College Visit

"Is this the right place?" said Gina, as her mother pulled onto campus.

"The GPS says so." The mother had a frown as she saw many numerous young women walking around, completely nude, setting up stands and preparing for something. She was liberal minded, and this was a liberal arts college, one of the last all-girls schools in the state per Newsweek, but whatever nude protest was going on was too much for her. Certainly not appropriate for her 18-year-old daughter.

She pulled up to an older woman, wearing only glasses and a placard that gave her faculty access to certain areas. "Excuse me, Miss. Is there some sort of special event going on?" she said with some trepidation. "We were scheduled for a tour of the facilities, but we- we can come back when things are more... clothing-friendly around here."

Charlotte Pearson, nee Thomas, looked in the car at the fetching Gina McMahon and her mother Lisa and nodded. "Actually, yeah. My brother is coming by for a visit and he wants to inspect and fuck some of the girls here. He's the new EDP. In fact, you two look pretty attractive. Why don't you strip down and join us?"

This seemed reasonable to Lisa and Gina, who were allowed to park their vehicle in a nearby staff lot, and quickly disrobed next to the car. "Wow, Mom, is that a tattoo?" said Gina, getting a good look at her mother's ass for the first time.

Lisa nodded, "I had a bit of a wild streak in college. Got this tattoo during one crazy drunken night. It's supposed to be a pixie, but it came out kind of muddled."

Gina removed the last of her clothing. "Honey, you need to start shaving," her mother tsked her, as Gina momentarily covered herself. "Your father always said a clean pussy is a fuckable pussy. Although you probably never heard him say that." She laughed as Gina joined in, uncomfortably.

The pavement was hot as the mother-daughter pair quickly pivoted to the grassy knoll. Unfortunately, the knoll had a few too many rocks laying about. "We can't have shoes?" asked Gina.

Lisa shook her head. "I don't think so." She looked around to see a scattering of shoes on some of the women, but not most. She frowned in uncertainty. "Some men have weird inclinations when it comes to feet. It's probably best to keep ours on display if he wants us to give him a foot job or something."

"A what?" asked Gina.

"It's like a handjob, but with feet," replied her mother, cheerfully. "You've certainly given a handjob before."

Gina shook her head sheepishly to her surprised mother. "I've- I've never had sex. I think Roger might be gay. We tried once, when you were out of town, but he couldn't get it up. Plus the shows he likes..."

Her mother's eyes grew larger. "So, you're a virgin, then? That's perfect! Let me get something from the car." She walked sheepishly off the knoll and through the lot to grab a tube of lipstick. She then returned to her daughter and knelt before her.

"What are you doing?" Gina asked as her mother began drawing on her daughter's nude body with the lipstick. "Advertising!"

Hand-in-hand, Gina and Lisa began enjoying the sights of student life at Rockton College. An art mosaic was being painted, with breasts! A game of nude volleyball in the Quad. An afternoon yoga session with a very limber instructor. It was everything Gina could've dreamed for, and all in the nude. She tried a bit of yoga, but couldn't quite staying in place, falling down and crashing into another student. Both laughed and enjoyed the experience, not noting the fact that their privates briefly touched.

"He's here!" said another woman, as I finally emerged from the front office.

"Thanks for this, Charlotte," I said, hugging my sister tight as I had received my ID badge. It was pretty much useless, as I was the only guy visible on campus, but Charlotte was always a stickler for the rules. She was four years older then me, late '20s now, and already a college professor on her way to becoming the dean. I had envied her, even though Rockton was so old school they wouldn't hire male professors. And now that I looked at her naked body for the first time, I envied that too.

I pulled her in tight. "How's Todd?" I asked, asking about her husband, "Great" she said, meaningfully, as lust entered her voice. We approached close for a kiss, a kiss that was deep and passionate and not very sisterly. My hand reached down and felt her moist entry. An entry that should, for all logical sense, be denied to me if I weren't an EDP. I began frigging her as she stopped making out and responded orgasmically.

"I need this," she said, between breaths, "You need this." I nodded at the simplicity of the statements.

