Storiesonline.net ------- The Ultimate Playboy by bluedragon Copyright© 2007 by bluedragon ------- Description: Most stories start off with two people meeting cute, dancing around each other for a little while before falling in love and eventually, finally sharing that love in a physical sense. This is not that kind of story. One dude... LOTS of different women... Codes: MF FF Mult cons mc dru group 1st oral anal creampie teach sch ------- ------- Part 1: Modest Beginnings ------- Chapter 1 For the first teenaged years of my life, I was nothing special. Just your average American male. Height, weight, race, hair color, athletic ability... none of it important. Except for one thing... No, my penis size was fairly normal. Actually, at the time, it was pretty small. You see, that one important thing was that I hit puberty fairly late. Most guys start growing hair on their balls like in Junior High at least. But I was a couple of years behind; and a couple of years behind puts a guy like me pretty darn low on the dating totem pole. I was fine socially, hanging out with friends and chatting with everyone. The only difference was that I was six inches shorter than everyone else. I didn't get picked on that much by bullies. I was just... casually ignored by the fairer sex. Actually, there was one other thing, something that made me very special. But I wouldn't really understand it until I was well into my college years. But that's for later. So as the short, underdeveloped teenager, I learned to lust on my own, without being obvious and without a prayer of getting laid. I appreciated the various feminine beauties around me and looked forward to the spring when the weather dictated a rather abbreviated fashion style. But to be honest, there was no more beautiful creature on this earth than the High School's Biology teacher, Mrs. Robinson. Five feet, eight inches of va-va-voom... Cute elfin face with a hint of foreign exoticism. Intelligent, sassy, brunette, and a set of curves only a grown woman, 10 years older than me, could have. Amazing how young a person can be and still earn advanced Science degrees. "So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson..." I found myself humming most of the days I headed towards her class. On occasion, she caught me staring at her body, a knowing smile on her lips. I dreamed my dreams, but if even the freshman girls were out of my league, then Mrs. Robinson... well... sigh... Fortunately, that Junior year was the year my growth spurt finally hit. I actually had to shave for the first time. My voice got deeper. And girls slowly began to notice me. I still didn't get any dates, mostly due to my own ineptness and lack of confidence. But my life was looking up. Once I found myself engaged in an idle conversation with a beautiful classmate in the hallway. My tongue tied itself in knots the instant the conversation moved away from the classwork and towards the plans for a party this weekend. After thirty seconds of me fumbling around like a near-sighted fool in the dark, she huffed away and joined some friends walking away. But in Biology class, I was the master. Front-row, center. I knew the answer to every question, my voice clear and strong. And I always got the perfect reward in Mrs. Robinson's smiling encouragement and approval. We were halfway done with the second semester when the Biology midterm came up. Mrs. Robinson was holding office hours after school ended on the day before the midterm, and I made definite plans to attend. That particular week had been particularly hectic. Biology wasn't my only midterm that week, and I'd been studying my ass off every night. Consequently, I was a little tired but at the same time a little aroused. The thought of Mrs. Robinson in that short skirt she'd been wearing this spring day was giving me a rise, and I hadn't gotten around to jerking myself off in several days. So I popped into her office hours with 3 other students, joining the round robin of Q&A while ogling every inch of perfection I could see. Mrs. Robinson had been wearing a stylish outfit suitable for a working late twenties professional. The afternoon had been edging towards the hot side and after twenty minutes she stripped down to just a thin blouse. My eyes were bugging out for the next hour, mesmerized by the curves I saw underneath, and the bra strap semi-visible across her back through the translucent material. I did notice that Mrs. Robinson kept glancing at me, her eyes heavy lidded, even as I stared her down. After the first hour there were only two students left, and then fifteen minutes later it was just me. I kept asking questions, forcing my brain to focus and dredge up new material to cover, but my head was swimming in a sea of arousal and hormones being alone in a closed room with her. I noticed we were both sweating; Mrs. Robinson's skin flushed as I watched a bead of sweat trickle down her neck and then run down the deep valley of her cleavage. When the droplet disappeared out of my view, I realized that neither of us had spoken for a good couple of minutes, and I looked up to see a face I had only ever seen in my daydreams. Mrs. Robinson's eyes were a little out of focus, but firmly directed towards me. Her lips were pursed and open, a visible pant emerging every few seconds. Her skin looked to be on fire, and then before I realized it, those lips were pressed against mine, and she was kissing me ferociously. All I could do was kiss back, every fiber of my being rejoicing in this moment, instinct and lust taking control over my body and then I had enfolded her up in my arms. I stood up, finally taller than her, my tongue parting those lips to explore into her mouth. I must have died and gone to heaven. Or at least, fallen asleep and started dreaming. But oh what a happy dream. We kept kissing and kissing and then her hands went to her blouse, yanking it over her head before reaching back to snap her bra. When it came loose, my jaw dropped to the floor as those perfectly round orbs came into unobstructed view, capped by erect and perky nipples. I had to taste them, and so I found my face buried between her breasts even as her delicate hands ducked to find the clasp of my jeans. Mrs. Robinson got them open, shoving my jeans to my knees, my erection tenting my boxers and my face against her chest. That was the position the Principal found us in when he opened the door. ------- So, it hadn't been a dream. I sat alone in my early 90s Toyota, bored to tears, staring at the taillights of the car in front of me. Imagine a teenaged high schooler stuck in rush hour traffic. But this was still the fastest way of getting to my new high school across town. I'd never even had the chance to see Mrs. Robinson after that day. She'd been fired and I was expelled immediately. I missed the rest of the semester. And Mrs. Robinson had moved to another town I heard. I never understood why she kissed me, and I expected that I never would. I just filed it away in my brain as an unexplained event in my life. Maybe it would all make sense when I got older. Fortunately my mom had talked the District Superintendent into letting me attend another High School to at least graduate. So I had to put up with a thirty-minute commute every day, wasting my summer vacation on make-up classes and then loading up with a killer course load for my Senior year. Throughout the summer I was just the anonymous new kid. And my mom had me grounded for the entire summer so my only real human contact was with my parents. Sometimes being an only child can really suck. Within the first week of my Senior year at my new school, however, I found myself in the middle of way more human attention than I had ever desired. Word had apparently gotten out that I was a new guy by expulsion, as opposed to the typical new guy by relocation. This of course had everyone initially curious as to the reason I got expelled. Then this of course led to the rumor from a friend of a friend: the new guy got caught getting frisky with his Biology teacher. The story of course got multiplied with every telling. First I seduced her. Then we'd actually had sex. Then we were caught WHILE having sex. Etc, etc. I tried to ignore most of it, deflecting away the questions as much as possible and just try to graduate, then get the hell out of the state, and move on with my life. I started to get good at the verbal dismissal after a few days of guys trying to get me to brag about my conquest. But then I found a questioner I wasn't so quick to dismiss. She had bright green eyes, a pretty face, red-blonde hair, and was STACKED. And so with big boobs pressed against my chest and minted breath in my face, Red asked me if the stories were true. I found that confidence in my words came easily when I believed in them. So with a clear voice and sharp eyes, I told her that the stories were indeed true. Red smiled, flashing brilliant white teeth, and then half turned away. "I'll have to see it for myself before I really believe it." Then she turned and continued down the hallway. I stared down at such a tight ass and tiny waist as only a teenaged girl could possess, I found my hormones roaring once again, like superheated flames shooting out of my eyes and bullseying onto the round globes of her butt. She turned around once, her eyes darting up and down as if to evaluate me again for the first time, before she turned and half fled away. That night, for the first time in many months, my dreams were not filled with visions of Mrs. Robinson. I had a new playmate. The next day I was getting my books out of my locker at the end of our lunch break when I felt a hand slip into the back pocket of my jeans, palm curving around my butt. I looked to the side to see a flash of red hair, but then she was already pulling me away down the halls. A minute later the bells rang signifying that I was late for class. When the hallways were completely empty, Red pulled me deeper into the school towards a wing of smaller classrooms. We came to a door labeled 'Maintenance', and she pulled the door then tugged me inside. If I wasn't sure what was going on before, I felt pretty sure when Red shoved her tongue down my throat. Already her hands were in my lap, stroking and fiddling with the clasp, and then she dropped to her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers with her and leaving my erection open to the naked air for the first time in the presence of another person. It didn't stay in the naked air for very long as Red took me into her mouth, bathing me with her tongue. My eyes rolled back into my head and I slumped against the wall as I experienced my first blowjob. My hormones were exploding out of my brain and soon the enclosed little space was filled with the smell of sex and pheromones. Red paused for just a moment, looking up into my eyes and then back down at my waving dick, shining wet from her saliva. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered to herself. But then her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned as she took my cock back into her mouth. After only a couple more minutes, Red stood up, then slipped her skirt to the floor and stepped out of it. She turned around, leaned against a cleaning supplies closet, and finally shoved her bare ass back at me. I took a quick look around at our surroundings. Not the place I expected to lose my virginity, not with a girl I'd only met the previous day and didn't even know her name. But I was an eighteen-year old male and I wasn't going to pass this up. So I stepped up into position, one hand on her ass and the other on my shaft to make sure it got where it was headed, and then began to spear my way inside of my very first pussy. Oh, I was in HEAVEN. Red let out a low moan. And then the sounds never stopped coming out of her mouth for the next ten minutes as I pulled back and then slammed my way back in, my pelvis slapping against her tight cheeks. I was very glad that this wing was always less crowded than most in the school. It was far less likely anyone would overhear and come to catch us. Over the next few minutes, trying to balance maintaining my rhythm while exploring uncharted territory, I managed to work her shirt up to her chin and unsnap the bra so that it hung loosely around her neck, my paws groping her firm tits. After a few minutes, she came in a rush, sounding a guttural scream that rattled the metal shelves in this little space, followed only a moment later by my own eruption within her velvet walls. It poured and poured out of me, until at last she slumped down to the floor, leaking my juices between her legs, panting as she tried to catch her breath. She turned to look at me, still dazed, flushed with our exertion. I just gazed down at her, my first conquest, the fire in my loins momentarily under control but far from quenched. My gaze swept across her perfect ass and the flat, muscled cheerleader belly up to the lower curve of her breasts, still visible. I already felt liquid lust burning again in my veins and steaming off of my skin. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Ashley," came the husky reply. "Ashley, I'm not done with you yet." She half-smiled, half screamed with fear as I swept her up into my arms, planting her back against the supply closet, spreading her legs. She showed off her flexibility by lifting one leg high into the air as I lowered my hips under her and then thrust upwards to spear my newfound erection into her still juicy slit. We grinded against each other, banging against the metal as I lifted her shirt up with my teeth before burying my face into her bosom. We kept fucking for a good bit longer that time, finally ending up with me sitting on the floor as Ashley rode in my lap until she'd found two more orgasms and I'd added a second load of my spunk to the cocktail inside her pussy. We cleaned up as best we could. Good thing there were plenty of paper towels in that closet. Then we snuck out to before this class period ended. ------- The first semester of my senior year went by in a blur. I studied enough to get by. I integrated myself into a new circle of friends (my relationship with Ashley exceedingly helpful in that regard). And I got laid as often as possible, which unfortunately, was still not enough. Despite my initial impressions, Ashley was far from being a slut. I was only her second lover, and that previous one had been over six months before me. And despite us settling into a comfortable and flirty dating-relationship, I still had to beg and cajole for every square inch of her body I got. We had to sneak around both of our parents, screwing in my car or other student hideaways. Only that first time, within days of meeting her, did I ever get laid quite so easily. I didn't know why she was so assertive that day, but I wasn't one to complain about my good fortune. This situation was not helped by the fact that Ashley had several very hot friends. Becky, in particular, had caught my eye less than a week after Ashley and I had hooked up. While she didn't have the curves Ashley possessed, Becky still had a very cute face and an incredibly toned body. On top of her dark brown eyes, accented with an alluring dark eyeshadow, and light brown hair always in a ponytail, Becky exuded athletic confidence with every step, and had an aggressive flirtiness that quickly won me over. I never really thought about cheating or anything, but sometimes, when a group of us were out, I found myself idly staring at Becky. Inevitably, she would somehow sense my gaze, then turn and look at me through heavy-lidded eyes, her mouth ever so slightly agape in a soft, arousing pant. And just when my blood reached boiling point, and I felt about ready to assault her, she would shake her head, blink her eyes, and then be the same old tomboyish-flirty Becky. By semester's end, I think Ashley was starting to realize her boyfriend's mind was drifting away towards potentially greener pastures. It was during Finals Week, a period of intense stress, that she decided to reinvigorate our relationship and let loose a little steam from both of us. Becky and I were in American History together, and we had been studying together for most of the semester. We had just finished the Final, and were trudging through the hallways when we ran into Ashley and the rest of her crew. Ashley kissed me hello, and then wrapped her arm around me, tugging me away from the crowd. I thanked Becky for her help that semester (History not being my strong point), and she winked at me a flirty "my pleasure." One of Ashley's girl friends reminded her that Ashley's own Final started in less than twenty minutes. She nodded, and then continued to pull me deeper into the bowels of the school, until I realized our destination. With Finals in full swing, the only classrooms used were the large lecture halls that could accommodate a few hundred students. The wing with the smaller classrooms, and our Maintenance closet, would be completely empty. Not once, but twice, I thought I heard footsteps behind us, but when I turned I saw nothing, and then Ashley was tugging me forward in more of a hurry. The instant we clambered inside and got the door closed Ashley sat me down on a workbench and started tugging my jeans down. Once she extracted my tool, she simply lifted her skirt and just shoved her panties to the side, straddling my lap and sinking me into her in one go. She moaned happily, and then started to bounce in my lap. "Hurry up and come. I've gotta get to my test soon..." Ashley had the foresight to lift up her shirt and bra cups out of the way, baring her fabulous bosom to my gaze, assuming (correctly) that the sight of them would rocket me off towards eruption much more quickly. We fucked hard and we fucked fast, my hands on her hips, jackhammering her until her boobs gyrated up and down enticingly. Her legs were crossed behind my back, squeezing with every pull to grind her clit into my pelvis. Within five minutes, she clutched my neck and squealed out her climax. I grunted at her and she dismounted me quickly, just managing to stuff my meat into her mouth before I came, spraying the inside of her mouth with my juices as she swallowed for all she was worth. Once I was done, Ashley sat back on her heels, letting out a sigh of satisfaction. Then, checking her watch, she fixed her clothes back into place, gave me a peck on the cheek, and then bolted out of the door to rush off to her Final. I leaned back against the wall, a smug satisfaction on my face. That was a great way to let out some Finals stress. I was still slumped back, basking in my own post-coital afterglow when the Maintenance door opened once again. I felt a momentary panic flood my brain, half-expecting a grizzled, mean janitor. But when Becky's cute face popped into view, I felt a wash of relief. "Done already? Ashley talks about you like you're a marathon man..." "Hey, I could go on forever if you needed me to," I retorted, instantly defending my manhood. Then I realized the rather improper discussion we were having. "Really?" Becky's grin was feral, a gleam in her eyes. She stepped inside and closed the door, and before I could get another word out she had lifted her shirt up and off of her head, tossing it into a corner of the little closet. She was already reaching back to unsnap the bra. "Uh... Becky?" I stammered, natural uncomfortability and trepidation swelling up momentarily. But then I felt the wave of lust fighting back as my teenaged hormones surged into overdrive at the sight of a fresh pair of firm, succulent tits. "Mmm hmm?" Her shorts were next, kicking them and her panties off, leaving her wearing nothing but her tennis shoes. Despite my conscience, I felt the blood returning to my lower extremities and rapidly filling my other head. "Should we be doing this?" "Probably not. But then, after that test, going on forever sounds like a fantastic way to unwind." She pivoted and bent forward at the waist, leaning against the wall and pointing her perfectly toned, athletic, tight ass back at me. I watched her dip a hand to her already moist pussy and begin stroking herself. "You DID say you could go on forever if I needed you to." And then without further ado I stepped up behind her, guiding my head to her moist folds and then began pressing my way inside of her. I only got a couple of inches in, she was so tight. But with Becky still rubbing herself and persistent pressure on my part, I managed to sink my entire length into her pussy after a minute. Becky's head hung down, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she soaked in all of the sensations. And when I pulled back before thrusting forwards into her once again, her face scrunched up and she cried out a little as if bewildered at the feelings coursing through her body. I pulled back again, and then thrust in, my hands on her hips, then slowly built up until we had a slow rhythm going, with an incredible friction as her pussy squeezed my shaft like a vise. Becky was too absorbed in the feeling to actively respond to anything, so I kept up the pace and then moved my fingers around to practice some of the pussy manipulation Ashley had taught me. Becky's body went rigidly still the instant my fingers began cradling her clit, little bursts of lightning shooting up her spine with my every motion as she began twitching uncontrollably, until with my rod stretching her nether lips and my fingers playing her like a well-tuned instrument she screamed and came, coating her own insides with a brand new layer of girlcum. She thrust her hips back at me for a few moments, reveling in the aftershocks and desperate to get as much friction against my tool as possible while her nerve endings were still on fire. "Dammit... If I knew sex could be this good I wouldn't have wasted my virginity on that stupid jock!" And she continued to pump herself back at me, a silly grin on her face. I simply felt my dick get even harder and bigger, along with my ego, at the thought of being considered a "good" lover. But then it got to Diamond hardness when Becky spoke her next words. "Mmm... I still have one virginity left. Take my ass!" I stopped thrusting, my brain momentarily in vapor-lock at this thought. Becky took this as a sign of my acceptance, leaning forwards off of me, our bodies momentarily connected by a sticky strand of girlcum before she reached back, positioning my hardness at the puckered entrance to her anus. I had never had such an opportunity with Ashley, and so with my brain reasserting itself, I guided my cum-soaked rod forwards, pressing hard until the head popped through her outer ring, and then leaned in until the shaft began its slow descent into Becky's bowels. Becky gasped when I popped through, and with a wicked gleam in her eye and gritted teeth, she forced her way back onto me until I was balls deep in her ass. I reached forward, palming her swollen tits and grabbing roughly at her nipples, yanking her back and forth while I fucked her like an animal possessed. I had much longer to go in order to accomplish 'forever', but despite my boast, there was no way I was going to hang on for very long inside the inferno of Becky's tight version of hell. And so less than twenty minutes from the time Ashley had swallowed my cum, I found myself geysering my latest load into the depths of Becky's perfect ass. ------- Once first semester had finished, Ashley had to leave with her parents on a skiing vacation for the entire winter holiday. So I bid my girlfriend goodbye for two weeks. Then Becky and I jumped each other's bones at every opportunity. After all, we had a two week school vacation, but our parents still had to work during the day. I continued seeing both girls for the first month after school resumed. Ashley was my very public girlfriend. She was sweet and sexy and totally unaware of my covert liaisons with her friend. At least, she was unaware for a while until she decided to pay me an unexpected visit while I had Becky in my bed. And so Ashley broke up with me. She wasn't much happier with Becky... but life goes on. We were graduating Seniors anyways. The high school politics worked themselves out in a week. So then Becky was my very public girlfriend... ... at least for two months. Then I got loaded at a weekend party, and Ashley seduced me in one of the bedrooms. Word spread at school, and Becky broke up with me. More politics, and the next thing I know, Becky and Ashley are great friends again... and I'm single. Oh man... High School was stupid. ------- Chapter 2 My, oh my... College made up for it. Well, college women made up for it. School was the usual torture test. You could only try to endure classes. Lecturers were boring. People asked stupid questions to slow things down. Really, is there anything more pathetic than a Freshman Chemistry class? At least I had Daniela to look at. She was a transfer student from somewhere in Eastern Europe. Geography was not my strong point. Ah, Daniela. Tall, fit, and gorgeous. Sleek blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a sexy accent. Slender in all the right places like a Russian tennis star, but bodaciously curvy in all the best places. And she usually sat just across the aisle from me. I had a hard time focusing on the teacher. She often noticed me staring, and we chatted occasionally. She was very careful not to lead me on or overly flirt with me. But sometimes when I'd stare at her in class, I noticed that she noticed, and her breath would start getting heavy, her skin would get flushed. I'd like to think I was having some sort of effect on her. But ultimately, I was just happy she knew my name. And Daniela wasn't even the only girl to catch my attention. I was surrounded by a school full of hot co-eds, and for the weirdest reason, many of them loved to flirt with me. I'd flirt back, and they would typically make very suggestive comments. But it was Daniela who really had my attention. Unfortunately, Daniela wasn't one of those girls blatantly offering me sex, however much I wanted her. So I'd resigned myself to worshiping her from a distance. As luck would have it, Daniela wasn't much of a chemistry student. Less than a month into school, the professor pulled both of us aside into his office. In short, I was cruising through the class and the professor recommended that Daniela study with me. Nothing like formal tutoring, just a study partner. Daniela happily agreed, and when she smiled at me, there was no way I could say "no." Oh, yeah. College was going to be awesome. ------- I knocked on the door to Brown 106, which was Daniela's sophomore class dorm suite, and Carmen answered with a big smile on her face. Carmen was one of Daniela's roommates; we'd met at lunch one time in the cafeteria along with the third roommate, Evie. Carmen was short and she was sexy, a little Latina fireball. Carmen's dark hair was streaked and her eyes bright and golden. She leaned against the doorframe giving me a sexy grin, crossing her arms beneath her bosom to press her boobs up and together for me. She was dressed in her usual brief attire and flirtatiously gave me a long peek down the front of her blouse as she backed up to let me in. I observed that she had a very nice rack packed into her compact bod. I got situated on the couch and started to unpack my books. Carmen came around and sat down right next to me. She glanced over to the hallway, where Daniela's door was still closed. "Daniela!!!" she yelled. We both heard a muffled bump, like someone had hit their head against the desk or something. I then heard what sounded like a "hold on". "Ah, Daniela's going to be a little bit." Carmen explained. "I'll bet she's studying hard in there," I commented with a little smile. Carmen laughed. "Riiight. Actually, I think she's practicing her Chemistry." "Practicing?" I wondered aloud. As if on cue, Daniela's door opened, and Evie came through the doorway, wrapped in a bathrobe and looking a little bit flushed in the face. She was the brunette American version of Daniela, same kind of bodacious body and almost as pretty. When Evie noticed me, she gave a little smile and then wordlessly fled into her own room. Daniela came out a minute later, dressed in loose house clothing. The baggy shirt covered up her skin, but from the bounce I could tell that Daniela did not have a bra on underneath. "I am sorry. I forgot the time." I can't say enough about Daniela's accent. Even such an innocent phrase set my hormones on fire, and I did my best to temper the lust roaring inside of me. We all sat around a little awkwardly while Daniela unpacked her books. Carmen was glancing at me with a funny look, while Daniela kept furtively flickering her gaze over to Evie's door. I could feel the heat rising in the room, as if the girls were getting as aroused as I felt. I finally decided to break the silence, and the awkward questions. "So, Daniela, what WERE you doing in there?" I put a little flirty innuendo into my voice. Daniela blushed a deep crimson, and then glanced at Evie's door again. "I mean, Carmen here said you were practicing your Chemistry with Evie." Daniela blushed again, and looked in a panic at Carmen, glaring at her roommate rather angrily. Carmen got defensive, then muttered. "Well, you were." She then turned to me. "This hot chica is into other girls. Daniela and Evie are lesbian. I think you interrupted a little tryst." "Please then, don't let me get in the way," I stated. The images flooding my brain were overwhelming, and my horniness was skyrocketing at the view. Chemistry classwork was the last thing on my mind now. "I know how pissed off a girl can get when she's left hanging like that. So go ahead, I'm cool with it. I'll wait 'til you two are done." Daniela paused for a moment, torn between her current levels of arousal and her embarrassment. I wanted to come across as open-minded and non-judgmental. But I also would love to be just outside the door and listening to two fantastically hot babes going at it with each other. At last she just got up and went to Evie's room, opening the door and going straight for her girlfriend. She left the door open, and from my vantage point I could see her lean in to kiss Evie wetly on the lips, and start to pull the bathrobe off of her girlfriend. My breath caught when I realized I was staring at Evie's naked round tits and shaved pussy, and that they had no intention of bothering to close the door. Carmen realized that I could see, and moved over on the couch to catch a glimpse for her own. Her skin was red-hot to the touch, and she instinctively leaned against me as we watched the two girls stripping each other and then move onto Evie's bed to kiss and caress. "They've never left the door open before," Carmen mumbled. "I get so horny listening them to go at it, but I never got to watch before." I could feel how horny Carmen was getting, rubbing her petite body back against my chest reflexively. The arousal levels in the room built up and up while we watched, until you could palpably feel the pressure against your skin. And then Carmen's hand was in my crotch, experimentally feeling out along my hardness trapped in my pants. I knew in that moment that there had to be a god or some higher being up there, someone looking out for me. How else could you explain three gorgeous women getting so horny and sexual with a stranger they barely knew? Carmen and I just watched in silence, listening to breathy "oohs" and moans as Daniela and Evie moved into a hot sixty-nine, Daniela's heavy breasts hanging down and swinging pendulously for my viewing pleasure. This hot blonde and brunette tongue-thrashed each other, and as I looked closer, I realized with excitement that both girls were bare-shaved. Easier on the tongue that way. Carmen was playing with herself, and