six years old."

"No of course not. But my uncle started sexually molesting me since I was six years old and I believe he continued to pester me or tried to pester me every time we were in each other's company. He kept at it until he died when I was twelve."

"I see. So you were sexually abused as a child. You could not have enjoyed it."

"Yes that's true, I hated it. I don't remember anything that he did to me. I have a mental block on such incidents. But I know that I hated it and I remember that I tried my best to avoid his company as much as possible." 

"If you can't remember what he actually did to you, I am guessing it must have been pretty bad for you. I imagine your mind is blocking out the memories to preserve your sanity."

"I remember this much. When I was eight, my sister, Brenda who was six, had a car accident which resulted in her having a disfigured face. You saw her hideous face tonight and believe me it was even worse right after the accident."

"Yes I suspected something like that had happened to her but I felt it was not my place to ask."

"Well when I first saw Brenda's disfigured face I wrapped my arms around her and started crying and continued crying for quite some time. I am sure she thought I was feeling sorry for her and consequently grieving for her plight. But that was not the only reason I cried. I remember thinking that she has lucky to have her face all fucked up. Yes even though I was only eight years old I still distinctly remember to this day that I was thinking 'fucked up'. I believed that with her 'fucked up' face our uncle would not bother with her and would leave her alone, and this did prove to be so. I was thus at first envious of Brenda, but I soon felt ashamed of my feelings, and so continued crying longer than I should have."

"You sure are hard on yourself, Linda. Those are natural feelings and I think they were noble given the circumstances. The fact that there was a silver lining to your sister's misfortune which you had to keep her ignorant of produced the not surprising conflicting emotions that had distressed you. That is I am assuming that you did indeed not tell Brenda about your situation."

"Oh yes I've never told anyone about my secret until now to you. Mind you I think my mother knew or at least suspected something." 

"Why do you think that?"

"My uncle was the husband of my mother's sister, so at least he was not related to me by blood thank God. I seem to recall that my mother, who was always close to her sister, to the surprise of my father, would decline most of the family invitations to visit her sister's home. My uncle died, when I was twelve, from stab wounds he received in a barroom fight, and I was overjoyed. When my aunt arrived at our house to inform us of his death, I actually unguardedly cheered at the news. Although my father chastised me for my inappropriate behavior, my mother was silent. She never discussed with me my reaction to his death."

"Well I can see your point of view on this. But back to your original assertion that you are a slut and a whore; because you were sexually abused by you uncle makes you a victim not a slut and a whore."

"The thing is that I intellectually know this is so and I have read literature on child abuse to understand myself better. My uncle certainly fit the pattern of a pedophile. He continued to urge me not to tell anyone but I was so ashamed that he did not have to fear on that score."

"So you did not tell anyone of your secret but that still does not make you a slut and a whore."

"Well my uncle did play mind games on me. He kept telling me over and over again that I loved everything that we were doing because I was a slut and a whore. I started believing him because as far as I can remember I never resisted and always submitted to him."

"My God Linda, you were a child. How can you possibly believe you could have successfully resisted him? Even if he was below average in male stature you still could not have overpowered him. I am shocked that you believe you are a slut and a whore because you submitted to your pervert of an uncle. He raped you Linda. Right now he is having tea in Hell with the likes of Hitler & Saddam Hussein and such ilk."

Linda let loose a wry smile at the observation and said:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 09



"Be that as it may, my subsequent actions since my uncle's death certainly places me into the category of a slut and a whore. My mother caught me in a sex situation with a boy when I was only twelve and that is why she got me on birth control pills since she knew she could not control me. I have had lots of non stop indiscriminant sex ever since then. Why this past month of October, I had sex with a different man every night during the entire month. I would have thought that my behavior tonight which paved the way for us getting to bed after only knowing each other for just a few hours would clue you in that I am a slut and a whore." 

Linda was happily shocked by the next words Walter uttered:

"First of all what has happened and what will happen between you and me is special. Nothing in your past or in mine has any significance of what is going to happen between us. If I were a betting man I would say we are about to enter into a torrid relationship that will last for quite some time. This relationship will end only if one of us gets tired of the other and the odds are long that such latter eventuality will not occur." 

"Oh Walter..." gushed Linda but Walter waved his hand to signify he had more to say:

"I suspected you were very experienced in sex and I admit I am surprised at learning how extensive your experience seems to be. However I am not convinced that you are a slut and a whore. I suggest that your promiscuity is your personal safety mechanism to ward off the harm that was done to you as a child. I am of course no psychiatrist so I believe you would benefit from professional help to make you whole again. I flatter myself to believe that you are attracted to me and this would be the impetus for you to accept the opportunity to change."

"There is an old blues song that Brenda & I love to sing which lyrics might apply to us," and Linda sang 'You are not my first love.'

After Linda finished singing, Walter replied:

"Yes that's a wonderful song. The only thing that does not apply is that I am you first love. The others that had been in your arms were just preparation for when you met me."

"Oh Walter you do know how to sweet talk a girl and make her head spin."

With that they resumed fucking and kept it up for several hours before finally falling asleep.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 10



The next morning Linda woke up first. As soon as she was aware where she was, a huge smile took over her whole face. Determined to make the most of whatever time she had left with Walter she slipped down in the bed to take Walter's cock in her mouth to wake it up. Apparently despite being still asleep, Walter's cock quickly sprung to attention in response to Linda's ministrations. 

Walter was dreaming; an erotic dream; actually a wet dream; indeed a wetter dream than the usual. He woke up with the realization he was ejaculating his semen in a willing mouth; Linda's mouth. As soon as he got his bearings he greeted her with:

"Now that is a good morning greeting I can sure appreciate."

"Well it was my pleasure kind sir. I see that you have not wilted so perhaps I can extract some more pleasure from you big boy." 

With that she straddled him and guided his quickly restored cock into her wet pussy. Once impaled, she curled her heels underneath his calves and planted her tits on his chest. She was kissing him as her hips were thrusting. He really had nothing much to do except to enjoy this initial fuck of the day as Linda had everything under control. So he grabbed a hold of her ass to assist in her movements and before too long he was pumping a fresh batch of cum into her vagina.

As they disengaged, Walter said:

"Look Linda, I want to spend some more time with you. How about I call my parents and tell them that my problems will keep me in Chicago a little while longer. I do though have to get to their place by Wednesday night as I don't want to disappoint them for the holiday, which they had been looking forward to."

"Oh yes I would love to spend some more time with you. My apartment in Grand Rapids is supposed to be ready by noon today, so we can go there. I have to go to work tomorrow as I have an assignment I must take care of and can not get out of. It should only take me a couple of hours and then I can arrange to take the rest of the week off."

Accordingly Linda and Walter were together in her apartment until Wednesday when they left to visit their respective parents for the Thanksgiving holiday. They arranged to subsequently visit each other on the weekends. Linda mostly visited him in Chicago since there was more exciting things to do when they were not fucking. Occasionally though he would come to Grand Rapids. On such occasions they did not take advantage of the Grand Rapids tourist attractions as their time was spent exclusively in bed.

Her relationship with Walter took such hold on her that she was no longer seen in Grand Rapids. Apart from spotting her at going to work she became totally invisible to her former male acquaintances.

Meanwhile the Brenda-Harry and Connie-Bruce romances blossomed into full fledged committed relationships. Thus they naturally did not look for love elsewhere even when overtly being approached by others. For the boys who were used to being besieged by good looking females constantly refusing them was not a new phenomenon. As for Brenda, there was no temptation since her hideous face precluded anyone taking an interest in her. 

For Connie though this was a new experience. As we have already noted during her high school years she was mostly a social pariah. However in the much greater community of Michigan State University, her past was not known and her beauty was not so remarkable to cause similar problems that she had incurred in high school. Her beauty though did have the effect that almost every male she encountered, be they student or faculty, beseeched her for a date. In self defense against those who were persistent and were not easily dissuaded she developed a pat answer to ward off such potential suitors:

"Oh thank you for your interest but as you can see I am engaged and can not go out with others."

To bolster the rebuff Connie had actually purchased an inexpensive ring that could pass off as an engagement ring. She naturally did not wear it when with Bruce but one day about a couple weeks after the Penn State game, as they were strolling along a strip mall for a luncheon date she had forgotten to take it off beforehand, and Bruce noticed it. He asked her about it and she informed:

"Not to boast or to appear to be too conceited, but I find myself constantly being hit upon by virtually every guy I meet even very casually. Sometimes a simple 'no' or a 'not interested' response does not do the trick in stopping them from bothering me. It is not my nature to say 'drop dead' or 'get lost creep' to those who continue to pester me. So instead I say I am engaged and show them this ring as proof. And that usually does the trick."

At this very moment they were in front of a jewelry store. Bruce grabbed her arm and steered her into the store saying:

"I hate having you lie about anything Connie. So how about I get you a real engagement ring and you would not have to lie to rid yourself of unwanted advances. Besides this ring you have now won't fool a serious admirer and pursuer."

"But....but....Bruce you don't have to do that. I am sure I can handle even the most obnoxious pest."

"Don't you want to marry me?"

"Of yes in a heartbeat. But I don't want you to be coerced into it. I want you to propose to me of your own free will; of your own desire; not to be pushed into it or trapped into it."

"Oh Connie, don't you remember we were fucking within mere moments of meeting each other. That was not just lust but I believe it was as result of our souls bonding to each other. The only reason I have not yet formerly proposed was the fact we are not yet established. I do not know whether I will be in the NFL next year or whether I will have to look for employment in something else. Also you are a very sharp girl and I would not want to cause you not to get your degree. But there is no other girl I want to marry and that will never change. So yes I am proposing but the actual wedding date will not be set until I am certain I can provide for us. Will you marry me Connie?"

"Oh yes Bruce there is no other man I would rather marry. The only way you will get rid of me is if you tire of me."

"Well then there is no reason not to get a true engagement ring. You can throw that sorry imitation into the trash."

Connie gasped as Bruce selected a full two carat diamond ring costing in excess of $3K.

"My God Bruce it is beautiful. This is the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me."

Bruce teased:

"You mean our lovemaking has not been the most wonderful thing that has happened to you? I am bummed."

Connie playfully punched Bruce in the arm and replied:

"No silly. Our lovemaking is the natural consequences of our love and the mating of our souls. Your gift of this ring is confirmation of my good fortune in having found you, and that is why it is the most wonderful thing that has happened to me."

"My new bride to be seems to have a poetic outlook."

"But Bruce I hate to ask can you really afford this? I would be happy with even a cracker box ring so long as the end result is to be with you forever."

"Of course honey bun. My agent slipped some extra money under the table to me to ensure that I engage him as my agent. Obviously he expects me to make it to the NFL because otherwise he would be out of this money."

"Well my gorgeous boy toy, I must thank you profusely for this magnificent gift. After lunch I think it behooves me to show you my gratitude." 

And after lunch as they were in Bruce's bedroom, Connie intending to make good on her promise said:

"Is there anything we have not done that you wish me to do? Don't be afraid to ask."

"Since you put it that way there is one thing I have always wanted to try but have thought it was too kinky to suggest it."

"Name it."

"Well I have always wanted to try water sports. You know I wandered what it was like to being peed on as well as peeing on my partner."

Without any hesitation or batting an eyelash Connie replied:

"Good thing I haven't gone to the bathroom as of yet. Do you have a drop cloth? If not we can do it on the kitchen linoleum floor or in your bath tub."

"I guess the kitchen floor would do; it will add to the kinkiness. Although I do have a drop cloth as well so perhaps we can do it on the kitchen table."

"Connie was now breathing heavily as she replied:

"OK big boy let me fulfill your fantasy."

There were no more words spoken as Bruce and Connie could sexually please each other without the necessity of too much verbalization. Bruce went to get the drop cloth and Linda went to the fridge in the kitchen to extract a beer. She started removing her clothes as she kept sipping on a Rolling Rock. Bruce covered the rectangular table with the plastic drop cloth. Then he moved the table around so the end was near the kitchen counter. The table edge was about half of a foot lower than the counter. He then removed his clothes and quaffed a beer offered by Connie.

Once naked he got onto the table laying flat on his back. Of course he was too long for the table to completely hold him so that he rested his long legs on the counter. Connie now also naked finished her beer and with aid of a chair got on top of the table. She was on her hands and knees in a 69 position over him. Her knees were drawn up enough that there was some separation between her crotch and his face. 

She bent her face down to start to suck his cock but Bruce did nothing as he knew what she was trying to do. He did not want to sabotage her effort. Soon enough she started to discharge a stream of urine splashing his face. He experienced sensations that were truly exquisite. Her urine smell made the sensations more exotic and erotic then he had expected. During the flow he opened his mouth and captured some of her piss. The taste would have normally been abhorrent to him but given the context of the sexual nature of her urination, he swallowed her pee as if he was imbibing the sweetest of wines. He started ejaculating into her mouth as her stream was ending.

Once he finished spurting his cum and she had ingested all of it, she wordlessly got off the table and set herself on the floor. Knees down and resting her torso on the back of her heels, she looked up smilingly and prepared herself to accept what was about to happen next. Bruce got off the table and stood up facing her. He took hold of his penis and started peeing on her face. He was able to control the speed of his flow so that it was steady but not rapid. Like him she opened her mouth to catch some of his urine and like him as well was not shy about drinking his piss. She used her hands to capture any urine dripping from her chin and smeared it on her tits. 

After he finished peeing on her they each dried themselves with a handy kitchen towel. Both of them were in a high state of sexual excitement. The belief that they had just engaged in the kinkiest sex play imaginable created hard to define emotions which had overtaken their minds and required needed relief. They were attuned to each other's wants and needs so that they wordlessly without prompting went to the bedroom and settled on the bed where Bruce fucked her in the standard missionary position. 

Although their sexual position was standard the ferocity of his fucking was not. He was thrusting with an urgency he had preciously never exerted. She was moving her hips mirror matching his thrusts. Their bodies were drenched with their sweat. The combination of urine on their bodies with the perspiration from their frantic copulation created a very gamy odor to them. But rather than lessen their sexual fervor the smells served only to hasten their mutual orgasms. 

When they climaxed it seemed in their minds that they were in the middle of an earthquake. So powerful was her orgasm that Connie was trembling for quite some time. As for Bruce he was beyond sentient analysis. He rolled over to his back once his cock on its own volition slipped out of her cunt.

Curiously enough they never spoke about this event to each other again. Despite the intensity and despite that this occurred in conjunction with him acquiring the splendid engagement ring they never found the need to rehash the circumstances of the occurrence. Connie believed she had humiliated herself in allowing herself to be peed upon and drinking his pee. However she was not ashamed but paradoxically she reveled in her humiliation. 

Previously she had no doubt that she loved Bruce and she was sure of his love. However by allowing herself to be humiliated she now had empirical evidence of their mutual love. By her action she had demonstrated to him that she was willing to do anything to make him happy. She instinctively knew that when a man discerns this attitude from his woman he will cherish her. 

Although Bruce had merely bought the engagement ring without establishing a date for the wedding and despite that Connie was still living with Brenda, they were now acting like they were already married. This sexual activity cemented their union. In realty they knew that when they eventually exchanged vows it would be a mere formality acknowledging what already had existed. 

However before Bruce could marry Connie there was the matter of finishing the school year. Michigan State by beating Penn State ended up in second place in the Big Ten that year. Because Ohio State the champions of the Big Ten were ranked second nationally, they were selected to play in the BCS title game for the national championship declaration. This allowed MSU to be the Big Ten's representative in the Rose Bowl game on New Year's Day to compete against Oregon State, the Pac Ten champions. After an early light December practice, Bruce and Harry got together to discuss the upcoming holidays and the big game.

Because the game was to be played in the afternoon on New Year's Day, they knew they could not celebrate the upcoming holidays like other normal people. They were allowed three days off to spend Christmas with their family. The team then had to assemble in East Lansing the day after Christmas to board a bus to the Metro Detroit airport for a late afternoon flight to California. Alternatively with prior approval from the coach, a player could arrange to meet the team at the airport at his own expense. Since Harry's family lived in a suburb of Buffalo, NY, this would be a convenient option as he could fly directly to Detroit to catch up with the team. 

Once the team arrived in Pasadena, there would be two practices per day until the game in the afternoon on New Year's Day. They would be under strict supervision and curfews without any free time except for four hours on New Year's Eve between 6:00 PM and 10:00 PM local time. Thus they sort of could celebrate the beginning of the New Year at nine o'clock since it would be midnight in Michigan. The coaches told them they could drink a little bit but they must not be inebriated at the check in time of 10:00 PM, that night. After the game though they were completely free to entertain as they wished; all they had to do was show up at the hotel lobby at 10:30 the next morning to catch the flight back to Detroit. 

Harry and Bruce as had been their custom in the previous years were assigned to share a hotel room. With such circumstances and based on their experience in the previous bowl games, Harry said:

"Well Bruce I guess this will be our third bowl game in a row but our first Rose Bowl game. You know ever since I was a kid and started playing sports, I dreamed about playing in the Rose Bowl. I always thought it was the coolest college game and I never missed watching the parade. That is why I only considered Big Ten or Pac Ten schools when I was being recruited."

"Yes I am looking forward to playing in this game as well. I suppose since we are playing the Beavers it should be appropriate that we do some beaver hunting after the game. But somehow my heart is just not into such activity."

"Ah yes- you are committed to Connie. You feel it is inappropriate to carry on like we had done in past bowl games, picking up a pair of bimbos to fuck and share."

"You know what they say: 'why have hamburger when you can have steak?' Besides I am really engaged to Connie although it is uncertain when we will settle for a wedding date."

"Quite so and I applaud your sentiments. However you must admit that fucking and sharing bimbos did have its charms."

"What are you suggesting or proposing?" 

"What you say about steak vs hamburger definitely holds true for me as well. After Brenda, pursuing empty headed females for casual sex sure does not have much appeal. So I want Brenda to be with me in California just as much as I suppose you want Connie to be there as well."

"I certainly want her there."

"As you know we have a very tight schedule. We only have four free hours on New Year's Eve before the game; while all the other time is booked and accounted for. Because of the curfew and bed checks on that night even those four hours will not allow us to have much time to do fun things with the girls."

"I guess that's so."

"After the game is the only time we can do anything with them. Then we can use our room to full advantage since there is no curfew or bed checks. So I say why don't we celebrate this bowl game like we did the others? But instead of sharing and fucking bimbos we happen to pick up, I suggest we share and fuck our girlfriends instead."

"Need I remind you that I am actually engaged to Connie?"

"But of course I know that. I am likewise in love with Brenda and I am sure I will get officially engaged just like you once I know if I am drafted to the NFL. So I am not proposing this to try and steal Connie from you."

"Well I guess that is a relief. But still if you love Brenda as you say, why are you willing to share her with me?"

"I have two reasons and admittedly they are selfish on my part. By the way you are not averse to fucking Brenda are you? You are not put off by her face are you?"

"No of course not. It is not her fault that she has a scarred face. I know she is a great girl and I have noticed that she has a great body. So all things being equal I would not mind fucking her. But all things are not equal. I am in love with Connie and so I have no interest in dallying with other females." 

"This has nothing to do with love. This is just about having a great sexual experience even acting out a fantasy if you will. Look, Brenda has told me that she has occasionally indulged in lesbian sex with Connie and I assume Connie has likewise appraised you of this fact; is that so?" 

"Yes I am aware that our girlfriends as roommates have muff dived each other, so what?"

"Obviously our girls do not subscribe to that singer Fergie's assertion that lesbian sex amounts to cheating on one's boyfriend just the same as if fucking another male. Brenda confided to me that she and Connie view their dalliance as a good substitute for 'the real thing' and is better than masturbation. Mind you I think Brenda masturbates with an enthusiasm that is unprecedented. But I digress; the point is no one begrudges anyone for masturbating when full blown sex is not available."

"Are you saying that you are suggesting a foursome in our hotel room so as to avoid resorting to masturbation while whiling away the time between the end of the game to when we board the return flight?"

Harry chuckled at Bruce's outrageous conclusion, so he merely replied:

"Well no, as I have said I have two reasons for wanting this."

"Please enlighten me."

"Because of her face, Brenda has a very low esteem despite being the most interesting and enchanting female I've ever encountered. She technically was not a virgin when we first met but in essence she could have been considered as one. The two guys before me had no interest in her but just saw her as an opportunity for easy sex because of her universal lack of appeal. I have the impression that even with me she is not 100% certain of my regard for her. So if you were to fuck her then her self confidence would soar. That is probably all she needs to aspire to her full potential as a woman."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 10



"So once again I am called upon to do a good deed for her. I am getting to feel like a boy scout."

Harry was starting to get a little angry at the mocking attitude of Bruce so he retorted:

"Fucking Brenda would not be a hardship. She has a great body and her enthusiasm for sex will take your breath away. I am certain that apart from Connie, Brenda would provide you greater & much more enjoyable sexual experience then what you have been used to from all the skanks you have fucked." 

"Whoa don't get huffy with me. I've already said I have no objection to fucking Brenda and I would look forward to it. My hang up is that I am not comfortable with you fucking Connie. I am going to be her husband after all." 

"And as I said before this has nothing to do with love but everything to do with sex. I suspect we are talking about great mind blowing sex and this is my second reason for my desire of a foursome. In the past bowl game celebrations, our bimbos were reluctant to share and definitely were not into each other. So all we really did was fuck the girls separately and then exchange them. As a result the sharing sex was only slightly more titillating than the run of the mill regular fucking. But our girls have no problem in fondling each other. So all four of us can get into bed together and indulge in all kinds of sexual combinations. Yes I expect this would be a truly delightful experience."

Finally Bruce was starting to discern the merits of four-way sex and his natural jealousy abated. So he replied:

"I guess when you put it that way it sure does seem exciting and worthwhile to try. But will our girls agree?"

"It is up to us to convince our girls to go along. In our favor the girls will know we won't boast about this to our peers so that malicious gossip will not be an issue. The fact that this will happen in California and not in East Lansing further ensures secrecy. I imagine our chief hurdle is to convince our girl that the other guy is not so awful." 

Bruce realizing the last part was spoken in jest snorted and ventured:

"You won't have any problems pointing out my charms to Brenda. However I see that I will have the Herculean task of trying to convince Connie that you are worth her while."

"Yeah right!"

So Harry approached the subject with Brenda, the next time they were together; sharing a pizza in his kitchen. Harry said:

"Brenda you know we are going to play in the Rose Bowl game on New Year's Day against Oregon State. We leave for California, the day after Christmas. I am flying directly from Buffalo to catch up with the team at Metro Detroit airport. The team has all our time locked up except for four hours on New Year's Eve and the time after the game until the following morning when we return to Michigan."

"This will be the third bowl game in a row that Bruce and I have played but the first Rose Bowl. In the past bowl games Bruce and I had picked up a couple of girls for anonymous sex to celebrate after the game. Since Bruce met Connie and I have met you, this kind of celebration does not appeal. So Brenda would you like to come to California for the Parade and the game? I will of course pay for your expenses and I am positive Bruce will invite Connie."

"Do you really have to ask? Is there any doubt about my answer especially when you are sweet enough to cover my expenses?"

"Yes well about those expenses- I can spring for the airline tickets and of course tickets for the game. However I can only pay for one night's accommodations at a decent local hotel. Bruce is about in the same boat. So it looks like that after the game in order to save some money you and I will have to share our team assigned hotel room with Bruce and Connie."

Brenda was of course no dummy and she realized the coy suggestion Harry was proposing. Her sense of humor though caused her to playfully react in similar fashion. So in mock horror she replied:

"Why that would mean if you and I would want to fuck then Bruce and Connie would be able to see us doing it."

"Yes I suppose that would be so."

"Likewise if Bruce and Connie were to fuck we would be able to see them doing it."

"That is true as well."

"Well I guess that is all right then. I have always suspected that I possess some voyeuristic and exhibitionistic tendencies. Now you know that Connie and I have occasionally dabbled in some girl on girl sex. I am afraid that in close quarters with her and being naked and all we might succumb to such activity. Do you think you and Bruce would be OK with that?"

"Oh Brenda, I think I can speak for Bruce as well and safely assure you that we would not object or watching the two of you getting it on."

"Well OK then; but when you are privy to seeing Connie naked, and I might add that she sure is gorgeous in that state, might you not want to sample her charms especially if she and Bruce would allow it?" 

"That certainly is in the realm of possibilities." 

"Well I think that is unfair to me. I suspect with my face Bruce would not be interested in sampling my charms."

"Au contraire my sweet Brenda. Don't you fret one bit on that score. When I talked to Bruce on this matter he conceded that he would look forward indeed to sample your charms given the opportunity, and that your face is not in the least a negative."

"Well then I must say that having the two hottest studs on campus to fuck on the same night must be every girl's fantasy. To imagine that I would have such opportunity is beyond my fondest desires when I came to MSU. I am truly grateful that you are a penny pincher who can not spring for an extra room." 

"So you are OK with this? Bruce and I thought we would have some difficulty in convincing you girls to participate in a foursome."

"Not I. I've always thought if it were not for my face I would have given my sister a run for her money to be declared the Porter family's slut and whore. Mind you since she has met Connie's brother she seems to have mended her whorish ways and is having sex only with him. So after this foursome I think I can claim that title from her after all."

Harry could not help but laugh as he replied:

"Well I don't know about you being a slut and a whore but I have to concede that your enthusiasm for sex is beyond anything I have encountered."

"I take that as a compliment. However I do want to assure you that you are more than enough man for me. You fulfill all my sexual needs. However I can't resist the opportunity of having two cocks penetrating my body at the same time. It is too delicious a thought not to want to experience it."

"You sure are a saucy wench my dearest Brenda. Look what your provocative words have done to my cock."

Sure enough Harry's cock was straining against his pants leaving no doubt that he had a tremendous erection. Brenda rose off her chair and approached him to view his hard on. Seeing it, she deftly removed her thong as she breathlessly said:

"My! My!"

Then she undid his belt, unzipped his fly and with his co-operation lowered his pants and underwear to expose his cock. Hiking her skirt she got upon his lap and impaled herself on his engorged manhood. In her sultriest and sexiest voice she gushed:

"You know what they say Harry, don't you?"

"No, what Brenda?"

"A magnificent erection is a terrible thing to waste." 

And Brenda rode him with wild abandon resulting in a mutually arrived at satisfactory climaxes. 

Bruce obtained Connie's agreement to participate in the foursome in a much more direct fashion. After indicating the circumstances of the Rose Bowl game he said:

"Harry proposes we celebrate after the game by having a foursome of Brenda and him with us. What do you think?"

"I'm down for it if you're game."

"Well I did indicate to Harry that I have a problem with him fucking you."

"You're my MAN, nothing will change that. My love for you won't be in jeopardy."

"Look won't you be jealous as I am fucking Brenda?"

"Of course not. I would be happy for you. Brenda should prove to be a great fuck for you. I should know as I certainly had some great sex with her. And that's the point Bruce. It is just great sex and it has nothing to do with love."

"Harry said almost the very same thing."

"Well sure. Remember when we peed on each other? That was fun; it was kinky sex. But it was not in any way a legitimate expression of love. We are great friends with Brenda and Harry we have good times together. That's all it is. At the end of the day you will still be my MAN and I will still be your WOMAN." 

So the couples had come to agreement and the logistics of the girls coming to California were taken care of. Promptly at 6:00 PM on New Year's Eve Brenda and Connie met Harry and Bruce at the agreed restaurant restaurant/bar for dinner and dance. Because the guys had a strict curfew of 10:00 PM it was decided that they would forgo sex during these four hours of togetherness, but instead they would just enjoy each other's company. The thing was that their coach would not hesitate to bench any player for violating any team rules even stars like Harry & Bruce. Of course being suspended for the Rose Bowl game would have serious negative repercussions for their professional prospects. 

So the couples enjoyed each other's company. Since they were aware they were going to indulge in a foursome the next night everyone expressed their desires over the anticipated get together. As the conversation became raunchier each one of them became unduly aroused and regretted the restriction of time imposed on them. At nine o'clock they kissed each other simulating the New Year's celebration. They told other curious patrons that since they were from the east it was legitimate for them to celebrate ringing in the New Year at this moment. The boys then returned to their room in compliance with their curfew.

The girls returned to their hotel room. They did not indulge in sex as they were more engrossed in anticipating the upcoming foursome. They did come to an agreement on what they were going to do in setting up double penetrations. They woke up early so that they could view the famous Rose Bowl Parade in its entirety. After the parade, as Connie had Bruce's key, the girls checked out of their room and moved their belongings to the boys' room before setting out for the game. The game proved to be very exciting. MSU won by three points on the strength of a touchdown scored just before time ran out. That touchdown was a patent Harry's pass to Bruce capping a fairy tale ending to their college careers. And their college careers truly ended since their mutual agent advised them not to participate in the Senior Bowl game despite being invited to play there.

After the game the girls purchased some beer and subs for later refreshment. They placed the beer and subs in the fridge in the room. They then undressed and carefully hung their clothes in the closet. They then went into the bathroom to shower together. At the school dormitory Brenda and Connie were too intimidated to shower together in the common shower area so this was a golden opportunity to indulge in some extraordinary sexual play and they did not let this opportunity slip away. 

They naturally started kissing each other once the shower stream started flowing to their satisfaction. The feel of the water splashing on their bodies enhanced the passion of their embrace and the girls were soon in a high arousal state. There was the mechanics of washing each other to attend to and such activity heightened their erotic sensations. As they became meticulously clean their sensuous activity had caused each girl's libido to attain the ultimate state of frenzy. Connie gasped:

"We got to take this to the bed."

"Yes," sighed Brenda.

So agitated were the girls that they could not take the time to towel dry themselves. Brenda did have the presence of mind to shut off the shower but this meant that Connie reached the bed first and she plopped herself on her back. Brenda climbed on to the bed and immediately assumed a 69 position. As Brenda lowered her face to Connie's crotch she audibly growled before her tongue made contact with Connie's labia lips. Connie for her part squealed in delight when Brenda's cunt surrounded her face. The ensuing ferocious mutual muff-diving action soon caused each girl's vagina to ooze copious amounts of female juices. Such moistness added to the sexual aroma emitting from each girl's nether regions which in turn sent each girl's sexual nirvana to a higher level. 

Just as the girls began to reach their orgasms during their love-making, Bruce and Harry entered the room, having left the team's victory celebrations in the locker-room of the stadium. Greeted by such a steamy scene the boys wasted no time in getting naked while the girls' bodies shook and shuddered in the throes of their passionate climax. In addition to their bodies' violent agitations both Brenda and Connie were shrieking senselessly their pleasures. The girls' noises and the sight of their obvious enjoyment and orgasms immediately induced the boys' cocks to harden significantly. 

Brenda sensing the boys' presence rolled off Connie and settled beside her. Then each girl wordlessly beckoned with crooked finger to each other's beau to approach them. In response Bruce strolled over to Brenda ending up standing over her with his cock stiff above the bed directly pointing at Brenda's face. In similar fashion Harry reached Connie's face. Both girls turned to face each as they mentally waited for the discharge of an imaginary starter's pistol. To the surprise of Bruce and Harry, each girl suddenly without warning turned their heads and gobbled up the available cocks. Thus Connie swallowed Harry's cock while Brenda had Bruce's cock in her mouth. The girls immediately commenced a frantic fellatio. Bruce and Harry were later to learn that the girls had previously planned this contest to determine who was to enjoy the first double penetration.

Connie being more sexually experienced than Brenda was able to make use of such an advantage to emerge as the winner in their private contest; to wit, she was the first to get her partner to cum in her mouth. As soon as she had Harry's cock in her mouth, she stuck three fingers into his rectum simulating anal intercourse while with her other hand was massaging his sac and balls. Brenda was likewise massaging Bruce's sac and balls while sucking his cock but did not think of penetrating his anus to induce greater stimulation. 

Consequently, Harry in no time flat was spurting his semen into Connie's mouth. Once Harry had finished his ejaculation Connie expelled his cock. Pursuant to their pre-arranged contest conditions, Connie turned to face Brenda and opened her mouth to display Harry's captured sperm and thus providing evidence of her victory. Brenda's eyes bulged in surprise as she could not believe Connie was able to induce ejaculation so quickly but before she could ruminate any further she started receiving Bruce's cum which started exploding into her mouth. Brenda held up a finger to Connie to signal the culmination of her blow job to Bruce.

Once Bruce finished spurting, Brenda let his cock slip out of her mouth. Then absent of previous agreement she turned to Connie and started kissing her. Instinctively the girls began snowballing as with their tongues they continuously shared the combined sperm. While they were kissing and swapping cum they also were ingesting the sperm. They broke their kiss once all the cum was gone. They each then faced the guys and opened their mouths as wide as possible to demonstrate that the ejaculated sperm was no longer in their mouths. Both Bruce and Harry were actually shocked by the brazen wantonness of the girls but that is not to say they were disgusted. Indeed their conscious thought was that they believed themselves to have hit the jackpot in meeting and experiencing the sexiest females extant on the planet. Despite having already ejaculated from the blow jobs, their cocks jumped back into full attention upon viewing the antics of the girls.

Bruce & Harry, unaware that Connie had won a private contest with Brenda, took no notice that Connie had taken charge of the next situation. They just merely complied with Connie's commands under the illusion that it was a spontaneous natural consequence of the sexual ambience. As for the girls, although Connie's actions had been predetermined, that did not lessen their excitement of the sexual play as it unfolded. 

As the girls closed their mouths, Connie directed Harry to get to the bed and lay down. Once there Connie crawled on top of him and caused his cock to impale her vagina. Then Connie summoned Bruce to join them so he could drill her ass hole to complete her double penetration. This left Brenda to lick Bruce's ass hole as her only opportunity to participate in this particular foursome engagement.

Connie had experienced double penetrations before during her gang bang while in high school so that she was not unfamiliar with the physical sensations inherent to such activity. However, this simultaneous lovemaking from Bruce & Harry was a far different experience and without a doubt was much more enjoyable and sensuous. I n high school, Connie was aware that the motivation of the guys fucking her was to humiliate her. None of the guys had a regard for her and probably years later will not even remember her name just as she would forget theirs. She still remembered some of the sensations she felt that night but realized they would soon become blurred in time.

With Bruce and Harry this was not the case. Connie knew with the same certainty that the sun rises from the east, that Bruce loved her and she loved him. Yes Harry did not love her nor did she love him, but they liked and revered each other. With Brenda and Bruce as a common link of their acquaintances, it meant that their fucking together had no ulterior motive other than to share pleasure with truly likeable companions. With such realizations infiltrating her brain the feel of Harry's cock in her vagina and Bruce's cock in her rectum drove her to newer heights of sexual ecstasy. It seemed to her that her mind actually turned to mush and a fog of exhilarating pleasures infiltrated every fiber of her body. She reached her climax a nanosecond before the boys simultaneously ejaculated in her nether holes. The pleasure of this copulation was so intense that Connie screamed out her emotions in the loudest voice she was capable of. Although she always blushed thereafter whenever she recalled this orgasm, she knew that she required relief from her feelings and this need forced her unseemly behavior.

For Bruce and Harry, the sight of their girlfriends sixty-nining each other established their minds from the get go that they were in for a sexual experience of a lifetime. The unprompted subsequent cum swapping by the girls took them to a new plateau of sexual pleasure. By the time they were double fucking Connie; their minds were no longer sentient. When the reached their climax no part of their brain was involved. They ejaculated as a result of overwhelming sensuous stimulations devoid of any conscious decision. The euphoria of such lovemaking was nothing like anything either one of them had heretofore experienced. 

As for Brenda, it might be suggested that she was shut out of intense sexual pleasure in this scenario. However her brain provided enough impetus for her to fully enjoy this encounter. She had orgasmed initially with Connie and the cum swapping initiated by her was mind-blowing especially since it had been unplanned. Thus she was in highly sexually agitated state when she started to lick Bruce's anus. As the others were groaning, Brenda was frigging herself while furiously tonguing Bruce's ass hole. As a result, Brenda attained an orgasm at the same time the others reached theirs and the intensity of this orgasm was as powerful as any other she had experienced. So she had nothing to complain about especially since she knew she was going to be double penetrated next.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 10



After the lovemaking everyone collapsed apart on the bed momentarily satiated from the intense sex. They each grabbed a half of a sub and a beer for refreshment and respite. While they were eating Brenda & Connie advised the guys that they had predetermined that they were going to give head to the other's boy friend. The one that induced ejaculation first was the one entitled to the first double penetration. Both Bruce and Harry chortled at hearing this story as they realized this was typical of the sexuality of their girl friends. They knew that they were absolutely fortunate in knowing (Biblical sense) these girls.

The couples continued fucking throughout the night including three more foursomes. Thus by the end each girl had the occasion to face the male underneath for vaginal penetration while the male above her took her anally. Each girl also had the opposite double penetration where she had her back to the male underneath for anal penetration and thus was facing the male above to be vaginally impaled. The girl not being double penetrated had the duty or opportunity to tongue the crack and anus of the male above. Connie proved to be most adept at this assignment. She was able to lick the nether regions of all three of the others. It was not until dawn before they finally quit their sexual adventure and all four of them haphazardly slept on the same bed.

The girls had tickets on the same flight home as the team and as a concession from the team's coaches Bruce and Harry could sit with Brenda and Connie. They returned to Michigan with a huge smile on their faces confident of a happy future.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 11



The romance and engagement between Connie & Bruce was progressing as smoothly as the lovers could possibly desire but could they believe that utopia in love was truly possible? Unbeknownst to Connie, a dark cloud was hovering over her life in the form of Spencer Thorneburg. From Spencer's point of view that September day when he met & fucked Connie was the most significant day in his life. What made it super special was that Connie seemed genuinely fond of him. After all she eschewed the other males at the table and paid exclusive attention to him. She accepted without hesitation his invitation to accompany him to his place knowing full well that sex was to be expected. And she did not hesitate or resist his sexual advances culminating in his mind the most marvelous sex ever.

All this in his mind added to the belief that Connie was infatuated with him. Otherwise how else can you explain it? He of course was absolutely enthralled with her; she was by far the prettiest girl he had ever talked to never mind fucked. He let his imagination run wild, seeing himself in a torrid relationship leading to perhaps marriage. 

Despite the fact that Spencer had actually had sex with some females, he still did not have a clue about the female mind set. Consequently he missed all the negative vibes that had been forthcoming from Connie that day, as she was undeniably being courteous to him. He could not see that when she smiled at him there was no warmth behind that smile. He was oblivious to the fact that she did not flirt with him or suggest doing anything sexual. She merely acquiesced to him. And of course he was unaware that she did not have an orgasm when he did fuck her.

He had no idea that the reason he had sexual success with Connie that night was a culmination of lucky circumstances in his favor. First of all Connie had seen Bruce at the game so that the ensuing night was not attractive to her mind. So she only went to the Harrison Roadhouse to support Brenda in her effort to get laid. Connie paid exclusive attention to him not because she was attracted to him but because she considered him to be the least odious of the males that were at their table. 

She acquiesced to leaving with him, firstly to allow Brenda to have their room alone and secondly she thought sex with him would be better than masturbation. So as she did not really have high anticipation of sexual enjoyment she was not unduly perturbed that the sex proved to be irksome. With such predisposition she was able to maintain a consistent attitude of pretending interest in him.

The one thing that would have made her rebel was when she discovered that Spencer had a roommate. She detested that the privacy of sex with Spencer was compromised by this roommate being necessarily present in the apartment. Because she did not know that Spencer lived so far away from campus she did not insist on following him in her car. Had she taken her car she would have left Spencer's abode immediately upon discovering the presence of the said roommate. So as it turned out she acquiesced to the sex not from any desire whatsoever. She even discovered to her horror that masturbation was more thrilling than the sex with Spencer.

