Higher Education Ch. 18

Hannah woke up, feeling relaxed and refreshed as the sun peaked through the window. She took a few moments to enjoy the early Saturday morning, content with laying in bed with her eyes closed for a bit as she didn't have to rush to prepare for class. As the fog of sleep began to lift, a sense of confusion began to settle in. Why hadn't her alarm gone off? Even on Saturdays she set one, as she didn't want to waste her days sleeping in. She glanced over at the nightstand, and although her vision slightly clouded by the absence of her glasses, she was startled to realize no alarm clock could be found! Nor was the lamp which rested on it her own. And absent was the usually present stack of books she had been working through, for her pleasure reading.

She noticed a soft, warm presence pressing against her bare back. Another source of confusion as her senses began to emerge from her slumber. She was naked! Normally she went to bed in sweats and a t-shirt...

Hannah shook her head and squinted as she looked around the blurry surroundings. This was not her room! Her sopheric haze lifted and the memories of the previous night came rushing back in a vivid waterfall. The feeling of cocks stretching out and tongues lashing her holes, the taste of cock, pussy, sweat and cum, the wails of sexual pleasure and profane tirades all rushed into her mind in a rapid, lurid montage.

She couldn't remember coming up this room and climbing to bed, but she surmised she had to be in the same house where the orgy had unfolded. If she had travelled a further distance, she'd have remembered it. She had fucked her brains out last night, but she hadn't taken any drugs or drank anything alcoholic, so the gap in her memory was likely caused by exhaustion, not a blackout.

In the quiet stillness of this strange room, Hannah probed her own thoughts and feelings. She felt no regret or shame at her actions the previous night. She felt happy, even proud. She wanted it to happen again. Last night had changed her...she was a new, better Hannah now.

As Hannah mulled over these thoughts, more practical concerns began to emerge. Had she lost her glasses? Her phone? Her purse? Hannah reflected that yesterday, if she had woken up naked in a strange room without knowing where her most important belongings were, she'd be in a panic. Now, she was calmy assessing the situation, evaluating her surroundings and taking the strange circumstances in relative stride. Perhaps having been an eager participant in a debauched orgy lent a certain perspective which fostered a sense of serenity.

She sat up and scanned the unfamiliar nightstand. As she did, she looked back and saw that the warm, soft presence was an equally nude Jessica. The blonde rolled over and murmured small, quiet sounds as Hannah moved about, but otherwise remained asleep. On the nightstand, someone had neatly laid out her glasses, phone, purse, and even her hair scrunchie. "See?" She thought to herself. "Nothing to worry about."

She reached for her phone to check the time, but the battery had died. She put her glasses on, trying to move gently so as not to disturb the sleeping Jessica, and studied the room further. Her cardigan neatly hung on a coat rack in the corner of a room. She recalled that most of her clothes, however, had been torn off in a prelude to last night's fuck fest. Hannah considered that she'd need to figure out a way to get home with being arrested for indecent exposure, but figured she'd have time enough to find a solution to that problem. Perhaps Jessica would be of some help when she woke up. Hannah smirked as she recognized the change her mentality. She probably should have been at least annoyed that her clothes had been destroyed--but, well, it was kind of fun to be stripped naked in front of so many people.

A mirrored closet was to Hannah's side of the bed. She studied herself in the mirror. Her make-up had been completely worn off, washed away by the sweat and sperm that had covered her face in the preceding hours. Her hair was a mess, framing her face and giving her an almost medusa-like appearance. She had expected her skin to bear the marks of last night's activities, in which she had been manhandled and groped by so many, but it was pristine and pale, apparently having recovered in the night. However, flecks of dried, white residue covered her body, a souvenir of the many torrents of cum which had splattered across her body. She spread her legs a bit, to survey the aftermath of her christening as a black cock slut. Her unruly bush also harbored white flecks of dried residue, and was matted to her skin. But she saw that her pussy, which had surely been stretched into a gaping hole last night, had closed up into a tight, tiny slit. She was a little puzzled by this--she wasn't sure how many gargantuan cocks had stuffed her last night, but it was certainly in the double digits. She thought this would have left more of a lasting mark.

