http://www.mrdouble.com From news.uni-c.dk!sunic!sunic.sunet.se!trane.uninett.no!nac.no!Norway.EU.net!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Tue Jun 20 14:10:43 1995 Message-ID: <215314Z16061995@anon.penet.fi> Path: news.uni-c.dk!sunic!sunic.sunet.se!trane.uninett.no!nac.no!Norway.EU.net!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an256099@anon.penet.fi (CRAVER) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an256099@anon.penet.fi Date: Fri, 16 Jun 1995 21:43:25 UTC Subject: Lyla by Craver. Nasty girls, frat party. Lines: 378 STANDARD DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. NO ONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 SHOULD READ THIS STORY, OR ANYONE ELSE EASILY OFFENDED BY NASTY SEX. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! Lyla by Craver Okay, look, the way I see it, life's a bitch, but it's all we get. Maybe some of these dorks who keep writing into this newsgroup condemning the rest of us "sinners" believe they'll live together forever listening to angels playing elevator music, but for me, I just don't buy it. Anyway, as Huck Finn said many years ago, if Aunt Polly and her friends are going to be running Heaven, I wouldn't want to go there anyway. So... I believe any "Paradise" I'll be enjoying is right here on Earth, and right now, so I go for all the pleasure I can get while I can still get it. And to me, that means getting all the cock and cunt and cum I can, from as many people as I can get it from. By the way, if these nerds are so God almighty righteous, what the fuck are they doing reading the stuff in this "sinners' newsgroup" anyway? But I digress.... I was talking about how much I love sex, nasty sex. Take last weekend, for example. My roommate, Lyla, is a shy little thing from some dinky farming community in Iowa or Nebraska or somewhere like that. Like there's a difference. Anyway, she says she's still a virgin, but she's at least starting to love jerking off. I should know. I taught her how. It was simple, actually. She came into the room one night without my expecting her, and surprised me. I was naked, lying on my bed with my legs up in the air, fucking myself with a banana, so far gone I was just about to come. I couldn't have stopped even if I wanted to, so I didn't. Lyla's face turned beet red, and she just stood there looking at me, like she'd never seen anybody come before, and hell, maybe she hadn't. "Carol! What . . . what are you DOING?" she gasped, slumping into a chair near the bed, unable to take her eyes off my naked pussy, and the banana sliding in and out of it. "I'm . . . fixing . . . dinnerrrrr!" I cried out, coming all over the slippery, fruity, fuck stick. "Ahhhhh, that feels SO fucking wonderful," I sighed, my body sweating, twitching, as I began to cool down. "I . . . I've never . . . I--" "I know, baby, and it's time you did. Come here," I coaxed, holding my arms out to her. Lyla got up slowly, still staring at my pussy with the banana wedged in it. She stumbled over by the bed, and I had her lean down onto her knees next to me. "Have you ever been fucked, Lyla?" I asked. "NO! My GOD, Carol, have you no SHAME?" she scolded, still looking at my pussy. "Actually, no," I admitted honestly. "Quite frankly, I can't remember ever being ashamed of anything." Teasing her, I reached down between my legs and took out the soggy banana, bringing it slowly to my mouth. Lyla looked at me as though I were demented. Hey, shit, maybe I am, but so what. As she watched, transfixed, I took a big bite, savoring the mushy texture and the sweet-sour, salty taste of banana flavor spiced with pussy juice. "I . . . I think I'm going to throw up," she gasped, turning pale. "No, you're going to GROW up, you little dummy. Here, taste some," I said, grabbing her by the hair, jerking her face forward, then pushing some of the banana into her mouth before she could resist. She coughed and gagged, and was just about to spit it out when I brought her face to mine, covering her mouth with my own, shoving the banana back into her mouth with my tongue, kissing her, sitting up now, pressing my naked body all over her. Lyla was wearing a thin summer blouse, and I knew she could feel my hard nipples mashed into her own. "NOOOOO!" she cried, her voice muffled, tears forming in her eyes as she struggled to get away. I continued to kiss her. Then, strangely, I felt her resistance beginning to subside. I began to fondle her ass cheeks, pulling her body against mine as still we kissed, and her cries turned to moans, as I continued to kiss her. Pieces of the banana were all over our faces, and I backed away from her mouth to lick them off her cheeks. She moaned again, closing her eyes, totally mine now, so I slid my hand lower and began unbuttoning her blouse. "Oh Carol, no, oh no...." she moaned, opening her eyes, looking at me with such an intense hunger I knew she wanted me to continue. She was shaking like a leaf, and when I reached inside her blouse, and inside her bra, to cup her abundant breasts, her nipples were rock hard. "I bet your pussy is sopping wet, isn't it, Lyla?" "Oh God," she mewed. "Can I see?" I whispered, my lips almost touching her ears. She didn't reply, so I continued to undress her until she was totally naked. I simply love seducing virgins, especially innocent ones like Lyla. Gently, I lay her on the bed, then, taking her hand in mine, placed our fingers on her wet cunt. Did I mention that? Yeah, she was wet. SOAKing, and we could smell her excitement. "Touch yourself. Right here," I instructed, moving