PROLOGUE: Saturday, October 1
The big day is finally here. Just after midnight, Christine, 39, tells her husband that it’s time. Bill, the High School football coach, drives his very pregnant wife to Valley Vista General Hospital. Two hours later, as Christine’s contractions become more frequent and insistent, her friend Tracey, 34, is jolted awake by a stabbing contraction of her own. Tracey’s hubby drives her to the hospital and soon, both women are in a race to see who will give birth first. Both of their husbands have been dreading this moment of truth; they’ve heard all the rumors about the New Year’s Eve gangbang that their wives had with the entire roster of the Valley Vista Warriors football team. Gasping, groaning and grunting as their balls spasmed forcefully, dozens of sweaty, muscular, well hung teenage studs blasted a slimy sea of genetic sludge deep into the babymakers of both women and now here it is, exactly nine months later; the fruits of that epic night of lust are finally about to be harvested. Christine gives birth to a boy at 4:46 AM; Tracey’s baby, also a boy, arrives a half hour later, at 5:17. Later that morning, as the senior Maternity Ward nurse arrives to start her shift, she’s greeted by one of the other nurses, carrying the two babies, one in each arm. “Twins…?” the Head Nurse asks, struck by the amazing resemblance that the two newborns have to each other. “No…two different moms…” the younger nurse assures her with a knowing look…
Friday, October 14. “Wow, dude! This sounds like a really great deal that we’re getting!” Aaron exclaims to J.J. as the two cousins speed along the highway in J.J.’s beat up old compact car. “Dude, it IS a really great deal! We’re getting an apartment right next to campus for the whole weekend! For free!” J.J. replies. J.J., 17, and Aaron, who just turned 16 on Monday, are taking advantage of an in-service day at Valley Vista High to spend a long weekend at Harvest Valley College (HVC), an hour south of home. “It does suck, though, that Steve’s not coming with us…” Aaron observes, remarking the absence of their best friend and fellow stud, redheaded, 16 year old Steve. “No worries, dude. He’s coming down tomorrow. Don’t forget, he’s playing in that big game tonight…” J.J. replies, reminding his cousin that Steve is a star player on the Valley Vista Warriors. “Cool! But what about Megan? She’s already giving me shit about doing this…” Aaron replies, referring to the texts he’s been getting from the temperamental 19 year old girlfriend that he shares with both J.J. and Steve. “I know…she’s been texting me, too, dude, but we got that covered…Steve’s gonna dick her down tonight, after the game!” J.J. replies. “Awesome, dude! Steve gets Megan and we get Olivia!” Aaron exclaims, flashing his braces in a wide grin. “Olivia is good, dude…real good!” J.J. assures his cousin; he’s already fucked Steve’s blonde sorority bimbo girlfriend and can’t wait to bury his bone in her again…
“Yeah, dude! I really need this weekend…I’ve really hit a dry spell…” J.J. confesses to his cousin as they start seeing exit signs for Harvest Valley College. “A dry spell? No way, dude!” Aaron replies, looking at his cousin to make sure that he’s not joking. “Truth, dude…all last week…Every time I texted Megan, she was busy…fucking either you or Steve…” J.J. replies, giving Aaron a sideways glance. “Dude, you shoulda said something…we woulda let you have her for at least one night…” Aaron replies with a mischievous grin. “No worries dude…I got some this week…I hooked up with Emma Tuesday night…” J.J. replies. “Dude! Emma?!? No way!” Aaron exclaims, aghast at the idea; J.J.’s 14 year old neighbor, Emma, is cute but unbelievably annoying and obnoxious. “Dude, it was horrible…my parents went out on their date night, so Emma snuck out of her house and came over…I fucked her until almost midnight and she wouldn’t stop giggling…” J.J. laments, rolling his eyes. “I mean, I drained my balls, but she was so fucking annoying…”
