Ticking Off Her List

Kelly soon found herself glad that her encounter with Jorie the hot Psych TA and the two Senior guys from the Cassidy College baseball team was being recorded on video, because studying it later was the only way she was going to be able to make any scientific observations. In the moment, her physical experiences were too overwhelming.

With the help of Jorie in front of her and Craig behind her, Kelly’s skimpy top and skirt were quickly removed, leaving her standing in just her panties in a crowded bar with the music blaring. Jorie began to slowly kiss and lick down her front, while Craig stood behind her, his hands reaching around to caress her breasts while he licked the nape of her neck. She could feel his erection pressing against her ass through his pants. Kelly had never felt two sets of hands, two mouths on her at the same time, and it felt so good she could barely stand it.

Jorie straightened up and kissed Kelly deeply again, allowing Jackson to come up behind her and slip off her bra. Shit, Kelly thought, to be 22 again. The girl’s tits we’re perfect, they seemed to defy gravity. Without even thinking about it, she reached out and grabbed a tit in each hand, feeling their weight. Then Jorie kissed her again.

Someone was pulling her back onto the bed, while at the same time someone else was tugging at her panties. She found herself lying back on the bed, her legs hanging off the side. Then she realized that Jackson was on the bed, too, entirely naked now and kneeling next to her. His seven-inch erect cock was hanging next to her face.

She reached out and took him in her hand, feeling how hard he was. Hard for her, because he wanted her. That felt so good. She ran her hand up and down it a few times, feeling every little bump.

“Suck it, slut,” the boy said. So she took him in her mouth.

It had been quite a while since Kelly had sucked a cock, but she supposed it’s one of those things one doesn’t forget, like riding a bicycle. It felt so right, somehow. She ran her tongue around his tip, tasting his sweat.

She was so into the dick in her mouth that she didn’t even notice the other dick until it was at the entrance to her cunt. She glanced down and saw Craig standing between her legs, positioning his erect cock at her entrance. He spread lube over her pussy lips (there was another industrial size container just off to the side), pausing to tease her clit with his thumb. Stars burst behind her eyes, and she groaned on Jackson’s cock. He felt her vibrations and twitched in her mouth.

She had never had two separate cocks inside her at the same time, but she wasn’t thinking about that. In fact she found it impossible to think about almost anything. After decades of overthinking every little thing, she now drifted toward pure experience. She could see Jorie kissing Craig, pressing her tits into his bare chest, a hand wrapped around him. Then she guided him into Kelly, the lube letting him slip smoothly inside her. She moaned again.

While Craig began to move in and out of her pussy, Jackson began to actively move in and out her mouth. She could feel him pressing toward the back of her throat, and she gagged a little. She wasn’t able to get more than half of him in her mouth using her usual techniques, but he was assuming more than that, that she could take him down her throat like one of the girls his age. And she was in no position to tell him otherwise.

At some point, Jorie had lay down on the bed beside Kelly, kissing her neck and running a hand over her tits. There were three people now, all sending sensations into her body. Jorie’s other hand was then on her clit, as Craig kept fucking her pussy.

“How’s it going, Dr. Wyndam?” Jorie moaned into her ear, sending extra tingles through all of her nerves. “You ever feel anything even fucking close to this?”

No, she hadn’t. Not even fucking close. Shit, the cock in her mouth somehow kept getting bigger, deeper. She could feel herself ****, but she was so overwhelmed that it almost didn’t matter. Her pussy was what mattered, the sensations were building so quickly, they were…

“That’s right, Prof,” Jorie whispered to her. “Can you handle it? You’re getting so close now, I can tell.”

She was. Oh fuck, she was. Oh fuck, Jackson’s cock was so big, so much of it was in her mouth.

“Now you’re gonna come for us, aren’t you?” Jorie bit her earlobe. “You’re gonna come so fucking hard for us. You’re gonna come like the fucking slut you are, that you’ve always been and you didn’t even know. You’re gonna come for us right… now.”

Kelly did come. She came as hard as she ever had. At the movie theater, she had been trying to keep her voice down. She wasn’t usually particularly vocal during sex in any case. But this time, she was completely overwhelmed by what she was feeling, and she pulled her mouth off of Jackson’s cock and then let out a wordless scream that everybody in the place must have been able to hear, even over the music.

She was sort of expecting the two boys to come with her, but they managed to hold off. Instead, they moved their dicks, slick with Kelly’s juices and saliva, over to Jorie, who was very eager to take over. For a moment, Kelly lay on the bed, still buzzing but feeling weirdly empty now. Then she sat up on the bed and noticed for the first time that several people, both men and women, were standing at the open entrance to their alcove, watching the group. A few of them applauded when they saw her looking at them.

Kelly hopped off the bed, then went over to the shelf in one corner of the alcove where she had left her half-finished beer. She held it up to the onlookers like a toast, then took a few swigs. It still kind of tasted like cock, and she turned out to be fine with that. Then she turned back to the bed, where Jackson now had his dick in Jorie’s pussy while she jerked Craig off.