when I reached my hands around to begin caressing Carmen's body, I met no resistance and found myself getting bolder. My hands slipped underneath Carmen's tiny V-neck, and I started rubbing at a firm tit. I only squeezed a hard nipple once before Carmen was suddenly moving, slipping her shorts and panties to her ankles, and then opening my pants to let my erection out into the open air. She got me free then pointed my rocket to the sky before clambering into my lap, facing away, then lowering herself into my lap to let me spear up into her tight pussy. I was getting hot and sweaty while we slowly screwed each other, and I ripped my shirt off before lifting Carmen's shirt up to her neck, and then snapped the bra so I could fully palm her tits. I chuckled a little at the urgency of our situation. Except for my shirt, Carmen and I both had all our clothes still attached to ankles and shoulders; they were just roughly pushed to the side so we could get to the fucking. Carmen was still grinding her hips in my lap while we caressed each other. However, our eyes were fully locked on the lesbian show before us. When the moans and whimpers in the other room reached a fever pitch and finally crested over into orgasm, Carmen let out a little moan of her own and came in my lap. Carmen's body was still trembling when Evie and Daniela, still nude, came back to the living room to check in on us. They watched, enraptured, as Carmen was now flinging her small body onto my pole over and over again, with increasing force and speed. I jacked Carmen's light body onto me very quickly, and found myself spacing out as I ogled over Evie and Daniela's beautiful naked bodies. In the end, it was that sight that set me off. I started grunting, and Carmen moaned, "Oh, yeah. Cum in me! I want to feel you spurting into me!" Eager to please, I let loose and coated Carmen's insides with my jizz. The instant she felt the first splash she climaxed again, and we vibrated together in our simultaneous orgasm. I came so hard I was sure her tonsils were going to feel it, my balls pulsing as I emptied shot after shot into the little imp in my lap. Carmen was cursing at me in barely coherent Spanish the whole time. Evie's eyes were wide as she watched us cumming. Even after we were done, her eyes were still fixated on where my rod was splitting Carmen in half. "Wow..." she murmured in amazement. Carmen just smiled back, reveling in the afterglow. Her eyes were slits, and her voice got husky when she asked, "Want a taste?" Evie nodded, her eyes never leaving Carmen's crotch. So Carmen dismounted me and sat on the couch a few feet away, keeping her inner muscles tight to prevent any of our precious fluids from escaping. But then as Evie got to her knees, she relaxed and guided Evie's head between her legs to let Evie begin to lap at our mingled juices and taste her nether lips. "Oh, damn," Carmen exclaimed as new pleasures hit her mind. "Three months of living with you two and I finally get a hot babe to go down on me." That left Daniela to sidle up next to me, rubbing her bounteous tits against my arm and let one hand drift down to experimentally poke at my pecker. "That looked like fun." "It is," I whispered back to her. I was momentarily satisfied, but my arousal had not abated. "Want to try it?" "Mmm, I have not done that in years." Her soft hand was petting it, and obediently my tool began twitching back to life. "Well, I would be happy to reintroduce you." I smiled, and then leaned over to kiss her. Daniela's lips were spicy and exotic. We're all the same humans, but somehow she tasted so differently from American girls. My lips were soft, but forceful. I had to show her that guys could still be better kissers. Daniela was really starting to get into my kiss, and she started whimpering into my mouth as my hands began to rove her naked body. I cupped her perfect tits in my hands and squeezed her tight ass. She pulled back just long enough to gasp, "I can't believe I'm doing this! It's so strange, but I feel soooo aroused when I'm around you. I can't help myself." I didn't want to ruin my momentum by responding. Instead I just moved forward to capture her lips with mine again. We kissed and caressed urgently. Once I was ready, I lifted her into my lap until she was straddling me, and then reached down to guide my erection into Daniela's warm folds. She started to turn away, closing her eyes to concentrate as I began to penetrate her, but I held tightly to her and kept my tongue planted in her mouth as I suddenly bucked up and speared her in one thrust. Daniela screamed into my mouth at my invasion, then threw her head back and squeezed her eyes tightly as she felt the full penetration. But then I was already bucking into her body and Daniela's scream quickly devolved into a series of uncontrollable moans of ecstasy. She had been trying to ease her way into sex the way a person slowly dips into a cold swimming pool. But you get so much more of rush just cannonballing your way in, and I intended to give her a rush she would never recover from. I was jackhammering Daniela's body in my lap, and she rapidly tripped off into a quick orgasm. Carmen's eyes glittered as she watched us, and Evie turned her head away from slurping up our combined fluids in Carmen's crotch to see what was going on. Once Daniela came down from that first high, I flipped her over onto her back against the couch and then impaled her on my shaft again as I thrust forward and returned into her tight cavity. Daniela's tits were wobbling enticingly with every push and I kept one thumb furiously rubbing at her clit as my cock sawed in and out of her. Carmen screamed out her delight as Evie brought her to a new climax, then she raised Evie up to taste the honey wetness on her girl friend's lips. I was in heaven watching all the wonderful flesh around me. After Daniela shrieked her way to a second orgasm, I let go of my irongrip control and began to speed down the road to ignition. I got a grip on her hips, ready to pull out at just the right moment. She had been a lesbian after all. Daniela watched my eyes light up, and called to me, "I want you to cum inside me." My eyes bugged out, but then she said, "I'm safe. It keeps me regular." I grinned at my good fortune, and then gave myself over to the feelings. Daniela moaned in happy anticipation, directing her focus down to the sensations in her hips. Three thrusts later I slammed my hips forward one last time and held myself as deeply as I could go, and then my cannon exploded right at the entrance to her womb. Daniela's eyes sparkled as my cum splashed and roiled around inside of her, the perfect picture of wide-eyed wonderment at these strange sensations. "Oh, that feels fantastic..." she sighed, happily. Evie was right next to us then, watching my hips bucking and especially focused on the pleasurable effects I was having on Daniela. When I pulled out and sank heavily into the couch, Evie just crawled on top of Daniela's heaving body and began Frenching her madly, grinding her own bare pussy against Daniela's sloppy one and pressing her boobs into Daniela's chest. I sat back, catching my breath to enjoy watching the show. Carmen felt left out for a moment, and then decided to inject herself between her two roommates. She moved Evie's hips off to the side, and then planted her face in Daniela's crotch and noisily started slurping out my semen. As tired as I felt, watching three hot babes lesbian groping and kissing each other was getting a new rise out of me. Presently, Daniela noticed my staff coming back up to attention and paused from her liplock on Evie. "Do you want to try?" she asked Evie, nodding at me. Evie turned around, suddenly nervous for a moment. She watched my baton wave in the air a bit, screwing up her face trying to decide what to do. At last, she mumbled a breathy, "yes..." and then got up off of Daniela. She looked at me, then back to her girlfriend. "Come with me?" "Of course. I'm sure Carmen would love to keep me company." Evie stepped over my body, her beautiful tits hanging wonderfully in my face, still coated with bits of wetness from Daniela's tongue. She took my hand in hers. "I want my first man to be in a proper bed." I let Evie lead me from the couch and back to her bedroom, simultaneously honored and excited to be her first. We lay onto the bed and kissed tenderly, while Daniela sat down in a comfy chair nearby to the bed. Carmen just climbed into Daniela's lap and began to rub her tits into Daniela's bosom, while lowering her head to nibble at her new lover's neck. My hands roved over Evie's body, taking care to stay smooth and caressing, I didn't want to frighten her. I positioned my new erection at the third set of wet nether lips I would possess tonight, and gently began to lean in. Evie went stiff as the head popped through, and I stayed right there to let her get adjusted. Once she relaxed, I let gravity take over as the folds slowly parted and my rod sank more deeply into her. "Omigod. I'll feel so full," Evie whimpered. I let my arms sink into the bed underneath her shoulders, kissing her again as I backed myself out before slowly pumping back in again. Evie had a sharp intake of breath as I did this, followed by a light giggle and a happy sigh. "This feels pretty good, actually." I just smiled and kept on going. Gradually, we picked up the pace, going faster and harder until Evie was bucking her hips at me to capture more of my meat with every thrust, and I was pistoning in and out of her like a well-oiled machine. She became much more vocal as we kept fucking, my rod carving her out in ways only rubber toys had ever done before, and with a lot more force this time around. "Oh, fuck me! I'm fucking. I'm being fucked! Fuck me!" Evie was calling out, half in disbelief. I kept pumping until her wails started blending into each other incoherently, and she was just moaning constantly without words. I could hear her speeding up and getting higher and higher in pitch until amidst one of my really fast poundings she suddenly went deathly quiet for five seconds. And then Evie blew. A shriek, so loud I was sure I'd have hearing problems for hours, detonated in my ear. Her pussy was suddenly juicing out of control and her whole body shaking so the wooden bed started creaking. I was fucking inside of a hurricane and the pressure on my dick was so intense that I knew I was about to lose control. I pulled out just barely in time and then blew my wad all at once in a single gigantic orgasm that sprayed my cum all over Evie's upper body and face. The milky white jizz was splattered everywhere, coating her entire face, neck, and tits. And she was still trembling uncontrollably in the aftershocks of her climax. It was one of the most intense orgasms of both our lives. Carmen and Daniela were just gaping at us. We were both covered in sweat, and Evie leaned up to kiss me with a newfound aggressiveness. "We are soooo doing that again." ------- My trysts with the three babes of Brown 106 continued throughout the year. But that's all they ever were: trysts. No romantic relationships, I was just the guy they kept around for booty calls. Now it's not that I minded, really. Most guys would kill for this kind of no-strings-attached fucking. But I'd gotten used to having an Ashley or a Becky by my side: to have a date on Friday nights, to have someone I could reliably depend on, or even if I wanted to talk to someone. Girls were good for that. My male friends just wanted to video game or play ball. One night, I found myself plugging away at Daniela doggy-style while she ate out Evie's wet pussy. Carmen was studying in the library, leaving our threesome for a few hours of stress-free playtime. Evie was just crying out her orgasm, and I could feel my balls approaching their climax when a sudden pang of loneliness hit me. It was such a strange sensation, and incredibly, I felt myself starting to soften. Here I was, screwing one of the most gorgeous women I'd ever met, watching her lesbian munching on another beautiful girl, and I was losing my erection. I found myself mentally checking out, and I stopped thrusting. Daniela misread my intentions and she slipped off of me, turned around and stuck my dick into her mouth. She was still very new to blowjobs, but she was an eager student and was quickly becoming proficient. When it became clear that I was not as close to shooting off as she'd originally anticipated, she motioned to Evie and soon the both of them were dually licking, sucking, and stroking me, and together they had my rod twitching and swelling of its own accord. No matter what my mental state, the pressure was building and building inside of me until finally, my cannon twitched a final time and then blew, exploding in both of their faces as they took turns milking out each spurt towards their open mouths. I let my head loll back in relief as the pressure in my mind went slack, and I resigned myself to let Evie slurp my other head into her mouth and drink down all my remaining fluids. Once I was done, I just lay back across the bed and stared at the ceiling while Daniela and Evie kissed each other wetly. Then Evie noticed me first. "What's wrong? Didn't you enjoy that?" Putting my most reassuring smile on my face, I replied, "Oh, of course. That was fantastic, really, from both of you." "Then what is it?" Daniela cuddled in behind Evie, their naked bodies pressed against each other while they both looked at me. "Oddly enough, I think I'm lonely. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy being here. But I realize that you two are a strong couple. I can see the love from here. I guess I wish I had that as well." They looked at each other for a moment. Then Daniela spoke up. "What about Carmen? She's not seeing anyone." For a few minutes, Daniela and Evie were all excited about the possible match- making, but when Carmen came home and the question was asked, she said flatly, "No." Nothing personal, I just wasn't her type. Great in the sack, but not the kind of guy to bring home to mom and dad. For the rest of the year, I played the field. I went to social events, the local college bars that didn't check I.D., even picked up girls at the library. Some of the time, I just wasn't interested. Usually, if I was interested, I got laid. And the frequency with which I was able to meet new women was quickly earning me a reputation at the school. I was the Ultimate Playboy. I was the quirky freshman who at first glance didn't look like a stud. But women were physically attracted to me for some unknown reason, and I never left a girl sexually unsatisfied. But I never had a long-term relationship. I was the idiot savant, a talented sex machine but incapable of getting a girl to romance. ------- Despite my string of hookups and one-night stands, I always had the girls of Brown 106 to come back to. Many times I passed over a girl throwing herself at me because I just wasn't that into her, and I would rather go back to the dorm and find at least one of my harem waiting for me. But we had a shallow relationship built only on sex, and when the year ended for summer break, so did our arrangement. I was moving on. I went home for the summer, bringing all my dirty laundry and eager for my mom's cooking. While at home, I seduced a number of hot girls I knew from high school, as well as several townies. All of them were brief summer affairs, none lasting more than a week. I even hooked up with Becky for old time's sake when we met up at a restaurant. But then it was time to head back to school. ------- Chapter 3 Returning to campus and looking around at all the pretty girls, many of them freshman and virginal, I thought about how I could really get used to this playboy lifestyle. I still didn't know what it was about me that attracted these kind of women, but I wasn't about to question my charmed life. I could just kick back, date around, and get laid as often as possible. That whole attitude got spun on its head when I walked into the Bio building to start my second year. I was one of the first to arrive back on campus for the fall session. There were still a few summer schoolers around, and the new freshman for their Orientation week, but the academic area was fairly deserted. Bored, I decided to go for a walk. I was cruising by the Biochem lab when a familiar face flashed in the corner of my eye. I stopped dead in my tracks two steps past the door, my jaw on the floor. It couldn't be. I took two steps backwards, not even bothering to turn around, then peeked through the doorway. "So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson..." I hummed automatically. My old High School teacher, the woman of my boyhood fantasies, was standing not twenty-feet away from me. Her dark hair was pulled into a neat bun, delicate and impossibly stylish lab glasses perched on her dainty nose, and a short skirt underneath the white lab coat. I was in total shock. She didn't see me, but instead was concentrating on some complicated experiment that focused on a series of beakers filled with a strange translucent liquid. She would mix up some complicated chemical cocktail, then add a few droplets to the liquid to see if anything would happen. She had a lab assistant always hovering nearby, a skinny girl with light brown hair in a ponytail who seemed perfectly at home amidst all the lab equipment. "Gabrielle, would you please set samples 1 through 4 over on the next table?" "Sure thing Doctor Robinson." I must have been standing there for five minutes just watching them work, apparently without any positive results. Gabrielle was very efficient, and would glow whenever Mrs. Robinson would praise her. Even I could see the signs of idol worship. At first I was just very curious, but then as my mind reasserted itself, it fell back on old habits. A few years had gone by, but Mrs. Robinson was still as gorgeous as ever. And she was apparently one of the new teachers at my school. I was staring at her legs, silky smooth and naked beneath the short skirt. Her lab coat opened up a bit more, and I could definitely see the round curves of her breasts through her blouse. My hormones kicked up again as memories of that illicit kiss in her office came back to me. I remembered her perfect naked tits, the smell of her sweat and arousal, and the taste of her nipples. I was hard within moments and was staring lasers of heat right at her. Her head twitched as if she felt my stare, and when she glanced around to look, I automatically ducked myself around the corner of the open door, hiding myself so that I could still see through but she didn't have much of a chance of seeing me. It was strange, a few days ago I was a confident young man hitting on perfect strangers and bedding more than my fair share of them. Now, I was the scared socially-left-behind high school geek once again. So I hid and kept staring at her intently. Her hands trembling, she put her notes down onto the table, and ran her palms over her body, part drying them and part caressing herself. I felt a surge of hormones kick up in me watching her hands gliding over her breasts, and she gasped at the same time. Maybe I really was having some weird effect on her. Then something else caught my attention. The liquid in the beakers, ALL of them, were starting to bubble, as if they were boiling over. Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle, both, stopped still and were looking at the beakers in shock. Most of them hadn't been touched. Then I noticed that Gabrielle was sweating, her white skin flushed, a few locks of hair coming loose from her ponytail and falling over her cheeks to frame her face. She was panting, and then her attention moved away from the beakers and over to Mrs. Robinson. I focused in on the assistant, watching her glance at Mrs. Robinson then turn away, clearly waging a war inside of her mind that she seemed to be losing. At last, her eyes sharpened and she started moving with a purpose, right at Mrs. Robinson. The gorgeous teacher was fighting desperately to keep her composure, oblivious to her lab assistant. But then Gabrielle strode forward, putting her hands on Mrs. Robinson's face, turning her and then planting a fat kiss on her lips. Whoa, maybe I had idol worship mixed up with an infatuation. Mrs. Robinson kissed back with full force before backing away, shaking her head. "What's going on? I haven't felt this way since... since that boy in High School." She grabbed her own head, as if she could mentally squeeze it out of her. "I feel so hot!" "Me, too," Gabrielle moaned. "I'm so horny..." So when Gabrielle leaned in again and kissed her again, the heat of arousal in both of them took over and then they were Frenching madly. Mrs. Robinson still had enough sense left in her to realize they were in a very public place. She took Gabrielle by the hand and led her through the lab and into one of the adjoining classrooms. Once they went through I stepped into the lab and followed them to the doorway. The classroom was in complete darkness, with no windows or light except for the light coming from the lab. I realized that I was silhouetted against the light and it would be impossible for me to escape detection this time, but it turned out that neither of them were even looking in my direction. Mrs. Robinson was flat on her back across the big island countertop in front of the whiteboards, her head actually falling back into the sink as she stared at the ceiling. Usually there would be some experiment done on the island where anyone in the classroom could see. But now there was just a hot Sapphic encounter there for me to see. Mrs. Robinson's skirt was hiked up, and her panties were on the floor. Her hands were trying, unsuccessfully, to open her blouse, rubbing at herself in a frenzy. Gabrielle had her face and one hand in Mrs. Robinson's crotch where she was eating her out like there would never be a tomorrow. "Fuckin' A!" Mrs. Robinson cried out. "I'm not even a lesbian!" Gabrielle didn't bother responding, but just kept licking and sucking until she produced a shrieking, hip-twitching orgasm from the pussy in front of her. The climax seemed to restore some semblance of sanity to Mrs. Robinson, who blinked her eyes several times as if the reality of what just happened was starting to sink in. Her clothes were scattered. Most of the blouse buttons had been opened and her bra cups shoved to the side. But there was a new alertness to her that worried me. Gabrielle had just moved around the countertop to where she could get a good handgrip on Mrs. Robinson's perfect tits when they both finally saw me. Gabrielle gasped and half ducked behind the countertop. But I saw the recognition in Mrs. Robinson's eyes as she looked at me. "Ohmigod, it IS you." Gabrielle just freaked out, horny or not. Once she realized that Mrs. Robinson wasn't going anywhere, she grabbed her clothes and ran past me, into the lab. Once Gabrielle was gone, Mrs. Robinson got off the island and walked straight to me. I had to work not to watch her breasts bouncing around. She stopped a foot away from me, her gaze penetrating. I could see her mind whirling behind her eyes as she processed what was going on. "Mrs. Robinson..." I almost whistled. "Actually, the 'Mrs.' was just for High School. I'm not married, so it's 'Miss Robinson' or 'Doctor Robinson' around the college. But you..." she stepped forwards, bringing her half naked body right up to me, then put her hands on my chest. "You can call me Fiona." With that, Fiona leaned forwards and stuck her tongue into the back of my throat. We kissed as if no time had passed since that day in High School. It was wet, it was sloppy... it was the best kiss of my life. Her hands fumbled at my jeans until my erection sprang up. The hormones inside of me were rapidly rising up again after their brief cooldown, and I could feel the electricity crackling in the air all around us. We finally broke for air after I'd gotten my jeans and shoes off, and then I ripped my shirt over my head. "I think I like 'Mrs. Robinson' better," I chuckled. She just smiled at me, then got a firm grip on my shaft. Tugging me by it, she led me to shuffle back towards the island. "I've been dreaming about you for years. And I'm not going to waste anymore time before I get to fuck you." She turned around, and dropped her lab coat to the floor before starting to finish unbuttoning her blouse. She pulled her hair out the bun, then shook her head to let the dark tresses cascade around her pretty face. She smiled at me, taking her time looking up and down my naked body, then she finally turned around and stuck her ass at me. Mrs. Robinson leaned forwards, bracing her hands against the countertop, then she craned her head to me. "Now get over here and FUCK me." I stared at the perfect ass and creamy skin, and especially the inviting pink rose between her legs, very wet. "Yes, Ma'am." I stepped forwards, my hands on her hips. I paused just a moment when my other head nudged between her legs. I wanted to savor this moment. My oldest fantasies were coming true. Mrs. Robinson moaned as I pushed forwards, my cock slowly parting fold after fold until at last my hips were flush tight with her asscheeks. I leaned my chest down onto her back, wrapping my arms around her in a warm hug. This was really happening. We both didn't move for a minute, just enjoying the feeling of being coupled together after such a long time. But then her hips twitched, and my rod twitched inside of her. I pulled back slowly, moving my hands to hold those globes of female flesh I had dreamed about so much. Even after all the pussy I'd had in the last couple of years, Mrs. Robinson was still the goddess of my dreams. She pushed her hips back at me as I drilled forward into her again, letting out a groan as our hips clashed together. I pulled back, and pushed forward, back and forth, gradually picking up speed. Mrs. Robinson was moaning in pleasure with every thrust, music to my ears. Her voice was an intoxicating aphrodisiac, getting me more and more aroused until I was blind with lust and a desperate need to fuck her even harder. I lifted my torso off her back and moved my hands to her hips. We set into a rhythmic slapping noise as I carved her out, faster and harder until we were truly fucking each other. I could feel the heat boiling inside of me like pressure cooker, the friction on my rod intense. But the friction on Mrs. Robinson's pussy was even more, and after a few minutes her whole body started shaking even as I continued to drive into her, and she screamed out her latest climax. Her inner muscles were spasming, squeezing my shaft like a hundred hands and I started grunting with exertion. She must have been able to tell that I was nearing my limit from the grunts, because she cried out. "Oh, cum in me! I want to feel it in me!" Hearing that just about did it for me, I thrust in as hard as I could, burying myself as deep as I could go. I could actually feel the crown of my cock twitch and then split apart, unleashing the torrent of sperm that had been building up inside of me. She laughed as the warm fluid splashed against her insides, and her hips were sloshing around and around until I felt like I was cumming inside a washing machine. Her inner muscles squeezed and caressed with expert motions, coaxing every last drop out of me. My eyeballs rolled back in my head as I threatened to collapse, but I could not dream of moving in any way that would pull my cock out of her wondrous pussy. Finally, she stood up, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Ah, now I've finally been able to do that. I've been dreaming about feeling your spunk in me for years." She came up right in front of me, looking up into my face with that smirk. She knew exactly how much of an effect she could have on me. And still staring straight into my eyes, she called out. "Gabrielle, come in here." Gabrielle was suddenly at the doorway, fully dressed. She'd been watching us the entire time. "Yes, Dr. Robinson." She came into the room. Mrs. Robinson hopped up onto the countertop, spreading her legs to show the little white globlets of cum oozing out of her nether lips. "Gabrielle, clean all this mess up... with your tongue." A little smile tugged at the corners of Gabrielle's lips, but she looked at the floor and tried to hide it. "Yes, Dr. Robinson." I just sat back to enjoy the view. ------- Ten minutes later, Mrs. Robinson and I were in her office in the Biology building. She'd sent Gabrielle home. "Ever since that day I got fired from High School, I've been thinking about what happened, in detail. It didn't quite seem possible. I'm a scientist. I look at things rationally. Sure, you were cute, but I'd never even thought about sleeping with you. There was just no way I would risk my career like that. And yet, there we were." "Yeah..." I mumbled. I was still in awe of her. The object of my fantasies for years, my dream girl, er, woman. Mrs. Robinson was pacing the floor while I lounged in one of the chairs. She pulled the skirt back on (I knew there were no panties under there) and pulled her blouse closed (but it wasn't buttoned-up and her bra was in my pocket). My mind flashed back to the fateful clinch. I decided to ignore the whole principal- interrupting-us part. "I was feeling so aroused that whole time we were doing office hours. So aroused I actually couldn't control myself. So after I left the High School, I started doing my own research into the biochemistry of arousal, the hormones that influence your decision making." "You wanted an aphrodisiac?" "No, actually. Quite the opposite. I wanted something that would counteract the effects. Like, take a nymphomaniac and help them get control of their lives. Specifically, I wanted something that would have helped me back then." I was a little skeptical. Not just because of the biology involved. But also, as far as I was concerned, there weren't enough nymphomaniacs in this world. "So what was in those beakers?" "Well, I actually managed to create a synthetic mixture of fluids that reacts, at least chemically, like your sex-drive does. Unfortunately, they're all female. I haven't been able to figure out the male version yet. But for example, you mix in male pheromones (liquid-version) and the female fluid will react... most of the time. It's not perfect, and there's a broad spectrum of effectiveness. Some women just have a bigger sex drive than others." "What about the bubbling?" "Never happened before. Most times the reaction is purely chemical, and not even visible. Hmm, which reminds me: The only outside factor in the entire experiment... was you." And quite matter of factly, Mrs. Robinson leaned forwards and kissed me, forcefully. Her tongue speared into my mouth and her hands wrapped around my body. I was suddenly overwhelmed by her sweet spiciness, and the smell of her was intoxicating. She reached one of my hands and moved it up so that I was cupping a very firm breast. And then when her hand snaked down and started rubbing at the outside of my jeans, right over my cock I moaned into our kiss. Immediately, she backed away and pulled her blouse open, baring her big tits and perky nipples to my gaze. I felt the rush of blood pouring through me, but then a new sight in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Mrs. Robinson saw it too. She had six beakers on her shelf. ALL of them were bubbling. I watched her blinking away the arousal filling her head and then she fixed me with a hard gaze, her eyes on fire. "It's YOU." ------- Duuuude. I'm a pheromone hyper-factory. Explains a lot. So women get super-horny when I do. Hmm, I could get to like my existence. I was the ultimate playboy. ------- Part 2: The Effect ------- Chapter 4 I moved ahead, my hands rubbing at