“Nice place, dude!” Aaron exclaims approvingly, looking around the spacious living room of the apartment; located in an off campus high rise, it’s not the cramped, dumpy little hole in the wall that he was expecting. “Yeah, dude! Three bedrooms! Just as long as we don’t trash the place we can do whatever we want!” J.J. replies happily. “So, how long do we have the place? Until tomorrow night?” Aaron asks. “No, dude, that’s the best part! We can stay until Sunday! The dudes who live here are football players and they’re on the road all this weekend…training camp today, the big game against State tomorrow and then some kind of big football conference banquet on Sunday…they won’t be back until Sunday night!” J.J. explains. “Awesome, dude! Yo, wanna go to the library with me? We can scope out some chicks on campus!” Aaron now suggests. “Dude…the library? Seriously…?” J.J. replies, eyeing his cousin quizzically. “Yeah, dude, I’m doing that term paper for my environmental science class and I figure I might as well hit a real college library as long as I’m here…” Aaron replies, heaving a deep sigh. “Dude, you can find most of that shit online…” J.J. replies. “Yeah, I know, but this is Mr. Henson we’re talking about, dude…he wants us to do ‘real research, using books’…” Aaron explains, doing a pitch perfect imitation of the pedantic science teacher’s nasal voice. “Oh yeah, dude, Henson is a real pain in the ass like that…you can probably find some good shit in the library here!” J. J. agrees. “So, you comin’, dude…?” Aaron asks. “Actually, dude…I kinda have plans already…” J.J. replies, flashing a sly tinsel grin at his cousin. “Dude! You dog! You got a chick lined up already?!?” an impressed Aaron exclaims. “It’s Olivia, dude…she’s coming over after class so we can fuck…you wanna hang out until she comes over? We can probably talk her into a threesome!” J.J. suggests. “That’s okay, dude…you have fun! After what you went through with Emma, you need to score some prime pussy all to yourself! I’ve got all weekend to hook up with Olivia!” Aaron replies generously. “You’re the best dude! Does kinda suck, though, that you’re gonna be in the library while I’m having fun…” a grateful J.J. observes. “No worries, dude…I’ll get my research done and I might even meet some chicks!” Aaron responds cheerfully. “Yeah, nerdy chicks with glasses!” J.J. replies in a teasing tone. “A hot nerdy chick with glasses and big tits…like Jessica, dude!” Aaron counters. “Well, good luck, dude! Watch out for those college nerds…they’re wild!” J.J. cautions him. “Yeah and I’m so young…and innocent!” Aaron replies, flashing his braces in a mischievous grin, as he heads out the door…
Hanging out in the apartment watching TV after Aaron leaves, J.J. gets a text from Olivia. The blonde is running late and she won’t be over for at least another half hour. To help fill in the time, the stud decides to go out and buy some condoms. Olivia is Team No Condom and so is he, but he wants to be prepared in case he hooks up with some fussy college chick who insists that he wrap his love worm…
Aaron nears the library. He’s enjoyed the walk across campus; Harvest Valley is a small school, but it’s noted for having tons of hot chicks and the teen stud is not disappointed. He’s scoped out literally dozens of gorgeous chicks, but all the stuck up blonde sorority girls that he really wants to hook up with just ignore him, something he’s not used to back at Valley Vista High. Yo, what’s up with these chicks? How can they not want to fuck me? he asks himself rhetorically, bewildered by the collective cold shoulder that he’s been getting. In no hurry to get to the library, he ducks into a convenience store, buys a supersized drink and sits down on a nearby bench. These chicks are hot! Too bad they’re all so stuck up! he thinks as he sips his drink and scopes out more college pussy. Just then, a passing blonde chick slows her pace and approaches the bench. “Hi! Do you mind if I sit here?” she asks Aaron. “Nah, I don’t mind…you’re cool…” the stud replies, and the girl sits down at the other end of the bench and starts scrolling through her phone. She’s hot, but she looks a little older, Aaron thinks to himself, discreetly scrutinizing the petite blonde. At least she doesn’t seem stuck up like all these sorority chicks…might as well give it a shot, he decides.
