****** The Coed and the Professor by Doug1508@aol.com ******
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The Coed and the Professor


Angela knocked on the dark oak door with Professor Ballard's name on the brass
plaque mounted at eye level. The deep male voice on the other side of the door
called, almost commanded her to come in. As Angela opened the door, the dingy,
dark room, filled with the smoke of the Professor Ballard's pipe clued Angela
that it would be difficult to ask the Professor for the additional help she
needed to pass his Psychology class on sexual behavior. She moved cautiously
toward his huge desk cluttered with books and papers.

His large high-back winged leather chair was turned away and she couldn't yet
see the Professor. The Professor was aware that Angela was standing in front of
the desk and he asked, "What can I do for you young lady?" Angela clutched her
books against her breasts, her breathing was fast as she tried to speak.

As she gazed over the desk she could see text books open, papers, test
booklets, and rather large leather bound book open, with an illustration of a
female, her body encased with leather straps, buckles, and ropes that held her
captive. The illustration was a full page drawn in black and white. The young
woman was a captive, her arms held above her with rope, her legs spread wide
with a bar between her legs, clamped to the leather ankle straps. Angela's
thoughts spun as she stared at the book. She could feel her nipples stiffen
under the bra as her books put pressure over her firm breasts. The dampness
between her legs took her thoughts far away from where she was, thinking
back..... Her mind spun.

The Professor's voice once again asked the same question. Angela cleared her
erotic thoughts and knew that she had to ask and gathered herself from the
book, and in a soft, meek voice said, "Professor Ballard, I am not doing well
in your class and need to pass this course to graduate in the Spring. Could you
tell me how I can improve my failing grade? Is there any special projects I can
do to earn extra credit? I'll do anything to pass." She was relieved as she
finally got it out. The silence was killing her as the Professor had not
answered. The seconds of silence seemed like hours. She was ready just to walk
out, when the leather chair slowly began to turn toward the desk.

The Professor was dressed in his wool tweed jacket and vest. His bow-tie was
tied perfectly. His hand held the pipe to his lips and the smoke slowly eased
between his lips, floating upward. He then spoke, "Well, Angela, I have noticed
you in class and have been disappointed as well that you have not done well. I
understand that you need to improve greatly in class or you will fail. I have,
on occasion, allowed certain students to participate in my special projects to
earn extra credit." Angela took a deep breath, still holding her book against
her chest, her nipples still hard from looking at the book. How can I convince
him to let me be one of these students, she thought.

"Angela, you need to understand that these extra projects may take up much of
your free time that you would normally have to do things as date and have fun
with your friends. " he stated. "Now it takes a very special student to qualify
as well." he explained. Angela spoke quickly, "Professor, believe me I'll work
hard on any project you give me, I promise," she said, knowing that she needed
this to graduate.

"Place your books on my desk, Angela." he said in his deep commanding voice.
Angela took the books and placed them on the edge of the desk. Standing the in
front of the desk, she felt his eyes looking over her body. Her breathing was
still deep and fast, her young breasts heaving up and down were obvious. Angela
could sense another person behind her, moving toward her from the dark corner.
"Angela!!! Look at me!" he commanded from his chair. Her eyes stared deep into
his, still aware that someone was behind her. Her body was warm, the smell of
the pipe tobacco, the darkness of the room made her knees weak and tremble.

Without warning, someone grasped Angela's wrists and pulled them behind her
back, just above her ass. Held firm, she arched her back, thrusting her
breasted upward. Her nipples were very clearly visible through her silk blouse.

The outline of her body was visible through the silk blouse and was very
appealing to the Professor. "Okay, but there are some strict rules about these
projects and you must not share these with anyone. Is that clear?" he asked.
Angela was relieved that she would be allowed to work on these special
projects. She nodded her head, unable to utter a word. The Professor slowly
stood. Her unknown captor held her hands tight as he walked over to Angela and
placed his hands on her shoulders and slowly let them slide down her torso,
cupping her covered breasts, as his hands traveled to her hips. Angela was
shocked at his touching her, but was so taken she could not move or say
anything. His touch was firm and she could feel her nipples become erect as his
hands slid down her body. Her helplessness stimulated her womanhood, the soft
folds of her pussy became very warm and damp. He said, "You should make a very
good study. Now the first meeting for the special project will be Friday
afternoon at 4:00 PM." He took a small piece of paper out of his pocket and
placed it on the top of her books. "This is the address.

