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It was in my first semester at University when my world was set on its head.
Hi, I'm Franky. You might think that small town colleges are for people who can't get into an Ivy League school, but it's a little tougher to get into my old school. Sure, you have to be accepted on academic merit but there are some other categories you have to be proficient in as well. Just because you get a letter that says that your in doesn't mean that you've got both feet on the ground there. I graduated from there almost a decade ago, and for the first time. I'm about to break one of the first rules of attendance: What happens behind the gates for fun, stays behind the gates for good.
I applied to South Lexington University of Technology after an invitation was sent to my family home, about two weeks after my eighteenth birthday. The brochure said that this was the premier college for the most cutting edge programs. Having only heard a little of the place from a girl I was chatting up at a party before we slipped into the coat room, I was somewhat surprised to receive an invitation. It read that I was to appear before the admittance board before I could be formally welcomed as a student. I'll admit that I was rather nervous when I left the house for my appointment.
Having no idea what I was heading for, I climbed into my car and drove to the gates of the school. As the guard let me into the grounds, I saw the girl from the party running to the curb waving. Her name was Tiffany Walker. She was a beautiful mocha-skinned woman, about five foot nothing with red hair and emerald green eyes denoting her mother's Irish heritage as I recall. Though she was brilliant and funny at the party, I was drunk and horny and she was like a god-sent answer to wet dreams, so events took their course. Happy to see her, I pulled over and rolled down the window to which she leaned over to look inside. This gave me a marvelous view of her loveliness which I had been blessed to enjoy in the coat room.
She flashed a cheerful smile for my nervous one as she swung the car door open and jumped into the front seat. Though I hadn't invited her into my slightly messy vista cruiser, not kicking her out was the least I could do to make her feel welcome. It was after a moment or so when I had failed to actually speak that she broke the silence that hung in the air between us in the front seat.
"So, Franky. I have been trying to get a hold of you about something since the party." It was at this moment that the worst thoughts came to my head. Chief among them were the words 'Pregnant', 'Yours', 'Marriage', and 'Child Support'.
"What about, Tiffany? I was just on my way to a meeting with the admittance board," I said wondering what was on her mind and concerned that my future might be over before it even started. She smiled at this and grabbed the seat belt to buckle in. I took it that she was telling me to keep driving.
"That's great cuz that's where I'm heading too. You see, I'm working as an under-secretary for the admittance board for some credits and I have to be at the meeting too." This was said as she adjusted her hair. It seemed totally common to her but it made me feel a little weird. She soon realized this and rubbed my thigh. "I recruit new students for meetings with the board to approve or deny but I don't have any say on if they get in or not." She laughed but had missed the mark. In fact, she made me even more nervous than before as I thought of the coatroom at the party. Was that her recruitment method? How long had she been doing this for? What the hell was I in for if it was her method?
I shook my head slightly but vigorously as I turned to look out my window at the driver's side mirror, trying to play cool when I was anything but. "I'm not sure I get what you mean," I said as I pulled off from the curb. "but I'm running later than I was hoping I would be. Do you think you can show me a shortcut so I can get there on time?"
She pointed out some alleys and back streets that would take me to the administration building, which she referred to as "Pounder-snatch Hall". It was an impressive building with great high peaks and spires. There were also beautiful statues and gargoyles adorning the grounds and building. As Tiffany approached the building's main entrance, she reached out and slapped the ass cheek of a statue of a nude long hair woman holding a longbow to her breast and a torch in her outstretched hand. Most of the stone of its form was a dark gray, except for her ample ass which was smoother and lighter then the rest as if burnished by hands through the years in a constant succession.
For a moment, I stopped the study the piece of art and ran my hand over the lighter stone briefly before heading after Tiffany. She had stopped just this side of the vestibule as was smirked at me as I approached. With that, she opened the door and let me into the building. I opened the next for her and with that, we were in. The building had the architecture of an English boarding school in the twenties with a few modern updates. The wooden staircase was large and elegantly carved by skilled hands. While the walls were alabaster white with mahogany or cherry baseboards, I wasn't sure. But there was a stain glass window above the upper landing which streamed light worn the steps and across the black and white marble floor was of a woman clad in slightly open graduation gown and cap, holding scrolls to her breast and a torch in her outstretched hand. It was magnificent.
