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************************* Read Me First ***************************** 
My erotic fiction stories are for adults only.  If you are not at least 
twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains 
explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it 
is illegal to do so.  Some real places are described, but all the 
characters and most places in my stories are completely fictional.  Any 
resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and 
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Mrs. James Wentworth Preston  (a Pen Name)  Copyright 2002
************************ Thank You ********************************** 

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston - Chapter 77 - Fern Grotto

**********Story Prolog***************
My name is Justine and this is my  story.  My Husband James and I live 
in small-town, Midwest USA with my nineteen year old Son, Junior, and 
Maryann, our eighteen year old Daughter.

This story is about my family getting an STD check-up in Hawaii, then 
going shopping, and Emily's visit to the Honor's College Dormitory (HCD) 
for a very personal tour by two Deans.. Sometimes these tales get pretty 
wild.  I write about what I know or what others tell me they did.  They 
say it's all true!

In this chapter Louisa, a vacationing pre-med student, drives us and a 
young couple from Canada, Jason and Angel, to breakfast, Dr. Ho's 
clinic, and then to the big city of Lihue for haircuts and shopping.  At 
the HCD, Dean Sandra Watson shows Emily and Dean Kate Stevens some very 
special things about the unique educational facility.

Previous chapters can be found in the archives at ASSTR.  Do a SUBJECT 
LINE SEARCH in the ASSM section and search on MRS JWP.  If you have any 
difficulty, send me a note and I'll forward to you some step by step 
instructions that Junior wrote.  All those options and stuff in ASSTR 
are confusing, but Junior's instructions are simple and easy to follow!
********Thanks for reading my stories**********
********Mrs. James Wentworth Preston********


Mrs. James Wentworth Preston

Chapter 77

Fern Grotto


Junior slipped out of the bungalow just after dawn, wearing his swim 
suit and a new Hawaiian shirt his Mom had bought him in Honolulu.  
Carrying his wireless phone, he wandered barefoot around the small 
cottage on the trail through the wooded gardens that surrounded the 
vacation rental.  All the flowering bushes and trees were beautiful in 
the early morning light of Hanalei, Kauai.

He'd woken up next to his Sister, eased out of bed, and gone from the 
lanai, where they'd slept, into the kitchen.  He started a pot of Kona 
coffee as his Dad had explained it to him the day before.  He didn't 
have much experience with stove-top percolators, but he'd know in ten 
minutes if he'd made it correctly.

Junior found a place to sit on a cement bench in a niche along the path, 
called Emily, and said, "I love you!" when she answered.

"I love you too darling!  I'm so happy you called.  I miss you 
terribly!"

"You alright?" Junior asked.  "You sound kinda out of it."

"I've been taking a nap," Emily confessed.

"What?  I didn't know you took naps during the middle of the day."

"Well, I got in so late last night, and *someone* did wake me up after I 
was sound asleep, and then. . . . "

"I'm sorry honey," Junior interrupted her, "I won't do it again."

"No!  You call when ever you want," Emily insisted.  "I love talking to 
you anytime!  Just let me finish!  Then at 6 AM, Liz starts beating on 
my door loud enough to wake the whole dorm!"

"Oh!  I see," Junior replied.

"Naturally she wanted know all about my evening with John and Susan, but 
what she really wanted to tell me was all about her date with C.C., or 
actually about the sex test she gave him."

"Really?  Oh yes!  You told me about that.  How did it go?"

"Great!  She was really happy!  C.C. got an 'A' in every part with a 
special commendation from her for his pussy licking skill," Emily 
giggled.  "It seems that he spent quite a few hours on the Internet 
reading about cunnilingus and how to please a woman.  Liz was very 
impressed."

"Good!  Hoo-ray for C.C."

"Yeah, I'll say!" Emily agreed.  "Liz made him out to be some kind of 
superman!  She said he fucked her four times and ate her out five times!  
She said that sex had never been so good!"

"She have a big, dreamy smile?" Junior asked.

"Goddess Above, yes!" Emily laughed.  "When he picked her up he brought 
her this huge bouquet of flowers and told her how ravishing she looked.  
All the way across campus to his dorm he kept stroking her butt, telling 
her how hot she was.  They stopped three times to make out, just on the 
walk over!"

"That must have been something special," Junior agreed.

"Liz is so funny!" Emily chuckled.  "She wore this skimpy pleated skirt 
and crop top over her best white lace silk bra and panty set.  He pushed 
her up against trees in dark areas along the sidewalk and felt her pussy 
and tits as they kissed.  He had her so wet by the time they got to his 
room she complained to me that he'd ruined her underwear!"

"Horrors!" Junior laughed.

In fact, Liz was so hot that by the time he unlocked his room, she was 
ready to strip off her soggy panties and fuck right then in the middle 
of the floor.  C.C. had other ideas though.  He too had been coached by 
Justine not to let Liz go slut on him to soon.  He'd cleaned his room 
thoroughly and had lit some incense.

"Sandalwood," Liz had complained to Emily.  "I hate fucking sandalwood."

She didn't complain long when she saw that C.C. had prepared some snacks 
and drinks.  He had cold sodas and fresh grapes on ice.  He sat in his 
chair and they nibbled on grapes, Liz was sitting on his lap and happily 
twisting her crotch against his hardon through their clothes.  She got 
him to put on some music and they danced, or, as she said, "did some 
vertical fucking with their clothes on."

Quickly C.C. had Liz's blouse open and was kissing, licking her breasts, 
sucking her nipples through her bra.  One of his hands was under her 
dress, inside her panties feeling her butt.  Liz was just hanging on 
with her arms around his neck, enjoying the hell out this romance, when 
he took one hands and put it on his cock, which he'd pulled out of his 
pants.

"Hot and hard!" Liz had gasped.  "It was like an iron rod covered in 
soft, warm, pulsing flesh.  Now I was really hot to trot," Liz laughed.  
"But he danced me over to the chair, sat me down, knelt between my legs, 
draping them over his shoulders, and ate me right through my panties!"

"Wow!" Junior was impressed.

"Yeah, wow!" Emily agreed.  "After C.C. made her cum hard, he knelt up 
and popped a cold coke for her.  He lovingly pulled off her sopping 
panties and lay his head on her thigh, licking her pussy clean of her 
cum and girl juice."

No one else had ever done that to Liz and she loved the soft licks and 
kisses.  When C.C. stood up to pull off his shirt, Liz grabbed his cock 
and put it in her mouth while she unbuckled, unhooked, and unzipped his 
pants before pushing them down.  C.C. had stepped out of his loafers and 
pants, pulling away from Liz's sucking mouth.

"I don't want to cum yet," C.C. explained as he helped Liz out of her 
blouse.

They danced some more, C.C. naked and Liz in her skirt and bra.  He kept 
kissing her, his hands caressing her all over, especially under her 
skirt.  Liz made no pretense about what she wanted, she had both hands 
on his cock and balls, stroking, caressing, feeling, and jerking 
occasionally.  C.C. found the hooks to her bra and was soon sucking her 
nipples so sweetly that Liz creamed herself again.  Finally Liz fell 
back on the bed, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and demanded to be 
fucked.

C.C. knelt on the floor between her legs, scooted her ass to the edge of 
his bed, and began to slide his cock up and down her wet slit, banging 
her clit as he nursed at her breasts.  Liz was soon panting with lust, 
begging to be filled with his cock.

"When C.C. pushed his cock home into her, Liz exploded into orgasm," 
Emily reported.  "He didn't move.  He let her wrap her dancer's legs 
around his back and she humped herself on his cock until she couldn't 
hump any more.  C.C. got up then and got another drink.  He got on the 
bed, pulled her onto his lap, and held her lovingly as she sipped the 
coke."

"Good 'ole C.C.," Junior said.  

"Well, it seems to Liz that our 'Good 'ole C.C.' has a tongue at least a 
foot long!" Emily giggled.  "As she regained her composure, C.C. told 
her how beautiful she was and all that sort of love talk that drives us 
women wild.  He began to caress her too, feeling her breasts, ass, and 
pussy.  When he knelt on the bed at her feet, Liz thought he was going 
to lick her pussy some more.  He started licking and sucking her toes, 
slowly moving up each leg.  When he got to her knees, C.C. backed off, 
crossed her legs, and deftly rolled her over onto her stomach.  Again 
his kisses began, being very tender and gentle with the ticklish spot 
behind her knees.  Soon he was licking up the backs of her thighs to the 
hem of her skirt.  Easily he flipped up her skirt and kissed her ass."

"Nobody's ever kissed my butt before," Liz gushed, remembering her 
excitement.

"You mean 'Ass'," Emily corrected.

"Yes!  Ass!  He kissed my hot, fucking ass!" Liz agreed.  "It was 
wonderful!  He licked it all over and kissed it and sucked it and then. 
. . . then. . . . "

"Then what?" Emily asked excitedly.