Please do not be late," ordered the Professor.

Angela said, "I won't be late, Professor Ballard." Her unknown restrainer let
her wrists free, her head turned quickly to see the stranger. He was a tall,
dark, handsome young man, his eyes pierced as she stared into his. She could
see the young man dressed in a leather vest, a black silk pouch over his
genitals, and leather collar surrounded his muscular neck. He slowly walked
back to the dark corner of the Professor's office. She walked over and picked
up her books and the piece of paper from the desk and walked out the door.

Friday was here and Angela was anxious to get started on the project. She just
returned from her last class, it was already 3:10 and she knew she should be on
time for her project for the Professor. She slipped off her sweatshirt and
jeans and took a quick shower.

As she returned to the room, she dropped the towel as she gazed in front of the
mirror, admiring her firm body. Her supple neck, her oval breasts, the pink
nipples, her tapered torso, the flare of the hip, her soft blonde curls that
surrounded her sex, the tapered soft, firm thighs were the points that her eyes
gazed. Her hands, still wet from the shower, moved up to caress her cream
colored breasts, sliding over her nipples. Her areolas were pink, her nipples
stiffened as her soft hand rolled over her breasts. One hand continued to
caress her breast, roll her nipple with her forefinger and thumb as the other
hand traveled down her firm stomach, across her belly-button, to the thin,
soft, blonde hairs that surrounded h her pussy. Her mind was seeing the book on
the Professor's desk, the young woman restrained. As she started to close her
eyes and dream in the image and to allow her hands to bring her to relief, her
eyes glanced at the clock, it was 3:45. She gasped, she'd be late for the
Professor's first meeting. She quickly took her silk panties and slipped them
over her legs and up to her wet cunt. Grabbed her bra, off the bed and slipped
her arms through the straps and fastened it in the front, manipulating her tits
into the bra cups. Took her leather skirt and pulled it up and snapped the
back. The white cotton sweater slipped over her head, over her bra covered
breasts. It fit tight, showing off her tits so perfectly. She ran out of her
room. left a note for her roommate that she would probably be late.

The narrow street was filled with cars and Angela had a difficult time finding
a parking space. She finally found one 3 blocks away. She walked swiftly to the
address that the Professor had written down. As she walked up to the entrance,
it was an old house, large porch that covered the entry door. She took the
large brass door-knocker in her hand and rapped the door twice. Squirming as
she stood there, since she was 5 minutes late, she hoped that she's still get
the extra credit she needed to pass the course.

The door opened. Angela recognized the man as the man that had held her hands
in the Professor's office. He was dressed in a tuxedo, except that he wore no
pants. His crotch was covered with a black leather pouch. Without speaking, he
beckoned her in. She slowly walked into the entrance way and the silent male
closed the door. She stood still. The silent male then spoke, "You're late and
the Professor is not happy. Angela began to make an excuse but the guide
silenced her, putting his finger over her red lips. He spoke again, "The
Professor has instructed me to give you a word that will stop whatever is going
on and the project will terminate. Your word is CASE CLOSED. Is that clear?"
Angela nodded. The silent male took a blindfold and slipped over Angela's face
and said, " Please do not resist. This is necessary since this is your first
visit." The black silk blindfold was tied behind her neck.

She could see nothing. She felt the silent male take her hand and begin to lead
her through the house. "You'll need to watch your step and do as you are
asked." They descended down a stairwell.

The damp, musky smell gave Angela that she was in a basement. It was silent as
they walked down the stairs. As they finished the descent, the silent male
guided her a little further. Stopped, the silent male released Angela's hand.
She heard a sharp snap of someone's finger and without warning, several hands
began removing her clothes.

