Loading...Megan was about to begin her Freshman year at a State University in the Upper Midwest. She chose this campus for a lot of reasons. It was located on a big, beautiful lake. Megan loved to canoe and here she could canoe every afternoon, if she wished. The psychology department was said to be outstanding and Megan intended to be a psych major.
For as long as she could remember, that was always one thing she liked to do, to try to figure out human behavior, all the things that made people tick. So she figured she’d turn this inclination of hers first into a major, then maybe into a profession.
And last but not least, this school was said to be lots and lots of fun. It was big and diverse and easy-going, liberal and open-minded. And the students here were reputed to know how to enjoy themselves, something Megan herself was devoted to doing. For a Megan always regarded herself as a sensualist, a hedonist, and somewhat of a party girl!
Every new Freshman, Megan learned from her orientation packet, would be assigned either a Junior or a Senior as a mentor. That mentor would help orient the new student to campus life, and be available for the duration of the first year of college to advise and give support to the Freshman when needed.
Megan just met Valerie that morning. Valerie was a Junior and was to be Megan’s mentor. The moment they laid eyes on each other, they breathed a sigh of relief. Megan had already spoken to a couple of new students like herself and learned they were none too happy with the mentors assigned them. And Valerie dreaded mentoring some dull, bland, unpleasant first year student. But right away these two young women, one twenty, the other about to turn twenty-two, could see they would get along very nicely. Maybe it was the way they dressed, sort of casually hip and stylish. Lots of students here were very straight, very square. But Megan and Valerie could see right away they were of a mind. These two were hip babes and they knew it too.
They said hello to each other and then Valerie suggested taking Megan out for a late morning breakfast at a joint she liked a lot. Megan liked it too and the food, she saw right away, was great. That was a good start. Her mentor could have taken her to some plastic fast food joint, which Megan hated.
They talked. Valerie filled Megan in on where she was from, what college life had been like for her these last two years. Valerie already knew a bit about Megan from the material she got from the admissions office. She was aware Megan had taken a year off to work as a model in New York before enrolling for her Freshman year. That of course made Valerie curious. This was unusual route, spending a glamorous year as a young fashion model in Manhattan, then deciding to begin her Freshman year at a large Midwestern university. Valerie wanted to hear what it was like for Megan, taking a year off after high school to do something like that.
And Megan of course had loads of questions for Valerie which Valerie was more than happy to answer. Almost immediately these two began to feel as though they’d known each other a long, long time, rather than just having met.
“You got a regular boyfriend?” Valerie asked Megan.
“I did,” Megan said. “A guy in New York, this photographer. But I busted up with him before coming here. I didn’t want to drag a long distance relationship with me to campus, you know what I mean? Hey, I’m starting school now, a whole new scene. So I want to meet new people, go out with new guys, have myself some new lovers when I’m ready.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Valerie said. “So many students, they bring their relationships with them to college, with all those pressures and stuff. It rarely seems to work. All the phone calls and letters, the arguments, the heartaches, the split-ups. Who needs all that shit, right? Plus, someone as cute as you are is going to have no trouble attracting suitors.”
“Why thank you. You’re pretty cute yourself, Valerie,” Megan said. And she meant it. Valerie was tall and slender, an auburn haired beauty with a picture perfect face and a sleek, graceful body. “In fact, you could be a model yourself if you wanted to.”
“You really think so?” Valerie asked, loving to hear this from this young woman who actually had herself recently been working as a professional model.
“Absolutely,” Megan said.
They sipped their coffee.
“How about you? You got a boyfriend?” Megan asked Valerie.
Valerie shifted in her chair a little and coughed.
“I’m sort of seeing someone now, actually living with them,” Valerie said.
“Oh? That’s nice, maybe I’ll meet him someday,” Megan said, as Valerie looked down and took another sip of her coffee.
“Maybe.”
“As for me,” Megan continued. “For a while I’m just going to stay away from guys. I don’t plan to date for a while. In New York, I was going out every night and stuff. But here I’m just going to mellow out.”
Megan took a bite of her Danish.
“And when I get horny, I always have these,” Megan said, waving her fingers. Valerie perked up, a little amazed that this Freshman was being so frank with her new mentor. Then she smiled.
“Yes, fingers can be a girl’s best friends,” Valerie said.
“Ain’t that the truth!”
“Do you masturbate a lot?” Valerie asked now that Megan had broached this subject, wanting to know a bit more about the intimate life of this Freshman she’d be advising.
“Yeah, when I’m not with anyone, just about every night,” she said. “And often in the morning, when I wake up.”
Valerie smiled to herself. She expected to know a few things about Megan after this breakfast of theirs, though she didn’t think she’d so quickly be privy to knowledge of Megan’s masturbatory habits!
“How about you, if you don’t mind my asking?” Megan asked her mentor. Maybe if she were just an ordinary eighteen year old Freshman she wouldn’t be as brazen as this. But after working as a model in Manhattan for a year, having lived with three other models there, Megan was somewhat precocious for her age, and for her status as a new college Freshman. Plus, with her insatiable curiosity about human behavior, it was no surprise that she was asking probing questions about the sexual behavior of her mentor.