the cute girl's asscheeks while I aimed myself forwards. Mrs. Robinson came right up to whisper in my ear. "And I mean FUCK her. I want you to split her in half so that she'll never forget it." I could not disappoint my goddess. So the moment I got my other head firmly situated, I rammed in with all the force my hips could generate. Gabrielle screamed in pain as her supertight tunnel was instantly stretched farther than it had ever gone before, and I didn't give her a moment to recover as I backed out quickly and slammed myself in once again. She had barely stopped her first scream when my second thrust forced a new scream out of her throat. We were in a room across the hallway from the main lab, which was organized like a doctor's office. A double-sized hospital bed dominated the space, an array of test equipment nearby. Gabrielle was on all fours while I knelt behind her, slamming into her pussy over and again. Even with the near empty campus and the closed lab, I was still amazed no one had heard the screams yet. The room wasn't designed to be soundproof. So I kept fucking, and Gabrielle's screaming finally died down into a constant whimpering as I was banging in and out as hard as I could and she was being assaulted by more feelings than she'd ever imagined. Only a minute into our fucking, Gabrielle's whimpers slipped into a shriek as she came, her legs quaking as the climax rippled across her body. But I wasn't about to let up on her. I fucked her hard through the middle of her orgasm, and then she was shrieking again as she came again. Backed up by previous empirical data, we were proving that my "effect" not only instilled a heightened state of arousal in the subjects, but also magnified their sexual pleasure, resulting in highly positive encounters with impressive satisfaction levels. In other words, sex with me was fantastic. Gabrielle was now subject B in the experiment. I'd run through many such experiments with subject A, so much until Mrs. Robinson was starting to walk a little funny. Gabrielle had been a loyal assistant, running the experiments while watching me fuck Mrs. Robinson's lights out. Our initial round of testing complete, she was a logical (and very eager) choice for a second test subject. Gabrielle was a pleasing subject. She was a little on the skinny side, and didn't take care to do perfect trimming down there, but she had a nice rack hidden in her baggy clothes. The only issue was that she was a virgin, and despite the massive arousal I produced in her, she had still been very nervous. My effect can instill arousal, but a person's decision-making can still override the inclination. None of that mattered anymore as I tore through her hymen and thus I had deflowered her. Mrs. Robinson was then next to us, one hand reaching down to rub at Gabrielle's clit while her other hand rubbed a firm breast, still perfectly formed in youth. And when Mrs. Robinson moved to plant a juicy kiss on Gabrielle's lips, Gabrielle's pussy went nova and a bigger climax poured out through our juncture. Oh, my effect was also an inhibition-reducer, where the subject became open to lesbianism, anal sex, exhibition, etc. Mrs. Robinson and I had already tried just about everything. Orgasmic fluids were coursing down Gabrielle's legs, and I had a mind to add my own special blend to the mix. But Mrs. Robinson had a more intelligent solution given that it was Gabrielle's first time and we had no protection. Condoms were a variable we didn't want to add just yet. "She has to swallow your cum." My hips were already speeding up towards explosion, and I pulled out and started jerking my own shaft. It took Gabrielle a moment to recover from my pounding of her pussy, and finally she turned around and sank to her knees. All she could manage was to open her mouth, so I moved forward until she sucked the head in as best she could. I was still jerking myself when the rush came. Mrs. Robinson warned "Here it comes", and then my first load ejaculated into Gabrielle's mouth. Her eyes flew open as it hit the back of her throat, and then she was desperately swallowing as jet after jet poured out of me. After the third jet, her timing was off and she gagged, but Mrs. Robinson held her head tight around my rod as every spurt filled up her mouth and started to dribble out between her lips. Gabrielle finally backed away and my final shot splattered against her cheek. She sat back on her heels, sighing with contentment, a happy grin on her face. She was covered in sweat and my fluids, and waited patiently as Mrs. Robinson moved around removing various electrodes and sensors from her naked body. Not the typical way of losing one's virginity, but Gabrielle didn't seem to mind. Once complete, she slipped on a robe and we all huddled around the monitors to look at our test results. ------- So there was something weird about me. Not supernatural, just biologically odd. Everyone gives out pheromones. Humans don't even have to be in heat; our bodies are screaming out all the time. I just happened to have an exceptionally powerful set. Even then, mine didn't quite work the same. Pheromones were usually detected by smell, drifting on the wind. Whatever freakish effect I had, it was a lot more powerful than that, working almost instantaneously on any female nearby. I could also focus it somewhat, zero in on a particular woman. Mrs. Robinson wanted to turn me into a lab rat, run tests, the whole nine yards. Studying me could lead to the kind of scientific breakthrough that would define her career. If I got horny, I could turn her into a sex starved nympho. But any other moment she was clear-headed and a driven scientist whose academic ambition really outweighed her attachment to me. Still, I put up with it. To me, Mrs. Robinson was still the most gorgeous woman alive. I had wanted her for so long that I was willing to be with her and keep making love to her in whatever way I was allowed. Once the school year had started, I joined her staff as a lab assistant so I could at least get course credit. Besides, in a moment's notice I could be screwing her lights out right here in the lab, for experiment purposes or even just to satisfy my own libido. We never went on dates, or did romantic things. The heat of our attraction was intense, and the sex was fantastic. But I was still alone, just a lonely single guy. Strangely enough, after a few weeks of constant sex, my effect on Mrs. Robinson started to wear off. I was still thoroughly aroused by the sight of her naked body, or the husky seduction in her voice. But even when I focused my arousal on her, she was becoming less and less affected by me. In the meantime, I could still make any other female cream her panties whenever I got horny myself, so there was nothing wrong with me. Mrs. Robinson theorized that her body was adapting to me, learning how to become immune to my effect. We just weren't sure how to prove it, or know the exact cause itself. After a few chemical tests and practical experiments, we finally found our answer. Mrs. Robinson blew me to the brink of orgasm, then jerked me off into a glass. Then, with practiced scientific detachment, she added several droplets of my spunk to a group of the beakers filled with her female synthetic. The next time I got horny, we measured the chemical reaction. The group that had my sperm added reacted slightly less. Several blowjobs later, with Gabrielle's help as well, we found that my sperm had a cumulative effect that was proportional to the reduction in arousal. Basically, the more spunk I put into a girl in a short period of time, the less she would be affected by me. We even ran a control test on poor Gabrielle. She was able to spend a lot of time around me, but for two weeks was unable to have any physical contact with me. She was going nuts by the end of the two weeks, and her arousal showed no sign of abating. Finally, our brief test complete, I fucked her silly until she eventually passed out from pleasure overload. Proximity alone did not lead to lessened desire. That required a fluid transfer. The sperm antidote also seemed to wear off after a while. Mrs. Robinson and I went more than a month without me cumming in her body, and when we finally returned she was just as overwhelmed by my effect as ever. But the more I kept banging Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle in short periods of time, the less valuable the data would become. So for further testing, we needed more subjects. ------- Chapter 5 I stood in the lab, theoretically paying attention to the monitors before me and crunching numbers. But really, I was surreptitiously checking out the various women entering and leaving Mrs. Robinson's office. The posting had gone out across the college for female volunteers to participate in a biology study affecting human sexuality. It was a paid study, so there were many more girls signing up than positions needed, and Mrs. Robinson was able to select only the hottest co-eds on campus. The more the beautiful girls went in and out, wearing skimpy clothing and flashing some skin, the more I felt my blood simmering. More than once, one of the co-eds would glance at me, startled, then scurry away as if they'd gotten caught checking me out. This was going to be fun. ------- Two hot blondes reclined side-by-side on the hospital bed in various states of undress, their bright blue eyes flashing in the fluorescent white lights. One's hair fell in golden curls, the other sleek and straight. Blouses had to be opened and skirts hiked up to the waist to accommodate the electrodes and other sensors. Mrs. Robinson, clad in a clean white lab coat, used the remote control to adjust the fold in the bed until they were both comfortable. Gabrielle and I were next door in the observation room, watching the experiment unfold through a large mirrored window and the test equipment monitors. I worried that with me in a separate room, any pheromone scent would be unable to travel to the test subjects. Gabrielle informed me that Mrs. Robinson had already dismissed that concern. My effect transcended normal senses. Heidi and Isabelle were both members of the Delta Delta Delta Sorority. The Tri- Delt girls were some of the hottest babes on campus, but also notorious bitches. Both ladies were very pretty and they knew it. Even though they were in a closed room with no one else but a female college professor, they flexed their tanned legs and posed prettily to always ensure they looked their best. Both had huge, round breasts, unabashedly fake, barely tucked into expensive bras. As their brief clothing shifted slightly with their every movement, I found myself becoming very interested in finding out what treasures lay hidden there. This was really going to be fun. Mrs. Robinson told them to sit back, relax, and close their eyes, which they did obediently. She then left and joined us in the observation room. She set her clipboard down and then stood right behind me, looking into the room just over my shoulder. Then I felt a slight tickle as she brought her hands to my sides, rubbing slightly along my waist while I felt her hot breath against my neck. She had thought of everything. Just staring at the two girls on the bed would not have been sufficient to make the experiment work. So Mrs. Robinson fell back on the most efficient way of achieving the proper effect. When I felt her hands in my crotch and her lips nibbling at my shoulders, I felt a twitch in my shorts in response. Gabrielle and I kept staring into the examination room the whole time, watching to see if there might be a reaction. Mrs. Robinson kept up her assault on my willing body, and when she slipped her bare hand underneath my waistband and around my erection, my soft moan was matched by a louder moan from inside the examination room. Both girls were visibly sweating, panting softly, biting their lower lips and showing all the tell-tale signs of arousal. As Mrs. Robinson kept jerking my rod, I felt the flames inside of me stoking higher while my eyes burned fire at the two blonde babes before my eyes. Heidi and Isabelle were looking at each other, slightly confused at the feelings washing over their bodies. A girl getting horny talking to me at a social was one thing. A girl getting aroused while sitting on a hospital bed, eyes closed, with electrodes stuck to her skin was a completely different experience. Heidi, the one with the curly hair, finally just shoved a hand down her skirt and started masturbating furiously, throwing her head back against the bed and moaning loudly. Isabelle was rubbing her own breasts and had a hand in her crotch but outside her skirt. Clearly, my effect induced general arousal, and not necessarily an attraction to me. They couldn't even see me. This theory was further evidenced when Isabelle just rolled over and tackled Heidi, and soon the two were exchanging sloppy kisses while trying to pull each other's clothes off. Most of the electrodes got pulled off as well, leaving faded red circles in their skin where the adhesive had been. Heidi got to the remote and lowered the bed to a flat position, and then the two of them moved around each other into a sixty-nine position and began to aggressively eat each other out. Despite my focus on the examination room, my effect was not lost upon Gabrielle. She was panting herself, and had a hand in her own jeans while watching the pornographic scene before us. Mrs. Robinson, by now able to keep her hormones in check around me, motioned Gabrielle to me and moved herself away so she could study and objectively take notes on the events. I looked away from the window briefly to kiss Gabrielle on the lips, then I moved her body in front of me, molding her against my chest and causing my crotch to press against her back side. One hand moved her jeans aside while I strummed her clit and the other hand snaked beneath her lab coat and under her shirt to cup a firm breast. And then I continued to fondle the slender lab assistant while we all watched the experiment's success. Of course, there was still more data to gather. I kept fingering Gabrielle until she had a quiet orgasm. And then Mrs. Robinson was motioning for me to enter the room. I let Gabrielle go, and then followed my professor through the doorway. The two sorority sisters were still in the throes of their latest climaxes, and barely noticed our entrance. But when I stood next to the bed and started to peel off my clothing, we had their full attention. Mrs. Robinson had a blood sample gun and calmly took quick blood samples of both girls and then left the room. The blondes submitted calmly and then returned their focus to me, more specifically, to my erection pointing into the air. Our next steps became clear. Isabelle rolled Heidi onto her back, with legs hanging over the bed and leaving Heidi's wet crotch at the edge of the bed. Heidi spread her legs in offering, and I stepped between her spread thighs. She cooed at me as I leaned over her and sank my shaft down her tunnel as deep as I could go. She sighed happily as I parted her folds and began to lightly thrust into her, making the globes on her chest wobble enticingly. I propelled my hips against Heidi, and she wrapped her legs around my butt and arched her back, shoving as much of her crotch against me as we moved with an easy rhythm. Isabelle settled her hips over Heidi's head while facing back at me, closing her eyes as she felt Heidi's tongue spearing into her. Then she lowered herself down so she could alternately lick at my rod and the pussy I was splitting open. The three of us kept up a fast rhythm, and I found that I was already at the edge of cumming after warming up with Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle earlier. I held back just long enough to give Heidi a muffled orgasm, then with my pride sated, I let loose, filling this beautiful stranger's quim with my jizz. When I groaned and pulled myself out, still standing at the foot of the bed, Isabelle crept off of Heidi and reached out to suck on me, eager for her turn. I simply rested my hand on top of her head as she bobbed up and down on me, bringing life back to my rod. Heidi got to the bed remote again and raised up the back so she could sit up and rest, watching her naked friend blowing me while cupping her own perfectly round tits and feeling my cum oozing out of her. Once Isabelle was satisfied with my hardness, she turned around and got off the bed before turning and lying forward across the bed, bent forward at the waist. This put her in the perfect position to return the oral favor to Heidi while leaving her ass wriggling back at me. Heidi simply let her head loll around, enjoying the pleasure as Isabelle lapped at her wet mound, slurping up the combined cum from her box and urging her friend to suckle harder at her clit. I settled in behind Isabelle, holding her asscheeks in my hands as I lunged forward and speared my new erection into her dripping wetness. I thrust only a few short times before she was quaking with a new climax, her juices trickling out from our joining and dribbling down her leg. I fucked Isabelle's pussy for several minutes, enjoying the warmth and wetness. But then I pulled out, and with my hands holding her open to me, I pressed the head of my cock at her other hole. Isabelle lifted her head out from between Heidi's legs and gasped as the crown popped through her sphincter, and then she moaned as my shaft descended into her ass. Isabelle raised up her torso while I fucked her ass, bracing her hands on the bed, her arms straight with her head hanging down between her shoulders as she felt me reaming her out. I pressed my chest against her sweaty back, wrapping my arms around her waist while I raised my hands under her heavy breasts which were gyrating with our every motion. I rested my head on Isabelle's shoulder, my eyes locked in on Heidi's gorgeous body while she continued to play with herself and bite on her lip seductively. Isabelle's pants and screams sounded off in my ears while I plowed up her backside. Eventually, I lifted Isabelle back until we were both standing fully upright, joined at our hips. Her head lolled back against my chest and I began fucking her furiously while I dropped one hand down into her crotch. She could barely stand, quivering in my arms while I simultaneously titillated her nether regions and violated her asshole. Isabelle's whole body began shaking as a powerful orgasm swept through her, dumping a load of her honey onto my hand as her ass muscles clenched tightly around me. Soon after I watched as Heidi, still reclining on the bed, trembled with a fresh climax spreading through her as well. Finally, Isabelle's sphincter unclenched and I was able to let loose, bursting a torrent of sperm into her anal chute. I roared out as my orgasm overtook me, and when I was done pumping her body full of cum, I let go of her and she collapsed forwards facedown onto the bed, her asshole still gaping wide and trickling out a little bit of white jizz. My legs were weak, and I staggered around for a minute before the door to the observation room opened and both Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle walked in, looking professionally scientific in their white lab coats, clipboards, and composed demeanors. Heidi let Mrs. Robinson take a new blood sample from her, post-coital. Isabelle was still half-conscious on the bed and offered no resistance as well. "Thank you both for coming. I hope you enjoyed the experience." Mrs. Robinson paced the room. "We need to keep you here for one hour of observation and another blood check. But beyond that, if we need anything else further we will let you know." ------- Heidi and Isabelle were not the last test subjects. We repeated the procedure with a number of beautiful and willing students: sometimes solo, sometimes not. And after a full battery of tests with dozens of girls, we had a sample size we felt we could trust given our results. The intensity would vary somewhat, but every female was affected by me, 100 percent. One thing we DID find out was that while every female felt extremely elevated arousal levels, that did not necessarily mean they were attracted to me. In several instances, test subjects would aggressively pursue either Mrs. Robinson or Gabrielle and ignore me completely. Still, even the most hardcore lesbians (pre-exam) would eventually find themselves desperately horny and mate with me if I was the only available option. All of this testing was physically quite enjoyable for me, but I quickly tired of the experiment routine. Also, after frequent doses of my sperm (whether oral, vaginal, or anal), both Gabrielle and Mrs. Robinson were virtually immune to my effect. Natural, unassisted attraction still led to a few encounters, but for the most part things were back to normal between the three of us. Also, I had learned to see Mrs. Robinson as the professor, a human being, and no longer the fantasy woman of my dreams. Quite simply, the mystique of "I'm fucking Mrs. Robinson" started to lose its appeal. So I started looking for greener pastures. We had no real connection, nothing in common. The biological research moved into more of a blood testing and chemistry phase, so we closed the intercourse experiment and my free time was back. Besides, there was still a school to attend. Classes were boring, but my social life increased dramatically. Our experiments had zero effect on a girl's memory, and soon dozens of gorgeous co-eds on campus were gossiping about me and the most incredible sex of their entire lives. It was late on a Wednesday when Heidi dropped by my place. She flipped her peroxide blonde hair and giggled childishly while seductively inviting me to a Tri- Delt party they were having Friday night. It was invitation-only, and I would be one of the very few males present. It was also a lingerie party, so I was to attend ready to strip. My eyes lit up at the thought of spreading my über-pheremones throughout a house full of hot scantily-clad sorority chicks, and I agreed easily. That little thought was enough to get Heidi's blue eyes darkening and her breath into a soft pant, rubbing her thighs together unconsciously, but then she shook out of her reverie and started away down the hall. Pity, I might've gone for a quickie. ------- Chapter 6 The night of the party, I arrived suitably dressed in silk boxers and an overcoat. A fiery red-head in a lace teddy greeted me at the door and put away my overcoat, then rubbed my bicep as she guided me into the main living room. Two dozen people were already present, and only six of them were male. Already, the imbalanced ratio told me this was going to be a fun party. A blue party cup full of some toxic mixture was handed to me, and then I joined the main group lounging on cushions and love sac bean bags around the floor. I recognized several people, and quite casually we all settled into a comfortable conversation. An hour later, the party grew to 30, which was expected to be the maximum, and only 8 were male. The alcohol had kept flowing, there was a more decadent haze in the room from smoke that was not tobacco-based, and the conversation had taken a decidedly sexual tone. The music was pumping, a solid bass beat that had everyone's heart racing and adrenaline pumping. People were slowly grouping off, moving into more secluded corners to make-out and start feeling each other up. Now, an out in the air orgy was not planned, usually people would sneak away to quiet rooms. But I was already a little bit turned on by the feast of female flesh before me, beautiful women in all shapes, sizes, and cup sizes around me and doing their best to flirt and seduce. And my effect had seemingly already gone to work increasing physical excitement and reducing the Tri-Delt sisters' inhibitions. Heidi and Isabelle, both already familiar to me were leaning against my chest and shoulders, idly rubbing at my body while getting thoroughly drunk and antsy. I had one arm wrapped around Isabelle's shoulders, the palm of my hand between her bra and a naked breast. My other hand was in Heidi's panties, lazily tickling while we all kept up the conversation. But one girl in particular had caught my attention. She was an athletic Amazon, at least as tall as me and built like a Greek goddess. Dark brown hair with natural curls fell over toned shoulders. Soft bangs framed her face and partially hid her brilliantly green eyes. Her limbs were quite slender but muscularly-defined, and her legs went on forever. In the middle, her large, full breasts were barely contained by a lace bodice, and she wore matching thong panties. Above all else, she possessed an exotically perfect face that would have put Aphrodite to shame. This goddess was seated royally in an armchair above most everyone else, who were reclining on cushions closer to the floor. And despite her clear arousal she was still playing quite hard to get with any guy who approached her. When she did speak, her voice had a European accent which was at once intoxicatingly attractive and also threateningly bitchy. Isabelle followed my gaze for most of the hour, and finally told me about her. "That's Kaia," she whispered in my ear. "And forget about it. You'll never get her." "Why not? Are you jealous?" "No," Isabelle giggled. "But she's just a cocktease. She likes being in control, and I've never seen a guy actually bag her for as long as I've known her. She'd rather toy with them than actually fuck them." "Hmm." I liked a challenge. Things had been altogether too easy for me lately. I spent the next hour pointedly ignoring Kaia, enough so that everyone in the room had noticed. In the meantime, my arousal had only been building and building, and as I got hornier, so did every other female in the room. The music was seemingly louder, filling our ears as the world around closed in until there was nothing left but the lust, the music, and whatever gorgeous body was nearby. None of the guys knew the truth about what was happening, but they certainly were enjoying the fruits of my labor. Two couples were clearly fucking not five feet from us, and I had already brought both Heidi and Isabelle to finger-licking orgasms. Other girls had split off into threesomes (foursomes!) or lesbian rug- munching fests. The conversation had died out, with pretty much everyone heavily petting or blowing or sucking on something. There was nothing left but the symphony of an orgy set to a thudding bass soundtrack. I was sitting on a nice cushion, leaning back against the couch while Heidi gave me an expert blowjob. I was rubbing at Isabelle's pussy and nibbling on the back of her neck while my other hand palmed her swollen nipples and the two of us watched the scene unfolding in front of us. Kaia was still in her throne, the fiery red-head sister eating out her pussy while she leaned back and simply enjoyed it. The only thing was that she looked rather unsure of herself as the lust flamed in her head almost out of her rigid control. Her eyebrows furrows as she panted and tried to comprehend why she felt so aroused. Three different guys had propositioned her, but she shooed them away with the most careless of dismissals, still in control enough to be the Ice Queen. With other, more willing sorority sisters around, they were able to find new attractions. But now Kaia's gaze was on me, watching me intently as if trying to figure out what was going on in my head. It was as if she could tell there was something very different about me from the other guys. Heidi was doing her best to bring me off, but eventually she tired after almost fifteen minutes of my cock at diamond hardness and whined, "Dammit, come already!" I grinned down at her. "Make me." Heidi took on a bold look in her eyes, and returned to my rod with new aggressiveness. But then I noticed that despite the red-head's expert girl-loving, Kaia had not let herself orgasm either. I started staring her down, Kaia returning my gaze coolly. Finally, she called out "Jamie!", and then a sandy-blonde California girl came around. "Jamie, do me a favor?" Kaia asked, fighting past a soft moan. "Make that boy lose it. I just don't think he could handle a challenge from you." Heidi got up and moved out of the way as the gauntlet had been thrown down, and I moved myself into an armchair directly opposite Kaia. I caught Isabelle's attention, who was relaxing after I'd brought her to two nice orgasms, and asked her if she could help me out with Kaia. With a devilish smile, she moved over to take the red-head's place between Kaia's thighs. Jamie sashayed over to me, already naked from a previous encounter. She had a clean, California girl face and some of Beverly Hills' finest breasts ever created over a silky smooth bare pussy. She straddled me, rubbing her soft vaginal lips along my wet prick while pressing those perfectly round breasts into my face. Then she slid lower, my shaft trapped between the folds of her pussy while she glided backwards, dragging her tits down my legs until my erection was held in the cleft between her heavy boobs. I watched as Jamie tit-fucked me, opening her mouth on the downstroke and licking me for several seconds before gliding up and then returning back down, my rod encased in her warm flesh. When I looked up and over, Isabelle was Frenching Kaia pleasantly while she stripped off Kaia's bodice and then rubbed their boobs against each other. Eventually, she lowered herself down and began to lap at Kaia's wet slit. Meanwhile, Jamie was very, very good. In just a few short minutes she had picked up on my natural signals and figured out how to maximize my pleasure for rapid release. I felt my control slipping away from me as my balls started boiling, threatening to burst despite my intentions. I turned my focus onto Kaia's face, channeling all of my lust for her the way I would fixate myself on Mrs. Robinson or any other gorgeous woman I set my sights on. I watched Kaia's upper torso as she jiggled and twitched in pleasure, my über-pheremones now focused in on one girl. Another sorority sister came and started rubbing my shoulders while nibbling at my ear and whispering dirty thoughts to me. Heidi went over to Kaia and started caressing Kaia's large breasts and tickling any sensitive nerves she could find. Then another sorority sister came and rubbed at my chest, then directed my gaze to watch her tongue battling with another gorgeous woman, a vision that sent my heart racing even faster. Picking up on the challenge, one of the males joined my team and went to Kaia, massaging her neck and shoulders, and the others in the room slowly split off to choose their sides or stay in the middle and watch. Eventually, both Kaia and I had been fighting to hold back our climaxes for over a half an hour despite swarms of fingers, lips, and tongue stroking every inch of our bodies. Jamie finally just got up, shoved her round tits in my face, straddled my hips, and buried my cock into her wet snatch. I nearly lost it right then and there as I felt the warm wetness envelope me, and biting down on my teeth I blocked out the pleasure, squeezing my own inner muscles until I felt shooting pain inside my balls while fighting to hold myself back. By now, everyone else had stopped their activities completely. The sorority sisters were still buzzing with sexual excitement, but the main event was the duel of control between Kaia and me. Everyone formed a circle around us, cheering drunkenly. Jamie rode me powerfully, bucking like a bronco in my lap while rubbing her big tits against my cheeks. But I was on a mission that ego would not let me waver away from. I clutched Jamie's body to my chest and looked beyond her to Kaia's sweaty form, flushed red with arousal and trembling from pleasure overload. I willed her to climax in my