Margot Peters - Campus love-in

She was almost enough woman to change my mind. But in the end I got away, leaving her behind. I was going to make my fortune back in the homeland and couldn't be saddled with any excess baggage. Besides, I never had any trouble finding new girlfriends. The stewardesses on the plane to New York, tall, blonde, round-hipped, big-titted beauties with southern and Midwestern accents, with names like Cathy and Mary Jo, reminded that the U.S. was not lacking in feminine attractions. I didn't think I would have any trouble reactivating my love life, not even at a private school out in the wilds of New Jersey. And brother, did that prove to be an understatement.

When I got into New York City the first thing I did was blow three hundred dollars of my savings on a used car. It was an old heap, but it ran and would serve to get me to the Mountainview School in northern New Jersey. When the headmaster at Mountainview confirmed my appointment, he enclosed instructions telling me what to do when I arrived. The first thing was to get in touch with a Mrs. Black, a real estate agent in the town of Elmwood, the closest town to the school. The school had already rented a cottage for me, and Mrs. Black would show me where it and the school were located. So I took off for the wilds of New Jersey. For my first hour in the garden state there was nothing to the left or right of me but a nightmarish industrial wasteland, and I had to roll up the car windows to keep out the smell. Then gradually the landscape softened out, the highway narrowed to two lanes across, and the air, as I moved up into the mountains, became crisp and fairly breathable. Tall green forest was all around when I turned off the highway and onto a rural road that led to the town. It was nothing but a single street of small shops, a supermarket, and a gas station. A cop directed me to the real estate office. There were pictures of chalet-type houses in the window. Inside, there was one woman, sitting behind a typewriter. "Yes," she said, "can I help you?" "I'm looking for Mrs. Black." "Yes, that's me." She took her eyeglasses off and smiled at me. She was an attractive brunette, late thirties, I would say. She leaned back in her chair to study me, stretching her already quite tight pullover, giving evidence as she did of an unusually large pair of tits. She must have sensed I was staring at her chest, for she glanced down at herself and smiled slyly. "I'm Mrs. Black," she reiterated. "What can I do for you, Mr.-" "Eastman. Les Eastman." "You're looking to buy a house, are you?" "I'm the new teacher at Mountainview School. The headmaster there, Mr. Hoag, said they had rented a cottage for me and to contact you about it." "Oh, yes, yes. It's up there on the way to the school. About a twenty minute drive, I would say. Do you know your way around here yet?" "No, I've only just arrived. I haven't even been to the school yet, as a matter of fact." She reflected on this. I got the feeling, as she stole a couple of glances at me, that she was considering me for something. But I didn't know what. She stood up. The tits were indeed quite large, but I saw now that she was healthy all over, with a ripe round ass, too, and long, stockinged legs extending below a temptingly short skirt. She walked over to me and offered her hand. I shook it slowly, one might almost say sensually. The woman was giving off curiously sexual vibrations. What did this mean? Perhaps it was only typically American ingenuousness. I had been away so long I was probably out of touch with the national character. But then again, perhaps the woman was genuinely heated up by my overwhelming natural charms. With her next statement, I knew I would have time to find out which it was: "I'll take you out there, Mr. Eastman, and show you the house. We wouldn't want you getting lost up there. The woods are pretty thick in these parts." "Fine…that's fine, Mrs. Black." "Call me June, please." "I certainly will. And my name's Les." I followed her car up a steep, partially unpaved road. The houses were few and far between and were an odd mix of genuine mansions and veritable shacks. We didn't pass any other cars all the way up. She finally put on her turn signal, and turned left up a narrower, completely unpaved road. There was a sign for the school at the turn. It read: Mountainview Girls School, One Mile Ahead. We passed several identical cottages of red brick, and Mrs. Black pulled into the driveway of the fourth one. I pulled up beside her and got out of my car. She reached the front door and turned, smiling at me