“Oh, I beat off all the time too,” Valerie confessed, surprised at how easy it was to ‘fess up like this to a younger woman she hardly even knew. “I love getting off like that. You know yourself down there better than anyone. My orgasms that way, they’re the strongest.”
“Mine too,” Megan said. “Anything special about how, when, where you like to beat off? I’m kind of curious. I hope you don’t mind. I’m going to be a psych major and I guess I’m just fascinated by all aspects of human behavior”
“Oh, I don’t mind at all. That’s what a mentor is supposed to be for, right? To answer questions, all sorts of questions. So to answer your question, lately I’ve been doing it a lot when I take a shower. Or when I’m out somewhere and I start to feel horny? I go take a leak and then, before I pull up my panties, I get myself off.”
They looked at each other and then started laughing.
“Listen to us, the way we’re talking!” Valerie said, rather amazed at their openness, their frankness about these intimate matters.
“Let’s keep talking, then,” Megan urged. “Tell me more. Give me the low down on how you masturbate. Got any special tricks, techniques?”
There she was again, Megan always being curious about the behavior of others.
“Naturally I use my fingers, and I got a vibrator I sometimes like to use. How about you?”
“Same thing. Mainly my fingers, but like you, I got a vibrator.”
They described their vibrators to each other, and talked a little about how they liked to use them. Valerie’s was one of those massage-type units you press against your pussy, against your clit. But Megan’s was the type that’s shaped like a cock which you can stick inside yourself if you want.
“Do you like to do anything special when you beat off?” Megan asked Valerie.
“Once in a while I look at dirty videos, but mainly I just fantasize. How about you?”
“Oh I fantasize a lot, too,” Megan told her. “And sometimes I like to look at myself in the mirror when I do it. And play with my nipples. I guess I must be a narcissist or something. That’s what being a model must’ve done to me.”
“I know what you mean about looking at yourself. I like to beat off in my bathroom, because there’s a mirror on the bathroom door, opposite the toilet, and I can sit there and look at myself while I strum my clit.”
“Oh yeah,” Megan said. “Me and my clit are best friends.”
“That’s the way I feel about my clit!” Valerie said, chuckling.
“Did you ever get caught doing that? Beating off?” Megan asked her.
“Oh yeah, once my older brother walked in on me doing it. I was so into it, so close, that I didn’t even hear him come to the door. He just stood there and watched me get myself off. Only afterwards did I look up and see him standing there.”
“That must’ve been wild.”
“I mean I was so embarrassed at first,” Valerie continued “But then, looking down at his jeans, I could see he had himself a hardon. So I made Richard jerk himself off in front of me while I beat off a second time in front of him, this time knowing he was watching.”
“That’s pretty freaky.”
Valerie took another sip of coffee.
“You know, I don’t share such intimacies with just any old Freshman.”
“I should hope not,” Megan said as they both laughed.
“How about you? Were you ever caught?” Valerie asked.
“Nothing like what happened to you, with your brother. Just my mom walked in on me once. I was real embarrassed too. But my mom was so cool about it, saying she used to masturbate all the time when she was younger. And still did. Especially since she wasn’t getting it enough from my dad. I was shocked, my mom admitting that to me.”
“I have a confession to make,” Valerie said. “I masturbated just before I came to meet you this morning.”
“No shit! I meant to, but I was running late,” Megan said. “And now all this talk, it’s making me hot. It’s making me feel like beating off right now.”
“Well, there’s the Ladies Room,” Valerie said, pointing to it.
“I think I’ll wait until I’m back in my dorm.”
The waitress brought the bill and Valerie paid. Then she suggested they walk around the campus and Valerie would point out different spots to Megan.
“And this is Greek Row,” Valerie said when they got to a street lined with old elm trees and big mansions which were now fraternity and sorority houses. Greek letter flags were blowing in the wind.
“Greek Row, huh?” Megan said. “Do they call it that because this is where you come to get fucked up the ass? Where co-eds come to get cornholed?”
Valerie laughed.
“I should’ve figured you’d know that meaning of ‘Greek’,” she said. “And it’s funny you should mention that because I have a little story to tell you, Megan.”
They walked a hundred feet and Valerie pointed out a sorority house to Megan, a big, old Victorian building.
“I heard from someone that they do a really kinky initiation over there for the new pledges,” Valerie said, piquing Megan’s interest.
“Oh yeah? Tell me about it.”
“Well it seems they bring the new pledges into this room and make them take off all their clothes,” Valerie said, lowering her voice even though there was no need to that here on the street. “Then the members of the sorority march in, all naked. And each one has a dildo strapped to herself. They line up all the pledges, making them get down on the floor on elbows and knees. Then each of the sorority sisters makes her way down the line of pledges and fucks every one of them first in the cunt, and then right up the ass, too. That’s when they tell them they’re now officially ‘Greek,’ when they have the first of those dildos buried up their butts, when those pledges get cornholed. And most of those pledges have never even been fucked in the ass until then. Some have never been fucked at all, they’re still virgins!”
