"Yeah, yeah?" he grunted, strands of his long black hair hanging in his eyes.
"Ohhhhhhh, God!"
He was hammering his dick against her clit. The girl was moaning loudly as flashes of fire raced through her pussy, making her asshole, her tits, her belly contract. She was a sex machine, a wild woman teetering on the brink of her first big orgasm. Vickie's eyes flicked open while her fingernails dug deep into the young man's back. She was going to explode! Vickie was certain she would come apart with the sexual explosion building up deep inside her. She felt her legs wrap around his lower back and her ass fly off the bed to meet his wild fucking.
"Get ready, baby, get it ready," Jeff warned. The bed squeaked and groaned as the two of them hammered at one another's body. Vickie felt her body tightening up into pre-orgasmic tightness. Her muscles quivered. Then the young man stopped his fucking for an instant. Vickie looked up and saw Jeff's face turn into a mask of intense pain. His head shook while his lower jaw slackened. Oh, God, he was going to come!
"Fuck!"
The young man growled like a rabid dog, flinging himself on top of Vickie and holding tightly onto her as his balls contracted and squeezed out the first hot wad of jizz into his prick. Vickie could feel his cock throbbing inside her. Her pussy-walls quivered, then tightened around his rod.
"Baby, cum, Goddamnit, cummmm!"
Vickie felt something hot and wet jetting against her cuntal walls. She screamed back, throwing her head from side to side while feeling his jizz fill her pussy and spill out.
"Cummmmm?" the trembling blonde shouted, clawing at Jeff's shoulders as her snatch walls crashed in. It felt as if the entire world were blowing apart. The young teenager thrashed from side to side, her legs kicking up, her tits jiggling, her body writhing on the narrow bed. Hot flashes ripped through her convulsing cunt as her orgasm peaked. Vickie could swear her snatch contracted two to three times for every squirt shooting out of Jeff's cock-rod.
When she came out of her orgasm, the young woman opened her eyes and saw Jeff smiling down at her.
"Shit, honey, that was one hell of a fuck! Christ, I don't think any of the frat guys've ever had a fuck like this."
Vickie didn't know how to take it. Suddenly she felt cheap, sluttish, all the things her mother told her she'd be feeling if she fucked with a man before she married. The young woman rolled her head away and blinked back the tears.
"I… wanna get back to my dorm. I've got some studying to do," Vickie said haltingly. She had to get away from here, go some place where she could sit down and think about what had just happened.
"Sure you don't wanna stay? Hey, I could get hard again in a couple of minutes."
Vickie's flesh chilled as Jeff rubbed his hands softly and slowly up and down her arms, her thighs, her sides. The young teenager could well image the athlete growing hard again, sticking his long thick dick back up her pussy, making her whimper for more cock-meat while his balls slapped against her ass. Yes, the thought was exciting. Even now, exhausted from her first fuck, Vickie could feel her pussy tightening at the thought of being fucked again. Her sudden arousal, this thought coming into her head frightened her. No, she had to resist, she had to get back to her dorm room and think.
"No, please, it's getting late."
The blonde teen pushed herself up and peered out the window. It was getting late. The girls at the sorority could only be thinking the worst about her and Jeff. Everyone had seen them leave together. Besides, she had her books to get ready, her pencils… ohhhhh, going to college was going to be so much fun, so much of an academic challenge. And she had started it off with this… ohhh, it was too terrible to think about!
"Hey, what's the matter?" Jeff asked, pulling Vickie's hands away from her face.
"Just leave me alone. I want to get back," the girl sobbed, wiping the tears from her face. "Christ, all right!"
Jeff rolled out of bed, picking up the pile of clothes, tossing it into the girl's lap.
"If you're so fuckin' anxious to get out of here, go. You're gonna find out there's a whole lotta fuckin' goin' on here at UCLA. Shit, they fuck in the library, fags fuck in the johns, all kinda shit. If you think you can play Miss Goody Two-shoes here, you're wrong. Go to Loyola if you want religion," Jeff said disgustedly, swaggering off to the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.
Vickie felt humiliated. She'd violated some sort of code, offended a man who had been nice to her, befriended her, shown her a pleasure she'd never dreamed possible. But was he such a friend? He'd fucked her, made her commit a crime her mother had told her she'd go to hell for.
"Ohhhh," Vickie moaned in frustration, beating the mattress with both fists. She dressed slowly, hearing nothing coming from out of the bathroom. Slipping her blouse back over her shoulders and buttoning it, the girl wondered if she should say good-bye. It seemed so silly to say anything. No, she'd just leave, hoping all this would pass over without comment.
"And don't think joining a sorority's gonna make things better. Those girls fuck like bunnies. I know, I've had most of 'em!" Jeff shouted through the closed bathroom door just as she stepped from the bedroom.
"Oh!" the blonde teen cried, covering her mouth with one hand and rushing out of the apartment. She didn't even close the front door as she bolted from the living room. Vickie only knew she had to get out of there, away from Jeff, out in the fresh early evening air to think.
She raced onto the street then slowed her steps, gradually composing herself as she headed toward Le Compte and the campus. As she walked down the broad avenue, the young girl thought about what had happened, about the way she'd given in so easily to Jeff. He hardly had to do anything. Vickie felt a blush of shame and guilt wash over her as she thought about the way she'd thrown herself into his arms, spread her legs apart for his fingers, let him strip her while she rocked in bed, moaning like a bitch in heat when he pinched her nipples and drove his cock into her hot pussy-meat.
"Oh…"
Vickie stopped at the campus entrance, closing her eyes as she felt her snatch contract. Yes, she was hot, ready for that fucking Jeff told her he'd be willing to give her if she stuck around. No, no, she wasn't going to try that anymore. She had to concentrate on her studies, had to think about getting a degree!
And yet the way sexual heat concentrated in her hot cunt made Vickie regret having not taken Jeff up on his offer. She felt a sudden glow wash over her skin as her body responded to that offer of more fucking. I mustn't think about him, I mustn't!
Still, in spite of her fine resolves, Vickie felt her cuntal walls buckle when she remembered how Jeff looked naked, shoving his dick up her pussy. How good his hairy body felt pinning hers to the soft mattress. Even now, she could feel his hands smoothing over her tits, running up and down her thighs, sending hot flashes through her pussy. The young teenager quickened her pace, her eyes looking straight ahead while her face assumed a mask of terrible concentration. She didn't hear someone calling behind her.
"Vickie! For God's sake, Vickie!"
The blonde stopped and turned around. She recognized the voice as belonging to Shari Williams.
"What happened to you? The girls've been gossiping like mad since you and Jeff took off like two bats… uh-oh, he didn't hurt you, did he?"
Vickie couldn't fight back two tears rolling down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away and turned her head. Oh, God, how humiliating for this stranger to figure out her shame in just a few seconds. They'd be writing about it on the campus toilet walls tomorrow!