Welcome to Harvard

Acacia had strode into the Annenberg Center about 15 minutes before and taken possession of one of the tables. The other three students at the table were crowded down to one end while Acacia used the rest to arrange her books, notebooks, backpack, purse, and blazer in just the right way. She didn't ask for the space, she just took it and none of the underclassmen dared to push back on her occupation.

Her skirt was an A-Line that stopped above her knees and showed off her shapely legs in sheer dark stockings. She was wearing 2 ½ inch Jimmy Choo heels that set her calves off perfectly. Her blouse was a soft silk that clung to her shapely body and was unbuttoned far enough to show the soft valley between her full breasts. From just the right angle the top of her right breast was visible along with the lacey strap of the push-up Victorias Secret bra she was wearing.

Acacia surveyed her location, her belongings, and her pose and felt that her trap was set. Now all she needed was the right Freshman to come along and walk into it. Normally she wouldn't be caught dead in Annenberg but she was lacking any play toys for the fall semester and this was just the place to reel a few in.

Acacia was a street smart (and book smart!) Senior concentrating on Economics and Government. She was manipulative, cunning, and very accustomed to getting her way. And that included her sexual activities. She wasn't specifically into BDSM, but she always held the power in her relationships. Her last play toy had been an year ahead of her and had graduated last spring. He was at Yale Law now and she looked forward to seeing him occasionally, if only to remind him that she had those photo's and videos which starred him performing some pretty deviant acts.

With her current outfit, however, she wanted to come across younger, and to be approached by some younger students. They were always so much fun to play with!

Two Days Earlier... Jon had just finished unpacking his belongings in his two-flat in the Harvard student housing. His parents had helped a bit, but his Dad had meetings with other alumni and Jon wasn't ready to go along yet. He promised his Dad he'd start networking with these folks in the future but he wasn't ready yet. His father knew that in this mood Jon would just be a wallflower so he left him to sort things out and said they'd get together in the morning. Jons mother tearfully said goodbye and meekly followed her husband out of the dorm.

Jon was placing a few of his items into the shared space when the door thumped open and his flat mate bumped in dragging two suitcases.

"Hey! How are ya!" the young man practically shouted, dropping his bags where he stood and thrusting out his hand to Jon. "I'm Nick!"

Jon noticed that Nick seemed to always talk with an exclamation point but decided not to make a point of it. "Hi Nick. I'm Jon. Great to finally meet you. I hope you don't mind that I took this room," he said, pointing at his door, "Yours is over there."

Nick barely paused to register Jons name and kept talking as he started moving around the room, pulling a suitcase with him. Jon tuned him out and observed his new roomate. Nick was tall and well built, and was very well dressed. He had an obviously well-done cut of his thick blonde hair. This impression was in contrast to his obvious midwestern accent, but Jon didn't mind - at least he wasn't looking like a slob.

Jon himself was shorter, 5'8", and while lean he wasn't muscular. He was dressed in a non-descript polo shirt and jeans.

At Annenberg Center... Nick and Jon walked into the center. They had become fast friends over the last two days and did alot of things together, and tonight they both hoped to hook up with a card playing club that had posted notices on the bulletin board. It sounded like something fun to do and both enjoyed playing whist, poker, and other card games. Nick was barely in the door when his eyes locked onto Acacia sitting at her table. He'd been meeting some of the freshman and sophomore girls but this chick was in a different league all together.

"I'll catch up with you in a few minutes, Jon," Nick murmered, keeping his eyes on Acacia.

Jon just shrugged. He'd already gotten used to Nicks attention to the girls around them so he looked around for some sign of a group forming. He saw a few people playing cards at another table so he wandered over to observe.

Nick sauntered over to Acacia's table and sat down across from her. She had been observing him from the moment he'd stepped thru the door but she kept her eyes on her open book and didn't acknowledge his arrival. Nick knew this wasn't a starry-eyed girl, new to the big city just from her dress and the way she held herself, but he was still a bit surprised that she hadn't at least glanced at him. "Hi," he began simply, "I'm Nick."

Acacia waited a moment to see just how he'd react, then she slowly slid her eyes up to meet his and said "I'm using this table."

Nick smiled and said, "I'm just using this chair, I won't bother your table at all. I just had to come over and say Hi to the most beautiful woman I've seen in Boston."

