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THE DESCENT OF RUTH
by Art West

Chapter  2 of 6 
Start of college sex life(ff,mmff,Mf)

And so to college on my own!  David had paved the way for me to go
to another state college to study environmental education.  Home
and our two college towns formed the apexes of an equilateral
triangle, so that I was equally far from David and from home.  In
spite of my desire for freedom I was also scared and a little
lonely.

Although my parents had conceded on the college, they found
accommodation for me in a dormitory for first year female students
which promised to provide a secure environment for young christian
ladies.  There were strict rules about being in by 11pm (or
midnight on fridays and saturdays), with NO male visitors to our
rooms.  The thing that worried me most was that girls had to share
rooms, and my fear was that I'd be with a "goody-goody" who would
make it difficult for me to spread my wings.  Fortunately, I soon
discovered that my room-mate Anita was in a very similar position
to myself.  

We spent most of the first night talking and sharing experiences
and desires.  Like myself, she had been brought up in a
conservative religious home, although with a little more freedom. 
She had  had a fairly steady boyfriend through her last two years
of high school year, and had been fucking him regularly for the
past 18 months.  But, she told me, she was sort of glad the
boyfriend had not come to the same college, as she felt too young
to settle down and wanted some more sexperiences.  As we talked, we
both slowly undressed, each a little unsure of how far to go in
front of the other.  At first I was evasive and embarrassed about
my own experiences, but Anita kept pressing me for details.  By
this time we were down to panties only, sitting side by side on her
bed., and the atmosphere was getting to me.  Suddenly it all
blurted out, about David and myself ... and I waited for her
shocked reaction.  Instead, however, Anita gasped "Jeez that's hot
... next vacation I must fuck my brother.  He's about 2 years
younger than me, but he's growing fast, and I'm sure he'd like to
be seduced".  As she spoke, Anita shed her panties and started
masturbating openly in front of me.  This was too much for me, and
I did the same.

As we reached orgasms, Anita put her arm round me, and said: "Let
me tell you my secret, about Aunt Carol, my mother's younger
sister.  I'm sure you'll meet her as she and her husband live only
about an hour's drive from here, and there's a useful bus service. 
She's the black sheep of the family.  She was pregnant at 18, but
lost the baby at three months.  My parents still speak of her as
the wild one of the family who'll come to no good, but even they
have no idea of how wild and swinging her lifestyle is.  They did
not seem worried, however, when she started inviting me to her home
for occasional weekends after she got married (when I was a few
months from my 15th birthday), and it was during these visits that
she told me most of what I know about sex, and supplied me with
condoms when I wanted to start having sex with my boyfriend. 
During these weekends, Carol also showed me how two girls can give
each other a lot of pleasure even without men around."

At this point, Anita brought her other hand up to my breast and
began tweaking my nipple, and almost instinctively I did the same
to her.  I was really quite ignorant of lesbian activities, and
possibly because I was so naive I had no hang-ups about following
my impulses.  I followed Anita's lead, doing to her whatever she
did to me.  We were soon kissing open-mouthed, tongues inter-
twined, moaning into each others mouths as we rubbed each others'
tits, clits and pussies.  It was not long before Anita turned me
round to take up a 69 position, and we ate each other
enthusiastically, both cumming a number of times.  After probably
an hour of this, Anita sat up and reached into a bag under the bed,
from which she extracted a huge double-headed artificial penis.  I
had never dreamed such things existed!  "Carol gave me this last
week, in case I had problems finding real cocks", Anita told me.  I
watched in fascination as she lay on her back, legs wide open, and
worked the one end of the dildo deep into her vagina.  Then with
the other half sticking obscenely out, she slipped her legs through
mine, the two 'V's meshing into each other, and drew my pussy
towards hers.  As the other half of the artificial cock pushed
between my pussy lips, we cooperated in working it deeper and
deeper into my vagina until our pubic bones came into contact.  We
thrust fiercely against each other, biting on our hands to stop
from screaming through repeated orgasms (as that would cause some
questions in a young women's dormitory!).  Eventually, we both
reached exhaustion, and in a deeply satisfied state we soon went to
sleep in each others' arms, still completely naked.

