Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts Serialization: Part Three

By BB Ellioto

Read Part One of this four part serialization first!! "Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts" is an irreverent, sexy, humorous and entirely fictitious expose’ of Harvard’s perverted Greek life. Further, at 106,000 words, it is by far my longest, most elaborate work to date. If you liked the writing style and twisted situations in the previous books, you will find that "Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts" kicks it up a notch.
In it, we find Jack, Nadine and Anita visiting a highly unusual street fair sponsored by Harvard University sororities and fraternities. In order to visit the Houses, our hero’s must strip and have clothes painted on their bodies...as do most of the other visiting underclassmen and Harvard wannabe’s. Once in the sorority, Nadine abuses a gay black pledge (a 6'8" 285 pound Harvard basketball player) assigned to a sorority by his Pledge Master to pleasure female visitors. Having no desire to pleasure women, she makes him perform in spectacular fashion. The on-looking coed's are shocked at Nadine's painful but effective methods. Jack, on the other hand, is ushered into the sorority’s Male Hospitality Room. He comes face to face with sixteen hungry Sisters ready to compete for his meat. Compete they do; Jack does them all.
Upon leaving the sorority, our intrepid trio visits the gay fraternity next door, Itchy Scratchy Epsilon. Nadine continues to abuse the gay basketball players while Jack finds himself bound into one of the most elaborate Glory Holes ever made. Needless to say, by the time they are ready to leave, our hero's are happy and satisfied. Enjoy, naughty readers! Enjoy!

• Language: English
• Publisher: BB Ellioto
• Release date: Oct 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370109395

BB Ellioto

BB and His Writing StyleBB “Tits” Ellioto is a dirty little monkey determined to present to the world the most courageous, outrageous sex adventures in modern literature. Why? Simply because good, well written, unabashed erotic literature is hard to find. Much of the explicit writings of today that involve BDSM are too grim. Too unyielding. Very little is written with wit and panache. I believe that the avid reader prefers an exciting, stimulating novel that will take them out of their comfort zone yet not in a way that would leave them upset or overly uncomfortable. Writing about curious teenagers with a penchant for sadomasochism and bondage presents the challenge of keeping it readable as they go about the business of abusing one another. By that I do NOT mean I strive to keep it light. The pain/pleasure the players force on each other is actually emphasized and deeply explored. Yet it is done in a way that is designed to entertain, stimulate and amuse. Taking the above into consideration, I believe that I have achieved an excellent balance in my writings. The reader has every opportunity to live vicariously in the shoes of the players, experiencing life from the viewpoint of both the sadist as well as the masochist. Wit and subtle humor are the offsetting elements to these stories that make them so very entertaining. The reader can easily sit back in their favorite chair and anticipate hours of a signature pleasure not easily found elsewhere. For more information on BB's writings, please feel free to visit the website dedicated to these books, www.sexsally.com.Best regards,BB “Tits” Ellioto

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Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts Serialization

Part Three

This is Part Three of a four part serialization

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Book Five of the multi Book series:

An Exchange Student’s American Adventures

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By

BB Ellioto

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

This is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead; business establishments; schools; foundations; local, state or federal governments; events or locales are entirely coincidental.

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts Serialization

Part Three

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Book Five of the multi Book series:

An Exchange Student’s American Adventures

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Table of Contents

Chapter Eight Tyrone to Nadine: You Gotsta Stop! Yous Disturbin’s My Equalibriums!

Chapter Nine The Tight Girls of Booth C and the Pinpoint Oral of Booth D

Chapter Ten Itchy Scratchy Epsilon: Everett the Emo is Bound into the Clear Lucite Glory Hole

Chapter Eleven Nadine Warns the Boys Off Jack While Everett the Emo is Sucked Off Twice

Chapter Twelve Nadine and the Itchy Scratchy Boys Plan Lil’ Richie’s Rescue from Gamma Spud

Chapter Thirteen The Black Girls from Gamma Spud Work Jack Over in the Glory Hole

The End

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Her orbit deteriorating, summersaulting one more time, Nadine crash-landed in Anita’s lap, currently occupied by Judith’s eager lapping face. Anita, fortunately, saw her coming and grabbed her as she slammed into Judith full force. Stunned, Judith fell to the floor, her face shinny with Anita’s scrumptious juices. Eye’s regaining focus, finally free of Tyrone, Nadine found herself sitting on Anita’s lap, much like a little girl reading her Christmas list to a department store Santa. They look at one another. Nadine grinned. Anita grinned back.

Looked like you had a good one, Anita observed.

Shit, you can say that again! Nadine crowed, still breathing hard. Sixteen inches! Look at that thing twitch, babe. I came like a mother fucker.

They both admired the twitching drooling stiffie and the dozen lines of decoration that contrasted so perfectly with Tyrone’s jet black body. They crisscrossed the black twink’s torso in an abstract pattern.

I bet you did, Anita chuckled. And now you can park a Mini in there.

