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Free Ride  (mc, mf ff)
Part 2
by Farleven     farleven@yahoo.com
July 2001
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I awoke the next morning still wrapped around Kylie's snoozing form.
My hand was still resting on her tender little breast, and I was
content to leave it there, enjoying the slight rise and fall of her
chest as she breathed.  I looked over at her, admiring how stunning she
looked in the morning, her hair all disheveled from our adventures, and
a look of complete contentment on her face.

I think I stayed there just like that for an hour, just staring at her
as she slept.  Occasionally, she'd make a few incoherent sounds, and
snuggle up closer to me.  After a while, I wanted to start my day, but
I didn't want to wake Kylie.  She looked too sweet to disturb, like an
angel.  Worst of all she was laying on my arm.

Finally, I didn't have a choice, I needed to go to the bathroom.
Besides, we had already slept through most of the morning, and I knew
there was plenty of prime tanning sun that we were missing.  I gently
squeezed Kylie's breast, and began rubbing her nipple.  She moaned
slightly and pressed her chest out for a moment before she opened her
eyes.  Kylie turned to look at me and smiled sweetly.

"Good morning, Ana." she cooed.

"Good morning yourself." I smiled back, kneading her breast again.

"I guess you want your arm back." Kylie giggled and rolled away from
me, freeing my arm.  She rolled off the bed and stood up, squatting
slightly, but giving me a wonderful view of her cute little mound.  She
reached up between her legs and into her pussy, and pulled the dildo
out of her passage with a long groan.  "Oh, that feels good.  You
should try it, Ana."

"I will, I just need to loose my virginity first." I replied, feeling
my pussy tingling again with arousal after watching Kylie's latest
display.

"And how long are you going to wait before getting rid of that cherry
of yours?" Kylie giggled as she pulled around and looked me in the eye.
She was like a goddess standing there, her petite form covered with
cum, sweat and saliva, while her hair just flowed around her in total
disarray.

"Not until the birth control kicks in.  I want a man to take my cherry,
and I want to feel his cum in me afterwards." I answered, shocked that
I'd said that.  I'd considered just that question from the moment I'd
taken the first birth control pill yesterday.  I wasn't sure I was
ready to admit it to myself, but Kylie was someone I could trust,
someone I could open my heart to.  Her I could tell the truth, even
when I wasn't ready for it internally.  Before yesterday, I hardly even
thought about my virginity, either good or bad.  After seeing Kylie's
reaction to being filled, I was now firmly on the side of ridding
myself of this impediment.  I had always assumed I'd loose it someday,
probably on my wedding night, but I couldn't come up with a good reason
to wait.  I'd simply never considered it important before, but now,
things were different, and the world was a whole new place I was just
getting ready to explore.

"Okay, Ana, I guess we're going to have to start hunting for that
special guy then." Kylie giggled as she pulled on a robe.  I was
already up as well, and putting on my own robe.  I needed to hit the
bathroom, and Kylie seemed intent to do the same.  We quickly grabbed
our shower supplies and headed out.

"I don't know that I trust your choices." I teased as we walked down
the hall.

"Oh come on, can't you see yourself all spread out under Kirt with his
big hard cock thrusting into you?" Kylie giggled.

"Kylie!" I squealed as I looked around for other girls who might have
heard.

"Admit it, you get so nervous around him because you just want to bend
over and let him have his way with you."

I was blushing pretty deeply now, but I had to admit that the idea was
getting me going too.  The thought of just spreading my legs and
getting fucked like a slut in heat was getting me hot.

"I knew it, you're just a slut, a virgin slut just waiting to break in
her pussy with any cock she can find." Kylie continued, completely
oblivious to the other girls heading towards the showers.

"Alright, I admit it, now quit talking about it, or I'm going to cum
just thinking about it." I whispered back.  I didn't want anyone else
to join in on the conversation even though I was pretty sure that Susan
and Marci had heard, but they didn't seem to mind.  In fact they seemed
to be carrying on a lot like we were.  The realization that they'd
spent the night like Kylie and I had hit home when we all met at the
door, and I could smell the lingering musk of arousal on both of them.
I blushed at that, figuring that they could smell me too and know just
what Kylie and I had been doing.

"Way to go, girls!" Susan cheered as we all met.  "I bet you too were
going all night, just like Marci and I."

I pulled back, slightly aghast at Susan's openness about it.  Marci was
looking very sheepish, and blushing very deeply.  She certainly wasn't
ready for that kind of a public admission, of course I wasn't really
either, but we were well past the point of denial.  Kylie didn't even
choke out a response as we walked into the showers.

"Susan, please!" Marci whimpered into Susan's ear.

"Oh, come on, you're a little lezzie slut, you sure liked it last
night.  Admit it!" Susan shot back harshly.

I was stunned as Marci just cringed and whimpered.  "Yes, Susan."

"Yes, what, Marci?" Susan asked firmly.

I shot a look of concern over to Kylie as we watched Marci openly
submit to Susan.  I didn't know what to think, watching Susan play some
kind of dominatrix out in the open like this.  Kylie obviously was as
shocked as I was, but neither knew what to do about it.