"Then he," Liz paused, eyes sparkling as she remembered, "he licked down 
my crack and into my hole!"

"Really?"

"Really!  I never felt anything like it.  Girls have done me that way, 
and someone did last Saturday at Bob's and Patty's, but this was totally 
different.  He was so sweet, so loving," Liz's eyes glazed over as she 
told her story.  "His tongue softly licked my hole deeper and deeper.  I 
couldn't believe how good it felt!  When he pushed two fingers up my 
cunt," Liz giggled as she again used the nasty word, "and teased my 
clit, I came all over the place."

When Liz recovered, she found herself on her back, C.C. firmly buried 
deep in her pussy.  Happily she wrapped her arms and legs around him, 
kissing him wildly.

"I'm ready to cum now Liz baby," C.C. told her between kisses, "so fuck 
me like that slut you want to be!"

"Oh yes!" Liz cried and began to whip her hips up and down around his 
cock shaft.  "Fuck me you stud!  Fuck me and cum!  Give me all your hot 
cum!  Come on lover, fuck and cum!  Fuck and cum!"

It only took a few minutes for Liz to get C.C. to jet his man juice into 
her lusty loins.

"The rest of the night went about the same," Emily told Junior.  "They 
slept a little, C.C. would eat her through several cums, and then they'd 
fuck.  She'd been there all night and had just come in!  She pulled up 
her skirt and showed me her still swollen pussy!" Emily chuckled.  "She 
was all washed though.  They'd finished with a long shower and he had to 
drive her back, her legs were still too wobbly to walk straight."

"Sounds like Liz is in love!" Junior suggested.

"Oh yes!" Emily agreed.  "Very much so."

"I'll tell my Mom."

"No!  I'll do that!  I still need to tell her about my objection to you 
being some slut's fuck toy!  Don't you worry about Liz.  I'll tell your 
Mom.  Is she up yet?"

"No, not yet.  She's still sleeping.  She worked pretty hard last 
night."

"Work?  Justine?" Emily was flabbergasted.

Junior explained that his Mom's work was organizing the complicated 
seven person mini-orgy, with two of the participants banned from sex 
with the others because they'd not been verified STD safe.

"So who are these people?" Emily asked.  "Doug?  Jason?  And Angel?"

Junior explained about Doug the bartender and meeting Jason and Angel on 
the beach the evening before.

"They saved you?" Emily asked amazed.

"No, no.  I was just floating, dreaming about you, and the tide was 
carrying me out.  I just swam back to the beach and thanked them.  I 
took them to Doug's bar and fed them.  Maryann came in, heard an 
exaggerated story, and called Mom.  She and Dad came over right away.  
We ate and listened to Jason's and Angel's incredible tales of living in 
Na Pali, the tropical rain forest, for over a year without clothes, 
money, or any modern conveniences.  It's quite a story."

"So I suppose, besides this Louisa whore," Emily complained, "you're 
supposed to fuck this new slut, Angel."

"Oh no!" Junior defended himself.  "Besides, she's not STD safe!"

"I think I'm going to call you Mother right now and have a little chat!" 
Emily was angry.

"No wait!" Junior begged.  "I see them coming.  Jason and Angel.  
They've brought me coffee!"

Jason and Angel were indeed bringing Junior some of the coffee he'd 
made.

"We woke up and smelled the coffee," Jason explained.  "No one was 
around, but I saw that you were the only one gone from bed in the 
lanai."

"I poured cold water on top to settle the grounds," Angel added in her 
sweet English accent.  "It tastes pretty good!"

"Here!" Junior took a coffee from Angel and handed her the little phone.  
"It's my girl.  Back at college.  Tell her I didn't fuck you.  And 
haven't even tried!"

Angel looked at the strange plastic toy-like wireless telephone and held 
it to her ear, "Hello!  Hello!  Is anyone there?"

"Her name is Emily!" Junior blurted out.  "You don't have to yell.  It 
works really well."

"Emily!  This is Angel!"

"Hi Angel.  Thanks for saving Junior from the tide.  I appreciate it."

"You're welcome.  Your Dreamer is quite a guy.  And no, we've not had 
sex."

"Good!  I mean. . . . I mean I'm sorry," Emily confessed.  "I'm just 
lonely and a little bit upset that Justine seems to want my guy to screw 
all the girls she finds."

"Dreamer is kind of cute, but my guy Jason is more my cup of tea.  He's 
a smashing lover!"

Jason laughed and took the phone from Angel, "Emily?  This is Jason.  
Your guy Junior has been very gentlemanly.  Now his Sister, she's was 
very wicked!"

"What do you mean?" Emily asked.

Before Jason could answer, Junior grabbed back his telephone, "let me 
talk to my girl.  Hi honey!  I'm back."

"What did Jason mean that Maryann was very wicked," Emily wanted to 
know.

"She used a strap-on to massage Jason's prostrate while he was fucking 
Angel," Junior replied matter-of-factly.

"Oh!  I see," Emily said, a little ashamed that she pried into their 
private sex life.  "So what are you guys going to do today?"

"We're going to have breakfast.  Louisa's taking us to someplace new.  
Then we're going to the local STD checkup place.  Afterward, Mom wants 
to buy Jason and Angel some clothes.  You should see them.  This morning 
Angel is wearing one of my shirts and Jason has on a pair of my swim 
trunks.  They're pretty skinny after all the time they've been in the 
rain forest.  Mom and Maryann are going to take Angel to a salon for a 
haircut.  I guess Dad and I will take Jason to a barber.  He needs a 
haircut too," Junior laughed.

"Well, that sounds nice.  Oh!  Look at the time.  I've got to get up and 
go to meet Kate and Sandra."

"Okay sweetie.  Have fun over at HCD!  I love you."

"I love you too darling.  Take care!"

"Yes!  I will.  Good bye lover!"

"Good bye Emily," Junior said and powered off his telephone.

"Nice girl," Jason told Junior.

"Yes!  Thanks!" Junior saluted them with his cup of coffee.  "And thanks 
for helping with the coffee.  It does taste good."

"Ummmmm!  Yes!" Angel agreed.  "Like they say in Na Pali, it's Bitch'n!"

Junior moved over to one side of the bench to let Jason sit with Angel 
in his lap.  They chatted about the evening before, Angel and Jason 
really happy with the Preston family's acceptance of them during their 
time of need.

"Junior!" called Maryann from back up the trail.

"Over here Sis," Junior called back.

Maryann wandered around the trail, naked, and found the three sitting on 
the bench laughing and sipping coffee.  She sat on her brother's lap, 
rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"I woke up and you were gone," she complained.  "I need you!"

"Oh!" Junior replied.  "I just came out to call Emily and didn't want to 
disturb you."

"I want to be disturbed," Maryann cooed.  "You know what I need?"

"What do you need?" Jason asked, eyeing her lush body.  "You sure took 
care of me last night.  Can I help you now?"

"No," Maryann replied as she slipped off Junior's lap, knelt before him, 
pulled down his swim suit, and began to suck his cock hard.

"She wants a wake-up fuck," Junior added as Maryann slurped up and down 
his now hard cock.  "I hope you don't mind, do you?" he asked them as he 
stood and knelt between his Sister's spread legs as she lay back in the 
grass between some flowering plants.

"No," Angel sputtered with surprise as Junior began to gently fuck 
Maryann.

"That's a good idea," Jason decided.  "Are you ready for some loving?"

"Jolly good idea," Angel replied as she unbuttoned her shirt.  "Will you 
eat me a little first?"

"No problem," Jason agreed as he dropped the swim trunks he'd borrowed 
from Junior.

Angel lay back beside Maryann and Jason got her good and wet with his 
talented tongue.  Soon they were fucking too.  Maryann came easily and 
often, moaning out her pleasure.  Angel was happily cumming before Jason 
put his cock in her and sang out loudly as he fucked her into cum after 
cum while the rising sun poked it's rays through the overhead palm 
trees.

About a half an hour later the four lovers lay in the grass satisfied.  
That's where James found them.

"So here's where you young folks have come," he laughed.  "Or come to 
cum!"

"Hi Daddy," Maryann giggled and sat up, reaching to caress her Father's 
cock through his pants.  "You want to cum too?"

"No sweetheart, your Mother took real good care of me just a little 
while ago.  She's on the phone with Louisa now, so you guys better get 
in, clean up, and get dressed.  You kids help Jason and Angel get some 
decent clothes to wear to breakfast.  And don't bother your Mother.  
Seems like Louisa's a little pissed that she didn't get to tie you up 
Maryann, like you did her.  Your Mother is calming her down and doesn't 
need any interruptions.  Okay?"

"Right Dad," Junior replied as he hopped up, helping Jason and Angel to 
their feet.

They all went back into the cottage, showered, and dressed.  Maryann got 
Angel into one of her skimpy sun dresses, which fit her nicely since she 
was so much smaller.  Junior loaned Jason the swimsuit he'd worn 
earlier, a Hawaiian shirt his Mom had bought him, and a pair of sandals.

