College Days by Greg

College Days
By Greg

The college I attended was a well-respected engineering school on the east coast. The problem was that this attracted a majority of male students. The available females in school were mostly eggheads, or had some kind of issue to prove like; “I’m just as good as any man,” and they had the appropriate attitude to go with it. This really put a crimp in the sex life of a freshman.

I was originally from a mid-western city. I was used to partying every weekend. This college town was really short on available friendly females. Parties were mostly for the fraternity members and even they were still short on girls. Through the grapevine and some contacts at school, I learned about a local woman who could be had at a price.

The college town was decent size. It had a central business area, and out lying residential area. Employment opportunities in this area mostly revolved around the college. Professors and Administrators with the college did all right, but there were few good local jobs to be had. Even a lot of students had trouble, fighting over the few Pizza and burger joint jobs.

The woman, who I had gotten a phone number for, lived on the south end. She was a middle aged Hispanic woman, who came highly recommended by some guys I knew.
They gave me her phone number, and said she was available most days. She preferred that a guy call first, however.

On my first couple of visits to her house, she and I hit it off real well. She was divorced, and had a bunch of kids to feed. There were always several little ones around when I showed up.

Her name was Theresa. She was probably in her late thirties. She had dark honey colored skin, and coal black curly hair. She was real attractive in the face, but her body was starting to show some middle age spread. She did have a great set of tits. All natural too
Theresa was struggling to make ends meet. She worked at a place cleaning-up after closing. Her job didn’t quite support her brood of kids. She had taken to whoring during the day to try to get enough to support herself.

Theresa was a sweet person; it seemed life had dealt her some bad cards along the way. Apparently her first husband had left her with 5 mouths to feed and went out west, promising to send for her once he got a stake and a place to stay. It seems that he found someone younger and just abandoned her and the kid’s.

Theresa had probably been very attractive in her early days. And from the raft of mouths left behind, she must have been great in the sack also.

I started going to her for a weekly blow-job. I was kind of afraid to actually screw her. I was worried about catching some kind of disease. I wasn’t ready to have to deal with that just yet.

She was an excellent cock-sucker though. Her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. She could draw the load out of me and almost hurt you from the suction. The taste of cum didn’t offend her like many girls I had been with. She always took it in her mouth, swallowed and gave my dick a great tongue bath afterwards.

I usually paid Twenty Dollars for a straight up blowjob. For an extra five she’d strip off her top and rub her melon sized tits all over my dick. When I came, she’d hose her tits down with sperm and rub it in. If not, she’d swallow my load and lick my dick clean.
I had been going to see her at least weekly, and we had begun to talk friendly with each other. I think the fact that I was not rough, didn’t cuss, hit her or anything, put her at ease with me.

Usually on Wed. after my noon class, I’d catch the bus to the south side of town. The area she lived in was a mostly slum type houses. Most were little 3 or 4 room frame houses. Her place was not really dirty or anything, but the furniture was really broken down. The house always reeked of some Mexican dish she had been preparing for supper that day. The couch in the living room where we usually did it was covered with throw type covers. They were mostly loud colors with wild patterns. I imagined the couch fabric underneath was either stained or ripped beyond repair. You could tell there had been no steady man around.
I’d always call first before leaving school. It took about 30 minutes to get to her place.
I always felt the money was well worth it. If I could get a “date” with some chick, I’d probably have to take her to dinner and a movie. And then I might just get a peck on the cheek, and just a “good night”. This way, I was guaranteed to get exactly what I really wanted and probably spent about the same.

Anyway, Theresa and I got to be a regular thing. She seemed to prefer to stay with regular customers. She got to count on my regular donation for food and rent.

Theresa was a real pro at making a guy come. Her lips would work the end of a guy’s boner like she’d been born to it. She had lots of practice over the years I guess. I’d usually drop my pants, and let her have at it while I sat on the ratty couch. She’d curl up on the floor at my feet and bring me off. I usually paid the extra five bucks to watch her tits jiggle as she blew me. Her tits felt warm, pressed up against my inner thighs as she worked on my rod. Theresa’s face was heavily featured large thick lips, and wide broad nose. Her dark eyebrows matched her coal black hair. She had a typical Hispanic forehead, large for a female I thought. I could usually land part of my jism up into her hairline if she didn’t get her mouth over the end of my cock first.

