"Julie," Todd called, "Hey, Julie wait up!"
Julie was halfway across the campus green. She stopped and waited for him to catch up. Given how stiff and sore she felt, stopping for a moment was a small pleasure. Todd's small role in making her feel like this made him a lousy excuse, but she stopped and waited. None of it had really been his fault, after all. The young man dashed across the green and stopped, panting, in front of her.
"Hey," he said, suddenly looking a little sheepish, "Uh, I... uh, found these... umm, behind the couch. I thought you might want them back."
Todd pulled a small wad of black fabric from his pocket and pressed it into Julie's hands: her panties.
"Uh," Todd continued, his face flushing red, "that was a wild party, huh?"
"Yeah," Julie agreed. She remembered Todd's face from last night, flushed and panting then too. She remembered hands, mouths and other parts all over her, inside her. She also remembered getting home and the painful crack of a belt against her backside.
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Julie would have liked to think it had started out innocently enough, but it hadn't. It had started with a fight.
One of her college friends had told her about a party. It sounded like a blast, with music, dancing, drinking and lots of crazy fun. Julie had really wanted to go, but when she told her husband Glen, he had just shrugged. She'd passed it off as Glen being distracted. He got that way sometimes. On the night of the party, when she said they should get ready, Glen had looked at her blankly. He'd forgotten the party entirely. He'd said he was tired, after a long day at work. He'd said it sounded loud and dull, and couldn't they just stay home that night. Julie had been pissed. She wanted to go and she was going. Glen had shrugged, told her to have a good time and not be out to late. That only pissed her off more.
Upstairs, Julie searched through her drawers for an outfit to wear. Her eyes settled on something shiny and black. It was a little top, barely more than a bra. The top was so thin that you could basically see right through it. A set of long, thick strings hung like a fringe from the top edge, serving to conceal her nipples, assuming the strings hung right and she didn't move. Julie had brought it from an adult novelty store as a costume to wear for some sexy picture-taking. She pulled it out now, determined to wear it to the party. Searching around, she found a black mini-skirt, barely long enough to cover her ass, that matched well enough. She finished the outfit off with a skimpy black thong. Throwing a long coat over the whole outfit, she stormed out the door with only a passing "'bye" to Glen.
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A lot of dancing and even more drinking later, Julie found herself on a couch in a small side room away from the main party with a guy named Kevin. Kevin was a grad student, and she felt he had great abs. She couldn't see them to make sure because his tongue was in her mouth and his head blocked her view. Still, she could tell because his shirt was open and her hands were all over his chest. Kevin had a hand on the back of her neck, holding her head while they kissed. His other hand was moving up her thigh, while his other hands caressed her breasts.
Wait a minute, Julie thought. She did a quick count in her alcohol-fogged mind and still came up with two more hands than Kevin ought reasonably to have had. Breaking off the lip-bruising kiss, Julie looked down. Sure enough, there were her two hands caressing Kevin's tight chest. One of his hands had definitely slid up her thigh and was now squeezing her ass. His other hand was trying to pull her back into the kiss. Two different hands where reaching around her chest. One was squeezing her breast while the other fumbled with the front clasp of her top.
Julie turned to look over her shoulder, in the process causing Kevin to bury his face in her neck. She sighed as he started to lick and suck on her sensitive neck. Opening her eyes again, she saw that the second pair of hands belonged to Gary, another grad student with thick, powerful arms and some nice tattoos. A coed with bright pink hair, whose name Julie hadn't caught, was clearly trying to get Gary's attention by nibbling on his neck and caressing his arms. Julie sighed again in pleasure, though a little nagging voice in the back of her mind regretted that Glen wasn't with her. Damn it, she thought, he would have loved this.
Gary still couldn't get the clasp to work. With a laugh, Julie let go of Kevin's chest long enough to undo the clasp herself. Her full breasts remained momentarily trapped in her top, pressed as they were against Kevin. Gary reached over and pulled the little black top aside. Julie gasped as his big, rough fingers brushed against her sensitive nipples. Kevin, realizing what had happened, trailed his mouth down Julie's neck and collar bone. Finally, he started enthusiastically licking and sucking on her breasts.
