40 Explicit Adult Stories

by Heather Hearts

  The cock in her pussy began to throb powerfully. Hot fluid squirted into her pussy. There was a loud groan from behind her.

  Callie gasped and collapsed as that cock withdrew but her ass was lifted higher yet and then a thick member plunged right into her asshole.

  That heat she’d felt when fingers were in her was replaced by a fiery need. Her legs shook. Her hands came up and out and she landed on her face on the desk. Her breath was gone and she didn’t care. That dick in her tight back entrance felt good, so good that all she could do was hang on to the end of the desk and let it take her, hard and fast.

  Callie gasped and twisted. A limp, wet cock pressed into her hand. She squeezed it gently and it began to thicken, another went into her mouth and she whimpered and let her tongue slide around the head, wiping away all the leftover come left there.

  Her shoulders were pinned down, and she thrashed wildly, her ass humping up and down, faster and faster. Her hand slid along the silky flesh of the dick in her hand and she let her fingers stroke that delicate flesh of the head, rubbing the slick fluids there into the skin while she slurped and sucked at the one in her mouth.

  Both began to stiffen again. Her asshole stretched further and she shivered. Sweat sprang up all over her body.

  Her ass began to clench. Her muscles jumped and ran. Her cheeks jiggled and wriggled, and her eyes opened and closed with every delicious, decadent thrust.

  She felt him come. She felt him stiffen, his member going even more rigid before spurting sticky jizz inside her bottom. Her body wanted to slump but she couldn’t, the rod inside her mouth had begun to grow long and hard and she was still hungry for more.

  The dick in her ass withdrew and she pulled her mouth away and looked up long enough to see Grissom grinning, his cock enfolded in her hand, and Washington, his teeth sank deeply into his bottom lip, thrusting his dick at her face once more.

  She took it. Washington kept pumping then he pulled out. He positioned himself between her legs again. Her violated asshole ached and leaked fluids, juices ran down her ass crack form her inner folds, and her clit quivered as a set of fingers met it and massaged it, quickly, back and forth while Washington, his hands firmly holding her legs up toward her chest, impaled her on his rock hard organ.

  Her cries were loud. The hand working her clit moved faster and she saw Hunter stroking his cock again, bringing that enormous thing back to life. Her eyes moved back and forth from the rod in her mouth to the one in her wet depths to the one held in Hunter’s fist.

  Swollen, pounding flesh, and so much of it! Her body rocked back and forth. Her folds clenched around his flesh. Her legs shook and her clit ached. Friction rose again. Her mouth opened wider and she suckled hard, her tongue swirling around the head as she sought to get it as hard as it had been before.

  Washington went rigid, his body straining then he pulled out, squirting a huge load right onto the center of her taut belly. Callie whimpered and cried out, “No, fuck me more dammit!”

  Grissom removed his dick from her mouth and plunged it into her wet heat. The orgasm she’d almost reached a moment before released, her walls clenched hard and then throbbed, releasing fragrant oils and a tide of fluids.

  She saw Hunter come. His hand clutched his member and then he came, shooting clear juice through his fingers. He slumped forward, one hand on the desk and his head down, gasping hard.

  All of them were gasping hard and spent. Callie wriggled. Her pussy was soaked and stretched from their repeated poundings and her jaws ached furiously but she just couldn’t resist asking, “Is that all you got?”

  The men stared at her and then began to laugh. Hunter helped her off the desk and swatted her bottom playfully. “You don’t know how much you got I think.”

  “I can tell you exactly what I got and in what ratio from each of you. I’m good at math, remember?” Fluids leaked out of every hole. Come stained her belly, her thighs, and her chin. It clung to her ass crack and began to dry in tacky, white patches on her cheek.

  “I will make you a deal,” Hunter said with a mischievous grin.

  Callie asked, “What is it?”

  Hunter said, “If you can solve your mid-term equation I will see to it that you will have to figure out how to fit five of us into those three delightful little holes of yours.”

  Callie grinned. The idea of three had been exciting but five…her belly fluttered with excitement. Her breath held for a moment. “What do I get when I pass the finals?”

  “As much as you want.” Washington said, his deep rumble of laughter filling the room.

  “I don’t know how to work out that math. I might have to…er…do some research on the subject first.”

  “Well, do let us know the results,” Grissom said. “We love to hear all about independent studies.”

  “Yes,” Hunter said and his cock twitched. “We’ll have to set up a meeting and discuss all your independent studies on the subject. Of course, we may have to try to replicate your studies as well.”

  “I think that would be wise,” Callie said with a grin. “You really should always double check the results.”

  “We agree,” Hunter said, his eyes sparkling.

  Hunter had a roll of paper towels in his desk drawer, and a small sink in one corner. They all cleaned up. Callie had to admit that even that was a turn-on. Grissom stroked the soap over her belly and breasts then dipped it between her legs. He said, “We can’t send you back out there with come all over your face, more’s the pity.”