"Keep and eye on me," Jason laughed.  "I'm not used to wearing shoes."

When Louisa honked her rental car horn outside their bungalow, they were 
all ready and piled into the car.  Justine and James sat in front with 
Louisa, the kids sat in the back, the girls on the guys' laps.

"You bitch!" Louisa cussed at Maryann, looking over her shoulder at her 
sitting in Junior's lap.  "You fuckn' tied me up and gagged me!  I want 
payback!"

Justine stroked Louisa's thigh below her shorts and cooed, "It's okay!  
It's okay.  You don't have to shout.   I'm sure Maryann will let you tie 
her up.  Won't you honey?"

"Sure," Maryann giggled.  "That'll be kewl."

"See?" Justine calmed Louisa.  "Maybe I'll come and watch.  Would you 
like that?"

"Yeah. . . . well. . . . when?" Louisa asked.

"Today.  Tomorrow.  As soon as we get a chance," Justine replied.

"Okay," Louisa pouted.  "But I'd better get a chance to tie and gag her 
like she did me!"

"You will.  You will," Justine reassured her.  "Come on.  Let's get 
going.  I'm hungry.  Where are you taking us?"

"The Kapaa Diner," Louisa said as she drove down and around on Kuhio 
Highway the 23 miles to Kapaa where she took them to her favorite 
local's breakfast place in the Coconut Marketplace, part of the Coconut 
Beach Resort.


*******************************

Emily had on a pair of sexy yellow carpi pants that fit her like another 
skin with a royal purple halter top that displayed her large breasts 
beautifully.  Her white sandal clogs made her ass twitched nicely as she 
walked over to the HCD (the Honor's College Dormitory) to meet Deans 
Kate Stevens and Sandra Watson for a personal tour of the facility.  She 
had her new straw bag over her shoulder containing her wireless phone, a 
notepad and pen, and the other necessities of a college girl's life.

"Honk!  Honk!" a car horn beeped near Emily.

She looked over and saw Kate and Sandra, the two Deans she was going to 
meet.

"Hey!" Sandra called from the passenger seat of Kate's little Miata 
convertible.  "You want a ride?"

"Sure," Emily replied, trotting over to the little car.  "But where am I 
going to sit?" she asked, seeing the little Toyota Miata had only two 
seats.

Sandra swung the passenger door open and patted her bare legs below her 
shorts, "Why, right here on my lap.  It's only across campus!"

"Okay," Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling under her new sunglasses.  She 
wanted to get closer to Sandra, the sexy Honor's College Dean, and this 
seemed like a good start.  "We used to ride like this a lot at Saint 
Joan's," Emily laughed, knowing that both Deans graduated from the same 
prep school as she had.  Emily wiggled her butt a little on Sandra's 
lap, hoping she felt the heat from her bare butt.  Because her capri 
pants were so tight, she only wore a skimpy thong panty underneath.

Sandra did indeed feel the heat from Emily's bottom and hoped to get a 
better feel of her ass as soon as she could.  When Emily put her arm 
around Sandra's shoulders and turned to talk to Kate as she drove, 
Emily's large boobs mashed delightfully into Sandra's face.  Sandra 
sighed as her pussy gushed, wetting the crotch of her panties.  Sandra 
fought back the urge to suck into her mouth Emily's nipple that 
protruded from her tight cotton halter, hoping her control would hold 
until they got to the HCD.

They arrived at the dorm complex and Kate parked right in front by one 
of the No Parking signs, "They don't enforce those rules during summer 
session," Kate declared with snicker.

"Especially when two Deans are in the car," Emily laughed.

With a Dean on each arm, Emily was led into the cool quiet of the main 
entrance of the HCD.  Sandra introduced Margaret, the HCD student 
working the front desk, to Emily and Sandra before obtaining a master 
key and showing Emily and Dean Stevens around the Honor's College Dorm 
complex.

"I'd like to think that what we've seen, the media center, the artist's 
lofts, the theater, music, and dance practice rooms, and the computer 
center are the crown jewels of HCD," Sandra said as she led Kate and 
Emily into the dining area, "but I know that the real heart is right 
here in this cafeteria.  Now it's dark and empty, but beginning two 
weeks before fall term, it'll be open again 24 hours a day.  Except 
during regular meal hours, students can pull out these wall dividers and 
make group study areas.  You know that there's a scheduled performance 
during each meal.  The interaction is just fantastic.  One day we might 
have a string quartet playing for the early risers and the next day 
it'll be a stand-up comic.  Lunch is pretty hectic here, so short 
musical talents might be provided, say a soloist or a small combo.  One 
of the most popular noontime acts last spring was a mime troupe.  You 
didn't have to hear them, only see them.  Playing off some of the many 
humorous situations that happen around her, they were hilariously funny.  
Everyone who took the time to pay attention to their performance really 
loved it."

Emily was trying to show interest, but Kate's caressing hand on her butt 
kept distracting her.  "Is this where I could give my cocksucking 
demonstrations and classes?" Emily asked, remembering that she had 
earlier suggested that in front of the two Deans at Uncle Bob's house.

"Right!" Sandra laughed, "assuming, of course, that the SOB group would 
approve a cocksucking event."

"I'd approve," Kate said as she slipped her hand down Emily's yellow 
capri pants covered ass and slipped between her legs to rub up against 
her pussy.  "Maybe she could show some of her pussy eating skills too!"

Sandra turned and studied Kate's and Emily's faces, wondering what Kate 
was hinting at.  She noticed a movement between Emily's legs and saw 
Kate's hand cupping her pussy from underneath.  Sandra immediately 
understood and leaned in to kiss Emily hotly.

Cupping Emily's breasts through her purple halter, Sandra broke the kiss 
and cooed, "Would you like to do that too Emily?"

"Hmmmmm," Emily sighed, getting hot from Kate's expert caresses, "I 
think I'd love to be the subject of such a demonstration.  Have you ever 
given one Sandra?  Or you Kate?"

"Lots and lots," Kate replied softly, now snuggled up tight against 
Emily's back, scraping her braless tits against Emily's mostly bare 
back.  "I've been showing Sandra some clever things to do with her 
tongue on wet labia and inner vulva tissues.  Maybe she could give you a 
little demonstration.  Hmmmm Sandra?"

"Oh yes!" Sandra cooed, feeling Emily's hard nipples under her halter, 
"I'd love to give her a demonstration.  Would you like that Emily?"

Emily swallowed hard, trying to keep control of her senses, replied, 
"Yeah!  I'd like that a lot!"

"Good!" Sandra said and took Emily's hand.  "Come with me and I'll show 
you a special place in our dining hall."

Sandra led them to the empty serving counters and a locked door at one 
end by the cashier stand, "Like I said earlier, we keep the cafeteria 
open all day and night.  Students are hired, in teams of two, to oversee 
the overnight sales of coffee, tea, and soft drinks, as well as prepared 
packaged food and snacks.  When things get slow, one of the pair can 
catch some sleep in here!"

Sandra unlocked the door, swung it open, and flipped on the light.  
Inside the room was a twin bed, a toilet and sink, and a dresser and 
closet for personal items, all for the use of the on-duty student 
attendants.

"It's been said that more fucking and sucking goes on in here than 
sleeping, but I myself have never personally known that to be true."

"Until now," Emily giggled as she deftly unbuttoned Sandra's blouse to 
expose her well filled lacy bra.  "I think that it's good for the Dean 
to have first-hand experiences of such phenomena," Emily suggested as 
her finger tips danced around on the bare flesh of the upper swells of 
Sandra's breasts.  "I know that book learning is valuable, but practical 
experience is the best teacher.  Don't you agree Kate?"

"Yes," Kate sighed as she loosened Emily's pants and began to pull them 
down.  "I haven't stripped tight capri pants off a young girl in years."  
One of Kate's hands slipped into the front of Emily's open pants and 
felt her sopping wet thong panties and the hot cunt mound beneath them.  
"Yes, this is good practice!"

Sandra had stripped off her blouse and bra, enjoying Emily's suckling of 
her nipples as she worked to get her shorts off, "You suck tittie really 
nice, Emily.  You must have been practicing too."

"Hmmmm!" Emily moaned around Sandra's nipple because Kate had pulled her 
tight pants down to mid-thigh and pushed her face into Emily's ass 
crack.  Her deft tongue easily found Emily's asshole and was teasing it 
sexily.

"Who's been teaching you?" Sandra asked again, wearing only her panties 
as she began to work Emily's halter off her big breasts.

"Junior's Mom and Sister," Emily blurted out, crossing her arms and 
jerking her top up and over her large breasts, tossing it into a corner, 
her heavy breasts jiggling and bouncing with the motion.  "Ahhhhhhh!" 
Emily groaned as Sandra massaged both of her tits as she sucked each 
nipple hard.

Emily stepped out of her sandals and pants that Kate had pushed down.  
Kate got the gusset of her thong panties between her teeth and easily 
pulled them down.