mind, straining my brain even as the male massaged her neck, Isabelle rubbed at her breasts, and Heidi had most of her hand embedded deep inside Kaia's pussy. And then at last, my mental power won out as Kaia's emerald eyes flew open, her body went rigidly still, and then the earthquake blasted through her body as Kaia climaxed harder than she'd ever done in her life. Every nerve ending in Kaia's body was twitching and she shuddered so violently that everyone momentarily lost their grip on her. I was surprised she didn't sprain something. Just moments after I realized my victory, my muscles relaxed and immediately the dam burst inside of my balls, and my cock erupted inside of Jamie's warm cavern. There was so much built-up pressure that I poured out in what felt like a single massive cannon blast, and Jamie visibly flinched when she felt the wave slam against her insides. And with my hands on her ass and my hips grinding against her clit she tripped over into an orgasm of her own, the hot blonde's body quaking against me even as my entire body trembled against hers with the force of my ejaculation. We were all done, the room silent as everyone rested in the aftermath of such explosive orgasms. Jamie toppled off of me to the floor, and a sorority sister went to lick and suck at her worn body. But the lust in me burned even more intensely than before. I knew exactly what I wanted, and who I wanted this very moment. The intense, raging desire felt like it formed a halo of flame around my body, radiating out into everyone in the room. A chorus of female moans shattered the still air as my arousal slammed into them invisibly, and then I was out of my chair. Kaia lay limply against the cushions of her chair, still in shock at the force of her climax. But then I grabbed her inert body, ferociously yanking her out of the chair and planting her face-up on top of a wide suede bean bag. Kaia's back was arched over the curving cushion with her head hanging off the far end while her ass perched on the nearer edge. I lay flat atop her, crushing her upright tits against my chest while I held her head in my hands and kissed her fiercely. She managed to return my kiss with equal fervor, unable to put up any resistance to my blazing lust that filled the room and permeated every female, especially the one beneath my body. The harmony of moans spun into a melody of sex as a fresh full-blown orgy newly got under way, girls attacking anyone within reach. I leaned back for a brief moment, staring into Kaia's green eyes that were wide and liquid and staring right back at me. I could see her desperate desire for me, and my muscles were filled with a rush of power. I had THE power, and the cacophony of wet meat slaps with groans and whimpers and cries of "fuck me" would be the soundtrack of my life. I placed my new erection into the folds of Kaia's bare-shaven pussy, and she merely spread her legs and crossed her heels behind my back. In one powerful thrust, I speared my way inside of this goddess, burrowing past her extreme tightness. She gasped at my penetration, but the silky wetness of her insides let me glide all the way down slowly until I was embedded completely. She let her head fall back, feeling the blood rush into her brain while I drew myself back, and then thrust in again. And again. And again. I suckled at her nipples and bit down on her neck, leaving my mark for all to know and remember: I had conquered the Ice Queen. Kaia had two powerful orgasms, my effect helping her enjoy the best fuck of her life while she screamed at me to split her open and fuck her even harder, completely submissive to my will. Finally, I filled her twitching pussy with my creamy load, and then I was straddling the bean bag and her torso while she sucked my deflated pecker and massaged my wet shaft with her breasts. Jamie parked herself between Kaia's legs and was slurping out our mingled orgasmic fluids, and even licked Kaia to a fresh orgasm while Kaia's lips clamped down almost painfully about my re-hardening rod. When I'd attained sufficient hardness, I stood up for a moment to survey the scene around me. Every single person was engaged in a sexual activity, the girls still buzzing with arousal and all males had dicks embedded in wondrous pussies or wet mouths. I had my pick of 22 different women, but my focus was all on ravaging the goddess beneath me. I flipped Kaia's body over, my eyes trailing down her spine to a narrow waist and an ass so tight I could barely dent her skin with my fingers. We were both hot and sweaty, our skin slick with moisture and my erection soaked and dripping saliva. I pinned Kaia down and spread her asscheeks wide for me, and with a loud scream from Kaia I pierced her asshole and sank my dick deeply into her rear chute. Kaia howled with mixed pain and pleasure as I reamed her out. I was damn certain to give the Ice Queen the fucking of her life that she would never ever forget. I lifted her hips until she got to her hands and knees, precariously perched on the bean bag while my hands circled her hips to massage her love button. Her entire body shook forward with each impact, her tight asscheeks doing little to cushion each crash of our hips. Kaia had one loud, screaming orgasm before the she finally decided she'd had enough of being the submissive one. She was still turned on beyond belief, but she was used to being the Queen and took charge of our fucking. Kaia pulled me out of her ass and then before I could react, shoved me onto my back across some cushions on the floor. Then pivoting, she straddled my hips and carefully guiding my erection, sank my cock up her back door once again, watching my face the whole time. I lay back and groaned at the tight, dry heat surrounding my sensitive flesh, and enjoyed watching Kaia's perfect breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust. Kaia had a new orgasm before she really started to ride me, squeezing her butt muscles tightly until I couldn't handle it any longer and came, geysering my fluids up Kaia's ass. She howled excitedly as she felt each spurt splash against her bowels. I had waited over 35 minutes for my first orgasm, but now I had shot twice into Kaia's body within the last 15. Kaia leaned down to rub her nipples against my chest and kiss me while my cock slowly deflated inside of her ass. She motioned to a few of her friends, until I was surrounded by four gorgeous sorority babes who were all rubbing at my chest and arms and cooing in lust for me. Kaia whispered, "Let's get you rinsed off. And then? There's a hot tub out back I'm sure we could make good use of." ------- Chapter 7 Saturday morning I managed to drag myself back to my apartment to shave and shower. Then Saturday afternoon I got a phone call I had not been expecting: Kaia was asking me out on a date. I was a bit surprised, but at her request I told her I'd be there at nine. Kaia told me she had everything planned, but didn't mention style so I stood in front of my closet for a few minutes trying to figure out what to wear. I was still transitioning from High School geek to College stud and my wardrobe was not yet where I wanted it. I actually started to panic for a few moments when I realized I wasn't sure what to do on this date. Booty calls just didn't count, which were all that my previous dates amounted to. Finally deciding I could always dress up a little too much (instead of showing up too casual), I went with slacks and a dark green dress shirt. I showed up promptly on time, calming the butterflies in my stomach. Taking a deep breath, I thought about my strange situation. I could get laid anytime I wanted. But to get a girl to like me on a personal level was a completely different issue. I had the need and the want to be loved. But in the end, remembering that I was the Ultimate Casanova is what gave me the confidence to step up the door. I rang the bell, and Jamie's clean, pretty face greeted me on the other side of the door. She was in a little black cocktail dress and welcomed me into the living room. The moment I stepped inside the first thing that caught my attention was Kaia's face. Her emerald eyes were bright, her hair up and stylish, and her figure exquisite in a short green dress that really brought out her eyes. But the most dazzling part was the smile that spread across her face when she saw me. She was pleased to see me, perhaps pleased that our outfits matched as well. It was almost surreal, and completely unexpected from the Ice Queen image I'd built up in my mind around her. Kaia had been chatting with another sorority sister, a raven-haired, elegant girl I vaguely remembered from the previous night. I stepped up immediately and said hello to Kaia, exchanged a few pleasantries, then turned to her companion. Kaia introduced me to Leanne, who stood up and shook my hand softly. I took in as much of her as I could with a quick glance down and up. Leanne's face was pretty and angular, with a sharp jawline and cool blue eyes that pierced right through me. If I hadn't already pegged Kaia as the Ice Queen, then I would have easily been able to apply the same quick analysis to Leanne as well. Jamie returned to us, and then Kaia immediately took control of the situation. Turning to her friends for a moment, she then looked at me and offered up her hand. "Shall we?" I crooked my elbow and let her take it, then Jamie led the way to the door. We followed Jamie outside, and then I realized with a start that both Jamie and Leanne were going with us. I surmised that we had two chaperones for this first date. I covered my surprise and struck up a casual conversation with Kaia as we headed for the parking lot. We talked about the usual: majors, career paths, etc. The strange nervousness fluttered up in me again. For the past year I had always been in charge of my dates, guiding them swiftly to a lustful and sexual conclusion. My natural instinct was to feel a little defensive not even knowing where our destination was, but I steeled my spine and exuded the confidence I knew with certainty that Kaia wanted in me. It was that aggressiveness and aim to prove I was her equal that surely caught her attention the previous night, not to mention that I'd actually conquered her. So when we reached the black BMW, I took charge and opened the rear door for her as if it was my own car and the whole thing was my plan. Kaia showed me her dazzling smile again, then slid into the back and let me follow. Leanne went to the driver's seat and Jamie hopped in as the front passenger. We headed into downtown, the four of us chatting the whole way. I comfortably flirted with all three women, making suggestive, but very subtle, comments. Eventually, we valet parked at a dance club and started to make our way inside. New butterflies kicked up as I fully comprehended our destination and the fact that I wasn't 21 yet. But my fears went unfounded as our little group went up to the bouncers who took one look at the girls and let us all in, Leanne stopping to rub the bouncer's cheek. Inside, I ordered everyone a round of drinks while we went into a VIP lounge which was quiet enough to hold a decent conversation. I did notice conspicuously that Jamie was not drinking at all. Perhaps she was living a clean lifestyle or perhaps she was just the designated driver. Either way, the rest of us were getting toasted. Kaia was rubbing her legs against mine, and our flirting was getting hotter and more risqué with each passing drink. The conversation moved decidedly away from the tame, usual talk about school and classwork and started shifting into sexual topics. I kept most of my focus on Kaia, but kept her friends included at all times. Jamie and Leanne were watching us hungrily, but apparently were waiting for some signal from Kaia before acting. Finally, Kaia drained her third drink and proclaimed, "Okay, time to hit the dance floor." It was after ten, and the dance floor at least was half full. But when we got there, Kaia and Leanne parked themselves at a tall bistro table with stools and nursed additional drinks while Jamie wrapped an arm behind my back and guided me forwards, where her hips were already swaying to the beat. I glanced back at Kaia for a moment, but she just smiled at me, her eyes glittering in the club lights and neon colors. Calming my nerves for the hundredth time tonight, I set me body to the rhythm. I knew I wasn't the best dancer, but I was coordinated to the beat and kept my movements restrained enough to let Jamie mold herself around me. She swiveled on her knees and bounced her ass in the air, turning to bounce it back towards my crotch before rotating and slinking down my body. I stared down at her cute face parked at my crotch level, a grin forming when Jamie realized I was glancing lower down to between her perfectly round tits and wonderful cleavage. Jamie danced with me through a full song, and then midway through the next she tilted my head to her and captured my lips with her own. My first reaction was to look to Kaia, but then Jamie was physically grabbing onto my head and holding it tightly until I flowed back into her kiss. Eventually we broke away, our bodies still swaying with the music and breathing heavily while I stared into Jamie's sunny face. We had just begun dancing once again when I saw a new, feminine hand appear on Jamie's shoulder. Leanne was staring at the two of us, her blue eyes piercing in the dim light. Jamie spun in place then backed her ass up against my crotch while we kept up with the music, and then Leanne had stepped forward and pressed her thin body against Jamie's larger surfer girl physique. The three of us danced, Jamie sandwiched between us. Leanne brought her face very close to Jamie, almost to the point of kissing but not quite as she took Jamie's hips in her hands and began to grind her crotch over Jamie's leg. I risked a glance to the side where two guys were grinning and giving me thumbs up, then I looked to the other side where Kaia was watching us with glittering eyes. Kaia's mouth was open as she panted softly, and I got the distinct impression she was very aroused by the sight before her, and it had almost nothing to do with my effect. I turned my head back just in time to see Jamie's and Leanne's lips come together, and then a moment later they were spinning around me until I was in the middle. Jamie had her hands on my ass and was rubbing her tits into my back, while Leanne straddled one of my legs, boring her crotch down against my thigh and obviously rubbing herself on me while she reached up to pull my head down and sear my mouth with our first kiss. I'd had enough sexual experience not to be surprised by the turn of events, but a dim part of me still wondered how I'd ended up kissing both of our "chaperones" and not Kaia, my so-called "date". The next two hours flew by in a blur, as I freaked both girls all night, only occasionally joined by Kaia. My hands had cupped tits and ass and legs, and I shared several more hot kisses with Jamie and Leanne, but never Kaia. I wondered if this was a new game, a form of control where she was so close but I couldn't have her. But the longer we danced, the more aroused I became, and the club simply became hotter and hotter along with me. The entire place had to be filled with my pheromones and every woman I could see was visibly horny, especially the trio dancing with me. Kaia finally gave a short nod, and Jamie produced the keys to the BMW. We quickly filed out of there and headed back to the Sorority House. As expected, sober Jamie drove, but the other two were drunk and horny and joined me in the backseat for a grope and kiss fest. I was in heaven as I was finally able to shove my tongue deeply down Kaia's throat. The four of us staggered past half-naked sisters on the way to Kaia's bedroom, and once inside Kaia closed the door and Leanne literally launched herself and me both onto Kaia's bed. Together, she and Kaia stripped my clothes off and then turned to strip Leanne for me. Her party dress disappeared so quickly, and I paused for a moment to take in her very thin form, a few ribs showing, and normal B-cup breasts, firm and perky in youth, carried in a black lace bra. Her thong was already soaked, and once Leanne was able to shed her lingerie, she simply climbed atop me, already moaning in arousal. My dick was positioned into an upright and locked position, and then Leanne sank herself down onto me. I was a little too thick for her very narrow pussy, and only a few inches went in on her first lunge. But then as Leanne's eyes lit on fire until they were a bright, pale blue, she squirmed and rammed her body until I was all the way in, the end of my dick bumping against her cervix inside. "Oh, fucking gawd!" she cried. Meanwhile, Jamie and Kaia were also stripping, although Kaia stopped at her underwear, a dark velvety green look with sexy bra and matching thong, then she settled herself into an armchair to watch her friend riding me for all she was worth. Jamie then got fully naked, baring her perfectly formed silicon breasts, still familiar from the previous night. Then she leaned down over my face to feed me her nipples, that sunny smile ever present and causing me to smile around a faceful of tit. I reached one hand down to her bare shaven pussy, squishing two fingers into her drenched folds. I had been aroused beyond belief for the past few hours, and the effect was not lost on these girls either as an aria of female moans and whimpers filled my ears. Leanne came first, screaming like a banshee and cursing at me loudly while she came, her narrow tunnel squeezing even tighter around me. Jamie came next with my fingers in her box and my tongue on her nipples. What then came as a surprise was Kaia's orgasm next to the bed, self-inflicted as she was really getting off on watching. Leanne kept riding me and squeezing until all my pent up arousal finally let loose. With my hands gripping her thin arms tightly, almost painfully, I slammed her body down against me and held her there so I could explode deep inside of her, filling Leanne's pussy with a barrage of cumshots. She came a second time right then, a mental orgasm if nothing else as the extreme pleasure in my mind radiated directly into her. I bucked up my hips as I burst, shaking Leanne's light body atop me like she weighed nothing before I finally came down from my high and relaxed back against the bed. When her own climax finally released its grip on her mind, Leanne flopped off of me, lying down next to me and staring into my eyes with wonder at perhaps the most powerful orgasm of her life. My gift to womankind. Kaia then removed herself from the bed, and casually split Leanne's thighs before lowering down and noisily eating out Leanne's worn pussy, still oozing our combined fluids. I listed attentively the wet squishing sounds of her tongue creeping inside of Leanne and the loud slurp as she swallowed the sexual mixture. Jamie meanwhile crawled atop me in a sixty-nine, feeding her soaked nether lips to my mouth and cleaning up my tool with her tongue. Very quickly I found myself recharging for round 2, but by the time Jamie's talented mouth had revived me, Kaia had returned to her chair while Leanne knelt before her to return the oral favor. I looked to her, but she shook her head as if reading my mind and then gestured to the blonde still sucking at my new erection. Momentarily frustrated, I suddenly moved quickly and powerfully, spinning Jamie's body around until she was face down on the bed with her feet on the floor and her crotch hanging just at the edge of the mattress. I seized Jamie's hips, lifting her up until she was standing with her legs kicked to the sides, her face, arms, and tits pressed into the covers. Then in one aimed thrust, I speared my way completely into Jamie's moist pussy and began to really hammer her, our hips coming together with a wet slap on each downthrust. Kaia finally released her bra, revealing those breasts of perfection and slipped the thong off, brushing away Leanne for a moment. She then came right up behind me while I kept drilling her friend, and molded her naked body against me. My hips kept banging but my upper torso turned as Kaia rubbed her tits against my arm, and she came to me when I reached for a kiss. But then she broke away and began to massage my whole body with her own, so that our legs were touching, her damp crotch pressed against my ass, her stomach into my lower back, and her nipples scratching at my shoulder blades. This also let her whisper her dirty thoughts into my ear. "Fuck that pussy. Deeper. Harder. Carve her out. I want to hear her squeal. That's it... ooh, that sounded like a good one..." and on and on. Leanne meanwhile parked her spread legs around Jamie's face, so that now Jamie's tongue and fingers were able to get in on the act. This, however, left Jamie a little distracted and unable to resist my own fingers playing with her clit and the hard shaft pumping in and out of her. I fucked her into one new climax, and when Jamie's shrieking quieted down, Kaia breathed hotly against my ear and whispered a new command. "Now FUCK her ass." I pulled back automatically, my dick coated with feminine juices as I spread Jamie's toned asscheeks to the side. "That's it. Spread her wide and open." I settled the mushroom head against Jamie's dark hole, then waited for Kaia's command. "NOW!" Instantly, I threw my hips forward, Jamie screaming louder than I'd ever heard her as my shaft burrowed like a power drill into her backside. I had no sooner impacted my thighs against Jamie's asscheeks than I was pulling back and driving in once again, Kaia's naked and sweaty body still molded against me as we fucked Jamie together. In my mind, I couldn't decide if I was visualizing fucking Kaia's ass, or if Kaia was fucking Jamie's ass. It was all very surreal. Jamie was crying out in mixed pain with the pleasure, "Oh! Oh! Aaah!" Jamie's legs finally gave out from my reaming of her asshole and she collapsed flat onto the bed. Kaia and I fell with her, until I was almost fucking straight down with my hands holding my torso above Jamie's back, my knees on the mattress and my hips pumping relentlessly. I concentrated on splitting Jamie's ass until she would not be able to walk straight in the morning, and Kaia slid around to dig one hand under Jamie's crotch and frig at Jamie's swollen clit. Finally, Jamie's whimpers crescendoed louder and faster until they blended together in one orgasmic shriek, and her body went rigidly still, every muscle clenched, including the muscles in her ass. Jamie was still shrieking when my balls loosed, and then I was plugging her anal cavity with my spunk. Kaia stopped to kiss Jamie on the lips, whispering a thank you, and then I saw Kaia visibly tremble as her body recovered from the telltale signs of her own orgasm. My eyes went wide as I realized Kaia had climaxed without anyone touching her. Partly perhaps because I was climaxing and I knew how that would affect a girl mentally. But mostly because Kaia must really get off on watching. The four of us took a break from the sexual activity to clean up and shower. I had one more erection come back while surrounded by wet female flesh pressed tightly against me in the oversized tub. But Kaia just grinned at me and kept teasing me, refusing to let me fuck her or anyone else. We got out and dried off, my erection still painfully poking out between the gap of my towel and returned to the bedroom. Jamie and Leanne simply got dressed and then gave me kisses goodbye before returning to their own rooms. Then I finally slipped into bed with an equally naked Kaia beneath me. The whole night was very surreal, but I at last felt a contentedness wash over me in palming Kaia's perfect bosom and smelling the skin of her neck. For several minutes we simply cuddled and kissed deeply. I was fresh off two very satisfying orgasms, so despite my erection I was in no rush. The lust was not burning out of me, replaced with a peaceful affection and admiration for the Greek goddess beneath me, her dark hair splayed out across the pillow. And even though she'd been watching me ream out her two friends and not getting any cock for herself, Kaia was content and unhurried as well. I reveled in seeing her Ice Queen façade melt away from her face, replaced by the simple gorgeousness of her face without the hard edge. It was while our bodies were rubbing against each other, hands massaging and lips trailing down sensitive nerves that our hips eventually moved into a proper position and I felt my shaft begin to part Kaia's silky soft folds. She gasped as I entered her, and with that sound as my signal I felt the boiling of hormones in my brain. I pulled back once, and then holding myself at the very edge of leaving her tight tunnel, I sharpened my eyes and stared right into the depths of Kaia's emerald irises, a deep pool of green I could lose myself into. Kaia's face visibly twitched, almost as if I'd physically struck her. Immediately she let out a loud pant of rich arousal as my effect slammed into her with all the force I could put behind it. And then I pumped into her, mentally picturing myself firing off every one of her inner nerves. Visualize, and make it happen. And I did. All at once, Kaia was experiencing perhaps the Ultimate orgasm, every nerve ending in her body sparkling as she suddenly howled so loud I was sure I'd have trouble hearing in the morning. I kept driving my cock into her with very quick strokes, not letting up at all on her pussy and my thumb on her clit, physically riding Kaia's bucking body as she thrashed left and right, screaming and clawing at my body and completely out of control. What had been planned as a long, luxurious lovemaking session had become the instant incredible orgasm. Kaia had gone from zero to climax in less than 30 seconds, and I was giddy with the rush of realizing what I'd accomplished. I was seriously going to have to remember that trick for the future. But then I found out how doing that had drained my body and my own control. I suddenly felt extreme exhaustion, my muscles aching and my body desperate to collapse. So collapse I did. My body fell heavily atop Kaia's still quaking skin, crushing my chest against her bare breasts and my head falling to the pillow beside her head. In the same moment, my balls released and I shot every ounce of sperm I had in my body into her. My body went limp, like a marionette with cut strings, except for my pecker which kept spewing jet after jet of spunk into Kaia's shuddering pussy. A minute later, she finally stopped screaming and her sweaty body went still beneath me. I watched Kaia's eyelids flutter, then finally her eyeballs just rolled back in her head and she passed out, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that had just coursed through every fiber of her being. I slid onto the bed beside her and moved my hand to her bosom to verify that her heart was still beating rapidly, then the creeping blackness overtook my vision and I joined her in the satisfied slumber of the sexually exhausted. I managed one smile just before I fell asleep. I could really get to enjoy my life. ------- Part 3: Love Potion ------- Chapter 8 Alone in the morning, Kaia and I were still too tired and sore to have another sex romp to start our day. I was going to have to be careful in applying that much energy into my effect. And unfortunately that night would be the last time I had her for two weeks. For some strange reason, unless I really focused my effect on her, Kaia didn't particularly enjoy intercourse and would much rather tease guys or be a voyeur. She really got off on watching, although there were still occasions where she desperately wanted to be fucked. And I'd had a ringing headache I'd had for days after the last time I pushed my effect that hard into her, so I accepted the situation and didn't press to have sex with her directly. In the meantime, every night, either Jamie or Leanne or some other sorority sister would join us for the evening, and I would wind up fucking that girl's lights out and shooting my sperm into every cavity of her body while Kaia watched. Most nights it was just one-on-one, while Kaia would pause every now and again to suckle my cream out of a sweaty, limp girl's body. But sometimes there were two or even three girls joining us, and I would pass out from exhaustion and dehydration in the wee hours of the morning. But while my lust was sated at night, I pursued Kaia with a romantic passion. I doted on her, showering her with gifts while we went to movies and dinners, going for walks and talking philosophy. And I melted through her Ice Queen persona and she became a very loving girlfriend. True, she was a control freak and she was still in charge most of the time (except whenever she wanted me to tie her up). But underneath everything, there was just a little girl who wanted tenderness and love. And she wasn't getting that from all the horny guys who just wanted to get in the pants of perhaps the most gorgeous girl on campus. So I gave her everything I had emotionally and backed off any sexual pressure. And I finally felt at peace in having someone like her by my side. Of course, that didn't mean I was going to ignore my lust or turn down the bevy of hotties she always introduced me to. I particularly enjoyed the times when she got so turned from watching that she would actually participate in our sexual romps (without me having to focus my effect on her), and I took every rare opportunity I could get to screw her until she saw stars. But it was that sexual infrequency with Kaia that ultimately proved to be the best of both worlds for me. She didn't absorb my sperm frequently enough for her to build up an immunity to me. So our sex was always amazing. And she provided enough variety around me with her sorority sisters and friends that I was never wanting. It was the perfect relationship for a guy like me. ------- The academic year ended, and I conspired so that I wouldn't have to separate from Kaia for the summer before my third year (but her fourth and final year). I got a paid internship with Mrs. Robinson, and my parents were more than willing to let me stay at school for something I could put on my resume. Really, I didn't have to do any work but let Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle run tests and sample my fluids. Meanwhile, Kaia stayed in the Sorority House for the summer and prepared for her senior year while spending every free moment being madly in love with me. New pleasures started up once school had started. A cute girl named Marissa had been a freshman pledge the previous year, and now that she was a sophomore and a full sister, we were seeing more and more of her around the house and at various Tri-Delt events. She caught my eye pretty early on, not an easy thing to do when my girlfriend was as stunningly gorgeous as Kaia. But Marissa was growing up with a body to die for and a face that would give Kaia a run for her money in any beauty competition. Now I consider myself to be a tits man. Nothing makes me happier than big, round jugs, and Kaia's were fantastic. But what especially had my attention was Marissa's PERFECT ass. Tight curve, rock hardness, wonderful shape: it was the kind of ass that would convert a gay guy back to women. Beyond the smokin' body, Marissa had a clean-cut girl next door feeling about her. She came from Canada, and her down-to-earth personality blended easily with her light brown hair and simple, but pretty, features. She had large, luminous eyes, an easy smile, and an innocent demeanor. I couldn't figure out how she fit into the Tri-Delt's usual image of haughty elitists. To be honest, I'd always noticed her as a cute girl amongst the sorority sisters, but never dwelled