“Get back over here, slut!” Jorie called. She laughed. “You think we’re done with you?”

Kelly obeyed. Soon, she had Jorie’s tongue slowly stroking her clit, her tongue inside Craig’s mouth, and his hard cock in her hand. Jorie’s ministrations were occasionally interrupted by her screaming things like, “That’s it, fuck my slutty pussy!” or “Fuck me harder! Fuck me!” at Jackson as he slammed into her. He was much rougher with her than Craig had been with Kelly, but Jorie seemed to be happy with it.

Soon, the girl was coming on Jackson’s dick, moaning into Kelly’s pussy. It felt pretty great. Then the two women lay next to each other for a second on the bed, breathing hard. Then Kelly saw Jorie grin at her.

The younger girl sat up and spoke to the two boys. “Hey, you guys are doing fucking spectacular. So, I have a list of stuff I’m supposed to make sure Dr. Wyndam does tonight, and we’ve still got a couple things on it. Help us out, I promise it’ll be worth your while.”

So a few moments later, Kelly was on her hands and knees across the bed, Craig in front of her and Jackson behind her. The latter was slathering more lube, not around her pussy, but around her asshole.

She looked up at Jorie, who was standing, still naked, in front of her, casually running one hand over Craig’s erection. “I’ve never done this before,” she said, a little nervously.

“That’s kinda the point, isn’t it?” Jorie replied. “But I want to be clear, only if you want to. Are you good, Prof?”

Kelly had said yes a lot lately, and every time, the only consequence she had was a spectacular orgasm. Seemed like a pattern. So she bit her lip, and nodded.

She felt Jackson’s cock at her asshole, and then it pushed into her. “Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuck,” she groaned. She was so full. It was like taking the world’s greatest shit in reverse, she somewhat deliriously thought.

Immediately thereafter, Jorie guided Craig’s cock into her mouth. “Just relax,” the girl said. “Relax all your muscles, Slut. Your face, your throat, your ass, all of them. You don’t have to do anything but relax and feel what you’re gonna feel.”

His cock pushed further inside her mouth, into her throat. She gagged, but somehow it wasn’t a bad feeling. It was just something that was happening to her, because these hot guys wanted her, because she was such a slut.

Both boys began to fuck her, Jackson in her ass and Craig in her mouth. It felt totally different from getting fucked in her pussy, but not in a bad way. She was worried getting fucked in the ass would hurt, but apparently, for her at least, it didn’t. And somehow, she also thought in that moment about the people standing around and watching her get fucked in the ass, and that it was all getting recorded in a way that could easily be posted online, and it only helped build the waves growing inside her.

Those waves kept building and building, threatening to sweep her away. As the cocks kept pistoning away in her holes, she saw Jorie lying down next to her on her back, facing the opposite direction. She realized that, most likely, she was going to work Jackson’s balls as he was in her ass. She also felt one of the girl’s soft hands on her inner thigh, and soon her fingers were playing with her clit.

Around that time, Kelly stopped thinking about anything at all. It was just her, and her holes, and the cocks fucking those holes. Time stopped having any meaning. She didn’t know when she’d started moaning like a whore on Craig’s cock, but she was. She felt her orgasm building, but not like it usually did. It was deep inside her, in a part of her where she had never felt that before. The feeling built and built, past the point when her internal waves would usually crash.

Then whatever it was peaked, and Kelly came again. It was like her entire body was coming. She had no control over any part of her. She could feel Jackson holding her hips, keeping her steady on him as her limbs flailed. She yelled with Craig’s cock still down her throat, and she felt him jerk at the sensation.

Craig pulled out of her and, as she continued to ride her orgasm, spurted on her face. One, two, three jets of warm cum painted her.

“Fuck yes, come in her fucking whore ass,” she heard Jorie growl at Jackson. “GIve her all your fucking cum.”

Shit, Kelly was still coming, somehow. Parts of her were having orgasms that she didn’t know could have orgasms. She groaned, blinking as jizz dripped over her eyelids. Then she felt Jackson’s cock pulsing as he blew his load inside her ass. It triggered what felt like a little aftershock, sending a last burst of pleasure through every nerve ending she had.

Kelly collapsed on the bed as she felt Jackson slide out of her. She went completely limp. A mixture of spit and spunk trailed lazily from the corner of her mouth. She couldn’t move any of her limbs. She couldn’t lift her head. Her body had gone totally haywire.

Jorie knelt down next to where Kelly’s head had lolled off the side of the bed. “How ya doin’ there, Dr. Wyndam?” Kelly just groaned in response, it was the best she could do at that moment.

Jorie laughed and produced her phone from somewhere. She put her face next to Kelly’s, which was covered in cum, spit, and smeared mascara. Grinning, Jorie extended the arm with her phone, took a second to frame the two of them, and snapped a selfie.