Her nipples were harder that I had every see them. Her cunt was swollen from fucking John.I started fucking slowly pushing my cock deep into her cunt... As I increased my stroking, I felt lightheaded and lost in all the new degenerate sensations. I lost control and started fucking her wildly, my cock deep in her cunt and my pistoning ramming cock. My cock was like a steel cannnon blasting wave after wave of cum into her cunt. I couldn't stop. I kept getting hard after each explosion of cum.. The very phrase transported me back to college days with two friends I thought would be with me for the rest of my life. I was older by a couple of years because of my military service, but Simon and Brenda were my constant companions from Freshman Orientation on. Most of the time we agreed on what we were doing, where we were going, and when we were doing things. We were tight. But whenever there was a question, we always yielded to Simon. He was clever about things, knew where things were. The remark made Kate angry. She did not enjoy male-bashing and had nothing against men; she just did not want to sleep with any of them. Remarks like this, however, just fulfilled the stereotype of the man with a one-track mind. It was not until later that she realized the true reason for her anger was that she had had the same thought.* * * That Friday, Becky invited Peter over. She intended to sleep with him. She had to prove to herself that she was not a lesbian, and expressing her desire. This was a professional and well-run operation.Nothing was said about the interview until we arrived home. Marne led me to the bedroom and we were soon naked and conjoined. I thought I could still feel remnants of “Stud”, as he was called, inside her. When I said so, Marne tightened her muscles and remarked that he was very copious, rather consistent with possibly the largest cock she had ever accommodated. Plus, he knew how to use it. She had climaxed several times, something I thought I had.