There were at least three set of hands that began to strip off her clothes. The
hands were slow, deliberate and firm as they removed her sweater and leather
skirt. She remained motionless, standing only in her bra and panties, the mask
still kept Angela in darkness. Seconds later the hands began to remove her bra
and panties. The hands were smooth, soft to her soft skin as they unclasped her
bra, releasing her tits. The hands caressed her tits, toying with her nipples.
The cool damp air and the hands touching them brought her nipples to attention.
As her panties were pulled down from her pussy, her mind brought back the image
of the young woman illustrated in the book. Angela's mind was now spinning a
million miles an hour.

Totally naked, except the blindfold, she stood still in silence. She heard
another snap of someone's fingers and a hand grasped her forearm and began to
motion her to move. Stopping, two strong muscular arms went around her back and
under her knees and lifted her off the ground. Angela was laid on a flat, soft
leather, platform. The leather was cool and sent goose bumps down her legs, but
her pussy was getting warmer and her nipples grew stiff with the excitement.

Several hands began to take her hands and ankles and wrap them in restraints.
Her arms were lifted over her head, her legs spread wide. She tried to move,
but the ties were tight and she could not move. Helpless, she could not move,
walk away, or escape. She felt hands untie her mask and as it was pulled away,
the soft light of hundreds of candles lit the room. The Professor stood above
her head as her eyes opened and focused, his mature face, bow tie was bringing
her mind back to the office. "Listen Angela, we're going to bring you to a new
sexual level. We will not harm you in any permanent way. We will explore your
deepest desires. Do you remember your secret word?" the Professor asked. Angela
nodded she remembered.

As she looked around the room could see at least 5 young women, completely
naked except for a black collar around their necks. As her head tossed from
side to side, she could see one tall, large breasted, blonde, move toward her.
Totally nude as well, but her black collar had a gold band in the front. In her
hands was a ball-gag. She lifted Angela's head as she put the gag into her
mouth and fastened it behind her head. The ball filled her mouth and the strap
held it in place. A black leather collar with silver rings and was slipped
around her soft neck, by the female attendant.

Angela's mind spun as she laid totally exposed. Her legs spread wide exposing
her blonde pussy, her creamy soft tits pointed toward the ceiling, her mouth
stuffed with a soft red ball gag....

A snap of a finger and things began to happen. As Angela glanced over the room,
she could see the other women move toward the table that held her captive.
Their nude bodies burnt images in Angela's mind. They were beautiful women,
young, college age students. Their hands began to caress her breasts, rubbing
her nipples, their hands moving to her pussy. So many hands, toying with her
tits, her pussy, it was so much so fast. Warm oil was poured over her tits, her
torso and the female attendants rubbed it all over her body. Her eyes wide
watched the females stare at her body as they smoothed the warm oil over her
pointed, erect nipples, over the smooth soft mounds of her breasts. Their hands
explored every inch of her body. The hands moved lower to her pussy, taking the
oil and began to rub the outer lips of her cunt. Angela could not count the
number of hands caressing her body. She closed her eyes as the hands moved over
her body. Her pussy was wet, her nipples stood erect as she lay tied, exposed
and attended but numerous beautiful young nude women.

One of the tall women was obviously in charge. The long red hair draped over
her shoulders, just above her breasts. Her breasts were full, the size of
grapefruits. Her nipples were pink and erect. She also wore a collar with a
gold band. Angela turned her head and gazed at her pussy, the red hairs that
covered the her hot sex.

She stood over Angela's bound body and without a word motioned to the others
what to do. Angela looked her over, as her eyes were free, but was restrained
to move or speak. Angela could feel fingers move around her cunt, parting the
pouting pink lips, slipping the tips of soft oiled fingers over her clit,
making it swell, filling with the hot blood that filled her wanton body. Her
mind spun, this was the greatest extra credit project she has ever attempted.

