Message-ID: <37658asstr$1028416202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Mrs James Wentworth Preston" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 03 Aug 2002 15:36:51.0169 (UTC) FILETIME=[9642B510:01C23B03] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 3 Aug 2002 11:34:21 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Mrs JWP 77/? Fern Grotto (Rom Inc MF FF MM Oral Anal) Date: Sat, 3 Aug 2002 19:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates ************************* Read Me First ***************************** My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it is illegal to do so. Some real places are described, but all the characters and most places in my stories are completely fictional. Any resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post of this story is only permitted if the posting site is free and non-commercial. Mrs. James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2002 ************************ Thank You ********************************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston - Chapter 77 - Fern Grotto **********Story Prolog*************** My name is Justine and this is my story. My Husband James and I live in small-town, Midwest USA with my nineteen year old Son, Junior, and Maryann, our eighteen year old Daughter. This story is about my family getting an STD check-up in Hawaii, then going shopping, and Emily's visit to the Honor's College Dormitory (HCD) for a very personal tour by two Deans.. Sometimes these tales get pretty wild. I write about what I know or what others tell me they did. They say it's all true! In this chapter Louisa, a vacationing pre-med student, drives us and a young couple from Canada, Jason and Angel, to breakfast, Dr. Ho's clinic, and then to the big city of Lihue for haircuts and shopping. At the HCD, Dean Sandra Watson shows Emily and Dean Kate Stevens some very special things about the unique educational facility. Previous chapters can be found in the archives at ASSTR. Do a SUBJECT LINE SEARCH in the ASSM section and search on MRS JWP. If you have any difficulty, send me a note and I'll forward to you some step by step instructions that Junior wrote. All those options and stuff in ASSTR are confusing, but Junior's instructions are simple and easy to follow! ********Thanks for reading my stories********** ********Mrs. James Wentworth Preston******** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston Chapter 77 Fern Grotto Junior slipped out of the bungalow just after dawn, wearing his swim suit and a new Hawaiian shirt his Mom had bought him in Honolulu. Carrying his wireless phone, he wandered barefoot around the small cottage on the trail through the wooded gardens that surrounded the vacation rental. All the flowering bushes and trees were beautiful in the early morning light of Hanalei, Kauai. He'd woken up next to his Sister, eased out of bed, and gone from the lanai, where they'd slept, into the kitchen. He started a pot of Kona coffee as his Dad had explained it to him the day before. He didn't have much experience with stove-top percolators, but he'd know in ten minutes if he'd made it correctly. Junior found a place to sit on a cement bench in a niche along the path, called Emily, and said, "I love you!" when she answered. "I love you too darling! I'm so happy you called. I miss you terribly!" "You alright?" Junior asked. "You sound kinda out of it." "I've been taking a nap," Emily confessed. "What? I didn't know you took naps during the middle of the day." "Well, I got in so late last night, and *someone* did wake me up after I was sound asleep, and then. . . . " "I'm sorry honey," Junior interrupted her, "I won't do it again." "No! You call when ever you want," Emily insisted. "I love talking to you anytime! Just let me finish! Then at 6 AM, Liz starts beating on my door loud enough to wake the whole dorm!" "Oh! I see," Junior replied. "Naturally she wanted know all about my evening with John and Susan, but what she really wanted to tell me was all about her date with C.C., or actually about the sex test she gave him." "Really? Oh yes! You told me about that. How did it go?" "Great! She was really happy! C.C. got an 'A' in every part with a special commendation from her for his pussy licking skill," Emily giggled. "It seems that he spent quite a few hours on the Internet reading about cunnilingus and how to please a woman. Liz was very impressed." "Good! Hoo-ray for C.C." "Yeah, I'll say!" Emily agreed. "Liz made him out to be some kind of superman! She said he fucked her four times and ate her out five times! She said that sex had never been so good!" "She have a big, dreamy smile?" Junior asked. "Goddess Above, yes!" Emily laughed. "When he picked her up he brought her this huge bouquet of flowers and told her how ravishing she looked. All the way across campus to his dorm he kept stroking her butt, telling her how hot she was. They stopped three times to make out, just on the walk over!" "That must have been something special," Junior agreed. "Liz is so funny!" Emily chuckled. "She wore this skimpy pleated skirt and crop top over her best white lace silk bra and panty set. He pushed her up against trees in dark areas along the sidewalk and felt her pussy and tits as they kissed. He had her so wet by the time they got to his room she complained to me that he'd ruined her underwear!" "Horrors!" Junior laughed. In fact, Liz was so hot that by the time he unlocked his room, she was ready to strip off her soggy panties and fuck right then in the middle of the floor. C.C. had other ideas though. He too had been coached by Justine not to let Liz go slut on him to soon. He'd cleaned his room thoroughly and had lit some incense. "Sandalwood," Liz had complained to Emily. "I hate fucking sandalwood." She didn't complain long when she saw that C.C. had prepared some snacks and drinks. He had cold sodas and fresh grapes on ice. He sat in his chair and they nibbled on grapes, Liz was sitting on his lap and happily twisting her crotch against his hardon through their clothes. She got him to put on some music and they danced, or, as she said, "did some vertical fucking with their clothes on." Quickly C.C. had Liz's blouse open and was kissing, licking her breasts, sucking her nipples through her bra. One of his hands was under her dress, inside her panties feeling her butt. Liz was just hanging on with her arms around his neck, enjoying the hell out this romance, when he took one hands and put it on his cock, which he'd pulled out of his pants. "Hot and hard!" Liz had gasped. "It was like an iron rod covered in soft, warm, pulsing flesh. Now I was really hot to trot," Liz laughed. "But he danced me over to the chair, sat me down, knelt between my legs, draping them over his shoulders, and ate me right through my panties!" "Wow!" Junior was impressed. "Yeah, wow!" Emily agreed. "After C.C. made her cum hard, he knelt up and popped a cold coke for her. He lovingly pulled off her sopping panties and lay his head on her thigh, licking her pussy clean of her cum and girl juice." No one else had ever done that to Liz and she loved the soft licks and kisses. When C.C. stood up to pull off his shirt, Liz grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth while she unbuckled, unhooked, and unzipped his pants before pushing them down. C.C. had stepped out of his loafers and pants, pulling away from Liz's sucking mouth. "I don't want to cum yet," C.C. explained as he helped Liz out of her blouse. They danced some more, C.C. naked and Liz in her skirt and bra. He kept kissing her, his hands caressing her all over, especially under her skirt. Liz made no pretense about what she wanted, she had both hands on his cock and balls, stroking, caressing, feeling, and jerking occasionally. C.C. found the hooks to her bra and was soon sucking her nipples so sweetly that Liz creamed herself again. Finally Liz fell back on the bed, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and demanded to be fucked. C.C. knelt on the floor between her legs, scooted her ass to the edge of his bed, and began to slide his cock up and down her wet slit, banging her clit as he nursed at her breasts. Liz was soon panting with lust, begging to be filled with his cock. "When C.C. pushed his cock home into her, Liz exploded into orgasm," Emily reported. "He didn't move. He let her wrap her dancer's legs around his back and she humped herself on his cock until she couldn't hump any more. C.C. got up then and got another drink. He got on the bed, pulled her onto his lap, and held her lovingly as she sipped the coke." "Good 'ole C.C.," Junior said. "Well, it seems to Liz that our 'Good 'ole C.C.' has a tongue at least a foot long!" Emily giggled. "As she regained her composure, C.C. told her how beautiful she was and all that sort of love talk that drives us women wild. He began to caress her too, feeling her breasts, ass, and pussy. When he knelt on the bed at her feet, Liz thought he was going to lick her pussy some more. He started licking and sucking her toes, slowly moving up each leg. When he got to her knees, C.C. backed off, crossed her legs, and deftly rolled her over onto her stomach. Again his kisses