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Jennifer's College Years Ch. 01

By: P_A_Solcrofft



Greetings, my Literotica Readers! This story starts the third book on the exciting life of Ms. Holston, titled "Jennifer's College Years." It is here that I found a new editor, and she has helped to make Jennifer and her stories more memorable for you. I want to thank you, Alice Jones, for helping me make my stories so much better. I couldn't have done it without you.

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The start of the fall season was hectic. The freshman class needed directions to almost everywhere. Room assignments got mixed, and with the new cohabitation rule in the dorms, gender lines were soon drawn.

Jennifer looked on it all with humor. She had gone through this mess only last week, and so had a head start on the class. She signed in to the west dorm and followed the throng to the 3rd floor, where her room was.

When she opened the room, she saw two beds, one on either side of the room. At the foot of each bed was a desk. A full length mirror was on the wall right next to it. In between the beds were two standing wardrobe closets. There was a good-sized throw rug on the floor in front of the closets. Sheets and a blanket and pillow were neatly folded at the foot of each bed. It was a standard issue freshman room.

Jennifer took the bed on the right as you enter the room. It was slightly more protected from the door, which opened into a 6' entryway into the room, and there were 4 coat hooks on the wall. She looked around and decided to get some money from Jason, her boyfriend and love, to do a little decorating. She hoped she would not have to stay here longer than it was necessary to get into a sorority, but she was not going to live Spartan until then.

Jennifer opened her bags and put away her clothes. She put her amazing amount of books on the desk, and then made the bed. Once finished, she put together her little bookshelf and placed it next to the desk. It fit perfectly between the desk and the wall on her side. She put away her books, put her supplies in the drawers, put her laptop on the desktop, then decided to lie down. Her classes did not start until next week, and she had freshman orientation and interviews starting tomorrow.

She must have dozed off, for when she awakened, she saw a small girl making the other bed. She had already set up her desk and put away her clothes. She had incense burning, filling the room with an aromatic, vanilla smell.

"Hello," Jennifer said sleepily. The other woman jumped from the sound of her voice, and turned around. She had definite Chinese features, but an American stance and bearing to her. She had black hair and almond shaped dark eyes. She had a slim but luscious build, and she looked like she carried herself well. Jennifer found herself slightly attracted to her.

The girl spied Jennifer, and grinned "Hiyo!" she said jovially.

Jennifer got up and shook her long blonde hair. "I'm Jennifer Holston," she said.

"Yolanda, Yolanda Chu. How ya doin'?" she asked.

Jennifer was amused by the way this woman spoke English! "I'm doing all right," she said. "I just got in this morning."

"Got here two hour ago," she said. "Had trouble finding here. Boy on floor directed me. Nice boyo too! Good buns!"

Jennifer laughed. "What are you studying?"

"Law. Corporate and trial. You?"

"Business and Trial law."

"Good. We be in classes together!"

"I guess so," Jennifer said.

Jennifer found this girl a little quirky, but likable. She moved with a lithe and grace born of a gymnast. Jennifer herself was thinking of trying for the track team, since she had done well with that in high school.

"You hungry?" Yolanda asked.

"Famished!" Jennifer said, just realizing she WAS hungry.

"Let's go then!"

Jennifer got up, smoothed her hair down and straightened her halter-top. It had moved a bit while lying down, and showed a little more of her right tit than she wanted to show.

Jennifer looked up and halted, surprised at what she saw. Yolanda was watching her chest as she was adjusting her halter! Jennifer wondered. Could she and Yolanda...

But thoughts of lustful possibilities had to wait. Jennifer's stomach had rumbled as the two girls left their room, and headed towards the cafeteria. Being unaware, as of yet, of where everything was at, they had soon lost their way. They spied a couple of upperclassmen approaching, and asked where it was. Since the girls had flirted shamelessly with them, they had given the directions enthusiastically.

When they got to the cafeteria, they found it packed. There seemed to be no place to sit, but Jennifer's stomach still demanded food. The line was just as packed, as students talked with each other, and got jostled by those passing with trays. Eventually, She and Yolanda got their food and went in search for a place to sit. 

The search did not take long. They spied a couple empty chairs at a table where a stocky built man and his slim Asian friend were sitting. Jennifer and Yolanda looked at each other, and smiled. Squaring their shoulders, the girls approached the table.

"May we join you?" Jennifer asked.

The two boys looked up, and their jaws dropped. Jennifer was wearing a white halter, her nipples slightly pushing through the material, and shorts and sandals. Yolanda was wearing yellow tube top and yellow shorts, with flip-flops. Both women wore their hair long.

Jennifer smiled, used to this reaction. Yolanda giggled, apparently used to this as well.

"Well?" Jennifer asked archly.

"Oh, um, yes! Have a seat!" said the stocky one. Both men stood up as the girls sat down.

"Thanks," Yolanda said. "My legs getting tired."

"You're welcome," the Asian man said, more formally than Jennifer would have expected.

"I'm Jennifer, by the way," Jennifer said. "Jennifer Holston."

"Tommy Queen," said the stocky one, introducing himself.

"Jerry Chang, ladies," said the Asian one.

"Yolanda Chu, boyos," Yolanda said, in her flirty voice.

With the introductions out of the way, the four ate and conversed. Jennifer found that the two boys were in the same dorm, one floor down; Tommy was a Business Administration major, and Jerry was an Asian Studies major.

The meal went jovially. Jennifer took a liking to these two obvious friends. Tommy seemed a happy-go-lucky soul, where Jerry was more grounded, more intense in his outlook. These two men thrilled and impressed Jennifer, and by the time they were finished, the four of them knew they would be friends.

When they were finished, the girls said their goodbyes and headed back towards the dorms. The sun was going down, and the amber light flooded the quad beautifully.

"It is so beautiful here," Yolanda remarked as they walked through the quad.

"Where are you from, Yolanda?" Jennifer asked.

"Dover, Maryland," She said. "My family moved there three year ago."

"I am from Cetnerville, about 85 miles from here."

"You got a guy?"

"Oh, Yes!" Jennifer said dreamily. "He is so gorgeous! He teaches aerobics, and he is tall, and long and-"

Jennifer checked herself. She had said too much, and started to blush.

"All ok," Yolanda said, grabbing her hand and holding it. "No need to blush. I understand. Your man big and make you happy?"

Jennifer looked at her diminutive friend, and saw that beautiful face and body.

"Yes he is," Jennifer finally said. "I will be so glad to see him in a month. We decided to let me get into my classes before we see each other again, so I can get into my study habits."

"Oh," Yolanda said. "So you get lonely before then?"

"Maybe," Jennifer said, not sure of the direction she was taking the conversation. That question had inflamed her imagination again, and she had to forcefully shut it off.

Yolanda, sensing something, said nothing the rest of the way back to the dorm.

The halls were a mélange of bodies coming and going from the communal washrooms. Boys and girls on the same floor can get pretty crazy, Jennifer thought to herself. She and Yolanda threaded their way through the milling bodies. There was so little room that Jennifer thought she had rubbed up against everyone in the building by the time they finally made it to their room.

"Whew!" Jennifer said, closing the door to the throng outside. "So many people!"

"Yes," Yolanda said, flopping on her bed. "Too much for one day."

Jennifer sat on her bed, looking over at Yolanda, who started to hum. She was trying to figure out what was so attractive about her. She was definitely beautiful. She was the same height as her, but Yolanda was a bit smaller all around. Her comments earlier had alerted Jennifer about—something she could not put her finger on.

Yolanda got up, and started to strip. "I take shower," she said.

Jennifer thought that was a good idea. "Hang on, Yolanda," she said, starting to strip herself, "I'll join you."

The two disrobed quickly. Jennifer grabbed her towel, but then got a deliciously wicked idea. She snuck up a little on Yolanda and, after twirling her towel a bit, snapped her towel and caught Yolanda on her beautiful ass cheek! Yolanda squealed, and jumped in the air a bit. She turned around.

"Ouch!" Yolanda said, with a look of playful retribution on her face. "Oh, you get it now, Jenny baby!"

Quicker than Jennifer could follow, Yolanda grabbed her towel from the bed. With a squeal, Jennifer jumped as the towel snapped at her. It caught her right on the hip. Laughing, the girls chased each other around the room, snapping their towels at each other

When the girls tired a bit from the running around, and a playful "truce" that ended with a wonderful full body hug was sworn, they wrapped their fluffy towels around themselves. They stepped out into the hallway, and whistles and catcalls bombarded them. The girls just laughed and continued walking toward the showers, wiggling their asses as they went.

They got to the showers, and found them deserted. Jennifer took the first shower and Yolanda took the second. They shivered as the cool water hit them before warming up. They quickly washed themselves, and stepped out to towel off. They were just wrapping up again when the next wave of girls came in.

"Oh, look, pigeon talker and her wondertit friend!" said the first girl. She was a good 6' blonde looker. Jennifer decided she was a cheerleader type.

"Oh, look, Airhead League is here!" Yolanda shot back. 

The tall girl took a menacing step forward. Jennifer stepped in between.

"That's enough!" Jennifer said to Yolanda and the tall girl. She didn't know what started this, but she was not about to get into a fight the first night!

The tall girl looked at Jennifer, and sniffed. Jennifer had the distinct impression that the woman had assessed her, and found herself not up to Jennifer's ample proportions, so decided to compensate with bravado.

Jennifer kept an eye on the group as they passed. There were five of them, and they all looked about the same in height.

When the group passed, Jennifer grabbed Yolanda's hand. Yolanda was still looking at the group with daggers in her eyes when she felt Jennifer's pull to go back to their room. She let herself be led back.

In the room, Jennifer let go of her and went to her desk. "Now what was that all about?" she asked Yolanda, as she sat in her chair.

"Those girls got here when I did," Yolanda said. "They think they upper crust, or some shit like. They look down at me because I no speak English good yet. I do okay, though. That big girl was worst of bunch. She tried to hit, but missed and fall hard. Thinks I tripped her. Boyos saw it and took my side. They left. Then they found out who I was with in roommates. They know you too. Watch them."

Jennifer took this in, and nodded. She would definitely watch them. She turned toward the mirror, unwrapped the towel from her body, and briskly dried her hair.

Yolanda shrugged, took her towel off, and started to dry herself.

Jennifer glanced in the mirror, and was transfixed by the sight of Yolanda's nude body, slowly turning as she dried herself. Her tits were small, about a 34B in size, and she had a thin waist and slim hips. Her pussy hair was thick and brown, but well trimmed. A familiar tingle in Jennifer's pussy slowly infused her body, and a lust for this girl surfaced. Her thighs felt slick.

Yolanda was drying between her legs when she looked up and saw Jennifer watching her. In the flash of a moment, Yolanda knew enough about Jennifer to know that she and her would make it. She saw her legs rubbing against each other, and knew that she liked women as well. Feeling wanton, she made a decision.

Yolanda dropped her towel, and slowly padded towards Jennifer.

Jennifer, transfixed, watched her approach in the mirror. She could feel Yolanda's presence as she stopped just behind her. The intensity of the near contact was arousing Jennifer more. Her nipples hardened from the erotic feeling.

Yolanda placed her right hand on Jennifer's shoulder, caressing it. Jennifer gasped at the touch. Yolanda then slid her hand down, lightly touching the skin, toward the most beautiful breast she had ever seen. As her hand traced the shape, Jennifer leaned her head back, and sighed.

"Mmmmm!"

Yolanda snaked her other hand around the side and cupped the other tit. She began to massage them, paying close attention to the aroused nipples. Jennifer shuddered with deliciously erotic delight as those small hands made contact with those nipples.

Yolanda was bent near Jennifer's ear. She nipped the lobe, sucking it in, then released it.

"I love your tits," Yolanda whispered huskily. "I seen no bigger. They feel good. I want to lick and suck those tits, bite on nipples, make you scream in pleasure."

With each passing word, Jennifer's lust grew. Her want of this woman was so strong it was starting to wrench her gut. She could not even utter a word it felt so good. Jennifer just moaned. It was then that she found Yolanda's eyes in the mirror. The two locked their stare.

Jennifer watched, with lustful fascination, to the manipulation and groping of her enormous globes. Yolanda's hands were a blur as she flitted her fingers across aroused flesh, sending ripples of pleasure through, Jennifer. She grabbed the nipples between thumb and forefinger, squeezing, twisting, pulling. Yolanda watched every ripple, every movement, of Jennifer in the mirror. Yolanda found herself getting wet from the sight.

Jennifer felt incredible, and so horny it hurt. Keeping her sight on Yolanda, Jennifer slowly opened her legs. The pink, puffy lips of her pussy opened. Moisture dripped from the hole of her cunt, making Yolanda hiss in heat. Jennifer then slowly brought her hand over her hip, lightly snaking through her pubic hair. Her middle finger pressed in her slit just behind her clit, and drew back the hood. She then flicked her exposed clit with her forefinger. Jennifer shuddered. Yolanda panted at the sight, and started rubbing her legs together.

Jennifer's lust rose even more. Her tits were being thoroughly groped, and her pussy was on fire as she continued fingering her clit. She watched Yolanda as she became more and more aroused by the sight. Both women moaned their pleasure. When one woman applied more pressure, so did the other. Soon, it was too much for Jennifer to take. She needed to eat Yolanda's pussy, suck her tits, make her come...

Jennifer sat bolt upright, dislodging Yolanda's hands, and swung around in her chair to face her. Jennifer reached out and stroked Yolanda's hip, causing her to whimper. 

Jennifer looked up into Yolanda, almond shaped eyes, saw a lust there as fierce as her own. They locked glances. Slowly, Jennifer reopened her legs. Yolanda spread her legs, then put one foot on the seat, in between Jennifer's legs. She then inched her foot closer to Jennifer's open and wet pussy. She then used her big toe to rub the lips, making Jennifer whimper with need. She then started rubbing her clit, making Jennifer shudder.

Jennifer could no longer wait. She grabbed on to Yolanda's hip, and brought her face to her pussy. Jennifer snaked her tongue out and tasted her roommate. It was very sweet, and pungent with her need. Jennifer licked her entire crack, from back to front, constantly scraping across the clit. Yolanda shuddered and almost lost her "footing" in Jennifer's cunt. Jennifer then took the clit into her mouth, sucking hard, while she took two fingers and inserted them into Yolanda's tight, wet, pulsating cunt.

Yolanda went wild inside. She had to hang on to Jennifer's head just to keep from falling. She used her big toe to "fuck" Jennifer, and Jennifer was sucking her and finger fucking her. They moaned the pleasure they received from each other. After a few minutes, though, Jennifer sat back up, and disengaged Yolanda's wonderfully talented foot from her pussy. She brought Yolanda in to herself and gave her a big hug. Then she looked directly into Yolanda's face.

"Go lock the door," Jennifer whispered.

Yolanda disengaged from Jennifer and went to lock the door. Jennifer stood up, a little unsteadily. When she returned, Yolanda literally skipped over to Jennifer and hugged her. She kissed Jennifer with a passion. Tongues explored each other's mouths, and hands explored each other's bodies. Yolanda's hands came to rest on Jennifer's globes and fondled them expertly. Jennifer tilted back her head and moaned. She planted her lips on Jennifer's left tit, sucking the nipple. Jennifer massaged her head as she sucked.

"Ooh, that feels so good!" Jennifer cooed. 

Yolanda continued her sucking. She then snaked her right hand down to Jennifer's pussy, and slowly started to rub her clit. Every once in a while she would pinch it with her thumb and forefinger, making Jennifer squeal with delight.

Jennifer was amazed at the skill that Yolanda was showing. She also found herself being pressed back so that she would fall on her bed. Jennifer allowed this, and the two fell on her bed. Yolanda landed on top of her.

"Your big tit tastes sweet," Yolanda said happily. "Now you suck mine."

Jennifer remained amused by this girl's way of doing things. Yolanda moved up and planted her right tit in Jennifer's mouth. Jennifer started to lick and suck her small tit, easily taking the whole thing in her mouth.

"Ooh," Yolanda moaned, "you know how to suck tit."

Jennifer switched between Yolanda's tits, alternating between sucking and biting them. Her hand found Yolanda's pussy again, and she started to tweak her pussy lips. She was very wet. She then found her clit, and started to furiously rub it. It did not take long before Yolanda started to squirm with need.

"Oh, fuck, make my pussy sing!" Yolanda moaned.

Jennifer continued to suck her tits. She then slipped two fingers inside her juicy cunt and started to finger fuck her. Yolanda started to buck.

"Oh! Oh! My pussy on fire!" she said between moans. "Need your mouth on me. Eat my pussy!"

Jennifer released Yolanda's tits. Yolanda quickly turned over so that her pussy was near Jennifer's mouth. Jennifer smelled her. It was heady. She licked along the length of her pussy. Yolanda shivered. She tasted sweet, even sweeter than before. Jennifer knew she would enjoy this woman. She drove her head into Yolanda's crotch, attaching her lips to her pussy, and sucked hard. Yolanda gasped.

"Oh, that's it!" she moaned. "Suck me hard woman!"

Jennifer wrapped her arms around her slim waist and held her in place while she attacked Yolanda's pussy. She shoved her tongue in her pussy hole, making Yolanda jump.

Yolanda, close to orgasm, dove into Jennifer's waiting and wet pussy. She licked her pussy furiously, swirling her tongue around her clit. The harder that Jennifer sucked her cunt, the harder Yolanda sucked hers. She expertly used her tongue on Jennifer's clit, pussy lips, and hole. She made Jennifer bounce with each lick, and made her tremble with desire. Yolanda then snaked her hand under her and grabbed one of Jennifer's tits, making her bounce.


Jennifer's College Years Ch. 01



"MMMMPPHH!" Jennifer said at the contact.

The two women furiously ate each other's pussy. Jennifer's face was covered with Yolanda's pussy juice, and Yolanda's was covered with hers. Their wetness covered the skin on both women, and the spread was becoming soaked. It was not long before both women started convulsing with their orgasms. Jennifer's hit first.

"OOH, GOD!" Jennifer seethed, trying to keep her voice down. "I'm cumming Yolanda! Keep licking! I'm COMMING!"

"You make me cum, Jennie baby!" Yolanda said, also keeping her voice down. "Fuck me with tongue in cunt! Make me—UH! UH! I COMMMMINNN-!"

Yolanda couldn't finish as her orgasm rocked her body. Both women hung on for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure rocked their world, and both realized that they could derive great pleasure from each other. Both women sucked each other's pussy, prolonging their orgasm, exciting each other, driving each other mad with desire and lust!

It took a while for the orgasms to settle and the women to take back control of their own bodies. Jennifer and Yolanda licked each other clean of pussy juice as their pleasurable orgasms subsided. Yolanda rolled off of Jennifer and sat on the edge of the bed with a satisfied smile. Jennifer propped herself up on one elbow, looking at her. Yolanda looked back at her.

"You know, I was afraid that I be put in with girl that didn't like girls," Yolanda told Jennifer. "I not know if you like girls. Don't get me all wrong, Jennie baby, I like boys too, but I so happy now I know you make it with me too!"

"I kinda figured," Jennifer said. "I saw you flirting with the boys in the quad earlier. I figured you had no boyfriend, and wanted to attract one."

"I did," Yolanda said, "but now I know you like me as well, I can wait until I find right one. I like sex."

"I know what you mean. I won't see Jason for a month or so, and I wasn't sure how I would please myself. Now I know that we can enjoy each other once in a while. That'll make the wait bearable."

"Same here. Can I ask: Where you get those bruises I see on thighs and pussy?"

Jennifer laughed. "I got them from the last time I had sex with Jason. We got kinda wild!"

Yolanda whistled. "I can see! You had much fun!"

"You bet!"

"Jennie, you think we can sleep in same bed now and again?"

Jennifer thought about it. "I don't see any problem with that," she finally said. "If we do have men, though, we sleep in our own bed, you know?"

"You mean you be with others—and your boyfriend?" Yolanda said in surprise.

"Sometimes," Jennifer said. "I would really have to like them. I already have two men I sleep with—"

"TWO?!"

"Yeah. I think I will introduce you to them sometime. I think they'll like you!"

"You one wild one!" Yolanda said. "I think I like you more now. Jennie baby is as crazy as me!"

"Amen!" Jennifer laughed as she moved up the bed to lie down. By the spoken agreement, Yolanda lay down next to her and snuggled next to her tit.

Jennifer looked at the clock and sighed. It was 9:30 pm, and she knew that she needed to sleep to be able to tackle the orientation in the morning that both of them would have to attend. She looked down at Yolanda, and smiled. She was nestled against her tit, and was cooing contentedly. Jennifer wondered just how lonely Yolanda was, and she already had a plan to help her to talk more like everyone else so she would not be teased as much. Besides, she would need to anyway, or she would not be able to pass her bar tests a few years hence, where she would need to be able to express herself to a jury understandably.

Jennifer pushed tomorrow's thoughts out of her mind. She would get to them soon enough. For now, Jennifer concentrated on the woman nestled next to her, and started to feel her pussy get wet again. She smiled to herself, reached over, and turned the light off. 

The moon shone through the window, lighting the two women, as Jennifer drifted off into a contented sleep, dreams of Jason and Yolanda playing on her mind.



Jennifer's College Years Ch. 02



 Hello there readers. Here is another installment of Jennifer's College Years! I apologize for the time in between installments, but it took a while to get this one finalized. I hope you like it as much as I did writing it. 

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Jerry was a very intensive person. Anything that interested him he would take very seriously and do the best he could, which usually was spectacular. He was one of those students that others either envied or loathed. He knew himself to be one that routinely blew the bell curve. He was a favorite of his professors, but had relatively few friends since his intelligence usually intimidated people. He found this to be true from a young age, when he was attaining his black belts in karate, akido, and tai chi, and was constantly taking college courses while still in middle school. He was lonely because of it, but he would not let anyone see it, nor would he share it. Discipline in life was his motto.

Jerry did have one friend, though. That was Tommy Queen. He was a natural genius, being able to take in any subject and have it expertly mastered in no time. This was a talent that Jerry greatly admired. Also, Tommy could unwind and have fun, letting loose as if he were one of the partiers. This made him popular on campus, but because of his stocky size, he had no romantic ties. This did not outwardly daunt him, though, and Jerry envied this bravado in him, not being able to screw up the courage to do the same thing.

The two men had only one class together: Calculus. They were the only freshmen in the class, and Professor Divodnik always called on them to answer some formulaic question he had. This did not make them too popular with any of the second- or third year students in the class,and they were not afraid to voice their displeasure either. They had made sure the professors did not overhear them, however, so Jerry and Tommy took it in stride.

Late in the third week, the two were studying in the quad at lunchtime. Their next classes did not start until 2 pm and they decided to take in some late summer sun and watch the girls in their skimpy clothes walk by, enjoying the last of the warm days.

"Tom?" Jerry asked, closing his book.

Tommy looked up. "Yeah, Jer?"

"I was thinking. You and I are friends and roommates. We both have trouble with women, and when we sit here and watch them, I wonder what it is that keeps us from finding those interested in us."

"Well, we're both smart, and girls don't want that right at the moment, the way I figure. Also, I am a bit on the big side, and you are a little standoffish-"

"Standoffish?"

"Yeah. You don't socialize. You treat everything formally. You don't LOOSEN UP, my friend."

"I-I really do not know how."

"I know. You were brought up that way. You told me. The moment you can laugh at yourself, that's when you will lighten up, smile, and join the rest of us."

Jerry took his words to heart. He knew he wasn't belittling him, and that he meant every word he said. That was another thing he liked about Tommy: He never said anything he did not mean. Jerry knew that he could say some damning things when he got angry, a thing that kept him from advancing beyond first-degree black belt in any of his martial disciplines. He could hear his shidoshis telling him, "You have achieved perfection of body and technique, but not of mind or spirit. Once you conquer the demons inside you, it is then will you achieve your heart's goal." That thought always brought him a sense of failure, and failure brought anger at himself. It was a vicious circle of emotions, and Jerry knew that he had to break it to advance. He sighed.

"Why don't we go visit Jen and Yolanda?" Tommy said. "We haven't seen them for a couple of weeks, and I think we could ask them- you know, get a woman's point of view? They like us, I think. I'm sure they would tell us straight."

Jerry thought on Jennifer and Yolanda. They had befriended them at lunch at the beginning of the semester. They were the sexiest women he had ever seen in his life. In his deepest heart, he knew he would like to get his hands on either of them. They both had attributes that appealed to him. He could feel his cock get stiff from just the vision of them!

"I'll leave a note on their door that we'll be stopping by tonight," Tommy said.

"That would be fine," Jerry heard himself saying. Now why did he say that?

Tommy picked up on the thought. "Ah, the girls drive you to distraction! That's the way to let your hair down, Jerry, old man. If you had any to let down..." Tommy smiled.

Jerry thumped him on the chest good-naturedly. They both started to laugh. "Ok," Jerry said, reopening his math book, "So, what answer did you get on this retroactive declination of the state population problem?"

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Jerry took a little extra time brushing his short hair. He was unconsciously thinking of Jennifer. Ever since seeing them at lunch a while back, his fantasies had surrounded her. It was so much that Jerry found himself distracted at inopportune times, like then. It took more and more concentration on his training to quell the visions, and he wondered if he really wanted to. That trip to town with them, after the first week, didn't help either

"Hey, we're not going to the prom, bud," Tommy ribbed. "I told them we'd be up there at 8 pm. It's 5 till now."

Jerry put down his brush on the dresser. "Let's go," he said.

The two men walked the stairs up to the third floor, one floor up. The hallway was deserted, as many students were either at the movies downtown, or were visiting. Their footsteps echoed as they walked.

They got to the girls' door. Summing up the courage, Tommy knocked.

"Come in!" Jennifer said from inside.

Tommy opened the door, and they both walked in. The women had repainted the walls a very light pink, and there were pictures and posters on the walls The standing closets directly across from the door were covered with painted-on flowers, and the walls of the short hallway were also painted with them.

Jerry shut the door behind him. He ran into Tommy when he turned around, for Tommy stopped dead in his tracks when he saw into the room.

"Move it, you big lug!" Jerry said to Tommy, pushing him. When Tommy took a step forward, and Jerry could see into the room, Jerry also stopped cold.

Jennifer and Yolanda were sitting on their beds, cross-legged. Both were wearing a scarf around their neck, and nothing else. Both had their hands crossed in front of them, their tits hanging between their arms. Both women had bound their hair up and had it pinned in the Chinese way. Both were smiling.

"Take a seat, boyos!" Yolanda said. She smiled brightly at them.

Tommy, not taking his eyes off Yolanda, groped for the chair just to his left. He missed on the first grab, then caught it on the second. He sat down a little hard, never taking his eyes off her.

Jerry, with a little more poise, grabbed the chair directly to his right, and sat down. He kept his back straight.

"Nice to see you again," Jennifer said. "I was wondering when we would see you two. Last time, we went walking in town to blow some time."

"Yes. I apologize for not getting back to you," Jerry said, a little uncomfortably, "but our classes got a little hectic, and we had reports to finish."

"We heard," Yolanda said. "You boyos-uh, boys-are taking sophomore and junior courses as freshmen. That's something!"

"Uh, well, our SAT's put us at that level, and our courses were accelerated a bit," Tommy said. He groaned inwardly, wondering why he felt he had to justify their academic acceleration.

There was an uncomfortable pause. Tommy looked thunderstruck, and Jerry put on a face of no emotion, blocking out any look of the rising lust in him. Tommy's cock had grown to full length, making a bump in the front of his pants. Jerry viciously kept his lust down, but his cock also was making a small bump in his pants.

The girls giggled.

"Well, what did you want to talk about?" Jennifer said. "Your letter said you had an important question to ask us."

Tommy gulped. "We, uh, we wanted to ask you- um ask..."

Jerry interrupted, deciding to save his friend from falling over his own two feet. "What my friend is trying to say is we wanted to ask you your opinion on why there are no girls that would take an interest in us. We interpret their reticence is because they are intimidated by us, and the older ones find us too young, and the younger ones don't want brains, just brawn."

Jennifer and Yolanda looked at each other, and shrugged. "Well," Jennifer said, turning back to Jerry, "You two are the smartest of the freshman class. Everyone knows that. But there are things that both of you do that turn off most of them. You Jerry, you tend to be unapproachable. You stand aloof, looking like you're studying us for some lab project. You don't let anyone close, let alone in.

Turning to Tommy, she said, "You, Tommy, take things too lightly. You seem like a nice person to most of them, but you take partying too seriously. They want a guy who is dependable and approachable, as well as smart."

"We hear this from some of the other girls," Yolanda said. "They know you friend-uh, you are friends-with us, and so they tell us. They think we are your girlies-uh girlfriends."

"That's true," Jennifer said.

This made Jerry think a bit. By putting Yolanda's statement into the problem, it started to make the reactions of some of the girls he courted make sense. Until now, it had mystified him why these girls had treated him as if he were spoken for.

He looked over to Tommy. He was panting a little bit, and he opened his shirt a button or two. Jerry also found it getting hot in the room, and followed suit. He then looked back to Jennifer, then drew his eyes away. She looked like a wet dream come to life, sitting there as she was!

"Do you mean to say," Jerry said, closing his eyes to the wondrous sight, "that if Tommy acted a little like me, and I a little like him..."

"Exactly," Jennifer said.

"Well, what about my size?" Tommy blurted out, looking a little red.

"Your size is good," Yolanda said. "Not too much fat. You got lots of muscle there. Being, how you say, stocky, is not to say fat. Be more serious, and everything go ok for you!"

"Now," Jennifer said, a little sexily, "is there anything else you wished to ask us?"

