Alone at last in her patrol car, Officer Nicole Henley looked around to make sure that no one was nearby, then pulled up the video on her phone. She had to see it again, had to understand what it meant.
It started with a small crowd of students gathered on a grassy field. Daylight, maybe mid-morning or early afternoon. There was the student center behind them; this took place right in the heart of the campus.
The camera holder edged through the throng, until the view came to rest on a girl - Stacey Albright, according to the report. Sophomore honors student, with a double major in psychology and education. A bright young student, full of promise - and here she was, wearing a thin pink bikini, kneeling on the ground, her eyes closed, greedily sucking a hard penis. It looked like a big one, but Stacey was having no trouble with it. Her head glided quickly back and forth, and she stopped occasionally to swirl her tongue around the thick, bulbous head.
The camera panned up to show the boy's face - Bill Matheson, also a psychology major, but with less than average grades. He was known more for throwing wild parties at his frat house than for anything else. In the video, his eyes were closed, and he moaned with pleasure, his fingers in Stacey's hair as she eagerly sucked him off. It sounded like he was getting close; any minute now, and his swollen cock was going to erupt.
Then he stopped her, withdrawing his glistening phallus from her wet lips and forcing her down onto the grass. She looked like she knew what was coming, and quickly yanked her bikini bottom off and spread her thighs apart. He climbed on top of her, his engorged penis dangling near her wet slit.
"Fuck me," she said, in a sultry purr. "Fuck me with that big hard cock."
The view went in closer as he nudged the tip of his rod against her pink labia. She gasped and panted as the stiff meat sank inside her, inch by inch, filling her hungry hole. A raucous cheer went through the crowd.
And then the fucking began. Like a locomotive, he started slowly at first, gradually picking up steam, until finally his cock was sliding in and out of her cunt with quick, eager strokes. Stacey groaned loudly; she had tugged her bikini top down and was now pinching her stiff nipples. The camera panned briefly around the crowd, showing girls with their hands in their shorts, and boys with no shorts at all rubbing their own erections.
The view switched back to Bill, who was now ramming his cock in and out of Stacey's twat with fierce determination. The girl's head was twisting left and right, her mouth open in a silent moan, clearly lost in orgasm. The thick cock pistoned in and out of her juicy slit, faster and faster. Bill's teeth were clenched; he stared at her huge, wobbling breasts as he mercilessly pumped his ravening organ in and out of her gooey slit. Then, with an animalistic grunt, he shoved it all the way in, keeping it buried inside her as the semen pulsed into her womb.
From that point on, the video turned into chaos. When Bill's penis finally left Stacey's cum-drenched pussy, another boy quickly crawled on top of her and began to push his own cock inside her, eliciting fresh moans from the delirious girl. Then the camera was moving around, showing other students apparently inspired to similar acts of debauchery. Girls sucking cocks, boys licking nipples and clits, and some couples already down on the grass, fucking like rabbits. The video ended with a red-haired girl dropping her shorts, getting down on all fours, and inviting the camera-holder to "shove it in."
The first time she had watched the video, Henley thought it was horrifying and obscene. That had been in the security office, with the other officers - all of them men. They had shaken their heads with disgust, but Henley was acutely aware of being the only female cop on the team, and she couldn't help but wonder how many of her fellow officers had grown erect while watching the young co-ed get ravaged.
The general complicity made it particularly disturbing. Why had none of the students called for help? They had all just stood there and watched this poor girl get pounded, minute after minute, helplessly writhing and mewling. Instead of putting a stop to it, they had turned on each other, slurping and fucking like a pack of horny animals. Something was happening on this campus - something virally corruptive - and these images gave proof.
But now that she had watched it again, somehow it didn't seem so horrible. The girl - Stacey - was clearly an eager participant. You could see the desire on her face, you could hear it in her moans - a sexual hunger so fierce, it had made her lie there, naked in front of everybody, letting this thug shove his cock in and out of her. Obscene or not, Henley could feel her body starting to react to the lurid images. She hit "replay" again, listening to the girl's whimpers, begging the guy to fuck her harder, to fuck her senseless, again and again. She watched that huge cock plunging in and out, in and out, and it was making her pretty damn horny! Her fingers slid down into her panties and found her pussy thoroughly wet. She tried to imagine what it was like, lying there on the grass, with that thick organ driving inside her, churning her vagina with relentless hunger. Moaning softly, her fingers glided rhythmically up and down her slit as she watched the girl twist and succumb to that hard male meat. No one was coming to her rescue. Overpowered by lust, all she could do was moan and squirm as the fucking continued. Henley let out a moan of her own, prodding her swollen clit as she saw the boy getting closer and closer, until she came at the same time he did, her twat convulsing as he pumped his virile cream into the young girl's snatch.
A voice crackled on her radio. "Henley, you there?"
"Uh...yeah...what is it?" she replied shakily.
"We got a call. There's some sort of disturbance over at the East Dormitory."
"Okay. I'm on my way," she replied, her pussy a quivering mess.
******
Officer Greg Marconi was nervous. Watching that pretty young girl get fucked had turned him on in a big way. When they played the video back at the office, his cock had grown so stiff, he was afraid that the others might notice. He had always had a weakness for college girls, and that hadn't changed after graduating. Seducing a young student was a favorite fantasy of his, though that's all it was - a fantasy. Only now he had just seen the real thing - every girl in that clip had looked eager to get involved in some hot sex. How would he have reacted had he been there, with some horny young coed inviting him to feel her up? He couldn't lose control - his job and reputation depended on it.
But now he was outside a girl's dormitory, about to go inside. A lot of strange things had been going on around campus lately, and sex was everywhere. The thought of what he might find inside made him both anxious and excited.
And it didn't help when Henley showed up. She was practically a college girl herself, barely twenty-four years old. At five and a half feet, she didn't exactly have a formidable height for a police officer. With her long, wavy blonde hair, her bright blue eyes, and her coppery skin, she looked more like a surfer girl than an ardent enforcer of justice. It was hard not to notice her curvy body, especially those beautiful breasts that seemed to be getting a little bigger every day. Her uniform looked deliciously tight on her, but he forced himself to look at her eyes as he explained the situation.
"Some sort of disturbance. Third floor, room 318. They think there's a party going on."
"Sounds familiar," said Henley. "A lot of that going on these days. Let's go have a look."
Marconi could help but watch Henley's sweet bottom as she climbed the staircase ahead of him. She would probably be an amazing fuck. Imagine if they just did it, right here in the stairwell? Her lusty moans echoing along the drab grey walls...
******
They could hear the music as soon as they opened the door to the third floor. It was a steady, throbbing beat, vibrating through the walls. "I told them to turn it down," said Mary, a small mousy girl wearing glasses and pajamas. "They didn't even come to the door. I need to get some sleep - I have an exam tomorrow morning."
At room 318, Marconi tried knocking loudly. "Campus security. Open up."
No response.
He tried the door, and found it unlocked. The door swung open.
The first thing he saw was a blonde girl lying half-naked on the floor. Her legs were bent and spread open, and a boy with no shirt crouched in front of her, his hands on her thighs and his face in her crotch. His back was to the door, so he took no notice of the police officers standing in the doorway. Nor did the other boy, who was crouched naked on all fours above the girl's head, his rigid penis gliding in and out of her mouth. On the bed nearby, a brunette was watching her roommate with rapt attention, her face flushed as the boy sitting next to her fondled her breasts through her T-shirt. Another girl with long dark hair sat near the window with one hand inside her panties, moaning softly.