"Oh Goddess Above!" Emily cried as Kate's tongue found her asshole again 
while her fingers danced up and down her hairless pussy slit.

Sandra saw that Kate was trying to eat Emily out before she got her 
chance and quickly pulled Emily to the bed, "You lay down, spread those 
beautiful legs, and get ready to cum!"

As Sandra began to kiss and lick Emily's upper thighs, Kate stood and 
watched the lust grow in Emily's eyes and across her face.  Though 
Sandra was only ten years or so older than Emily, Kate was nearer 40 
years older.  She knew she didn't have a hard, nubile youthful body like 
Emily, but hers was in fine shape.  She worked out daily, ate well, and 
didn't smoke, drink to excess, or have any nasty drug habits.  She also 
knew that sucking Emily's pussy was something Sandra had been dreaming 
about so she didn't want to interfere with her lust, but decided that 
sitting on Emily's face would be nearly as exciting as eating her.

Kate found the tie to her wrap-around dress, loosened it, and tossed off 
her garment with a flourish.  She jerked off her soaked panties and 
tossed them onto her dress.  Kneeling beside Emily, Kate palmed her 
sizable tits and began to suck and lick them.

"Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" Emily cried as she felt both Deans' intimate caresses.  
"That's so nice!" she gushed, beginning to squirm with the intense 
pleasure.

The Honor's College Dean held back her lust as she gently nibbled and 
licked on Emily's bare labia, driving her crazy with her teasing.

"Eat me!  Oh yes!  Eat me!" Emily panted.

Sandra looped her arms around Emily's thighs and held her pussy open 
with both hands.  Sandra, still in control, paused to gaze at the lust 
bright pink interior of the vulva, glistening with aromatic pheromones.  
'So beautiful!  So sexy!  God, I'm going to love this!" Sandra thought, 
then gave into her lust and buried her face in Emily's hot, wet slit.

"Goddess above!" Emily cried as she arched up to Sandra's tongue and 
climaxed hard.

Kate continued to tease Emily's nipples with her hands as she kissed her 
through her orgasm.  "I just knew you'd be a hot one!" Dean Stevens 
cooed between kisses.  "You cum so sweetly!"  Kate waited until Emily 
had regained her senses and then got up to kneel over her head.  "Eat me 
darling!  I need a cum too!"

Emily began to lick out the elderly woman and quickly realized that she 
used a sexy strawberry flavored douche.  It flamed Emily's senses and 
she began a frantic pussy sucking and licking, striving to make the Dean 
cum quickly.  Down below, Sandra had twisted around to scissor her legs 
with Emily's, mashing their pussies and clits delightfully together.  
Emily's natural sexiness had her humping her groin wildly into Sandra's, 
making Sandra spiral toward her own cum.

"Oh Fuck!" Kate cussed, gushing her cum and sweet juice all over Emily's 
face, followed quickly by Sandra's polite, "OH YES!  Ah!  Ah!  Oh yes!" 
as she too climaxed.

Kate shook off the foggy webs of her sexual high and, seeing that Emily 
still humped her wanting pussy at an unresponsive Sandra, leaned down 
and began to tongue and suck Emily's still unsatisfied cunt.  Emily kept 
eating Kate as, together, they alternately made each other cum and cum 
and cum.

Sandra came out of her orgasmic thrills and saw that her spot between 
Emily's legs was now occupied by Kate.  Freeing her legs from Emily's, 
Sandra sat back and pleasured herself, something she had become quite 
good at doing.  Dean Watson's personal code of hands-off-HC-students, 
only violated here with a *future* HC student, left her only frequent 
solo sex to relieve her frustrations inspired by all the young hard 
bodies of the students, both male and female.  She massaged her breasts, 
tweaked her nipples, and strummed her fingers over her still engorged 
clit.

When Emily and Kate finally were sated, they noticed Sandra playing with 
herself.  Together they teamed up to finger, kiss, lick, tongue, and 
suck Sandra through a whole series of happy cums.

The women loved, played, and lounged together for over an hour, trying 
every sex combination that the three of them could imagine.  As they 
talked, Emily asked softly about safe sex and the anti-STD medical group 
called Sweetpea.

"Oh, we have a video about that!" Sandra laughed.  "Once it became 
obvious that there was no way we could control the sexual activities of 
HCD students, we re-directed our energies to a program promoting safe 
sex.  We show a video to all the incoming students about the necessity 
for safe sex and the usefulness of testing by the Sweetpea group."

"Does everybody belong?" Emily asked.

"Mostly everyone," Kate replied, herself a big supporter of Sweetpea, 
"and now only a handful of the non-first year students don't get regular 
check-ups and an STD clearance of potential sexual partners.

"Would you like to see the video?" Sandra asked Emily.

"Sure," Emily replied, looking about for a TV and VCR.

"Not here," Sandra replied, getting off the bed to pick up her shorts 
and blouse.  "Get dressed Emily.  We'll go to the 'Oh Dee Room'."

"Oderum?" Emily asked as she wriggled into her tight pants with the help 
Kate's caressing hands.  Emily had left off her thong underwear, as had 
Sandra.

"It stands for 'Old Dean's Room'," Kate laughed.

"It was where I stayed," Sandra added.  "It was called 'The Dean's Room' 
by the HCD students.  I moved out within two months and now it's a guest 
room here for distinguished visiting artists, poets, scientists, 
lecturers, and whoever might be the guest of the Honor's College and 
willing to stay here.  I certainly wouldn't!"

"What happened?" Emily asked, amazed that Sandra would leave her 
students.

"It has to do with authority.  I was the authority figure here and found 
it was counter-productive to what was supposed to happen," Sandra 
admitted.  "I expected the students to govern themselves, with the older 
students providing the guiding hand.  After all, they're supposed to be 
the best and smartest in the University.  Unfortunately, every form of 
self-government we tried here didn't work because I was physically here.  
Instead of settling problems among themselves, they came to me."

"It was a fucking mess over here," Kate added as she tied her wrap-
around skirt on, after she'd loving helped Emily into her tight halter 
top.

"I couldn't sleep," Sandra sighed.  "They'd wake me at 4AM to get me to 
decide who was supposed to be watching the front desk.  I'd go to 
endless meetings that lasted until 2AM concerning how many Christmas 
trees would be allowed for decoration during the holidays, when they'd 
be permitted to go up, when they'd came down, and who would pay for 
them.  It was a terrible situation.  Since I had final authority, and 
lived right down the hall, all disputes ended up with me, unless someone 
would compromise their position, which didn't happen very often."

"Oh!" Emily understood, shoving her underwear into her purse, as did 
Kate and Sandra into theirs.

"So I moved out.  Things here haven't always been better without me 
being here 24 hours a day, but, all-in-all, after four years, it's a far 
better place now than it's ever been," Sandra concluded as they walked 
out through the cafeteria and out a back exit into a hall.  "Down here!" 
she led Kate and Emily.  At the end of the hall, near an exit to the 
parking lot, they came to a door without a number; only the letters 'O' 
and 'D'.

"Some students say it means OD as in 'Over Dose'," Sandra laughed.  "I 
suppose I did over dose on these kids, but it was strictly academic.  
They couldn't grow and mature like they needed to with "Dorm Mom Watson' 
hanging around all the time."

"Besides," Kate giggled as she and Emily followed Sandra into the OD 
room, "all those stiff hard young clits and cocks nearly drove her 
crazy!"

"It was incredible.  They wore next to nothing and fucked like minks day 
and night," Sandra agreed.  "At three in the morning I hear a tap on my 
door and find a naked girl, nipples and clit swollen with cum leaking 
out of her pussy, asking me to tell her boyfriend to go back to his own 
room because she has to get some sleep for an early morning exam."

"Sounds like fun, huh Emily?" Kate chuckled.

"Then the guy comes running up, naked too, hard cock bouncing along, 
telling me that the girl lost a bet with him and he was entitled to 
spend the *whole* night with her, as agreed," Sandra continued as she 
closed the door.  "I saw that cock and my pussy gushed.  I almost took 
the kid to my bed, to keep him from the girl.  There was sex 
everywhere."

"That's when they made the video," Kate ventured as she and Emily sat on 
the couch facing the TV and VCR.

"Yes," Sandra replied, opening a locked drawer with a key on her 
personal key ring, "and I still have the original copy that was banned 
by President James because, in his words, "it was just simply blatant, 
gratuitous sex!"  I don't think it's as bad as pornography, but . . . . 
"

" . . . . but," Kate continued, "it's one really hot video!  Makes me 
cream my pants every time I see it!"

Sandra pulled out a tape, powered on the TV and VCR, inserted the tape, 
and fiddled with the controls until the image appeared of the University 
Seal with the Honor's College logo super-imposed on it.  Holding the 
remote, Dean Watson sat on the couch with Kate, Emily between them.

