Jane Fox - Sucking coeds

"Aaahhh!" she screamed. "Aaaahhh, Wolf! give it to me! Pleeeeease!!"

He felt her have one climax after another, moaning and screaming incoherently as he pumped away at her flooding pussy.

Just at the point when he knew he would have to explode with the cum building up in his aching balls, she screamed, "Come now, Wolf! Come with me! Quick!!" and Wolf could feel her body tense for one last searing orgasm.

Wolf gasped the soft, pillowing flesh of her ass forcefully, and thrust again and again into her open cunt. It took only a few full thrusts and he felt his cock jerk spasmodically. He lunged forward once more and he was coming, jetting out burst after burst of jizz, soaking her swollen, burning pussy with his fuck-juice and feeling the shudder of her final gigantic orgasm draining the last drop from his throbbing prick.

He rolled Rhea over on top of him and held her tightly, his body shuddering from the effect of his massive climax.

"Did you like your first fuck?" he asked, breathing in little gasps from his marathon screwing. "Was it good, Rhea?" He brushed the hair back from her face with his fingers, turning her face so that he could see her eyes.

"Oh, yes!" she answered, smiling down at him. "I love it. Can we do it again?"

Rhea and Wolf were suddenly aware of the laughter surrounding them. "Hey, Wolf!" Linc called out. "Looks like little Rhea is going to wear you out tonight!"

"Yeah!" Ching added, his hand buried in Trish's pussy. "Tell the little lady to give you a breather and then ball her again. This lime have her suck your cock, though. She's got a hot throat that won't quit!" He reached down and patted his still dripping cock, flopping limply against his thigh.

"Well, roommate," Ginny said, laughing at the satisfied smile on Rhea's pretty face. "How did you like your first fuck?"

"You were right, Ginny," Rhea breathed, reaching down to pat Wolf's cock, which was still jerking slightly with the memory of her sweet pussy. "I didn't know what I was missing. I can hardly wait to make up for lost time!"

The next morning, six girls slept right through the breakfast bell. The rest of the dorm pattered down the stairs at the first clanging of the bell but Rhea, Ginny, Paula, Susie, Bobbie and Trish were missing at their places at the long table.

"Must have been a rough night," one of the girls commented, noticing their collective absence.

"I'll bet they weren't studying!" another coed added, giggling slightly. "I saw Susie come in at five this morning and she looked pretty rough when she passed by my door!"

Susie must have felt her ears burn, way upstairs in her narrow little bed. She groaned slightly and turned over, opening one eye a bit and peeking out at Paula.

"Want to go out and get some nice, hot cock?"

Paula teased her exhausted roommate.

"Oooooh," Susie groaned, reaching down and patting her sore, swollen cunt. "That's the first time I've almost had enough cock in my pussy!" Then she rolled over on her stomach and slipped back into sleep, giggling slightly.

"Maybe tomorrow, if I can walk by then," she mumbled sleepily and sank back into a pleasant dream of big, thick cocks, waiting in line, standing up straight and hard for her.

Fat Susie was in a hurry. She was already late for her economics class. She glanced at her watch anxiously and let out a loud groan. "Ooooh, shit!" she exclaimed, realizing that she would have to walk into class a full ten minutes late.

Susie was having a terrible morning. Nothing seemed to go right. When she was dressing, she had caught the zipper of her skirt and it had stuck halfway up. She had yanked it as hard as she could, hoping it would unstick. She pulled a little too hard in her haste, though, and the zipper had torn right out of the material. "Ooooh, shit!" she muttered again when she pulled open the dresser to find another skirt. The only clean things she had were a pair of old, beat-up blue jeans and an old college sweatshirt, faded and bleached from many washings. Susie shrugged her shoulders in resignation. Professor Ellison would probably make some comment about her outfit. His pet peeve was sloppily dressed college kids. Susie knew she'd hear about her blue jeans and sweatshirt but there was nothing else to wear, and she didn't dare cut class again. She had cut last Friday and twice the week before, and if she didn't make it to class today, Professor Ellison would probably lower her grade for the quarter.

Susie threw on the jeans and spent another five minutes trying to stretch the material so that the zipper would zip.

"God damn!" she had cursed loudly. "I'm gaining weight!" She finally managed to zip the skin-tight jeans, and surveyed her reflection in the full-length mirror next to her dresser. "That's all I need! Late to class again, and my jeans will probably split out the whole ass-end when I sit down!"

Susie had started for class at a run, taking the narrow tunnel from the dorm to the economics building to try to save time. She was almost through the dimly lit tunnel when she dropped her notebook and bent over to pick it up.

"Rrrrrrrp!"

There was a loud, tearing noise and Susie's worst fears were realized. She could feel the cool air on her enormous ass as her jeans passed the stress point and split all the way from her ass end to her crotch!

"Son of a bitch!" Susie yelled, and then looked quickly around her to see if anyone else was in the tunnel. She was in luck. Everyone else was already in class. She appeared to be the only person in the tunnel.

"Well, I'll just have to turn around and go back to the dorm to change clothes," she sighed resignedly. "I might as well cut class today, too. I'll be so late it'll be ridiculous to go!"

She held her notebook over her ass, trying to cover her pink, silk-clad buns in case someone came upon her from the rear, then turned around and reversed her direction. She was waddling along as fast as she possibly could, hurrying to get back to her room, when she heard footsteps approaching.

"Oh, God! Here I am with my pants split from my asshole to my beaver!" she exclaimed, and backed up against the wall, pretending to be looking through her notebook for some missing assignment. Perhaps whoever was coming wouldn't notice her strange position against the wall. She tried to look casual about the whole thing and kept her eyes on her notebook, paging desperately through it, waiting for the other person to pass. She heard the footsteps come nearer and nearer and she cringed up against the wall in the dimmest part of the tunnel, terribly embarrassed by the whole situation. The footsteps started to pass her huddled figure and she began to breathe a sigh of relief when they suddenly stopped.

"Susie! What are you doing up there against the wall?" a familiar voice inquired, and Susie looked up to see old Gus, the school janitor, peering at her curiously.

"Oh, Gus! Thank God it's you!" Susie exclaimed gratefully. "I've got to get back to the dorm in a hurry. I just split open the seam in my jeans and I didn't know who was coming so I backed up to the wall here, hoping they wouldn't notice."

Gus started laughing, amused at the whole picture.

"I'll tell you what, Susie," Gus suggested, leaning his broom against the wall, grinning at her. "I'll walk right in back of you, all the way to the dorm. That way, if someone comes along from the back, they won't see anything except me and my trusty broom. How's that?"

"Oh, thanks, Gus," Susie said, smiling at him warmly. She moved away from the wall, still covering her ass with her notebook.

Gus moved in right behind her, and they started walking towards the dorm. Suddenly Gus let out a huge belly laugh.

"What's the matter?" Susie asked, turning around to face him, notebook still clutched tightly behind her huge ass.