Megan’s head began to spin as she heard this outrageous piece of campus gossip. Valerie was amazed at herself, amazed that she’d be sharing this with a Freshman, one she hardly even knew. But there was something about Megan that made her want to open up.
“Wow!” Megan said. “That’s really something. I’d never join a sorority, that just ain’t my thing. But this initiation sure sounds pretty wild. Almost makes you want to pledge.”
Valerie looked at Megan with intrigued eyes.
“It’d almost want to make you pledge, huh?” Valerie said, probing.
“Yeah, sure seems like it could be fun,” Megan said.
“Are you bisexual by any chance?” Valerie thought she’d ask, figuring Megan sure didn’t seem like she’d want to keep any secrets.
“As a matter of fact I am,” Megan said, looking Valerie straight in the eye, a frank and meaningful look. “How about you?”
“Yep, I am too,” Valerie said.
“Then that’s another thing we have in common,” Megan said with a sassy smile. “We both masturbate all the time, and we’re bisexual.”
“Hmmmmh,” Valerie purred. “Very interesting.”
They walked a little longer, then Valerie turned to Megan.
“I told you I don’t live in the dorms,” she said. “Me and my roommate got us an apartment at the end of last semester. It’s just about a block from here, from where we are. Feel like going over there and seeing it?”
“Sure,” Megan said, looking straight into Valerie’s eyes. “Maybe I can even excuse myself and use your bathroom. And finally beat off like I’ve been wanting to all morning.”
Valerie laughed, loving Megan’s uninhibited frankness.
“Hey, you don’t have to lock yourself in the bathroom if you want to beat off,” she joked, taking hold of Megan’s elbow. “In fact, you don’t have to beat off at all. I can think of better ways for you to get off, if that’s what you feel like doing.”
“Really?” Megan smiled, knowing exactly what Valerie was hinting at. “That sounds very interesting indeed.”
A few minutes later they were inside Valerie’s apartment. The moment the door was closed Valerie turned to Megan and the two of them wrapped their arms around each other, pressing their bodies close, looking into each others’ burning eyes as Valerie brought her lips to Megan’s. The two, Megan, the new student and Valerie, her mentor, kissed now with an instant, scorching passion, lips opening, hot breath fusing, tongues entwining.
There was a couch next to where they stood, and they fell back on it, their lips never parting, hands now drifting all over each others’ bodies, exploring.
Finally they pulled their lips back to catch their breath.
“I guess all that talk about masturbating and stuff had an effect, huh?” Valerie panted.
“And telling me about that initiation,” Megan said, sliding her hand under Valerie’s skirt, up her thigh, to feel that the crotch of her panties was thoroughly soaked!
“How about we undress?” Valerie whispered breathlessly.
“Let’s,” Megan said, sliding her fingers under the elastic of Valerie’s drenched panty crotch, feeling her pussy. Valerie closed her eyes and sighed deeply when she felt Megan’s fingers dig into her private parts.
Staring at each other, they quickly took off their clothes, keenly eyeing the exposed bodies. Megan had the figure of a model, slender and tall with subtle curves and ver modest, though exceptionally well-formed breasts. Valerie was built not so differently from Megan, though her hips were rounder, her breasts fuller. Both had stunning bodies, and they knew it too, happy to expose themselves to one another like this.
Then they fell back of the couch, naked now, the smooth, warm skin of one pressing against the smooth, warm skin of the other. Fingers drifted between legs, grazed over stiffened nipples as they resumed their passionate kiss.
“Never thought this would be part of being a mentor,” Valerie said, pulling back, smiling at Megan.
“And I never expected to be mentored in quite this way,” she said as she slid a finger up into Valerie’s moist, creamy vagina. Just then she felt one of Valerie’s fingers probing her down there, inside her body. Inside her young, aroused not yet quite twenty year old body! She’d been feeling turned on since she woke up. As she had told Valerie, she wanted get herself off before meeting her but saw she was running late. Then the talk with Valerie drifted to the topic if sex. That only heightened her arousal. And when they confessed to each other that they were bi, and Valerie suggested Megan come up and see her place, Megan knew it would lead to something like this, to something like the two of them tearing off their clothes and anxiously digging their fingers up each others’ pussies as they kissed breathlessly.
Suddenly Valerie pulled her lips from Megan’s and dropped her face to Megan’s breasts. Megan may have had very modest breasts, but each was topped by a big, stiff nipple. Valerie wanted a taste of those nipples now, sensually licking and sucking them in turn as Megan played with Valerie’s tits with one hand while never letting up on the probing of her cunt with the other.
“What’s your favorite number?” Valerie asked suddenly, with a sexy, knowing smile.
“My favorite number is definitely sixty-nine,” Megan said, an excited smile lighting up her own face.
“Here, you stretch out on your back,” Valerie told Megan, getting up off the couch and tossing aside the big cushions so Megan would have more room.
Then Valerie got on top of Megan, Megan spreading her legs wide as Valerie dropped her face between them. And looking up, Megan gazed at a lovely panorama, Valerie’s pussy inches above her face.
“Dig in and enjoy!” Valerie said, looking back one more time at Megan.