began, being very tender and gentle with the ticklish spot behind her knees. Soon he was licking up the backs of her thighs to the hem of her skirt. Easily he flipped up her skirt and kissed her ass." "Nobody's ever kissed my butt before," Liz gushed, remembering her excitement. "You mean 'Ass'," Emily corrected. "Yes! Ass! He kissed my hot, fucking ass!" Liz agreed. "It was wonderful! He licked it all over and kissed it and sucked it and then. . . . then. . . . " "Then what?" Emily asked excitedly. "Then he," Liz paused, eyes sparkling as she remembered, "he licked down my crack and into my hole!" "Really?" "Really! I never felt anything like it. Girls have done me that way, and someone did last Saturday at Bob's and Patty's, but this was totally different. He was so sweet, so loving," Liz's eyes glazed over as she told her story. "His tongue softly licked my hole deeper and deeper. I couldn't believe how good it felt! When he pushed two fingers up my cunt," Liz giggled as she again used the nasty word, "and teased my clit, I came all over the place." When Liz recovered, she found herself on her back, C.C. firmly buried deep in her pussy. Happily she wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him wildly. "I'm ready to cum now Liz baby," C.C. told her between kisses, "so fuck me like that slut you want to be!" "Oh yes!" Liz cried and began to whip her hips up and down around his cock shaft. "Fuck me you stud! Fuck me and cum! Give me all your hot cum! Come on lover, fuck and cum! Fuck and cum!" It only took a few minutes for Liz to get C.C. to jet his man juice into her lusty loins. "The rest of the night went about the same," Emily told Junior. "They slept a little, C.C. would eat her through several cums, and then they'd fuck. She'd been there all night and had just come in! She pulled up her skirt and showed me her still swollen pussy!" Emily chuckled. "She was all washed though. They'd finished with a long shower and he had to drive her back, her legs were still too wobbly to walk straight." "Sounds like Liz is in love!" Junior suggested. "Oh yes!" Emily agreed. "Very much so." "I'll tell my Mom." "No! I'll do that! I still need to tell her about my objection to you being some slut's fuck toy! Don't you worry about Liz. I'll tell your Mom. Is she up yet?" "No, not yet. She's still sleeping. She worked pretty hard last night." "Work? Justine?" Emily was flabbergasted. Junior explained that his Mom's work was organizing the complicated seven person mini-orgy, with two of the participants banned from sex with the others because they'd not been verified STD safe. "So who are these people?" Emily asked. "Doug? Jason? And Angel?" Junior explained about Doug the bartender and meeting Jason and Angel on the beach the evening before. "They saved you?" Emily asked amazed. "No, no. I was just floating, dreaming about you, and the tide was carrying me out. I just swam back to the beach and thanked them. I took them to Doug's bar and fed them. Maryann came in, heard an exaggerated story, and called Mom. She and Dad came over right away. We ate and listened to Jason's and Angel's incredible tales of living in Na Pali, the tropical rain forest, for over a year without clothes, money, or any modern conveniences. It's quite a story." "So I suppose, besides this Louisa whore," Emily complained, "you're supposed to fuck this new slut, Angel." "Oh no!" Junior defended himself. "Besides, she's not STD safe!" "I think I'm going to call you Mother right now and have a little chat!" Emily was angry. "No wait!" Junior begged. "I see them coming. Jason and Angel. They've brought me coffee!" Jason and Angel were indeed bringing Junior some of the coffee he'd made. "We woke up and smelled the coffee," Jason explained. "No one was around, but I saw that you were the only one gone from bed in the lanai." "I poured cold water on top to settle the grounds," Angel added in her sweet English accent. "It tastes pretty good!" "Here!" Junior took a coffee from Angel and handed her the little phone. "It's my girl. Back at college. Tell her I didn't fuck you. And haven't even tried!" Angel looked at the strange plastic toy-like wireless telephone and held it to her ear, "Hello! Hello! Is anyone there?" "Her name is Emily!" Junior blurted out. "You don't have to yell. It works really well." "Emily! This is Angel!" "Hi Angel. Thanks for saving Junior from the tide. I appreciate it." "You're welcome. Your Dreamer is quite a guy. And no, we've not had sex." "Good! I mean. . . . I mean I'm sorry," Emily confessed. "I'm just lonely and a little bit upset that Justine seems to want my guy to screw all the girls she finds." "Dreamer is kind of cute, but my guy Jason is more my cup of tea. He's a smashing lover!" Jason laughed and took the phone from Angel, "Emily? This is Jason. Your guy Junior has been very gentlemanly. Now his Sister, she's was very wicked!" "What do you mean?" Emily asked. Before Jason could answer, Junior grabbed back his telephone, "let me talk to my girl. Hi honey! I'm back." "What did Jason mean that Maryann was very wicked," Emily wanted to know. "She used a strap-on to massage Jason's prostrate while he was fucking Angel," Junior replied matter-of-factly. "Oh! I see," Emily said, a little ashamed that she pried into their private sex life. "So what are you guys going to do today?" "We're going to have breakfast. Louisa's taking us to someplace new. Then we're going to the local STD checkup place. Afterward, Mom wants to buy Jason and Angel some clothes. You should see them. This morning Angel is wearing one of my shirts and Jason has on a pair of my swim trunks. They're pretty skinny after all the time they've been in the rain forest. Mom and Maryann are going to take Angel to a salon for a haircut. I guess Dad and I will take Jason to a barber. He needs a haircut too," Junior laughed. "Well, that sounds nice. Oh! Look at the time. I've got to get up and go to meet Kate and Sandra." "Okay sweetie. Have fun over at HCD! I love you." "I love you too darling. Take care!" "Yes! I will. Good bye lover!" "Good bye Emily," Junior said and powered off his telephone. "Nice girl," Jason told Junior. "Yes! Thanks!" Junior saluted them with his cup of coffee. "And thanks for helping with the coffee. It does taste good." "Ummmmm! Yes!" Angel agreed. "Like they say in Na Pali, it's Bitch'n!" Junior moved over to one side of the bench to let Jason sit with Angel in his lap. They chatted about the evening before, Angel and Jason really happy with the Preston family's acceptance of them during their time of need. "Junior!" called Maryann from back up the trail. "Over here Sis," Junior called back. Maryann wandered around the trail, naked, and found the three sitting on the bench laughing and sipping coffee. She sat on her brother's lap, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "I woke up and you were gone," she complained. "I need you!" "Oh!" Junior replied. "I just came out to call Emily and didn't want to disturb you." "I want to be disturbed," Maryann cooed. "You know what I need?" "What do you need?" Jason asked, eyeing her lush body. "You sure took care of me last night. Can I help you now?" "No," Maryann replied as she slipped off Junior's lap, knelt before him, pulled down his swim suit, and began to suck his cock hard. "She wants a wake-up fuck," Junior added as Maryann slurped up and down his now hard cock. "I hope you don't mind, do you?" he asked them as he stood and knelt between his Sister's spread legs as she lay back in the grass between some flowering plants. "No," Angel sputtered with surprise as Junior began to gently fuck Maryann. "That's a good idea," Jason decided. "Are you ready for some loving?" "Jolly good idea," Angel replied as she unbuttoned her shirt. "Will you eat me a little first?" "No problem," Jason agreed as he dropped the swim trunks he'd borrowed from Junior. Angel lay back beside Maryann and Jason got her good and wet with his talented tongue. Soon they were fucking too. Maryann came easily and often, moaning out her pleasure. Angel was happily cumming before Jason put his cock in her and sang out loudly as he fucked her into cum after cum while the rising sun poked it's rays through the overhead palm trees. About a half an hour later the four lovers lay in the grass satisfied. That's where James found them. "So here's where you young folks have come," he laughed. "Or come to cum!" "Hi Daddy," Maryann giggled and sat up, reaching to caress her Father's cock through his pants. "You want to cum too?" "No sweetheart, your Mother took real good care of me just a little while ago. She's on the phone with Louisa now, so you guys better get in, clean up, and get dressed. You kids help Jason and Angel get some decent clothes to wear to breakfast. And don't bother your Mother. Seems like Louisa's a little pissed that she didn't get to tie you up Maryann, like you did her. Your Mother is calming her down and doesn't need any interruptions. Okay?" "Right Dad," Junior replied as he hopped up, helping Jason and Angel to their feet. They all went back into the cottage, showered, and dressed. Maryann got Angel into one of her skimpy sun dresses, which fit her nicely since she was so much smaller. Junior