Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Freshman Finals, A True Story (FFM+, gang)
Date: 14 Oct 1995 14:22:36 GMT

		My Freshman Year Sociology Final 1970
			  Another TRUE tale
				  by
			  petite SEXXY KAREN
			      of NixPix
			    (303-920-1263)

	My freshman year went pretty well, I'd lost my virginity, been
introduced to group sex, and gone to Ft. Lauderdale for an X-rated
spring break. I was doing well in my class work, too, having made the
dean's list my first semester and expected to the second. But, I
overslept on the morning of my sociology exam and arrived over an hour
late for the three hour final. My heart sank because my professor had
a reputation of being Mister By-the-Rules. And, the rules were, you
turn in your assignments on schedule and you take your exams on
schedule or you get an F. No makeups. No excuses. When time expired,
I'd only completed about two thirds of the exam.

	I went to see my professor to plead my case. He held to his
position - getting to the exam on time was my responsibility. I hadn't
so I had to pay the price. I begged and pleaded but didn't budge him.
Realizing I'd probably failed a course I expected an A in, I broke
down and began to cry. My professor told me to get a grip on myself
but I simple sobbed uncontrollably. He put his hand on my shoulder and
asked how it would look if he let me re-take the exam? I sobbed that I
wouldn't tell anyone if he just gave me an hour to finish it. He
insisted I would. I sobbed and he whispered that he knew a way he
could give me the extra time and guarantee I wouldn't tell anyone. He
told me if I wanted the extra hour to show up at Room 12 of a motel
about four miles from the campus. I suspected my professor thought I'd
remain silent if I had to "put out" for him.

	He was pretty good looking and I got horny just thinking about
sucking and fucking him. I prepared for my final by really dolling
myself up. I wanted to make sure he enjoyed himself... and that I got
my extra hour. When I knocked on the motel room door, my professor
opened it and let me it. I was surprised to find a girl named Melissa
from my dorm who'd been having trouble in his class sitting on the
bed. She was apprehensive. He said he and his friends wanted to watch
us make out. He asked if we could do that. Melissa started to shake
her head no, but stopped when he reminded her that she'd fail his
course if she didn't. Now Melissa was one really hot looking babe. She
was about 5'4" with long blonde hair down to her ass and a really nice
figure with D cup boobs. My pussy started to get wet thinking of
getting a chance to go down on her.

	Soon, four guys arrived and we were told to strip and start
making out. I put my arms around Melissa to hug and kiss her. She
whispered that she'd never done anything like this before. I asked her
what choice we had and told her to think of me as her boyfriend. I
snaked my tongue into her mouth and began to run my hands over her
back and down her curvy ass. I brought them back up under her top and
unhooked her bra. She stood passively, her eyes wide open.

	I whispered for her to close her eyes as I pulled her top over
her head and removed her bra. I stuck my mouth to her left boob as if
it were a suction cup. She moaned and gasped for breath and I massaged
both her grapefruit sized boobs. She got weak in the knees and I
helped he fall onto one of the beds. I broke long enough to pull by
dress off leaving me wearing only my hose, shoes, and jewelry. I
tugged at the snap on Melissa's pants and managed to get them undone.
I tugged them and her panties down to mid thigh and buried my face
into her sweet pussy. She gasped, muttered a short protest, and
finally screamed, pulled my hair as she pushed my head downward as she
bucked her hips upward. I eagerly ate her copious flow of nectar and
she continued to scream.

	Somehow, I managed to spin free of her grip, pulled her pants
and panties off, and got into the 69 position. She evidently liked
what I was doing to her because she began to do it to me. Soon, wave
after wave of pleasure broke over our bodies.

	When we got back to reality, the five guys were all naked. One
guy shoved his cock into my face and seemed really surprised that
little eighteen year old me knew how to swallow it. Melissa was
reluctant to blow the guys, but after I finished off the first guy, I
kissed her with my sperm coated tongue. She seemed surprised at the
taste but didn't resist when I guided her to help me double-head the
guy who'd wanted her to blow him.

	I don't think I'll ever forget those big green eyes lighting
up when the guy blew his load into her mouth. She eagerly reached for
another cock. When I got my next guy hard, I got onto my hands and
knees to let him fuck me while I sucked Melissa's boobs. Somewhere
along the way, our professor came over and inserted his cock between
Melissa's boobs and began fucking her tits, while I licked her nipples
and his shaft. The guy in my pussy shot off and I got up grabbed the
cock of the guy she was blowing, sat on her face and continue sucking
where she'd left off.

	Melissa may have never done this before, but she was a
natural. She had a really hot, wet, slick, fast tongue that got me off
several times in only a few minutes. And, she seemed to love getting
fucked by one guy while she sucked another. After all the guys were
exhausted, they sat and watched Melissa and me do each other some
more. We finally showered and left. The next day I finished my exam
and claimed my A. I guess Melissa did pretty well on her exam because
when the grades were posted, she got an A, too.

Freckles