upon her too much as Kaia always brought me delicious female delights, and we had a group of regulars who would join us for fun sexual romps. That all changed one Friday evening, two weeks into the semester, when Kaia decided to play a little joke on me. The two of us were holed up in her bedroom, and after a heavy makeout and petting session we were both fully naked and itching to get it on. I cherished the few times we were alone together so I could make love to my goddess in private. But Kaia had other ideas. She got up and darted away from me, a giggle on her lips and a wink in her eye. I followed after her, and she danced us around her room, always playing hard to get and teasing me with her jiggling naked flesh. I finally trapped her against the hallway door and pressing my body flush against hers, I captured Kaia's lips and we kissed with an excited energy like horny high schoolers. I had just lost myself to the sensations when Kaia suddenly moved away from me, and before I could react she'd popped the door, and then shoved me stumbling through and out into the hallway. I'd just barely turned around before I saw Kaia's grin and motion of the door slamming in my face. The loud bang of the door shutting reverberated through the hallway, and caught the attention of two girls passing by. Marissa was one of them, a peroxide blonde in a black turtleneck the other. They turned around, and instinctively I dropped my hands to my crotch to cover my nakedness. I smiled gamely, certain that every rippling muscle as well as every bulge of fat on my body was on full display. And with my eyes still on the two sorority sisters, I gritted my teeth and reached out my left hand to bang on the still closed door. "This isn't funny," I growled. Kaia's musical laugh came back to me. "It is for me." Both sorority girls came back down the hallway and stopped right in front of me. Marissa called out, "Kaia? What's going on?" She posed prettily for me, flexing one leg and planting her hands on her hips. Kaia's reply came back quickly. "Marissa? Oh, goody. I was wondering who would be the first to come along and find him. Do what you want with him, but he has to stay out in public. Maybe the couches at the end of the hallway?" Marissa's eyes glittered as she roved over my body. The innocent girl façade melted away to leave only a slender, sultry vixen. Then she stepped forwards and seized one of my hands, leaving the other hand just barely enough to preserve what modesty I had left. And then she began to drag me down the hallway. "I've heard so much about you." She looked significantly at her companion. "Now we get to see if the stories were true." Our trio walked along, and behind my head I heard a door open, most likely Kaia coming out to watch. The embarrassment was soon leaving me, but would not go away for as long as I was the only one naked in a very public place. Still, I was still rather deflated when we got the little living area at the end of the second floor hallway. Marissa soon moved to rectify that when she sat me down and straddled my lap. She was still fully clothed in tight jeans and a cute top. Her hazel eyes stared deep into mine before she leaned in and kissed me rather experimentally. We kissed for a minute, and the blood started heating up in my veins. And as I got aroused, I could feel Marissa's skin already getting hotter to the touch. She backed up, her eyes aflame. "Nina? Can you help me with these clothes?" The peroxide blonde stepped up, her pale skin, pale hair, and pale blue eyes a stark contrast to the black turtleneck that molded to her full chest quite nicely. She reached down, cupping Marissa's perky tits first before going to work at her clothes. I looked past both girls to see Kaia leaning against a wall, wearing only a silk bathrobe but with her hand shoved inside the material so she could caress her own body while enjoying the voyeuristic view. Marissa had to step off of me to remove her jeans and had just gotten fully naked when Leanne rounded the corner and came upon our little group. She gasped, and then went straight to Kaia to ask what was going on. I switched my gaze back to Marissa's toned body, without an ounce of fat anywhere to be seen. Her tits weren't overly large, but they had a pleasant curve and pretty nipples. And her mouth was soon proving to be a warm, wet, heaven as she bent down, sucked my cock into her throat, and massaged my sensitive nerves with her tongue. Nina, the blonde, turned to ask Kaia to help her out. And I felt my hips twitch when Kaia first extended her tongue and planted it into the back of Nina's throat before roaming her hands along Nina's body. At last, she began to help strip the hot blonde. Leanne, not to be left out, reached out to feel Kaia's wonderful curves and slip her own hands beneath the silk bathrobe of her friend. I was overwhelmed with visual imagery, and my heart began racing and picking up the tempo of the entire area. I looked down at Marissa's face, and she rolled her eyes up to look back at me while she feasted on my cock. And when my hands went to her shoulders she got the hint and crawled up my body, kissing me first before settling her hips above my erection. I held myself in position for her as this young thing spread her thighs and began to lower her body onto me. I looked down to see her bare-shaven pussy lips, glistening with moisture, rubbing and parting slowly to allow my monster access to her slice of heaven. Once the head nudged through her opening, I gripped Marissa's ass and pulled her down and deep onto my body. And then Marissa took up the rhythm of plunging downward and then retracting back up to start again. Looking over, I saw Leanne and Kaia getting naked and crawling onto a couch to play with each other and enjoy the view. Nina's naked body, and especially her round D-cup tits, joined me and Marissa. She pressed her bosom against Marissa's bouncing body and pulled Marissa's head towards her own so they could French each other with a wonderful display of tongue gymnastics for my viewing pleasure. I leaned into their kiss so all three of us could make out while Marissa continued to bounce on my dick. It was no surprise when two more people came around the corner, a couple this time. Perhaps the guy was a boyfriend or perhaps he was just a Friday night date and they were heading for a bedroom to get laid, but the couple was already visibly aroused before they even got to us. They stopped and watched, leaning against a wall. My effect was pulsing out of me so hard I could actually feel it expanding from my body on a metaphysical level, and soon the new girl was moaning and her hand was in the guy's pants rubbing at his dick. Finally, the girl just dropped her panties and flipped up her skirt, bending over one of the couches with her pussy on full display. The guy's eyes bugged out in disbelief, but didn't let his shock stop him from freeing his cock and sinking it into the warm snatch of a willing girl. Everyone else in the room was watching this new development, and I heard Kaia squeal out her climax. She seriously got off on watching. And Marissa was panting non-stop in my ear as I ground out every millimeter inside her pussy. I leaned over to kiss Nina and tongue-wrestle with her, but in my hands I could feel Marissa getting close. My fingers had been playing around Marissa's ass for the last few minutes, and everytime my fingertip passed nearby to that wrinkled rosebud she had whimpered in anticipation. So now as her hips began to accelerate in tempo, I popped a finger through her asshole and then Marissa was crying out and gyrating her hips excitedly as the orgasm ripped through her body. I followed her a second later, and jackhammering Marissa's body along my shaft I finally blew a torrent of cum up and into her light body. My orgasm mentally detonated out of me as well, and the chorus of seven people wailing in ecstasy filled the room all at once. When we finally chugged to a stop, I moved Marissa over so she could sit down on the couch and loll her head back to recover. Having conquered her, I took charge of the situation and parked Nina on all fours in front of Marissa, Nina's blonde head between Marissa's knees and her round ass pointed back at me. I leaned down to tongue at Nina's moist pussy lips and pressed two fingers inside of her while also pressing Nina's head at Marissa's gaping slit, still oozing white globs of my cum. Nina got the hint and leaned into to eat out her friend, and I luxuriated in seeing two such lovely ladies pleasuring each other. Leanne had also gone to join the other couple, and had the other guy's dick embedded in her cunt while she ate out the other sorority girl. That left Kaia to finally walk up and kiss me while my fingers still plunged in and out of Nina's folds. She reached a hand down to revive my spent soldier, and after a few minutes of playing with her tongue and feeling her fingers tickling my balls, I was ready for round two. Marissa screamed out a new climax from Nina's expert tongue-work, and then I got to my knees behind Nina and leaned my erection forward. Kaia went to the couch to join Marissa. For some reason, no matter how many times I saw two gorgeous women slipping each other some tongue, I was always enraptured by the view. And watching my goddess of a girlfriend frenching this sweet, young thing I'd just fucked was sending my brain into a tailspin. And my arousal was not wasted as it picked up every other female another notch towards ecstasy. Nina certainly wasn't that tight, but she really knew how to use her inner muscles. I leaned back to hammer my cock in and out of her with long strokes at first, then lowered my chest against her back to grip her tits and grind her with short thrusts. And when my fingers squeezed down on her clit, Nina's whole body shuddered once, violently, as her orgasm swept through her. I rode out the waves and kept up my pumping motions, getting a good grip on her hips to really start pounding Nina's hot asscheeks. All seven of us kept up a loud riot of sex, and another male/female couple walked by and decided to join in with the new girl giving her boyfriend a sizzling blowjob while he watched the orgy before him. After a few minutes or so, I could instinctively feel Nina's second climax approaching. I redoubled my efforts, intent upon giving Nina the fuck of her life as I pistoned in and out of her pussy as hard and as deep as I could. She backed her head away from Marissa, leaving the young sophomore and Kaia alone to play with each other, and she simply let her head hang down between her shoulders as she was subjected to the sensations I was forcing on her. All at once, Nina's body locked up, and at the same time I felt my balls loosening. I pulled out at just the last moment and several cannon-shots worth of jizz blasted out, spraying Nina's ass and lower back with my cum. She threw her head up to moan out her climax and let out a wobbling wail as she felt each splash of semen hit her red-hot skin, and when we were both done she collapsed flat on her face, her knees buckling to nearly pass-out on the floor. Kaia slipped off Marissa and moved to lick and tongue at Nina's worn body. I watched her slurping up white trails of semen, coating Nina's asscheeks with her saliva and darting her tongue into Nina's asshole from time to time. She looked to Marissa to join her as well, but Marissa had other ideas. The young sophomore's eyes glittered right at me, and once Kaia started in on Nina she leapt off the couch to tackle me flat on the floor and kiss me before crawling lower down my body and take my limp dick into her mouth again. Kaia then came over and the two of them helped get me sitting on a couch once again, and I enjoyed the sight of them French kissing each other with my re- energizing erection trapped between their lips. The two of them continued to give me a dual blowjob and pleasure each other, until I'd finally gotten a third stiff dick and Kaia kissed me before moving her hips up. I'd blown two wads and fucked two heavenly bodies only recently, but the notion of screwing Kaia was still my idea of paradise. I was more excited than ever, and Kaia looked back over her shoulder to see my smile as she faced away from me and began to lower her body down across my hips. Marissa held my cock up for me until Kaia's pussy began to wrap around it, and then she leaned in to take Kaia's perfect tits into her mouth. With Kaia's back to me, I leaned in a nibbled on her shoulderblades while my hands moved her hips into just the right position. And once I knew I was lined up, I bucked my hips up and speared Kaia's tunnel in one thrust. Having cum twice already, I knew I could make this last as the three of us gyrated together. Kaia was springing up and down my shaft, her pussy tightly clamped onto the hot rod buried inside of her and letting the couch cushions help her up and down motions. Her body was hunched over away from me as she focused on the pleasure wreaking havoc through her nervous system, but I couldn't see the expression on her face. But I could watch as Marissa would alternately kiss at Kaia's lips, neck, and bosom, and then I saw Marissa shriek in surprise when Nina woke up and shoved three fingers deep into Marissa's pussy. I read all of Kaia's sexual signals perfectly, after much practice, and when she started getting close I poured my mental energy into Kaia's pleasure centers and seized her hips to jack her in my lap with harder aggression. She was kissing Marissa when the climax overtook her body, and she moaned with wide open lips directly into Marissa's kiss, and Marissa took the opportunity to shove her tongue town Kaia's throat in the middle of the big O. And I took the opportunity to lift Kaia's body off of me, leaving my erection coated in a thick layer of Kaia's orgasmic fluids. And while she was still whimpering out her orgasm, I re-aimed myself and slammed Kaia's body down, my pecker splitting Kaia's asshole and sinking my entire length deep into Kaia's bowels. She screamed out in mixed pain and pleasure and tripped off into another orgasm right away, howling at the world while I fucked Kaia's ass. She may have gotten this whole orgy started. But I was in control now. Marissa moved herself down at our feet until her face was in Kaia's stretched- wide pussy, eating her out with abandon while Nina flipped onto her back and nudged her head between Marissa's knees so she could lick upwards into Marissa's crotch. The heat and tightness of Kaia's ass was nearly unbearable for me, and my brain raced to find something else to think about and help delay my final release. I decided to focus my mental energies in reaching out to every girl, now six of them fucking each other around me. And as the pleasure built up into a steady pressure inside my brain, so did the pleasure increase in all of them. I was grunting with the exertion, my mental energy expenditure making me wear out that much more quickly, but I could feel the sexual tension tightening in the room until there was nothing left but to explode. All at once, I felt the sperm exit my balls and enter into my dick's tunnel and head for release. But in between that microsecond and the jizz flying out of my pecker's tip, I heard all six girls wailing out in absolute ecstasy. Kaia shrieked at the top of her lungs as she began to discharge her honey into Marissa's face. Marissa moaned into Kaia's pussy as she squeezed her thighs around Nina's head and poured out her own nectar down onto her friend. And Nina even climaxed despite the fact that no one was even touching her. Leanne and the two other girls also screamed out in pleasure, and at last my cum was pouring out of my shaft and splattering against the insides of Kaia's ass over and over and over again, until I was completely drained and Kaia's anal chute was completely plugged. She'd be shitting semen for days if I had any choice in the matter. And when it was all over, my brain was fried in a very pleasing way. And when Marissa and Nina both came over to kiss me and glow about how that really WAS the best sex of their lives, I knew Kaia and I had two more regulars to look forward to. Inexorably, the mental drain caught up with me the way it always did after such a concentrated "effect" action. I'd made six women climax simultaneously. The creeping blackness clouded my eyes, and I surrendered myself to the bliss of unconsciousness. ------- Chapter 9 That academic year flew by, and I got laid more times than I could count. All too soon, Kaia's graduation was only months away, and she was deciding on a career path. I started to worry about what would happen between me and my first long-term girlfriend. But in the meantime, we simply enjoyed the time we had, and the abundance of female flesh we were both able to acquire. I was walking hand in hand with Kaia just before sunset, enjoying the fresh air and talking with her about anything and everything. We cruised through the park while she vented some frustration at her latest hang-up. Kaia still had her anal retentive personality that demanded order and planning in her life, and made her extremely high maintenance when things were out of her control. On some level it was annoying how easily she could get pissed, but at the same time it was the obvious passion and determination she put into everything she did that really attracted me to her on a personal level. Here was a girl who exuded confidence and certainty, a natural charisma that helped to explain why she had so many people in her orbit who were in search of a direction in their lives. We had just rounded a bend and were heading back towards Kaia's place when a running figure caught my attention, already familiar at this distance. The brunette hair was pulled back into a no-nonsense ponytail, and then I was able to make out the elfin features of Mrs. Robinson, running to catch up to me. Out of breath, she finally managed to scold me, "You're not picking up your phone!" "I'm busy," I gestured to my girlfriend. "She needed to talk to me." Mrs. Robinson rolled her eyes, and Kaia look a little annoyed but kept her mouth shut, curious as to what my Biology professor needed from me. "I need you back in the lab, as soon as possible." Mrs. Robinson bent over, huffing still. She was in good shape, but the Bio Lab was a mile away and she must have sprinted the whole way. "What's going on?" Mrs. Robinson stood up just long enough to grin at me. "I think I've got it." "The antidote?" I was suddenly a little worried at the idea of losing my power. "No, no. Something MUCH better, if I can just find the right way to market it." She had my curiosity piqued. ------- We dropped off Kaia at her place and then I drove Mrs. Robinson back to the lab. Mrs. Robinson was giddy with excitement and it was hard for her to keep still. We went into her office, and she pulled up a video file on her computer. "First off, I created this mixture and went to test it." On the screen, Gabrielle was depositing several drops of a pink liquid into beakers, presumably the ones with the synthetic fluid mixture of female arousal. Almost immediately, ripples appeared on the surface. "After several rounds of refinement, we finally got to this level." Mrs. Robinson switched to a new video, and now the second round of pink drops made the beakers start bubbling. "It's stable, but very concentrated." "Then, we got to this stage." The video showed Mrs. Robinson spraying what looked like a perfume on Gabrielle while she had various electrodes hooked up to her. Almost immediately, the heart rate monitor spiked, and then her cheeks flushed red and she started panting. The video cut out just before Gabrielle managed to shove a hand down her pants. "It wears off rather quickly, so it's not marketable." "Now, we were looking for the third and ultimate stage. It took every drop I had left of your blood to make this cologne." Mrs. Robinson pulled out a compact flash memory card, suitable to a digital video camera. She kept talking as she popped the card into the computer and waiting for the system to respond. "We selected a suitable male test subject, and then sent him into an appropriate experiment location." She loaded up the memory card, and started the playback. The image was a little grainy and looked to be from a hidden camera mounted on the male subject as he walked into a familiar bar. There was no audio. Mrs. Robinson turned to me, "You've seen the commercials for the Axe effect? Or Tag body spray? Well, this is REAL." The moment the man walked in, many of the girls within sight turning to look at the newcomer. More than one appeared to be sniffing the air. The subject went to the bar, ordered a drink, and almost immediately found a convenient woman for conversation. Mrs. Robinson's voice cut into the silence as I watched the pretty blonde flirt with the subject. "It's a custom mix. There's the synthetic hormone stimulant that's based on your effect, but it bonds to the male's natural pheromones so the girls are specifically attracted to the subject. It's no longer just a general aphrodisiac." We watched for another minute before the girl finally shot our subject down, and he turned away in search of further prey. "The cologne gets her attention on you, and helps with stimulation. But it's not a miracle and you still gotta earn it," she explained. We continued watching until the subject succeeded in seducing a second girl, and Mrs. Robinson stopped the playback explaining that the test subject turned off the camera once he got his girl to the bedroom. Mrs. Robinson fixed me with a grin. "Congratulations, you're now the basis for the only real aphrodisiac on the planet." I was a little stunned. I never really thought that sort of thing would be possible. But then again, a guy who could get women turned on with his mind was also a rather strange concept. "So, I need another blood sample." And Mrs. Robinson whipped out a needle half as long as my arm. ------- In the meantime, graduation was just around the corner and Mrs. Robinson had to set up the latest chemical mix. Kaia's best job offer would take her out of the state into one of the big cities, and regretfully we agreed to break up with the Graduation. She had been my first love, the first one I'd ever felt an emotional connection with and a reason to give my heart away. It was a warmth she had returned to me with fervor, and she displayed a tenderness with me that had always been for my eyes only. She may have been the Ice Queen to the world, but she was nothing but warm and accepting for the first boyfriend she ever really cared about. But we were young, and we both knew our relationship likely wouldn't last forever. If we were meant to be together, we would find each other again someday. Jamie, Leanne, and most of Kaia's other friends were also graduating and moving on. So on the same day, I not only lost my breathtakingly gorgeous girlfriend and most of her wonderful fuck-buddies, but I also lost that loving and anchoring romantic presence in my life. Two weeks after the academic year ended, Mrs. Robinson quit the University and created a new startup company with me to patent her formula. She was the brains behind the outfit, but I was a rather necessary ingredient. I would be a partner in the company, but I was staying in school for the next year at least to finish my degree. Gabrielle conveniently graduated with her Master's degree and joined the company as its first employee. Two weeks after that we had our first meeting with a prominent venture capital group. Understandably, they needed a demonstration of the product in order to be convinced. The VC team was rather skeptical of a new wonder aphrodisiac, and only Mrs. Robinson's credentials had even gotten us this far. The demonstration was set up at a singles bar in a neutral city an hour's drive away from the school. The venture capital team went inside first, discreetly mixing with the crowd and would then return with a list of three female candidates that our male subject would have to go in and attempt to seduce. They used Mrs. Robinson's hidden camera and then identified the three girls for us. We had agreed to the test, but Mrs. Robinson wasn't going to risk this on an unknown male. The VC team didn't know the source of our cologne formula, so we stacked the deck by sending ME in as the male subject. For a moment I felt guilty about what we were doing. But then again, I was single once again, and it wasn't like I would be forcing anyone to do something against their will. If girls got aroused, and they wanted to do something about it, that was their choice. Still, I knew that with my own lustful effect in combination with the cologne, this challenge wouldn't be difficult at all. Just like in our previous test, many a female eye was on me the moment I walked in the door and gave the cologne a second to permeate the room. I began scanning the place, looking for the target women while I headed to the bar. Finally, I was 21 and old enough to legally buy alcohol. And once the first vodka burn passed down my throat and I really got an eyeful of cleavage in push-up bras from the various hotties around me, it was an easy matter to get my adrenaline (and thus my effect) racing. Only a few minutes after I'd arrived, arousal levels had significantly gone up in the female population of this bar. And I decided to head for the girl I thought would be the easiest. I liked a challenge, but this was a serious amount of money we were talking about. She was a cute, perky girl. Little black cocktail dress, short blonde hair tucked behind her ears. She fit the profile of a Sex and the City fan out on the town looking to get lucky. And two of her hot friends were clearly on the arms of their male dates, while she was left lonely. I'd picked up many a girl at social events, and this one went just about the same. Her name was Penny, and once she got a whiff of my cologne, her eyes simmered and I already knew that I had her. I bought her a drink, her friends made excuses to disappear, and we made small talk for ten minutes. All I had to do was walk out of the bar, take her back to my hotel room, and it was Mission Accomplished. The hidden camera had audio, and I knew my lame pick up lines wouldn't have been enough to seduce this girl. So the venture capitalists would have to believe it was the aphrodisiac doing the heavy lifting for me. But now, my ego had been inflated and I wanted to aim for more. I glanced to my left to see targets 2 and 3 had both ended up at the bar nearby to each other, and my mind raced as a new plan formed in my head. I tugged Penny over to the bar, saying that we needed to get her a refill. She whined that I just wanted to get her drunk so I could take advantage of her. I told her, quite honestly, that she didn't have to be drunk for me to take advantage of her. But we went over and a female bartender immediately zeroed in on me to take my order. My arousal levels had kicked up another few notches with the excitement, and Mrs. Robinson's wonder-mix had both new targets, and a few others, staring right at me. We got our drinks, and I pointedly ignored both new target girls, really just to get their attention. Instead, I leaned over Penny and with careful coordination, spilled just a few drops of my drink onto her bare chest. "Oops, I'm so sorry, let me clean that up." It was sophomoric, and rather risqué, but Penny just giggled when I dipped my face to her chest and tongued up the spilt liquor from near her collarbone. I only wished I'd gotten closer to her cleavage. And the moment my tongue hit her skin, Penny moaned erotically right into my ear, and I felt a surge of hormones pop up in me and a chorus of sighs sounded off around me. I could only imagine what the venture capital team was making of this as they saw a bevy of women getting visibly aroused in my general presence. Every girl in there was getting hot, and they were getting hot specifically for me. And it was at this time that the claws came out. Target #2, an athletic-looking tomboy with a light brown ponytail actually tapped Penny on the shoulder and wondered what a slut like her was doing in this bar. She had strong cheekbones and a well-sculpted body, with an angular attractiveness to her face. "Hell, you're not even worth a guy like him." I was immediately on the defensive, separating the two of them and trying to calm down the situation half-heartedly. Penny, however, was already responding. "What, like a soccer-dyke like you would be woman enough for him?" I saw the rage flicker through Target#2 and for a brief moment I zeroed in my effect right into her, to see where this was going. Automatically and without any foresight she answered, "Hell yeah." And she leaned over and planted a fat kiss right onto my lips. "Hey!" the voice came from someone else, a random girl standing by and looking at me dreamily. And she stepped in to pull Target#2 off of me. This set off a light shoving match and a few angry words before a male bartender yelled over everyone to calm down. He didn't have a clue what the hell was going on. I noticed Target#3 leaning off to the side, a gorgeous, raven-haired woman who seemed perhaps 10 years older than me, but with a Monica Bellucci-esque body that men would kill to possess. She remained strong and silent, above the pettiness of the younger girls, but still her laser gaze was right on me. I shrugged, as if feeling rather above the squabbling of the little girls throwing themselves at me, and I stepped away from the bar in a beeline for the gorgeous woman in the corner, her slinky dress and huge tits calling out to me. I'd already seen her brush off two guys like mosquitoes, but I knew she wasn't going to be turning me down. I took her hand, then bent to touch my lips to her knuckles, and introduced myself. I threw her a line, a rather cheesy one, but she smiled beguilingly at me. And so I begged for her name. "My name is Olivia." "Olivia. What do you say we get out of here and have a glass of wine in my hotel suite?" "That sounds lovely." And so with this gorgeous woman on my arm, I headed for the exit. Penny intercepted us and whined, "What about me?" I glanced at Olivia for a moment, but her face was a complete mystery. I decided to go for broke and just said, "Well, if you can handle the competition, perhaps you can join us." So Penny slipped onto my other arm. Bagging two of the targets would HAVE to impress the venture capitalists. And we once again moved to the exits. But once the gaggle of girls figured out I was open to more than one, there were three others begging to join in and promising to do anything. Target#2 was in the group as well, and picking her out from the group I finally asked for her name. "Quinn!" she called out, full of hope. Damn these girls were horny. "Quinn may join, but I'm afraid that's all a man like me can handle." And so I waltzed out of the bar with all three targets, leaving behind a group of disappointed ladies. It was as if they knew they were missing out on the most fantastic sex of their lives. But I only had the biggest grin on my face. We'd spared no expense for this demonstration, and Mrs. Robinson had a limo waiting for us when we came out. A large hotel suite would be just around the corner. Inside the limo, I finally leaned over and tasted Olivia's spicy lips. Penny whined, but I told her that she and Quinn would have to wait in punishment for starting a catfight in the bar. I promised I would take care of them, but they'd have to delay their turn. That is, unless they could find a way to make it up to me. Quinn interjected, "Well, what about this?" And she turned to plant a sloppy, wet kiss on Penny's lips. She'd obviously done this before, but Penny shrieked in surprise, although she didn't quite