Aaron’s just about to make his move when the blonde makes hers. “Taking a break between classes…?” she asks in a friendly tone. “Yeah, gotta take a break sometime….I mean, with taking 21 credits this semester…” Aaron replies in his most nonchalant tone. “Wow! 21 credits! That’s impressive! And I thought I was busy, working on my Ph.D.!” the blonde replies. “You’re getting your Ph.D.? Cool! What are you getting it in?” Aaron asks, genuinely impressed; far from an intellectual himself, the stud finds himself strangely drawn to brainy chicks and now he also knows why this girl looks a little older than the average college student. “In psychology…and it’s a lot of work! I’ve got two seminars this afternoon, plus two interviews tonight!” the blonde replies. “Interviews? You mean, like, job interviews…?” the stud asks. “No, I’m interviewing subjects as part of the research that I’m doing for my thesis…” she replies. “Oh, wow, that sounds cool!” Aaron exclaims; this chick really has her shit together! he can’t help thinking to himself. ‘It is! It’s very interesting…and actually…I think you’d make a good subject…a VERY good subject for my research!” the blonde replies. “Me…? For a psych research project…? Yo, I’m not crazy…” Aaron demurs, flashing his boyish grin. “Oh, no, it’s nothing like that…I’m just collecting data from a cross section of male subjects between the ages of 18 and 25…you are over 18, I hope…I mean, you look like you’re probably a freshman…” she asks him. “I’m almost 18…in another month…is that cool…?” Aaron asks hopefully, adding almost two years to his actual age. “Hmmm…that’s close enough, I guess…nobody’s going to know, anyway…” the girl murmurs to herself, checking the calendar on her phone. “I’ve got an opening at 2 o’clock tomorrow afternoon; can you make it?” she asks. “Ummm…I don’t know…” Aaron replies hesitantly. She is pretty hot, but I don’t wanna spend the whole afternoon talking about boring shit, the stud reflects. “It’ll only be 15 minutes…I think you can give me some really useful data!” the blonde reassures him. “Ummm…okay…” Aaron finally agrees. “Awesome! I’m at 347 Birch Street, Apartment 5C…see you tomorrow at 2! Oh, and I’m Michelle, by the way!” the blonde introduces herself, almost as an afterthought. “And I’m Aaraon…I’ll be there!” the stud assures her…
The elevator stops at the lobby, the door opens and J.J. takes a step forward. Immediately, he collides with someone trying to get on the elevator. “Yo, my bad…” the stud apologizes and then stops short. The person that he’s run into is a girl and a very attractive one at that. A brunette, she’s not that much older than J.J., but she’s far better dressed than the average college student, wearing a tight fitting blue dress and black high heeled pumps. Before J.J. can even wonder why the chick is all dressed up, she unleashes a frantic verbal onslaught. “Is this 234 Ash Street? Are you him? I mean, the guy I’m supposed to meet…oh, but you can’t be him! And I lost my phone…I can’t even text anybody! What am I going to do…?” the girl babbles in a distraught voice. “Yo, chill…everything’s going to be okay…fact is, I’m waiting for a chick to show up here…” the quick thinking J.J. answers truthfully. “You are? That’s wonderful! So, then you are the guy I’m supposed to meet!” the girl responds excitedly. “I’m supposed to give you this!” she exclaims, handing J.J. a small, sealed envelope. “Yo, so tell me again what this is all about…” the stud now asks, as he accepts the envelope. “I thought you knew…” the girl replies, looking suddenly crestfallen. “Yeah, of course I know, but I just want to make sure that you know…I mean, I gotta make sure that you’re really the chick that I’m waiting for…” the stud replies cagily. “I’m rushing Delta Alpha Gamma Delta sorority and they told me to get all dressed up and meet this fraternity guy from Alpha Sigma Sigma at 234 Ash Street, give him that envelope and then follow whatever instructions are contained in it,” the brunette replies in a crisp, businesslike tone. “And I’m the dude! Let’s go upstairs to my office!” J.J. replies, ushering her into the elevator…