Gary pulled Julie around, so she sat sideways between the two guys. He lowered his mouth onto her left breast, leaving Kevin to continue to suck and nip at her right. Kevin's hand, which had been groping her ass, had been dislodged by the move and slid across her hip. It came to rest between her thighs, and Kevin was quick to take advantage of the new position. His groping fingers pulled her little thong aside and started to probe the folds of her pussy.
"Hey now," Julie objected weakly, "Ohhh, not so fast. Ouch! and not so hard," she added as Gary bit down on her sensitive nipple.
Her protests did nothing to cool things off. If anything, Kevin started sucking harder and occasionally biting her right breast while Gary continued to nip and suck on the left. Kevin's fingers still probed the outer edges of her pussy, which wasn't quite wet enough for him to push them easily inside.
Julie was startled by the sudden sound of a zipper. She looked down to see that Pink-haired-coed was now on her knees in front of Gary. She had opened his jeans and was pulling out his stiff rod. This, at last, succeeded in pulling Gary's attention, and his mouth, away from Julie's breast. He lifted his hips far enough to allow Pink pull his jeans and boxers down around his ankles. Her head lowered between his legs and Pink started to drag her tongue along the length of his shaft. In a quick skillful move, she engulfed the head of his dick with her mouth. Gary groaned. Julie gasped at the sight of Pink blowing Gary's thick dick, and at the persistent attentions of Kevin's mouth and fingers. Gary leaned back with another loud groan as Pink's head started to bob vigorously in his lap.
"God," he moaned, "now all I need is someone to sit on my face."
"Ok," Julie laughed to his surprise.
Julie stood up, pushing Kevin off her, and quickly pulled her thong off. She tossed it casually away. Gary lay down on the couch, with Pink still sucking his hard shaft. Julie straddled his face and lowered her pussy over his mouth, twitching her little black mini-skirt up as she settled over him.
As Gary's tongue started to probe her folds, Julie moaned and thought how much Glen must love watching this. Suddenly, she remembered that Glen wasn't here. He wasn't seeing this. For a moment, she almost got up, thinking that maybe she shouldn't be doing it then. Then she felt a rush of anger. Glen could have been here. It was his own fault for not coming in the first place. Beside, they had always said they had a non-traditional relationship. He wouldn't object. Julie relaxed and settled back, almost grinding her pussy into Gary's face. He groaned, though whether at her actions or because Pink was now swallowing most of his shaft, Julie didn't know.
Kevin, having been forced off the couch by the sudden arrangement of this oral threesome, unzipped his own pants and pulled out his dick. He was staring at Julie's naked breasts, red and slick from the attentions recently paid them. Kevin started to stroke his long shaft. Julie, with a smile, leaned over and wrapped her hand around it.
"Oh God, yeah," Kevin moaned as Julie's hand started to pump his dick.
Julie was gasping and moaning herself. Gary was very talented with his tongue and the feel of him moaning against her pussy made things even better. Kevin's long hard shaft in her hand served to turn her on even more. A feeling of intense pleasure was rising steadily though her body. Her breath was coming in fast gasps now.
Kevin pushed his hips toward her, forcing his dick closer. Julie, with the part of her mind not focused on Gary's tongue, realized what he wanted. Shrugging inwardly, she leaned over and rolled her tongue over the tip of Kevin's dick, tasting his salty pre-cum.
Gary's tongue was working at a fevered pace now and Julie could feel him arching and tensing beneath her. She realized he was about to cum and the knowledge somehow tipped her over the edge. With a loud cry she released Kevin's dick. Her whole body tensed as her came, grinding her pussy against Gary's face. A moment later, Gary grunted and arched his back, moaning into Julie's pussy as his hips pumped into Pink's face.
Julie leaned back, off Gary's face. He sighed and lay still, his head between her thighs. Julie looked down to see Pink lifting her face off Gary's shaft. A string of white sticky cum ran down from her lips, along her chin.
"Gary," the pink haired coed said huskily.
