How Christi Paid for College Ch. 08

Fuck, she missed doing this.

She gagged a little and cleared the spit from her throat, and looked up at Anders. "Do you like this, nice guy? You like having your dick sucked by your whore?"

She kissed and nuzzled the underside of his erect cock as she spoke to him. But Anders' face remained dark.

"So this is really what you are, Hannah?" he said. "You're a whore too?"

"Mmm hmmm," she smiled and nibbled his cockhead.

"You and Christi -- all just whores, huh?"

"Mmmm that's right.... Cock loving whores. Someone ought to slap us bitches around, huh?"

She didn't expect him to actually hit her.

In the car, Christi's hand was deep in her pussy, pleasuring herself at the dirty talk, when suddenly she heard a loud smack and Hannah screaming, "OW! What the FUCK?" and then another slap and the sound of furniture crashing and more screaming. Anders' voice was shouting "YOU DIRTY FUCKING DIRTY CUNT!" She ripped her hand free from her dripping cunt, threw the car door open and raced for the observatory.

When she crashed into the main hall, they were on the floor. Hannah's blouse was ripped open and her skirt had been shoved up around her waist. Anders had shoved her legs far apart and crouched between them, his pants down, driving his massive cock deep into Hannah's cunt. He pinned her down, helpless, as the animal took over and he had his way with her. She was flailing her arms and legs but Christi couldn't tell if she was struggling to push him off as he forced his way into her gaping pussy.

"Holy fuck! Anders! Get the fuck off her!" Christi shouted and charged at them. Oh god oh god what was going on? She piled into Anders and shoved him off her friend, stumbling and collapsing onto him, then grappled her way free and scrambled over to Hannah. She lifted Hannah's head. "Are you okay? Oh god please Hannah are you okay?"

"Christi! What the fuck are you doing here?" Anders shouted. "Fuck, are you two whores in on all this together?"

Hannah, though, lifted her head and, surprising everyone, smiled at Anders. "I'm OK, Christi," Hannah said, "Just a little... startled. So, stud..." she continued, "looks like you really AREN'T such a nice guy after all, huh?"

The color all leached from Anders' face and he sank into a seat. "Oh god, I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me..." he said. "I'm so so sorry...."

But Hannah crept up to her knees and crawled over toward him. "Oh fuck, Anders. You ARE a bad boy, aren't you?" she said. Christi stared at her in surprise. "I said someone ought to slap us bitches around and you went for it. I'm impressed!"

Christi gaped at her friend. She had thought her friend was being raped, but now this?

Hannah rose up on her knees in front of Anders. The blouse hung open, her tits soft and round. "Come on, bad boy," she said. "Let's do this right. Slap me."

He stared at her, not knowing what to say.

"Go on, stand up. Slap me. Make it sting. I want you to. Slap your whore."

"Oh man, Hannah, you don't know what you're saying," he started to object.

"Like fuck I don't. Slap me, you prick. Slap me hard. Then fuck me. Fuck me like a whore. You need it, I know you do. I want you to."

Christi watched the scene unfold. Anders stood up and looked at Hannah's lustful, upturned face. He almost did it. Then his nice-guy nature took over and he started to turn away.

Suddenly, Christi stepped over and dropped to her knees next to her friend. "Me too, Anders," she said. "I'm the dirty whore that made you upset in the first place. Slap me too. Please. I'm such a bad slut."

"She IS a bad slut," Hannah said. "She was eating my cunt like a filthy whore just this afternoon. If you don't slap that bitch, I will!"

Anders paused. He stared at the two of them, stunned. He had never experienced anything like this and didn't know what to do.

"Fine," Hannah said. "Come here, bitch."

Christi looked into Hannah's eyes. "I love when you call me bitch."

Hannah slapped her hard across the cheek. It made Christi's face sting. "That's because you are a bitch, bitch!" She slapped again, and a tear welled up in Christi's eye. "Fucking whore."

She paused to pull Christi's t-shirt up and expose her full tits. She hefted one breast in her hand, then slapped it hard, making the soft flesh jiggle and sting. "My turn now. Come on, bitch."

"Bitch yourself, whore," Christi said, and smacked Hannah back. A loud slap echoed in the observatory and Hannah smiled through a reddening cheek. Christi spat in her face.

"See, Anders? We're bad dirty sluts. We deserve to get slapped. We like it," Christi said. She smacked one of Hannah's exposed tits, returning the blow her friend had given her. Then she took Anders' hand in hers and held it up to her face. "Give it to me. Come on. Be a man."

Anders gave her a gentle slap to her face. "Not like that. Like you did to Hannah. Go on. You know you want to." He did it again, a little harder. "Harder! Come on!" He did it a third time, and this time there was an audible SMACK. "MMM! Harder, you fuck!" WHACK! He hit Christi hard and her skin stung. "There you fucking go!"