A few blocks away, Chaz the frat boy decides to pack it in. This chick was supposed to meet me here at 432 Ash Street a half hour ago! he grumbles to himself. And now she’s not even answering my texts…looks like she flaked. I’m outta here…
J.J. has learned a lot about the girl he ran into down in the lobby; she’s been talking almost non-stop on the elevator ride up to the fifth floor. Her name is Nancy, she’s a 19 year old sophomore, she unsuccessfully rushed 3 sororities in her freshman year and is now determined to get into Delta Alpha Gamma Delta no matter what it takes. She’s hot! the stud notes approvingly; with luxuriant dark brown hair cascading down past her shoulders and bright blue eyes, her body hugging dress shows off her bountiful tits and shapely ass to full advantage. Standing 5’5, her height is boosted an additional 5 inches by her stiletto pumps, making her slightly taller than the 5’7 stud. The elevator doors open on the 5th floor, the pair step out and J.J. starts leading the way to the apartment. “Wait! I thought you said we were going to your office…these all look like apartments!” the girl exclaims, stopping in her tracks. “Yeah, my apartment is my office…” J.J. replies, shrugging his shoulders. “Wait a minute…this sounds really, really sketchy…I just met you and you want me to go to your apartment…? Alone?” the brunette replies, eyeing the stud suspiciously. “Yo, you don’t have to…I’ll just tell the chicks at Delta Gamma Whatever that you refused to go through the process…” J.J. replies in a nonchalant tone. He turns away from her, but Nancy immediately reaches out and gently catches him by the arm. “No, wait! I’m sorry! It’s just that this is all kind of strange and…” the girl starts to apologize but J.J. gently hushes her. “No worries…we’re cool!” he reassures her, flashing his braces in his winning, boyish grin.
They get to the apartment, J.J. opens the door and they step into the living room. “Yo, I was on my way to buy some condoms when I ran into you down there…” J.J. blurts out, for reasons unknown even to himself. “Ewww…why are you even telling me that…?” Nancy responds, crinkling her face in disgust. “I dunno…so now what…?” the stud asks, his pecker noticeably bulging in his jeans. “The envelope! Please open the envelope and give me my instructions!” Nancy exclaims. “Oh, yeah! My bad!” J.J. responds, flashing another grin at the impatient chick. The stud tears open the envelope and removes the card that it contains. He reads the card silently, to himself, and then reads it again. “What does it say…?” Nancy asks breathlessly. “Are you sure you didn’t read this…?” the stud asks, eyeing her quizzically. “Of course I didn’t read it! It was in a sealed envelope! What does it say?” the girl asks, raising her voice, her impatience mounting. “You’re not gonna like this…” J.J. murmurs. “WHAT DOES IT SAY?” the brunette now almost shouts. “It says that you gotta give me head…” the stud replies. “It does not! Let me see that!” Nancy exclaims angrily, grabbing for the card, but J.J. deftly keeps it from her grasp. “You can’t see it…these are secret instructions!” he replies solemnly. “Seriously…? It really says that I have to give you a blow job?” Nancy asks in a bewildered tone. “I mean, it doesn’t literally say, ‘Give J.J. a blow job,’…it says ‘You will perform fellatio on the dude…I mean, man, who reads these instructions to you…’” the stud replies. “But I have a boyfriend!” a bewildered Nancy exclaims pleadingly. ‘Yo, that’s cool…look, I’ll just tell the chicks at Alpha Gamma Alpha that you couldn’t go through with it…I’m sure they’ll understand…” the stud replies in a consoling tone. He shrugs and moves toward the door, motioning for the brunette to make her exit. “No! Wait!” Nancy exclaims with a determined look on her face. “I would do anything to get into Delta Alpha Gamma Delta! I mean ANYTHING!” She drops to her knees in front of J.J. and quickly starts undoing his jeans…
