Julie's Memoires: Grad School Fun
During spring break of my first year of grad school at Harvard, I was overcome with desire. I decided to visit Brandeis for fun. I went in a couple of bars near campus looking for frat boys. I approached a couple of tables and asked why they were still in town instead of going to Florida or other places. Some of the boys said they just were tired and wanted to sleep. Some said they just liked it where they were.
The table of three said they did not have the money to leave town. These were the guys I was looking for. Honest. I asked them how many stayed home. "Five. The rest are gone till the weekend."
I whispered to the one nearest, "I want to fuck all five of you tonight. Do you think your roommates would be interested?"
He looked at me with a dry smile, and said aloud, "Who told you to do this? What's the joke?"
Again I leaned close, "No joke. I'm not from around here. I've never fucked more than two guys in one night. I'm way too horny to be joking."
"Really?"
"Really. Not a joke. Dead fucking serious."
"Okay! Give us a minute."
"Don't tell anyone else. I will only fuck five of you." I waited outside. If they didn't come out soon I would go to another bar. In less than a minute, he, and the two other guys, were standing around me. "This way." We walked three blocks, joking and laughing, to their house.
Inside, the other two guys were watching a porn movie. (A sign!) Richard motioned for the sound to be muted and told all of them what I had told him.
I then said, "I want to fuck all of you, one at a time. I want a bed with a clean sheet. and a bottle of wine. I brought rubbers. I will fuck only the five of you. Anybody else shows-up and I'm gone. There will be no hitting. No hair pulling. No restraining me in any way. I will hurt you if you hurt me. I will break your nose and make sure you cannot have children. Not a joke! I know how to do this."
"And, if we ever meet again you will be discreet, quietly reminding me what number you were. You guys decide who comes into the room in what order. Each of you will bring a warm wash cloth, and a glass of cold water." I waited for questions.
"If we are all agreed?" There were no objections. Just astonishment and then laughter. "Show me the room."
Richard told John to go get a good bottle of wine. He had already pulled a clean sheet and pillowcase from the closet. He led me to the second floor, down a hall, and into a room that was fairly clean and smelled of sandalwood. (We were still living in the sixties, don't ya know.) He stripped the sheet and pillowcase, replacing with the clean ones.
He left to let me get settled, returning in a few minutes with an opened bottle of wine and a glass. He poured and offered it to me. I drank more than half. I was a bit too excited.
"I'll be back later."
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Randy was first.
I asked, "Is this your first time." He said, "No."
Since this was not about romance, I did not waste time.
"Get undressed." He removed his clothes. He smelled good. By the time he was naked he was rock solid. He looked fine. I removed my shoes, socks, and panties. I sat on the edge of the bed.
I was too horny for much foreplay, but I did stroke his penis a bit. Then I unwrapped a rubber. Rolled it on him. Pulled up my skirt, lay back on the bed, spread my legs, and said, "Put it there." He knelt between my legs. He was almost shaking with anticipation.
I grabbed his cock, rubbed it between my puss lips a few times, and then pushed the head into my hole. As he worked his way in I pulled him down to lay on me. I said, "Start slowly." And kissed him.
As instructed, he started pumping slowly. I placed my hands on his ass to set the tempo, increasing his speed as I got closer and closer. He pumped for not quite ten minutes. I orgasmed about half way through. I was getting ready again when he came, hard and good. We lay still for a couple of minutes. I thanked him and told him it was time for the next guy.
Randy left the room.
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