To Spencer sex with Connie was the Cadillac of all sex encounters. As he was under the mistaken belief that Connie was equally of the same view he bought at face value the excuses that she offered why they could not have a "quickie" before he took her home or why she could not give him her phone number. He also did not find it strange that she directed him to drop her off at her parked car. Because he was so certain she would call him once she got a new phone and number, he did not think to follow her & determine where she actually lived.

Day by day he awaited her call. He constantly checked his phone for messages in case he missed her call. After two weeks when it would have been obvious she would have acquired a replacement phone by then she still had not called. He did not suspect nor give any credence to the possibility that she did not call because she did not want to see him. He came to the conclusion that she had not called because she had inadvertently lost his number. 

He also reasoned that despite her having been at his apartment she probably could not find it to meet him. First of all it was ten miles from campus so it would mean that this was too great an area to randomly search. As they had arrived in the dark she would not have been paying attention to how they got there. Likewise although they left in the morning she had been probably too tired to notice where he lived; and he also realized she would not think that she needed to notice where he lived since he had given her his phone number. 

Having mulled all this over, he realized he knew virtually nothing about her except her name. Despite having talked to her exclusively for several hours that night, it dawned on him that she had ventured no significant information about her. He could not be sure that she was even a student at MSU since she did not talk about her classes. 

His ego would not permit him to view this as suspicious. He flattered himself in believing that she was so enchanted with him wanting to learn everything about him. Thus, he reasoned there was no opening for her to provide information about herself. He forgot or his mind blocked out the truth. In actuality, whenever he did attempt to elicit information about herself, she nonchalantly deflected the inquiry and steered the conversation back to focusing on him.

So his state of mind was in panic. He needed to see & meet her and he was sure she wanted to see him as well, but how? Michigan State University is a big school. There are over 45,000 students with nearly 3,000 faculty members. So trying to find her by walking around campus, was like trying to find the proverbial needle in the haystack. 

What was even more frustrating was that even assuming she was seeking him, he had not provided sufficient information about himself that would make her search to find him easy. Even though he had a high opinion of himself that entertained the possibility that she was indeed seeking him, he knew enough that only an obsessed female would go out of her way to search for a male. He believed that normal females might make some effort to try & find someone they were interested in, but would abandon such search after encountering even a modicum of obstacles.

So he knew it was up to him to find her. However he was not much of a detective. He had no recollection of the kind of car she had when he dropped her off. Actually he could not even be certain that her car had Michigan plates never mind the number. He haunted the Harrison Roadhouse, but he could not afford to conduct a thorough sustaining search, since if he did not order something he was forced to leave. Even when he did order something, he had to leave once he had consumed his order and could not or would not order further. 

His potentially more productive search idea was to place a personal classified ad in "State News", MSU's student newspaper. However nothing came of it except some crank or bogus responses. Having convinced himself that she was also trying to find him he had had great hopes of success. He refused to speculate why the newspaper advertising failed. 

On the Saturday afternoon late in November, when the football team was playing Penn State, Spencer was sitting at a table in the Harrison Roadhouse nursing a beer. Every Saturday since the Western game, he had faithfully gone to the Roadhouse in the hopes of seeing Connie. When it was a Saturday when the football team was at home he arrived at 3:00 PM to ensure a seat prior to the place filling up. Otherwise when the team was away, he arrived at 4:30 PM. However because the Penn State game did not start until 7:00 PM that day he arrived at 6:30 and so unbeknownst to him, he had missed Connie by a half hour at the only Saturday she had been there since the Western game.

Because there were tremendous crowds in the place after a home football game, Spencer knew that he could not be sure Connie had not been there despite his searching the entire premises during those times. Once the football season ended, and the crowds thinned then he would be confident of spotting her if she attended the restaurant. Then again when he did initially meet her she had only been at the restaurant because she had attended the football game, suggesting after the football season she might not have occasion to appear at this restaurant. This circular thinking was frustrating him in his quest to find Connie. As he was mulling these thoughts a familiar looking female approached him and said:

"Hey Spencer. Mind if I join you?"

"If you like. You look familiar should I know you?"

"We share a history class and a tutorial session from it. My name is Tracy Cross."

"Oh yeah now I remember."

Tracy then rattled on in conversation; talking about school, their classes and herself. She was a pretty good conversationalist; she was witty and articulate. However Spencer was not paying much attention as his mind was fixated on Connie. So he only engaged in conversation with Tracy robotically. 

It would have served Spencer better if he had had a more realistic introspective personality. In such case he would have discerned notwithstanding her politeness to him, that Connie had no interest in him. He would have also recognized that Tracy was the first female that had a genuine regard for him. 

Now Tracy was no beauty; but then again she was not an "ugger" either. She had passable good looks and an average body; obviously not drop dead gorgeous like Connie but by the same token not repulsive in the least. Had Spencer the perspicacity to realize most females would not deem him a catch, he would have been more appreciative of Tracy's interest in him.

However Spencer had no romantic interest in Tracy. Because he had had sex with more females than his share compared with his male peers; and because he felt justified in believing Connie, arguably one of the most gorgeous woman extant, was interested in him, he believed that Tracy was below his standards. Notwithstanding, such an exalted view of himself, he was cognizant that Tracy was sending signals that she was available. His natural male hormones kicked in so that although his soul was committed to Connie, he nevertheless was not going to turn down an easy accessible piece of ass. Accordingly, Spencer started being more attentive to Tracy to pave the way for him to suggest bed.

Tracy was 5'4" tall and about 130 lbs. She was so average looking that she would never be spotted in a crowd. Her best feature was her bubbly personality and her attentiveness. She gave the impression in conversations that she was truly engrossed with her partner in the dialogue. Thus people meeting her became disposed to approve of her. Her acquaintances considered her a chaste "good" girl and would be totally shocked to discover that she surrendered her virginity when she was only thirteen years of age & she had been the instigator of the sex. She had since then engaged in periodic but frequent sex and almost always was the aggressor.

Tracy was very aware of one sexual fact of life. A person entering a casino may or may not win big, but the house was certain to make money. Similarly & likewise, upon entering a singles bar looking for sex, a male may or may not get lucky, but a female no matter how unattractive her package will always score if she wants it. 

When Tracy entered the Harrison Roadhouse, she was overjoyed in spotting Spencer. She had developed a prior interest in him during their mutual classes & tutorials. She had become somewhat weary of the casual sex she had been experiencing, and so was ready to try for a committed relationship. She saw an opportunity in Spencer as she instinctively surmised he was not a prize for most females & hence should be easy pickings for her goal.

Tracy had been disappointed by Spencer's initial lukewarm reaction to her overtures. She was wondering if her general premise and her particular view of Spencer were both fallacious. However, happily, Spencer started to warm up to her and finally around 11:30 PM he asked her to accompany him to his place. She accepted with alacrity. 

Spencer attributed Tracy's acquiescence to his sexual prowess and charm. He conveniently forgot that it was she who first came on to him. Even at the time he recognized that she was predisposed to have sex with him, but the subsequent libation no doubt caused him to overlook such an inconvenient fact that would belie his ultimate perception.

As they arrived at Spencer's apartment, Tracy's dignity was preserved as the roommate was gone for the weekend. Without any warning he grabbed her and started kissing her. His kissing was rough and cave man like. Simultaneously he was pawing her breasts through her blouse & bra and was roughly manhandling them.

Being an impatient sort at sex, he desired to get on with it, but he was aware he was not rigid yet. Bored with the kissing he undid his pants and underwear exposing his limp cock. He commanded her to suck him off. At this point Tracy had been having an unpleasant time of it. His fumbling of her tits was annoying to her. His kissing was nauseating her. So his demand to suck him off was sort of a relief to her. At least he could not torture her further and she believed she might have some pleasure in satisfactorily changing his limp cock to rock hardness.

But alas she was destined to be disappointed. Spencer simply was not in the mind zone necessary to be able to successfully function sexually. His obsession with Connie subdued any desire for Tracy. His drinking for approximately five hours retarded the blood flow necessary to achieve a full blown erection. As a result despite some vigorous sucking on Tracy's part his cock remained flaccid and of no use. Tracy's jaws were aching with no relief in sight.

Finally after an internally long time of oral stimulation, Spencer's cock had started to perk up and achieve semi hardness. During this long ordeal, Tracy had removed her panties to frig herself. It was the only thing she could think of to relieve the tedium. She was hoping to salvage the evening by at least bringing herself to a climax with her hand, having realized that Spencer was not doing a thing for her.

Spencer was aware that his penis had achieved semi hard status and that he had to act to prevent losing even this state of hardness. He had noticed that Tracy had removed her panties so that he now had direct access to her cunt without the necessity of removing any more of her clothes. So he barked at her:

"Get in bed and pull up your skirt."

She complied automatically and he pounced on her. He fumbled with his cock. Snarling, she grabbed it and was able to get it inside of her and furiously started moving her hips to maintain his tenuous half erection. The alcohol he had consumed was a pronounced factor in preventing him from achieving a satisfactory erection but at least the friction he was producing in her cunt prevented his cock from wilting.

Tracy was seething. She had almost worked herself to a climax with her hand when Spencer ordered her to the bed. She initially moved her hips in the vain hope to encourage his cock to full hardness & pave the way for some pleasure for her. Alas he did not get any harder and she gave up the ghost. She just lay still waiting for him to finish doing whatever he was going to do. She grunted perfunctorily just to encourage him to finish. 'Oh brother,' she thought, 'I definitely would do better with a cucumber.' 

Spencer was having more difficulty in even keeping his cock semi hard. He was getting bored and was antsy to finish. Finally he sensed some seepage from his cock. It was not a full fledged ejaculation but nevertheless his cock immediately started retracting and slipped out of her cunt.

This proved to be disastrous for Tracy. Despite being passive in the coupling, the repetitive friction of his cock in her cunt was having some effect. Her hormones kicked in sending pleasure sensations to her brain. She was well on the road to achieving an orgasm, albeit a minor one. When his cock wilted, the ensuing interrupted coitus threw her into an emotional shock which was just as painful as a physical blow. She wailed:

"Oh shit Spencer! Shit! Shit! Shit! Why couldn't you just finish me off? I was close. I was so damned close." 

Now Spencer had never ever been criticized of his love making by any of his female sex partners. However that did not mean his sex partners were satisfied as Spencer imagined. Instead they were all universally disappointed and were always left hung dry, but they did not complain. Partly because they felt they only had themselves to blame since they had accepted his sexual advances despite suspecting that the sex would be a disaster. They also did not complain because of the instinctive feeling that it would be dicer to get rid of him if they did complain. As a result, Spencer had a total wrong assessment of his sex appeal and that being so, he reacted:

"What have you got to complain? You just lay there stiff as a board."

"Your cock was soft. You did not get it hard enough to excite a girl."

"How can any guy get aroused with a bitch like you?"

"I've fucked plenty of guys and none of them have had a problem of getting it up for me."

"Some guys have no standards and will fuck anything in a skirt. I am discriminate. All my girls have class."

"Yeah sure. I bet you are really gay and that is why you could not get it up."

"I'll have you know I've fucked lots of women all prettier than you. My current girlfriend is gorgeous possibly the best looking woman on campus."

"Oh yeah? So how come you are not fucking her instead of pestering me?" 

Spencer hesitated for a moment as he was referring to Connie. Not about to reveal that he did not know where the hell she was he replied:

"She is out of town."

"Yeah sure. I bet. Hey wait a minute isn't your room mate also not around? Hah I bet she has run off with him. She probably figures anything is better than you."

"Fuck you bitch. Lots you know about it. It might interest you to know that every time we have fucked the sex has been incredible."

Considering that he had only fucked Connie once this was a hyperbole even to Spencer's overblown imagination of his relationship with Connie. However Tracy's taunt had goaded him to exaggerate. Anyway she replied:

"Whatever. I'm going to call a friend to pick me up. I trust you will be a gentleman enough to let me stay until my ride arrives. The night is cold."

"I am a gentleman and I am even willing to drive you myself."

"Oh I don't want to inconvenience you. Let me see if I can get a ride." 

Tracy had an ulterior motive for refusing his offer of a ride, aside from avoiding his now odious company. One of the guys she had been intimate with was a stud named Jake Ballard. He had to finish an all important paper due that Monday so he had declined to party with her that night. Jake was nice but had made it clear to Tracy that he was not interested in a committed relationship with her, but Spencer need not know that. Assuming Jake was prepared to take a break from his studies & pick her up; she could show Jake off to Spencer as a stud in her coterie of sexual partners.

Everything worked to Tracy's satisfaction. Jake was willing to pick her up & arrived 20 minutes after the call sparing Tracy from too much more time with Spencer's company. Tracy happily saw that Spencer was surprised & impressed with Jake. As Tracy was leaving her parting shot was:

"Spencer, for the preservation of our sanity, we need not acknowledge each other during our mutual classes and tutorial."

The incident with Tracy depressed Spencer. For the first time in his life his appeal to women was called into question. In his quarrel with Tracy, he realized that he fudged the truth by implying he had a gorgeous girlfriend. In his own mind he was merely bending the truth with respect to Connie. He had to acknowledge he had not yet established a typical boyfriend-girlfriend relationship as others understood such to be. However he did believe for all intents and purposes they were authentically boyfriend-girlfriend status but that some unfortunate circumstances prevented a more orthodox situation for them.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 11



The incident with Tracy though did make it clear that he had to find and locate Connie. He was not interested in other girls. Connie was his girl. By the same token he had to find her soon. He did expect her to remain true but after some time he knew that his true love would likely give up the ghost and move on with her life.

He thought she would remain true to him till Christmas but starting in January she would be susceptible to advances from other males. He did have a lot of school work remaining in this term and he had to do relatively well so as not to forfeit financial scholarships and aid. He decided to withdraw from all his classes for the next semester thus preserving his financial rights in continuing his education. He could always catch up with summer school.

Spencer thus implemented his plan which he labeled "Operation Find Connie". Having dropped out for the next semester he avoided telling his parents when visiting them at Christmas that he had withdrawn. Pursuant to their ongoing promise to help with his education and because then they thought he was still in school, his parents kept providing him with funds to pay the rent for his apartment. Thus he had enough money to last until June.

When he returned to the campus in the new year, he devised what he felt was a realistic plan to finally find Connie. He had to operate on the assumption that she was a student at MSU. As he recalled that September day & night, although she never had actually stated that she was a student, her demeanor and her actions were congruent to being a student.

From that assumption, utilizing a campus map he selected with care eight buildings to patrol. He selected them on the basis that the average student at MSU no matter their course of studies would have at least one class at one of these buildings selected. He would plan to hover at the main entrance of each building each day at the beginning of each hour between nine in the morning until seven at night (skipping 5 PM & 6PM since no classes would begin at those hours). Thereby after eight full weeks he believed that he would have had to have seen every student who had a class in any one of those buildings.

Spencer did realize there were a couple of flaws in his plan. For one thing there are more that eighty buildings at MSU that have classrooms. He knew he could try for eight more buildings in March and April but he just could not cover every building completely. At least the buildings he did select should provide the maximum exposure. The other fly in the ointment in his plan was that Connie for any reason might skip the class at the time he was patrolling it. But then there is no perfect plan and this probably was as good as it can get. Besides since he had nothing else to do he could supplement his patrol with periodic searches through the libraries and other places where students congregate.

Thus when classes resumed in January Spencer started his seemingly impossible quest. Sharply at about eight thirty in the morning he would station himself in front of one of the chosen buildings and observe every one that would enter the building. Since he was a smoker he would puff on a cigarette and would not appear to be at all suspicious in his observing and not entering the building. After nine he would go to either a nearby library or some other place where there were students to do some more searching. 

At about twenty to ten he would return to the chosen building for the next hour change of classes. He would continue this routine throughout the day. Between 4:15 and 6:30 he would eat his supper and scour the libraries thoroughly. At 6:30 he would return to the building but because it was dark by then he would go inside to observe those who would enter. Finally after 7:15 he would leave the building and search the libraries and other places for the next couple of hours.

The first full week of January was spent that way at the first of the eight chosen buildings. During Saturday and Sunday he would just aimlessly search throughout the campus. During the second week he patrolled the second of the eight buildings but still no Connie. He was frustrated especially since he saw some people repeatedly seemingly hundreds of time during that two week period. However he was not discouraged since he was on a mission. He had never ever endeavored to exert himself to such a scale to achieve a particular goal. With the purpose so clear, he had the intuition that he would succeed and so he became determined.

Another week passed and still no Connie. But finally on the Tuesday, of the last full week of January at about two o'clock in the afternoon his mission was accomplished. He spotted the elusive Connie! She was talking to her female companion as she was coming towards him and passed him into the building. She did not see him and so obviously had no eye contact with him. However he did get a good look at her and there was no mistake; this was Connie! He followed her to her class which turned out to be a first year history class with about a hundred students. 

He sat through the class very impatiently as his heart was pounding away. He was contemplating at his good fortune in finally finding his true love again. He was thinking what to do. Obviously they could go to a café and make up for lost grounds. He was certain she would be absolutely happy to see him. His mind was racing ahead on considering their future. Since she was apparently only a freshman there was no problem that he had dropped out this semester. As he was actually a sophomore he could delay return to school until he was even with her. He would get a job so that he could take her out on some wonderful dates. Oh yes life was good. Happily he noted that Connie was still as gorgeous as he remembered her.

And so his mind was crowded with happy thoughts. He could not wish the class to end soon enough so that he could be finally reunited with his soul mate and future wife. Yes Spencer had skipped so far ahead in his mind that his infatuation with Connie had progressed to an unhealthy obsession. Finally the class was over and he took the opportunity to accost her and greeted her:

"Hey Connie."

She turned to him with a blank look and replied:

"Yes, can I help you?"

As Spencer stared at her and seeing her vacant look he got the disquieting impression that she did not recognize him. 'How could that be?', he thought. 'Surely she had been pining for him just as he had been for her. Something is just not right.' So he hurriedly responded:

"It's Spencer; you know Spencer Thorneburg. You remember the night we had after the Western Michigan game back in September."

"Oh yes, Spencer, of course! How have you been?"

"Miserable! I haven't seen you since that night. As you remember you did not have a phone number and I guess you lost my number. So we haven't been able to get together."

"Yes that was unfortunate," Connie replied noncommittally. She was starting to get uneasy as she realized she was not going to get rid of him easily and she hated confrontations.

"Well look Connie how about we now go someplace for a cup of coffee and catch up on things that have been happening?"

"Sorry I can't. I am busy."

"OK then. How about dinner tonight? You got to eat and that will give us even more time to renew our relationship."

"I am busy tonight."

"OK Connie. I understand this is unexpected short notice and you are busy. So what do you say dinner this Friday or even better this Saturday?"

"I don't think so. I have a boyfriend now."

"Darn I was afraid of that. A girl as pretty as you certainly won't be out of circulation for long. But Connie you know I did not dump you. I just did not have your phone number so that is why I could not reach you. Remember we had a great time surely you would want to relive such good times."

"This is a serious boyfriend."

Now Spencer was starting to get desperate. During all that time when he was pining to reconnect with Connie, he had never imagined such a negative outcome once he would see her again. He had been convinced even if Connie had started to see someone else she would want to dump the new acquaintance for him. He was absolutely delusional on this point. Accordingly he replied: 

"Yes but if you had not lost my number, we would still be together, and this new guy would never have been in the picture."

At this point Connie became confused. Since she had met Bruce the incident with Spencer had become a forgotten blur in her memory. She had forgotten the circumstances of her not giving him her number and pretending to take his number. So she actually did not know what he was alluding to and so she replied:

"I don't understand. What do you mean we would still be together? We have never been together. All we did was hook up for one night." 

"Well yes but it was obvious we were about to begin a great relationship. You had lost your cell phone and I gave you my number so we could stay in touch. We both knew that we would be going out constantly from then on. Since you did not call I assume you lost my number and thus our relationship did not start as it would have undoubtedly done so."

Connie did not have a mean bone in her body so she had a tough time from extracting herself from this unwanted attention. She wanted to get rid of him but she did not want to hurt his feelings. So she replied:

"Well Spencer, I guess that is all water under the bridge. Life is like that. Circumstances can alter any plan. In any case I have now a serious boyfriend which precludes my availability."

"Oh Connie don't you remember the great time we had? I think it is fair to say I am in love with you. I believe you were in love with me. You were so happy. We were both happy together. Why can't you dump this boyfriend? I know you would want to get back to what we had."

As Spencer was pleading, Connie was remembering what a miserable time she had had with him. The suggestion that she was desirous of him provoked her to retaliate, in a totally uncharacteristic manner for her:

"For your information Spencer I had a miserable time that night. I only went out with you so my roommate could have our dorm room to herself for fucking that night. I did not lose my cell phone. I lied so you could not call me. I did not lose your phone number; I threw it away first chance I got. See this finger and this ring. The ring is my engagement ring. It is a two carats diamond ring and cost over three thousand dollars. When I say I have a serious boyfriend that is how serious I mean. I have no interest in you Spencer. So just leave me alone. Stop pestering me."

With that Connie broke away from him and hurriedly disappeared from his sight. Spencer stood there a moment absolutely dumbfounded. He could not believe what had just happened. His love of Connie soon and quickly metamorphosed into hate. He vowed to himself:

"I will get even for this bitch!"



Brenda and Connie Ch. 12



The Linda Porter-Walter Snyder romance which started during the Thanksgiving week progressed into a steamy, burning torrid relationship; in other words hot! After that initial Saturday night the two of them went to Linda's apartment in Grand Rapids. Walter made excuses to his parents so that he did not get to their place until Wednesday night, being the eve of the holiday. Linda had to go to work the Monday morning for three hours to fulfill a work assignment commitment but she was then able to arrange for time off for the rest of the week. So for that time period of Sunday to Wednesday with the exception of Linda going briefly to work on the Monday, they fucked like rabbits continuously. They just could not get enough of each other. 

After the Thanksgiving weekend Linda went to Chicago the next Friday. She got off early so she arrived at 6:30 Chicago time at the designated restaurant arranged for their meet. Linda had a wonderful night. The Italian restaurant served an excellent meal. They went dancing afterwards and Linda was thrilled. She was experiencing an honest to goodness date like a normal girl. Her man was paying attention to her and was acting like he actually liked her. In fact if she wasn't so unsure of her own desirability, she would swear he cherished her.

These were foreign feelings for Linda and it was proving to be a heady experience. She was thinking to herself that this was her first authentic date of her life. To be sure, throughout the years guys have asked her out for a date like a movie, dinner, drinks at a bar etc. However because of her reputation as a slut and a whore, her dates' main if only intention was to get into her pants with no interest to discover anything about her as a person. If anything Linda always had the impression that her dates inexplicably despised her and took pains not to be seen in public with her.

The males' general public aversion to her was brought home to her when she found herself with no date for her high school senior prom. Despite being an undeniable good looking and gorgeous female who would fuck when you dated her, no guy asked her out on such an auspicious occasion for fear of being publicly romantically linked to her. Basically the guys at her high school were willing to admit having fucked her but would never be caught dead in being identified as having a regard for her; after all she was the school's whore and somehow one's manhood is lessened if one displayed a weakness for her charms.

Not willing to miss out on her senior prom she accepted the invitation to go to the prom with her best and only friend, Rhonda Rivers. Rhonda was a lesbian and that date with Linda fulfilled her dreams. However for Linda it was galling to her mind that as the school's whore the only date she could attract was the school's lesbian. She had never felt more humiliated or humbled in her life. At least Linda experienced her first lesbian sex. It was satisfactory as she recalled but nowhere as exciting or as thrilling as her night with Brenda and Connie.

Walter was also enjoying the evening and this date. He had already fallen in love with Linda although he had not consciously acknowledged it to himself. He believed that Linda was the sharpest and wittiest girl he had ever encountered. He was absolutely enthralled in her company. He had such a good time with her that the incredible sex he had enjoyed with her was simply a bonus. The sex with Linda was without a doubt the best sex he ever had but that in of itself would not have induced him to seek to establish a long term relationship with her. It was her personality that made him love her.

His only issue with her was her promiscuous past. It was not that he begrudged her sexual past nor was he burdened by a typical male jealousy that could not tolerate a wild sexual history of their girlfriends. No, his problem was the fear that because Linda was used to having so many lovers in the past, that she would soon tire of him and seek other new loves to conquer. 

To counter these unhappy speculations, Walter did truly believe that Linda was not a slut and a whore. Her past promiscuity could be attributed as her reaction to the horrendous sexual abuse she suffered as a child from her monstrous uncle. She probably acted out sexually to preserve her sanity and to block out the memory of the horrors inflicted on her.

Walter appreciated the courage and trust Linda had placed in him by confiding her secrets to him; secrets she had not revealed to anyone including her sister, Brenda. It was a testament to her strength of character that apart from her promiscuity, Linda was able to function with a cheerful disposition. He was also impressed that she was able to accept the responsibilities of her actions. She did not complain that people taunted her for her sluttish behavior and she did not let society's censure affect her livelihood. From their conversations Walter could discern that Linda in her job as a paralegal was superbly competent at what she did. 

In truth the only real concern he had about Linda was her belief of her culpability in the sexual abuse she had endured. That notion was what Walter believed was the impetus of her promiscuity. He was sure that with professional help Linda could rid herself of her demons and become whole. Once she was truly well she would be happy in a monogamous relationship; i.e. with him. Thus for partly selfish reasons he was determined to insist she seek out the services of a psychologist or a psychiatrist.

Because of their private thoughts both Linda and Walter were determined to achieve the ultimate sexual satisfaction for their partner that weekend. Each believed that sexual success would be the cement that would bound them into an exclusive relationship. They each wanted a permanent relationship but each thought the other was not so inclined.

Thus, when they entered Walter's apartment they embraced and engaged in a frantic kissing frenzy. They held each other tightly as their tongues were dueling while switching from mouth to mouth. The kissing ushered in a euphoric sensation seeping into their brains. For Linda she felt like she was levitating since she no longer was feeling anything solid under her feet. In fact the only solid thing she did feel was his burgeoning cock pressing against her body. She gasped loudly when she became aware of his erection. Her hand automatically slipped to grasp it and she sighed when she made contact. Also automatically she caressed that magnificent cock through his pants, reveling in the realization that soon it will be putting out the fire raging in her cunt. 

The feeling of his cock in her hand increased her heartbeat. Her hormones began agitating and as a result her excitement soared. Although the prolonged kissing was an activity that she could never tire of, the cock in her hand pushed aside other desires and compelled her to seek changing the course of their lovemaking. She broke off the kiss and with a shriek she dropped to her knees. She frantically fumbled at his pants opening, her excitement preventing her from being efficient which made her even more frantic. 

Eventually she did get his cock freed and happily she got it into her mouth. The first feeling of his cock in her mouth was relief as her need for performing fellatio was satisfied. In some ways the feeling was akin to relief one feels when one starts to urinate after having experienced for some time an urgent need to pee. When the relief feeling had run its course, a new feeling replaced it. The new feeling was one of pure joy and Linda was grunting as evidence of her joy. Her joy in her mind was so complex that her grunting sound resembled more of an animal in heat than a feminine human grunt. 

Most females normally have a neutral attitude about giving head. Their main enjoyment is derived from discerning that their action was pleasing their lover. If their lover does not ejaculate after a reasonable amount of time, the activity becomes tedious and laborious for the woman. In such cases no pleasure ensues for the woman and instead she is left with grumbling about her sore jaws. 

Linda's attitude for fellatio was different. She actually enjoyed having a cock in her mouth and was thrilled with such feeling. She often experienced an actual orgasm from giving blow jobs. Curiously almost all of the guys were disgusted when she did have an orgasm in such cases. Most guys being accustomed to non orgasms by other females when giving head, came to the conclusion that Linda's enjoyment proved her reputation of a slut or a whore.

Walter though, having a genuine belief that Linda was worthwhile and was not really a slut and a whore, appreciated Linda's authentic enjoyment of giving head. This realization of Linda's joy actually trumped his own physical pleasure of the feel of Linda's tongue and lips on his cock. 

The ecstasy each was experiencing did not prevent each of them to remove their clothes during the blow job. Considering Linda's extensive past sexual history, the logistics of getting herself naked while continuing giving head presented no problem. However, Walter was no slouch in undressing himself either. So when Walter started ejaculating in Linda's mouth they were both totally naked.

When Walter reached his climax, Linda was also experiencing an orgasm as evidenced by her strange and very loud noises she was making as she was gleefully swallowing his sperm. He was in the highest state of euphoria than he had ever been in. When he finished spurting and as Linda was licking his cock completely clean, he remained fully hard. 

Aware of his intact erection, Walter emitted an animalistic cry of lust. He picked up Linda off the floor forcibly expelling his cock from her mouth. The erotic pleasures that were coursing throughout his body temporarily strengthened him beyond normal standards. He was able to carry Linda, with her feet off the floor, by holding her only at the waist straight up. When he reached his bed he flung her on to it. As she landed flat on her back he jumped on her and entered her to commence the most frantic sexual intercourse he had ever participated in.

Linda reacted without any objection or surprise. Instead as soon as Walter had impaled her she wrapped her legs completely around him. She was grunting as loudly and in unison with his animalistic cries. She was moving her hips with the same sense of urgency as he was doing while pumping his cock in her. She was raking his back with her nails drawing blood. When their mutual orgasms arrived, the noises of joy each made were deafening. Luckily for Walter his nearest apartment neighbors happened to have been away or no doubt there would be protests demanding quiet. When they were finished their bodies were completely drenched from their sweat.

Without a doubt this was the most incredible sexual experience for Walter, and it was likewise the same for Linda. The rest of the sex throughout that weekend was not as frantic but it was just as satisfactory. By the time Linda had to leave both knew without a doubt that there was something special going on between them.

After that weekend in Chicago, pursuant to Walter's suggestion, which was more like a demand, she did contact a psychologist and set up some therapy sessions. She chose a Dr Sylvia Zorn whom she had come to know from her job as a paralegal. Linda was pleasantly surprised that her sessions with Dr Zorn proved to be highly beneficial. Because she had an ebullient personality and believed herself to be self assured, Linda was shocked to discover that she actually had low esteem issues.

As Dr Zorn pointed out how else can it be explained that she had had sexual intercourse with all kinds of losers; guys clearly inferior to her. Not only did she have sex with them but she allowed herself to be humiliated by them. This pattern of behavior had a devastating snowball effect in assessing her self worth. The more abuse she tolerated from these lousy lovers the more disgusted she felt with herself. In turn the guys lost any respect for her and heaped more abuse at her. She was so afraid of being deprived of having any sexual action, that she continued lowering the bar of what she would not tolerate. The lack of a male date for her senior year high school prom was the natural consequence of her compromise of her self esteem.

Obviously the sexual abuse she suffered as a child by her monstrous uncle was the root cause of her misery. The fact that she could not recall the exact circumstances of the ongoing abuses she had endured was most likely her body's self defense method to preserve her sanity. Linda marveled that Dr Zorn's professional opinion mirrored Walter's layman's intuition; this observation made her love Walter even more.

It would be possible under hypnosis for Linda to recall all the details of the sexual depravity she had been subjected to. However Dr Zorn could not recommend Linda undergo such measures as it would interfere with the natural healing process. In any case delving into what had actually happened with her uncle would not advance the recovery of her mental health. Instead Dr Zorn wanted to focus on that aspect of Linda's damaged psyche that could be repaired by therapy.

Dr Zorn's analysis identified the relevant source of Linda's personality disorder to be her belief in her culpability to the sexual abuse. It is all well and good for Linda to acknowledge consciously and intellectuality that she understood that she was a victim and had no responsibility in the sexual abuse she had suffered. However the human brain is a complex organ and her uncle's self exculpatory excuses that Linda enjoyed and desired the illegal sexual activity certainly had a remarkable effect on her outlook. It was definitely the driving force that caused Linda to pursue the self destructive promiscuous behavior, and she did so seemingly to confirm the correctness of her uncle's vile assertions.

However paradoxically, she needed to act out as a slut and a whore as it was the only mechanism she had to rid herself of the demons and the despondency she felt when contemplating what had happened to her as a child. After the death of her abuser, it was actually less painful for her to believe that what had happened to her was a natural consequence of her being immoral rather than believing that she was a victim. Thus to sustain that more soothing thought it was imperative for her to be promiscuous of her own free will. 

Assuming such premise to be true, Dr Zorn was of the opinion that Linda had misinterpreted her overwrought weeping reaction upon seeing her sister's disfigured face after the accident. Linda believed that she was envious of Brenda's misfortune because it meant the uncle would not pursue Brenda and she cried because she deemed it was a selfish and ignoble feeling on her part. 

The point that Linda was missing was that she was cognizant that having been abused by her uncle since she was six years old that he would start turning his attentions to Brenda as well once she had turned six. Thus if not for the accident the only way Brenda could have been saved from her uncle's predatory aggressiveness was if Linda could ignore her passive acquiescence to her uncle's despicable sexual demands. If instead she made herself the active instigator to their horrid sexual contacts then perhaps her uncle would be so enthralled with her that he would ignore Brenda. This naturally put Linda in a catch-22 of misery. If she was successful there was no denying her sexual depravity but if she was unsuccessful then she had failed to protect her younger sister.

Yes Dr Zorn conceded that such sophisticated reasoning would be consciously beyond Linda's capabilities as a child of eight years. However instinct and intuition could certainly play a part in influencing her feelings at the time. So her crying could be interpreted as an instinctive feeling of relief that she would not be called upon to act as protector of her sister. Her instincts would further suggest that such a relief was ignoble which in turn prolonged her crying jag. As a girl of eight years of age she could not possibly have come to such conclusions. Instead she reached a more child like perspective which in turn became a permanent belief. As Dr Zorn summed it up:

"You know Linda, you should be proud that as a child of just eight years of age you already subscribed to your duty to protect your sister. The relief you felt was a subconscious awareness of what you had to do to save your sister and the realization that you need not do it after all. If you recognize that now, then you can also take the next step of dispelling any feeling of guilt. Just think of this as an example: all agents of the Secret Service assigned to protect the President are prepared to die in their duty but I am sure they do not feel guilty but are instead happy when they end their duties alive. And just remember agents are paid to protect the President but you were prepared to protect your sister out of love and sense of duty."

"You should also be proud that you never told your sister about your situation and suggest that in some respect she was fortunate to have her face disfigured. A spiteful and bitter person would have done just that with the result of causing your sister to endure even more misery. I also get the impression that apart from crying uncontrollably upon initially seeing her disfigured face you have never made a fuss about it or made her feel uncomfortable." 

Linda replied:

"Well obviously Brenda is unhappy with her misfortune, who wouldn't be? But it's not like she was born disfigured. She's not a monster, but in fact is a great girl. Anyone who is put off by her face is a loser as far as I am concerned. Anyway it appears that Brenda now has a real stud for a boyfriend; actually he is the quarterback for the Rose Bowl bound MSU team. I sure look forward to meeting him eventually."

"Well that's nice for your sister to be sure; but enough about her. I do believe we will not require too many sessions to transform you into the truly confident, self assured young woman that you were meant to be. Of course it helps that you have a great boyfriend who is not alarmed or disturbed by your promiscuous past. He sure sounds like a keeper."

"Yes he is. I have not been interested or tempted to be with any other guy since I've met Walter."

"Good! Well I am going to give you some homework assignments that will help bolster your ego and make you feel good about yourself. I predict you will be more inundated with guys hitting on you as they come to realize that you have become unavailable."

Accordingly, Linda's therapy sessions with Dr Zorn proved to be most fruitful. With the guidance and exercises provided by the psychologist, Linda's self esteem grew exponentially. The main beneficiary to Linda's mental health recovery was Walter. Cognizant of Walter's initial perspective and his gentle insistence of her seeking professional help, made Linda absolutely grateful for his love. Instead of being ashamed of her sluttish past, Linda was determined to utilize her experience and knowledge to provide the ultimate mind blowing sex for Walter.

Linda sensed that Walter cherished her, and with the help of Dr Zorn's consultations she was able to accept and acknowledge Walter's love for her as genuine. Consequently the torrid relationship between the two evolved into the rare kind of love for all ages that poets rave about in their scribblings. 

At Christmas time, they each introduced their parents to each other. Although by that time, they had known each other only a month their parents easily discerned the chemistry between them. All four of the parents based on their observations of them believed that by the next Christmas they would be a married couple. Linda's mother was particularly overjoyed with Walter and his partiality towards Linda. Since she was well aware of her daughter's promiscuity she had long ago despaired of Linda ever having a serious relationship with a decent man.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 12



Their romance continued to proceed happily as they established a routine of weekend dates alternating between Chicago and Grand Rapids. Indeed by mid January, both Linda & Walter sensed at least subconsciously that it was a foregone conclusion that they were going to marry.

With the conclusion of the Rose Bowl game, the college football career for Harry and Bruce was over. The boys were invited to play in the Senior Bowl an all-star game comprising strictly of college seniors played during the bye weekend before the Super Bowl at Mobile, AL. Their mutual agent advised against playing in this game since it was a no win situation. If they played well, it would not enhance their NFL resume because the Rose Bowl game would be deemed by the NFL scouts to be a more accurate gauge of their strengths. Paradoxically if they played poorly in this game, such would raise a red flag in the scouts' minds and cause them to reassess critically their impressions of the Rose Bowl game.

By bypassing the Senior Bowl game the next critical event for the boys in pursuing a pro football career was the NFL scouting combine. This event is a week-long showcase, occurring late February in Indianopolis IN, where college football players perform physical and mental tests in front of NFL coaches, general managers and scouts. With the NFL draft being viritually the sole source of hiring rookies to the league the scouting combine is very significant because it allows personnel directors of the teams to evaluate upcoming prospects in a standardized setting. Participation is by invitation only, and somewhere around 300 college seniors are invited. Thus the number of combines invitees exceed the number of players actually drafted. Although attendance is not compulsory or mandatory; failure to attend without an acceptable mitigating excuse or circumstance would viritually kill one's chances in the upcoming draft.

Harry and Bruce obviously were selected for invitations along with six other Spartan players. Accordingly Harry and Bruce along with two other of the six seniors piled into Harry's Hummer on the third Wednesday of February to head south to Indianapolis. The combines that year was to run from the third Thursday to the following Wednesday.

After a few days it became evident that both Bruce and Harry were performing excellently. In fact both Bruce and Harry ended up scoring significantly higher than average in the skill tests norms for their respective positions. They even scored better in the psychological tests. They solidified their prospective chances by interviewing well with the various teams' personnel officials. 

Harry and Bruce had the same agent who headed an all encompassing agency firm based in Chicago. This agent, although whose obvious top priority naturally would be self interest, nevertheless, had the reputation of seeking and obtaining the best life situation for his clients beyond merely obtaining the most lucrative playing contract, which was the main reason why the boys chose him as their representative in the first place. The agent was absolutely elated by Bruce's and Harry's results at the combines and he met with both of then on the Monday to discuss future plans and deal with potential consequences.

The agent advised that the combines results would confirm the perception that Harry was the best quarterback available and that Bruce was the best tight end available in this year's draft. That being the case it would be axiomatic that the two of them would be chosen within the first five picks in the first round of the draft. The Cleveland Browns had the first pick, and they were in desperate need for a quarterback that year. Thus it was likely that Harry would be the first player overall chosen in the draft. Of the other top five picks, it was the agent's opinion that the Chicago Bears picking third would most likely chose Bruce. 

At this point the agent declared that both Harry and Bruce had to make a decision as to the strategy they would want the agent to undertake in negotiating with the relevant teams. If they wanted the most money possible then the players would have to be prepared to boycott the preseason until a satisfactory contract is reached. The downside of this strategy is that missing the preseason games and practices would obviously retard the development of skills necessary to establish and maintain a lucrative career in the league. On the other hand by signing early and settling for somewhat less money would allow the players to have an impact to their teams sooner and it would pay off better in the long run for future contracts assuming they were able to perform to their fullest potential.