loaned Jason the swimsuit he'd worn earlier, a Hawaiian shirt his Mom had bought him, and a pair of sandals. "Keep and eye on me," Jason laughed. "I'm not used to wearing shoes." When Louisa honked her rental car horn outside their bungalow, they were all ready and piled into the car. Justine and James sat in front with Louisa, the kids sat in the back, the girls on the guys' laps. "You bitch!" Louisa cussed at Maryann, looking over her shoulder at her sitting in Junior's lap. "You fuckn' tied me up and gagged me! I want payback!" Justine stroked Louisa's thigh below her shorts and cooed, "It's okay! It's okay. You don't have to shout. I'm sure Maryann will let you tie her up. Won't you honey?" "Sure," Maryann giggled. "That'll be kewl." "See?" Justine calmed Louisa. "Maybe I'll come and watch. Would you like that?" "Yeah. . . . well. . . . when?" Louisa asked. "Today. Tomorrow. As soon as we get a chance," Justine replied. "Okay," Louisa pouted. "But I'd better get a chance to tie and gag her like she did me!" "You will. You will," Justine reassured her. "Come on. Let's get going. I'm hungry. Where are you taking us?" "The Kapaa Diner," Louisa said as she drove down and around on Kuhio Highway the 23 miles to Kapaa where she took them to her favorite local's breakfast place in the Coconut Marketplace, part of the Coconut Beach Resort. ******************************* Emily had on a pair of sexy yellow carpi pants that fit her like another skin with a royal purple halter top that displayed her large breasts beautifully. Her white sandal clogs made her ass twitched nicely as she walked over to the HCD (the Honor's College Dormitory) to meet Deans Kate Stevens and Sandra Watson for a personal tour of the facility. She had her new straw bag over her shoulder containing her wireless phone, a notepad and pen, and the other necessities of a college girl's life. "Honk! Honk!" a car horn beeped near Emily. She looked over and saw Kate and Sandra, the two Deans she was going to meet. "Hey!" Sandra called from the passenger seat of Kate's little Miata convertible. "You want a ride?" "Sure," Emily replied, trotting over to the little car. "But where am I going to sit?" she asked, seeing the little Toyota Miata had only two seats. Sandra swung the passenger door open and patted her bare legs below her shorts, "Why, right here on my lap. It's only across campus!" "Okay," Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling under her new sunglasses. She wanted to get closer to Sandra, the sexy Honor's College Dean, and this seemed like a good start. "We used to ride like this a lot at Saint Joan's," Emily laughed, knowing that both Deans graduated from the same prep school as she had. Emily wiggled her butt a little on Sandra's lap, hoping she felt the heat from her bare butt. Because her capri pants were so tight, she only wore a skimpy thong panty underneath. Sandra did indeed feel the heat from Emily's bottom and hoped to get a better feel of her ass as soon as she could. When Emily put her arm around Sandra's shoulders and turned to talk to Kate as she drove, Emily's large boobs mashed delightfully into Sandra's face. Sandra sighed as her pussy gushed, wetting the crotch of her panties. Sandra fought back the urge to suck into her mouth Emily's nipple that protruded from her tight cotton halter, hoping her control would hold until they got to the HCD. They arrived at the dorm complex and Kate parked right in front by one of the No Parking signs, "They don't enforce those rules during summer session," Kate declared with snicker. "Especially when two Deans are in the car," Emily laughed. With a Dean on each arm, Emily was led into the cool quiet of the main entrance of the HCD. Sandra introduced Margaret, the HCD student working the front desk, to Emily and Sandra before obtaining a master key and showing Emily and Dean Stevens around the Honor's College Dorm complex. "I'd like to think that what we've seen, the media center, the artist's lofts, the theater, music, and dance practice rooms, and the computer center are the crown jewels of HCD," Sandra said as she led Kate and Emily into the dining area, "but I know that the real heart is right here in this cafeteria. Now it's dark and empty, but beginning two weeks before fall term, it'll be open again 24 hours a day. Except during regular meal hours, students can pull out these wall dividers and make group study areas. You know that there's a scheduled performance during each meal. The interaction is just fantastic. One day we might have a string quartet playing for the early risers and the next day it'll be a stand-up comic. Lunch is pretty hectic here, so short musical talents might be provided, say a soloist or a small combo. One of the most popular noontime acts last spring was a mime troupe. You didn't have to hear them, only see them. Playing off some of the many humorous situations that happen around her, they were hilariously funny. Everyone who took the time to pay attention to their performance really loved it." Emily was trying to show interest, but Kate's caressing hand on her butt kept distracting her. "Is this where I could give my cocksucking demonstrations and classes?" Emily asked, remembering that she had earlier suggested that in front of the two Deans at Uncle Bob's house. "Right!" Sandra laughed, "assuming, of course, that the SOB group would approve a cocksucking event." "I'd approve," Kate said as she slipped her hand down Emily's yellow capri pants covered ass and slipped between her legs to rub up against her pussy. "Maybe she could show some of her pussy eating skills too!" Sandra turned and studied Kate's and Emily's faces, wondering what Kate was hinting at. She noticed a movement between Emily's legs and saw Kate's hand cupping her pussy from underneath. Sandra immediately understood and leaned in to kiss Emily hotly. Cupping Emily's breasts through her purple halter, Sandra broke the kiss and cooed, "Would you like to do that too Emily?" "Hmmmmm," Emily sighed, getting hot from Kate's expert caresses, "I think I'd love to be the subject of such a demonstration. Have you ever given one Sandra? Or you Kate?" "Lots and lots," Kate replied softly, now snuggled up tight against Emily's back, scraping her braless tits against Emily's mostly bare back. "I've been showing Sandra some clever things to do with her tongue on wet labia and inner vulva tissues. Maybe she could give you a little demonstration. Hmmmm Sandra?" "Oh yes!" Sandra cooed, feeling Emily's hard nipples under her halter, "I'd love to give her a demonstration. Would you like that Emily?" Emily swallowed hard, trying to keep control of her senses, replied, "Yeah! I'd like that a lot!" "Good!" Sandra said and took Emily's hand. "Come with me and I'll show you a special place in our dining hall." Sandra led them to the empty serving counters and a locked door at one end by the cashier stand, "Like I said earlier, we keep the cafeteria open all day and night. Students are hired, in teams of two, to oversee the overnight sales of coffee, tea, and soft drinks, as well as prepared packaged food and snacks. When things get slow, one of the pair can catch some sleep in here!" Sandra unlocked the door, swung it open, and flipped on the light. Inside the room was a twin bed, a toilet and sink, and a dresser and closet for personal items, all for the use of the on-duty student attendants. "It's been said that more fucking and sucking goes on in here than sleeping, but I myself have never personally known that to be true." "Until now," Emily giggled as she deftly unbuttoned Sandra's blouse to expose her well filled lacy bra. "I think that it's good for the Dean to have first-hand experiences of such phenomena," Emily suggested as her finger tips danced around on the bare flesh of the upper swells of Sandra's breasts. "I know that book learning is valuable, but practical experience is the best teacher. Don't you agree Kate?" "Yes," Kate sighed as she loosened Emily's pants and began to pull them down. "I haven't stripped tight capri pants off a young girl in years." One of Kate's hands slipped into the front of Emily's open pants and felt her sopping wet thong panties and the hot cunt mound beneath them. "Yes, this is good practice!" Sandra had stripped off her blouse and bra, enjoying Emily's suckling of her nipples as she worked to get her shorts off, "You suck tittie really nice, Emily. You must have been practicing too." "Hmmmm!" Emily moaned around Sandra's nipple because Kate had pulled her tight pants down to mid-thigh and pushed her face into Emily's ass crack. Her deft tongue easily found Emily's asshole and was teasing it sexily. "Who's been teaching you?" Sandra asked again, wearing only her panties as she began to work Emily's halter off her big breasts. "Junior's Mom and Sister," Emily blurted out, crossing her arms and jerking her top up and over her large breasts, tossing it into a corner, her heavy breasts jiggling and bouncing with the motion. "Ahhhhhhh!" Emily groaned as Sandra massaged both of her tits as she sucked each nipple hard. Emily stepped out of her sandals and pants that Kate had pushed down. Kate got the gusset of her thong panties between her teeth and easily pulled them down. "Oh Goddess Above!" Emily cried as Kate's tongue found her asshole again while her fingers danced up and down her hairless pussy slit. Sandra saw that Kate was trying to eat Emily out before she got her chance and quickly pulled Emily to the bed, "You lay down, spread those beautiful legs, and get ready to cum!" As Sandra began to kiss and lick Emily's upper thighs, Kate stood and watched the lust grow in Emily's eyes and across her face. Though Sandra was only ten years or so older than Emily, Kate was nearer 40 years older. She knew she didn't have a hard, nubile youthful body like Emily, but hers was in fine shape. She worked out daily, ate well, and didn't smoke, drink to excess, or have any nasty drug habits. She also knew that sucking Emily's pussy was something Sandra had been dreaming about so she didn't want to interfere with her lust, but decided that sitting on Emily's face would be nearly as exciting as eating her. Kate found the tie to her wrap-around dress, loosened it, and tossed off her garment with a flourish. She jerked off her soaked panties and tossed them onto her dress. Kneeling beside Emily, Kate palmed her sizable tits and began to suck and lick them. