02-07-2020, 06:59 PM
“Adam likes to come across my tits and then watch me massage it in. Do you like to watch that too, Brian?”
He grinned at me too, and in moments I was sucking again on his stiff, black cock. I didn’t wait to be told, I sucked his cock and stroked his balls until he started to come again, then held his shaft as he sprayed his jism across my body. Afterwards they both grinned as they watched me massage their sticky come into my breasts.
They made me bring myself off one more time for their amusement, telling them how I would let them do anything they liked to me, begging them to strip me and spank me at their leisure, offering to suck them whenever they wanted, and above all, promising to allow them to sell me to their college friends in just a few short days. As I neared my climax a thrill of fear ran through me at the thought of what they would make me do, it was enough to provide me with another powerful orgasm.
Afterwards they stood and watched me dressing before escorting me back to my classroom. There they took their opportunity to have another feel, running their hands across my breasts, pinching my nipples, making me pull up my skirt so that they could admire my still red bottom, and running their fingers over my over-sensitive clit and giggling again when I squealed. And then they left, Brian calling over his shoulder “See you tomorrow night Alison”, before they both swaggered off.
I sat shakily, trying to make sense of what had happened to me, and what I had agreed with Adam and Brian for the final days of term. This was where Alan found me some time later. He asked what was wrong, and I told him about Adam’s little money making scheme. He laughed loudly at that.
“Now there’s a boy who’ll go along way in this world!” He grinned.
“You don’t think it’s too much or too dangerous then?”
“No. Like you said, there’ll only be three days of term left by then. No one’s going to be too bothered at that stage. I think you’ll have a great time. Just think, when you go into ‘retirement’ and back to John, you’ll leave a whole load of happy collegeboys behind you! They’ll remember you for the rest of their lives. Now that’s something. And you can wank yourself silly remembering it for the rest of your life.”
“Looks like it’s all agreed then!”
We made our way to the car and started the drive home. Alan wanted to play the traffic light game again, and so at every red light I opened another button on my blouse. Once again, I found this highly arousing and by the time I parked the car near to where we lived my blouse was almost completely open, my nipples were stiff and I was feeling incredibly randy! I strolled along beside Alan, feeling the breeze playing on my breasts. Occasionally, a gently gust would go up my skirt and caress my pussy. When it did, I could feel the wetness there.
By the time we got to the flat I was seriously aroused. He closed the communal door behind us and I turned, fully intending to coax him into having me, right there on the stairs if necessary. Alan had other ideas.
“Go and clean your pussy, get rid of that brat’s jism.” He ordered, “Then come to my flat. Wear some of your sexy underwear for a change, I’ve got an idea.”
I hurried to the bathroom, feeling the excitement start to build. This was already planned to be the most depraved weekend of my life, and Alan had just calmly announced that he had ideas to take it even further! He’d never ordered me to wear anything other then plain, simple white bras and knickers before. I felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of what he might have in mind.
I showered quickly, then carefully shaved my pussy and underarms, applying moisturiser afterwards to make sure my skin felt perfectly smooth. As I rubbed it gently into my pubic mound I felt myself becoming even more aroused. I thought about having a quick diddle to bring myself off – I knew it would only take a minute or two, but decided against it, preferring instead to wait and see what agonies and ecstasies Alan had in store.
I dried myself and walked to my bedroom stark naked, half-hoping that Alan would be there to see me in all my glory. I had now reached the stage where I actively craved being seen naked by as many men as possible! I was disappointed, however. Alan was nowhere to be seen. In my bedroom I sat, still naked, and applied a little, subtle make-up. I brushed my long, silky hair until it shone, then started a search of my lingerie drawer.
My ‘nice knickers’ drawer, as I called it, had several items which John had bought for me, or which I had bought for his enjoyment, and the thought of wearing these for Alan’s amusement felt deliciously unfaithful. For the first time in days I thought of what John might say if he ever got to know what I’d been up to these past weeks. I shook my head and smiled ruefully. John would go clean out of his mind if he knew!
I chose a small pair of black satin briefs, which consisted of a strip of elastic and very little else. There was just enough fabric at the front to cover my shaven mound, and at the back the material quickly disappeared between the cheeks of my bum. I selected a suspender belt to match and put this on, then rolled a new pair of seamed stockings on, taking great care to ensure that the seams were straight. Finally, a half-cup satin bra, also in black, completed my ensemble. I looked at myself in the mirror. I hoped Alan would like what he saw!
He’d given me no instructions on what to wear, other than to wear some sexy underwear, so I pulled on a pair of black stilettos and made my way up to his flat. He made me stand in front of him while he ran his eyes over me. I was made to turn around, bend over, walk around. All the time he appraised me with a cool gaze. Finally he grinned and said, “Very nice. Very nice indeed. You know what you’re going to do tonight?”
“No?”
“You’re going shopping! Me and Neil are going to take you to a big shopping complex, and you’re going to put on a show!”
“Tell me more then!”
“Neil will be here in a while, we’ll tell you more then. While we’re waiting, why don’t you come over here and show me how friendly you can be!”
I walked towards him as provocatively as I could, then dropped to my knees between his thighs. With a knowing grin on my face I reached for the zip of his trousers, slowly lowering it. I opened the button fastening his trousers then stroked his cock through his underwear, feeling it stiffen. I pulled his cock free and wanked it firmly. He groaned and lifted his hips so that I could pull his trousers down to mid thigh.
