Big Slut on Campus: Part One

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Jackie has a very active imagination. When she plays it runs free, conjuring all sorts of wild fantasies, like— having several guys touching every single part of my body, filling every single place . . .  She had been at it for more than an hour. The first two orgasms came quick and eased her tension. The next two lasted longer and were more intense. Her pussy was sopping wet, soft and slack as warm butter yielding to her prodding hand, and it ached for the one she felt rising. As her glistening fingers turned up the heat she imagined herself surrounded by men, men touching every single part of her body, men filling every single place. She cried out as she reached the plateau, sluing the summit of pleasure she cried out again, and again as she found herself enclosed in a white-hot daze of breath-stopping body-stiffening Kegel-clenching ecstasy. She remained at the peak for an incredible time, breathless, and at long last, finally, zigzagging down in a series of moans and shudders, shortening intervals between spasms, until settling into her bed with every cell tingling and shimmering. “Oh, god, that was wonderful,” Jackie said. “The fifth one’s the charm, just fucking earth-shattering.” Jackie never settled for one or two orgasms, which is why she searched her pacified brain for an idea of how to fulfill her central fantasy. How could I—she asked her imagination—get hands touching me all over, get every single place filled up . . . . . . and her imagination replied: a gang-bang! The thought of having multiple partners lined up to provide her with orgasm after earth-shattering orgasm excited her to the bone. Why not, she mused, why not get a bunch of guys together and take them all on? What fun! When Jackie set her mind on something, she was determined to do it, as her mother would say, “Come hell or high water.” If her mom knew what she was planning now she might have a stroke. She decided to ask her cousin Ronnie to help with her plan. They were in his dorm room, early afternoon, the week before spring break. He was slouched in the desk chair, listening to her explain her aberrant plan. “You escort wanna do what?” Ronnie said, sitting up straight. “A gang-bang?” A starting linebacker, Ronnie looked too big for the chair. He was in his junior year at the university on a full football scholarship. Jackie was a freshman. She was on the opposite side of the room, sprawled across his bed, leaning her head and shoulders on the wall. “I’m seeing a lot of problems with this,” he said, “and besides, I don’t think being the star of a gang-bang is a great thing to be known for,” he said. “Yeah, yeah. I’m not looking for love. I just want to get gang-fucked.” She fingered a strand of her mop of kinky brown hair that sprang from the top of her head and cascaded past her shoulders, looking like an Afro trying to go straight. “Will you help?” she said. “What you want me to do?” “I want you to get guys for me.” “Oh, I get it, you want me to be your pimp,” he said, frowning. “Well, it’s something to fall back on, if you don’t get picked in the draft. Like a second career choice.” “Very funny,” Ronnie said. “I’m gonna get picked, don’t worry. You can count on it.” “I know. Can I count on you?” He studied her, his cute little tomboy cousin, always tagging after him like he was her big brother, bugging him to teach her to throw a football. She had even followed him to school. Lounging on his bed, giving him a peek up her skirt, asking him to help her get gang-banged. “I’m worried about you, little Cuz. You weren’t sex crazy growing up.” “We messed around a little, didn’t we? Remember? I gave you a hand job that night at my birthday party?” “I remember,” Ronnie said, smiling as he recalled it. “All day your father was saying, ‘My baby’s sweet sixteen, I can’t believe it, sixteen’, and that night we were out in your backyard and you were jerking me off. That was pretty sweet.” “You got cum on me,” Jackie said. “I was in the kitchen after and my mom saw it. She said, ‘You’ve got something on your blouse’, and she got a paper towel and wiped it off.” “Ha! You never told me that. Good old Aunt Martha. Did she know what it was?” “No! She would have bayan escort killed me!” Jackie sat up. “Okay, let’s forget the walk down memory lane,” she said. “You’re going to do this, aren’t you? Can I count on you?” “Gee, Jackie, I don’t know. It’s risky. We get caught, we could get thrown out of school and I’d lose my free ride.” “How are we going to get caught? We won’t get caught. No way,” Jackie said, not really sure herself, but trying to convince him. “Let me think about it, okay?” Ronnie said, standing. “I’ll let you know.” He picked up a textbook from the desk. “I got a class.” * * * Jackie wasn’t beautiful, but most people would find her attractive, and she had a remarkable body. At five-six and 118 pounds she measured 35-22-35. Her bra size was 36B. Ronnie once said she had a world-class ass and he was right.  She knew when she started school she would face stiff competition for dates among the thousand or so women on campus, not a happy thought for an oversexed co-ed who was always horny. She was a good student, but college boys don’t check the dean’s list to get dates. Jackie was bitchy when she had to go without sex, and lately she was thinking about it constantly. It got more and more difficult to concentrate on the books. During spring break, knowing plenty of other co-eds were off somewhere going wild, getting drunk, showing their tits, and getting laid, Jackie spent vacation at home in her room without any action. Even her old reliable Hitachi let her down when it overheated and quit as she was edging toward a third orgasm. She was so dejected she couldn’t even finish with her fingers. Lying in bed, wondering if she could get a new Magic Wand shipped overnight if she got up and ordered it right away, she asked herself, “Do I really want to be known as a slut? Yeah, if it gets me laid on a regular basis.” She got out of bed and fired up her laptop. She ordered a Magic Wand and, thinking about the future, added three ten-packs of condoms to the shopping cart. I can always get more, she thought, before hitting “Place Order.” * * * Back at school after spring break, Jackie escort bayan spotted Ronnie in the dining hall eating lunch with some teammates. He went to Florida on break and she thought how sexy he looked, the way the tan set off his blond curls. After lunch they walked across campus together. “Did you think about it? Are you going to be my pimp?” she said, needling him and reminding him of the conversation in his dorm room. “I was going to ask if you thought any more about it. You still want to do it? “Actually, I thought about it quite a bit, and I do.” “Where? You gonna bring guys up to your dorm room?” “I thought we could use your room,” she said. “Oh, no.” He shook his head. “Your not gonna get me busted.” “Come on Ronnie. My roommate never leaves the room. Besides, I bet it won’t be the first time a girl takes on a bunch of guys in the dorm,” Jackie said. “Maybe. I need to think about it.” Jackie stroked his bicep, big and firm as a football. She batted her eyes and said sweetly, “Ron, if you let my use your room, you can put yourself in the lineup.” “Really? You serious?” “Of course. Then I can add incest to my curriculum vitae. It’ll look good on my law school application. Besides, I’ve been thinking we should do it anyway. Okay?” She didn’t tell him that she’d been thinking about for a long time. “Well, in that case, why don’t we go up to the room and do it right now?” Jackie bit her lip, thinking about it. She was very horny, it was tempting, but she had two classes and couldn’t afford to take another cut. “No. I’m saving myself for the gangbang,” she said solemnly, trying to get a rise out of him. She did. “Shit! I knew you weren’t serious.” He turned to walk away and she grabbed his arm. “Wait,” She said. “I’m teasing you. I’ll come to your room after dinner, okay?” Ronnie grinned, showing his perfect white teeth. “You’re a little bitch, Cuz, you know that? I’ll be waiting. You better show up.” Sitting in her last class of the day, English Composition 101, listening to the prof lecturing from the textbook he wrote, that cost her $45, Jackie wondered what he would be like in bed. He probably liked to eat pussy, like the gas company engineer she had a brief affair with last summer after graduation. He was from Texas, on temporary assignment in the area where they were drilling for gas.

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