One day I was getting a terrific dick flushing when one of her older kids walked in on us. The little ones were usually taking naps, and this was a school day. This older girl, who name was Corina had gotten out of school early due to some kind of meeting, or so she said. I think she was actually skipping class. Anyway this girl comes barging in the front door, and here I am splayed out on the couch with her mom doing a tonsil dance on my raging hard-on. I tried to let Theresa know, but the girl was already in the room. I tapped Theresa on the shoulder, and motioned to the girl. Theresa sort of surprised me when she just paused, still holding my dick up straight in plain view. Looking at her daughter, she spoke some Spanish to her and the girl replied something back also in Spanish. I was pretty nervous and my dick started to wilt. Theresa noticed, and shook it by the base where she had a couple finger grip on it.

“Is ok, don’t worry,” Theresa said, to me. “She sees many mister’s dicks.”

That helped somewhat, but I was still unnerved by having her daughter in the room with us. Theresa told her to go to the kitchen to get a snack. The girl walked right by us and flashed me a friendly smile. Theresa had resumed her work on by boner even before the girl had left the room.

It didn’t seem but a few minutes before the Corina came back into the room carrying an apple. She walked over to an old beat-up lazy-boy chair right across from us, and sat down. She had folded one leg up under her butt, and was swinging the other leg, kinda nervously. She was still chomping on the apple.

She was a rather nice looking kid. Black shoulder length hair, like her moms. She didn’t have much in the tits department yet, but she had the whitest teeth, and sweet smile.
Theresa paused for a minute, and asked me if it bothered me having her there? I was kind of unsure at first, but figured “What the hell”. If it didn’t bother them, who was I to complain.

“It’s OK” I finally muttered.

Theresa went back to work, and even started to exaggerate her movements. She swept her hair aside a couple of times giving the young girl a clear view of what was going on. I began to think maybe that mom was actually training her daughter.

I tried to close my eyes and just enjoy the sensations, but glancing over to the young girl. I noticed she was really watching us intently now. She had finished the apple and just sat staring at her mom working on my prick. She flashed me a little smile again when our eyes met. I tried to be cool and sophisticated, but how could I. It wasn’t long before Theresa had me on the edge of blowing my load. Theresa knew the signs that a guy was close.

Unexpectedly, she stopped, and still holding me by the base of my cock and squeezed real hard. She asked if Corina could come closer and see my orgasm. I sort of shrugged my shoulders as if not caring. Theresa motioned to her daughter to get over by her on the floor. Some more Spanish was exchanged. I was almost ready to spray a load with out any further friction at this point, but Theresa’s solid grip on the base of my cock was holding me back.

Corina came over, knelt down, and slid right in next to her mom as she released me and returned to her work. I could feel the load building way down in my guts. The innocent smile Corina gave me was the last thing I remembered seeing. My guts exploded in a torrent of fluid. White spurts of cum leapt from the end of my dick, jumping at least a foot in the air. Theresa continued to jack at my shaft with her hand letting off just enough pressure to allow another pulse of sperm through. The jism plopped down all around my swollen dick. With her free hand she scoop through the droplets, and drizzled them back across the top of the shaft. This added lubrication prolonged my orgasm which seemed to be never ending. She was whispering in Spanish, something to her daughter.

Corina seemed to be a good student, and was not shy about being so close to a guy in the throes of a powerful orgasm. Her mother continued to stroke by cock until the last little bit of cum oozed out the top. Theresa then proceeded to use her tongue to lap up as much cum as she could. Corina sat quietly watching her. Theresa looked up to me and quietly asked if it would be OK for Corina to taste some also. Theresa’s mouth and lips were covered with a glaze of my come, and it looked so erotic, I would have been willing to do anything for her at that point.