Her meditations were interrupted by a rustling sound behind her. Jessica had woken up. She shook her head to chase away the last wisps of sleep and sat next to Hannah on the bed, also facing the mirror. "Good morning, sweetie!" she smiled. She placed her arm around her shoulder, and kissed her cheek, before looking into the mirror. She smiled widely at the image of the two of them, sitting side by, completely naked. Jessica had worn thicker makeup, and while much of it had worn off during the nights festivities, smeared vestiges remained. She shared Hannah's wild unkempt hairstyle, and her skin was also adorned with gobs of dried semen. Hannah had definitely seen that Jessica's cunt had been left gaping after being plundered by so many black cocks, but it closed up to a tight, pristine looking slit in the night.

"I'd say we look like two well-fucked whores!" Jess beamed. "Wouldn't you?"

Hannah nodded faintly, and then looked down to the reflection of their tight holes and frowned.

Jess began to laugh. "A woman's pussy is remarkably resilient! We push babies through those things! God, with how many black cocks I've taken in the past few years I'd hate to think what it'd look if it weren't...You're not disappointed are you?"

Hannah giggled. "No....I'm relieved actually. I was just surprised."

"There are exercises you'll want to do," Jess told her. "I'll send you a link. They'll improve your fucking skill too...although from what I saw last night, you're a natural born slut!"

Hannah beamed. "Last night was amazing...I never knew I could feel so wonderful..."

Jess grinned and placed both her hands on the redhead's shoulders. "So you're game to keep doing this?"

"Oh yes," Hannah nodded confidently. "I am a black cock slut for life!"

Jess hugged her tightly at the declaration. She then reached down for her purse, which lay on the floor by the side of the bed.

"Selfies?" she asked. Hannah rolled her eyes a bit, but nodded her agreement, thinking some nude pictures with the woman who had taught her the joys of black cock sex would be more fun that the typical social media fodder.

Jess pressed the side of her face against Hannah's so the too would fit in the same room. Hannah's pussy tingled a little as she inhaled the musk rolling of Jessica's body, a combination of faded perfume and sweat. Hannah realized her body likely had the same odor, and that a shower would be in order.

Jess held her phone up and snapped three photos of the naked pair. In the first, only Hannah and Jessica's faces could be seen. Their hair was a mess, and so was Jess' make up, but other than that, it looked like any picture two friends would take together. The second was zoomed out a bit more. It showed their bare shoulders and the very tops of the curves of their breasts. But it could've been taken at the beach, or the two could have been wearing tube tops (although anyone who had met Hannah before yesterday, without seeing her adventures of the previous night, would know that the girl would never wear such revealing attire).

The third photo displayed the entirety of their nude bodies. Hannah's right breast rested against Jess' left breast, and both girls sat with their legs open--not spread wide, but enough to expose their pussies.

Jess brought her phone down and tapped the screen a few times.

"I sent you copies. You can use one for when I call you! I'll leave up to you which one though!"

"Thanks-I'll decide later. My phone battery died," Hannah explained.

"I have a charger if you want it!" Jessica offered.

"Honestly, I think it'd be nice to be without it for a couple hours. What time is it?"

"It's not even eight yet-we have time to laze around." Jessica answered.

Hannah rubbed the back of her neck. "I could use a shower" she yawned.

"Through that door," Jess gestured. "There's plenty of body wash and fresh towels."

Hannah gave Jess a quick squeeze and trotted off towards the shower. Jess licked her lips as she walked away, admiring her naked, perky ass and smiling at the thought it was now hers to play with. When Hannah was safely within the bathroom, she then opened her phone again and sent the raunchy selfies to Sarah.

Hannah smiled when she saw the large, spacious shower. She turned on the water and felt her muscles relax under the steady stream of hot liquid. Before long, she heard the shower door open and close. She turned to see Jess, smiling wickedly at her.

"It'll be faster if we shower together," Jess smiled. "Besides...I thought you could use some help!" She held up a safety razor and shaving gel, and glanced down at the bush which had been a source of Hannah's embarrassment the previous night.

Hannah just smiled and nodded. Jess approached her, and got to work. Of course, she let her fingers stray over Hannah's clit and brush against her pussy more than she needed, eliciting little squeaks of pleasure from the girl. After a few minutes Jess stepped back and gave a satisfied nod. "I left a little patch...boys are going to enjoy knowing you're a natural redhead!"