  “That would be amazing, so hot and…” Humiliating in the most sensual way possible. Her body tingled. Being taken by all of them had been pleasurable not just for the feelings they had given her body but for the feelings that had risen up in her as they had done it.

  It was so filthy and erotic! She wished they could get it back up right then. She wondered if the next time she met with them if she should maybe mix them up a Viagra and vodka cocktail.

  Her lust shocked her. She was sore. Sore everywhere and in more ways and places than one but she wanted more. She had a feeling she would be furiously riding the clever little vibrator she’d recently bought for most of the night.

  Thank God she had a private dorm room.

  And extra batteries!

  When she was washed up and dressed again they saw her to the door and she bid them goodnight.

  ***

  After Callie headed out of the office with her perky rump twitching below her skirt Grissom looked at the other men and smiled. “You sure know how to pick them Hunter, I have to give you that.”

  Hunter nodded. “Jesus, who would have thought that she would be so wild? She was amazing, wasn’t she? And so damn smart.”

  “You have got to love a smart woman, and fuck them too.” Washington said. “Give me a smart woman any day. And one that gorgeous and intelligent, holy shit. Now every time I see her I am going to be sporting a giant erection.”

  “Won’t we all,” Hunter said with a fond smile. “I have to admit, she solved it faster than any of the others ever have.”

  “She’s the first one who ever made us a bet too,” Grissom put in. “I cannot wait to hear what she does to conduct her…”

  “Independent research,” Washington said. “Can we keep her as a student forever?”

  “If we can I vote we keep her.” Grissom chuckled. “Moving on. So how’s your student coming along with the problem you gave her Washington?”

  “She’s working on it. It might take her a while.”

  The three men smiled at each other and then Hunter shredded the file neatly into a wastepaper basket.

  Out on the quad Callie, aching all over and so satisfied she could barely keep the smile off her face, saw the guy who’d called her a nerd earlier in the semester standing under a tree talking to a girl she didn’t recognize.

  She drew closer and said, “Don’t believe anything he tells you. He couldn’t get it up unless I slapped his face and peed in a dish so he could drink
it. So gross. Jocks, they’re all whacked out from the steroids.”

  His mouth fell open. Callie grinned more widely. He finally sputtered, “Are you kidding me? You’re crazy!”

  “Right, because I was the one drinking pee out of a bowl while I had a high heel stuffed up my asshole.” Her grin widened.

  The girl he’d been talking to made a face and pushed away from him. “Gross,” she said clearly and shook her head. Callie kept walking and the other girl caught up. She looked at Callie and said, “Hey, aren’t you in my Advanced mathematics class? You sit near the front I think.”

  “I do. Did you…is it your drop class?”

  “Hell no. I’m Lisa.”

  “I’m Callie. It’s nice to meet you. He really is a troll, and he doesn’t like smart girls either.”

  “I had a feeling. He kept asking me if I was really nerdy or just sort of nerdy.” She laughed, revealing even teeth behind plushy pink lips. “Who needs guys like that?”

  “Not me,” Callie said.

  Lisa said, “Me either. I just wanted to go to the party because…okay…don’t take this wrong but the hottest girls go to their parties.”

  “You want to be one of the hot girls, I get that. It would be nice to be seen as one of them sometimes,” Callie admitted.

  Lisa started laughing. “No, it isn’t that. I meant they have the hottest girls at their parties. I wasn’t interested in him, I was interested in getting around really hot girls. I hope you aren’t freaked out.”

  “No.” She wasn’t. In fact she was excited. What would it be like to have sex with a girl? Or two? Or three or more? Her panties, already soaked and sticky, went even damper and stickier. “You know what’s sexy? Brains.”

  Lisa laughed. “I agree with you on that one but the girls that are smart don’t pay attention to me.”

  “I’m paying attention to you.” Callie smiled. “I mean I’m never going to be the frat guy party girl but I think I look pretty good. I mean I was not so hot last year…I had to lose some weight and get those braces and glasses off but you know, I think I’m good.”

  “Oh, you are more than good. You’re stunning. I would have talked to you before but I was sure you were already with some stupid jock guy or something. Say, did he really…”

  Callie shook her head. “Sorry. I sort of made that up. He is a major jerk though. He called me a nerd and practically told me to fuck off because smart doesn’t make it into their parties.”

  “Well, they can have their parties, can’t they?” Lisa smiled at her and Callie smiled back. “Do you want to go get some coffee or something?”

  “Callie grinned broadly. “I would love that. A lot.”

  A whole lot. She had a new fantasy playing out on her mind. Lisa’s head between her legs, her tongue stroking her clit like Professor Washington’s had done, a hard dildo in her pussy and her ass.

  Lisa said, “I know this little place right off-campus. Don’t be freaked out but it’s right next to a sex shop.”