her fingers over her swollen clit. She did it, without argument. "Now keep it up until you explode, baby. That's right. Oh good, good, Lyla. Yes, like that. Just like that," I coached. Her eyes were closed again, and her head kept jerking from side-to-side on the pillow as she grew more and more excited. "OHHHHH!" she gasped, raising her head off the pillow, straining her neck, her fingers flying over her puffy clit as her orgasm slammed into her. "OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OHHHHH . . . MY . . . GODDDddddd!" After a while she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "I've never...." "I know. Wonderful, isn't it? And just wait until you feel lips on your little clitty down there. You'll come and come and come when someone eats you, Lyla. I'd do it myself, but we need to bring you along slowly. And then . . . when you get FUCKED for the first time . . . my God it's incredible," I sighed, smiling, thinking about my first fuck years earlier. "I never knew anything could be so . . . so fantastic!" Lyla grinned. "Thank you. I think," she said, suddenly scowling, looking worried. "It's a terrible sin, isn't it?" "Sin? Jesus, Lyla! I don't want to preach, little flower, but to me a sin is when someone forces their beliefs on someone else who doesn't want them. How can making yourself feel so wonderful be a sin? What the fuck is a SIN anyway? No, don't answer that. Forget it. I'm just getting pissed off, and I want tonight to be special for you. Let's shower and get you ready for the party. Now that I've started your education, I intend to continue it." "Party? Tonight? What party?" Lyla said, confused. She's so fucking well organized I knew I was blowing her mind, making her feel like she'd somehow forgotten something. "We're going to Delta house. And YOU, my sweet little innocent virgin are going to get fucked. A lot!" Hours later, after much convincing, Lyla finally agreed to accompany me, but only on the condition of being able to merely observe what went on. I chuckled, knowing how easily I'd been able to manipulate her earlier, knowing I could do it again. Also knowing she'd thank me for it afterward. Now here we were, at the frat house, slightly drunk. It was the first time Lyla had ever had anything to drink stronger than Coca-Cola, and she was growing ever more friendly to the guys. Lyla has a body that won't quit, and tonight I'd managed to talk her into dressing so the guys could finally see what she'd been hiding. Now she was getting all kinds of attention, and I could tell she was loving it. I'd brushed out her long brown hair, accentuating the blonde highlights in it, which also helped accentuate her blue eyes. I'd also loaned her one of my tube tops and one of my miniskirts, and wouldn't allow her to wear a bra, so her brown areolas were visible underneath the top, and her long, full, shapely legs were also now nicely on display. It was late, and suddenly I realized we were the only two females left at the party. Lyla was giggling at something, a silly grin on her face. I could tell she was almost looped out of her mind, so I decided it was now or never. I wanted her to get fucked while she was still alert enough to enjoy it. "Hey you guys, let's get naked and fuck," I said, walking over to where Lyla and her fan club were standing. She gazed at me like she was trying to understand what I'd just said, but it was too foreign to her mentality for her to grasp it. "Sounds good to me, little darling," Brent said. "After you, ladies," some guy named Richard said, bending at the waist, taking a bow in my direction. "Ready, Lyla?" I asked. "Ready?" she giggled stupidly. "Yeah. Remember what I said would happen tonight? Well it's time, darling, so let's get you ready," I said, reaching over to her, then quickly pulling her tube top down to her waist. She was holding a drink, and some of it spilled on her tits, making them glisten beautifully in the harsh light of the fraternity house. "Carol!" she giggled. "Stop!" She laughed again, continuing to laugh as I dropped to my knees in front of her and yanked her skirt down over her knees, revealing the dainty, pink bikini panties I'd also loaned her and insisted she wear. "Fuck me, man, what a fucking body," Dave said, admiring her along with the rest of his frat brothers. "You got that right, cuz," another guy said, as I helped Lyla step out of the skirt. I pulled the tube top down over her hips, and she stepped out of it as well, leaving her standing there wearing nothing but my tiny bikini panties. "Well, guys, what are you waiting for?" I asked. "Doesn't anybody want to fuck a virgin?" "Virgin?" "For real? She's still a virgin?" "No shit!" the guys exclaimed. "Yeah, but she won't be for long. Let's fuck her. NOW!" Bart said, moving toward Lyla. He began kissing her tits, and Lyla let her head fall back, enjoying the sensations that I knew were flowing through her. "Lay her over here," someone said, throwing a mattress on the floor. The guys helped Lyla over to the mattress, and Bart gently laid her down onto it. Lyla looked at me, her eyes slightly glassy as I also undressed, stripping naked in front of everyone. Someone was feeling my tits from behind as I watched the guys strip off Lyla's panties. Then she was naked, too, and I crawled down next to her, lying beside her on the double bed mattress. "Now the fun begins, baby. You're fucking going to love it." Two guys approached us. Bart on top of Lyla, and some guy I didn't even know moved on top of me, his cock immediately finding my waiting pussy. It slid in