The video started with bubbles.  Lots and lots of soap bubbles with tiny 
spotlights dancing beautifully through them.  The bubbles got closer and 
closer to the camera and finally enveloped it.  Then fingers were seen 
wiping off the lens, then a cloth drying it of any soap residue.  When 
removed, the camera was again looking at bubbles, until a hand slithered 
through the bubbles, pushing them away from a firm brown breast and a 
stiff pink nipple.

"Oh!" gasped Emily, surprised.

"The videography is excellent," Sandra said softly, not wanting to break 
the mood of the video.

Sensuously the bubbles on a brown girl were swept away to expose a young 
Betty, the girl that Junior, Emily, and Liz had met when they visited to 
turn in the housing and parking forms.

"That's Betty!" Emily cried out.

"Yes!" Sandra sighed.  "Beautiful, isn't she?"

"Hmmm hmmm!" Kate agreed.

A woman's voice began to tell about being clean and keeping clean, 
"especially to avoid sexually transmitted diseases, or STDs, as we call 
them."

"One of President James' objections was," Sandra told them, "that the 
announcers were un-professional.  I don't think it's that bad, but the 
re-edited video is much easier to follow."

As the woman announcer talked about the seriousness of personal hygiene 
and safe sex practices, Betty does a breast lump test, a labia and vulva 
inspection with a mirror, and gives her self a douche and an enema.

"This is strange," Emily whispered as the video changed to focus in on a 
guy washing his cock, balls, and ass.

The voice continued to talk about safe sex and keeping away from unclean 
people.  The screen image was now of the guy jacking off.  "You should 
be careful about who you sleep with," the voice said as the video cut to 
a minute of a hotly fucking couple.  Again the video went back to the 
guy, only now there was hand fondling his balls.  This hand had 
manicured fingernails with bright red polish.  Soon the guy's hand on 
his cock was replaced by another smaller hand with red nail polish.  
"Even if you don't have any penetration," the announcer continued, "you 
can still receive an HIV positive infection."  The camera moved back to 
see a girl's two hands jerking the cock and suddenly a spurt of cum 
jetted out.  The screen faded to black and then lightened again to show 
Betty's beautiful brown face being spattered with jism, which dripped 
off her nose and chin.  Suddenly the film stopped and a large red circle 
with a diagonal red stripe across it over Betty's frozen face and 
licking tongue emphasized the announcer's point, "Don't do this without 
checking your partner out with Sweetpea first!"

The announcer continued on over a variety of scenes of sexual activity, 
"Just because he's a good buddy or she's too sweet to have any disease 
isn't any protection at all."  The video showed quick shots of girls 
doing girls, guys doing guys, guy/gal sex, and all sorts of group 
activity.  "One infected person can infect a whole group of your friends 
in one wild evening.  Even *YOU* can be infected unless you insist that 
you and your friends *ALL* be check regularly and *ALWAYS* be sure that 
any sexual partner is declared STD safe *BEFORE* you begin a 
relationship."

"It does have the right message," Sandra admitted.

"Only the wrong pictures!" Kate cracked.

The announcer began a clinical explanation of partner-less sex, or solo 
sex, with graphic medical book drawings showing the vulva, clitoris, 
vagina, breasts, nipples, and anus on a woman.  The same was done for 
men, including a medical description of the prostrate and how to find 
it, just had been the case with the G-spot in women.

Betty appeared again naked on the screen as the announcer described how 
a woman masturbates.  She played with her breasts and nipples to excite 
herself, then dropped a hand to play with her pussy.  The video cut to a 
guy jacking off and teasing his balls as the announcer described what he 
was doing.

"It is an education video after all," giggled Emily, now beginning to 
get excited.

Kate next to her had loosened her dress and had one hand inside her 
bodice and the other roaming under her warp-around skirt.  Sandra had 
opened her shorts and blouse and, like Kate, was caressing her breasts 
and pussy too.  They knew what was coming next.

Emily looked back to the video and saw that the guy with the long 
erection was sitting down on a blue exercise mat and lying back, 
throwing his legs up over his head.  The guy was pulling on his hips, 
pulling his cock to his waiting mouth.  With an arch of his neck, he 
took half on his cock into his mouth.

"Goddess Above!" Emily gasped, watching the guy pump his cock in and out 
of his mouth, sucking himself.  "Did Doctor James see this?"

"Uh huh!" Kate moaned as she began to unsnap Emily's pants.  "Emily!  
Get those pants down!" she ordered.

Sandra grabbed the front of Emily's halter and jerked it down, baring 
her breasts.

"Watch!" is all Sandra said as she and Kate returned to playing with 
themselves as they watched the screen.

Emily cupped her breasts and felt a spark of sex fire shoot from her 
nipples to her clit.  Without a moments thought, Emily dropped a hand to 
her pussy and began to stroke her clit too.

The guy on the film was taking nearly all his cock into his mouth and, 
before Emily could even wonder how this guy could do this, the guy 
speared a finger into his ass, twisted it around a couple of times, and 
then jerked his legs wildly as he spurted his cum into his own mouth, a 
little dripping out down the side of his face.

Emily, closer to orgasm than she thought possible, was both happy and 
sad when the scene faded to black.  Before she could say anything, the 
announcer continued with talk about female masturbation as Betty 
appeared on the screen, playing with herself.  She too pulled out an 
exercise mat and, like the guy before, lay on her back, and lifted her 
legs over her head so that her pussy was close to her mouth.

"No!" Emily laughed, "She can't do that!  Can she?"

"Just watch!" Sandra again insisted.

Emily watched astonished as Betty pulled her hips down with her hands 
and began to lick her own pussy.  Betty was a careful, deliberate 
licker, teasing herself as she lapped up her own cunt juice.  This scene 
went on much longer than the one with the guy and was totally erotic.  
The announcer was quiet as soft music played, setting an erotic tone to 
the lewd exhibition.  Betty was now getting close to orgasm.  Her face 
was as bright red as her inner labia and her moans and groans were 
louder than the music.  Betty suddenly let go of her ass, lifted up a 
vibrator from the floor so the other hand could turn it on, and quickly 
reached around her hips and pushed it into her ass.

"OHMYGOD!" Emily yelled, feeling her own anus clamp down in a powerful 
orgasm from her dancing fingers on her clit and nipples.

As Betty fucked her ass and sucked her clit in the video, her body 
tightened and relaxed with her climaxes, a little glistening cum rivulet 
trickling down her labia for her to lap up like a thirsty kitten.

"Uh!  Uh!  Uh!" Sandra panted as her own loins jerked in orgasm.

"Oh FUCK!  I'M CUMMING TOO!" Kate gasped, arching her hips up to her 
plunging fingers.

Betty quickly had a final big spasm and collapsed, her legs lashing out 
and dropping back to the floor.

"We strongly suggest abstinence or solo sex rather than risk infection," 
the announcer added over video clips of couples holding hands 
romantically and groups of guys and girls laughing and talking.  "We 
highly recommend that you go to the Sweetpea group and get an STD check 
up.  Even if you've never had any kind of sex at all, do it!  Get 
yourself a clean check-up and maybe that special guy or gal you've been 
wanting to get to know better might just find out that you're ready, 
available, and *SAFE*."

The rest of the film explained how to contact the Sweetpea group, their 
fee policy, and how to get more information about Sweetpea and STDs in 
general.  The final scene was of an American flag blowing in the breeze 
with the song: "America the Beautiful", playing softly while the 
announcer said that all Americans were free to choose what they do with 
whom, "it's only *smart* and *safe* to prevent you and your friends from 
disease infection."  The End.

The video clicked off and automatically rewound itself.

"Wow!" Emily sighed, pulling her fingers from her sopping pussy and 
licking them.  "That was naughty, wasn't it?"

"Disgusting!" Dean Kate Stevens agreed with a laugh, adjusting her warp-
around dress to cover herself again.

"I love that fucking video," Sandra sighed as she too dressed, pulling 
up her shorts and buttoning her blouse.

"You know," Emily confessed as she wiggled into her pants and halter 
again, "I'm supposed to go see Betty while I'm here.  She wants to show 
me her room and how it can be fixed up for comfort."

"Oh my!" Sandra said, knowing exactly Betty's intentions by inviting 
Emily to her room.

"That Betty can surely show you how to get comfortable," Kate giggled.

"Well, I'd better go now," Emily explained, looking at her watch.  "She 
has a rehearsal at 5:30 and it's after 4 o'clock already.  I'll find my 
way.  She told me she's in room #309."

"Don't be silly," Sandra replied.  "We'll walk you up.  I want to show 
you where yours and Junior's rooms will be assigned," Sandra said 
softly, "that is, if you'll have us."

Emily turned and stared at Sandra.  She'd forgotten that she was 
supposed to be deciding if she wanted to be in the Honor's College or 
not, including staying in the HCD.  She quickly recovered and replied, 
"Oh! I didn't know that the SOBs (Social Opportunities Board members) 
had met and set the room assignments."