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" Emily cried as she felt both Deans' intimate caresses. "That's so nice!" she gushed, beginning to squirm with the intense pleasure. The Honor's College Dean held back her lust as she gently nibbled and licked on Emily's bare labia, driving her crazy with her teasing. "Eat me! Oh yes! Eat me!" Emily panted. Sandra looped her arms around Emily's thighs and held her pussy open with both hands. Sandra, still in control, paused to gaze at the lust bright pink interior of the vulva, glistening with aromatic pheromones. 'So beautiful! So sexy! God, I'm going to love this!" Sandra thought, then gave into her lust and buried her face in Emily's hot, wet slit. "Goddess above!" Emily cried as she arched up to Sandra's tongue and climaxed hard. Kate continued to tease Emily's nipples with her hands as she kissed her through her orgasm. "I just knew you'd be a hot one!" Dean Stevens cooed between kisses. "You cum so sweetly!" Kate waited until Emily had regained her senses and then got up to kneel over her head. "Eat me darling! I need a cum too!" Emily began to lick out the elderly woman and quickly realized that she used a sexy strawberry flavored douche. It flamed Emily's senses and she began a frantic pussy sucking and licking, striving to make the Dean cum quickly. Down below, Sandra had twisted around to scissor her legs with Emily's, mashing their pussies and clits delightfully together. Emily's natural sexiness had her humping her groin wildly into Sandra's, making Sandra spiral toward her own cum. "Oh Fuck!" Kate cussed, gushing her cum and sweet juice all over Emily's face, followed quickly by Sandra's polite, "OH YES! Ah! Ah! Oh yes!" as she too climaxed. Kate shook off the foggy webs of her sexual high and, seeing that Emily still humped her wanting pussy at an unresponsive Sandra, leaned down and began to tongue and suck Emily's still unsatisfied cunt. Emily kept eating Kate as, together, they alternately made each other cum and cum and cum. Sandra came out of her orgasmic thrills and saw that her spot between Emily's legs was now occupied by Kate. Freeing her legs from Emily's, Sandra sat back and pleasured herself, something she had become quite good at doing. Dean Watson's personal code of hands-off-HC-students, only violated here with a *future* HC student, left her only frequent solo sex to relieve her frustrations inspired by all the young hard bodies of the students, both male and female. She massaged her breasts, tweaked her nipples, and strummed her fingers over her still engorged clit. When Emily and Kate finally were sated, they noticed Sandra playing with herself. Together they teamed up to finger, kiss, lick, tongue, and suck Sandra through a whole series of happy cums. The women loved, played, and lounged together for over an hour, trying every sex combination that the three of them could imagine. As they talked, Emily asked softly about safe sex and the anti-STD medical group called Sweetpea. "Oh, we have a video about that!" Sandra laughed. "Once it became obvious that there was no way we could control the sexual activities of HCD students, we re-directed our energies to a program promoting safe sex. We show a video to all the incoming students about the necessity for safe sex and the usefulness of testing by the Sweetpea group." "Does everybody belong?" Emily asked. "Mostly everyone," Kate replied, herself a big supporter of Sweetpea, "and now only a handful of the non-first year students don't get regular check-ups and an STD clearance of potential sexual partners. "Would you like to see the video?" Sandra asked Emily. "Sure," Emily replied, looking about for a TV and VCR. "Not here," Sandra replied, getting off the bed to pick up her shorts and blouse. "Get dressed Emily. We'll go to the 'Oh Dee Room'." "Oderum?" Emily asked as she wriggled into her tight pants with the help Kate's caressing hands. Emily had left off her thong underwear, as had Sandra. "It stands for 'Old Dean's Room'," Kate laughed. "It was where I stayed," Sandra added. "It was called 'The Dean's Room' by the HCD students. I moved out within two months and now it's a guest room here for distinguished visiting artists, poets, scientists, lecturers, and whoever might be the guest of the Honor's College and willing to stay here. I certainly wouldn't!" "What happened?" Emily asked, amazed that Sandra would leave her students. "It has to do with authority. I was the authority figure here and found it was counter-productive to what was supposed to happen," Sandra admitted. "I expected the students to govern themselves, with the older students providing the guiding hand. After all, they're supposed to be the best and smartest in the University. Unfortunately, every form of self-government we tried here didn't work because I was physically here. Instead of settling problems among themselves, they came to me." "It was a fucking mess over here," Kate added as she tied her wrap- around skirt on, after she'd loving helped Emily into her tight halter top. "I couldn't sleep," Sandra sighed. "They'd wake me at 4AM to get me to decide who was supposed to be watching the front desk. I'd go to endless meetings that lasted until 2AM concerning how many Christmas trees would be allowed for decoration during the holidays, when they'd be permitted to go up, when they'd came down, and who would pay for them. It was a terrible situation. Since I had final authority, and lived right down the hall, all disputes ended up with me, unless someone would compromise their position, which didn't happen very often." "Oh!" Emily understood, shoving her underwear into her purse, as did Kate and Sandra into theirs. "So I moved out. Things here haven't always been better without me being here 24 hours a day, but, all-in-all, after four years, it's a far better place now than it's ever been," Sandra concluded as they walked out through the cafeteria and out a back exit into a hall. "Down here!" she led Kate and Emily. At the end of the hall, near an exit to the parking lot, they came to a door without a number; only the letters 'O' and 'D'. "Some students say it means OD as in 'Over Dose'," Sandra laughed. "I suppose I did over dose on these kids, but it was strictly academic. They couldn't grow and mature like they needed to with "Dorm Mom Watson' hanging around all the time." "Besides," Kate giggled as she and Emily followed Sandra into the OD room, "all those stiff hard young clits and cocks nearly drove her crazy!" "It was incredible. They wore next to nothing and fucked like minks day and night," Sandra agreed. "At three in the morning I hear a tap on my door and find a naked girl, nipples and clit swollen with cum leaking out of her pussy, asking me to tell her boyfriend to go back to his own room because she has to get some sleep for an early morning exam." "Sounds like fun, huh Emily?" Kate chuckled. "Then the guy comes running up, naked too, hard cock bouncing along, telling me that the girl lost a bet with him and he was entitled to spend the *whole* night with her, as agreed," Sandra continued as she closed the door. "I saw that cock and my pussy gushed. I almost took the kid to my bed, to keep him from the girl. There was sex everywhere." "That's when they made the video," Kate ventured as she and Emily sat on the couch facing the TV and VCR. "Yes," Sandra replied, opening a locked drawer with a key on her personal key ring, "and I still have the original copy that was banned by President James because, in his words, "it was just simply blatant, gratuitous sex!" I don't think it's as bad as pornography, but . . . . " " . . . . but," Kate continued, "it's one really hot video! Makes me cream my pants every time I see it!" Sandra pulled out a tape, powered on the TV and VCR, inserted the tape, and fiddled with the controls until the image appeared of the University Seal with the Honor's College logo super-imposed on it. Holding the remote, Dean Watson sat on the couch with Kate, Emily between them. The video started