In between the last few shutters of my orgasm, I nodded that it was OK by me. Corina cautiously leaned forward, and nervously extended her tongue out to lap at my withering prick. Just some clear fluid, mixed with her mom’s saliva was still dribbling out of my cock. Theresa pointed my dick toward her. Her soft gentle tongue lapped up a single pearl-size drop. I watched her tongue curl up, and retreat back into that cute little mouth. She showed no repulsion as I watched her swallow the taste. Her white teeth shown in a proud smile as she looked over to her mom for approval. She beamed like a kid who had just rode her bike without falling for the first time.

It took several minutes after that orgasm, for me to gather enough strength to get my pants up, and get going.

I was making some small talk as I headed for the front door. Theresa followed with her arm around my waist. As I reached the front door, she stopped and asked if I was in a hurry. I really didn’t have to be back to the dorm for several hours, and told her so.

“Please you sit,” she asked.

We walked out onto the open front porch, and sat on the top step. Sitting down beside me, she scooted up very close. Her voice was low, and I could tell she had some problem she wished to talk about. I liked Theresa, but I really didn’t want to get too involved in her personal life. I thought she would be asking to borrow money. My hunch was starting to be justified, when she began to explain that her job hours were being cut at the place where she worked. The cut in pay was really going to put her in a bind. I was just about to explain to her that I was on a limited budget myself. My parent’s checks only went so far. She suddenly seemed to change the subject and asked what I though of Corina?

“Corina,” I said. “is a very sweet kid. She’s quiet and well mannered.” I continued, not knowing exactly what Theresa was wishing to hear.

“I like her,” I finally said, with a question in my voice.

Theresa began with as shocking proposition as I have ever heard. She told me that several of her other customers had also seen Corina around and a couple had offered Theresa a lot of money if they could have sex with her daughter.

Corina was old enough now, to know what was going on. In fact, she had been “Walking In “on her mother for some time. This explained the “Many misters Dicks,” she had seen. Theresa was willing to pimp her own daughter to these men, for the extra money they were willing to pay.

I kind of figured mom was bringing her little girl into the business. I just wasn’t sure what this all had to do with me.

“These men,” Theresa explained “were not gentle,” “They sometimes they like brutes,” she stammered. “I want it to be better for her first time,” She finally explained that she would like me to break in her daughter.

“Huh,” I said.

I must have looked a little shocked at first.

“Me?” I repeated

Theresa covered my hand gently with hers, and said that I was a nice man. I would be good for her first one. I was gentle and would be considerate of her.

“Theresa I don’t know,” I replied.

“Please? “ Theresa pleaded, “You make good for her.”
I protested again, that she was too sweet.
“No, No, No,” Theresa replied. “She will learn.”
“I don’t know,” I finally said.
“Please, you think about it, Ok,” She smiled. “Corina, she wants to help out.”
“Ok I’ll think it over,” I said, just looking to get out of there.
“She will be good for you,” Theresa promised. “For you, the same price only 25 dollars. Ok Please?

I said I’d think about it. “Ok,” I told her I had to go, and she gently tugged at my arm. She leaned over and she gave me a deep sensual kiss. I think I tasted some of my own cum still in her mouth.

I popped a mint in my mouth, as soon as I reached the bus. I was lost in thought during the ride home, and almost missed my stop. Fucking her daughter didn’t seem really right, but Theresa really needed the money and would surely find someone else to do it, if I refused. Corina was a sweet girl and I was sorry for the life she was getting into, but it would happen anyway. I guess it was probably better if she was under her mom’s watchful eye rather than taking it to the street somewhere.

By week’s end, I had decided to do “it”. Not entirely out of just being a “Nice guy”. While the blowjobs were incredible, it had been a while since I had sunk my meat into anyone. So “what the hell,” I called Theresa, and said I would do it. She seemed pleased, and thanked me before hanging up. I couldn’t believe that she was thanking me for being willing to fuck her daughter. How weird!

