"Ah," said Phyllis, "he got it up again in record time. This afternoon when I sucked him off, he had his erection back in less than five minutes. I tell you Frank is some kind of sex maniac. And I can fuck like a bull, too."
"A real cocks man, huh?" asked Nancy.
"You said it. He got me off a half dozen more times before he came. I could feel his jism spurting into me. I thought he'd stuffed a gun up my cunt and pulled the trigger. I could really feel each and every drop of his cum as it shot into me."
"Sounds super."
"It was, it was. I can't wait till we get out into the mountains tomorrow and go looking for rocks. I can tell you right here and now, its his rocks I'll be looking for!"
CHAPTER THREE
"And this is a good example of the type of rock outcropping I mentioned in class last Wednesday," said Joe Chambers, pointing to a definitely phallic pile of rock.
Virginia saw Phyllis sidle up next to Frank. Her hand reached out and grabbed him by the balls. He moaned and bent double but he didn't say a word.
Virginia saw the looks in both their eyes. They were enjoying this to the utmost.
She couldn't believe her friend was actually going off with Frank. In spite of her conviction the night before that Phyllis had been making up all those vile things just to shock and embarrass her, she couldn't understand what the girl saw in Frank.
Phyllis held him back from the rest of the group and actually ran her hand down the front of his pants. There was no way Virginia could mistake what her friend was doing to the man's balls. She was squeezing and kneading them like lumps of bread.
Disgusted, she turned her back on them and hastened off to catch up with the rest of the students. Let the girl fuck her brains out. Virginia was going to learn something on this field trip. That was what she was for.
"And over there is rovle strata you'll see again on a test. Better copy it down so you won't forget what it looks like," Joe was saying as Virginia came up. He smiled at her.
"Okay, class, head for the hills. You all have a list of the types of rock I want you to find and bring back. Be at camp by noon. If not, I'll send the forest rangers out for you. And you wouldn't want to embarrass them, would you?"
"Hell, we could embarrass the fur off the bean," one student mumbled.
Joe didn't seem to have heard. "Off you go."
Virginia watched the others pair off as they headed on the rock hunting expedition. With Phyllis behind the group, probably letting Frank fuck her silly, Virginia didn't have anyone to team up with. She shrugged it off. It was just one of those things. Like high school, she was used to being left on her own.
She started scrambling up a rocky incline in search of the first of her samples. In a way, it was like a scavenger hunt for her. She was breathless and flushed by the time she reached the top of the rack slide.
Standing there, hands on hips, was Joe. He smiled and said, "I thought you'd be coming up this way. I decided I'd join you."
"Sure," she said. "You can help me find the rocks."
"And maybe you can help me get my rocks off."
"Huh?"
"You heard me the first time. Ever since I laid eyes on you, I've wanted to lay you. God, you can't imagine how horny I get standing up in front of the class seeing you out there."
"Horny? I don't…"
"I can see all the way to your snatch every time you cross your legs. It drives me wild! Sometimes, I don't know how I stand it. But now that we're alone, why don't we…"
"Hey. Stop that!" she cried, batting his hand away from her tits. "I'm not like that. I don't know what's gotten into you, Dr. Chambers, but I'm not the kind of girl who puts out."
"But, in class. The way you lick your lips. The way your ass wiggles as you walk out. I thought… I thought it was for me."
Virginia was confused. It seemed as if all the men wanted one thing and one thing only to fuck her.
She'd have to put the professor in his place. "Look, Dr. Chambers – Joe – I simply am not like the others. When I get married, then I'll have sex."
The words stung her tongue. She almost flinched as she said them. Nice girls didn't mention things like this in public. Even though Virginia was beginning to doubt her parents were right all the time, she knew they had to be a hundred percent correct on this.
Still, hadn't Phyllis seemed okay until this trip? It was obvious she was friendly and the best friend she'd ever had, but that obsession she had with fucking. And the words she used! Virginia knew she'd never be able to bring herself to say half of those things, even after she was married.
"Sorry, Virginia, I guess I misread you. I didn't mean to come on so strong but I thought you wanted it."
"That's okay, Joe. I'd like you to be my friend."
She hoped he didn't get the wrong impression of her.
"I can handle that, I suppose. Friends?" He stuck out his hand. She looked at it suspiciously, then shook it. Virginia wasn't sure quite what she expected. In a perverse way, she almost hoped he'd yank her to the rough ground, strip off her clothes and then rape the hell out of her.
When he didn't, she couldn't figure out if she was relieved or annoyed.
"I'll go find out how the others are doing. And, uh, look, Ginnie, if you change your mind, keep me in the front of the line. You're one hell of a foxy chick."
"All right, Joe. If you want, I'll keep you in mind." She didn't know why she said that. She wasn't going to change her mind. Not about something like illicit sex.
She continued searching out the rocks she needed to get an A on this field trip, then sat down, tired. The sun was hotter than it looked and she was exhausted from the high altitude.
Mixed in with the wind's low whistle through the boulders, she heard another type of sound. It was familiar to her now, after she'd watched Phyllis suck off Frank.
In spite of herself, she clambered on top of a large rock and peered down into a protected area. There, like she'd thought, two people were fucking. She wanted to turn and leave but couldn't. It was as if her legs were suddenly paralyzed.
She should close her eyes and let them continue their obscene carryings on. The harder she held that thought in mind, the more she perversely wanted to see what was going on down below her.
She wanted to see what this fucking was really like. The way Phyllis and Nancy talked about it, it must be something special. She shuddered at the thought of having a man's long, hard cock fucked into her soft twat. To have a prick that looked like Frank's stuffed between her legs wasn't very pleasing to her.
But they all seemed to enjoy it. And from the way Joe talked, she was unconsciously exuding sex. She was giving him a come-on she simply didn't mean. If she was going to avoid horrible things like that in the future, she was going to have to find out more about the act of fucking.
She slipped down the side of the boulder and into a small crevice not ten feet from the couple. The man's white ass was pumping hard. She could see the muscles tensing and relaxing as he drove his cock into the softly yielding cunt.
"God, Nancy, I'm glad I found you. I was getting so horny, I was going to fuck the next rabbit I found."
"Joe, ummm, you're so big in me! I'm glad I did come along. It'd be a waste having you screw some poor little animal."
"Talk about small! Your cunt is grabbing hard at my prick. You're squeezing down so damned hard, I'm going to lose it any second."
"No, umnim, no, you won't. You are a real, stud. And I love the way you use that long prick of yours! It fills me up so much! And the way it gets me hot!"
The words faded as Virginia changed positions to see the two even better. To her horror, she saw it was Joe – her Joe! – fucking Nancy. She was outraged, more because he'd left her and immediately gone in search of another pussy than because the couple were fucking.