T-Girl University Ch. 02

This is the second part of T-Girl University. If you haven't read that story first, this won't make any sense.
All characters are fictional and 18 years of age or older.

Jason stepped away from the lighted entrance to the library, out onto the darkened quad, peering around anxiously. "Maybe it's not as bad as Sam said," Jason thought to himself, "I mean, they wouldn't really just rape me, would they?" But the scene he had just witnessed behind the bookstacks was scorched on his memory. He kept seeing the smaller male trying to fight free of the amazon's grasp as she slowly slid him down her immense cock. The poor freshman had been utterly taken against his will and fucked until he gave into the dominant woman's wishes and asked to be her permanent fucktoy. Jason couldn't help but admit the woman was beautiful and watching her impale the weaker boy had made him insanely hard. His erection was only now subsiding, now that the fear of being caught out in the open consumed him.

Jason was slowly moving across the quad, going from tree to tree, stopping and listening at each one. He could hear the faint whooping and yelling of women that seemed to come from all around but perhaps mostly from the direction of the dorms, the direction he had to go. If he could only make it back to the men's dorm he'd be safe. But to do so meant crossing the quad, going down the hill and passing by the women's dorm before finally getting to his own.

He stayed off the lighted walkways, keeping to the grass and the shadows of the trees as much as possible and although the sounds of revelry continued to echo across the quad he had yet to see anyone else. "Perhaps that scene in the library had been a one-time freak occurrence or maybe that freshman had been asking for it, teasing those older girls like they said," Jason thought, trying to calm himself. He came to the end of the quad which was bordered by the Dining Hall, now closed, but still had far too many lights for Jason's comfort. Just as he was about to step out into the light, he heard footfalls coming and he darted back behind the nearest tree to hide and watch.

Coming from the direction of the dorms, another freshman Jason recognized from the dorms, came sprinting around the corner of the Dining Hall. He looked panicked and wild-eyed and ran down the walkway, passing within a dozen feet of Jason. As he went by, Jason saw that his face and hair appeared to be coated with cum. But that wasn't the oddest thing about the freshman, he was also naked from the waist down, his small genitals flopping as he ran.

Just as the half-naked freshman passed Jason's hiding spot he heard female laughter and turned to see two women come around the corner in pursuit. They were both tall tanned blondes, he recognized them as members of the sports team he had seen jogging by on his first day moving onto campus. They still had their distinctive pony-tails up and bouncing as they ran. One woman was wearing the standard toga but the other had shed her clothing completely and was running naked through the night. Both women ran easily, neither breathing hard, showing off their peak physical conditioning. Jason couldn't take his eyes off the naked woman. Her small breasts bounced lightly atop strong chest muscles, every part of her body was tight, her muscles fluidly guiding her after her prey. She reminded Jason of some great cat; all smoothness and grace hiding a predatory strength. And the most predatory part of her figure was the immense sword of flesh that jutted from her crotch, hard and bobbing with every step she ran. The women were laughing and mocking the freshman as they ran, warning him not to slow down if he wanted to stay a virgin. But even as they talked while running, Jason could tell they were closing the gap and would be upon the male before much longer.

As they disappeared down the path after the fleeing freshman, Jason knew he was fooling himself to think the women wouldn't fuck him if they caught him out tonight, whether he wanted it or not. With a sinking feeling in his stomach he moved towards the Dining Hall and down the hill towards the dorms. As he crested the hill he looked and saw the lighted path leading down the slope, straight to the girls' dorm before starting uphill again towards the men's dorm. From the lampposts dotting the walkway and the area in front of the women's dorm he saw many white-clothed figures moving about: women in their togas. To walk down the path would be to admit defeat, so instead he went to the right onto the grassy hillside, away from the lights. He began to walk down the hill, parallel to the path, keeping it on his left. At the bottom of the hill to his right, he saw what looked to be the light thrown by a bonfire behind a grove of trees. As he got closer he saw that there appeared to be a steady stream of traffic of white-robes moving between the girls' dorm on his left and the bonfire grove on his right. If he continued straight down he would run right into that traffic. He was forced to turn further to his right in an attempt to circle the bonfire.