And that’s just what Valerie and Megan now did. They both dug in and enjoyed. Megan ran her tongue all over Valerie’s pretty, damp vulva, then slid that tongue inside, where she had just been probing with her fingers. Down below, Valerie was doing the same to Megan in this perfect act of reciprocity. Megan didn’t really like doing sixty-nine with guys that much. The groove was different, a pussy responded differently than a cock. But she loved performing the act with other babes. And Valerie here sure knew what she was doing.
As she licked Valerie’s pussy, Megan couldn’t help staring at what was so vividly exposed right above that pussy, Valerie’s pretty little anus. With all that earlier talk about ‘Greek,’ the exposed wrinkled jewel was now deeply alluring to her. And so she moved her tongue away form Valerie’s vulva and brought it an inch higher, licking her asshole now, wondering what Valerie would think of that intimate caress.
“Yes!” Valerie hissed, obviously enjoying the sensation of Megan’s tongue pressing against her sphincter.
It was a little more difficult for Valerie, with Megan being below her, but she, too, managed to wedge her face between Megan’s buttocks so she could have a taste of the Freshman’s anal morsel.
For the next minute they licked each other’s asses as they fingered one another’s cunts.
“Mmmmmmh, I love Greek food,” Valerie said, finally pulling away and bringing her lips back to Megan’s pussy.
“Me too,” Megan said. “And now I know they happen to serve real tasty Greek food at Chez Valerie.”
The cunt lapping resumed in earnest now until Megan began to feel Valerie’s thighs quiver against her cheeks, could hear a deep, muffled moaning begin to rise from her chest. This told Megan that Valerie was close. And she too felt she was close, very close.
With a sixth sense for this sort of thing even though they had never made love before, until this morning been strangers, they now licked each other’s clits in precisely the right way, with just the right amount of pressure, the right tempo. That’s one reason both of them had become bi. Not because they had this deep yearning for women as opposed to men, but for the smooth intimacy and pleasure one woman could so easily feel at the hands — and lips — of another.
Suddenly both of them were panting and groaning, their sighs masked by their cunnilingual absorption. With lips pressed to pussies, tongues licking clits, their two bodies trembled, covered with a fine glaze of sweat, the sweat of arousal.
And then it happened.
“Oh my God!” Valerie howled as her whole body shook in sudden, intense orgasmic release. Then immediately she brought her tongue back to Megan’s swollen clit.
“That’s it! Like that! There!” Megan panted as she concentrated on her pleasure. And then, like steam suddenly rising from a kettle that’s come to a boil, an orgasm of the most exquisite intensity shook Megan to the rafters, her body convulsing wildly under Valerie’s.
“Oh wow!” Valerie whispered in amazement as the spasms of Megan’s climax continued for many moments longer.
Now Valerie turned around and curled up against Megan.
“Man, you really got off, didn’t you?” she said to the Freshman. “No wonder you were talking about how you needed to beat off and stuff.”
“You didn’t do so bad yourself,” Megan said, bringing her lips to Valerie’s, both pairs of lips creamy from one another’s womanly essence.
They dressed and relaxed, talking casually about their lives. Now that they’d had sex, they both felt even more open with each other.
Valerie had just brewed a fresh pot of coffee and was bringing it in to serve Megan when there the door opened.
“Hi,” said a cute, perky blonde, surprised to see Megan there.
“Uh– hi, Kristen–” Valerie said, a touch nervously, then turned to Megan. “Megan, this is my roommate Kristen. And Kristen, this is the Freshman I’m mentoring, the one I told you I’d be meeting today.”
“Well, I see you two have met,” Kristen said with a strangely knowing smile which made Megan squirm a little on the couch.
Then Kristen walked off and Valerie followed her, turning to Megan.
“I just need to talk to Kristen a moment.”
It made Megan wonder. She remembered how earlier, when they were talking about boyfriends and lovers, Valerie had mentioned that she was living with someone. Later she talked about her roommate. Were roommate and lover one and the same, Megan wondered? Especially now that she knew Valerie was bisexual? But if they were lovers, why did Valerie bring Megan back here and make love to her?
A minute later Valerie returned.
“You’re probably wondering just who Kristen is,” she said, sitting down next to Megan. “Before I told you I was living with someone, and then later that I had this roommate. Well Kristen’s that someone. She’s also kind of my girlfriend these days. I didn’t say before she was a woman, because I didn’t know you were–
“– bisexual,” Megan said, completing her sentence for her.
“That’s right,” Valerie continued. “We share this place and we mess around and stuff, me and Kristen, but we’re both free to go out with others. We agreed upon that when we moved in together. Kristen’s a lesbian and she knows I’m bi. She knows I go out with guys and I know she sees other women. And that I can too if I feel like it. So I told her that you and I had just made it. I knew it would be cool with her.”
Megan smiled to herself. This was a little strange, but then again the whims of human behavior were what interested her so much. These two roommates and sometime lovers had obviously worked out an arrangement that suited them both.
“She’s a townie, she works in a beauty shop. Does nails,” Valerie explained. “She had to drop out of high school and get a job to help support six younger brothers and sisters.”