One of the attendants began to ease a long vibrator over the wet lips of her
cunt. The tingling of the tip made Angela's pussy wetter. The more it tingled
the head of her clit, the more the juices of Angela's pussy began to flow. Her
nipples were swollen, her pussy ached for a hard cock as the hands of the
attendants massaged her body. Her pleasure of the latex phallus teasing her
pussy made the juices flow, the intense orgasm build. Her legs squirmed,
rotating her hips to take the vibrator to her points of pleasure. Her body
twisted, bound on the table, wanting the pleasure to bring her to orgasm.

The silence of her pleasure was broken by the loud snap of a finger. Even
though Angela's mind spun with the events, she realized that the snap of
someone's fingers controlled the action. The female attendants took the
vibrator from her wanton wet cunt and left her side, leaving her only to
herself, bound and surrounded by candle light, and unsatisfied.

Professor Ballard walked up to the table that help Angela captive. He stood at
the end, above her head. His deep voice spoke, "Angela, you are doing well with
the project so far, but we have many more things in store for you tonight." The
soft ball gag kept Angela from answering the Professor. Her eyes told him she
was willing to continue. The Professor could see that she was willing and
walked away into the black corners of the room and the loud snap of the finger
was heard.

As Angela looked into the darkness she saw the same beautiful tall red haired
woman take a thick lit candle from a tall shaft that held it, illuminating the
room and walk toward the table. She held the candle above her shoulder as she
walked toward the table that kept Angela prisoner. The flame of the candle
flickered as she walked, her body was exquisite, her firm, large breasts glowed
in the warm glow of the candle. She walked alone to Angela's restrained body.

She held the candle high above Angela's body. Angela's eyes went from the
candle to the red-haired voluptuous woman. Her green eyes penetrated her. The
woman tilted the candle over Angela's naked bound body. The first drip of hot
wax splashed on her right breast, followed by another to the nipple of the left
tit. The hot wax against her soft flesh stung, burned for a flash of a second.
The hot, white wax cooled as it slowly covered her breasts. It was like hot
white cum splattering over her mounds of flesh, running down the side of her
mountains of heaving creamy flesh. Angela's nipple covered with hot wax stood
very erect, the clear wax cooled and turned her pink nipple white, though
burning red under the white tip.

Angela watched the beautiful woman hold the candle above her body letting the
wax drip one hot drop at a time on her wanton body. The wax covered her tits
and the woman moved the candle down the body. The candle held high, Angela
could see each drop as it left the hot burning flame and descended to her soft
skin. The large hot splash of wax hit her belly button, filling it with the
warm soft gooey wax. The wax was moving closer to Angela's pussy as the woman
gazed over her body, enjoying her work as the pain of the wax was causing her.
The first drop of hot wax hit the soft hairs of her blonde covered pussy, the
next at the opening of her vagina. Angela's hips thrust upward with the short
pain the wax caused. Angela's pussy lips were swollen with all the excitement
and her erect clit was protruding from her cunt. The young beautiful woman,
smiled as she guided the next drip directly to the hot engorged clit. The pain
was almost too much to take, but the pain subsided as the hot wax cooled around
the love button.

Angela tilted her head and could see the woman lower the candle and move it
closer to her pussy. The light of the flame glowed around Angela's cunt hairs
as the woman moved closer. The red-haired beauty's tongue slowly slipped over
the lips and teased the wax covered clit for just a second. The feeling was
tremendous and Angela wanted her to suck her pussy and bring her to a climax,
but instead the woman backed away and took the candle and moved it to her
pussy, the flame stood tall, erect and the heat could be felt on her hot, wet,
clit.