The cheering and laughing grew stronger and Jason approached the grove, but a new sound was added to the mix, the sound of moaning and grunting. Jason was afraid he knew what he would see as he passed the bonfire but he still couldn't stop himself from getting closer for a look.

The site that greeted him was unreal, like something out of the movie Caligula or Eyes Wide Shut. A huge bonfire was ringed with pairs and groups of people in different states of undress embracing, kissing and fornicating. Of course, in this sexual bacchanalia, it was the college boys who were on their backs while the women knelt between their legs pumping their hard pricks in and out of the boys' tight holes. Almost all the men were naked, while many of the women still had their togas half-on or pulled to the side to allow their large cocks the freedom to screw the boys senseless.

Surprisingly to Jason, many of the men seemed to be enjoying the attentions of the dominant women. Nearest to Jason, he saw a man was kneeling in front of an ebony amazon, a Serena Williams lookalike, straining to fit her cock into his throat as he stared adoringly up at her. His hands gently stroked her thighs or massaged her massive balls as he forced his nose into her wiry pubic hair, choking himself on her tool. She looked down at him lovingly, her fingers caressing his face and going through his hair. As Jason, watched, her grip tightened as her body tensed up and she appeared to dump her load in her lover's throat. The kneeling man held onto her thighs for dear life, swallowing, as fast he could, what appeared to be a never-ending cumshot. Eventually, the woman relaxed and tapped her sucker on the head. He slowly pulled her enormous cock free of his throat and Jason was reminded of the end of a sword-swallowing act. Despite what she had just done to his mouth, he smiled up at her and Jason could make out that he mouthed the words, "Thank you," to the woman who had just flooded his belly with her seed. She nodded and pointed to the ground. The man seemed to understand and, still with the look of adoration on his face, laid down on his back. The dominant dark beauty stood over him before slowly lowering her ass over his face, her huge cheeks enveloping nearly his entire head. She squirmed about until settling her ass comfortably where she wanted it and began stroking her now soft cock, bringing it slowly back to life. Jason wondered how times this pattern would be repeated tonight and how many more loads she could dump in him before he overflowed.

Other men around the fire had similar looks of love and devotion on their faces as their dominant partners used their bodies for their own pleasure. A pretty pale-skinned redhead had her lover on his back, humping her hips into him. He had his legs hooked tightly around her waist pulling her inside him. His arms were locked around her neck, either gazing into her eyes or suckling at her pale freckled tits as she filled him with her cock.

Another man was sitting astride a brunette who lay on her back, her hands guiding his hips as he bounced up and down on her pole. Two women stood on either side of him as he alternated sucking one and jacking off the other. He seemed far gone into a sexual trance, feasting on their hard dicks like his life depended on it.

And he wasn't the only one; many men seemed hypnotized by the sexual power of their partners. Jason was surprised to see his roommate Sam was there, bent over on all fours. Behind him on her knees, was what Jason could only assume was his girlfriend, Kelly. She was a truly striking blonde, full lips and big eyes, one perfect round breast hanging outside her toga as she steadily pumped her boyfriend. She held tightly onto his waist with her manicured hands, looking down at him lustily. Sam's eyes were closed in concentration and his mouth formed a perfect O as the feeling of his girlfriend's cock overpowered him.

"Was it possible that being on the receiving end of these women's cocks wasn't as bad as it looked," Jason wondered to himself. But even as he thought getting caught might not mean the death of him, shouts from the edge of the grove interrupted. The half-naked freshman he had seen earlier had indeed by captured by the pursuing amazons and now they had brought him back to the bonfire to claim their prize. The naked woman had the smaller male tossed over her shoulder like a bag of potatoes. With one hand she kept him balanced while the other held his testicles in a tight grip to keep him from struggling.

She dumped him unceremoniously on the earth and the women not otherwise occupied laughed and clapped at the hunting prowess of the two women. He scrambled away on all fours but the naked blonde was upon him at once, pulling him back towards her throbbing member. Her still toga-wearing companion circled around the male to kneel in front of him so they could take him at both holes simultaneously. As the male struggled to avoid the cocks from behind and in front, Jason was reminded of his own peril and fled before he saw any more, his own erection confusing him. But it didn't matter how beautiful they were," he thought, "he couldn't stand getting fucked like that, being taken like a girl. Besides he had his own girlfriend in California. And staying true to her meant getting back to his dorm. So he quietly circled the bonfire, sticking to the shadows, until he was past the grove and could start up the hill towards the men's dorm and safety.

