Sex Crazed College Coeds

By FootCrazy

College learning is not always about reading and writing. Cory and Todd find out just how hot and easy some college girls can be, while discovering that some of the hottest and easiest girls are not the ones they would expect them to be. These college coeds show them just how sex crazed they can get.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pure Taboo Erotica
• Release date: Jun 4, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458095473

FootCrazy

FootCrazy was born to write hardcore erotic fiction, his parents were big fans of the medium and had acquired a vast collection of "pocket readers". He found his parents collection at a young age and became enthralled with the covers (most were illustrations of women in various stages of undress and various sexual situations). When he opened them up and started to read them it changed his live forever. He started to write erotic stories in high school and has a large collection of "short stories" he has written over the years. We hope to be able to publish them in volumes one day. He is a college graduate with a degree in Comparative Literary Studies.

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Sex Crazed College Coeds

By FootCrazy

Copyright 2011 by FootFreak Press

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Sex Crazed College Coeds

By FootCrazy

CHAPTER ONE

They were two fuckable girls that was for sure. Me and Todd just sat there in the car and ogled them, stealing glances through the window of their Volkswagen and catching glimpses of their beautiful faces. One was blonde, with bright, shiny curls that hung around her pale face. The other had the darkest hair I've ever seen, jet black against her white face. Her bright red lipstick made her lips look incredibly luscious. Todd and I were practically gasping for breath by the time the two got out of the car and sat on their car hood, talking to each other, giggling and drinking beer. The cops never hassle you down at Kerners Lake where there's plenty of privacy, and sometimes you can meet up with chicks like Todd and I had just seen.

Look at the brunette one, Todd said. Look at that ass. Did you ever see an ass like that?

Only on Kim, I grinned.

Fuck you, man, scowled Todd. Kim was the most gorgeous woman at Kerners Junior College, a budding woman of 19, and she was crazy for me. I hadn't made the move yet -- but believe me, I would. For now, though, it seemed I was taking some time out to ogle these two breathtaking girls at the beach.

How can she wear a shirt like that? Todd was going on. Doesn't it fall off?

It will if you touch it right, I said.

The blonde had on an incredibly tight tank top of the type that was so popular that season. It clung to her enormous tits and made it quite plain that she was not wearing a bra. In fact, we could even see the jutting outline of her nipples from the car. And the way she stood made it quite obvious that she wanted us to see her tits.

They had spotted us all right. The two juicy females were looking over toward the car and giggling, pointing us out to each other, turning their bodies slightly to show them off better. They looked good and it was a wonderful coincidence that there were two of them. The brunette came over to the car.

I had the window rolled down. She leaned over, putting one hand on the top of Todd's Mustang, grinned and looked at the car.

How you doing? she asked. She kept grinning, and her tits reached out toward my face. They were nice and big, though not as big as the blonde's tits. They were firm and gorgeous, and I could make out the shape of her nipples, too. It was a hot summer night and she wore only a flowered halter and a tight leather jacket on top, and a very flimsy pair of harem pants which hung revealingly around her legs. The pants were so transparent, I could see right through them, though I couldn't make out more than a tantalizing outline of her legs and her hips in the twilight. The pants came to her ankles, and she was barefoot. Her toenails were painted and I thought that was plenty sexy, but her tits were what caught my attention.

The halter was low-cut and showed me most of her cleavage. It was nice cleavage -- the black leather jacket pulled open, not hiding much except her armpits.

Her midriff was great, too -- smooth and pretty, with a luscious little navel just above the loose, stretchy waistband of the harem pants. The faintest tuft of pale hair peeked out and I knew that the thin trail of hair lead down to her delicious, enticing cunt.

How you doing, guys? she grinned. What's goin' on up here?

Todd was beside himself, unable to speak. I answered, Not much. What are you two gals doing out here at this late hour?

Oh, looking for a party, she sighed. Looking for something to happen, you got any ideas?

A few, I said. You're looking without escorts?

She smiled. Probably why nothing's happened yet, She looked into the back seat and saw the twelve-pack of beer we'd brought. Is that cold? We're out.

Help yourself, I said, reaching to open the door.

She stepped back and let me get out of the car. I reached in back and got the twelve-pack, which was still cold from the store. Todd was in the driver's seat, gasping for air. You see, despite his good looks and charm, my friend Todd was still a virgin at age twenty-one. He'd had enough chances to get pretty women into bed, and sometimes he got pissed off about that. But you know friends are friends.

I peeled off a beer for the brunette as her friend came over. She stood looking up at me, leaning very close with her tits beckoning to me. I touched the beer flirtatiously against her bare neck and she jumped at the cold. I had wanted to touch it to her breasts, but I figured that would be a little forward for the first meeting.

I'm Amba, she said. This is my friend, Carrie.

I'm Cory, I said. This is my friend, Todd.

Do you come here often?

Oh, only when we want to meet gorgeous girls, I said nonchalantly as Todd got out of the car.

Carrie smiled at me and said, Nice to meet you.