"I'm a little lezzi slut who loves to eat pussy." Marci answered, her
voice quaking between fear and lust.  I couldn't believe it but I
thought I could smell the musk of fresh arousal coming off of Marci.
She confirmed it a moment later when she took off her robe, and anyone
could see the trail of fresh pussy juice running down her inner thighs.

"Good, now come over here and lather me up, slut." Susan ordered as she
walked under a shower and turned it on.  She looked every bit in
control of the situation and Marci didn't even seem to flinch at the
harsh words.

I wasn't sure what to make of this, and took my shower on the other
side of the room.  Kylie joined me and we watched in awe as Marci
dutifully lathered up Susan's body.  We just showered off as quickly as
we could, not really wanting to get involved in this strange display.

Susan just ignored us, and soon began openly moaning as Marci continued
a rather thorough, and sexual cleaning of her partner.  I just lathered
and rinsed as fast as I could and it was only a few minutes before both
Kylie and I left them to their devices.

"That was really weird." Kylie whispered as we walked back out into the
hall.  "I never would have thought Marci was a submissive like that."

"I know she always carried herself so proudly before.  I can't believe
she just took that from Susan." I agreed.  Marci had always seemed a
proud independent woman, but the scene I'd just witnessed was making me
rethink that.  I was certainly glad I had a fun roommate like Kylie
now, rather than a bitch like Susan.  At least I wasn't going to have
to worry about being treated like a submissive slut by her.

We got back to our room, quickly forgetting the unpleasant scene we'd
just witnessed and getting on with our day.  We quickly picked out our
skimpy bikinis and strutted off for another day at the pool.  I could
hardly wait, more than eager to improve my tan and give a good many
boys the show of their lives.

***


Things were strange on our floor all week.  There was little doubt that
every room seemed to turn into a lesbian play area after dark.  Every
pair of roommates had suddenly turned into couples.  The sudden change
and the openness about it were stunning to me.  It wasn't uncommon now
for girls to walk around the floor completely naked or to leave their
door open during a session of lovemaking.

I have to admit I wasn't any different.  I no longer bothered with a
robe at all.  It wasn't like the other girls hadn't seen me in the
buff, so there wasn't any real loss.  The showers themselves had became
an extension of our rooms.  They were almost constantly running and
couples were openly fucking each other.

Kylie and I had taken to showering together just like everyone else.
I'd let her lather me up and rub me down, then I'd do the same.  Of
course, it was never as quick as all that, we often started kissing,
and would end up fucking each other for hours under the running water.

I don't know why, but my sense of shame seemed to drop away as the week
passed.  At first I blushed whenever someone saw me show Kylie the
slightest affection.  By Friday I didn't care the slightest if someone
saw me with my fingers up her pussy and my tongue down her throat.

The funny thing was I knew this was all completely out of character for
me.  It didn't make the slightest difference though, I still carried on
just the same.  I knew I was acting more and more oddly, acting like
some kind of lesbian in public, but that wasn't all of it.  I also
found my choice in clothing rapidly changing too.  My skirts kept
getting shorter and it wasn't half way through the week that I swore
off underwear.  It was fun though, walking around in a short skirt and
low cut blouse and just savoring the looks of lust from the boys.  I
had a lot of competition though, as virtually every other girl was
doing the same thing.  I even started flashing boys, and giggling all
the way home.  It was all like I wasn't me anymore, but I couldn't help
myself.  It felt perfectly natural to act like this, and even though I
considered how odd it was in those rare moments of peace, I didn't have
the slightest inclination to change anything.

It was Friday when Kylie made me aware of a new activity sweeping the
dorms.  One that I found especially alluring given my own predicament.

"So they're having parties, what's the big deal about that?" I asked
after Kylie bounded in on me.  I was relaxing and watching TV as I ran
a vibrating massager over my exposed breasts.  I had been very pleased
when I noticed them on one of the shelves down at the store.  It was
certainly a pleasurable way to spend my time when I wasn't able to play
with Kylie.

"Yeah, but it's the kind of parties that they are, I think you're just
going to love it." Kylie squealed as she bounced with glee.  As she
did, I watched her cute little breasts nearly bounce out of her top,
almost wishing they would.

"So what kind of a party are they, silly?" I asked.

"They're Virgin parties!  It's like a big orgy where the maid of honor
gets deflowered and then fucked by anyone she wants.  Isn't that just a
great idea?" Kylie giggled.  Obviously she was thinking about me, and I
had to admit the idea sounded tempting.  I don't know what was coming
over me, but the idea of loosing my cherry in public, and then getting
to fuck as much as I could bear seemed too good to be true.

"That sound's cool, so who's the maid of honor?" I asked curious as to
who on our floor would be the first to go through with this ritual.

"It's Marci, if you'll believe that.  Our RA was really happy that we
were going to be one of the first floors to throw a virgin party this
year.  She also said we'd be having plenty more given just how many
maidens we have on the floor this year.  We're going to have to be
quick if you want to have a weekend night to yourself for your party,
Ana." Kylie continued.  I wasn't quite ready for that.  Sure, I wanted
to do it, but not this soon.  But then I didn't have to schedule the
part for next week, just set up a date I'd be comfortable with before
someone else took it.