Hannah, meanwhile, dove at Anders' cock again. He had never pulled his pants up, but in his shame at his outburst the erection had mostly been lost. But while Christi egged him on to punish her sluttiness, Hannah found the distended member and coaxed it with her hand, stroking and pulling until it grew stiff again, and then pushing in to start to suck it. After a moment, Christi joined her, and the two sluts passed the cock from mouth to mouth, kissing each other in between. Anders grabbed each one's head by a handful of hair and braced them as he shoved his monstrous dick into their faces.

He was hard. He was ready. Christi felt it and took charge of the next move. She yanked Hannah's face off Anders' cock and spat at her again, treating her like dirt. Then she spun her friend around and shoved her down on all fours, with her ass in the air facing Anders' great pink rod. She slipped the belt out of his pants and in a swift movement, looped it around Hannah's neck. She yanked the free end tight and the buckle squeezed around Hannah's extended throat.

"Spank that ass for me, Anders," she said. "Time to ride the whore."

Anders slapped Christi across the face for good measure, then a powerful smack stung Hannah's elevated buttocks and made her squirm. He did it again and again while Christi held the belt tight like a dog leash.

"Fuck her now," she said. "She's been wanting it. Take charge of her." Christi passed the belt to Anders' hand. He took it and squatted behind Hannah. Christi took his cock in her hands, stroked it to be sure it was fully hard and solid, and guided it between Hannah's quivering cunt lips. She spanked Hannah soundly as the thick meat slid deep in to fill her friend's pussy.

Anders rode Hannah hard, the belt choking off her air just enough to make her gasp and her head swim while his heavy shaft pounded into her tender sex from behind. Christi spanked her friend until the skin shone red, and caught the dripping cooze from Hannah's pussy and fed it to her mouth and to Anders' as well. Hannah was in delirium and ecstasy, she shoved her round ass back into Anders' jackhammer cock and moaned, letting the fucking and the spanking flood her every nerve.

Hannah was growling and roaring now, the fucking filling her pores. Sex and musk radiated out from every inch of her skin. She had never felt a cock so big, filling her so deep, pounding angrily into her belly till she felt that she would melt. Each lash of pain from her ass set off the pleasure and intensified everything. She screamed. She was helpless. Her two friends fucked her and beat her until fire filled her brain and life was nothing but a long cosmic orgasm.

Anders had never felt so alive, so powerful. He forgot about soreness and fatigue, he forgot about being angry or jealous or aroused. He was nothing but flesh and need and his whole soul poured into the iron bar that thrust from his pelvis into Hannah. He had her. He owned her. He knew, finally, what it was to possess her for his slut. She was powerless to stop him, her body was his, nothing -- nothing -- held back. He could take whatever he wanted.

It surged through him until he became dizzy. Christi was like the midwife to his emergence, a stream of filth flowing from her mouth and a sequence of slaps and pinches driving Hannah into abject submission to his lust. When that iron bar slipped free of the tender pussy it was hammering, Christi scooped it into her mouth and sucked it smoothly before deftly guiding back in, to fuck Hannah with renewed power. It was building. It was everything, mounting inside him until he could not hold back. He plowed Hannah's cunt with his cock until the universe opened up and the fire inside exploded.

The cum thundered out of him and Anders roared. Christi was laughing maniacally and Hannah squealed with glee. Creamy seed pumped through him and through his hard shaft and gushed into Hannah's cunt, filling her, using her, owning her. It was good. He had fucked his slut. He slumped back, suddenly feeling the exhaustion, and his cock slid free. Christi, however, dove on it, sucking the messy shaft into her mouth and lathering it with her spit, eating up the sticky cum that clung to him. He jerked and shuddered with electric shocks at the touch. Then she crawled over on all fours to Hannah's face, loosening the belt around her throat, and kissed her tenderly, sharing the sticky white cum with her best friend. The three of them all collapsed on the concrete floor in bliss.

"So, Anders.... Still jealous?" she finally asked.

"Oh my god," he said. "I don't know what that was."

"THAT, my friend, was raw fucking. That is what sluts do. And that is what you do with sluts."

"I get it now," he said. "I'm sorry I was pissy with you earlier."

"Quit saying you're sorry, idiot," Hannah said. "Tell her she's a slut and you're going to fuck her whenever you feel like it, OK?"

Christi smiled. So did Anders. "OK then," he said. "Christi, you fucking slut. You better spread your legs and fuck me whenever I feel like it, all right?"

"And what if I'm already fucking some other guy?"

"Too bad. I have dibs. Fuck him after."

"Deal. I'm so glad you came around."