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Once a year, some members of the secret society, nine men and nine women, plus two students who they’d been slowly introducing to the club, spent the break between semesters in the warmth of Florida. They rented a ten-bedroom house on the beach.

One man and one woman were chosen to select roommates. Although everyone knew each other, if you know what I mean, selections were made on the basis of what might be fun to watch. For example, Angie Wang, not quite five foot tall, and less than a hundred pounds was paired with basketball coach David Ray Jones, a former NBA player who was 6’11” tall and weighed 276 lb.

Think of the sight. Not that exhibitionism and voyeurism were required. However, all bedroom doors were left open and most people walked around naked. To be clear, very few of these people had beautiful bodies. At their age no one expected that. What they did have is a healthy appetite for cock and/or pussy.

Everyone thought it might be fun to watch eighteen-year-old freshman Stevie Winthrop on his back with seventy-one-year-old Professor Maxim Dealman and her greying bush riding face.

All participants were pleased. Juanita Cruz spoke glowingly in Spanish to Sofie Ramirez whose bare Venezuelan pussy was a delight. Sofie was the freshman girl the group invited. Yes, men and women were not paired. The selectors thought that although Sofie’s pussy had been introduced to Juanita’s tongue, they hoped that over the next few days, the young woman might find that she just couldn’t live without pussy. They already knew, she couldn’t go without cock for long.

Sofie’s introduction to the club was a long weekend with Professor Loftus’ cock, Marcus Aurelius Harpston’s cock and Albert Matu’s cock. One weekend, they took turns fucking her. Consensually, of course.

It was Juanita’s tongue which eased her pain. Now, Sofie wasn’t experiencing any pain, just the joy of the Puerto Rican woman’s tongue. Three days, almost non-stop, Dr. Cruz demonstrated her extraordinary skill.

As I said, the women members were bi-sexual and none of the current male members were gay or bi-sexual. Dr. Loftus and Dr. Harpston shared a bed with Trudy Kraus, who insisted on two men. “I’m going to need fifteen or sixteen inches of cock while we’re on vacation,” she requested of the selectors, “preferably at the same time.”

When the members peeked into her room, she was riding James’ cock while Mark stood over her, holding her head in his hands, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. Later, they saw Trudy on all fours. At dinner she admitted, “if I didn’t understand Human Biology, I’d swear those long cocks met somewhere inside me. It was glorious.”

Like Juanita Cruz, Professor Winnie Appleton, was a big woman. Tall, heavy, wide and an appetite for sex that knew no bounds. Cock, pussy, it didn’t matter. The selectors thought it might be fun to pair her with the novelist Micah Richards. Winnie weighed close to two hundred pounds. Micah, like Angie Wang, was barely five feet tall and weighed 110 lb. He’d considered becoming a jockey in his youth.

All the women had fucked him. Unanimously they agreed, he had the longest, thickest cock any of them had ever had. “He’s deformed,” Trudy announced after a weekend with him, “but I’m not complaining. We have another date next weekend,” she smiled through her raw lips.

The Tanzanian, Albert Matu was assigned to Missy Jackson, a historian and expert on southern culture. She was a proud Daughter of the Confederacy, and the first time she met Albert, Missy was somewhat reluctant. She resigned herself, “I have to find out for myself if what they say is true.”

Their first weekend together, it took until Sunday morning for her to find out. Dr. Matu would not take his tongue out of her Alabama pussy; her scrumptious Alabama pussy, surrounded by the blondest bush. By Sunday morning, Missy was begging, “Albert, my pussy needs your black cock. I can’t go another minute without it. You have my pussy on fire. Fuck me, please.”

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