"Okay, I'll figure out when I want to do it, then we can go to the RA."
I said.  I could hardly believe that this was a real tradition, it was
like something out of the twilight zone.  Even so, I was beginning to
find the idea more appealing by the minute, maybe next week wouldn't be
such a bad time to break in my under-used little pussy.

***


"This is it, Ana, tell me now if you don't want to go through with it."
Kylie told me as she rubbed my shoulders.

There was no doubt I was nervous, this was a once in a lifetime moment
after all.  I sat on my bed for a moment and ran over the decision one
last time.  I wanted to do this, to loose my virginity and become fully
a woman.  I had already made up my mind, but this was the moment for
last minute jitters, and I certainly had a stomach full of butterflies.
I also had a pussy aching to be filled.  Kylie had been teasing me all
day before my final preparation, keeping me just on that edge of
arousal.

Now I was dressed in a sheer white dress, so sheer in fact that there
wasn't a part of my anatomy that couldn't be seen.  It was part of the
ritual, a last wearing of virgin white.  I giggled at that thought, in
a few minutes I wouldn't have to worry about that any more, and would
be free to indulge in all the varieties of fun that now composed dorm
life.

I looked back at Marci's deflowering.  It had certainly been festive,
and even I had to don a strap on and fuck the new woman.  Marci was
happy too, or she sounded like it.  Susan had been the lucky party to
do the deed, with her own strap on dildo.  In fact not a single boy was
there that night, though I saw several being lead into her room on
nights after that.

My party was certainly different in that regard.  Kirt had been
generous enough to offer his services, as I wanted a real man to take
my cherry.  Besides, I owed him for all those embarrassing dates
before.  Several other guys I knew would be there too, to help break me
in.  I shivered with anticipation at that thought.  This was certainly
going to be a night to remember.

Finally I mustered my strength and stood up.  "I'm ready."

"Great, let's go." Kylie beamed and then led me out into the community
area of our floor.  Just like it had been for Marci's Virgin party, it
was covered in comfortable cushions and full of naked men and women, I
knew them all, and in a few minutes I would know them all a lot more
intimately.  For my part, I walked up to the edge of a bed placed in
the middle of the room.  It was covered with satin sheets and several
pillows.  This was the main stage, where the deed would be done.

I felt rather exposed like this, my dress not hiding anything from
view.  I'd been naked in front of most of the girls present but I'd
never been this bare in front of any boy before.  I had never seen a
naked boy before either, and I took a quick look around the room at the
array of stiff cocks, hardly believing they'd all be pounding into me
before the night was through.  I was even more shocked by just how much
I was looking forward to it.  My pussy was already hot and wet, just
aching to be filled.

"Ana, do you have any last words as a virgin?" Boomed our RA as I
stepped up to the bed.

I stood there for a moment, wondering just what to say.  "I can't
believe I'm going to do this!"

A roar of laughter filled the room and I just stood there waiting for
whatever came next..  Kylie was right behind me, her hands on my
shoulders, holding me steady.  She was here to help me through this, a
maid of honor after a fashion.  Whatever she could do for me, she
would, and right now that consisted of helping me keep my nerve as I
watched Kirt walk into the room completely naked and sporting a very
nice cock.  I felt something inside me just melt as my eyes traced over
his nicely trim body, and finally to the tool that would soon go where
nothing had ever been before.  I watched in wonder as his shaft
hardened right before me as Kirt looked over my nicely displayed body.

He walked up to me and reached his hand out, touching my cheek.  "You
look wonderful tonight, Ana.  Thank you for letting me be a part of
this."

I just looked up into his eyes and smiled, sharing an oddly tender,
personal moment in public.  There really wasn't anything more to say.
I simply closed my eyes and leaned forward, following a strange
instinct within me.  Our lips met a moment later, a spark of wonder and
fury flew between us in that instant.  I felt Kylie pull away,
acknowledging that I was ready to begin.

We remained like that for some time, I really don't know how long, but
it was a perfect moment.  Then, I knew it was time.  I stepped back
just slightly and pulled Kirt's hands down to my thighs and the hem of
my dress, wrapping his fingers around the edge.  Then with a simple
motion, he pulled my dress up, over my body and then over my head.
With casual disdain, he dropped the sheer garment to the ground and
swiftly moved to my side.  Kirt bent over and with a simple lifting
motion, I found myself wrapped in his arms.  The trip to the bed lasted
only a moment, but I had never felt so secure, so safe, in all my life.
I had made the right decision in picking Kirt for this, I decided.

With the same careful tenderness, Kirt placed me on the bed, gently
lowering me onto a pillow.  Just as gracefully, he pulled up beside me
and ran a hand over my arm, sending rivers of fire across my skin.  I
leaned over and kissed him again, this time letting my own hands roam
across his toned body as our lips danced.  He returned the gesture,
exploring my every curve as I did his every ripple.

By now, I was on fire, the ache between my legs had became a need.
This was it, I knew, and it was time.  I broke my kiss and laid back,
spreading my legs.  I took this moment to look between them, seeing my
bare pussy lips puffed and red with excitement.  I'd shaved my pussy
this morning in anticipation, something that had seemed right at the
time.  I still found it hard to believe that I was about to be filled
in my most intimate place, and I looked down, wondering at how this was
the last time I would see a virgin pussy between my legs.  With this
last thought, I fell back and looked into Kirt's eyes, welcoming the
tenderness in his eyes.