"Well, . . . actually. . . . " Sandra admitted as she moved to the door, 
"I fucked the Head SOB, that's what the wanabe chairman calls himself 
now.  He expects to unseat CC.  I didn't pressure him then about you two 
guy's needs.  I knew he wanted something.  When he asked, I bartered his 
request with my desire to get you two your rooms as you requested."

"What did you barter with?" Emily asked.

"Yes. What exactly did he want?" Kate asked, blocking the door, 
preventing Sandra from escaping the question.

"He. . . . " Sandra paused, "he wanted me to sleep with his girlfriend.  
I was stunned!  She's an off-campus HC student and a member of the SOB 
too.  She's a hottie.  A killer body.  Beautiful long blond hair and 
face.  She used to strut around here in her bra and panties and drove me 
crazy with lust.  She'd moved off campus this past year and I've only 
lusted her from afar during SOB meetings."

"Did you?" Emily asked, wide-eyed.  "Sleep with her?  Did you?"

"Yes, after a bit of haggling," Sandra laughed as she stepped toward the 
door.  "He miss-interpreted my not saying anything, which was because I 
was so surprised to be offered something that which I really wanted..  
He thought it wasn't a good enough offer!  He sweetened the pot by 
adding her younger sister!"

Sandra looked strained and after a pause, "Listen.  I met her younger 
sister during  last fall's 'Family Weekend', she'll be a freshman this 
fall. The Head toured her around here with lavish flourish.  Mostly they 
stayed off campus with the girl friend, the older sister, but on a few 
nights Head and the younger sister would hang out here and end up in his 
room!  From what I actually saw, I cannot say they were having sex, but 
I did pass by his room late in the night and heard the unmistakable 
cries and moans of sexual pleasure.  I have a few dependable sources who 
all agree he'd fucked his girlfriend's eighteen year old sister royally, 
several nights, all night long."

"Well," Emily asked again, tapping her toe with impatience, "Did you?  
Did you have sex with those women?"

"Yes," Kate agreed, still blocking the door, "did you?"

Sandra looked at Kate, then Emily, and said with a grin, "Yes!  And I 
loved it!  It was fantastic."  Sandra sighed remembering, "Those two hot 
women, together, licking my body.  It was wonderful.  When those two 
sluts got their tongues on my clit, I exploded.  I couldn't even move 
and those two kept it up.  Licking, sucking, kissing, tonguing me.  I 
can't even guess at how many cums I had."  Sandra smiled at Kate, "It 
was unbelievable."

"Wow!" Emily gushed.  "Thank you for your efforts to help us get our 
rooms."

"He had to watch," Sandra said quietly as she pushed Kate aside and 
opened the door.  "When Head got a hardon, he'd fuck one of us.  That 
wasn't as much fun.  But I had a great time with the two sisters and am 
happy to lead you to your new room!"

Emily just smiled and let Sandra lead them up the stairs to floor three, 
where, not only Emily 's and Junior's new rooms would be, but also 
Betty's.

"Rooms 345 and 342," are now reserved for you and Junior," Sandra told 
Emily.  "At least that's what head told me."

Sandra opened the door to 345, allowing Emily and Kate in to look 
around.  The bare walls, bed without sheets or pillows, and empty 
closets made the room seem stark and barren.

"Looks nice, but needs some personal touches," Kate suggested.

"That's why I'm going to see Betty," Emily replied.

Sandra knew Betty well and understood that interior decorating wasn't 
exactly Betty's motive to get Emily into her room, alone.

"Are you sure you have to go see her?" Sandra asked cautiously.

"You saw in the video," Kate added quietly, "how she amuses herself."

"Yes, and she's got a rehearsal at 5:30.  It's in only a hour," Emily 
replied.  "If I'm going tell her that I heard that she could lick 
herself and I wanted to see that, I'd better get going.  I'd hate to not 
have enough time to see her fuck her ass as she licks her pussy.  I've 
never seen that and I need to expand my horizons."

"Well," Kate laughed, "expand away girl."  Kate hugged Emily and kissed 
her good bye softly.

"Yeah," Sandra added, "have a good time.  I hope our tour has convinced 
you to join us here at HCD," she added as she hugged and kissed Emily 
too.

"Oh yes!" Emily laughed.  "Count me in.  I think this is going to be 
great!  See you two later!"

Emily smiled and left the two Deans in her future room #345 to go visit 
Betty down the hall in #309.  Sandra stared while Kate licked her lips 
as Emily's boobs bounced in her skimpy halter and her ass twitched 
delightfully in her tight capri pants.  As the door closed behind Emily, 
Kate loosened her wrap-around dress and let it fall to her feet.

"I think we should check out Emily's new bed and make sure It'll be safe 
for her to have sex on," now naked Kate cooed to Sandra.  "Come here 
sweetie.  I've got time.  Have you?"

"Sure!" Sandra giggled as she stripped off her blouse and skirt.  "Let's 
fuck!"


*************************

Talk over breakfast was mostly about Kauai and Na Pali.  Jason and Angel 
told about many of their adventures and Louisa explained many of the 
sights around the island.  The Preston family ate strictly vegetarian, 
as did Jason and Angel.  Louisa, feeling the group pressure to eat 
healthy foods, had only eggs, foregoing the bacon that she'd grown to 
love for breakfast.  Kona coffee, guava, and pineapple juice were the 
drinks; chunks of native fruit were eaten from piles on various serving 
plates.

"Is the Fern Grotto Group's medical offices around here?" Justine asked 
Louisa.

"Down in Wailua," Louisa replied.  "About three miles down the road.  
Why do you want to go there?"

"We're going to get checked for STDs," Justine explained.  "Mainly Jason 
and Angel, but I think we all will get tested."

"Not me!" Louisa laughed.  "I'm safe."

"You too, if you want to mess around with us," Justine insisted.  "I'm 
buying.  Besides, as a future medical doctor you should be interested in 
this concept.  You've nothing to fear.  I'd think you'd be curious as to 
how it works.  And our financial support to their anti-STD efforts 
should be welcome."

"Well, if you insist," Louisa pouted.

"Don't be a poop," Maryann laughed.  "Four hot women and three hunky 
guys!  This should be a hoot!  Maybe they'll let us do it group style."

"Maryann!" James chastised his Daughter, "don't think that this will be 
like seeing Dr. Charley back home.  I expect that when you strip and 
spread your legs for Dr. Ho, he's not going to fuck you.  Just examine 
you!"

Laughter rippled around the table.  Jason glanced at Angel and they 
joined in the chuckles too.  So it was agreed that they'd all get an STD 
test and then go shopping.  Louise commented that she didn't know all 
that much about hair stylists on the island; she always got her hair 
done in LA.  Maryann, wanting to spice up their trip to a hair salon, 
picked up her telephone and speed-dialed back home to The Salon and 
Shoppes of Geri and Keri, where she worked.

"Hey Keri!" Maryann said into her phone.  "I'm in Kauai, Hawaii, and 
need a salon.  Do you guys know of any women-only places around here?"

She listened for a minute and then hung up saying, "Keri is going to 
consult with Geri and they'll call back in a few minutes."

Ten minutes later Geri called back with a name and address, suggesting 
that they use their nickname with the owner, "tell them K & G sent you."

The address was in Lihue, the main city on Kauai Island.  Louisa agreed 
that she could find it and would go as soon as they finished their 
medical check-ups.  Now thinking about new hair styles and clothes, the 
table talk turned to women's fashion and how best Angel could cut her 
hair to flatter herself.  The men were left out and resigned themselves 
to simply listening as they finished their breakfast.

James stood and fished out some money to pay, "Come on girls.  You can 
gab while we wait to be tested."

"Oh no!" Louisa waved her AmEx card at James.  "I'm buying."

Louisa did and soon they were all back in her rental car driving to 
Wailui.  Doctor Ho's clinic was a brick and metal building with lots of 
airy windows, a small children's playground, a shaded picnic area, and 
plenty of flowering plants, bushes, and shrubs.  Inside it was brightly 
colored with whole walls covered with murals of Kauai scenic sights.   
Justine went to the receptionist and made the arrangements.  James paid 
in advance for seven STD tests.

"I'm going first," Justine said as she handed out short forms to the 
others.  "James is second, Angel third, then Jason.  You three can 
decide among yourselves who goes next.  Just fill out the simple forms.  
If you have any questions, ask the nice nurse receptionist.  We'll all 
meet out back in the shade when everyone's through.  There's another 
staff RN due on duty in a few minutes and he'll run the second set of 
testing machines so we ought to be all screened rather quickly.  If 
there are any delays, it better be medical.  No messing around, hear 
me!" Justine looked sharply at Maryann and Louisa.  "We got other things 
to do once this is finished, so lets not screw around and waste time.  
Okay?  Any questions?"

Hearing none, Justine turned and walked to the door and went into the 
STD testing area.  Before James could complete his form, he was called 
by the second RN who'd just come on duty.