"Yeah," Tommy blurted, "Why are you two naked as jaybirds?"

Jerry winced. He knew his friend was sorely distracted to come out with so bold a statement as that! His fantasies just upgraded in intenseness.

Jennifer laughed. "I'm sorry fellas," she said, the mirth twinkling in her eyes. "One of our friends sort of overheard your conversation in the quad earlier today, and clued us in. Then we found your note on our door, and we decided to get this way to make you sweat a bit. I mean, you DID want to get a woman's point of view, and I thought this would be the best way to give it!"

Jerry looked at Jennifer. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Jennifer said as she and Yolanda stood up, "you two have not been with a woman because of attitudes used to hide true feelings, whether good or bad, and those attitudes need adjusting." The girls started walking towards the seated men. "Besides, Yolanda and I discussed it, and we decided to let you know how WE thought of you, in our own way, and words don't play a big part in it."

Jerry looked at Jennifer wide-eyed. He could not believe what was going on. He felt as if one of his oldest fantasies about her was coming true, but kept the realization buried. He sat straighter, however.

Yolanda reached Tommy, and put her hand on his face. "You are wonderful man, even if you not see it," she said. "We like you, Tommy. You good to us. You not see us as toys, and we appreciate that."

"You do not know how often we get hit on," Jennifer said to Jerry. "Some of the seniors think we're easy prey, and the juniors think we're easy lays. The sophomores just want to get into our pants, maybe talk to us, and the freshman men are just too scared to approach us because of the others. There are rumors going around that we are dykes-"

"I heard," Jerry said.

"-And the real dykes hit on us because of it," Jennifer continued. "I tell you, trying to get laid around here sometimes is a real pain in the ass! We want men who like us for US, and not just our bodies. You two have not hit on us. You have been our friends, and we have come to appreciate that friendship. Now we want to turn it up a notch!"

"Uh, do you mean-" Tommy stammered.

"Oh!" Yolanda said. "No. We not looking for boyfriends. Jennie baby has one. I not want one for a while."

"You have a boyfriend?" Jerry said, a little disappointed.

"Yes, I do," Jennifer said. "Our relationship is an open one. Don't worry, lover. He is not the jealous type. I am sure he's banging one of my friends back home."

Jennifer smiled inwardly. She had called Jason earlier that day, and he had told her of the wild night he had had with Sherry. It seemed that both he and Eric had thought she needed a little "taming", and Jennifer knew that Jason's 11-inch cock could do just that!

"But how could you-I mean, with me-"

"I like you, Jerry," Jennifer answered simply. "I cherish our friendship. To be honest, I really need a friend who I can be myself with, one who I can laugh with, cry with, and make love with from time to time."

Jerry had viewed this time up till now with a certain detachment. That last statement from Jennifer floored him.

"Jennie baby and I talked about it, and we decided that we want you two as those kind of friends, if you want it," Yolanda said to Tommy. "You think us cheap for that?"

"Um, no," Tommy said, sobered a little by the question, "I don't consider you cheap for that; A little unconventional maybe, but not cheap."

"I've never been known as conventional," Jennifer said to Tommy. "So how about it?" she addressed to Jerry. "Do you think us cheap?"

Jerry chose his words carefully. "I think that Tommy and I are very lucky to have women like you view us in such a light. I would be honored to be your paramour, if only occasionally."

"Yeah," Tommy chimed in. "If you just want us from time to time, I think I can live with that."

Jennifer and Yolanda smiled. They had discussed this very thing for the past two weeks, but were not sure how to bring up the subject. The heads-up from their friend, and the note on the door, provided that way.

"Just realize we are not going steady," Jennifer said. "We can help each other in our studies, take care of each others emotions, and satisfy each other sexually. Think about it: If you know that your sexual needs are met, not if they are but THAT they are, won't it make studying and achieving our goals a lot calmer and easier?"

Jerry digested this logic, and found it appealing. It was true that his sexual fantasies and needs were indeed getting in the way of effective studying. He looked over to Tommy and saw him nod his approval at this logic. He took that at face value, remembering that he never did anything he didn't mean to. Jerry stood up.

"I think, Jennifer," Jerry said, "that you have found your bower boys, and I hope we are up to your standards."

Jennifer smiled. "Victory!" she thought. She was unsure how this would go and feared that this admission would alienate the two men she counted as friends at the college.

"Goody!" Yolanda squealed as she jumped into Tommy's lap. Tommy easily caught her.

Jennifer walked into Jerry's open arms, and kissed him. His lips were sweet, but tentative. Jennifer split his lips with her tongue, exploring his mouth. She melted her body into his, rubbing up against his frame, feeling the bulge his cock made in his pants. She felt herself getting wet from the contact.

Yolanda was busily unbuttoning Tommy's shirt, while Tommy was cupping her tits. When she got his shirt open, she fondled his chest, running her hands through his chest hair.

Jerry stepped back from Jennifer and pulled his shirt off over his head. Jennifer got down on her knees and unbuckled his belt. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. She then pulled his pants down to his feet. Jerry stepped out of them.

Yolanda managed to get Tommy's shirt off before Tommy picked her up. He walked over to her bed and dumped her on the comforter. Yolanda propped herself up on her elbows, spread her legs widely, and smiled at him. He then got on his knees, moved Yolanda to the edge of the bed, and buried his face in her wet and waiting snatch. Yolanda gasped from the initial assault as Tommy's talented tongue found her clit, and flitted it across her sensitive bud.

Jennifer hooked her fingers in Jerry's underwear and slowly pulled them down, licking her lips. She uncovered his erect cock, judging it to be about 7 inches, and thick. Jerry stepped out of his underwear and flip-flops, and now stood naked in front of his dream girl.

Jennifer reached up and caressed his balls. Jerry let out a small, guttural moan. She then licked the underside of his cock, slowly flicking her tongue along the shaft. She reached the head, and slowly licked it, tasting his precum. Jerry moaned again. Jennifer then took his cock head into her mouth and slowly descended down the shaft, pressing her tongue on the underside so that Jerry felt as if his cock were slipping in to a wet, velvety cunt.

"Ooh, that feels good," he moaned.

Tommy was licking and nibbling Yolanda's pussy, making her squeal with delight. He then took her clit between his lips, and slipped two fingers into her wet hole. He nibbled her clit gently while he finger fucked her hard.

"UUNNGGH! You got my pussy all wet, Tommy boy!" Yolanda moaned. "OOH! Keep me juicy for you!"

Jennifer reached the base of Jerry's cock, and sucked hard. Jerry moaned. Her hands continued to caress his balls, which were starting to tighten. She then backed up a bit and grabbed the base of his cock with her other hand, squeezing a little. She then started slipping his cock in and out of her mouth, keeping pressure with her tongue and squeezing the base. Jerry's knees buckled a little.

"Oh, God, Jennifer," He said through gritted teeth, "You give great head!"

Jennifer smiled up at him with her eyes.

After a time, Tommy stood up and removed his pants and underwear. He was a little self-conscious about the size of his cock, being only 6 inches, but by the time he got his underwear off, Yolanda had got to the floor, kneeled in front of him, and took his manhood in her mouth in one shot, licking the shaft as she sucked him. Tommy's eyes rolled to the back of his head at that feeling.

Yolanda slid Tommy's cock in and out of her mouth. It felt perfect to her. One hand found his balls, and she grunted in surprise to find them very large. She massaged his balls, her tongue continuing to lick the underside of his cock, as she slipped it in and out of her mouth. Her other hand found her clit, and started rubbing it furiously. Tommy groaned in lust at the treatment his crotch was getting from her

Jennifer continued slipping Jerry's meat in and out of her mouth. Her left hand continued massaging his balls as they became rock hard, and her right hand squeezed the base hard. All of a sudden, she felt Jerry lurch.

"Uunngghh! You're making me cum with that, jennifer!" Jerry groaned. "I'm gonna shoot! Uunnngghh!"

Jennifer waited until she could feel the pressure at her right hand at the base of his cock. She then released her hand, squeezed his balls, and started mouth fucking him fast. Jerry shot his load directly into her throat. Jennifer's tongue caught some of the sweet sperm, and she used her tongue to lather his cock with it. Her motion made him cum harder, and he was flexing his hips, driving his cock harder into her mouth as each spurt erupted from him. The sensations were driving him wild!




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 02



Tommy managed to swing around and sit on the bed as Yolanda kept blowing him with amazing speed. Her mouth played his cock like it was an expensive instrument, and he started to moan louder. He was about ready to cum when she stopped and grabbed the base of his cock. She waited until his impetus subsided, then started again. Tommy's mind left him as he was washed away in lust for the feeling this woman was generating. He knew that he was going to fuck her soon, and he knew she was going to derive great joy from being fucked by him. He felt his insecurity melt away, if only for the moment, and wished that this feeling would never end.

Jennifer sucked up the last of the cum off of Jerry's spent, but still hard, cock. Jerry felt weak at the knees, and Jennifer led him to her bed. While still holding his hands, Jennifer lay down on the bed and opened her legs wide.

"Make love to me, Jerry" Jennifer said silkily.

"Let me hear you say my real name," Jerry said as he climbed between her legs. "It is Jeriku Chan"

"Jeriku Chan," Jennifer said, enjoying the way it rolled off the tongue. "Jeriku Chan."

Jerry lowered his head to Jennifer's soaking pussy. He licked some of the juice on the pussy lips, making her shiver. He took a sniff, reveling in the heady smell of her wetness. Her pink inner lips beckoned to him as he used his thumbs to open her to his sight. Her cunt contracted once, making her pussy look like it winked at him.He then dived into her pussy, sucking it feverishly, plunging his tongue in and out of her hole, collecting as much of the heady liquid in his mouth. Jennifer bucked hard.

"OOH YES!" she moaned loudly.

Yolanda looked up at Jerry and Jennifer. "That's it!" she said to him. "Suck that pussy hard. Bite the clit! She likes that best!"

Startled, Jerry looked up at Jennifer as Tommy looked at Yolanda.

"Yes," Jennifer said, breathing heavy, "we make it with each other. Now get back to my pussy!" She pushed down his head back to her quivering womanhood.

"You make it with women, too?" Tommy asked Yolanda.

"Sometimes," Yolanda said, wiping her lips, "but I like making it with men better. Let me show you!"

Yolanda scrambled up on to Tommy's lap, kneeling over his cock. She reached down and guided it to her snatch. She wiped the head through the entire valley and across her clit a couple of times, causing her to gasp. She finally inserted the tip into her hot, steamy hole. She then sat down hard, taking the whole length in one shot. Yolanda closed her eyes and licked her lips at the feeling. Tommy laid back and moaned.

Jerry bit at Jennifer's clit, like he was told. Jennifer squealed and bucked her hips. So she likes making it with girls, too, he thought to himself. The thought of watching two girls going at it together excited him, and he felt his cock lurch. He knew that now was the time to fuck her.

Jerry started kissing up Jennifer's belly, then planted his lips and tongue on one of Jennifer's wondrous tits. He had fantasized about doing this ever since he first saw her in the cafeteria. That white halter had done little to cover the round, firm smoothness of those globes!

He licked around the breast in ever smaller circles, coating it in a shiny wetness. He avoided the nipple and trailed his tongue into the valley and over to her right breast. He coated that one the same way.

Jennifer was panting. Jerry continued the circles until he got to the nipple. He then trailed his tongue to the left breast. Like an arrow, he headed to the left nipple, and sucked it in hard, biting the bud and pulling it up a little

Jennifer was moaning. She loved the feeling of Jerry sucking her tits. He knew what to do with his mouth! She was so hot from his licking. Her pussy flowed copious amounts of juice, wetting the bed under her, as Jerry sucked and bit one nipple, then the other.

Her mind was now set. She wanted to feel him inside her.

"Please, Jeriku Chan," she pleaded, "Fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Jerry moved up, positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy, and slowly pushed himself in all the way. Jennifer was so wet that his cock was being tingled from all sides. Jennifer's pussy muscles gently caressed the entire length of his cock as he buried himself completely in her.

"Oh, Jennifer, your pussy feel so good," Jerry moaned.

Jennifer's mind exploded from the feeling of Jerry's cock deep inside her. She was used to larger, but she had not stretched out. He was a gorgeous size, and it was just what she needed at that moment.

Yolanda started moving up and down on Tommy's cock. She made her pussy muscles squeeze him hard. Tommy felt the tightness, and moaned as she fucked him.

"Jeez, Yolanda, you're so fucking tight!" Tommy said through gritted teeth.

"You like?" Yolanda panted from above. She rose up, tightened her muscles, and then slowly lowered again on his cock, forcing it through.

"Ugh! Oh, yeah," Tommy gasped. He had never had a pussy this tight!

Yolanda was going crazy. She had not had a good fuck in a while, and the last one could not hold a candle to the way Tommy made her feel now.

After a few minutes, Yolanda got off of Tommy's wonderful cock, and bent over the edge of the bed. "Fuck me from behind, Tommy boy!" she said to him. "Fuck me hard till I no stand!"

Tommy was amazed that his cock was as hard as it was. He got off the bed, positioned himself behind Yolanda, placed the head of his cock just inside her cunt, then rammed hard.

Yolanda cried out. "Fuck! Oh, fuck, Tommy boy! Oh, you so good. Shove it hard, boyo! Oh! Oh! Yes! Oooh FUCK!"

Tommy pulled back and rammed again, bucking Yolanda with each contact of his hips to her delectable ass. Yolanda grabbed the comforter in a death grip, for support She licked her lips in lust.

Jerry started fucking Jennifer harder; He lowered his head to one of her tits again and bit her nipple as he rammed his full length into her. Jennifer squealed in delight from the rough treatment, and wrapped her legs around him.

The four continued fucking like this for a while. Then Tommy put Yolanda on her side and fucked her that way. Yolanda started panting. Jerry stopped, got off the bed, pulled Jennifer to the edge, then reentered her, ramming her hard while holding her hips. Jennifer started to moan continuously, with a higher moan with each ram.

Tommy started ramming harder. He grabbed Yolanda around the waist for support. He pulled her back until she was half off the bed. Yolanda hung on to the comforter for dear life, suspended between the bed and Tommy's cock. The slap from each ram was loud and erotic to her. Finally, she couldn't take any more. 

"Fuck me hard, Tommy boy!" she yelled, not caring who heard her. "Rip me up! Ooh! I'm cumming, Tommy boy! Fuck! I'm cumminng!"

Yolanda tensed, then screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body convulsed from the violence of it, and she squeezed her pussy muscled as hard as she could. This brought Tommy over the edge as he saw stars from the pressure.

"Oh, Yolanda, my sweet. Your pussy caresses me so!" he grunted loudly, also not caring who heard him. "I'm gonna come! Uuunnngghh! Here it comes! Aaauuuggghh!"

Tommy's orgasm hit hard, and his cock spurted stream after stream of his jism. Yolanda's eyes went wide at the feeling and started to buck harder. 

"Oh, I feel you come inside me!" Yolanda said loudly. Tommy grunted, ramming his cock into as hard as he could with each spurt.

Jerry could not hold back any longer. Jennifer's pussy was so silky that he was half mad with desire. His orgasm built, and released with a vengeance.

"Oh, Jennifer," he groaned out, "I'm coming! I'm com—AAUUGGH" Jerry came with such force that he dug his fingers into her hips as he rammed his cock harder and harder into her pussy. Jennifer eyes opened in shock as the first wave of cum splashed inside her with no warning. The feeling was so erotic that Jennifer started to cum as well.

"OOH, JERIKU!" she yelled haltingly, as Jerry's thrusts bucked her. "YES! YOUR SWEET CUM FEELS SO GOOD IN ME! I GOTTA COME! UUUNNNGGHH! I'M COMING, JERIKU! FEEL MY JUICE ON YOUR COCK! I-I'M COMING!"

Jennifer's orgasm rocked her body. She wrapped her legs around Jerry and held him in place as another deliciously orgasmic wave locked her muscles. Jerry fought against it, and the concerted effort caused him to back off a bit, then ram his cock back into with such force that it sent Jennifer into another orgasm!

It took almost five minutes before all four finished cumming. Then they crumpled to the floor, and started laughing.

"Oh my!" Jennifer laughed. "I haven't been slammed like that in a while! That felt so good!"

"You were a dream come true for me, Jennifer," Jerry said, also laughing. "Long have I fantasized about doing this to you. You captured my imagination with your beauty, and I feel fortunate to have been able to give you pleasure in return for the pleasure you have given me in my fantasies!"

"They no longer have to be fantasies," Jennifer said tenderly. "I know we will do this again soon. We connect now. I know you better, and now you know me better."

"That is true."

"You know I love someone else. Is that going to be a problem? For us, I mean?"

Jerry thought. "At first I thought it would," he said, "then I realized that sex is only a small fraction of love. It is where the heart is that counts. Now I know I can make love to you, and still be a friend to you. I know I will find a true love in time, and I am glad you decided to share yourself with me for whatever time we have together. No, I do not think there will be a problem with that."

Jennifer leaned over and kissed him. "Thank you," she said.

"You are entirely welcome."

Tommy was looking at Yolanda. "Woman, you are one wild lady!"

"Thanks, boyo," she said. "I not-I mean I have not been fucked like that in long time! Your dick made me sing!"

"I haven't felt a pussy as tight as yours, either!" Tommy said back

Yolanda and Tommy started to laugh.

"You and I will have fun together, my little booty!" Tommy said

"Booty?" Yolanda flared. "I'll show you booty, you dog!" She then smiled and shoved his cock into her mouth again. Tommy grunted his disbelief.

Jerry and Jennifer leaned against the bed, laughing a bit while watching Yolanda suck Tommy's cock again!



Jennifer's College Years Ch. 03



 Hello readers! I hope you are enjoying my stories. As of the previous story, I had been going back and reworking the chapters so they would be more erotic, and keep ties correct to future things. The stories are now more detailed, looking into the lives of my characters a little more in depth. I hope you like the better stories, and keep coming back for more as I get them posted. Have fun!

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The drive from Cetnerville was always a drag. The freeway was crowded with travelers heading to points unknown, and the traffic got worse the closer they got to the college.

Jason tuned the radio to his favorite station and settled back. Sherry was sitting in the passenger seat, and Eric and Angela were in the back. Their car was traveling around 70, and the cool air felt good to them.

"How long before we get there?" Angela asked.

"About 10 minutes," Jason said. "We'll check in to the motel, then we'll go see her. She has Friday through Sunday off, so we'll have plenty of time to visit."

Angela sat back. She hadn't seen her friend Jennifer since she left for college on August 29, and it was now the middle of October. None of them could get any time off at the end of last month, so they coordinated for now. 

Angela reached towards her neck, and felt the slim, close-fitting titanium collar around her throat, a gift from Eric. She looked over at Sherry, and saw the glint of hers as well. The collars were to remind them that they were the submissives of Eric and Jason, slaves if you will. She was ecstatic to wear it, and proudly showed it, for each of the collars had two diamonds, surrounded and separated by 3 rubies, on the front. Jason had one for Jennifer in his suitcase. He also packed another, smaller one as well.

In about 10 minutes, Jason had pulled off the highway and headed for the motel not far away, and about 3 miles from the college. Jason found the motel and pulled in. He and Eric then got out and went to the office.

"May I help you?" the office clerk, a matronly woman, asked.

"Yes," Eric said. "We have a reservation for two connecting double rooms, under the names of Thomlinson and Manacek."

The lady looked in her register. "Hmm. Yes, here we are. Rooms 216 and 218. Please fill out the registration cards, please."

Jason and Eric filled out the cards, paid the money for the three days, and went back to the car. Jason parked in the proper spot, then all three got out. Jason popped the trunk, and each took their bag.

Up in the rooms, they dumped their bags in the closet areas, and then Eric and Jason opened the connecting double doors and chocked them back. They had agreed to leave them open during their entire time here.

After bathroom calls, and the girls donning scarves to hide the collars, the four exited and headed to the college.

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Jennifer was readjusting her dress while looking in the full-length mirror. She made sure her ample tits strained against the fabric of the dress, and she checked to make sure the hem fell only to mid thigh. Her sandals were the same color of the dress, scarlet, and she also wore a scarlet scarf. This color contrasted beautifully with her blond hair. Yolanda whistled her approval.

"Wow, Jennie baby, you gonna knock him dead!" Yolanda said

Jennifer looked at her and smiled. Yolanda had been DPed, and was extricating herself from between Tommy and Jerry, who were laughing, to get up. It was late afternoon, and the three had been at it since early morning. Jennifer had been with Jerry Just 2 days earlier, and she had wanted to stay chaste from that time until she saw Jason. When they had come over last night, at Yolanda's request, Jennifer informed Jerry of this. Jerry had honored her wishes, and helped Tommy show Yolanda a really good time in a threesome.

"Will you three get it together?" Jennifer asked plaintively, but still smiling. "They'll be here any minute!"

"Aww, keep your panties on, girlie," Yolanda said. "We'll get ready. Besides, I want to see gargantuan myself! You told me, now I gotta see!"

"Let's get presentable, Jerry," Tommy said. "Let's help to make Jennifer's reunion with her boyfriend special."

"I will if you get your damned knee out of my crotch!" Jerry said, groaning. "When you locked Yolanda in, you racked me!"

"Oops! Sorry, my friend!"

The two men got up and put on their shorts and shirts. They saluted the girls, and left.

Jennifer looked at Yolanda as she picked up her strewn clothes. She was proud of her roommate for working on her English. She was also filling out a little more. Her tits looked larger, and her hips flared a little more. Jennifer remarked on this a few days ago, and she felt wonderful about that.

Jennifer smoothed the pleat and contemplated her own slight maturity growth. Her tits felt fuller, pushing towards a DD, and her hips flared a little more, Her shape was now more womanly, and she hoped Jason would mightily approve.

Yolanda had finished cleaning up. She grabbed a towel, and with a wink headed for the showers.

Jennifer went and sat at her desk. She closed her laptop and sighed. Her studies were going very well. She thought on the past 50 days and smiled. Her relationship with Jerry had progressed to a deep friendship. He had become protective of her in a way that appealed to her, for any time a man got too fresh, he was right there to...dissuade the person. He even had to go as far as fighting one. Boy, that man will never cross Jerry again!

Her thoughts drifted to Jason, and what she would eventually do to him! The eroticism of those thoughts got her pussy wet, and Jennifer savored the feeling. She felt her nipples get hard. She looked down and saw them push their way into the fabric of her dress. She wore no bra as the dress was cut in such a way to give support. Besides, her tits were now very firm, with hardly any natural sag left. She thanked her exercise regimen for her track practice for that.

In a few minutes, Yolanda came back into the room. She had the towel wrapped around her hair, but not around her body.

"Did you walk the hall like that?" Jennifer asked, laughing.

"Sure did, Jennie baby," Yolanda said. "It dead out there. No one around." 

Yolanda opened her closet and pulled out a bra, panties, garter, hose, and a print dress. She quickly got dressed, then dried her hair.

"You think they will like me?" Yolanda asked while brushing her hair.

"I do," Jennifer said. "I told Jason about you and the boys. He really wants to meet all of you."

Yolanda looked pensive.

"Yolanda, what's wrong?" Jennifer asked, suddenly concerned.

"Oh, it is just that I have not seen my father here, and here you are, about to see your man, and you and I are lovers of a sort, and I want a boyfriend, and I want to pass college, and-"

"OK, OK!" Jennifer said, getting the idea. She forgot that when Yolanda got nervous, she had diarrhea of the mouth about what's on her mind. Jerry had to save her once from a couple of sophomores that had heard her one time mumbling about finding a boyfriend.

Yolanda finished brushing her silky black hair and turned around.

"So, how do I look?" she asked.

Jennifer looked and smiled. "Scrumptious!" she purred.

Yolanda preened.

There was a single knock on the door, and then the boys came back in. Jerry was dressed in slacks and a nice shirt, and Tommy was dressed in good jeans and a pullover. Tommy had slimmed down some, and now he looked better.

"Does this meet with your approval, Jennifer?" Jerry asked.

"Yes it does," Jennifer said. "Thanks, guys, for helping me make this meeting special."

"Anytime," Tommy said.

Suddenly, there was another knock at the door. Jennifer stood up, looking nervous. Jerry opened it and let them in. The first person she saw was Jason.

Jennifer nearly leaped from her desk into his arms. No words were spoken as she and Jason kissed passionately. Eric, Angela, and Sherry moved deeper into the room.

Jennifer broke the kiss. "Oh, I've missed you so, my love, my master," she whispered.

"So have I," Jason said lovingly. He looked her over and stroked her hair. He instantly noticed that the tits pressing into him were not in a bra, and that they felt firm.

"Ahem!" Eric said, loudly clearing his throat at Jennifer.

Jennifer turned around, and smiled. She went to Eric and kissed him deeply. She heard Tommy and Jerry gasp a little. She smiled to herself. She had not told them this, yet!

"Eric! How are you?"

"Better, now that I've seen with my own eyes that you haven't been killed, or worse," he said.

Jennifer then went to the women. "Angela! Sherry! Good to see you again!"

"Great to see you, sister" Sherry said.

"I'm glad we could make it this time," Angela said, almost apologetically. "We had illnesses at work, and we had to take the shifts, then Jason got sick, and-"

Jennifer turned to Jason. "You were sick? Why didn't you tell me?"

"No need," Jason said easily. "I had the sniffles is all. Angela, being the big mother hen that she is, is blowing it a little out of proportion."

"Well, tell me next time. We share everything else on the phone."

Jason laughed at her implication, remembering some of the more erotic and lustful phone conversations he had had with his little slut.

"So, Jennifer," Eric said, "are you going to introduce us to these fine young men?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." She went over to Eric and whispered something into his ear. Eric nodded, and Jennifer backed off.

"Eric, Angela, Sherry, Jason, may I introduce to you Yolanda Chu, Jeriku Chan, and Tommy Queen. Friends, meet Angela Sanders, Sherry Princeton, Eric Thomlinson, and my boyfriend Jason Manacek.

The seven shook hands with each other, then separated again.

"I am glad Jennifer made friends here," Eric said to Jennifer's friends.

"We really did worry about that, hon," Jason said to Jennifer.

"Wow!" Jennifer said. "That's sweet! Actually, I really can't take all the credit. Yolanda here helped. I mean, our tits actually found them!" 

Yolanda caressed, then bounced, her tits to accentuate that point.

Tommy and Jerry choked, Jason and Eric smiled, and Sherry and Angela laughed.

"OK, folks" Eric said, "let's get going. We got a fun weekend ahead. Let's go."

The group decided to use three cars: Jason's, Tommy's, and Jerry's. They also decided that Sherry would ride with Jerry, and Yolanda would ride with Tommy.

They got to the restaurant around 7 pm. The Matrè D escorted them to their table. They ordered their dinner and drinks, and settled down for some conversation.

"So, Jerry, What do you think of Jennifer?" Eric asked him.

"I love her."

Everyone looked at him, especially Jason.

"I do not mean love in that sense," he said quickly. "I mean that Jennifer is a very special person to me. She helped me with an internal conflict I was having, and I found that her help has allowed me to advance in my personal goals. She has shown me how to look at life in a more relaxed fashion, and that has helped me to control my inner turmoil. Her presence has joy infused in it, and it has swept me into its embrace. I find myself protecting her. She has told me of the love she has for you Jason, and I envy her for that, but also I respect her for it as well. She holds true to that love, but she has enough for all those who come into her life too. She holds me in her world with that love, and I respond to it to my benefit in my own life. It is for this that I love her."

Jerry's explanation was very eloquent and heartfelt. Jason sensed this, and unclenched his jaw, impressed with this young man. He felt Jennifer's hand squeeze his, transmitting the love she had for him in that contact.

"I see," Eric said, also impressed.

"She impacted our lives in a similar fashion," Angela said, pointing at her and Eric. "She introduced herself to us on our first day at home, and we had become fast friends then, as now. She had taught us things about ourselves that I never thought were in us."

"I Just met her a couple months ago," Sherry told the group. "She helped me over my fears of love, and now I love her as much as any."

"Jennie baby is kind to me," Yolanda said, "she is helping me talk better so I can pass jury bars. We are best of friends, and we keep tight. Jennifer has amazing insight to people, and those she makes friends are good people. We have pals, but we four are close friends."

"She helped me get a more serious side," Tommy said. "Having a photographic memory does not mean you learn life lessons with it. I had to learn them the hard way, and so I got into being easygoing all the time to hide the fact that I was as smart as I am. She taught me how to accept it, be serious AND easygoing at the same time. She has a confidence about her that anyone can see, and it is infectious. She is well liked by almost all of her professors, and the students are starting to realize just how special she is. Jerry, Yolanda and I feel that we must protect her from those that would try to smother her for her confidence and love, and keep at bay those who would try to take her away from us for ulterior motives. What more can I say? I think we all love her for our own reasons, and I think she loves us for who we choose to be to her."

Jason actually blushed at this, to hear such glowing endorsements about his lover and friend. Girlfriend. Jennifer. Eric sat back, visibly impressed with her friends. Angela and Sherry looked at the two boys with more respect.

The meal came at this point, and the group dived in, more famished than they thought. Jennifer looked at this group in amazement, wondering what it is about her that attracted these people around her. She knew it was more than just sex, for she had had sex with each of them before.

As they ate, Jennifer felt a hand caress her right thigh. It was Jason doing it. She looked at him, and he was drinking his coffee at that moment. 

Then she felt another hand on her left thigh, caressing it. It was Eric, and when she looked at him, he was talking with Angela. She bent down to her meal again.