provocatively and swinging the keys in her hand. "You're the first of your kind, far as I know," she said, chuckling, pursing her lips. "What does that mean?" I came up beside her. "I mean, a handsome young man and all. That school you're going to work for generally only hires ladies or else senile or faggot men. 1 can imagine why." "Why? " "Oh, all those tempting young things wiggling around. That sort of situation can be dangerous when you put a virile man in there. It s like putting a…cock…in the henhouse, if you see what I mean." Her very deliberate pronunciation of the word "cock" left no doubt in my mind that she was putting herself up for grabs. So I stepped closer and grabbed her. "Don't worry," I said, putting a hand around her waist and slipping it down to the wide curve of her ass. 1 squeezed the plump, soft flesh and heard her inhale sharply. "Don't worry, Mrs. Black, I prefer my women to be post-pubescent, if you see what I mean." "I think I do, Les. Let's go inside and discuss it." And I followed her inside, thinking: here was America, robust, lusty, and straightforward! It was a compact little house. June showed me the living room, then the dining room, the kitchen, and then bedroom and bath. She dropped down on the bed to show me how very soft and comfortable it was. "Yes," I said, "it looks like I could jump into that bed right now and enjoy myself thoroughly." "I assure you, you could." "Not that it makes any difference to me, June, but where does Mr. Black hang out at this time of day?" "I haven't the foggiest, Les, dear; we've been divorced for almost a year now." She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, wide enough to let me see the plump crotch band of her pink panties. No, I didn't need more encouragement than that. I stepped up to the bed and she reached out for me, quickly unzipping my pants, dragging them down and then the underpants, letting my cock bob up into view. She sighed loudly. Her fingers curled through my pubic hair, and my cock jumped up at her, growing several inches. The thick head reached up and touched the palm of her caressing hand. "Such a nice, nice prick," the woman breathed, letting her hand slide down over my pubic hair till the palm touched the base of the prick, pushing the pole downward below her till the palm was sliding along the length of my shaft. Her hand reached the end of my cock, the palm pressing right against my swelling knob, and then she twisted her hand around to the underside and her fingers closed tight there just below the head. It felt so damned good it took my breath away. I glanced down at my cock and saw a bead of shiny liquid just rising out from the glans. Very erotic. Mrs. Black squeezed tighter and more of the sexy fluid ebbed out. "Go, baby, that's beautiful…" She nodded in agreement and slowly. pulled forward. She pulled till the crinkled foreskin was moving up around the head. Then she let it spring back, and the cock grew even longer and tauter in her dainty feminine hand. She jerked me several times more, slowly, moving the skin up, up, then letting it slide back, squeezing her fingers close against the tense muscle, making it throb passionately, making more of that sticky white juice flow out from the head. Mr. Black didn't know what he was missing. I growled huskily at her, encouragingly, muttering what a good job she was doing and all of that. I extended my pelvis out further in response to the continuing caresses. But she was already ready for bigger and better things, I guess. She rearranged her grip on my dick and with her free hand pulled up her skirt and dragged down her panties, all in one movement. What dexterity! Her pussy itself was gorgeous, with thick brown curls and a delectably plump mound. I didn't have a chance to feel it, though, before she moved up against me, just to the side, pressing the naked loins and their electrifying brown hairs against my thigh. She began a slow grind, mopping the bush around my thigh and the edge of my ass. My cock quivered and jumped up hotter and heavier than ever. "Oh shit, baby, that's nice!" She laughed. Her hand grabbed hold of my cock and tugged it back and forth quickly. She pressed her body tightly to mine. With her free hand, she rubbed my ass, sticking her fingers in between my clenching cheeks, into the tight valley there, rubbing up and down, moving toward my tight asshole. She laughed again as I moaned, and ground her pussy into me with more wanton abandon, spreading her legs to let me feel the soft meat of the pink cunt itself. In a twitching frenzy I swung a hand around her and encircled