The next Wednesday came, and I was on the bus as usual, to her house. I was going over, and over in my head how fine this would be. After jumping down off the bus, and hearing the blast of exhaust, as it drove away, I began to try to rehearse my part in my head. Just how it would go, how I would pork this tender little piece. I knew mom would probably be there. And she was expecting me to make it nice for her.

I wasn’t just really sure how Theresa wanted it done. I figured to just kick back and let mom and daughter lead on. “I laughed to my self about being such a “Nice guy” for doing this for them.

Theresa answered the door as soon as I arrived. The house seemed quieter than usual. I noticed then that the food smell had been replaced with the strong smell of some cheap perfume. Corina was waiting on a seat in the living room, and stood respectfully as I came through the front door. She walked over took my hand and lead me back to the couch. She sat down next to me as if this had been rehearsed. Theresa was at the front door yet, and I heard her lock it. This was something I didn’t remember her ever doing before. I guess she really wanted some privacy

Corina was dressed nicely. Her hair just washed, and combed back. Her small hands had been scrubbed clean, and her nails had a pale color of purple coloring on them. I had hoped Theresa wouldn’t try to dress her up too “whorish”, and she hadn’t. She had not gone for the “little girl in pigtails type look either. Other than the fingernail polish, her top and plain jeans would be typical of any girl on the street.

Theresa came over from the door, and waved her hand at her daughter.
“Well, Make him comfortable,” She said.
Corina look puzzled and finally Theresa just said.
“Go on, kiss him some, Ok , You know, How I showed you.”

Corina turned to me, got up on her knees and leaned in nervously. She planted an awkward, open-mouthed kiss on me. She pulled away before I could even respond.
“Again, longer,” instructed her mom.

Corina’s next attempt was better, but she froze-up as out tongues met. She was wide-eyed, and stiff as hell, as I tried to put my tongue in her mouth. I figured I better move on, and so I broke it off.

“Get on him,” Theresa said.

Corina swung a leg across my lap, and straddled me. She squatted down dropping her crotch right in my lap.

“Easy,” her mom reminded her.

We were face to face now, and her heavy dose of perfume was overpowering. I was worried about hurting her, and I told Theresa so. Theresa said that she had been working with Corina all week.
“Yea, but she’s so small,” I said.
“I have been making her ready.” Theresa said.

Apparently Theresa had been used a dildo on her daughter to get her used to the size. She had ruptured her hymen, thus saving me the mess of the blood and such. I saw a dildo on a small table near us. Theresa had assembled a few items she thought might be needed. There was some lube jelly and a glass of water and a small wash cloth lying on a glass dish. Theresa held up the dildo she’d used. It was about normal size. Soon it was going to be my turn.

Corina had straddled me, and was leaning forward, trying to French kiss me again. Her mom pushed her little butt down forcing her to grind back and forth against my crotch. The friction of the girl’s jeans against mine was really different. She was so light. Still, I was growing hard as a rock, and my jeans were really starting to bind me up. Theresa reached around Corina and undid my fly. This really helped by giving me some growing room.
“OK, now undo him,” Theresa instructed.

Corina squatted back on my thighs and struggled with my belt. I finally had to help her. I motioned that I needed to get up to get my pants off. Corina slid off, and stood watching intently as I undressed.

“You too,” her mother instructed.
Corina began to undress.

I felt I would surely be going to hell for this as I sat down and watched this girl peel her jeans off. But you know I thought “This might be worth it,”

Corina left her little panties on. Her little frame was so delicate. She pulled the little top she had on over her head. The ribs on her chest still showed through. She had no breasts to speak of, just little swollen nipples. Corina was wearing one of those little bras, which was really not needed. She reached back, and slipped it over her head also. I was just sitting there watching, not sure what to do next. Theresa was sort of directing this whole thing, so I waited for her next move. Her mother was fiddling with Corina’s hair so it would be just right again.

Corina climbed back on to me, and again resumed dragging her crotch against me, as her mother had instructed before. This time my naked prick was being rubbed against the thin cotton material of her panties. It wasn’t long before my cock was leaking pre-cum, and it was leaving a wet streak along the front of Corina’s underwear.