“Yo, this doesn’t make any sense…” Aaron mutters out loud to himself, looking through one of the books in the college library. “What’s wrong…?” a pleasant, feminine voice asks. “I’m researching wind turbines, but this doesn’t even look like that…” Aaron replies, looking up from the book; he had been so absorbed in trying to figure out what he was reading that he didn’t even notice that there was someone standing right next to him. “That’s because this is a book about geothermal energy…” the girl replies with a giggle, peeking over Aaron’s shoulder at the book. “The books on wind turbines are over there…” she says, gesturing towards the appropriate section in the stacks. Aaron is immediately taken with her. She has long dark brown hair, bright blue eyes framed by a sexy pair of glasses and an intelligent, earnestly pretty face; best of all, she’s got a big rack, her d-cup tits straining at her blue and gold Harvest Valley t-shirt. Her shapely ass is packed into a pair of tight, faded jeans and she shows off her red painted toenails in a pair of flip flops. She’s exactly the picture of the sexy nerd that Aaron was hoping to run into at the library and the stud eagerly accepts her help in finding the reference materials that he needs; later, with a giggle, she invites him to go to lunch with her…
J.J. groans as Nancy bobs her head up and down on his rigid, throbbing pecker. “You know, I don’t do this with every guy that I meet…the only guy I’ve ever been with is my boyfriend…” she pauses to assure the stud, looking up at him. “Yo, I know you don’t…it’s all for Alpha Alpha Beta!” J.J. replies encouragingly as the brunette throats his 8 inch pecker again; for an innocent chick who’s only been with one guy, her head game is skilled and proficient. “That’s Delta Alpha Gamma Delta…are you sure that you’re really the guy that I’m supposed to meet…?” she asks, looking up at him again; she eyes him suspiciously as his stiffened, saliva slathered cock throbs just inches from her face. “Of course I am! We met exactly where we were supposed to meet, right?” the stud replies. “Yeah, I guess…I’ve got to admit, you are bigger than my boyfriend…a lot bigger…” the brunette replies, admiring the stud’s pulsating, precum oozing tool before running her tongue up and down its stiffened length. She takes the slithering love worm back in her mouth and goes back to rhythmically bobbing her head up and down on it. “Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!” J.J. gasps, as Nancy’s eager, proficient lips and tongue bring him to the very brink of ejaculation. “You want me to swallow…?” she now asks in a quick, breathless voice, before thrusting her head back down on the stud’s shaft, inhaling it in one gulp. “Fuck yeah!” J.J. groans in response, as Nancy starts a vigorous series of rapid head bobs, keeping her hands at her side the whole time. Groaning again, the stud feels his balls start to spasm. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” he blurts out in an urgent voice; Nancy obediently pulls her mouth off the stud’s pecker, throws her head back, closes her eyes and opens her mouth wide, extending her tongue. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!!!” J.J. exclaims as his balls explode. Holding his pecker, he aims the spurting tool at Nancy’s open maw; most of his ball scum lands on her tongue, but several thick white globs of it are flung high into the air and one of them spatters her dress, while another lands in her luxuriant dark hair. “Oh fuck!” the stud groans again, as his tool continues to spew; the white nut scum coats Nancy’s tongue and begins to fill up her mouth. Finally, the stud’s orgasm expends itself with a few thin, watery spurts and he watches as Nancy closes her mouth and sends the slimy, gooey mass of DNA down the hatch.