with bubbles. Lots and lots of soap bubbles with tiny spotlights dancing beautifully through them. The bubbles got closer and closer to the camera and finally enveloped it. Then fingers were seen wiping off the lens, then a cloth drying it of any soap residue. When removed, the camera was again looking at bubbles, until a hand slithered through the bubbles, pushing them away from a firm brown breast and a stiff pink nipple. "Oh!" gasped Emily, surprised. "The videography is excellent," Sandra said softly, not wanting to break the mood of the video. Sensuously the bubbles on a brown girl were swept away to expose a young Betty, the girl that Junior, Emily, and Liz had met when they visited to turn in the housing and parking forms. "That's Betty!" Emily cried out. "Yes!" Sandra sighed. "Beautiful, isn't she?" "Hmmm hmmm!" Kate agreed. A woman's voice began to tell about being clean and keeping clean, "especially to avoid sexually transmitted diseases, or STDs, as we call them." "One of President James' objections was," Sandra told them, "that the announcers were un-professional. I don't think it's that bad, but the re-edited video is much easier to follow." As the woman announcer talked about the seriousness of personal hygiene and safe sex practices, Betty does a breast lump test, a labia and vulva inspection with a mirror, and gives her self a douche and an enema. "This is strange," Emily whispered as the video changed to focus in on a guy washing his cock, balls, and ass. The voice continued to talk about safe sex and keeping away from unclean people. The screen image was now of the guy jacking off. "You should be careful about who you sleep with," the voice said as the video cut to a minute of a hotly fucking couple. Again the video went back to the guy, only now there was hand fondling his balls. This hand had manicured fingernails with bright red polish. Soon the guy's hand on his cock was replaced by another smaller hand with red nail polish. "Even if you don't have any penetration," the announcer continued, "you can still receive an HIV positive infection." The camera moved back to see a girl's two hands jerking the cock and suddenly a spurt of cum jetted out. The screen faded to black and then lightened again to show Betty's beautiful brown face being spattered with jism, which dripped off her nose and chin. Suddenly the film stopped and a large red circle with a diagonal red stripe across it over Betty's frozen face and licking tongue emphasized the announcer's point, "Don't do this without checking your partner out with Sweetpea first!" The announcer continued on over a variety of scenes of sexual activity, "Just because he's a good buddy or she's too sweet to have any disease isn't any protection at all." The video showed quick shots of girls doing girls, guys doing guys, guy/gal sex, and all sorts of group activity. "One infected person can infect a whole group of your friends in one wild evening. Even *YOU* can be infected unless you insist that you and your friends *ALL* be check regularly and *ALWAYS* be sure that any sexual partner is declared STD safe *BEFORE* you begin a relationship." "It does have the right message," Sandra admitted. "Only the wrong pictures!" Kate cracked. The announcer began a clinical explanation of partner-less sex, or solo sex, with graphic medical book drawings showing the vulva, clitoris, vagina, breasts, nipples, and anus on a woman. The same was done for men, including a medical description of the prostrate and how to find it, just had been the case with the G-spot in women. Betty appeared again naked on the screen as the announcer described how a woman masturbates. She played with her breasts and nipples to excite herself, then dropped a hand to play with her pussy. The video cut to a guy jacking off and teasing his balls as the announcer described what he was doing. "It is an education video after all," giggled Emily, now beginning to get excited. Kate next to her had loosened her dress and had one hand inside her bodice and the other roaming under her warp-around skirt. Sandra had opened her shorts and blouse and, like Kate, was caressing her breasts and pussy too. They knew what was coming next. Emily looked back to the video and saw that the guy with the long erection was sitting down on a blue exercise mat and lying back, throwing his legs up over his head. The guy was pulling on his hips, pulling his cock to his waiting mouth. With an arch of his neck, he took half on his cock into his mouth. "Goddess Above!" Emily gasped, watching the guy pump his cock in and out of his mouth, sucking himself. "Did Doctor James see this?" "Uh huh!" Kate moaned as she began to unsnap Emily's pants. "Emily! Get those pants down!" she ordered. Sandra grabbed the front of Emily's halter and jerked it down, baring her breasts. "Watch!" is all Sandra said as she and Kate returned to playing with themselves as they watched the screen. Emily cupped her breasts and felt a spark of sex fire shoot from her nipples to her clit. Without a moments thought, Emily dropped a hand to her pussy and began to stroke her clit too. The guy on the film was taking nearly all his cock into his mouth and, before Emily could even wonder how this guy could do this, the guy speared a finger into his ass, twisted it around a couple of times, and then jerked his legs wildly as he spurted his cum into his own mouth, a little dripping out down the side of his face. Emily, closer to orgasm than she thought possible, was both happy and sad when the scene faded to black. Before she could say anything, the announcer continued with talk about female masturbation as Betty appeared on the screen, playing with herself. She too pulled out an exercise mat and, like the guy before, lay on her back, and lifted her legs over her head so that her pussy was close to her mouth. "No!" Emily laughed, "She can't do that! Can she?" "Just watch!" Sandra again insisted. Emily watched astonished as Betty pulled her hips down with her hands and began to lick her own pussy. Betty was a careful, deliberate licker, teasing herself as she lapped up her own cunt juice. This scene went on much longer than the one with the guy and was totally erotic. The announcer was quiet as soft music played, setting an erotic tone to the lewd exhibition. Betty was now getting close to orgasm. Her face was as bright red as her inner labia and her moans and groans were louder than the music. Betty suddenly let go of her ass, lifted up a vibrator from the floor so the other hand could turn it on, and quickly reached around her hips and pushed it into her ass. "OHMYGOD!" Emily yelled, feeling her own anus clamp down in a powerful orgasm from her dancing fingers on her clit and nipples. As Betty fucked her ass and sucked her clit in the video, her body tightened and relaxed with her climaxes, a little glistening cum rivulet trickling down her labia for her to lap up like a thirsty kitten. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Sandra panted as her own loins jerked in orgasm. "Oh FUCK! I'M CUMMING TOO!" Kate gasped, arching her hips up to her plunging fingers. Betty quickly had a final big spasm and collapsed, her legs lashing out and dropping back to the floor. "We strongly suggest abstinence or solo sex rather than risk infection," the announcer added over video clips of couples holding hands romantically and groups of guys and girls laughing and talking. "We highly recommend that you go to the Sweetpea group and get an STD check up. Even if you've never had any kind of sex at all, do it! Get yourself a clean check-up and maybe that special guy or gal you've been wanting to get to know better might just find out that you're ready, available, and *SAFE*." The rest of the film explained how to contact the Sweetpea group, their fee policy, and how to get more information about Sweetpea and STDs in general. The final scene was of an American flag blowing in the breeze with the song: "America the Beautiful", playing softly while the announcer said that all Americans were free to choose what they do with whom, "it's only *smart* and *safe* to prevent you and your friends from disease infection." The End. The video clicked off and automatically rewound itself. "Wow!" Emily sighed, pulling her fingers from her sopping pussy and licking them. "That was naughty, wasn't it?" "Disgusting!" Dean Kate Stevens agreed with a laugh, adjusting her warp- around dress to cover herself again. "I love that fucking video," Sandra sighed as she too dressed, pulling up her shorts and buttoning her blouse. "You know," Emily confessed as she wiggled into her pants and halter again, "I'm supposed to go see Betty while I'm here. She wants to show me her room and how it can be fixed up for comfort." "Oh my!" Sandra said, knowing exactly Betty's intentions by inviting Emily to her room. "That Betty can surely show you how to get comfortable," Kate giggled. "Well, I'd better go now," Emily explained, looking at her watch. "She has a rehearsal at 5:30 and it's after 4 o'clock already. I'll find my way. She told me she's in room #309." "Don't be silly," Sandra replied. "We'll walk you up. I want to show you where yours and Junior's rooms will be assigned," Sandra said softly, "that