Acacia had to smile at what was one of the lamest introduction lines she'd heard in years. 'This boy was going to work out just fine,' she thought to herself. "How do you know that my boyfriend isn't using that chair," she pushed back.

Nick smiled. She hadn't told him to just get lost so it looked like he might have a chance to get to know her. "No serious boyfriend would let you out of his sight wearing that outfit!"

Acacia smiled at this compliment, it was just what she was expecting. She didn't need to go any further with this so she started packing up her things.

Nick saw her starting to pack up and thought he'd blown it. He had enough experience with girls to not try to press his luck but he did keep trying to engage her. "I hope I didn't run ya off," he said with a smile. "Do you come here often? I'd love to see you again."

With her goal accomplished Acacia knew she wouldn't be coming back to this dump anytime soon but didn't bother answering. With her coat on and her backpack slung over one shoulder she reached into her purse and pulled out a printed address card. Handing it to Nick she said "I'm having some people over on Friday night. Why don't you come to this address at 8pm." She started to turn away and had a thought. "Oh, and why don't you bring along that friend you walked in with. He looks like he'd be alot of fun." Turning away from Nick without waiting for a goodbye she pushed through the doors and walked off into the night.

'Wow!' thought Nick. 'I've never met a woman like that.' He had been the hottest guy in his High School and had fucked about half the cheer squad plus some other girls, but even the older MILF he'd bedded over the summer hadn't been sophisticated like that girl. 'I didn't even get her name!' he thought to himself. He glanced down at the card he was still holding and realized that a name was printed above the address. "Acacia" he murmered to himself, turning to walk over to Jon and to tell him all about their plans for Friday.

Friday Night, about 8:20pm Jon and Nick walked down the street toward Acacia's brownstone. Jon had been shocked when Nick had told him he was invited and tried to beg out of the event but Nick insisted he come along.

"Look, Jon, maybe she has a roommate or something," Nick said. "You've got to be my wingman on this. Besides, you have to meet this chick! She is fucking amazing!"

Jon didn't mention that Nick had called half the girls he'd met 'amazing' but even he knew that Acacia was something special just from the glimpse he'd had of her previously.

They walked down the street of what were obviously expensive and well cared for homes. These weren't cheap student apartments! Nick wasn't paying attention to that but Jon thought to himself 'She must live at home with her family'. They arrived at the address and went up the stairs and rang the bell.

The door opened to show Acacia in a sort of robe - something like a Kimono - and Nick stammered a bit, flustered as he thought they'd be walking into a party. "I... uhhh... Hi... are we too early?" he finished lamely.

Acacia laughed and said, "No, not at all! In fact I wondered if you were coming as you're so late. Make sure you're not late like that in the future."

At this early stage of knowing Acacia, Nick had no understanding how important that command was going to become, but he did hear the promise of future visits to her home and it thrilled him. Nick stepped past Acacia into the house, followed closely by Jon.

"Take your shoes off, boys," Acacia said. They pushed their shoes off and placed them on the mat in the hallway. Jon noticed that theirs were the only shoes there.

The interior was a surprise to both of them. The outside, even the carved wooden outside door, promised a semi-Victorian feel but instead they walked into a very sleek and modern living room. Following Acacia they went on thru a magnificent kitchen to a slightly less formal seating area at the back of the house. Acacia perched on the edge of a large club chair and motioned the two boys to sit on a leather loveseat set at an angle to it. Jon felt a little uncomfortable sitting next to Nick like that but there wasn't really alternate seating so he sat down, pressed against the arm of the small couch.

Nick was still flustered by the unexpected stillness of the house. "I... I thought you were having a party," he said, "If we need to go..."

Acacia interrupted him. "No, silly!" she said, "You two are the only people I invited." She stood back up and, standing about 6 feet in front of them, untied her robe and let the soft silky fabric slip off her body and pool on the floor. The boys jaws both dropped open, staring at the vision before them.