He made his way slowly through the dark, the sounds of the orgy behind him growing dimmer. The entrance to the men's dorm was well illuminated and he would be fully exposed to any wandering Huntresses before he got inside the building. He just hoped that the festivities at the bonfire had attracted the attention of most of the women on campus. He approached his building from the side, using the corner to shield himself from the lights. He inched his way along the wall and waited at the corner listening for voices and heard none. He took a deep breath and turned the corner, stepping out into the light.

He felt his heart drop into his stomach as hope left him. He could now see why he hadn't heard voices. Between him and the doors were a pair of women seated on a bench, making out with each other passionately. One was a very tall and slim brunette whose hair was so dark it was almost black. Despite her fit build, she had full DD cup breasts that hung over her lowered toga. The woman she was kissing was a much shorter Asian woman with a petite build and long straight black hair. Between the legs of each woman, knelt a man who was busily sucking and slurping on each woman's cock.

Jason stood paralyzed, knowing he was caught. "Oh shit," was all he could say.

The women broke off their kiss and smiled at the helpless freshman. The taller woman smiled hungrily at Jason, "Out a little after curfew, aren't you? And with no escort. You're lucky you found us, we'll take good care of you. What's your name?"

"J-J-Jason," he stammered.

"Well let me guess, Jason, you're a freshman aren't you?"

He nodded dumbly.

"Well, my name is Morgan and I loooove freshman," she purred. She put a hand to the back of the boy's head who was sucking her and held him tightly to her as she slowly stood up from the bench, never letting her cock escape his mouth. Once she was standing she allowed the kneeling man to continue blowing her. Standing at her full height, she was well over 6 feet and Jason felt tiny before her. Without thinking, he took a step back towards the darkness.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. If you run for it and make me chase you down, you're going to interrupt my very nice blowjob here. And if you do that, I'm going to take it out on you when I catch you. And have no doubt that I will catch you.

"Just come over to me now and I'll take it nice and easy on you. We'll go slow and you'll be loving it before long. You'll beg me for it. So just come over and kiss my breast. You like my breasts don't you?"

Jason nodded.

"I know you do, you keep staring at them. So just come and kiss them. My nipples are so sensitive and I love having them licked. You'll do that for me won't you, come and make my tits feel good?"

Jason felt his feet start to carry him towards the towering goddess, seemingly outside of his control. He wanted her and wanted to please her but he was terrified. She held out her arm to him, as her other kept time on the head bobbing on her cock. Jason tried to ignore the man on his knees and focus on her beautiful face and perfect tits. As he got within arm's reach she drew him to her and pulled his head to her breast. "There you go, baby," she cooed to him. He licked tentatively at her nipple until she pressed harder on his head and he increased his efforts, sucking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could and tonguing her nipple. Morgan sighed contentedly, holding him gently, "You just do as I say and I'll take good care of you."

Jason felt himself melting into her taller, stronger frame, his face mashed against her breast, his own erection pressing into her hip. "I knew you wanted this," she wolfishly grinned down at him, "we won't be using that little dick of yours so enjoy yourself while you can. Ohhh, I'm getting close. I want you to watch me cum in his throat. You should be taking notes cause you're next."

Her words brought the reality of the situation back to Jason. Although he loved sucking on her huge breasts she wouldn't be satisfied with that, far from it. Keeping her breast in his mouth he looked down her long torso to the kneeling man deep-throating Morgan's monster. Jason knew she was well hung as five inches would appear on the outstroke but he had yet to see the head of her prick. Morgan tensed up and tightened her grip on both boys, pulling Jason against her side and her sucker's head flush against her crotch, her hips pumping out her orgasm. Jason saw the man struggling to swallow everything she poured down his throat but her offering was too much for him and soon he was choking and sputtering, cum drooling out the sides of his mouth around her prick. The kneeling man clearly couldn't breathe and began to fight to get her prick dislodged from his throat but Morgan held him firm as she finished her deposit. "Ah ah ah, not until I'm done," she mocked, "you should know better than to take your mouth off of me before I say so." The poor fellow on his knees continued to struggle and began turning blue but still Morgan refused to release him from her grasp.