the woman's plump fanny even as she was caressing mine. It was, truth to tell, a beautiful ass, wide and plump, but not sagging-pert and round as two huge casabas. I scratched in and down between the round buttocks and found the little cleft of her anus. It wasn't so little, actually, but puckered widely, just waiting to be fucked. I poked inward at it, sticking my nail under the pouty rim and pushing in slowly, feeling her squirm around in reaction. "You like that, Mrs. Black?" I asked, between the sobs of my own excitement. "Yes, yes… oh, lovely!" she whispered back. "Oh, I like that, Les… push it in further!" Yes, they all liked that. She reached down and held my probing hand. She revolved it around in faster circles, and ground her ass at the same time, as if tickling herself with my finger. Her sphincter yawned wider and sucked in on the lone digit. She leaned over as far as she could stretch and let me jab away at her open anus, while she jerked on my cock, keeping my erection firm and fiery. I was really incensed now, and ready for anything, my mind flitting from one filthy image to another. At last I pushed her down to her knees and had her stick that wide, gorgeous rear in to the air. I got down behind her, plucking my finger out of her ass and pressing my face in there instead. The smell from her crotch was exhilarating, a hot erotic musk that you could almost taste. A whitish foam clung to the sides of her cunt, clear sign that she was really getting off even on these preliminaries. "How'd you like me to stick my tongue in around that territory there, baby?" I asked her, snickering lustfully. "Yes, yes, anything!" she groaned back. "Do what you want, do anything you want, I don't care! I'm wild, honey, as wild as you can ever be and then some!" So I moved my face in closer and hung my tongue out. I dabbed it around on that burning pink nether area. I swabbed my tongue across her anus, around and around on the taut pucker, and then down to the edge of her beautiful, mysterious dark opening beneath. She squirmed and shock her ass at me. I dug my nails into the plump cheeks, holding them close against me, so she couldn't get away-not that she wanted to. I dabbed the rubbery dagger in and out and around, buck up to the anus, inside it, pushing my tongue in a good inch or two, plucking it out, swiping down again to the hairy, hairy cunt, pushing into that pulsating orifice. She shook, she squirmed, she moaned passionately. And all the while my cock throbbed quite ecstatically, my steady erection not lessening a single inch, it was so excited by my oral mischief. "Yes, yes, that feels so good!" she exclaimed. "Yes, yes, lick my cunt… my hot, wet cunt!" She was shaking and groaning enough to be climaxing, and I myself was having a helluva good time, too, with my wet oral exploration, moving into those dark channels, pink pussy and ass, gobbling away with my lips and tongue and nose, gobbling at the darkness and the wetness. I ran a hand in below my mouth, between her legs, touching her electric, alive cunt, scratching at the tightly curled brown hairs, and then in, into the sexy oven, the heated hole of this lovely real estate agent. And now my face was planted firmly against the tiny squirming cavity of her asshole. I forced two fingers between her quivering labes, and pushed them deeply inside her cunt. She opened up completely then, and I slid in two more fingers and part of my thumb. She made me feel tough and hard, and I moved my hand around harshly, stretching the walls of her sweet pussy, making her groan with a tinge of pain on top of all that pleasure. "Feel it, baby!" I growled at her. "Feel my hand inside your fat cunt! Yeah, that feels good, doesn't it? But you want more, huh? You want everything!" "Ahhhh! Yes, yes, more…" I kissed her. I kissed her hole and the outlying hairs, and the shaking globules of her ass. I kissed and caressed her, stuck fingers back into her anus, and pumped them back and forth wildly. She quaked all over. Keeping one hand firmly inside her asshole I stuck the other one inside her fat, damp pussy. Pretty soon I was almost fist-fucking her, with four fingers deep inside that open twat, shaking and stabbing back and forth. The cunt was awash with her own spewing fluids, soaking my hand, lubricating it for even deeper thrusts. She screamed and screamed, and her screams became hysterical laughs and then screams again. She shook, spasmed, bucked and banged against me and my violent fingers, fucking and plucking at her sensitive erogenous zones. My fingers dipped and dabbed at the openings. I devoured