Hi. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jodi, and in most ways I think I'm a fairly average Australian college girl. For instance, I'm always broke, I don't study as hard as I should, and I love to party. In other ways though, I'm probably not average. I think I have above average looks - I'm blonde, 5'8", slender, but with fairly large breasts (C cup), nice legs, and a tight ass that I'm quite proud of. (I probably sound really conceited saying this, but I'm not really.) The other way I'm not quite average is my sex life. I've often wondered what the exact definition of a nymphomaniac is, and whether I meet the criteria. What can I say, I just love to fuck.
I don't fuck just anyone though, it has to be someone that turns me on. I just seem to get turned on very easily, that's all. I'm always checking out guys, and when I see something I like, my mind starts drifting. For instance, I see a nice muscular chest, and I start to think how it would feel to be running my hands over it while I ride his cock. I see a set of nice tight buns, and I wonder how they'd look, clenching and relaxing as he drives into me from behind. As soon as I start thinking these things, my pussy gets wet, and it doesn't take much of a pick up line before I'm spreading my legs and inviting him aboard.
I must sound like a total slut, but I do have my limits. I never fuck sleazy guys, or nerds, or anyone else that doesn't do it for me. Anyway, enough about that. As I was saying - fairly average college girl. My parents live in the same city as me, but I don't live with them anymore. I value my privacy a bit too much. I share a flat with another college girl, Chloe, who doesn't mind me screaming and moaning when I bring a guy home. In fact, she once told me she likes to listen in when I'm having sex, and plays with herself as she imagines me getting drilled. It actually gets me horny, knowing she's listening when I'm with a guy - I get even more vocal than usual. Don't get the wrong idea though, we're not lesbians. OK, there was one occasion where we got a little drunk, and things got a bit out of hand, but that's it. Chloe certainly brings home her share of the guys too.
That's where this story really starts. I came home from uni late one night and I heard the familiar sounds of Chloe's moans. She'd actually left her bedroom door open too, so as I walked into my room I caught a glimpse of them, both naked, her sitting on his face as he lay on the bed, erect cock in her hand. I sat in my room, listening in for a while. By the time Chloe screamed out her orgasm, my pussy was sopping. I was tempted to run in there and jump on his cock, but I knew Chloe would probably want that for herself. I decided to go out and find my own. I dressed in a skimpy black dress, with some lacy black lingerie, then took a cab in to my favourite spot in the city.
I spotted Brian when I first scanned the club. I'd never seen him before, but he was a hunk. Tall, well built, and his ass looked great in jeans. When he offered to buy me a drink I was so hot that I would have bent over for him in the middle of the club. Ten minutes later we were in a cab, headed to his place. The cab ride was one of the more interesting I've had. Just after we'd got in, Brian told me to take off my bra and panties. I did so, trying to be as subtle as possible to avoid the prying eyes of the cabdriver, but then, when I handed them to Brian, he simply threw them in the front passenger seat. I covered my embarrassment by giving the driver a sexy look as he adjusted his mirror to check me out. Brian's hand proceeded to rub my thigh, pushing the hem of my short dress higher and higher as he got bolder. I saw the driver adjust the mirror again, lower this time, but then I forgot all about him as Brian's fingers found my cunt. I tried not to moan, but I couldn't help squirming as he fingerfucked me all the way back to his place. When we got out, I heard the cab driver offer to forget the fare in exchange for a blowjob, but fortunately Brian told him, "Sorry, she's all mine tonight." He was about to hand over the money when he paused, seeming to change his mind. "Tell you what, forget the fare and you can keep the bra and panties." The cab driver nodded and I saw him pick up my panties, and wrap them around the erect cock that I only just realized was jutting out of his pants. I grinned and walked away as he started to wank himself.
Our first fuck was hard, fast and urgent. We didn't even make it to the bedroom. With my dress bunched up around my waist, he bent me over the kitchen table as I turned my head and growled, "Fuck me hard!" He needed no further encouragement. I came so hard as he plowed me, smashing his hips into mine as he stretched my cunt. My body bucked up and down in orgasm, tits slapping against the polished wood of the table until he too exploded, filling me with his sticky jizz.