Nadine laughed. Or set up a McDonald’s. They both laughed. Already two of the on-looking girls were enthusiastically cleaning the residue off Tyrone.

Winding down, Nadine looked at her erstwhile lover in full and complete respect for his magnificent body if not so much for his puny mind.

You know, Nadine said, breathlessly but contemplatively, You are certainly an enigma.

Tyrone looked at Nadine both shocked and hurt. After all ah did for jew, jew calls me ‘an niggah’?

Nadine frowned. I said, she scowled, You are an enigma.

What! Tyrone squealed, mortally insulted, What makes yous tink dat dat’s any better if you repeats it twice?

Nadine scowled again, rose from Anita’s lap, reached over and slapped Tyrone upside his head. You stupid black bimbo, she said, hitting him again, ’en-ig-ma,’ she enunciated carefully through clenched teeth. The girls in the room were laughing hysterically, the relief palatable now that Nadine’s frightful fucking demo had finally ceased.

Tyrone’s lower lip began to tremble yet again. Yous so awful. Jus tearin’ me down because I be black. A look of fanaticism washed over his face. When ah am faced wit a nasty beatch like you, ah jus tink about what Zora Neale Hurston said. She say, ‘Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.’

ENIGMA!!! Nadine screamed in his face. E-N-I-G-M-A she spelled it out for him at the top of her voice.

Ah don care how you spells it, Tyrone pouted, a tear running from his eye. An ah don’t care if dat is da French. It still hurts.

Nadine silently shook her head, forcing herself to calm. Even if she came down to Itchy Scratchy only once a week to ride Tyrone’s sixteen inch circus ride, she could never get accustom to his brain dead state. Sadly, this fuck would have to be a one-off.

You wanna collect Jack? Anita asked, hoping to change the subject. Get him over to Itchy Scratchy?

Yeah, why not, Nadine replied. I’m done here. Let’s go.

Nadine turns to the two dozen or so girls all of whom appeared to have designs on Tyrone’s big stick now that she was finished with it.

Fat Pat! Nadine barked. Get his legs tied back the way they were.

I said my name is not ‘Fat Pat’! Goldie growled.

Fuck you. Nadine turned to the room, addressing the girls at large. Tyrone, Velveeta, Tiny, whatever the fuck you want to call him, he’s yours to use. You saw how it’s done. And Tiny’s Pledge Master wants him to eat out at least five more pussies. Look at that cock! Still hard! Ride him into the sunset girls and ride him hard. Don’t listen to him if he complains of anything, especially the usual bullshit about ‘Lil’ Tye is too sensitive’ or ‘Lil’ Tye needs to rest.’ All boys say that. It means nothing. She looked at the clock. You got like three hours to use him up. Make it good. It’s not often one comes across a bone hard sixteen inch cock.

What jew sayin’? Tyrone asked. Ain’t I done here??? Don ah get to decide what…

Shut up! Nadine snarled, whirling on the supine pledge, whacking him upside the head yet again. Goldie had rebound his legs in a wide split. Once again he found it impossible to move a muscle. She saw his lower lip trembling once again.

OK, OK, Nadine sighed. What is it this time.

Tyrone looked at her accusingly. He sniffed, Ah don’t want anyone lookin’ at me no mo.

I can fix that. She put a blindfold on him.

Good. Dat’s better.

And one last test, Velveeta, Nadine snapped, watching Tyrone wince as Goldie tried to get his fat cock head into her pussy.

Ah hate tests.

Just what one wants to hear from a Harvard undergraduate, Nadine sarcastically observed. But she had the right idea, assuming correctly that his short term memory was about the same as that of a sea anemone. So. When you’re eating out pussy… Stop making that ugly face! Do you remember your three commands?

Ah guess.

You will do more than just ‘guess’, Nadine snapped again. And you are going to listen to me and respond to me because you are now going to fuck several more girls. And if their climax is ruined because of you? Well. Goldie will slap those balls of yours while you do it all over again. Won’t you Goldie?

You bet!

Do you want to do that all over again?

Hell no.

So what is it you are supposed to remember? she tested, oh so patiently.

Ah…ah…, Tyrone concentrated, forehead wrinkling, uhhhh…’Ass’ is one, ‘Spear’ is da udder an an den der is ‘Eat it’, he said brightly, relieved he remembered. Yeah, dats it, ‘Eat it.’

Very good, my big man, Nadine praised. She raised her eyebrows. Goldie now had at least seven inches of Tyrone’s man meat hotly throbbing in her cunt. One of the girls crawled up on the bed, grabbing a handful of his thick black hair, ready to make Tyrone’s face her new nesting place.

Tyrone felt someone straddling his head. Not another one! He sniffled; his lips trembled. He knew for a fact that pussy was not in the Food Group Pyramid.

Why are you crying, hon, Nadine asked, her brilliant orgasm making her momentarily sympathetic to his plight.

Tyrone was inconsolable. You shattered all of dis girl’s illusions.

Oh, poor baby, Nadine superficially sympathized