Both Harry and Bruce were confident of their abilities so that they believed it made sense to opt for the fast contract. They were anxious to start their NFL career as soon as possible. They liked the idea of possibly playing for Cleveland and/or Chicago because apart from Detroit these were the two NFL cities closest to Lansing. Mind you Indianapolis, Cincinnati and Pittsburgh were also close but the teams from those cities would not have a chance to draft either Harry or Bruce since they would long be selected by the time it was the turn for those teams to draft a player. 

As Bruce was already officially engaged to Connie he knew she was prepared to interrupt or even quit her academic studies to be with him. However his love for Connie was so strong that he wanted the best for her as a person without regard to his selfish wishes. He believed it was in her best interest to complete her education at MSU. He being in Chicago would enable her to continue her schooling at MSU while still able to maintain their relationship. Likewise Harry, although not engaged to Brenda, knew he was going to marry her and he also wanted her to finish her degree. Ergo playing in Cleveland was the best possible outcome. Both Harry and Bruce mused that at the start of this school year their only goal was to get into the NFL without any regard to where they might end up playing. Now having met Brenda and Connie respectively; where they would play was their paramount concern.

The agent went on to advise that the standard NFL contract would provide for life insurance policies which they could increase if they so desired. However the main feature of an NFL contract with rookies of the stature of Harry and Bruce was that it would provide for a substantial signing bonus of which a substantial part would be payable upon execution of the contract. Thus both Harry & Bruce would become multi millionaires before their first appearance in a professional game. That being the case the agent advised that perhaps they should consider having a will drafted. 

A young person naturally does not contemplate death. To be sure a person dying from a football related incident is very rare but not unheard of. Recently one NFL player did die of heat stroke during preseason practice while another died of a heart attack while jogging. Given that as an NFL player one does an awful lot of travelling so it behooves one not to dismiss the possibility of a premature death. If one does die without a will (intestate) the law stipulates that one's estate goes entirely to the nearest blood relative or albeit rarely, to the government if there is no identifiable blood relative. The agent went on to advise that if Harry and/or Bruce were OK with that, then obviously no will would be required. But if any other distribution of wealth was desired than a will was essential. The agent had along with him a partner of the firm who was an attorney and who could draft a will to their wishes and have it executed before they left to return to East Lansing.

For Bruce this information struck a sensitive chord. Bruce was an orphan whose mother died giving birth to him. He grew up in Roman Catholic orphanages throughout Illinois and attended Catholic schools before coming to MSU. He eschewed going to Notre Dame as a rebellion to the austere childhood he endured. Some of his most spectacular performances at MSU occurred in the games against Notre Dame. 

He had learned that his mother was a runaway teenager who never revealed her true family name or the identity of Bruce's biological father to the authorities. Apparently her intentions were to take care of Bruce for a few months before giving him up for adoption. Then she planned to enter orders to become a Roman Catholic nun. Upon her death the authorities and the church discovered that Bruce's mother had provided a false identity for herself and they were not inclined to start a thorough investigation to discover Bruce's blood relatives. As there were no concrete plans in place for his adoption, Bruce was almost automatically shuffled into the Church's orphan programs.

Thus Bruce grew up without a parent and without knowledge of any blood relative. Occasionally such mystery bothered him and he thought sometime in the future he might hire a private detective to ascertain his origins. He was bothered though by the belief that even were he to be successful in finding out the identity of any blood relative such discovery would not necessarily be welcomed. In fact it was more likely than not that such blood relative would not want anything to do with him, especially considering that his existence was not even suspected never mind known. Certainly if he were to discover his biological father, Bruce's existence would most likely be an anathema to that man.

Consequently Bruce gave instructions to complete a will giving everything to Connie. Harry also decided on a will providing for a legacy of $200,000 to his parents and the rest to Brenda. Harry was an only child and his parents were well off so that this legacy would be more than enough to see them through their retirement years. As for his other relatives from Harry's perspective, Brenda meant a hell of a lot more to him than them despite only knowing her for four months. Besides Brenda was going to be his wife anyway so his estate was rightfully hers in his view.

Both Harry and Bruce also instructed the agent to negotiate with their initial players' contract to provide for a $1M life insurance policy payable to Brenda and Connie respectively. With such financial arrangements deliberated and concluded, both Harry and Bruce sensed they had entered into the celebrity world. They were each thankful that they had their Brenda and Connie to keep them grounded in things that matter. So they returned to East Lansing in high spirits with bright hopes for the future.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 13



While the boys were away in Indianapolis, the girls did play. Both Brenda and Connie did not subscribe to the theory propounded by Fergie of the Black Eyed Peas that for a girl to make love to another girl is akin to cheating on your boyfriend. Instead Brenda and Connie believed that girl-on-girl sex is a good substitute for the real thing i.e. heterosexual sex; similar to masturbation although certainly better. 

When Brenda and Connie first met, they indulged in girl-on-girl sex for the pragmatic reason that they had no male interest handy at the moment and that the lesbian sex would relieve the sexual tension each inevitably was undergoing. The sex was great but once Connie met Bruce and Brenda met Harry the two of them tempered their lesbian copulations.

This was not to say that Brenda and Connie did not indulge in playing with each other occasionally. Their intense love/sex life with Harry and Bruce respectively had converted them into truly sexual beings. Thus when the boys were not around and if the mood struck them, Brenda and Connie saw nothing amiss if they succumbed to their sexual itch and pleasured each other. 

With Harry and Bruce scheduled to go to Indianapolis for the Combines, the girls knew that they were going to be fucking each other as a matter of course to substitute for the lack of presence of Harry and Bruce. Although they both were conscientious students and their school work certainly required a lot of their time; their frequent sexual activity with Harry and Bruce had developed within them a sexual appetite that needed to be satisfied almost constantly.

Connie had a high school lesbian lover named Antoinette Loos who bore a remarkable resemblance to the actress Mia Kirshner. The only actual physical difference to the actress was that Antoinette had much larger boobs than what that actress appeared to be blest with. Antoinette was a genuine out of the closet lesbian whose life ambition was to get married to another girl and have a life long relationship. To this end Antoinette had a serious relationship with her high school lover Jennifer Gray which was still ongoing. 

Jennifer objectively was not by any means an attractive female and possessed an obnoxious personality as well. But she was not a dummy and so she was well aware of her shortcomings. When she hooked up with Antoinette she could not believe her good fortune in having such a gorgeous creature as her lover, but this in turn made her a very jealous and possessive person. Paradoxically the longer her relationship continued with Antoinette the more suspicious she became of Antoinette's regard. Jennifer reached her insane moment when she caught Connie and Antoinette together making love. In an ultimate rage Jennifer beat on Antoinette rather severely. 

Antoinette accepted that beating without protest since she did not want to break up with Jennifer. She knew there was no hope for the kind of committed relationship she craved with Connie. Still Connie was a much more desirable lover for Antoinette and she was reluctant to let go of her. She told Connie she could not dump Jennifer for a short time fling but still she wanted to keep in touch to schedule an occasional rendezvous when Jennifer was out of the picture. 

After high school Jennifer and Antoinette went to Bowling Green, Ohio to attend the university there. Antoinette kept in contact with Connie via telephone and email but she had to conduct herself surreptitiously to avoid Jennifer's suspicions. 

By this time Jennifer's jealousy and possessiveness had become unreal. Whenever Antoinette suggested a visit to her home in Grosse Pointe, with the secret intention of planning a meeting with Connie; Jennifer invariably had a reason to coincidently also to go to Grosse Pointe. Throughout the fall of that year, although both Connie and Antoinette were in the mood of scheduling a get-together, Jennifer kept a tight leash on Antoinette so that there was no time available for what had become to them a must meet.

Connie was disappointed. Although she had met Bruce and became engaged to him; she still harbored a yen to seeing Antoinette if only for one more time. She was grateful for the love she had shared with Antoinette during that miserable time span in the last half of her final high school. Finally in February Jennifer was faced with a commitment she could not get out of. Her great grandmother was still alive and was about to celebrate her 100th birthday. 

For the occasion a terrific celebration was planned and it was expected that every living relative throughout the country would attend. This old woman had lived so long that she had some great great grandchildren and even one newborn great great great granddaughter who would be attending to enable a unique six generations family picture to be taken.

This centennial birthday celebration was in California where the birthday girl lived and happily coincided with the time that Bruce and Harry were in Indianapolis. During the communications between Connie and Antoinette leading up to their reunion, Antoinette was apprised of the presence of Brenda. Unsaid but definitely understood by them in setting up the long anticipated meeting that if by any chance; and there was a 100% chance probability of it, that there would be some sex it would be of the three-way variety. As it turned out when Antoinette did show up in East Lansing the sex would be a foursome. 

Three days prior to Antoinette's appearance, Brenda and Connie were having lunch at the cafeteria for their dormitory. A non descript looking female approached them. She was 5'6" tall not pretty but not ugly either. Her figure was womanly enough but not spectacular. Her appearance was so unnoticeable that she would almost be invisible in a crowd. 

As she reached their table she said:

"Hi guys could I join you for lunch?"

Connie, ever the affable one, replied:

"Sure we have plenty of room."

As the girl plunked her lunch tray down on the round table and seated herself, she started:

"My name is Karen Steinhauer", and turning to Brenda said, "You must be Brenda Porter" and then turning to Connie said, "and you must be Connie Snyder."

Both girls gasped and Connie recovered to reply:

"You are absolutely correct but you have the advantage of us. Should we know you?"

"I take it neither one of you recognize me?"

Both Bonnie and Connie shook their heads but realizing this might be the wrong response, Brenda clarified:

"Well I don't recall having seen you before, and I am certain I've never met you before."

Not annoyed by the response Karen said:

"I am not surprised since I think my roommate might not be able to pick me out of a lineup. I happen to occupy the room next to yours. I have seen you two constantly and especially in the hall bathroom."

"Oh yes," Brenda replied and her brain memory now actually did register that she had indeed seen Karen around. 

Karen continued:

"I first noticed the two of you right away in September and my initial thought was that you two were the most gorgeous females in residence if not in the whole university. Seeing you and sometimes seeing you naked in the community bathroom has confirmed my initial impression."

Brenda snorted and scoffed:

"You can't be serious. Connie to be sure is a sensational beauty but I'm certainly not. Why I was a virgin when I got here because no one could tolerate looking at me never mind even thinking of fucking me." 

Karen protested:

"You should not sell yourself short Brenda. Yes obviously you have a scarred face, probably as a result of an accident I am thinking. But I saw right from the first that there is a true beauty in your face hidden by your scars. Certainly the rest of your body can'ot be faulted by even the most discriminate observer of female beauty. Yes you are beautiful. I would trade my body for yours; face and all in a heartbeat if I could." 

Brenda was astonished by Karen's words. Never in her life (since the accident) had anyone called her beautiful despite her scarred face. Yes of course Harry had called her beautiful even constantly but it was only after he had fucked her. She dismissed his endearments as being a natural consequence of indulging in some fantastic sex. She did not believe in the back of her mind that Harry truly believed her beautiful notwithstanding his proclamations to the contrary. That is why that although Brenda had fallen in love with Harry, she did not think her affair with him would last. She believed once he left MSU she would never see him again. This also explained why she felt not a tinge of guilt when having lesbian sex with Connie.

In the back of her mind, Brenda surmised that Karen might be intent on hitting on Connie and her. Thus her flattery might only be a seduction ploy. However Brenda reasoned that all of her sex partners to date and that especially included Harry, Connie and Linda, knew very well that insincere declarations of supposed female beauty were not necessary to lure her for sex. With such thoughts Brenda concluded that Karen's sentiments appeared to be genuine and this tended to make Brenda view Karen positively. 

So accordingly she gushed:

"Well lordie Karen! You sure make my head swell by such delicious words and so I am obliged to love you instantly. But I have to warn you I actually have a boyfriend who seems to be sweet on me and I of course adore him."

Karen answered:

"Yes I know you are dating Harry Quinn the quarterback and I know Connie that you are dating Bruce Fielding also on the football team."

Connie gasped and especially recalling the recent unwanted attentions of Spencer Thorneburg demanded:

"Why how do you know this? Have you been spying on us? But then again I suppose since Harry and Bruce are so well known that the identity of their girlfriends must be common knowledge."

"Óh yes I guess I have been stalking the two of you. I confess that I am a lesbian so that when I first saw you two my mouth watered. Unfortunately my gaydar suggested that you two are not lesbians and as the two of you soon attracted two of the "THE STUDS" on campus I despaired of any hope of fucking you guys. Actually even if you two were exclusively lesbian, I knew I stood not much chance of having you take an interest in me." 

At this point Brenda quipped:

"Now see who is selling herself short. Karen you might not be as pretty as Connie but your candor is certainly very refreshing. I sense a bubbly personality and I am sure you lack no love interest."

"Oh puleze! Do not patronize me Brenda. I know I am nothing special. You have as a matter of course actually seen me frequently and yet you did not recognize me when I approached your table." 

Brenda replied:

"You know Karen my English Literature professor has maintained that the perceived dullest real life person has a much more complex intriguing personality than the most flamboyant exciting fictional character ever devised by any author. If I have not noticed you then it has been my loss for not taking the opportunity to get to know you. So by the way what has prompted you to introduce yourself to us?" 

"Well as I said I have paid close attention to both of you ever since I first spotted you. Although I knew you two acquired hunks for boyfriends I also knew the two of you got it on with each other." 

Brenda noticed that Karen's recital did not suggest that she thought it unusual for Brenda to have attracted a boyfriend never mind "THE STUD" on campus. This reinforced in Brenda's mind that Karen truly believed that she was beautiful. 'Oh I am liking this girl more and more' was Brenda's thought. 

To answer the bald assertion by Karen, Brenda said:

"Yes Karen it is true that Connie and I indulge in the occasional girl-on-girl sex. However Harry and Bruce are our true loves and the real thing. We only fool around with each other when our guys are not available. We are of the belief that our girl-on-girl sex is preferable to masturbation and that nothing more should be read into it."

Karen replied:

"Well yes I actually did think that was the situation between you two. However I believe it was the Friday night before Thanksgiving that I saw another girl with a suitcase enter your room and stayed the entire night. I am a nursing student and so I happen to own a stethoscope. After a couple of hours curiosity got the better of me. I went to your door and planted myself next to it. I placed the stethoscope to the door so I could hear quite clearly what transpired."

"Oh!" Brenda and Connie both gasped.

"I thought I was quite clever in the way I positioned myself at your door. I believed any passerby seeing me would conclude, as my eyes were deliberately closed, that I was passed out in a drunken stupor at presumably my door; not particularly a peculiar sight for a Friday night. I of course was ready to abandon my spot in plenty of time should any of you three decided to exit the room."

"Oh!" again Brenda and Connie gasped.

"From what I heard I gather the girl's name was Linda and she was your sister Brenda."

Brenda sheepishly nodded in affirmation. 

"The sounds I heard convinced me that you guys were really getting it on. My pussy juices were constantly flowing as I heard your cries of ecstasy. My panties were thoroughly drenched."

"Yes that was quite a night," sighed Brenda and Connie simultaneously.

"After only a half hour I was so aroused I rushed back to my room to frig myself to climax. Luckily my roommate was away not that it would have mattered as she pays no attention to me. She ignores me to the extent that I am not sure she is aware that I exist."

Connie guffawed:

"Come on Karen you must be exaggerating. Your roommate would know she does not live alone."

"Well it is like she probably knows we have a floor lamp in the room but she would be unable to describe it as it was mine. Similarly she knows she has a roommate who is female and that only because there are only females residing in our entire floor. I am positive she does not know my name despite our six months living together."

Connie and Brenda shook their heads in bewilderment as Karen continued:

"Anyway after that night I had high hopes. Despite your boyfriends I believed you would be not be adverse to a lesbian threesome. So I was resolved to meet you and proposition you." 

Connie pointed out:

"Ah Karen that night occurred almost three months ago. Your resolve could not have had all that urgency as you imply."

"Well there was the Thanksgiving holiday followed by end of term exams and then the Christmas break."

Brenda piped in:

"But we are in the seventh week of school since the end of the Christmas break."

"Ok! Ok! I have been chickenshit. I admit I am intimidated by you two. I cannot imagine anything better than either of you. Not just your beauty but it is how you carry yourself that advertises what a catch either of you are. You are definitely out of my league."

Brenda blushed and responded:

"Oh Karen you are only out of our league if you believe it to be so."

"In any case when I saw you two just now I finally screwed up my courage to introduce myself. Now I will not pester you. All I ask is that in light of your previous threesome would you please consider me if you are in the mood for a reprise. I promise you will not regret it as I am certain I can give the two of you a good time. I know I will be as enthusiastic as you would want. There is nothing I would object to in participating in a threesome. Now please do not sneer or snigger if my proposition is disgusting to you. A simple no will suffice to make me disappear forever from your lives." 

Bonnie and Connie turned to each other to silently contemplate Karen's bald proposition. Her plea was delivered in earnest sincerity that was very endearing. As Bonnie and Connie stared at each other they began to smile. Then they giggled as it became obvious to themselves what they were to make of Karen. Accordingly, Connie turned to Karen and said:

"It just so happens that our boyfriends will go to Indianapolis for a week this Wednesday. It has something to do about their potential professional football career. Coincidently an old girlfriend of mine from high school will come visit us this Thursday until Sunday. All three of us do intend to get naked with each other during the visit. If you wish to join us under such conditions I know there would be no objection on our part." 

To date this was the happiest moment in Karen Steinhauer's life. She felt her full good fortune in this sexual opportunity afforded her and vowed to make the most of it. So she exclaimed:

"Oh thank you! Thank you! I am so thrilled."

Brenda now feeling the quintessential sexual sophisticate, despite having been a virgin a few scant months previously, coolly replied:

"Don't sweat it Karen. I am sure we will enjoy your company just as well as apparently you are going to enjoy ours."

The anticipated Thursday arrived and Brenda and Connie gathered Karen from her room and the three of them trooped over to the Harrison Roadhouse in the late afternoon. Antoinette, in accordance with previously planned arrangements arrived soon after the girls had secured their table. Connie did the introductions for Antoinette who had anticipated meeting Brenda and so was not surprised of her presence. 

When she was introduced to Karen, the body language of Antoinette indicated that she was absolutely pleased by the unexpected addition to their party. She could also sense that Karen unlike Brenda & Connie was a true lesbian and this delighted Antoinette even more. 

As Brenda and Connie were already known by the wait staff they were not asked for ID. Antoinette and Karen had authentic looking IDs that served for the occasion. Connie suggested that each one of them take a turn ordering the same drink for everyone, but that each girl's order had to be different. During a round the girl that had ordered the drinks would reveal her sexual history. Connie started with a gin and tonic, followed by Brenda who opted for a screwdriver, Antoinette ordered rum and coke and finally Karen completed the cycle with rye and ginger ale. By the time the cycle was completed the girls were in good humor and completely satisfied with their companionship. 

The conversation was most fascinating as each girl's recital was intriguing. Antoinette and Karen were spellbound by both of Connie's and Brenda's stories. The fact that Connie within a year had fucked 15 males and four females naturally impressed them. But Karen observed that as Connie was the prettiest of them all it was no wonder she had scored so many. Connie modestly demurred. Pointing out that as result of an unplanned (unplanned on her part that is) gang bang she fucked 10 guys in one night. Thus her total body count was in reality not so spectacular as such large number might imply.

When it was Antoinette's round she had a different tale to relate:

"When I was six years old I knew I was a lesbian."

Brenda protested:

"Oh come on Antoinette at six years old you could not possibly have known what sex is never mind being able to analyze that you were gay." 

"True enough but I did sense I was different. Even though my parents had a happy and loving relationship I did not envy my mother nor did I want to emulate her. I have a sister who is nine years older than me, who at fifteen was boy crazy, constantly flirting and dating boys at every opportunity causing my parents lots of grief and worry. I did not envy my sister one iota nor was I anxious to grow up so that I could be like her. Instead as a child I played with my dolls and had no male dolls. Perhaps I did not know consciously I was a lesbian and what that all entails but I knew I liked girls and I had no interest in boys."

Brenda replied:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 13



"Well I am aware that there is some debate as to whether one can be a natural born lesbian. As for me I do like girl on girl sex and if I did not like cock so much maybe I would become exclusively lesbian. In any case I had not thought before that one could be born a lesbian but instead just considered it as a choice one makes."

Connie giggled at Brenda's remark and said:

"Whoa there Brenda this is getting a little too deep. Let Antoinette continue with her story."

Antoinette resumed:

"So when I reached puberty, as all the girls were changing and devoting their time & energy to attracting boys, I remained unchanged in my outlook and desires. However, the boys did start noticing me and started hitting on me. I refused all offers to date. I refused to participate in even innocuous requests of companionship like going to a coffee shop to share a soft drink. I just had no inclination whatsoever to being in company with a male. I was constantly being pestered by the boys for a date while in middle school. I suppose my looks had a certain appeal to the opposite sex so that hardly a day went by without me being importuned for a date."

Antoinette continued:

"I do not believe my parents knew that I was a lesbian nor do I think they even suspect to this day. I have been ever so circumspect with them. I think they are just grateful that I have not turned out be a slut and a whore like my sister. She was pregnant twice while a teenager. The first pregnancy resulted in miscarriage. As to the second pregnancy my parents insisted my sister give up her baby for adoption as she was clearly too young or immature to care for a baby. My family did not believe in abortion so my sister was pregnant throughout her final high school year but she did manage to graduate.

Now at twenty-seven she has three children each with a different father. At least her children are not illegitimate as she managed to snare each father into marriage. Her modus operandi was when she got pregnant she would get a quick divorce from the current husband and father of previous child to marry the new father in time for him to greet his child at birth. No doubt if she becomes pregnant for a fourth child she will have a fourth husband."

The girls laughed at this wry observation as Connie commented:

"My God your sister truly is some slut and whore. I can't say her boy toys have much going for them if they are willing to marry her after having impregnated her while she was married to another guy and accept the obligation of help raising that guy's child."

From Brenda:

"Either that or she is an irresistible fuck." 

There was more laughter at that comment as Antoinette resumed her narrative: 

"In any case once I got to high school my reputation for not dating was firmly established, and my sophisticated peers realized I was a lesbian although I did not overtly advertise my sexuality. Consequently I was seldom bothered by guys trying to hit on me. On my first day at high school I met Jennifer Gray whose locker was next to mine. As soon as our eyes met something clicked. We sensed the chemistry between us and we both knew we were going to get naked with each other as soon as possible. In fact by the end of the first week we set up an approved parental sleep-over at my place and I lost my lesbian cherry."

All the girls chuckled at Antoinette's outrageous phraseology as she continued:

"It soon being evident throughout our high school that Jennifer and I were an item. I imagine there were some other lesbians in our school, statistics would suggest that, but they were deep in the closet. Our high school society was much more intolerant towards gays than the general population. As a result any lesbians at our school did not dare to make friends with us. As for the straight girls they treated us as lepers and we were completely ostracized from the school society. We were taunted virtually daily for our sexuality and our relationship. However our love was strong enough to endure the nastiness and scorn heaped upon us by our schoolmates. I have to credit Jennifer for her 'I don't give a shit' attitude. It bolstered my spirits so I could face my tormentors with equanimity and not feel ashamed of who or what I am." 

The girls feeling some of the alcohol they had consumed and struck by the poignancy of Antoinette's trials and tribulations applauded and together simultaneously exhorted:

"Bravo Antoinette! You go girl! Fuck 'em! Who gives a shit of such bastards!"

Buoyed by such support Antoinette smiled and resumed:

"We did have one friend and that was you Connie. I was ever so grateful for your friendship throughout our four years at high school. I so admired you for your bravery in making friends with us and defying the entire school's condemnation of us. Not only were you a friend but I perceived we were your best friends. 

There is no denying I was attracted to you right from the get go. But I had Jennifer for sex and it was obvious to me that even if I could entice you to bed your primary love was cock. I knew you would never consent to enter into a relationship like the kind I have with Jennifer. I freely admit and confess that if I had any inkling that you would not be adverse to a committed relationship I would drop Jennifer like a hot potato. The long and short of it was that I did not want to jeopardize our friendship by making a pass at you which I could not bear rejection. So I kept my passion for you truly hidden."

At this point the girls became totally engrossed by Antoinette's story. Karen who was previously not privy to the exact circumstances but still aware of the existence of some kind of a love relationship between Connie and Antoinette prompted:

"I gather that there arose an opportunity for you to unleash your pent up passion." 

"Oh yes indeedy! After Connie's gang bang incident her name was mud and she was shunned at school even worse than Jennifer and me."

Then turning to Connie, Antoinette continued personally:

"Then it was that Saturday afternoon when I visited you and you broke down in tears overwhelmed by the awful treatment you were subjected to that previous week. I hugged you and I was delighted to comfort you. I felt this was my opportunity to express fully my gratitude for your brave friendship. Soon we were kissing and one thing led to another as we eventually ended up naked. 

I remember that afternoon and everything we did. I remember every feeling I experienced. I remember the intensity of the orgasm I had. I remember that afternoon as vividly as if it had occurred yesterday. It was without a doubt a sexual experience so exhilarating that I had not previously thought was possible."

Antoinette softly continued:

"After that I was between the proverbial rock and a hard place. The sex with you was awesome but I knew even though you seemed to have enjoyed our encounter you would abandon me for an acceptable stud. Events since certainly have proved me correct in my assessment as you told me about Travis Williamson. With Jennifer I did have continuous sex with no worry that she would disappear on me. So I chose the safety of a proven long term relationship with Jennifer over a wild and wondrous but short lived fling with you." 

Connie replied:

"Oh Antoinette I understand quite clearly even then your dilemma. I was so hungry for love then and I see now that I shamelessly took advantage of your hidden regard for me."

"Don't sweat it Connie. I certainly do not regret any moment we had had together. I especially do not regret the second time when Jennifer caught us and beat me mercilessly with the hair brush."

"God that was awful. I still shiver at how vicious she was in spanking you."

"Oh well water under the bridge. I did not mind as it proved to me how passionate was her love towards me. But of course even though we did entice Jennifer to do a threesome it became impossible for me to plan another tryst with you.

However I kept in touch with you for the sole reason to schedule an occasional get together. I felt certain that since Jennifer and I went to Bowling Green and you were at MSU there would be opportunity to schedule a meeting. Given the distance between Bowling Green to East Lansing and for that matter the distance between Gross Pointe to Bowling Green I surmised there would be opportunities for scheduling a rendezvous with Jennifer not being the wiser." 

"Alas I did not count on Jennifer becoming so possessive. She literally sticks to me like glue every chance she gets. Whenever we are apart she makes me account for every minute when we were not together. I still love her but her jealousy has become tedious and grating. I cherish my freedom and independence and I feel so claustrophobic with her. I honestly no longer believe we will last."

Antoinette then finished:

"But enough of that bitch. I am here until Sunday and I anticipate some great sex. I knew Brenda was going to be here but you Karen are an unexpected happy surprise. I noticed that as my story was so long winded that you have been forced to already order your round and I have intruded on your time. So I will shut up and let you present your story."

Karen replied:

"Oh lordie I don't mind one bit Antoinette. Considering how exciting and titillating all of your stories are I am afraid mine is pathetic and truly lame." 

Brenda retorted:

"You stop that Karen. We will not tolerate you running yourself down. As I said before every life is intricate and exciting even if some do not see it. So let's hear your sexual history and even if you happen to be a virgin you can at least describe some of your masturbation fantasies."

Karen giggled and so commenced:

"Well OK and hear goes. Unlike Antoinette I did not realize I was a lesbian until relatively recently. I always believed myself to be a 'normal girl'. Like all other girls I played with dolls including games where I envisioned myself as a wife and a mother. As early on as I can remember I had had the belief that when I grew up I would indeed become a wife and a mother."

"When I reached puberty and started menstruating I was aware I had not become boy crazy like my female peers. However I did not think that was so unusual. I believed that once some boy showed an interest in me I would reciprocate. I was not surprised that no boy showed an interest in me since I am so indistinguishable in appearance. As proof Antoinette, all you need to consider is that Brenda and Connie did not recognize me when I introduced myself to them despite the fact they had seen me constantly being their next door neighbor."

Both Brenda and Connie murmured agreement as Brenda articulated:

"Yes that is true Antoinette. I believed Karen to be a true stranger when she first approached us. Only after she identified herself as a dormitory neighbor did my brain register that I had seen Karen frequently beforehand."

Karen then said:

"Yes my point exactly. I am used to being virtually invisible. So I was under the impression I would eventually acquire a boyfriend via an accidental encounter perhaps like how you Connie met Troy. So I did not sweat it. Because I was always ignored it did not strike me unusual either that I was not despairing that I had no boyfriend. Of course with such outlook I was not that sympathetic nor showed any empathy to any of my girlfriends who were despondent when they happened to lose their boyfriend du jour. 

I did have three experimental lesbian like sex during high school with three different girlfriends. They occurred during sleep-overs. In each case we kissed, caressed each other's tits and frigged each other's cunts. Yes I was aroused and found the sex play exciting. But I did not think much beyond that. The other girls displayed the same reaction as me and each of them definitely were boy crazy. The expressed purpose for our dalliance was to experiment so that we would not be ninnies when we had sex with a boy. So despite my high school ventures into the ways of Sappho I still was not aware I might be a lesbian."

Brenda interrupted:

"Ah ha Karen! You just provided an example that there is more than meets the eye in your presumed non descript existence. As a projected English Lit major I could not express your last sentence better."

"Yeah well it is probably the alcohol talking. Anyway I had no dates throughout my high school years except curiously enough I did have a date for my senior prom."

Brenda again interrupted:

"What Karen? You don't say? You do realize that none of us here went to our senior prom. This includes our acknowledged knockout beauty i.e. Connie who one would expect to be the Queen of the Prom rather than having no date." 

Karen replied:

"Yes well it was an absolute fluke. My date's name was, I kid you not, Jack Ripper. His parents especially his mother should be burned in oil for burdening him with such an obvious first name that invited taunts. During the date Jack acknowledged to me that he was fed up a common reaction when he introduced himself. A lot of people would try for humor by suggesting that his middle name must be 'The'. Jack suggested he was seriously considering to official change his middle name to 'The' so he could flourish say a driver's license and retort 'Yes it is- congratulations on a lucky guess'. I truly empathized with him on that point." 

Karen continued:

"Jack was the consummate nerd, at least by appearance, albeit somewhat tall. He was very thin and wore thick glasses of course. He was not really bad looking but he was very awkward which completely turned off the girls. He was a very average student, just getting by, but this meant he was unable to entice the type of girls that usually gravitate to nerds. I guess I must fall into that category of females. Anyway no matter the motivation, one day out of the blue he approached me to ask me to go to the Prom. I was taken by complete surprise. As I had no expectation or inclination to attend I automatically rejected him without any further thought."

However when I got home and told my mother that I had been asked to the Prom she was overjoyed by this surprising news. So elated was she that I did not have the heart to tell her I had refused to go. As my mother was an excellent seamstress and before I knew it she whisked me to her favorite fabric store. With my consent she picked out a terrific fabric and accessories along with a fashionable and trendy pattern to enable her to sew up a gorgeous Prom dress. The next day I sheepishly humbled myself to Jack and asked if he still wanted to take me to the Prom. He did and so I went." 

And Karen continued:

"Recalling my Prom night I have to confess I was still clueless as to my sexuality. I mean for the first time in my life I felt I was very pretty and my dress definitely enhanced whatever sex appeal I possessed. Jack was tolerably handsome and he treated me like a lady; very very gentleman like. I loved the dancing and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Jack being a novice at dating as well did not paw at my body and I actually enjoyed his company. At the end of the evening when he took me home he bestowed a sweet goodnight kiss."

Connie muttered:

"Bestowed was it? Sounds like a peck on the lips to me. I get the impression I have kissed my brother more energetically even as we definitely are so not into incest."

Karen admitted:

"Well it definitely was a chaste kiss. As far as I was concerned at the time the kiss ended a perfect evening and I thought I had a normal reaction to the events. It did not dawn on me that although I was pleased with the evening I was not exhilarated; that although I enjoyed dancing with Jack I did not feel any goose bumps on my body while doing so; that also I had no inclination to cling to him during the slow dances; that although I suspected he would attempt to kiss me and I was not dreading it but still by the same token I was not eagerly anticipating it either. Finally I knew if he was going to ask me out again I would have to accept for politeness sake. It did not register in my mind that I was actually relieved rather than disappointed that he did not ask me out again. So as you can see I missed all the clues as I continued under the allusion I was straight."

At this point Brenda asked:

"You did not know you were a lesbian when you left high school. So when did you realize or better yet what event made you realize you were a lesbian?"

"Believe it or not it was when I first looked upon the both of you intently. I saw each of you arrive at the dormitory and became aware that the two of you were to be my next door neighbors in the dorm. When I had my first meal at the cafeteria, I spotted the two of you sitting together and your appearance made an immediate impression on me. I deliberately sat at an adjacent table which gave me a clear direct view of both of you. I sat down and just stared alternating between each of you. 

I was very circumspect in my staring as I was able to avoid eye contact with either of you. So I knew you were not aware of me. As I was staring I was struck by how gorgeous and beautiful you both were. Yes Brenda despite your scarred face I find you very attractive. As I kept staring I imagined what you would look like naked.

At this point Connie interrupted:

"Well now you sure are going to find out soon enough."

All the girls tittered as Karen continued:

"Then I started imagining sexual situations and I began to sigh. As I let out a huge breath I discovered my panties were absolutely wet. I had not paid attention but my twat must have oozed out my female juices. As my smell reached my nostrils I was grateful no one was sitting close to me or I would be too embarrassed for words. However I then did arrive at a startling conclusion." 

All the girls giggled and asked:

"What?"

"For the first time I understood why I was not interested in boys. The reason was...you ready for this?...I was not interested in boys because I just was not interested in boys." 

All the girls now laughed out loud as Karen continued:

"The corollary to this amazing discovery was that I was only interested in girls. So I started stalking Connie and Brenda hoping to finagle a hot session. I was discouraged when I saw Connie with Bruce and Brenda with Harry, but instinct told me not to give up. Sure enough my persistence paid off in November when I saw another girl, who turned out to be Brenda's sister, enter their room and stayed all night. I eavesdropped at their door long enough to understand that they were engaged in real hot smoldering sex. I knew I just had to have some of that but it was not until this week I made my wishes known and thankfully you did not reject my stated desires."

Brenda giggled:

"Ah Karen you were such a smooth operator who could resist your sweet plea for sex."

Karen then blurted out:

"It is no surprise to you all to learn that I am a virgin but I am not a lesbian virgin. And I am not counting those pathetic high school girl-on-girl experimentations either." Antoinette exclaimed:

"Oh really Karen? Pray tell us all about it."

Karen revealed:

"One night in October around nine o'clock I had to pee so I went to the communal bathroom of our floor. There was no one there except I heard the shower going. When I finished my business I was at a wash basin to wash my hands and face when I heard the shower stop. I turned around to see the girl emerge from her shower dripping wet and she started toweling herself dry in my sight. As I happen to know every resident girl of our floor I recognized her to be Zina Dushevina."

Connie interjected:

"Oh yes I know her. She is not bad looking at all."

Karen resumed:

"Yes indeed she is stunning. She is medium build with cute boobs. Not too big but not too small either; just right for her body. She had a perfect hourglass figure. The most startling aspect of her naked body though, was that she sported a thick black bush on her mons. Her bush exactly matched the midnight black color of her hair on her head. I felt my eyes bulging out at this amazing sight. As Zina noticed me gawking with my mouth wide open, she dropped her towel and purred:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 13



'You like what you see? ' I nodded vigorously. Then she cupped her tits and asked:

'You like my boobies? Wouldn't you like to kiss them, lick them, nibble on them, pinch them, squeeze them, bite them?'

'Yes!' I squeaked. 

Then she reached for her vagina and parted her labia lips revealing her red meat.

'Wouldn't you like to stick your tongue into this and lap my pussy juices?'

'Oh yes!' I sighed. 

Then she pulled her lips further apart to expose her protruding clitoris.

'How about my clit? Wouldn't you just like to munch on it?'

'Oh God yes!' I stammered. 

Then she turned around and bent down. Clutching her buttocks she spread her ass cheeks and said:

'How about my ass? Wouldn't you like to stick your tongue on my ass hole? I bet you wouldn't even mind if I farted in your face.'

'Oh I wouldn't mind at all.' I agreed. 

I was so far gone I probably would have agreed to any depravity. Then she turned around again, picked up her towel, wrapped it around her body, and with a wicked smile said:

'Well kid this is your lucky night. My roommate is away and so if you follow me to my room you will score.' 

And of course I followed her."

From Antoinette:

"Wow was it then a magical night?"

Karen sighed:

"Oh yes it was truly my lucky night. I did everything in her suggestions. I mauled her tits and worked on her nipples. I kissed them; licked 'em; nibbled 'em and bit on them that she screamed in authentic pain. I licked her cunt, lapped her juices. I frigged her with my fingers. I even fisted her as she was able to take it to my wrist. I swallowed her clit and bit hard on it to elicit yet another scream of pain. I turned her over and stuck some fingers into her ass and simulated sodomy. I vigorously licked her ass hole and sure enough she farted in my face. As I half expected it I just giggled although the smell of her fart sure was powerful."

Karen continued reminiscing:

"The sex was not one sided either. Zina attacked my body with equal if not more intense fervor. She certainly was extremely rough causing me to scream in pain frequently. But I enjoyed the pain. I enjoyed everything she did to me. I was in sexual ecstasy. I refrained from farting when she was reaming my ass and I sensed she was disappointed. I guess she has a fetish about it."

Everyone laughed at that comment, as Karfen continued:

"The sex was vigorous and non-stop. In fact dawn was breaking when we finally quit as I left and staggered to my room. I lost count of how many orgasms I experienced but I'm sure I would need more than all my fingers for the tally. I was definitely a happy camper when I fell asleep. I missed all my classes that day but it sure was worth it."

Antoinette then asked:

"Wow that did sound like it was a great fuck. Did you see her again?"

"Unfortunately no. When I next approached her for a reprise, she replied:

'Sorry kid that was a one night stand. My girlfriend would have my head if she knew I had cheated on her. I only succumbed to you because you were so pathetic looking in the bathroom. Obviously you were very needy for sex. So I felt compelled to do my good deed for the year.'

Needless to say that callous reply did nothing for my self esteem. But despite her cavalier attitude I knew she had experienced fantastic orgasms as there was no fakedness in her love making with me. I bet sometime in the future she might approach me for sex and I hope I'll be in a position that I could reject her. I'm not there yet though."

Antoinette replied:

"Oh Karen you seem to be a sweet girl. I'm sure you will soon latch on to a nice lesbo and you will not have to kow-tow to self absorbed bitches like Zina."

As the round and cycle of drinks were consumed the girls were in a happy euphoria with inhibitions completely gone. There was no awkwardness between Karen and Antoinette interacting with each other as well as with Brenda and Connie. As it was evident that there was no interest in ordering another round Connie declared:

"That is enough of our past sexual history. It is time we make new history tonight. Brenda and I have shoved our two beds together which will allow plenty of room for all four of us. There is no point in wasting money on a motel room I'm sure we will be all comfy in our room."

Antoinette suggested:

"Let's stop at my car first. I've parked in your dormitory parking lot. I want to grab my bag of toys which I have brought along for mutual pleasure.

Brenda volunteered:

"I have a dildo and anal beads"

"Good we can make good use of those as well."

All the girls laughed and left the roadhouse in good spirits. They were now all truly horny as they walked to the dorm, and none of them were apprehensive about the sex they knew they were about to indulge in. After stopping at Antoinette's car, they entered the room and they immediately all undressed. 