"I'm ready." I whispered simply, and smiled warmly as he nodded his
understanding.

Kirt lifted himself up, and careful pulled his body between my open
legs.  I looked down to see his cock waving between his legs, pointing
towards my steaming opening.  I could almost sense his hesitation, and
I reached out between us to grab his shaft.  It felt so large to my
hand.  I was still amazed I could fit something so large inside me as I
felt its veins and bulbous head with my fingers.  Kirt moaned quietly
at my caress, and I focused back on the ache between my own thighs.

I looked up one more time, looking deep into Kirt's eyes as I brought
the head of his shaft to my own outer gates.  I was quaking with
anticipation and with nerves now.  The moment was upon me, I realized,
as I felt Kirt's shaft gently part the lips of my aching pussy and
slowly found its place at the opening of my virgin passage.  Kirt bent
down and planted a light kiss on the very tip of my nose, taming my
nerves just a bit.

I felt a light, tentative push into my depths.  A question, I realized,
and I nodded my assent, bracing for the full thrust into me.  With the
answer given, Kirt pressed forward again, and gently drove his shaft
inside me.  His going was easy, as my passions were stoked, leaving my
pussy primed for his entry.  I was simply lost in the sensations being
stirred by his shaft as it parted into untraveled realms inside me.
Instinctively, I pressed my hips towards him, and gasped he slipped
deeper inside.

I felt Kirt's shaft hit my barrier a moment later.  This was the moment
of truth, I knew, and I was ready to complete what we'd started.
Another exchange of heart felt looks and we both were ready.  I pulled
back my hips slightly and so did Kirt, leaving us joined just by the
tip of his shaft.  Then we both pushed forward, driving together in the
most intimate way.  His shaft tore through my virginity in the full
motion, his shaft resting firmly in my depths as I cried out at the
sudden pain.  We stayed like that for some time, as I adjusted to the
pain of my loss and the wonderfully novel sensation of being filled to
the brim with a man's cock.  As the pain fell away, it was quickly
replaced by the same passion fire that had pushed me forward.  It felt
wonderful like this, my pussy nicely spread around my lover's cock
which was buried fully inside me leaving his sack resting at the base
of my ass.

I allowed myself to revel in the sensation for quite some time, wanting
to be sure that the pain of my deflowering was gone as well.  Kirt was
the perfect partner through this as well, only allowing himself a few
gentle caresses of my body and tender kisses as I prepared myself for
what came next.  Finally, I was ready, and with out any more fanfare, I
squeezed my pussy and pressed my hips forward, spurring on a response.
Kirt didn't waste any time giving me a response either, pulling back
with a long retreat.  I gasped at the sensation, and moaned loudly as
he pressed forward with an equally measured thrust.  I was lost in the
sensations of my inner folds parting for his shaft and the fullness
filling my depths as he pressed into me.

With that first thrust, we began a slow pistoning action, both moaning
as our bodies intertwined in the most perfect of ways.  Every movement
inside me was a feast of new feelings, and I was soon panting with
untamed heat, and humping back against Kirt's plunging shaft.  I didn't
even realize we were going faster until I found myself panting in time
with his thrusts and my breasts bouncing wildly with every motion.  I
was in ecstasy now, my pussy was burning with pleasure, growing with
every filling thrust from Kirt's shaft.

It was in this moment, as we rutted like animals, that Kirt reached
down and kissed me passionately.  I couldn't help but respond, and let
our tongues dance as our hips bounced in and out in another enticing
routine.  I was in awe at the wonder of this act, just how natural it
felt to be spread open like this and filled so completely as I was
pushed towards an inspiring peak.

My hips were bucking wildly as I lost all control to the passion inside
me.  The pounding heat in my pussy driving out all thought, leaving
just my animal instincts to complete the mating dance.  Then everything
suddenly seemed to dissolve away, and I felt a long, loud moan escape
my lips as a wave of pleasure ran through me.  I was in a state of
bliss, feeling like I had left my body, which I knew was still grinding
wildly against Kirt's shaft.  As I began to drift back down, Kirt
grabbed my hips roughly and buried himself deep into my well-fucked
pussy.  I felt his seed pour into me, with a warm gush deep inside.  I
couldn't help but coo at the unique feeling.  I reached up and kissed
Kirt again, passionately sharing m lips as I felt his cock pull away
inside of my, trailing his seed as it went.

We stayed in each others arms for a moment before a roar of cheers went
up around us.  I'd almost forgotten that I'd done all this in public,
and even on tape thanks to Kylie's suggestion.  I found it hard to
believe that I'd be able to watch Kirt's cock plunging into my pussy
over and over again.  I couldn't help but redden self-consciously as I
looked around the room.  There were plenty of hard shafts ready to be
used, both male cock and plastic strap ons.  I had one more thing to
share before I let the party continue.

I rolled over and looked into Kirt's smiling face.  "Thank you, Kirt,
that was wonderful."