We lied her down in the grass as a group formed around us to enjoy the ****. One girl started unbuckling my pants. Another took off my shirt. My precious ID badge disappeared for a moment, as I was stripped down by a half-dozen college students who backed away, a job well done, when completed.

Charlotte spread her legs, allowing me full access, as I knelt down and positioned myself. I held back though, and she looked at me curiously, while trying to scoot closer to her prize. "Do you want this? Do you want me to fuck you?"

"I want you to live," she said, plainly. "And this isn't that bad a price?" She smiled. But I held fast and grabbed the wrist of a nearby student, guiding it towards my cock while not making eye contact. Charlotte noted this, and similarly grabbed the wrist of one of her students. My student began jerking me off, gently at first, but more enthusiastically with a little prodding, while Charlotte was getting frigged once more by some strange girl.

We were both out of our minds as the moment continued, as a larger and larger group formed to watch this illicit sexual coupling (with assistance) be performed. As the woman to my right jerked me off, I grabbed a woman to my left, by the back of her head, and brought her in for a deep-tongue makeout session. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Charlotte do the same. We were equals. Brother and sister. Lover and lover. Teacher and teacher. Fucker and fucker. I was nearing completion, but hadn't yet fucked my sister. Not really. So I stopped making out, shoving away the girl I had come to know so thoroughly (although I kept her cherry bubblegum), and **** my left-hand companion to guide me into Charlotte. She did as nonverbally commanded, and two hands quickly receded as I finally pounded deep into Charlotte.

"You did good, sweetie," said Lisa as Gina rubbed her hand after you momentarily pushed it into Charlotte when you impaled her. "That was a pretty solid handjob."

"Is he going to cum inside his sister?"

"It looks like it."

"Will he get her pregnant?"

"Probably. In fact, almost certainly. It's one of those few things you can guarantee in life."

As I contorted and grimaced, simultaneous with Charlotte's moans, the crowd clapped and hollered.

"Well there you go, sweetie. That's what conceiving a child looks like."

Gina was mesmerized by the site before her as I rolled over beside Charlotte and we both panted and sweated from the activity. Gina looked at her stomach, now littered with the phrase "Hi! I am a Virgin" and an arrow pointing towards her unkempt nethers, and pondered what other, longer phrase would fit with a full belly.

"Are you really a virgin?" I asked, looking over at this young girl standing beside a woman who obviously is her mother.

"Yes," she said nodding, before parting her vaginal lips. "See?" she looked down and frown, trying to part the hairs and showcase her unbroken hymen. "Well, I guess you can't really see..."

I just shook my head and smiled. Life was strange. "Are you the mother?"

"Lisa McMahon," she said, jumping exuberantly as her large breasts revealed. "We were on a college tour, and didn't fathom we'd get the pleasure of watching a three-hourer impregnate his own sister before us!"

"Warm her up for me, will you."

Lisa knelt down once more before her daughter, parting her lower lips and matching with her uppers. She had had a wild life in college, so old skills came into play when faced with another cunt in her face. I turned to Charlotte who was enjoying the **** mother-daughter lesbianism, as I asked her to suck me hard. She easily obliged, and we had a new four-person show going on.

"She's ready," said Lisa as she turned to me, much to Gina's chagrin. Lisa's face was covered in an incandescent liquid, the product of her loins' loins.

"And I'm ready," I said, peeling Charlotte off of my already quickly erect penis. "I hope you don't mind if I don't get up."

They may have said no, or shook their head, I don't recall. What I do recall is Charlotte and Lisa helping the virgin girl to hover over my erect cock, and I, taking matters into my own palms, gripped her hips and slammed her forward. A cry of pain, or at least discomfort, was immediately drowned out with continuous bouncing. She worked through it, and kept fucking. What a champ.

We would've kept at it, fucking up and down as the sun went down, but I felt the sudden urge to cum again so soon. And cum I did, holding her tight, her breasts pushing into my chest, and my seed going as far within this girl as it could go.

"Smile!" came a response, as the Rockton College News Crew appeared and filmed me inseminating this student tourist. We gave each other Rockton Fist Bumps as only a little of my cum leaked out of her wet, disheveled privates.

"Do you have time for an interview?" asked the nude news reporter as she shoved a microphone in my face.