her, every inch that was brazenly presented to my ravenous mouth, tongue, teeth, lips and fingers. I licked until my tongue collapsed from the exertion. At last, while she was still coming intensely, I dragged my hands out of her cunt and ass and pushed her over onto her side. She shivered and squirmed, licking her lips like some kind of wild animal craving nourishment. She begged me in every way she could think of to fuck her, to stick my prick into her and make the coming continue. "Yeah, baby, we'll fuck…I'll put it to you good, my horny divorcee. I can see you need it bad." "I do…I do. You don't know what it's like yet, living in this godforsaken part of the woods. It's murder. I need new blood. You, I need you…" I laughed excitedly. Then I lunged at her, dropping on top of the woman and tearing her clothes off. Of course, I didn't actually tear anything. That would have been awkward. But I pulled her sweater off and dragged down her skirt with enough feigned violence to thrill us both. Then she stretched out below me, shaking what she had. And what she had was plenty: two incredibly large tits with wide, wide bright pink roseates and long scarlet nipples sprouting out from their baselike stovepipe hats; the pink pussy gleamed and quivered and opened wide for my inspection. "Come on, come on!" she wailed at me, shaking the huge tits and stroking her pussy, flaunting it, daring me to stick my cock into it. I held my prick at the base and shook it from side to side. Then I moved it down to abrade the springy, curly brown hairs that covered her cunt. Even the pubic hair was damp with her creamy sexual secretion. "I'm coming inside, baby, get ready for it!" I cried out, squirming up closer. "Yes, yes, yes!" We were both screaming at the top of our lungs, and if we hadn't been out in the middle of nowhere the cops would probably be breaking the door in. I got on top of her, prying my thumbs into the soft flesh of her inner thighs. She reached hungrily for my cock and she bent it down to the waiting labes, rubbing it around and around, circling the lusting outer lips, teasing the inner, fiery mouth of their beautiful hole. She screamed deliriously now, screamed for me to stick my fat prick all the way in and never take it out. And I complied with the anxious request. Her fingers guided my swollen prick-head inside, up the carnal path through her growth of brown hair. I felt the heat of her meat enclosing my prick and I frantically sought more, much more of that tight, hot paradise. I lunged in, slamming six inches at least through her portals, up into that bubbling canal. Her cunt closed tighter and tighter on me for every inch I invaded. Her loins practically climbed up around me like clinging vines. And I stabbed into her, the full weight and length of my manhood. "Ahhhhhh!" she bellowed, a weird smile on her face as she felt the infinite pleasure of my thick, throbbing yard, my ten-plus inches crashing through her. Into those hot, unexplored depths I moved, into the mysterious recesses of her undulating, climaxing womanhood. "Take it, baby, take that prick! All of it! Yaaaa!" Her hands reached out for me, scratched up and down my back, dug her nails into the soft flesh of my ass. I was truly afraid this one would tear my ass open, her attack was so fucking strenuous. But before that could happen she moved up to my arms, gripping me at the elbows, turning them, twisting up and down and around like she was guiding two ski poles. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck it into me, you beautiful bastard! Give me every inch of it, and give it to me hard!" I dragged my prick back out, inch by inch, slowly, sensually, making my partner quiver from head to toe with the power and passion of the slow withdrawal. Against the fearsome clasp of her cunt jaws I drew back, out till only my knobbed head was still implanted in that fantastic pussy. She must have thought, in her addled state of mind, that I was leaving for good; they all do when they're in that stage of sexual excitation. Her expression became one of panic and she shook her head from side to side, speechless against my possible departure. So I reassured her that there was no chance of that. I circled my cock around at the edge of her cunt lips, making her jump and spasm at me and stare at me as if I were her impending executioner instead of the man making her go berserk with passion. "Here we go now, baby, stop your worrying…" I took a long breath and then slammed back inside that fat, delicious cunt. All the way this time, smacking my groin right up against hers. We both