Tiffany was already climbing the steps and I hurried after her. We walked in silence through a hall upstairs to a large ornate door where she stopped me with a hand to my chest. "Relax, Franky. This is it, and after what I've seen, you don't have to worry about anything." This last was delivered with a wink as she opened the door and walked in. I heard her introduce me as I took a deep breath and entered behind her. At a sitting arrangement of a couch, chase-lounge, and a straight-backed chair separated by a coffee table sat three women. A redhead woman of Irish, a blond who was Eastern European, and a raven-haired woman of Hispanic descent. All were no older than their fifties, and all were dressed in skirts and blazers. They were evidently chatting and drinking tea before we'd arrived as they were laughing amongst themselves as we entered. They bid me to come have a seat and offered me some tea, which I politely excepted. On the table sat a file folder with my name on it.
Sipping my tea, then setting it aside, the meeting began. Tiffany sat at a small yet elegant writing desk by the wall where a stationary set was laid out and she sat poised to take notes. The ladies a crossed from me introduced themselves as Maggie Wallace: head of student affairs, Tammy Cruz: Head of Student health and well-being, and Alice Vanderfuk. Ms. Vanderfuk didn't stater her position at the school but the other two look on her with admiration and respect which indicated hers was a lofty one. One would have to guess that she was the headmistress of the school.
"Firstly we would like to formally welcome you to South Lexington University of Technology." Began Ms. Vanderfuk who was as you might guess, the blond. " This school has stood quite erect in its reputation as one of the top higher education facilities for over a century. We pride ourselves in constantly and adventurously pursuing new avenues of education and experiment as I'm sure you read in our brochures." I nodded and agreed that that was indeed what the pamphlets seemed to indicate if not that exact phrasing. I shifted slightly in the chair to get more comfortable, crossing my legs as I did. I wasn't sure why but I felt my cock stirring in my slacks and I wanted to hide it.
Ms. Wallace, the redhead was next to speak. "Not all the work here is done in the classrooms, you see. But indeed all across campus, with a diverse caseload of accredited classes that our faculty teaches as well as a wide variety of clubs and organizations you might choose to join. One thing that no other institute can claim that they are remotely as inclusive in both educational and social engineering pursuits as we are." She smiled before continuing. "There are living facilities on campus with laundry rooms for your needs. There are also dining facilities which part of your tuition would go to pay for so you may eat three full meals a day. There is even a gym for you to use to keep in shape." this last was said as she seemed to be eyeing my crossed legs. It was clear now that I was hard in my slacks and I suspected it was noticed across the coffee table as I once again adjusted my leg hoping to let myself slip farther down my pant leg then I had already been, in an effort to hide it from the board.
Lastly, the raven-haired Ms. Cruz spoke, "Our student body here is also above and beyond that of other universities, as we are very selective about the persons we admit. Not everyone is South Lexington material you understand. We have our standards and we have our secrets just as any other school does." A slight smile spread halfway across her face. "You have met our academic standards, but can you stand out of the rabble to be South Lexington material?"
I was unsure what other criteria I still needed to meet up to, but Ms. Cruz carried on. "Ms. Wallace, Ms. Vanderfuk, and I form a special committee for the higher admittance which you have been selected for review of. We have a test for you and if you pass you will be granted a full scholarship for the coming year. Fail and your file will be sent for further review for placement. Regardless, you have been accepted. We just want to make sure you have what it truly takes."
I took another sip of my tea and looked over at Tiffany who was looking at me with a smile as she wrote. Looking back at the ladies on the couch. I merely asked one question. "I'm not sure I understand. If I have been accepted, what other criteria do I still have to meet?" My cock was as hard as it could possibly be in my slacks and no amount of sitting cross-legged was going to hide that fact as the full size and was only slightly veiled beneath the thin black cotton material. I had been devoting a portion of my mind to the usual thoughts a man might resort to alleviating the issue but no amount of batting statistics or state capitals were helping.
