Whispers 2

"horseshit !"King James I Cavanaugh said after he heard the storey that mike told at breakfast the next day.

"As God is my witness,"mike replied,"I went in for a piddle and there she was. Gave me an amazing blowjob."

"Did you speak to her ?"James asked,"What's her name ?"

"I didn't even see her face,"microphone responded,"All I saw was her pussy, and then felt her mouth."

An aged student who was sitting further down the table looked at Mike with interest.

"Are you in the Driscoll Building ?"he asked."Fourth Floor ?"

Mike looked at him."Sorry, this was a private conversation."He said a little snippily.

"Then perhaps,"said the stranger,"you should have kept your part down. Now if you answer my doubtfulness, I might have an interesting narration for you."

Mike looked at James II before replying."Yes 4b, Driscoll."

The older boy slid nigher to him and grinned"Evans,"he said holding his hired hand out,"Charlie Evans."

They shook hands.

"My sidekick,"Charlie began,"studied here about four years ago. He was in 4a. When he found out that I was coming here, he said I should try and get in one of the way on that floor. Sadly, I wasn't able to, you and whoever got 4a were here number 1, so I didn't even get into the building."

"But why ?"Mike asked,"What's so special about the 4th floor."

"The gloryholes,"Charlie said simply,"They lead into the women's dorm."

"I know that,"said Mike,"But before death night, the stall there was always empty. I had heard that it had been sealed up the other side for some reason."

"It was sealed up, because of the gloryholes."Charlie said."The university got chuck of repairing the rampart only to have bookman unfold them up again. They even put sheet brand on the walls, but they kept getting drilled through. The steel just disappeared."

"So, if it's been sealed up."Asked James,"How did that woman get in there hold out night. If it was not just a wet pipe dream all along."He added a little scornfully.

"That's the thing."Said Charles."There is a hearsay, a story, that fourth floor of the miss's dorm is haunted. None of the girls want that room. But apparently a latecomer has taken it this yr. Doesn't believe in ghosts."

Mike sat back laughing."Bullshit !"he said echoing his ally's earlier comment. That was no ghost. That was a one hundred percent red hot woman.

"I'm not saying SHE was a spook,"said Charlie,"But from what I understand, the ghost causes the girl to go into the cell, and treat with any cocks that come through the muddle. Either hole."He added.

"Possession ?"James asked incredulously,"That's fucking ridiculous."

"Is it ?"asked Charlie."Does it even matter ?"he added."There's a hot wench who somehow got into a locked toilet and was unforced to blow a alien through the kettle of fish in the paries. Are you going to look a gift horse cavalry in the lip ?"

"Wait up,"said mike,"Let's say for one second that we believe you. Then this girl doesn't know what's going on. That's rape."

"Is it ?"Charlie asked again,"Do you think in shade ?"

"Well … no"Mike said.

"Well then,"said Charlie with satisfaction."All you need to recognise is that there is a gloryhole with a willing daughter the former position. Are you going to turn that down ?"

"But what if we get caught ?"asked James.

"How ?"asked Charlie."You are in a totally different construction to her. The security tapes will record that you never entered her construction. At spoilt you used a gloryhole, that SHE would have had to herself use, how can that be rape. There are no drugs, and who the hell believes in the paranormal these days."

microphone and James looked at each other. They could see the cogs turning.

"Tell you what."Said Charlie."Ill make a bet with you. Go up to the hole tonight. And if she is not there, we'll call it even. But if she is, then tomorrow night you let me and a few chum of mine come up to your room and we'll investigate more thoroughly."

"Why should I ?"asked microphone."If she is there, then I get to let some fun. Why do I need you and your pal involved at all ?"

"twenty bucks a head !"Charlie said.

"50 !"said Mike.

"Thirty,"said Charlie,"and that's all we got."

microphone looked at Henry James and then Nodded."Ok. If she's there tonight, it's a deal."

They shook, and Charlie got up and left the table.

"You're not going to point me, are you ?"asked James.

microphone shook his header."Why don't you come over tonight."He said,"Then maybe you'll believe me.

Juliette had been horny all day.

She had found it hard do concentrate in category, and it had got so bad that she had even gone to the noblewoman way in the lunch break to try and retrieve some release, thinking that she could straighten out her head for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, dismission had evaded her and all she had achieved was to thread herself up even more.

Since she had missed lunch, she ate early in the cafeteria and then went back to her room still nursing an itch she couldn't seem to scratch.

She thought that a long hot shower might help her settle, and she spent almost thirty minutes under the hot water, deliberately not touching herself, as she didn't want anyone to come in and catch her. The room access were frosted but you would still be able to tell if someone was jilling off in there.

She went back up to her room and sat on her bed. Strangely now she was back in her elbow room, the hotness seemed to have settled. It was still there but just a obscure feeling not the ride that had been dogging her all day.

Grateful for this time out she decided to do some oeuvre and publish up the notes from her lectures today. She knew that if she got behind on those it would be difficult for her to catch up.

When she finished her banknote, she looked at the clock and realised it was after ten. She decided a cup of tea and then bed since her horniness had evaporated.

She was asleep within seconds of her straits hitting the pillow. Her breathe deep and even. There was no synodic month tonight, and yet a beam of light lit up the pes of the bed, before once again coalescing into the diminutive figure.

Moving swiftly to the head of the bed. She knelt by Juliette, and once again began to whisper in her ear.

This clip there was no masturbation.

Juliette just groaned and began thrusting her articulatio coxae forward as if engaged in sex. Thrusting herself on an invisible lover. Her legs full begging for insight that didn't come.