The two girls then began to lather each other up and clean each other, paying particular attention to the most sensitive parts of their bodies. After they rinsed each other off, Jess placed her hands on Hannah's shoulders, and gently pushed her to the surface of the spacious shower. Hannah knew what Jess wanted, and spread her legs, baring her pussy to Jess' waiting mouth. Jess dived in, devouring Hannah's pussy and sticking two of her fingers up Hannah's asshole. Hannah didn't last long under the dual assault, and in minutes was howling in orgasm. Jess looked up from between her legs, with a wide smile and glowing eyes.

Hannah took a few moments to catch her breath and then matched Jess' gaze with an intense stare. "Turn around, slut!" She commanded. "I want to return the favor!"

"Ooooo...I like the assertiveness" Jess giggled as she swung around and bent in front of Hannah on her hands and knees. Hannah stuck three fingers up the blonde's exposed cunt, and reached her thumb to play with her clitoris. Jessica emitted squeaks and gasps of pleasure at Hannah's ministrations. Those modest squeaks and gasps turned into a startled but pleasured howl and her eyes bulged out as she felt Hannah's tongue jam itself into her asshole! She turned to Hannah, whose face buried in her groin, but whose bright green eyes flashed their own wicked smile.

"God Hannah....you are such a fucking slut!" Jess moaned. Hannah nodded her agreement and stuck her tongue even deeper, causing waves of orgasmic pleasure to rip through Jess' body. The blondes screams of delight were muffled when she collapsed, her face falling into the crook of her elbow.

Jess lay speechless. If this was Hannah on Day One of being a self-declared slut, she couldn't wait to see what the future held!

After the two toweled each other dry, they ventured back into the bedroom.

"As delicious as your pussy is, it's not very filling. I'm starved!" Jess announced.

"I could go some breakfast," Hannah responded, unphased by the reference to their frolic in the shower.

"Good! Valerie is a great cook!"

"Valerie?" Hannah asked.

"She owns this house..." Jess paused and looked thoughtful. "Well, I guess her husband does, but she owns him! There's always breakfast waiting for those who stayed over from one of these little soirees. Let's go downstairs! You may get to meet some new people!"

Hannah glanced down at her nude body. She'd gotten over a lot of hangups in the past twelve hours, but was she ready to stroll around a stranger's house completely nude.

Jessica giggled as she realized Hannah's concern. "We're really quite a casual group! It's not like we have a dress code. If you want to put something on...well, most of your clothes got torn apart last night--the boys love to do that, especially with new girls, but I find the orgasms make up for it. But...we saved this!" She walked over to the corner of the room last night and held up the plain, conservative underwear that had seen been the source of Hannah's embarrassment the previous night.

Hannah scrunched her face up in disapproval and shook her head. "God, those are absurd. Kind of a holdover of a part of my life that I think I'm done with." Jess threw them to the side and nodded excitedly. "I always liked you Hannah...but I like you even more now!" She then walked over to a dresser and opened it, rummaging through it like it was her own. Hannah looked at Jess with askance. She was ready to embrace being a slut, but she thought this was a little presumptuous on Jessica's part--fucking a roomful of strangers was one thing, rifling through another belongings, something else entirely!

After a few seconds Jess gave a satisfied nod and held up a tiny piece of fabric, no more than a black string really and tossed it to Hannah. Hannah held it up and realized that it was a thong. "I think this is a great look for the new you!" Jess said.

"I don't disagree," Hannah said thoughtfully. "But I don't know how I feel about taking some random stranger's underwear..."

"Oh! Of course not! We're whores, not thieves." Jess explained. "Valerie doesn't actually live here--no one does. She just keeps it as a safe, comfortable space for our fuck fests. Why do you think there were so many couches in the living room? And anyone who wants can stay the night or crash here if they need to. Given how often our bull friends like to rip our outfits off, she also keeps the rooms stocked with spare clothes."

"I see..." Hannah said thoughtfully. Whoever this Valerie was, she had to be very rich and very dedicated to the slut lifestyle. Still, if that's how the woman wanted to spend her money, more power to her. Hannah slipped the tiny garment on, looking down and twisting her head to study herself. Well, she wasn't naked, but the bottoms did more to frame her ass than cover it, and if Jess hadn't just shaved her, her bush would be on full display. Hannah smiled. She was okay with that.