I sucked his glans into my mouth and immediately began to stroke and caress his scrotum, slipping my hand beneath him, tickling his arse.
He grinned at me too, and in moments I was sucking again on his stiff, black cock. I didn’t wait to be told, I sucked his cock and stroked his balls until he started to come again, then held his shaft as he sprayed his jism across my body. Afterwards they both grinned as they watched me massage their sticky come into my breasts.
They made me bring myself off one more time for their amusement, telling them how I would let them do anything they liked to me, begging them to strip me and spank me at their leisure, offering to suck them whenever they wanted, and above all, promising to allow them to sell me to their college friends in just a few short days. As I neared my climax a thrill of fear ran through me at the thought of what they would make me do, it was enough to provide me with another powerful orgasm.
Afterwards they stood and watched me dressing before escorting me back to my classroom. There they took their opportunity to have another feel, running their hands across my breasts, pinching my nipples, making me pull up my skirt so that they could admire my still red bottom, and running their fingers over my over-sensitive clit and giggling again when I squealed. And then they left, Brian calling over his shoulder “See you tomorrow night Alison”, before they both swaggered off.
I sat shakily, trying to make sense of what had happened to me, and what I had agreed with Adam and Brian for the final days of term. This was where Alan found me some time later. He asked what was wrong, and I told him about Adam’s little money making scheme. He laughed loudly at that.
“Now there’s a boy who’ll go along way in this world!” He grinned.
“You don’t think it’s too much or too dangerous then?”
“No. Like you said, there’ll only be three days of term left by then. No one’s going to be too bothered at that stage. I think you’ll have a great time. Just think, when you go into ‘retirement’ and back to John, you’ll leave a whole load of happy collegeboys behind you! They’ll remember you for the rest of their lives. Now that’s something. And you can wank yourself silly remembering it for the rest of your life.”
“Looks like it’s all agreed then!”
We made our way to the car and started the drive home. Alan wanted to play the traffic light game again, and so at every red light I opened another button on my blouse. Once again, I found this highly arousing and by the time I parked the car near to where we lived my blouse was almost completely open, my nipples were stiff and I was feeling incredibly randy! I strolled along beside Alan, feeling the breeze playing on my breasts. Occasionally, a gently gust would go up my skirt and caress my pussy. When it did, I could feel the wetness there.
By the time we got to the flat I was seriously aroused. He closed the communal door behind us and I turned, fully intending to coax him into having me, right there on the stairs if necessary. Alan had other ideas.
“Go and clean your pussy, get rid of that brat’s jism.” He ordered, “Then come to my flat. Wear some of your sexy underwear for a change, I’ve got an idea.”
I hurried to the bathroom, feeling the excitement start to build. This was already planned to be the most depraved weekend of my life, and Alan had just calmly announced that he had ideas to take it even further! He’d never ordered me to wear anything other then plain, simple white bras and knickers before. I felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of what he might have in mind.
I showered quickly, then carefully shaved my pussy and underarms, applying moisturiser afterwards to make sure my skin felt perfectly smooth. As I rubbed it gently into my pubic mound I felt myself becoming even more aroused. I thought about having a quick diddle to bring myself off – I knew it would only take a minute or two, but decided against it, preferring instead to wait and see what agonies and ecstasies Alan had in store.
I dried myself and walked to my bedroom stark naked, half-hoping that Alan would be there to see me in all my glory. I had now reached the stage where I actively craved being seen naked by as many men as possible! I was disappointed, however. Alan was nowhere to be seen. In my bedroom I sat, still naked, and applied a little, subtle make-up. I brushed my long, silky hair until it shone, then started a search of my lingerie drawer.
My ‘nice knickers’ drawer, as I called it, had several items which John had bought for me, or which I had bought for his enjoyment, and the thought of wearing these for Alan’s amusement felt deliciously unfaithful. For the first time in days I thought of what John might say if he ever got to know what I’d been up to these past weeks. I shook my head and smiled ruefully. John would go clean out of his mind if he knew!
I chose a small pair of black satin briefs, which consisted of a strip of elastic and very little else. There was just enough fabric at the front to cover my shaven mound, and at the back the material quickly disappeared between the cheeks of my bum. I selected a suspender belt to match and put this on, then rolled a new pair of seamed stockings on, taking great care to ensure that the seams were straight. Finally, a half-cup satin bra, also in black, completed my ensemble. I looked at myself in the mirror. I hoped Alan would like what he saw!
He’d given me no instructions on what to wear, other than to wear some sexy underwear, so I pulled on a pair of black stilettos and made my way up to his flat. He made me stand in front of him while he ran his eyes over me. I was made to turn around, bend over, walk around. All the time he appraised me with a cool gaze. Finally he grinned and said, “Very nice. Very nice indeed. You know what you’re going to do tonight?”
“No?”
“You’re going shopping! Me and Neil are going to take you to a big shopping complex, and you’re going to put on a show!”
“Tell me more then!”
“Neil will be here in a while, we’ll tell you more then. While we’re waiting, why don’t you come over here and show me how friendly you can be!”
I walked towards him as provocatively as I could, then dropped to my knees between his thighs. With a knowing grin on my face I reached for the zip of his trousers, slowly lowering it. I opened the button fastening his trousers then stroked his cock through his underwear, feeling it stiffen. I pulled his cock free and wanked it firmly. He groaned and lifted his hips so that I could pull his trousers down to mid thigh.
I sucked his glans into my mouth and immediately began to stroke and caress his scrotum, slipping my hand beneath him, tickling his arse.
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