pull away from Quinn's touch. Still, the kiss was a hot enough sight to get my blood racing, and I watched the inhibitions in Penny's face melting away as Quinn kept up her assault. And just when Penny started moaning back into the kiss, Quinn pulled away and fixed me with a glare. "Want to see more?" Olivia could attest to how much more I wanted to see. Her hand was wrapped around my hard-on through my pants, and it was trembling in her grasp. I finally said, "You two keep that up and then I'll fuck you so hard you'll pass out from too much pleasure." Penny grinned at that thought and she was the one to tackle Quinn against the cushions and began making out with her feverishly. And I turned to spar with Olivia's tongue once again. We got to the hotel all too soon, and I was momentarily disappointed that we had to get out. But then, I was looking forward to the ecstasy waiting upstairs. The four of us stumbled through the lobby and paired off again as soon as we got into the privacy of the elevator. And it was all I could do to pry myself off of Olivia's dynamite body to get the card key into the door. Penny gasped at the opulence once we got inside. It was a setting made for seduction, with panoramic views through the floor-to-ceiling windows, large hot tub, and oversized bed. I knew the four of us would fit comfortably on it, and yet still snuggle close together if I had anything to do with it. And unlike our previous test, I left the hidden camera on, positioning my jacket so that the lens had a wonderful view of the bed. I knew Mrs. Robinson would stop the playback shown to the venture capitalists eventually, but I also knew that she and Gabrielle would enjoy watching me ravage the three hotties I'd be soiling the bedsheets with. My mind was racing with desire, an emotion mirrored in the eyes of my three beauties. I was desperate to get Olivia's dress off, and she did not disappoint with the laciest, most erotic lingerie I'd ever seen. Her huge tits were spilling over the top and her garter set called my attention down to a neatly trimmed pussy. She wasn't even wearing panties. Quinn and Penny stripped each other, and one sport thong and one g-string went flying off into the corners. The two of them fell on the bed first, rolling around in a whirl of brunette ponytail and short blonde hair flying around. Only minutes ago, it seemed they were ready to tear each other apart, and not in a good way. Now, they were attacking one another in lustful fervor. Quinn managed split Penny's naked body before her, and ducked her head to taste what promised to be a very sweet pussy. As for Olivia, I freed her bounteous bosom to the open air, and even Quinn paused to stare in admiration. Olivia was a woman of few words, instead remaining smokily mysterious. But once I got my fingers into her, she was as wet as any other woman and her low moans were a melody in my ears. I sat at the edge of the bed and pressed down on her shoulders. Olivia got the message and knelt before me. I felt a rush of power seeing this imperious lady kneeling at my feet, and when she extracted my erection, I was giddy with anticipation. Gently, she stroked along my length with her tongue, and then placed the banana-bent member in between her round tits. I was then surrounded by her warm flesh as Olivia began to titfuck me, an exquisite pleasure capped with her tongue snaking out to tease the crown. I glanced to the side to see Penny staring back at me, completely in wonderment at the concept of another woman eating her out. Her perky tits stayed upright, firm B-cups barely sagging despite being flat on her back, and she tickled her own nipples with one hand while the other one pressed Quinn's head down into her crotch. And when Penny's eyes squeezed shut and she whimpered out her climax, I felt a desperate desire to bury my cock deep inside a warm pussy. I lifted Olivia up, kissing the mouth that had just been teasing my cock and I spun her around onto the bed. I lay her body flat on her back and her voluptuous body stretched out languidly as she sighed in relaxation, her limbs artfully skewed across the bedspread. I climbed atop her, kissing my way from pussy and around her voluminous tits, then finally to her face. And with her legs spread wide for me, my dick entered her flaming hot pussy at the same time my tongue entered into her mouth. She gasped happily into our kiss, feeling my thickness splitting her wide open. And planting my palms onto those gigantic globes of heaven, I gripped her tits tightly while I began to fuck her in earnest. Meanwhile, Penny and Quinn had switched places, Quinn sitting up against the headboard while instructing her little friend in the art of cunnilingus. The perky blonde was taking to it quite happily, licking and munching with giddy excitement. Olivia's pussy was a warm, wet paradise. I had also been so revved up from the ride over that I could feel my control slipping away far too quickly. So moving my grip to Olivia's hips, and laying my body flat against her, I grinded myself into her crotch and tongue Olivia's neckline until I felt her involuntary spasms spreading across her body. And at the last moment, I finally felt Olivia jerk once, and then I was pouring out my cum juice while she quaked with her first climax. We thrashed around together with the springiness of the bed, the roiling pleasure of our simultaneous climax surging into our brains while my effect had Penny and Quinn moaning up a storm to join our aural outburst. And what felt like a gallon of jizz kept blasting inside of Olivia's box until I could feel it overflowing out around my base. Spent for the moment, I rolled over, lazily slurping an erect nipple into my mouth while enjoying the wonderful ache in my muscles after an enthusiastic fuck. Penny and Quinn had stopped to observe our aftermath. Olivia's eyes were on pretty Penny, and she beckoned to the girl in a husky voice. "Come here little one." Penny's eyes wavered for a moment, but she came obediently and moved where Olivia directed her. And so Penny ended up facedown on the bed between Olivia's spread legs, her face in Olivia's crotch so she could suck out our mingled juices which were oozing out of Olivia's body. But this also left Penny bent over at the waist, her feet planted on the ground. Quinn eyed me for a moment, but then her gaze went down to my half-hard erection, still coated in cum leftovers. Seeing a chance to finally get a piece of me, she went around until she was next to me and could take my pecker into her mouth. I could tell instantly that while Quinn liked girls, she was definitely no pure dyke. Her expertise at blowing me had me hard again in moments, and with a satisfied slurp she began to bob her head up and down my fully erect shaft. But then her eyes drifted over the Sapphic coupling beside her, and especially Penny's tight ass poking out over the bed. She tugged me off the bed silently, and moved me behind Penny into position herself. Penny was lost in her own world, deliriously happy at drinking down the cum I'd deposited into the raven-haired beauty. So she didn't even realize what was going on while I split her legs to the side and before she knew it, I'd rammed my cock all the way into her gaping pussy. Penny threw her head back in surprise and screamed at my penetration, but I was already pumping her quickly and her whole body shook with each slam of our hips. And she could no longer pay attention to what was in front of her while I fucked Penny silly from behind. Quinn slid over to Olivia and straddled her head. I looked up to see Quinn grinning as she lowered her steaming snatch to the gorgeous woman's face, and then Quinn let her head roll back as she soaked up the sensations of Olivia's tongue buried into her tight tunnel. Penny was flat against the bedspread, just taking all the punishment I could dish out upon her petite body. She started wriggling her hips even harder at me, seeming to really get off on my utter control. So when I planted a hand on the small of her back and pinned her to the bed, she whimpered and climaxed as I continued to fuck her down. I was getting a serious high off of watching my dick piston in and out of Penny's tight pussy, the perky globes of her ass staring back at me. And without further thought I pulled myself out, my pecker soaked in orgasmic fluids, and gripping Penny's asscheeks in my hands, I pressed the tip against her asshole and forced my way down. Penny screamed louder than anything I'd ever heard as my cockhead popped through and the shaft began its descent down her backside passage. But then immediately afterward I felt the splash of fluids as she climaxed, actually squirting out and dribbling feminine nectar down her legs. And then roughly I began to really ride her little body, my cock violating her deepest recesses as I split Penny's rectum in half and fucked her with abandon until at last I released and plugged Penny's ass full of my sticky juices. Penny shrieked out a new climax, and her whole body shook like an earthquake until finally her eyes just rolled over and she passed out completely, her body unable to handle the pleasure. Olivia and Quinn had moved into a sixty-nine while I was reaming out Penny's asshole. I left Penny's used and abused body on the bed, and then pulled myself up and out of her ass right next to Quinn's head. And with a gleam in her eyes, Quinn just reached out and began sucking on my spent cock again. My mind raced with the nastiness of what she was doing, but she just smiled around my cock which was becoming erect again with remarkable speed. But I was tired, and I moved until I could collapse onto my back across the bed. Quinn followed me, and then ducked her head back down to continue her oral attention. And so after a few short minutes of exquisite blowjob, I was happily erect once again and Quinn simply got up and mounted me in one thrust. Olivia was right beside us, kneeling next to Quinn and kissing her ferociously while Quinn pawed at Olivia's tits that we were all so enraptured with. And I did my best to make short thrusts upwards but I pretty much let Quinn's athletically toned body fuck itself upon my meatpole. Her six-pack abs were getting a serious workout as she humped and gyrated and bucked upon me. Olivia moved herself around until her head was between my legs, bending Quinn down to where I could reach Quinn's nipples with my mouth and extending her own long tongue down to my balls. I gave a big involuntary thrust up into Quinn's tunnel when I felt Olivia's touch, and then I was pumping even harder once Olivia began to seriously bathe my testicles in her mouth. And the effect was not lost on the athletic babe riding me for all she was worth. When Quinn sped up the pace towards her first coital orgasm with me, Olivia yanked back on Quinn's ponytail, arching her head upwards to the ceiling, and just when the orgasm overtook her, Olivia kissed Quinn's open wide mouth in the big "O", planting a new passionate kiss on Quinn's lips and swirling her tongue inside Quinn's mouth while I fucked the girl through her climax. I used Quinn's tight asscheeks to fling her light body against me until she came a second time, and in the end I finally blew my final load, erupting up into Quinn's body and embedding my sperm into her inner walls. And this time it was Olivia who slurped my jizz out from Quinn's box until we all rolled together in a naked pile of flesh to go to sleep for the night. Penny came alive again around 4am and complained that she never got to feel my cum in her pussy, only her ass. So she rode me for twenty minutes until I spurted inside of her and we could go back to sleep. Then around 9am all four of us finally woke up to start the day. I came twice more, once in Olivia's mouth and then the second up Quinn's asshole, before we all finally split apart and went our separate ways. I got three phone numbers and promised to use them if I ever came back to this city. But then I finally called up Mrs. Robinson to check in and get the answer I was hoping for. After all, this whole thing was set up so we could prove our product and start making some money. Needless to say, we got our funding. Now any chemical development usually takes some time. If this were a pharmaceutical drug, we'd be stuck in development hell and FDA red-tape for seven years or so. But this was just a body spray, and Mrs. Robinson's lab had already completed most of the work. Still, we wouldn't have a product for a year at least. So Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle got the company rolling with offices, staff, manufacturing, etc... And while I drew a nice salary being a partner and all, it was time for me to get hit the books - and hit a few more college coeds before my time was done. ------- Chapter 10 I didn't last long on the open market once school started up again. Literally, my first day back in the academic area I got propositioned five times by several very pretty girls. I was a big man on campus, with quite the reputation after bedding more than my fair share of beautiful women. While many had stayed away from me for fear of my Ice Queen girlfriend, now that Kaia was gone I was fair game once again. But my time with Kaia had also spoiled me. I'd had a gorgeous bisexual girlfriend who had a willingness to share me around. I had an emotional outlet and a tender romance beyond the wild sex. And I could afford to be selective about finding a new girlfriend. One might have suggested I skip the girlfriend step and just fuck everything with big tits that moved. But I always had my craving for affection and a pathway towards love. In the end, I was caught pretty quickly. All it took was a smile from Marissa and a shy request that I take her out Friday night. She looked almost nervous in asking me out, and her innocence captured me now the same way it had first caught my attention last year. I had first-hand knowledge that she wasn't such an innocent little girl, and in fact could be quite the freak in bed. But her coy affection was intoxicating to me after all the brazen in-your-face sexuality of some of the girls trying to seduce me. Our first real date was sweet and romantic, without the pressures of sex. To be sure, I'd already fucked her a dozen times before, and knew the intimate details of every curve on her body. But this casual getting-to-know you dinner and conversation had me at ease. I had gone three months without Kaia, and truly missed the quiet romantic moments. But Marissa was so easy to talk to I felt myself falling right back into my old boyfriend habits with her. I wasn't aroused, but merely attracted to her on a personal level. Belatedly, I realized that my effect had never even gotten flipped to the "on" position during our entire date. It was when I recognized how much I was enjoying myself without the crutch of my effect clouding a girl's mind that the wave of desire first hit me. It wasn't love, but it wasn't really lust either. Still, Marissa had me wanting her as much as I'd ever wanted a girl before in my life. And when that wave of desire washed over my mind, my effect turned on with full force. Immediately, Marissa sucked in her breath and let out a wispy pant, her eyelids fluttering as the hormones rioted through her brain. I took that as my cue to get the check. The waiter, quite ready for us to leave after our two hours of hogging up the table, was helping me in a flash, and then we were on our way back to the sorority house. Expectedly, Marissa wasn't about to let me just kiss her goodnight and leave. So she dragged me into the sorority house, where I was already a familiar face. Marissa sprinted up the stairs, holding onto my hand tightly as we raced past several familiar faces. Nina's peroxide blonde head even turned and she whistled after Marissa with a triumphant "Alright!" Two other sorority sisters grinned at the two of us before we reached the haven of Marissa's bedroom, darted inside, and then slammed the door shut with finality. Marissa planted me against the door, providing a heavy thumping noise for all who wanted to hear from out in the hallway. And then we were tongue-wrestling for all we were worth. She worked fast to get my pants open, and then dragging everything to my ankles she reached out and fed upon my hardening member. I'd already known her to be an expert at oral pleasure, but tonight's blowjob surpassed my wildest expectations. She was fast and aggressive, yet so soft with her touch. It was an incredible display of control that she could move her head and fingers so quickly without ever feeling harsh or overly pressing against my sensitive flesh. It was the best blowjob of my life. My knees were weak, and it was all I could do to remain upright against the door. And finally Marissa's whole head was bobbing back and forth so fast until she was fucking my cock with her mouth. And in the final moments, when my balls had tightened to iron cannonballs, she plunged forward and took my entire length down her throat until her eyes flashed and her lips were pressed up against my base. Her hands gripped my asscheeks and my hands gripped her head as I thrust my hips and howled my climax to the ceiling. A river of cum shot out of me and straight down into Marissa's belly, and she pulled back to stop from gagging to jack off every subsequent shot into her mouth so she could swallow every little droplet. Not a single bit leaked out, despite the heavy volume. When I was done, I slumped into the door again, just barely keeping myself from hitting the ground. "Aw, fuck that was incredible." Marissa grinned at me. "You taste wonderful. And I love giving head." "It shows." "Come on now." Marissa stood up and took my hand. "It's time for you to return the favor. We moved into Marissa's bedroom, kissing each other deeply so I could taste the slightly salty flavor inside her mouth. Very few guys would do this and it was even more of a turn-on for Marissa. We finally managed to strip each other, and laying her flat on her bed I paused to admire her fantastic body once again. The girl was impossibly slender, maybe only a 20-inch waist and similarly thin hips and chest, which made her full B-cup tits seem ever larger and perkier. Once before I'd been worried I'd snap her in half. But when she wrapped those long legs around my neck, all I could focus on was the wet pretty pussy before my eyes, narrow slit pointing the way through her bare vaginal lips. With all my years of practice, I munched down and didn't lift my head until I counted three hip-shaking, ear-splitting cries of ecstasy. My tongue was sore after fifteen minutes and my face was fully coated with a fine sheen of fluids. But more importantly for my selfish desire, my cock was fully hard once again. I didn't bother to clean myself up, but merely stood up and slobbered all over Marissa's face while she giggled. "It's your fault my face is wet," I told her. And she just laughed and licked my cheek in response. But then my hips settled between hers, and her face went dead serious to feel every moment of my cock burrowing down her exquisitely tight tunnel. Marissa clutched my body tightly against hers while we made love. And it truly was making love, the same way I felt mentally when I was with Kaia. It was so much more than the mindless sex (which is still VERY fun, by the way). Her legs intertwined with mine or crossed behind my ass to pull me deeper and tighter into her. My arousal poured out of me and directly into Marissa's mind, and she was moaning non-stop into my ears feeling the pleasure of the best sex of her life wracking her body. I nibbled on her neck and Marissa squealed, her legs clamping down around my lower back and holding me on top of her body as she rode out a new orgasm. And when she returned to the world of the living her eyes flashed at me again and she suddenly moved, rolling us both over and then positioning herself in a doggy style. Her knees were planted wide for me but her shoulders and head were flat on the pillows before her. Instead, she used her hands to spread those perfect asscheeks wide, beckoning me with an invitation she knew I would never turn down. My dick was harder than steel, and leaning forwards, I gazed more upon the tight curves I was about to penetrate, a zillion wishes coming true. I've said it before, Marissa has the PERFECT ass. And she was offering it to me. So nudging carefully and applying some steady pressure, the crown popped through her sphincter and all at once I shoved every inch of my meat deep inside of her. Marissa growled, and with her cheek still pressed to the pillow, she chanted at me, "Fuck me! Fuck my ass, baby!" So I did just that. I lunged forwards over and again, and once I held her hips in my hands, just circling the tip around her asshole before slamming myself all the way in again in one massive thrust, forcing a long "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" out of Marissa's throat. "Oh, shit yeah!" Marissa cried out as I kept on plugging away at her, and very quickly I felt the cum boiling in my balls. I had only a few precious moments before I would explode, and I wanted to give Marissa so much more out of this. I focused my mental energies once again, remembering the trick I had used on only a few other occasions. I knew I would probably black out from the strain, but for this sweet, young thing before me, I knew it would be worth it. Visualize, and make it happen. And I did. Marissa's Ultimate orgasm lit off in her body, every nerve ending firing simultaneously. She screamed so loud I knew everyone in the house would hear it. And Marissa completely lost control. Her body flailed in every direction except off of my dick. Her legs spasmed, her arms waved, and her torso rocked as if she was having the worst seizure in the world. And me and my dick did our best just to hang on inside the spasming muscles of Marissa's anal passage. And towards the end of Marissa's massive climax, every muscle in my body went limp, and the floodgates holding back my orgasm blew open to release the current of thick, white cum to cascade through my shaft and fill up this heavenly creature. Marissa's climactic fluids splashed out of her body in a flood of nectar pouring down her legs and onto the sheets. And every single drop of sperm I had left in my body blasted out of my fire hose, very quickly filling Marissa's rectum to the brim until it began to dribble out of her and join the female cum already running down her body. Marissa collapsed onto her face, and after plopping out I collapsed next to her, face-to-face. She managed to stare at me, wide-eyed in utter amazement at what I'd done to her body, but then her eyes rolled straight back and she passed out, collapsing backwards across the bed, letting a river of mixed cum dribble out of her abused body. And the blackness took over, and I joined her in sleep. ------- My dreams became vivid and real. This wasn't the jumbled riot of images. This was a heavenly vision. I was kissing Kaia, filled with complete peace. But then Kaia turned and began to walk away from me, and my heart sank with the realization that she was leaving me for good. She had been my first real attempt at love and a girlfriend, despite all the wonderful sex I'd had before her. But as she went away, I saw Marissa walking towards us. Kaia stopped when Marissa reached her, and they both looked at me for a few moments. Finally, Kaia leaned in and kissed Marissa's lips softly, rubbed her cheek, and then turned away. Marissa and I both watched Kaia walking on until her form became transparent, and in the end she vanished completely. The baton had been passed in some way. And Marissa walked up to me, pressing those same soft lips directly to mine. It was a strange taste, as if the essence of Kaia was still on Marissa's lips, and she was sharing that essence with me. I had adored the old girlfriend, but that did not prevent me from loving the new one. I realized I was already thinking of Marissa as my new girlfriend. Perhaps it was not fair to see her as a replacement for Kaia. Too many expectations to live up to in some ways. But it was also an advantage for Marissa as that mentality would let me open up to her so much more quickly as well. And as I dreamed of rolling around in soft fields of green grass, kissing and making love to sweet Marissa, I felt the warmth of pleasure wrapping around my body like a blanket. And when my eyes fluttered open into the real world, I found the warmth of that pleasure was very real. Marissa was kissing me awake with the wonderfully soft lips that I remembered so vividly, and I delighted in seeing her pretty face as I woke up. She looked like she'd already taken a shower, her hair still a little damp while she wore a simple bathrobe. And I also felt fresher, like someone had scrubbed off all the dried fluids caking my body. But then another sensation caught my attention, and I glanced down lower to see a peroxide blonde head bobbing up and down in my lap, coating my erection in layer after layer of shiny saliva with a warm tongue. "Uh, good morning Nina." Nina's pale blue eyes flashed up to me, and she smiled with her face still stuffed with cock. Realizing my new state of consciousness, she got up onto the bed, showing off her round D-cups and wrapping the warm flesh around my rod for a moment before straddling and mounting my shaft, groaning happily as I penetrated deeply into her body. I groaned with her, then settled myself onto the pillow to comfortably look at Marissa, the sweet girl I was already falling in love with. We kissed briefly, but then she moved over to take one of Nina's heavy boobs into her mouth. I leaned my head back to enjoy the view, watching Nina's wet nether lips rise and fall around my shaft. Higher up her beautiful breasts bounced with every thrust, and especially her pretty face as she enjoyed feeling our bodies joined together. I watched happily as the two girls pleasured each other, rubbing lips against each other's skin and especially when Marissa moved up to let Nina suckle on her turgid nipples. And when Marissa hungrily returned to me I remembered that I wasn't dealing with Kaia's usual voyeuristic approach to sex. Marissa was just as eager to fuck me as her friend. Speaking of Nina, I kept the hot blonde gyrating in my lap, my thumb flicking at her clit while I moved her hips in a wide circle with my erect pole in the middle. And I finally seized upon Marissa's light body and pulled her over my face so I could lap at the honey creaming out between her legs. This left both girls riding me and facing one another so they could continue their makeout session. And after both girls crested over into their orgasms, Nina lifted herself up to try something new. With a careful grip, she took my nectar-coated rod and held me in place until she was able to settle her asshole over my mushroom head. And with gritted teeth, she began to sink me up her backside with a constant pressure and a few wriggles of her hips. And with a sigh, she spread her knees to the side and leaned back until her elbows were planted on the bed astride my feet, leaving a gaping pussy wide open to Marissa's gaze. Multiple hot, bisexual, anal-sex loving babes who want to fuck my brains out. How could my life get any better? I enjoyed my paradise, and the ladies enjoyed the wonderful sexual buzz I radiated out into their minds. Nina was in absolute rapture feeling my cock splitting her ass and Marissa's expert tongue lapping at her cunt once Marissa bent over to eat out her friend. I'd gotten used to controlling my climactic effect, and when my balls coiled themselves, finally worn down after the tight constriction of Nina's ass muscles, I let my mind go and both Nina and Marissa cried out with joy, letting the pleasure course through them to share in my climax. All together, we came. Marissa let her female cream out onto my face. Nina let hers out into Marissa's face. And I let my male cream issue forth and embed itself inside of Nina's anal lining. Afterwards, we stumbled into the bathroom Marissa shared with her next door neighbor (Nina), stepping into the shower to clean ourselves up with heavy petting and repeated latherings of soap. I finally got to kiss Nina a "thank you" for this morning's exercise. And we both looked forward to future encounters as well. But in the end, Nina went back into her room and I went with Marissa into hers. All I had were my clothes from yesterday, but I was happy to hang around while she primped in the mirror to start the day. "I think you enjoyed that," Marissa smirked at me, looking back at my reflection through the mirror. "Of course." "Even though you didn't actually get inside me?" "Well, I was hoping we'd still have more opportunities in the future." She didn't take long to get ready, her natural beauty shining through what little makeup she did put on. "You will. If you really want to." I held open my arms and let Marissa come join me in a warm hug. "Yes. I do." She kissed me and giggled, the innocent girl back in her face. "So you really like me? Not just as a piece of ass?" "Well, I do have to admit you've got a dynamite ass. But yes, I really like you, and I'm really hoping we can find more time together besides just having sex." "Wow..." Marissa really did look thrilled, surprised, and awed all at the same time. "So I'm like, the new Kaia?" "Well, if you want to think of it that way. But yes, Marissa. I want to see where this goes. I do have to admit, I'm not exactly the monogamy-type. But you will be the one and only one I call my girlfriend." Marissa's eyes lit up, and her skin reddened from an arousal that had absolutely nothing to do with my effect. She was giggling like a little kid again, and I was suddenly overcome with a desire to see her in pigtails and a Catholic schoolgirl outfit. But Marissa simply launched herself at me and began to strip my clothes off once again. She paused from devouring my face for only a moment to say, "You know, I actually called Kaia last week to make sure she was okay with me going after you. She did warn me that you were too much man for any one girl to handle, and that I was better off finding fresh sex partners for both of us rather than letting you loose on the general population." And then she kissed me again. "But right now, for at least the next couple of hours, I want you all to myself." She didn't make me regret it. ------- "Red" body spray was selling, and fast. After a pre-release in a few select markets, word had hit the street that here was product that ACTUALLY worked. We licensed it out to several high-end retail shops, placed right alongside decent colognes like CK and Ralph Lauren to lend a bit more credibility. And the stuff was flying off the shelves. We were going to be rich. ------- Part 4: Side Effects ------- Chapter 11 "Honey, I'm home!" The smile on my face was also obvious in my voice. I'd just finished an agonizing final exam and was looking to blow off some serious steam. Marissa looked up at me from her spot on the couch. I knew she'd be waiting for me, studying for her own finals but eagerly anticipating my arrival. Despite my full enjoyment of all the pleasures a sorority house could offer, Marissa and I found ourselves spending more and more time at my apartment, quietly alone together. After years of screwing every hot babe I could get my hands on, the multiple partners mystique had started to wear out and I actually longed for something close to a monogamous relationship. And Marissa was more than happy to give it to me. True, we still had a few threesomes with Nina and a couple of others, but mostly it was just a loving one-on-one thing for the two of us. She would never be a replacement for Kaia. That had been a different kind of relationship, a little