As is related in the remainder of this chapter, both Anita and I
spent a lot of time chasing cock which seemed to give us the
greatest satisfaction.  Nevertheless, whenever either of us felt a
little lonely or frustrated we would make love and spend the night
together in the same bed.  Anita had learnt well from her Aunt
Carol.

The next morning was filled with the bureaucratic needs of
registering for courses, but by the afternoon we had some free
time.  Anita and I, encouraging each other, found the sex advice
centre and went in to consult the sympathetic lady doctor.  She was
happy to see us together, sensing that we needed each others'
support.  We obtained prescriptions for the pill, as well as for
something to bring on our periods within 48 hours so that we could
start on the pill more-or-less immediately.  We were also given
packs of condoms (12 each) and a handy little mini-purse to attach
to our wrists in which we could keep a couple of emergency condoms
(as well as tissues and some cash).

So we were ready to start broadening our sexual experiences.  But
amazingly and frustratingly, it was not as easy as I thought! 
Anita had the first success about two weeks later, when she ran
into a guy, Simon, who had been at her high school, but two years
ahead of her.  She fed me all the juicy details.  On their third
date, for dinner on a Friday evening about a week after they met,
he suggested after they had eaten that they go to his room in his
dormitory.  Anita told me that there were a number of other guys
standing around, both when she went up to Simon's room, and when
she came out.  She was quite sure that everyone knew exactly why
she was there, and especially that she had been thoroughly fucked
when she left, and that they were making comments to each other. 
She could feel herself blushing all over, which she was sure was
obvious to all, but at the same time it gave her cold shivers at a
thrill of naughtiness.  They spent four hours in his room. 
Initially a fast and passionate fuck, followed by a long time in a
69 position until he came in her mouth.  They rested for a while in
each others' arms, before building up to the final grand fuck of
the night.  I was happy for Anita, but rather frustrated at my own
lack of progress, so that we spent the rest of that night sleeping
together (naked of course).

For the next few weeks, Anita seemed to spend every spare moment
with Simon.  I met two guys at classes, Andy, who was also a first
year student much the same age as myself, and Bill, who was two
years older but taking a first year life sciences course as an
extra credit.  They were both cute guys, and I started dating both,
generally for burgers or for movies.  But they were both quite
inexperienced with girls, so matters progressed rather
frustratingly slowly.  After a couple of dates with no more than a
little kissing, they progressed to slipping hands inside my bra to
caress my bare tits, and I could usually feel hard cocks pressing
against me ... but by six weeks into college, nothing more had 
happened.  I shared my frustrations with Anita and with David (by
letter), and both urged me not to worry ... that an attractive sexy
girl like myself would get laid sooner or later ..... but I did
have my doubts.

After 6 weeks, dormitory rules were relaxed.  We were now allowed
out until midnight (and 1am on fridays and saturdays).  But we
could also check ourselves out over weekends, provided we could
give an address and phone number of a responsible adult, preferably
a relative, where we would be staying.  A day or two after these
relaxations were announced, Anita came bouncing into the room in
some excitement.  

"Ruth", she blurted out, "we're going to THE wildest party on
Saturday.  There is a large old house outside of town, which is
shared by a number of senior male students who call it the
'hothouse', and every now and  then they have these way-out parties
where I've heard anything goes.  Simon knows a couple of the guys
there and was at some of their parties over the last year, and he
and I have been invited.  Simon's cousin Gary was studying here
last year before changing colleges, and he is coming in for the
party, and we suggest that with you we make up a foursome.  I know
it's a blind date for you, but I've met Gary and I would just as
happily go with him as with Simon ... so you'll enjoy going with
him.

"As the party will go on late, we'll get a motel room for the night
... Are you game ..  please say yes!"

"But Anita", I protested, "How do we get out of the dormitory? ...
We still have the rules!"

"Aunt Carol!" laughed Anita.  "She has invited us to visit her this
weekend, so we can check out!  Simon will drive us over to her on
Sunday, so that if anyone asks we have seen her ... but she won't
ask questions ... well actually she will, but just to satisfy her
own curiosity".

I chuckled out my agreement, as a shiver of excitement ran through
me.  I sensed that this would be THE night!