"Nothing to it!" Justine laughed as she came out a few minutes later.  
"Doc Ho is a really nice guy and is very happy to welcome us to the Fern 
Grotto Group.  As I expected, I'm clean.  If you are done with your 
forms, turn them in to the cute receptionist.  I'm going outside to 
enjoy more of this day.  You all hurry up and join me and we'll get on 
to more important things, like the beauty salon!"

Justine smiled and left.  Quickly they all got tested.  Angel waited for 
Jason and together they went outside hand-in-hand to join Justine and 
James.

"You guys get clean STD check-ups?" Justine asked.

"Yes," Angel giggled, "both of us!"

"Good!" James smiled.  "Come here beautiful and let me show you some 
appreciation for saving my Son from the ebbing tide," he added as he 
pulled Angel away from Jason into his arms for a hot kiss.  "Hmmmmm!" 
James sighed.  "You kiss nice, just like I'd hoped," he whispered as his 
hand slid up under her sun dress to cup her mound.  "You're giving me a 
fat hard-on that I'm going to use to make you cum and cum and cum."

Justine had pulled Jason to the other side of the picnic table, pushed 
him down along the bench seat, and lay down upon him, "You stud!  I'm 
going to fuck you until you spurt a gallon of cum," Justine cooed as she 
kissed on his face, rolling her crotch across his growing erection.

Inside, Junior got tested after Jason and waited for his Sister and 
Louisa to finish.  Together, the went outside and around back to join  
up with their parents and the Canadian couple.  There they found Angel 
sitting back on the table, dress up around her hips while James ate her 
hot pussy.  Jason still lay on the picnic table bench with Justine 
crouched over him, sucking his cock.

"Hey Mom!  Dad!  We're all through!" Maryann called out, giggling, 
seeing her parents perform oral sex on the two young Canadians.  "You 
guys ready to go?"

"Yeah. . . . well, I guess so," Justine said, wiping her chin of her 
dripping saliva, "I suppose we'll have to continue this later Jason," 
she laughed, pulling off his cock and sitting up.  "James, we gotta go 
now!" she called to her husband.

"Okay, okay!" James replied reluctantly, lifting his cum smeared face 
from Angel's wet pussy.  "I'm sorry dear.  We'll do this some more 
later."

"That's okay," Angel replied.  "I had three nice cums," she complimented 
him as she sat up.  "Jason!  Let's go!"

Angel hopped off the table, went around and pulled her guy up, helping 
him pull up his borrowed swim trunks.

Together they all went to Louisa's rent car.  James and Justine got in 
the back, taking Jason and Angel with them.  Louisa drove with Maryann 
and Junior in front.   In the back seat, for the short drive to Lihue, 
Jason sat with James, and Angel with Justine.

"Hmmmmm!" Justine cooed as Angel sucked on her bare nipple, "your pussy 
is so hot, so wet!" Justine pulled her finger out of Angel and licked 
the hot girl juices.  "You taste good too!"

"Momma," Maryann called from the front seat, "we're almost there!"

Indeed, they were rapidly getting to inner city Lihue.

James lifted off of Jason's cock, "You ready to cum?"

"Yeah," Jason gasped.  "I'm close."

"Let's finish it then!" James replied and once again took Jason's cock 
into his mouth.

James wormed his finger under Jason's balls and found his ass hole, 
teasing it sexily as his throat swallowed down on Jason's cockhead.

"God yes!" Jason gasped and came in James' mouth as Louisa pulled into a 
parking lot near the women-only salon.

"Good driving!" Justine told Louisa as Angel licked her own cum off 
Justine's hand.  "Come on girls, let's get beautiful!"  Justine opened 
the door, pulling up her sarong, as Louisa, Maryann, and Junior got out 
of the front seat.  "There's a nice restaurant over there," Justine 
pointed across the street as Angel got out of the car.  "We'll meet you 
guys over there in four hours.  About 5PM.  Okay?"

"Sure Mom," Junior replied, watching his Dad help Jason out of the back 
seat.  Jason moved around and leaned down to kiss Angel, winked, and 
smiled, "See you later darling!"

"Bye guy!" she giggled.  "You boys have a smashing time!"

"Oh, we will!" Jason laughed and moved back to join James and Junior as 
the four women went into the salon.

"Come on," James said, taking Junior's and Jason's hands, "let's go find 
a barber and do some shopping!"

The three men walked down the street as the women giggled together, 
entering 'Miss Aloha's Fine Salon'.


***************************

"Hey Betty!  It's Emily!" Emily called at the door of room #306 as she 
knocked quietly.  "Open up!"

"Hi," Betty said as she pulled open her HCD room door.  "Nice to see 
you."

Betty had on a light blue satin camisole top and matching tap pants, 
looking really sexy.  Her black hair fell in a soft curl to her 
shoulders.  Her figure was nice.  A hard dancer's body.

"You look great," Emily said as she slipped into her darkened room, 
burning incense filling the air with an erotic aroma.  "I hope I'm not 
too late."

"Never too late," Betty cooed.  "You look nice too!" she added, eyeing 
Emily's hot halter top and tight capri pants.  "Want a coke?"

"No, but if you got any juice or water, I'd appreciate a drink."

"Sure," Betty smiled.  "O.J. or apple juice?" she offered as she opened 
her mini-fridge.

"Apple," Emily replied, sitting in Betty's desk chair.  "You've got this 
fixed up neat!"

"Didn't cost much," Betty explained as she handed Emily a can of Apple 
juice.  "and it's really simple."

Betty went on to tell Emily what she did to fix up her HCD room and how 
much she spent.  For some reason, Betty was completely open to this new 
woman; telling her in detail what she bought to improve  her room, where 
she bought it, and how much it cost.  Betty had been waiting for over an 
hour, masturbating often, keeping hot as she awaited Emily.  It was 
strange for her.  She usually picked her sex partners and dominated 
them.  Now, with her pussy hot and wet, she was docile in the presence 
of Emily, the Freshman Early Entry Super Student, the first ever 
freshman to enter the Honor's College.

"You like it?" the beautiful light skinned black girl asked cautiously, 
hoping she'd impressed the younger girl with the improvements to her 
dorm room.

"Oh yes!" Emily gushed.  "It's beautiful."

A wave of pleasure washed over Betty.  To please this hot, sexy young 
girl made her happy.  Seeing the luscious body of Emily, radiating sex 
from her recent orgasmic sessions with the two Deans, made Betty's pussy 
gush.

"I did want to see something special, something personal," Emily said 
cautiously.

"What?" the senior dance major replied, wondering what she wanted.

"It's very personal."

"Okay," Betty was mystified.  "Shoot!"

"I heard that you can lick yourself," Emily asked.  "I saw the Sweetpea 
Group promo with all the bubbles.  Can you really do that?"

"Sure!" Betty giggled.  "All us dance girls can do it.  The guys too!"

"Show me!" Emily demanded softly.

"Now?" Betty gasped, surprisingly pleased to be asked.  Her hottest sex 
fantasies were to perform sex acts in front of people.  "Really?  You 
want to see me eat myself?"

"Yes!" Emily agreed.  "And do your ass too.  Do it for me.  Now!  
There's not much time!"

"Yeah, . . . . okay!" Betty replied, thrilled with the idea.  Quickly 
she pulled her exercise mat out from under her bed and turned away from 
Emily to strip off her tap pants, displaying her hot ass, to hopefully 
tease Emily.

"Your top too," Emily suggested quietly.  "I want to see you play with 
your sexy tits as you suck yourself and fuck your ass."

A wave of lust washed over Betty.  She smiled and stripped off her 
camisole, baring her breasts for Emily to see.  Her nipples her stiff 
now, hard points of diamonds.  Showing off for Emily was the most 
exciting thing Betty had done in months.  She pulled out her mat, lay 
back on it, and pulled her legs up and over her head.

"Goddess above, you look sexy!" praised Emily, eyeing Betty's half-
orange size tits.  They didn't flatten as she lay on her back.  "Such a 
nice, sexy body.  I'll bet you love to cum!"

"Oh yes!" Betty moaned as she began to lick her own cunt.  "I fucking 
love it!"

Emily raised one hand to her chest and began to massage her breasts, 
tweaking her nipples.  The other hand dropped to her crotch, rubbing her 
pussy through her pants as she watched the erotic scene in front of her.  
Betty didn't appear to have a hair on her body below her neck as she 
worked one hand between her thighs and chest to play with her boobs as 
she lapped at her clit.

"Don't forget your ass," Emily cooed.  "Want me to help?"

"Yeah!" Betty groaned.  "Do me!"  She pulled an eight inch gel dildo 
from under her mattress and handed it to Emily.

Emily sniffed it, smelled the clean scent of anti-bacterial soap, and 
licked it, slobbering all over it, getting it lubricated for Betty's 
ass.

"Oh yes!  Get it good and wet," Betty moaned.  "Fuck my ass!  Come on!  
Fuck me!"  This was very different from Betty's masturbation fantasies, 
but it didn't matter now.

