It was a warm day in Ithaca, NY. Just warm enough to wear
shorts and not be too cold. I had just picked up my bus ticket
and baggage tag for my trip home to Buffalo. I was visiting my
best friend for the weekend. I filled out all the necessary
information on my baggage tag and went to give it to the bus
driver. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the most unbe-
lievable looking girl I’d ever seen. She was tall, blond, very
well-endowed, and dressed in the *SHORTEST* skirt I’d ever seen
in my life. No stockings underneath or anything! We exchanged
smiles as I handed my luggage over to the driver.

I gave my friend a good-bye hug and got on the bus and sat
down. It began to fill up quickly and the only seat left was the
one next to me. A deep, sexy, female voice asked me if the seat
was taken. I looked up, and there was the girl I saw while
checking my luggage! I silently cleared my throat and, in my
radio voice (I’m a Broadcasting major) said, “No, have a seat.”
She smiled and said “Thanks, I will.” She had only one bag
with her and as she reached to put it in the baggage compartment
above our heads, her skirt raised so far up that I could see the
bottom of her delicious pussy. She wasn’t even wearing panties!
My teeth almost dropped onto the floor! She put the bag up there
and sat down. She introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Tiffany. What’s
your name?”

Rob then started to fondle Leslie’s tits, and all she could say
was “OOOHH”. Rob teased Leslie’s nipples until they were standing
out like pencil erasers, Leslie moaned deeply as her cunt as
being deliciously reamed out by Rob’s hot, hard cock. Leslie
raised her cunt up the full length of Rob’s solid cock and then
lowered her cunt along the same erotic path - she tightened her
cunt muscles as she worked her pussy up and down. She was nearly
out of her mind with hot pleasure. Margaret wanted to add to
Leslie’s pleasure, so she leaned over her friend and began to
french kiss her. As Margaret’s tongue sawed in and out of
Leslie’s willing mouth, both Margaret and Leslie became hotter
and hotter with pure lust for sexual gratification. Helen then
decided that Rob’s mouth was going to waste and sat on his face.
Rob needed no instruction, but started to stroke Helen’s clit
expertly with his tongue. “What about me?” Margaret wined.

“SLURPPPF” was all Rob could say, because his face was still full
of drippy snatch, but he motioned Margaret over closer, and
fingered her with his free hand while still playing with Leslies
tits with the other. “OHHHHH” moaned Leslie, thoroughly enjoying
being in control of Rob’s cock. “OHHHHAHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMUUMMMMMMM”
I’M COMMING,” she screamed, “OH, ITS FUCKING WONDERFUL, IT FEELS
SOOOO GOOOOD!!!,” she finally groaned as she had her first real
orgasm in over a year.

Meanwhile, at the tower site, Rob, the chief engineer of the new
UHF TV station had just stepped out of the transmitter building.
He was carrying a transit. He set it up to look at the antenna
to make sure it was level on the tower. However while adjusting
it into position, he caught sight of the girls in the swimming
pool. However from his position, he could only see when the
girls were on the high board. “What the hell are you doing?”
yelled Skip from atop the tower. “Just checking out the
scenery!”, yelled Rob. Skip and Bill looked where the transit
was pointing and saw the pool. From their angle, atop the 200 ft
tower, they could see most of the pool, and the three girls,
however it was too far away to make out any details, so they
climbed down the tower, hoping the girls would still be there by
the time they got to the bottom. Upon reaching the ground, they
ran for the transit. Rob said “OK guys, they are taking turns
diving, so there’s plenty of time for both of you.” “OH, look at
those boobs!” exclaimed Skip. “Let me see” said Bill, crowding
over to peer through the instrument. “Darn, she’s gone, no wait
here comes another one, must be her sister, she’s really stacked
too.” The antenna project was forgotten for the time being, the
three horny men taking turns looking at the girls by the pool.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching

them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching

me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.

I was a bit lost, a moment ago enjoying a nice erotic pressure and now being

pushed back into reality…

“Sure…” was all I could say.

She took the other two pints and this time she followed me to the place Dan

and Mike were waiting.

“It was about time, Tom, we already though of deploying a SAR-Team.”

“Yeah… I am thirsty. What took you so long…?”

And than they realized Clair was there as well. Both had a big grin and made

some space so Clair could join us. Enjoying our beers we mainly talked about

your courses and whether we liked our choices, the other students and profs.

A bit later Sandra arrived with another guy we didn’t knew. Sandra didn’t

stay long but headed of to dance not fare from us. The guy had his eyes all

over Sandra’s body. Sandra was a bit taller than Clair, about my size and

had larger breasts. And judging how they bounced up and down while dancing

Sandra didn’t wear a bra.

Newcastle University was great, away from home, meeting new people and being

able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of

my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow

students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my

friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday

night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh

party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground

floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was

know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also

more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various

styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music

but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the

girls more grown-up.

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