Megan had a feeling Kristen wasn’t a University student. She had that blue-collar look about her, with the casual ponytail and the way she was chewing her gum. Megan came from a blue collar background herself and was here, at the University, on a scholarship. She knew what hard times and needing to make a buck were all about. That’s one reason she took time off to work as a model. It wasn’t so much for the glamour, as for the paycheck. So right away Megan had a good feeling about Kristen, just as she’d had about Valerie. Plus Kristen sure was cute, a blue-eyed blonde with a strong body and a gorgeous face. Here, in the upper Midwest, a lot of people were of Scandinavian ancestry, and Kristen sure fit the bill. Even that name — Kristen — was Danish or Swedish originally, Megan thought.
“I’m gonna take a shower,” Kristen announced, peeking in. “I feel all funky and stuff. Then I’ll come join you guys.”
A few minutes after Kristen began to shower, Megan realized how badly she needed to take a piss. She’d needed to pee since they’d left that breakfast joint. But since the sparks got to flying so fast once they got to Valerie’s place, Megan never had a chance to relieve herself. Now she was reminded just how much she need to go.
“I need to take a piss awful bad,” she said to Valerie. “Is there another bathroom?”
“No,” Valerie said. “But you can go in there. Kristen’s in the shower and she usually takes a long time. You can go ahead and pee with her in there.”
“If that’s alright?” Megan said, standing up.
“Sure, go pee,” Valerie said, waving her on.
So Megan went inside, dropped her jeans and panties to her ankles, planted herself on the toilet seat and started to pee.
Right then, just as she began to urinate, Kristen suddenly turned off the shower, pulled the curtain aside, and stepped out of the tub, naked and dripping wet. Naturally, the first thing she saw was her roommate’s young advisee sitting there, relieving herself.
And what greeted Megan’s eyes was the smooth, pale and very wet body of this freshly cleansed blonde manicurist.
“Oops, I didn’t know you were in here,” Kristen said, grabbing a towel and staring to dry herself off.
“I’m sorry, but I just couldn’t wait,” Megan explained. “All that coffee–”
“That’s okay, you just go ahead and piss,” Kristen said, looking down to where a strong stream of urine was leaving Megan’s bush. While Kristen stared right down at it unabashedly, Megan didn’t make any move to conceal what she was doing. They just gazed at each other, one pissing, the other drying herself off.
Down to just a trickle, Megan clumped up some toilet paper and reached between her legs to dry herself off.
“Hi there, you two,” Valerie said, sauntering into the bathroom to join them and have herself a look. The door to the bathroom had been left wide open. The roommates watched Megan finish wiping herself off. Then she pulled up her panties and jeans, and zipped up.
“Say?” Kristen said, stepping up to Megan. “Now that you’ve wiped your pussy dry, maybe you can help me dry off mine?”
“Yeah,” Valerie said. “Kristen always likes it when I help her dry off after she showers. So maybe today you can do the honors, Megan?”
“Maybe I can,” Megan said, staring into the tall blonde’s pale blue eyes, taking the big fluffy terry cloth towel from her hands. Now Megan was learning something else, learning that she and her lover-roommate liked to share.
Kristen asked for help drying off her pussy, so that’s exactly where Megan started, working the towel between Kristen’s legs as she spread her thighs to give Megan room, pushing her mound against the towel in Megan’s hand.
“Uh huh, dry it off!” Kristen purred as Megan looked over at Valerie, who stood in the doorway with a very approving smile on her face.
“Now let’s get back in here, shall we,” Megan said, working the towel between Kristen’s wet, pale buttocks.
“Ooooh, yeah!” Kristen purred excitedly, making no pretense that this was just an effort to help dry herself off after her shower, pushing back on Megan’s hand as she worked some of the fluffy towel into her crack. Megan took her time drying off the blonde, finishing with her bottom then bringing the towel up to dry off Kristen’s big, firm breasts, bigger than Valerie’s, which were quite full themselves, and much bigger than Megan’s own.
“I think you’re all nice and dry now,” Megan finally said, hanging the towel up on a hook.
“Thanks for helping,” Kristen said, staring Megan in the eye with her big, blue ones, standing there totally naked, a vision of pure Nordic beauty.
Now Valerie got behind her lover, and reached around to cup her full breasts, running two fingertips across the nipples as Megan and Kristen just stared at each other.
“You know, Kris,” Valerie said to her. “Megan over here has a really tasty pussy, and she sure knows how to eat one, too.”
“I bet!” Kristen panted.
“Why don’t we go into the living room,” Valerie said, leading a naked Kristen there with Megan following.
Valerie pushed Kristen down on the couch and she immediately spread her legs wide. Then Valerie knelt down on the rug in front of her roommate and started to eat her pussy.
“Yeah! That’s it! Uh huh!” Kristen gasped the moment she felt Valerie’s tongue. Megan just watched. Of course she would’ve loved a taste of the sexy blonde for herself, but she knew she wouldn’t until she was invited to do so. After all, Megan couldn’t be sure what exactly the relationship between these two was when there was a third woman present. So she figured she’d better follow Valerie’s lead.
And soon Valerie turned to Megan.
“Feel like having some for yourself?” she asked.
