Brad, her father, must have been the oldest. Both women deferred to him. But he was a smiling, gracious guest, with compliments for everyone, getting drinks for his women, carefully complimenting his daughter on her preparations. Each of them was a center of attention. So Rosita, Daphne and Lance stood talking with Serena.Rosita was a tall, slim woman who looked like a mexican beauty queen. She was wearing a completely transparent, full length, form fitting dress that permitted no more than six inch steps. She had whispered to him at the door "I won't have it on long anyway, Lance. You'll spend some time with me tonight, won't you?" He had just grinned.After all the humans had eaten well, and were buzzed with booze, Serena pulled he and Rosita into the middle of the patio, while everyone looked on. She undressed them both, making it sensuously teasing. He was floating in that wonderful anticipatory haze she created, as Rosita lay on her back, legs spread, staring at him as he ate he
As Ruth walked to her next class, down the gap between Wilkinson Hall and Edison Labs, there was a commotion behind her in the quad: people running, a siren, an ambulance. She decided she didn't have time to go back and see what it was about.After class, someone who was waiting for Thermo 314 said, "You wouldn't believe what happened in the quad, less than a hour ago. Some female student was walking stark naked through the quad. Not a stitch on. Of course, a bunch of guys started whooping and yelling and pointing, and that poor girl looked like she'd die of shame, trying to cover herself with her books. And then she dropped her books. Oh, the look on her face. She curled up in a ball and just waited for them to come and get her. They took her away in an ambulance, probably to the psycho ward." Ruth shuddered. She knew how the naked girl must have felt.Tuesday night, it was scarier. Ruth dreamt that she -- well it wasn't really Ruth -- it was a nurse, and Ruth was a student, not a nu
The young man lay unconscious on the ground. She rolled him onto his back and undid his belt, unzipped his fly. She tried to get his trousers off by pulling at the waist, but he was dead weight in them. Finally she took off his shoes and pulled his trouser legs, one at a time with both hands, until she had them off. His Jockey shorts came off, too. For the first time in her life, Ruth knew what it felt like to handle a man's genitals. She hefted his scrotum, like a little purse with the family jewels. She picked up his flaccid penis, so much dead meat, harder than bread dough, softer than a Polish sausage. Suddenly there was a knife in her hand, a serrated bread knife. She was pulling on his penis with her left hand while she sawed through it with the knife in her right hand. There was a strange smell there in the dark, blood, she supposed.Serves the bastard right. He won't use that to rape again. She laid the severed meat on the man's belly and addressed his scrotum. The bread knife
Ruth had brought a pizza home, and she pigged out, studying for a chemistry exam Friday morning. Finally, when she had actually memorized the last chapter, she glanced up at the clock and realized she had to get some sleep. No point going into an exam groggy. She brushed her teeth, used the bathroom, and crawled into bed. It seemed to her that she was instantly asleep.Then the dreams began, wild dreams! She dreamt she was a freshman student, in Gibson dorm, and her roommate had left to go home for the weekend. The roommate lived in Cleveland. Ruth didn't know how she knew that. She dreamt that she put tape over the automatic lock on the east fire exit so her boyfriend could sneak in and come to her room. She pushed her room door closed and made sure it was locked. He put his arms around her. They kissed. He pulled her tightly against him, so she could feel his manly, athletic body pressed against hers. She felt his hands slide down to grasp her buttocks, and felt a little tingle as h
It was nearly midnight when the Friday night crush was over, and it was spooky, standing by the bus stop. Ruth shivered a little, standing there in her light waitress uniform. There was a big, bright full moon. She felt conspicuous and vulnerable. It would have been more sensible to change into my jeans, she thought. She could imagine a car full of men stopping and kidnapping her.Finally, her bus came into sight, groaned and sneezed to a stop, and she got on, got into the warm security of the dark steel box with the familiar smells, body odor, diesel fumes, stale perfume, and she could see a few familiar forms of passengers stolid in their seats. In the anonymity of the dark bus, humming slowly through the darkened streets, she finally felt more secure. No one was staring at her. No one was threatening her.When Ruth got home, Mrs. Pronko had left the newspaper by her door. The headline read, "Student Found Dead." Ruth hurried inside, locked the door, and read all about it. A student
I'm going to fix that little bitch! Monique thought to herself. She sat at her desk soldering a circuit board. She was the perfect picture of a beautiful athletic African goddess and she looked very pissed.Monique had endured all the other insults Laura Leigh had heaped on her, but when she watched Laura flirt with her boyfriend last night, that was the last straw! It really pissed her off, because she knew that Laura didn't even like black guys, she just did it to spite her.So as the bitch happened to be her dorm mate, Monique was in the perfect position to make the prim and proper Barbie-looking slut pay.Monique snapped a cover on the device she was working on and then lay down on her back and slid under Laura's bed to secure it with some electrical tape.She had waited patiently for the ice princess to fuck up so she could use it against her, but Laura appeared invulnerable. 'Well maybe little Laura just needs a nudge in the right direction.' Monique thought. She wondered if her
The moon shows its soft light on the world as I walk the streets. I listen to your voice as you call out to your friends who are leaving your party to return to their homes. The light of the full moon catches your face and I see its beauty from down below. I slip into the shadows as your guests pass. You watch them go before turn to return to your room closing the door to the balcony that you were just using. You turn up the lamps in the room and pull the drapes closed, but I can still see the shadow of you. In the flash of a thought I stand outside your window looking through the crack of the drapes.I watch as you change from your party dress to your night gown. I can hear your heartbeat and breathing slow as you slip into restful sleep. I reach out with a gentle mental touch probing your mind to make sure your sleep is deep enough for my purposes. Satisfied I decide to enjoy myself. Your hand has the sudden urge to rub your womanhood as the hem of your gown rides up your legs expos
You both cum at the same time as each tries not to give in first. You lick each other clean and lie back. He is the first to get up. Lifting you up to your knees you he tells you to turn around and face him. He picks you up as if you weigh nothing guiding your arms to grip his neck. Guiding himself in he slams into you in one quick motion the power of it taking your breath away. Moving his hips he fucks you deep and hard bearing your full weight as he slides in and out of your wet pussy. A sweet scent hangs in the air. The smell of him is a strong aphrodisiac to you making your body kick into overdrive. Adrenaline shoots through your system and your heart pumps with excitement as you focus all your attention on the cock sliding in and out of you rocking you to your core. You cum once before you feel him press your back to the nearest wall. Pinned between him and it you are trapped as he fucks you fiercely your body's juices providing the necessary lubrication. He whispers in your ear