As they examined each other's nudity they simultaneously smiled and a quietness descended upon them. There was no more talking as all their ensuing activity seemed to be choreographed by a silent invisible director. It was truly a magic moment as even Karen did not feel out of place despite believing herself to be the least physically desirable of them all.

The beds were parallel lengthwise to each other and placed lengthwise adjacent to the wall. Brenda and Antoinette first got on the bed lying on their side with their backs touching the wall. Brenda was on the left Antoinette on the right and they were facing each other. Connie got on the bed also lying on her side at right angles to Antoinette parallel to the headboards and she started casually stroking Antoinette's left leg. Karen last got on the bed also lying on her side in a fetal position with her back towards Brenda and Antoinette.

Karen's head was touching Connie's calf as she was staring at Connie's left foot. Mesmerized by the sight of Connie's pretty foot she touched her toes. With her right hand she touched each toe of Connie's foot and lovingly caressed all of them. She readjusted her position slightly so she could lift Connie's foot. She put her mouth over the arch of the foot and lovingly caressed it with her lips. Then she moved the toes to her mouth and sucked on each individual toe. Karen let the foot drop on the bed and then she continued to administer wet kisses on Connie's toes.

Brenda had assumed a more upright position to allow Antoinette to kiss and lick on the nipple of Brenda's left tit. Connie momentarily had no contact with Antoinette. She just closed her eyes to enjoy fully Karen's foot worshipping. And Karen continued to alternate sucking on the toes and the arch of Connie's foot. Antoinette stepped up her intensity of mouthing Brenda's nipple. Meanwhile Connie positioned herself to pay attention to Antoinette's right foot which was resting on the bed and under her left leg. Connie was tonguing the backsides of the toes as well as the back of Antoinette's right foot. 

As Connie was administering to Antoinette's foot she used her left to caress that foot to provide a more pleasure sensation. Antoinette was now fully splayed out against the wall as she was concentrating on milking Brenda's nipple. No doubt had Brenda been lactic at that moment Antoinette would have withdrawn a cup by now as a result of her suckling. Brenda was caressing Antoinette's hair as she was enjoying feeling her nipple engorging. Karen's fixation on Connie's left foot had caused her to leave her feet dangling past the bed's edge. 

Antoinette now turned more to her stomach as she continued to pay exclusive attention to Brenda's nipple. Karen was raising Connie's foot to continue to licking it. Connie was now able to kiss both of Antoinette's feet and caress the entire legs. Karen had started to caress the calf and thigh of Connie's left leg and moving closer to be able to reach Connie's ass and cunt. Karen was now on both knees so that she could with her right hand still lift and suck on Connie's left foot but with her left hand she was able to rub on Connie's buttocks.

Connie was now only stroking Antoinette's ass. Brenda was able to hover over Antoinette so that she could lay a hand on her ass as well. By now Antoinette was sucking on the nipple of Brenda's right tit. Connie's stroking of Antoinette's became stronger with the purpose of exposing her ass crack more. Karen was now hovering over Connie's ass so that she was close enough to able to penetrate Connie's ass hole with her finger. Karen, though lifted Connie's foot again for a final sucking of that pretty foot. Finally abandoning the foot Karen began sliding her right hand along Connie's inner thigh in preparation for close encounter with Connie's ass hole. She was soon fingering Connie's outer lips of her labia. Antoinette was now alternating between Brenda's nipples as Brenda was rubbing here there and everywhere on Antoinette's body.

Karen spread Connie's buttocks so she could frig Connie's cunt unhindered. Antoinette now completely positioned herself on her knees to better get at Brenda's tits. By this time Brenda rested her back on the wall. As a result Antoinette's ass was sticking into Connie's face. So Connie had nothing else to do but start licking Antoinette's ass hole. Meanwhile Karen abandoned frigging Connie's cunt to start licking her ass hole. Antoinette quit sucking Brenda's boobs and instead the two of them launched into a hot kiss. All these changes resulted in the girls being closer together. 

As Connie was kissing Antoinette's ass and Karen on Connie's ass, Karen moved her body to right angles of Connie. Thus she bent her head sideways so that she could ream Connie's crack in a more unusual manner. Brenda broke off her kiss with Antoinette and got herself on her hands and knees. She moved to a right angle position with Karen and started to kiss her ass hole. Karen gasped as she was the last girl in the group to be touched by another. Antoinette moved so that she could lick Brenda's ass and thus the girls formed an ass licking square. To effect the simultaneously ass licking the girls were forced in close contact so that only about half the area of the two beds were utilized.

In this activity Connie was the only one to reach over and massage her partner's boobs while doing the ass licking. Of course this meant that Antoinette was the lucky girl to receive such extra attention. The simultaneous ass licking continued for a while until all the girls were aroused to a fever pitch. Then apparently by an invisible silent comment the girls disengaged and re-positioned themselves on their backs. 

In this new configuration Karen was mostly flat on her back with her legs spread wide open and bent. Her head was twisted to Connie's cunt and her left hand held up the calf of Connie's left leg. This allowed Karen access to Connie's cunt and in this fashion Karen was able to muff dive Connie. Connie in turn was resting completely on her right side. Antoinette's trunk was resting mostly flat on bed and her right leg bent slightly but stretched along the front of Connie's body with the foot resting flat on Connie's stomach. The back of the knee was in contact with Connie's right tit. Antoinette's left leg was bent and twisted to the left so Connie could muff dive Antoinette's cunt. To secure her position Connie's left hand held on to Antoinette's left hip.

Antoinette's upper torso was twisted inwards to the bed so she could take advantage of Brends bent legs which were spread wide. Antoinette's right hand was gripping Brenda's left buttock to facilitate her muff diving Brenda's cunt. Brenda's upper torso was twisted towards the center of the bed so she could muff dive Karen. And so in this manner the four girls were able to eat each other out.

Aside from the common purpose cunnilingus each girl was free to do something else in addition. Connie's left hand not only caressed Antoinette's hip but Connie also caressed her own left tit with it. Antoinette could rub Connie's mid section with her right foot and with her left hand could caress Brenda's inner thighs. Brenda's left hand was free to roam around the front of Karen. Karen could and did stick a finger of her right hand into Connie's rectum. In due course the exotic four-way action paved the way for a mutually experienced tremendous orgasm.

When the girls disengaged, Brenda and Connie passed beers to all. They had a small fridge in their room stock full of beer. As they fell into conversation it was clear that each girl was overwhelmed at the sexual techniques they had performed. They were amazed that it was spontaneous and not at all planned. It was obvious they were completely compatible with each other at least in the matters of sex. 

The girls then commenced a non-stop sex orgy until Sunday afternoon when Antoinette had to return to Bowling Green. In the marathon sex they did almost everything imaginable. The only breaks were sleeping, bathroom visits and food. Otherwise it was sex! sex! sex! By the time it was over the girls were fully satiated at least with lesbian sex.

When the boys returned from Indianapolis they asked if they were missed. The girls naturally replied that they missed them very much. Little did Bruce and Harry know that the girls' response was disingenuous at best.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 14



After the NFL scouting combines, the next important event for the careers of Harry and Bruce was the NFL draft. In that particular year because of television contracts, the draft was conducted on the last weekend of April, at the Radio City Music Hall in New York City. The draft was to be conducted on Saturday and Sunday. Because they had excellent results at the combines, both Harry and Bruce were a lock for first round picks. They had the same agent who was working feverishly to achieve the most lucrative contracts possible for them.

The school year was also coming to an end at that time. Brenda had maintained an advance pace in her studies that she was able to successfully complete her first year requirements by the time of the draft weekend. Connie on the other hand had to sit for two final term exams during the week after the draft. However because of her diligence in her school work these exams were mere formalities as she was bound to end up with a GPA in excess of 3.7. 

As for Harry he had also completed his scheduled academic work by the draft weekend. His formidable football commitments throughout his four years at MSU were such that he was still 18 credits shy of graduation. He planned to take six credits each during the next ensuing three winter/spring semesters at MSU. That way he would graduate simultaneously with Brenda.

Harry was a cautious man; not one to count his chickens before they had hatched. That is why he had not entered into a formal commitment of marriage to Brenda like Bruce had done with Connie. He knew he loved Brenda and that is what prompted him during the time spent at the Combines, to draft his will in her favor in addition to give instructions to the agent to purchase life insurance with her as his sole beneficiary. He thought he wanted to have had at least a year of NFL experience under his belt together with a successful stint of extra studies confirming that he was going to graduate. Once such trend of future successful potential was established, then he would be comfortable in thinking of proposing marriage. He took marriage vows seriously and only wanted to undertake them when he was assured he would be able to fulfill what he felt was his husbandly duties.

However because of the spectacular results he had achieved at the Combines he knew he had no real financial worry for his future and thus there was no reason for him not to make a formal commitment to marry. The agent had advised that he was likely to be picked first overall which meant he would play for the Cleveland Browns. It meant that he would be very close to Brenda and she could continue her schooling. Accordingly he purchased an engagement ring to surprise Brenda and he intended to propose right after he was officially drafted. 

In January, Harry had advised Brenda that he would not formally consider an engagement until a year from now for reasons he initially harbored. He was absolutely surprised that Brenda acquiesced without any protest. He would have thought that considering their intense relationship during the past months and the electrifying chemistry between them any female in Brenda's position would protest at his caution. He was prepared to expect at the very least a demand for a declared unequivocal commitment to substitute for a formal engagement.

Although undeniably Harry loved Brenda and knew her character fairly well, he still was not cognizant of the dept of Brenda's despair and low self esteem. Despite the evidence of his love and his regard for her, Brenda still did not trust it in her own mind. She fully expected him to tire of her eventually even if he never did develop a revulsion to her physical appearance. So the fact that he was stalling in declaring an engagement, was of little concern to her since she never expected him to propose to her in the first place. She actually expected that once Harry left MSU she would never see him again. Her main focus then was to enjoy all her time with him and to store her memory of the happy occasions for the purpose of recalling them to offset any future unhappiness.

With such mind set Brenda was shocked when Harry requested that after the draft, she accompany him to Buffalo to meet his parents and spend a week there. He of course made this invitation as a natural consequence of the proposal he intended to make as soon as the result of the draft was made certain. As he wanted to leave for Buffalo right after the draft, or at least by the next day, logistics required that he had to ascertain Brenda's agreement to accompany him well before the draft. 

Because of this unexpected invitation Brenda extracted an agreement that he meet her parents for an equal amount of time when he returned her. Besides it was her birthday the next Saturday (her 19th) so her parents were planning a party for her that night. She was of a mind that if he truly wanted her to meet his parents than he ought to reciprocate as a simple courtesy. She did not dare for her own sanity to read anything more than this when he readily acceded to her request. Of course in his own mind his acceptance was predicated on the premise he ought to become acquainted with his futures.

Now Bruce unlike Harry was much closer to graduation. He needed to write an exam during the week after the draft which would leave him only three credits short of a degree. The way his credits were lined up he only needed to do a first year elective. He thus enrolled in the first year general history class a course that because of its popular demand was offered between mid May to mid July. That way he would be able to fulfill his BA requirements in time to report to the preseason training camp and which happily would not interfere with his upcoming NFL career. As Connie had acquired a server's position at a nearby steak house, she was going to move in to his apartment in which he had extended his stay to the end of August. As she had taken that course she would be able to tutor Bruce to ensure his success.

Since Harry and Bruce were expected to be drafted very high, their agent had invited them to come to New York (at his initial expense but of course charged against eventual contracts) for the draft. Their agent had identified that the Cleveland team was interested in and expected to draft Harry whereas the Chicago team would be interested in Bruce. That being ascertained the agent had negotiated contracts beforehand with those teams to be executed upon the expected draft pick coming to fruition. Thus if Harry & Bruce were in New York they could sign on the dotted line and the teams were prepared to cut checks on the spot.

Since MSU had an excellent season that year culminating with the Rose Bowl victory and ending with a high ranking in the national polls, there were at least six other seniors on the team with realistic prospects of being drafted. Because of that, the team with the cooperation of the University arranged for the availability of the Breslin Center, the basketball arena of the school, for the draft. Refreshments were to be provided. Two giant TV monitors were set up, to allow the players along with their guests, friends & family, to view the proceedings of the draft.

Because of the efforts by the team and the school and in consideration of the obligation of team solidarity the boys opted to stay in East Lansing rather then venturing to the Big Apple. Probably though, the fact that the boys intended to celebrate the draft with a foursome with the girls (reprising their Rose Bowl victory) who could not really go to New York, was the determinative factor for the boys' to decline their agent's offer. Besides Harry had another ulterior motive to want to be with Brenda for the draft which was unknown to all.

The agent, who was most anxious to receive his commission as swiftly as possible, was not one to be foiled by such a minor paltry obstacle. He had the boys in conjunction with the team secure a fax machine and number at the Breslin Center. That way the boys could sign the faxed contracts and return same to New York. Once the signed contracts were received back in New York, the professional football teams would cut the agent's checks to him and wire the balance of the signing bonus monies directly to Harry's and Bruce's designated bank accounts.

On that April Saturday draft day, everything then transpired as anticipated. The Cleveland Browns did indeed draft Harry first overall and the Chicago Bears did indeed draft Bruce third overall. ESPN had sent cameras and a reporter to interview each of them after the selection. Harry had donned a Cleveland Brown team jersey for the interview which the team had provided for the expected occasion. Likewise Bruce was wearing a Chicago Bear jersey for his interview.

The prepared contracts were faxed within moments after the confirmed announcement of the draft selection to East Lansing. The boys immediately executed the same officially witnessed by their college coaches and they returned the documents by fax. By six o'clock that afternoon both Harry and Bruce had received confirmation that their bank accounts had received sizeable deposits and they were now multi millionaires.

Harry & Bruce still wearing their new respective team jerseys along with Brenda & Connie, trooped down to the Harrison Roadhouse to celebrate. As soon as they arrived and settled at a table, both Harry and Bruce each bought a round for everyone there. No one was surprised as news of Harry's and Bruce's selections in the draft was already common knowledge. Everyone was completely happy for our boys. 

Periodically someone or a group of people would approach their table to express good wishes and congratulations and would spring for a round when leaving their table. Thus our two couples were into some serious drinking that night. Since everyone at the tavern was intent to ply our heroes with drinks, the boys decided to switch to beers after those initial two rounds. This kept the cost down for the well-wishers, but more importantly it helped prevent anyone of the party from getting prematurely blitzed. 

Shortly after the initial two rounds, Harry had a pleasant and totally unexpected surprise for Brenda. He got off his seat and went down on one knee in front of Brenda. He flourished an open ring box containing a two carats diamond ring and said:

"Brenda you are the only woman I want for a wife. I love you unconditionally. I can not imagine a more intense love than the one I have for you. Will you accept me as your husband? Will you accept this ring as a token of our future marriage?"

And what was Brenda's response considering that he had previously intimated that he was not prepared to enter into a formal engagement until a year hence? Well she replied:

"Is the Pope Catholic? Do bears shit in the woods? Of course I will marry you. Was there any doubt in your mind?"

Harry then put the ring on her finger and returning to his seat, replied:

"Well I was fairly certain that you would accept but one can never be too sure. So that is why I had to make the formal request. Besides when we are at my parents' place, they would be more tolerant of our fucking there, if you are my fiancée instead of a mere girlfriend." 

"Oh ho! So now it comes out the true motive of you proposing so much sooner than you had led me to believe when you would. Apparently you can not leave my body alone for a week and so hence the need for drastic measures. But you did not have to splurge so much on a ring. I would have been just as happy with a much less costly ring."

At this point Bruce chimed in:

"Oh Brenda you underestimate the lure of your gorgeous naked body. No price is too steep to pay for the opportunity to play with your body."

Brenda beamed with a huge smile at this compliment and replied saucily:

"Well aren't you the lucky one, Bruce. I understand you are going to be allowed to play with my gorgeous naked body tonight and all you will be out is your share in plying me here with food and drink. And since lots of people are buying drinks for us your share will be a mere pittance."

At his point, Connie piped in mock alarm:

"Well Brenda I trust you are not intending to hog all the body playing tonight. I could use some body playing myself and I would not demand any payment. Heck if necessary I would beg for it; even grovel if I must."

Everyone laughed at the improbable picture of Connie begging to be fucked. Brenda snorted:

"Ha! The day you need to beg to be fucked will be the day when all men become suddenly and mysteriously castrated." 

Everyone erupted into raucous laughter contemplating Brenda's drastic scenario. Brenda kept beaming as she happily displayed her newly acquired engagement ring to her table companions including those who would visit their table. Bruce noted that Brenda's ring was similar in value to the ring he had acquired for Connie. Knowing that Harry could have obtained a much more expensive ring, Bruce felt gratitude for his friend in refraining from a crass oneupmanship. The girls were likewise secretly happy that their rings were similar in value. As they loved each other it would not do if one of them was able to lord something over the other. 

As the evening was progressing, our couples were becoming increasingly intoxicated. As it was nearing 1:00 AM, the guys realized that if they were going to have sex without passing out then it was time that they leave. Besides Harry was intending to leave for Buffalo the next afternoon so he would need an adequate amount of sleep time after their desired sexual activity. He wanted to be on the road no later than 2:00 PM to ensure getting to his parents' home at a reasonable time.

There was some talk about walking over to the girls' dorm room but that idea did not appeal. It was after all a tiny room and contained two single beds. For an individual couple fucking it would do, but for a foursome orgy it would be inadequate. The question then was whether to go to Harry's or to Bruce's apartment. Both were spacious but Bruce had a larger king size bed and so it was off to Bruce's apartment. They wisely secured a taxi to get there. Once they arrived they all headed to the kitchen for some unexplained reason. Once in there Connie stopped and started removing her skirt while declaring: 

"Oh shit I got to pee. I don't think I can make it to the bathroom. Will you help me Bruce?"

"Sure thing babe."

"Hurry I think I will have to pee through my panties. I can't hold it any longer."

Initially Brenda & Harry did not quite understand what help Connie was expecting from Bruce; perhaps a pot to piss in was the first thing that came into Brenda's mind. So they were absolutely stunned to see Bruce drop flat on his back on the linoleum floor. Connie had removed her skirt and kicked off her shoes as she squatted down straddling his head. Immediately her urine was flowing through her bright red panties and splashing onto his face. To Brenda & Harry's utter amazement Bruce opened his mouth to catch some of her stream. He was actually drinking her pee and apparently appearing to enjoy doing so. 

Connie had not exaggerated when she indicated she had an overpowering need to urinate. Her stream was strong and steady and remained so for quite an interminable long time. During this whole time Bruce displayed no distress or awkwardness. He appeared to be more pleased than Connie who was naturally enjoying the relief of emptying her bladder. Besides getting his face and hair wet, his souvenir Chicago Bear jersey was also getting soaked from Connie's piss. 

Finally Connie was done. She moved southwards on his body so she now straddled his chest and remaining on her knees was still hovering over him. In a more straightened posture she bent down to kiss him. While kissing him by sequentially lifting her legs she maneuvered to remove her wet panties. Once she had her freed panties in her hand she broke off the kiss. She then calmly wrung the panties over him causing the squeezed drops of urine to dribble onto his face. Then she asked:

"Want to sniff it?"

"Yes."

"Do you need to pee?"

"Yes."

"OK then."

Connie handed the panties to Bruce as she got off him. She repositioned herself on her knees but fully upright. She removed her bra but kept her slip and blouse on. Bruce got up to face her. He placed her panties over his head and fit the crotch part to cover his nose to enable him to take in the full odor of her wet stains. He dropped his pants and briefs to expose his penis. He held his cock as he started to pee on her. Being a man he had full control in directing his stream. Thus once Connie had a mouthful, he then aimed at the rest of her face, hair and blouse. When not taking in his piss, Connie maintained a huge smile leaving no doubt as to her enjoyment in participating in their water sports. 

Bruce had a very large bladder able to store quite a bit of urine. He peed noticeably longer than Connie had. As his urine flow started ebbing she kept moving closer to him so as not to lose any of the pee but catch every drop onto her body. When he finally finished her hair was glistening from the shiny drops of his urine. Her face was dripping and her blouse was visibly stained and soaked. She captured his cock in her mouth to slurp up any errant drop. She absent mindedly kept his cock in her mouth to calm herself down from the excitement that seized her body.

To say that Brenda and Harry were astonished at what they had just witnessed was truly an understatement. But that did not mean that they were disgusted by their companions' antics. Indeed both of them were emotionally overcome by this kinky sight. No doubt fueled by the alcohol she had consumed, Brenda reacted by turning to Harry and asked:

"You know what they say, Harry?"

"No what?"

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

"Yes I understand that is indeed an old Latin saying and so?..."

"I need to pee Harry."

At this point Harry had suspected where Brenda was going with her conversation. So there was nothing else to do but mimic Bruce, so he replied:

"Sure thing babe. I'm glad to help."

As Harry settled himself down on the floor, Brenda said:

"At least I'm not as desperate Connie and I do not want to risk ruining my clothes particularly my cute thong."

Accordingly while Bruce remained flat on his back on the floor Brenda removed her clothes. She was deliberate in her undressing and simulated a stripper dancing & stripping as she did so. Once she was completely naked except for her newly acquired engagement ring and a pearl necklace she had been wearing, Brenda positioned herself over him.

Her positioning though was different than Connie's. She placed her feet flat on the floor spread on either side of his head with her heels touching his shoulders. She bent backwards and stretched her torso backwards over him. She kept her body over him without touching by placing her palms flat on the floor. She was hoping to produce a flow that would spectacularly arc from her urethra to his face. Brenda was thinking that she might as well give Connie and Bruce a show, and thus said to Harry:

"Ok ready? Here it comes. Enjoy!"

Brenda's stream was as strong and as steady as the others and she was able to produce the desired arc. She did have some maneuverability to move her torso forwards and backwards to ensure she was splashing Harry's face. Brenda's urine though had a strong powerful odor, which everyone in the room was immediately cognizant of. However Brenda had gotten so emotionally worked up with this bizarre sex play that she was unconcerned about the reaction the others might have to her unpleasant smells. And indeed so exciting was the scene that neither Connie nor Bruce was disturbed one bit by her odor. 

As for Harry he had acquiesced to participate partly under the influence of the alcohol but partly just by plain curiosity. Prior to this night it had never occurred to him to indulge in this form of sex play. As he had watched Connie and Bruce the desire to copy them was his first reaction. As soon as Brenda's urine started landing on his face, his consciousness and awareness of all his feelings, jumped into a different plane he had never experienced before. Without any prompting he opened his mouth to catch some of her urine. His mind was filling up with erotic and exotic pleasure sensations as his mouth was filling up with her piss.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 14



The pungent odor of her urine and its bitter taste would normally have revolted him. But his mind was in a focused sexual zone. This bizarre and kinky sexual play simply excited him and induced him to explore beyond his usual sexual inhibitions. Consequently he eagerly and enthusiastically was drinking her piss and reveling in her smells.

As she was continuing to pee on him, he became aroused such that some pre cum had leaked. During the course of her peeing she had altered her positions. She eventually lowered her body and allowed her back to rest on his body. This enabled her to free her hands and she reached back with one hand to grasp his cock. As she rubbed her thumb over his cockhead she discerned his seepage. She sported a wicked smile as she finished peeing and said:

"My! My! You did seem to enjoy, Harry."

She turned over and quickly had his cock in her mouth to slurp up his liquids. Her actions naturally got him into full arousal. She withdrew from his cock and said:

"Now Harry, I am the only one in this room that has not yet been peed upon. I hate to be left out of things. I know you must have a full bladder but I am afraid with this magnificent erection you might not be able to pee at this point."

"Oh don't you worry a bit. I am quite capable of peeing when stiff."

"Oh goody!"

And so Brenda got on her knees upright like Connie had previously done and said:

"Let your urine flow!"

Harry got up and opted to get completely naked as well. Then he faced the kneeling Brenda and holding his cock aimed at her awaiting face. Unfortunately nothing happened.

Now when Brenda had started peeing on Harry, Connie had released Bruce's cock from her mouth so she could better witness what she imagined was to be a very novel episode for those two. As she was watching she had simultaneously divested herself of her remaining wet clothes so she was naked. When Harry stalled in beginning to pee on Brenda, Connie took it upon herself to come to their aid and said:

"Wait Harry, I think I can be of assistance."

Connie, by now familiar with the layout of Bruce's kitchen, got out two bowls from the cupboard. She filled one with water from the tap and the other with ice cubes from the freezer of the refrigerator. She grabbed a chair and placed it beside Harry's free hand. She placed both bowls on the chair and directing his free hand to dip into the bowl of water instructed:

"Here Harry keep your fingers in the water and soon your urge to pee will overcome you."

Sure enough Connie's idea brought forth the expected result as Harry started peeing on Brenda's face. But Connie was not finished with her bags of tricks. She picked up an ice cube in each hand. She kneeled down behind Harry and traced an ice cube along the crack of his ass. With her other hand she applied the ice cube on his sac and balls. Her actions prevented his stream from flowing steadily. Instead his urine spurted out intermittently prolonging the activity. 

Harry was in an agony of competing pleasures. There was the relief for emptying his bladder but that pleasure was somewhat diminished by the unevenness of his release. Likewise Connie's applications of ice cubes on his body produced exquisite pleasures at the same time as annoying irritants. But there was the ultimate pleasure of watching Brenda playing with his urine.

Brenda had her mouth open throughout to catch his urine stream. Once her mouth was sufficiently filled with his piss, she tilted her head further back. After gargling his piss momentarily, she forced it out of her mouth to squirt upwards and then to fall back on her face like a mini waterfall. When Harry finally finished peeing, Brenda was thoroughly wet just as if she had emerged from a normal shower. Brenda was absolutely delighted from her golden shower and she tried to verbalize her pleasure:

"Oh wow! That was a trip! I never thought peeing could be so much fun."

Connie having ceased her ice cube treatment on Harry's body laughed and observed:

"You know Brenda we seem to be perfectly compatible and destined to a symbiotic relationship with each other. We each lost our virginity to guys with unbelievably tiny male organs. We have acquired football studs who were each drafted by the NFL in the same year within the first five picks. And now as we have become engaged we each celebrated by indulging in water sports."

"Are you confessing that when Bruce presented you with your engagement ring that you celebrated by peeing on each other."

"That's exactly what I am saying."

"Well I guess peeing on each other is OK and some fun to be sure but I am ready for the real thing."

"Me too."

With that Brenda and Connie having briefly dried themselves with an available tea towel trooped to Bruce's bedroom. They each climbed on the bed to lay flat on their back with their heads on a pillow. They each lifted their legs and folded them back. They each hooked their heels under the top rail of the wrought iron headboard. Facing the bed Brenda was on the right and Connie was on the left. Rather then being completely separated Brenda positioned her left leg underneath Connie's right leg so that those two legs made an "X" cross in the middle of the bed. With such placement the girls' rumps were sufficiently exposed to allow easy access to either the asshole or the cunt. As they were ready Connie speaking for Brenda as well invited:

"OK boys come and get it. You can fuck whichever girl you want. You can put your cock in whichever hole you want. You can switch whenever you want. All Brenda and I ask is that you do not stop until we start singing." 

The site of Brenda and Connie with their legs bent back & interlocked and secured under the rail exposing their genitalia provocatively was an absolute turn on. The boys did not need any more invitation than that, as they climbed onto the bed. For variety but sticking to an undeclared protocol, Bruce started vaginally fucking Brenda whereas Harry was sticking his cock into Connie's cunt. After awhile the boys did switch to stick their cocks in the girls' ass holes. They also finally switched to fucking their own girl. Meanwhile as they were being fucked the girls faced each other smilingly. After they embraced they started kissing each other and continued kissing each other while being fucked.

Despite their previous alcohol consumption that night, both Harry and Bruce were able to produce very stiff erections but then again they were also able to fuck for a long time without spilling their cum. So they pleasured their ladies sufficiently such that they achieved their orgasms rather quickly. However because the girls were in the midst of passionate kissing when they reached their initial climaxes, the boys continued fucking oblivious of their female partner's already having achieved bliss. The girls did not protest the continuation of the application of friction in their nether regions, but once the guys switched partners, they could no longer maintain a passive emotional state. Once the guys did start spilling their sperm each girl was orgasming for the third time. And the third time was definitely a charm as each girl screamed as loudly as their lungs were capable of.

Every participant was thoroughly drained and exhausted from this sexual encounter. They fell asleep without any further dalliance. The ladies though having experienced three orgasms each fell asleep fully satisfied and sated but knowing in the back of their minds they owed their male partners a compliment for the elongated non stop intercourse.

Harry was the first to wake up around 11:00 am. With typical male angst he was anxious not to delay in starting the road trip. He awoke Brenda and the two of them got dressed to leave for his apartment. Since Connie and Bruce were privy to Harry's plans for the day and ensuing week, Harry did not feel compelled to wake them up to say any farewells since they would remain in touch throughout the summer at least prior to entering the pre-season training practices and games. When they arrived at Harry's apartment which was only a twenty minute walk away, they proceeded to effect departure. 

Knowing that they would be drinking, Harry had left the Hummer at the apartment ready for the trip. To facilitate a quick getaway, Brenda had packed two suitcases and brought them to his apartment before leaving for the draft, on the previous day. So naturally they loaded them to the vehicle together with his previously packed luggage. 

Brenda's birthday was on the next Saturday and that is why she wanted Harry to stay at her parents' home after he returned her. Her parents were giving a party to celebrate not only her birthday but the successful completion of her first year at MSU. Brenda had advised her parents that she was bringing home a boyfriend as a guest. Brenda mused that her parents would not be surprised when she was to introduce Harry as her fiancée since one only introduces serious love interests for a stay at one's parents' home. So the party should be a triple celebration.

Linda had promised to forgo a weekend with Walter to attend Brenda's birthday party. Brenda was looking forward to seeing Linda's surprised happy face when she introduced Harry as her fiancée. She had packed up the rest of her belongings and Linda had agreed to pick them up on the following Friday as she was traveling to their parents' home for the party. During the previous evening, Brenda had extracted a promise from Connie not to say anything to Linda about the engagement when she saw her. So Brenda had everything under control to spend the spring/summer break at her parents' home.

Having placed her suitcases in the Hummer, Brenda had her traveling clothes laid out. She would be also taking along the clothes she had worn and she was glad she had the presence of mind to get naked before allowing Harry to pee on her. She could just imagine her embarrassment if she had to explain to her future mother why her blouse seemed to smell of and be stained of urine.

As Harry and Brenda got undressed to shower, they could not resist in indulging in a "quickie" on his bed. The "quickie" certainly delayed their departure but Harry would not begrudge this interruption. He was discovering that he was totally addicted to fucking Brenda and could not get enough of her. They did shower after their "quickie" and dropped by a nearby McDonald's for some burgers and fries. Finally they were on the road by 1:30 in the afternoon.

Because of the location of Lansing and the area of Lake Erie, it was quicker and shorter to cut across Canada to travel to Buffalo. Accordingly Harry took I-69 to get to Port Huron to cross the border. Once in Canada the first three freeways they were to drive on were numbered curiously enough; the 402, the 401 and then the 403. After the 403 the next freeway they would be on which got them back to the United States was not numbered but instead was named the Queen Elizabeth Way or better know as the QEW. As a native of Buffalo, Harry was able to inform Brenda that this freeway, which went from Buffalo to Toronto, was named not after the present Queen but her mother. When on the QEW they would drive by Niagara Falls, and Harry promised they would visit there for a day or two during the week. Brenda was pleased as she had never been to this famed tourist attraction, despite having lived relatively close to it. 

At the beginning of the journey Brenda felt the need to clarify their engagement situation so she started a conversation with:

"Well Harry, as you have now totally sobered up, I want to verify that we are truly engaged. I just want to make sure it was not a drunken gesture on your part nor heaven forbid really a ploy to enable you to fuck me while we are at your parents' home."

"Of course we are engaged. After all, I did buy the ring when I was sober and of sound mind. I might add that the price of the ring was not insignificant. Don't tell me you are having second thoughts?"

"No absolutely not. Why Harry you must know that you are beyond anything I could have ever expected in my wildest, desirous dreams and hopes. I can't believe my good fortune. But that is my point. You are now actually famous and more importantly very rich. You will be inundated by gorgeous woman wanting a piece of you. Are you sure you want to settle for little old me?"

"First of all, you are not little and you definitely are not old."

"Please Harry be serious. You know what I mean."

"OK Brenda I just could not resist. Look ever since my junior year in high school I have been besieged by good looking females wanting to fuck me. You remember Sherry Lynn, well she was typical; empty headed but vain at the same time. I do not expect that as I have become a professional football player that the caliber of such women would change as they seem to elbow out genuine women from pursuing me. Admittedly fucking them is better than masturbation but as you say they just are substitutes for the real thing. You are the real thing Brenda."

"Oh you sweet talker; you sure know how to turn a girl's head."

Harry decided to lighten the moment by teasing:

"Mind you, your friend Connie is the real thing as well. But she does seem smitten with Bruce so I guess I am not in the picture there."

Brenda also wishing to lighten the mood, so she feigned mock anger and punched Harry in the arm saying:

"Ha! In your dreams brute! Certainly Connie doesn't mind fucking you, but Bruce is her MAN. So you fucking her won't change that."

"No and by the same token you fucking Bruce doesn't change the fact that you are my WOMAN."

"At the risk of repeating myself, you sure know how to sweet talk a girl. My pussy sure is getting wet just from hearing your words. Heaven help me if you back it up with just a grope of my body." 

"You know Brenda that I am driving and smutty talk like that will make me lose my concentration. You don't want us to crash now do you?"

"Oh pish posh! One would think that a man as experienced as you are in sex could withstand a little sexual banter and flirtation."

"A little sexual banter! Flirtation is that what you call it? My cock is so hard that it has become painful because of the tightness of my jeans. It is all I can do to keep my eyes on the road. So I really need you to tone down your temptations or I will go out of my mind" 

"Really? You don't say? I have to check this out."

And with these words Brenda moved as close to him as physically possible. She saucily placed her hand on the obvious outline of his cock, gripped it and stroked it. With a huge wicked smile she cooed in her huskiest sexiest voice:

"My! My! Oh my! I believe you are absolutely correct. I can sense your concentration on driving is absolutely being compromised and we do seem to be in great danger of crashing. Luckily though, I have a solution. Why don't you just pull over on to the shoulders out of the way of traffic. Then we can attend to your 'ahem' problem."

Harry had gritted his teeth but he complied with her suggestion. As he was pulling over she began undressing. When Harry brought the Hummer to a complete stop on the shoulder of the freeway, she was totally naked and said:

"I know my face can be off putting. Not a problem in darkness, but in broad daylight perhaps you might have cause to gag. So I have made it easy on you. As you can see you can have other things to look at besides. Especially you can feast your eyes on my boobs which I'm sure are OK. Alternatively you can munch on them if you like. Or just squeeze them, pinch them, touch them in any way; appropriately or inappropriately whatever. Our mission, remember, is to ensure that you can drive safely after this."

With that said Brenda scrambled to the back seats where there was more space and could provide a more comfortable setting to fuck. If Harry had not been aroused he would have laughed out loud at Brenda's impudent speech. Instead her words inflamed his passion more. He was too eager to fuck Brenda that all he did was lower his pants and briefs to his knee before he impaled her and she immediately wrapped her legs around his hips. Fortunately the Hummer was high above ground so that passengers in passing cars could not be sure what they were doing or why they were stopped. However this was not the case for the eighteen wheelers who as they approached could easily discern what Brenda and Harry were about. These drivers always tooted their noisy horns while passing by. Brenda invariably giggled at this but Harry had to fight to regain the strength of his erection as each toot was a distraction to his fucking.

Despite the distraction of the truckers' playful toots, Harry soon became oblivious to such outside interference as his sexual arousal overpowered him. While Harry was fucking Brenda they both mutually entered a higher level of sexual excitement. As a result both of them were grunting like animals in heat. Brenda intellectually knew she should be embarrassed by her primitive utterances but she was compelled to do so and nothing could prevent it. Harry for his part, although partially unnerved by the raw emotions of their coupling, knew that this type of sexual passion was rarely achievable. Certainly he had not experienced anything remotely similar in passion with any other female before Brenda- perhaps except for the foursomes with Connie but since Brenda was also involved that did not count. Thus Harry was in a sexual nirvana which he knew was a rare experience for most and so he was grateful.

With the onset of his ejaculation, Harry screamed in a fashion similar to the fictional Tarzan's jungle cry. Brenda would probably normally have been startled by such an animalistic noise from Harry but she was oblivious. Instead she had found herself in a fervently intense orgasm that caused her to shriek insane banalities at the top of her voice. As they calmed down from their climax they both thought that they were fortunate to be outdoors so that their noises did not disturb anyone. They also mused that once they established a permanent residence they would have to ensure that their bedroom would be sufficiently sound proofed. As Brenda was the first to recover her speech, she observed:

"Well I trust our just concluded activity has taken the edge off my previously provocative sexual banter and flirtation so that you can now resume driving safely. I might add that I-69 seems to be an appropriately named venue for our dalliance." 

Harry snorted and replied:

"Gads Brenda you are something else. I am not sure about the what else but it is something. Perhaps though you should get dressed again as soon we will approach the border. We must not startle the Canadian border guards as I understand Canada is rather a staid country which might not be prepared to admit a femme fatal such as you." 

"A femme fatal you say! Wow Harry I think; wait a minute, I know this is the most beautiful compliment anyone has ever bestowed on me. You sure know how to sweet talk me big boy. But you are right I have to behave if we are to successfully enter Canada. Mind you I would sorely be tempted to flash my tits to a border guard if he is handsome." 

Harry laughed at Brenda's sense of humor and his attraction to her was further reinforced to the extent that he could not understand why he had waited so long to officially propose to her. Harry straightened himself out and took his seat to resume driving. Brenda crawled nakedly to her seat and then started dressing. She neglected to put on her panties and bra to facilitate further opportunities as they may arise during the continuation of the journey. They crossed the border without incident but as soon as they were on the 402 and some distance removed from the Canadian border town of Sarnia, Brenda started agitating for sex. 

She unceremoniously reached over and unzipped Harry's fly to expose his cock. Then Brenda leaned down to commence a slow languorous blow job. Harry was able to drive safely about three miles but he was losing the ability to concentrate rapidly. There was no help for it but to turn on to the road's shoulders and come to a stop. Brenda was mildly peeved that she had been unsuccessful in inducing Harry to ejaculate in her mouth while he was driving but then getting fucked again on the road was sufficient compensation for such disappointment. Once the Hummer came to a full stop, Brenda crawled to the back but remained on her hands and knees, doggy style, after hiking her skirt to expose both nether holes. Brenda figured this way she was offering a choice for Harry as at this moment she did not care which hole he would care to penetrate. She instinctively knew that no matter how pleased Harry might be by her aggressive actions in commencing sexual play, nevertheless he would be uncomfortable if the result meant that he would be totally passive.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 14



Harry decided to sodomize here on the theory that the resultant copulation would inevitably cause Brenda significant soreness such that it would curb her desire for further sexual acts on this trip. Of course it was not that Harry had any aversion to the sex and it was not in his DNA or inclination to resist any sexual overtures by Brenda. Indeed these were the most exciting sexual experiences to date for him considering the public outdoor elements of their play. His reluctance had to be attributed to typical male ego. Most males when driving with their significant others would desire if not outright insist on being the sole driver; it is the manly thing to do. The drive from Lansing, Mi to Buffalo, NY was short enough to realistically drive exclusively but long enough that fatigue could easily overcome the driver if the trip was prolonged by significant interruptions.

