Jenny had had a normal upbringing, as a teenager she had experimented with sex, gropes in the back of cinemas and backs of cars leading to using the parental bed when her parents went on holiday, all the usual stuff that teenagers got up to. Then she packed her bags and went to college in Leeds, England and continued as a middle class girl enjoying her life. Sex was incidental to enjoyment, it was ok and she occasionally was able to orgasm with a guy, she'd even enjoyed the odd "girl on girl" experimentation with her flatmate, Jane, when there was nothing else to do. It was not until her second year at college that she realised what her real sexual preferences were. She found them unusual and frankly to her own mind pretty sick -- but compelling.
It happened when Jane came home, in the early hours, from a night club, distressed. She had met up with two guys and the normal kissing and canoodling had taken place. After she had gone round the back with the one, his partner joined them. She was only up for heavy petting and kissing, but the two guys wanted more and did not care about consent. No innocent virgin, Jane was not into first night sex or threesomes, but they did not care slamming her down face forwards on the bonnet of a car, before pushing up her skirt and tearing off her underwear. She related all of this to me and how they went on to fuck her, a couple of times each, before thanking her and leaving her, lying abused and humiliated on the bonnet to make her own way home, cum dripping down her thighs. She knew her abuse had been watched by others, adding to her embarrassment and humiliation, she could hear the sniggers of her audience, as she pushed her way past and hailed for a cab back bring her back to the flat.
Jenny sympathised with her, held her tight and did her best to console her. Jane did not want to go to the police, she felt humiliated enough, without a medical examination. Jenny understood, but was no, longer focussing her attention fully on Jane. She was shocked at her own physical reaction, she could feel her nipples harden like bullets against her t-shirt and it was not through cold, they were being aroused as they stroked the material of her blouse. Confused, she became more aware of her body's reaction to the nights events of her friend and realised that she had a spreading heat from her crotch. Conscious that she should not appear to be aroused in front of Jane, she tried to hide her breasts behind her arms.
Fortunately, Jane was too distracted to notice her friends nipples and shallow breath and decided that she wanted a shower and go to bed. Not unhappy with this Jenny checked that she was sure and let her go, gently kissing her friend on the cheek and making sure she would be ok.
As Jane left the room, Jenny rushed to her own, shutting the door, as she raised her skirt and checked between her legs, she was soaking, she could not believe how wet she was, guilty for getting wet, but highly aroused, as never been before, she knew she had to do something about this.
She removed her vibrator from her draw, lay on her back on the bed, fully clothed, except for the absence of her panties which were still around one ankle. With the vibrator moving between the opening of her vagina and her clit and her other hand pinching and squeezing her nipple, her imagination relived the events of the evening, but instead of Jane it was Jenny dancing with the guys in the night club. She plunged the vibrator deep into her pussy, stabbing repeatedly. In her fantasy, she was wearing a short black skirt and a vest top, covering her ample bosom, a black thong and ankle boots, she danced with the two guys, teasing them, she let them see up her skirt and allowed them to grope her breasts. One black, one white, they took it in turns to thrust their tongues into Jenny's mouth. Grinding their hardness against her.
Jenny came back to consciousness, as she had to stifle a scream, from her biggest orgasm, she bit down on her fist, drawing blood and then lay there exhausted. She drifted to sleep, guilty that her friends experience had excited her so much and fearful that she knew she wanted this to happen to her.
Jenny was no fool, she was not going to do something rash and turn this experience into reality. Jane decided she needed some time and took off back home for a few weeks to recover, leaving Jenny with the flat to herself. Each night she would relive the fantasy, each time the story would develop further. She could describe the car bonnet on which she had been slammed, she was mercilessly taken, being brought back to reality by another extreme orgasm and with Jane away there was no need to be quiet. In the right circumstances, Jenny had discovered that she was a screamer. Each night her fantasy would take her to two, three orgasms, until she would fall asleep content and weary.
After a week of constant masturbating leading to orgasm after orgasm, she felt the affect begin to wear off, her fantasies needed to go to a new level.
She had heard about adult chat rooms but never used them, once or twice on messenger things had got a little heated, but there had never been any cyber sex. Playing around on the net, adult chat rooms a plenty, were discovered and the added bonus, as a student, there were many that were non paying. She was very nervous about going on line at first, it took a while to get used to the technology and open rooms and private rooms. Of course, as soon as She went on line She was bombarded with private messages, but soon discovered how to filter these out. It was quite fun playing out men's fantasies. In the first few days, She was seduced at a party, played a school girl and generally was cyber fucked and gave cyber blow jobs. The frustration was that nobody played her fantasy, mainly because she was too embarrassed to say, so how could they guess, plus there were the guys obviously unable to hold their load would get her so far and suddenly disappear.
She decided to be brave and explore her fantasy, she needed satisfaction and the initial excitement of the chat rooms had subsided. Like a drug she needed more to sate her desire for high powered orgasms. A room just entitle dirty, was discovered after much searching.
Jenny felt excited all day, as she contemplated trying to explore her desire for a rough cyber shag and was dripping by the time she got home. Quickly she undressed, got out her vibrator and brought herself to a swift and temporarily relieving orgasm.
It was not worth going on line till about 11.30, so in the intervening hours she had dinner, did some college work and then get ready. Normally she would just sit at her computer before she played, but tonight was her fantasy and she wanted every thing to be just right. She took a bath shaved her legs, applied her make up and perfume and then dressed in her black vest, skirt and thong, wearing hold up stockings and black ankle boots -- her fantasy gear. She placed her vibrator next to the computer. She took a picture of herself on her digital camera, one standing up and another on her haunches, legs apart, so the lens could see all the way up to her crotch. She edited the pictures so that her face was obscured and the background wall was re coloured ... to be safe, then uploaded them to her profile. This was the first time that her profile had any image of her and if she said so herself they were pretty hot.
The first night was disappointing, the room was hardly used, although in the past she saw up to 30 people in there and she only had a couple of disappointing pm's one from a guy who wanted to talk animals another that wanted to be mothered -- yeuch! Was her only thought.
The next night she dressed the same again, it was Wednesday, maybe that was kinky night in cyber land, she was constantly approached, but she was looking for that specials encounter, by 01.30 am, she thought it would not happen, but as she began to close down, she was messaged by someone using the handle "darkness".
"Tell me your fantasies!" flashed his message.
She was kept in the room by his direct question and his handle was so sinister that it put her on an orgasmic high. But how do you start to tell my secret, she thought to herself? There was only one way and she related the story of Jane and how she had been so turned on and gone to her room and cum so hard.
She was soaking as she told him, her breathing was deep and erratic and her hand quickly removed her thong, typing what she was doing, as she related the story.
"Do you have a web cam?"
She did but had never used it, other that when it was tested at set up. When she confirmed he told her to turn it on, she angled it so that she did not reveal her face, and turned it on.
"No face? I'll forgive you that luxury for the time being! Remove your skirt and aim the cam at your cunt."
She did as she was told, pointing her desk lamp so that the image if her pussy was picked up.
"I'm going to fuck you! I'm going to take you, in every way possible, my friends and I will use that fucking body of yours to exhaustion .. would you like that."
Jenny was slow to reply, as she examined her own mind and thoughts, her fingers were working over time, She did finally manage to type "yes."
