Disclaimer: the following is a work of fiction. It may contain scenes of violence, bondage and/or sexual situations which may or may not be consensual, and is intended for adult readers only. All characters portrayed in this story are adults. This work in not for profit and is intended as entertainment only. The author does not support or encourage violence or humiliation towards women or anyone. Characters in this story are fictional and not based on any person living or dead, and are not meant to infringe on any existing characters in other literatures.
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This is the continuation of the
University Blues
storyline, and I would recommend you read that one before plunging into this new venture.
Quick recap: Our main characters, Tom, Dana and Myriam, after a confusing few weeks at the start of the Fall semester at Penndale University, have come up with a way to handle their non-traditional relationships. Tom, 34 and history teacher, is now dating his coworker, office mate and mentor Dana Foster, 42; he is also sexually active with Myriam Holt, his 21-year old student, and many of her friends who hang out. The agreement is a simple one: as long as Tom prioritizes Dana when they're together, she doesn't mind what he does outside of their relationship; and Myriam doesn't mind as long he's honest about it. Tom, somewhat still high from the intensity of it all, is riding the wave of sexual intimacy after being in a rut for three years.
The question remains: how long can this arrangement endure before Tom is either asked to fully commit to Dana, or something happens that challenges this newfound status quo?
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Tom could not longer count with one hand the number of sexual partners he had been with, and this pleased him immensely. He tried, on the eve of break week at the college, to make the count. He even wrote their names and some details on a piece of paper.
YUKI AMATO - First experience - abroad
MELANIE PLANTERS - First relationship - lasted 3 years
ANONYMOUS - One-night stand / Porter
MYRIAM HOLT - One-night turned sex gang - ambushed by student
DANA FOSTER - Relationship???
TINA - Sexnight #1, small, wants to dance
LEA - Sexnight #2, red hair, beauty salon
AISHA - Sexnight #2, black, nudie bar barmaid
THEA - Sexnight #2, tall, future pharmacist
REBECCA - Next morning - roommate & best friend
MARIELLA - Sexnight #4, mechanical engineering student
LOIS - Sexnight #5, accountant
Twelve. He couldn't add only his dick to count them. And three quarters of those encounters were in the recent weeks. Clearly, Tom's sex life had taken off, and he didn't regret a single moment.
Break week was just upon them now, and it made Tom wonder how much more involved he could get with anyone during a week with very few school obligations on everyone's part - and this included Dana, his isolated partner, friend, colleague and mentor whom he was now almost officially dating. Splitting his time between work, Dana and the 'sex gang', Tom was flying high this semester, and he was glad the sentiment was shared (or seemed to be, at least) by everyone involved. Not one girl ever complained of his performance even though he had never felt like a great lover - though his pride had greatly increased recently. Even Dana had mentioned it, claiming his new sexual prowess was probably due mostly to an increase in self-confidence. Tom believed it also had to do with his new experiences, much more frequent now than ever before.
Another way, connected to these experiences, that Tom used to track his sexual progress, was to calculate the number of individual encounters he had enjoyed throughout the semester. It made for a quite stimulating read. He had split the improvised chart into two obvious sections: Dana vs. Myriam and her posse. Either column looked and felt incredible, even in comparison. And because he was used to tracking by the weeks of the semester, Tom used that as a temporal reference. The other reason he jotted the information down was because he did not want to forget a single element.
MYRIAM'S COLUMN
Week 0
Blowjob in the minivan - her gorgeous eyes
Week 1
Tuesday - Ambushed in class; Masturbated to Myriam watching
Saturday - Hung out at Myriam's; masturbation watching porn
Sunday morning - Watched Myriam and Rebecca lesbian; rubbed against Myriam's pussy
Week 2
Saturday - Sexnight #1 Truth or Dare - Myriam, Tina, Rebecca - fucked Tina, then fucked Myriam alone
Week 3
Friday - Sexnight #2 ORGY Trivia Quiz - Myriam, Rebecca, Aisha (blown & fucked), Lea (fucked), Thea (fucked)
Saturday - Morning threesome - Myriam, Rebecca (fucked)
Surprise restaurant BJ - Myriam
Sunday - Afternoon delights - Myriam
Week 4
Friday - Sexnight #3 Strip Poker - Myriam, Rebecca, Thea (fucked), Tina (fucked), Lois (titjob)
Saturday - morning sex with Myriam
Week 5
Friday - Sexnight #4 Twister - Myriam, Rebecca, Mariella (fucked all night), Tina
Week 6
Friday - Sexnight #5 Monopolyish - Myriam, Rebecca (fucked), Lois (fucked), Lea (fucked), Thea (fucked), Aisha (fucked), Tina (fucked)
Saturday - morning oral with Myriam
Week 7
No Friday activities - pending break week
Tom recalled the amazement and passion of all those sexnights with intensity, and used the chart to relive these moments in his mind.
On the third outing, he had met with a new friend, Lois, a 27 year-old accountant, hiding behind glasses, dark locks and an ample cleavage. Tom's gratification for that night, other than being given the opportunity to play the poker game, strip down and fuck both the short brown-haired Tina and the tall and lanky blonde Thea, had been to ride Lois' large breasts and ejaculate all over them after the fact. Both Rebecca and Myriam had won in their own rights, enjoying some oral servicing from the other girls in the process.
In their fourth gamenight, playing twister in their underwear, Tom had been introduced to Mariella, a 20 year-old tan girl with flowing brown locks, possibly of Mexican origin; she had essentially kidnapped him after the game, not eager to share him with anyone. That night, Rebecca had slept in Myriam's bed while Mariella commandeered hers, dragging Tom to bed with no reluctance, where she had proceeded to use him as a pleasure toy for herself, riding him, having him pound her, blowing him, rubbing her breasts around his cock, constantly swapping positions to keep him from climaxing too soon. They had fucked for roughly two hours before Tom had been allowed to fire into her mouth. In the middle of the night, she had woken him to her lips on his cock, and then she had ridden him again to orgasm inside her. Finally, in the morning, a handjob to rouse him had turned into a deep vaginal penetration on all fours, with Tom firing all cylinders onto her back afterwards. Needless to say, Mariella was pleased with herself and with Tom's ability to keep up with her. Tom himself, however, was exhausted and going home after the fact, had collapsed onto his couch and slept all afternoon.
The fifth and most recent night with the 'sex gang' had seen seven girls come around; playing a version of Monopoly where to pay rent, you had to offer something nasty, lewd or sexual, Tom had quickly and quite incidentally gotten ahead of the game very quickly, perhaps because some of the girls didn't play smart. He understood why when they started dropping by his many properties, trading clothing, kisses, exposure and sexual favors. Money also changed hands so Tom's pile wound up quite considerable. Eventually, because they couldn't afford to stay in his houses or hotels, the girls started asking for 'loans', offering their bodies as collateral. The scene was surreal in many ways, as Tom stripped his bottoms, and ended up planting his manhood inside all of the seven mouths and six of the pussies, fucking each girl for a minute or so before moving on to the next player's turn. When Tom came, overstimulated from all the previous excitement, the girls had him blow his load onto their exposed chests.
Thinking back on all of it, Tom could see an escalation of sorts happening, and he wondered how much farther the sex games could expand, and if he might in the future reach a breaking point - or a stopping point where he didn't want to go further. Given his current feelings, it seemed unlikely, but another consideration always came into mind after the fact, when he got home on the next Saturday.
It had to do with the next column in his compilation.
DANA'S COLUMN