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by Cristiano Caffieri
Annalisa had not been back to the States for almost four years and was no sooner home with her family than she received an invitation to attend a reunion for women who called Malamead Ladies’ College their alma mater. She enjoyed the thought of seeing see a few old friends and so left for Boston with high expectations.
The homecoming was being held in an old ballroom off-campus, and it didn’t take long to see why. When she arrived half the alumnae were already plastered; the girl seated next to her, passed out face-down in her entree.
After a docket of surprisingly bawdy speeches was a calendar of equally naughty games. There seemed no limit to their depravity, as she witnessed the Twat Race, which was won by the first to waddle the course carrying a wine bottle in her cunt without dropping it.
When she thought things couldn’t get worse, they did. Just before the drawing for door prizes, some of her classmates went out into the street and returned with a half-dozen men they cajoled into joining them for a drink. The alum names were put into a hat and Aimee Lee Chandon, self-appointed Mistress of Ceremonies, raised a key up high and asked one of the men to draw a name.
Annalisa was shocked when she turned out to be the winner. Having no clue what she’d won she tried to smile, but the smile was soon wiped from her face when she found what it was all about.
“Now,” announced Aimee Lee, “You have to choose one of these men and if he agrees to fuck you, you get to spend tonight in the honeymoon suite at a five-star hotel. So who will it be?”
Some of the men licked their lips as Annalisa, too shocked to speak, shook her head in disbelief and backed away. Aimee Lee pressed on, dangling the key in her face, and the crowd only added to the pressure, chanting “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Annalisa backed up until she hit the wall and then burst into tears. Seeing her distress, one of the men called out for them to stop.
“Can’t you see she doesn’t want to play your stupid game?” he fumed, “Leave her alone.”
All the other men glared at him and the women jeered and shouted for him to be thrown out, but no volunteers sprang forward to bounce her athletic six-foot-four protector. The best they could do when he grabbed Annalisa’s arm and to lead her out of the room was to hurl a few parting insults at them both.
“My car’s just outside,” he said, “I’ll run you home.”
“I’m staying at the Atherton Hotel,” she sniffled, taking his arm. “Thank you for saving me from that unruly situation. My name’s Annalisa.”
“Rick Mason,” he smiled, opening the car door for her, “I was hesitant to go in for that drink but I’m glad I did now.”
When they pulled up at the hotel she decided to invite him for a coffee. He was thinking she meant in the coffee shop but she headed straight to the elevator and on to her room.
She took the coffee pot into the bathroom to fill it with water while he took a seat at a table by the window. Recognizing that she was quite beautiful he pondered what it might have been like if she’d taken the prize and chosen him to fuck the night away in the honeymoon suite. But those thoughts quickly evaporated when she handed him a mug and sat down across from him.
“How did you come to be at a gathering like that?” he asked, as he sipped on his coffee.
“Well… I’m almost ashamed to say I went to college with those women, but that was years ago and the behavior of the more recent students seems to have deteriorated. It was quite a prim and proper place when I was there.”
“Do you mind answering a very impertinent question?” he asked.
“If you had been inclined to take the prize… who would you have chosen out of the six men?”
“Would you be hurt if I said it wouldn’t have been you?”
“No,” he sighed, a little disappointed.
“Well it would have been you,” she laughed, “But it would have only been because you were the best looking. That’s not always a good indicator, is it?”
“Do you mean of my sexual prowess?”
She blushed, “I was thinking more of character, I have no real experience of sexual matters.”
“Yes, I’m a virgin.”
“Well, when I was at Malamead Lady’s College it was very strict and proper,” she explained. “And since then I’ve been in Europe to yet another mostly female environment.”
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he stammered, a little embarrassed.
“I guess not. But it would have been good to have the experience.” Then, tilting her head, she asked, “I don’t suppose you’d be interested in giving me that experience, would you?”
Rick nearly choked on his coffee and then asked if that’s what she really wanted.
“I really want to,” she said.
Rick slowly leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. She responded clumsily but enthusiastically and it didn’t take long before they were in a passionate embrace with their tongues down each other’s throats.
Running his hands up her back he unhooked her bra, and she began to tremble, and the shuddering only increased when he began fingering her tits.
Getting into the spirit of things she pulled away and began to take off all of her clothes, and so did he. She was very impressed with his muscular physique and he was equally impressed with her beautiful big tits and hairy muff. As he stood there with his huge throbbing cock ready for action she nervously eased herself onto the bed to await her fate.
Breathing rapidly, and feeling very tense, she opened a legs a little, wondering what it was going to be like to feel him forcing his way up inside of her. Rick sat on the bed with his warm ass just touching hers, moistened his fingertip with spit and rubbed it on her hardened nipples. She took a very deep breath and then an even deeper one when he took one between his lips and began to lick, suck and caress her tits.
Gradually he moved his tongue down her body, sketching little out circles, until he reached her pussy. Placing his face between her legs, Rick parted her pink folds with his powerful fingers and swiped his pussy fluffer up and down her wet crack. He did it again and again until she screamed, grabbed onto his arms and moved her ass around as if it was too much for her to take.
Although she was still shaking he decided to slip his dick into her unsullied cunt. It was unbelievably tight and her eyes almost popped out of her head as he thrust it into her. It was warm and moist and he was desperate to cum, so he drove it in and out faster and faster, all the while admiring the bouncing of her lovely tits.
Rick got more and more excited as she started to whimper, like she was about to orgasm again. He stepped up the pace until his cock was going like a piston rod. Annalisa held onto his arms as her body began to shake uncontrollably, her vagina felt as if it was on fire and then when he shot his load she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Kissing her gently on the lips he rolled off and lay by her side to catch his breath. She sat up, bent over, licked the drippings from the end of his shaft, then took it in her mouth, and began massaging his balls with her fingers. Rick moaned as she slipped up and down his cock. It took a little time for his cum to work its way up the second time but when it did it oozed into her mouth in a continuous stream and she swallowed the lot.
Still naked, they sat at the table and topped up their coffee.
“Maybe we should see more of each other,” he suggested, smitten.
“I’m only here for a brief sabbatical,” she said, “Then I have to go back to Europe.”
What are you studying there?” he asked.
“Oh, I’m not a student anymore – I’m a nun,” she replied.
Copyright 2015 – 2016 Cristiano Caffieri