“Enough,” Theresa said. “Mount him.”

That was it, no oral stuff. I was a little disappointed at first, but I realized that I probably would have shot off like a cannon, the instant this girls lips made contact with my cock.

Corina got up and shyly removed her panties. She got back on me again this time with out any clothing separating us. I was staring at her little slit, and it must have embarrassed her, because she drew herself against me so close I couldn’t see it anymore.

I felt her mother reach down and grasp my cock and pull the skin down. My dick was as ridged as it could possibly be. Theresa was coating by dick with some of the lube jelly. It felt really cool and wet. She started pushing the girl’s rump around trying to line us up together. Corina tried a couple times to lower herself on to me. I felt her weight, and my cock started to bend due to the tightness of her slit. Corina’s face was right up against mine, and I could feel her little puffs of breath against my face.

“Won’t go like this!” her mother finally said.
“Get up and turn this way,” She said.

Corina got off me, and turned around facing her mother, and away from me. She looped her leg back over me, and stayed up-right above my lap. Her mother was holding the dildo. She lubed it up by dipping it in the glass of water. Theresa spread open Corina’s little slit, and began rotating the dildo against it.

I just sat back and watched through Corina’s open legs as her mother worked at getting the dildo in. The sight of this little girl’s tight butt facing me, was enough to keep me in a “hard” state forever. Finally Theresa had managed to loosen her up, and was working the dildo around. After a half dozen or so strokes Theresa pulled out the dildo, and reached for my cock. “Here we go,” I thought to myself. With a firm grasp on my shaft Theresa spread open Corina’s little cunt, and started mashing my cock against it. Only with some strong pressure did it sort of start going in.

“Slowly,” Theresa cautioned.

I just sat there savoring the sight of the girl’s tight little butt. Her thighs framed my stiff cock. She was moving her hips trying to work my cock in. I gently rested my hands on each hip, and started trying to control her movements. I could really feel my shaft starting to bend against the pressure, and right then Theresa’s hand pressed against the bend, and gave a little push. Suddenly, it just slid right in.

I thought I was in paradise. The little cunt grasped my dick like a vise. I started pushing up and down on her hips, and she began to follow my lead, and started moving. As we got going, she turned around and smiled back at me. Her mother was standing away from us now, but still kept up the coaching.

“Slowly, Now down again, that’s it Yes, Keep going.” She’d call
I was in heaven. This was so great. It had been a while, and this little girl’s cunny was as tight as my fist had ever been.

“Rock some,” Instructed her mother. “Like this,”

Theresa started rotating her hips like some sort of belly dancer, and Corina followed her lead. The suppleness of Corina’s slim figure was incredible as she slid up and down on me. I knew this would be over way to soon. Corinia leaned back against my chest, her hair brushing right into my face. The fragrance of her hair filled by senses. Her head bouncing tossed the hair again and again into my face.

“Theresa,” I started to say.

Then, an explosion in my head. I hadn’t lasted five minutes. I hoped I wasn’t to rough, but I couldn’t control my body. I started to groan and buck Corina’s little body and if it were a rag doll. She stayed pretty much still as I flooded her insides with a load of my seed. I remember babbling about something, as the torrents of sperm shot out of me. I think I was just incoherent and loving every minute of it.

Finally I slowed down and Corina had turned around, and was looking at me to see if there would be more. I hoped my drained face and slobbering mouth hadn’t turned her off. She just stayed there as I went soft.

“Up” Finally her mother called.

Corina scooted off and was dripping strands of cum from her cunt. She stood up next to her mom and her mother gave her a hug.

“Show him,” Theresa said.

Corina reached down between her legs and wiped up a gob of cum that had worked its way out. She caught it with a couple fingers, and scooped it up. She then raised it up to her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She gently laid the glob on her tongue, and rolled it back into her mouth. She then came towards me and straddled me again. She then brought her face up to mine and kissed me. Her mouth opened and her tongue darted around inside my mouth flicking against my tongue. I could feel more of my cum dripping out of her as she squatted over my lap.
Mom had trained her well.

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