“Love to!” Megan said, eagerly dropping to her knees next to Valerie to take over the muffdiving tasks. But first she just stared at the blonde’s pussy. It was all pink and perfectly formed, nesting in a thick bush of golden curls. It glistened both from arousal and from Valerie’s enthusiastic tongue work, and the clit stood there boldly, begging for attention. And attend to it Megan did, bringing her tongue down to the exposed vulva, as Kristen ran her excited fingers through Megan’s hair, pressing her face down against her burning flesh, eager for the sweet, sensual contact.
“Go on, eat it!” Valerie hissed in Megan’s ear, thrilled to see this new Freshman advisee of hers going down on her roommate, a half hour after she and Megan had gone down on each other.
Megan loved this, and she’d done it a few times before, joining two or more sluts for a cunnilingual feast. One of her old girlfriends liked to call these pussy parties.
“Oh God! Oh yes! Oh shit!!!” Kristen cried out, and Megan knew she was right on the edge. It was fitting. Megan and Valerie had just enjoyed two sumptuous climaxes. And then Kristen came home from work, all funky and needing to shower. It was definitely her turn to get off and now she was about to do just that.
“Oh fuck! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!” she howled, her body quivering as though she were having a seizure or something. Finally Megan pulled her face back, looking at the blonde in amazement, the explosive intensity of her orgasm a sight to behold, the sweet taste of her pussy on Megan’s lips.
Kristen just lay there on the couch, naked and limp, panting to catch her breath.
“Shit! That was really something else,” Kristen said to Megan as Valerie stood there with a big grin on her face, loving how all this had turned out. The arousing sex talk with the young Freshman, whom she’d just met that morning. Then the invitation to come up and visit, which both knew well would quickly lead to sex. And then the unexpected arrival of the roommate, who quickly made it a threesome.
Valerie and Megan were all dressed, while Kristen was naked. Somehow that was arousing, for the two of them to be clothed while the blonde, freshly showered and just brought to a climax, luxuriated there in the splendor of her nudity.
Kristen had caught her breath and now was eyeing Megan closely, the young beauty who had first dried her off, and then gotten her off so intensely. She had heard this Freshman whom her roommate was supposed to be mentoring had been a model, but she wasn’t prepared for just how beautiful Megan would be. Now she just ran her eyes over the sleek and slender twenty year old, taking in all her charms.
Megan had gotten dressed, but she had never put back on her socks and running shoes. Now Kristen lowered her gaze to Megan’s exposed feet, staring at them.
“Here, sit down on the couch,” Kristen said, making room for Megan as she herself knelt on the rug.
Then Kristen took hold of one of Megan’s feet and lifted it.
“You have really gorgeous feet, did you know that?” Kristen said.
As a matter of fact, Megan did know that. She’d received many compliments on those perfectly shaped feet of hers, topped off with the perfectly polished nails, lacquered a hue that was all the rage then. Her feet were so outstanding that she even had a few opportunities to work as a foot model, modeling stockings and sandals.
“I do nails, Valerie must’ve told you,” Kristen said. “Manicures and pedicures both. So I see plenty of feet. And yours are definitely a ten plus. And you know how to do your nails, or did someone do them for you?”
“No, I did them myself.”
“Wow, they’re great,” Kristen said, holding the foot in her hand, rubbing it sensually with her fingers, staring at the perfectly trimmed and polished nails.
Now Megan began to think that Kristen wasn’t just appreciating her pretty, well-formed feet from the perspective of a pedicurist. She’d heard about foot fetishists, people who really got off on feet. Could Kristen have been one of these? Megan had never particularly thought about feet, her own or others’, in a sexual way. But now that this blonde beauty was holding hers in her hand, staring at it, massaging it tenderly, Megan couldn’t help feeling herself becoming aroused.
Kristen lifted the foot to her face.
“Mmmmmh, such beautiful feet,” she purred, kissing the foot, kissing it gently all over as Valerie watched closely, that ever-approving smile on her face. Megan looked over at Valerie and smiled to herself, thinking her mentor couldn’t have been more perfect!
Now Kristen began to lick Megan’s foot, starting with the ankle and working her way to the sole, finally making her way to her toes, licking each one.
“Kristen has thing for pretty female feet,” Valerie said. As if Megan didn’t know! Megan had noticed that Valerie herself had lovely feet. So she imagined that her mentor had those feet of hers eagerly tended to many times by this fetishist lover of hers.
Then Kristen began to suck her toes, each one in turn, slowly and sensually, looking Megan straight in the eye as she went down on her toes. When she was finished with one foot, she lifted the other to her face and repeated the process.
Down on her knees, licking her feet and sucking her toes, Megan figured Kristen had a submissive edge to her. Several women she’d had sex with had such an edge. And Megan, with a bit of a dominant streak herself, appreciated such slavish devotion now and then.
“So you like sucking on my toes, huh?” she said.
“Yes, I love it!” Kristen panted breathlessly.
Now Megan dragged her foot down from Kristen’s face, slowly, down her neck to her breasts as Kristen panted with increasing excitement. Valerie sat next to Megan, watching all this closely as Megan took one of Kristen’s stiff nipples between two toes and pinched it.