is, if you'll have us." Emily turned and stared at Sandra. She'd forgotten that she was supposed to be deciding if she wanted to be in the Honor's College or not, including staying in the HCD. She quickly recovered and replied, "Oh! I didn't know that the SOBs (Social Opportunities Board members) had met and set the room assignments." "Well, . . . actually. . . . " Sandra admitted as she moved to the door, "I fucked the Head SOB, that's what the wanabe chairman calls himself now. He expects to unseat CC. I didn't pressure him then about you two guy's needs. I knew he wanted something. When he asked, I bartered his request with my desire to get you two your rooms as you requested." "What did you barter with?" Emily asked. "Yes. What exactly did he want?" Kate asked, blocking the door, preventing Sandra from escaping the question. "He. . . . " Sandra paused, "he wanted me to sleep with his girlfriend. I was stunned! She's an off-campus HC student and a member of the SOB too. She's a hottie. A killer body. Beautiful long blond hair and face. She used to strut around here in her bra and panties and drove me crazy with lust. She'd moved off campus this past year and I've only lusted her from afar during SOB meetings." "Did you?" Emily asked, wide-eyed. "Sleep with her? Did you?" "Yes, after a bit of haggling," Sandra laughed as she stepped toward the door. "He miss-interpreted my not saying anything, which was because I was so surprised to be offered something that which I really wanted.. He thought it wasn't a good enough offer! He sweetened the pot by adding her younger sister!" Sandra looked strained and after a pause, "Listen. I met her younger sister during last fall's 'Family Weekend', she'll be a freshman this fall. The Head toured her around here with lavish flourish. Mostly they stayed off campus with the girl friend, the older sister, but on a few nights Head and the younger sister would hang out here and end up in his room! From what I actually saw, I cannot say they were having sex, but I did pass by his room late in the night and heard the unmistakable cries and moans of sexual pleasure. I have a few dependable sources who all agree he'd fucked his girlfriend's eighteen year old sister royally, several nights, all night long." "Well," Emily asked again, tapping her toe with impatience, "Did you? Did you have sex with those women?" "Yes," Kate agreed, still blocking the door, "did you?" Sandra looked at Kate, then Emily, and said with a grin, "Yes! And I loved it! It was fantastic." Sandra sighed remembering, "Those two hot women, together, licking my body. It was wonderful. When those two sluts got their tongues on my clit, I exploded. I couldn't even move and those two kept it up. Licking, sucking, kissing, tonguing me. I can't even guess at how many cums I had." Sandra smiled at Kate, "It was unbelievable." "Wow!" Emily gushed. "Thank you for your efforts to help us get our rooms." "He had to watch," Sandra said quietly as she pushed Kate aside and opened the door. "When Head got a hardon, he'd fuck one of us. That wasn't as much fun. But I had a great time with the two sisters and am happy to lead you to your new room!" Emily just smiled and let Sandra lead them up the stairs to floor three, where, not only Emily 's and Junior's new rooms would be, but also Betty's. "Rooms 345 and 342," are now reserved for you and Junior," Sandra told Emily. "At least that's what head told me." Sandra opened the door to 345, allowing Emily and Kate in to look around. The bare walls, bed without sheets or pillows, and empty closets made the room seem stark and barren. "Looks nice, but needs some personal touches," Kate suggested. "That's why I'm going to see Betty," Emily replied. Sandra knew Betty well and understood that interior decorating wasn't exactly Betty's motive to get Emily into her room, alone. "Are you sure you have to go see her?" Sandra asked cautiously. "You saw in the video," Kate added quietly, "how she amuses herself." "Yes, and she's got a rehearsal at 5:30. It's in only a hour," Emily replied. "If I'm going tell her that I heard that she could lick herself and I wanted to see that, I'd better get going. I'd hate to not have enough time to see her fuck her ass as she licks her pussy. I've never seen that and I need to expand my horizons." "Well," Kate laughed, "expand away girl." Kate hugged Emily and kissed her good bye softly. "Yeah," Sandra added, "have a good time. I hope our tour has convinced you to join us here at HCD," she added as she hugged and kissed Emily too. "Oh yes!" Emily laughed. "Count me in. I think this is going to be great! See you two later!" Emily smiled and left the two Deans in her future room #345 to go visit Betty down the hall in #309. Sandra stared while Kate licked her lips as Emily's boobs bounced in her skimpy halter and her ass twitched delightfully in her tight capri pants. As the door closed behind Emily, Kate loosened her wrap-around dress and let it fall to her feet. "I think we should check out Emily's new bed and make sure It'll be safe for her to have sex on," now naked Kate cooed to Sandra. "Come here sweetie. I've got time. Have you?" "Sure!" Sandra giggled as she stripped off her blouse and skirt. "Let's fuck!" ************************* Talk over breakfast was mostly about Kauai and Na Pali. Jason and Angel told about many of their adventures and Louisa explained many of the sights around the island. The Preston family ate strictly vegetarian, as did Jason and Angel. Louisa, feeling the group pressure to eat healthy foods, had only eggs, foregoing the bacon that she'd grown to love for breakfast. Kona coffee, guava, and pineapple juice were the drinks; chunks of native fruit were eaten from piles on various serving plates. "Is the Fern Grotto Group's medical offices around here?" Justine asked Louisa. "Down in Wailua," Louisa replied. "About three miles down the road. Why do you want to go there?" "We're going to get checked for STDs," Justine explained. "Mainly Jason and Angel, but I think we all will get tested." "Not me!" Louisa laughed. "I'm safe." "You too, if you want to mess around with us," Justine insisted. "I'm buying. Besides, as a future medical doctor you should be interested in this concept. You've nothing to fear. I'd think you'd be curious as to how it works. And our financial support to their anti-STD efforts should be welcome." "Well, if you insist," Louisa pouted. "Don't be a poop," Maryann laughed. "Four hot women and three hunky guys! This should be a hoot! Maybe they'll let us do it group style." "Maryann!" James chastised his Daughter, "don't think that this will be like seeing Dr. Charley back home. I expect that when you strip and spread your legs for Dr. Ho, he's not going to fuck you. Just examine you!" Laughter rippled around the table. Jason glanced at Angel and they joined in the chuckles too. So it was agreed that they'd all get an STD test and then go shopping. Louise commented that she didn't know all that much about hair stylists on the island; she always got her hair done in LA. Maryann, wanting to spice up their trip to a hair salon, picked up her telephone and speed-dialed back home to The Salon and Shoppes of Geri and Keri, where she worked. "Hey Keri!" Maryann said into her phone. "I'm in Kauai, Hawaii, and need a salon. Do you guys know of any women-only places around here?" She listened for a minute and then hung up saying, "Keri is going to consult with Geri and they'll call back in a few minutes." Ten minutes later Geri called back with a name and address, suggesting that they use their nickname with the owner, "tell them K & G sent you." The address was in Lihue, the main city on Kauai Island. Louisa agreed that she could find it and would go as soon as they finished their medical check-ups. Now thinking about new hair styles and clothes, the table talk turned to women's fashion and how best Angel could cut her hair to flatter herself. The men were left out and resigned themselves to simply listening as they finished their breakfast. James stood and fished out some money to pay, "Come on girls. You can gab while we wait to be tested." "Oh no!" Louisa waved her AmEx card at James. "I'm buying." Louisa did and soon they were all back in her rental car driving to Wailui. Doctor Ho's clinic was a brick and metal building with lots of airy windows, a small children's playground, a shaded picnic area, and plenty of flowering plants, bushes, and shrubs. Inside it was brightly colored with whole walls covered with murals of Kauai scenic sights. Justine went to the receptionist and made the arrangements. James paid in advance for seven STD tests. "I'm going first," Justine said as she handed out short forms to the others. "James is second, Angel third, then Jason. You three can decide among yourselves who goes next. Just fill out the simple forms. If you have any questions, ask the nice nurse receptionist. We'll all meet out back in the shade when everyone's through. There's another staff RN due on duty in a few minutes and he'll run the second set of testing machines so we ought to be all screened rather quickly. If there are any delays, it better be medical. No messing around, hear me!" Justine looked sharply at