Just seconds before the flame would singe her cunt hairs, the woman blew the
flame out and eased the thick, hot candle between her swollen pussy lips and
into her wet hot cunt. The hot wax poured over the soft hairs that surrounded
her pussy. Angela could feel the warm wax coat the outer lips of her cunt. The
thrust of the large candle was larger than anything else she had ever
experienced in her pussy. She had experienced boys, dildos, and other phallic-
like objects, but nothing like this, it was huge, pushing her cunt walls wide
as the woman thrust the candle deeper. Her body arched as the warm fat candle
was shoved in her pussy. It was rough, yet smooth and she was beginning to
enjoy the pleasure this was bringing Angela towards the climax that she deeply
needed. Once again the snap of the fingers could be heard and the candle was
taken from her wet pussy, leaving her unsatisfied, wanting more.

Angela watched the beautiful woman walk away with the candle in her hand. She
lit it with another candle and put it back into the tall iron candle holder. At
the same time, she saw three naked women walk toward her, all nude their bodies
glowed in the candle light. They began to unfasten the wrist restraints at the
top and then the ankle restraints were relaxed. Their hands lifted Angela's
shoulders and pulled her body toward the edge of the table, until her neck was
at the edge and her head tilted back, her eyes looking at the shadows against
the darkened wall, their images upside down. Her hands were then taken to her
side and fastened again and the ankle straps were once again tightened. Her
soft blonde hair cascaded off the table toward the floor, her ball gag still in
place, her body open to those that stared in the darkness. Before the last
woman left her, she walked in front of her, Angela looked up to her nude body.
The height of the table brought Angela's face just below the shaved smooth
pussy of the woman.

She was beautiful, the soft smooth pussy and the full breasts that held erect
pink nipples, Angela was getting hot, her wax covered pussy lips began to get
wetter as she stared at the beautiful naked body that stood above her body.

The woman reached down and untied the knot that held the ball gag in place. She
eased the soft ball out of Angela's wet mouth, over her soft red lips. Angela
took a deep breath through her mouth and before she gasp another breath she
watched the young beautiful bend her knees pushing her naked sex over Angela's
gasping mouth. Her cunt was filled with a sexual aroma of excitement. The musk
scent, the smooth skin around her cunt covered her nose and Angela was forced
to inhale the young woman's vaginal fragrance. It was so enticing, Angela could
not help slipping her tongue between the soft lips and into the folds of her
cunt. The young girl's cunt was wet with pussy juice and this was the first
time Angela had ever tasted another woman's cunt juices.

She had tasted her own after masturbating, licking her fingers, but never
another woman's.

The young girl rotated her hips back and forth as Angela's tongue searched deep
into her pussy. Angela's tongue hit the clit of her pleasure-seeker. She could
hear her moan. It was stimulating, Angela's own cunt was flowing with juices
wanting to be attended to, but her attention was here at her face. Angela
pulled on the wrist straps trying to suck deeper into the wet pussy that
covered her mouth. She pulled the clit between her lips, sucking it, teasing it
with her tongue as she held it tightly between her lips.

All of a sudden another loud snap of a finger stopped the action. The young
girl quickly left Angela's head and moved into the darkness. Angela rolled her
tongue over her red lips, tasting the young girl's pussy juice, it was the very
best she could imagine.

Angela looked into the darkness and saw a large black man move out of the
shadows. He wore a black leather hood covering his entire head except for two
openings for his eyes and a small opening for his nose. His hands wore black
leather gloves that had silver stud all around them. This is all he wore. His
huge body grew bigger as he walked slowly toward the head of the table.
Angela's eyes focused on his huge black cock. It was flaccid as he walked, it
swayed from side to side, it was the biggest thing she could ever imagine. It
must be 14 inches long and more than 6 inches around. Surely she would not have
to take him, it was too big. The silent black man stopped at the table looking
down to Angela's face. His black ebony shaft was only inches away from her
mouth. He took his cock in his hand and began to run it around her face,
touching her eyes, cheeks, nose and then her slightly open lips. He moved it
from one side of her lips to the other. Angela knew that she was going to take
this huge black dick into her mouth. The gloved hands came down to her face and
caressed her cheeks. The silver studs were cool on her skin. A finger moved
over her lips and was then eased into her wanton mouth. He slipped the leather
studded gloved finger across her lips and deep into her mouth with one thrust.
Angela was shocked as she opened her mouth willing to his finger and began to
run her tongue over the digital phallus. His fingers were larger than most she
has ever seen. She continued to suck, when the hooded black man removed his
finger. Oh, it was beginning to taste good, the smell and taste of leather was
keeping her lustful body wanting more.