swooned from the impact. Mrs. Black clawed at me again. I licked my lips, licked up the spittle that was hanging from them. We were like mad dogs in our lust, and if any official observer happened to see us they would probably recommend we be put in cages or put to sleep, which ever would be the more beneficial to society at large. So I fucked, faster and faster, and her powerful cunt dragged at my throbbing prick, coveting, craving more, another inch, as if my near-dozen wasn't enough. But I pounded harder, harder, trying to satisfy her and not knock myself out in the process. In and out, back and forth, harder and harder! "Ohhh! Oh, yes, that's good!" she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me, you bastard! Oh God, that's good! That's wonderful!" My fingers crept under the ripe cheeks of her rump, and I held them apart as I started to plunge back and forth at a new pace, still faster than before, screwing in and out of her darling honeypot. Her cunt hairs began to stick to the increasing moistness of my shaft and created a kind of French tickler effect, wrapping around my dick as I banged in and out of the wet orifice. Again and again, raising my ass up, dropping it down, my ten inches of cock stabbing through her, making her moan and groan and shake. I increased the speed of my plunges, if you can believe such a thing, faster and faster, in and out. She lifted up at me, and I hit her with terrific force, our groins smashing together like colliding trains. The liquid sound of fucking filled the room, echoing in our ears as we hunched together, humping madly, our bodies clawing and crying, her cunt hugging my cock like a lifeline. "Oh! Ohhhhh! God!" she cried, almost incomprehensibly, like a victim of some deadly fever. "Too much cock for you, baby, huh? Is that your problem!" I laughed breathlessly. "Hey, I'm not overdoing it am I, doll? 1'ell me if I am!" "No, no! Fuck me! More and more!" She raved on like a maniac, and I kept on plunging, ramming my organ in and out of her tight depths. That hole of hers kept getting wetter and wetter. My drooling sperm added to the already thick flow of her spew, that milky come that drooled out from the depths of her pit, greasing my pole as I plowed in and out of her, again and again. I felt myself rising to an unavoidable climax, but I was having such a fucking good time fucking this stranger that I wanted to put it off as long as I could. But that would be extremely difficult if I kept on the way I was going. In that direction lay only one thing-ejaculation. So it was time for a change of pace. "No, no, what are you doing, Les? Don't take it out…you mustn't…please don't!" "It's all right, baby, I'm just prolonging the end. You don't mind that, do you?" "No…ohhh! But hurry! I'm coming! Don't keep that cock away from me for long, please!" I slipped the cock out of her pussy and rubbed it all over her thick bush. It was covered in viscous spew, hers and mine, dripping from the head and sliding all over her crotch. I didn't know exactly what I was doing. I felt myself grinning crazily. I climbed up on her body, sliding my naked l groin over her stomach, higher, my balls trailing over her large titties with their long, erect red nipples sticking up. I reached down and lifted one of the titties up and slapped it across my swollen cockhead. My cock squirmed and her nipple stiffened. Mrs. Black groaned convulsively. Then I moved up higher, straddling her neck, my balls draping over her chin. Her tongue stretched out and licked at my dangling testicles, twining it through the hairs, around the soft skin. I gripped my cock and bent it down towards her mouth. Her eyes widened and she stared at me with a combination of fear and absolute adoration. "Suck it, baby!" I growled. "I want you to taste it… I want it in the back of your mouth…Go on and taste it, taste the sweet scum of your pussy dripping off of it…And if you suck it real nice I just might stick it back inside that gorgeous cunt of yours, how about that?" "Yes, yes, all right, honey, all right!" She ran her hands down to the wagging tool, captured it and fed it in between her lips. She sucked it in, her tongue licking off all that sauce from her cunt, dragging it down her throat with an erotic inhalation. I pushed in fast, practically making her gag on it. But this lady knew how to handle the situation. She was either quite experienced or divinely inspired. She gobbled up every inch of my massive manhood, closed her lips down tight on it and sucked away, sucked and sucked, moving her face around it, up and down, back and forth, letting me