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Terry bucked his hips against her wet sucking mouth. Leslie was in her glory. She had a cock in each hole – her mouth, her ass and her cunt. Hank watched with fascination as just a few inches above his face, Leslie was sucking off his friend and teammate, Terry. Her lips were wrapped around the wide prick and his balls shook as she moved her head furiously back and forth. He jammed his own cock up her cunt as far as it would go and at the same time James was plunging his meat in and out of her asshole.

Terry pinched the nipples of Leslie's creamy breasts as he began to feel the pressure of his impending climax constricting his balls. James, behind Leslie, was ramming forward with great thrusts, grunting like an animal as his cock invaded her ass. Leslie pushed her ass back against him to meet his ramming prick and moved her head faster on Terry's prick.

"Here I go!" Hank screamed. His thick load began to shoot up her cunt.

"I'm coming too!" cried Terry. "Fm shooting down her throat!"

James was groaning loudly and his own climax was surging upward. He clutched Leslie around the waist and plummeted his juicy prick in and out of her ass as he began to come. Leslie wanted to scream with delight. All three men shot their juice into her. She swallowed Terry's creamy come again and again and some of it spilled out of her mouth and fell upon Hank's face like the hot drippings from a candle. Terry withdrew his saliva coated cock from her mouth and fell back upon the furniture, feeling delightfully expended. James wiggled away from her ass and his softened cock came out with a loud, wet sound.

Hank kept his giant prick inside her wet cunt. He looked at Leslie's flushed face and said, grinning: "I think we've convinced Terry that sex is the best thing there is."

"I think so," replied Leslie. She bent over and licked the come which had fallen from Terry's cock to Hank's face. "Mmm," she murmured. "Good to the very last drop."

That fall, Leslie entered NYU drama school. The theater had always excited her, and according to her high school teachers, she showed promise as an actress. That's when she met Gabriel Copeland. Gabe, as his students called him, was Leslie's Beginning Acting instructor, and she was immediately attracted to him. Gabe was nearly six feet tall, had tight, curly black hair, a Zapata type mustache and piercing light blue eyes. He also had an athlete's physique.

The first class assignment was for each class member to do a monologue of three minutes in length. Gabe advised his students that they should pick something they were comfortable with and in the right age bracket. Leslie pieced together several speeches of the character of Emily from Our Town and worked hard on them. She did her scene for her father, who thought it was pretty good for a beginner.

The day came for the scenes to be presented. Leslie sat through four before it was her turn. She was nervous at the beginning of the class, but after seeing the four atrocious bits of acting which preceded her, she felt more confident. Gabe was kind in his criticisms of the other students and she felt at ease. She got up on the small makeshift stage, and after announcing what she was going to do, launched into her scene. When she was finished, the members of the class applauded. She turned to Gabe. His face was impassive.

"Not bad, not bad at all, Leslie. A little more work and you could be playing Emily at a summer stock theater. A lot more work, hard work, and some day you might be good enough to even play it on Broadway."

"Thank you," she stammered and sat down.

The rest of the scenes weren't much better than the ones which had gone before Leslie, but one young man named Jerry Silver showed promise.

Two weeks later, after Leslie did another scene for Gabe, he asked her to stop by his office after class. She had done the part of the lesbian Inez from Sartre's No Exit, and Gabe was obviously impressed by her power. After class was over, she chatted for a few moments with the other students, then went directly to the instructor's office. It was located in a section of the building which had been set aside for offices. She wandered down the long corridor, searching for his name on one of the many doors. When she found it, the door was partially open. Before she could knock, Gabe looked up from his desk and told her to come in.

"Sit down, Leslie. I'll be with you in just a second." A minute later, Gabe pushed aside his papers. He got up, crossed the room, shut the door and said, "I'm recommending that you drop out of my Beginning Acting class, Leslie."

Leslie's heart was in her mouth. She couldn't have been that bad.

"Yes," he continued. "I want you to skip Beginning Acting and come into my Advanced Acting class. There's no use wasting your time and keeping you in the company of all those yoyos. Other than you, only Jerry has any promise, and I'm recommending to the administration that he be allowed to do the same thing."

"Oh, Gabe, that's thrilling!" exclaimed Leslie.

"I think you have the makings of a very fine actress, Leslie, and in the Advanced Acting class I can give you more personal attention." As he spoke the last two words, Gabe let his eyes wander over the beautiful young girl. He sat down on the edge of his desk facing her. Leslie could not help looking at the formidable bulge in his bleached out jeans.

"I'd like more personal attention, Gabe. I'd like it a lot," said Leslie with meaning.

Gabe reached out his hand, clasped her chin and lifted her face to his. He leaned over and pressed his lips against Leslie's. Her lips opened eagerly to receive him and Gabe slid his tongue into her mouth. Her breath was warm against his cheek, and the sweet taste of her mouth filled his. His tongue probed at the side of her mouth and her teeth. He reached down with his other hand and cupped her left breast and squeezed it gently through the material of her blouse. Leslie lifted herself part way out of the chair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth wider as she probed her tongue against his. They clung to each other in a torrid, passionate embrace for several minutes and then finally parted, their chests heaving as they labored for air.

"I want you very badly, Leslie, but I would not press anything unless you wanted to. I'm not in the habit of sleeping with my students, and I don't want you to think that because I'm giving you this 'promotion' that you have to make love with me."

"But I want to Gabe." She touched the side of his face with the tips of her fingers and smiled wryly. Then she moved her hand to his groin and began squeezing his cock through the fabric of his pants.

"You could make a dead man get a hard-on, Leslie. I want you, and I want you now." Gabe turned on the radio to a soft station to drown out the sounds of their voices from the other offices. Then he locked the door and began getting undressed.

Leslie watched, fascinated, as he stripped out of his clothes. His body was solid and muscular and there was a profuse amount of black hair covering his chest and pubic area. His cock was large and beautifully formed. Leslie undressed, and within seconds she was standing before Gabe, as nude as he was.

He took her hand and pulled her gently down to the floor. The floor was covered in a soft, dark carpet and was quite comfortable. They kissed once again. Leslie put her hand around the swollen shaft of his cock. Then she pulled her mouth away from his and moved down. Her pink tongue slipped out between her parted lips and she began caressing the lower part of his stomach with her lips and tongue. She flicked the tip of her tongue from side to aide over his stomach, and her hands continued to caress his cock and balls. Then she stiffened her tongue and drove the tip of it into his navel. She moved it from side to side and gently nibbled at his skin with her teeth.