AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is the final chapter of a story which broke nicely into four chapters. Two of the chapters could possibly stand alone, but the four fit together better as a single tale. I've changed the characters' names and deliberately left out certain specific details in order to conceal the participants' identities. The reason will certainly become obvious.
SUMMARY OF CHAPTERS 1, 2, AND 3.
Bill, Kim, and I had been sent by our college to an academic conference. Although each of us had been a faithful spouse (Bill to Sue, Kim to Rick, and me to Terri), the three of us had playfully ended up in bed together. Kim had surprised all three of us when her continuous orgasms only ended when Bill and I collapsed into exhaustion.
The three of us had unexpectedly experienced the most intense sexual passions we had ever imagined, and in spite of attempting to end our affair, we resumed our three-way sex the following evening. We had experimented and explored our sexuality for most of the next two days, finally joining the mile-high club. We had vowed to conceal what we had done from our spouses.
Of course our secret had come out, and Bill's and Kim's spouses had both retaliated by filing for divorce. Terri, my wife, had retaliated by offering herself to the men at a local fraternity. Once the men had fucked her as many times as they could manage, she had climbed into bed with me covered with their cum, with more leaking from her cunt and ass. After describing her evening of debauchery, she had put a tape into the VCR and announced that she had once been a frat-whore.
TERRI'S TALE
"I was an only child. My father was a really strict religious nut, and I was a protected, innocent virgin when I went away to college. I fell in love with a guy a couple of years older who took his time with me. He talked me out of my clothes, and I loved kissing and hugging him while we were both naked. He got me off with his tongue and his finger inside me, and I loved it. I learned to eat him, too. I'd never felt anything so wonderful. We finally fucked for the first time on Halloween. From then on I was taking the pill, and we fucked every chance we could. He couldn't get enough and neither could I. I knew I wanted to marry him and make love all day long.
"I told my folks I had a serious boyfriend, and they invited him to our house for Christmas. Of course they had no idea I was no longer a virgin. He was put in a spare bedroom way down the hall from my room. We'd been fucking every night for a couple of months, and there was no way we could not do it, even with my folks in the house. After everyone was asleep, he slipped into my room and climbed into bed with me. We must have made too much noise or something. I was in the middle of a toe-curling orgasm when the light came on and my father stormed in.
"Sam - that was my guy's name - kept fucking me for several more strokes, and even with my father watching I couldn't stop my orgasm. My father dragged Sam off me - well, out of me - as I continued to climax. Sam shot his load on the floor and my father hit him. Sam hit him back, and my father fell down. Them my mother came running in, too. You can imagine the scene. Sam and me both naked, cum on the floor, my father holding his stomach and moaning. I was moaning too, but from my climax.
"My father called me a tramp and a whore of Satan, and my mother said I'd disgraced them. They ordered Sam and me out of their house, and they told me that I was never to come back. It was after 2:30 in the morning when we drove away. We went back to the college and sneaked into Sam's dorm room. We fucked in his room every day until classes began again.
"A few days later I got a letter from my mother. She said the college wouldn't refund the tuition money for the spring semester that my parents had already paid, but my parents refused to keep sending me money for the dorm. Or for anything else. The last thing my mother wrote was that I had disgraced them and they were going to forget they ever had a daughter. She signed it using her formal, married name - not 'Mom' like she always had before. It was clear they wanted me out of their lives. Forever." In spite of all that had happened, I felt a surge of sympathy for Terri. "Are your parents still alive?" I managed to ask.
"Who the fuck knows? Or cares? I told you they were dead, didn't I? But now you really know why they weren't at our wedding. They wanted me gone and I obliged them. But it was terrible. They left me with no place to live, and I had expenses - like food - that I had no way to cover, and I still wanted to go to college. I decided to say they were dead. In a way they were. To me at least."
"But having sex with Sam didn't make you a whore!" I protested.
"No, but as far as they were concerned it did. And it was the beginning. I got a couple of part-time jobs, but they were barely enough to pay for my books, food, and a trashy little one-room apartment I got after I had to move out of the dorm. Sam wasn't any help. All he wanted to do was fuck me. He got tired of having me complain about not having enough money to live on. We started arguing and fighting.