The hands on Jennifer's thigh kept rubbing and caressing them. Jennifer closed her eyes and stifled a low moan at the feeling. She was also wet from it, making her panties wetter from it as well.

The hands started pulling her legs apart. She let them do this, enjoying the feel of her pussy lips slightly parting. The pussy juice coating the inside of her silk panties made the material even slicker, and her clit was blazing from rubbing against it. Jennifer unobtrusively gripped the table to keep from trembling.

Jennifer heard some chairs scrape the floor. She opened her eyes, and saw Tommy, Jerry, Angela, and Yolanda moving to cover a gap. Sherry was gone.

Suddenly, she felt fingers on her panties. She felt them hook into the elastic, and move it to the side, exposing her pussy and clit. Jennifer then felt the fingers leave for a moment, then come back to hold the material from her pussy. She then felt a soft tongue lick her pussy from the bottom all the way up to her clit.

"You taste sweet!" said a sexy woman's voice from under the table. Then it hit her. That was Sherry!

Sherry moved her head between Jennifer's thighs and started lapping her pussy. Jennifer put back her head and uttered a barely audible moan. The hands kept her thighs wide open.

Sherry continued sucking Jennifer's pussy. Her tongue moved in and out of her hole, making her hips buck each time. Sherry then nibbled her clit, and Jennifer pushed her pussy harder into her mouth. She started to gasp and breathe heavy.

"What's the matter, Jennifer?" Jerry asked, an evil smile on his face.

Jennifer opened her eyes and looked at him. She saw how he and Tommy positioned themselves so no one would see what was happening.

Sherry then bit Jennifer's pussy lips. Jennifer had to stifle a gasp. The people around the table softly chuckled.

"Sherry has been wanting to do this to you for a month now," Jason said to her, still massaging her thigh. He then got very close to her ear.

"She was commanded to do this, slut," he whispered in her ear. Jennifer felt that familiar thrill of being called "slut". "We told her to make you come right here in the restaurant, or she would be disciplined."

Jennifer looked at him with a growing lust and need in her eyes. She could not say anything. She then looked at Eric.

Eric smiled at Jennifer, then turned his attention to Angela. He flipped his fingers at her, and Angela smiled. She then removed the scarf at her neck, exposing the close fitting collar with the rubies and diamonds in it. Jennifer stared at it.

"Yes," Jason said, still whispering in her ear, "that is a slave collar. The bitch eating your pussy wears one as well. Soon, you will be wearing one. So will Yolanda, if she wants.

Jennifer looked at Jason in surprise. Then she closed her eyes and grimaced. Her orgasm was coming.

Sherry continued her assault on Jennifer's pussy. She could feel her orgasm building. She bit her pussy lips, nibbled her clit, and shoved her tongue in her hole as fast as she could.

Suddenly, Jennifer stiffened. She then let out her breath and started gasping. Her skin became a mottled red, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and chest, making her skin shine. Then she let out a soundless scream as her orgasm hit.

Sherry felt it immediately, as Jennifer pushed her pussy hard into her mouth. Sherry felt her juices flowing, and swallowed the juice as fast as it came out. The hands on her thighs gripped hard to keep her in place. Jason dabbed her forehead and chest with a napkin to wipe away the sweat. Jennifer's grip on the table became viselike as wave after wave of a multiple orgasm racked her body, making her gasp harder.

It took Jennifer almost 5 minutes to finish coming. She became weak, and Jason helped to prop her up.

"Oh, my God," she finally said, "that was delicious!"

Tommy and Jerry, smiling, moved their chairs aside to let Sherry back up. She sat down again with a satisfied look on her face. Jerry wiped her face with a napkin to clean off the pussy juice on it. Then he took a deep sniff of the napkin. He then handed it to Tommy, who did the same thing. That napkin was then passed to each person, everyone smelling of Jennifer's essence. Jennifer watched this with another growing lust.

The men finally cajoled Jennifer into finishing her dinner. The waiter came back during this time and took the payment for the meal. When Eric's credit card was returned, he stood up.

"I think it's time we headed back to the rooms at the motel," he said. We have a lot of stuff to do. I'm sure Jennifer needs our contact."

"You're damned right I do!" she said a little weakly. "I'm gonna make sure I'm not the only one to get satisfied!"

Everyone laughed at this statement as they all got up. Jennifer thought about what Jason had said to him, and was thrilled at what was to come. A Collar? For her? And for Yolanda? What have the men been up to lately?

********

Jennifer thought the motel rooms looked comfortable. There were two thickly covered queen-sized beds in each room, and the connecting double doors had been chocked open, giving the illusion of more room. There was a small table and 4 chairs in each room, and there was a sliding door behind thick curtains that led out on to a balcony. Jennifer made a mental note of the room's numbers-216 and 218-for future reference.

Eric and Jason went into 218 and dragged the chairs into the other room. Then they moved the nightstand from between the beds, and Tommy and Jerry pushed the beds together in 218, and Eric and Jason pushed the beds together in 216. Angela then pulled the table from 218 and put it with the other in 216, and all the girls arranged the chairs around these tables.

Jason went to the car and brought back the snacks and juice that were in the trunk. Before returning to the motel, Eric had stopped at the local market to pick up these items. There were cheeses, celery, orange and grapefruit juice, carrots, and grapes. Jennifer got all the glasses from both bathrooms and placed them on the tables. Jason placed the snacks and juice in the middle of the table.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 03



When all this work was done, Eric called everyone to the table for a sit down and discussion.

"We have some new people with us tonight," Eric started out, "so I guess I should explain some things. I was talking to Jennifer about a week ago, and she told me about you three," he was referring to Tommy, Jerry, and Yolanda, "and how she would like to have you in our little circle of friends. You are all 19, and we." Referring to himself, Angela, Sherry, and Jason, "are in our early 20's. I don't see any problem there. What I need to find out are your sexual proclivities. We once tried to bring Jennifer's ex-boyfriend in, but found he was incompatible. He had almost hurt Jennifer, and I want to make sure that doesn't happen again. I trust her judgment, but I want to make sure, for my own peace of mind. And I think Jason would like to talk to you as well, to let you know his position when it comes to her as well. Now, does anyone here have a problem with that?"

Everyone shook his or her head.

"Good!" Eric continued. "So, let's start with the women. Sherry?"

"Well, I am 25, and bisexual. I like making it with men and women equally. I am also a sexual submissive to Eric and Jason, but rather aggressive with most other men. I do not like pain that is intentionally inflicted. I am not too crazy of being tied up on purpose either. My tastes run normal otherwise."

Tommy and Jerry gaped at her statement. Neither could believe that a woman could be so brazen!

"I am Eric's girlfriend and lover," Angela said. "I have three loves in my life: Eric, Jason, and Jennifer. They all hold a special place in my heart. Jennifer and I hold a deep, satisfying accord with each other, and our lovemaking does not exclude men. I am also a submissive to these men, and ONLY to these men, unless some other proves to Eric or I that they can handle my mastery and still keep my feelings from being stomped on. They must follow the rules, and do things for the joy of it, not just to intentionally inflict. No one in our circle will tolerate intentional pain, bondage or orders for the sake of those things. If you want to be with me, just be yourself, but pay attention to the rules for the special things."

This time, Yolanda joined Tommy and Jerry in gaping.

"I guess I am the nexus here," Jennifer said. "I have been with each of you more than once, and each of you bring something different into my life. I am also bisexual, having learned this with Angela a few months back. My boyfriend and lover is Jason, here, and there is no one that can take that away from us. He understands my nature, and he derives great pleasure from it. I am also a submissive to Eric and Jason, but to no other, for now.

"Tommy, you and I have joy in our lovemaking. You bring me a tenderness that is greatly appreciated. Jerry, you and I have delved into each other's emotional side during sex, and where I falter, you strengthen, and visa versa. We are symbiotic in sex, and I think we support each other deeper than just friends do. You also understand my love for Jason, and hold that in high honor. This is why making love to you is so great.

"Yolanda, you and I are fast friends, and I think would be a perfect fit with the women of this group. You are brazen, and you give as much joy as you get. When we make it, you make me feel that I am the only girl for you. That's cool. I am sure the other women would like to feel that sometime."

Yolanda turned red at this, but smiled nonetheless. The boys felt proud at her assessment of them and it showed in their faces.

"My turn, now, I guess," Jason said. "OK, you know I am Jennifer's boyfriend, lover, and master. I am in love with her, and no one can take that away. I am completely confident in her ability to judge people, and so I trust her selections for sexual partners. I am not the jealous type. I have been down that road before. It just does not belong in a relationship. If her assessment is such that she feels confident in bringing someone in to our circle, then I am inclined to give him or her a shot. As you heard, one other tried, and was rejected. That was before my time. I am not bisexual, but I understand the women's bisexuality, so am not repulsed by it. I rather enjoy it. In fact, since I know I cannot fulfill ALL her needs (as some of them are physically impossible for me TO fulfill), I tend to promote her to find other partners, with no restriction other than that they follow our rules and guidelines. Now, if that makes you all feel a little more comfortable about me, good. I hope to become friends with all of you."

Jerry and Tommy looked a little more relieved. Yolanda beamed at Jennifer.

"Me now," Yolanda said. "Jennifer is my roommate. We make it with each other now and then. We also make it with Tommy and Jerry ONLY. Nobody else is even good enough in her eyes. Sometimes she no want Jerry, so I get both. Sometimes we no want ANY man, so the boys leave us alone. Sometimes I like being tied up for sex, and sometimes I like to tie up the man for sex. I take commands from Jennifer only. Boys tried, and found themselves without pussy for a while. Don't get me wrong. I like to make it with boys a LITTLE more than with girls, but she is the only one I will take orders from."

Eric and Jason raised their eyes at that.

"I am a straight man," Tommy said. "I really didn't know what bisexuality was until Jennifer and Yolanda showed me what it was about. Jennifer taught me to feel comfortable with myself. I will always love her for that.

"I must confess the same thing," Jerry said. "I, too, was unaware of the true meaning of the love women share, and now I find myself exhilarated by it. I have honored her wishes in all things sexual, and our friendship has grown profoundly. I am protective of her at the college. I do find, however, that I want to explore some things with her, but I have not, due to her wishes, and will not until she gives me leave. I hope I have made that clear."

"Very," Jason said, smiling at him.

Everyone looked at each other in wonder at their admissions, and found a general acceptance.

Eric got up. "I think it is time to move on to the next thing now," he said. "Gentlemen, if you will follow me..."

The men got up from the table and followed Eric into 218. Eric then closed the double doors on his side.

"Wow, your man a BIG one!" Yolanda said to Jennifer once the doors were closed. "I saw his crotch. How you stay tight?"

The girls laughed at this.

"So, what's going on?" Jennifer asked.

"The boys are preparing something," Angela said smiling, "and I think they are coaching your young Tommy and Jerry in the guidelines. I really hope they take to it. I really want a shot at Jerry!"

Jennifer laughed. "Don't worry, lover! I think you'll get that shot!"

"So," Sherry piped in, "We're gonna have to come up with a sex name for Yolanda here. Any suggestions?"

"What do you mean?" Yolanda asked. "My name plenty good for sex!"

"We women have sex names that the men use in the heat of passion," Jennifer said. "It has been our custom that the women find it, and the men pick up on it during sex. Once that happens, it is your secret sex name in our group."

"What's yours, Jennie baby?"

"Slut."

Yolanda's eyes widened. Then she looked at Angela. "Yours?"

"Whore," Angela replied proudly.

"And I am 'Bitch'," Sherry said. "Jennifer named me."

"And me," Angela said.

"And Angela named me, in our first time together," Jennifer said.

Angela and Jennifer looked at each other, smiled, and started laughing. That special understanding they shared had them remember the first time they had sex together, and the feelings that were cemented then.

"What's so funny?" Yolanda asked. Sherry too seemed interested to know.

Jennifer and Angela explained their first time together, in great detail, to them. By the time they were finished, both of them were blushing. Then Yolanda and Sherry looked at each other, and Jennifer saw a curiosity in their eyes, as if they might have found a partner to recreate that same first time together.

"Well, let's get ready, ladies," Angela said. "We brought some stuff to inflame the senses!"

Angela and Sherry went and opened their suitcases. Sherry pulled out some flimsy lingerie, and Angela pulled out the French maid lingerie and aprons. Jennifer looked appreciative at that, for the French maid outfit was what she had worn on her first meeting with Jason, and she always adored the way the apron accentuated her tits.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I brought a few things I thought might fit you," Sherry said to Yolanda. "You and I are about the same size."

"But you got bigger titties," Yolanda said.

"Not really. They just look bigger because they are on a smaller frame than yours. Don't worry. This stuff is designed for most cup sizes."

Yolanda looked at the lingerie that Sherry laid out, and picked a scarlet red setup. She giggled and started undressing quickly.

"That's gonna look good on ya," Sherry said. "You have a sexy body."

"You one sexy lady too," Yolanda giggled. "You eat my pussy later, sweetie?"

"Is she always this giddy and straightforward?" Angela whispered to Jennifer, while she was unbuttoning her shirt.

"Pretty much," Jennifer whispered back. She had already disrobed and was putting on the garter and hose.

"Who is she normally hooked with in your college group?"

"Tommy. She says she doesn't want a boyfriend right now, but I think she'll soon find out that she loves him. I see the signs."

"What about Jerry?"

"Not sure. I think he just hasn't found the right one yet. He is patient, though. He's in no rush. His Asian studies are more important to him at the moment."

"Sounds like a decent fellow."

"Like a rock, lover. A very solid guy."

"In more ways than one, I hope!"

Jennifer looked at Angela, who smiled. They both started laughing. 

The girls finished dressing in the lingerie. Sherry and Yolanda wore halter and garter setups; Sherry's was black, and Yolanda's was scarlet (When they stood together, they looked the opposites of each other, halves of a whole, like yin-yang. Jennifer hoped it was her heart telling her that.) Jennifer and Angela wore the French maid aprons and white garters and hose, no panties. When they stood together, they looked the part. Angela then coiffed Jennifer's hair, pinning it in place with the long, thin Japanese hair spikes. Jennifer then did Angela's hair the same way. Sherry stepped behind Yolanda and adjuster her halter a little tighter, making her tits stand out against the fabric. She also adjusted her garter straight, marveling at the smooth feel of the skin on her ass. Yolanda sighed as she felt her hand touch her skin.

Then Sherry took Yolanda by the hand and led her over to Angela and Jennifer.

"OK, what name is hers?" Sherry asked. "The boys will be coming in soon. We need to know!"

"Jennifer, you're the good one at this," Angela said. "Any ideas?"

Jennifer thought about it. "It seems to me that Yolanda is always thinking about her pussy during sex..."

"Damn straight!" Yolanda said.

"...So I think her sex name will be—'cunt'."

Yolanda thought about it "Yolanda Chu," she said, "cunt, Yolanda Chu cunt, Chu cunt. I like it!"

The girls started laughing.

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the double doors.

"Ooh, we need to get in position!" Sherry said.

Jennifer looked at her.

"You're being collared, woman," Angela said to Jennifer. "And so are you, Yolanda, if you want it."

"A collar like yours?" Yolanda said, pointing to Angela's neck. "It's pretty!"

"It's more than just jewelry," Sherry said to her. "It is a symbol of bondage to our men, a symbol that we are theirs. It is not necessary in order to be a part of our group, but it is a material symbol of the depth of your love for all of us, much like a wedding ring is in a marriage. You can accept it or not, but it does not change how we feel about you, or you to us. We are doing this only on Jennifer's behest. She loves you. You love her.

Yolanda looked at Jennifer. "You want this for me?" she asked.

"I do," Jennifer said. "You are my friend. I love you as I love them. I want you and Jerry and Tommy to be a part of our group. I was only aware of this for about a week, and I was asked if I thought you and the boys could handle it. I said yes, and now is the time. Do you accept this gift from the men of my group?"

Yolanda thought about it. "I never really belonged to anything before," she said slowly, "and I don't know where this heads, but if you think it make me—makes me more sexy, then I will take it. I trust you, Jennie baby."

The two women hugged each other. Then Angela led Jennifer and Yolanda to the middle of the floor in front of the double doors and told them to kneel, knees spread wide. Angela then knelt behind and to the right of Jennifer, and Sherry knelt behind and to the left of Yolanda.

"Enter!" Angela called out.

The double doors opened Eric and Jason stood abreast of each other, Eric on the left to Jennifer's sight. Tommy stood behind and to Eric's right, and Jerry stood behind and to Jason's left. All of them were wearing shorts, and all of them were wearing a fillet around their head to hold back hair. All of the men also wore tight fitting bands of leather on their upper arms, around the biceps, with the ends of the leather ties dangling behind.

Jennifer looked at the men, and became excited. She had made love to all four of these men, and now they looked more desirable than they ever had, especially Jason. His 11-inch cock made him special in the group, but now he was even more of a sex god to her. She could feel her pussy dripping from the vision.

Eric and Jason walked up to Yolanda and Jennifer. Each man had a collar encrusted with rubies and diamonds in his hand.

"You are here to become a part of our group, as the men have done," Eric said to Yolanda. "Jennifer has told us about you, and we find you to be a good person. Do you accept this collar as a symbol of your emotional depth to us, or to one of us?"

"I do," Yolanda said.

"Jennifer," Jason said, "I bring you this collar as a gift. It was thought up by Angela as a way of "taming" Sherry, but found that it had a deeper implication, and she wanted one. Eric devised this ceremony, and it is the first time done formally. Now I ask you, my love: Do you accept this collar as a symbol of your emotional depth to us, or to one of us?"

"I do, my love, my Master," Jennifer said.

Eric motioned to Tommy to come forward. He placed the collar in his hand. He then looked at Jennifer. "What name did you give her?" he asked.

"Cunt," Jennifer said.

Eric turned back to Tommy. "Collar the cunt," he said.

Tommy, shaking a little, moved forward. Yolanda lifted her neck, noticing that Tommy was getting very hard. Tommy then put the collar around her neck, and with a swift motion, clicked it closed.

Jason motioned Jerry to step forward. He put the collar in Jerry's hands. "Collar the slut," he said.

Jennifer looked directly into Jerry's eyes as he put the collar around her neck. Then she looked into Jason's loving eyes as Jerry clicked the latch shut.

"You cannot remove these collars yourselves," Eric said. "You need the help of another to apply the direct pressure needed to release the catch. I'll show you."

Eric stood Yolanda up, and showed Jennifer how it was done. He then used Jennifer to show Yolanda.

Once the collars were reattached, everyone cracked a smile. All the women got up from the floor, and they went over to the full-length mirror to admire the collars they all now wore.

"The vanity of women," Jerry said, rolling his eyes.

"Indeed," Jason said.

"Jerry. Tom," Eric said, "You are our guests tonight, so we will give you pick of one of the women there, except for Jennifer. She is Jason's for now. Jerry, you have first choice. Who do you want?"

Jerry looked over at the four beautiful women. "I want Angela," he finally said.

"Good," Eric said. "Tommy?"

"Um, Sherry, I guess." He stammered, still a little awed by all that Eric and Jason told them in the bedroom.

"Don't just guess!" Jason said. "KNOW what you want!"

"Ok, OK!" Tommy said, a little taken back. The man was definitely assertive! "I want Sherry."

"That gives me Yolanda. Ok, gentlemen, Let's go capture our women"

Each man untied one of the bands on their arms. Each "band" was about 30 inches of smooth leather strapping, about an inch wide, and very supple. Eric motioned Jerry to advance. Jerry went to Angela. When Angela saw him, and the strap in his hand, she licked her lips and turned around, putting her hands behind her. She was facing the girls, who were looking on, as Jerry swiftly tied her hands together.

"You are mine for now, whore!" Jerry said. Angela shivered with delight, and winked at the girls. Then Jerry grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the nearest bed.

Eric motioned Tommy forward. He walked up on Sherry, and looped his strap on her neck. "You are mine...B-Bitch," He said stuttering. Jennifer knew he was not comfortable with some words, and that was one of them.

"You don't have to call me that if it makes you uncomfortable," Sherry whispered to Tommy. "It doesn't matter. You picked me! That makes me feel special!"

"Oh, good!" Tommy said. "I never really was into name calling like that."

Tommy pulled on the strap, and Sherry followed, licking her lips.

Eric walked over to Yolanda. "You are mine, cunt," he said gutturally. Yolanda looked at his crotch and gasped. She could see how big Eric's cock was, and she was licking her lips in anticipation.

All of a sudden, Yolanda felt a hand in her hair, and it was pulling her down to the floor. She cried our more in surprise than in pain. Eric placed her on her belly. He quickly tied Yolanda's hands together with one end of the strap, and then her ankles with the other end. Yolanda gasped at this. She was amazed that Eric tied her up in the way she liked the most! Then Eric bodily picked her up and took her to the other room, Yolanda grinning all the way. 

Jason walked up to Jennifer. "I have stayed chaste for a week in anticipation of this moment, my love," he said to her. "I have missed your touch. I have missed your smile. I missed you."

"Oh, Jason," breathed Jennifer, "I am so glad you came up! I need you!"

"And I need you, my sweet."

"Take me, Master. Take me right here!" Jennifer kissed him hard.

Jason took the strap and tightly lashed her hands together while kissing Jennifer back. He then reached up and caressed her breasts thought the flimsy fabric of the maid apron covering them, paying special attention to the growing nipples. Jennifer then broke the kiss, and placed her bound hands around his neck. Jason then lowered her to the floor.

********

Jerry tied Angela's hands to the bed rail, and had spread her legs wide. He was now licking and sucking her pussy, lapping at the clit occasionally. Angela was shivering with delight and lust at his expert ministrations

"Ooh, master, that feels so fucking good!" Angela moaned. She moved her hands in her bonds and opened her legs wider.

********

Tommy was on his back on the next bed. Sherry was slowly blowing his cock, her in and out motions making him shiver. He tapped her shoulder. She looked up at him, and slowly nodded. She swung her body around as well as she could, since her hands were tied behind her back, and placed her pussy at his mouth. Tommy started to attack it, nibbling at her clit. Sherry gasped, and started sucking his cock even harder.

********

Eric had left Yolanda tied as she was, and was slowly licking and sucking her pussy. He had ripped the panties off her, but left the rest on.

"Master," Yolanda said lustily, "May a slave beg to suck her master's cock?"




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 03



Eric was inwardly amazed at this woman. Apparently, she had played these games before, and in much greater depth than he ever did. Jerry had informed him. He was not prepared for this, so he took it as far as he was comfortable with.

"That means I must untie you to honor your request, cunt," Eric said, lifting his head from her pussy. "I will, do so, but if you do not completely please me, I will retie you and leave you that way all night. Do you understand me, slave?"

"Yes, Master."

"Then turn over."

Yolanda turned over. Eric untied her, and Yolanda stretched out. Eric stood up and stood at the edge of the bed. Yolanda scrambled to his cock, grabbed the base, and slowly put the head in her mouth. Her tongue caressed the tip, tasting the precum there. She then pushed her head down on that wonderful piece of meat, slowly licking the shaft as she went along. She repositioned, and let his cock slowly enter her throat area. She did not stop until she was at the base, her lips stretched around his member. She then backed off it slowly, continually licking the shaft. Eric's eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"Oh, God, Yolanda," Eric moaned, "I like that. Keep it up!"

Yolanda continued her in and out motion on his cock, slowly devouring the entire length before backing off all the way and licking the tip before slowly devouring it again. She was determined to deep throat him until he came.

********

Jennifer continued to kiss Jason as his fingers slowly finger fucked her. His thumb was tracing lazy circles on her clit, making her buck with each revolution. Her hand was slowly caressing his cock, now rock hard and pulsing.

Jason broke the kiss, and took his hand out of her wet pussy. He climbed in between her legs and placed the head of his monster at the opening of her cunt. He propped himself up and stared straight down at his love. Jennifer raised her knees and spread her legs even farther.

"Fuck me," she said.

Jason slowly entered her, getting used to her sweet tightness, Her pussy juices made her hole seem like velvet, tenderly caressing his shaft. Jennifer had a look of concentration on her face as she fought to accommodate her man, reveling in the stretching feeling as he buried more and more of his cock into her.

"Uuunnnngh!" Jennifer moaned.

Jason continued to push his cock deeper into Jennifer until he hit bottom. He waited until Jennifer was comfortable with his cock in her. Once she started gyrating on his shaft, he knew she was ready. He slowly withdrew the entire length, and then rammed his cock in all the way, pushing past the cervix and into her uterus. Jennifer screamed in pain and lust. She wrapped her legs around him and held herself to him until the pain went away. Then she nodded to him, and he then continued to fuck her with the full length of his gigantic cock. Jennifer yelped with each push past her cervix, her lust growing with each thrust.

Ooh, fuck me with that long thick prick!" Jennifer seethed in his ear. "Make my cunt remember what it's like to be ravished! Pound me with that meat, Jason! FUCK ME!"

"Aah, your pussy feels like a tight glove on my cock!" Jason growled back. "You are so wet! I love to fuck you, slut! I love fucking your pussy with my cock!"

Jason and Jennifer started moving together, sending the entire length of his cock deep within her

********

Angela was bucking from the intense feeling. Jerry was nibbling her clit with a vengeance. Her pussy juice covered his face, and she was covered with a fine sheen of sweat.

"Ooh, Master, I want your cock in my cunt!" Angela gasped. "I am on fire! Please, master! Fuck me!"

Jerry lifted his head from her pussy. "You want my cock, whore?" he said.

"Yes Master!"

Jerry moved up and placed his rock hard prick at her pussy. "Then take it all!" he said. Jerry then slammed his 7-inch cock into her, making her gasp again, and then licked her lips. Jerry slammed his cock into her hard, again and again. Angela started to buck in rhythm to his thrusts. Her heal lolled from one side to another, her eyes closed as Jerry drove her towards a mind numbing orgasm.

********

Eric's knees buckled, and he half knelt on the edge of the bed. Yolanda had not sped up in deep-throating him, and now she had begun to caress his balls with her hand. It was the best head he had ever been given, and he felt his orgasm building. He knew that if he let her continue, he would shoot his entire load down her throat.

"You want my load in your throat, cunt?" he snarled.

She nodded, her mouth and throat still filled with his cock.

What the fuck, he thought. Let her.

Yolanda felt his cock lurch, and she knew he was ready to explode. Her tongue began to work faster on his shaft and head, and she continued to shove his entire length into her mouth.

********

Sherry had stopped sucking Tommy's cock, and now sat on his face. His tongue was doing wonders on her pussy. She had never been eaten out as thoroughly as this before!

"Ooh Tommy!" Sherry gasped. "Your tongue is so fucking good! My pussy's shaking! I want you in me, Tommy! I want your cock in my cunt!"

Tommy pushed on Sherry's ass to get her off. Her legs were quivering. She got up, turned around, and then lowered herself onto his erect and rock-hard cock. She purred as his cock invaded her pussy. She then lay down on his chest, his cock buried in her pussy to the hilt. "Untie me, please," She said. "I want to be free while I fuck your brains out, Master."

Master. That word thrilled Tommy, but he still felt a little unsure. He had played games like this before, and was actually very good at them, but an incident that still resonated in his being kept him from playing those games again. He remembered what Eric had said about doing only what felt comfortable doing, and he was game. He came to his limit about calling Sherry "bitch", though. He hated that word, and associated it with women who didn't give a shit about people, only about themselves.

Tommy untied her hands. Sherry then placed her hands on his chest. She rocked her body on his cock, gently moving it in and out of her wet, quivering pussy. She moaned with each thrust. She threw her head back as she continued to rock on his prick.

********

Jason and Jennifer's movements became spasmodic. His thrusts into her were made more forceful by her hips slamming into him. Both were grimacing as they became gripped in the throes of a mighty orgasm. He took her hands from his neck and untied them. She immediately hugged him hard.

"Oh God, Jennifer!" Jason gasped. "I can't hold back any longer! Take my cum, honey! I-I'M CUMMINGGG!"

"Come in me, honey!" Jennifer Yelled in his ear. "Flood me! Coat my pussy with your cum! Fill me with your jism! Come on! Ooh, I feel it! POUND THAT FUCKING COCK INTO ME, JASON!"

Jason thrusted as hard as he could. He stiffened as his orgasm reached its peak. As he went over the edge, he slammed his cock into Jennifer's pussy so hard that it made her scream in lust!

"AAAUUGGHH! I FEEL IT! I FFEL YOUR CUM FILLING ME! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD THAT I—OH GOD! I'M COMING! I'M COMMINNNGG!"

Jennifer held on to Jason for dear life as her orgasm shook her body violently against him. Jason was moaning loudly as his cock became awash with her pussy juice as her orgasm built in intensity. Jason could not stop pounding into her, and each new thrust sent her senses reeling with another orgasm.

********

Angela was crying a bit from the fucking that Jerry was giving her. His cock had so expertly driven her to a lustful madness, but he would back off just before her orgasm, let her cool down, then start his assault again. She was amazed at his control, and he looked well conditioned as he rhythmically pounded her pussy into oblivion.

Jerry reached up and pulled the slipknot on Angela's bonds, releasing her hands. She instantly put her hands around his neck and pulled herself into him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and pushed herself onto his cock as fast as he was pounding her.

"Ooh, Jerry!" She cried, "My pussy is so sensi-I—I-tive! I can feel your whole cock setting me on fire! Oh, please, make me cum now! Make me cu-u-ummm!"

Jerry kept thrusting hard. All of a sudden, he felt his own orgasm build as he relaxed control. His movements became spasmodic, and he let his animal lust overtake.

"I'm gonna pound your pussy until it's raw!" he growled. "I'm gonna come so hard in you that you will scream! Uunggghh! Here it comes! I'M COMMMIINNNNNGGG!"