“Oh shit! You were so fucking good!” J.J. congratulates her, but the brunette’s patience is now exhausted. “So, what do I do now…?” she asks, looking up at him with an annoyed expression; she wipes some stray cum off her chin and then looks at her fingers in disgust. “Now…?” J.J. asks, in a puzzled tone, his still erect pecker throbbing in front of him; one last drop of cum oozes out from the slit and plops onto the carpet. “Yes! What do I do now? There should be more instructions on that card that was in the envelope!” the girl exclaims, still holding her sperm slathered hand out in front of her. “Oh, yeah, I guess there was some more stuff on there…” the stud replies, pulling his briefs back up and cramming his still oozing junk into them. “Yo, let me get you something for that…” he says apologetically in response to another wave of Nancy’s hand. He pulls up his jeans, zips them up and quickly goes into the kitchen. Reemerging, he hands Nancy some paper towels and she gratefully wipes the ball sludge off her hand as J.J. reaches into the pocket of his jeans and pulls the instructions back out again. The stud reads over the card carefully, once and then twice. “Well…?” Nancy asks, with mounting impatience; oddly enough, she’s still down on her knees, as if ready to blow J.J. all over again. “Oh, you’re REALLY not gonna like this…” the stud replies. “What? Tell me!” the girl exclaims, suddenly jumping to her feet. She makes a lunge for the card, but J.J. pulls it away from her grasp. “It says that you have to go to a frat party tonight…” J.J. starts to read the instructions out loud. “Okay…” Nancy replies; J. J. hesitates a moment before reading the rest of the card: “…and hook up with at least five dudes at the party…” He then quickly sticks the card back into his pocket. “What??? Hook up? What do you mean…’hook up’…?” Nancy asks, deploying air quotes, her eyes opening wide in disbelief. “Ummm…you know…you meet these dudes at the party and, like, insert tab A into slot B…I mean, yo, do I need to draw you a diagram or something…?” the stud replies. “You seriously want me to go to some frat party tonight and have sex with a bunch of guys that I don’t even know…?” the brunette shouts indignantly. “Yo, it’s not what I want, it’s what it says on the card…” J.J. starts to explain, but Nancy is now well beyond the point of listening to reason. “I’m not slutting myself out for anybody! Not even Delta Alpha Gamma Delta!” an infuriated Nancy shouts. “Trying to turn me into some kind of whore! They can go to hell!” Before J.J. can utter another word, the brunette turns and storms out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her. J.J. stands there for a moment in total bewilderment and then just shrugs his shoulders. Chicks…they’re so emotional!
Aaron and his new friend finish up their lunch at the campus QwikBurger location, not far from the library. Emily is 24 and she’s working on her Master’s degree; she’s already made it a point to tell the stud that her live-in boyfriend is out of town for the weekend. Aaron can’t get over how much she reminds him of his first girlfriend, Jessica, who was also a big titted brunette nerd with glasses; even Emily’s impish little grin reminds him of his first love. “So, are you a freshman? You look so young…” Emily now asks. “Yeah…yeah, I’m a freshman…” Aaron hastily agrees, knowing that he can’t hope to pretend to be anything else. The nerd gives him a little giggle in response and then puts her lips to the straw in her super-sized vanilla milkshake. She slurps some of the thick, creamy, white shake through the straw, keeping her eyes fixed on the handsome teen; Aaron can feel his love worm swelling in his jeans as he pops a boner. His tool stiffens even further as Emily lets out a deep sensual, “Mmmm…” savoring the taste and mouth feel of the frosty treat; she licks her lips, catching some of the thick, gooey, white liquid at the corner of her mouth and pulling it in with her tongue, as Aaron watches, mesmerized. “So…you wanna hang out some more…maybe at my place…?” she purrs, in a casual, friendly tone, with just the hint of a lustful smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. “Yeah…sure…that would be cool!” Aaron readily agrees, his pecker now petrified into a raging erection…