Acacia had on scarlet red pumps with 3" heels - even Jon knew these were called 'fuck me pumps'. Her legs were covered in the same type of sheer, dark stockings she'd been wearing earlier in the week. They were true stockings as well, stopping near the top of her toned thighs with several bands of lacework. The garters clipped to the stockings led in a taught line up to the bottom of a black bustier, all velvet and lace, that cinched her small waist, accentuating the flare of her hips. She was wearing a lacey black pair of "boy short" panties that seemed to be painted onto her hips, low across her belly, and dipping between her legs. The lace cups of her bustier molded to her firm breasts, the cups barely covering her nipples and letting a hint of her aureoles peek above the lacey trim that arced across her breasts.

"Do you like what I chose to wear for you?" she asked, spinning around slowly on the ball of her right foot. She stopped facing away from them, planting her left foot about shoulder width apart from the right one. The boys stared at her lush ass cheeks, the boy shorts glued to the curve of the buttocks, the lacey edge highlighting the shape of each perfect globe. The intricate fabric then tucked into the fold of her bottom. The bottom half of each cheek was uncovered, curving smoothly down to her thighs and the top of the stockings. She pushed her ass out a bit, letting the swell of her lace covered pussy peek thru the gap at the top of her thighs. Looking over her shoulder she raised an eyebrow in a questioning look. Jon and Nick just stared at the vision before them. Each had an instant and uncomfortable hard-on swelling against their pants and underwear.

Nick recovered his voice first, "It's... aaahhhh... you're... wow!... yeah, it's really hot!"

Jons voice was lower and steadier, saying simply "I love it!"

Acacia spun the rest of the way around and stood, hands on hips, with her hips cocked to one side. Letting her eyes slide meaningfully down to the bulges in their laps she said, "I can see you're telling the truth." Looking back into their eyes she instructed them, "Let your cocks out, boys, I want to see what we're working with here."

Nick leaped to his feet, fumbling with his belt and trouser buttons, then bending over to push his underwear down to his ankles. He didn't think twice about Jon next to him - his attention completely riveted on the vision before him. He stood back up, lifting his foot to clear his clothing and step to her but she was too fast for him. Stepping forward as he stood back up she pushed him firmly in the chest so he fell back into the love seat.

Jon was slightly more deliberate in his actions, unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants down his thighs while still seated. Nicks arm flailed over and struck his chest as he flopped back down.

Acacia stepped back again from pushing Nick and examined the two young cocks. Nick had a long, narrow cock with a nicely bulging head, 'Probably about 8 inches,' Acacia thought to herself. Jons cock was a pleasant surprise. It was about the same length as Nicks, maybe a bit shorter, but it was very thick and, to her surprise, uncut. The pink head of his cock was just pushing thru his foreskin and she could see the precum glistening at the tip. "Take your shirts off too. I want you both naked."

As Acacia appraised her new toys the boys had a moment to get over their shock and take stock of their situation. Nick was still focused like a laser on Acacia, standing before him, openly eyeing their hard cocks. But he was also aware of Jon beside him and he couldn't help but see the big cock standing up from his crotch. Something about this sight thrilled him but he was so overwhelmed with stimuli he couldn't really process that feeling.

Jon wasn't as experienced with girls as Nick (he was actually still a virgin!) so his reaction was a little different. He could see the easy control Acacia was showing and how she was manipulating them both. But even as his intellect could see this reality lust for this commanding woman was driving him, pushing him to do anything to be closer to her. Like Nick he was aware of his friends hard cock next to him. Surprisingly, he didn't feel uncomfortable about it now, it seemed that Acacia's commands had taken away any awkwardness.

The boys unbuttoned and twisted, pulling their shirts off and tossing them aside. Nick kicked his pants and underwear off his ankles, then pulled off his socks. Sitting back naked, his hand naturally fell to his cock and started stroking the shaft just to ease the pressure of his need a bit. Jon also shed his shirt, then leaned forward to push his pants off his ankles. He removed his socks and sat back. He glanced over at Nick stroking his cock and had to remind himself to look back at Acacia.

Acacia watched the flurry of motion as the boys followed her commands without question. 'Eighteen year olds are so easy,' she thought. 'There's really not a challenge to getting them started. Now let's see how willing they are to really obey.'

"Well done, boys, you're definitely impressing me with your enthusiasm. What's your name?" she said, pointing a long finger with a bright red fingernail at Jon.

"I'm Jon," he answered, flushing with excitement from the praise and brief attention.