The second time was much more controlled, but no less satisfying as he dazzled me with his knowledge of the Kama Sutra. We took a shower together afterwards, so I could wash the cum off my belly and tits, then I fell asleep naked in his bed, a deep post-coital slumber. I woke early the next morning on the verge of yet another orgasm, thanks to Brian's tongue on my clit. I clamped my thighs down on his head as I screamed in pleasure, and after getting my breath back I happily returned the favour, being quickly rewarded with a sticky breakfast. (Yes, I do swallow. Not that I like the taste, but it makes the guys happy, and I prefer it to getting a facial.)
Later that morning, Brian made me the offer that changed my life. "How would you like to make a lot of money for one day's work?" Basically, the deal was as follows. I, along with three other girls, would be the object of a game. In the simplest terms, it was a game of hide-and-seek. Each of us girls, wearing only a bikini, would be sent out to hide in the forest, for three hours. During that time, four teams, each consisting of four guys, would be trying to find us. If we got found, we had to give up a piece of our bikini to them. They then let us go to try and hide again. If we were found a second time, we gave them the second piece of our bikini. If we were found a third time, then we had to be prepared to be fucked by four strangers in the forest.
The appeal of the offer was that if we made it through the three hours without getting fucked, then we went home with our money. It was a lot of money too, especially for me - I'm not going to tell you exactly how much. Everyone has their price, I just don't want everyone knowing what mine is. There was another catch too though. If we did get caught and fucked, then we had to spend the night as the reward for whichever team collected the most items of clothing. No prizes for guessing what that entailed.
To cut it short, I spent a lot of time thinking about it, and while I didn't say yes straight away, I did eventually. It was just too much money to turn down, and I managed to convince myself I'd have no trouble hiding for three hours. In retrospect, not such a wise decision.
On the day, we changed into the bikini's we were given, and then got into the back of a truck. I was given a thong, and the rough wooden seat in the back of the truck nearly gave me splinters in my ass. None of the girls spoke much, I guess we were all feeling pretty nervous. They were all very pretty, nice bodies. I wondered if they'd been selected in the same way I had. The forest we went to was private property, fully fenced off, so we were assured that if we saw any guys out there, they were after us. We were let out of the truck at different points, and told we had ten minutes before the guys would be after us.
I ran as soon as I was out of the truck. I wanted to put as much distance as possible between me and the last place I was seen. The forest wasn't too thick, but good enough that I thought I'd be able to hide reasonably well. I found myself a small gully and decided to hide in there. It wasn't a comfortable place to wait, but I put up with it. Although I didn't have a watch on, I figure I must have been there nearly an hour before I heard them. They slid down into the gully not far from where I waited, and I heard them heading my way. There wasn't enough cover to stay where I was, so I clambered out of the gully, trying to make as little noise as possible. All that effort was for nothing though, when I crawled out right at the feet of the other two team members that hadn't gone down the gully. They had triumphant smiles on their faces when one called, "Up here, guys."
"OK, blondie, show us your tits." I undid the bow behind my neck as they watched, letting the top fall away from my breasts, secretly pleased by their murmurs of approval. As I undid the other bow, one of them stepped forward, reaching up to feel me. I did nothing to stop him, merely taking off my top and handing it to the other guy as my tits were rubbed and squeezed. Emboldened by the lack of protests, he leant forward and ran his tongue over my nipple. I could hear the other two guys climbing out of the gully now, but I was distracted by my nipple being sucked. I love having my tits played with, and I could feel my cunt getting wet. It took all my willpower to stop myself from reaching for his cock. Eventually I pushed him back, knowing that if I didn't I'd be helpless to stop them from going further. After giving the two other guys a good perv at my tits, I left them.
Its hard to run when you've got big tits and no bra. They bounce all over the place, and its quite uncomfortable. I managed to find myself a fallen log to hide behind, and decided to stay there, hoping I could wait out another hour or two. To pass the time, I thought about how I'd just let a stranger suck my tits, and how good it had felt. I wondered what he'd be like in bed, how big his cock was, what he'd want to do with it. I imagined him squeezing my tits as he fucked me from behind. (Doggy style is my favourite position.) I soon found myself incredibly hot and horny, and I had to slip a hand down my thong to touch myself. Eyes closed, I masturbated, rubbing myself to the verge of climax as I imagined being fucked like a dog. I stopped abruptly when a deep voice growled, "You dirty little slut!"