“Oh God!” Kristen gasped breathlessly as she felt that. Now Kristen took hold of Megan’s perfect little foot and brought it down over her stomach, between her legs, working Megan’s big toe into her pussy. Megan was amazed at what she was doing. She had tongued and fingered plenty of pussies, but never before had she toe-fucked one! Plus, she had just eaten that pussy and gotten Kristen off. Now Kristen was all charged up again, panting as Megan worked her toe into her vagina.
“She loves that,” Valerie said. “Sometimes, when she’s extra good, I give her a treat and play with her like that with my foot.”
All Kristen was doing was gasping and panting, thrusting her pelvis against Megan’s foot, wanting that toe deep inside her. Megan even managed to work the adjoining toe inside, along with the big one, her first experience foot-fucking a babe.
“And by the way, Kristen’s very multi-orgasmic,” Valerie explained, letting Megan know that her toe work could lead to another climax, or several more.
Megan really got into the groove seeing how unbelievably excited the blonde was getting. So suddenly she pulled her toes out of Kristen’s cunt and brought her foot up to her mouth. Kristen groaned as she greedily took those toes in her mouth and sucked on them, sucked them now that they were all wet with her vaginal juices.
Then Megan brought her foot down again and resumed toe-fucking the lust-crazed blonde.
She was sopping wet down there, the lavish flow seeping down further into her crack. This gave Megan another idea, so she pulled her toe out and brought it an inch lower, pressing it against Kristen’s sphincter.
“Oh shit!” Kristen gasped when she felt the pressure of Megan’s toe against her anal entrance.
“Yeah, do it to her!” Valerie hissed encouragingly, watching all this very, very closely, thrilled beyond belief by what her Freshman advisee was doing to her lover.
And then Megan jammed that big toe of hers right into Kristen’s ass, the tight band of her sphincter gripping the toe as Megan forced it inside.
“You like having my toe in your ass?” Megan teased.
“I love it!” Kristen cried out.
Then Kristen again pulled the toe out of herself and brought it up to her face, sucking on it greedily.
“Look it you, Kristen, I just stuck that big toe up your tight ass, and now there you are licking and sucking it,” Megan said.
“That’s because I’m such a slut!”
“Yes, you are a slut,” Megan said as Valerie looked on in utter delight, loving the way Megan was reading her lover’s carnal cravings.
Though this was new to Megan, shoving her toe up a hot babe’s asshole, back in New York, during the year she worked as a model and shared an apartment with several other models, all those babes managed to try out their share of foul and depraved sex games.
Having now sucked Megan’s toe after it had delved into her orifices, Kristen brought Megan’s foot down between her buns again and worked it back inside her ass.
“I gotta get some of this,” Valerie said, suddenly ripping off all her clothes. “With Kristen it always has to be my foot and her cunt and ass and mouth. That’s the only way she wants it.”
With her penchant for probing human behavior, Megan could understand this. If someone wanted to be submissive, wanted to be done to, often that was the only way it could be with them. It had to be a one-way street, otherwise the fantasy would be blown. That’s probably why Kristen refused to dominate Valerie with a dose of forceful foot sex of her own. But what was Valerie up to, Megan wondered? What was she doing by tearing off all her clothes and saying that ‘she’s gotta have some’ of it too?
Megan soon found out as Valerie stretched out all nice and naked on the rug next to Kristen. Then she pulled Megan’s toe out of the blonde’s ass and brought it up to her mouth, sucking the toe which had just been buried up her lover’s anal passage.
“I see we got two sluts here, not just one,” Megan said with a sassy smile, gladly feeding her mentor her big toe.
Now Valerie brought Megan’s foot between her open legs and helped Megan work a couple of toes into her cunt.
“Oh yeah! Fuck my cunt with your foot!” Valerie hissed. “I’ve been wanting someone to do that to me so much, since I started doing it to Kristen.”
Megan was one of those who liked to try both ends of a sex act, she liked to do, as well as to be done to. Valerie was probably the same. So after doing Kristen a bunch of times with her foot, Valerie must’ve hankered to feel a foot probing her own eager orifices. But Kristen was not the one to oblige her on this score. Megan, however, was.
“I want it now some more,” Kristen whined, pulling Megan’s foot away from between her lover’s legs and bringing it back between her own.
“Don’t you sluts be too greedy, remember I have two feet,” Megan reminded them, working a couple of toes of her right foot back up into Kristen’s snatch again while extending her left foot between Valerie’s legs as Valerie grabbed the ankle and forced two of Megan’s toes up into her cunt.
Megan stared down at the two roommates as they gazed back up at her, their legs wide open, thrusting their pelvises against Megan’s perfectly gorgeous feet, enjoying simultaneous foot fucks courtesy of this stunning young beauty.
Now Megan pulled out both feet and brought them lower, reinserting her right big toe into Kristen’s anus and now inserting her left toe up Valerie’s asshole, the asshole she had so ravenously devoured when the two of them were coiled up in their “69” coupling.