pull half of it out and then chewing her way back to the hilt. When I was sucked to the point of nearly coming again, I pulled out. She seemed now as reluctant to let it out of her mouth as she had been to let it out of her cunt. But I finally got free and scurried back down along her svelte torso. I kissed and nibbled on her tits as I passed them. She squirmed maniacally beneath me. Our groins touched again, and I held open her legs and pressed my cock between her nether lips. It slid right in, thanks to the lubrication of a veritable flood of love nectar flowing down there. I was in again, now for the last act of this production. "Fuck me, fuck me!" Mrs. Black squealed. "Come in my cunt, my beautiful cunt!" I laughed loudly and told her that was exactly what I intended to do to her beautiful cunt. Once more my hands swept under her buttocks and held the flesh tightly, spreading the plump cheeks wide apart, exposing her quivering anus once more, Her cunt was already widespread and waiting for my sexual stab, And I gave it to her, plunging through the tense opening, ramming into that frenzied pussy, Her cunt was alive, wild with the passions of the moment. The jaws sucked at me like a shark trying to swallow its prey whole. All of me, every fucking inch, jammed down that vaginal throat, in hard and tight, circling, around and around, then pulling out hard, out, then in again in one swift movement, taking my breath away with the exertion. "Ohhhhh! Ahhhh! Fantastic!" she cried, "Fuck me, fuck me with that huge prick Do it, do it!" I snorted and gasped and growled. I roared and pumped away at her, in and out, fucking the aging bitch I had only met about forty minutes earlier, She heaved and hollered each time I made a downward thrust. I fucked my cock back and forth, not slowing or stopping now till I was completely spent, I was fucking to the breaking point, hard and fast inside her. It went on, for another minute, and another. She licked at her lips, like a frothing beast, and begged me to come right then. Her eyes were closed tight and her head shook to and fro as though she were in the grip of an epileptic fit. Then she screamed: "Now, now, now! I'm coming, I'm really coming, honey, please…now!" I shouted at her between clenched teeth, telling her I was quite on my way now, no turning back. A wave of high ecstasy swept over me and I knew the peak had been reached. I couldn't hold off any longer. I rushed towards this inevitability with all the strength I had left. Faster and faster I pumped, again and again, in and out of that tight, sopping pussy. And then it rolled up over me, washed all over me, a fantastic experience. The first long squirt exploded, smashing into the farthest reaches of the woman's heaving pussy. Her twat opened up under me and I filled it with blasting seed, pouring it in till it spilled out and splashed over her thighs. Two more hard blasts shot from my prick, and I really thought I was going to go out of my skull with pleasure. The look on Mrs. Black's face told me she was experiencing similar sensations just then. We stayed carnally connected for several minutes more, while we tried to catch our breath. I didn't even have enough strength just then to roll off of her. "Well," I finally said, "I guess I better be getting over to the school before they think I'm not coming." She patted me on the chest. "Oh, honey, I can testify that nothing can keep you from coming." "Ha, ha, but just the same, I did say I would try and get there before school let out today. They probably want to show me around and all that." "Yes, yes, I'm sure you're going to be very busy. But I do hope you'll find time to come down and visit me in town. I'm free almost every night." I shrugged. "I'll keep in touch, don't you worry. But I may be pretty busy for the first few days here, so don't wait up for me, baby." "All right, all right. I can wait. I'm not that horny, no matter what first impression I've made on you. But I'm no fool, and I know a good thing when I see one, so I'll swallow my pride and ask you please come see me before too long." "Sure, that's a promise. Now why don't you get your clothes on and get out of here?" I waited till I saw her car drive off before I got myself dressed, looked over the cottage one more time and then went out to my own car. The school, she had told me, was another thousand yards down the road, on the right. I had no trouble finding it. The trouble I had came a little later on, when I started playing around with jailbait and a horny wife, not to mention practically every other female at that fucking school.