Maryann and Louisa. "We got other things to do once this is finished, so lets not screw around and waste time. Okay? Any questions?" Hearing none, Justine turned and walked to the door and went into the STD testing area. Before James could complete his form, he was called by the second RN who'd just come on duty. "Nothing to it!" Justine laughed as she came out a few minutes later. "Doc Ho is a really nice guy and is very happy to welcome us to the Fern Grotto Group. As I expected, I'm clean. If you are done with your forms, turn them in to the cute receptionist. I'm going outside to enjoy more of this day. You all hurry up and join me and we'll get on to more important things, like the beauty salon!" Justine smiled and left. Quickly they all got tested. Angel waited for Jason and together they went outside hand-in-hand to join Justine and James. "You guys get clean STD check-ups?" Justine asked. "Yes," Angel giggled, "both of us!" "Good!" James smiled. "Come here beautiful and let me show you some appreciation for saving my Son from the ebbing tide," he added as he pulled Angel away from Jason into his arms for a hot kiss. "Hmmmmm!" James sighed. "You kiss nice, just like I'd hoped," he whispered as his hand slid up under her sun dress to cup her mound. "You're giving me a fat hard-on that I'm going to use to make you cum and cum and cum." Justine had pulled Jason to the other side of the picnic table, pushed him down along the bench seat, and lay down upon him, "You stud! I'm going to fuck you until you spurt a gallon of cum," Justine cooed as she kissed on his face, rolling her crotch across his growing erection. Inside, Junior got tested after Jason and waited for his Sister and Louisa to finish. Together, the went outside and around back to join up with their parents and the Canadian couple. There they found Angel sitting back on the table, dress up around her hips while James ate her hot pussy. Jason still lay on the picnic table bench with Justine crouched over him, sucking his cock. "Hey Mom! Dad! We're all through!" Maryann called out, giggling, seeing her parents perform oral sex on the two young Canadians. "You guys ready to go?" "Yeah. . . . well, I guess so," Justine said, wiping her chin of her dripping saliva, "I suppose we'll have to continue this later Jason," she laughed, pulling off his cock and sitting up. "James, we gotta go now!" she called to her husband. "Okay, okay!" James replied reluctantly, lifting his cum smeared face from Angel's wet pussy. "I'm sorry dear. We'll do this some more later." "That's okay," Angel replied. "I had three nice cums," she complimented him as she sat up. "Jason! Let's go!" Angel hopped off the table, went around and pulled her guy up, helping him pull up his borrowed swim trunks. Together they all went to Louisa's rent car. James and Justine got in the back, taking Jason and Angel with them. Louisa drove with Maryann and Junior in front. In the back seat, for the short drive to Lihue, Jason sat with James, and Angel with Justine. "Hmmmmm!" Justine cooed as Angel sucked on her bare nipple, "your pussy is so hot, so wet!" Justine pulled her finger out of Angel and licked the hot girl juices. "You taste good too!" "Momma," Maryann called from the front seat, "we're almost there!" Indeed, they were rapidly getting to inner city Lihue. James lifted off of Jason's cock, "You ready to cum?" "Yeah," Jason gasped. "I'm close." "Let's finish it then!" James replied and once again took Jason's cock into his mouth. James wormed his finger under Jason's balls and found his ass hole, teasing it sexily as his throat swallowed down on Jason's cockhead. "God yes!" Jason gasped and came in James' mouth as Louisa pulled into a parking lot near the women-only salon. "Good driving!" Justine told Louisa as Angel licked her own cum off Justine's hand. "Come on girls, let's get beautiful!" Justine opened the door, pulling up her sarong, as Louisa, Maryann, and Junior got out of the front seat. "There's a nice restaurant over there," Justine pointed across the street as Angel got out of the car. "We'll meet you guys over there in four hours. About 5PM. Okay?" "Sure Mom," Junior replied, watching his Dad help Jason out of the back seat. Jason moved around and leaned down to kiss Angel, winked, and smiled, "See you later darling!" "Bye guy!" she giggled. "You boys have a smashing time!" "Oh, we will!" Jason laughed and moved back to join James and Junior as the four women went into the salon. "Come on," James said, taking Junior's and Jason's hands, "let's go find a barber and do some shopping!" The three men walked down the street as the women giggled together, entering 'Miss Aloha's Fine Salon'. *************************** "Hey Betty! It's Emily!" Emily called at the door of room #306 as she knocked quietly. "Open up!" "Hi," Betty said as she pulled open her HCD room door. "Nice to see you." Betty had on a light blue satin camisole top and matching tap pants, looking really sexy. Her black hair fell in a soft curl to her shoulders. Her figure was nice. A hard dancer's body. "You look great," Emily said as she slipped into her darkened room, burning incense filling the air with an erotic aroma. "I hope I'm not too late." "Never too late," Betty cooed. "You look nice too!" she added, eyeing Emily's hot halter top and tight capri pants. "Want a coke?" "No, but if you got any juice or water, I'd appreciate a drink." "Sure," Betty smiled. "O.J. or apple juice?" she offered as she opened her mini-fridge. "Apple," Emily replied, sitting in Betty's desk chair. "You've got this fixed up neat!" "Didn't cost much," Betty explained as she handed Emily a can of Apple juice. "and it's really simple." Betty went on to tell Emily what she did to fix up her HCD room and how much she spent. For some reason, Betty was completely open to this new woman; telling her in detail what she bought to improve her room, where she bought it, and how much it cost. Betty had been waiting for over an hour, masturbating often, keeping hot as she awaited Emily. It was strange for her. She usually picked her sex partners and dominated them. Now, with her pussy hot and wet, she was docile in the presence of Emily, the Freshman Early Entry Super Student, the first ever freshman to enter the Honor's College. "You like it?" the beautiful light skinned black girl asked cautiously, hoping she'd impressed the younger girl with the improvements to her dorm room. "Oh yes!" Emily gushed. "It's beautiful." A wave of pleasure washed over Betty. To please this hot, sexy young girl made her happy. Seeing the luscious body of Emily, radiating sex from her recent orgasmic sessions with the two Deans, made Betty's pussy gush. "I did want to see something special, something personal," Emily said cautiously. "What?" the senior dance major replied, wondering what she wanted. "It's very personal." "Okay," Betty was mystified. "Shoot!" "I heard that you can lick yourself," Emily asked. "I saw the Sweetpea Group promo with all the bubbles. Can you really do that?" "Sure!" Betty giggled. "All us dance girls can do it. The guys too!" "Show me!" Emily demanded softly. "Now?" Betty gasped, surprisingly pleased to be asked. Her hottest sex fantasies were to perform sex acts in front of people. "Really? You want to see me eat myself?" "Yes!" Emily agreed. "And do your ass too. Do it for me. Now! There's not much time!" "Yeah, . . . . okay!" Betty replied, thrilled with the idea. Quickly she pulled her exercise mat out from under her bed and turned away from Emily to strip off her tap pants, displaying her hot ass, to hopefully tease Emily. "Your top too," Emily suggested quietly. "I want to see you play with your sexy tits as you suck yourself and fuck your ass." A wave of lust washed over Betty. She smiled and stripped off her camisole, baring her breasts for Emily to see. Her nipples her stiff now, hard points of diamonds. Showing off for Emily was the most exciting thing Betty had done in months. She pulled out her mat, lay back on it, and pulled her legs up and over her head. "Goddess above, you look sexy!" praised Emily, eyeing Betty's half- orange size tits. They didn't flatten as she lay on her back. "Such a nice, sexy body. I'll bet you love to cum!" "Oh yes!" Betty moaned as she began to lick her own cunt. "I fucking love it!" Emily raised one hand to her chest and began to massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples. The other hand dropped to her crotch, rubbing her pussy through her pants as she watched the erotic scene in front of her. Betty didn't appear to have a hair on her body below her neck as she worked one hand between her thighs and chest to play with her boobs as she lapped at her clit. "Don't forget your ass," Emily cooed. "Want me to help?" "Yeah!" Betty groaned. "Do me!" She pulled an eight inch gel dildo from under her mattress and handed it to Emily. Emily sniffed it, smelled the clean scent of anti-bacterial soap, and licked it, slobbering all over it, getting it lubricated for Betty's ass. "Oh yes! Get it good and wet," Betty moaned. "Fuck my ass! Come on! Fuck me!" This was very different from Betty's masturbation fantasies, but it didn't matter now. "This looks awfully big," Emily teased, "are you