His black leather hand grabbed his long black cock and raised it to Angela's
face, it was huge, so long, so thick. The black head of his dick was the size
of a large ripened plum, purple, full of juice. Surely he was not going to slip
it into her red lips.. He took his cock and teased her lips as he stroked his
smooth cock over her lips, across her chin, along her cheeks. Her wanton mouth
opened as he brought it near her desiring lips and she sucked the head of this
black cock into her wet luscious mouth. The head was huge and stretched the
walls of her lips and strained the jaws as she took him into her mouth. He
slipped his long, black cock over her lips slowly as she continued to try to
take it all in. He was so big that she could not take it long dick much deeper.
His cock was turning from the soft thick shaft of flesh to a more stiff black
rock hard rod of pleasure. As she continued to suck his thick dark dick,
Angela's pussy was flowing with the wet juices as she let the is black man fuck
her face. His hips began to thrust back and forth as his cock was rammed into
Angela's titled head. The ebony shaft grew larger as she continued to take it
into her mouth. Angela wanted some attention to her wet cunt as she sucked this
cock. If she had a free hand, it would be busy finger-fucking her pussy as she
gave this black hooded stranger a blow-job. The masked black stranger took his
gloved hands and began to maul Angela's breasts as he fucked her mouth. The
silver studs taunted the nipples as they grabbed the breasts, pinching the pink
erect nipples. Angela's body wanted so much to be pleased she continued to suck
the ebony shaft deep into her mouth, tonguing the tip as it reached the edge of
her lips, then deep again down her throat.

His thick shaft grew thicker as he forced her to suck his cock. A loud snap of
a finger changed the rhythm. Still long, but fatter now, he withdrew the tip of
his cock from the wet, sucking lips. Angela's tongue reached out to the tip to
lick that last drop of her saliva as it dripped from the end of the purple head
of his dick. Her eyes opened as she walked him walk from her head and move to
the other end of the table. Two loud snaps were heard next and she could see
the tall red head walk toward her with a long fat dildo in her hand. Her eyes
also saw the young man that lead her down the stairs walk toward her. Her mind
was spinning....

The red haired beauty slipped the dildo into her wet lips, coating it with
Angela's mouth filled with her hot saliva, she sucked it as she did the black
hooded man. Quickly she could feel hands lift her ass up and shove a pillow
type device under her ass , tilting her pussy and asshole upward. As soon as
this was done, her male friend was there, stroking his hardening dick with his
fist. Her eyes stared as he stroked it, her eyes wanted it in her mouth. He
could see the wanton desires and slipped his thick, long cock into her wet,
mouth. At the same time, Angela felt the latex dildo slip over the lips of her
juicy cunt. It slid easily between the folds of her wet pussy. Finally, she
would get some relief from all this... she only hoped it would not stop this
time too short.

She could fell the red-haired attendant moving the dildo in and out of her
pussy. The tuxedo-clad male attendant ramming his hungry cock in and out of her
mouth, and then, lips licking and sucking her erect nipples between their lips.
Their lips were soft and only imagined it was that it was the other young
beautiful women she had seen. The feeling was so good, a fat cock in her mouth,
sucking it dry, lips sucking her heaving tits, and a large fat dildo being
rammed into her soaking wet cunt, what else could she ask for to bring her to
climax.........

Another hand came into play, it began to smooth a lubricant over her asshole,
coating it well, teasing the tight brown hole. Angela had never had anal sex
before and was afraid... As the hand finished rubbing the juicy slick cream
over her exposed asshole, Angela could feel weight move onto the table. The
guide's cock still slammed into her mouth, the dildo still slid in and out of
her cunt, so there was no way she could look up to see what was going to
happen.

