into her mouth. Maggie struggled with his prick. He clamped his thighs more firmly around her until she accepted the inevitable outcome. She slowly took the prick between her lips, sucking on the powerful head as it shuddered frantically.
The boy beneath her had ended his gentle teasing. His lips were firmly clamped on her cunt. Maggie felt the force of his suction drawing her pussy into slow throbs of passion. His hands held her tits in lusty grasps, fingers delighting in the softness of her flesh, thumbs pressing her nipples until she was writhing in delirious pleasure.
'Mmmmm,' she sighed as the cock thrust wildly in her mouth. 'Mmmmmm!'
The boy shoved it deeper into her mouth, the head of his cock touching the opening of her throat and creating a moment of panic for the girl. He was going to strangle her. Her throat couldn't take that cock without choking her.
Maggie let the tip of his prick fit into her throat, then she drew back enough to get some air. She fell into the rhythm of the face fuck. She felt the tempo spread throughout her body. She throbbed to the rhythm. She pulsed with the growing demand of the excited prick.
Her pussy glowed from the sucking it received. Her cunt was inflamed as the suction continued drawing her passion through every nerve. He sucked. He licked. He sucked again.
Maggie writhed and twisted, her body pounding with the surging lust that possessed her. She gasped and rolled about. Beyond her, the sounds of the circle told her that every other girl was responding as eagerly as she. Everyone slithered all over the floor. Cocks delighted in the soft, moist mouths they pumped. Cunts erupted into pulsing orgasms.
'Uhhhhh!' the redhead gasped as she felt the final trembling of his cock. 'Uhhhhh!'
Maggie tasted his semen. The cum kept pouring from his prick until her mouth was filled. Maggie struggled to free her head from the imprisonment of his thighs. She had to spit the cum out, but she couldn't free herself. He kept pumping his cock at her. More cum gushed against her throat. She tensed herself and forced a swallow. Her pussy oozed, drawn toward the waiting lips of the boy who had sucked it out.
The room resounded with gasps and pants, with the noise of flailing bodies, with the sudden cries of ecstasy. Maggie yielded herself to the delight of her two men. Warmth flooded through her.
CHAPTER NINE
'Ready?' Mary Alice asked as she turned from the mirror where she had just finished adjusting the skirt of her dress. She looked at her roommate with appreciation.
Maggie looked even lovelier than usual. Her cool, mint-green dress clung to her. Her deep-red hair sparkled. Brilliant blue eyes sparkled in anticipation of the evening ahead of them.
Mary Alice felt the thrill of having the beautiful girl with her. She'd show her about town. She'd enjoy the attention she would get from men who had previously ignored her as too young, too girlish to be taken seriously. With this stacked piece of woman beside her, they would be the center of attention at any bar they happened to visit.
'You sure this is all right? You positive we won't get in any trouble with the college?' Maggie asked.
The brunette had assured Maggie that the college rules did not apply when you were at home. That had been part of the reason for coming home with Mary Alice for the weekend. It would give them a good chance to try out some of the things they couldn't risk at Hillcrest. That was part of the reason.
Loren MacDonald was the other reason.
Maggie still laughed as she imagined his stricken expression when he read the letter she had sent this week. Maggie had acted as though she had been invited down for the next two weekends. She apologized for not being able to keep those dates. She explained about next weekend's workshop. Of course she didn't tell about Dr. Painter. She didn't tell what she really had planned for the seminar. She just said she'd be tied up that weekend.
Maggie laughed at the disgusted expression on Mary Alice's face. She held up her hands, pleading to be spared another lecture, then she picked up her pocket book and joined her friend as they walked toward the living room.
Loren should be in a panic by now, Maggie imagined. She'd written of her plans for this trip home with Mary Alice. Casually, just as casually as she could, she had mentioned that her roommate had a cousin in Jacksonburg. Perhaps, she suggested, cousin Susan might be a member of his congregation.
'Wow!' Mary Alice's father exclaimed as the girls walked through the living room. He forgot about the program on TV as he stood up and let his eyes devour the lovely redhead.
Mary Alice kissed him lightly on the cheek.
'Sure you don't want an armed guard?' he laughed. 'Damn! The way you look, we'd better take a regiment along for protection.'
'Damn if I don't believe you could seduce the old man himself,' Mary Alice laughed as they backed out the drive and headed the car toward town. 'I thought his eyes were going to pop out when he looked at you. Shall I send you back about the time Mom goes to bed so you can get a little from Dad?'
'Oh shut up!' Maggie laughed as she slapped the brunette's thigh affectionately. 'Keep your eye on the road. Where are we going anyway?'
'Out on the make,' Mary Alice answered. 'This is our night on the make.'
I'm for that, Maggie thought. She leaned back against the seat and began to relax from the excitement of the trip and the exhilaration of having placed Loren in such a delicate situation. Her body tingled with anticipation. She'd never gone out like this before. She'd never gone to a bar to be picked up by some man.
The new situation was so liberating to Maggie. If she wanted a drink she'd take one. She'd purchase her own or let some interested man supply her. She was going to get gloriously drunk and gloriously fucked. The thought of the evening left her shivering with excitement.
This was a hell of a lot better than messing around with other students from Hillcrest. Her two brief evenings of that had caused enough problems. Both Mule and Wade were acting too possessive. Some of the faculty had already eyed her with disapproving expressions. Sooner or later she was sure to be taken aside and reprimanded. Married women were not expected to be so cozy with campus studs.
Yes, this sort of evening was far better for her. She'd get herself a good length of cock and never have to worry about walking out of class to face her fucker's beaming face. That was far safer, far more in keeping with her needs. She didn't want a deep relationship. She wasn't looking for an old-fashioned love affair.
Perhaps Dr. Painter could fill that need. She'd know more about such a possibility after next weekend. Tonight all she wanted was a raunchy fuck.
Maggie closed her eyes and remembered the evening with Bob Johnson. She fervently hoped he was representative of all older men. If she could get that much of a fuck tonight, she would be supremely content.
'Let's try this one first,' Mary Alice suggested.
Maggie had been so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed when they passed through the business district. They were somewhere out on the highway. Motel and service-station signs flashed along the side of the roadway. The building where they had stopped, however, had only a single unlit beer ad hanging over the door.
'You sure this is a safe place?' Maggie asked. 'It looks awfully dark.'
'Best place in the county,' Mary Alice laughed. 'Don't let the outside appearance fool you. It's nice inside. Wasn't always, though. A few years back it was a real dive. Nobody ever came here but whores and a few men looking for whores.'
'So what happened?' Maggie asked, reading the twinkle in her friend's eyes.
'Better class of whores started showing up,' Mary Alice smiled. 'That brought a better class of paying customers. The owner put in hard liquor, then renovated the place. He left the outside alone, though, as a reminder of where he started. Some claim it's also to discourage any innocent traveler and wife who might drop in for a meal, expecting a normal restaurant.'
They walked toward the door. Maggie gasped when the brunette opened the door and let her lead the way inside. The interior was every bit as plush as the outside was bare. Maggie stepped onto deep, lush carpeting.
