Harvard is for Beautiful Perverts Serialization: Part Four

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 7, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370199914

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 Four

This is Part Four 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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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 Four

This is Part Four 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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Table of Contents

Chapter One The Harvard Street Fair

Chapter Two Painted On Clothes Is Not Nudity!

Chapter Three The Girls of Gamma Spud Give the Trio a Lascivious Welcome

Chapter Four Nadine’s Excellent Lesbo 69

Chapter Five The Male Hospitality Room: Four Booths of Pleasure for Jack

Chapter Six Nadine Gets Her Clutches On Tyrone’s 16 Incher: A Gay Boy Who Doesn’t Wanna

Chapter Seven Booth B: Dildo Shooting & Who Is the Wettest…and Tastiest?

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

Chapter Fourteen Nadine and the Itchy Scratchy Boys Rescue Lil’ Richie from Post-Orgasm Hell

Chapter Fifteen Out Cold, the Bruthus Give Lil’ Richie a Makeover…and a Dose of Gayagra

Chapter Sixteen Dirty Boy Jack Gets Edged, Deep Throated and Velveeta’s Tongue for His Ass

Chapter Seventeen On Their Bikes, Nadine Shows Off with a Vibrator…and Jerks Jack Again

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Nadine is leading several of the men from Itchy Scratchy Epsilon on a mission to rescue Lil’ Richie… a buff wrestler whom they think is gay… from Gamma Spud Gamma’s Time Out Room. She has a hard time keeping them under control.

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Nadine and the five Bro’s were creeping along the fence that separated the Itchy Scratchy House from the Gamma Spud House. They were crouched low so that their heads could not be seen above the top of it. Nadine looked like a little girl leading a pack of mature Silver Backed Gorillas to the rear gate which opened to the alley. The idea was to enter the Spud property from the rear and then enter the House through the back door. Stealthily. Quietly. Undetected.

Oh, this is so exciting! Tyrone squealed, not getting the concept at all, My heart is going pitter-patter! He gripped a leafy branch in his teeth for camouflage. He was so excited that he was getting a boner. Immortality will be ours! he mumbled indistinctly around the wooden branch. When was the last time Harvard mounted a Crusade! Can I get a pony? And a pink and yellow lance so’s I cain joust…

Shut up! Nadine hissed. Get that branch out of your mouth, cocksucker. Now!

NO! Tyrone said defiantly. I practicin’ my camouflage fo da ROTC Special Response Team. Ah got ma respons’bilities!

There’s a spider on it, Nadine lied.

Eeeeeeekkkkkkkkk! Tyrone squeaked, throwing the branch over the fence.

Nadine wound up, cuffing Tyrone so hard upside his head that the people in the neighboring homes thought their windows rattled from a sonic boom.

What jus happened? Tyrone asked, staggered, shaking confusion from his head.

You nodded off, Nadine smirked.

Dat ain’t like me, Tyrone said slowly. Maybe ah need some B vitamins.

To stay awake?

Yeah, an put a cute pink blush on ma cheeks fo Lil Richie!"

Dat works fo me, too, Gloria observed.

Nadine, shaking her head in disgust, turned back to the task at hand. She peered through the back gate. Excellent! The coast was clear…almost. A dreadlocked Rastafarian was jogging up the alley. Who’s that? she whispered.

A tense Gloria looked through the gate. One look and he relaxed considerably. Dat be da Count! Count Rotti, he clarified. He said it in a way to imply that there was more than one ‘Count’ living at the frat.

The Count jogged up to the gate, dreads down to his waist, spotted Nadine’s posse and boomed, Glo! Vel! Chiquita! What y’all up to you band of…

Gloria slapped a hand over Count Rotti’s mouth. Keep it down! We on a mission!

A Crusade! interjected Tyrone who was once again nervously bouncing from foot to foot.

Say wha? Count Rotti asked, only slightly quieter, feeling the excitement. You be kizzlin’ some Red Dots? You want me to get ma heat?

Fuck off, tar baby, Nadine growled, We need you like a double amputee needs a new pair of runners. Make like a dum dum and shoot yourself out of Dodge.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? Count Rotti roared, grabbing Nadine by the arm and giving her a good shake. This is ma crib an…"

Why you fucking bastard, Nadine said, each syllable of her quiet menacing voice deeply slicing the suddenly worried Rastafarian with the same authority as a finely sharpened stiletto slicing through pink Jell-O. No one but no one was going to manhandle her like that. Nadine whirled on the so-called Count, grabbing his main braid of matted dreadlock. She wanted to jerk his head down so that they were face to face when she gave him her Evil Eye. Instead, with a damp, rotted tearing sound, Nadine tore the matted dread right off the back of his head. She stood there, blinking in surprise, with ten pounds of dank, moldy hair dangling from her hand. It reeked of every kind of decay imaginable, including moral. She shook it; dirt, mouse droppings and silverfish carcasses floated to the grass. If anything, that pissed her off even more.

Before Count Rotti could react, Nadine threw the rotting mass into his face. Fuck did it stink. At that moment, completely forgetting the mission, she screamed, "What the hell is that shit you’re cartin’ around on your head, you stupid fucking ingrate. I wouldn’t be surprised if the US Center for Disease Control found the Ebola virus lurking in there…maybe between the rat nest and the possum burrow!" she screamed.

"And that smell…God! Nadine continued, wrinkling her nose. It smells like cat shit, swamp gas and, and…"

Tiger piss, Tyrone squeaked.

Da McNuggets rotting under da couch, Chiquita volunteered.

Senator Didd after da Bro’s morning BM, Clamidia blurted.

Chitlins, Trystan suggested, "Befo they cleaned and cooked."

Oh ma purdey dreads! Count Rotti moaned, still trying to absorb the enormity of the sudden loss. He turned on the evil girl who did him so wrong. "I hate you! I hate you!!!" he sobbed. Clutching his detached hair to his chest, he ran weeping to the House and disappeared inside.

Jezzus!! Nadine said, rolling her eyes. I haven’t seen this much drama since Kim slapped the black off of Kayne after he smeared Sweet Baby Ray’s Original Barbeque Sauce all over her plump rump.

Are der really possums in dat dread? Tristan asked eagerly. "I