Carrie was gorgeous, too. She leaned up against me as she shook my hand and felt quite warm in the steamy summer night. Her tits almost burst from her spandex top as she leaned against the car, closer to Todd. We all started to drink the beer.

So, said Amba, looking intensely into my eyes as she fondled her beer, what are you like? Tell me about yourself, Cory.

I breathed hard as Amba smiled seductively and licked her lips.

It was a pretty strange thing, but we got along great with Amba and Carrie. Amba turned out to be charming as well as the sexiest dish I'd ever seen. Before long, she suggested we go for a walk.

When we were out of sight and close to the lake, she kissed me on the lips, but pulled away fast, before I could make the kiss mean something. Instead, she took a step back and unzipped her jacket all the way.

Want to go swimming? she asked, smirking.

Do you have a suit?

She smiled broader and shook her head, slipping off her jacket and letting it lay on the ground behind her. We were in a little grassy meadow with trees all around us. We had plenty of privacy and I noted with pleasure that that soft grass would be a perfect cushion if we were to fuck.

The jacket had hid a lot, it appeared. Her breasts were hanging out of the top, the bottom and the sides of her halter. Now that I could see them better, they were making me particularly hot.

I don't have a suit, she sighed. But then, we've got plenty of privacy, don't you think? No one'll know if we take our clothes off!

In that case, I do want to swim.

All right, said Amba. She reached up between her tits, where her halter-top tied loosely and pulled the knot then eased her way out of the halter. She smiled as I gasped with awe at her breathtaking bust. You, too, she grinned.

I unfastened my shirt and took it off, then motioned for her to continue.

She was willing. She took hold of her harem pants and began to pull them down slowly over her magnificent legs. She got her panties in one swipe at the same time, so when she stepped out of the pants, she stood up stark naked and gorgeous. I was breathing hard, going wild with desire.

Her pubic hair was light blonde, the hair on her head dyed! Usually, I mused, it was the other way around. But no matter -- once I'd seen that blonde pubic bush, I knew I'd get into it.

I started forward, but Amba giggled and stepped back. No, no, she said. What do you think I am, sexist? I want to meet you on equal terms.

I quickly got my pants open and pulled them down, kicking off my shoes. Amba's gaze hovered over the prodigious bulge in my underpants. I got hold of my underwear and started pulling them down, over the long, erect shaft. I know damn well that I'm big -- eight inches at least, which is why Amba looked at my cock with such eagerness.

I eyed Amba's bare breasts, enthralled with them and overwhelmed with lust. I wanted to suck them and shove my cock between them after greasing her up with body oil. I wanted to cum all over her and fuck her silly. Her naked tits looked delectable -- though Carrie had much larger tits, Amba's were quite big, shapely and perfectly firm. I moved toward her, my cock jutting out.

Amba parted her lips as I walked toward her, but she also put her hand out to catch hold of my cock as soon as I neared. When I pressed my lips against hers and started sliding my tongue out, Amba's fingers curved around my prick and gripped it tightly. She started stroking it up and down, feeling up my entire length. Then she pressed her thumb against the head of my cock and smeared the juicy pre-cum over the top of my rod.

She began rubbing my joint up and down, getting herself more turned on. I could tell she was really enjoying it, because her kiss grew in intensity as she thrust my cock in between her fingers. She also shoved her tongue roughly into my mouth, nibbling at my lower lip and sucking on my tongue. I felt her thumb pressing hard into my cock flesh just beneath the rim of my cockhead, and I could feel a bolt of pleasure going through my organ down to my feet. She kissed me deeper as I brought my hands up, reaching for Amba's tits.

I curved my fingers around the sloped smoothness of her breasts, feeling them as I gently pinched her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. As I stroked her breasts, I was overwhelmed with a new wave of lust for them. My cock gave a lurch, encouraged by the fact that Amba tightened her grip on my rod as soon as I'd pinched her nipples the first time.

She whimpered a little while I played with her tits. As I rubbed the hard pink buds up and down, she began to lower herself slowly, kissing my neck and then my chest. She sank to her knees, holding on to my cock the whole way and jerking it up and down. I put my hands on her head -- I knew what was coming next.

Amba was sort of tall, so she had to bend over to get her mouth near my cock, but it was long and hard and stood up straight so she didn't have to bend over too far.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly as she inhaled the musky aroma of my crotch. Then she pursed her lips and began to play her tongue around the head of my cock, licking off the beads of cum which had formed there. She licked harder; running her tongue in circles around the thick, bulbous knob, then closed her lips around the head and sucked on it for a second.

Then Amba moved down the shaft with her lips closed around the lower part, nibbling her way down my entire length. She closed in on my balls and started licking them, which drove me practically crazy. I ran my fingers through her dyed black hair and she then started licking her way up again.

She licked my cockhead again before closing her lips in an O around the shaft and lowering her head down. Keeping her mouth tight around me, she accepted the whole thick cock into her mouth. When the head pressed against the tight warmth of Amba's throat, I thought she was going to pull out, but began to suck harder.

My mind reeled! Not only was she a great kisser, but she loved to take cock.

Her lips were clamped around the base of