The sensation of having Bob's urgent tongue licking her clit, and the cool wine made Gina shiver with pure delight. She gyrated her body around in his face, lifting her hips to meet the hot pleasure of Bob's mouth.
"Don't stop!" she whimpered. "Never stop!"
Bob rammed his tongue deeply into her pussy, and pursed his mouth around the opening. He sucked in the wine which had become warm from her heated pussy. He drank it ail down, sucking out each delicious drop. When it gas dry, he pound yet another swig, letting it seep into her cunt, around his tongue, and then drew the liquid into his mouth, swallowing it slowly.
"Hey, let us have some of that," Steve said, grabbing the wine bottle from Bob.
Steve poured a few drape of the wine onto Gina's tits, and then he lapped up the flavor with an eager mouth, his teeth nibbling and chewing on the hardened nipples. Alan pushed his head to one side and worked on the left tit while Steve worked on her right.
"My God!" Gina moaned, arching her body, every muscle taut with pleasure. "More! Do it some more!"
The men passed the wine bottle back and forth, from her tits to her pussy, drenching her body, and then lapping up the wine. They had to hold Gina down forcibly, because she was writhing so uncontrollably. She flayed her anus about, occasionally grasping Steve and Alan, her fingers digging into their flesh. She wrapped her legs around Bob's neck, almost choking him with her passion.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Gina screamed out, as her body went into spasms of orgasm.
Bob pumped his tongue in and out of her cunt while Steve and Alan continued sucking her tits. They felt her body buckle against the tremendous pleasure, heard her hoarse screams, and then they felt her body go limp.
Gina lay back, her eyes closed. She felt herself falling down a deep, dark tunnel. There was a burning pleasure that screeched throughout each cell of her body, her cunt was on tire, her tits being caressed and sucked by a million tongues and fingers. The cold and then the hot sensations of wine and the demanding thrusts of orgasm slammed her mind into an abyss of tortured pleasure, which for some few moments seemed like an eternity. And then she slept.
CHAPTER FOUR
Gina awoke, feeling drugged. She raised her hand to her bruised face, feeling the sticky residue of drying cum. Her jaws ached, and she could hardly move her legs. Her pussy throbbed with each heartbeat. Her throat was parched and sore. She swallowed thickly, tasting the flavor of jism which still remained on her lips. She finally managed to sit up in bed after several weak attempts.
"My God," she moaned, letting her fingers gently touch her cum-stained cunt. "What happened after I passed out?"
She stumbled to the bathroom and muttered, "I don't think I'll walk right for a week."
She showered her aching and bruised body, letting the warm water soothe her flesh. Although her cunt was raw and torn, she felt little stabs of pleasure swim through her body as she recalled the night before. She winced with pain as she lathered up her cunt, and touched her swollen nipples. Then she closed her eyes and smiled.
"It was worth it," she said, still smiling. "Worth every, beautiful fucking minute!"
Linda gave Gina a knowing grin when she saw her walk into the classroom.
"Did Steve work out all right?" she asked Gina. "Perfect," Gina answered. "I can hardly walk!" Linda laughed. "I saw him this morning, and you couldn't have wiped that smile off his face with sandpaper."
"Well, you ready to get started?" Gina asked.
"Sure thing," Linda said, slipping out of her robe and walking to the center of the room, climbing up on the platform.
Some of the students began sketching Linda, Gina looked at the girl carefully. Linda Morris was a drama student, hoping someday to become an actress. She had all the necessary physical endowments for success: a long, lithe figure, a narrow waist, two deliciously full tits with rosy nipples, and a perfectly beautiful face, framed in dark brown hair. She had an easy smile and an engaging personality which expressed itself delightfully from her lovely dark blue eyes. As Gina took in the sheer glamour of the girl, she felt a surge of warmth between her legs. Something inside her demanded that she get to know Linda better.
After class, Gina struck up a casual conversation with Linda. The students had left, and Linda was putting on her clothes.
"How about having dinner some night soon?" Gina asked.
"Sounds good to me," Linda said. "I'm free tomorrow."
"Good," Gina said. "Seven all right with you?"
"Fine," Linda answered, and then walked out of the classroom.
Gina was lost in thought, not understanding why her heart was pounding. She turned the lights off and walked out the door. She bumped into Steve as she was rounding a corner.
"Hello, gorgeous," Steve said, with a bright, contented smile on his face.
Gina greeted him with a friendly nod of her head. She looked over her shoulder and then whispered, "What happened last night after I passed out?"
"You wouldn't believe it," Steve said with a chuckle.
"Try me," Gina said seductively.
"How about letting me try you again tonight?" Steve asked.
Gina shook her head. "I'm so sore right now, all I want to do is go home and pass out again."
"What about tomorrow night?" Steve said.
"Sounds good to me," Gina said, and then remembered the dinner with Linda. "Can you make it around nine?"
"I can make it around nine times."
They both chuckled at this remark. Steve looked around ta see if anyone else was in the hall, and seeing no one, he pulled Gina into his arms. He kissed her deeply on her mouth running his tongue between her tender lips. He raised his hands and cupped both her full, ripe tits.
"Oh, baby," he whispered, squeezing her harder, "I want you now."
Gina tried to pull away, but Steve held on tightly. He placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her cute ass, pressing her crotch into his. He ground his pelvis around, forcing his hardened cock against the bruised opening of her cunt.
"You've got to stop this," Gina said, somewhat alarmed. "What if someone should see us."
"Then they'd get an eyeful, I guess," Steve whispered. "Come on, let's fuck right here in the hallway."
"Are you crazy?" Gina demanded, pulling away.
"Then in here," Steve said, pulling her into the storage closet.
Gina didn't know what was happening. One minute she was walking down the hall, and the next she was being shoved into a darkened room, and forced to her knees. She heard the sound of a zipper and then felt the firm roundness of Steve's cockhead shoved against her lips. She had little choice but place it between her lips.
"Suck it, you fucking cocksucker!" Steve demanded, his large hands on her shoulders.
A muffled sound escaped Gina's throat as Steve shoved the full length of his prick deeply into her throat. Gina felt his hairy balls slap against her neck, and his furry crotch hair scratch her nose and eyelids. She could feel the steady, quick beat of his heart, as his muscular stomach pressed against her forehead. It was difficult to breathe, but she pursed her lips around the base of his dick and sucked on the meaty shaft, enjoying the ballooning sensation of his throbbing cockhead against the back of her throat.
"Ummmmmmm," Gina moaned in spite of herself.
"Suck it, bitch. Suck out my cum!"
Gina raised her hands and cupped his balls in her tiny hands. The firm, fullness of his hairy nuts caused a shudder to run down her spine. She squeezed and kneaded them gently, pulling them down in a milking motion and then forcing them upwards and between his legs, rubbing them against the opening of his hairy asshole.