Ben Stewart: Cockshy coed

"Feel it?" Brad asked, sliding his glands between her spread lips.

Nancy could feel the rounded head push inside her hot channel. Her pussy closed tight over the pulpy thickness, fitting onto the shaft, locking him inside her. She hadn't had a dick in her since she was eighteen. She wanted it so bad she began to cry. Tears poured down her cheeks as she begged for more. "In me! Please, in me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

"Baby, you do need it, don't you?" Brad muttered, watching her go into sobbing spasms. "Man, I never seen anybody do without until they had to cry for it. Especially not somebody as fuckable as you. I'd give you my dick any day!"

Nancy was too frustrated to do more than lie there waiting, sobs shaking her breasts, her pussy clutching over his turgid cockhead.

"Oh, baby, you need it! Take it! Take it all and fuck my dick!" Brad shouted as he lunged down.

Nancy felt his shaft tear deep into her body. Her cunt welcomed every hard inch with oily softness. Her body opened for him, took him in, caressed him, loved him, clutched him, and fucked him! Her legs wrapped around his back in a grip he couldn't break as her arms fastened round his neck. She twisted into his hard pelvic mound until her cunt was pushed back into its soft fleshy folds. Her ass wiggled up in hunches so powerful Brad had to throw some hard fucking to her before he got her ground back down into the bed.

"Take it, chick!" he muttered as he shoved his ass down hard, plunging his shaft down to the thick hilt into her soft flesh. His cockhead pushed through the pink, tight tissues leading to her womb. Her pussy lips flattened under his hard shoving. His balls fell into the soft hair growing thick around and under her snatch. His chest pounded into the softness of her breasts. He could feel her legs wrapping around him, hanging on with silky strength as her thighs closed, holding him inside her body. He was up high in her body, plunging deep between her legs, heading for the end of her vagina. He pounded into her, trying to force his cock in deeper.

Nancy could feel his shaft stretch her pussy lips wide apart as he pushed inside. The root of his cock pound into her clit sending spasms through her body. She waxed him inside her all the way, up to and inside her womb. Her orgasm was building; the pressure was so great she thought she would squeeze his dick off.

"In me! Deeper! In me please! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she begged, feeling him tear into her pussy again. The weight of his body on her clit was the payoff. His weight pushed it back into her own body, shoving it deep into her flesh as he ground and pushed into her, trying to get to the center of her body.

"Feel it, baby? Feel that cock?" he asked as he kept his hard ass shoving down onto her body. "Good dick! Eight fat shoving inches! Take it, honey! Take that dick! Milk it dry! Take my cum, make me shoot! Take it, fuck my dick, do it, do it, do it!" he moaned over and over as his cock was rubbed up to climax.

Nancy could feel his cock bucking and rearing inside her cunt. As Brad gave one last mighty shove she felt her own climax start.

He pushed down into her pussy and lay there grinding around, shoving his body frantically around and around as he kept his dick embedded full length inside her. His hard pelvic mound mashed into her cunt with greater and greater force until Nancy exploded. She felt the shock waves travel down her cunt, until the whole thing was grabbing around his spitting rod. The heat of his jetting cum splattered out into her womb, and its mouth caught the rhythm and began to clutch in orgasm. All down her hole, from lips to womb mouth she grabbed around his dick, holding it inside her, milking it, clutching it, feeling it shoot and jet deep inside.

Brad moaned over and over as his seed burst out hot and thick. His cock exploded and jerked again and again as he popped his nuts. He pushed dawn deep into her body and kept himself there, resting his weight on the soft cushions of her curves, warming himself in the burning heat of her silky flesh. He breathed deeply and began to pull off her body. Her arms dropped away, and her legs fell down from his back.

Brad looked down at her. Nancy's eyes were closed, her breathing slow and steady. He decided she had passed out. Quietly he slid his sticky, red, limp cock out of her pussy and began to get dressed. When he had finished he checked her again. She was still lying peacefully. Something warned him not to disturb her. Silently he left the room and went to the living room to find his shirt. As he was putting it on he spied his lost key lying on the carpet. He pocketed it, shot one last glance at Nancy's bedroom and walked out.

As the door slammed shut, Nancy rolled over onto her stomach and clutched a pillow under her desperately.

She was glad and she knew she we glad.

"I must not do that again," she told herself. "That's the second time and the last time. I'm not gong to, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!"

Having promised herself that, she felt better and got up. Just as she was heading for the bathroom the telephone rang. It was Jean.

"Well, I tried. That's about all I could do," her roommate's voice sounded over the receiver.

"What happened?" Nancy asked.

"He was peachy as hell. Told me that if I wanted to sign up for one of his courses he'd give me all the help I wanted." Jean giggled. "I think I might sign up!"

"What about me?" Nancy demanded.

"Darling, I'm afraid he wouldn't take me as a substitute. He said that if you wanted help you'd have to get it yourself. He said that if you wanted to save your grades, you'd better hurry too. In fact, he offered to give you some instructions tonight, at his apartment, at eight o'clock. Nancy, I told him you'd be there."

"I won't, I won't, I won't!" Nancy whispered to herself as she lowered the receiver without replying.

Nancy clutched her purse tight against her tits as she stood in front of Professor Jurgen's apartment. Biting her lips in an effort to keep them from trembling, she reached one finger toward the doorbell. She almost jumped as she heard the bell ring inside. She took a deep breath and immediately let it out as she felt her breasts tingle. The door opened. Nancy stood in a shaft of soft, golden light. Low, sweet music was playing somewhere in the background.

"Hello, Nancy." Jurgen's voice was soft and deep. There was an unmistakable air of satisfaction running through it.

"I hope I'm not late," she replied nervously.

"Right on time," he assured her. "Came in."

Nancy stepped hurriedly through the door, drawing her arms close to her sides as she passed the professor's stocky figure. He made no move to brush into her, but nevertheless she was aware of his body. In some mysterious way, her flesh seemed to sense the heat radiating from him. She felt a sudden glow wash over her skin as her body responded against her will.

Heat concentrated in the furry bundle between her legs as she walked into the strange apartment. At the sound of the door closing behind her, Nancy felt her pussy swell.

"We've been waiting for you." The words sent a jolt of terror mixed with hope racing through Nancy's mind.

"Someone else is here?" she asked quickly.

"Yes. Someone else having a problem." The voice came from behind her, sending goose-bumps over her neck and shoulders.

"A problem?" Nancy asked as she thought about the problem she was having with her body. Her breasts were itching around the nipples. Her furry cunt was generating more heat as the swollen lips rubbed together.

"The same kind of problem you have," Jurgen whispered as Nancy felt his hands on her shoulders. "Let me take your wrap."

"Hi," a familiar voice greeted Nancy as she stood poised in the door to the living room. As she recognized the third person, a knot of tension form ad between her stomach and her pussy.