When they left the McDonald's he was anticipating only stopping for refueling and visiting the restrooms while at the stations. That way they would arrive at his parents' home early enough to partake a supper in a usual manner with plenty of time to have a relaxing evening for his parents to get acquainted with Brenda. But these dalliances on the highway were significantly adding to the ETA. 

The sodomy was particularly time consuming. Again the passing truckers tooted their air horns and there was even some horn honking from passing regular automobiles. Since Harry's posture was visible and coupled with the visibility of part of Brenda's back and head, most of the passing motorists suspected as to what was transpiring in the Hummer. These public acknowledgements retarded the onset of Harry's climax. On the other hand Brenda was wiggling her ass during his thrusting of her rectum which intensified his exquisite pleasure. 

The build up in his sacs progressed solidly that when he finally climaxed he released a copious amount of sperm more than he ever thought possible. 

As his cock started wilting the sperm in her anal canal facilitated the slippage of the cock out of her. Brenda had reached a very intense orgasm on her own but for some reason she was not very audible contrary to her usual reaction to a climax. The feel of his cock slipping out of her caused her to involuntarily emit a loud fart which was made louder by her unusual quietness. Not only that, but the fart had the strength to blow out some of his cum from her ass and which landed on the upholstery of the Hummer. Brenda turned a beet red in her embarrassment. However somewhat secure in his regard for her she still had the presence of mind to deflect the indelicacy of her farting by quipping:

"Wow Harry you sure were able to make my ass sing." 

Harry burst out laughing at such an audacious remark. All he could reply though was a practical statement:

"Yes well once we arrive at home I will have to be on guard not to let my parents see this seat until I have the opportunity to thoroughly clean these stains."

Upon inspecting the new stains, Brenda replied:

"Oh I would not be overly worried. Since like most males you are not a neat freak of which I am sure your parents are aware, you can simply plead ignorance of having previously noticed these stains and so you have no knowledge how that might have come to appear." 

As they resumed driving, it appeared that Harry was correct in his initial assessment of the consequences of sodomizing Brenda. Sure enough she appeared to be satiated with sex as their conversation revolved to mundane matters and she actually fell asleep in her seat. After the 402, they traveled on the 401. Their stint on the 401 was the shortest of the four Canadian freeways in their journey. Curiously enough though, the 401 was actually the longest freeway of the four since it traversed the entire length of the southern part of the Province of Ontario providing the link from Montreal to Detroit.

Once they entered the 403 from the 401, Brenda awoke from her nap. As she stretched her arms to work out the kinks she said:

"Oh wow Harry! I just had the sexiest dream I have ever had. I dreamt about your cock. At first I just saw only your cock; I knew it was yours. I am by now so familiar with the sight of your magnificent tool that I don't need to see the rest of you to recognize it. Your cock became aroused as I was watching it. The veins in your cock were bulging. I gently massaged your shaft as your magnificent manhood took on a purple hue. I pulled back your foreskin to reveal a glistening drop of your pre-cum situated on your hole. I stuck my tongue out to capture this drop and another one automatically appeared. I tongued it as well and your cock got even bigger while I was maintaining a firm hold of it. I then kissed the cute hole of your cock and sighed. Then I licked your cock head. I slurped up the moisture that kept happening on your cock head. I then took your cock head into my mouth- what else could I do I thought. Oh but did your cock head feel so good in my mouth. I sensed that I was producing more saliva which made it easier to take more of your cock into my mouth. Soon I had the entire length of your shaft in my mouth so that your pubic hair was tickling my nose. I giggled at that sensation but the pleasure of feel of your entire cock overwhelmed the slight irritant of your hair. I closed my eyes as I felt your cock throb in my mouth and in my throat...." 

At this point, spurred by Brenda's evocative revelation of her dream, Harry found himself beyond any sentient control. There was no option but to turn on to the shoulders of the highway and come to a full stop. Once Harry turned off the ignition of the Hummer, he raised his trunk so he could lower his pants and briefs to his knees leaving his aroused cock fully accessible. Seeing this Brenda only said:

"Oh goody!" She then proceeded to turn her dream into reality. 

After Brenda secured a full load of Harry's cum in her mouth she decided to have some fun. She gurgled and bubbled some of the cum out of her mouth. Then she whipped out her tongue and slipped the escaping cum back into her mouth. Then she swallowed his sperm all in one gulp and burped. She giggled and turning to Harry opened her mouth wide to display the disappearance of the results of the blow job. As she was closing her mouth, Brenda uttered:

"See Harry all gone. Thank you for making my dream come true."

Harry could only shake his head at Brenda's outrageous antics but of course such made her more endearing to him. He started the Hummer to resume their drive. This time Brenda's libido finally was fully satisfied and she was content. So they arrived at his parents' home without further interruptions but about two hours later than he had anticipated when he left Lansing. 

The sexual activity throughout the trip coupled with the group sex of the night before caused Brenda to be completely content and she was purring by the trip's end. Her consequently ebullient spirit had the effect of making Harry's parents happily accept her as their future daughter notwithstanding her hideous face.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 15



When Connie woke up that Sunday after the draft day, she was aware that Harry & Brenda were gone. Next she noticed that she was suffering a splitting headache. It was obviously a hangover as a result of her previous night's drinking. She then spied Bruce's limp cock. She automatically popped it into her mouth with the notion that sucking his cock might reduce the pain in her head. Happily for Connie, this proved to be the right remedy. The concentration of sucking Bruce's cock distracted her brain. The feel of his cock in her mouth plus the feel of the expansion of his cock in her mouth as a result of her oral stimulation made her forget all about her initial awaking malaise.

The usual elation she felt in sucking Bruce's cock was further enhanced with the realization that he was asleep throughout. Bruce in fact did not wake up until the middle of his ejaculation. He had been experiencing an erotic dream. Thus when he woke up he achieved the ultimate wet dream with the added benefit that he was not soiling the bed sheets! 

As Connie swallowed Bruce's ejaculate and released his cock from her mouth, she happily noticed that it was not wilting but instead remained hard. Well not one to waste a golden opportunity like that, Connie promptly got on her knees, straddled Bruce's crotch facing him and impaled herself. She then bent forward and embraced him so that her tits were squashed against his chest. Kicking out her legs she started fucking him completely on top of his body. She actually was purring. The feel of his cock inside her, the feel of her entire body on his was simply heavenly. Connie quickly climaxed. As she was audibly grunting her orgasm she was overjoyed to realize that Bruce was also cumming again; this time pumping his sperm into her vagina. So pleased was she by his stamina she could not help but comment:

"Wow what a man Bruce! I did not think it possible for a guy to cum twice in such a short interval. You make my pussy sing."

"We aim to please"

"Oh Brucey you did more than please. Why when I woke up I had the mother of all hangovers. Sucking on your cock provided immediate relief and your cock in my cunt completely dissipated my headache. I think as a service to the public I should correspond with the New England Journal of Medicine to report my discovery of the cure for a hangover."

"I don't know Connie, I don't think one instance is sufficient for scientific acceptance. I believe you will have to get drunk and experience subsequent hangovers a few more times before you can conclusively show that sex is a cure for hangovers. Mind you If you do want to eventually report such findings of course I am not adverse to being your guinea pig for the necessary experimentation. I always love to help society"

They both laughed at their banality. Now that they were fully awake they noticed the rankness of their body odor. The entire bedroom not just the bed sheets reeked of sex. In addition the kitchen also had an unmistakable odor of human urine. Connie went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of orange juice for Bruce and one for herself. When she returned, she exclaimed:

"Whew this room stinks; and the kitchen smells of piss- I wonder why hmmm? Oh well we will have to open the windows wide and if you change the bed sheets I will wash the kitchen floor. Then we can take a shower and I will make us some brunch OK?"

"Sure babe." 

Finishing his orange juice, Bruce got off the bed to tend to his assigned chores. Meanwhile Connie got a pail and appropriate cleaner from under the kitchen sink. She filled the pail with hot water and the cleaning solution and with a rag proceeded to wash the floor on her hands and knees. Both of them had remained naked since they were going to take a shower promptly anyway. So when Bruce finished he went to the kitchen to check with Connie and was greeted with a bone hardening sight.

What he saw was Connie completely naked on her hands and knees halfway out of the door of the kitchen. She was apparently almost done washing the kitchen floor. What was very provocative to him was that her butt facing him and was naturally sticking high off the floor at a 45 degree angle. With such a vision her bald puffy labia lips and her slit were enticingly on display. His cock immediately hardened iron rock hard. As he contemplated the view he knew he had no option but to drop to his knees behind her. He reached his hands under to fondle her tits while he started to fuck her doggy style.

Connie gasped:

"Oh! Oh! Oh my! Oh fuck Brucey! I might not finish cleaning the floor."

"Fuck the floor."

"Oh no Brucey. Don't fuck the floor. You must keep fucking me."

"Literally fucking the floor was not my intention."

"Oh goody Brucey. Just keep shoving that lovely cock in my cunt. Make my pussy sing again."

"You love my cock don't you?"

"Oh yes Brucey. I love your cock. I love it when your cock is in my cunt. Your cock is so big. It fills me up. I feel stuffed. Oh! Oh yeah! Do it to me. Fuck me good big boy! Oh Brucey!" 

At this point Connie lost her ability to articulate anymore. She alternated in grunting, squeaking, gasping and cursing. When she reached her climax she screamed out a wolf like howl. After she finished howling, she began whimpering and mewling in an endeavor to reach a sentient comprehension again. She was so far gone in her sexual ecstasy that she was totally unaware that Bruce had ejaculated in her. She collapsed to settle prone on the floor. She turned her head to the right resting her left cheek on the floor. As she regained her sanity she said:

"I really believe I need a shower badly."

Bruce had experienced a sexual ecstasy of unprecedented proportions. Seeing Connie naked on her hands and knees washing the floor with her cunt prominently displayed inflamed his lust for her to a boiling point. His actions in fucking her were absolutely animalistic. His contribution in the conversation was automatic without any thought behind the words he uttered. As he was fucking her he felt he might be hurting her by his rough handling of her. However he did not discern any complaint on her part so that any apprehension that he was causing her pain remained a stray thought in his mind. That stray thought though was in actuality the only substantive consideration that registered in his brain during this copulation.

In reality while he was fucking her he lost touch with his conscious mind. Instead a kaleidoscope of pleasure emotions swirled around his brain and his vision was likewise affected. The sounds Connie was emitting had the effect of completing his mind's separation from the conscious world. His ejaculation was only an automatic reaction to the bodily stimulation of their intercourse. In essence he had a separate orgasm albeit in conjunction with the release of his sperm in her vagina. His mind was overcome by the pleasure sensations that he almost blacked out. During the afterglow of their intercourse, he remained in such suspension of realty until he heard Connie's remark concerning the need for a shower.

Connie's remark slapped Bruce into reality much like the effect of a pail of water would have when poured upon a sleeping person. The first thing that registered in Bruce's mind was that her remark was remarkably mundane compared to the excitement and intensity of their sexual intercourse which he undoubtedly believed she had experienced as well as he. This absurdity then prompted him to break out into hysterical laughter. As Connie was still in the midst of her afterglow she took no notice of his potentially offending reaction to her words. If truth were to be told her words were really a spur of the moment utterance merely tending to return herself to the land of sentient beings. She actually was unaware of his laughter. Thus her eventual return from languor occurred when he said:

"Right babe! We both need one. To conserve water being the ecological friendly people that we are we should share. Come on then."

Bruce helped Connie to her feet and they both marched to the shower. Nothing untoward initially happened during their mutual shower as they concentrated on thoroughly washing themselves. Connie was even able to feign indifference as Bruce washed her back and followed with a thorough cleaning of her genitals. However it was a different story when she began to wash his cock. Yes Bruce's cock hardened upon Connie's efforts to clean it. She sighed:

"You're just insatiable Bruce!"

Of course Connie was not complaining. Without requiring or waiting for a verbal response, Connie placed a foot on a raised ledge meant for holding soaps. This facilitated the necessary logistics of a standing shower copulation. She embraced him after having inserted his cock into her cunt and thus induced him to start fucking her. This fucking was definitely short but incredibly sweet. Connie did climax in conjunction with his ejaculation. After her orgasm she resumed cleaning their bodies so that they emerged squeaky clean after all the sex each had had since their last shower. 

This time they donned robes rather than remain naked; Connie had some time previously left one of her robes permanently in Bruce's closet. They went to the kitchen where Connie prepared a couple of omelets for themselves. It is a testimony of Bruce's cooking skills that he had in his refrigerator the necessary ingredients. As they were eating Connie started a conversation:

"You know Bruce as much as I love having sex with you and in fact there is nothing more I'd rather do, there is the real world out there, where we have to function in. I do have to sit for a final exam Tuesday, morning as well as another one on Thursday afternoon. You have to write your final exam on Friday afternoon."

"That is true my hunny bun and your point is...?"

"Well if behooves us that we do not flunk these exams but rather ace them instead. Don't you agree?"

"Well duh ya."

"So what I am saying is that perhaps we ought to study for these exams and refrain from sex which otherwise might hinder us from achieving our optimum results." 

"Well I suppose there is some merit to your proposal." 

"Don't look so devastated Bruce. We will only be celibate until next Friday afternoon a mere five days from now. Why this is a shorter period of absence of sex than the time you went to Indianapolis for the Combines."

Connie's observation startled Bruce. It made him realize that since the New Year he and Connie probably went no more than three days without having sexual intercourse. The Combines then truly was the only exclusive week long dry spell. Of course Bruce suspected that Connie and Brenda probably engaged in some hanky panky during that interval and so he slyly retorted: 

"You do have point there Connie. I suppose though this sacrifice of celibacy is heavier on your part since you might not have been so deprived during the Combines week." 

Connie blushed as she understood exactly his allusion and so she replied:

"Hush sweetheart you need not speculate on what does not concern you. In any case after your exam on Friday we will fuck like rabbits or perhaps like minks until Saturday afternoon whereupon we will have to repair to Grosse Pointe for Brenda's birthday party. After the party we can return here; it would be poor form for us to remain at Brenda's parents' home for a possible reprise of last night. We can then continue fucking like rabbits or minks until the following Wednesday when you start your final course. I will of course move in at that time and we can leisurely fuck thereafter." 

"Sounds like a plan. But are you not afraid if we continuously fuck during the time I am attending this last class I'll be so distracted that I may flunk this course and not attain my B.A.?"

"As Brenda would say; pish posh! I said we would fuck leisurely; no more than three times per day- once when we go to bed for the night- perhaps once during the middle of the night as the occasion demands- and once we wake up. That leaves us with plenty of time for me to tutor you for your first year history class; which I have taken and aced. I expect you will pass with flying colors. After all I do not want to marry a dumb jock. I want to marry a smart jock."

Bruce laughed and guffawed at Connie's definition of leisure fucking. But then again he had a pretty good idea of what she contemplated as serious intensive fucking. However he did want to clarify another point and so he asked:

"Do you mean to suggest my attaining a B.A. converts me from a dumb jock to a smart one?"

"Indubitably. At least so society dictates. Sometimes one has to follow society's strictures if only to get along with one's peers. Thus it is better to adhere to picayune demands if one wants to be taken serious on controversial important matters."

Bruce laughed some more at what he felt was an absurd observation. He did though reply:

"All right Connie, I can see the necessity for celibacy from now until Friday. But can we not postpone it for one more 'quickie'?"

"I believe to date that is your most verbose demand to fuck. Of course I have no option but to acquiesce to your romanticism."

Connie stood up and discarded her robe. Opening his robe as he remained sitting on his kitchen floor, she hopped on to his lap and grasped his now hardened cock. Guiding it to her cunt she started riding him with surprising enthusiasm. Surprising in the sense she acted as if it was her first fuck within the past week as opposed to her umpteenth in the past twelve hours. Their fucking on the chair lasted for a relatively short time but their passion was so engaged that each enjoyed a very satisfactory orgasm. When Connie got off Bruce to head towards the bathroom there was an unmistakable squishing sound emanating from her cunt as she took her first steps. Smiling she turned to Bruce and said:

"I believe you've filled me up but good Bruce." 

The following days unfolded as Connie had outlined. She returned to the dorm to study. She and Bruce had the forbearance to concentrate on their studies and refrain from contact with each other during that week. Consequently, she was pleased with her efforts when sitting for her exams. Upon the Friday afternoon, as Bruce was writing his exam, Connie was meeting Linda. The meeting had been arranged to accommodate Brenda. Linda was to pick up Brenda's belongings to return them to their parents' home and thus save Brenda the bother of coming to East Lansing when returning from Buffalo. When Linda arrived the two of them right away set to the task to load Brenda's belongings into Linda's car. They had no meaningful conversation until their task was completed. Then Connie asked:

"Do you want a soda before you go; I got some in our portable fridge?"

"I'd love some as I do have some exciting news I'm dying to tell you."

Connie got a couple of cokes, handing a can to Linda as they both sat down on the bed and Connie replied:

"Oh? What a happy coincidence I have some good news too that I know I can't keep silent about even though Brenda will probably kill me for telling you first and not allow her to tell you first herself. I had promised her not to so perhaps you can play dumb"

"Ah that can only mean that Harry has proposed to Brenda. I am not too surprised since it explains why she went to Buffalo this week. It would also explain why he is coming back with her to visit my parents. Her birthday party is just a ploy."

"Well Harry proposed to Brenda last Saturday night during the celebrations at the Harrison Roadhouse upon his and Bruce's selections in the draft. The trip to Buffalo was arranged beforehand. Brenda had accepted the lame excuse Harry had given for the invitation to meet his parents as she was certainly surprised by Harry's offer for marriage that night. I believe she was under the apprehension that because of her face Harry would never ask her so she accepted his proposal within a nano second before he could change his mind."

"Well last Saturday seems to have been a truly auspicious night indeed for the Porter sisters. You see Connie, your brother proposed to me that night. As I am a slut and a whore with no expectations of a marriage proposal from a decent guy, I of course accepted within a nano second as well before he changed his mind." 

"Congratulations Linda! But stop running yourself down. You are not a slut and a whore; you are just a girl with a healthy sexual appetite. My brother is really a great guy and I know an obvious slattern would never hold his interest long enough to induce him to offer a marriage proposal."

"That is sweet of you to say so and certainly very politic as we are going to be sisters. We are planning to marry the third Saturday of August. I am going to ask Brenda to be my Maid of Honor and I would love to have you as my Bridesmaid. Would you do me the honor?"

"Oh yes nothing would please me more than to be your Bridesmaid. I am somewhat miffed that I have been engaged longer than you but that you will marry before me."

"Oh I know you are sure of Bruce and you ought to know he cannot do better, so there is no hurry for you to marry. You should at least obtain your degree even if you are not going to have a career. Bruce will obviously be able to provide for you lavishly but still you owe it to your self esteem to be all the woman you can be. You are still very young and there will be plenty of time for you to have children after you finish your schooling. I on the other hand do not have that luxury as I am more advanced in my stage in life."

"Oh come on Linda! You are only two years older than me; not exactly a crone. You have plenty of time to fool around before your biological clock actually matters."

"I am not going to enlighten you about the sordid details of my past. Suffice it to say I did not have a childhood. I may be chronologically only two years older than you but my experience puts me much further along in life than you. In fact before I met your brother my future and my aspirations seemed to have been set. I had a job I liked which paid me sufficiently to live in relative comfort. I was attractive enough to acquire as much male companionship I desired. Given my promiscuity I accepted the fact I was not going to marry or have a decent guy pine away for me. The vicious cycle for me was that the more of a slut I had become the more entrenched I became in my useless lifestyle."

Linda continued:

"That all changed when I met your brother. He liked me! He liked me as a person! He really liked me as a woman! This was a truly heady experience for me. In the past, every guy I dated, er fucked, I knew had no interest in me personally. I was just a piece of ass readily available to meet their primeval needs. I was OK with that as I did not think I deserved more in life."

Connie gasped and interrupted:

"I had no idea that you were filled with such self loathing as you now seem to imply. When I first met you in November I truly admired you as the quintessential modern woman leading a sophisticated life. Had I not already been involved with Bruce I would have actually envied you."

"Well yes I have the great ability to hide my inadequacies. Walter suggested I see a physiologist and thus I was better able to grapple with my inner demons and emerge as a stronger woman. With the therapy sessions I became better able to understand myself; for example I am cognizant that I have now been identifying and referring Walter as 'your brother' as opposed to 'my fiancée' or 'my husband to be'. I believe this is an unconscious ploy on my part to acknowledge my gratitude to you for being instrumental in meeting him. That is just an example of my lifelong method of hiding my feelings in order to mask my pain."

"I don't understand how does saying 'your brother' instead of 'my fiancée' mask your pain and besides what pain?"




Brenda and Connie Ch. 15



"I know it sounds muddled but I am in shock that Walter proposed. I believed, no make that I was certain, that no decent guy would even want to have an affair with me never mind want to marry me. After all I have been extremely sexually active since I was twelve years old. I couldn't even get a date for my Senior Prom for goodness sake! So no guy wants a slut and a whore like that. Naturally such impression was a constant source of pain and misery for me. I think that by referring Walter as 'your brother' makes me believe my being engaged is normal. Whereas if I referred to him as my fiancée, I would have the self loathing feeling in the back of my mind. Like 'who am I kidding?' and 'A decent guy like Walter would want to marry you? Dream on girl'." 

Wow Linda you've become quite the introvert."

"Yes well my therapy did two things for me. I understood what drove me to be a slut and a whore and this in turn removed the self disgust I harbored. With that realization I finally started to like myself. However despite this positive influence I do frequently lapse into my previous negativity. To fight this I am prepared to truly give of myself the greatest love as I never had bestowed before and Walter is the lucky recipient of the new me." 

"Well in matters of sexual technique the old you could not have been all that bad as I fondly remember how sexy you were last November."

"Lesbian sex has different dynamics in play. In any case prior to Walter I had no regard for any of my lovers never mind even feeling a hint of love. And the guys made it quite clear they did not give a shit about me either. With you and Brenda that was 180 degrees opposite. I have always loved Brenda from the moment she was born even though we have not been particularly close. As for you, although I did not know you at that time, nevertheless you showed more interest in me as a person than every other acquaintance I knew. Your quaint offer to allay my incest concerns showed a willingness to accommodate me not just to ensure sex but to make me happy and comfortable. In contrast, all my male lovers did not bother to make any effort to ensure that I would enjoy the sex. That is why I will always cherish that night in November and it is certainly far more memorable than the countless sex I had had, apart from Walter that is."

"I can relate to that. I have loved and love Bruce more than anything else and the sex we have had and will have, will always be the gold standard of sex for me. Nevertheless the night I had sex with the Porter sisters is definitely seared in my memory."

Linda then continued:

"I want to confide something to you. Of course Walter and I had a celebratory fuck after he proposed and I accepted. However on Sunday the ramifications that I was going to marry hit me. You know there is a saying that 'there is none more righteous than a reformed hooker'. I am afraid I have fallen into such syndrome. No, I do not mean I am going to try making amends to my previous promiscuity by being obnoxious to all I meet and urge they lead a chaste life. But I do want to experience a more traditional life. I have thrown away my birth control pills. I hope I prove to be very fecund and bring a dozen children into this world as they will have a sensational father. Obviously Walter will have a most important say on this topic but I hope he will be able to tolerate at least six children."

"My God Linda do you really think you can handle lots of children?"

"When I set my mind to anything then I can accomplish it. So if I want to raise 12 children then I certainly am capable of raising 12 children. The main point is that despite my promiscuous past I want to be and be considered a normal bride. I will wear a traditional white dress and I would not feel hypocritical since a virgin bride these days is rarer than hens' teeth. But to complete the façade of normalcy I do not want my first child born before nine months of my wedding. The consensus of medical opinion suggests that it takes a woman several months after going off the Pill before she becomes truly fertile and because I want a child as soon as humanly possible is why I have gone off the Pill already. But then nothing is certain in life except death and taxes so to truly ensure I do not become pregnant before I marry I must refrain from sex. Accordingly, I got Walter to agree to a moratorium of sex until we marry some three months hence." 

"My God Linda that is lame. Even if you did get pregnant right away, considering your wedding is a mere three months away you can always pretend a premature birth. Besides according to the law your child is legitimate since you married before its birth. The child is legitimate even if born a minute after your marriage becomes official." 

"Certainly and that is really not my true motive. I am not sure I can make Walter really understand my female point of view. I know that to fully complete my wedding I require myself to feel traditionally normal, i.e. I want to feel like I am a virgin bride. The only way I can conjure up such feelings and sentiments is to follow through with a no sex moratorium. Then my wedding night will mean something. Looking forward to it will make the wedding planning more exciting. The waiting will transform me into even a more beautiful bride since I can authentically project a fresh innocent image."

"That's not a female point of view since even I, a female, cannot identify with it. No this is your own weird thinking."

"Maybe so, but the bottom line is that I believe my marriage will have a better chance if I undergo this discipline of restraint. I once saw an ironic adult comic strip probably in Playboy magazine. In the first strip a couple get out of bed obviously having had sex. The second strip shows them getting dressed. The third strip shows them getting married in a regular wedding ceremony. The fourth and final strip shows them back in bed. I don't want my wedding night to be anything like."

"OK I kind of understand what you are feeling, but still no sex for three months," Connie shuddered.

"Yes well one must be prepared to make sacrifices in life to achieve worthwhile success."

"But Linda no sex for three months when it is so readily available...."

At this point a sexual tension suddenly engulfed both girls as they were looking at each other. They stared at each other's lips and became mesmerized with lust. Before either one of them knew what was happening they embraced and started a most passionate kiss. As the kissing prolonged they were pawing each other's body and were also undressing themselves. In a remarkably short time they were both completely naked and without any words launched into a frantic 69 with Linda on top, probably because Connie was the bigger woman.

The licking and slurping of each other's pussy was intense. Each girl's vagina creamed and their love juices seemed to taste better than either girl expected. Connie stuck three fingers into Linda's anus causing some pain. Linda retaliated by penetrating her whole fist into Connie's vagina while she was sucking on Connie's clit. The inflicted pain was ephemeral of course as both girls were accustomed to rough sex and relished in it. Soon the girls reached their climax as the pleasures sensations starting from their cunts seeped throughout their bodies. Their mutual orgasms were of the most exquisite nature prompting each to scream at the top of their lungs. Luckily the whore dormitory was virtually deserted so no one was there to hear the climax.

When it was over and Linda rolled off Connie, she was totally dazed and almost incoherent. Robotically she gathered her clothes. Once dressed Linda turned to the still naked Connie who was in a sexual stupor and said:

"That was hmm er nice. I got to go. See you at Brenda's birthday party tomorrow night."

Linda rushed out of the room not bothering to wash even her face so that the sex smell still lingered on her person. She hopped into her car and quickly headed towards Grosse Pointe. Linda was fuming as troubling guilty thoughts were disturbing her brain. She was thinking: 'What is the matter with me? I got Walter to agree to no fucking until the wedding night and here I am fucking his sister. My sister to be for gosh sakes! And I am not even a lesbian. Oh but the sex with Connie was good! Wasn't it just wonderful? Stop that you slut whore. And here I am trying to pass myself off as decent. Hah I am nothing but a piece of shit.' 

Despite such negative thoughts by the time she reached her parents' home she had calmed down. She had rationalized the incident away as merely a bump in the road in her journey to respectability.

Connie on the other hand had no guilt feelings. She was certain of her bond and commitment to Bruce. He was her soul mate and she did not hide anything from him. She viewed her occasional girl on girl sex as equivalent to masturbation; merely an alternative to relieve sexual tension when Bruce was not available. True lesbian sex was more intensive than masturbation. There is no denying she loved the Porter sisters beyond the normal scope of friendship and their about to be status as sisters. Nevertheless her love for Bruce and his to her was sacrosanct. Every other feeling paled compared to her love for Bruce. She knew in her bones that despite the frequency of divorce and the temptations Bruce would be facing as a professional possibly famous star athlete, their love will not be compromised. When she took her vows it will be absolutely inviolable that her marriage would only end upon death. 

Connie rallied from her languor and took a shower. She then readied herself to meet Bruce after he finished his exam around five. Since Connie had not been with Bruce during that week, her pussy moistened in anticipation as soon as she left the dorm to meet him. The sex with Linda had not diminished her enthusiasm to fuck Bruce as soon as possible. If anything she was even more eager. So after the perfunctory greeting Connie urged:

"Come on Bruce let's get to your apartment my pussy is already wet for your cock."

"Whoa don't you want to eat first?"

"We can order take out later. Right now I rather taste your cock instead."

"So you are ready to fuck like rabbits or minks."

"Yeah whatever. I expect to fuck non-stop until we have to leave for Grosse Pointe tomorrow afternoon. Late tomorrow afternoon that is. Well maybe we will have to sleep a little bit so you can drive us properly. And I guess we will have to eat something in the interval but other than that we will be fucking. I have a pussy that has been deprived of your cock for five solid days and it needs to be serviced."

Bruce laughed as they headed for his apartment. As soon as they got inside Connie immediately got a hold of his pants belt to undo it. Bruce halted her:

"Whoa hold on sweetheart. I have a surprise for you."

"What?"

"Since we are going to be fucking like minks I thought this gift might be appropriate for the occasion."

Then he reached into the front hall closet and produced an expensive mink coat he had purchased that week. Then he said:

"Obviously you will not be wearing this until the fall and winter but why not try it on now; see if it fits."

"Oh gosh! Oh my God Brucey! Wow! What can I say? I think I am going to like being married to a rich and generous gentleman. Just a minute let me get ready so I can wear it properly for the first time." 

Without moving from her spot she kicked off her shoes. Then she undressed and tossed her clothes aside not caring where they ended up. Once completely nude she put on the coat that Bruce was holding. She did not button up the coat but instead she twirled around 360 degrees to provide Bruce a decedent look of her essential nude body clothed only by the gorgeous coat. His cock tented against his slacks. Connie then said:

"Drop your pants mister. This coat needs some breaking into."

Bruce removed his shoes and clothes to become totally naked as well. Then standing still he watched as Connie knelt down on the rug to take his cock in her hands. She kept the coat unbuttoned so that her tits and cunt were provocatively visible. The wearing of the fur coat while she was fondling him was a totally unexpected erotic sight for him. This alone made it worthwhile for him to acquire the coat for her. 

She touched him feeling the satin warmth of his skin and the iron hardness underneath. Thick veins ridged the length of his penis as the pulse of blood pounded its flesh. His pre-cum quickly appeared as she tentatively slipped out her tongue to slurp it into her mouth. The taste was heavenly; pure ambrosia. Her mind was slowly turning into mush. As Bruce moaned, he uttered:

"There you go honey. Let me feel that soft tongue of yours. Do you know it feels like a rasp stimulating my blood even more? It is quite different as to how your cunt feels when it grips my cock."

She took his mushroom shaped head of his cock fully into her mouth moaning herself as she fully tasted him. She kept only the head in her mouth as she vigorously stroked his shaft. The action forced some more pre-cum from his hole which she savored as she swallowed it. Then she stopped stroking and placing both hands on his buttocks she leaned her head to his torso to take all of his cock into her mouth and throat.

At this point as Connie was caressing his ass cheeks, Bruce placed his hands in her hair. Thus he had control of her head to maneuver it along his cock and so he was actually fucking her mouth. She grunted and growled as he had control of the oral sex but she did not otherwise protest his mastery over her. When he was about to explode he released his hands from her head so that she could accommodate his ejaculation comfortably. His release of sperm was copious but Connie ever the expert in cock sucking captured all of his cum, not letting a drop escape her mouth. 

She then stood up and opened her mouth wide in front of him to demonstrate that his cum was all gone. Then with a huge saucy smile she grabbed his hand to lead him to the bedroom and said:

"I don't want you to go soft on me right now. I need to be fucked in this magnificent coat."

Bruce hesitated:

"It is one thing for a blow job; as one can contain the flow of sperm. But that is not the case in vaginal penetration. After fucking inevitably some cum will ooze out of your cunt not to mention the female juices you would be spilling out as well. Aren't you afraid we will stain the coat no matter how careful we may be?" 

"So now you know why God invented dry cleaning. Come on I must be fucked in this coat and I must be fucked now. Don't shirk your duty."

Bruce laughed and followed Connie to the bedroom. She plunked herself flat on her back as she beckoned him with open arms clad by the coat. Notwithstanding the recently finished blow job Bruce's cock stiffened as soon as Connie was provocatively positioned in bed. So he quickly impaled her in missionary fashion. He started pumping away as her heels rested on his ass to provide maximum penetration. As she was caressing his back while he was fucking her he felt the fur covering her arms. The feel of the mink fur on his back was a significant factor in causing him to reach his climax quite early. Luckily for Connie the blow job, the wearing of the mink fur coat was sufficient to cause her to orgasm at the same time as Bruce was cumming. 

They fucked only once again with her wearing the fur coat. This time he was sodomizing her in doggy fashion. The bottom part of the coat was covering her ass puddling on his shaft as he was fucking her. The erotic vision was incredible and Bruce felt he was getting more of a kick out of sex then he ever imagined possible. He vowed that in the future he was going to insist on more sessions with her wearing this coat while he fucked her. Possibly he would have her wear high heels as well.

They ordered take out (Chinese) and he ate naked while she still wore the coat. They then placed the coat on a hanger on the closet noting that yes it will require some dry cleaning. They then fucked continuously. They did sleep roughly between 3:00 AM until about 10:00 o'clock in the morning when they resumed their marathon fucking. 

Unbeknownst to them their sexual activity was being viewed by....Spencer Thorneburg. When Spencer finally made contact with Connie that January Tuesday, obsession of her and his love for her changed to hate but the obsession remained intact. He now stalked her. At this he was quite proficient as Connie had no idea she was being watched by him. As he had been taking an advanced technical mechanical course of studies and having already established a hobby interest in the same he was well versed in wiretapping and eavesdropping as any lay person could be. So as he discovered where Connie resided he planted a bug in her dormitory room. 

Consequently he was privy to the lesbian sex Connie indulged in that third weekend in February. He was absolutely disgusted with Connie over those sexual incidents. He realized that while her supposed boyfriend was away, she had no problem in having sex with others and the others were female. Spencer was truly homophobic more so than most. Most heterosexual males that abhorred gays were at least tolerant if not outright intrigued by lesbianism. Not Spencer; he viewed lesbianism as absolutely decadent and depraved. 

To discover that Connie indulged in girl on girl sex was a shocking blow to him. He had loved her but to learn of her depravity made him feel that he was a victim of the siren's song. At this point his mind cracked and he was losing it. In his stalking he ascertained that Connie's boyfriend was Bruce and was able to pinpoint Bruce's apartment. Deeming that a more professional surveillance was necessary to gauge Connie's wickedness, Spencer had sufficient sums of money to hire a private investigator in April. Despite the illegality, the investigator was not adverse under Spencer's instructions to plant cameras throughout Bruce's apartment. There was one in the bedroom, kitchen, living room and even the bathroom. Spencer had monitors for each camera so he could view the activity live while being in his own apartment.

Accordingly he was constantly viewing the monitors and kept himself apprised of Connie's sexual activities when she visited Bruce. He was continuously shocked by Connie's sexuality and her wantonness. Each shock had the effect of deteriorating his sanity. Finally the straw that broke his camel's back was what he witnessed that Saturday night/Sunday morning of the draft day. To see Connie pissing on Bruce and seeing him piss on her followed by four way group sex was an abomination he could never have visualized possible.

'Why these people are absolutely evil,' thought Spencer. 'They are depraved disciples of Satin. They need to die so their sins cannot pollute the world'. Yes Spencer's mind had succumbed to a religious fervor. He now believed it was God's command that he kill Bruce and especially Connie. To this end he travelled to Detroit that Monday. After a few days he was able to purchase an illegal handgun through sources emanating from a drug dealer he knew. He returned to his apartment that Friday and was able to view the sex Connie and Bruce partook in. Her fur coat was yet another symbol of decadence that Spencer could not loathe enough.

He had bought a box of wine which he drank as he viewed the sexual antics. As he continued drinking he became more incensed at the depravity he was seeing. Nevertheless his voyeurism was titillating to him such that he remained glued to the monitors. As he kept watching the more convinced he became that Connie and Bruce had to be wiped out of the world, but the sex he saw was more enthralling than the average pornography he had watched. When Bruce and Connie finally stopped fucking and fell asleep, Spencer also collapsed into sleep sitting in his chair with his head resting on the table containing the video monitors. 




Brenda and Connie Ch. 15



When he woke up that Saturday morning, he saw that that Bruce and Connie were also awake and were ....fucking! To his righteous dismay they looked so refreshed and were having sex with renewed vigor. They were enjoying it! Spencer definitely went over the edge. He was on a mission from God! He had to stop this. He had to stop it right now. So he grabbed his handgun and made sure it was fully loaded. Then he jumped into his car and headed towards Bruce's apartment. 

Bruce's apartment had a direct outside entrance. When Spencer arrived he was able to enter Bruce's apartment without resistance since Bruce had inadvertently left his door unlocked. Spencer headed unerringly to the bedroom and kicked in the door. As he saw Bruce and Connie in the midst of coupling in the traditional missionary position he screamed:

"You fucking whore! You don't deserve to live..."

Bruce jumped turned around to face Spencer and shouted:

"What the fuck....."

Spencer shot Bruce dead; the bullet accurately struck Bruce right between his eyes. Bruce had had no chance. Connie screamed in terror. Spencer turned and shot Connie in the head.

Recognizing the horror he had inflicted and the enormity of his action, Spencer dropped his gun out of his hand. He involuntary collapsed to the floor and reverted to a fetal position. While holding his sides he started babbling like a child mumbling justifications for what he had done. That is how the police found him when they arrived on the scene. They quickly dispatched him to the jail. Connie was rushed to the Sparrow Hospital for emergency surgery. 

Meanwhile at Lackawanna, N.Y. the suburb of Buffalo where Harry's parents lived, Brenda was having a great visit. Initially the Quinns were surprised by Brenda's appearance and her disfigured face. They had been used to seeing only gorgeous looking females in their son's company and they wondered why he would settle for such a pathetic looking girl. However Brenda's wit and charm soon won them over.

What sealed the deal for the senior Quinns was Brenda's intelligence. Although they had seen their son with some truly breath-taking beauties those beauties invariably all proved to be empty headed. They knew their son well enough that they knew he would not be happy with a stupid wife. Brenda on the other hand was no dummy and they could see she would prove to be an equal partner to their son. Each night the elder Quinns heard sexual sounds emanating from their son's bedroom despite the fact that his bedroom was in the basement whereas theirs was upstairs on the second floor. Rather than being annoyed or incensed, the Quinns only smiled as the noise was proof positive that their son was going to have a happy sex life with his bride to be. What else could a parent hope for his/her child beside financial success? 

That Thursday, Harry took Brenda to Niagara Falls. She was to forever recall that day with the fondest memories. It without a doubt rated as her happiest day to date in her young life. The Quinns had obviously accepted her and she was pleased that she would not have future problems. Harry treated her like he genuinely cherished her. As they meandered around the Canadian side of the Falls and mingling with other tourists, for the first time in her life Brenda felt normal and not a freak. She felt she was just another typical tourist who was accompanied by the man she loved. She felt that she was married. Hell in her mind on that day she was truly married. All she lacked was a marriage certificate to make it officially so but that would eventually happen so she was under no apprehension nor did it diminish her enjoyment of the day.

They had an excellent Italian meal in the downtown area close to the Falls. Harry booked then in a luxurious suite in the best hotel. The sex that night was phenomenal. Brenda felt so truly loved. She was at her most passionate level throughout that night's love making. Her passion was spurred by the gratitude she felt for Harry loving her. She grunted; she squealed; she screamed and she moaned. It was all she could do to emphasize her happiness and her contentment. Harry reacted in similar fashion that she no longer had any doubt that he loved her. When she woke up the next day to return to Lackawanna, she was all smiles; like the cat that swallowed the canary.

