Nick Eastwood - Virgins in heat

"Ahhhhhh!" Chris wailed.

This was even better than having her clit licked and sucked. His big thick tongue felt fantastically good in her greedy little fuck hole. He started jerking the stiff meat up and down, fucking her with his tongue, and hot pleasure melted her belly. She moaned and thrust her pussy downward, impaling her cunt deeply on the fat spike of tongue meat.

"Ooooo, shit, yes," she screeched, "fuck me with your tongue, Don! Fuck!"

His reaming tongue made an obscene slurping noise as it probed deep in her scorching pussy. Chris gurgled with pleasure and humped her famished twat up and down his stiff tongue. Her molten pussy juice gushed around the thick meat and dribbled out onto his face. She clawed at the bedspread, spinning totally out of control as her pleasure mounted.

"Oh, shit, that big ol' tongue feels so good in meeeee," she shrieked. "You're doing it to me, Don, you're making me come!"

Don felt her cunt tighten like a velvet vise around his tongue. Climaxing violently, she jerked her juicy cunt up and down his deeply lodged tongue. She howled and screeched so loud that Don knew his neighbor, Sam, had to hear her. But that was okay, for Sam and his girl had been fucking up a storm every weekend and sounding like a whole barnyard gone wild. Sam would understand.

"AAAGGGHHH!" Chris wailed.

At last she rolled off him, flushed and sighing with satisfaction. She rolled onto her back, her adorable little tits sticking straight up, nipples stiff and pointed. Don admired her tiny firm waist, curvy round hips, and the brown fluff of her bush. His big hard cock wagged eagerly before him and dribbled hot juice. He decided they'd had enough foreplay for now. His cock, felt bloated and ready to burst.

"Wanta play puppy dog?" he leered.

Chris burst into laughter. "Oh, my God, another kinky game?" she said. "I'm really beginning to wonder about you jocks."

"I bet you thought I didn't know anything but football, right?" Don laughed.

"I'm afraid so," Chris confessed. "I hope you're changing your mind," he grinned.

"Ummmmm, I sure am," she said. "What's this puppy dog thing?"

"You just get on your hands and knees, like a dog," he leered, "and I'll do the rest."

"Man, you are crazy," Chris laughed, "but here goes."

She got on her hands and knees, her little round ass thrust up in the air. "Woof, woof," Don said, crawling up behind her.

She felt his hot hands grasping her hips, then the giant bulb of his cock head wedging into her wet little cunt mouth. She squealed with excitement as she felt his huge hard dick plunging fast and deep into her hungry twat. It rammed up against her womb, and his huge hairy balls tickled her upturned ass. He paused a moment, his enormous swollen cock completely stuffing her cunt and throbbing heavily.

"Well, whaddya think?" he said.

"Woof, woof yourself," Chris giggled. "Enough funning around now, Don. Move your cock in me, please! Shit, do I need to be fucked."

"Then you got it, baby," he said.

He began to fuck her hard and fast, sensing that she wanted it that way. She responded with squeals of pleasure and the swift jerking of her hips, humping her juicy hot cunt up and down the steely pole of his cock. Kneeling behind her, Don had the excitement of watching his pale blue-veined prick slicing in and out between her pouting pink cunt lips. Soon it was dripping with her juices and making a lewd sucking noise as it reamed more hot cream from her super-snug pussy.

"Oooooo, fuck it to me, Don," Chris howled, "fuck the living shit out of meeeee!"

Don grinned broadly. He didn't know what had made Chris change her mind about dating him, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. She was the most hot and eager chick he'd ever fucked. It was hard to believe that just yesterday she'd been a virgin, but the exquisite tightness of her cunt reminded him of the fact. Blissfully he crammed his big swollen dick again and again into the gripping wet tube of her cunt.

"Fuck meeeeee," Chris wailed. "Oh, shit, Don, I love your big ol' cock. Don't ever stop."

"Not if I can help it, baby," Don leered, "not if I can help it."

On Sunday Patty, Linda and Chris gathered in their dormitory room to determine who had won the bet. Secretly each girl was sure she was the winner, but after they'd all told their stories, they couldn't figure out who had lost her virginity first. It seemed to have happened to all of them of about the same time.

"Darn," Linda said, "I guess there isn't any winner, then."

"Or we're all three winners," Chris sighed.

"Oh, well, what does it matter?" Patty said. "The bet isn't important any more."

"What do you mean?" Linda said.

"I mean, we found a new way to have fun, didn't we?" Patty grinned. "Isn't that more important than some silly bet?"

"You're right," Chris said. "Boy, is fucking fun. I get horny just thinking about it."

"Me, too," Linda sighed. "Seems like I can never get enough of it."

"Then I have an idea," Patty said. "Why don't we have a little party tonight, right here in our room?"

Her friends stared.

"Patty, you nut," Chris said, "do you mean invite our guys here, to the dorm? How could we all fuck in this little room?"

"Yeah," Linda chimed in, "the sleeping alcoves don't even have doors."

"Exactly," Patty grinned.

Linda and Chris were beginning to catch on. They looked around the dorm room shared by the three of them. There was one large room with desks and a couch, and three little alcoves containing beds. The alcoves let on to the main room and had no doors, only curtains. There was also a tiny bathroom, hardly big enough to turn around in.

"We'd all be able to hear each other," Linda giggled.

"What a turn-on," Chris cried.

"I thought you'd like it," Patty said. "Let's get to a phone and start the invitations."

That night at eight o'clock the three friends were waiting for their lovers with lusty impatience. The more they thought about Patty's fiendish plan, the better they liked it. All of them were turned on by the idea of overhearing the others fucking. They just hoped the men would go for the plan, too. Since they expected to be taking their clothes off soon, the girls were only wearing negligees, and no bras or panties.

Don Davis was the first to arrive. He looked startled. "Gee, Chris," he said, "I didn't know your roommates were gonna be here. If you got dressed, we could go to a movie or something."

"We'll have more fun right here, Don," Chris grinned, "I can guarantee that. Meet Linda and Patty."

"Hello, Don," Linda cooed, brushing her hip against him as she passed with a tray of beers.

"Hello, handsome," Patty said huskily as she took his arm and led him to a chair. Don's eyes darted to her large thrusting tits, which wobbled braless under her thin gown.

"Have a beer, Don," Chris purred, leaning so low to serve him that he could see right down the front of her gown.

"Maybe you're right, Chris," he croaked, "maybe we would have a better time here."

Just then Ed Biggs arrived. The big bearish businessman looked as surprised as Don had. "What's up, honey?" he said to Patty. "I thought we were gonna be alone."

"Oh, you'll like my friends, Ed," Patty said, rubbing up against him. "Let me introduce you and get you a beer."

Ed and Don exchanged puzzled but interested glances. A few minutes later John Wells arrived, late and breathless as usual. "Linda, I don't understand," he said, reddening when he saw the roomful of people, "I thought it would be just you and me."

"It's a party, John," Linda said as she led him to a chair. "We're going to have a great time."

The men looked doubtful about that – until the girls climbed onto their laps and started kissing them. Then it became clear that the three friends had more in mind that just drinking beer and chatting. Still the men were puzzled. Where could they possibly be alone with their girls? There were only those little curtained alcoves.