Two weeks before my graduation into full brotherhood, I found myself alone and bored on a Saturday. I had just about finished all of my semester assignments and I was confidant about the upcoming final exams. Swim team was over for the year. Most of my AOK friends were busy with graduation ceremony preparations. Jason and Jerry were studying for the final pledge test or doing something as part of their ascensions. I even tried to get a hold of Lori to see if she wanted to fuck to no avail.
As I sat alone in the apartment listening to music my mind wandered back to the island. I thought about Adam, but I already knew he was unavailable and I wouldn't see him again until graduation night. His note said that he hoped the celebration with the incoming pledges wouldn't wear me out too much because he was hoping he and I would spend the night together. I slipped my shorts down and began to stroke my growing cock as I thought of others on Adam's island.
My night with Reggie and Shelia filled my head. Soon enough though Reggie faded from the fantasy. In my mind I was alone with Shelia. She was under me begging me to fuck her harder. Her blond hair was wildly arrayed on the bed as my chest pressed into her large magnificent tits. Her seductive moans filled my ears as if she was actually in the room. I wished I knew where she was at that moment so I could go to her and really fuck her. But of course that was impossible. I knew that she was likely on the island or far off with Adam conducting business.
I racked my brain for who I could call to satisfy my growing sexual hunger. There were a few guys I knew were likely not busy that would come over for a romp in my bed. But I didn't make a call. Cock was not going to satisfy the itch I had. I wanted pussy. Acknowledging that desire was exciting and puzzling at the same time. For almost a year sex had been sex to me. As long as my partner was good, guys were as good as chicks. It was really only when I was in the company of a particular woman that turned me on that the gender made even the slightest difference. If I was horny the first hot body or bodies available, male or female was what I wanted. But that particular evening with no woman in sight and only cock as a possibility I choose to keep masturbating rather than seek out the almost sure possibility of finding a guy to fuck.
As I continued to stroke my cock, my mind returned to the island. I saw myself wandering down a narrow unpaved path. Oddly I was totally naked. I seemed lost until I realized in the fantasy I was on the back path that led from Adam's house to the small village where Alicia lived. With my eyes closed it was as if I had been transported back to the island. I heard the sound of giggling and looked to my right. The foliage was too thick to see the source of the laughter. I pushed aside several palm like branches and stepped off the path into the dense growth. A hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me. The foliage was so thick I could not see who it was that had hold of me, pulling deeper into the jungle-like tropical paradise.
Then the jungle gave way to a clearing. Alicia was holding my wrist. She wore the same shift she had put on after we fucked in her bed. Her eyes bore into me. She licked her lips. For the first time I realized I was naked.
"John, I am glad you came back for me but it is not safe to wander around here alone and naked," She said and pulled her simple dress over her head.
I gathered her in my arms and we kissed deeply. As my hard cock rubbed against her body in my fantasy, I jacked my cock harder in reality. I heard male voices calling her name. Her brothers were looking for her. She lay on the ground and told me to fuck her quickly before they found us. I got on top of her and my cock instantly slid into her the way things happen only in fantasy. While my mind was fucking Alicia in the jungle my fist was pounding my aching cock. Her brother came into the clearing just as my cock exploded in my hand. As my warm cum dripped down my fingers Alicia disappeared but her brother remained. I was expecting that we would fight. I still do not know why I did not open my eyes and end the fantasy.
Instead of raising his fists, Gregory smiled at me. He said that since I fucked his sister that I should fuck him too and began to undress. His skin was dark and his body toned and sleek. He clearly did not ever lay in the sun as his tan was a working man's tan. His body was evenly brown except for where his cut off jeans blocked the sun's rays. It was almost like he was wearing a light tan pair of shorts except for his large very hairy cock being on full display. He got on his hands and knees next to me and began to lick his sister's cunt juice from my flaccid cock. Though I was fascinated by the new views conjured up in my head my cock did not grow either in the fantasy or in reality. Even the imagine of a near perfect innocent stud eager to be fucked by me did not fire my juices.
"No!" I screamed and opened my eyes. "I want cunt!"
I looked down and saw my deflated cum covered cock still in my palm. Though I had cum hard I was still super horny. As I dragged myself to the bathroom to shower off the sweat and cum born of my fantasies, another woman from the island popped into my head. I quickly showered and then without bothering to dry off went to my room and began searching through the collections of notes and cards in the top drawer of my desk. I stared at the small card that was turning over and over in my fingers. The name Felicity teased me. I closed my eyes and pictured the mature seductress that had been so open about her desires. I also heard Paul's warning about her.
But no one's warning could have stopped my next move. I grabbed the phone and dialed the number quickly like it might fade from the card before I could punch all nine buttons. She answered before the second ring had finished.
"Hello, Ms. Culbertson, this is John Campanelli. I was hoping we might get together and take care of that matter we discussed."
"What matter is that, John and where was it we met?" She said coolly.
I was reasonably sure that she was playing with me. I decided that plain talk would be the best play in return.
"We met on Adam Donaldson's island some weeks ago. The matter we discussed involved the two of us getting together to fuck like wild animals. I regret I have been rather busy and could not call sooner."
"Oh of course I recall the conversation. But one small point John, when calling to discuss fucking, I believe first names are appropriate."
"So are you available to fuck this weekend, Felicity?" I asked bluntly growing ever more horny and tiring of playing games.
She simply said yes and gave me direction to her house. It was about an hour and half drive from campus and I needed to borrow a car.
"I will see you in a couple of hours. Feel free to rev up your pussy," I said and hung up the phone before she could reply.
I dressed quickly in a pair of shorts and a polo shirt I had brought from the island. I wore my preferred underwear, knit boxer-briefs. Impulsive I threw a few things in a duffle bag just in case the night turned into a couple of days. On my feet I wore the very expensive saddles I got on the island. I knew a few guys that had cars but I wasn't sure which one might be available. Since I didn't want to waste time I turned to a guy I knew could get anything. I dialed the frat house office and was happy that he was available to answer the phone. When I told him I needed a car he informed me that he had one at the house I could pick up any time.
I was on the road twenty minutes after hanging up on Felicity. I stuck to the speed limit because I didn't want to be early and seem overly anxious. Truth was I was extremely anxious and with every mile getting hornier and more anxious. Her directions were perfect and easy to follow. It turned out the house I was directed to was what could be called a country estate. I have no idea how much of the surrounding land she owned but the oak tree lined drive was so long the house could not be seen from the street. In addition, once at the house no other houses could be seen in any direction. The colonial style mansion that would have put most plantation homes to shame stood amidst vast emerald lawns that were punctuated with large stately trees. The landscaping was perfect and well tended. The circular drive was made of hand laid stone and had an ornate fountain as a center piece.
I was a bit disappointed in what I saw because I knew such a house meant that there would be many servants in residence. I was in the mood for swinging from the chandeliers not a discreet fuck in the mistress's chambers. As it turned out Felicity had taken care of that issue. When I rang the bell instead of being greeted by the expected butler, she answered wearing a very sheer robe that did little to conceal the equally sheer night gown underneath. Her tits and stunningly pert nipples were clearly visible as she was braless. A tiny flame red thong barely hid her cunt. It was obvious that she was either shaved smooth or trimmed quite close.
"Welcome, John, come in," She said in her wonderfully seductive voice.
"Thank you, Felicity, nice house."