So late Saturday afternoon, we checked out and walked with our bags
towards the bus station, dressed modestly for our visit to Anita's
aunt.  There we met Simon and Gary, who had just arrived from his
present college.  Gary was tall, well-built, dark-haired with deep
blue eyes and a wicked flirtatious look.  I was immediately hooked. 
We put our bags in Simon's car, and went to have an early supper,
during which Simon and Anita cuddled openly, while Gary found every
opportunity to touch me and to feel my legs under the table.  I
responded by leaning into him and rubbing my breast into his arm.

After supper, we went to a motel and obtained a room ... I suddenly
realized that we were only getting one room with two double beds
... wowie, this was looking interesting.  Anita and I stripped down
to our underwear, to dress more appropriately for the party.  We
had been shopping for the sexiest outfits we could find (blowing
more of our allowances than we ought to have).  We found black lacy
bras that supported our quite heavy breasts reasonably well, but
had no more than flimsy lace from the nipples on upward.  The bras
were matched by minuscule black  g-string panties, that did little
more than cover our pussy lips.  We had had to trim our bushes, but
had decided to leave some pubic hair peaking out all round, as this
seemed 'naughtier'.  When Simon saw Anita in her bra and panties,
he wrestled her down on to one of the beds, and they started
kissing passionately.  Gary and I watched for a few minutes, and
then crashed on to the other bed, emulating them.  Gary's hands
were all over me as he dry humped his obvious erection against me. 
We went no further at this stage, as we realized that we had to get
ready, but I now knew for sure that tonight I would definitely get
my first cock apart from my brother's.

Anita and I quickly brushed our hair and put on our new outfits.  I
had a loose-fitting black top with thin straps, and a neckline that
barely came above my bra.  It was short enough to leave about 4
inches of midriff bare above my white mini-skirt which itself was
little more than a strip of cloth fastened at the waist, leaving a
cross-over flap in front which could flare out at times to reveal
my legs almost all the way up to the crotch.  I wore sandals with
quite thick platform soles, raised at the heels to a thickness of
about two inches.

On the way over to the party, Gary and I sat in the backseat of
Simon's car.  We immediately fell into a passionate clinch, and our
mouths locked together, our tongues exploring each others' mouths. 
Gary's one hand slipped under my top, and pushed my bra off of my
breasts which he began fondling.  His other hand went under my
skirt, and his fingers were soon working their way into my crotch. 
I unzipped his trousers, and soon had my hand wrapped around his
rampant tool.  By the time we arrived at the 'hothouse', we had to
take a few minutes to calm down, and for me to re-arrange my
clothing before we went inside, but I still felt flushed and
aroused as we entered the house.

There were some 30-40 people there, and the party soon lived up to
its reputation.  'Dirty dancing' had nothing on the gyrations going
on here.  I enjoyed dancing with a number of the guys, which made
me even hotter.  Gary danced with me from time to time, which I
enjoyed, but made no effort to keep me to himself for which I was
grateful.  (My two current 'boyfriends', Andy and Bill, but
especially Andy, were inclined to be jealously possessive when I
was out with them, and got annoyed if I flirted with others, which
rather irritated me, so that I was thankful for Gary's more relaxed
attitude.)

Just before 10.30pm, one of the senior 'hothouse' residents whom I
knew as Rick, turned off the music and called for attention. 
"Fellow 'hothouse' brothers and sisters", he said, "We have no
fewer than 7 new guests here tonight, and we need to induct them
into the 'hothouse' family".  He then called Anita, myself, one
other girl and four of the younger guys to the front.  Speaking to
us, he said: "If you want to join us, you must be willing to
participate in our initiation rites, and swear never to tell anyone
else ... if you don't want to do so, you should go now".  None of
us moved.

"Great", Rick continued, "now the procedure is quite simple. 
Firstly remove any shoes, socks, stockings etc., and leave them in
the corner."  After we had done so, he explained further: "For 90
minutes from exactly 10.30 on that clock over there, you guests
must answer any question put by the others by saying 'yes' or 'no'
'SIR' or 'MA'AM'.  If you leave out the sir or ma'am, you must take
off an item of clothing, and down a glass of the punch [which I had
already discovered was pretty potent].  Footwear does not count. 
If any of the three ladies have to lose bra, panties or equivalent
undergarments, they do not get them back ... they stay on our
trophy board up there ...", as he pointed to a large pin board
which I noticed earlier containing an array of underwear with names
and dates.  "Finally", he went on, "the first girl and the first
guy to lose everything will have a further forfeit to pay when the
time is up ... Are you game and ready to play?"  The third girl and
two of the guys looked a little uncertain, but we all chanted out
"yes, sir!".