"OH! OH! I'M COMMINNNG TOO!" Angela cried.

Jerry yelled as his orgasm hit. He slammed his cock into Angela so hard that her head hit the headboard that she had been tied to. Angela screamed as her own orgasm hit and he felt his cum soak her pussy, mingling with her juice, and making her pussy so sensitive that each new thrust kept adding new layers to her orgasm.

Jerry's cock was bathed in his own cum and her pussy juice. The fluid made his cock so oversensitive that now he felt he could not stop thrusting. Each time he pulled back, the sensations kept pulling him back in again, harder each time. He groaned, she gasped.

********

Tommy could feel his own orgasm rising. Sherry was getting more and more spasmodic as her orgasm built She was biting her lower lip from the effort of fucking his cock and rubbing her clit against him.

Tommy couldn't take any more. He grabbed Sherry around the waist and held her in place. He then started slamming his cock into her. Sherry gasped.

"Take my cock, bitch!" He yelled at her, not caring about the word.

"Yes, Master!" she gasped.

Tommy kept ramming his cock into Sherry's pussy as fast as he could. Suddenly, he yelled and started cumming. Sherry felt it, and yelled as his sperm triggered her own orgasm. Tommy just kept fucking her harder and harder. Sherry held herself stiff as her orgasm locked her muscles in a lustful paralysis.

********

Eric lost his mind. His orgasm built to awesome proportions as Yolanda continued to deep throat him. Her mouth had turned velvety with his precum, adding to the sensation. Suddenly, he went over.

"That's it, cunt!" he yelled at her. Take my sperm! Suck me dry! Oh, shit!! I'M CPMMIINNGG!!

Yolanda had been furiously rubbing her clit to bring herself to climax with Eric. As Eric's cock exploded in her mouth, her own orgasm hit. She mewled on his cock as his sperm filled her mouth. She swallowed fast, taking in every last drop.

As soon as his cock dry heaved, she got up, then jumped on him, burying his member all the way into her tight pussy. Her body was still rocking from her orgasm.

"Fuck me now, Master!" She yelled at him. "Fuck me until I finish cumming!"

Eric hardly heard a word she had said. Her pussy was very tight, and the sensation of her sliding all the way down the shaft made him see stars. He plopped her down on the bed and started thrusting as hard as he could. Yolanda screamed in lust as Eric's cock invaded the deepest portions of her pussy.

Eric was surprised as he felt another orgasm building in him, so soon after her mind-numbing blowjob. He screamed as it hit and filled Yolanda with sperm. Yolanda screamed in lust with each spurt as she hung on to him and bucked as hard as he was fucking. 

********

It took a full 10 minutes before all eight of them were finished orgasming. Jason withdrew his slowly lowering member from Jennifer, who had a dreamy look in her eyes. 

Jerry withdrew from Angela, who was crying softly. He slowly massaged her pussy, making her quiver as it sent her into one more small orgasm. She closed her legs and held his hand there until she finished coming.

Sherry fell over and was lying on top of Tommy, who was breathing hard. He gently rolled her off him and laid her next to him. Her eyes were closed and she had a wide smile on her face.

Eric withdrew from Yolanda, who had passed out from the sheer pleasure. Eric shook his head in disbelief that this young woman could make him cum back to back! He positioned her more comfortably on the bed, then staggered to the bathroom to get a cool rag for her head.

Jason got up and staggered over to the table. Jerry, who looked like he could go another 15 rounds, joined him. Jason briefly felt envious of the younger man for his obvious stamina.

Tommy got up off the bed, and then sat in one of the chairs, breathing heavily. Jason opened the snacks, and poured juice for the three of them. He filled a fourth for Eric, who Jason saw putting a rag on Yolanda's forehead then head towards them.

Eric took his juice and sat down. The four men drank in silence for a while. None of them felt self-conscious being naked in the presence of another man.

Eric spoke. "I take it that all of you had some fun!"

"Yes," Jerry said. "Angela was wonderful, and so full of life and lust! I could barely keep control!"

"You're gonna have to teach me that control, sometime," Jason said. "I saw you afterwards."

"I'll be happy to. Jason," Jerry said. "Tell me: Do you know any martial discipline?"

"Karate and Aikido," Jason said. "5th degree black belt in both. I'll be going for Red in a few years."

Jerry looked at Jason with a new respect.

What do you think, Tommy?" Eric asked.

"Honestly?" he asked.

"Yes."

I am not too crazy with the game itself. Don't get me wrong. I got into it at the height of passion, but not in the foreplay."

"I understand. To tell you the truth, Jason and I wanted to try it with our women. I find that it is not quite what I like either, except during the lust buildup. I can't see myself living my life like that, in the B&D world. The collars are fine. I think the women will like wearing them, but I think that's as far as it will go before sex."

"I agree," Jason said. "I must admit that tying Jennifer felt a little strange, but she accepted it. I feel she that she did it to please me, and that's all. I know she doesn't mind it in the throes of passion, but I think I will forgo it during the buildup.

All the men were in agreement on this. It seemed that the bondage portion of their love play game was not overly successful with them.

"I really do want to learn more about the mastery, though," Tommy said. "I got a big thrill with Sherry calling me master!"

"Feels powerful, doesn't it?" Eric asked, smiling. ""Guess who brought that out in me? Jennifer!"

Tommy looked at Eric, and smiled. Jerry started to laugh. Soon, all the men started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Yolanda said. The men looked over to her and saw her leaning against the doorframe, her hair hopelessly messed, and her halter all sweaty.

"Oh, Nothing," Eric said. "Yolanda, since you are up now, would you help the other women get up and to the table?"

"Sure thing, master Eric," she said. She left the door and walked over to Jennifer. Eric was amazed at her stamina.

"Come on, Jennie baby!" Yolanda said to Jennifer, helping her up. "The masters want us at the table."

"OK," Jennifer said weakly. She let Yolanda help her up and help her to the table.

"Hmm. You smell like master Jason," Yolanda said while walking.

The men laughed at this.

Yolanda helped the other two women get to the table. She went as far as to get towels for all of them. Then she sat down herself.

The women sat down next to their man: Jennifer next to Jason, Angela next to Eric, Yolanda Next to Tommy, and Sherry next to Jerry. Jerry was a bit surprised at this.

"Why are you next to me?" he asked her. "I would think you would sit next to Eric."

"He has Angela," she explained. "You and I are the only unattached people here. I saw what you were doing with Angela, and I fantasized you were doing that to me. I think maybe we should get to know each other, see if something comes of it. What do you think?"

Jerry thought about it. "It is true I find you irresistibly attractive," he said, carefully picking his words. "I am amenable to finding out if we are good for each other."

"Oh, don't be so formal!" Angela said, laughing. "Just admit that you like her, and want to fuck her too!"

"That, also, is true," Jerry admitted blushing.

Everyone at the table laughed.

"OK everybody, let's eat and drink!" Eric said. "We have a weekend to work on, And I for one want to have every woman here before it's done!"

Jennifer laughed, grabbing some cheese. She looked forward to getting laid by Eric. 



Jennifer's College Years Ch. 04



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The men had decided to get a good night's sleep before another round with the sexiest women any of them had ever known. Tommy and Yolanda took one bed, and Jerry and Sherry took the other bed in 216. Jason and Jennifer, Eric and Angela took the beds in 218.

"Jerry?" Sherry said.

"Yes?" he answered.

"Do you think we can possibly make love now? I know we need rest for tomorrow, but I'm still buzzing, and I've found I can get to sleep better if I have a cock in me as I drift."

Jerry rolled over and kissed her tenderly. Sherry caressed his back and butt as she kissed him back. Jerry pulled her to her side, then grabbed one of her hands and placed it on his cock. Sherry started to pump that wonderful member until it was erect. 

Sherry then put her hand in her wet pussy, which was flowing again in anticipation of Jerry's cock. She then grabbed Jerry, bathing his member with her juice. Then she opened her legs and guided his cock into her waiting pussy.

Jerry slid in slowly until he was completely buried in Sherry's velvety snug cunt. Sherry moaned as it slipped in to the hilt. She felt his size, and knew it was a perfect fit. She then rested her leg on his hip. Jerry started a very small in-and out motion.

Sherry smiled and sighed at the feeling. Soon she was asleep, softly snoring. Jerry continued to slowly pump, reveling in the feeling. Soon, he too fell asleep.

Jason and Jennifer were already asleep, holding each other. 

Eric was asleep, but Angela was still awake. Her thoughts were on the complete fucking she was subject to at the hands of Jerry. She was going to have to ask Jerry to teach Eric that little trick on control. Her thoughts mulled over the feeling of that fucking, and she felt herself get hot all over again. Since her lover was fast asleep, she decided to masturbate herself until orgasm, then fall asleep.

Tommy and Yolanda were still wide awake. They kept silent until they heard Jerry finally nod off.

Yolanda was holding Tommy around the chest. Tommy had his arm around her shoulders.

"Yolanda?" Tommy said.

"Yes, Master?" she answered, immediately getting into a kneeling position next to him.

"Why do you call me that? And kneeling like that? I'm no master yet. I just started tonight!"

"You are a Master," she said simply.

"What do you mean?"

"May your slave speak freely?"

"Yes, yes! Just answer the question please!" Tommy was becoming more shocked by Yolanda's change of personality.

"You are Master, even if you not believe it yet. I see it. I respond to that, and I feel helpless in front of it. I am a-how you say it-submissive. That part of me comes out only in presence of masters. I suspected earlier, but not sure then if I could tell you. Now I know. You have master in you. You just need experience. You fucked me before, so I know your ways. Now you had the first taste of mastering, and I find I want to be slave to that. I am good submissive. I can help you be good Master."

Tommy took this admission in with a mixture of shock and bewilderment. "Are you saying you WANT to be my slave?" he said, shakily.

"Yes, Master." Yolanda bowed her head.

Tommy's mind went into overdrive. This girl was offering herself to him! This had not happened before in his entire life, and he felt such a powerful feeling from this that he was not sure just how to handle it. He decided to question Yolanda on it. He also decided to use certain words in his addressing of her. He'd used them before.

"Slave," he started, "Tell me why you want to be my slave, and be direct."

"Yolanda fell in love with Master," she said. She was using third person now, Tommy thought. Interesting...

Then her statement hit him. GULP! "Y-You fell in love with ME?"

"Yes, Master."

"When?"

"Tonight, Master. When you collared me. Yolanda felt your power then. Then you picked Sherry, not Yolanda, and then knew Yolanda was nothing but slave to you. That is power, Master. When we all finished fucking tonight, and Yolanda came in on all the masters, Yolanda heard what you say. Yolanda also heard you call slave Sherry "bitch". Yolanda know you no like bitch, but used anyway. Yolanda was helpless in face of that. Yolanda wanted to be under Master's power. Master knew Yolanda before slavery. Now Master has Yolanda as slave. Yolanda loves Master."

She explained it simply. Tommy understood that.

"Now tell me: Why do you refer yourself in the third person? You didn't before."

"Master not call Yolanda slave until a few moments ago. Now Yolanda knows that no matter what Master call Yolanda, it still mean slave. Yolanda is totally under your power, Master."

So it was the word "Slave" that triggered it. He believed her. The full import of what had just transpired was slowly sinking in. He needed to think on it more.

"Thank you, Yolanda," He said to her carefully. "You have given me much to think about. We will discuss it later. Now let's get some sleep." He lay down, making room for her next to him. Instead, she curled up at his feet!

This was just a touch much for him to accept right at the moment. "Yolanda, get up here!" he said, exasperatedly.

"Yes, Master," she said. She scrambled next to him, and held him tightly. Soon they were asleep, Tommy's thoughts spurring erotic and powerful dreams of his mastery of this little sexual package next to him that had so recently given herself completely to him.

********

Eric had the next day planned. All of them were heading to the fair for the day. When he woke, he gingerly slipped out of bed so as not to disturb Angela. Jason was already awake, and was coming out of the bathroom as Eric was heading for it.

Jason dressed and called the restaurant to reserve a table for eight in an hour. He then woke Jerry and Tommy, telling them to clean up and get ready. Jerry got up quickly, and Tommy gently extricated himself from Yolanda.

"Rested?" Jason asked Tommy.

"In a manner," he said. "I was given a revelation last night, and I am not sure quite how to handle it."

"What happened?"

"Yolanda gave herself to me last night. As my slave, no less. She said she loves me."

"And..."

"Well, I'm not quite sure how to handle it. I called her slave last night, just to test her out on her admission, and it had an unexpected reaction."

Jason looked at him. "What reaction?"

"Um, you'll see when she wakes. Then maybe you can tell me how to handle it. You seem to know what to do with Jennifer, and I feel that your advice would help me greatly."

Jason smiled, and thumped him on the back. "All right, Tommy," He laughed. "We'll see what we can do. In the meantime, why don't you take the pleasure of waking the women?"

Tommy looked at him, smiled, and nodded. He went in to 218 and woke Angela and Jennifer first. He then came back into 216 and woke Sherry and Yolanda. All four girls headed to the bathroom, sleepy-eyed.

In 20 minutes, all the men were cleaned and dressed, sitting at the table and drinking some orange juice. The women were out shortly thereafter, also cleaned and dressed. Around their necks, the girls had wound a scarf around their collars. They looked fetching, for the girls had donned different color dresses, and the scarfs matched the color. So did the shoes they wore.

Then women then did something that flabberghasted the men: They knelt on the floor about 5 feet from them. Their hands were on their laps, and heads down.

Tommy, to the surprise of Jerry, Jason, and Eric, was the first to regain composure. "Yolanda. To me, slave," he said simply.

"Yes Master," she said. She rose from her position and quickly went to Tommy, then knelt next to him.

The men followed Yolanda with their eyes until she knelt at Tommy's feet. Then they all looked at Tommy, dumbfounded.

Jason found his voice first. "Just what HAPPENED last night?" he asked.

Tommy told his story. The men were looking at him in a new light, as well as had Yolanda.

Eric looked over at the women. He had a wild idea. "Slaves, to your men!" he barked.

"Yes, Master!" they all said. Angela, Jennifer, and Sherry got up and went to their men. Just as Yolanda had done, each then knelt near their man.

"What's going on?" Eric asked of Angela.

"Yolanda told us in the bathroom of her admission to Tommy last night," Angela said, "and she was scared by the power of Tommy, and she did not want to feel out of place, or to make him feel uncomfortable with her natural needs of submission. We decided that, for the duration of our time, we would relate to all of you in the same manner. Now, she knows that we three, Sherry, Jennifer, and I, don't really get into this normally, and she knows that we are doing this so she can become more comfortable with her new role to Tommy."

Tommy looked down to Yolanda. "Is this true?" he asked.

"Yes, Master," she said, keeping her head down.

"Tommy, you sly son of a bitch!" Jerry said to his friend goodnaturedly.

Tommy grinned sheepishly, blushing as well. Everyone laughed.

"OK, ladies," Jason said, "Since this is how our time will be spent, let's get a couple things straight. Outside of this room, you are to act normally as the rest of the world would expect you to act. No act of submission will be shown or tolerated that would allude to the roles you are currently playing. That means no kneeling at our feet in the restaurant, no walking behind us on purpose, etc. is that clear, slaves?"

"Yes, Master," said all the women.

It was generally accepted that Jason was the alpha master of their group. He just had that air of command about him. Eric was fast learning. 

"Good," Eric said. "Now that that's settled, let's go get breakfast."

The transformation was astounding as soon as the girls left the room. Yolanda became her glib self again. Sherry was her saucy self. Jennifer and Angela were chatting, catching up on the past two months. The men just shook their heads and smiled.

Breakfast was a convivial affair. They made small talk and planned what they were going to do at the fair. They ordered a light breakfast in anticipation of a heavy lunch and dinner later.

Their day went beautifully. They took in the theatre, played games, ate hot dogs and popcorn, went on the rides, and took in the sights. They bought many items for themselves. Eric bought a set of shirts with the college logo on them. Jason bought a beautiful sextant to go with his collection of naval instruments. Jerry bought two butterfly knives, tonfa, nunchaku, and a cherry wood three section staff. Tommy bought some ball caps and leather belts of different colors. Jennifer bought some scarfs for her neck and collar. So did the other girls. In fact, they spent a while picking the right ones for their clothes.

The rides were standard ones, and only one caught their attention: the Tunnel of Love. The trains that went through all had four cars. They decided to go through together. Each couple took a car, and the controller sent them away. They had him scratching his head, however, as when their train exited, the girls were with a partner that they did not enter with. They all had a laugh over it.

Dinner was at the same restaurant they were at for breakfast. All of them were famished, but decided to keep it a light meal, so they had a fish platter. The girls ate lightly. The men ate more.

"This was a wonderful day together, love," Jennifer said to Jason. "I wish we could have more of them more regularly."

Jason laughed. "For sure! You are still coming for Thanksgiving, right?"

"Wouldn't miss it!"

"How about the rest of you?" Jason said to Jennifer's friends. "What are your plans for Turkey Day?"

"I'll be going home," Tommy said. "What about you, Yolanda?"

"Wherever you go Ma—uhm, Tommy, that is where I go," Yolanda said, catching herself. "I have no family I want to see."

"I do not have any plans yet," Jerry said. "My family is abroad, and I do not know if they will make it back for Thanksgiving."

"You can share it with me if you wish," Sherry said to him.

Eric took this all in, and figured it would be him, Angela, Jason, Jennifer, and possibly Sherry and Jerry, along with Jack and Ellen, Angela's parents, for Thanksgiving. He looked over at Angela, who had deduced his thoughts. She nodded.

They went back to their rooms for the night. On the way, Jason excused himself, saying he needed to get something from the car. By the time they were opening the door to 216, Jason had rejoined them. He had a small suitcase in his hand.

"What's in the case, love," Jennifer said to him.

"Just things, honey," he said, smiling.

The attitude transformation entering the room was just as astounding as it was leaving the room, for as the girls entered, they immediately found an empty spot of the cleaned room, and knelt. They opened their legs wide, placed their hands on their legs, and their heads were down. Tommy, now having had the day to mull over what Yolanda had said to him, was not surprised. Too, Jason had talked to him for a few minutes today on how to handle the situation. Eric went over to the table and poured some juice. Jerry sat down on the bed he slept in and unwrapped his new "toys". Jason put the small case in the closet area and went to the table. Tommy followed.

"So, gentlemen," Eric said, "we have imbibed of the wine of the day, and found it sweet. It's now time to sip of the nectar that is our charges. How shall we do this?

They talked as if the women weren't there. They kept their heads down, waiting for the command to move.

"You know, it occurs to me," Jason said, "that we have not been in a good, old fashioned orgy since August, and I think it's time for a repeat!"

"Just not as--intensive," Eric said smiling. Jason laughed.

Tommy looked at them. "Whew! That must have been some night for you to remember it like that," he remarked.

"Like what?" Jason asked.

"Oh. Well in sociology, we're studying facial expressions, eye sets during conversations, stuff like that. Your eyes told Jason to remember in detail the night in question just before you laughed. His eyes glazed over about a certain event when he made his statement about it not to be so intensive. With that, I deduced that it must have been one hell of a night you both shared."

Eric and Jason were impressed with his insight! "I didn't realize I said so much," Eric said. "I'll have to keep my eyes shut more often around you!"

"His insights are common in our room at the college," Jerry said as he came up to the table. "I will challenge him with an unknown person in the quad, and he will tell me the real story from their eyes. He hasn't lost yet. He is becoming very good at it. Now only if he could use it on himself and see the love he has in his slave."

"Well, what of you and the bitch," Tommy said.

Jerry raised his eyebrows. He did not see any embarrassment in his eyes in using the word "bitch", a word he knew that boiled his blood He found it an interesting change. "Sherry and I have just met," he said carefully, "you and Yo-your slave have known each other two months, and I do not believe in love at first fuck."

Sniggers were heard at the table. Jerry had hit it right on the head! Tommy looked a little flushed. Even Jerry had a small smile on his face. Apparently, these oneupmanship games were ongoing with these two.

"One to you, Jerry!" Tommy finally said, smiling.

"A rare one, my friend," Jerry said back. The two men hugged in friendship.

"They are adjusting well to us, I think," Eric whispered to Jason. "We have a good group now."

"True, Jason remarked. "We all have had to get used to each other. I think we have the basis for excellent friendships. Days like this prove them out. The sex can be good between two people, but if they can't get along outside of that, then there's a problem. We get along great outside of sex. That says a lot."

Eric nodded. Jason had good insight into the dynamics of the group, which is why he was considered the alpha of the group. Eric was fast learning these techniques.

"So, back to the evening," Eric said. "Any suggestions?"

"What about a round robin?" Jerry said.

Eric and Jason looked at him.

"Well, we set up a time limit on the girls. Each one of us gives them a task to perform on us. When the time expires, they switch partners, and the next man states the task. Their job is to make us cum. The last man standing, so to speak, is the winner. Then the orgy takes place. The first place people start, then the second place people, doing what the first place people say, and so on. We will have to move the beds together to do this."

Jason considered. A slow smile cracked his face. He looked to Eric, who was also smiling. He nodded.

"An excellent idea!" Jason said. "Since you were the one to mention it, we will follow your lead. I think we will have a great time."

"Tommy," Eric said, "Do you understand this game?"

"Oh, sure," he said. "We've played it before at the dorm. It's a lot of fun if you have more than 4 people though."

"Well, since you know the rules, I will leave it to you to inform the women."

"Alright." Tommy got up. "Slaves! To the next room and await me! Strip before you kneel. The slut is in charge."

"Yes, Master," the girls said together. They all got up and went into 218.

Jason was impressed. Tommy was taking more command, and he was adapting well to the game in his way. He was glad he found a willing woman to be his sex slave. He wondered if it would go farther with him and Yolanda, considering her reactions.

Tommy smiled at the men, and then left for the other room. Eric, Jason and Jerry got busy, and put the beds together. Jason went to his suitcase and placed it on the bed. When he opened it, the others saw an assortment of sex toys that could be used. Jason reached in and pulled out an actual countdown timer from one of the compartments.

"I use this for private lessons," he explained. "I forgot I'd left it in this case when I filled it with Angela's and Jennifer's toys. Now it seems it'll do perfect. What shall I set it for?"

"Five minutes," Jerry said.

Jason set the clock, and explained the reset and start procedures. Tommy came back in and gave the thumbs-up. All four men stripped, then lay down on the bed in a row: Eric, Jerry, Jason, and Tommy.

"I told the women to be normal," Tommy said. "We want them to be at their best, not under command, although I had to tell Yolanda that she was to act as she did before she gave herself to me. She was disappointed, but she will do it."

"Good," said Eric.

"I also had them take off the collars and place them on the floor where they knelt. I didn't think we wanted metal in this game. It can get a little wild!"

"Good thinking," Jason said, smiling.

Tommy looked at Jason. "One of these days, you're going to have to tell us what happened on that night!" he said to him.

"In time," Jason said. "Now, Let's have fun!"

"OK, guys," Jerry said to them all, "Think of what you want the women to do for five minutes. Jason will go first. After five minutes, I will go, and so on. We go right to left, and the girls change left to right. Got it?"

"Got it," they said.

"Tommy?" Jerry said.

"Women, to your man!" Tommy yelled.

The double door opened up, and the women came in. Angela went to Eric, Sherry to Jerry, Jennifer to Jason, , and Yolanda to Tommy. They all had closed-mouth smiles on their faces, and they all smelled like they had masturbated some, for all their pussies looked wet.

Jason started. "For the next five minutes, you four are to slowly lick us until we are hard, and continue for the five minutes, but not to take it in your mouth. Understand?"




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 04



They nodded. 

When the five minutes are up, Yolanda, you will go to Eric, and you three will shift one right, for the next five-minute task. Got it?"

Nods again.

"Go!"

The clock started. The girls started on their task. Angela began at Eric's balls, licking the sac with expert licks. Sherry was licking the top of Jerry's cock, slowly circling. Jennifer was using long licks up the shaft of Jason's gigantic cock. Yolanda had a hold of Tommy's member, flicking her tongue on the tip, then down the shaft. The men groaned. When the women's lips touched the shaft, however, the men gasped from the sensation, for it was cold. That was why the women were closed smiled earlier: They had ice in their mouths!

Five minutes passed quickly. The men were sweating a little. Those girls went all out to make them cum in those first five minutes. Eric thought it was going to be harder than he first thought to last.

Finally, the buzzer sounded. "Switch!" Jason said. He then reset the clock. Yolanda got off and went around to Eric. Angela got on Jerry, Sherry climbed on top of Jason, and Jen got on Tommy.

"Hello Lover," Sherry said.

Blowjob, no deep throat," Jerry said. "Five minutes. Go!"

The girls went to it. Sherry gingerly slipped Jason's rock-hard member into her mouth, using her spit to make it slip to the back of the mouth, then started a slow in-and out motion. Jennifer took in Tommy's cock, expertly using her tongue, making him moan almost immediately.

"UUNNNGGGHH!" Tommy moaned. "You keep that up, and I will lose this round!"

Jennifer smiled, and continued her excruciating blowjob.

Yolanda finally got the head of Eric's cock in her mouth. Her lips were stretched to their maximum on it. She started a very fast in and out motion, licking the tip, then plunging on the head once again. Eric had his eyes screwed shut, grimacing. 

"Ooh, that feels great, Yolanda!" he hissed.

Angela was using her lips and tongue all over Jerry's prick, making him sweat. She was by far the best cocksucker in the group, and she was putting that expertise to good use. Jerry's face looked like a mask of pain, and his hands were in fists.

It felt like forever to the men. Finally, the clock buzzed.

The women stopped. As they took the cocks out of their mouths, the men sighed relief. Tommy was shaking. 

"Switch!" Jerry said, trembling a little while he reset the clock.

The women switched. Now Jennifer was on Eric, Yolanda on Jerry, Angela on Jason, and Sherry on Tommy.

"What's the matter?" Sherry cooed, smiling. "Finding it too hard to keep it in?"

"Give it your best, Sherry!" he seethed. "I can take whatever you can dish out!"

"We'll see, lover!"

Eric spoke up. "Reverse cow girl! Go!"

You sweating, Jerry boy," Yolanda teased. "Think you can take my tight, moist pussy for five minutes?"

"Bring it on!" Jerry said as Yolanda positioned his cock at her pussy then slowly slid down. He immediately threw his head back, and bit his lower lip. God she was tight, he thought. Yolanda kept squeezing with her pussy as she fucked him

Jennifer had slipped all the way down Eric's cock. Using her muscles, she was pulsing her pussy, squeezing his dick rhythmically as she rode him.

"Ungh!" Eric grunted. He had never felt this from her before. She must have been practicing, he thought.

Sherry had inserted Tommy's cock all the way inside, grabbed his legs for support, and started slamming his cock into her as fast as she could. They bounced with each thrust. Tommy had crossed his arms in front of him, concentrating. He was bound and determined NOT to lose this round!

Angela had positioned herself on top of that 11-inch cock, and then dropped hard. She screamed as it pushed past her cervix, then gripped him once he was all the way in. Then she came back up, keeping pressure on his cock, then dropped the whole length again! Jason was beside himself. All the women in his life now could take his entire length, but none gave him more pleasure than Jennifer, and now it seemed that Angela was trying to top that! He sweated from the concentration.

RING! Through the next two rounds, the men tried to calm things down a bit. Tommy decided on doggy style, the women doing all the moving, with no squeezing. The women complained a bit, but ended up following the rules. It was getting difficult NOT to squeeze as the time wore on, and their pants were getting heavy.

Jason decided on a good, old fashioned 69, but with no tongue. Again, the women complained, but had finally caught on to what the men were doing. They decided to use their teeth and lips. The men, not to be outdone, used the same techniques on their clits. 

The women were shaking in need, and All the men sighed in relief when the buzzer rang. Jason shakily reset the clock, missing the first time, and passed it to Jerry The women slowly climbed off, each giving a squeeze with their pussy before completely dismounting their faces, smiling at each other. The men looked at each other with a fatalistic look on their faces. They knew one of them would not last the next round, but did not know which.

The women switched. Yolanda was now on Eric, Angela on Jerry, Sherry on Jason, and Jennifer on Tommy. They all had an evil grin on their faces. The men looked at Tommy, whose turn it was to name the task.

Jerry closed his eyes as he spoke, as if what were saying was a death knell. "Woman on top, knees down, women pleasing themselves while riding a slow fuck." The men groaned. "Go!"

All the women started at the belly and slowly dragged their pussy on it down to the crotch, then rode the cock up until it was at their pussy hole, then slowly decended on it. All of them started a slow up and down and front to back motion. All of them were staring directly at their man as they started in on pleasing themselves.

Yolanda used her right hand to massage her breasts as her left hand rubbed her clit, making her squeal with delight with each stroke, her movement was in time with her slow strokes, making the impact on Eric even more erotic.

"Eric's cock jumping in Yolanda's pussy!" she cooed. "You give me your cum, yes?"

"UUNNGGHH!" was all Eric could say

Angela leaned forward and started to drag her tits on Jerry's chest with each push. This also rubbed her clit against his pubic hair, making her jerk. She started to massage his cock with her pussy by squeezing and relaxing her muscles. Each squeeze made Jerry groan.

"Oh, shit!" Jerry hissed.

"I want it, lover," she whispered hoarsely in his ear. "I will get your cum this round!"

Sherry was riding most of Jason's cock, not wanting to go all the way down this time. She added a circular movement of her hips to the way she was fucking him. One hand was behind her head, her eyes closed, biting a lip, while the other was furiously rubbing her clit. Her groans were in sync with her clit's movements. Her pussy juice was flowing freely, soaking his groin, and making her feel more velvety inside. Jason was breathing hard from the exertion of holding it back.