"This looks awfully big," Emily teased, "are you sure you can take it?"

"Yes!  Do me!" Betty gasped.  "Shove it up my butt!"

Emily knelt beside Betty, lined up the fake cock head with Betty's tight 
pink hole, and wiggled it around a bit, teasing her.

"Oh God!" Betty cried.  "Do it!"

"Do what?" Emily cooed as she caressed Betty's anus with the fake cock..  
"Say it!"

"Fuck ME!  FUCK MY ASS!" Betty begged.

"Okay!" Emily agreed and she shoved the gel cock all the way into 
Betty's ass.

"FUCK!" Betty screamed as she climaxed.  Her body jerked, legs 
quivering, heels shaking, and shivering through her cum, her pussy 
gushing onto her licking tongue and face.

Emily let go of the dildo and slid her fingers through Betty's pussy, 
catching some girl juice.  Licking it off her fingers, Emily stood and 
sighed, "Well, I'd better go and let you get ready for rehearsal.  You 
taste really good Betty!  Thanks for letting me watch.  I would have 
never believed it if I hadn't seen it.  I'm really impressed.  Bye!"  
Emily blew Betty a kiss as she opened the door and left.

Betty groaned and closed her eyes as Emily departed.  She grabbed the 
dildo and began to slam it in and out of her ass, fantasying that Emily 
was eating her as Junior fucked her ass.  Quickly she was cumming 
wildly, one of her biggest orgasms in weeks.


*****************************

Inside 'Miss Aloha's' all women's spa, Justine and the three younger 
women looked around at all the erotic paintings and drawing on the walls 
of the lavish waiting room.  It was tastefully decorated in pastel 
colors with lots of light from two skylights.  Soft loveseats and 
couches were set between teak end tables that had stylish lamps or 
colorful flower arrangements on them.

The receptionist, a young Hawaiian girl in a beautiful tropical sarong 
took Justine's name and, the code words, 'K & G sent us', and left with 
a smile.  She returned with an older woman.

"Aloha," the mid-twenties woman in a sexy sarong said to Justine.  "How 
nice to have friends of Keri and Geri visit us.  My name is Misaloa, but 
everyone calls me Missy.  I spoke to Geri just a little while ago and 
she says that you and your Daughter are very special to her and her 
Sister.  She told me that the main reason you've come is to have Angel 
get her hair cut and receive a beauty treatment.  You," Missy spoke to 
Angel, "must be Angel."  Missy took her hand and looked at her shaggy, 
unkempt long hair.  "It looks like you really need a trim."

Angel smile and replied, "Yes.  I've been in Na Pali for over a year.  I 
only cut my hair with a sharp shell when it got too long."

"Oh my!" Missy sighed.  "Let's all go into the spa and I'll get my best 
stylist to make some recommendations.

Inside, Missy got a girl to take Maryann and Louisa to the baths while 
Justine and Angel discussed hair styles with Pohulia, an intense woman 
who'd been styling women's hair for nearly 25 years.  As Pohulia ran her 
fingers through Angel's long, dark mane, Missy gently caressed Justine's 
ass through her sundress.  Pohulia, got out a hair design book and 
showed it to Angel, moving closely to her to push her breasts up against 
her back.

"Perhaps we could cut it this long," Pohulia said as she draped Angel's 
hair over her chest, running her hands through it down to her breasts, 
resting her palms there as she cupped Angel's boobs.  "I think it would 
look great if it just covered your nipples," Pohulia suggested as she 
softly rolled Angel's nipples, making them hard.  "Would you like that?"

"Hmmmm!" Angel sighed, feeling the sexual pleasure radiate from her 
nipples.  "Yes, That would be smashing!"

"Well," Pohulia said as she pulled Angel to her feet, "we'll start with 
nice shower-shampoo," she explained as she pulled Angel's borrowed 
sundress up and over her head.  "Right this way," Pohulia cooed as she 
led Angel naked to an open shower area, eyeing her ample figure that was 
not diminished by her emaciating experience in Na Pali.  "Just sit on 
this stool and we'll get started," Pohulia instructed as she loosened 
her sarong, pulled it off to hang on a hook next to Angel's sundress, 
and got into the shower naked to start the water flowing down over 
Angel's head.  "I think you really like this shampoo.  It's made from 
eucalyptus oil."

Justine watched as Missy embraced her from behind, one hand caressing 
her breasts and the other under her skirt cupping her bare mound, "Why 
don't we go someplace where we can relax," Missy suggested.  "Perhaps a 
nice bubbly bath and a massage might make us feel good."

"That's a wonderful idea," Justine replied, turning in Missy's arms to 
kiss her hotly.


*************************

The guys, James, Junior, and Jason, hadn't made it very far down the 
street outside the all-girl spa.  They'd crossed the avenue and entered 
the restaurant that Justine had pointed out as their meeting place in 
four hours.

In the restaurant's empty bar James told the native Hawaiian barman, 
"I'd like a scotch.  Single malt.  Neat.  One for Jason here and one for 
my son too.  He's not quite of age yet, but I'll take responsibility.  
Here's my ID.  Junior; show the man your driver's license.  He'll see 
that we're related and live at the same address."

"No need sir," the short middle-aged bartender replied.  "I trust you.  
Have a seat and I'll get your drinks."

Soon the barkeep was back with three scotches and James wisely led a 
toast to the beauty of Kauai and the fine hospitality of it's people.  
The barman smiled broadly and James offered to buy him a drink too.  He 
quickly accepted and joined in Jason's toast to the "Wonderful 
Wilderness of Na Pali".

After finding out that Jason had lived out in Na Pali for over a year, 
the bartender became very talkative.  He himself had been in Na Pali 
many times over his life and had once spent a six-months stretch out in 
the tropical rain forest.  Soon Jason and he were telling stories of 
their experiences and tales about the many strange folks they'd met out 
in Na Pali.  Their camaraderie was oiled by the liquor.  The bartender 
treated them to another round, and James bought the third.

Though James briefly thought that they could just stay at the bar until 
the women found them, but instead remembered that they were supposed to 
be helping Jason get a haircut.

"I nearly forgot," James said diplomatically.  "We're supposed to get 
Jason to a barber for a haircut.  My wife took his girl into that woman-
only salon across the street for her to get her hair trimmed."

"Yeah.  I saw!" the barman replied.  "That's a pretty wild place.  Missy 
and her girls come over here once in a while for a drink and dinner.  
That's a no-man's land for sure!"

"Ha!" Junior laughed.  "What we need is a no-woman's haircut place!"

"Yes," James added.  "A guy-only spa!  Do you know of one?" he asked the 
bartender.

The bartender got a twinkle in his eye and leaned over conspiratorially, 
whispering, "Sure.  Just go to the Newiliwili men's club, down at the 
harbor."

"How far?" James asked.

"Go straight down this street until it dead ends overlooking the harbor.  
Five blocks it is.  Then go left down the hill, follow the street 
around, and you'll find it behind the Oar House bar on the left.  It's a 
short walk.  Take you ten, fifteen minutes."

"Good.  Thanks," James said, tossing a twenty on the bar as he and the 
two  younger guys stood.

"Tell them big Donny sent you," the barman replied with a wink, cupping 
his crotch lewdly.  "They know big Donny there!  Ask for Alex.  He 
always cuts my hair.  Gives great head too!"

The three men left the bar with Donny's laughter ringing in their ears.

"Come on!  Let's go get you a haircut Jason," James said out on the 
street, leading them toward the harbor.


***************************

"Hi C.C." Emily said to Liz's lover, who was now behind the reception 
desk at the HCD.

"Ah. . . . Hi Emily," C.C. stammered, not knowing if Emily knew about 
his loving with her friend Liz.  "What's doing?"

"Not much!" Emily replied coyly.  "Just looking around the HCD and 
checking out the rooms.  How are you?"

"Good!  Good!  I'm just giving Margaret a break for dinner."

"Say, there's an idea," Emily suggested.  "When you get off, why don't 
you and I go get something to eat.  I want to talk to you about a video 
for my project for Doctor James on the Early Entry program.  How long 
are you covering for Margaret?"

C.C.'s heart skipped a beat.  To go out with Emily, the beautiful Emily 
was a dream.  "I get off in about twenty minutes," he replied, looking 
at his watch.

"Okay," Emily replied.  "I'll go back to my dorm, pick up my notes, and 
come back and get you," Emily checked her watch, "in about thirty 
minutes.  Is that enough time?"

C.C. had been wondering how he was going to spend his evening and he 
immediately agreed.

"All right!" Emily husked, "See you in thirty!"

Emily shamelessly took a deep breath to emphasize her bust, turned, and 
walked out the front door with a sexy wiggle to her hips.


End Chapter 7


********************** My Dear Readers ***************************** 
Please remember that stories are just stories and *not* reality.  Do  
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st 
century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story ********************** 

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston 
Copyright 2002

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