He grinned warmly and caressed my cheek before pulling away.  "You were
great too, Ana, I hope you enjoy the rest of the party."

"I know I will." I smiled, watching Kirt get up and walk away from the
bed.  I rolled onto my back again and looked up to see Kylie crawling
up from the bottom of the bed and sporting a rather large strap on that
was shining with lubricant.

"I'm next, Ana." Kylie giggled as she crawled up.  I was swooning at
the thought of again filling my pussy and spread my legs for my
roommate.  This was going to be a great evening, I thought as I got
ready for my eager pussy to take in it's second shaft of it's career.

***


It's strange just how quickly a person can get used to things.  It was
only my fifth week of school, five weeks since leaving the confines of
my home and parents and I felt like a whole new person.  I was alive in
ways I'd never conceived of, and doing things that still seemed unreal.
I didn't regret any of it, though, in fact I was looking forward to the
next adventure that would land on me.

"Off for another day of classes." I mused as I pulled on my top, a nice
tight shirt that showed off the curve of my breasts and midriff nicely.
I reached down to pinch my nipples to make sure they'd poke out nicely
in the cooling fall air.

"Oh, that just perfect, Ana!" Kylie giggled as she looked me over.  She
was just as modestly dressed, except that she was wearing a blouse that
was tied up under her nice little tits, unbuttoned and without a bra of
course.

I smiled wickedly back at her.  "Well, we better get going."

We walked out into the courtyard, enjoying the sights that had become
almost common place around campus.  The girls weren't the only ones to
walk around half dressed.  The guys made a pretty good show at going
around in skimpy shorts and nothing else.  Kylie and I just smiled and
pointed out the best and least dressed as we walked to class.

"Would you look at that!" Kylie squealed as she laid her eyes ahead of
us.

My own jaw dropped as I found what she saw.  A girl was naked and
crawling down the sidewalk.  The only thing she was wearing was a
simple leather collar, which was hooked to a lease being held by a girl
dressed pretty much like we were.  There was something strange in the
way the naked girl carried herself that made me very curious.

"Let's go check it out." I told Kylie.  We had plenty of time before
classes and this was worth our time to investigate.

We walked up to the girl holding the leash.  As we came in closer she
saw us and smiled.  "Hi there."

"Hi, we were just wondered what you two were doing." I asked.  The
naked girl crawled up to us and crinkled her nose sniffing us.

"Oh, Norma here is just being a dog for the day, aren't you girl?" The
clothed girl answered.  She reached down and scratched the other girl's
head, bringing a happy sounding growl from her.

"What's that about?" Kylie asked, looking down at the naked girl.

"It's a tradition for freshmen, every fall every freshmen gets to be a
dog for a day, or more if they like it.  You pick an owner, put on a
collar and become a dog.  Isn't it cool?  I'm going to do it tomorrow
with Norma as my owner." The girl answered merrily.  It was obvious she
was looking forward to it.

"That is kind of cool.  Do you get to play with any boy dogs?" I asked
with a sly look.  My sexual adventurism had certainly come a long way
in a month.

"Oh sure, the boys get to do it too.  Norma already got humped once
today, didn't you girl?" The girl asked and got a happy yelp back from
her dog-girl.  She didn't have a tail, but she didn't let that stop her
from wagging her ass like a happy puppy.

"Wow, we'll have to check this out, but we have to get to class.  Have
fun." Kylie prodded and pulled me away.  "That's real strange, Ana."

"I know, but I want to do it.  You wouldn't mind being my owner for a
day would you?" I asked.  I'd long since given up trying to hold back
from new experiences and this one was certainly unique.

"Sure Ana, if you don't mind having to take care of me for a day."
Kylie replied.  So that was it, we'd learned about it and made a pact
to do it all in the period of ten minutes.

"Cool, now all we have to do is find some collars and a leash." I
giggled, thinking about how it would feel to be a dog for a day.

"And a pooper scooper too.  Just in case this gets too real." Kylie
added.  We laughed at that.  There was no way we'd really need that, I
thought.

We broke off for our own classes from there, both giggling merrily
about the notion of being a pet for a day like that.  I couldn't
imagine a more unique way to spend a day, but then I'd been having a
lot of unique days lately.

The rest of my day was pretty routine from there.  Classes were still
classes, even though there wasn't any homework anymore.  I didn't feel
I needed it either, nor did anyone else.  That was kind of strange
really.  As much as I didn't like most homework, I'd always recognized
it's importance.  Now it was different, I wasn't sure why, but I could
master all the material covered just by the lecture.  It wasn't that
the classes were easy, I just seemed to memorize and internalize all of
the information far faster than I'd ever done before.  As strange as it
was, it made me feel good too.  I didn't need to feel the slightest bit
guilty over my evening escapades with the other girls and guys in the
dorms.

That too was pretty unique.  After my party, I'd taken to playing
around almost every night.  The partner really didn't matter, though I
did find myself in Kylie's arms as often as not.  Whether a cock was
real or fake didn't much matter when I wanted my pussy filled, which
was almost nightly.  If I didn't there was always plenty of carpet to
munch, and plenty willing to return the favor.