"Oh, let it go, lover," she cooed so erotically that Jason's cock gave an involuntary lurch. "Fill me with your sweet cum! Let my cunt fuck you into oblivion as you cum!"

Jason could not even answer.

Jennifer was dragging her pussy along the entire shaft of Tommy's dick. She would let it come out, rub her pussy and clit, then insert it in again, all the way. Her hands were playing with her tits, bringing them up to her mouth to be sucked. She kept up a constant stare into Tommy's eyes, watching his every move. Tommy could not break that look.

"I am fucking you, Tommy," she said to him. "Do you feel my pussy wrapping itself around your cock? Do you like the feel of my pussy on your cock? Do you want to fuck my pussy hard? Your cock feels so hard in me, Tommy! Oh, Oh! I can feel it Tommy! I feel your cock in me!"

Tommy was so transfixed by her stare that he could not answer. He stared back, open mouthed at the sultry, sexy woman riding him. Her pussy felt so velvety. He heard every word she said, and it transfixed in his mind, eating away at his resolve.

All of a sudden, Jason grunted.

"Oh, YES!" Sherry said. "Fill me with your cum, lover. Ooh, yes! Ooh Ooh!! I'm COMING!"

Sherry slammed herself down, burying Jason all the way as the first load of spunk whitwashed her uterus. She raised herself and let the rest of his cum fill her pussy. Her orgasm kept her moving her pussy all around His cock. Jason had gripped her at the waist, and was now squeezing a little hard as his orgasm rocked him to his very being.

Tommy couldn't hold it any longer. The sounds of Sherry and Jason, coupled with Jennifer's expert fucking and erotic dialog shot him over the edge, and screamed as the first jet of sperm coated Jennifer's pussy.

"Ooh, come on, lover!" Jennifer cooed. "Give me your spunk! I love the feel of your cum in me! OH, OH, I'M COMING TOO!" She wiggled her ass to accentuate the point.

"OH GOD!" Jerry yelled as his orgasm hit. Angela had increasingly distracted him as she was on the verge of a huge orgasm herself. A small peep from her as she started pushed him over the edge. "TAKE MY CUM, WOMAN!"

"I-I'M COMING WITH YOU LOVER!" she yelled. "OOOH, FILL ME WITH YOU SPERM! MAKE ME FUCK YOU HARDER. OOH! OOH!"

Angela fell over as her orgasm rocked her. She clung to Jerry as each spasm sent a new orgasmic wave to her pussy, making her thrust herself harder and harder on his spurting cock.

RING!

The clock buzzed. Eric and Yolanda were still going after it. Yolanda was piledriving herself on his cock, rubbing herself with one hand, and furiously rubbing her clit with the other. Eric had grabbed her hips and was helping her slam on his dick.

"Oh, God, Yolanda, fuck that cock!" he seethed. "Stroke that cock with your cunt!"

"Ooh, Eric baby!" Yolanda seethed. "Your meat feel so good in my cunny! Fill me up soo nicely! Gotta have more. Oh, Fuck! Fuck!"

They kept going. The others recovered, and were now cheering them on, offering suggestions and goading them to faster action.

Suddenly, Eric grabbed Yolanda around the waist hard. Yolanda opened her eyes, looking surprised at him. She screamed as Eric bucked, sending his cock deep into her, flipped, and then landed on her, his cock never leaving her pussy! He started pumping so hard that Angela placed her hands on Yolanda's shoulders so she would not knock into the people watching them.

The slap from Eric's fucking was loud. He was ramming Yolanda for all he was worth. She had a glazed look on her face as she let her arms fling straight out, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. 

Eric's thrusts became slightly erratic as his orgasm built. Yolanda came out of her stupor as she felt the change, and dug her nails into his shoulders. She looked directly into his eyes, and a she-tiger-like growl came out of her, surprising everyone.

"Fuck my pussy with your cock!" She growled. "Rip me open! Flood me with cum! Make me scream with passion. FUCK ME!"

His thrusts suddenly became more erratic. Eric lifted his head, eyes closed, and emitted a low growl. Angela knew what it meant, and had everyone move back. She knew it was going to be a violent orgasm.

"Jerry, go get a towel and my little bag from the other room!" Angela said. "Hurry!"

Jerry left.

All of a sudden, Eric slammed his cock into Yolanda so hard that it made her scream in some pain. He pulled out and thrusted again. She screamed again, but this time in lust. He backed up and thrust one more time, crying out as his orgasm hit. The first jet hit Yolanda so hard that it sent her into her orgasm. She screamed as it rocked her body. She dug her nails hard into Eric's shoulders, drawing blood. Eric's hands bore into her hips, forcefully holding it in place as he mercilessly fucked her. Yolanda's heels were also kicking Eric's back, getting harder as her orgasm cruelly gripped her consciousness in a tight, maniacal focus of lust and animal magnetism.

Eric's orgasm lasted almost five minutes, getting more violent with each passing minute. Yolanda was keeping up with the violence, stroke for stroke, pushing herself as hard on him as he was fucking her. Her own orgasm was going strong, fueling their violent passion all the more.

Suddenly, Eric pushed so hard into Yolanda that she screamed, and passed out. He screamed as the last of his orgasm left. Spent, bloody, Eric backed off, waivered, then fell on the bed. He passed out.

Angela expected this. She had made him do this many times before. She took her bag that Jerry had fetched for her and went to tend to Eric's scratches.

"Jennifer? Look after Yolanda, will you?' Angela asked.

"Sure," she said, grabbing the towel. 

Jerry and Tommy stood back as Angela and Jennifer tended to the winners. Jason went to the table to get some juice, having once lived this scene before. Tommy slowly chuckled at that demonstration of pure unadulterated animal lust. 

He knew what it was like to release the beast within. He immediately buried it as he remembered what it had done to that girl, the trial, and eventual acquittal. He vowed never again to let the beast out, and tonight he watched what it could do if controlled properly. 

Jerry stood stone faced as the girls worked. He held Sherry, who was looking on it with a detached eye.

"Hmm. Not as bad as mine a while back," she mused, "but definitely more animalistic. Yes. More animalistic."

Jerry looked at her. "You were...this bad once?"

"Oh yes!" she said, proudly, "and I earned each and every bruise I got that night. It was the night that Jason and Jennifer fell in love. God, what a night!" She had a dreamy look in her eye.

Angela had bandaged Eric quickly. Jennifer had cleaned Yolanda up as best she could, and made a mental note of all the areas she would have bruises in a while. It looked like Yolanda would not walk straight for about a week.

Angela and Jennifer let them rest where they were. They went to the table to join Jason, who had his head down. They sat on either side of him, then the three of them hugged. Sobs could be heard.

Jerry saw this, then looked at Sherry. She had tears in her eyes as well.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Sherry looked at Jerry and Tommy. "Come on," she said as she grabbed their hands and led them to the table.

Jennifer opened her arm to accept the other three as they got to her. Jason was softly crying, and the two girls were trying to console him.

"Why are you crying?" Jerry asked softly.

"I remember when Eric and I had become so...enamored. It wasn't that long ago either. I see that animal lust come out, and I get afraid. Afraid for the woman. I know what he can do to them, and I know what I can do. We said we wouldn't go that far for a while. It had tore up the women, and we weren't in too good of shape either. We both regretted that it had gone that far, and that we were the ones that should've had the control. I don't know what will come of this. I don't know if the friendship will last after this, with you and Tommy. I feel most for Tommy, for that is his woman, and Eric brutally fucked her. I am afraid to ask you, Tommy, what you feel about it." He put his head down again.

Tommy cleared his throat. "I feel some concern," he started. Jason looked up. "My concern is of her feelings," he continued to Jason, "not of the event. It was refreshing to see, actually. I never even dreamed of the level Yolanda could go, and I am sort of glad that Eric drew it out. I myself have been afraid to do it myself for a couple of years. You see, I had really hurt a girl, pretty much the same way. She wasn't expecting it. Her parents saw it and filed charges of battery. Since it was consensual, and she testified on MY behalf, I was acquitted. I had not been sure of my control since, and that had played an insidious trick on my confidence.

"Jennifer here helped me to put things into perspective, and I had come to grips with it. You even helped me, Jason. Did you wonder why I was taking to mastery as fast as I was? It is because I used to be into B&D hardcore in my teens. I was too young, and I know that now. It doesn't mean I lost the knowledge or feeling, it means I have had a chance to mature. I still have a long way to go, but now I know it can be controlled. That is why I am concerned about her feelings, and can hold no onus with Eric. He performed as I would expect any master."

Jerry's, Sherry's, Jennifer's, Angela's, and Jason's eyes became wider with each passing sentence of Tommy's confession. No wonder he was sounding so natural in the master position! Jerry was looking intently at his friend, reassessing him in a new light.

"I think the night is over," Jerry said. "This round robin was more erotic than I ever dreamed it could be."

"It is a good game," Jason said, now feeling better. "We will have to play it again sometime."

"Not too soon for me boyo," Yolanda said.

Everyone turned around. Yolanda stood next to the near bed, leaning against it for support. A growing bruise was appearing around her pelvis, looking for all intent like a pair of purple panties. Her upper arms also supported smaller bruises as well as her left tit. Her right arm was behind her.

Tommy immediately went to her. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Now that a funny thing for Master to ask his slave" she said as she went to her knees, wincing on the way down. "It Yolanda's duty to ask after master, if slave Jennifer hurt you."

Tommy raised his eyebrows. The others looked surprised.

"No, the slave did not hurt me," he said. Then he smiled at her.

She smiled back. "Would Master consider recollaring his slave? I no want to take off again." She brought her hand from around her back. She had retrieved her collar.

Tommy laughed. To Jerry and Jason, He looked like he grew an inch or two in the past three minutes.

Tommy grabbed the collar. "I will deign to collar my slave!" He said joyously. Yolanda raised her neck happily, and started laughing as she heard the click snap shut. Tommy gently picked her up and placed her on the bed.

"You will need to rest and recuperate, slave," Tommy said. "We will go to bed soon, but stay here until we do."

"Yes, Master," she said, as if it were the most natural thing to say. For Yolanda, it probably was.

"Now answer one question: what do you think of what Eric did to you?"

Jason listened intently. Jennifer was holding his arm.

"He is master. You trust him, Master. I did what felt good, according to your order. He was passable."

That floored everyone!

"Ulp! Passable?" Tommy said.

"Yes. He not you, Master. I see tiger in you, Master. He also tiger, but not my tiger. What he do to me is only what he do to me. My Master do more, and better!"

"Holy shit!" Jason said, suddenly laughing. "Tommy, she is totally and utterly in love with you! None of us will ever compare to you in her eyes, not even if you give her away! You have a life slave!"

The others started laughing with Jason. Tommy looked confused.

"What master says is true," She said to Tommy. "Yolanda is yours-I am yours-for life, Master!"

When Yolanda dropped her submissive side for that one little statement - I am yours - understanding struck Tommy hard. His mind worked overtime, contemplating all the implications, and concluded that logic did not fit in the equation: He was in love with her, and to please her, he would become what she saw through her eyes. He started to laugh as well.

"I see, my delectable slave!" He said, mirth in his eyes. "We shall surely contemplate it once we get back to the dorm!"

"Yes, Master."

"What did I miss?" Eric said.

Everyone looked up, surprised. They were so engrossed with the byplay of Yolanda and Tommy that they did not see him get up. He walked straight. Angela sighed relief.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 04



Eric watched as Tommy walked up to him. He heard everyone catch his or her breath. He took another look at Tommy, and saw something different in him.

"What?" Eric said, a little dubiously.

"Thank you," Tommy said. "Thank you for teaching Yolanda her slavery." Tommy hugged him.

Eric took the hug. "You're welcome," he said, wincing a little from the scratches, "but I think the one you should be thanking is Jennifer!"

Tommy broke the hug. "What?"

"Thank her. She asked me to do it."

Everyone looked at Jennifer, who had been unusually silent.

"What did you do?" Tommy asked her.

"She asked me to teach Yolanda the meaning of a slavery," Eric said as Jennifer blushed head to toe. "She told me about Yolanda about a week ago. That's why I suggested you bring two collars, Jason. When we were introduced in your dorm room, she asked me if I was still willing to do it. I nodded."

So that was what she whispered to you!" Angela exclaimed.

"Yes. Throughout these past two days, I have been prepping her for her slavery to Tommy. Jennifer pegged the relationship unerringly. Jerry and Sherry was a bonus, happening on its own, but Jennifer surmised that their personalities were compatible. It was Tommy and Yolanda she was concerned with."

Jason turned to Jennifer, and scooped her up joyously. "Honey, why didn't you tell me?"

"I couldn't," she said laughing. "I had to make sure she didn't learn of it. She would have balked, and she would still be unhappy. Her comments about finding a boyfriend were a way for her to find her master. I recognized this. So too did Jerry, I think—"

"I suspected," he smiled.

"So I hatched a plan, of sorts. Tommy had hidden potential. I saw this in our lovemaking. He was holding back. I didn't know what, but I knew it was powerful enough that if it could be brought to the surface safely, it would be enough for him to attain mastery of the slave that loved him in her secret heart. So I sort of prepped him for that, and Eric took care of Yolanda."

"Only Jennifer could pull off that kind of fool act," Jason thought happily. His love for her grew as he saw her caring spread to others. He looked to Tommy and Yolanda, and saw them smile. He looked at Jerry and Sherry. He now could see the kind of effect they had on each other, and wished them secretly for the best.

Jason also realigned his thoughts. Tommy was not a learning master; he was a NATURAL master, with years more experience than he had, even if it was in his younger teens. It still counted. Tommy was fully his equal in that respect. He wondered if that would rub wrong one day. He hoped not.

Angela went to Eric and hugged him. "I just thought you overdid it again, honey," she chided him.

"Do you really think I would purposely go that deep again, so soon after the last one?" Eric said. "I would not have even gone to half that if it weren't for the potential Jennifer saw in them. How could I not help her? Would you go as far, if she asked you, and you believed her?"

"Darling, I would challenge Hell for her," she whispered.

"Will someone tell us newbies just EXACTLY what happened the last time?" Tommy asked plaintively.

Eric, Jason, Jennifer, Angela, and Sherry laughed. "Of course!" Jason said. "Sit! We'll tell you such a tale that it'll make your loins ache!"

"As long as tomorrow is a recuperation day," Eric said.

"Done!" Tommy said. "Slave! Come to my lap, and listen."

Everyone settled around the table to hear the about the night that Jason and Jennifer found each other, and the orgy that followed. Jennifer looked at the collection of people that called each other friend, all comfortable in their nudity, listening to a tale that was getting cocks hard and pussies wet. Jennifer knew that each other's lover now would tenderly put out the fires lit. It was the perfect way to end a three-day holiday.

Jennifer looked forward to getting back to the dorm in the morning. She found that helping people was such a rush, and she wondered what situation would present itself to her for help.

She turned back to the story, listening raptly, while Jason rubbed her clit, bringing her closer to her second orgasm of the night...



Jennifer's College Years Ch. 05



Alexandra's Story

Alexandra sighed. Her studies were not going as well as she had hoped. The courses and business theory were especially hard. One quarter had already passed, and her grades hovered between 2.1 and 3.0 for most of her assignments. She knew she needed help, but most of the class shied away from her. She knew she was not well liked for the way she had treated some of the other classmates, specifically Yolanda and that big-titted bitch Jennifer. They thought of her as a pariah for that, since Jennifer was well regarded by nearly everyone.

Ever since the three-day holiday last week, both of those girls started wearing scarves around their neck. It seemed like just another part of their wardrobe, until Alexandra saw the glint of Yolanda's collar one day in the bathroom. She wondered what that signified.

Alexandra closed her books and sat back in her beanbag chair. She sighed. Her roommate was out, probably fucking that football player she was seeing. She quickly switched to another thought, as the vision brought up mixed feelings of revulsion and curiosity.

She needed to be touched. It had been almost 5 weeks since that cute brunette in economics had made her cum with her tongue behind the economics building. It was a secret tryst place of the other lesbians on the campus, and Alexandra had unsuccessfully cruised some of them, hoping for some action. They all turned her off, however, since all they saw in her was a bitch for their own pleasure. She liked women, but she was not into the games that most dykes play with each other. She liked sex for the sex, not for the games.

She knew she needed to get at her homework again. It wasn't due until Friday, but it was now Tuesday night, and she hadn't even started on the report for it. She really pined for someone to study with. It made the work go so much better. She had seen those that grouped together, and their grades were generally much higher than hers. She wiped a tear away as she grabbed her textbook again.

The door to her room suddenly flew open. Dolly, Peaches, and Samantha, three of her "friends", and teammates on the Cheerleading squad, came strolling in.

"What'cha doin' there, Alex?" Dolly said.

"I'm studying, you ninny" Alexandra said, a little curtly.

"Studying?" Samantha sneered. "You knew we needed you at the prep rally today, and you blew us off!"

"What's going on?" Peaches said. "You're not acting yourself lately. We all see it. And you stopped picking on the slope and that Holston bitch."

Alexandra knew what she was referring to. Ever since she glimpsed the collar on Yolanda's throat, and the joyous way she sort of bounced through her day, it had made her pensive, and her thoughts wandered into that forbidden topic: the feel of a man.

"I have to get good marks on this final, Peaches," Alexandra said. "If I don't, I won't be on the squad anymore. I figured I would get good marks by STUDYING a little so that I can remain on the squad. There's more to life than pep rallies and fucking, ladies!"

The three girls sniffed, and left. Alexandra sighed again. She had been growing apart from them for the past two months. They had been a tight group, all coming from Central High school in Chicago, and they had stuck together like glue. They knew they would rule the school with their looks, and they could do anything they wanted. Recently, she had been finding their antics a little irritating. Her studies in psych 101 had taught her how to study people for intent, and her studies of her friends found that they didn't really like her, and only preferred to be with her out of notoriety. As that notoriety died down, they started drifting from each other. Now, their group was tight, and she was on the outside, only nominally a part of it.

Alexandra put the book down. Those three girls had effectively ruined any interest in getting to her homework for the night. She decided to go down to the Coffee Stop for a cappuccino, and possibly go to the Lamp Post, and cruise for a lover for some needed play time.

Alexandra got up and grabbed her sweater. It was getting cool outside, as the fall headed toward winter. She checked herself, then left.

A walk through the quad in the early evening was one of her favorite things to do. She loved the trees and flowers. She did not stay too long, for those same flowers brought back a terrible memory, now six years old, but it felt like only yesterday. She quickly left the quad and started down the path towards the gate. 

She reached The Coffee Stop in minutes. The converted house was grand, and she could smell the fresh ground coffee. It smelled inviting, and she hurried to step inside to get her drink.

The moment she entered, the place hushed a little. The small tables were nearly filled, and most of the customers were students at the college. Most knew her. Alexandra ignored them, ordered her cappuccino, and went in search of a place to sit. 

The mood of the people she approached was cold. Two months here, and Alexandra had gotten a reputation of a venal bitch, not even worthy of consideration. She had not cared at first; she had her friends, and they prowled the grounds for popularity. Her encounter with Yolanda and Jennifer in the bathroom on the first day had set the tone for her whole group. Now she was wiser, and regretted it.

"Oh, why did I have to listen to them?" Alexandra thought to herself, referring to the two women that had "informed" her of Jennifer and Yolanda, and of the pressure of her peer group to see for themselves and place them below the group in the freshman pecking order. She regretted succumbing to that peer pressure, and her pride and strength was not enough to break from the vicious circle of ridicule she laid on Yolanda, Jennifer, and a score of other women who didn't measure up to her. She desperately wanted to belong to SOMETHING larger than the "Beautiful People", but didn't know how. Alexandra started to quietly cry.

"Alexandra! Over here!" came a voice from the back.

Alexandra looked and spied the source of the voice. It was Sam Carver, a hall monitor in her dorm. Sitting with him was Tommy Queen, Jerry Chan, Yolanda Chu and Jennifer Holston! Alexandra hesitated.

"It's all right," Tommy called. "Come on! Take a load off!"

Alexandra shrugged and went to the table. She figured if the women were going to snipe her, she was ready for them!

Sam pulled a chair out for her as she approached. She looked him over. He was a little shorter than her, but very well built. His brown hair was wavy, and his deep blue eyes were penetrating. His smile lit up his face as she sat down.

"Not bad, for a man," Alexandra thought to herself. All of a sudden, she became self-conscious about the scar at her jawline. She brought some of her blond hair forward in an attempt to cover it.

She caught herself. "Now why am I doing that? Idiot!" She thought severely to herself.

"What's up, Alex?" Tommy asked. "Find a study buddy yet?"

Alexandra's angered surfaced. "What's that supposed to mean?" she shot at him.

Her tone of voice had always backed off others when they asked questions she didn't want to answer. This time, however, it failed miserably. Tommy cocked his head to one side. To Alexandra, his eyes looked like they held-sympathy? Or was it pity?

"I am asking, because I am currently looking for a partner for this Business Theory report coming up," Tommy said gently, "and my study buddy sort of 'fell in love' with that redhead in class, and decided to buddy with her. That leaves me without a partner. I can do it alone, as I'm sure you can, but I would rather have someone to bounce ideas off of, and get the high marks out of Professor O'Connor. He's a tough one. You know that. So, how about it?"

It sounded like a bona fide offer! Alexandra's angered drained, and she was considering. Tommy was top student in the Business Concepts course, and he had his pick of any to study with. She knew he had an eidetic memory, and was secretly in awe of it. She needed that kind of support to make it, but the fact that he was tight with Yolanda made her hesitate. She had no interest in the man THAT way, but she did not want to be in a hostile environment.

"Well, where are we studying at?" Alexandra asked.

"My room, if you don't mind," Tommy said. "I have all the business models for this report there. Professor O'Connor said we could write it on any of them, all of them, by ourselves, or submit a collaborative report with a study buddy. I would rather submit a collaborative. It gives the point/counterpoint that much more punch, and it gives the view from more angles."

"Who else will be there?"

"Just us. Jerry is gone to his study group each night."

"What about Yolanda?" Alexandra asked, nodding towards her.

"What about her?" Tommy asked.

"Well, she is your girlfriend..."

"...Who has law studies she goes to. We will have the time to do what we need to, with no interruption."

Alexandra considered. This was a real offer. She looked into Tommy's face, and saw he was sincere. She looked at Yolanda, and saw that she was nodding slightly. Jennifer was just looking, staying out of the conversation, but Alexandra sensed that she thought this buddy hookup was logical. Jerry and Sam were talking with each other, not even paying attention. There seemed to be no animosity toward her at all.

"All right," she finally said. "It's 7:30 now. When do you want to start?"

"How about 8:30?" Tommy asked. "That will give us a couple hours tonight to start, then 4:30 the rest of the week until we get it done."

"Good," Alexandra said. She felt better now that she had someone to study with. She also felt a little special, for some reason, that the smartest person in class wanted to study with her, even if it was a man.

Tommy nodded his head at her. He then motioned for Yolanda to come closer. He whispered something in her ear. She nodded, whispering back, Alexandra thought she heard the word "Master". Yolanda then got up, kissed Tommy, and left.

"Where is she going?" Alexandra asked, suddenly suspicious.

"She is going back to the dorm and prepare our materials," Tommy said simply. His eyes then held a look that she was not to inquire further. Alexandra squelched her other question.

"So, how have you been?" Jennifer asked, finally speaking.

"Doin' OK, I guess," Alexandra said guardedly.

"I take it your friends aren't happy you're studying on a rally day."

"Where did you hear that?"

"Oh. I overheard them as we were coming here from the dorm. They were muttering something about you. I didn't catch it all, but they weren't happy about something."

"That's none of your business!" Alexandra snapped.

Jennifer seemed unconcerned "Suit yourself," She said gently.

Alexandra didn't know what to think. This Jennifer woman did not seem fazed by any of her insults and pecks. She had always found a way to show herself superior to her, but she had not rubbed it in. This infuriated Alexandra. She hated her.

Jerry turned his attention to Alexandra. "Why are you so angry?" he asked. "I have no onus with you, but I sense that you have a chip with Jennifer. What is it had she done to you? She has always been nice to you, and you demean her at every turn. I do not think this is like you, Alex."

Alexandra turned to him, a look of anger and jealousy on her face. She could not speak. His words cut her to the quick, and she had no comeback. He spoke the truth.

"Jerry takes time to get used to," Sam said to Alexandra gently. "He is very protective of Jennifer."

"So she has her boyfriend lash out at me?" Alexandra shot back.

"Jerry is not my boyfriend," Jennifer said. "He is a close friend."

"This is true," Jerry said, his jaw set. "Jennifer does not need me to defend her. She is very well capable of defending herself. I do so out of caring and love for her. It is not for her I asked you that question, but for me. I want to know how you stand with her, because if you are planning anything against her, you will find that I will be in your way."

Alexandra took this in as what it was: a sincere warning. Ever since she knew Jerry, she had never heard a cross word from him. He worded his intentions carefully so that you had no doubt.

Alexandra backed down a little. She didn't need to ruin the tenuous relationship she just made with Tommy. She decided to answer him. Men!

"She has not done a thing to me, per se," Alexandra said carefully, "but why does she have to belittle me in front of my friends?"

"And how does she do that?" Jerry asked.

Alexandra floundered. "I-I can't explain it!" she spat. "All I know is that every time we see each other, we go after each other."

Jerry sat back. Sam had put an arm around Alexandra's shoulders. She shrugged it off, but Sam put it right back. It just rested there. She let it be.

"We have been here for 15 minutes," Jennifer said, "and we haven't 'gone after each other', as you say. What does that tell you?"

Alexandra looked at her. "It tells me I'm outnumbered, and if I did anything, they would get me!" she yelled. A number of customers turned around to look at the table.

Jennifer just looked at her. She then looked at Tommy, Jerry, and Sam. They nodded.

"I'll see you at my room in 45," Tommy said. "Try not to be late."

"I'll see you back there, Jennifer," Jerry said.

"Take care, ladies," Sam said.

Alexandra watched in amazement as the men left. She started to feel a little afraid as well. Jennifer had entirely too much confidence!

Jennifer had also watched the men leave. She also looked at the customers staring at them. They quickly turned back to their own conversations. She then leveled her gaze at Alexandra.

"Now we are alone," Jennifer said. "I think it's time we put our cards on the table and end this little dance we've had for the past 2 months. What is it about me that you hate so much?"

Alexandra felt a little boxed in. She hated direct questions. "You always hold yourself above everybody else," she said a little shaky. "I see you around. I see all those people that follow you, ask something of you. I know you're fucking Jerry and Tommy, and god knows how many other men! I'll bet you slept with the professors, too! You make it so that no one can hate you, and you keep them on a string so they will pine after you. You look down on me 'cause I'm not pretty, or that I run with the beautiful people, or whatever reason you come up with! I hate you!"

Alexandra became more vehement with each sentence. Jennifer took it in calmly.

"Anything else?" Jennifer asked.

Alexandra exploded. She launched herself over the table at Jennifer, screaming, intent on scratching her eyes out. Her focus was on her calm, beautiful face. Alexandra saw red.

Then Alexandra saw the floor. Jennifer had moved to the side, grabbed her leading hand, and helped propel her into the corner behind her. Alexandra crashed.

Customers were getting out of the way, giving the two combatants room. Alexandra picked herself up, thoroughly angered that she missed. She scanned the room, looking for her target. Ah, there she is right in front of me, she thought. She got up and launched herself at Jennifer again, fists flying.

Jennifer easily countered each punch. The lessons that Jerry and Jason taught her were paying off! Alexandra kept throwing more and more wild punches, and Jennifer kept blocking them.

After about a minute, Alexandra backed off, tired both physically and mentally. The focus of her hate was still standing in front of her, and she felt she couldn't erase it. She felt she had to destroy it. Arms heavy, she attacked again.

Jennifer countered a wild punch, and then slapped her on the cheek. The slap was hard enough to snap Alexandra's head around, and she lost balance and fell. That slap drained the rest of the aggression out of her.

"Show's over folks!" Jennifer yelled. Alexandra didn't care who saw her. She started crying.

Alexandra suddenly felt a pair of feminine hands on her shoulders, squeezing gently. She knew it was Jennifer, but she no longer cared. She was miserable, sad horny, and too ashamed with herself to care.

"Is this finished?" Jennifer asked.

Alexandra, nodded, still sobbing.

"Come," Jennifer said. "Let's get some fresh air."

Alexandra allowed herself to be helped up and led outside. The people who had gathered to watch the fight parted to make way. The two women left and started walking back to the college.

"I'm gonna have to teach you how to fight!" Jennifer said jovially, once out of earshot of the coffee shop. "That was pitiful! Besides, I think you're gonna need it soon!"

"Why?" Alexandra asked.

"I'm not a dummy, Alex, contrary to what you've heard. I see what's happening. You and your friends are on the outs with each other, and you're finding yourself alone. You hate that. I can tell. Pretty soon, your 'friends' are gonna turn on you, and it'll be ugly. They'll think you betrayed them."

"But why?" Alexandra asked plaintively.

"You're growing up," Jennifer said. "You are taking to your studies more seriously, seeing for the first time the importance of your education. This seems alien to your friends, and they'll think your priorities are all mixed up. They can't stand that maturity is coming upon you as soon as it is, and they want you back. It was through you that they felt important, and with you gone, they're now realizing that they aren't as popular as they thought. They'll need to do it on their own, and they're scared. They'll want to lash out, as you did with me, and they will lash out at the supposed source of their discomfort: you."