Turning to look at the clock, Rick said: "Good ... we start in 10
seconds .... five-four-three-two-one-GO"

A voice behind me said: "So do you know what to do?". "Yes", said
I!  Oops ... I wasn't going to be too good at this game!  To cheers
from the guys and laughs from the girls, off came my top.  I felt
my nipples, which were now quite visible through the lace of my
bra, harden into sharp points, as a nervous thrill ran through my
body.  I drained the glass of punch, which seemed to settle my
nerves a little.

I certainly was not very good at the game.  In spite of seeing
Anita and two of the boys caught soon after me, I boobed again
within 6 or 8 minutes when someone offered me a drink.  The
decision then was what should come off.  I still had my skirt on,
but I knew that my panties were hardly better than nothing.  On the
other hand, my bra was not hiding much at this stage.  So off came
my bra, and I passed it over to go up on to the trophy board as
someone else wrote up the date and my name.

The music and dancing had resumed when the game began.  I was so
hot that I threw myself  with added energy into the dancing, with
my bare tits bouncing free.  I was getting quite popular
with the guys, while I regained some of the exhibitionistic thrills
I first experienced when flashing my brother some years earlier.  I
managed to keep my concentration up for about 15 minutes, but at
that point one of the guys (Jonny, one of the two who had looked
uncertain at the start) got caught a second time, and it turned out
that he wore no underwear, so was immediately naked.  He looked
quite a cute guy, but I laughed so much at his obvious
embarrassment that I forgot the rules.  Gary, standing next to me,
laughed as well, and said "God he really looks embarrassed, doesn't
he?", to which of course I responded "yes, doesn't he!".  No "sir"! 
Gary was not granting me any favours, and off came my skirt,
leaving me in my g-string panties.  I was so turned on by now that
I wanted to play with myself in front of everyone!  It was no more
than 2 or 3 minutes later that I slipped again, and my panties
joined my bra on the trophy board.

I glanced up at the clock.  I had 5 minutes over an hour to parade
round in my complete nudity.  I joined in the dancing again,
becoming increasingly excited by the lustful looks of the guys, and
the way in which they rubbed themselves against my nakedness.  I
was ready to fuck anyone, although the last vestiges of my
upbringing held me back from fulfilling my desires.

At exactly midnight, Rick called for attention again.  Jonny and I
were brought to stand in front of Rick as the others clustered
round.  We were told to face each other, and to take each others'
hands.  Jonny's prick started to grow visibly pointing in my
direction.  "Well, Jonny", said Rick, "doesn't Ruth look sexy and
eminently fuckable?"  Jonny nodded.

"Jonny, I've got some good news for you", continued Rick.  "We're
going to give you the opportunity to win 30 minutes with Ruth in
one of the bedrooms".  Jonny's cock jerked visibly in my direction. 
Rick went on: "But first, Ruth must move round each of the men in
the room, and be welcomed by kissing them for a count of 20 called
out by the girls".  While Rick was talking, I had noticed the guys
drawing cards, and then arranging themselves into a line.

"Just one thing more", Rick explained further to Jonny, "you need
to walk round with Ruth, standing behind her and jacking off with
your hand in time to the count of the girls".

"No, oh God, no" wailed Jonny.

"Oh yes", chuckled Rick.  "And the girls will make sure you beat
your meat with sufficient enthusiasm.  If not, they will repeat the
count, or may even give you a hand themselves.