“So…I think I bombed my midterm…” Olivia tells J.J., over her shoulder; in bed, down on all fours, she’s in doggy position with the stud eating her pussy from behind. “That sucks…” J.J. murmurs, before putting his tongue eagerly back to work. “It’s okay…it’s only a quarter of my grade…I think…” the petite 21 year old blonde replies, her voice starting to quaver. “Don’t worry…about it…” J.J. reassures her, in between lapping her labia. “I won’t…I really don’t care…” the blonde replies in a faltering, distracted sounding voice. “Mmmm…so fucking good…” the stud murmurs, greedily tonguing the blonde’s clit. “Oh my gawd!” Olivia exclaims, her eyes opening wide as J.J.’s probing tongue finds just the right spot. Soon, the blonde is shrieking in ecstasy as the teen stud’s tongue launches her into one screaming orgasm after another; her abysmal midterm performance is quickly forgotten, washed away in a flood tide of gushing pussy juice…
“Oh my god! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?” Emily gasps, before letting out a long, loud orgasmic moan as Aaron’s proficient tongue nudges her into another climax, her third so far. “I went to pussy eating school…” the stud replies, slapping the nerd’s clit with his tongue. “Mmmm…pussy is so…fucking sweet…” he murmurs, now pulling the clit into his mouth as he slides a finger into the nerd’s juicy, well lubricated love slot. He’s enjoying her sushi so much, he wants to tongue her into a fourth or even fifth orgasm, but his insistently throbbing pecker must be satisfied. With the nerd’s pussy well primed, Aaron pulls his face out of her muff and positions himself on top of her. He inserts his rigid love worm into her saturated slot and starts thrusting…
“Oh my gawd…oh my gawd!” Olivia moans, almost breathless from being eaten into a string of orgasms; she now feels J.J. sliding his purple tipped battering ram into her pussy from behind. As the stud starts to thrust, Olivia’s phone, lying on the bed next to her, pings with an incoming text. “Oh my gawd!” the blonde exclaims again; picking up her phone, she reads the message. It’s from her roommate, Marilyn, asking her where she is; as a grunting J.J. accelerates his thrusts, Olivia texts her back, telling her that she’s being fucked by J.J.. “Oh my gawd! Yes!” Olivia moans as J.J. tightens his grip on her hips; her phone pings again. “Marilyn says hi!” she manages to gasp, as the stud pounds her with harder, faster thrusts. “Tell her…yo…” J.J grunts in response, slamming the blonde’s pussy with merciless, mechanical precision; Olivia dutifully tries to type a response to Marilyn, when a fresh orgasm rocks her body. “Oh my gawd!” she screams, followed by a series of shrill orgasmic shrieks, as a sweating, grunting J.J. mercilessly hammers her into another string of climaxes. Nancy’s blow job has boosted the stud’s endurance and he punishes blonde sorority pussy for close to 15 minutes before his balls finally explode with seismic force; bathed in sweat, he throws his head back and lets out a deep, visceral groan, as his spurting tool flings globs of his nut sludge deep into Olivia’s love box…
“Oh my god! Yes! Yes!” Emily gasps as Aaron pounds her pussy with quick, powerful thrusts; she throws her head back on the pillow and utters a loud lingering moan as she achieves yet another climax. “So…fucking…good…” Aaron grunts, hitting the nerd’s love box deep with each stroke, sweating profusely as the pressure builds in his balls. Not only does Emily look like Jessica, but she has the same full throated love of sex as her fellow nerd and her loud moaning and occasional shrieks of ecstasy tell the stud that he’s hitting just the right spot. “Oh my god! I’m gonna cum again…!” the nerd calls out; just then, Aaron feels the first powerful spasm deep within his balls. “Oh, shit!” the stud gasps; his tool starts spurting just as a fresh orgasm slams into Emily with tsunami like force. “Oh my god! Yes! Yes!! YES!!!” she shrieks as a groaning Aaron spews a massive load of ball scum deep into her pussy; high over their heads, Emily’s toes curl as her initial climax spawns another and then another; she quickly loses count as the multiple orgasms leave her gasping for breath. “Oh fuck!” Aaron groans; with each loud shriek from Emily, his tool spurts again; finally he lets out another deep groan as he feels one last, furtive spasm drawing out a final watery spurt of DNA from the depths of his balls. For a moment, the bedroom falls silent, except for Emily gasping loudly for breath…
The two stud cousins spend the rest of the afternoon hammering their respective partners. Pushing himself to the limit, pounding Olivia in both doggy and mish, J.J. spews three loads of ball snot into the gorgeous blonde, while Aaron’s tool spurts three times deep inside of a loudly enthusiastic Emily. By the time Aaron gets back to the apartment, Olivia has already left and the two cousins go to dinner at a pizza joint just down the street…
(to be continued…)