"How do you know this?"

"I watch. It's not hard to spot. When you're with them, they give me hell. When you're not with them, they avoid me like the plague. You see, ever since our first encounter, they saw me as the one person that could stand up to you, and they didn't have the guts to snipe me without you. They respect me, even if it is for the wrong reasons. It's not like that at all.

"I have wanted to talk to you alone for the past two months," Jennifer continued," to clear the air between us. I was warned to watch out for you, and I did take it seriously at first. Over time I found that I didn't need to be so. You seemed to be getting more sad, and lonely. Tell me, when was the last time you had sex?"

Alexandra stopped dead in her tracks. "That's none of your business!" she snapped.

"That long, huh?" Jennifer said, pressing her buttons. "What's the matter? There are enough lesbians on the campus. There has to be at least one you like!"

Alexandra sputtered. "I-I-never-"

"Don't insult my intelligence, Alexandra!" Jennifer said severely. "I've known for a while which way you swing. You are a lesbian. Tell me, do your friends know?"

Alexandra, still shocked, shook her head.

"That's part of your problem," Jennifer continued. "You have needs, but you're ashamed of what you are. You cannot let yourself admit that you're a lesbian."

"I can't!" Alexandra said, suddenly breaking down, crying. "If I let it be known that I'm gay, I'll be kicked off the squad, people will look down on me, revile me-"

Jennifer suddenly knew the seat of her sadness. She wanted to be loved. She couldn't reveal that part of her personality, so she used anything to give her that feeling of belonging, or of being loved.

Jennifer had an idea. "Alexandra, how much do you know about me?"

Alexandra looked up, wiping off tears, surprised at the question. "I know you're a law student, you came from Cetnerville, you like Tommy and Jerry, Yolanda is your roommate, you get good grades, stuff like that."

Jennifer smiled. "I see you don't know me as well as I thought. Come on."

Alexandra looked at her. "Where are we going?"

"Back to the dorm. I've got something to show you."




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 05



"Wait! I need to be at Tommy's in 10 minutes! I'll be late!"

"He knows." Jennifer smiled.

Alexandra followed Jennifer, now completely confused.

They walked the rest of the way in silence, Jennifer leading. Alexandra watched her from behind, slowly coming to admire her shape. Her ass was well formed, and it swayed from side to side as she walked. Her legs looked well formed in her jeans. She had already seen the size of her tits, and even though she had a hatred of her earlier, she could not help but appreciate their size. Her long blonde hair was to the small of her back, and she normally wore it loose or in a ponytail. Her feelings about Jennifer were slowly changing based on how she had treated her, and she was now fantasizing about her. In spite of all that had happened, she found herself getting hot for her.

They went directly to Jennifer's room once they got to the dorm. When they entered, they saw Yolanda, sitting at her desk. She turned around when she heard the door open.

"Good to see ya, Jennie baby!" she said jovially.

Alexandra looked at her. On her neck she saw that collar she once glimpsed but was not sure. It was made of a shiny silver metal, with 2 diamonds surrounded by three rubies in the front. It was close fitting, and Alexandra could not see any catch in the back, it was beautiful, in its way.

"Hi, Yolanda," Jennifer said. "Look, I need the room for a while, ok? Alexandra and I need to talk."

"Sure thing, Jennie baby," Yolanda said. "Master told me to come up and leave you two alone when you got here."

"Thank him for me," she said.

Jennifer led a dumbfounded Alexandra into the room. Yolanda closed her book and got up. She then slipped off her shirt and bra. With a wave to Jennifer, she skipped out of the room, closing the door behind her. Alexandra's jaw dropped.

"Tommy probably told her to come down that way," Jennifer said by way of explanation.

Alexandra sat down in the chair vacated by Yolanda. "So, what have you to show me?" she asked.

Jennifer looked at her saucily. "This," she said. She started unbuttoning her shirt.

Alexandra's eyes widened. She was watching Jennifer slowly strip. She didn't know what to think, but her eyes could not tear themselves away at the slowly exposed skin above the lacy bra she now saw.

Jennifer deliberately kept her movements slow, gently swaying from side to side until she saw Alexandra's head moving with the sway. She pulled the shirt out of her jeans and let it hang. She then slowly walked over to Alexandra.

"I asked you before what you knew about me. You answered what anyone who has seen me would know. I am now showing you who I really am. I am not ashamed by it. I revel in it. I am bisexual, enjoying women as well as men. I find you attractive, Alexandra. How do you find me?"

Alexandra looked at Jennifer. The skin of her stomach above the waist of her jeans was tight. Looking up, she saw her tits straining against the fabric of her lace bra. She saw the catch between the two cups, suspended above the skin. She stood up and removed her sweater, reavealing the thin shirt she wore.

"I find you beautiful, Jennifer," she said throatily.

Jennifer smiled. "I hoped you would. Take off my shirt and bra."

Alexandra, her hands trembling reached up NO! she couldn't be doing this. A deeper part of her mind surfaced Yes you can. SHE IS MY ENEMY, she thought. She is your friend now, came the deep thought. She wants you. Who else has wanted you? Not your dad; he raped you. Not your mom; she helped...

With tears in her eyes, Alexandra reached up and removed Jennifer's shirt. Since she towered over Jennifer, she had to bend a little to get the arms off. This brought her head down to Jennifer's.

Jennifer lightly kissed her lips. It was electric. A wave of desire flooded Alexandra as her lips lingered near Jennifer's, lightly touching. She removed the shirt and threw it to the side. She then stood up.

"How tall are you?" Jennifer asked.

"6 foot," she said.

Alexandra reached forward and unclasped her bra. She slowly peeled the material away from the wonderful globes they covered. She saw that her nipples were protruding out, and her areolas were large. They looked wonderful to her. She then let the bra fall to the side.

"My turn," Jennifer said.

Jennifer reached up and unbuttoned her shirt. She peeled it off her shoulders. Jennifer looked at her chest, and found herself getting wet. She wore no bra, and her tits were perfectly formed, and large. There was a small scar running from her left jaw, down her neck, and across her left breast. It was tantalizing in its way.

Alexandra was just standing there, so Jennifer decided to help her. She took her hands and placed them on her tits.

Alexandra's mind was in a whirl. It had been so long since she felt the touch of a woman, and now she was being led into a lovemaking session with the last person she ever thought would want it. She decided to put her mind on hold, and let her feelings guide her. She started to massage Jennifer's breasts, tweaking the nipples.

"Ah, that's it," Jennifer moaned.

Jennifer reached up and started to massage Alexandra's tits. She loved their firmness. She massaged them to the tempo that Alexandra was massaging hers.

They stood like this for a while, reveling in the feeling. Then Alexandra stopped, and stepped into Jennifer. She bent down and kissed her, hugging her. Jennifer responded, thrusting her tongue into her mouth, and hugging her. Their breasts touched, and the sensation was electric. They started rubbing against each other.

Jennifer broke the kiss. Alexandra stood up. Jennifer then knelt down and undid her jeans. She slowly pulled them over her hips, kissing her hips as she did so.

"Ooh, um," Alexandra moaned.

Jennifer let her pants drop to the floor. Alexandra stepped out of them. Jennifer hooked her fingers into the band of her panties and pulled them down. She smelled Alexandra's scent. Jennifer felt her lust grow stronger.

Once Alexandra kicked her panties off, Jennifer buried her face into her pussy. Alexandra gasped from the contact. Jennifer's tongue traced lazy circles around her clit, making her buck. Jennifer kept up her assault on Alexandra's pussy, licking her clit and slit.

Alexandra's head was back, her eyes closed, licking her lips. Jennifer's mouth was doing wonders to her. The sensations were bringing her closer to an orgasm. 

"Oh, oh, Jennifer," Alexandra gasped. "It feels so fucking good! I-I gotta lay down! My legs are gonna fold!"

Jennifer got up and led her to her bed. Alexandra sat on the bed. Jennifer walked up to her. Looking into her eyes, Alexandra undid Jennifer's pants and let them fall. Jennifer did not wear any panties. Alexandra smelled Jennifer's pussy, and her mouth watered. She wanted to suck that pussy until she screamed!

"Lay down," Jennifer said.

Alexandra lay down. Jennifer got on top of her and kissed her. She ground her pubic mound against hers, and brushed her tits against hers. The feeling was erotic to both women, and their kiss became more pronounced.

Jennifer started to kiss Alexandra along her scar, starting at the jaw, Alexandra closed her eyes and moaned at the feeling. Jennifer traced the scar with her lips all the way down to her breast. She then licked and nipped her nipple, making Alexandra buck. All Alexandra could do was moan.

Jennifer started to kiss down her belly, flicking her tongue along the way. Her pussy was getting wetter, and she wanted Alexandra to eat her out. As she reached her pubic mound, Jennifer flipped over and straddled her head with her legs.

"Lick me," she said to Alexandra.

Alexandra brought her mouth to Jennifer's wet and bloated pussy. She could see her enlarged clit. She brought her lips to her clit and sucked it in hard. Jennifer bucked.

"Ooh, that's it, Alex," Jennifer moaned. "Suck my pussy, drink my juice! Make me cum with your sweet mouth!"

Alexandra continued sucking Jennifer's pussy with a vengeance. It had been too long since she was able to do this. It tasted great to her. All of a sudden, Jennifer dived into her pussy again, sucking just as hard. Both women were bucking from the sensation.

Jennifer darted her tongue into Alexandra's pussy hole, around the lips, along the slit, and around her clit; she drank her juice as it flowed. Her hands kneaded her inner thighs in time with her tongue, driving Alexandra wild.

Alexandra could not believe Jennifer's skill at eating pussy. Boy was she wrong about her! Her pussy was being thoroughly sucked, and her orgasm was close. She attacked Jennifer's pussy with renewed vigor, any hatred she felt toward her ebbing away.

Jennifer felt Alexandra's tongue expertly licking her pussy, finding all the sensitive spots with chilling accuracy. She knew how to tongue fuck her, and she was slowly nibbling her pussy lips with a pressure so erotically light that Jennifer thought she would pass out from the pleasure of it!

The two women ate each other out with a ferocity bordering on violence, each driving the other to greater effort. Suddenly, the dam broke.

Jennifer lifted her head. "OH GOD!" she yelled. "FUCK, ALEXANDRA! YOUR MOUTH FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD ON MY PUSSY! BITE MY CLIT! SUCK MY-OH GOD! I-I'M CUUUMMMIIINNGG!!"

Alexandra felt Jennifer's pussy tighten. She thrusted her tongue into her as Jennifer thrusted her pussy harder into her mouth, and then screamed. Pussy juice flowed into her mouth, and she lapped it up as fast as it came out.

Jennifer, in the throes of her orgasm, shoved her mouth hard into Alexandra's pussy and sucked hard, biting her clit. This threw Alexandra over the line.

"JENNIFER!" she yelled. "I'M CUMMING! OH, GOD! IT FEELS G-GREAT! OH, FUCK! I'M CUUMMIINNGG!"

Both women held on to each other as their orgasms rocked their bodies. Alexandra was crying out with each wave. Jennifer kept sucking her pussy, drinking her juice as fast as it was coming out.

It took five minutes for the tremors to subside. Jennifer then scrambled around and passionately kissed Alexandra. She could taste her own pussy juice on her lips. 

Jennifer rolled off Alexandra and lay next to her. Alexandra rolled to her side and snuggled into her.

"You were fantastic," Alexandra said to her.

"You were great, too," Jennifer said.

"Why did you do this?"

"I told you. I find you attractive. I still do."

"I'm sorry I was so mean to you."

"Forget it. Really."

Alexandra smiled, and snuggled into Jennifer's tits, not caring what happened next.

Jennifer hugged Alexandra, glad that she was able to have her this way. She really did not like confrontations, and she really wanted to know why this woman didn't like her. She hoped that they could do this again sometime.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hallway outside their doorway that startled them. They listened, and heard muffled yelling, a couple of yells, then four distinct thumps. Then the door to Jennifer's room flew open, causing them to cry out in surprise. As soon as Jennifer saw who it was, she relaxed.

"Jeriku!" Jennifer said, relieved.

Alexandra shrieked, and tried to cover her nakedness with her hands. She blushed from head to toe, because the aroma of their sex was still heavy in the air.

"Do not fear, Alexandra," Jerry said. "I am not here for you. I told you that Jennifer could very well take care of herself. I just wanted to check that you two were OK. You see, there was a little scuffle out in the hall-"

"We heard," Jennifer said.

"Yes. Well, I saw Alex's friend sneaking around the halls, so I got Tommy and Yolanda and Sam, and we went to see what they were up to. There was a man with them. He had a bat, and they were outside your door. It looked like they were about to knock it in and beat you two. We happened upon them before they could do that and ...incapacitated them."

"What?" Jennifer and Alexandra said together.

They heard a scraping sound at the door, and they saw Yolanda dragging an unconcious girl into the room. It was Samantha, one of Alexandra's friends. Then they saw Sam drag in another person. It was a man, and he too was unconscious.

"Tommy is outside, keeping the crowd from coming in here," Jerry said. "He will get the other two in here once the crowd breaks up."

Jennifer and Alexandra could now hear Tommy barking orders to the floor inhabitants to go back to their dorms, for the police would be showing up shortly.

In no time, the sound in the hall died down, and they saw Tommy dragging the other two women, Dolly and Peaches, into the room. He shut the door behind him after that.

"Are you ok?" Tommy asked Jennifer and Alexandra.

"We're fine," Jennifer said, sitting up.

Alexandra was still nonplussed. She still laid down, keeping her back to everyone in the room.

"It's OK now, Alex" Jennifer said to her. "Come on and sit next to me."

"I-I'm still naked, and," she whispered, "we reek of sex!"

"Common in this room," Jennifer said.

Alexandra looked into her eyes. For some reason, she started to trust her judgment. She rolled over and sat up next to her. She saw the men sitting the unconscious girls up, and leaving the man where he lay. Yolanda had come over and was kneeling next to the bed. She was still naked from the waist up. Alexandra started to get up to go get her clothes.

Jennifer grabbed her arm and shook her head. "No. it's all right. You're safe here," she said.

Alexandra sat back down.

Tommy, Jerry and Sam found a place to sit and turned to the girls.

"Did you get your differences ironed out?" Jerry asked.

"I think so," Jennifer said.

"Yes, I think so, too," Alexandra said, checking her feelings. Her hatred had left, and she felt weird.

"Now what?' Jennifer asked.

Sam picked up the girls' clothes and handed them over. "I suggest you dress, and quickly," he said to them. "The police will be here soon."

"Get dressed, slave," Tommy told Yolanda.

"Yes, Master," she said. She got up and padded lightly to where her shirt and bra lay on her bed.

Alexandra looked at Jennifer. "I'll tell you later," she said to her.

The two women dressed quickly. In minutes there was a knock on the door, and the police came in. The men told the police of the scene outside of the room, and told them about the bat that the man carried. 

After questioning them all, and checking on the three women, the police cuffed the man, woke him, advised him of his rights, and took him out. By then, Peaches, Dolly, and Samantha had regained consciousness.

Alexandra confronted her former friends. "What the fuck were you doing out there?" She demanded.

"You abandoned us! Samantha said. "You said we would be together for a long time. We were popular! Then you started getting all weird with your studies, you blew us off at the rallies and stuff!

"You drew away from us," Peaches said. "We were floundering out there, and people started to pick on us because you weren't with us! Then we saw you walking with that bitch over there, so we followed you to see what you were up to. We were outside when we heard you yell you were cumming. We knew then you were a dyke! How could we be friends with a dyke? So we got my boyfriend, and told him what was going on here, and he decided to help us."

"We were going to rush in and cover you with a blanket, and beat you until you begged us to stop," Dolly said. "Then these people showed up and knocked us out."

Alexandra's eyes were hard. This was something she could never do, and she was dismayed that her former friends were capable of it. She decided that it was time for the truth.

"It is true I am a lesbian," she told them evenly. "I have been that way for many years. I should have told you, but I was afraid of your reaction. Now I see I was justified. We wronged these girls here, and I came here to apologize. Jennifer and Yolanda are not slopes, or bitches, or dykes, or nothing. They are caring, loving people."

"You really got into their shit, didn't you?" Peaches said.

"I learned my lesson tonight, you cunts!" Alexandra shot back. "You can't treat people like shit and not expect them to retaliate!"

Sam, surprised, came up behind Alexandra and put his arms around her waist. Alexandra gasped, but then leaned back into him. Her curiosity was now driving her crazy, for some reason.

"You are wrong on one thing," Sam said to Alexandra. "You are not a lesbian."

The three girls on the floor gaped. Tommy and Jerry then stood in front of Alexandra and Sam.

"We fixed it with the police to spare you three," Jerry said evenly. "You had not done anything really. You had intent, but that was it. Now, you have been duly warned: Do NOT try to pull any shit with these women. ANY OF THEM! If I hear you tried, you will have to answer to me first. Is that clear?"

"We will not tolerate your antics anymore," Tommy said. "I will hold my tongue for now. If I hear of any of you three picking on anyone, and I do not care who, I will make sure that the entire campus know who you really are, then I will make sure you are expelled. Do I make myself clear?"

The three girls looked at the two men and quailed. They nodded their heads vigorously.

"Get out," Jennifer said. "I see you again, I'll rip you up myself!"

Dolly, Peaches, and Samantha bolted out the door.

I don't think we will see them for a while," Tommy said. "What do you think, Alex?"

Tommy turned, and saw why she didn't answer. She was leaning into Sam, her head back, and moaning, while Sam was kissing her neck. Her left hand was massaging the back of his head.

"I think that's our cue to get out ourselves, my friend," Jerry said.

Jennifer touched Jerry's arm. "Wait, Jerry," she said.

Jerry looked into her eyes, and read her need. He nodded.

"I think you and your slave will have time alone, it seems," Jerry said to Tommy while still looking at Jennifer.

Tommy looked and nodded. "Come, Yolanda," he said. "Let us go and enjoy ourselves. They want to be alone."

"Yes, Master," Yolanda said. She followed Tommy out.

"Thank you," Jennifer said.

"Anytime," Jerry said.

"I really need a man right now."

"I know. I understand."

"I think Alex and I will go to my room," Sam said, hearing Jennifer.

Alexandra's head shot up, and her eyes flew wide in a panic "No!" she said, shaking.

Sam immediately let go. "What's wrong?"

Alexandra became suddenly shy. "I-I have never been with a man before, except..." she said, trembling. "Couldn't we just stay here? I'm scared."

Jennifer understood. Alexandra needed the support of another woman who understood.

"You can use Yolanda's bed," Jennifer said. "She won't be back tonight."

Alexandra smiled, looking visibly relieved.

"You're all right with this?" Sam asked Jerry and Jennifer.

"Yes we are," Jerry said. "If Jennifer offered, that means she trusts you. I think Alexandra found a new friend in her. I trust her judgment."

Sam smiled. He had always wanted to see Jennifer nude, but now he had a really hot woman, and he was going to make sure that her first time with a man was good. He wondered about what she tried to say, but decided that she will tell him when she was ready. He looked at Alexandra, who smiled timidly. He took her hand and led her to Yolanda's bed.

"You did it again," Jerry whispered to her. "You gotta stop this matchmaking, woman. You don't know the kind of fire you're playing with."

"I did nothing of the sort!" Jennifer whispered back. "She needed a friend, and I wanted to end the feud. We did so, and found a friendship, and great sex, in the process. I saw Sam earlier, and knew she wanted to know how a man was. That blossomed on its own."

"You definitely had a hand in it!" Jerry said. He smiled.

Jennifer caught on. He was trying to rile her. She smiled and hit his arm playfully.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 05



"You sure know how to push my buttons!" She chided him.

Jerry laughed.

"Now I need you to push some other buttons, Jeriku Chan, and maybe we'll do one of your fantasies with me."

Jennifer pulled Jerry's surprised-looking face into hers and kissed him ardently.

Alexandra was in heaven. Sam's hands had thoroughly massaged her belly area with a touch so light that her pussy became moist with each pass. His lips had kissed her neck, making her heart skip, and her lust rise.

Sam gently lowered her onto Yolanda's queen sized bed, running his hands across her ample tits. He was feeling rakish, and he found Alexandra's body sexy. He had heard she was a lesbian, but she responded to his touch. Now she was curious.

Sam sat next to her on the bed. He reached down and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Alexandra sucked in her breath as her chest and belly became exposed. Sam slowly peeled the material from her luscious tits, and lowered his head to the left one, taking her erect nipple between his lips.

"Ooh, aah!" Alexandra moaned. She reached up and massaged his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple and tit.

Jerry moved into Jennifer and kissed her ardently. Jennifer wrapped her hands around her college lover and rubbed herself against him. She could feel his cock growing inside his jeans, pushing against her pubic mound. His hands were massaging her ass, pulling her closer to him.

Jerry tightened his grip, and picked Jennifer up. She squealed in his mouth, but not breaking the kiss. Jerry laid her down on her bed, and got on top of her. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring . Jennifer grabbed Jerry's ass and pulled him harder into her.

Sam continued to arouse Alexandra with his mouth and lips on her tits. His left hand was rubbing her pubic mound and pussy through her jeans, making her thrust against it. Her breath came is small gasps, and a low moan continuously emanated from her.

Jerry rose up, and unbuttoned Jennifer's shirt. Jennifer raised and took it off. She then helped Jerry off with his shirt, running her hands along his smooth chest. Jerry's hands cupped and massaged her breasts tenderly. Jennifer put her head back, eyes closed, and moaned.

Sam moved up and kissed Alexandra hard. His hand unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. He then reached inside her panties and massaged her wet, sopping pussy.

Alexandra broke the kiss. "Oh, Sam," she moaned. "Your touch is getting me so hot! I never thought a man could do this to me!"

"You haven't had a good experience before," Sam said tenderly. "I want this to be the best experience you have ever had, woman or man. If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, let me know."

"You're doing f-fine!" she stuttered as his hand rubbed past her clit. She lifted her head and kissed him again.

Jerry got off of Jennifer and stripped. Jennifer also stripped the rest of the way. She then opened her legs, and invited Jerry between them. Jerry climbed between, positioned his erect cock at her pussy, and slowly pushed it in all the way. Jennifer cooed, then wrapped her hands around his neck as Jerry started an easy thrusting motion. Jennifer raised her knees to get him in deeper.

Sam stood up, and helped Alexandra out of her jeans and panties. Then he helped her to sit up.

"I want you to undress me," he said. 

Alexandra reached up and unzipped his pullover. She lifted the shirt over his head, and he raised his arms to facilitate it. She then ran her hands along his chest, feeling the hair and muscle.

"You feel nice," Alexandra said.

"Your touch is wonderful," Sam said.

Alexandra smiled as she sat down. She reached forward and unsnapped his jeans, then unzipped them. He wore no underwear, and she could see his pubic hair peeking over the zipper. She saw the bulge going down his left leg. Gingerly, she put her hand on that bulge, and squeezed gently. Sam moaned.

"Aah, that's it," he said.

Alexandra, curious, brought her lips to his lower abdomen, just above the pubic hair, and kissed. It felt good on her lips, and she heard Sam gasp. She backed up and pulled his jeans down carefully. His cock was slowly uncovered, and Alexandra's eyes widened at the sight.

"What are you thinking?" Sam asked, trying to keep his voice supportive.

Alexandra pursed her lips, then smiled. "It's beautiful!" She said. "It looks so smooth!"

Sam's cock sprang forward as his pants were pulled down far enough. Alexandra backed up a bit. Sam shucked off his sandals and pants in short order, making his cock sway. Alexandra's head swayed with it, entranced with its look. Alexandra thought it looked as big as one of her dildoes. Trembling a little, she brought her hand up and grasped the shaft, gasping at its erectness and warmth.

Sam closed his eyes as Alexandra used both hands to massage his cock, making it harder. Her hands were wonderfully tender, stroking him with increasing intensity.

Alexandra's mind was wanton now. Her curiosity had now changed to a fiery lust. She brought her head forward, and took the head of Sam's cock into her mouth. She started licking slowly, lowering her head down the shaft.

"Ooh, Alex," Sam moaned. "I love how you're doing that!"

Alexandra continued to suck his cock, moving her head back and forth on it. Her tongue played over the shaft, and her lips made him jerk a bit. She knew that if she kept this up, that he would cum in her mouth. She decided she wanted that. She figured if she were to do this, she would go all the way. Lord knows that she had practiced on dildoes and fantasized enough with those forbidden thoughts. Now she wanted the real thing. She continued her cocksucking.

Jerry had turned Jennifer on her side and now reentered her. Jennifer gasped at the sensation, licking her lips and closing her eyes. Neither said anything as they allowed themselves to be carried away by the feeling.

Alexandra's sucking became faster. She really wanted his cum! Sam, however, did not want to yet. He gently stopped. Alexandra. She looked up at him curiously.

"You are doing wonderfully!" he said to her. "I just don't want this to be spoiled."

"But I want to taste your cum!" she said plaintively.

"And you will," Sam said. "I just want you to want me to fuck you, and give you that pleasure as well. I will pull out and put my cock back in your mouth when I cum."

Alexandra thought about it, and nodded. Her pussy was on fire, and now she felt that need to feel this cock inside her. She lay back and opened her legs extremely wide, making her pussy gape open.

"Sam, I want you to fuck me," She said simply.

Sam stepped forward and placed his dick just inside her pussy lips.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked.

"Yes," Alexandra said lustily. "Fuck me."

Sam gently inserted his cock into Alexandra. She gasped as that pole stretched her wide. Sam worked it in to her, slowly pumping until the entire length was buried into her. Sam grunted. She was so tight!

Alexandra's eyesight exploded with white dots as Sam's cock invaded her innermost chamber. Her pussy was quivering, and her mind fought the thought that this was a man in her, and not a dildo. Visions of her incestuous rape at fourteen played in her imagination. She quickly squelched them as the sensations of Sam's cock fucking her flooded her senses with a deep lust.

Jerry withdrew from Jennifer. She got on her hands and knees and offered her pussy again. Jerry knelt behind her and slammed his cock into her. She gasped from the force, then moaned. Jerry grunted.

Jennifer looked back. "Jeriku Chan, you have been fantasizing about fucking me in the ass. Do you think you are ready for that now?"

Jerry stopped his movement and looked at her. "Are you sure, Jennifer?" he asked.

"Completely," Jennifer said smiling.

Jerry pulled out. He put three fingers into Jennifer, causing her to moan again, and got his fingers completely soaked. He wiped his fingers around his cock, and then thoroughly wet Jennifer's asshole. He then placed the head of his cock there. He looked at Jennifer, who nodded. She placed her head on the bed. Jerry reared back a little, then pushed his cock inside her ass, a little at a time.

Jennifer bit her lip. The feeling was so tight, and a little painful. Jerry waited until she became used to it, then pushed his cock in a little deeper. Jennifer forced herself to relax, and soon it was feeling wonderful. She had not felt so full before, and her lust rose to an even greater height.

Jerry gritted his teeth. Jennifer's ass was tight! He worked his dick in until he was completely buried. Once Jennifer started to move against him, he started his thrusting. The sensation was driving him wild, for this was one of his fantasies about her, and she was helping to make it a reality. It was so erotic to him!

Alexandra held her legs wide open as Sam fucked her with longer and longer strokes. His hand found her clit, and was pinching and massaging it, making Alexandra moan louder. Her blonde hair was all over the place as she shook it from side to side in lust. Her nipples looked painfully erect. Sam reached down and caressed one of her tits. Alexandra cried out from the electric feel of his hand.

Sam started thrusting harder. He could feel his orgasm building, and he wanted to build it more so that he could give her all the cum she wanted. 

Alexandra started to massage his cock with her pussy muscles. He grunted as she did this. She also started to gasp, as his hand titillated her clit more and more. Her orgasm was heading to the point of no return, and she desperately wanted to go over the edge with this wonderful man.

Sam, sensing her orgasm, was furiously rubbing her clit faster. He felt her stiffen as her orgasm reached its peak.

"OH, GOD, SAM!" she yelled. "I WANT TO CUM FOR YOU1 YOU FUCKED ME SO GOOD. I LOVE IT! I LOVE YOUR COCK! OH PLEASE! MAKE ME CUM HARD. UUH, UUH! I-I-I'M CU-CU AAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHH!"

Alexandra grabbed Sam by the arms and gripped hard as her orgasm hit. Her pussy became extremely wet, driving Sam wild, and making him fuck her harder. He felt his orgasm cross over, and he pulled out quick. Alexandra was still cumming

Sam pulled her up, still shaking. He put his cock in her mouth. "Suck it, Alex!" He yelled. "Suck it until I cum for you!"

Alexandra attacked his cock, sucking and licking hard. All of a sudden, Sam grunted, and she felt the first jet of his sperm hit the back of her throat. Some of it touched her tongue, and it tasted good and sweet to her. The next jet hit, and she greedily swallowed it. She started sucking harder to get every drop out of this wonderful cock.

Sam's eyes crossed. Alexandra's cocksucking became wild, and she was pulling out all of his seed. He kept cumming from the sensation, and he felt his knees weaken. He hung on to her head for support.

When Alexandra sucked the last bit of cum out of Sam, she continued to suck his cock. She just could not get enough of it! Sam almost passed out from the sensation.

Jennifer had been moaning in time with Jerry's pounding of her ass. She loved the full feeling it gave her, and she wanted his cum in her ass. Her hand had snaked its way to her pussy, and was furiously rubbing her clit. She was at her orgasm, but waited until Jerry was cumming to let it go.

Jerry was moving smoothly. His orgasm was close.