Her mouth filled with a thick cock, her juicy pussy filled with a dildo being
forced in and out by the red-head and others licking and sucking her tits and
rock hard nipples, she felt the head of a huge object at the opening of her
virgin anal opening.... .. The head, eased with the lubricant slipped into the
opening slowly... She could not stop.... sucking cock.... being fucked by a
dildo in her cunt.... and now.... the last opening accepting the intruder to
her open asshole.

It was so big as it slipped between her white cheeks and into to the brown
tight anal opening. Her sphincter muscle contracted as the head of this huge
fat cock entered her last opening. Angela wanted to look at her anal intruder,
but she was too busy sucking the guide's hard thick rod. The dildo was still
moving in and out of her pussy and she could feel her tight asshole relax to
accept the fat cock as it eased slowly over the lubricant and into her ass. Her
mind cloudy with all the attention pictured that the cock fucking her ass was
the fat hard dick of the black man that she just sucked. An little did she
know, it was.

Moving in and out of her ass, the cock hurt at first, but now it felt good. She
could feel both the dildo and the hard rod as they matched strokes. The thin
wall that separated her pussy and ass, it felt like they were both in one
place. This really getting her pussy very wet. Her mouth was still being fucked
by the guide, his cock slipping in and out of her mouth. His hands rubbing her
tits as he shoved his fat cock into her sucking wet mouth. The woman continued
to tease her clit with the dildo and once in awhile, she could feel a tongue
stroke it. The pleasure was building very rapidly and she hoped that this time
they would bring her to a climax, before another snap of the fingers.

The speed of the fucking she was getting was quickening. The orgasm was
reaching the highest peak she had ever experienced. She sucked harder and
shifted her hips to accepted the dildo and cock deeper and faster, faster,
faster, and then .... Total release of all the built up sexual pleasure. Her
orgasm was the most intense she could ever imagine. The others did not stop,
though. Her mind cloudy with her orgasm, she continued to suck and fuck. Her
mind started to clear only to realize that another even more intense climax was
approaching. At the peak, just as her cunt exploded, the guide pulled his cock
out and with one stroke began to shoot hot wet cum. The first shot splattered
her tits, the second her face, chin and lips. She licked the salty cum from the
tip of his hard swollen cock. This was taking her over the edge again and her
cunt shot juices all around the dildo and poured out of her cunt. Her anal
intruder also pulled out and began to shoot his hot cum all over her stomach,
and wet hairs of her soaking pussy.

Now that she wasn't sucking the guide's cock, she tilted her head and could see
that the man that was fucking her asshole was in fact the hooded black man. He
stroked his fat cock, shooting all the cum that it held. Cum dripped all over
her body, and the orgasms so intense, her body went limp. To the point that she
fainted, but was aware of where she was and what she had just experienced. Her
body limp, exhausted, and quite pleasured.

Her eyes closed, she faintly heard the snap of fingers and that her body was
released from the restraints. Unable to open her eyes, say anything, or move,
she felt her body lifted off the table. As her mind began to clear, she
realized that she was in a large bathtub and several women were washing her.
The soft sponges and the warm water were felt very nice. Silent, the women
washed the night's activities from her body. As they finished she stood and
then the women toweled her body dry. One pointed to a small table. She could
see her clothes neatly folded there and a note and video tape. As the women
left the room, one whispered, "You were very good."

Angela walked to the table and took the note and began to read it. It was from
the Professor, it read, "Angela, I want to let you know that you did very well
and that you should not worry about passing this course. Your next task is to
bring another to our group. Your participation and excellent performance has
proven you to worthy of a leather collar worthy of a silver band. You have the
potential for a gold band, but that depends on you." She began to dress and the
video tape was labeled "ANGELA". The last item on the table was the leather
collar with a silver band. As she found her way out, it was daylight. She was
shocked that her experience lasted the entire night.

As she drove back to the dorm, she wondered who she would recruit for the
Professor. Her roommate, Kris?

The End. or maybe only Chapter 1.

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