Ms, Vanderfuk addressed Tiffany at this point, requesting she see to the door which I thought odd as I hadn't heard a knock or a bell. With a nod, she rose and strode toward the door and Ms. Cruz answered in a slightly slower, lower voice. "My dear boy! There is a test of" she paused briefly and bit her lip before saying "shall we say a physical nature." There was the sound of a lock being engaged behind me, and I looked back to see that Tiffany had indeed locked the door through which I had entered with her.
"I would be happy to take a physical," I begin to say as I turn back around to face them. "If there is a health concern. But why did you ask Tiff..." I got no farther in my line of thought as I was now looking at Ms. Cruz and Ms. Wallace leaned back on the couch, each with a leg outstretched on the coffee table crossing the other's extended leg and their skirts pulled up exposing that they were not wearing panties. Ms. Vanderfuk however, was still sitting forward and looking at me. She had her hands occupied with her two colleague's pussies as she began.
"You see, Mr... I hope you don't mind if I call you Franky. You see Franky, this school has a very special tradition. South Lexington University of Technology takes care of its staff and student body alike in all ways imaginable, but one way is amongst to most secretive and cherished traditions we have. To keep this old school functioning the way it has for so many years, we must recruit new members into the Order of the SLUT. First, before we begin, I need to apologize for your tea. It was spiked with Viagra as a precursor to the test we would have you perform if you consent to undergo it in its entirety that is. Let me make you aware that this is a great honor that we are considering you for. This meeting happens with no more then ten perspective student initiates a year. Some very important people have served in the Order and it has helped them achieve great things, young man." She never broke eye contact as she spoke and thumbed her colleague's clits in unison. "Do we have your full and unrelenting consent to carry out the said test?"
Not even mad about being drugged, I stared at the site before me. The sight was mesmerizing and it was all I could do not to simply cream my pants to what was amounting to a forum article in a certain men's magazine to nod my head and say yes. I at least had the presence of mind to place my tea down before I dropped it. Looking over at the desk, I could see Tiffany with her legs spread wide sitting in her desk chair fingering herself and yet still taking notes. Looking back at the trio on the couch, the show seemed almost choreographed. Ms. Cruz and Ms. Wallace both holding the middle back of the couch and being expertly explored by nimble hands, reached out with an arm each and pulled Ms. Vanderfuk's blazer and blouse open to reveal her C-cup breasts and her large nipples. They then opened their own shirts and each rubbed a breast in pleasure.
"Undress for us, as we need to see you are properly equipped to fulfill the requirements." ordered Ms. Cruz in a sultry voice as the others said "yes" in unison.
Slowly, I stood. There were many thoughts that were running through my mind and each one was a variation of what is going on here? I slip my tie loose and pulled it over my head before laying it on the chair behind me. Next, was my shirt, slowly one button at a time letting it open somewhat teasingly. With a flick of my shoulders, the top of the button up was hanging off my back as I stretched my arms and let it slide off me by my arms, revealing my flat stomach. Then my belt was undone, and my slacks unzipped. They slowly slid off against the resistance of my member which had been straining against them since my tea was delivered. I did not wear underwear so as my pants dropped, I stood tall or should I say long. The ladies stared and Ms. Vanderfuk's fingers slowed in pace as they lay their gazes on my proud 10 inch long shaft.
"Tiffany, please take note of this," spoke Ms. Wallace who was eyeing me hungrily.
Ms. Cruz slid off the couch and out from under Ms. Vanderfuk's dancing fingers. She moved with sultry grace around the coffee table. "As head of student health and well-being, I would be remiss if I didn't preform an inspection of you." She ran the tips of her fingers lightly down my chest, which sent a chill up my spine. Her hand seemed to glide all over my body causing my goose flesh to rise as she went. She walked slowly around me as she performed her inspection. Upon coming back around to my front, she slapped my ass cheek. There was a slight grin on her face as she stood before me, placing her hand flat against my chest.