more red-hot, a lot more kinky. I had always felt a flaming lust for Kaia. But with Marissa, I felt a tender affection. She was just my down-to- earth girlfriend, and she adored me. We'd grown closer together in the last nine months than my entire year and a half with Kaia. In those short nine months, I had grown more attached to her than any other girl I'd ever known. I'd deliberately not told her about the start-up company or that I was likely about to become rich. After so much time and our active sex life, she was completely immune to my effect, and I could clearly see that Marissa loved me for me. No gold digging, no chemical alterations, just pure, honest love. And I loved her back all the more. I stalked across the room, my books landing in a heap on the desk and I literally pounced on Marissa, causing her to squeal in half-fright before I simply straddled her legs and kissed my girlfriend deeply. Marissa's squeal calmed down into a happy "mmm..." as we locked lips. But the lust was still raging inside of me, my erection having a sexual mind of its own. And yet Marissa was still enjoying the casual warmth of our kiss, just platonic affection compared to my flaming desire. It was taking me a while to get used to this sensation. Here I was, red hot and horny; and I knew my body was pumping out über-pheremones like nothing else. But after so much time (and so much semen), Marissa was impervious to my effect. So I was going to have to do this the old-fashioned way. I tickled her. Marissa was quite ticklish, and at the very least it always got her blood racing. She giggled and laughed and tried to fight me off, but I used my superior physicality to whip her shirt off. And while I kept tickling, I pinned her ass against my hips with an arm around her waist while I got her bra off as well. I finally let up on the tickling and began kissing the back of Marissa's neck, her skin now very sensitive to my touch and she moaned feeling the lust pour through my lips and onto her skin. Not another word was spoken before I yanked her shorts and panties down to her ankles, and bent Marissa's light body over the couch armrest before me. My hand soon found its way to her moistening pussy and I thumbed at her clit. I was too horny for serious foreplay, but Marissa didn't seem to mind as she simply positioned her body for me. I reveled in the simple eroticism, knowing I had this gorgeous creature offering herself up to me and there wasn't a single unnatural impulse causing it. Marissa really and truly wanted me, no special effects, and I loved her for it. Already anticipating what was next, Marissa spread her legs and showed off her perfect ass while I fished my rod out of my jeans, letting both them and my boxers hit the floor. I still had my shirt and shoes on, and I was about to get some seriously nice service. So placing my erection into her now wet folds, I gripped Marissa's hips and buried myself into her in one full stroke. "Ahh..." she sighed feeling me penetrate. And we stayed like that for a few seconds to soak in the sensations. But then Marissa began to buck her own hips back at me, and I took up the familiar pumping motion, fucking in silence to hear the wet slaps of my hipbones impacting with Marissa's asscheeks and the soft pants of my girlfriend's arousal. I felt the gentle tug of my testicles swinging in pendulous arcs. I let my hands roam across her naked back, feeling the little bumps of her spine and stroking her legs. Our sex was an intoxicating juxtaposition of raw fucking, still half- clothed and taking my woman over the armrest of a couch, and gentle lovemaking, reveling in the little details of each other's bodies and feeling the soft caresses. With my hands on her tits, Marissa moaned and grinded out one orgasm before she decided to take charge of the situation. She reached down to pull me out, and re-aimed my cock herself into her other hole. Did I mention Marissa really got off on anal sex? I was obviously going to go along with her movements, and helped settle the mushroom head tightly against Marissa's winking rosebud, and she grasped my hips to feed me into her own asshole. My eyes were aflame watching inch after inch disappear, swallowed up by the paradise of Marissa's perfect ass. And then I lost all semblance of control, and soon I was machine fucking my girlfriend so hard and so fast all she could do was try to hang on. We went from zero to sixty so fast that Marissa didn't even know what was hitting her, and she was crying out her climax before she even realized one had been approaching. She always went crazy whenever I fucked her up the ass, and I was only too happy to oblige when she demanded it. We began fucking so hard that I actually lifted Marissa up by her round tits, slamming her body against me while her arms flailed around, searching for a hand-hold and never finding one while her body was yanked to and fro. And just when she came again, I pulled back on Marissa until she was standing vertically, trapping her back against my chest. She howled in pleasure and her whole body vibrated as the climax overtook her. And clutched into this position, I let my hips slam forward one final time until we were as pressed together as possible, and I ejected a massive burst of cum deep into her bowels. We stood upright, twitching for a minute while I emptied myself out into Marissa's body, and she dribbled her own juices out onto the floor. And then finally she bent forward over the armrest again and I pulled back and out with a wet plopping sound. Marissa panted to catch her breath for a minute before I simply leaned down and carried her up into my arms, letting her rest her head against my shoulder like a small child. And I carried her into the bathroom so we could relax with a nice shower. ------- I got my degree and graduated. Mrs. Robinson set us up with some office space and a manufacturing plant just twenty minutes from the school, so Marissa and I were able to remain a dating couple into her Senior year. "Red" body spray had first been introduced as just a copycat to the Axe and Tag product lines, albeit a much more expensive version. But after the first few months, rumors on the Net and at various clubs began to spread that the product really worked as advertised. Guys were picking it up left and right to enhance their fishing expeditions. Girls even started buying it just to amp their own arousal levels whenever they felt the urge. But we got our biggest boost when a women's rights group made a bunch of noise trying to get the body spray banned. They claimed that it unfairly influenced a woman's mind and should be labeled as a date-rape drug. They even commissioned a study to prove its effect. In the end, all the media attention just made sales skyrocket, and several other studies commissioned by our rival companies went out to say that the product was bogus. The makers of Axe and Tag hated losing sales to us, and were doing their best to discredit us. The result was that after a few months, no one paid any attention to the "scientific" claims as there were too many contradictory opinions. We got a ton of free publicity, and both Mrs. Robinson and I were already millionaires. Gabrielle even got a hefty six-figure raise. Marissa was at first suspicious of me once she realized what kind of company I worked for (I'd told her the name of our start-up once product hit the shelves). She wondered aloud if there was some strange prototype product I had used to get her in the first place. But I honestly told her that I never used the product around anyone I knew, and especially not with her. That was pure "me", no added body sprays necessary. And besides, our love couldn't be faked. In the end, Marissa didn't exactly mind dating a fabulously wealthy businessman. Well, she called me that, but I was basically a non-working owner who just sat back and waited for the cash to roll in. The formula still required my blood, of which we had an extremely limited supply. After all, I still needed it to power my own body. So Mrs. Robinson dialed way back on the concentration, trusting in the body spray's reputation to keep it going while still having enough to be a useful aphrodisiac. Supply stayed down, demand went up, so prices went through the roof. And people were still buying it. Besides, very few women out there would ever be getting direct doses of the antidote (my semen), so they'd never become immune to its effects. So by the time Marissa graduated, I was richer than my dreams could have ever envisioned. ------- Chapter 12 "Well, Randi. I'd say you're living up to your name..." "Gosh! I'm not normally this horny... oooh, right there..." She hung her head down between her shoulderblades, focusing for a moment on thrusting her hips back against my cock while I drilled her doggy-style. "But then sex has never been this good either..." "I get that a lot." I fought back a smirk. Then I settled in, watching the red pigtails bouncing and the gentle curve of Randi's spine as she flexed and thrust on all fours, trying to eat my dick alive inside of her pussy. Eventually, I slapped her ass and Mrs. Robinson's pretty, young secretary turned around and waited patiently as I blew my creamy load (my second of the last 30 minutes) all over her pouty lips and face. Her body trembled with what was at least her fifth orgasm, her own fingers still buried between her legs. And then she sat back on her heels with a happy sigh, content to stay there forever. But I tucked myself away and started straightening out my clothing. "Well, you said Mrs. Robinson would be back at 3. So you'd better get dressed and get yourself cleaned up. I'll just wait here in her office. Once alone, I sank into Mrs. Robinson's plush executive chair. Randi was cute, and I knew I'd be seeing her for as long as she worked here. But new pussy was starting to lose its appeal. Just another day at the office. ------- It had been two years after graduation, and the company was doing well. Even better than the company, Marissa and I were celebrating our four year dating anniversary and I was seriously thinking about settling down. My special biology had brought so much to my life, but perhaps it was time for the Ultimate Playboy to hang up his spurs. Imagine that, a 25-year old sex-god wanting to settle down. Marissa was the one girl in my life completely unaffected by the spray. She did try it once, but since it didn't do anything to her she wrote it off as a well- marketed product that brought me a ton of money, but nothing more than a placebo for psychosomatic arousal. In the meantime, every other female on the planet was still vulnerable to me, and Marissa had been witnessing, first hand, the indescribable impact I had on the female population. She accepted it as an oddity of nature, and accepted that I loved her dearly even though I had never been fully monogamous with her. Hell, I even had the occasional tryst with Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle for the fun of it, and Marissa was completely aware of all my extra-dating encounters. That was the unspoken contract, to be honest and upfront with what I was doing. And she loved me for it. I couldn't imagine anyone else completing me as a person quite like her. I wish I could say that life was just happily ever after. But there was one more major hiccup before that could happen. ------- Sitting on a pile of cash, I finally sprung for a mansion in Beverly Hills and we moved out of our sleepy college town. I wasn't needed at the office, Mrs. Robinson could come to me to get pints of blood every few months or so. So with visions of living like a King, I went all out: servants, cooks, the whole nine yards. It was just down the road from Hef's place to boot. Formal ballroom, lavish infinity-pool, private gym, movie theatre, the place was a palace. Marissa was joining me, of course. We moved in just after that four year anniversary, and after three months of renovations and construction, we finally had made the place our own. Obviously, we now had to throw a massive housewarming party. And with grounds this big, it was going to have to be a BIG party. So I invited everyone I knew, including old friends from school. I invited the neighbors, thinking a few curious old biddies would come snooping around and never dreaming that Hef would actually show up with all three of his girlfriends. But what got me most excited was when a few past lovers sent RSVPs to tell me they would be coming as well. Marissa giggled and didn't stop smiling or bouncing around when we got word that Kaia and Jamie would be dropping by. They lived fairly close by (Jamie was from SoCal anyways), and both pouted that they could've visited with us as soon as we arrived had they known we were coming to town. Marissa's best friend from college, Nina, was also flying in. And I had a rush of nostalgia sweep over me when Daniela and Evie, the lesbian couple from Brown 106, sent back a message to add them onto the guest list. Word spread about my new fortune and my party, and a week later the house was bombarded with calls from people I barely knew. The were mostly the "hey, remember me from high school?" kind of leeches I hated. So the staff spent a lot of time turning them down. The next month flew by faster than anything else. The time itself was business as usual, and then suddenly the fateful night was upon us. ------- The party mostly got going in the garden. It was well lit, and the weather was perfect for a lazy California evening. That is, it was warm enough for all the ladies to be wearing rather brief cocktail dresses that exposed a lot of cleavage. The DJs had a good beat going, the open bar was flowing, and the bouncers were very efficient at keeping out anyone who wasn't on the guest list. I mingled with everyone, getting the frequent congratulations on the company's success and getting myself a light buzz. Marissa predictably gushed over her sorority sisters. I predictably gushed over Hef and the lifestyle he was living (a lifestyle I wouldn't mind myself). I especially made time to have a long chat with Kaia. Even after a few years, she was still the most gorgeous woman I'd ever laid eyes on, Marissa included. Her body was absolute perfection, a goddess sent to walk on earth. Her brilliant emerald green eyes were piercing and sparkled of their own inner light. And when she moved, she moved with a grace and power that had everyone captivated by her, waiting with baited breath to see what she had to say. It was easy to see how she intimidated people so easily. But for me, there was only a warm smile and a happy hug. We shared a light peck right in front of Marissa, and then caught up on all the things that had been going on in our lives. We'd accidentally drifted apart in the intervening years, so much that we didn't even know we lived so close by to each other. She was sharing an apartment with Jamie right on the beach, and they had a bevy of men constantly pursuing them at every turn. Kaia praised me on my success, and even joked with Marissa about how much she regretted letting the rich, sexy stud get away from her. For the first time, I saw a flash of green envy in Marissa's eyes, but then the moment passed and we continued on with the pleasant conversation. Marissa did squeeze my hand a little tighter, however. Gradually, things started winding down and people began to slowly trickle out. We'd gotten started before the sun went down, and now it was after midnight. Everyone was inside the mansion by now, clustered together in little groups. My party had been a good excuse for a reunion by many a classmate, and quite a few people were still around just to hang out with their old friends. But as usual, my condition meant that there were quite a few horny girls around, some of them with a nostalgic eye towards me, perhaps remembering some of the best sex of their lives. For the moment, I ignored the hungry looks and just kept socializing. My effect did not have an "off" button and I'd gotten used to it. On some level, I would have been just fine staying and chatting with everyone, Marissa glued to my hip so we could rub each other's backs and exchange loving caresses. The two of us were saying goodbye to a few of the neighbors, and I had planned on moving on to another conversation. But my dick had some ideas of its own. Daniela and Evie picked the perfect time to approach us. We'd just finished our goodbyes and had a few pregnant seconds of silence before the neighbors left. Both girls had grown up into lingerie model-esque ladies, and Evie had also become a lot more outgoing from the shy innocent I remembered. She popped in, flexing her legs and pouting her lips perfectly while "ahem"ing to get my attention. "We never got the tour!" she whined. Daniela stood right next to her and I paused a moment to admire them before responding. Both were tall and slender, with piercing blue eyes and high cheekbones. They looked almost the same except for their hair, Daniela the blonde stunner and Evie now the sexy brunette. "Well, we'll just have to give you one then!" I stood up, reaching my hand out to Marissa. She smiled up at me, then took my hand and finished our goodbye and turned to start up the tour. Daniela and Evie didn't giggle as much now that they were young ladies, but they still both ooh'd and ahh'd at the nice digs: in-house theatre, billiards room, 5-car garage, etc. They complained I didn't warn them to bring swimsuits for the expansive pool and secluded grotto. And eventually we ended up on the second floor checking out the bedrooms and luxurious bathrooms. Now this whole while, Daniela had been quietly flirting with Marissa while Evie stayed up front with me during the tour. I hadn't warned Marissa that Daniela and Evie were a lesbian couple (still strong after all these years), and it looked like Daniela was actually more interested in Marissa's smokin' body and perfect ass than she was in me. Again, the effect gets girls aroused, but how (and to whom) they react is entirely within their control. And Marissa didn't look like she minded the attention at all. Really, if a gorgeous blonde with a sexy European accent was hitting on you, would you mind? So we just brought our little foursome up into the master bedroom when I heard a muffled squeal and then turned just in time to see Daniela tackle Marissa onto our oversized bed. I had only a moment to see Marissa eagerly kissing Daniela right back before my head was turned and Evie brought her lips to softly tease against mine. My body's instinct took over the rest, and then with a comfortable familiarity, as if our fingers remembered from long ago, hands slipped inside of various pieces of clothing, groping and caressing while we slowly stripped each other. My palms definitely remembered Evie's big tits, and setting her onto the bed beside Marissa, I began to kiss my way down her body. Finally, after tugging her thong out of the way, I found Evie's bare shaved lips waiting for me, wet in anticipation. Evie and Daniela had been quite instrumental in teaching me how to properly perform cunnilingus, and I was eager to show off how much I remembered. Meanwhile, Daniela had similarly stripped Marissa, and had two fingers already embedded in Marissa's quim while she continued her tongue-war inside of Marissa's face. I listened to the familiar moans of Marissa mingling with Evie's newer ones, and together Daniela and I thrashed our lovers until they cried out for mercy after receiving an excessive amount of pleasure. At last, I slid myself up onto the bed, and with Evie's panting body beneath me, I planted my hands onto her round tits and thrust my pecker into Evie's pussy. She was incredibly tight, and only a few inches went in on that first thrust despite her multiple recent orgasms. She must have had very few, if any, male lovers since me. And so wriggling my hips and applying a steady pressure, I pushed lower and lower until at last I was embedded deeply inside of her. Having achieved my goal of full penetration, I did the first thing that came to mind. I pulled all the way out. And then I went all the way back in. And then all the way out. And Evie was screaming at me to stop playing with her and just FUCK her. So I did just that. Marissa by now had taken charge of her own situation and finally gotten Daniela fully naked, leaving all four of us fully nude. And they were now in a happy sixty- nine, lying side by side on the bed and curved together while they showed off their individual expertise to each other. I could not explain how thrilling it was to see my girlfriend and the first college girl I'd ever lusted after now tonguing each other to screaming orgasms. Evie was tossing her head side to side, lost in the sensations I was producing in her while my mental effect was focused down right into the pleasure centers of her brain. I was determined to make her remember this fuck for the rest of her life. And so putting in just enough focus to stimulate her, but not so much to give myself a headache, I slammed my dick into her and set off a series of fireworks in Evie's brain. Her eyes flew open wider than I'd ever seen them before, and her entire upper body vaulted off the bed as she howled at the ceiling and climaxed HARD. I couldn't hold myself any longer while the hot brunette thrashed around on the bed beneath me, and then I was blasting load after load of sperm into Evie's quivering insides. I kept firing away as I got tossed around, riding out her bucking motions until at last she collapsed. Her eyes fluttered as she teetered on the edge of consciousness. Evie rarely ever swore, but now she muttered, "Holy fucking SHIT..." Daniela popped her head up, looking at what I'd done to her girlfriend. "I gotta get a piece of that." Her vocabulary was American, but the European accent was still there and still intoxicating. I was still embedded in Evie's pussy, and turned a pained expression to the blonde beauty. "It's gonna take a minute to get recharged again. I'm not as young as I used to be." "Then let me take care of it," came Daniela's immediate reply. I pulled out and flipped onto my back across the bed, and Daniela quickly pounced, taking my cock deep into her mouth and sucking powerfully. And I was still on my back when a new sight caught my attention. Just past Daniela's bobbing head in my lap, I saw Kaia leaning against the doorway, one hand obviously buried under her skirt. It was such an erotic pose, like a Michelangelo painting of a half naked goddess brought to vivid reality. Kaia saw me for a moment, and then she was looking rather more hungrily at the white jizz oozing out of Evie's worn pussy. And then she began to step across the room to the bed. Marissa caught my gaze as well and then gasped when she noticed Kaia joining the party. And then Kaia's perfectly sculpted face and dark ringlets of hair disappeared into Evie's crotch to be followed by loud noises of Kaia slurping out mine and Evie's juices. Evie was still half-conscious, and without even looking to see who it was, she reached a hand down and rested it on top of Kaia's head to press Kaia's tongue deeper into her slit. I turned my attention back to my girlfriend, and Marissa came to me at once to swap a tender kiss. But that tender kiss became rather more urgent when Daniela gave me a particularly pleasurable lick. And then after a rather more passionate liplock, I tugged at Marissa until she was straddling my head so I could get my mouth on Marissa's other set of lips. All five of us writhed in pleasure, both giving and receiving until both Marissa and Evie cried out in orgasm. Daniela, now satisfied with my hardness, clambered onto the bed and pulling my dick upright, sank herself down onto it. Marissa was still glowing in post-orgasmic bliss when Daniela reached out and hugged her, letting her tongue trail across the back of Marissa's neck. Daniela's arms folded around my girlfriend to caress titflesh and other sensitive nerves while she lightly gyrated herself around my pole. But then Marissa couldn't keep herself upright any more and collapsed onto the bed next to Evie and Kaia. She lay there, watching Daniela fuck herself upon me and panted to catch her breath. Kaia sucked Evie to another climax, but then before Evie could reach out to thank her, Kaia silently moved up to a nearby La-Z-Boy, and settled in for a new voyeuristic thrill. Instead, Evie and Marissa curled up together, partly to take a short break from the non-stop orgasms and partly to get to know each other a little more intimately. I grinned at the two satisfied brunettes, Evie's more generous curves built atop a model's body and Marissa's slender elfin features. They kissed gently, almost in that nervous affection of meeting new people for the first time. "So you're the one who's captured his heart," Evie mumbled to Marissa. But then Daniela's inner muscles brought my rapt attention straight back to her. She pumped herself upon me athletically, reaching both hands up to play with her hair and pull the blonde locks back into a mock ponytail. This thrust her bosom out towards me, and her wobbly tits bounced enticingly with every up and down motion of her body. And now that she had my attention, I decided to give her even more attention. My hands shifted to Daniela's hips, and I began to hammer her down against me and drive my cock deeper and deeper up into her body. She gasped, a wonderfully breathy sound, and I kept up my faster assault. In the meantime, my mental energies directed themselves to a new target, zeroing in on Daniela's pleasure centers and immediately I was rewarded with some loud, involuntary moans of intense arousal while we kept up our fucking. Now there was bound to be some leakage in the effect, and soon Kaia was out of her chair, straddling my legs right behind Daniela and cupping the bouncing tits from behind. Then one of Kaia's hands snaked down Daniela's stomach until she reached the wet pussy being split in half by my rod. Kaia's hands began to rub away at Daniela's clit, and several sultry whimpers came flying out of the hot blonde's mouth. I watched as Kaia reached her head around and captured Daniela's lips with her own, and then Daniela was moaning right into Kaia's open mouth as she was attacked from both sides by myself and Kaia. There was only so much Daniela could take, and with her clit in Kaia's fingers and my shaft burying itself within her inner folds, not to mention my brain inside her nerve centers, Daniela's body went rigidly still and then she shook violently with the force of a powerful orgasm. Daniela was suddenly coming so hard and so much that her box was absolutely flooded with her orgasmic juices. I felt like I was fucking in a washing machine. And her wailing climax was enough to make Evie and Marissa now stop to watch and gape at us. Per usual, the setting off of mental fireworks in a girl was enough to shred every last ounce of control I had, and I grunted with a desperate, "Gawd, I'm gonna cum!" Daniela nodded, but then Kaia looked deep into her and begged, "Please, let me taste?" Daniela nodded again, still too lost in her own pleasure haze to seriously care. But she had enough sense to dismount me, and I had just barely enough time before shooting off right into Kaia's gorgeous face. The first spurt splattered her nose before she got her lips around me. And then I actually could see her throat contracting over and again as she swallowed each successive burst of semen that coated the inside of her mouth... When I was finished, I could have melted right into the bed then and there. Every muscle in me went limp, and deflated I sank myself into the bedcovers. But there were others who still had a lot more lust in them. Kaia just grinned, then opened her mouth to show off the pool of cum she still had there. She still had her mouth open when a body hurtled past me, and then Marissa had tackled Kaia, kissing her sloppily and fishing out as much of my white juice as she could. Kaia for her part just played tonsil hockey with my girlfriend, and all I could do was groan and watch my favorite lovers all playing together. This had been a GREAT party. ------- My eyes opened, my body nearly half-awake, feeling like I was in heaven. I was warm, and pressed up against the naked back of a gorgeous woman. My left arm was snaked beneath her neck so I could spoon myself tightly against her in our sleep, my right arm draped over with the palm cupping a very firm breast. My morning wood was neatly folded in the cleft of her asscheeks. And she smelled absolutely wonderful. I gazed down at the dark hair of my girlfriend, watching the rhythm of her body rising and falling in her sleep. The comfortable familiarity soothed me like a nice bubble bath, and I leaned down to nuzzle at her neck and shoulders. It was still in the dead of night, and I felt like we were the only people in existence. She began to stir at my gentle touch, and her eyes were still closed when she rotated in my arms and leaned up to kiss me. I happily gave her my lips, and we kissed each other a welcoming hello. The love I felt for this woman floated me away, and the half-remembrance of pleasant dreams stirred my blood. Our kiss built in intensity, until with heated exchanges our tongues duelled and we rotated our bodies until she was flat on her back and we were pressed chest to chest. Her hard nipples grazed against my pecs. I could feel the lust in me come alive to join the love beating through my heart, and she moaned quietly in her own arousal as well. It took only a few more moments before we suddenly found ourselves joined together, my penis fully embedded in her vagina. And I rested deep inside of her, pleasantly enjoying the feeling for a long while. