Ben Stewart - Cockshy coed

She felt his load jet out and burn its way through her pussy. His cockhead squeezed tight, throwing it out in thick, fast jerks. It went up into her pussy and ate into the throbbing walls until they were squishy with his juice. Then Nancy felt her own orgasm reach the top. Her cunt and womb and ass squeezed tight, clutching along the quivering eight inches of his dick as her body exploded.

"Oh!" she screamed as she felt herself explode. "Fuck!" Her hands fastened around Don's back as she felt the final throbbing of his cock pour another load into her juicy hot hole. She exploded and collapsed, not unconscious, but exhausted from the workout and the climax.

"Good fucking, baby. Good head, good everything," Don murmured as he lay resting on top of her.

Oh my God, I did it again! I did it again! Why, why, why? Nancy began to moan to herself over and over.

"Chick, we'll get it on together. All of us, you, Jean, Brad and me. It can be really good that way. Wait until you try it once."

No, no, no! Nancy screamed to herself. I won't, I won't.

"Aren't you going to see Professor Jurgen?" Jean asked the next evening.

"It won't do any good," Nancy replied gloomily.

"Darling, you'd better go, whether you think it will do you any good or not. Midterms are in a few days."

"Don't remind me," Nancy snapped as she got up and headed for her room. Slamming the door, she threw herself across the bed and burst into silent team. She knew she was on the verge of failing, but she couldn't bring herself to go back to the professor's.

All he wants is to make me do it! she sobbed to herself, and was immediately conscious of the effect that thought had on her body. Her pussy lips trembled and a hot tingling began far up in her cunt. I'm not going to do it, she told herself fiercely. I'll fail first! She started crying again. Adding to her dilemma was her realization that she wanted to go back. She wanted to see Don, or Brad or the professor. She needed them. Her body was so hot she couldn't keep the memory of her last two fucks out of her mind. She lay there in the darkness knowing what she wanted, what she needed, and she fought for as long as she could. Then she took a pill and drifted off to sleep.

During the next few days, she avoided both Brad and Don. In Jurgen's classes, she avoided his eyes and was always the first to leave after class. As if he sensed that it would be poor timing to approach her then, the professor left her alone. It was not until after midterms that he asked her to stay after class.

"I looked at your exam last night, Nancy," he started out, his voice brisk but personal. "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you the results. I'd just like to say that I'm really sorry. I feel like a bastard giving you a failing mark. Especially when I was so anxious to help you. Why didn't you come back after that first night?"

When Nancy didn't answer but just stood there with her head bowed, he sighed and finished, "If it means enough to you, I'm sure we can bring that mark up in the second half. You'll have to meet me halfway though. Think about it over the holiday. Maybe it'll help your attitude."

Without looking at him, Nancy turned and fled from the room. For the rest of the day, as she packed for the trip home, she kept hearing his words: "You'll have to meet me halfway."

At home she avoided her old friends and spent hours in her room trying to study. It did no good. The minute she was alone, all she could think of was Brad sticking his dick in her tight cunt or Don driving her into the woods with his dick sticking out. At night she tossed and turned in her sleep, tortured by dreams of two naked men working over Jean while she watched.

When the time came for Nancy to return to school, she knew she would have to submit to Professor Jurgen. There was no other way out.

She took an early bus and was back at her apartment by late afternoon. The apartment was empty. She turned on a radio and hummed to herself as she began to unpack. Just as she was finishing, there was a knock at the door. A sudden feeling of apprehension worried her. The knock came again. She silently crossed the room and called through the locked door, "Who's there?"

There was a long silence before a muffled voice called out, "Collect telegram for Miss Nancy Allison."

She hesitated and then unlocked the door. Instantly a tanned, muscular arm shot inside so she couldn't close it again. The pressure on the door forced her back into the room. In stepped Don and Brad, shoeless, shirtless, each carrying a can of beer.

"Where's your room mate, chick?" Brad asked as he kicked the door shut behind them.

"I don't know," Nancy replied softly, her eyes flashing from one face to the other. They were staring at her and grinning broadly.

"That's, that's too bad. We came back from vacation horny as hell and thought we'd drop in and get a piece of ass. Now I guess we're gonna be disappointed," Don said, rubbing one hand down between his spread legs.

Nancy darted a look. His hard cock was snowing long and thick as it ran almost to the top of his low-cut pants. A hot flash rushed through her body. Her clit pushed to the top of her cunt while her pussy lips began to swell.

"Maybe we won't be disappointed," Brad cut in, putting his beer down and working on the top button of his pants. "This little number fucks like a mink when she gets hot. Looks like she's here all by herself, too. We could fuck her all night if we wanted to!"

Nancy looked at them dumbly. Their broad chests and shoulders sent an itching desire creeping through her cunt. Her eyes broadened as Brad began to unzip his pants.

"Didn't you tell me she gave pretty good head out in your car?" he asked Don as he pulled the long shaft of his cock free. "Think what she can do in a bed if she works that good in a car!"

"Yeah, she was pretty good, once I got her started. It really got to me the way she kept begging me not to. I was so hot, I almost shot my rocks before I got off the road. If you hadn't told me she was such a great lay, I would never have believed it. The way she was begging and carrying on I'd have sworn she was a virgin!"

"She wasn't a virgin when I tapped her," Brad said. "Her pussy was tight like she'd been saving it up for a long time, but somebody got her cherry."

"She still begs like it was still there, though," Don cut in.

"Yeah, I know. Tries to pretend it's not getting to her and all the time her pussy is so hot and juicy she could take on fifteen guys and still be ready for more."

"You think she's good for two?" Don asked as he started working on his pants.

"She's ready all right. See the way she's eyeing your dick? She's hot for that meat, aren't you, chick? You want some dick up your cunt, don't you? You want a good, hard fucking and, baby, that's just what you're about to get!" Brad told her, ripping off his pants and standing there naked.

Nancy stared at his naked body. One look between his spread legs was enough to reveal his dangling, hairy balls and his long, hard, throbbing cock. That made her hot enough to take him on and anybody else in the room. Before she could say anything Don cut in again.

"Hey, chick, let me hear you beg me not to! It really turns me on when you do that! My balls get hard as iron when you get all scared and hot at the same time! Look at my balls! See how big they are? Remember how they were the last time when you sucked them off for me? Remember in the car when you couldn't keep your mouth off my peter?"

"Hey, I get sucked off this time. You fuck her," Brad growled.

"Hear that, baby? We're gonna pull a little switch on you. One cock in your mouth and one in your hot little cunt. Does that get you hot?"

"Fuck, yes, that gets her hot, can't you see how she's standing there staring at our cocks?" Brad started toward her.