All in all, everything was going great.  I had a full social life and
was doing wonderfully in all my classes.  I could barely believe that I
had the better part of four more years of this kind of living.  It
boggled the mind, but I found the notion very appealing.

***


After my initial transition to college life, thing settled down to a
comfortable routine.  Classes in the morning, fucking in the evening,
and I was plenty happy with it.  As the weather turned frigid, I was
forced to modify my wardrobe to match.  That was kind of depressing but
then winter always is a rather oppressive season, and adding in long
skirts and winter coats didn't help any.

It was the beginning of December when I was called in to discuss my
spring schedule at the councilor office.  I had already paged through
the course booklet and made my choices now all I had to do was get
approval and I'd be on my way to another exciting semester.

When I arrived at the office, I shirked my suffocating outer clothes
and waited for my appointment.  My fingers found their familiar place
between my legs and I absentmindedly fingered myself.  I'd taken to
doing this in all my classes, and no one seemed to mind, in fact most
all of the girls seemed to be doing it, and a few of the guys too.  It
was something to do while I'm idle, and that was about it.

The receptionist got a buzz on her intercom, and I looked up as she
listened and then called out.  "Ana Dorret, Mr. Redgar is ready to see
you."

I smiled and thanked her and walked into the office.  Mr. Redgar, my
councilor, was there as was another man, certainly older and very well
dressed in an obviously custom made suit.  He ran his eyes over my
body, and I felt my body heat up slightly at the obvious attention.

"Very nice, Mr. Redgar, I see that our grant money hasn't been wasted."
The well-groomed man said.  "How far along is Ms. Dorret in her
schooling?"

"She's about to begin her second semester." Redgar replied.  "Ana, this
is Mr. Rainer, one of the Academy's most generous backers.  He's taken
a personal interest in you since you applied.  He personally approved
your admission and attendance grant."

"Thank you, Mr. Rainer, I'm very grateful for this opportunity, and
I've been making the most of my time here." I stated warmly.  I felt
myself swoon a bit, this was the man who let me be here.  I couldn't
help but feel an affinity for him.  I bowed slightly, just enough to
give him a perfect view of my barely covered breasts through the top of
my blouse.

"I assume she will be taking some courses in etiquette and the other
social graces." Mr. Rainer stated.

"Of course, though that will come in later semesters.  As you know the
first semester is our time of adjustment here.  We need to release
their inhibitions before we can reeducate them properly.  Ana will be
quite the perfect little lady in time for her wedding." Redgar replied.

I gasped at that.  "What are you talking about?"

"One of the reasons why I called you in today.  Mr. Rainer wanted to
review your progress so he could determine if you would be an
acceptable bride for his son.  He's been very impressed by you academic
performance, and your social adjustments have proceeded as we expected.
You should be very happy, you'll be engaged by the time you leave here
today.  Don't worry though, you'll still be able to enjoy all the
particulars of dorm life.  Mr. Rainer wants you to be a very well
rounded individual." Redgar answered.

I just pulled back in shock.  How was this possible?  I wondered.  The
answer coursed through me just as quickly.  All the odd things I'd been
doing since I came here, it all fell together, but it left a few
questions.

"Why?  How?" I stuttered, still working on what was going on.

"Why?  Simple my dear.  One of the hardest things for a young man or
woman of means is finding a partner who seeks a relationship for them
and not for their money.  They also want, even need, a refined
companion, someone who knows just how to behave in the realm of the
socialites.  Those things are increasingly hard to come by in this
modern world, and that is why we formed this Academy.  We take in many
of the best and brightest students, all sponsored by our patrons, to
become the perfect mates, loyal, obedient, and committed to their
relationships as well as highly intelligent.  Of course it doesn't
always work out, but there's always a market for refined personal
escorts, we have very good relationships with the best agencies for
handling our rejects." Redgar explained.

"As for how, that's a bit more difficult.  We've included certain drugs
in the water and food that break down mental resistance and run
hypnotic messages in the mood music in the halls.  More intense
messages are buried in our weekly movies, in class, and through our
cable system.  The combined effect is very effective, as I'm sure
you'll agree." Redgar finished.

I just sat and shook my head, not wanting to believe any of this was
true.  It was all so bizarre even if it made sense.  I just had to get
this sorted out somehow.

"Don't worry, Ana, you'll feel better about all this tomorrow.  Our
little meeting here is just part of the process, so that you can begin
fixating on your new husband.  Mr. Reiner will leave you with all the
information you need about him for now." Redgar added.

"No, I don't want to go along with any of this!" I yelled, but I
couldn't bring myself to get out of my seat.  The inner fight was more
brutal than this outburst.  I wanted to leave, to run, but I wanted to
stay too, I didn't want to disappoint Mr. Redgar or Mr. Reiner.  Even
as I struggled to act, these very thoughts relentlessly stabbed at my
resistance.

"My dear, it's far too late for any of that.  Now, be a good girl and
show your future father in law just how good of a wife you'll make for
his son." Redgar coaxed.