That Friday night the Quinns held a gala party to celebrate of course Harry's contract with the Cleveland Browns. But the party turned out to be in reality a celebration of Harry's engagement to Brenda. All of Harry's local friends, acquaintances and relatives came. Even Harry's high school flames were present but they did not give either Brenda or Harry a hard time. If anyone thought ill of Brenda's visage they were too polite to betray such ignoble sentiments. Consequently Brenda was overjoyed. Her future seemed assured. 

She had no apprehension of introducing Harry to her family. She knew he would be impressed by her parents and he should have no qualms with meeting the rest of her relatives, friends and acquaintances. Now her parents were planning only to celebrate her 19th birthday. However obviously aware that Connie and Linda would meet that afternoon, she suspected Connie would spill the beans to Linda about her engagement never mind the promise. That would mean Linda would inform her parents and her parents might convert her birthday party to a gala event like the Quinns' fete. Even if that was to be the case she was up for it. After leading a mundane life punctuated by people avoiding her because of her scarred face, going through two days where people were continuously congratulating her for her good fortune was a tonic.

Brenda and Harry did not get to bed until after 2:00 AM; so lively was that party that Friday night. So Harry did not get on the road until about 11:00 AM. When they got into the Hummer to leave, the ever eagle eyed Brenda spotted that Harry had loaded an originally wrapped what appeared to be a coat, obviously newly purchased which had not been part of their luggage. When Brenda inquired, Harry hemmed and hawed and indicated he will let her know more about it when they got to her parents' home. She then thought no more about it.

Their return trip this time, as they were going to metro Detroit and not to Lansing, was confined to remaining in the United States. Thus the itinerary was I-90 connecting with I-80 to I-75 and finishing with I-94 to Grosse Pointe. As Brenda was totally wiped out from the previous two days activities, she was not as frisky as the initial road trip from Lansing. Consequently there was no hanky panky as Brenda remained subdued throughout the trip. She actually did not converse much as they simply listened to the music playing on the vehicle's CD player.

When they were travelling through Toledo, Ohio, Brenda lay her head down on Harry's lap to take a nap. She previously had given directions to Harry as to how to get to her parents' home from I-94 so she was not particularly concerned when she closed her eyes. She was asleep and snoring when they entered Michigan.

When Brenda woke up, she saw her sister Linda sitting on a chair staring at here. She also saw their mother sitting in another chair. Then it came to Brenda's realization that she was in a hospital room; it turned out to be the Henry Ford Hospital in Detroit.

She was to learn that she had awakened from a coma lasting exactly two weeks. She was injured in a motor vehicle collision, where Harry's Hummer was smashed by a semi. Harry was killed instantly and Brenda was rendered unconscious and in a coma for two weeks as result of her sustained head injuries.

Brenda was also to learn that Connie emerged from a coma as well that same day almost within the same hour but she was in a Lansing hospital. Connie sustained head injuries as a result of a near fatal shooting by her deranged admirer. Alas Bruce was killed in that shooting.

Both Brenda and Connie as they became cognizant of each other's misfortune, could not help but wonder at their coincidental symbiotic relationship.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 16



As Brenda and Connie recovered from their injuries, they had a hard time coping and adjusting to the new circumstances of their lives. Connie especially was having a miserable time of it. This was the second untimely death of a true love and she was feeling that she was cursed. Although her first love, Travis Williamson was of such a short duration, having died virtually within minutes after their only date, so it could not be said it was a grand love. Still there was no concrete evidence that it might not have developed into one.

On the other hand there is no denying that the death of Bruce Fielding was devastating to her. He was the sun and moon to her existence. The fact that they were fucking within almost a minute of their initial meeting when he did not even know her name, to her mind was solid evidence of a unique relationship between them. She felt she was married to him and her grief could not be any more poignant if she had been officially married. The senselessness of Bruce's death weighed on her making it absolutely difficult if not almost impossible for her to move on.

It turned out that Connie's catharsis for her grief occurred when she appeared in court at Spencer's trial. About a month after Connie's recovery the DA's office contacted her for an interview. The prosecutor suggested that her testimony at trial should not be contentious. The remaining evidence was damning enough that Spencer would surely be convicted even without her evidence. The only real issue would be punishment. Michigan does not have the death penalty so it boiled down to whether he would be sentenced to life without any possibility of parole or a sentence with possibility of eventual parole.

Since that is the only real issue in his prosecution, the defense lawyer for Spencer would tend not to cross examine Connie too harshly. In fact the lawyer might not cross examine her at all, for fear of adducing extra sympathy for her thus dooming Spencer to the harsher sentence.

In that light the prosecutor suggested that after conviction if Connie would appear to give a victim's statement, depending on what she said, it might ensure the ultimate penalty would be imposed on Spencer. The prosecutor advised that she was not obliged to give a victim's statement on sentencing so that it was up to her.

At first Connie was inclined not to have anything to do with Spencer's trial except what she had to do. She could not care ess what would happen to Spencer as nothing would bring back Bruce. However as the trial date loomed closer the angrier she became that she had been deprived of the love of her life by this maggot known as Spencer Thorneburg.

Connie's appearance at trial was not dramatic. Her testimony was straight forward, and in essence confirmed that Spencer did kill Bruce and grievously wounded her. Those were facts that were also provable by other evidence so her testimony was not open to debate. As the prosecutor had predicted, Spencer's lawyer did a very perfunctory cross examination so Connie did not experience an anguished ordeal.

About a month after his conviction sometime during the January of her sophomore year at MSU, Spencer's sentencing hearing was scheduled. By this time her anger had reached the apex of her misery and she knew she had to say something. So she appeared at the sentencing to give a victim's statement, and this is what she said:

"I met you Spencer Thorneburg at the Harrison Roadhouse the September before last on the occasion when Michigan State played Western Michigan. As a result of that encounter I consented to going with you to your residence and we had sex. For me that was an unfortunate experience which I regretted to have participated in. Objectively any rational male would have easily concluded that this was just a one night stand not a relationship yet.

I declined to provide my telephone number and although you forced your telephone number on me I did not call you. Although I was at your residence I did not seek you out. As you provided lots of information about yourself that night it is thus abundantly clear that had I wanted to contact you I could have easily done so. On the other hand I did not provide any information about myself so you could not easily contact me. Again on an objective basis it was clear I was not encouraging the beginning of a relationship.

So you can imagine my surprise when you accosted me last year about this time some four months after our only encounter. You demanded we resume our relationship despite the fact that I pointed out the obvious fact that we had not had a relationship. By every objective standard one date even where sex is involved does not constitute a relationship. To further dissuade you I advised I was officially engaged and displayed my engagement ring. So every rational person would have to conclude that there was nothing there, there.

However you intruded in my life most grievously last May. You entered my fiancée's apartment as we were engaged in sex shouting incomprehensibly words I will nedver forget: "You fucking whore! You don't deserve to live..." Those words cannot be justified even by the delusional.

Then you shot my fiancée, Bruce Fielding dead, a man who did no harm to you. You then shot me intending to kill me, but by the grace of God I survived. On many occasions during the past eight months I harbored the morbid wish that you would have succeeded in killing me. At least I would have been spared the extreme anguish and overpowering grief I have since endured.

We all die of course but there is a life expectancy which suggests premature death is a tragedy. Certainly we all are aware young people can die. For example had Bruce been in the military and he died in combat I could move on. In fact I would be proud of such a death as the death would have incurred in service to our country. Also we all know accidents can happen so had Bruce died in a motor vehicle accident like the fiancée of my sister, then I could move on. Car accidents are risks one takes when getting into a car.

But Bruce's death was not caused by any reasonable risk he was prepared to face. No he died because you knew me for only some eight hours of my life. I calculate that as of now I have lived roughly some 175,200 hours. So therefore your intrusion in my life represents .00456 of 1% of the time I have lived. Obviously it is a very infinitesimal time that you and I were together which should have meant you were just a hiccup in my life. Instead you have impacted the rest of my life to my detriment. Because of your action, I am deprived of potentially some 55 years of companionship according to contemporary actuarial tables with Bruce Fielding the man I was destined to marry. Because of your action, I am deprived of the opportunity of becoming a mother to his children. These kinds of deprivations thwart the basic ambitions and desires of most females and certainly that is the case for me. I must confess I do not care what punishment this court imposes on you since I no longer have Bruce Fielding in my life and no punishment against you can alter that reality. However I can say this much; you do not deserve to live amongst decent civilized persons since you obviously are not one. That is all I have to say and I thank this Court for the opportunity to speak on this matter."

The speech had quite an impact on the Judge. Spencer was duly sentenced to life imprisonment without any possibility of parole.

Brenda was likewise devastated by the death of Harry. What made her grief so poignant was that up to the moment of his death she was in a situation at almost nineteen years of age of realizing all her life dreams. This possible fulfillment of her ambitions was achieved despite her suffering a horrendous facial injury when she was only six years of age. In essence she was basking in happiness, glorifying in her successes and enjoying a wonderful week with the Quinns. But right at the height of the utmost happiness in her life fate cruelly intervened and all that joy was snatched away.

After she revived from her coma, her grief weighed her down and at times completely overwhelmed her. 'Why me?' was one of her uppermost thoughts. 'What horrendous evil did I ever do to deserve this outright misery?' 'Why just when I was about to be the happiest of all women did Harry have to die?' With such negative thoughts constantly on her mind, she cried herself to sleep every night for about a month. Then Brenda started recovering from her grief. She started by pushing away her devastating negative thoughts by concentrating on her blessings. First of all she marveled that Connie was still alive so she would be able to maintain her friendship.

It was indeed a miracle that Connie survived the bullet shot to her head. The location of where the bullet penetrated was literally less than a millimeter away from being instantly fatal. Connie arrived at the operating table in the hospital literally minutes before she would have died without the surgical intervention. As it was the doctors performed a delicate operation where chances of failure were better than the odds for success. Through it all Connie pulled through without any brain damage albeit she was in a coma for two weeks. The only physical evidence of her shooting was a slight permanent scar on her head easily hidden by her hair.

So if the fates took away Harry from her at least they spared Connie. With Connie alive and having endured a similar tragedy, the two of them were able to console each other and buck each other's spirits. At least they would have time for their grief and would be recovered sufficiently mentally to enable to successfully resume their education come that September. To that end in August they found an apartment to share. The apartment was practically adjacent to the campus making it very convenient to continue their studies at the University.

Brenda's accident also had a silver lining with regards to her physical appearance. Great technical strides in cosmetic surgery had been advanced during the past thirteen years. As her face again had to undergo some cosmetic surgery because of this accident, this time the surgeons were able to improve on the results of the previous facial surgery. Brenda still had scars on her face marring her natural beauty so that she was not as pretty as her sister as she otherwise would have been had she not had any surgeries. Nevertheless with these new surgeries the scars were softened and the facial skin was pulled more naturally together to give her a more pleasing look.

Previously her face was so hideous that most people would always look away when they encountered her. Now her face had an intriguing appearance which would invite more contact. Brenda was certain then when she now entered a bar guys would probably be willing to hit on her where previously they would avoid her like the plague. Of course in her present grief she was not so concerned but still it was comforting to know that when she was ready to move on that she would likely be more successful in attracting decent male companionship.

The greatest and truly most unexpected blessing for both Brenda and Connie as a consequence of the death of their fiancées was that they suddenly found themselves to be wealthy. The lawyer in the agent's office contacted them to advise the contents of the wills that the boys had executed during the Combines session as well as the life insurances. As Bruce was an orphan with no known family there would be no complaint from anyone that his fortune would be turned over to Connie. The lawyer had contacted the Quinns who declared they had no problems with their son's will. They intimated that this was the kind of will they had expected their son would have had if he was married to Brenda. That week that Brenda visited them convinced them without a doubt that had their son stayed alive he would have married Brenda.

Mrs Quinn subsequently contacted Brenda by phone and reassured her that they were quite content with the provisions of Harry's will. They certainly did not need anything more beyond the $200K bequeath to them. Mrs Quinn further declared that she considered Brenda to be her daughter in fact and as such was welcome to visit at anytime in the future. And whenever Brenda did visit she would be happy to give any mementos of Harry to Brenda that she might want.

Also Mrs Quinn advised Brenda that she contact the Michigan State Police who investigated the accident and took custody of the property in the Hummer. That property included a mink fur coat that Harry had intended as Brenda's birthday gift. Apparently Harry had talked to Bruce during that last week wherein Bruce revealed that he was gifting a mink fur coat to Connie. Not to be outdone Harry instructed his father to purchase the coat when he and Brenda were at Niagara Falls.

Aside from appreciating the sudden wealth, what pleased both Brenda and Connie the most about the wills is the objective evidence that they were truly loved. Amazingly their love was so pure that their fiancées thought enough to provide for them in the highly unlikely possibility of their death. Likewise each girl cherished their mink fur coats not for its material value but for its romantic value signifying their great albeit short lived love. Such largess went a long way to soften the blow of their grief but of course each girl would have happily given up every cent of this newly acquired wealth if they could have their man back alive.

With respect to this newly acquired wealth, once all the legalities were attended to and the girls had actual possession of their wealth they both handed the same to Walter to manage. Although Walter's formal education was confined to accountancy his work experience of the past three years made him very savvy as an investment strategist. Accordingly, since the girls did not need to touch these monies while attending their undergraduate classes when they did graduate from MSU the girls found their personal worth almost doubled, thanks to the shrewd investments Walter had undertaken for them.

As to Linda and Walter's wedding, Linda was sensitive to the misery her sister and her putative sister were undergoing as a result of their respective tragic losses. So she approached each girl offering to postpone her wedding for up to a year to allow both girls to fully recover from their grief. Linda was willing to do this because she would not want anyone else as her attendants at her wedding. Both girls refused indignantly this kindness. As Brenda put it:

"No way Linda! I will not be responsible to postpone your happiness for one moment longer than necessary because of my grief. You have snagged a great man to marry and you are entitled to his love without any regard to my feelings. Yes I would have been happier at your wedding if Harry were still live, but nevertheless I will be happy for you on your happiest day. I promise I will exhibit joy and not be a sourpuss on your wedding day. I would not ruin your wedding for the world."

As Connie was privy to Linda's determination of abstinence to enhance the momentous pleasure of a wedding night, Connie slyly offered this further rationale to resist postponement of the wedding:

"Oh no Linda I would not want to be the cause for you to lengthen your celibacy. I think you ought to be able to fuck my brother without any undue delay. Since you want a dozen children I would not want such desire be thwarted because of a later than planned start on this noble quest." 

Linda smiled at these delightful refusals. She was grateful for their support of her despite the grief they were bearing. She felt most fortunate in having them as a sister and a sister. The wedding then proceeded without a hitch as Linda was married at her family's church in Grosse Pointe. Linda and Brenda's parents were not filthy rich but by the same token they were not exactly poor either. Thus the wedding was a rather lavish affair with approximately 200 guests.

The reception was held at Marriott in Detroit's Renaissance Center. As Linda had no girlfriends and she refused to invite any of her numerous previous sex partners, her personal guests were confined to some of her co workers from Grand Rapids. Friends of her parents then filled up the bride's guest list.

Linda was radiant and as beautiful a bride as any other. Her bridal gown was gorgeous and suited Linda perfectly. Connie and Brenda were likewise stunning. Their gowns were a dark pink and cut provocatively low to highlight their cleavage. These gowns were as sexy as possible and yet be considered appropriate attire. The reception was a very joyous event and everyone had a wonderful time.

Walter and Linda left around 10:00 PM to get to the Westin, the only hotel right in the metro Detroit airport. Walter had booked a room there for their wedding night since they were to catch an early flight to the Bahamas for their honeymoon. Once in their room Linda wrapped her arms around Walter kissing him ecstatically:

"Oh thank you, thank you Walter. I can't thank you enough for making me a decent woman"

"Stop that right now. I will not let you run yourself down. You are my wife now and you are to be revered."

"Well I am grateful for the fact you could overlook my past."

"You know Linda you were never really a slut or a whore. Yes you fucked virtually every guy who asked but you had issues that caused your previous promiscuity. But you do have a noble heart and as soon as one guy would have exhibited a regard for you then I am convinced you would have become virtuous. But none of your previous lovers had any interest in you as you were well aware. Now when I came along and you sensed my regard for you then you instantly turned into a one man woman. Why you even abstained from sex the past three months with me in order to ensure that tonight would truly be special. A slut or a whore would never contemplate never mind even carry through like that."

As Linda was hearing this, she blushed as she recalled her one relapse from exclusive sex with Walter. 'At least,' she mused to herself, 'I kept it in the family so to speak.' Walter continued:

"You know who was a real slut and a whore was my first and only serious girlfriend. I dated her off and on again for two years and even contemplated marrying her. We broke up four times each time after I discovered her cheating on me. We got together after each breakup as she assured me that she would never do it again and like a fool I believed her. I am still ashamed that I was so naïve about her true character and was so easily taken in. I guess I wanted to believe her as opposed to actually really believing her. The fourth time was the last straw. 

I actually intruded on her as she was in bed fucking a freshman when we were both seniors at MSU. What was amazing was that I went to her apartment as a result of a pre-arranged date. Either she forgot it or did not care. She did not feel ashamed but instead ordered me to leave since as she put it I can see that she was busy. This naturally cured me of my infatuation with her forever. Thinking she still had me under her finger, she kept pestering me to get together again and seemed to be actually shocked that I was steadfast in refusing her. Apparently she got wind of our engagement, and had the nerve to contact my mother to ask for an invitation."

Linda responded:

"All I can say is that I am glad she was a slut and a whore or otherwise I might not have met you. But enough of our past history; it is time to consummate our marriage. It is time for me to reacquaint myself with your magnificent monstrous cock. Oh have I have missed it so!"

Suiting words to action, Linda got Walter's cock quickly exposed; he had already removed the cummerbund of his suit. After licking it a few times and sucking on his cockhead, Linda was moaning and gushed:




Brenda and Connie Ch. 16



"Oh my God, how good it tastes. I think from now on I am going to refer your gorgeous manhood as 'My Washington'. Yeah that's it! Like I am going to ask you to give me 'My Washington' so I can suck on it. Or I am going to say please shove 'Washington' in me I need a good fuck. Or I might ask you to put 'Washington' in my ass and wiggle it around my rear canal. Yep my own 'Washington'; I like it."

"My Washington?"

Linda replied:

"Yes well ever since I was vacationing in D.C. a few years ago and actually saw the Washington Monument, I have considered it the greatest phallic symbol I have ever known; so powerful, so majestic. Your cock is the greatest actual phallus I have known and you are aware I have known a lot. So I feel your cock does deserve a name, and surely 'Washington' is quite appropriate. And as your wife I deem 'Washington' to be exclusively mine and so ergo I dub your cock as 'My Washington'."

Walter laughed and replied:

"OK then 'My Washington' it is to be. And so my sweet wife what would you like of 'Washington' now?"

Linda now huskily rasped:

"Well much as I like to suck 'Washington' dry my pussy is itching to be attended to. It is weeping for 'Washington's' presence. I can feel my juices dribbling out. I need 'Washington' in my cunt now."

Linda quickly slipped out of her wedding dress and discarded her thong but she left her corset and gartered stockings on. She jumped onto the bed; lying flat on her back she spread her legs as wide as possible. With crooked finger she beckoned him saying: 

"Come husband make me your wife. Give me 'My Washington'." 

Walter had by this time divested himself of all his clothes. As he got on the bed hovering over her, he immediately impaled her with his now rock hard rod. He went easily in as she was absolutely accurate in indicating her state of readiness. In fact so lubricated was she of her own juices that the friction of his fucking produced a squishing sound very similar to farting noises. Linda was so far aroused in passion that this noise barely registered in her brain so she did not feel any embarrassment. Walter's mind on the other hand did take notice of this noise but he considered it as evidence that they were experiencing a higher intensity in their lovemaking. Thus he actually reveled in the sound rather than feeling appalled.

As Walter kept fucking her he marveled at how enthusiastic Linda responded to his thrusts. All of his previous sex partners without exception were very immobile when he fucked them and especially so in the missionary possession. He believed they were too apprehensive of the pain his cock might produce should they become unduly active in the love play. Not so his Linda who seemed to even demand pain from him. She had wrapped her legs around him with her heels firmly planted on the back of his thighs. She wrapped her arms around his back so she could furiously thrust her hips back at him. She gave as good as she got. If she felt any pain she did not display it. Instead she urged:

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me Wally. Fuck me good. Harder! Faster! Oh I need it! I need all of 'My Washington'. Give it to me. Don't stop. Don't you fucking dare stop."

Linda was grunting, moaning and squeaking interchangeably. As her passion hit a higher level she started clawing his back. She actually drew blood. As for Walter he was lost to all sentient thoughts. His mind had blanked out so that all he saw was white blank space as he hit his climax. As he released his first spurt of cum, Linda caused her labia walls to contract on his pulsating cock and thus stopping his ejaculate flow momentarily. He felt his semen accumulating and increasing the pressure for release. The denial of release produced an excruciating burn causing his spine to tingle. He growled:

"Oh fuck Linda!"

She growled back a response:

"Oh fuck yah!"

Then she relaxed her muscles to receive a new blast of cum but quickly closed off the flow again. Again they exchanged nonsensical verbal utterances. Linda then continued releasing and contracting her cunt until his semen finally became depleted and he had completed his full discharge. At that point Linda, who had been experiencing an ongoing protracted orgasm screamed:

"Oh yes! Yes! Oh fuck!"

Then she produced a very loud wolf sounding howl and repeated the howl twice more. Completely in the moment, Walter responded with wolf howls of his own. Then they separated and layed side by side staring at the ceiling. They were both silent for some time as they calmed down to return to their normal state of mind. Both of them were confused as they contemplated how they had ended their first sexual intercourse as a married couple. Finally Linda turned to Walter and broke the silence:

"I don't know if you will believe me or not but I swear to you I did not act deliberately. Something, some force, I know not what, compelled me to do what I did and I was powerless to stop myself." 

Walter responded:

"I attribute this as proof positive that we are bonded soul mates. I do not think I would admit to anyone of our howling. Not because I am ashamed of myself or of you but instead I think it is such an intimate love moment that I would not want to share with anyone."

"Oh Walter you do say some of the sweetest things and turn my head. Why I am almost convinced you do love me warts and all. Strange behavior and all."

"Of course I love you heart and soul."

"Now don't be silly Wally my love; I'm just teasing. Now I am going to take off my corset so I can be totally naked. Then I would like you to fuck me again. Perhaps this time we will fuck without any histrionics just like a staid old married couple we are striving to be."

"Yes just so my love. It would not do for my image as an accountant if it was found out that sometimes we engage in unorthodox and questionable sexual behavior."

They did fuck two more times before falling asleep. Although they did not howl, they both still were extremely noisy in their love exertions. Walter came to the conclusion that once they purchased a house he would have to ensure the master bedroom was solidly sound proofed. As Linda had indicated to him that she wanted children and lots of them, such requirement would be essential . Meanwhile back at reception, Brenda and Connie were becoming more and more intoxicated and losing every inhibition they might have had. They both were determined not to spoil Linda's special day but only by drinking could they overcome the pervasive malaise they still were experiencing from the death of their fiancées. So not to get too sloshed too early they both opted to exclusively drink beer. Once Linda and Walter left the reception, Brenda and Connie increased the pace of their consumption and soon were feeling no pain.

Walter had lost touch with all of his high school friends although many were invited and some attended the wedding. Likewise Walter had lost touch with most of his MSU acquaintances but a few also came to the wedding. During the past three years Walter's closest friends, were Oliver Mooney a co worker at his accounting firm, Watson and Woodhouse, and Trevor McCarthy, a lawyer whose firm had frequent business dealings with Watson and Woodhouse. The three of them were inseparable buddies until Walter hooked up with Linda. On some occasions when Linda was in Chicago they triple dated so that Linda became acquainted with them as well. Thus it was a natural that the two of them would be of the wedding party.

As Walter was equally friendly with both men he could not decide on the Best Man so he tossed a coin in their presence. Oliver Mooney won the toss and so he was the Best Man at the wedding with Trevor acting as a Groomsman. Since both men were between girlfriends it was natural for them to act as escorts both in fact and in deed to the bridal party; with Oliver assigned to Brenda and Trevor to Connie.

Each man was happy with his assigned date. Trevor was naturally pleased by the beauty of Connie. With the possible exceptions of Linda, the bride and Vera Starikovich, a female accountant from Walter's firm Connie was the best looking female in the entire room. As for Oliver he found Brenda absolutely alluring and her blemished face made her appearance more striking and provocative. He found her conversation witty but more ribald then he would be comfortable with. 

Now although both men were native Chicagoans and supposedly big city sophisticates, they were actually strait laced and very conservative. Although they would not be adverse to casual one night stands, they were nevertheless taken aback by the outrageously flirtatious behavior of their dates. They assumed Brenda and Connie to be at least moderately virtuous and so they felt that their behavior must be out of character probably caused by their drinking. It was obvious that the alcohol consumed was making the girls vulnerable and susceptible to a one night stand proposition. So emboldened accordingly, Trevor made the first move. He had an advantageous opportunity since both he and Oliver had booked separate rooms at this very hotel of the reception. Sitting down at their table, after finishing a dance, in a quiet voice to Connie, so as not be overheard, he suggested that perhaps she would consent to go to his room for a private drink. Completely uninhibited Connie replied in a loud and slurred voice:

"Wait a minute! Don't you really mean you would like me to come to your room so we could fuck?" Trevor turned a deep beet red as he was so embarrassed by Connie's words. But he did involuntarily nod his head to preserve his chances of getting laid. So Connie continued: "You need not be hesitant my dear Trevor. I wouldn't mind a good fuck. I noticed that when we were dancing closely you seem to be sufficiently endowed so that I am sure I would be well serviced."

Trevor turned even redder as he just gulped. Connie continued further:

"You know it's been more than three months since I was last fucked. Not since a maggot of a man shot my fiancée dead! Yes I think a good fuck would suit me just fine."

At this point Brenda having overheard all piped in:

"Hey wait a minute. I wouldn't mind a good fuck either. I also have not been laid for the past three months. Not since my fiancée died on the same day as Connie's."

Oliver gulped:

"Is that really true? Both of you were engaged? Both of your fiancées died on the same day some three months ago?"

"Yes that is true it was a most unfortunate coincidence. Although my fiancée died in a car accident, not shot by a jealous admirer like Connie's. But enough of our misfortunes. I think my getting laid is a good idea. How about it Oliver would you like to fuck me?"

Oliver replied:

"Oh yes Brenda I would like to fuck you for sure. I have a room booked here as well which we could use."

Connie protested:

"Hey wait a minute that's too lame. Why don't we all go to Trevor's room. After all he was the first to come up with the idea to fuck." Both Oliver and Trevor looked horrified and muttered simultaneously:

"But, but Connie!.... That's depraved." Brenda sensing their reticence replied: "Pish posh! Nonsense! There is no reason not to take advantage of delighting each other. But don't worry neither Connie or I will breathe a word to a soul. We especially promise that we won't mention this dalliance to Walter. I realize you have an image to protect."

Connie added:

"You guys are not gay are you? I mean it is usually males who entice females to participate in unorthodox sex not the other way around."

Offended Trevor huffed:

"Of course not. OK bitches let's go to my room, just follow me."

When they all arrived at Trevor's room both, Trevor and Oliver came to a stop in the middle of the room. They remained standing straight awkwardly contemplating their next move. Connie, in command of the situation, stood in front of Trevor and unzipping his fly to expose his cock said:

"Let's see what you got there big boy."

As Trevor's mind was completely unhinged by Connie's brazenness, his cock was flaccid to Connie's touch. So she commented:

"My! My! My! You don't seem to be ready for me yet. Not to worry though Trevor. Nothing delights me more than to take a soft penis into my mouth and have it grow to a magnificent size under my careful oral administrations."

Connie sunk to her knees resting on the luxurious carpet and started sucking on Trevor's cock coaxing it to full erection. Brenda having freed Oliver's cock which was also limp quipped:

"Perhaps Connie the boys would like to see our tits. Maybe the sight of them will perk up their cocks."

Suiting her words to action, Brenda undid the top of her gown and was promptly naked to the waist. As Oliver gasped she sunk to her knees to start her blow job. Meanwhile Connie having released the now semi hard cock of Trevor's stood up to bare herself to the waist. Then she cupped her breasts and fondling them huskily gasped:

"Do you like Trevor? Aren't my tits sumptuous? Don't you just want to kiss them; suck 'em; nibble on them? Perhaps you would like to bite on them? Squeeze them, mash 'em, fondle them? Hmmm? Oh I'll let you. You can do anything with 'em. I'll let you. But first let me get back to tasting your delicious manhood."

Connie's words had the desired effect; not only was Trevor's member solidly rock hard but so was Oliver's. Both girls then had the pleasure of sucking on some solid male meat; a pleasure not known to them during the past three months. Soon the girls had their male partner's cocks throbbing in pleasure and the girls were moaning delightfully in response. Both Brenda and Connie's expertise in cock sucking was vastly superior to what anything either Trevor or Oliver had experienced to date. So they quickly were fully aroused to climax and the girls' moans sent them over the edge and they furiously spurted their cum into the mouths of their female partners.

Their sudden ejaculation took both of them by surprise. Unlike most males who enjoy oral sex to its ultimate conclusion both Trevor and Oliver had an aversion to such outcome. Although they had experienced blow jobs before they always withdrew their cocks before ejaculation. They either expelled their semen on the bodies of their female partners or finished the sex with vaginal penetration. They had intended to so do so with Brenda and Connie as well but our girls had pushed their passion over the line.

Given their prudish outlook, the euphoria they felt during their climax soon changed to disgust. Their horror kept increasing by the subsequent antics of Brenda and Connie. When each of the guys finished their eruptions both girls, upon releasing the cock in their mouth opened their mouths wide to show the copious male fluid in there. Then to the absolute dismay of the guys Brenda and Connie turned to each and started kissing and were obviously exchanging semen in the process.

What absolutely disgusted Trevor and Oliver was to see occasionally some drops of cum manage to ooze out and rest on the chin of one of the girls. At that point the other girl would break from the kiss to lap up the errant cum and retrieve it to her mouth. When the girls finally finished their cum swapping, they turned to the guys and opened their mouths wide open again.

Connie confirmed the net result:

"See all gone. I must say your cum was delicious; among the best I have tasted."

Brenda piped in:

"I have to defer to Connie since she has sucked many more cocks than I. Although I would still vote for my deceased fiancée. To my mind his was by far the most delicious."

Ignoring the distress evident on the faces of Trevor and Oliver, Connie uttered:

"My God Brenda I have to pee badly. Maybe it was not such a hot idea to drink so much beer as we did."

"OK just a minute let me get out of this gown I really do not want to stain it. We still have to wear our gowns when we go home." 

"Right I forgot about that. I'll get out of mine as well. I think I can hold it."

The girls both got out of their gowns and underwear setting them carefully aside. Then to the total astonishment of Trevor and Oliver, Brenda lay flat on her back on the carpeted floor. Connie squatted over Brenda and facing her started peeing on Brenda's body and face. Connie alternated her stream so that Brenda was able to drink some of Connie's flow.

Completely horrified, Trevor snarled:

"My God Connie you are actually urinating on her. She is actually drinking some of your piss."

"Well yes I really needed to go. However if you like, I have eased my discomfort sufficiently so I can stop and save some of my pee for you. But if you prefer, I am sure Brenda has a full bladder and she can do it for you."

"You filthy cunts! You think we want anything further to do with you? Come on Oliver let's get out of here I'll have to spend the night in your room." 

So in a rage the guys having zipped their pants ran out of the room.

Brenda was somewhat mystified in her drunken state as to what had just transpired and so asked:

"The guys left. I wondered what went wrong. They seem to be mad at us."

"Fuck 'em."

With spot on calculation of the reality of the situation, Brenda replied:

"I don't know but it does not seem like we will have the opportunity to do so."

Connie giggled and replied:

"Nothing gets past you Brenda. Well at least you and I can indulge in the next best thing to the real thing."

"Yes, well I guess that will be all right. By the way if you are finished I need to pee."

"OK" 

So Connie plopped down on the floor to allow Brenda to pee on her and the latter proceeded to do so. The girls dried themselves with the bathroom towels and then got on the covers of the king sized bed. Before they could seriously initiate a sexual act each girl passed out and soon both were snoring.

They were awakened in the morning with Trevor screaming at them:

"Get up you cunts! This is my room and you got to leave so I can check out. If the hotel charges me for extra cleaning because of your depraved activity I will pass the extra charge on to you."

Brenda suffering from a hangover, with a hand over her eyes to shield herself from the light in the room, squinted at Trevor and ventured:

"I guess there is no hope for a wake up fuck?" Trevor was so angry that he has not amused nor was he the slightest bit titillated by the total nakedness of the girls. He responded:

"You must be joking! I do not have a wet suit, and a gas mask nor condoms all of which I would need for safe sex with you ho's. Come on hurry up. Just get the fuck out. I need this room back NOW!"

"You need not get so huffy. I asked nicely. And please do not shout, I have a splitting headache."

With that girls wordlessly got dressed in their gorgeous gowns, which were now somewhat wrinkled and grabbing their purse left the room. As they were departing from the hotel in Connie's car she asked:

"What's the matter with you Brenda? You didn't really expect him to fuck us now?" 

"Well you never know. Most guys don't turn down sex when freely offered. I was only thinking that a cock in my pussy might help relieve me of this horrendous headache."

"Well never mind girlfriend perhaps I can accommodate you when we get to my place. I have the house to myself as my parents will be out. They planned to stay overnight and visit my father's brother."

When they did arrive at the house they immediately went to Connie's room which was still furnished as it was when she left for MSU. They quickly got naked and on to the bed to kiss each other lovingly. The excitement of the previous day sapped their energy to the extent they were content in kissing and mutually frigging each other to a mild orgasm. At least the orgasm did chase away Brenda's headache.

This was the third time the girls had made love to each other since their tragedies. Connie had begged off her planned Lansing job to remain at her parents' home to grieve. Likewise Brenda had no appetite to seek an interval job and was content to stay at her parents' home awaiting the start of her sophomore year at MSU. Thus the two had gotten together twice to console each other in their summer long mourning and lesbian sex was a natural result.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 16



The girls subsequently dubbed their sophomore, junior and senior years at MSU as their "lost years". They shared the same apartment quite close to the campus for those years. Although they were able to face and accept their respective devastating losses nevertheless they did not experience that "joie de vivre" they enjoyed in their freshman year. Occasional they indulged in some girl on girl sex to satisfy their sexual longing.

Antoinette Loos wearied with the jealousy of Jennifer Gray, transferred out of Bowling Green and enrolled in Michigan State. She hooked up with Karen Steinhauer and established a much healthier relationship. Brenda and Connie had an open invitation to participate in foursomes and they did occasionally avail themselves of such pleasures. Karen happily got her revenge for the cruel treatment of Zina Dushevina. The latter was out of her relationship. Seeing the happy Karen one day just about a year later than their previous encounter propositioned her. As Karen was well content with Antoinette she was able to gleefully refuse her and rejoiced in seeing Zina's obvious disappointment . Brenda and Connie each occasionally participated in heterosexual sex as the mood struck. They were always able to pick up a fuck buddy simply by going to the Harrison Roadhouse. However none of these pickups came close to matching the sex appeal of Harry and Bruce, so the girls found these occasions to be just barely more enjoyable than masturbation. However at least they did not suffer any disastrous sex like Tom Branstetter or Spencer Thorneburg on the occasion of their first visit to Harrisons.

All in all, they did have a social life during the "lost years" but such was mundane. The girls concentrated heavily on their studies and eventually graduated "magna cum laude". By this time their friendship had developed into the closest bond possible. Their close bond fell short of a committed lesbian relationship as each girl still believed themselves to be heterosexuals despite by now their frequent lesbian dalliances.

The closeness of their friendship though did cause them to seek similar career paths. They decided to enter law school with the intention of going to the same school. They applied to half a dozen prestigious law schools. Because of their excellent academic records together with their LSAT scores their applications were accepted by all of them. They chose to enroll at Duke.

Meanwhile Linda and Walter's marriage was a huge success. Linda's plan for a large family was off to a rollicking start. She gave birth to her first child nine months to the day of her wedding day. By the time Brenda and Connie arrived at Durham, NC, to start their studies at the Duke Law School, they were aunts to four little Snyders; two of this quartet being twins.



Brenda and Connie Ch. 17



As Brenda and Connie arrived in Durham, NC to start their law school studies, they were now finally prepared to move on with their lives. During their years at MSU their goals were nebulous. During that first year with Harry and Bruce they had not given any thought about their future except planning to attain their degree and to become wives to their studs. 

With their deaths Brenda and Connie were back to the drawing board as to what their life goals would be. Because Bruce and Harry were so suitable to them, it was hard for the girls to contemplate a future with another man. The various guys they dated and fucked just were not up to snuff when compared to their deceased fiancées.

Regrettably they realized that the girl-on-girl sex between them was superior and more exciting than the straight sex they were getting. Yet they did not consider themselves lesbians since they knew that they craved cock. They loved having an authentic cock in their pussies, in their asses and especially in their mouths. That is why they considered the last three years at MSU as their "lost years".

They did though seriously focus on their academic studies. Connie pursued Mathematics and Accounting courses whereas Brenda was into Political Science, History and English Literature. This contrast in their studies meant that going to law school together was the most reasonable option since they wanted to remain close to each other. 

They planned that once they finished law school they would open a firm together. They believed they would be compatible in a professional capacity just as well they were so personally compatible. Thus the goal to snag a husband was put on the back burner as the plan to become attorneys was now the top priority in their lives. 

To this end they studied diligently. The whole first year class at the Duke University Law School contained very intelligent students but everyone knew that some amongst them were preordained to fail. So both Brenda and Connie knew that their prior academic success at MSU only meant they could gain admission to the law school but it was no absolute guarantee that they would succeed. 

Thus, during that first fall semester they forsook any social life. Aside from an occasional girl-on-girl sex between themselves, and of course the necessities of eating and sleeping, they did nothing else but study and attend classes. Such devotion paid off in that they aced their end of term exams and were among the top students of that first year class.

During the first week of school in September Brenda and Connie had joined a study group of six. Aside from the two of them the group consisted of three male students and another female. During that fall term, the three males of their group, having a high opinion of themselves invariably dominated their study group sessions.

To their own disadvantage they paid no attention to the contributions offered by either Brenda or Connie. Our girls though ignored their male chauvinism but did pay attention to their expressed ideas during every study session. The other female of the group, whose name was Vickie Vargas, seldom contributed to the group but when she did offer an opinion Brenda and Connie paid close attention. Her rare contributions invariably were surprisingly highly invaluable. The guys completely ignored Vickie as well to their own peril. 

When the results of the first semester exams were publicly known, it turned out that Brenda just edged out Connie by the narrowest of margins for the third highest average of the entire first year class. Connie had to settle for fourth place and of course she was subject to good natured ribbing from Brenda. Vickie Vargas did even better than the both of them, as she ended up with the highest average of the entire first year class to the amazement of the males in the study group. 

What the study group including Brenda and Connie did not know was that Vickie was in her third year at Duke University. Vickie was in a special six year dual study program where she would earn a MD as well as a JD degree. She had already spent two years studying at Duke's prestigious medical school. Had they known this about Vickie, they all would not have been surprised at Vickie's academic success.

It turned out that these males had very fragile egos. It was mortifying to them that they achieved poorer results than the females of the study group. Rather than take advantage of the opportunity of picking the brains of our female heroines they preferred to quit the study group.

Brenda and Connie persevered in a study group of just three with Vickie Vargas. With the bombastic males out of the picture Vickie became a much more frequent contributor in their group discussions. The harmony in their shortened group paved the way for truly effective study.