  “A sex shop? Do you know, I have never been in one and I have always wanted to go?”

  Lisa said, “Well, this might be your lucky day after all.”

  Callie said, “It is my lucky day. I’m sure of it.”

  Story 9

  “So am I ever going to meet Roger? I mean, I can’t believe you’ve just agreed to this off the cuff without even discussing it with me first! What were you thinking? Hell, what am I even saying, you never think do you? You were always the same growing up. You always just went right on ahead with whatever suited you, without even thinking of the consequences, didn’t you? You don’t even care about your poor mother, do you Kaitlyn?”

  Kaitlyn’s mother sat at the kitchen table, perched like a lion ready to pounce on its prey from the long grass as her daughter walked relentlessly around the kitchen, packing the last of her things into a soft, black leather bag. She tugged at her light brown hair with both hands, almost ripping it from the scalp before sealing it in a ponytail at the back and holding it in place with an emerald green hairband. She removed her cell phone from the pocket of her light brown jacket and frantically began beating some digits into it, paying no attention to her distressed mother.

  “You’re not even listening to me are you? You don’t even care.”

  Kaitlyn continued to slam her thumb into the screen of her phone before she stared intently at the screen, her brow furrowed with a mixture of eagerness to send her message and determination to block out her mother’s constant ramblings of discontent.

  “No, I don’t care mother! For the first time in my life I’m actually happy now. I’ve found someone who wants to love me for who I am. Someone who will look after me and cherish me and not order me around like a slave like you do here every day. For once in your life, can you not just let me be happy?”

  Her mother scowled at this belated response, seething with anger and resentment.

  “I’ve given you everything a daughter could ask for here! A roof over your head, food on your table, a school to attend. What more could I have done? And what’s more, I did it all by myself Kaitlyn. You know it hasn’t been easy for me either! Don’t you walk away from me now, girl!”

  In the middle of this all too familiar rant, Kaitlyn walked calmly from the kitchen and proceeded down the solid timber hall towards her bedroom. She pushed the cream door through, listening to its familiar creak for what she prayed would be the last time. She left her bag to one side as she mulled over her appearance, which she had changed every hour since she rose that morning.

  She had bought her black dress especially for this day. It was short, covering her breasts completely with a double strap around her shoulders, it hugged her body tightly, stopping half way to her knees. She tugged it down at the bottom, her mind split between wanting to impress her husband to be, and not wanted to create the wrong impression of herself. She wanted to maintain that touch of class which she had created through her messages.

  “You’ve never even really met this man for crying out loud!”

  Her mother bellowed her way up the hall again. Her unnecessary heels digging into the timber flooring, ripping away at its unmaintained surface like nails screeching against a blackboard.

  “How can you agree to marry a man you’ve never even met before, can you answer me that?”

  “He’s not just any man, he’s the most complete man I’ve ever met. He’s charming, sensitive and he cares about me. He takes an interest in me and what I do.”

  “But why can’t you just find a man like that around here? What stopped you from going on dates with boys from school? You’ve never brought a man back to this house. Heck, have you ever even had a conversation with a man before?”

  Kaitlyn’s eyes flashed with anger as they pierced a hole in her mother’s brain.

  “Just drop it, okay mam? This is the guy for me. I’m sure of it. He’s just finished his basic military training and he’s finally getting a chance to return to his base camp. It’s the only chance I have to get to see him and to really get to know him for the next few months. Why can’t you just be happy for me? I mean if it doesn’t work out it doesn’t work out but like you said yourself, it’s about time I tried to find a man now. I’ve just been waiting for the right one.”

  Kaitlyn heard the thud of her mother’s heels as she stormed back down the hallway and out the back door.

  “Fine! Leave me! Leave me like everyone else in my life has.”

  She had heard this a million times. She removed her hair pieces and once again tightened it back until she was completely satisfied. She altered her netted leggings around until she was happy with everything about herself.

  Right on cue, the doorbell rang. She jumped with nerves, even though she was expecting it. She took a deep breath in and exhaled smoothly before stooping to snatch both handles of her bag in her right hand and walking confidently down the hall. She opened the door with a smile to begin the next chapter of her life.

  ***
r />   “Hello there. My name is Private Jackson. You must be Kaitlyn? I’m here to accompany you to base.”

  Private Jackson held out a strong hand, warmly and respectfully embracing Kaitlyn’s light grip. The Private was tall with short dark hair and warm brown eyes. He wore the traditional khaki pants and a tight white tee shirt, barely holding his ripped body. Kaitlyn allowed her eyes to wander up and down the handsome man’s body, taking him in from head to toe. His teeth glistened as he continued his gentle introduction.

  “My car is parked just outside here. Once we get to the airport and board, it shouldn’t be more than about an hour or so of a flight until we get there. The guys will be waiting to bring us the rest of the way then. Private Williams has told us a lot about you.”