"If you haven't come by the time Ruth is welcomed by the last guy,
then she is yours for 30 minutes.  But if you cum earlier than
that, then the guy Ruth is kissing at that point wins her, and will
take her to the bedroom.  Let's go"

As I kissed each guy, he would grasp my ass-cheeks to pull me tight
into him, running fingers into my cunt.  Some used one hand to
fondle my tits, and all pushed tongues deep down my throat.  I was
soon so hot that I humped into each guy ... I was getting
absolutely desperate for cock ... "Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me"
I started muttering to each guy.  I could no longer care who was
who.  I was only dimly aware of Jonny's groans behind me.  At about
the 10th guy, I felt something warm and wet spattering on my
backside ... Jonny had lost control and had cum!  The man kissing
me let out a whoop, and immediately pulled me off to one of the
bedrooms.

When we got into the bedroom, he kicked the door closed and threw
me on to the bed where I lay with my legs splayed wide open.  "I'm
Ted", he grunted, as he quickly stripped off his clothes and rolled
a rubber on to his sizeable cock.  I had a brief moment to notice
that he was a lot older than most of the crowd, probably close to
40, before he came down on top of me and thrust his cock deep into
my vagina with no preliminaries (which I hardly needed).  He pumped
furiously into me, and I was soon screaming in passion: "yes ...
yes ..... oooooooh give it to me ..... fuck me ... fuck me ....
fuck me".  He seemed to go on for ever, and I came 3 or 4 times
before he climaxed powerfully.  Ted pulled out, and then crawled
across me as he stripped the rubber off his penis, to squat with
his cum-covered tool pressing against my lips.  "Come on, suck me
to hardness again ... I must have you again ... you're so much like
my daughter who's not much younger than you".   So I took his cock
deep into my mouth sucking off his sperm, and using my tongue to
lick round his pee-hole.  At the same time, his talk of his
daughter made me suddenly think about fucking my own father, a
thought that had never occurred to me before, and I suddenly
wondered what that would be like.  Ted's cock swelled to full
hardness again within a very short time.  He pulled it out of my
mouth, somewhere found another rubber which he rolled on to his
shaft.  He lay down fully on top of me, forcing his mouth down on
to mine, his chest pressing into my tits, and easily slipped his
cock in to my gaping cunt.  Ted was really using me now, humping
furiously into me.  This time he must have continued for about 15
minutes hardly slackening pace, and in spite of the fact that I
could hardly breathe with his weight on me, I came again and again
and again, urging him to keep fucking me.  Eventually he climaxed
again, and rolled off me looking quite exhausted.  I felt totally
fulfilled at last.  I kissed him one last time, leaving him on the
bed to recover, while I returned to the party area.

I emerged from the bedroom, to find that the crowd had dwindled
considerably.  Simon, Gary and Anita were waiting for me with my
outer clothes and sandals, but Gary immediately put his arm round
me with his hand on my tit and walked me outside to Simon's car
without giving me time to dress.  As soon as we were in the
backseat he was all over me as Simon started the car and drove off. 
"My god, you are a hot pussy, aren't you", muttered Gary in between
nibbling on my teats while he fingered my pussy and clit.  "You
really loved showing yourself off, and fucking the first available
guy, you slut .... I can't wait to get my dick up that juicy cunt". 
The dirty talk and Gary's manipulation of my tits and cunt drove me
wild.  I had his cock out, and we were about to get down to serious
fucking when Simon pulled into the motel parking area.  "Come on,
you two, you might as well do it inside", laughed Anita.

I was out of the car, and half-way to the door of the room dragging
Gary by the hand with his cock hanging out, before I remembered
that I was still stark naked.  Fortunately there was no one else
around.  We fell into the room and I dragged Gary down on to the
first bed, stripping his clothes off as we went.  He rolled me on
to my stomach, and pushed my knees under me so that my arse stuck
up in the air.  Without further preliminaries, he thrust himself
deep into my pussy from behind, As he pumped his cock in and out of
me at an ever increasing tempo, his hands wandered all over my
front, pinching and twisting my nipples, and rubbing my clit.  I
went absolutely berserk, screaming so that guests in neighbouring
rooms must have heard me: "Yes ..  yes ..  please don't stop ......
aaaaaaaahhhhhh .... more ... more ... keep fucking me .... fuck".