sure you can take it?" "Yes! Do me!" Betty gasped. "Shove it up my butt!" Emily knelt beside Betty, lined up the fake cock head with Betty's tight pink hole, and wiggled it around a bit, teasing her. "Oh God!" Betty cried. "Do it!" "Do what?" Emily cooed as she caressed Betty's anus with the fake cock.. "Say it!" "Fuck ME! FUCK MY ASS!" Betty begged. "Okay!" Emily agreed and she shoved the gel cock all the way into Betty's ass. "FUCK!" Betty screamed as she climaxed. Her body jerked, legs quivering, heels shaking, and shivering through her cum, her pussy gushing onto her licking tongue and face. Emily let go of the dildo and slid her fingers through Betty's pussy, catching some girl juice. Licking it off her fingers, Emily stood and sighed, "Well, I'd better go and let you get ready for rehearsal. You taste really good Betty! Thanks for letting me watch. I would have never believed it if I hadn't seen it. I'm really impressed. Bye!" Emily blew Betty a kiss as she opened the door and left. Betty groaned and closed her eyes as Emily departed. She grabbed the dildo and began to slam it in and out of her ass, fantasying that Emily was eating her as Junior fucked her ass. Quickly she was cumming wildly, one of her biggest orgasms in weeks. ***************************** Inside 'Miss Aloha's' all women's spa, Justine and the three younger women looked around at all the erotic paintings and drawing on the walls of the lavish waiting room. It was tastefully decorated in pastel colors with lots of light from two skylights. Soft loveseats and couches were set between teak end tables that had stylish lamps or colorful flower arrangements on them. The receptionist, a young Hawaiian girl in a beautiful tropical sarong took Justine's name and, the code words, 'K & G sent us', and left with a smile. She returned with an older woman. "Aloha," the mid-twenties woman in a sexy sarong said to Justine. "How nice to have friends of Keri and Geri visit us. My name is Misaloa, but everyone calls me Missy. I spoke to Geri just a little while ago and she says that you and your Daughter are very special to her and her Sister. She told me that the main reason you've come is to have Angel get her hair cut and receive a beauty treatment. You," Missy spoke to Angel, "must be Angel." Missy took her hand and looked at her shaggy, unkempt long hair. "It looks like you really need a trim." Angel smile and replied, "Yes. I've been in Na Pali for over a year. I only cut my hair with a sharp shell when it got too long." "Oh my!" Missy sighed. "Let's all go into the spa and I'll get my best stylist to make some recommendations. Inside, Missy got a girl to take Maryann and Louisa to the baths while Justine and Angel discussed hair styles with Pohulia, an intense woman who'd been styling women's hair for nearly 25 years. As Pohulia ran her fingers through Angel's long, dark mane, Missy gently caressed Justine's ass through her sundress. Pohulia, got out a hair design book and showed it to Angel, moving closely to her to push her breasts up against her back. "Perhaps we could cut it this long," Pohulia said as she draped Angel's hair over her chest, running her hands through it down to her breasts, resting her palms there as she cupped Angel's boobs. "I think it would look great if it just covered your nipples," Pohulia suggested as she softly rolled Angel's nipples, making them hard. "Would you like that?" "Hmmmm!" Angel sighed, feeling the sexual pleasure radiate from her nipples. "Yes, That would be smashing!" "Well," Pohulia said as she pulled Angel to her feet, "we'll start with nice shower-shampoo," she explained as she pulled Angel's borrowed sundress up and over her head. "Right this way," Pohulia cooed as she led Angel naked to an open shower area, eyeing her ample figure that was not diminished by her emaciating experience in Na Pali. "Just sit on this stool and we'll get started," Pohulia instructed as she loosened her sarong, pulled it off to hang on a hook next to Angel's sundress, and got into the shower naked to start the water flowing down over Angel's head. "I think you really like this shampoo. It's made from eucalyptus oil." Justine watched as Missy embraced her from behind, one hand caressing her breasts and the other under her skirt cupping her bare mound, "Why don't we go someplace where we can relax," Missy suggested. "Perhaps a nice bubbly bath and a massage might make us feel good." "That's a wonderful idea," Justine replied, turning in Missy's arms to kiss her hotly. ************************* The guys, James, Junior, and Jason, hadn't made it very far down the street outside the all-girl spa. They'd crossed the avenue and entered the restaurant that Justine had pointed out as their meeting place in four hours. In the restaurant's empty bar James told the native Hawaiian barman, "I'd like a scotch. Single malt. Neat. One for Jason here and one for my son too. He's not quite of age yet, but I'll take responsibility. Here's my ID. Junior; show the man your driver's license. He'll see that we're related and live at the same address." "No need sir," the short middle-aged bartender replied. "I trust you. Have a seat and I'll get your drinks." Soon the barkeep was back with three scotches and James wisely led a toast to the beauty of Kauai and the fine hospitality of it's people. The barman smiled broadly and James offered to buy him a drink too. He quickly accepted and joined in Jason's toast to the "Wonderful Wilderness of Na Pali". After finding out that Jason had lived out in Na Pali for over a year, the bartender became very talkative. He himself had been in Na Pali many times over his life and had once spent a six-months stretch out in the tropical rain forest. Soon Jason and he were telling stories of their experiences and tales about the many strange folks they'd met out in Na Pali. Their camaraderie was oiled by the liquor. The bartender treated them to another round, and James bought the third. Though James briefly thought that they could just stay at the bar until the women found them, but instead remembered that they were supposed to be helping Jason get a haircut. "I nearly forgot," James said diplomatically. "We're supposed to get Jason to a barber for a haircut. My wife took his girl into that woman- only salon across the street for her to get her hair trimmed." "Yeah. I saw!" the barman replied. "That's a pretty wild place. Missy and her girls come over here once in a while for a drink and dinner. That's a no-man's land for sure!" "Ha!" Junior laughed. "What we need is a no-woman's haircut place!" "Yes," James added. "A guy-only spa! Do you know of one?" he asked the bartender. The bartender got a twinkle in his eye and leaned over conspiratorially, whispering, "Sure. Just go to the Newiliwili men's club, down at the harbor." "How far?" James asked. "Go straight down this street until it dead ends overlooking the harbor. Five blocks it is. Then go left down the hill, follow the street around, and you'll find it behind the Oar House bar on the left. It's a short walk. Take you ten, fifteen minutes." "Good. Thanks," James said, tossing a twenty on the bar as he and the two younger guys stood. "Tell them big Donny sent you," the barman replied with a wink, cupping his crotch lewdly. "They know big Donny there! Ask for Alex. He always cuts my hair. Gives great head too!" The three men left the bar with Donny's laughter ringing in their ears. "Come on! Let's go get you a haircut Jason," James said out on the street, leading them toward the harbor. *************************** "Hi C.C." Emily said to Liz's lover, who was now behind the reception desk at the HCD. "Ah. . . . Hi Emily," C.C. stammered, not knowing if Emily knew about his loving with her friend Liz. "What's doing?" "Not much!" Emily replied coyly. "Just looking around the HCD and checking out the rooms. How are you?" "Good! Good! I'm just giving Margaret a break for dinner." "Say, there's an idea," Emily suggested. "When you get off, why don't you and I go get something to eat. I want to talk to you about a video for my project for Doctor James on the Early Entry program. How long are you covering for Margaret?" C.C.'s heart skipped a beat. To go out with Emily, the beautiful Emily was a dream. "I get off in about twenty minutes," he replied, looking at his watch. "Okay," Emily replied. "I'll go back to my dorm, pick up my notes, and come back and get you," Emily checked her watch, "in about thirty minutes. Is that enough time?" C.C. had been wondering how he was going to spend his evening and he immediately agreed. "All right!" Emily husked, "See you in thirty!" Emily shamelessly took a deep breath to emphasize her bust, turned, and walked out the front door with a sexy wiggle to her hips. End Chapter 7 ********************** My Dear Readers ***************************** Please remember that stories are just stories and *not* reality. Do not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body. ************** Thank You For Reading My Story ********************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston Copyright 2002 <1st attachment begin> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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