"Please don't make me do this!" I squealed, somehow knowing just what I
was going to do, needed to do.  I was already moving as I voiced my
objections, my hands moving to untie my blouse from below my breasts.
I couldn't stop myself.  I wasn't even sure that I wanted to stop
myself, Mr. Reiner was so very handsome, and powerful.  It wouldn't be
any different than any other time I fucked a guy.  That all this was a
scheme to turn me into a docile house pet for some spoiled brat was the
only thing that kept me fighting back.

"Very impressive, much stronger willed than most I've seen here today.
Yet, she still is following your orders.  This won't harm her will it?"
Reiner asked idly as I tossed off my top and let my breasts spring
freely into view.  "Very nice breasts, Ana, you're just the perfect
size for Martin too."

A warm smile came to my lips before I could fight it, compliments
turned me to butter anymore, another part of their process no doubt.  I
thrust my chest out to acknowledge the favorable appraisal almost by
instinct, and I couldn't stop after I realized what I'd done.  I needed
his approval, somehow it was incredibly important, and I found the need
driving out my resistance.  I wanted to fight, but I needed to give him
the best fuck I could, and my desires were quickly being overwhelmed.
My pussy was already on fire with arousal and the need to be used.  I
was quickly realizing just how complete my education had been, and just
how out of control I had become.  My will was rapidly fading, replaced
by a need to serve and be used.

"How would you like to fuck me, Daddy?" I asked sheepishly.  He was
going to be my father in law after this was through, I reasoned, and
this kind of play-acting seemed appropriate.  I could hardly believe I
was doing this, but the battle was lost for now, all that remained was
to please him.  Later I could plan something, find a way to escape, but
for now, my need was beyond control, and what I needed has to be fucked
by Mr. Reiner.

"I think I'd like you to bend over the desk, Ana, and please leave the
skirt on, I rather like how it looks on you."  Mr. Reiner replied.

I moved over to Mr. Redgar's desk without a word and bent over,
spreading my legs widely  and placing my hands on the desk to brace
myself.  I could feel myself leaking now, anticipating my future
father-in-law's cock plowing into me.

Mr. Reiner walked up behind me and lifted up my skirt.  He gently
cupped my dripping mound with his hand and then ran his finger over my
puffed outer lips.  "You have a lovely pussy, my dear, and you keep it
nice and clean."

"Thank you, Daddy, good girls have to keep their pussies clean." I
cooed back.  It felt so natural calling him daddy like this, like it
was meant to be this way.  I was aching with need now, his light
caressing of my tender folds only heightening my need.  Maybe he was
testing me, I wasn't sure, but I knew I wanted his cock inside me, and
soon.

I sighed heavily when I heard the buckle on her pants being undone and
his pants fall to the ground.  It wouldn't be long now, I thought.  It
certainly wasn't, Mr. Reiner wasted no time in bringing his hard shaft
to my gates.  I mewed with delight as I felt the head of his member
touch my outer lips, arching my back so that he could enter me easily.

"Fuck me, Daddy!  Let me feel your hard cock just where a girl needs
it!" I shouted as he rubbed his head between my nether lips seeking my
entrance.  I only hopped he wasn't going to tease me.  Kylie had spent
half an evening teasing me once when I was in a state like this.  The
agony was worth the pleasure, but it was so hard to handle being kept
on the edge for so long.  I just hopped Mr. Reiner wanted to just give
me a long hard fuck.

"Of course, Ana." He groaned simply as he pressed deeply into me.  I
was well accustomed to sex now, and just let out a moan of complete
fulfillment as I felt his nice thick cock plow its way into me.  As I
felt his sack on my outer lips, I gave a squeeze of thanks with my
pussy.  This was heaven, being filled up with a wonderful cock, and all
I could do was moan in pure pleasure.

"You have a wonderful pussy, Ana.  You should be very proud." Mr.
Reiner complimented as he let himself twitch inside me.  I just melted
at the compliment, so happy that my future father in law was pleased
with my pussy.

"I have to compliment you on the training again, Mr. Redgar, I can
hardly believe just how compliant and well toned this little lady is
sexually." Mr. Reiner commented as he took a couple short thrusts in my
pussy.  He ran his hands over my hips and I could feel his finger
gripping me.  I was shaking with arousal and anticipation at the
obvious ride I was about to get.

"Indeed, I was pleased as well with just how much progress the students
have made here.  It's amazing just how much they can train themselves
with just a few simple directives.  Now, please, enjoy yourself, Mr.
Reiner.  We can discuss details later." Mr. Redgar said as I grunted
with a harder thrust from Mr. Reiner.

With that done, I felt the cock within me begin thrusting even harder,
and faster.  I grunted openly with every filling push as my whole body
shook from the impact of his hips.  With his hands on my hips, I
couldn't really move as Mr. Reiner plowed into me, but I did my best to
keep myself at the right angle for a good fuck.

It was then that I looked up into the window and could see a hollow
reflection of myself.  I was smiling mindlessly, my head bobbing with
every thrust, and my hair flowing wildly around me, unable to find a
place in the greater rhythm.  My breasts were bouncing wildly below me,
trying to dance in time with the trusting cock between my legs.  I felt
so alive, and was just drawn to my image, the image of such a wanton,
animalistic being unable to deny the pleasure I felt in knowing I was
just such a creature right now.

