Melinda Matson - A seductive student

Joselyn felt fingers fumbling with her lips, prying her jaws apart. She opened her eyes just in time to see the plump man skin back the foreskin of his cock. A long strand of pre-cum slipped from his purple bulb and then he was pushing it between her lips. She gagged on the rank taste, choked on the musty smell, but she started sucking at once, madly nursing on the semen-drooling penis as, her pussy and ass were simultaneously pounded.

The dentist was so over-excited that he orgasmed almost instantly. Hot, nasty sperm belched into Joselyn's mouth and down her throat. Even as she reached up to grip the shaft, to try and milk the ejaculation onto her tongue, Jaffee was jerking back, ripping his cock from her sucking lips.

"Uhhff!" he snorted, his fist flying over his own meat, his cum flying over her face.

The feel of that slimy stuff raining down on her was the straw that broke the camel's back as far as she was concerned. She fell into a wild fit of rutting, her pussy convulsing, her anus contracting, as the bottom dropped out of the world, as she climaxed.

The hard tugging of her pussy on his cock, the sight of Jaffee spurting onto her face right under his nose was too much for Manx. When the surge of pleasure hit him, it was so staggering that it cut all the puppet strings. He collapsed on top of her, twitching, his huge penis fountaining in her cunt.

Reed couldn't hold back, not with all the gasping and moaning, the semen gushing all around, all over. He fucked his cock in and out of her ass, shooting his cum deep into her bowels, smacking his testicles up against those of Manx.

It took a long time for the shivering, shuddering to stop. When it finally did, the foursome sort of fell apart… Jaffee slumping back against the side of the couch, Manx rolling onto his back on the floor, Joselyn squirming, lifting her bottom until Reed's penis slipped from her ass.

She rolled onto her belly on the rug, panting, whimpering softly, feeling all that cum start to trickle out of her various orifices. She could hear Velasquez and Charlene in the bedroom. The young girl was still squealing, only now and then her cries were broken by a hoarse pleading for mercy. The pleadings were cut off by a sharp, smacking sound. The injustice of it all hit her like a sledge. Why should Charlene, why should Paul, why should she have to put up with that kind of mistreatment?! Why should some sick bastard like Velasquez or Bertrand or Blensch have that kind of power over them?!!

Joselyn began to cry, not for herself so much as for the girl in the other room, the girl who had to be lying to herself at this very moment, had to be telling herself that what she was submitting to, she was doing for her career, that the man abusing her really loved her, that he would never turn her over to his cronies when he was through. She began to cry for all the naive undergraduates yet to come.

No! she told herself. Someone, somehow had to put a stop to it, to bring the humiliating lord-serf relationship to an end!

"God!! No more!!!" Charlene bleated, her voice thin and shrill through the wall.

Joselyn decided in that instant that the someone would be her. She would bring them down! All of them! She would defy them, say to tell with the consequences and make a public stand. Paul would help, she knew he would. And once they showed that they were unafraid, others, other victims would come forward. A warm hand slipped between her thighs from behind, groping her wet pussy, startling her out of her fantasy.

"Roll over, baby," Jaffee said, fingering her cunt greedily, "I want some pussy."

Joselyn rolled over, all right, rolled over and jumped to her feet.

"Lay down! Come on!" Jaffee said, pulling on her leg impatiently. She gave him a swift, hard kick right in the belly.

Her foot sank into his soft flesh and he made a whooshing sound. Then, he rolled over onto his side, clutching his stomach, gasping like a fish out of water.

"Hey! Hey!! Why'd you do that?" Reed demanded. "He just wanted a piece of ass."

Joselyn quickly pulled on her clothes, ignoring him, wanting only to get the hell out of there.

"Why did you do that?" Reed repeated.

Manx propped Jaffee up against the couch.

"Why? Why?" the fat man puffed, his face horribly congested.

All three men glared at her, fully expecting a complete explanation. Joselyn started to say something about human dignity to them, but caught herself. There was no point in raising moral issues, not in front of men like them, shallow, computer print out men. She turned and ran out of the apartment and down the hall. She was in a hurry. She and Paul had a campaign to plan.