"He can't breathe," Jason pleaded with her.

"Fine, I'm done anyway," Morgan replied casually as she finally pushed the choking boy off of her. He felt back to the ground, taking ragged breaths, his face a ruin of tears, saliva and cum, his color slowly returning to normal.

"It's a good thing you're here," Morgan laughed, "this one's all used up. I only put three loads in him. I hope you can do better. I've heard a lot of guys get whiskey-dick when they drink but I get insatiable when I drink. I could fuck all night!

"So let's see how well you do on this dick. Get on your knees and get me hard again," Morgan ordered, her tone demanding. Jason looked fearfully down at her slick half-hard tool that had just incapacitated another boy and hesitated. Morgan shoved him to his knees and barked, "One thing I won't tolerate is disobedience. Do what I say or it will be much worse for you. Keeping me happy is your only concern now, got it?" With that she grabbed her still weighty cock and began slapping Jason in the face with it. The humiliation stung far more than the hits, being here on his knees before this cruel amazon, he was helpless to even shield his face from her cum-covered cock. What would his girlfriend think if she could see him now?

"Hey, quit day-dreaming down there, virgin," Morgan grabbed him by the hair and pressed her cockhead to his lips, "you mustn't keep a lady waiting." Jason looked up into her eyes and saw no patience there and knew that he was in danger of making her angry, something that terrified him. So, cursing his own weakness, he reluctantly opened his lips and she pressed her meat into his mouth, hitting his throat and immediately making him choke. She pulled back letting him adjust to her presence. He could taste the residue of her cum on her soft but heavy cock. It felt smooth and spongy on his tongue and he tentatively licked around the head.

"Mmmm... that's it, I knew you wanted this. Use your tongue more, explore my whole cock with your tongue." Her tone softened and her grip loosened as Jason complied with her demands, giving his first blowjob. Jason wanted to take her dick out of his mouth and tell her he definitely did NOT want this but instead just continued to nurse on her slowly swelling cock. He felt it growing harder in his mouth, taking up more room, threatening to choke him again.

"Don't forget to massage my balls," she instructed. Jason gingerly handled her large balls, much bigger than his own, as her cock continued to stiffen in his mouth. Morgan grabbed his head in both hands and began to saw her now hard dick in and out of his mouth. "Since this is your first time, I thought I'd take the lead. But don't think I'll always do this. You're going to learn to please this cock. I expect it of everyone in my harem."

Jason struggled to keep his lips tight around the pistoning shaft while working his tongue. He couldn't believe this; here he was working hard to give a good blowjob! Still, as he became accustomed to her thrusting he realized that having his mouth fucked wasn't the end of the world and even though it definitely wasn't pleasurable he still was able to gaze up at Morgan's full tits and beautiful face. And thankfully she wasn't pushing fully into this throat, sparing him from gagging. As her cock slid across his tongue, coating it with the precum that was drooling from the tip, he found that he didn't mind the taste as much as he thought he would. It was kind of sweet, kind of salty but not bitter. Most absurd of all, some part of him was feeling proud that he was able to get her dick so hard, and make cum leak out. He had to get a grip on himself!

Suddenly Morgan withdrew her cock from his mouth and he found himself chasing after the dick with his open mouth before he caught himself. "What a slut," she laughed down at him, "now get up and get naked. I've got to have that ass." She pulled him up and stared expectantly at him.

"Miss Morgan," Jason begged, "I think you're so beautiful but I've got a girlfriend and I can't do this. Maybe I could just go back to what I was doing for you before. And you're so big, you'd hurt me..."

Morgan stood smiling at him, as though she expected this. "Got a girlfriend, huh? Well she should've given you a bracelet to mark you. But here you are, out on Hunting Night after dark, without a bracelet...so you're fair game, baby. And I'm the one that caught you so you're mine to do with as I choose...and I choose to fuck you. Got that? And yes it's going to hurt you but it's going to feel so good to me and remember it's my pleasure you should be worrying about.