me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him deeper inside my cunt, fucking him slowly as I watched my virginal roommate about to be fucked for the first time. "Eat her first, Bart. Make sure she's dripping before you nail her, okay?" I said. Bart grinned at me, and said he'd be delighted to do just that. Then he did, his lips covering Lyla's pussy as his tongue snaked out and began lapping up her dripping secretions. "OH GODDDD!" Lyla screamed, her eyes rolling up in her head as though she were having some kind of crazy seizure or something. "OHHHHH!" she shrieked, coming intensely, her head rolling around on the mattress. Then someone was kneeling down beside her, sticking a cock in her mouth. She was so fucking hot she didn't even resist, even when the guy began blowing his wad all over her face. I knew she was ready, so I told Bart to go for it. "Fuck her, Bart. She's so hot she'll gush all over your cock," I said, excited, watching.... Bart moved up Lyla's body, his eight inch rod sticking straight out from him, bobbing up and down as he moved into position at the entrance to Lyla's pussy. "Ready baby?" he asked. Lyla turned to look at him, her face glistening with sticky cum, some of it running down her cheek and onto her neck. She looked ravishing, like a cock crazy slut, not an innocent virgin, and when Bart began sliding his cock inside her tight virgin hole, her eyes began to bulge. "OHHH! OH CAROLLLL!" she groaned. "It's . . . it's WONDERFUL! OH GOD, I LOVE IT, I LOVEEEEE GETTING FUCKED!" she cried out. "Somebody . . . SOMEBODY GIVE ME ANOTHER COCK TO SUCK!" she screamed, on fire now, caught up in it, just as I knew she would be. She was hooked, and I loved it, knowing I'd helped get her started on really living for the first time in her life. Guys were all over both of us now, fucking us, coming all over our faces, sucking our tits, even rolling me over once to fuck me in the ass. Lyla watched it happen, and she came instantly. "Oh Carol, he's . . . he's putting his cock in your . . . your ASS!" "Yeah. Nasty fucker, isn't he. Want to taste his cock after he fucks me?" I teased. "YESSSS!!!" she screamed, and I could feel the guy in my ass almost ready to shoot. "Take it out and give it to her. Let her taste my ass on your dick while you come in her mouth," I growled, fighting to keep my eyes open, I was so hot. "Uhhh . . . uhhh . . . UHHHHH . . . OH YEAH, GIVE IT TO ME, I WANT IT, GIVE IT . . . TO . . . MEEEEE!" Lyla screamed, coming again, as the guy who'd been fucking my ass took his shitty cock out of my ass and slid it into Lyla's mouth. She began sucking him like it was a chocolate coated Eskimo pie or something, and when the guy started coming, she slurped it up like it WAS ice cream, even taking it out of her mouth while it was still spurting so it could shoot off all over her face. She was holding the fucking dick in her hand, moving it all over her face, directing the arcs of cum all over her cheeks and lips and forehead, giggling all the while she was doing it, even aiming it so it was shooting cum in her hair. "Oh Carol, I LOVE this. Why didn't I do shit like this SOONER!" she sighed, giggling as yet another guy started shooting hot cum all over her face. Soon there was a line of perhaps ten or fifteen guys waiting to cum on us. Lyla slid over next to me on the mattress and started kissing me as the guys continued to ejaculate jism all over our faces. We got so much cum splattered on our faces it felt like we were being coated with hot wax. I fucking love it, and so did Lyla. It was one hell of a transformation, and I knew our senior year was just beginning. It was going to be some final year of college, and just thinking about it made me come. Finally the party ended, and around four in the morning we snuck back into the dorm without even bothering to clean up, giggling silently as we made it back to the room without being caught. We stripped and threw our clothes on the floor, so exhausted we didn't even both washing before going to bed. Lyla crawled in with me, and we kissed, tasting the drying cum on our faces. "I loved it, Carol. All of it," Lyla said. "Cum is . . . unusual, but I like it. Different guys taste differently, don't they." "Yeah. And so does pussy, baby. Want to see?" I said, suddenly eager to taste her cunt while she tasted mine. "You mean....?" "That's exactly what I mean," I said, crawling to the foot of the bed, climbing on top of her, my face in her crotch while I positioning my cunt over hers. "Hmmmm, it smells nasty. Like fish!" Lyla giggled, as I lowered my cum-drenched cunt to her face. As her mouth came in contact with my pussy her voice became muffled. Then she stopped talking and started sucking. I lowered my face to her pussy and began lapping the cum out of her as well, each of us groaning and moaning as we ate each other to the final wave of orgasms for the evening. Afterward we fell asleep, smiling, in each others arms, the smell of cum and cunt and sweat strong on our faces. The last thing I remember is Lyla telling me she couldn't wait to party with the frat guys again. I think I've created a monster, but what a monster. Now I can't wait for her holier than thou brother to visit us at homecoming. I wonder how Lyla will feel when I talk her into fucking him, too.... ****** ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. If you reply to this message, your message WILL be *automatically* anonymized and you are allocated an anon id. Read the help file to prevent this. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.