She looked down, amazed at what she was doing, the big toes of her two feet jammed up between the buttocks of two foxy sex freaks. Megan knew that she herself was a sex freak. But she hadn’t bargained on running into two other avid sex freaks so soon, just a few days after arriving on campus. She smiled to herself, figuring the Orientation office hadn’t quite bargained on this either when they selected Valerie as Megan’s mentor!
“You squeezing Megan’s toe the way you squeeze mine when I do it to you?” Valerie asked her lover.
“No, but I will,” Kristen said and then Megan could feel her tightening the band of her sphincter around her toe as, at the same time, Valerie tightened her sphincter around Megan’s other toe.
Megan had never done this, used her feet in a sexual act. But now that she was doing it, she saw she herself was in danger of becoming something of a foot fetishist herself. This was fun! And it was hot!
Now Megan suddenly pulled her toes out of their butts and brought them up to their faces to suck again. Then she worked them back in one more time as first Valerie, then Kristen, began to rub their own pussies while Megan kept toe-fucking their assholes.
Then Megan pulled her toes out of their bottoms yet another time.
“Watch this,” she said bringing her right foot up to her own face. Then, twisting her leg she began to suck that toe, the one she had just pulled out of Kristen’s ass. Then up came the other toe, the one that had been inside Valerie, and suddenly it was between Megan’s lips.
“Holy shit, look what’s doing!” Kristen gasped.
“She told me she does Yoga,” Valerie told her roommate.
And that’s not all Megan had told her. She’d also told Valerie how she’d been on the gymnastics team in high school. And was a finalist in the state championships. That ability to move her limbs so nimbly was one thing that attracted the modeling agencies to her. And it was that same ability which now made it easy for Megan to suck her own toes, toes she’d just been eagerly digging up two hot, tight females asses!
Valerie and Kristen were fully naked, laying there on the rug with their legs spread wide, but though Megan’s feet were bare, that was the only part of her that was unclothed. Valerie thought it was about time for Megan to get down to her birthday suit again. After all, Kristen never got to see Megan in all her sleek, naked glory.
“Take your clothes off,” Valerie said, standing up. “And I’m going to be right back.”
As Kristen stared at her with those pale blue eyes, eyes which, though of a cool hue, burned with sizzling lustfulness, Megan slowly took off her clothes. Then spread apart her legs to show off her pussy.
Kristen couldn’t wait. She knew her roommate had devoured this cunt. Now she had to have some herself. So she dived right in and began to feast. Earlier, when she had glimpsed that pussy, piss was pouring out of it. Now Kristen had her tongue pressed against the creamy membranes.
“Look what I got,” Valerie said, holding up a strap-on dildo. Megan stared at it, and Kristen pulled her face away from between Megan’s legs to have a look.
“I told Megan what I heard about that Sorority initiation down on Greek Row,” Valerie said to Kristen. Then Valerie explained how when they had gotten down to the Row, Megan has jokingly asked whether this was where you came to get your ass fucked. That’s what made her tell Megan about that Sorority dildo initiation.
“After I first heard about that, and told Kristen,” Valerie said to Megan. “We got really turned on. And so we ordered one of these from a company that advertises in one of Kristen’s dyke magazines.”
“My magazines?” Kristen said, “What about you? You love looking at all those lezzies gobbling each other up.”
“Anyway,” Valerie said, ignoring Kristen. “we got one of these and I’ve been using it on Kristen ever since in arrived in the mail.”
“You like having Valerie fuck you with her rubber dick?” Megan teased.
“Uh huh, I love it,” she purred. “Especially when she screws me in the ass.”
“Yeah,” Valerie said. “Forget about Greek Row. This is where you come to get fucked up the ass.”
“Well fuck mine, then!” Megan hissed, eager to have Valerie drive the full length of that rubber cock up into her rectum. “Strap it on and show me how you do it. First my pussy, then my ass, just like at that Sorority.”
Megan had played with dildos before, but never with a strap-on like this. So now Valerie showed her just so much fun you could have with a strap-on. She attached it to herself as Megan lay down on the rug, spreading her legs wide. Then Valerie got between those long, lithe legs of Megan’s and fucked the shit out of her. Then she turned her over, lubed up her asshole with some nicely scented face cream, and fucked her ass from behind. All the while Kristen just stared at the two of them go at it, mesmerized, beating away at her bush so furiously that her fingers were a blur.
“You feel like trying it now?” Valerie finally asked Megan, unstrapping the dildo and helping Megan attach it to herself. Then Valerie reached for the face cream, slapping a big dab between her own buttocks, then between Kristen’s. Now as the two roommates got down on elbows and knees next to each other, Megan knelt behind them, first fucking foxy, blonde Kristen up the ass, then sodomizing her sexy mentor.
“First your big toe, then that big rubber dick!” Valerie hissed, looking over her shoulder at Megan. “Go on and screw my tight ass!”
“Yeah!” Kristen urged. “Screw it, screw it the way Valerie screws mine every night!”
So Megan happily knelt there behind Valerie, holding onto her hips, driving that rubber cock all the way up her ass with Kristen looking on excitedly, Kristen’s own already having been thoroughly fucked. She wasn’t yet sure she had selected the right University to attend. Only time would tell. But the University had sure selected the right mentor for her!