"A closer inspection of the member is required, I dare say," she said as she sank to her knees before me, letting her hand slowly slide down my torso as she did. I stood proud, pointing strong and true, directly at her face. She looked at it and caressed it gently. Her hand felt like silk as she maneuvered it about my stiffness and around my balls gently. She looked up at me, gauging my reaction to her touch which by the pleased look on my face, told her good things. With no warning, she took the head of my shaft into her mouth and sucked as she licked the tip. Her's was a talented mouth indeed. I gave a low moan and lifted my head slightly. When I did this, I was treated by the sight of Ms. Wallace on her knees before Ms. Vanderfuk, lapping at her snatch as the later was reclined on the couch rubbing her breasts.
Ms. Cruz slowly began to bob down my shaft as she stroked my balls. She moaned slightly as she did so and the vibrations this caused were wonderfully stimulating along my cock. Her tongue seemed to wrap around my member one way then the next between flurried licking at the head. Her oral acrobatics were simply incredible. I knew that if she continued, she would make me empty my balls down her throat. This though was pleasingly tempting and would have been only a lap or so from happening when she pulled her lips from me.
"Very good, young man. High level of cleanliness and you managed to refrain from ejaculating immediately, even at my skills. I don't mind telling you that I have had other highly virile members in your position and many can't hold back their semen for three minutes. You past the five-minute test, congratulations." She stood, licking her lips as she did so and walked back to her colleagues on the couch. She climbed on top of it and stride Ms. Vanderfuk's face. As she began licking, Ms. Wallace stood and came around the table.
"Holding back your semen is important, true. but you should have other skills to apply when the time is appropriate." She walked around me and sat in the chair I had previously occupied. Her skirt, it would seem had a series of button closures up the sides and they were open to the hip. This allowed her to raise legs and spread them over the arms of the chair. She raised her hand and gestured for me to come close. "This test is to determine if you can contribute as well as you receive."
I understood the meaning of this and sank to my knees in front of her. Her milky white thighs spread before me and her pink honeypot lay before me. She was massaging her breasts as I reached out with both hands and lightly brushed her flesh, slowly traced lines on her inner thighs in long and winding paths toward the valley where they met. There was the land of milk and honey and when my hands arrived, I gently rubbed her lips and massaged her slowly, feeling her clit steadily swell. Leaning closer to her sex, the smell was sweet and heady. I knew that my breath was tantalizing her as it washed warmly over her labia.
Forward I moved, my tongue slowly extending and lapping at her clit which was now fully swollen. Slow circles at first, then I began flicking and darting. My hands still lightly grazed up and down her thighs, I could feel quivering when it began. I slid my lips and tongue down her pussy, licking in little "x"s as I move. Some inside her lips, others on top. As my tongue found its mark, my nose met her clit and I began to lightly rub with it. At first, I licked lightly and slow at her hole. Soon, I was lapping deeper and more aggressively. Her juices tasted like a creamsicle which caused me to look up at her with curiosity in my eyes. "Special edible cream." she moaned as I probed deeper still, writing the alphabet with my nose on her clit in print and in cursive deep within her snatch.
Occasionally I would pull my tongue back for a rest and get some air, but when I did, I stimulated it through massage. Soon not only my face but the chair was soaked. She was undoubtedly enjoying this portion of the test by the gyrating she had been performing. It felt like I was writing an essay with my tongue after a time, though I didn't mind. Finally, she really came, and I mean REALLY came. It turns out that before that day, she had never been licked in such a way that she squirted until I had the pleasure of causing the spray which farther drenched the area.
Through much panting and catching of breath, she managed to speak. "This young man has demonstrated much skill in his oral dictation. It is with great pleasure that I bestow my approval on him. God, I need a smoke!" With that she slumped back in the chair even deeper then she had been.
Turning my head to Tiffany, I could see that she had pulled a dildo out of her bag and was fucking herself silly with it and yet still taking notes. She was an incredible one beyond measure. Standing up, I turned in full to Ms. Vanderfuk who had evidently finished her partner off as Ms. Cruz was laying on the couch appearing fully sated, was beginning to stand. As she did so she was removing what little she was wearing still and folding it neatly on the table before her. She was one of a kind, indeed. It must be said that I found that little act of order sexy as hell about her and I never knew why. as she peeled her skirt off and bent down to place it on her pile, I noticed a small tattoo on her lower back but from that position was unable to get much detail.