"Oh my God, Jennifer!" He grunted. "I feel it! I'm gonna cum in your ass!"

"Let it flow, lover!" Jennifer gasped. "I'll cum with you!"

Jerry started to jerk. All of a sudden he yelled, and shoved his cock in all the way as he came. Jennifer screamed and let her orgasm overtake her. Both of them were bucking against each other. 

Alexandra pulled Sam's cock out of her mouth and stroked it hard. Sam grunted, surprised. He was cumming again. Alexandra opened her mouth as his sperm shot out. Some of it hit the bridge of her nose, but the rest went into her mouth. Sam fell over onto the bed. Alexandra followed him down, and put his cock back into her mouth, and sucked out the rest of his cum.

Jerry withdrew his cock from Jennifer's ass. Both of them collapse to the bed, feeling wonderfully spent.

"That was wonderful!" Jennifer said dreamily.

"I agree," Jerry said. "You gave me my fantasy, Jennifer. Thank you."

"Any time, lover."

"Sam!" Jerry yelled over. "How was it?"

"She made me cum twice!" he said happily. "She sucks great cock!"

Alexandra looked over to Jerry and smiled. Some of Sam's cum was still on her nose. Jerry chuckled.

"Alex!" Jennifer called. "How do you feel now?"

Alexandra thought about it for a moment. "Complete," she finally said.

Jennifer gingerly got up and went over to her. Alexandra met her in the middle. The two women hugged. Jennifer then bent Alexandra's head down, and licked Sam's spunk off her nose. Alexandra giggled.

"Hmm, he tastes sweet!" Jennifer said. Then she got a wicked look in her eyes. She whispered to Alexandra, who slowly smiled.

"Let's do it," Alexandra said.

Jennifer went over to Sam, and Alexandra went over to Jerry. Both men evinced surprise as the two women put the men on their backs, played with their cocks until they were hard again, and mounted them. They fucked the men hard, slamming their pussies down onto their hips, totally engulfing their manhood. Both men had to hang on for dear life as the women fucked them to another mind-blowing orgasm.

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The clock rang 5:30 am. The four of them had fallen asleep 5 hours earlier. Jennifer stretched, accidentally hitting Sam in the nose. She gingerly removed his flaccid cock from her pussy, and woke him.

"Huh? What?" Sam said groggily.

"Time to get up, Sam," Jennifer said, yawning.

Sam looked at the clock, and widened his eyes.

"Shit! I'm on duty in a half an hour!" he said.

Sam got up and got dressed. He quickly kissed Jennifer, thanked her for a wonderful night, and left. Jennifer got up and walked over to the other side of the room, and looked on Jerry and Alexandra. She looked so peaceful, lying in Jerry's arms. She didn't want to disturb them, but she had to wake them. She pressed on their thighs.

"Wake up, lovers!" Jennifer said 

Jerry woke instantly, startling Jennifer. She forgot he was a light sleeper.

"I am awake, my sweet sunflower," Jerry said. "I shall endeavor to wake this lovely lady."

Well, do it quickly. I don't want the whole floor knowing you all were here. I want to keep the rumor mill down."

Jerry smiled and turned to Alexandra. He kissed her cheek. Alexandra opened her eyes and smiled, cupping his cheek.

Jennifer nodded and turned to her closet. "I'll see you later," she said as she wrapped a towel around her and headed to the showers.

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History class was boring that morning. Jennifer and Tommy were glad to get out at 12:15 and head to the quad.

"Were you successful last night?" Tom asked her.

"Define successful," Jennifer said back.

"Were you two able to get past your differences?"

Jennifer thought. "Yes, in a manner of speaking," she finally said.

Tommy looked at her, and smiled. He knew well what she meant.

"So, do we have another for our group?" he asked.

"I think so, here at the school," she said, "but not for our inner group. She has too much to catch up on, and she needs to do it herself. I think she and Sam will hook up soon, and Sam is not of our temperament. They will be good for each other. Maybe in time we can bring them in to our inner group, but not right now."

Tommy nodded. He trusted her judgment in these matters, having seen it in action with other people and marveling at how accurate she was at judging them.

"Besides," Jennifer said, "I think that Alex will need our help in the beginning so she can sort out her feelings. I don't want to involve Jason and Eric in that, and I want to make sure that this was not just a flash in the pan."

Tommy nodded again. He knew just how powerful Jennifer's charisma could be in converting people to her cause or vision, having felt it once himself, and coming out of it with a life partner. He understood why she wanted to take her time with Alexandra. Her new bisexuality was just appearing, and she wanted to make sure it came to her naturally, and not from a zealousness that could easily destroy her emotionally.

They walked over to the trees, and found Yolanda on a blanket, waiting for them.

"Hiyo, Jenny baby!" she called. "Hello, Master," she said to Tommy.

"Hello, slave," Tommy said. "I see you have the picnic area prepared. Did you pack everything I told you?"

"Yes, Master," she said.

He looked at her, and noticed that she did not wear a scarf around her neck to cover her collar. "Why isn't your collar covered?" 

"It goes nice with what I am wearing," she said simply. "The people who see it think it is part of my wardrobe today. They still no suspect, Master."

"Good," Tommy said. "I don't need the B&D crowd hounding us."

"Been getting razzed?" Jennifer asked.

"A little," Tommy said. "Nothing I can't handle, though."

Jennifer well knew that Tommy could now handle anything thrown at him. Ever since he found out he loved Yolanda, he had become a force to be reckoned with on campus.

Jennifer sat down on the blanket. A picnic basket was open, and Jennifer saw six plates on top.

"Who else are we expecting?" Jennifer asked.

"Jerry, Sam, and Alex, Jenny baby," Yolanda said.

Almost on cue, Jerry walked up to them. He greeted everyone, and then bent down and kissed Jennifer.

"How are you this afternoon, my lovely sunflower?" Jerry said to her.

Jennifer giggled. "Why are you calling me that now?'

"Because you light up the darkest of corners with your love for people," he said.

They all laughed at Jerry's quip.

Sam and Alexandra soon arrived.

"Forgive me, Jennifer," Tommy said. "I borrowed a page from your book, and I had invited them to our lunch picnic. I hope that's OK."

"Perfectly," Jennifer said. "I would have done that myself. Thanks for saving me the trouble."

Sam greeted the group. Alexandra greeted Jerry, and then kissed him. She then kissed Jennifer.

"Thank you," she whispered to her.

Jennifer smiled. She was happy to help her find her true self.

None of them saw three women looking furtively at them, and then hurrying off.

Yolanda doled out the plates, then started passing out the food. They had salad, shrimp, crackers, grapes, and wine. They all took a little of each, and talked while they ate. They discussed their classes, and their plans for the evening. The conversation wound up being a wild political discussion on possible terrorist targets. Their lunch passed enjoyably.

Yolanda was repacking the lunch basket when they were bowled over by a group of people. Brutes landed on the men, and women landed on the women. The aggressors were wailing on them. Eventually, the group threw them off and rolled out to stand up. Peaches, Dolly, Samantha, and three men that looked like football players faced them.

"What the fuck's going on?" Sam said.

"What did you do to them?" one of the men said.

"They beat us up!" Peaches said.

Jerry shrugged. "She lies."

Samantha shot a look of pure hatred at him.

Tommy brushed himself off. "I take it you are here to defend their honor."

"The geek speaks!" said the one in front of Tommy. Tommy turned grim.

"We're gonna teach you not to mess with us!" Samantha said to Jennifer.

"I think not," Jennifer said grimly as she tightened her hands. She could not believe the girls were this stupid.

"Have you gone berserk?!" Alexandra yelled.

"Shut up, you fucking little dyke!" Peaches yelled back.

Yolanda reached down and pulled the two short willow whips from the basket, packed in there by order of her Master in case something were to happen today. She knew how to use them. They were about 2 feet long, and slender, looking much like the branches of a willow tree.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 06



The tale of Daly Parker

November winds were particularly cold this year, Daly thought. Having closed the music store early, she decided to walk the four blocks to the accountant's office where her accounts were. She needed to confer with her CPA Eric Thomlinson about an expansion loan to increase the size of her store.

Daly clasped her coat closed around her as a gust threatened to tear it from her frame. Her breasts were already chilled, her nipples standing painfully at attention from the cold. She wished she wore a thicker shirt this day, as well as pants instead of a thigh-length skirt and 3 inch heels, for the wind chilled her thighs, and whipped past her pussy in such an erotic way that she felt wet, and the wind making her pussy even colder.

She finally got to Eric's office and stepped in. There was a mirror in the lobby, and Daly looked into it as she smoothed her hair, and despaired from the wind rash across her cheeks. She decided to call a cab when she finished her business.

"May I help you?" came a voice from the front desk.

Daly turned and walked to the desk. Eric's secretary, a woman named Sherry, looked at her, and then at her appointment book as Daly told her her name. Sherry found the appointment and marked it off.

"Have a seat, Ms. Parker," Sherry said. "Mr. Thomlinson will be with you shortly."

Daly thanked her and sat down. She unbuttoned her coat, and sighed. It was warm in the lobby, and she wanted her body to acclimate. Her nipples were still painfully erect. Daly decided to surreptitiously rub her tits to warm them. She knew she would be making herself horny by doing this, but it was better than her nipples hurting. She put her left hand in her coat and started to massage her right tit. The sensation was electric, and Daly could feel the tingle of heat and horniness building in her pussy, but the motion warmed her chest to a bearable degree. She kept thinking of the cold, and what it did to her in an effort to keep her thoughts from running away as the erotic feeling mounted.

She had just switched hands when Eric came out.

"Daly Parker?" Eric asked.

"Yes," she said. She quickly removed her hand.

"Nice to see you again, Daly. This way, please."

Daly got up and followed Eric to his office. Her fantasies, ignited by the rubbing of her right tit, sized up Eric as a possible lover in her mind. She had not been laid for the last six months, and her frustrations were at the breaking point. 

She liked what she saw from the back. His ass was perfect and round; he had broad shoulders, and arms that could crush her tits to him...She had to viciously cut the chain of thought before it made her a basket case.

When they entered his office, Eric showed her to a plush chair in front of his desk. Daly sat, not taking her eyes off this hunk of a man. When he rounded the desk, her eyes shot directly to his crotch, and she whistled in her mind. His basket was HUGE to her!

"So, what is the nature of this equity loan you want to pull?" Eric asked her as he sat down. "You asked for this appointment about your finances, and I get this letter from your bank on your application, inquiring if you have enough equity to cover it."

"Well, I intend to expand the store," Daly said, "and I need to know if I have enough equity built to cover it. I asked the bank to send you the papers, and I wanted to discuss its feasibility with you. Here's why I need it..."

Eric didn't hear much of the story, having already pieced it together earlier. He was looking at Daly's figure as it moved with her motions in the story. The coat would show just a glimpse of a wonderfully full breast in a thin shirt before being covered again by another motion. Eric felt his lust rising a bit at the sight. He looked her over. She was about 5'7" in height, and shapely. Her hair was brown, with blond and red streaks in it. Her eyes were a rich chocolate brown, and her lips were puckered ever so slightly. Her legs, what he could see of them, were smooth to the sight, and looked firm.

Daly could see that Eric was not listening to her very closely. Oh, he asked the right questions and all, which told her he was aware of her situation, but his eyes looked -glazed over? - as she talked. Then she noticed that his head would weave a bit as she moved around in her seat.

A wild though occurred to her. She repositioned herself in the chair, keeping her legs uncrossed, and opening her coat a little, pushing it off her legs. Yes, she thought, his head definitely moved with her motions. She decided to spread her legs just a little...

Eric had to chide himself for being so obvious to his voyeuristic behavior. He did not want to scare his client away. He decided to pay more attention to her story...wait. "What is she doing?" Eric thought. Daly had moved, and she had spread her legs a little. Now he could see more of her thigh and the hint of garters as he could now see the tops of her hose. She had also opened her coat a little more, and now he could see the outlines of two beautiful breasts, her nipples pushing against the restricting fabric. It looked like she wore no bra, not that she needed to...

Eric decided to go for broke. After all, the only thing he had to lose was an opportunity, and he was sure he was not misreading the signs. He got up.

"May I take your coat, Daly?" Eric asked solicitously. "We're going to be here for a while, and the office is warm enough."

"Thank you," Daly said as she pulled off her coat.

Eric helped her. His hand brushed her shoulders, and he felt her shiver. He wasn't sure if it was from horniness or the cold, so he let it slide...for the moment. He didn't want to take this one too fast. He took her coat and hung it on the coat rack at the door.

Daly watched Eric as he went back to his desk. His touch caused an involuntary shudder through her body as he helped her off with her coat. He acted as if he did not notice, which she appreciated. She was not sure if she wanted him to know her growing lust for him.

Eric depressed the intercom. "Sherry, put up the 'closed' sign, and cancel my last appointment," he said. "This case will take a little longer than expected. Also, pull the Parker account and the bank loan papers and bring them in here, please."

"Right away, Mr. Thomlinson," Sherry said. Eric clicked off the intercom.

In a few moments, Sherry brought in the paperwork. She glanced at Daly, then turned back to Eric, and winked. Eric smiled in answer as he thanked her.

Eric and Sherry had worked out a system to signal each other when a potential lover was in the office. If it was a man that Sherry wanted, she asked for time in the archive room for research on some corporate account she would make up. If it was a woman that Eric wanted, he asked Sherry to reschedule his appointments for the next two hours. If it was a woman they both would want, Eric would make the decision, and tell Sherry to cancel the rest of his appointments for the day, and close the office. This system worked very well, and they had used it for two other people, one for her, and one for him. This was the first one for the both of them.

Eric opened the folder and unfolded the bank papers.

"All right, Daly, let's work out your financial strategy for this loan," Eric said, handing her a sheaf of papers.

Even though Eric saw her as a potential lover, he made sure business was done first. Her purpose was to find feasibility for an expansion loan. Eric ran the numbers as Daly researched his questions in the paperwork he handed her, and gave him the answers.

Daly was impressed with his finesse with financing, and she could see the possibility of getting the loan improve with each passing minute. Her passion for him increased at the same rate. She felt wet again. She decided to unbutton her shirt one button. Since there were only five buttons on the shirt in the first place, this opened her shirt to the bottom of her rib cage, exposing a lot of skin at her chest, and her cleavage could be easily seen. She felt like an exhibitionist, and she loved the erotic sensation of it. She would move this way and that, giving Eric an unobstructed view of her tit, or stretch in such a way that it would give him a view up her skirt all the way to her soaked white panties. She had decided she wanted him. Throughout all this time, though, she noticed that he remained stone-faced. She wondered at that, and wondered if she was wasting her time.

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90 minutes later, Eric signed the last form, collected the paperwork and placed it in a document envelope.

"I will have this sent to the bank in the morning," Eric said to Daly. "Congratulations, Daly; Looks like you have your loan."

"Oh, thank you Eric!" Daly said, flushing with excitement. She put down her papers. As he reached to pick them up, she stretched her shoulders. This opened her shirt enough to expose her right breast. She mentally crossed her fingers at this.

It had taken a Herculean effort for Eric to keep his mind on business. She was flashing him with parts of her body throughout, and he could now smell her excitement. Her flash of panties earlier looked completely soaked. Her nipple was erect on a perfectly formed breast.

Eric put the papers back in the folder and placed it in the bin behind him for refiling. He then quickly sat down, and positioned himself so that his raging hard on felt more comfortable.

"Now that business is done," Eric said, as Daly adjusted her shirt, "I think it is time to put the cards on the table. What have you in mind?"

Daly was thunderstruck. Eric placed the ball in her court! She felt nervous all of a sudden.

"Uh, I find you attractive," Daly stammered out.

"I see that," He said. Eric was getting a thrill watching her sweat about her attraction to him. He already had the hots for her!

"And I was wondering...Eric, I haven't been with a man for a while, and you look so-good. I was watching you walk, and work. I love your quick mind, and I must've looked like a slut flashing you..." Daly lowered her head. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that. Oh! I feel like such a fool!" She started to rebutton her shirt. Her embarrassment made her fumble a bit.

Eric got up and went around the desk to her. "Relax, Daly," he said, smiling. "I saw. I like. You don't need to feel embarrassed. I also find you attractive. Look at my crotch."

Daly looked up, and gasped at the size of his crotch.

"You did that to me," Eric explained. "There are not that many women that can do that to me in the heat of business, and you did it so adroitly that I had a hard time keeping my composure! Not even my girlfriend did that to me the first time I met her, and she's an extremely erotic woman." Eric leaned on his desk in front of Daly, and secretly flipped the intercom on. "You almost made me break my rule about 'business first'! I congratulate you on such a sexy performance!"

Daly's mind was reeling. So he DID notice! Her confidence came back, and her pent-up passion surfaced. Tears in her eyes, Daly stood up and grabbed Eric in for a passionate kiss. 

Eric was a little surprised at this approach, but recovered quickly as Daly's lips made contact with his. Her lips were as soft as he imagined them to be, and they were extremely animated as her kiss hungrily sucked in each of his lips for a nibble, then a tongue snaking its way into his mouth. Her hands were rubbing his shoulders and back, and Eric felt her grind her crotch into his, making his hard on ache with desire. He reached around and grabbed her ass, pulling her in even closer.

Daly melted into Eric. Even though it was cold, she was now glad she wore the skirt and thin shirt to work. Her tits were sexily crushed against Eric's chest, just as she imagined. It had been almost 6 months since a man had touched her, and now she was letting all that frustration out, fueling her passion for her sexy accountant.

Eric pulled up the material of her skirt and placed his hand again on her ass. He felt her panties and garter belt. Her ass was extremely firm and solid. He squeezed her cheeks, and used his index fingers to massage her crack down to between her legs. He felt the wetness of her panties, and wet his fingers with the moisture.

Eric broke the kiss and pushed her away a bit. He brought up his index fingers to his mouth and sucked them. He then pulled them out with a pop.

"MMM, you taste sweet!" he said. He looked into Daly's eyes, and was shocked at the amount of lust he saw in them.

Daly heard what Eric said, and it had lit her lust to an almost unbearable level. Without taking her eyes off of Eric's face, she reached over and unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his pants. In one swift motion she grabbed his pants and underwear, pulled him forward a bit, and pulled them down to his ankles as she knelt. His cock bobbed in her face as the material passed it. Daly then grabbed his cock and placed it in her mouth, taking all eight inches in at once.

"UNGH!" was all Eric could say.

Daly was in heaven. She knew she was a great cocksucker, and she put her talent to work. She took his whole length, part of it entering her throat. She liked the feeling, and she was gratified that her body remembered how to relax to let it happen. She brought up both hands and massaged his cock as she took her mouth off of it. She then took his balls into her mouth one at a time, sucking and rolling them around. She then wrapped her lips around the base of his shaft, licking and biting her way up to the head, and then plunged his cock back into her mouth all the way, quickly letting it out while sucking it, then plunged again. She repeated the entire process another 4 times before Eric's knees buckled.

"Oh, Jesus, Daly!" Eric gasped as he collapsed to the floor.

Daly was too far gone. Once Eric was on the floor, she ripped his shoes, socks, pants and underwear off him. All Eric could do was hold himself in place as the assault on his clothing occurred. A low growl emanated from deep within her throat.

Daly stood up and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Her legs quivered from need, and willed herself to undress slowly. She was proud of her 34D's, and she knew how to show them to their best effect. Each button came off, and she parted the material with each one. Once the fifth button was undone, she pulled the material out of her skirt, and then threw her head back, licking her lips and closing her eyes, as she removed the shirt from her shoulders, finally exposing her tits to Eric.

Eric stared open-mouthed at Daly's display. He was right; she had perfectly formed tits and a rock hard body. Her presentation of her tits was so erotic that his cock jumped.

Daly straightened out, then reached under her skirt. She grabbed her panties and pulled them off. She threw them at Eric's face. He caught them and inhaled deeply, savoring her scent.

Daly smoothed the line of her skirt, then moved to straddle Eric's head. She lowered herself onto his mouth.

Eric saw her pussy. It glistened from moisture. He had an unobstructed view up her skirt as she lowered herself. Her pussy lips opened as her legs split, showing the pink inside, and uncovering an engorged clit. Her smell was thick within the skirt, making his cock even harder with the rising lust he felt. She stopped her descent just inches from his mouth. She then bent at the waist. The skirt now covered Eric's head, so his whole world was her pussy, thighs, hose, and garter. He then felt her mouth encircle his cock once again, sucking hard. Eric reached up and grabbed her waist, then raised his head to her womanhood, instantly attacking her clit. She jerked and lurched at the contact. He sucked as hard as he could, making her squeal with each lick and nibble. His nose was in her pussy as he did this, and his face became wet with her moisture. He used his tongue to lick her crack, then force it up her pussy hole. It was very tight.

He felt Daly grind her pussy into his mouth. At the same time, he thrusted his cock deep into her mouth just as hard. 

Eric heard the door to his office open. He knew it was Sherry, entering the room.

Sherry looked onto the scene with lustful eyes. She had heard the ending of their conversation, and the grunts and rustles, over the intercom. She had masturbated to a pleasurable orgasm from it. She had undressed, and crept in to see for herself. She got turned on all over again when she heard Daly growl. She finally decided it was time to join in.

Daly attacked Eric's cock with renewed passion. His tongue was pushing her over the edge, and her whole attention was concentrated on that feeling. She was doing everything she could to keep the feeling going. She was getting ready to impale herself on the gorgeous cock that she was sucking.

Daly released Eric's cock with an audible plop and knelt up, releasing her pussy from his mouth. She then saw Sherry, who was naked and furiously masturbating herself at the sight. Her lust was so high that Daly did not care who saw her, and her animal lust saw Sherry as another potential avenue of pleasure. She smiled at Sherry, and beckoned to her as she switched places to mount Eric's cock.

Sherry carefully walked over to the couple. Her legs were weak from her earlier orgasm. She got down on her knees when she got to them. She looked at Eric and moaned in lust. His face was covered in Daly's pussy juice, and his eyes were closed. His lips were slightly parted, and he was gasping. Sherry bent over and started licking Eric's face clean of Daly's juice. A small pun played in the back of her mind about getting her recommended Daly amount of juice.

Daly watched as Sherry cleaned Eric's face of her pussy juice, getting hornier with each passing second. She found Sherry's body extremely sexy, and the silver collar on her throat contrasted nicely with her tanned skin. She was also teasing Eric's cockhead with her pussy, rubbing her slit with it, and pulling up if he tried to thrust.

Sherry finished her cleaning, then kissed each eye. He opened his eyes and looked deeply into Sherry's. She bent her head down to whisper to him.

"How is she?" she whispered to him.

"Fuckin' excellent!" he rasped. "On par with Jennifer in the passion department!"

"Great!" she whispered back. "Now, would you please eat me to orgasm, Master? I'm so wet from listening and watching you two!"

"Get on," he gasped.

Sherry mounted Eric's face, but kept her pussy out of the reach of his mouth. Some of her juice dripped down, and Eric lapped it up as it fell. Sherry looked at Daly; she had her eyes closed. Sherry reached over and massaged her left tit. Daly's eyes snapped open at the contact, and stared at Sherry with such lust that she backed up a bit. Eric was right; her passion WAS on par with Jennifer's, Sherry's mind made mental comparisons of Daly with Jennifer.

"Are you here to pleasure?" Daly growled.

"I am," Sherry said. "You are poised over his cock, and I am over his mouth. We will drop together. Hold my tits for support, and I will hold yours."

Daly complied She reached over and grabbed Sherry's tits, as Sherry reached over and grabbed hers. For Daly, this was the first time that she had ever touched another woman, although she had frequently fantasized about it. Her animal lust drove away any inhibition about it, and reveled in the feel of her tits. She decided to share some of Eric with her.

"Kiss me," Daly growled to Sherry.

Sherry leaned forward to kiss her. Daly released a bit of moisture to her lips, then mashed them against hers. Sherry was surprised. It was some of Eric's precum, and Daly had held it in her mouth all this time! Smiling and laughing, Sherry used her tongue to lick the offering off her lips, then shoved it into her mouth to taste more. Daly smiled, and teased her tongue with hers as they both tasted Eric's precum. Sherry took some more in her mouth, then both girls swallowed what they had.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 06



"Now!" Sherry yelled.

Both women dropped, and three worlds flew apart: Daly forced the entire length of Eric's cock into her extremely tight pussy, feeling like she ripped herself open. She screamed; Sherry dropped hard onto Eric's mouth, and heard him grunt in a little pain. She hoped she did not hurt her boss. Then she felt his teeth bite her pussy lips hard. She screamed: Eric gritted his teeth as his cock was forced into a viselike pussy that was so wet it felt like sweet torture. At the same time Sherry dropped her pussy onto his mouth, driving his lips into his teeth, making his bottom lip bleed. He grunted in pain, and bit back to get her to lift a bit. He then attacked his secretary's pussy with renewed vigor, making her buck instantly.

Daly was beside herself with lust. She lifted and slammed her pussy onto Eric's cock in a furious rhythm, squealing with each downward thrust. Her juices flowed freely, coating his crotch. The slapping of skin made a squishing sound as her movements became more spasmodic.

Sherry's eyes were wide open from the assault of her pussy by Eric's mouth, as his teeth and tongue made her clit seem to explode with lust, and his tongue completely licking her crack from clit to asshole. Sherry then felt him ream her hole with his tongue, making her gasp. She squeezed Daly's tits hard, making her squeal and growl at the same time.

Sherry looked down, and decided it was time for Daly to lose her skirt. She reached down and grabbed the waistband. It had a strong Velcro fastening, so she knew if she pulled it off it would release. She ripped it off Daly, who was watching with animal lust in her eyes.

Sherry threw the skirt aside, then looked at Daly's pussy. It already looked bruised, and it looked completely stretched by Eric's cock. Her skin looked white against Eric's tan, and the black of her garter belt contrasted nicely. She had a small patch of trimmed pubic hair just above her pussy. It was a dark auburn in color. It was then Daly's smell hit Sherry, and it was very erotic. She watched as Daly lifted and dropped, impaling herself on Eric.

Daly could no longer think. Passion usurped reason, lust replaced inhibition. She had a man's cock in her pussy, a woman's hands on her body and the taste of sweet cum in her mouth. Nothing existed except feeling.

Eric finally regained a bit of composure from the assault of the two women. He grabbed Daly's waist, and started forcing her harder onto his cock. His mouth continued to assault Sherry's pussy, making her lurch even more. His senses were reeling from the eroticism of the situation. 

Something coalesced in Eric's mind. He had had enough of the submissive end of it. His own animal lust and dominance rose to a new height, and he grunted. Sherry knew the grunt to mean to get off. Reluctantly, she did.

In a feat of strength that surprised all three of them, Eric bodily lifted Daly off his cock, and off the ground! He sat up while still holding her that way. He then threw Daly to the side and rolled to a standing position. His cock was pointing straight up, hard as iron, and a look of pure animal lust and dominance played in his eyes.

Sherry saw the look and immediately got into a kneeling position. Her lust, too, had progressed to a new height, and her submissiveness, surfaced. Her juices were freely flowing, wetting the floor below her.

Eric's look was directed at Daly. A low growl emanated from his throat. Daly was on her back where Eric had thrown her. She propped herself up on her elbows, meeting Eric's stare with her own lustful glance, a growl also at her throat. The two of them growled at each other for a moment. Then Daly threw open her legs and screamed. Eric screamed and immediately fell on her, driving his cock all the way in her. 

Daly's mind rebelled at the dominance exhibited by Eric. She raked his back with her finely manicured nails, leaving trails and drawing blood. Eric's hands cruelly held Daly's hips in place as he mercilessly pounded her pussy with his weapon. She yelped animal sounds with each thrust, as her rebellion to this dominance manifested in a greater lust.

Sherry watched the fucking with a bit of horror. Both Daly's and Eric's eyes were wide and wild, like two animals. She could see the blood on Eric's back where Daly's nails crossed old scratch marks left by herself, Angela and Jennifer during one particularly wild night some two and a half months ago, and reopened those that had not completely healed yet. She could also see Eric' fingers dig into Daly's hips, and could see bruising. She hated to think what their crotches would look like after this!

Orgasm hit both of them at the same time. Both screamed, and Eric slammed his cock into her so hard that Daly screamed in pain. Eric fell on her and bit her shoulder, drawing blood. Daly bit Eric's shoulder, also drawing blood. Eric kept slamming her with harder and harder thrusts, Daly countering with her own ferocious thrusts, until he finished.

Daly's own orgasm continued, and her thighs quivered from her need. Her pussy was visibly juicing, now some of Eric's cum mixed in. Eric and Daly both threw themselves off each other. Then Eric turned his gaze to Sherry.

"Get in here!" he growled at her.

Fear gripped Sherry as she complied. She had never known this level of animal lust or dominance in him before, and they had had some pretty wild encounters. She knew she could take his pounding, but his lust level was something else. She lay down in front of Eric and threw her legs open. She was still lost in her own lust and wanted to be fucked, but that fear played around her eyes. That fear grew a little when she noticed that Eric saw it for what it was.

"Your cunt is MINE, bitch!" Eric yelled at her.

"Yes, Master!" she cried.

Something snapped in Daly. "Your mouth is MINE, bitch!" she yelled at her.

Sherry's eyes widened. A woman addressed her as a slave! Realization set in, and she looked at Eric, whose eyes also held the same realization. He smiled wickedly.

"Yes, Mistress!" Sherry cried.

Daly crawled over and placed her pussy over Sherry's mouth as Eric positioned his iron hard cock at her cunt.

"Eat my cunt, bitch!' Daly growled at Sherry. "Lap up Eric's cum! Suck it out of me!"