I became aware of Simon and Anita seated on the other bed, petting
heavily, but watching us, making loud comments.  That seemed to
heighten my sensations even further, as I thrust back hard at Gary,
feeling his balls slapping against my backside.  At some point, I
suddenly realized that Gary was not wearing a rubber, but at this
stage I was far to aroused to care; my primeval instincts wanted
his seed planted in me and I was almost sorry that I was on the
pill, with no waiting fertile egg to receive his wrigglies. 
Finally he came, and even then seemed to pump gallons of sperm into
me.  As our climaxes passed, we fell back on the bed and lay with
Gary still pressed in behind me and his arms round me lazily
fondling my breasts.  It was our turn to be spectators, as we
watched Simon and Anita couple together with increasing passion. 
After a while, however, Gary rolled me on to my back and crawled
over me.  His mouth closed in on my  pussy lips, moving between
sucking on my clit and tongue-fucking me.  I quickly felt myself
becoming aroused yet again, as Gary wrapped his arms round my ass-
cheeks and began to probe my asshole with his fingers.  By this
time he had positioned his knees on either side of my head, and his
rapidly stiffening tool was pressing urgently against my mouth from
above.  I grasped the base of his cock in one hand, and then opened
my lips sufficiently to allow him to fuck my mouth, controlling the
depth of his penetration by grip on his cock, so that he wouldn't
choke me.  My other hand found his asshole, and I copied what he
was doing to me by thrusting first one and then two fingers deep
into his rectum to finger fuck him.

So we lay clinging to each other, fucking into each others' mouths
while finger fucking each others' arseholes.  Orgasms swept over me
as we bucked against each other.  Our mouths were too full to say
anything, but we both grunted out guttural animal noises
"Aaaaahhhhh ...... Ugghhhh ....... Ooooooohhhhh" as we built up to
the final climax.  Then I felt his arse-cheeks stiffen while his
rectum squeezed against my fingers ..... moments later I felt his
jism spraying against the back of my throat.  I swallowed hard
while keeping my lips tight around his shaft, as I reached my final
climax of the night.

Within minutes, both Gary and I curled ourselves on the bed, and,
completely exhausted drifted off into a contented sleep, only
barely aware of the lights being turned out by the others.  By the
time I came to some hours later, there was sun streaming in through
cracks in the curtains.  I gazed around lazily, to see that the
other three were already awake.  Simon got up from the other bed to
go for a pee, so Anita leaned across and kissed me and we were soon
caressing each others' breasts.  Gary was clearly becoming aroused
by this, but when Simon returned from the bathroom, Gary muttered
"God I also need to piss", and jumped up from behind me on the bed. 
To my surprise, I then felt Simon cuddling up behind me.  "What
......", I gasped, as his hands started wandering all over my naked
body.  I looked, in some concern, at Anita, but she had a broad
grin, and said: "Enjoy it, Ruth, Simon has had the hots for you
ever since you first me ...and I think I want to try out Gary ....
what do you say?"  These last words were addressed to Gary, whom
she fulled down on top of herself. 

I rolled round and started kissing Simon.  His hands were quickly
all over me, and I could feel his rigid cock pressing urgently into
my stomach.  Very soon, we were both as hot as hell, grunting and
moaning.  Suddenly, I became aware of movement on the other bed.  I
looked across to see that Anita had turned Gary on to his back,
with his head to the bottom end of the bed, and she had straddled
him, taking his cock deep into her as she rode him cowboy fashion. 
"Come, Ruth, you ride Simon so that I can see you both enjoying it"
urged Anita.  Simon and I rolled as one, and as I straddled him I
felt his cock sink deeply into my eager cunt.  Anita and I were
facing each other, and I could clearly see her pussy lips sliding
up and down on Gary's tool, and she could no doubt see mine on
Simon's.  Anita leaned towards me, and pulled me closer so that we
were able to french-kiss each other as we rode the boys' cocks. 
Simultaneously, we began fondling each others' breasts, and
pinching each others' nipples.  I had never felt so aroused, and it
soon became clear that the boys found the sight equally arousing. 
With a series of grunts and screams, all four of us came virtually
together, and we collapsed into a heap on the bed.

After showering and a breakfast, we drove through to Anita's Aunt
Carol (who pressed for details on our night's partying).  On the
return trip, we managed to find a place to pull off the road, where
we had a last quick fuck, before being dropped at the bus station. 
 From there we walked back to the dormitory, dressed in our virginal
best appropriate to a visit to Anita's ageing aunt!


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