"Jon, stroke your cock like Nick is doing. I want you both nice and hard tonight." Jon obeyed, wrapping his hand around his thick shaft and sliding the foreskin up and down over the head.

"Ahh... I... I can't do this too long," Jon begged. "I'm too... I mean, you're so exciting..."

"You better not cum yet!" Acacia said in a sharp tone. "I'll tell you when you can cum, and I'm sure not cleaning it off that couch."

Jon winced at her scolding, not thinking about what 'cleaning up' might entail.

Acacia moved over and perched on the padded arm of the large chair, lifting one leg onto the seat and spreading her thighs wide. He right hand stroked down over her stomach and pressed into her crotch, stoking her pussy thru the lace of her panties. Her other hand stroked and squeezed her breasts one at a time. The room was almost silent for a few moments, just the gentle slapping of the boys hands on their cocks and a gentle cooing coming from Acacia's throat.

"Very nice, boys, you're doing a good job." Acacia said. "But I can't see you well enough. Get up and sit on the arms of the couch. No, facing each other. Yes, that's better. Now keep stroking those hard cocks while I cum a little."

Jon and Nick had moved onto the couch as commanded, their legs awkwardly bumping together on the short couch. Nick had his head turned to keep his eyes on Acacia so he couldn't really see Jon, but the new position put Nick's hard cock and stroking hand almost into Jons line of sight to Acacia. Jon couldn't help glancing over and checking out his roommates stiff cock. Jon had seen plenty of porn so he knew Nick's cock was a good sized tool. He watched out of the corner of his eye as the skin slid up and down the shaft and the slit at the end glistened with a little precum. Jon didn't want to stare at Nick but somehow he found the sight every bit as exciting as the amazing woman across the room.

Acacia kept her hands moving on her body, watching her toy cocks playing on the couch. She could see Jons attention to Nicks cock and she smiled and shivered with the excitement of the chase. Knowing that her plan was likely to succeed made her pussy gush with wetness. She moved her hand from the outside of her panties and slipped it under the fabric. Two fingers pressed down on the sides of her clit, the pressure and tugging of the skin sending a shock of sensation thru her. Her fingers dipped into the wetness of her hole, working the slippery fluid over her pussy lips and up to her clit. She fucked her fingers into her hole - not deep enough - not big enough - but good for now, ramping up her lust.

The whole time she was rubbing she watched the two boys across from her. They in turn were stroking their hard cocks and openly staring at her hand working under her panties, moving only to watch as her other hand lifted her breast out of her bustier to reveal the hard nipple. Acacia pinched and pulled at her nipple, moaning at the lightning bolt of sensation that seemed to jet directly to her clit, then repeated the treatment with the other breast. She was panting now, pulling her fingers back to rub frantically at her clit, then back down to drive up into her pussy.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy with the scent of wet pussy, driving all three to an even higher plane. Suddenly Acacia growled low in her throat and her thighs crushed together, trapping her hand that was still frantically trying to stimulate her clit.

Jon had to let go of his cock as the sight of Acacia in the grip of a quivering orgasm almost sent him over the edge and he remembered her direct command from earlier. Nick was still stroking his cock but the head had swollen even more and looked like a purple mushroom.

Acacia took a deep breath as she came down from her orgasm. She slipped her wet fingers out of her pussy and brought them up to her lips, sticking out her tongue and sliding it to the tip of her fingers before sliding them into her mouth and sucking them clean.

"Ohhhh, I just love the first cum of the night," she purred. "It makes me feel so alive. Did you boys like what you saw? Do you boys want to fuck my wet pussy? Want me to suck your hard cocks?"

"Yessss!" Jon hissed, still not touching his throbbing, twitching cock.

"Ohh fuck yes!" Nick agreed.

Acacia smiled to herself, knowing that the next few minutes would be the best of the night in many ways. "Well, you need to do something more for me then. Will you two do just as I ask? If you do, I promise you a fuck you'll remember for the rest of your life!"

Nick panted out, "Fuck yes, tell me, I'll lick you, I'll kiss your feet, I'll do anything you want to put my cock into your sexy cunt!" He listed everything he could think she'd want from his limited experience. He had to let go of his cock at this declaration, the thrill of giving himself to her so completely was so new to him.