"Yes, MistreFFF!" Sherry said, the last said as Daly slammed her pussy on her mouth.

At the same time, Eric slammed his cock into Sherry's pussy so hard that it made her cry out in surprise. Eric then lifted her legs and started slamming her mercilessly while Daly ground her pussy into her mouth and pinching her nipples hard.

"Lap up all that cum, bitch," Daly growled. "Drink it all. Yes, that's it. Bite that clit! You like that, don't you, bitch?"

Eric continued his assault on Sherry's pussy. "You're just a little cunt, aren't you, bitch?" he growled.

Sherry was in heaven, even though fear gripped her. Eric's cum was falling into her mouth, and she was swallowing fast. Soon, she would have it in her pussy as well.

Suddenly, the dam broke for all three.

"Oh, fuck!" Daly yelled. "The bitch is making me cum! Keep sucking that cunt, bitch! Make me cum hard! Oh, oh! Bite my clit! Make me scream! Aaaggh! That's it! I'm cumming! Take it all, bitch! Oh, god! Here it comes! I-I'm ccccommming!"

"Uunnggh, your pussy is so tight, bitch!" Eric growled. "Take my cum, slave! I'm coming again! Aaauuuggh!"

Sherry could not speak as her own orgasm hit. Her mouth was busy eating Daly's pussy, biting her clit as she commanded, and Eric held her legs in such a way that she could not thrust back. Her orgasm wracked her in such a way that she tightened every muscle in her body that made both of them cry out in surprise.

Eric and Daly exploded off of Sherry, and stood up. Daly was still cumming, her juices dripping. Eric's cock was still spurting a little sperm. Daly yelled and jumped into Eric's arms. Eric yelled as he caught her and buried his cock into her. He grabbed her hips and helped her slam down as they fucked to finish off their orgasms.

Three minutes later, they crumpled to the floor, passed out from their efforts and emotion. Sherry got up wobbly, and collected their clothes. She went to the bathroom and cleaned up a bit, careful around her pussy as it showed signs of bruising. She was swimming in satisfaction from that fucking!

Sherry got some wet cloths and brought them out for Eric and Daly. She placed them on their foreheads. Soon, they both revived.

"How long was I out?" Eric asked.

"About ten minutes, boss," Sherry said.

"What happened?" Daly asked shakily.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Sherry asked as she handed her the cool rag that had fallen from her forehead.

"Yes," she answered.

"Tell me, Daly, were you ever into BDSM?"

"Me? No."

"Were you ever dominated?"

"Um, my last boyfriend tried, but I fought so hard against it that I dominated him. He got scared and left me two days later. That was six months ago."

"Uh huh. Well, I am a submissive to only two men, and you are the first woman to dominate me. I think you are a dominatrix, Daly; A soft-core one, to be sure, but a dominatrix nonetheless."

"A dominatrix? I-I don't know about that! I never-"

"Consider this: you started the sex with Eric, directing everything. When he threw you off, then came back to you, you two went after it with a ferocity I had seen only once before. You see, when two dominants fuck, as I know Eric is, and now I know you are, they will fight each other for dominance over the other. The result is a wild, violent, bloody fuck; one dominates, the other fights it, and then the two switch roles of dominant and resister. Face it: You are a mistress."

Daly took this in while she cleaned herself, and winced when she wiped her shoulder. Eric chuckled.

"That would explain the intensity!" he said. "Look at yourself! You're bruised around the hips!"

Daly took a look, and then smiled ruefully.

"I didn't know this about myself, Sherry," she said. "That may be why I haven't had a boyfriend for the past six months. I'll bet my ex spread rumors about me, and people I never would want to associate with were contacting me. How can I handle it?"

"I think you and Eric will have a lot to talk about, Daly Parker."

"I think Jason should be involved. Tommy and Jerry, too." Eric said.

"Who are they?" Daly asked.

"Friends of ours," Sherry said. "Jerry is my boyfriend, Tommy is his friend, and Jason is the boyfriend of our dear friend Jennifer, of who your passion strikes a remarkable resemblance to. You need to meet her."

"Why?"

"Call her our barometer, Daly. If she likes you, you will have no problem with our group. She is the one that introduced us all together. She is our bond."

"She sounds like a special person."

"You have no idea," Eric mumbled.

Sherry just smiled.

"I think our business is concluded," Eric said to Daly, a little flippantly. "I will need to see you in a couple of days once the loan is approved so we can go over the transfer of funds and where they're to go."

"All right," Daly said.

"Sherry, make the appointment, will you?"

"On it boss," Sherry said, smiling, as she left for the office to make the appointment.

Eric collected the clothes, and passed Daly's over to her. She dressed, gingerly putting on her panties since the bruises smarted.

"I think that if we make love again, we'll have to be more careful," Eric said to Daly, "or we'll end up in the hospital. I don't relish the fact of wearing protective pads to fuck. Besides, I don't think my back can stand too many more scratches for a while."

Daly laughed. "I guess you're right, Eric. Only, now that I know this about myself, how am I ever going to find a boyfriend? Not too many men out there that would put up with this..."

"There are more than you think, Mistress Daly. The trick is to find one that suits your particular flavor of dominance."

"Can you really help me, Master Eric?"

"I think so. The only thing you may lack is perspective. I'll know after we talk some more. Tell me, do you have any plans tonight?"

"Not really. I was gonna go home and veg out in front of the tube..."

"Excellent. You're coming home with me. Let me make a call to Angela to have her bring Jason over tonight. We'll discuss this at length. Who knows? We may be able to set you on the right path tonight!"

Daly looked at her accountant in a new light. He helped her to find herself. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense to her. It also explained some of the calls and contacts she had gotten after her last boyfriend split. She was a mistress, in search of a submissive. That thought gave her a sense of completion, as if she knew the root of her romantic frustrations all along, but never wanted to face it. She was really looking forward to tonight's conversation.

********

Jason had just finished fucking Angela, and started sucking her tits, when the phone rang. Angela, still glowing from the tender sex she just received in her office, reached over and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Central Spa. How may I help you?"

"Hello, Angela. How's my girl?" came the voice from the other end.

"Eric! How are you? I'm fine. Jason is here with me right now, giving me another reason to love his cock and be jealous of Jennifer..."

Eric laughed.

"What can I do for you?" she asked, then bit her lip as Jason's mouth nibbled her nipple.

"Look. Invite Jason over, and have him call the gang at the college to see if they can get down here tonight," he said. "I may have a new person for our group, and we need to know if she will... fit in. She also needs to be... trained up a bit."

"Hunh! Another slave, no doubt."

"No. A mistress."

Angela pushed Jason's head off her tit and sat up. Jason looked at her quizzically. Angela put her finger to his lip as a sign for him to be quiet a moment.

"Did I hear you right?" she asked him.

"You heard me," he answered. "A mistress, and a neophyte at that. She needs to learn control, or she's going to put someone in the hospital every time she gets fucked. I'm bleeding again."

"Oh, dear, that wild huh?"

"Yeah. Let me talk to Jason, hon. I'll tell him."

"OK." She then handed the phone over to Jason.

With a quizzical look on his face, Jason took it. "Jason here, Eric. What's up?"

"Jason, I need you to call the gang and have them meet me at our place. I need all the masters and slaves at the house. We have a new mistress, and I want Jennifer to meet her."

"Thinking of adding her to our little troupe?"

"Yes, and we need to give Daly, that's her name, some kind of perspective."

"OK, bud. I'll call in about 20 minutes. That's when Jennifer gets out of her last class for the week."

"Perfect. See you at the house."

"All right."

"Oh. And fuck Angela once for me before you leave there."

Jason laughed. "Will do!"

"Great! See you tonight."

"Bye." Jason hung up the phone.

Now it was Angela's turn to look quizzical. "What was that all about?"

"Well, it seems you're going to have a houseful of people," Jason said, then was grinning wickedly, "and I am to fuck you once more for Eric, before we go home."

Angela looked at Jason, twirled a curl of her red locks, and rubbed her pussy. A slow smile crossed her face.

"Well, I suggest you get to the fucking, master," she said laughingly. "I have a house to prepare!"

********

Eric pulled up into his driveway. He turned off the car, got out, and went around and opened the door for Daly. He then opened the back door for Sherry. They went in to the house together.

"Have a seat in the living room, ladies," Eric said to them. Sherry led Daly towards the couch.

Eric crossed over to the dining room, where he saw Jason sitting at the table. He had just put down his cell phone.

"I just talked with Jennifer," Jason said as Eric came up to him. "She said she'd be here by 7:30. She was planning to come down anyway for the next 8 days. She's now out of classes until the Monday after Thanksgiving."

"Huh. That means she will be here until next Friday," Eric said. "Lucky you."

"Yeah. She also told me to tell you to go ahead and eat. They will catch something on the way down. She also said to expect seven of them for about three days."

"SEVEN?!" Eric exclaimed. "Who else is she bringing?"

"She didn't say," Jason said, "but, knowing Jennifer, we will like them."

"Hmm. That girl has entirely too much confidence in herself."

"I don't hear you complaining, Eric..."

"Nor would I. Do you realize that Angela and I have become closer, thanks to her?"

"Whom are you talking to, my friend?"

"I know, I know. I just still find it amazing is all. You're one lucky man, Jason."

"Thanks."

Eric and Jason shared a special moment together, remembering how Jennifer touched their lives.

Angela came out of the living room, carrying a huge bowl of taco salad. She saw the women in the living room, and the men hugging each other in the dining room.

"Am I missing something?" She asked archly.

Eric and Jason broke the hug. "No. We were remembering Jennifer." Eric said.

Angela put the bowl on the table. "She's coming, right?"

"Yes. She'll be here around 7:30, and told us to eat. She'll catch something on the way down. Oh, we need to pull out three more cots and sleeping bags. We have houseguests."

"Who?"

"Well, Jennifer's group, plus three others, it seems."

"Seven of them? What has she been doing, fucking the cadre?"

Eric laughed as he hugged Angela. Jason smiled and went into the living room.

Sherry saw Jason and immediately went to her knees. "Greetings, master," she said.

"Greetings, bitch." Jason said back, surprised that Sherry started so early in her submissive state. Apparently, she and Eric had a liaison before coming home. "Introduce me to this nice woman."

Daly had a wide-eyed look on her face.

"Master, this is Daly Parker, also known as mistress Daly."

So this was the woman Eric spoke of! "Nice to meet you, Daly. I am Jason Manacek," he said, proffering a hand.

Daly shook it. "Daly Parker. Nice to meet you. Eric tells me you are Jennifer's boyfriend, and that you may be able to help me."

"Well, I can certainly try."

"Sherry here was the one who first recognized this in me."

"I see."

"And Eric suggested this get-together tonight. When will I meet this Jennifer lady?"

"Oh, she'll be here in an hour or so. Relax, and have something to eat. You too, Sherry. Get up. You'll be back on your knees soon anyway. Jerry's coming."

Sherry's eyes lit up and a smile crossed her face as she got up, fingered her collar, and ran to the table.

"Who's Jerry?" Daly asked.

"That's her Master," Jason said.

"I thought she called you master a moment ago."

"Also true."

"I-I'm confused."

Jason laughed. "Trust me. I know how you feel. So was I when I first came to this group. Don't worry. It'll be explained to you when everyone's here. Come. Let's have some of that delicious taco salad Angela prepared."

Daly went with Jason to the table. Over the next hour, the five of them shared stories on how they met. Daly was surprised how often Jennifer's name was mentioned, and how often she was pivotal in the start or deepening of a relationship. What Sherry told her at the office was confirmed, then: This Jennifer woman was a real special person to their group.

Daly's thought carried her back to a few hours ago when she had that wild, violent sex with Eric. She knew he wore bandages on his back, and his girlfriend Angela did not give one dirty look in her direction, but rather looked at her with a kind of fascination. She wondered what kind of people she was getting mixed up with here, and hoped it wasn't another one of those closet B&D groups that had been hounding her ever since her ex-boyfriend broke up with her. She wasn't into the whips and racks that these groups were obviously into. The cuffs, shackles and tie-ups looked fun, but that was it. She didn't see any of that material around here, but she didn't expect it in sight. The only outward show of domination she saw was the collars that both Sherry and Angela wore. She loved the look of them, thin, with the two diamonds, surrounded and separated by 3 rubies, on the front and no visible catch on the back. It was beautiful, in its way, and she knew it was a sign of dominance to their men. She also finally understood that it was dominance to these masters. Jason had alluded to that earlier. She wished she had a man to place one of those on.




Jennifer's College Years Ch. 06



Daly helped Sherry and Angela clean the table. While in the kitchen, she decided to ask Angela for some information on the implications of those collars.

"Angela?" Daly said.

"Yes?"

"Can you explain something to me?"

"Depends. What do you want to know?"

"Well, I see those collars you and Sherry wear, and I know they mean a bond of sorts to your men, but I'm wondering how far that bond goes. I mean, I heard Sherry call Jason 'master', and he told me that Jerry was her 'Master'. I don't get it, completely. I mean, I know that the collars mean a dominance by all these masters here..."

"Hold on, Daly," Angela said. "I can see where this is going. OK. I am Eric's girlfriend. He is also my 'Master'. See how I said it? Now, Jason is also my 'master'. You see how I said that?

"You see, each of the women of our group is mated with one of the masters here, and they are our 'Master', but we are submissive to the others as well, by choice, and so we address them as 'master', as well. We know the difference by stressing the word for the one we are emotionally attached to. It's a game we play, and we don't play it all the time. Tonight we will, because you are in our midst, and Eric informed me on why you're here, and I will strive to help you understand your own feelings as they relate to the rest of us."

Wow! Daly didn't think she would get so complete an answer! Apparently Angela did not see her as a mistress yet, but was willing to help her along the way. She also said it was voluntary, and that raised another question.

"What if someone in your group decides not to 'play the game' anymore? Are they kicked out?"

"Of course not," Angela said. "I said it was all by choice. Just because you don't want to play the game doesn't mean we don't want you in our group. All it means is that you're not required to do anything you don't want to do. We don't force anyone to do anything around here. But I can tell you this: If you hurt any one of us, you will be out of here quicker than shit, and not invited back."

"Have you ever had to do that?" Daly asked.

"Once," Angela said, and had a look on her face that told Daly not to ask further on that subject.

Daly remained quiet while drying the dishes. Then, she heard the door open, and heard multiple voices and greetings. She schooled herself to finish the task at hand.

Out in the living room, Jason was hugging Jennifer. "I'm glad you came down, my sweet," he said to her. "It's been damn lonely this last month without you."

"Well, I have eight days here, lover. You can show me just how 'lonely' you've been! This is gonna be better than our nighttime sex calls. I can't wait to get that monster in me for real!"

Eric was greeting Tommy and Yolanda, and Sherry was swimming in Jerry's arms, kissing his face. Three other people waited outside the door. Eric saw a tall blond woman with a scar on her jaw, a brown haired, blue-eyed muscle man, and a thinner blonde gentleman.

"Com on in!" Eric said. "Jennifer, you want to introduce your friends?"

Jennifer broke from Jason. "Oh, I'm sorry. The lady is Alexandra. Call her Alex. That blue-eyed hunk next to her is her boyfriend Sam, and the blond one is Mark."

Mark stuck out his hand. "Hello. I'm Mark Colton."

Eric shook his hand, and was surprised at how firm his grip was for such a thin man.

"I'm Eric Thomlinson," he said. For some reason, Eric could not shake the feeling that he somehow knew this man.

"I know you!" Alex said. "You were up at the college about a month ago, weren't you?"

"Yes I was," Eric said, turning to her. "You must be the woman Jennifer told me about last week."

"Probably," Alex said sheepishly.

"And that makes you Sam." Eric said to the other gentleman.

"That it would," Sam said, shaking his hand.

"Well, come on in everyone. Have a seat in the living room. Jennifer, throw your things in your room, and get the other ladies, will you?"

"OK," she said.

"I'll help," Jason said, grabbing one of her bags.

"The rest of you can stow your bags in the dining room area," Eric said.

"My things will be stored in Sunflower's room," Jerry said.

Sherry looked at him. "You're not staying at my place?" she said, a little disappointed.

"I am," he said. "The items I am talking about are things that I had that Eric wanted."

"Oh," she said, relieved.

Everyone stored their items and returned to the living room. Eric pulled the chairs out of the dining room and placed them around the front of the couch. He put on some soft music, lit a fire in the fireplace, then sat down. By this time Jennifer and Jason returned with Angela and Daly, the latter carrying wine, cheeses, strawberries, and glasses. They placed these items on the small coffee table between the chairs and the couch, and they sat down.

Daly was amazed at the size of the group. Of the women that she saw, two of them had the same kind of collar that Sherry and Angela wore. She deduced that the short blond with the big tits was Jennifer, for she sat next to Jason, holding his arm possessively. She wondered how this woman could be the catalyst for all these people.

Once everyone was settled and had some refreshments, Eric spoke. "Now that we're all here, Lets start with introductions of the new people. I am sure that Jennifer has filled you in on who we are."

"I have to a certain extent," Jennifer said. "The rest they will have to find out as the evening rolls on."

"Even so," Eric said. "Alex, please start."

"Well," Alexandra said, "My name is Alexandra Rockford, from Chicago. I am a Law student up at the college. I used to be an enemy of Jennifer's until she befriended me and introduced me to Sam here. Oh, I also used to be a strict lesbian. That's all changed now, thanks to her as well."

Daly widened her eyes at this.

Sam chimed in next. "I am Sam Carver, second year law student, and dorm monitor. I too am indebted to Jennifer for introducing me to Alex, in a way. We two are here at her request. She has told us that she wants us to meet, and at some other time come to be a part of this group. I must admit that the idea excites me a lot, but I want to find out more about what I have first before I commit to any group."

"Fair enough," Eric said, "and thank you for your honesty. We value that commodity around here. OK, you next, Daly."

Daly cleared her throat. "Uh, my name is Daly Parker. I run the Music Shoppe over by Eric's office. I am a client of his. He invited me over tonight to help me understand something about myself, with all of your help. He also insisted that I meet you, Jennifer, since you seem to be the central figure of this group. I don't know what else I am supposed to say, other than Eric is a wonderful person, and I am a little nervous right now."

Eric smiled at her, then looked at Jennifer, who smiled to herself, and looked lost in thought. He interpreted that as a good sign, and continued.

"OK, Mark. Your turn."

"Uh, my name's Mark. Mark Colton. I am studying for my MBA right now. I am a friend with Jerry, and he introduced me to Jennifer about three days ago. Um, I want to apologize to Jason, her boyfriend, though, 'cause her and me—she and I..."

"Quite all right, Mark," Jason said. "Nothing to forgive. I'm not jealous. Continue."

Once again, Daly's eyes popped. Had she made it with all these men?

"Well, anyway," Mark continued, relieved, "She found out my secret, and not more than a couple of hours ago she tells me that she can fulfill that dream in me. I mean, she did a good job, and I thought she meant her, but she told me no, that she had another in mind. That's why I am here."

Eric and Jason looked at him, then at each other. Sherry looked at Jennifer, who nodded, giving Sherry the confirmation her look asked for. Daly still looked a little confused at all this.

"Well, now that the introduction are done, let's get down to brass tacks" Eric said. "I called this meeting because we have another dominant in our midst, and that person needs to understand their role. I am talking about Daly. Slaves, HIT THE FLOOR!"

Eric's exclamation startled everyone, on different levels. Jennifer, Angela, Sherry, and Yolanda all got on their knees in front of Eric. With a cry of surprise from Alex, Mark had also got on his knees in front of Eric.

"I see we have a new slave, Eric," Jason said.

"So it would seem," Eric said. "Slut, would you care to explain?"

Daly shot a look of surprise to Eric.

"When I met Mark," Jennifer explained, "I figured him to be a submissive. When Jason called me earlier, I figured that Daly and Mark might get together. You see, master, he is new to his submissiveness, and the Dominatrices at the school were drooling to add him to their stables, but I wanted his learning experience to be a better one. He has felt this way for a while, but had the bullheadedness of his male role models, and thought the man had to be the aggressor. I was able to bring his submissive side out, and I felt that your dominant and my submissive could get together, and learn together. I also felt that the other women of our group would like to be with him, at least once. I'm sure they'll be just as surprised as I was my first time with him."

Eric whistled at her intuitiveness. Daly was shocked at how thorough Jennifer was at scoping out a person, and amazed at how accurate she was at zeroing in at a person's needs, even if she didn't meet them first. She had pegged her need right to a tee. She wanted someone to learn with. She hadn't realized that until she heard it from Jennifer. She was fast coming to understand how this woman could be the centerpiece to this group!

"I see. Thank you, Jennifer. Mark, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, master Eric," Mark said. "I trust Jennifer."

"Don't we all," Jerry said. This elicited a surprised look from everyone.

Jennifer blushed.

"Daly, come over here," Jason said. "Sit by me. Tommy, you too."

Daly and Tommy went over to Jason, and sat down.

"Tommy, call our slaves over," Jason said. "Daly, listen to the timbre of his voice."

Daly listened.

"Jennifer, Yolanda, Mark. To us," Tommy said, in a commanding tone.

Jennifer, Yolanda, and Mark got up and went over to Tommy. When Yolanda knelt again, she removed her top and bra, exposing her large tits. Jennifer followed suit, allowing her tits to jiggle a little for her man.

Jerry appeared next to Tommy. "I am adding my slave to the mix," he said. "She was the first to determine her dominance, so she will be instrumental to her transition, and also she can help her in her dominance of the women. She seems to have a liking for them as well."

"I'm not sure on that, Master Jerry," Daly said, "I mean, sure, I made it with your slave, but it was at the height of passion..."

"Which belies your true nature Mistress Daly," Jerry said. "You are bisexual. Most female dominants are, I've come to find out. Sooner or later, they tend to go to one side or the other, depending on their orientation."

Daly thought on his words.

"Mistress Daly," Tommy said, "When you call your slave, remember to use a commanding voice. They respond to that. You first must make sure that BOTH of you want to play the game. It is sour when cooperation is not there. Remember, this is for both of your satisfactions, and you go only as far as you BOTH are comfortable going to."

"Good advice," Jason said. "Now, Mistress Daly, ask your slave his orientation."

Daly looked down at Mark. She found him gorgeous. "Slave, what is your sexual orientation?"

"I am heterosexual, Mistress," he instantly responded, in a distinctly reverent voice.

Daly felt a thrill go through her and land in her pussy, making her wet. A man responded to her command outside of a purely sexual content! She decided to test it a little further.

"I want you to strip, slave," Daly said to him. "I want you naked in front of all these women."

Mark looked surprised at her, and hesitated. Jerry instantly jumped on that hesitation, and pulled his head back by the hair.

"You are to do what your Mistress tells you, without hesitation. Is that clear, slave?" Jerry snarled.

"Yes, master!" Mark said instantly.

"You see how fast he was to discipline hesitation?" Jason said to Daly.

"Yes," she said, amazed.

"Do not hesitate in the least. Even if it is a game, if they sense your hesitation the slave will—Holy shit!"

Daly looked at Mark when Jason exclaimed, and gasped. So did the other women. Eric, Angela, Alex and Sam also came over, and gasped. Mark was back on his knees. He was sitting back on his heels, and his cock lay on the floor between his legs!

"Mark, how big are you?" Jason asked.

"I am 10 inches flaccid, and just over 13 inches when fully erect, master," he said, a little self-consciously.

Eric whistled. "He's bigger than you, Jason," Eric said in wonder.

"It would seem so," Jason said, also impressed.

Jennifer smiled. "I told you that you'd like it," she said to the women.

"Ooh, I want it first," Angela said, her gaze transfixed on that huge piece of meat.

"Daly?" Eric inquired.

Daly smiled, then looked down at Mark. A wicked thought came to her. "Listen to me carefully, slave. Each girl will take her turn with you, starting with Angela. You will please each of them as best you can. I will be last. Make sure you can last through it all."

"Yes, Mistress," Mark said.

"Good. Now lay on your back."

Mark lay down and spread his legs a little. His cock hung down between his legs and still hit the floor.

"Good God," Daly said, still goggling at the size of his cock. "Now the rest of you slaves are to take care of your master until it is your turn with my slave. I will pleasure Master Eric while you suck Mark's cock, Angela. Make sure it is nice and hard for the next person."

"Yes, mistress," she said.

"You're catching on," Eric whispered to Daly.

"I am awed at his size!" Daly whispered.

Alex was whispering to Sam at that moment. Soon, Sam nodded, and Alex turned to Jason.

"Do you think I could get in the queue?" she asked him

"I don't see why not," Jason said. "Ask Daly."

"It's fine by me," Daly said, "as long as I get to suck your man's cock while you are with Mark."

Alex looked at Sam, who smiled and nodded. "All right," she said to Daly.

Throughout all this time, the women had been stripping, and throwing their clothes on the couch. The men also had been stripping. Soon after, both Daly and Sam were stripped. Yolanda went to Tommy, Jennifer went to Jason, Sherry went to Jerry, Alex went to Sam, Angela went to Mark, and Daly went to Eric.

Angela knelt by Mark's crotch, reached down, and cupped his cock lovingly. "Ooh, this is such a beautiful cock!" She cooed to Mark, stroking the length of his shaft. Mark just grunted.

Angela bent down, and placed the head of his dick in her mouth. She teased the piss hole with her tongue as she stroked the shaft with both of her hands. Mark quickly stiffened from this attention. When he was semi-solid, Angela started to go down the shaft a small ways. She came off his cock and licked and sucked the shaft, then would plunge her head back down his cock until it filled her mouth. Mark was emitting a low moan now.

The other women were imitating Angela's movement with their man, watching what she did, then doing the same thing. All of the men were now moaning at the incredible blowjobs they were getting.

After a few minutes, Angela got off Mark's cock "I am passing you over to our deep throat specialist," Angela said to him. "Jennifer, it's your turn!"

"Goody!" Jennifer said as she gave Jason's cock a goodbye kiss. Jennifer then padded over to Mark, which had now become the center of a circle of people. Angela went to Eric.

"I think you go over to Jason now, mistress" Angela said to Daly.

Daly took Eric's cock out of her mouth with a plop. "OK," she said. She gently nibbled Eric's cock head, which made him jump, and then got up and moved over to Jason.

"She's a hot one, isn't she?" Angela whispered to Eric.

"You have no idea!" he whispered back.

Daly got to Jason, and gasped when she saw his cock. "Jesus! That thing is a monster!" she exclaimed.

"My pride and joy," Jason said. "Hope you can handle it. Take as much as you want without hurting yourself, all right?"

"Thanks," Daly said, still looking dubiously at it.

Jennifer got to Mark, then turned around and straddled his face. "I want you to eat me as I gobble your gorgeous cock," Jennifer said to him. "Tell me, has anyone ever taken your whole cock in their mouth?"

"N-No, never," he stammered, looking at one of the most beautiful pussies he had ever seen.

"Well, get ready for a treat," she said sexily to him as she lowered her pussy onto his mouth.

As she did this, Jennifer heard chairs scrape, and she saw the men lay down, and the ladies positioning themselves as she was on Mark. She smiled a small smile, realizing that they were all playing a Follow-The-Leader type of game, and if all goes the way it should, all the men will get deep-throated. She looked over at Daly, dubiously looking at her man's cock, and laughed inwardly. "I hope Jason gets her ready for THIS monster!" she thought to herself.

Mark's mouth was busily sucking Jennifer's pussy. When his lips nibbled her clit, Jennifer shivered in pleasure, and reminded herself to get to work. She grabbed the monster that was now staring at her. She took a deep breath, and plunged on it.

Her mouth stretched to its breaking point almost instantly. Not only was he long, he was thick as well! She worked up some spit as she licked his cock head, then plunged farther down. She went as far down as to the back of her mouth. Mark groaned in her pussy, and renewed his sucking, making Jennifer purr. Jennifer then backed up so that only his cock head was in her mouth. She grabbed the base of his cock, relaxed her throat, then slowly lowered her head again, easily slipping his cock into her throat. She then swallowed, allowing his cock to go down the right tube. Mark's mouth came off her pussy as his cry of surprise split the air.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed.

The other ten people stopped what they were doing, and gasped in surprise. Jennifer's lips were at the base of his cock. She had taken his entire length!

"How does she do that?" Alexandra asked, amazed.

"I've never been able to figure that one out," Jason said, with pride. "Angela can do it, too."

"Yes, but Jennifer is the champ at it!" Angela called over.

"I don't think I can do that," Daly said, a little intimidated as she watched Jennifer come off his cock, then plunge all the way down again.

"You have to relax your throat, and train your gag reflex, mistress," Angela called over.

"Give it a try with me," Jason said to Daly. "I am built similar to him. If you find you just can't do it, then stop. I'll help."

Daly looked back at Jason. "Thanks, I'll try," she said, and bent down to the task as the other women returned to their duties.

Daly relaxed her throat, blocking out the sighs of pleasure she heard all around her. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and descended on Jason's cock. She straightened her neck as his cock reached the back of her mouth, and felt his cock head slip into her throat. She willed herself not to gag, and stayed there until it went away, she took a ragged breath, and held it again. She then pushed down farther.

Jason grunted. He took his mouth off her pussy. "That's it, Daly!" he said through gritted teeth. "You're doing great!"

Daly preened at the compliment on a sexual skill she thought she would never attain.

After six more times down Mark's wonderfully large cock, and after Mark had thoroughly eaten her pussy, Jennifer got up on wobbly legs.

"OK, Sherry, your turn!" Jennifer said a little shakily, wiping her mouth. Marks cock was now fully hard.