Jessica rummaged around in the drawer some more before she pulled out a similarly small wisp of fabric, but pink instead of black. "Let's match! It'll be fun to be twinsies!" She said, as she pulled the panties over her legs. She then took Hannah by the hand and guided her out the door. Hannah couldn't help but admire the sway of Jessica's hips and ass as she walked. A tiny string of pink separated her cheeks, but other than that, her was ass was on full display. Hannah felt a familiar tingling in her pussy, partly caused by the beautiful sight of Jessica's exposed body, partly caused by her knowledge that she was similarly exposed.

Jess guided Hannah through a hallway she hadn't seen the previous night, chattering away about nothing in particular. Hannah was quiet as she studied the surroundings and contemplated how quickly she'd had so much of her world changed. Casual fucking, Hannah was down for. Small talk, not so much.

Eventually, the two came to house's kitchen. At the center of the room stood a large kitchen table. Many plates lay on the table, stacked high with generous portions of food. Sophie sat at the table, her hair tied up in a practical pony-tail, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and free of any make-up or jewelry. Her appearance would been conservative, except that the glasses and their hair tie were the only things she wore--she was otherwise completely nude. Two other woman, quite beautiful and older looking than college students but still well short of middle age, also sat at the table, and were also completely naked. The trio of naked woman were joined by two men. One looked like he was in mid-30s. With his unfashionable cargo shorts and plain t-shirt, pudgy build, unruly dark hair, and wire-framed glasses he looked a stereotypical nerd. The man sitting next to him was much older, and dressed in an expensive looking polo shirt, blazer, and slacks.

The three naked woman and the younger nerdy man all had generous plates of food in front of them and where chatting away happily. The older man stared down sullenly at a plate with a sliced melon on it, not joining the conversation.

At the oven, a woman in early middle age worked at multiple skillets. Her beauty was untouched by time or marred by a surgeon's scalpel. She wore her dark blonde hair in a loose, domestic bun and wore only an apron. As the pair approached, she turned off the burners on the stove and turned towards the newcomers with a bright smile.

"Jessica!" she exclaimed! "You have perfect timing, I was just finishing up!" With that, she pulled off her apron and hung it up, leaving her completely naked. Hannah suddenly felt rather overdressed in her tiny thong.

The older woman strode towards the two, her smile growing wider as she looked at Hannah. She looked vaguely familiar, as did the older man picking at his melon and the two naked woman Hannah hadn't yet met.

"And you must be Hannah! Sophie here has told me all about you! You are a beauty. I'm sorry I missed you last night. I heard you went to bed before I came down to join the rest of the group. I can't say I blame you--I heard you took on a hell of a lot of cock for a girl at her first party, and you did it beautifully!" She extended her hand to Hannah, offering an introductory handshake.

Hannah blushed, more from the sudden onslaught of attention from a strange woman in such a domestic setting than the reference to her wanton debauchery of the prior night.

"You must be Valerie," she smiled back. "Jessica mentioned you were a great cook, and that you hosted us. It's very generous of you-thank you." Hannah may have decided to throw away her sexual inhibitions, but she wasn't going to throw away her manners!

"Oh yes, sorry I was excited to meet you I forgot to introduce myself! Valerie, Valerie Pensworth. Over at the table are my husband Archie, and my daughter Maura and stepdaughter Helen! I'm not sure if you've met Jerry Suffolk, he's a dear friend and professor down at the college. I'm so pleased to be able to fund some of his research!"

Hannah raised her eyebrows in surprise at the introduction of the family. Of course the Pensworths had enough money to buy a house just to be used for sex parties. But she didn't realize they were also black cock sluts!

"Oh don't look so surprised dear! Sophie and Jess are such wonderful girls, they're so active in the school's community and I'm so grateful to them for having got us more involved in student life!"

She then gestured towards the table. "Please, eat up! I do so love to cook, but my youngest just turned eighteen and she thinks she's too grown up now to enjoy her mother's food, and Archie here turns his nose up at food if it doesn't come with Michelin stars! Being able to feed others is a real treat for me!"

Jess pulled up seat next to Sophie, and the two exchanged an amorous kiss. Hannah sat next to Helen, who gave her a friendly smile of acknowledgment. The group began chatting amiably about nothing in particular, from happenings at school, to their studies, to their latest streaming viewings. Jerry fit into the group as well as anyone, but Archie continued to pout and sulk. The ordinarily quiet Hannah found herself enjoying the company of this group, finding them to be intelligent and amusing company.