"Very well, Franky. As Ms. Cruz and Ms. Wallace have submitted their approvals of your body of work, It is time for the final portion of the examination. If you please, join me on the chase lounge." This was said with almost a business-as-usual tone which for some reason, I found even sexier. She sounded stern and goal oriented, to an extent that she may have had a career in German bank management or making trains run on time. Regardless, as she stepped to the lounge, I followed suit. We sank onto it together, and she grabbed my penis which she began stroking. "You know the statue you passed along the path up to the front door and the stained glass coming up the stairway? Those pieces of art are called Goals and Aspersions. The one with the bow shoots farther than others for her goals to get what she desires, while the other understands that through higher learning she might attain a better life. The torch stands for the pursuit of enlightenment and the willingness to go where it will take you. Are you prepared to travel the path it illuminates?"
Confidently, I nodded as she stroked me. There was no doubt that I was ready to travel where things were headed as I could tell that there was much to come during that visit. With not a word, she bushed me back on the lounge and climbed on top of me. She strode me, her wet sex pressed on to me sandwiching my hard member between us as she slowly ground. Her slow movements along my shaft were slowly growing wetter as she moved. My member yearned to be in her but there was something about how she ground against me which was sensational in itself. Amidst the wetness and the sliding was something almost electric.
My hand reached for her thighs so that I might caress her writhing form but she snatched my wrists before my fingers made contact. With both force and grace, she pinned my hands over my head and held them in place with her right hand. She kneaded her breasts with her left, not breaking eye contact the whole time. She liked control, it was clear to see. Was this a test? Should I struggle and wrestle control into my grasp or follow her lead? I looked for some signal in her eyes and movements. Suddenly as she slid up my shaft, she pulled back slightly. As she rose up, she released my cock from between us.
Deftly, she aimed and lowered herself onto my member with as much ease as taking a breath. Slowly she filled herself with me to the base. Once I was buried as deep within her as I could be, she paused and my shaft twitched. A sly grin spread across her face. "There is a reason there are more then one of those 'Goals' pieces on your way here. Further, there is a reason that there are three high members of the order to judge you here." She said around minor gasps caused by each twitch and pulse of my rod. "Every member must aid each other. It is how we prosper. My Test for you is simply this. Help me to orgasm and I will help you." and with that she began to ride.
Slowly at first, she rose nearly to the tip and high on her thigh before she lowered herself again. My cock seemed to throb and twitch of its own accord with her pace slowly increasing. Like a vice, her hand held my wrists in place as she arched her back. Grinding and sliding. she rode at a slow stride to a gentle trot. The sounds beginning to escape her were ravenous and neigh beastial. Soon she had gone from a gentle trot to relentless ramming. I knew that if she kept up that speed, neither of us were going to last much longer. With that. I pull my hands free from the valkarys grip and wrapped them about her. from there, I launched us off the couch as I spun us about in order to take her from the top. The movements were swift as I placed her backside on the arm of the couch, but didn't seem to shock her in the least. The effect seemed to please her.
With her ass cheeks supported by the material of the upholstery, I began to thrust myself into her firmly. She loved control but she loved when I took control more. The squeals she made said it all. The room soon filled with the sounds of our pleasure and though it seemed to fill with the smell of sex before, the aroma was becoming thick in the room. I pulled out long enough to turn her over so that her abdomen was getting a button tattoo from the arm, before I slid back in. With a slap to her ass cheek I began to ride her hard, as hard or even harder then she had been riding me.
"Oh my gawd, fuck me! I'm going to cum!" Mrs. Vanderfuk exclaimed. without any further words, she began to squirt hard. The arm of the couch and the run below became thoroughly rinsed. After a few minutes, she looked back at me. "Congratulations, young man." Her words rode on a ragged breath. "Welcome to the Order."
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