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the pillow beside her while she kissed my cheek. We were both still half- conscious but wonderfully happy at our quiet lovemaking. And then my girlfriend began to squeeze her inner muscles, and we set into a comfortable rhythm. Just the two of us were encapsulated in a bubble, the world beyond ceasing to exist so that there was nothing left but the passion between us. This wasn't frantic sex and pumping to search out and find our own release. We took our time, and felt so fantastic that I wished my orgasm would never come so that I might have this feeling forever. Alas, male bodies don't work that way, and so the pleasure built up and up and up until neither of us could bear it any longer. I leaned down to kiss her, and we passionately made love with our mouths before I lifted my head and grunted, feeling the built-up pressure leaving my body as I spewed out jet after jet into the willing folds of this woman I adored. She came at the same time, back arching and emerald green eyes blazing at me to meet me with one of the longest, happiest climaxes of her life. Ultimately, it was those green eyes that brought me back to the world of the living once we were done. I realized where I was, and the entirety of who I was with. Daniela and Evie were cuddled close together off to my left, still asleep. It was Kaia, my ex-girlfriend, who lay beneath me awash in the glow of post-coital bliss. And Marissa, my sweet Marissa, lay to my right, still blissfully unaware that her man had just fucked his ex-girlfriend two feet away. It wasn't that I was embarrassed or felt like I had done anything wrong. After all, Kaia had fully been a part of last night's orgy, and Marissa herself had tongued Kaia to several nice climaxes. But it was the way I had felt about Kaia while we were doing it that bothered me a little. I had remembered the love and the girlfriend, Marissa not even entering my mind. It was as if we'd been transported back in time when Kaia was my everything. And I knew then that there were still some lingering feelings left behind. And for her part, Kaia looked up at me with tenderness and love. It was an expression she had always reserved for only me. The Ice Queen persona was her daily life, but here she lay, basking in the radiance of our lovemaking, looking upon me as if we were madly in love once again. I'd screwed dozens of women in my life, but only Kaia had ever captured my memory like that. If her job had not taken her away, I would never have wanted to break up with her. And I didn't know if I could let her go again now that she was within reach. ------- Chapter 13 The time after the party returned to a semblance of normality. The only obvious difference was that I got a lot more waves of hello from the neighbors when I drove by. We went about our daily routines of aimlessly enjoying my money and seeking out new thrills to entertain us. Neither Marissa nor I had serious jobs but the money kept pouring in. And of course, Marissa and I made love every chance we got. I still had my playboy edge, and every now and again I'd seduce some aspiring actress/waitress or pick up a bisexual hottie at the gym. And Marissa delighted in the variety of flavors I brought her as well. I reveled in my perfect existence, not a care in the world except to find the next bit of entertainment. The body spray was still tremendous, the cash flow guaranteed. I'd already sprung for a fancy Italian sportcar and fine jewelry for my loving girlfriend. What more could a man want? I figured out the answer very quickly. Marissa and I would meet up with Jamie and Kaia every few weeks. Usually it was a light dinner and a fun round of jokes. We were all very healthy, active people who enjoyed a little fun from time to time. And every so often all four of us would find ourselves sharing a bed and sharing in each other's pleasure. It was just sex, and everyone was an eager participant without expectations. I would have thought that the repeated sexual encounters with Kaia would quench my thirst for her. I'd assumed that my initial infatuation with Kaia from the housewarming party was based on nostalgia. And after getting used to her presence my desire would wane and my brain would stop spinning to let me just enjoy the affections of Marissa. But every time we fucked I wanted her more, and more. I was quickly becoming addicted to her. I'd always had strong feelings for her, a powerful lust that drove me to her when we first started dating and made me desire her ever more, even when Kaia just wanted to watch as I fucked some other pretty young thing she'd offered me. For years I'd felt like I could never have sex with her enough to sate my addiction. And now that she was back in my life, I was driven insane by having to wait for weeks at a time without being able to taste her skin. Perhaps now I knew what it was like for a girl to be aroused by me. To feel the uncontrollable lust roaring in your loins, stressing you out and never letting you rest until you give in to those feelings. One time Kaia called me while Marissa was out for a few hours at the salon and running a few errands. Jamie had just broken up with her boyfriend, and Kaia wanted me to come down and cheer Jamie up. I explained that Marissa was out, but that once she got back we'd be happy to come by. But Kaia was insistent, urging me to come over right away as Jamie was feeling distraught. I already knew that such a meeting would immediately lead into a fantastic threesome with Jamie and Kaia. I could picture myself seizing Kaia's body and fucking her with abandon, ignoring restraint and free to let loose without worrying whether Marissa could see me and detect my wavering loyalty. And the temptation was almost more than I could bear. But the little twitch of guilt in the back of my mind was enough, just barely, to remember the honesty of my girlfriend, the love I had with Marissa. And so I waited for Marissa to come home before we visited and of course fell into a passionate four-way tryst, most of our combined attentions on pleasuring Jamie. Sometimes I would picture Kaia's magnificent body beneath me as I ravaged Marissa. I dreamed it was Kaia I was subjecting beneath me, fucking Marissa perhaps harder than she really enjoyed, taking revenge for the hold Kaia had always had over me. Now I am not a person who is very good at hiding his emotions. I wear them on my sleeve for all the world to see. And I could see the fear creeping into Marissa's eyes as the weeks passed by and my focus on Kaia wasn't going away. She was still good friends with her older sorority sisters, and Kaia at least did not outwardly seem interested in taking me away from her. But the wavering resolve of her boyfriend's interest was enough to give Marissa pause. And all the emotions and irrational decisions came pouring out one fateful evening. ------- Kaia and Jamie were visiting our mansion. We were on the second floor deck, enjoying the sunset over dinner while looking out across the expansive view. Marissa played the perfect hostess, keeping the serving staff alert and attentive to us. Usually, we'd all get a little tipsy and our jokes would take a turn for the sexual. And since we only met up with the girls every few weeks or so, they remained blissfully vulnerable to my effect. So when I got really aroused, so did they, and the four of us would retire to a bedroom or some other convenient place to get our groove on. But the suggestions were always made by me or Marissa. We were inviting them to join us as always. This time, however, Kaia locked her gaze right onto me and stated that she'd had enough chit-chat. "When can I get that cock in me?" "Well, right away if the lady so demands it," I replied. She got up, fixing me with a smoldering hot gaze, her eyes a deep, dark forest green but still luminous in their beauty. And she held out a hand to me for me to join her. Without even glancing at Jamie or Marissa, I took the hand and then followed as she began to walk away. I heard behind me the rustle of Jamie and Marissa trailing after us. Then Kaia led us all down to the pool, stepping us past the waterfall and into the secluded grotto built in and hidden away. She turned on the ambient lights, perfect for a seduction, and then began to shed her clothing. Fully naked, I could only watch as this goddess stepped down into the warm waters of this oversized hot-tub, ducked down, and then resurfaced with her hair sleek and straight back against her scalp. My eyes were only on Kaia, my heart racing and the lust overwhelming even to me. I felt Jamie's hands working off my clothes, and only belatedly did I realize that Marissa was standing off to the side. I knew from visual cues that Jamie was thoroughly aroused by now and looking forward to a pleasant orgy. But Marissa, completely unaffected, seemed rather out of sorts, and clearly something was bothering her. She didn't look like she was in the mood, or that she would be joining us. But when Kaia cooed at me to join her, all I heard was her siren's voice and I moved into the pool to wrap our naked bodies together and lock our lips together in the passion of a first kiss. We were standing up, the water level just around our hips while I palmed Kaia's ass and she rubbed her tits into my chest. But when my legs began to split hers and I made to enter my cock into her, Kaia backed away and waggled a finger at me. "No, no. I want to watch first." Jamie had returned to the pool, nude, and sinking down until just her head was above water to watch us and wait. She knew that Marissa would be staying fully clothed and standing off to the side. Kaia then indicated to the hot blonde. "You have to make her cum first. With your dick." I felt like I couldn't wait. I wanted to be inside of Kaia desperately, but if this was the only way, then I wanted it to happen as quickly as possible. Racing quickly, I lifted Jamie up until she was sitting at the edge of the pool. And spreading her legs, I ducked my face into Jamie's pussy to warm her up for the main event. And so with the lust pounding through me and my effect getting Jamie ever hotter, I sucked her off into a quick orgasm, just enough to flood her pussy with a full layer of lubrication. And before she realized it, I lifted Jamie up and then slammed her down against my hips, my shaft burrowing through her tunnel all the way in that first thrust. I was standing on the floor of the pool, Jamie's legs wrapped around my waist as I bodily yanked her back and forth along my fuckstick, churning the waters around us frantically. Her weight was buoyed by the water, letting me focus on our thrusts and the silky heaven of her box squeezing tightly around me. I shoved my tongue into her throat, and squeezed her perfectly round tits in my hands. We were FUCKING. And then, quickly, Jamie's climax overtook her and she was vibrating against me as if trapped in the throes of a seizure. She writhed and wriggled and the waves sloshed around us as the typhoon Jamie sent tidal waves in every direction. She was completely lost to one of the most powerful orgasms of her life, courteousy of a little mental pressure on her pleasure receptors. And no sooner did Jamie's body go limp than I lay her gently in the shallows so she wouldn't drown, and then I was stalking as fast as possible through the water to where Kaia reclined, sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water. The telltale drips of her own self-induced orgasm were lining her inner thighs. "Not yet." Kaia's words brought me up short, a pained expression on my face. "Her, too." And she gestured at Marissa. And I turned to glance at my girlfriend, clearly turned on by the hot sex she had witnessed but also still out of sorts. Dammit, of all the times not to be able to mentally affect someone. I could really use a quick orgasm to let me get inside of Kaia right now. In retrospect, Marissa was hesitant because she was afraid of the sheer level of control Kaia was wielding over me. But when I bodily held her, my dripping wet body soaking through her clothes, Marissa let herself go into the force of my kiss. Even if she wasn't actively working with me, she did not resist as I lifted her up into my arms and vaulted straight into the pool. A familiar squeal sounded in my ears as Marissa was suddenly plunged into the water with all her clothes on. And I wasted no more time by simply pulling up her shirt and bra until they were hanging around her neck, my palms rubbing at her tits as I stood behind her. And pressing Marissa's lower back forward she settled her arms against the edge of the pool, bending at the waist and leaving her perfectly tight ass wriggling back at me. I flipped her skirt up and dragged the soaked thong panties down until they were trapped at her knees underwater. I tested my target with a finger, and thankfully found my girlfriend to be moist and ready for me, as always. And so with a raging hard-on, still desperate to find Kaia, I eased myself forward and into Marissa from behind. Our hips were just barely above water, and I lay my wet body flat against Marissa's now naked back. I used her tits as handholds to ram Marissa's body back at me, her legs held tightly together by the thong around her knees, squeezing her tunnel even tighter while I pistoned in and out. Pool water is unfortunately not very lubricating, and in fact caused some extra chafing between her thighs. But with extra effort I simply powered my way through and back, fucking her cunt with hard, fast strokes. But all this was just to get Marissa warmed up. I'd already had my plan in mind, and she was a girl who definitely got off on being buggered. So when I pulled out and seized her asscheeks, Marissa just moaned in anticipation as I re-aimed and forced my way down her nether passage. She began to feel her own arousal at the violence of my actions, as I was physically dominating her as my cock sawed in and out of her asshole. And I was spurred on even further as Marissa's moans echoed through the grotto walls while I drilled her over and over and over again. She was quickly approaching a climax. I could always tell when her body started jerking in odd directions and in an odd rhythm. And Kaia chose this moment to slip underneath one of Marissa's outstretched arms, and very tenderly began to nibble at Marissa's lips. Kaia's hands caressed every sensitive nerve she could reach, tweaking Marissa's nipples and stroking her ribs in a ticklish motion. I was still pounding away into Marissa's backside when I felt the tickle of Kaia's fingers on my testicles, but then the feeling vanished and I felt Marissa twitch in my arms as Kaia's hand moved to Marissa's pussy. And then all my self-control began slipping away when Kaia pressed her fingers inside of Marissa's body and massaged my cock from the other side of Marissa's inner walls. The sensations were more than either Marissa or I could handle. And so with Marissa panting right into Kaia's face, she shut her eyes and clenched her ass muscles together in one massive tight squeeze before relaxing all at once and crying out that she was cumming for all the world to hear. And while Marissa flailed helplessly beneath our onslaught, Kaia kissed her and then gave me a very deliberate wink while her tongue was still attached to Marissa's. I'd also reached the end of my limits, after the pleasures of both Jamie and Marissa. So holding myself deeply in Marissa's bowels, I groaned and discharged both barrels of spunk, burying my cum in the farthest reaches of Marissa's inner body. Together, Marissa and I twitched as one person until the energies dissapated and we slowly disengaged. Jamie instantly had a towellete and handed it to Kaia, who stepped out of Marissa's grasp and cleaned me off before moving me bodily onto an edge of the pool. There, Kaia's eyes glowed into mine and she lowered her head to take my limp member into her mouth. Marissa was panting and reclining on the steps leading down into the pool, her clothes still attached. Jamie went to her and with soft kisses, helped strip the wet, sticky clothing off until Marissa was as naked as the rest of us. And then Jamie simply sat in Marissa's lap, both of them mostly submerged in the water to swap spit and nuzzle each other in the aftermath of such fantastic orgasms. The echoes rippling off the walls produced a symphony of quiet moans. A voice was bounced several more times and with varying degrees of pitch until it sounded like there were dozens of breathy female gasps filling the air around my head. And I was receiving one of the best blowjobs of my life. Kaia was causing every ounce of my body to melt into a puddle of goo as she worked my cock over, the only instrument still hard. And the absolute thrill of feeling the woman of my obsession pleasuring me with her mouth and hands was sending my mind into orbit. Once Kaia had me on the brink of climax, she got up and straddled me. My breath caught in anticipation as she held her pussy just outside of reach, teasing me and reveling in the rush of power as I twitched and moaned and pleaded with my eyes. At last she dropped down, sinking my shaft all the way until we were joined as closely as we had ever been in our lives. Marissa became an afterthought as I reveled in the extraordinary feeling of Kaia, the one and only Kaia, wrapped around me. There was only one of her in the world, and no one else I had ever met had even come close to the absolute rapture she instilled in me. Like a worshipful servant, Jamie left a half-unconscious Marissa behind and joined us, simply stroking our bodies and kissing one or the other of us, content to bask in the radiant heat of my coupling with Kaia. And as I luxuriated in the feelings, I felt all my mental barriers falling away. A white cloud descended over my vision, and as the pressure built up in my balls, I could feel my consciousness slipping away as if I was breaking the boundaries of my corporeal existence. I was truly merging with my goddess, and the sound of a million female climaxes set off in my head, as if I could hear the collective orgasms of the world resounding in my mind. But most of all, I felt a powerful connection, like a tether, binding my mind to truly feel what all three women were experiencing, and my brain was overwhelmed by the flood of lust and arousal and absolute orgasmic joy. I scarcely felt the explosion in my loins, blasting arcs of cum into the definition of female perfection of Kaia's body. All I knew was the absolute bliss, and then my consciousness ceased to exist. ------- My dreams were once again vivid and real. I hadn't had such a lucid vision since I first began dating Marissa. But here I was, dreaming and fully aware that I was dreaming, tasting and smelling with hyper-real senses the rich tapestry of this dreamworld. This wasn't the jumbled riot of images. This was a heavenly vision. I was kissing Marissa, filled with complete peace. But then Kaia appeared as if stepping through a veil, holding her arms out to me. Marissa was my first true loving relationship, the first time I had ever considered settling down with a person forever. But Kaia would always be the first person I'd given my heart to. It was an incredible attachment that could never be fully severed, even if only still existing in my memories. But now I felt a chance to find that again. The mystical dream that could possibly become real. My dream rewound in a whirl of color until it came back to my first lucid vision from four years ago. Kaia had leaned in and kissed Marissa's lips softly, rubbed her cheek, and then turned away. The baton had been passed in some way. And Marissa walked up to me, pressing those same soft lips directly to mine. It was a strange taste, as if the essence of Kaia was still on Marissa's lips, and she was sharing that essence with me. But fast-forwarding back to now, Kaia walked in and kissed Marissa once again. And as if she had only leant Marissa to me to hold her place, like a caretaker, she assumed control and stepped forward to take her rightful place. And in my mind's eye, all Marissa could do was lower her eyes, a tear trickling down her face as she stepped aside and out of the way. And she looked up at me just once so I could see the passive anguish in her gaze before she faded away into nothingness. And Kaia and I were alone once again. The circle was complete. ------- My eyes fluttered open, and I stared straight across the pillow to see Kaia's angelic face before me, peaceful and smiling in her sleep. What felt like hours had passed by, and I basked in the simple joy of looking upon such a goddess. I had reached the pinnacle of my existence. I knew and understood the dream. I was exactly where I was meant to be. And that was enough for me. It didn't matter that I had no idea how I got here. I had no memory of anything since the orgy in the grotto. I had no concept of where I was. Perhaps I had died and this was heaven. When I desired to move, I felt as if I was floating, still riding a high better than any narcotic ever invented, and I moved the covers away to stand up and gaze out the window onto the gorgeous view of the California coastline, brilliantly illuminated in the morning sunlight. I walked out of the bedroom, entering into a small but well-furnished living room, finding Jamie already reclining on the sofa and gazing off into space as if in a trance. She wore a simple sleepwear set, matching sleeveless top to silky pajama pants that highlighted her athletic figure. She noticed my presence and came up to kiss me. I was functioning on autopilot, and my mind blanked out again the moment Jamie's lips touched mine. ------- My eyes fluttered open, and all I could see was the round set of tits bouncing up and down in my face. Jamie's face was contorted in ecstasy and her head was whipping left and right as she screamed. My hands held her hips as she rose and fell along my cock embedded in her pussy. And I felt the coiling in my balls, and just as I felt the cum racing along my shaft, the blank slate of my memory passed before my eyes, leaving me alone in the empty whiteness. ------- My eyes fluttered open, and I saw that Kaia was flat on her back across her bed, fully nude. Jamie lay right on top of her so the two gorgeous girls could kiss and make love to each other with their tongues. Tits were pressed tightly against each other, and Jamie humped Kaia's mound with her own vaginal lips. I was embedded deep inside of Jamie's cunt, pounding rhythmically. I glanced to the side to see the same morning sunlight coming through the open window. But then Kaia was crying out her climax, Jamie joining soon after. And with the pressure in my balls building I knew I wanted to embed myself in Kaia before we were done. Her winking asshole was just inches away from where my cock pistoned in and out of Jamie, and so pulling out I aimed myself lower. A blur of flesh-color appeared in my vision, like a fist of fury racing at my face. And then a painful impact slammed into my head. This wasn't the blissful transition of fading into the blank white of my mind. This was a black and red and painful descent into unconsciousness, and I screamed in terror as the inky cloak overtook my vision. ------- My eyes fluttered open, and I dreamed of rolling around in soft fields of green grass, kissing and making love to sweet Kaia. I felt the warmth of pleasure wrapping around my body like a blanket. I realized then that I was still in the dreamworld, so hyper-real. And then I was standing up, Marissa quiet by my side, looking anguished and staring at the floor. Kaia appeared to me as if stepping through a veil, holding her arms out in a welcoming embrace. Jamie stepped through the veil a moment later, both women fully naked and their beautiful bodies perfect before my eyes. "This is a glimpse of our future, an offer and a promise to you. Leave Marissa behind, and I will take you into a world of pleasure like you have never known before." And Kaia moved to press her lips to me once again. "No one has ever made me feel the way you do." "Feel this, BITCH." And suddenly Marissa was no longer quiet or still. Instead she brought the full force of her fist of fury and planted a vicious punch right into Kaia's face. Kaia shrieked in surprise and pain, and she fell to the ground before Jamie could turn and catch her. Marissa just stepped forward and stood over Kaia's body, heaped on the ground. "Fuckin' try to steal MY man!" "No, Marissa, please." I had never heard Kaia beg for anything, period. "I, I wasn't trying to--" "The FUCK you weren't! I just watched that whole little presentation you just made. But I was your friend. I know you too well. And I can see through you now." Marissa was visibly shaking, her whole form blurry as if this world couldn't contain the power of her fury enough to bring her image into focus. "I know you feel an affection for him. But the truth is, he's just the best fucking fucker you ever met. And he's rich, and he's successful. And you wish you hadn't given him up in the first place!" I was shocked at the words and the language coming out of Marissa's mouth. She had always been too innocent, too submissive to my will for me to ever believe she was capable of such a forceful presence. Kaia had always been the dominant one, and seeing Marissa with this strength had me seeing her in a new light. "But I LOVE him," Marissa continued. "And I know he loves me, even if he's blinded right now by lust for you. I was happy to let him, to please him. But I'll be damned if you try to sneak him out from under me with your games and your teasing. You pretend not to care. That we're all just fuck-buddies. But I know the truth now." And when Kaia couldn't respond, and Jamie simply knelt by the former Alpha female to console her, Marissa finally stood erect and turned to face me. She glanced around at the hazy surroundings, still wispy and out of focus in their dreamy quality. "This," she gestured to the world around. "This is OVER." ------- My eyes fluttered open, and I realized I was staring at the ceiling of the grotto, craggy rocks with recessed lighting. And Kaia was straddling my hips, my still half-hard erection buried to the hilt inside of her pussy. I could feel our mingled cum forcefully dribbling out from her pussy lips and streaming in rivers around my cock, as if there were gallons of fluid stuck inside and it was all coming out from the overflow. Marissa's naked form was suddenly next to me and she was gesturing rapidly at Kaia. "Off!" she ordered. Kaia blinked twice, and then complied, moving away and pausing for a torrent of mingled cum to flood out of her and into the water. The recycling system would take care of everything by tomorrow. I glanced to my right, and Jamie was flat on her back, panting and staring at the ceiling, contemplative. "Uh, what just happened?" I managed to croak. I looked at the three nude women, varying levels of surprise evident in their faces as we all realized we had shared the same vision, and remembered everything. And somehow that same understanding was also shared between us. We didn't need to talk about it. We all knew the absolute truth. There was something special about me. None of the three girls knew the exact truth (well, I didn't understand everything either). But somehow everyone knew that some strange part of me was responsible for the vision, a side effect if you will from the most powerful, lust-filled orgasm of my life. "I don't know how it happened." Marissa told me as she sat me up and knelt behind me so she could wrap her arms possessively around my torso. "But I think I understand now." And I understood, too. The obsessive lust for Kaia was gone, leaving only the love and affection I felt for my girlfriend. I knew now that I had not been wrong in thinking to settle down. Marissa was gorgeous, loving, understanding, and had a strength in her I had to respect. She was the sweet innocent on the outside, a tiger in the bedroom, and made of steel when she needed to be. She was incredible, and I was the lucky one to be with her. I looked over at Kaia. She had a guilty expression on her face, like a child who knows she's been wrong. It was not an expression I'd seen very often on her. And I relaxed, realizing I could look at her as an old friend, without any of the mindless fixation that had previously haunted me. Kaia appraised Marissa, a hint of admiration in her emerald eyes. "For what it's worth, I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I guess I was a little blind." Marissa gestured up. "How does your cheek feel?" Kaia reached up to touch her cheek where Marissa had clocked her in the vision. "Nothing. It feels like it never actually happened." Marissa sighed, and after a long, silent moment, she looked at Kaia honestly. "Well then, I guess you never really tried to steal my man. The desire may have been inside of you, but in reality you never actually tried it." There was a long and pregnant pause before Kaia responded. "That's very generous of you." "Sisterhood and understanding. But I don't think we're going to make that dinner date for next week." Kaia managed a light laugh, and she looked at the younger girl with a newfound respect. "Maybe another time." ------- Chapter 14 A low groan escaped the lips of the hot brunette I was currently drilling. She was flat on her back, torso twisting against the sheets while she wrapped her ankles behind my neck as I thrust down over and again. Gabrielle came next to the bed. "Sorry to interrupt. But the reporter for Forbes has been annoying me for the last hour about his interview with Miss Robinson." No answer came for a few seconds besides the normal grunts and moans accompanying our sex. "Oooh, don't stop, I'm almost there," Marissa stated. "Well then," I said to Gabrielle. "I guess the reporter can wait just a little longer." Gabrielle smiled and then stepped back, patiently waiting. The heavy bass music from the party downstairs reverberated dully up into the bedroom. I timed my pumping to its rhythm. And then with a little extra tongue work, Marissa shook her head and clamped her thighs together, and then she was pouring out her honey into Mrs. Robinson's face. I leaned back to watch Marissa's slender form writhing in pleasure, sitting upright with her tits jiggling pleasantly. "Oh, oh, fuck yeah! I'm there!" she finally cried. And with two more hard thrusts into the brunette beneath me, I mentally projected down into Mrs. Robinson, visualizing a powerful orgasm setting off her nerves, and then she was spasming in pleasure as she had her own version of the Ultimate Orgasm. Per usual, I was drained by that kind of mental exertion, and then I was exploding, pumping my cum deep into Mrs. Robinson's belly, and at last we all chugged to a stop. At least I'd learned how to avoid passing out myself. Marissa got up off of Mrs. Robinson's face, finally allowing her to breathe more deeply. Mrs. Robinson looked surprised to see Gabrielle. Gabrielle blushed and repeated her comment about Forbes. "Right, right." Mrs. Robinson moved to get dressed and then stepped over to the sink to clean up her face and fix her hair. Quite deliberately, she pulled on her panties, her quim still full of our mingled cum. Just before she went out the door, she stopped and kissed me, petting the limp member that had been the source of so much pleasure. Like always, I thought back to my first budding fantasies of my High School Biology teacher. And even after all those years I could come back full circle and fuck her like there would never be a tomorrow. I lingered just a moment on Mrs. Robinson's lips. And then she headed out, followed quickly by Gabrielle. I turned back to face my bed, where Marissa reclined seductively. She was as gorgeous as ever, and I felt a new stirring in my loins as I headed back to the bed. "Got some of that for me?" she inquired, the hint of a smirk on her face. "Of course." "Are we still visiting the Playboy mansion tomorrow?" she asked me as I lifted the covers and crawled in to snuggle with her. She immediately dropped her hand to my crotch to start petting me. I nodded a "yes" to her question. "Mmm, I've been dying to find out what Holly tastes like. She so sugary in person, and I'll bet her pussy tastes just as sweet." Marissa pecked me on the lips and then slinked down between my legs, holding my slowly re-hardening pecker in both hands like a lollipop. "And I know you've been wanting to fuck Kendra's tight ass for weeks." I let my head fall back, briefly closing my eyes to call that vision into my mind. But then I opened my eyes again to look upon my gorgeous girlfriend giving me one of her patently fabulous blowjobs. I loved to hear the lip-smacking, slurping noises as she made love to my cock and tasted Mrs. Robinson's nectar upon its skin. I held her head and Marissa looked up at me with her mouth still stuffed full. "Did you notice that serving girl?" I asked. "The cute brunette with the braided pigtails? I was thinking of inviting her up." Marissa popped off my dick for just a moment. "Hmm, the barely eighteen year- old hors d'oeuvres girl? With the obviously fake, D-cup tits spilling out the top of her uniform? She is your type." And then with an approving grin Marissa returned to suckling my shaft. I picked up the phone and called down to the wait staff. I described the waitress, and they informed me that 'Stacy' would come up to my room in a moment with three champagne glasses as requested. I settled into the bed cushions, a silly expression on my face as Marissa continued bobbing her head up and down me while I felt my über-pheremones filling the room, ready to immediately attack Stacy once she got here. I loved my life. ------- The End ------- Posted: 2007-11-13 Last Modified: 2007-11-13 / 01:32:54 am ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------