"Fuck me, Daddy!  Fuck your little girl hard!" I moaned.  I was being
washed away by the feelings coming from my pussy.  Mr. Reiner was a
wondrous lover, I thought, or I had just become such a wonton slut it
didn't matter how good he was.  I didn't care, really, being fucked was
far more important than any other concern right now.

Mr. Reiner only grunted in response, that and fucked me even harder.  I
grunted my own pleasure as his cock moved into me with even more force.
There wasn't the least bit of friction either, my folds were all
dripping with my own juices, only the tightness of my toned pussy
muscles slowed down our fucking, and I don't doubt that Mr. Reiner
liked it just like that.

Our fucking seemed to continue for hours.  He would occasionally go
slower or faster to keep me off balance, and time just fell away.  It
was always good like this, being fucked into such a timeless existence,
without worry or concern, the only thought was the pleasure coursing
through my veins.  I'd felt this before, with Kylie, and others, but
every time was just as wonderful.

It was only the stroking of my inner flames that brought me out of my
pleasure haze.  Mr. Reiner had done so nicely bringing me out and then
letting me descend back into the clouds, but now it was different.  I
could feel him rutting into me harder, and faster than before.  I was
panting too, my body nearly worn out from it's extended handling.  It
was time, and my aching nerves were carrying me along, pushing me
higher with every thrust into my flesh.

Then the fire struck, and the heavens parted.  My lips opened and the
sound of pure lust released raced from my lungs.  I collapsed onto the
table as my long delayed orgasm ran through me, my partner's shaft
spurting his seed into me as I felt my pussy reverberating with my own
release.  Mr. Reiner leaned down and massaged my back as I panted,
content at my handling, his cock slowly slipping from me.

"Thank you, Ana, you'll make a fine daughter." Mr. Reiner said as he
ran his fingers through my wildly tossed hair.  I smiled with
satisfaction at having pleased him.

"Thank you, Daddy, I'm so glad you like me." I cooed.

Mr. Reiner then pulled away from me, his hands tracing down my body as
he stood up.  "I expect to see Ana far more refined the next time I see
her.  Not that I'm displeased with her, she is certainly turning out
nicely."

I blushed at that as I grabbed my top off the floor.  It felt so good
to please him.

"Of course, Mr. Reiner.  Ana will be everything you could ask for in a
spouse for your son."

"Good, I must be going now, I have to catch a flight back to the
office."  Mr. Reiner said then turned to me.  "And thank you for a
wonderful afternoon, Ana.  Why don't you let your little friend lick
you clean back at the dorms, just so she knows what she missed?"

"I will, Daddy.  Have a good flight." I smiled back as I tied my blouse
under my breasts again, careful to leave the two orbs nicely visible.
I though about how I'd be walking home with his seed running down my
thighs and my heart warmed to the thought.  Kylie would certainly enjoy
it too, she really loved the taste of semen mixed with pussy juices,
especially mine.

Mr. Reiner laughed at that and went on his way.  I felt a bit saddened
by his departure, but he would be back soon enough.

"Very good, Ana.  I'm glad that you won't be on the reject list.  Now,
we need to discuss your classes for the spring semester." Mr. Redgar
stated mater of factly.

We went about our business as if nothing unusual had happened.  I
mindlessly diddled myself as we discussed my future curriculum.  I'd be
taking a few, spouse preparatory classes, etiquette, cooking, cleaning,
child rearing and a few others over the coming years in addition to my
core curriculum.  That too was changing, I would be focusing on history
and literature for my major now, as they were more conducive to
conversation at dinner parties.

The whole thing was very surreal, I didn't really give any input.
Rather I just nodded as Mr. Redgar laid out my future as he went over
my academic future here.  My earlier turmoil had returned, though not
nearly to the intensity it had been.  I realized what was being done to
me, but I felt so docile.  Everything Mr. Redgar suggested just seemed
perfect, like it should have been my plan from the start.  I knew that
wasn't right, but I couldn't fight back the concept either.  It was
just like earlier, my better senses being cooped by the hold they had
over me.

After the meeting, I thought about it as I walked home, knowing that it
wouldn't be long before I got used to this.  The notion was already
deeply seating inside me, I had a fianc,e now.  I rolled a cassette
tape over in my hands.  I had to listen to it at least once a day from
now on, so that I'd be molded into Martin Reiner's perfect bride.  I
couldn't stop myself from getting a little hot just at the thought.  I
already had a locket with his picture in it dangling between my
breasts, close to my heart just like it should be, just like he was.
Rationally, I knew just how wrong all this was, but their control was
insidious.  I needed to be a good wife, a good student, so I would
please them.  Pleasing them was so important, more important than my
own petty concerns.

As I walked up the steps to my dorms I wondered just how long it would
be before these last reservations blew away.  Before I was what they
wanted me to be.  Maybe today, I thought, I might as well start today,
no longer be just Ana Dorret, but rather the future Mrs. Martin Reiner.
Yes, a perfect wife for a perfect man, I'd be that woman.  I wouldn't
let anyone stop me, not even myself.  No one is going to stand in the
way of my wedding or my happiness.  Now all I had left to do was
prepare for that fateful day, and all the wonderful days after.

The End.

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