By the end of January all three girls were quite confident in their studies and so were not adverse to relaxing and taking a break from their single minded study routines. One Friday night around 8:00 PM as all three were in a study room of the law school library, Vickie suggested:

"You know I'm just not in the mood for studying tonight. My homework is all up to date and I have a good handle on next week's class preparation. So I think I'd like to take a break. Would you girls be willing to accompany me for some drinks at a nearby bar?"

Connie replied:

"You know Vickie I like that idea. Like you I am ahead of my work so I wouldn't mind at all. What do you say Brenda?"

"Sure count me in. I agree that I can use the respite from the intense studying and I certainly can afford the time off."

The girls repaired to a nearby bar frequented almost exclusively by the University students. They acquired a booth which was buffered from some of the noise of the bar. Thus they were able to converse quite freely. The girls decided to order pitchers of draft beer since they had no desire for sophistication. Although Vickie had been with them in the study group for the past five months they knew nothing personal of each other as they had up to now confined their conversations to strictly school work matters. 

Vickie broke the ice by:

"I get the impression that you two are roommates and that you knew each other before you got to the law school here. Am I correct?"

Brenda replied:

"Yes indeedy you are correct on both counts. In fact we intend after graduating to practice law together in our own firm as we have the financial wherewithal to start right away on our own."

With that Brenda and Connie outlined their history which enthralled Vickie completely. At the end of the recital Vickie replied:

"Wow! I am impressed. You two sure had a most interesting life so far albeit very tragic when you were both just nineteen. So you are in essence the widows of Harry Quinn and Bruce Fielding. I certainly recall the news stories of their deaths. The coincidence of both of them dying on the same day, and shortly after both were drafted to the NFL within the first three picks; made even a non sports fan like me take notice."

Connie replied:

"Yes that certainly was the absolute low point in my life. Bruce was definitely my soul mate. When I first met him we fucked before he even knew my name, and we fucked a second time hours later, when we had yet not had an actual conversation. I orchestrated our first meeting as I began stalking him once I had seen him play a football game, and I was rewarded with two of the most intensive orgasms I've ever had."

Brenda contributed:

"Yes Harry was my soul mate as well and I sure still miss him. I am always grateful that he considered me beautiful despite my hideous face."

Vickie was non-plussed and reacted:

"What do you mean Brenda? I can see that your face is scarred but I would not call it hideous. In fact your scars make your face interesting, intriguing and attractive; not repulsive by any means." Brenda replied:

"The cosmetic surgeons fixed my face after the accident that killed Harry. But I was involved in a prior car accident when I was only six years old. The cosmetic surgeons who operated on my face at that time were not so skilful and I did indeed sport a most hideous face as a result. People could not bear looking at me. Even my own parents had trouble looking at me directly." 

"Well if that is the case then bravo for Harry. I can now understand how devastating your losses were. I have to salute you two for digging out of such a morass of misery. I am also impressed you have been able to bounce back and are on to the road to true professional success. With your obvious keen legal minds I have no doubt you will be very successful attorneys."

Brenda then said:

"I think we have hogged the conversation unduly. It is your turn to tell us your story Vickie."

"Well there is not much to tell. My full name is Victoria Veronica Vargas. I guess my mother was in favor of alliteration when she named me. I know I haven't mention this to you before but I'm enrolled in the JD/MD program so this is my third year at Duke having two years study at the medical school under my belt. I intend to specialize as a medical malpractice lawyer once I'm finally done here at Duke."

Brenda gasped:

"There is not much to tell, Vickie? Really? I'm most impressed. No wonder you beat both Connie and I in the exams. By my definition you must be a most fascinating woman."

Vickie replied:

"Well I'm probably a pretty good student, but that is not surprising considering the kind of homeschooling education I was provided with. I was educated by the best private tutors available. However despite my academic accomplishments, what is pathetic about me is that my mother is a much more interesting, intriguing and more flamboyant a female than I am."

Connie interjected:

"I take it she is a very successful lawyer and you despair of your ability to follow in her footsteps."

Vickie responded:

"Heavens no! That is not the case at all. You see my mother is or rather was a prostitute. It is not that I am ashamed of her. What irks me is the realization that even if I do become a successful lawyer, she would still be more fascinating than me. It is galling to me that in general a prostitute is lowly regarded whereas despite the ubiquitous anti lawyer jokes, the legal profession is still considered the cream of society." 

"So what makes your mother so special?"

"She rose from being a street urchin prostitute in the slums of Houston, turning tricks for $1 at the age of thirteen, to becoming a successful businesswoman with a personal net worth in the millions. She is wealthy enough to completely finance my total education so that like you I will have no debts when I get my medical and law degrees. Because of her background she likes to brag that she must be the wealthiest woman in the US who is totally unknown to the general public. I used to tease her that if there was another woman wealthier than her but also unknown to the general public, then it follows we wouldn't be aware of such women either, and thus she could never be sure of her boast." Brenda and Connie burst into laughter at the witticism of Vickie, as they realized there was something truly substantial in her character. Connie reacted:

"Wow! So how did she rise to such wealth from starting out as a cheap prostitute?"

"She had and has a sharp shrewd mind; a trait I like to think I inherited from her. She was not into drugs and knew enough to keep herself impeccably clean and healthy. She was fearless and stood up to her pimps not letting them get the best of her or cheat her. In fact after about sixteen years of age she paid no pimp part of her earnings, but still enjoyed their protection. She always managed her monies wisely so that by the age of twenty when lots of her peers were already dead from drugs or disease, she became a madam and owned and managed a brothel in Austin; obviously catering to prominent Texan politicians. She would jokingly but proudly proclaim that she operated the authentic 'Best Little Whorehouse in Texas'. Then a few years after I was born she got into a legal legitimate sex business."

Brenda speculated: "Oh? What pray tell what would that be? Selling sex toys perhaps?"

"Oh no not so pedestrian. She along with a main partner and three others started a sex club venture and called it the Texas Love Ranch. They bought a ranch located about an hour's drive from Dallas. They attracted an extremely well to do clientele to be members of the club. The members pay membership dues and pay to participate in orgies. And that is the main activity of the club. There are orgies every weekend at the ranch. Sometimes they conduct specially chartered orgies during mid-week."

Brenda exclaimed:

"Wow that sounds exciting and sinful. My pussy is getting wet just thinking about it."

"Yes well the club was very successful right from the start and the clientele has increased to the point that there is a waiting list to get in. My mother's share of the club's profits was so high that she was able to continuously invest part of it. Thus she can easily pay my school expenses without much sacrifice to her income. The membership now includes some very well known people who are rich enough to easily afford the club's rather high fees. For example Pamela Rose and Charlotte Thornton are members."

"You mean Pamela Rose the singer? And Charlotte Thornton, the Hollywood actress who won the Oscar last year for her performance as a female serial killer?"

"Yep! The ones and the same."

Connie continued:

"I'm a big fan of Pamela Rose and own all her CDs. I've been to couple of her concerts in Michigan and she sure puts on a great show. However isn't she married to that famous football player Larry Grant? God he's a hunk! Why would Pamela need to participate in a sex club when she's got him? As for Charlotte Thornton, I've always admired her, but I would have thought as a sex goddess she would never have had a need for such a club and its services."

Vickie responded:

"Ah Connie you misunderstand the appeal of the club. If one is desperate for sex then prostitutes fulfill that need and for that matter gigolos fulfill such need for women. No the club is there to cater to those who want to indulge in their sexual fantasies. Plus the club members crave for authentic sexual fantasies. Paid sex workers cannot by definition provide for an authentic sexual fantasy since they view the sex as work. They may try to fake pleasure but such fakery is easily discerned by the club's connoisseurs."

Connie replied:

"Yes I can understand such appeal. When I was in high school I was somewhat forced into a gang bang with ten guys which left me with a bittersweet memory. I think the guys' main focus and desire was to humiliate me as opposed to truly pleasure me. I have always been of the opinion that the gang bang could have been more pleasurable for me had the guys' attitude been different. So yes if one can participate in unorthodox sex without any guilt and free of mind games I can see how the club fulfills a need."

Vickie added:

"The club also conducts sex games and contests which spice up the orgies beyond most imaginations. For example Pamela Rose is the possessor of the first gold plated body chain plate awarded to winners of contests at the TLR. She and her partner fucked all twenty-four men at the orgy during a twelve hour in essence gang bang. Charlotte Thornton won a contest in a special wedding mid-week orgy. The contest was called Messalina's Challenge named after the wife of a Roman emperor who challenged a prostitute to see who could fuck the most men in a night and Messalina won. Charlotte won by fucking in total almost 50 men that night."

Brenda gasped:

"50 men? Really? Is it even possible to fuck so many in one night?"

"Well if you average fucking a man every 15 minutes for twelve and a half hours straight you do reach a total of 50 in that way."

Brenda then curiously asked:

"So what does your father think of your mother's line of work?"

"Oh I do not have a father. Of course I have a biological sire either dead or alive somewhere out there. I am not, though the least bit interested in finding out his identity."

Connie asked:

"Really? Why? I understand most people who have unknown blood parents are at least somewhat curious about their identity. That certainly was the case for my Bruce who was an orphan and had no clue as to the identity of either of his parents. He had intimated to me that he had been considering to eventually hiring a private defective to find out."

"Well the circumstances of my birth and subsequent life, does not suggest a happy or pleasant meeting should I actually learn of his identity. You see when my mother was 29 and still running the brothel, she decided she wanted to become pregnant to fulfill a latent desire to be a mother. So she stopped her birth control and took on several 'johns' every night until she ascertained she was pregnant; apparently this took a period of six months to achieve the desired goal."

"You're kidding?"

"Nope and she was actually proud that she delivered me in the brothel having not the time or apparently the inclination to get to a hospital. She boasted that revenue for the brothel dramatically increased during those six months. Her customers appreciated her enthusiasm and so happily paid substantially more than what the other girls in the brothel charged."

Brenda observed:

"Well I can see why you would say your mother was flamboyant and inteesting."

Vickie continued:

"Naturally she had no clue as to who might have impregnated her never mind even his name. Some of her clients used false names anyway. However her favorite client and subsequent business partner of the TLR, John William St Clair acted as a father to me and actually paid for the private homeschooling utilizing the best tutors. So I did not attend a regular school until I went to the University of Texas for my B.A.

After I was born I lived in the brothel until my mother moved to the Texas Love Ranch once she bought the property. So as I was growing up, my two homes until I went away to college, were a whorehouse and a residence where sex orgies routinely occurred. Even if against all odds I would be able to discover the identity of my biological father, what man would be pleased to acknowledge me as his daughter, never mind his family?"

Brenda opined:

"That may be a valid point Vickie but you were not responsible for the circumstances of your birth. You seem to have emulated your mother in one important aspect; she improved herself from a $1 per trick child prostitute to a successful businesswoman worth millions. You rose from a child living in a brothel to attending the medical and law schools of a very prestigious University in the country. I would bet you will become a successful and competent attorney and your success will surely overshadow your mother's accomplishments."

Vickie gratefully responded:

"Well thank you for saying so Brenda that does make me feel better. I have never thought of my accomplishments. I always studied hard so that I would not become a prostitute. I believe that was my motivating factor. Of course now I am a little more sophisticated in my thinking but when I was growing up I know I truly believed that if I did not attain a good education my only alternative would be to become a professional prostitute."

Connie asked:

"So have you had a chance to participate in the club's activities? I know for myself that I would love the opportunity of participating in an orgy. Or is your mother one of those that became rich so that her child would not have to undergo similar struggles. Is she determined that you are not to be exposed to the seamy life she had to endure and thus is she overprotective of you? You know the old saying there is none so righteous than a reformed hooker."




Brenda and Connie Ch. 17



Vickie laughed:

"No! No! My mother is not reformed. She is not at all apologetic but instead is proud of her life. As part owner of the club she still takes advantage by occasionally participating in club orgies. She has not laid down any sexual restrictions whatsoever throughout my life. Once I turned eighteen she had told me that I could attend an orgy whenever I wanted."

"And so?..."

"I have never done so. I have worked at the club as part of the staff serving members' needs at orgies so I know firsthand what goes on at these orgies. I have been fascinated at what I have seen but I just have never been tempted or interested in actually participating. I am still a virgin and who nowadays is a virgin at the age of twenty-two soon to be twenty-three in May?" Brenda interrupted: "Why Vickie you're the same age as me; my birthday is also in May and I'll be twenty-three as well. I thought you said you have already done two years of medical school here since graduating from the University of Texas?"

Vickie clarified:

"Yes, well since my home schooling was so much more advanced I was accepted to start my freshman year at the University of Texas when I was only sixteen. Anyway sometimes I think I must be a lesbian but I do not seem to be sexually attracted to women either. At least so far I have never wanted to get in bed with a woman. I guess I am just not sexual at all. I am probably subconsciously rebelling against the licentiousness of my mother and sometimes I think I ought to become a nun. But then the lifestyle of a nun does not float my boat either."

Connie retorted:

"Nonsense we all have sexual feelings and we need to act upon them. We might not need sex to survive like we need food and water. But we need sex to function as well balanced human beings. During those dark last years at MSU while I was grieving for the loss of Bruce, I am positive I would have gone insane had I not indulged in occasional casual sex." 

Brenda said:

"I can't believe you have no sexual feelings whatsoever especially a hot girl like you. I can believe you have had no sex yet but surely you have masturbated, haven't you Vickie?"

Vickie blushed and admitted:

"Well yes I have on occasions."

Brenda pursued:

"So what do you fantasize as you are rubbing your clit?"

"Well lately I recall Messalina's Challenge which occurred last August. I was on duty as staff that night and I marveled at seeing the almost 100 men and woman Charlotte and her opponent each fucked that night."

"Women what do you mean?"

"Oh I forgot to mention that each round of fucking consisted of a man fucking Charlotte vaginally while simultaneously a woman was straddling on Charlotte's face to receive a tongue licking. I might add that my mother was one of the women who received such cunnilingus from both Charlotte and her opponent. Curiously enough I was not grossed out at seeing my mother naked and having sex; I was just intrigued. So now when I frigg myself, I pretend it is me and not Charlotte who is doing all that fucking." 

Brenda triumphantly proclaimed:

"See I knew you had sexual feelings but you are simply hesitant to act upon it. As for me when I masturbate I recall my Harry's cock. I still remember vividly its length and width. It was a huge fat cock and I just loved popping it into my mouth. I loved sucking it; slurping it and licking it. I can no longer lick a lollipop without remembering Harry's cock. Best of all I was overjoyed when he blasted his cum in my mouth. His cum was as tasty as I could imagine. The saltiness of his semen coupled with the smell of it always pushed me over the edge. I would almost always have an orgasm when I had his sweet tasting cum in my mouth."

As Brenda was waxing poetically over her ecstasies of her blow job experiences, Connie was noticing how flushed Vickie was reacting to Brenda's saucy discourse. So she leaned over to Vickie and whispered:

"You're totally wet down there aren't you?"

Vickie nodded as Brenda was continuing:

"But when Harry put his cock in my pussy and began fucking me...."

Connie waved her hands and said:

"Brenda stop! The point is already made. Vickie is not against sex after all; just look at her face. See how agitated she is? You are excited by Brenda's recital of her past sex glories, aren't you Vickie?"

Vickie squeaked:

"Oh yes."

"Right! So as I see it you actually do want sex but you are afraid of failure. You think it ought to be a spectacular experience but you sense it might turn out to be an unmitigated disaster. Am I right?

Vickie again squeaked:

"I guess that is so in a nutshell."

"And the longer you put off sex the stronger your fear of disaster becomes." 

"Now that you put it that way, I guess that is absolutely true, Connie."

"By the way I must confess you are justified in your apprehensions. The male species in general especially the young are inept in trying to please a woman. Some even are not at all interested in pleasing a woman. My first guy was no picnic. He boasted of his excellent sexual prowess, making me giddy at the prospect of losing my virginity but the reality was 180 degrees opposite. He was so lacking in love making, never mind his minuscule penis, that I swear I would have had a more enjoyable time being raped by a stranger. As for Brenda she had two most humiliating experiences before she met her prince Harry."

Vickie gulped:

"Oh my! That does sound dreadful indeed." 

Connie continued:

"I think Vickie you need a helping hand so to speak, to get through your first time jitters. Something like when we girls were 12 or 13 and we would kiss our girlfriends to prepare ourselves to kissing a boy. So similarly some girl-on-girl sex can prepare you for sex with a man."

Vickie acknowledged:

"Well I suppose that makes sense."

"Here's the deal Vickie. Brenda and I are truly straight; we do love cock. However that is not to say that we are adverse to some girl-on-girl sex. Au contraire we indulged even when our fiancées were alive; of course it only occurred when our boys were not available to satisfy our itch. You see we believe that girl-on-girl sex is the next best thing to the real thing."

The conversation began to take an esoteric turn as no doubt the alcohol consumed was taking its toll on the girls and especially in loosening Vickie's inhibitions. So Vickie asked:

"And so the real thing is?..." 

"The real thing is the real thing. You will know it is the real thing when the real thing happens to you. In the meantime...er I think I can speak for Brenda as well...is that not so Brenda?"

"Absolutely Connie. Whatever you say is fine by me."

"Well until the real thing comes along then we, that is Brenda and I, can be of assistance to you and prepare you. In fact I think it is our duty as your study group mates to provide such service." 

Vickie sardonically replied:

"I am grateful that you are aware of your responsibilities."

Connie retorted:

"Damn straight. I did achieve the 'gold award' as a girl scout after all. But never mind all that. I say Vickie why don't you come to our place and we will do what we will do."

Before Vickie could answer, Brenda interjected:

"I didn't know you got a 'gold award'. Heck I only got as far as a 'silver award' when I was in girl scouts."

Connie happily chided:

"Well it is nice to know I topped you in something. I mean you scored higher in our semester finals. You snagged the quarterback while I settled for the tight end. Your guy was drafted first while mine wasn't drafted until third overall."

Brenda gasped and responded:

"Don't tell me you are jealous of me? Hell you are the most beautiful woman on the planet and you envy me?"

"In case you have not noticed you attract a better class of male admirers. The guys that look at me are only calculating if I would be beneficial to their careers as a trophy wife. They have no interest in what I think, say or desire. At least the guys you attract are definitely interested in you, and make an effort to endear themselves to you." 

"Oh puleze Connie! All you have to do is snap your fingers and every male within hearing comes running to you."

"That may be so but my experience is that the worthless reach me first having trampled over the worthwhile in the rush."

To this all Brenda could do was snort:

"Harrumph!"

Vickie, slightly annoyed, had to interject:

"That certainly is a fascinating debate but I am wondering is the invitation to accompany you to your residence still open and available?"

Both Brenda and Connie turned to Vickie and each sported a huge wolfish, leering smile. Brenda answered:

"Of course Vickie. It has been our experience that the best qualities of Connie and me only become evident when we make love to a beautiful girl like you."

By now Vickie was accustomed to the wry humor of Brenda so she replied in kind:

"Well so now it seems like it is my duty and responsibility to get you two into a sunny disposition by accepting the invitation to fuck?"

"We are all called upon in life to make sacrifices for the greater good. But I trust the sacrifice on your part will not be onerous."

They all laughed and finishing their drinks they headed to Brenda and Connie's apartment. As they had started the evening expecting only to participate in a mundane study group sessions, the girls were dressed rather plainly and that was why while at the bar they were not importuned by the male patrons and they had enjoyed virtually uninterrupted conversation.

However Brenda and Connie did wear their mink coats to the bar. The girls wore these coats not because they were vain nor were they motivated to appear ostentatiously to draw attention to themselves. Instead they both felt compelled to wear these coats at each viable opportunity to honor and remember their dead fiancées.

Apart from their coats Brenda in addition to her underwear was garbed in a sweater and jeans; Connie was in a sweater and beige corduroy pants. Vickie sported a more alluring ensemble. She wore a mini denim skirt along with thigh high woolen stockings. The stockings were wide striped alternating between a burgundy color and a light gray.

Victoria Veronica Vargas was a most attractive and appealing woman. She had straight coal black hair down to her shoulders. One can discern sharp Hispanic features in her face but such were softened by a total angelic expression she projected. Her face invariably provoked smiles when one would look at her. She was above average in height at 5'10'', and her legs were extra long inducing a never ending impression.

Her breasts were not as huge as those of Brenda and Connie but her "C" size cup rendered her body perfect and totally alluring. Like Brenda and Connie she had correct posture and always walked with confidence even when she was not feeling the same.

Vickie was somewhat mistaken in her self assessment. She did not take into account the influence on her of her unusual upbringing. As a child she was unaware of how unusual her childhood had been and even as an adult she did not delve on it unduly. Although growing up in a brothel and in the sex club premises which caused her to be well versed in sex, she paradoxically led a very sheltered life. She did not attend school as her mother's business partner, John William St Clair, acting like her de facto father, hired the best tutors money could buy to educate her. As she had stated to Brenda and Connie, the fear of lapsing into prostitution motivated her to take her education seriously but the superiority of her tutors guaranteed that she had a first rate well rounded education.

Her isolated childhood made her completely introverted and incapable of even participating in minimal social interaction. Thus while attending her four undergraduate years at the University of Texas and living alone she made no friends either male or female. 

Despite being a very attractive female her cold demeanor dissuaded even the most aggressive Lothario to make a play for her. She was just so used to being alone and having her life controlled by Kristina. It was not until she chose to apply and enroll at Duke that she exercised her first independent major decision concerning her life. Kristina had no objection to that decision. She had no trouble giving Vickie her blessing and wishing her well.

At Duke, Vickie continued her solitary life in med school, and might have remained a hermit school as well, had it not been for her joining the study group and meeting Brenda and Connie. When by happenstance she was asked by one of the males to join the group her immediate impulse was to decline. However realizing the benefits of a study group she did agree to join. She was immediately impressed by the confidence and self assuredness displayed by Brenda and Connie despite the undisguised disdain of the male members. 

Thereby encouraged, Vickie finally offered some opinions at the study group sessions and she was gratified to discern the approbation of Brenda and Connie. When the male members disappeared from the group, it prompted the desire in Vickie to learn more about Brenda and Connie. 

Consequently, she screwed up her courage and she made what for her was an unprecedented move; she asked Brenda and Connie to join her at a bar for drinks.

As to her sexuality, Vickie was likewise mistaken in her beliefs. She was in reality by nature a sensual passionate woman capable of ultimate hedonism. Her personal belief in her sexual indifference was brought about by misinterpreting her reactions to her unusual upbringing. 

When Vickie turned fourteen Kristina allowed her to work as staff at the club orgies. Considering Vickie's superior home schooling she was under the radar as far as the Texas authorities were concerned. Since Kristina at the age of fourteen had already been a seasoned prostitute she did not consider she was morally harming her daughter by exposing her to the club orgies at such a tender age.

Vickie was definitely titillated at what she saw at the club orgies. Her fine intellectual mind, though, quickly grasped the notion that she was not prepared never mind old enough to participate in the sex practices she saw at the club. Vickie although shy, wished herself to be fearless as she abhorred cowardice. To reconcile the competing feelings of wanting to participate in sex versus her maidenly apprehensions of making a botch of it all she developed the comforting thought that she was indifferent to sex.

Having thus established in her mind of her supposed indifference she was able to suppress her latent desires to indulge in the sexual licentiousness she was exposed to. So when she did turn eighteen she steadfastly refused the offer of her mother to take part in a TLR orgy. This mindset of hers reinforced her inherent shyness when she finally left home and her childhood. She was incapable of making any friends while she was a coed at the University of Texas.

That night when she was with Brenda and Connie, the dam that was psychologically containing her pent up sexual desires ruptured. Not discounting the tragedy Brenda and Connie had experienced at the untimely death of their lovers, Vickie marveled at the rich sexual lives our heroines had enjoyed to this point. Vickie bemoaned the useless wastefulness of her celibacy as obviously Brenda and Connie were of the same age as her. Vickie became very aroused as she listened to Brenda's joy in recounting her blow jobs with Harry. She realized in her own mind that there was no reward for her remaining chaste. 

Thus she was absolutely susceptible to accept Connie's offer for the threesome sex. So inflamed was she, that she was annoyed by the silly bantering Brenda and Connie underwent after the announced invitation to fuck. Because their bickering cast doubt on the sincerity of the offer to have sex, Vickie had to push the issue.

Vickie was overjoyed when Brenda and Connie confirmed that the offer to have sex was authentic. As she left the bar with them her panties were absolutely soaked with her juices as she realized she was going to lose her virginity. Well strictly speaking she was not losing her virginity in the traditional meaning of that expression but still she was losing her virginity to sex. 

Yes it was going to be lesbian sex but still it was going to be honest to goodness sex. She was mindful of Connie's assertion that girl-on-girl sex was the next best thing to the real thing. Hell as far as Vickie was concerned the next best thing had to be better than masturbation which had been her only thing so far in her life.

When they arrived at Brenda and Connie's apartment, they marched to the bedroom and wordlessly they all dropped their coats and kicked off their shoes. Brenda and Connie also removed their socks while Vickie kept her thigh high stockings on. Then Connie took control of the situation and ordered:

"Brenda why don't you hop on the bed so you can hold Vickie in an initial embrace. Vickie, to initiate you in the ways of Sappho and to make it especially exciting I suggest I blindfold you so that you are attuned to the sensual and not to the visual."

Vickie thrilled to the assigned submissive role uttered:

"Oh yes Connie! Anything you say. I am a mere pupil. You are my mentors. Do what you will with me." 

Brenda still relatively clothed got on the bed and sat down with her back propped against the headboard. Connie removed her sweater and went to the closet to properly hang it up while ignoring her mink coat unceremoniously lying on the floor.

She returned with a dark purple polka dotted scarf to wrap around Vickie's eyes. After blindfolding Vickie, Connie pushed Vickie's sweater up to her neck and without undoing the hooks lifted Vickie's bra off her tits and pushed it likewise up to her neck leaving her boobs exposed. Then Connie undid the buttons of Vickie's mini skirt and pushed it up her waist to reveal her thong. 

Connie murmured:

"Now you are ready; let me guide you to Brenda."

Brenda spread her legs apart as Connie directed Vickie to lay on Brenda with her head resting on Brenda's right shoulder. Brenda's arms surrounded Vickie and she grabbed a hold of Vickie's nipples and began lovingly fondling them. Vickie's body was confined within Brenda's spread thighs and all Vickie could do with her hands was to slide them along Brenda's jeans clad thighs. 

Connie momentarily mesmerized by the sight queried:

"Is that good Vickie? Do you like Brenda's touch."

"Oh yeah!"

"This is just the beginning Vickie."

"Oh yes more. I need more."

Connie got on the bed, on her knees with her face peering at Vickie's thong. Brenda was licking Vickie's left ear lobe as she continued pinching Vickie's nipples and causing them to pebble. Brenda's tongue and hot breath on her ear had Vickie gasping in ecstasy. 

Connie with her left hand had grabbed a hold of Vickie's thong and lifted it away to expose Vickie's cunt. With her right hand Connie started rubbing two fingers inside Vickie's vagina. The finger rubbing had Vickie moaning. But Connie was not content with frigging Vickie's cunt. Soon Vickie felt both of Connie's hands grasping her thong and she had no option but to lift her hips to allow its removal. 

Now the lovemaking kicked into a higher gear. As Brenda kept mauling Vickie's luscious breasts, she had maneuvered to plant a slow languorous passionate kiss on Vickie's lips and mouth.

Vickie was in a sexual nirvana as this was her first honest to goodness sexual kiss. She lifted her left hand to caress Brenda's luxuriant hair as she was receiving the kiss. Not only did Vickie receive this sweeter than wine kiss enthusiastically, but she returned it with an aggressive passion that caught Brenda with surprise. 

Vickie's "no holds barred" kissing cancelled any tendency on Brenda's part to act jaded or nonchalant but instead she began moaning on her own volition. 




Brenda and Connie Ch. 17



Connie with now unfettered access to Vickie's cunt, was surprised to discover it to be bald. Having forgotten her own particular reason to keep her own cunt shaved since puberty she had not encountered another shaved pussy amongst her various partners in her girl-on-girl sex escapades. Considering Vickie's assertion of being a novice to sexual activity Connie felt the fact that Vickie shaved her pussy belied her air of innocence. She felt then that she need not treat Vickie with kid gloves and instead proceeded to make love with unreserved passion. Her subsequent tonguing of Vickie's pussy was purposely intense.

So Vickie's body was now under triple assault. Each part was reacting to the assaults. Her lips were puffy and swollen as Brenda introduced biting and nipping of the lips in the kissing action. Her nipples were beyond rock hard. As Brenda had progressed from fondling to rough pinching, her nipples were absolutely throbbing in pain. The pain was absolutely intense causing Vickie to whimper as she continued returning Brenda's kisses. As for her cunt it had become super moist from Connie's tonguing. Three contrasting sensations were coursing throughout Vickie's body. An absolute pleasure sensation emanated from her cunt. A purely painful sensation emanated from her nipples. An equal combination of pain-pleasure sensation emanated from her lips.

With the blind fold on these three alternating sensations replaced Vickie's initial dark void vision. What Vickie now saw as registered by her brain, were three colorful lines flashing like lightning bolts at first parallel to each other moving horizontally in her vision plane. Her brain suggested these lines represented her physically aware sensations. She identified the red colored line as the pleasure sensation; the black colored line as the pain sensation; and purple colored line as the pain-pleasure sensation. 

All of a sudden the lines changed their positions. The lines met at the center of her vision plane and flared outward at 120 degrees to each other to form a perfect symmetry. The lines pulsed and agitated moving to the center. All of a sudden the center exploded to obliterate her sense of vision. Vickie broke off her kissing from Brenda and screamed; an absolutely loud scream at that; experiencing her first orgasm of her life that was not self induced.

Helped by Brenda, Vickie sat upright on the bed, but then leaned slightly forward to rest her palms on her covered knee-caps. She then began panting to regain her equilibrium that had been erased by her powerful orgasm. 

Brenda and Connie took the opportunity to get off the bed and disrobe to become totally naked. Connie then got back on the bed to replace the position Brenda had been in. Brenda still standing off the bed reached for Vickie's sweater and removed it. Vickie under her own impetus unhooked her bra and removed it. 

Now Vickie was naked as well except for her blindfold scarf and her garish stockings. The stockings were such a visual turn on for Brenda and Connie that they made no move to remove it. As Vickie was totally focused on the sexual activity she was disinclined to make the effort to remove them herself.

Vickie then leaned back on the sitting Connie. As Connie's breasts were exposed, the feeling of them on her back was for Vickie electrifying. Connie was also able to cause her torso to be in constant subtle motion. Thus Connie's nipples sliding along her back was driving Vickie into a new high level of sexual excitement. Having just experienced a powerful orgasm, Vickie was susceptible to almost instant arousal. Connie was able to reach and rub Vickie's clit will keeping her now swollen nipples in gentle rubbing motion on Vickie's back. 

Brenda then climbed onto the bed. While resting on her knees she cupped her breasts. Then leaning towards Vickie's mouth, Brenda caused a nipple to caress Vickie's lips. Vickie soon had her mouth open to take in the nipple and she started sucking it. Vickie was moaning and groaning in response to what was happening, but Brenda was inexplicably more aroused. 

Brenda spat out:

"Yes baby! Oh yes! Oh just suck my tit. Bite it! You can bite it. Bite it hard. Make me scream."

Vickie obligingly did bite hard on the nipple and drew blood. Brenda screamed:

"Oh fuck! Oh fucking yes!"

Vickie sucked in the tiny drop of blood and the taste was orgasmic. In fact her vagina ejected some more of her female juices as she underwent her second orgasm. Vickie's body vibrated evidencing her climax to Brenda and Connie. Brenda was also climaxing. 

Wordlessly Connie removed herself from her position behind Vickie. Having released Brenda's nipple, Vickie flopped backwards to rest her head on the mattress. Brenda, although still in the throes of her orgasm, moved and positioned herself to start a muff dive on Vickie's cunt.

Vickie, completely by instinct, lifted her stocking clad legs and then caused her heels rest on the small of Brenda's back. Vicki's hips were bucking in response to Brenda's effective tongue action. Connie hovered over Vickie and holding her buttocks apart sat on Vickie's face. 

She instructed:

"Just start licking my ass hole, bitch. I expect a good tongue washing. I need my ass hole to be totally clean."

Although blindfolded, Vickie's tonguing of Connie's ass was surprisingly sufficiently erotic for the needs of the blond amazon. Connie actually reached her orgasm before Vickie's third orgasm. With her nose next to the crack of Connie's ass, Vickie was treated to the full effect of the body smell of Connie's female essence. And the smell was totally erotic. With Brenda lapping her cunt juices, Vickie was soon experiencing her third orgasm.

There was no respite allowed to Vickie. Connie and Brenda switched places on Vickie's body. Brenda though was sitting on Vickie's face in opposite direction than the way Connie had. This meant that Brenda's cunt was what was offered for Vickie's tongue and she made the most of it.

After spreading her labia lips wide to give Vickie the fullest access to her vagina, Brenda removed the blindfold scarf from Vickie's head to allow a visual stimulation for the first time. Despite having no previous experience in cunnilingus, Vickie's tonguing of Brenda's cunt was sufficiently arousing to Brenda to induce a most satisfactory climax for her. Connie's tongue on Vickie's cunt was the ultimate in exquisite pleasure that Vickie had enjoyed. 

Vickie's fourth orgasm was the most intense yet and she actually fainted and naturally slipped into slumber. Brenda having experienced a pleasurable orgasm disengaged and slipped to Vickie's left to fall asleep beside her. Connie had been masturbating as she was licking Vickie and when she tasted Vickie's released juices; she succumbed to a pleasurable orgasm herself. Then she slipped to the other side of Vickie to fall asleep. 



Brenda and Connie Ch. 18



When Brenda, Connie and Vickie woke up that Saturday morning there was no inclination by anyone to start a normal day. Instead there was an unstated consensus to continue in their sex play at least for that day. Brenda was the first to awaken and she immediately turned to Vickie's cunt and started licking it. 

Vickie then awakened to the feeling of a tongue in her vagina as her hips were moving automatically into Brenda's face. After she became fully aware of what was happening to her, Vickie was running her right hand through Brenda's luxuriant red hair; encouraging and approving the muff dive. 

As Connie's luscious tits were easily accessible, Vickie turned her head and captured Connie's nearest nipple in her mouth. She started nipping and licking the nipple while with her free hand she was pinching and squeezing the other nipple to rock hardness. 

Connie awakened to find her boobs being abused and she was loving it. She leaned forward so that she was able to stick her tongue into Vickie's left ear, and she started licking it. With a tongue in an ear and a tongue in her vagina, Vickie was experiencing two jolts of exquisite sensual pleasures coursing throughout her body and clashing against each other. She could not stand it any longer! She let go of Connie's nipple in her mouth and screamed:

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh God! Oh God! Oh fucking God! Agggg...."

Now Connie having just awakened, notwithstanding the stimulation on her tits, was nowhere near the climax stage. However Vickie's screams of ecstasy quickly affected her brain which in turn loosened her control of her own body. Consequently she felt her urethra squirt some urine out of her to dribble down her leg. 

As soon as she realized what had happened Connie screamed out with the same intensity as Vickie's scream:

"Oh fuck I just pissed! Fuck Brenda I need to pee badly!"

Brenda with her mouth full of Vickie's female juices released from the orgasm, gurgled a reply:

"OK Connie. Sure thing. Be right there. Coming."

As Vickie's ecstasy from her super nova orgasm was diminishing, she was dimly aware of the dialogue but could not comprehend it. Her mind did register that Connie got out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. She also saw that Brenda almost simultaneously got out of the bed and literally ran after Connie into the bathroom.

Vickie momentarily relaxed flat on her back as she continued to recover from her climax. But seeing as how the bathroom door was wide open, curiosity got the better of her. So she got up off the bed and headed to the bathroom. The sight that beheld Vickie was astonishing indeed. 

The bath tub was an old fashioned one with claw feet and very wide rounded ends. There was space between the wall and the side of the tub next to it. With such configuration Connie was perched on the tub in a crab like position with the soles of her feet and palms of her hands firmly planted on the sides of the tub holding up her body as she was facing Brenda's head. Brenda was in the tub underneath the straddling Connie with her feet touching the faucets end and her back resting on the opposite end. In such tableau then Vickie saw that Connie was peeing onto the face of Brenda.

In Connie's position she could not effectively direct her flow of urine save and except it was all aimed at Brenda's face. Brenda by bobbing and weaving her head was able to capture most of it in her mouth. She drank some of it but by accumulating some of it in her mouth she was able to periodically squirt out a waterfall of piss of her own making to land on her tits. This incredible sight together with the realization that both Brenda and Connie were truly enjoying the activity completely amazed Vickie. She involuntarily let her jaws drop to display an open mouth of wonderment.

Vickie had entered the bathroom near the end of Connie's urination. So when it ended, Brenda was not sure how long Vickie had witnessed their water sports activity but she sure noticed Vickie's gaping mouth of astonishment. 

Remembering the disgust their assigned dates at her sister's wedding felt when Connie had peed on her then, Brenda was worried about a similar reaction from Vickie. The guys at her sister's wedding were no loss, but up to this point Vickie had proved to be a most enjoyable sex partner. It would be a shame to lose her over some squeamishness at the completely open sexuality she and Connie indulged in. 

Thus Brenda tried diplomatically to calm the perceived nerves of Vickie:

"Oh Vickie, I hope you are not grossed out. I know it may seem strange that Connie and I enjoy peeing on each other but we do enjoy it. We started with our boyfriends. I was in seventh heaven whenever Harry peed on me and he always eagerly submitted to me pissing on him. However if you are too grossed out we can curb our tendencies in your presence."

Actually Brenda need not have feared as Vickie was far from being grossed out. Although this weekend was the first time she actually participated in a sex act apart from masturbation, Vickie by virtue of working at her mother's sex club for the past eight years was extremely knowledgeable of sex including and especially of kinky sex. What surprised Vickie was the unabashed joy that Brenda and Connie seemed to have exhibited. In her experience at the club, it seemed to her that the members who participated in golden showers did so as an experiment out of the norm to satisfy a curiosity rather than actually craving for the activity. So Vickie was truly excited rather than apprehensive at what she had seen. 

Vickie replied:

"Oh heavens no Brenda, I am not grossed out in the least. Instead I am fascinated and as this is my break out weekend who am I to question my betters as to what is enjoyable in sex. I actually do have to pee right now and after that I wouldn't mind receiving some piss."

"Well then you can replace Connie and I will be happy to taste what I'm sure is your delicious pee. When you are finished we can trade places as I can sense a full bladder in me."

Accordingly, as Connie withdrew, and after she finally removed her thigh high stockings, Vickie got on top of the tub and as soon as Brenda indicated she was ready, Vickie released her stream. This first time pissing on a human being was a unique heady sensation indeed. The fact that Brenda seemed to have received her urine with absolute delight without any hint of aversion sealed the deal for Vickie's capacity to enjoy in this kinky sexual activity. The more Brenda reveled in receiving Vickie's urine the more Vickie looked forward to her turn to be pissed upon.

Indeed when the two did change places and Brenda was peeing on her, Vickie was in a perpetual state of orgasming throughout Brenda's shower on her. She imitated what Brenda had done and did not flinch at all when she swallowed some of Brenda's urine. When Brenda finished so overjoyed was Vickie that she was giggling and laughing. 

This prompted Brenda to observe:

"Obviously you were not lying when you assured us you were not grossed out by our water sports."

Connie harrumphed:

"Well it's nice the two of you are getting along so swimmingly but I am the one that has not been peed upon." 