"Then one night I showed up at his room to ask for a couple of bucks so that I could get something to eat. He was watching a game on TV with two of his friends. One of them said he'd pay me ten bucks if I'd suck his dork. The other said he'd pay twenty if he could fuck me. Sam was still really pissed at me from an argument we'd had the night before. He just waved his hand toward his bed and told me to go ahead and earn some money rather than beg for it. The two guys laughed. I couldn't believe Sam could treat me this way.
"Something inside me snapped. I knew he was just being pissy because of our fight the night before, but I took it like he was daring me. I stripped off my clothes and spread my cunt lips apart and let them see how it looked. I told them I wanted the cash up front. They each payed me for a blowjob before I fucked them. Then it was wham, bam. After the blowjobs, it took maybe fifteen minutes to get both of them to fill my cunt.
"Sixty bucks. Cash for two new cocks in my cunt. Sam just watched. When they left, Sam wanted to fuck me, too. I told him he had to pay for it like his friends did. He called me a 'cheap-fuck-slut' and shoved me naked into the hall. I got dressed while a bunch of guys watched and made comments. One of them offered me his bed for the night. I said he had to pay for it. I fucked him and slept with him that night for $50. He was my fourth, and he had the biggest cock so far. He fucked me four times.
"Afterward I was really sore, and my pussy hurt for two days, but it wasn't all that bad. And I had enough money to get through the next couple of weeks. And my period came a few days later, so nobody knocked me up. Lucky, too, since nobody used a condom. I found out later that the pill doesn't always work." Terri paused and took several sips of her drink. Her face had turned red with anger. I saw tears running down her cheeks, but she made no attempt to wipe them away.
Even though I was married to Terri, I'd never seen her exhibit this side of her emotions. Perhaps it had something to do with her relationship with her parents, but did it really matter? Again I started imagining what she had probably done with the SAE men the night before. I almost didn't hear her when she continued.
"I was making enough money with my part-time job and selling my pussy that I could get by, but I knew I'd never be able to pay tuition and fees after the semester ended. I really didn't know what I was going to do.
"That's when Mike showed up at my apartment. The way he was dressed I knew he had money. He was a friend of one of my regular fuck-boys. And he was the president of a fraternity. He invited me over to the frat house, so I went. About a half- dozen guys talked to me. They had this little first-floor apartment. It was the housemother's before the university rules changed and they did away with them.
"They asked me if I had ever had sex with more than one guy in a night. When I told him I had, Mike told me that they would pay fifty dollars for every guy I'd fuck before dawn. They had more money than brains. I needed cash so badly I'd have done them all for almost nothing, maybe some food.
"Mike was the first. I made four hundred dollars that night. I liked having naked guys watching me fuck another guy. I was so sore and tired I slept until the next evening. During the day Mike brought me some food, and that night he made his proposition to me. "Three different frats had kept their housemother apartments rather than convert them to some other use. He told me I could live with two other girls in an off-campus apartment, paid for by the three fraternities. I had to spend weekends in the frat house, fucking with some of the men on Friday and Saturday nights. For that I could use the housemother's apartment. It had its own private entrance. During the week I could eat free meals with the men whenever nobody was visiting, but I had to be naked and do blowjobs after the meals. Any time I was there I could fuck them, too, if I wanted to.
"I agreed to fuck six men every weekend, rotating through those interested. I also had to give twenty blowjobs each week, again rotating. For this the frat payed for the apartment with the two other frat-whores and provided almost all of my meals. I had to make up the fucks I missed when I was having my period. Extra fucks - you know, after the first six each week - were $50 cash. Extra blowjobs were $20 cash. Sleeping all night with me in the housemother's apartment was an extra $100 per man per night. Sometimes I could sleep with two at once and earn double. Usually they took turns fucking me all night long. Mostly separately, sometimes at the same time. I didn't really care 'cause the money was good. And I liked the sex, too.
