Jane Fox - Sucking coeds

Herbie glanced around the coffee shop, noticing the number of students in the booths surrounding them. "God," he said softly. "This place is packed. I wonder what they'll do when we start balling?"

Paula gave a throaty little laugh. "Well," she answered, patting Herbie's thrusting cock reassuringly, "we'll find out in just three minutes!"

"Maybe they'll call the campus police," Herbie speculated, looking a little worried about the possibility.

"Are you kidding?" Paula answered, squeezing his hard cock comfortingly. "Think about it. Do you know any college kid that would miss the chance to watch a little fucking? They'll probably all join in and we'll have a mass orgy at the coffee shop!"

Herbie clutched Paula's hot little pussy a little tighter and grinned. "I think you're right," he agreed. "It'll be better than a floor show at Vegas!"

"Hey, there's Betsy Skinner," Paula remarked, nudging Herbie with her elbow. "Isn't she the little virgin you were trying to pop all last quarter?"

"Yeah," Herbie answered, turning to look at the booth in the corner. "There she is with her watchdog roommate. Every time I tried to put the make on Betsy, her roommate was always around, saving Betsy's virtue. God! I'd still like to get inside that sweet, little pussy!"

"Well, don't just sit there, silly," Paula urged, shoving Herbie over with her arm. "Get on over there and invite them to join us for a snack. I'll take care of her roommate and you can see if sweet, little Betsy likes to have her virgin pussy lapped!"

"You know, Paula," Herbie grinned, sliding over to the edge of the booth, "sometimes you're awfully smart. It sure won't hurt to try. Maybe the shock of the whole thing will carry little Betsy right into my hot mouth, right?"

One minute later Betsy and Donna, her straight roommate, were seated across from Herbie and Paula.

"Gee, Herbie," Betsy said, smiling sweetly at him, "I'm glad you invited us over. We were just sitting there talking about psychology class. I didn't know you had two o'clock free. I thought you had history class."

"Well, I usually do," Herbie said, glancing at his watch. "Today, though, I have something else that's more important at two."

"Oh?" Betsy replied, looking puzzled. "It's almost two right now. Do you have a meeting?"

"No," Herbie answered, winking at Paula. "It's even more important than that. You see, I've been having these terrible hunger pangs lately and I decided I needed something to calm my stomach."

Betsy looked even more puzzled. "Well, if you're hungry, why don't you have something to eat?" she asked, gazing at him earnestly.

"Thank you, Betsy," Herbie replied, grinning. "I'd really like to, but they don't serve what I need here."

"What's that?" Betsy asked, looking really puzzled by this time.

"I need some nice, hot virgin pussy!" Herbie said in a perfectly normal tone of voice, reaching out over the table and grabbing both of Betsy's hands in his. "You see, I've got this rare blood condition, and the doctor says the only way I can stay alive is to eat out sweet little virgins and so I'm going to eat you, Betsy!"

Betsy's mouth dropped open. She stared at Herbie with wide eyes. She made a little gasping sound with her mouth, but no words came out. Paula let out a burst of laughter and turned to Betsy's roommate who looked like she was ready to faint.

"Me, too!" she said, nodding at Herbie. "It's two o'clock right now, and I believe I'll join you for lunch, Herbie. Betsy's roommate looks about right for my condition, too. Let's go!"

Before either of the startled girls could, say a word, Herbie had pulled Betsy out of the booth and had lowered her to the floor. He flipped her dress up and pulled her panties off so quickly she didn't have time to scream. Then, before she could protest, he spread her legs and dove for her pretty, pink pussy with his long, wet tongue. Betsy was so shocked she couldn't move. She shuddered at the first touch of Herbie's hot rough tongue and squealed as he licked her little gash with one long smooth flick of his educated tongue.

"Oooooh!" she squealed again as he reached up and got a gob of whipped cream, spreading it all over her hot cunt.

"Ooooh! Oooooh! Oooohhhh!" was the only sound the startled girl could make as Herbie's long tongue dipped to and fro in her hot, little cunt, smacking and licking hungrily.

"Hungry, honey?" Paula asked, smiling at Donna's totally freaked-out expression. "Doesn't that look good? Watch Betsy! She looks like she's enjoying it, doesn't she?"

Donna couldn't take her eyes from Herbie and Betsy. Betsy was tossing her head side to side by now, not making the slightest effort to escape Herbie's probing tongue. As they watched, a huge grin spread over Betsy's little face.

"Ooooooh, Herbie!" she screamed. "Eat my pussy, Herbie! Eat it all up! It feels so good! Bite my clitty, Herbie! Eat my cunt!!"

Herbie was in seventh heaven, smacking and slurping the whipped cream out of Betsy's steaming pussy. The cream was melting and ran in little rivulets down the crack of her ass, and Herbie licked that up, too, in obvious delight. The whole coffee shop was reduced to stunned silence, broken only by the noisy sounds of Herbie's mouth and tongue as he ate every drop of cream from Betsy's hot pussy.

"Oh, my God!" Betsy's roommate whispered, reaching down and unconsciously rubbing her own steaming pussy in the excitement of the moment. She squirmed back and forth against her own fingers, totally unaware of Paula. Suddenly she felt her hand snatched away from her throbbing cunt Paula pulled her from the booth and onto the floor next to Herbie and Betsy.

"Look good, honey?" Paula asked, grinning at her. "Bet you'd like to order the same, wouldn't you?" Before the startled girl could protest, Paula had pulled off her panties and found her clitty with her slim fingers.

"Oh, no! Don't!" the excited girl protested, turning her head from side to side. "Oooooh!"

"Let me have a little of that nice, cold chocolate malt," Paula ordered, motioning towards the booth in back of her, where a bearded college student sat, ignoring his food and staring at her. "Come on. Bring it down here! I'm hungry for pussy-flavored malt!"

With a sudden leap, the frozen student came to life. He carried the malt to Paula and stood over her. "It's my malt," he grinned down at her. "So I get to pour it out for you!"

"Aaaaaeeeiiiii!" Donna shrieked as the cold malt flooded down on her bare, pink pussy. "Aaaaaagh!" she gasped as Paula's hot tongue lashed out and hit the sensitive bud of her hard, little clit, flicking and rubbing against it with a circular motion.

With a booming laugh, the bearded student began unbuttoning Donna's blouse and lifted out one creamy boob.

"Wow!" he gasped, licking his ups. "You take care of her pussy, honey. I'm gonna have me some chocolate-covered boob!"

Before she knew what was happening, Donna was covered from head to toe with chocolate malt. Students in the surrounding booths came to life and rushed to lick and suck her body in every spot available.

"Ooooooh! God!" she screamed as she felt hands and tongues all over her body. "Don't stop! Please don't stop! Lick me all over! Fuck me! Suck me!"

Paula shoved the nearest boy into her place and glanced at her watch. It was time to go. She turned to Herbie, who was busily poking his tongue up Betsy's little asshole, causing the sweet girl to shudder and sigh with bliss.

"Come on, Herbie! Time to go!" she yelled, pulling Herbie from his prize.

"Come on, you jokers! One of you finish this poor horny girl off! We've got to run!"

As Herbie and Paula made their way to the door, they turned to look back at their handiwork. The coffee shop looked like a disaster area. Food was being eaten in ways no one had even thought of before. One student had gotten a huge dill pickle from the jar on the counter, and was ramming it in and out of his horny girl friend's pussy, to her loud cries of delight. Everyone was eating something or someone noisily.