Brenda mocked:

"Oh you poor neglected baby! OK both Vickie and I promise the next time we have to each pee it will be on you. Right Vickie?" 

"Absolutely!"

The girls giggled and each toweled herself dry of the wet urine on their bodies. Each girl sensed that their body odor was rank as a consequence of all the sex they had indulged in since they left the bar. The dried urine odor on their bodies only added to their off putting smell.

Paradoxically all the girls wordlessly opted to forgo a shower. They were all of a mind desirous of a weekend of debauchery and depravity. Refraining from a shower was therefore a necessity to preserve the wished for fantasy.

The girls remained naked throughout the day. After relieving themselves on each other they trooped to the kitchen and Brenda prepared a sumptuous breakfast. The heartiness of the meal provided renewed energy and stamina for the girls to enable them to resume very intensive sex amongst themselves. 

As Brenda and Connie had indulged in frequent girl-on-girl sex since the death of their fiancées, they had acquired various sex toys to enhance their couplings. Such included some strap-on dildos to simulate heterosexual intercourse.

As Brenda gathered one of them to use she remarked:

"Since you are still a virgin Vickie perhaps I should not penetrate you with this dildo to preserve your cherry for the lucky man who will finally claim it. So I will fuck Connie and you can sit on her face while I'm doing so."

"Thank you for your kind concern Brenda, but you do not have to be so circumspect. My hymen was ruptured when I was twelve years old as a result of a horse riding accident. Besides at my age, once I actually do get fucked by some guy, I certainly don't want him to suspect I am a virgin. So go ahead and shove that thing in me. I need the practice." Connie couldn't help but observe:

"Holy shit! Brenda's hymen was ruptured by her family doctor for medical reasons when she was eleven. So that leaves me as the only one of this group to lose her cherry the traditional way. But the guy that did me had a three inch prick; that is three inches when fully erect! Yes I had been drinking, but still when he penetrated me so to speak, I felt no pain as I had been led to believe I ought to have xperienced. There was my blood and his semen on my cunt so I had to believe that he did indeed deflower me but it sure was a letdown to prior expectations."

The girls all laughed at Connie's sardonic humor. They then proceeded into some serious fucking. Brenda did fuck Vickie vaginally while Connie was sitting on Vickie's face. After Vickie reached her climax and screamed out her orgasm, in the afterglow she declared:

"I am no longer a virgin. Hallelujah at twenty-two I am no longer a virgin. True, I have not been fucked by a man yet, which will be rectified in due course, but still I am no longer a virgin; hallelujah."

Everyone laughed of course but Vickie's bubbly and humorous declaration heightened the giddy mood and atmosphere in the apartment. The girls continued fucking throughout the day and into the night. Almost every permutation and combination of three-way lesbian sex seemed to have been tried. There was only one serious break from the fucking ; when the girls ordered some takeout pizza. Connie donned a robe to accept and pay for the pizza to the delivery person. It was the only instance when anyone was not naked.

Finally when Sunday morning arrived, each girl knew their absence from their real life had to end. Vickie left to return to her apartment and thus all three put in a normal thorough day of study the rest of that day. So after that weekend, they reluctantly had to resume their academic life as law students at Duke University. Each girl was able to compartmentalize her academic life vis-a-vis their new sex life. 

When they were attending class, doing homework/research or studying, all the girls were totally focusing their minds on learning the law. Despite the utmost pleasure each girl derived from the sex play neither of them was irresponsible to slack off from their primary goal of successfully completing their schooling to enable themselves to become successful lawyers. 

Mind you the sex had the effect of improving their study group dynamics. The initial improvement in their study group started with the withdrawal of the males in the New Year. As a result the testosterone competitive undercurrents were eliminated. There was just no rivalry amongst the girls, especially since they each had achieved such high grades.

Without the need to outshine each other, the girls did not belittle any uttered opinion during the study group sessions, but instead paid serious attention to each other's views. As a result the girls became absolutely proficient in discerning every pro and con viewpoint on every issue studied.

This type of study and answers are absolutely essential to success at law school and eventually to the practice of law in the real world. Their male study partners during the first semester did not grasp this concept. They were able to make brilliant persuasive arguments advocating one side of an issue but they paid short shrift or even neglected the valid points of the other side. And that is why despite writing very thoughtful and clever exams they only received failing or near failing grades for their efforts.

They ignored the reality that the reason there are trials is that each litigant expects to win. It behooves the lawyer in addition to presenting his side persuasively, he must be aware of the opponent's good points so he can counter them effectively enough to ultimately prevail. 

Although the girls did focus on the law when they were studying, nevertheless their sexual contacts and their compatibility made their group study absolutely cohesive and thus even more productive than ever. During February, March and up to their final exams at the end of April every weekend was devoted to nonstop sex. Each Friday night study session usually ended about eight to nine o'clock in the evening. They would then go to their favorite bar for a couple of hours to relax and unwind. 

They became regulars but they consistently declined male overtures to join their table; so they were soon left alone. Around midnight they would leave and alternate either going to Brenda-Connie's apartment or to Vickie's. Until Sunday morning the girls would be naked and except for eating and sleeping they would be partaking of constant three-way sex.

The sex during these weekends was as intensive and as enjoyable as that first weekend. As the girls became more familiar with each other's needs and desires with regards to sex, their lovemaking improved exponentially.

Notwithstanding the hedonistic joy of their weekend sexual pleasures, the girls continued their single minded determination to maintain their studies. Indeed they balanced their pleasures with their academic work admirably. Such balance between work and play paid off in even greater rewards. 

At the end of that first year of law school, Brenda and Connie improved to virtually finishing tied for second place while Vickie remained ending up with the highest grades of the entire first year class of 205 students.

During those almost three months interval, none of the three girls were unduly concerned that they were participating in heavy duty sex and tjat it was confined to lesbian sex. A bar visit of two to three hours was a prelude to each of those weekend sex trysts; but they always declined male companionship during those times spent at the bar. 

During that whole school year at Duke none of them made any effort to meet or pursue a male companion. There is that expression that goes something like "if it walks like a duck; quacks like a duck; swims like a duck; etc. then it must be a duck." If one were to confront any one of the three girls in this period of time and suggest they were lesbians pursuant to the "must be a duck" reasoning each girl would deny vehemently the logic.

Brenda and Connie would particularly swear they love cock. After all they each had had fiancées that there was no denying they had been seriously in love with. Yes they indulged in girl-on-girl sex but as Connie would forever proclaim it was just the next best thing to the real thing. They were just marking time until the "real thing" comes to them; that is all. They just were not so desperate to single mindedly seek the "real thing." There is something to be said for being prudent and not to rush. Both Brenda and Connie believed that they would eventually come to the "real thing" again but they were in no hurry to get there. So in the meantime the next best thing was good enough.

As for Vickie she would likewise be emphatic in maintaining that she was not a lesbian. True her only sexual experiences up to this point were Sapphic encounters but she would subscribe to the theory propounded by Connie. Her sex with Brenda and Connie was analogous to pre-teen girls kissing each other as an experimental testing to prepare themselves when they would kiss boys. She would point out that her greatest enjoyment in the girl-on-girl sex was penetration by dildo.

Besides it was not like she was actually in love with either Brenda or Connie. They were good friends; they had good times, but contemplating living with either one in a love relationship just did not float Vickie's boat.

As if compelled to vouch for her heterosexuality, Vickie had some startling information and offer to relate to Brenda and Connie on the occasion of their last get-together weekend. During a break in their fucking at the last weekend before the final exams, indeed the last weekend before the formal end of the school year, a naked Vickie announced to naked Brenda and Connie:

"Guys, my birthday is May 22, which this year will be my 23rd and falls on a Sunday."

Brenda asked:

"Congratulations Vickie! Is this a hint you would like a present?"

"No Brenda I am not soliciting a present from you. I am though thinking of a present for myself. So I have decided that my birthday present will be that I will finally surrender my virginity."

"Huh? I thought you already considered you are no longer a virgin as we have constantly in the past three months fucked you with a dildo not just in your cunt but also into your ass."

"Yes Brenda perhaps I should clarify myself a little better. True I do not believe I am a virgin strictly speaking, but nevertheless I have not been fucked by a man yet. I intend to rectify this situation and that will be my birthday present."

"Wow that sounds cool. So who is the lucky man to be?"

"Actually it will be at least eight men but I do not know their names as of yet."

"Not satisfied with merely one man? You are going to take on eight? Sounds like you are contemplating a gang bang but why don't you know their names? If you don't know their names, how can you be so sure you are going to round up that many in time for your birthday which is only a few weeks away?"

"You have forgotten that my mother owns a sex club and I have a standing offer to enjoy myself at a club orgy."

At this point Connie joined in the conversation:

"Well OK Vickie, but why do you say that you are going to fuck eight men and why precisely eight?"

"Well you see my mother phoned me the other day and asked what I would like for my upcoming birthday. Having already decided that it was absolutely humiliating to still be strictly speaking a virgin at twenty-three years of age, I decided to kill two birds with one stone. By going to the orgy on the weekend of my birthday, I could fuck my brains out on Saturday the day before my actual birthday. Ergo I would have the satisfaction of having known men, Biblically speaking that is, before the age of twenty-three. Plus not having fucked a man before, what better birthday present could I ask for?"

"That sounds great Vickie but maybe I am like dog with its bone;- again why did you say you were going to fuck at least eight men? Presumably at the orgy there are no restrictions on whom and how many one can fuck. You had told us before that at a regular club orgy there are 25 male members available to fuck. Do you plan to quit as soon as you have fucked eight and can you be sure you will fuck at least eight men?"

Vickie answered:

"Let me back up a little. My mother invited me to go to an orgy as soon as I turned eighteen but I had refused. She sure was surprised at my refusal since I had never expressed or displayed any disgust at the goings on at the club's orgies while I worked there. She had automatically assumed as I was her daughter I could not wait to be old enough to partake of the fun. She worried that I was a lesbian because lesbians unless they were willing to fuck males could not be members of the Texas Love Ranch.




Brenda and Connie Ch. 18



Now she could tolerate my being a lesbian easier than the notion I was going to be a nun. She was totally devastated that I had formed no friends or acquaintances during my four years at the University of Texas. When I informed her of my acceptance at Duke University she was mollified in that if I were to become a nun I obviously would have made my move in that direction by then. But she was not pleased at Christmas time that I could not report I had made any useful friends either during the past two and a half years at Duke."

Brenda protested at this point:

"Wait a minute Vickie, that can't be true. You were a member of our study group and a valuable member at that."

"Oh puleze Brenda! Yes I was a member of the study group but I was only asked to join for just the reason I believe to round out the symmetry of the group. Certainly the male members of the group paid no attention to me. As for you two, I'm sure I was under the radar of your circle of acquaintances at that time. Heck you guys thought I was in my first year at Duke like yourselves. It was not until we got together that last weekend in January that we actually became friends and began to know something of each other."

Discomforted by the justice of Vickie's remarks, Brenda muttered:

"Be that as it may, still we were acquaintances at that time and it was misleading your mother to say you had no acquaintances at the Law School."

Vickie made the "W" sign as she replied:

"Whatever Brenda! In any case my mother broke down in tears and she accused me of being an "ice maiden" and a frigid virgin as rebellion to herself. She accused me of being ashamed of her."

Connie slyly interjected:

"Well you did seem to intimate that you were ashamed of her when we first got you to talk about yourself." Vickie patiently answered:

"I confess I did not articulate my relationship with my mother accurately. I definitely am not ashamed of her. Considering she rose from a $1 per trick teen whore to become a wealthy businesswoman, worth millions with established contacts amongst the elite of the country not just Texas, one cannot help but admire her. My problem was that in my mind as I was growing up I was competing with her. I definitely did not want to be a prostitute like her not because of any righteous abhorrence of her former life but because I believed I was not strong enough to endure the hardships and escape from it like my mother did.

This core belief set me into a circular harmful mind set. The more successes I achieved the more tainted they became. I fervently believed had my mother the advantages I had she would have made more of these successes than I did. My low point in such negative thinking occurred the first day at Duke. It dawned on me that I was a student at one of the prestigious schools in the country pursuing both a law degree and a medical degree. I was going to become an attorney, a prestigious profession never mind the anti lawyer jokes. Yet despite this my mother was the more interesting person. I believe I intimated as much previously to you two.

When my mother broke down and cried, accusing me of being ashamed of her I then realized how petty and how beneath me such attitude on my part was. In reaction I broke down in tears as well. I assured her that I was not ashamed and that I loved her dearly. I acknowledged to her that I was absolutely thankful that she had provided for all my needs and made it easy for me to succeed. I said that I was just an ungrateful child not to be happy with my good fortune. I promised to her that I would break out of my prudish mold soon. I vowed that I would live my life to the fullest as she would wish, not to satisfy her, but to properly fulfill my destiny. My first step towards this resolve occurred when the three of us got together that weekend in January."

Brenda marveled:

"My English Literature professor at Michigan State once opined that the perceived dullest most inconsequential real life person has a character more intricate and intriguing than the most perceived flamboyant and exciting fictional character, any author had ever penned. You do seem to prove that maxim. To tell the truth, despite your achieving the highest grade of the first year law class, until that first weekend get-together I certainly viewed you as mundane not evoking any interest to discover you better. Since I have gotten to really know you I can only thank my lucky stars that I have had the privilege to have met you."

Vickie was grateful for that and said:

"Well thank you Brenda for your kind words. Now to bring my story up to date, I told my mother that for my birthday present I wanted to spend the weekend at the Texas Love Ranch. I wanted to fuck my brains out. I did not have the courage though to advise her that this would be the first time I would have cock in my pussy; or in my ass or in my mouth as well for that matter; which of course was exactly what I intend to achieve.

My mother reacted even more positively than I had expected. She advised me that the contest the Club was planning for that Saturday night was a team game entitled "Around the World in Eighty Minutes"; obviously a play of words to the famous Jules Verne novel. She said that she and I could form one of the three female teams to compete for the prize."

As Brenda and Connie had puzzled faces, Vickie went on to explain:

"The Texas Love Ranch is sexist in the sense that only a woman or a group of women could win the sex contests or games. It is deemed that participation in a sex game is reward in of itself for male members. In 'Around the World in Eighty Minutes' all the male guests would be partaking except for one who will act as judge and scorekeeper. Three non competing women would act as timekeepers. Because all of the men usually desire to participate in the club games this game is ideal when we have one male not wishing to contest. 

In this anticipated weekend Stefani, the club's hermaphrodite will be attending. As she would be counted as a male for this occasion, she has graciously agreed to act as referee with two female assistants leaving the other 24 males free to compete. The 24 men would be divided by lot into three teams of eight each. Each team of eight men will be assigned again by lot to a team of a pair of women."

Connie exclaimed:

"Wow eight guys to two women sounds like heaven on earth to me. What do the other women at the orgy do during the contest? Aren't they unhappy not to be participating?" 

Vickie answered:

"Aside from the three timekeepers, the rest are spectators and usually make sexy bets on the outcome. Because this contest's emphasis is on speed of copulations it is not attractive to many women. In fact the club usually has trouble finding willing female participants as this game is not everyone's cup of tea."

"OK so how is this game played?"

"The 80 minutes in the title of the game gives you a clue as to the time limit of the contest. The game is divided into sixteen rounds of five minutes each in duration. Each round starts immediately on the expiration of the previous round. For unknown reasons the start of a round is signaled by an obnoxious sounding siren horn which surely tests the emotional resolve of the players. The game will start at 10 o'clock that Saturday evening and thus will end at 11:20. 

The results of the first round do not count for the score of the team. To start all six females would be on their knees giving blow jobs to two of the men on their team who would be standing. The purpose of the first round is to determine who would be the female captain of each team and who would be her 'helper' as well as to establish the cycle of 'around the world' couplings each team was to follow in the subsequent rounds.

In the first round as soon as a woman has a mouthful of sperm she opens her mouth to display evidence of successful completion of the blow job. The woman of each team to complete first the initial blow job becomes the captain of her team whereas the other woman becomes her 'helper'. Although each woman of the pair are trying to win, only the performance of the captain of the team counts in assessing the score each pair achieves. 

When the captain of the pair is ascertained the 'helper' need not and is encouraged not to complete the initial blow since her male partner can be available fully prepared for the captain's second round tryst. During the balance of the contest that is what the 'helper' does; she prepares the male teammates in any way she deems efficient so that they would climax as soon as possible when servicing the captain.

The woman who is first to complete the blow job in the first round also gets to select the segment of an 'around the world' rotation she would like to commence with. The pattern of the 'around the world' rotation established for the contest is blow job; ass fucking and then pussy fucking but a rotation can start at any point of the cycle. So if one starts with pussy fucking then a blow job follows and ass fucking would complete the cycle. The order the other two teams must follow would be in sequence dependent on the choice of the first team.

Once a team completes an 'around the world' rotation though, the captain is free to choose where in the cycle she wants to start with the next 'around the world' rotation. Incidentally if any team has not successfully determined a captain during the first round that team must continue the initial blow job in the ensuing rounds until one of the two women finally gets cum in her mouth. In such eventuality that team does not start scoring until the next round after the successful completion of the initial blow job is finally achieved. 

Only one sex act can be performed during a round and if the act is not completed in a round the team commences a new 'around the world' rotation in the next round. In such event the team loses credit for any previous one or two successful rounds. For example if in the previous two rounds the captain had a successful blow job and a successful sodomy but her male teammate failed to ejaculate in her pussy then the next round would mean she would start a new 'around the world' rotation with the previous blow job and ass fuck not counting."

Brenda could not help but interject:

"Oh that just sucks. Pun intended."

They all laughed as Vickie continued:

"The winning pair is the captain who has successfully completed the most 'around the world rotations' during the eighty minutes. If you do the math obviously a perfect score is five but that has seldom been achieved in previous 'around the world' competitions at the club. If there is a tie then the captain who completed the most amounts of successful male ejaculations during the 80 minutes would win. If there is still a tie then the captain who used up the least amount of time in total to achieve all of the successful male ejaculations would be declared the winner. So you can see how important the female timekeepers are as the majority of the 'around the world in eighty minutes' competitions are decided by this tie breaker."

Connie observed:

"Wow sure sounds like an intricate game just like any typical athletic contest. Did your mother explain all these rules to you?"

"Oh no she didn't have to. Having worked as staff at the club these past eight years I had witnessed many an 'around the world' competitions so I am quite familiar with the game and its strategies."

Brenda skeptically queried:

"Strategies? There are actual strategies involved? I would think the only skill involved is how alluring and enticing the captain can be to her male teammates." 

"Oh no Brenda just like any non sex game or contest there are strategies to consider especially taking into account the second tie breaker. For example during a round as soon as the captain has been declared to have successfully induced her male teammate to ejaculate into her, she can in the remaining time of the round assist her helper in preparing the next male to ensure the quickest possible successful ejaculation in the next round. Of course they have to be careful not to allow him to ejaculate before the round starts so as not to ruin all this preparation."

"What do you mean by 'declared to have successfully induced her teammate to have ejaculated'?"

"Well to avoid cheating, when finishing a blow job the captain has to open her mouth to referee Stefani to display the newly acquired sperm. Then she has to swallow and open her mouth again to display the absence of the said newly acquired cum. This prevents any unscrupulous captain to retain the cum in her mouth and present it as evidence of fast ejaculation on the next blow job round. After seeing the mouth full of sperm followed by an empty mouth; Stefani will then declare a successfully completed blow job.

With respect to a sodomy the captain will be obliged to flex her sphincter muscles to cause the cum to dribble out of her rear canal as proof of completion of the sex act. It is acknowledged that Stefani has sufficient expertise in this matter to properly determine whether a fresh new act of sodomy had occurred. In any case Stefani's ruling is the final say. 

Incidentally since at times it is difficult for a woman to realize her lover has released his sperm in her ass, it behooves the male to slap the captain's ass while withdrawing his penis to ensure a quick determination of a successful sodomy. 

Finally in case of vaginal penetration, Stefani will, happily I vow, insert her tongue in the captain's vagina to slurp out the newly acquired cum. As this testing is more time consuming for fairness, the captain working in tandem with her 'helper' would be allowed to entertain with her tongue and hands the preparation of her next male teammate. While this is going on Stefani's two female assistants would be available to check the bona fides of the other two teams."

Connie reacted:

"My goodness this sounds like a truly serious contest. I take it all the members get off on this?"

"Oh yes the contests and games the club provides in its orgies have made it unique amongst the swingers community. It is why demand for membership is above the capacity of the club. The club is thinking of expanding and acquiring a second property."

Brenda asked:

"So how do you feel about having sex with your mother? Would you feel weird? Mind you I have had sex with my sister, but still having sex with one's mother I think is a different kettle of fish."

Vickie confidently asserted:

"Oh I don't think I will feel weird. After all I have seen her have sex at various times while I was working at the club. Although she did not say so, I get the feeling that her blow job during the first round will be deliberately uninspiring so as to ensure that I become captain of our team. If that indeed does happen, I will be most ecstatic."

Both Connie and Brenda asked simultaneously:

"Ecstatic?"

Vickie replied:

"Well I do want to win and I'd love to receive the cute gold plated body chain belt which the club awards to each winner of its games. With my mother being the 'helper' it gives our team the better chance to win. The 'helper' if she efficiently prepares the male teammates it makes it that much easier for the captain to succeed. With her experience she would make a hell of a lot better 'helper' than me."

Brenda agreed:

"I guess that is true enough."

Vickie continued:

"And we do have formidable opponents. Charlotte Thornton has confirmed that she would attend this orgy and would be participating in the 'around the world' contest along with her partner. As a past winner of Messalina's Challenge, Charlotte certainly provides a tough challenge. Her partner is equally to be feared as she is the legendary 'Minnesota Enchantress' whose actual name is Chloe Hamilton."

Again Brenda and Connie asked simultaneously:

"Legendary?"

Viekie informed:

"Yes Chloe surely made her mark in her very first orgy at the club. She won the Daisy Chain game and then took on five males nonstop for over twelve continuous hours. She displayed an efficacious bon vivant attitude all the time at the orgy that no one ever forgot her."

Connie then asked:

"Well they do seem like quite an obstacle to win the contest. What about the other team?"

At this point Vickie sported a wicked smile:

"Well I do have a pleasant surprise for you two. All the other females who are scheduled to attend have declined to participate in the contest. No doubt intimidated by my mother as the owner/manager of the club, and fearing that they had no chance against Charlotte and Chloe none could be induced to compete."

"So there is no third team?"

"Not necessarily. You see three females who were scheduled to attend the orgy have cancelled. This obviously leaves a spot for me. Given the aversion the other females have in participating in the scheduled contest, my mother feels she is justified in offering the two spots to non members so long as these agree to complete in the 'around the world' competition."

Brenda gasped:

"You mean to say?...I cannot believe what I think you are going to say."

Vickie continued:

"Exactly! You two can come to the orgy so long as you agree to compete in the 'Around the World in Eighty Minutes' contest. And judging the sexual activity we have shared these past three months, unless I miss my guess, I would surmise you would be thrilled to attend."

Brenda ever the more sexual aggressor of the pair replied:

"You sure got that right sugar. But have you considered that Connie and I might beat you? What about that?"

Vickie just giggled:

"Oh not to worry. In such case I'll just hate you forever." 

All the girls laughed realizing Vickie's remark was spoken in jest. The remainder of that weekend certainly contained the steamiest sex ever amongst themselves. The happy anticipation of going to the orgy had a completely aphrodisiac effect that brought out maximum sexuality of each.

Brenda's birthday was in early May but as it was the anniversary of the mutual deaths of Harry and Bruce, her past three birthdays were melancholy events to say the least. This time Brenda felt that she was now truly getting on with her life.

Her self assurance was boosted at its highest level ever in her life by the effective results she had attained at the law school. Her sexuality was truly reawakened by the three- way sex with Vickie and Connie throughout that winter and spring. The upcoming orgy she knew would just be the tonic she required to enjoy sex thoroughly from now on. She sensed that her past misery would no longer intrude in her mind to inspire any guilty thoughts to retard her sexual joy.

Likewise Connie was breaking out of her shell of arrested happiness. The past three months of sex had buried her misery forever. Yes she would continue to remember Bruce periodically, but such reminiscences no longer devastated her equilibrium or her happiness. She looked forward to the orgy as an event that would henceforth forever release any hindrances to enjoying sex and her sexuality. 

Just before the orgy the girls were advised of their excellent results achieved at the Law School so each of them were absolutely free to enjoy the orgy without any apprehensions or dread in their life.

Brenda and Connie remained in Durham after the school year whereas Vickie left for Texas immediately after completing her last exam. Although neither was in any financial hardship, both Brenda and Connie obtained jobs as servers at an upscale restaurant so as to pay for their orgy expenses. Each felt that they ought not to dip into their savings to pay for such a frivolous activity.

Finally the much anticipated Saturday arrived and the two girls landed in Dallas at about 12:30. They caught the pre-arranged limousine ride from the airport and arrived at the ranch about 2:00 PM. In accordance with the orgy's protocol the girls undressed and joined the orgy completely naked. Brenda and Connie parted company with the plan to meet Vickie as arranged at 8:00 to eat a late supper and prepare for the contest. 




Brenda and Connie Ch. 18



During those six hours both Brenda and Connie fucked every man they encountered unmindful of the presence of other guests and/or clothed staff. Brenda and Connie found themselves on their backs on tables, couches even the hard ground to receive cock in their pussies. As eight o'clock was approaching Brenda finally was getting satiated as up to this point there was a raw need on her part to fuck as much as possible.

Perhaps thought Brenda that this was not the best method to prepare for the contest but what the hell; win or lose she was fucking her brains out and that was the primary reason for being there. Besides Vickie had indicated she intended to act this way herself to make up for lost ground. The contest was just the highlight of the orgy not the exclusive activity.

At eight Brenda arrived at the main table in the room where the contest was to occur. She noticed that half of the room was covered by a mattress looking object covered by what looked like fitted sheet. Brenda was to subsequently discover that the mattress looking object was actually a mattress custom ordered by the club from a mattress manufacturer, whose CEO was a prominent member. And what looked like a fitted sheet on it was a fitted sheet also specially commissioned by the club. The mattress did not fit any bed of course and it was simply rolled up and stored against a wall of the room when not in use. Brenda could not help but be impressed to the lengths the club went to provide the ultimate pleasures in orgies.

The table was laden with a buffet of all kinds of food to satisfy the palate of everyone and anyone. All kinds of beverages both alcoholic and non alcoholic were also available. The ubiquitous staff was discreetly available to satisfy any non-sexual whim, fancy or need of the guests. Without a doubt the orgies conducted by the Texas Love Ranch were the Cadillac of all orgies; certainly surpassing in comfort of known historical orgies such as those of ancient Rome and of the Hellfire Clubs of eighteenth century England. John William St Clair, another owner of the club, somewhat facetiously maintained that there is nothing others do that Americans can't do better. This club is proof positive with respect to sexual orgies.

As Brenda started eating she was joined by Connie who was shortly followed by Vickie and her mother. Vickie proudly introduced Kristina Vargas to the girls who were suitably impressed by the youthful appearance of Vickie's mother. Although actually being 53 years old, Kristina could easily pass for a woman in her mid thirties. There was no discernable snag to her hefty breasts and any cellulite that was visible on her body rather than being off putting instead strangely increased her feminine allure. Kristina with judicious use of makeup was also able to diminish the negative visible effect of her wrinkles and crow's feet. Some fifteen minutes later the other female team of the contest arrived and joined them. Kristina introduced Charlotte Thornton and Chloe Hamilton to the girls. Of course Brenda and Connie were thrilled to meet Charlotte arguably one of the current sexiest sex symbol in the entire world never mind just in the United States. 

Brenda was tempted to ask for Charlotte's autograph but aside from the impracticability considering their nudity, she resisted sensing the indecorousness of such pedestrian request. Charlotte was wearing the gold chain belt she was awarded for prevailing at the Messalina's Challenge game. The chain was adorned by twelve hearts and each heart had inscribed the members of the club Charlotte had entertained in winning the Challenge.

As fascinated as the girls were by meeting Charlotte Thornton they were totally astonished and captivated by the introduction to Chloe Hamilton aka the 'Minnesota Enchantress'. The girl was tall! Chloe was even taller than Connie, who could not recall ever having met a female taller than herself. Chloe was not skinny either but was in fact a tad overweight. However despite her bulk and size Chloe was all WOMAN and absolutely delectable to all straight males except those who had an unreasonable aversion to tall females. And to emphasize her femaleness Chloe was pregnant and very visibly so. In fact Chloe advised that her official due date had already passed a couple of days previous. 

Brenda completely flabbergasted could not help but exclaim:

"But... but Chloe how can you come to this orgy in your condition? Aren't you afraid you will pop the child while in the middle of sex here?"

Chloe replied:

"Not only am I not afraid but actually I am hoping to give birth while I am here. After all there are several doctors both male and female amongst the guests at this orgy so I am in no danger of lacking medical attention if my daughter decides to finally enter this world. And yes before you ask I do know I am going to give birth to a girl."

At this point Vickie jumped into the discussion:

"As I was born in a brothel I can sort of relate. But I was born in a brothel because my mother was parsimonious and as the madam of the brothel felt she could not afford the time off to go to a hospital for my birth. (Kristina was blushing as Vickie was saying this) What pray tell Chloe is your rationale to wish for your baby to be born here rather than at a hospital?"

Chloe advised:

"I have two reasons. When my son was born almost eleven months ago there was sperm not my husband's in my pussy. So if my daughter is born say tomorrow then once again I will have sperm not my husband's in my pussy. It is definitely a very unique tradition wouldn't you say? My second reason is somewhat similar in basic rationale. 

You see there are about 300 million souls in the United States. It has been my life's observation that no matter how unique or bizarre or odd one might be or what might be one's proclivity invariably you will find another person with a similar unique, bizarre or odd behavior or personality. Thus in my opinion although each of us are unique and different it is paradoxically virtually impossible for one to be absolutely unique in all aspects of one's life and personality. 

However I would venture to say that my giving birth to two children by the same father without any danger of trouble in my marriage but nevertheless having fucked another man with my husband's foreknowledge, prior to the immediate birth of each child is unlikely to be duplicated. So that is my claim to absolute uniqueness not shared by anyone."

Everyone at the table laughed at Chloe's outrageous speech. The reaction was best summed by Charlotte who observed:

"Chloe you are truly a hoot. You never cease to amaze me whenever we meet. Your view on life in of itself must be rather singular."

Brenda was struck by another fact revealed in Chloe's words, and so she exclaimed:

"Two children? Your daughter to be born will be your second child? But you were introduced to us as a student at the University of Minnesota pursuing an aerospace engineering decree." 

Chloe acknowledged:

"Yes that's right. I will be entering my senior year in September."

"But...but how can you do it? How can you be a mother to your two children and still pursue your studies. And aerospace engineering for God's sake! It is not exactly a 'Mickey Mouse' discipline. Hell I am school and I find it difficult enough and I have no responsibilities like you have. How do you manage it?"

"Well my husband is sufficiently wealthy that we are able to afford two nannies. They are from Iceland and are sisters. They have proven to be most excellent nannies and enable me to continue my studies. But best of all about them is that they are not squeamish about performing extra special duties." Connie asked:

"Extra special duties?"

Chloe conspratorially informed:

"Yes. You know like fucking my husband. Or fucking me. Or fucking both of us at the same time as the occasion may arise or demand. Those kinds of extra special duties."

The table once again erupted in total laughter at Chloe's banter. A little later Brenda confidently whispered to Connie:

"This contest is in the bag for us. First of all Kristina may look great but still she is 53 years old, older than my mother, for God's sake. No matter what tricks she knows she can't have the stamina we have. As for Vickie she has not had cock until today and her inexperience will be their downfall. As for Charlotte and Chloe they may be great sexpots but Chloe is obviously their weak link. Look in her condition she cannot walk instead she waddles. She cannot keep up whether she becomes the captain or the 'helper' of their team." 

Soon enough it approached 10 o'clock for the contest to begin. After introductions and rules explained, the women and their male partners took their positions on the huge mattress. As the siren horn sounded, all the women popped the cocks of their male teammates into their mouths commencing the initial blow job. 

Much to Brenda's chagrin she was to find out that her confidence in victory was misplaced. She failed to take into account Kristina and Charlotte's sexual experience and the importance of the 'helper's role in this contest.

In the first round both Kristina and Charlotte held back to ensure that their female teammate would be the captain and they would be the 'helper' of their team. Reasoning that they were the better 'helper' of the pair they unselfishly gave up the chance to be captain to give their team the best chance to win. Kristina as a former professional prostitute knew all the tricks to arouse a male quickly and this experience proved invaluable. Kristina's preparation was so on the mark that Vickie hardly had to do anything extraordinary before each man would quickly ejaculate soon after the start of a round.

Charlotte with her experience of Messalina's Challenge was likewise adept at preparing the male teammates but Kristina had the edge. In the rounds of sodomy and vaginal penetrations, Vickie invariably beat out Chloe as to time elapsed from beginning of round to successful ejaculation.

However in blow job rounds Chloe held the advantage. Vickie being a novice followed her mother's instructions which allowed her to easily effect the blow job within the time limits of a round. However Chloe had a natural inborn skill at fellatio. Somehow she was subconsciously able to communicate her joy of the blow job to her male partner which forced him to ejaculate prematurely. Her husband despite the countless blow job experiences still could not hold back his flow.

As the two teams continued to score each round and seemingly headed to a perfect game it would appear then the second tie breaker would be determinative of the outcome. In this regard it was impossible to guess which team was ahead. Vickie held the lead in sodomies and pussy fuckings but Chloe had a huge edge on blow jobs. Thus the outcome was completely in doubt.

Meanwhile Brenda and Connie were mortified as they quickly fell out of contention. Neither one of them got their male partner to ejaculate in the first round. It wasn't until near the end of the second round before Brenda prevailed to become their captain. Both Brenda and Connie enjoyed fellatio and they always took their time to ensure total enjoyment. Commendable as that technique is to experience pleasurable sex it was fatal for this contest. 

In the third round Brenda was compelled to pussy fucking. When her male teammate had ejaculated, Brenda was overwhelmed by Stefani undertaking his referee duties. Stefani's tongue in her cunt caused Brenda to experience a different emotional response than she had previously ever encountered. Her orgasm grabbed her mind obliterating momentarily any sentient thought. As a result in the ensuing round where she was to give a blow job, her lack of enthusiasm doomed that round. 

By the time it was 10:55 with 25 minutes to go Brenda and Connie were mathematically eliminated. They had achieved one completed 'around the world' rotation but having failed in the round that started at 10:50 it meant they could not score higher than two. The other teams each had already achieved three completed rounds. 

However ever the troopers, and unmindful of the good natured ribbing by the spectators, they finished the contest having achieved the second completed 'around the world' rotation.

The other two teams were proceeding like clockwork not missing a round. Kristina's preparations were so good that Vickie had her men ejaculating within the second or third minute into the round. She has having a ball! Being fucked relentlessly certainly had its charm. She had no trouble having an orgasm on each round. She couldn't be happier. Her only regret was not having done this earlier.

Charlotte and Chloe were competing furiously as well. Charlotte was also able to get the men well primed for their sessions with captain Chloe. Although the men as members of the club had all seen Charlotte personally before, her allure was still heightened by her celebrity status and thus the men were truly ready to burst when starting the round with Chloe. Although Chloe was tired from her condition of pregnancy, she was still sexually aroused that she was grunting and moaning passionately throughout each round. The sight of her very pregnant body fucking was even a greater turn on for her male teammates.

Going into the last round the two teams were headed for the maximum score and it looked like the tiebreaker would have to be used to declare a winner. Vickie was giving a blow job and at the 11:17 was able to display a full mouthful of sperm. After swallowing same and displaying an empty mouth her team officially ended with a perfect score of five completed 'around the world' rotations.

Meanwhile Chloe on her hands and knees was being sodomized during that last round. She was grunting in earnest now as she was eager to finish. All of a sudden just seconds after Vickie had swallowed the cum in her mouth, Chloe involuntarily let out a very loud fart ejecting the cock in her ass. Then her water broke and she was into her labor for real. She had been experiencing contractions throughout the contest but had kept quiet about it. As she was being led to a room especially prepared and ready for delivery of her child she was heard to be muttering: "Aw shit! To lose by a fart!"

In honor of having been bested by Victoria Veronica Vargas, and because her child would share the same birth date, Chloe decided to switch her previously intended name for her daughter by naming her Vivian Vanessa, copying the "V" alliteration. Like her brother, her time of arrival in this world mirrored her birth date. Vivian Vanessa's birth was recorded at 5:22 AM on May 22. Unlike her brother though, she went by her first name and not by her middle name.

Vickie had overheard Brenda's boast of expected victory to Connie. So when they met again starting their second year at the Duke Law School, she couldn't help teasing Brenda and Connie every now and then especially when they had a sexual get-together. However they only fucked each other twice during that year as Vickie hooked up with a charming male med student. They were compatible from the get go even though he was substantially less adventurous in sex. When Vickie graduated from Duke they got married. Vickie and her husband moved to Atlanta and Vickie lost touch with our heroines. Vickie's husband was not into extraneous sex but he was man enough for Vickie that she was content in a faithful marriage. 

However Vickie was proud of her victory at the 'Around the World in Eighty Minutes' contest and she wanted to wear the awarded chain belt especially when fucking. Thus she concocted the story that it was a gift from her mother and that the names inscribed on the hearts were people that helped her mother in business dealings to gain her success. She kept her mother's past a secret and intimated that her mother ran a legitimate ranch strictly catering to wealthy Europeans who wanted to experience the wild west of the United States. Naturally she compelled Kristina to back up this fabrication.

By the time Brenda and Connie graduated from law school, Linda Snyder had given birth to six children by five pregnancies. On the birth of the sixth child, Linda waved the white flag. The desire for a dozen children was eliminated by the reality of raising half a dozen. Thus Linda had her tubes tied within two months after the birth of that sixth child.

When Brenda and Connie graduated they moved to Memphis and saw no reason not to continue living together. After passing the bar for Tennessee they started their own law firm. Not only were our heroines brilliant lawyers but they both had terrific business sense. Their firm was soon flourishing and they were able to take on four associates after only three years of practice.

They joined the Texas Love Ranch. Because of their association with Vickie and thus Kristina, they were immediately accepted as full members entitled to attend four orgies per year. The club membership was ideal for their needs. The demands on running a successful law firm precluded entering into an intense love relationship.

Besides after Harry for Brenda and Bruce for Connie they each started to believe they were not destined to duplicate the similar chemistry. And they did not want to settle for less if they were to commit to a man. 

They started to think that perhaps they were lesbians after all. They were so compatible to each other both personally and professional and the sex between them was good; oh so good in fact. The Texas Love Ranch was therefore a godsend to satisfy their heterosexual needs and desires. The fact that no effort need be expended on their part to achieve fulfillment of such desires made their sexual situation as perfect as possible. In addition to scheduled weekend orgies Brenda and Connie were periodically invited to special occasion mid-week orgies. Thus the girls averaged participating in six orgies each per year; sometimes they attended together but more often they attended separately at different orgies. 

After their firm expanded, they decided they would like to become mothers. Society certainly has become much more tolerant of lesbians and of lesbian mothers so that there would be no professional concerns for them to becoming mothers without a father. They discarded the notion of utilizing a sperm bank. Instead the Texas Love Ranch would again seem to be an ideal notion. The question of fatherhood like Kristina/Vickie would not be a factor. So both of them went off birth control and let nature take its course.

Brenda gave birth to a girl when she was twenty-nine. Connie subsequently after turning thirty-one gave birth to a boy. Remembering Chloe's recommendation, they each hired nannies from Iceland for their children. Sure enough these hired girls were excellent nannies for their children, and best of all; they were also eager to embrace their "special extra duties."