The sectre stood and once again walked to the door, which opened unprompted. Juliette followed her down the hall and into the ‘ sealed'toilet, the door standing capable as before. It closed behind her.

She entered the cubicle and began removing her night clothes. Firstly her T-shirt, and then her panties. Naked now she stood astride the commode, her peg spread and began masturbating gently. Her fingerbreadth running forget me drug around her clit, while her other hand reached up and began to draw and pick off at her nipple.

She was still stood there XV hour later, when Mike and William James entered the bathroom.

Mike indicated that they should enter one of the stalls, but James River demurred."You go in there,"he said,"Ill need the other one."

As they bent over to bet through the hole, they could see the naked girl, standing masturbating over the john. Her pussy was visibly leaking juice which were dripping into the can bowlful. She was moaning out her need in a low breathy voice.

Mike was the first to baffle his hawkshaw through the golf hole. And within a few mo Juliette's handwriting curled around it, stroking him, taking the precum that was drooling out of the end and using it to lubricate her bridge player as she ran it up and down his length. He groaned in pleasure.

James could see Mike's cock coming through the hole opposite his and could see what she was doing to it, and so rot no time in dropping his pant and pushing his six inch length through the hole.

Immediately a hand curled around his peter, and began to wank him slowly and steadily. microphone had mentioned that this girlfriend had had cold hands, and by god he was decently. But the feeling of her masturbating him through the hole outweighed the chill.

Juliette looked down, and saw she had a cock in one hand, and was steadily wanking it. She wanted that cock. In her mouth, wanted to taste it, to make it cum to swallow the punk she knew he would shoot. Then she looked the early way, she saw another hammer, coming through the other trap. The touch was wanking this one, but Juliette wanted that one too. She wanted it, to taste it, to card it with her natural language, to reach him shoot inside her mouthpiece and swallow down everything he had to declare oneself. She knew that was the only way that she would find release.

Juliette knelt on the flooring, facing the toilet and reached out with her other hand, displacing the ghosts on the second cock, and began to wank it too. Once again using the pre he was drooling to lubricate her strokes.

She leaned to the position and took the first cock in her backtalk. Closing her lips around the headspring and mopping at it with her lingua, tasking the hot salty musk of his precum. She began to bob her head up and down on him, whilst still stroking at the other cock.

After a minute or so, she switched. Pulling off Mike and taking William James's cock into her mouth. Giving him the same treatment, while continuing to stimulate microphone with her hand.

James groaned with the feelings that she was creating in him.

Backwards and forwards she went, sucking each for a light piece, before swapping to the other. She could feel that both were approaching their climax and she wanted to gain sure that she didn't miss either. She wanted both loads in her sassing. She wanted to finger them spurting their cum deep into her throat, to taste them on her lingua, and to live with down that delicious mettle.

King James I cracked first.

She had her mouth around mike's cock, but she felt James River's swell and get even harder. Juliette knew the mark, so she immediately swapped back taking James right to the rachis of her throat in a unmarried thrust. That undid him. His cock flexed and he shot a foresightful fatheaded ribbon of cum straight down her throat.

Juliette pulled back a small, keeping his forefront in her sass and catching all the follow spurts of deep ointment on her natural language. The taste was amazing. It was sweet and salty and musky. The taste, allied to the opinion of his cock vellication and pounding in her mouth caused her to induce her outset orgasm.

She clenched and shuddered as her twat squirted her succus onto the flooring between her knees.

Juliette kept James's pecker in her mouth, bathing the head with her tongue until she was sure he had finished. Then she pulled back and squeezed his dick, forcing the last few drop cloth of cum up his shaft to pearl on his tip. She licked it off, shivering at the taste. She squeezed again. There was no more.

It was now stat mi's turn.

She had kept hold of his pecker but had stopped stroking him during her orgasm. His rooster was still as hard but his sexual climax had retreated somewhat. That would have to be remedied.

Opening her mouth, she once again took in the cock of a man she had never met, whose public figure she didn't know. She recognised the taste though, from the night before, and the feeling of the slightly swelled peter than she had just sucked off.

She pushed all the way down, taking him to the rear of her throat. There was no gag. She swallowed and mike groaned at the whiz that caused on his cock.

Pulling her head back she swirled her knife around. dipping the tip briefly into his slit, before once again pushing all the way down and swallowing. Juliette was getting into a rhythm method of birth control now. Her hand had found her pussy now. the former against the wall supporting her system of weights, as she thrust several fingers inside herself and deethroated a perfect stranger.

Mike couldn't conclusion with that sum of foreplay, and as she swallowed on the deep thrust, his dick swelled and with a groan, he unleashed a torrent of cum, directly down her throat.

Again, Juliette pulled back to keep the fountainhead of his prick in her mouth. She wanted, needed to sample his spunk. He was salty than St. James, and a fiddling bitter, but she loved it. She loved the feeling of it jetting onto her tongue, she loved the pulsations of his cock as he emptied his balls into her mouth.

She squeaked around his cock as her 2d massive orgasm hit, once again her puss gushing succus out onto the floor, while her fingers plundered her pussy mercilessly.

When mike finished, in a repetition of the move on James IV, she squeezed the remaining free fall of his seminal fluid, cleaning them off with her tongue, until there were no more left.

Then she stood, picked up her jersey and pantie, and left the booth. Leaving the two boys panting in their respective stalls.

Juliette got back to her room and opened her bag. Taking out her birth ascendency tab, she took out today's Zen and dropped it into the sink. It disappeared down the drain.

This would be the thirdly dot that she had not taken .