Chapter 4: Summer Semester

The Summer Semester started with Sara continuing to wear very little to classes and lectures. One day she told me that her cut-down, old clothes were too heavy, that the university hadn’t turned the heating off for the summer, so the next day that we were both free, I took her into town to buy some lightweight clothes.

This meant 2 things, firstly, more fun in the changing rooms, and secondly, her new clothes were lighter in weight, but they were also semi-sheer and with less fabric to them. The floaty skirts that I bought her only need a slight breeze to lift them up revealing her butt and slit. Sara tells me that she sometimes can’t feel anything below her waist and has to check that she isn’t bottomless.

Sara got a new teacher for one of her classes and she tells me that he is quite cute. She also tells me that she now sits on the front row in every one of his classes. She didn’t need to tell me why, I just knew, and I was happy for her.

The other highlights of that summer’s semester were the shows that Sara put on, firstly for the guys at my flat, then the guys, and girls, at her flat.

Sara and I had spent hours experimenting with each of her toys and she decided that she had 3 favourites.

One was the remote controlled vibrator that spent a lot of time in the bag that she carried around, and she always texts me when she inserts it so that I can torment her until we meet up.

The second toy is her Hitachi magic wand. She loves it when I repeatedly take her to the edge then switch it off. I enjoy that at well because it means that she is super horny when I next fuck her.

Thirdly is the realistic, but slightly oversized, dildo. Sara really likes wearing it when she has to sit for a long time and she has told me that she impaled herself on it at the start of one lecture when she was sat away from most of the other students, and didn’t lift off it until all the other students had left.

Sometimes when I have gone over to Sara’s flat I’ve discovered it stuck to the wall in her shower. I didn’t need to ask why it was there.

Of course, the main highlight of that semester was the shows. About a week after the semester started, Sara asked me if I still wanted her to put on a show for my flatmates.

“The important question Sara, is do you want to put on a show for my flatmates?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to?”

“Good, leave it with me.”

At the next opportunity, I spoke to me flatmates and I told them that it would happen the next Saturday night.

It’s fair to say that it was a slightly nervous, but very excited Sara that left my room to go to the communal area. As usual, she was totally naked but this time she was carrying her 3 favourite toys.

I walked alongside her whispering encouraging words to her.

When we turned the corner, both Sara and I were a little surprised. The furniture had been re-arranged so that there was a space on the floor in the middle of the room where a blanket was waiting for her. The biggest surprise was that, not only my flatmates were there, but 4 other guys were there as well.

“Come on guys,” I said, “the show was for my flatmates only. Sorry guys, but you need to leave.”

“Hold on Dylan,” Sara said, “it’s okay, I don’t mind, in fact the more the merrier.”

“Are you sure Sara?”

“Yes Dylan, I am, now let’s get the show on the road.”

Sara went to the middle of the room and Rohan asked her if she would like a drink before she started.

“I’m good thanks Rohan.” Sara replied as she lay on the floor and picked up her magic wand.

With her right hand she switched the wand on and held it to her pussy, at the same time her left hand went to her right tit where it started playing with the nipple.

“Can we ask questions Sara?” Joe asked.

“Go for it Joe.” Sara replied.

“What does it feel like having that thing on your pussy?”

“Amazing. Maybe you should put your phone on vibrate and hold it against you cock Joe. Multiply that feeling by 100 then you tell me what it’s like.”

Joe didn’t follow-up and the room was silent as Sara got more aroused (she’d been dripping before we left my room) as she spread her legs wide apart and moved the wand around her clit and opening.

Sara looked totally relaxed and in a world of her own as she brought herself to her first orgasm of the show.

“Another question,” Joe said as Sara started to recover.

“Go on Joe.” Sara replied,

“Can we take photographs and maybe a video?”

“Is there anyone here who hasn’t seen the videos from the parties?” Sara asked.

No one responded, so after a few seconds Sara replied,

“In that case I have no objections, go for it guys, and if you want to wank while you are watching me it’s okay with me.”

That last part wasn’t really okay with me as I had no desire to watch my flatmates, nor their friends, wanking, but I let it ride hoping that they’d all be too embarrassed to get their cocks out and start wanking.

When Sara was fully recovered, she put the wand down and picked up he favourite dildo.

“Any of you guys this big?” Sara asked.

There was total silence because I knew that any man with a cock that big would be a huge porn star.

“I like sticking this to the wall in the shower for when Dylan isn’t with me.” Sara said as she teased her opening with the end of the dildo.

“Shall I?” Sara asked.

I smiled to myself at the simultaneous replies drowned each other out.

Slowly, and to numerous moans, Sara slowly pushed the dildo up her vagina.

“How far will it go in Sara?” Oliver asked.

Sara didn’t answer, well not vocally, she eased the dildo another 4 or 5 centimetres into her vagina.

“Bloody hell, if she opens her mouth we might be able to see the bell end.” One of the mates said.

There was a little laughter but Sara ignored it and pushed it in another couple of centimetres before relaxing and slowly pulling it nearly out. Then she started fucking herself with it.

I looked around and saw a couple of gob-struck expressions as Sara’s moans got louder.

When she orgasmed, Sara’s body was shaking and jerking as much as I’d ever seen it do and I guessed that it was a good one.

Sara held the dildo inside her until the orgasm had faded to what was probably just a satisfied, pleasurable feeling (what would I know, I’m only a man), then she did something that I’d only seen her do once before. She took a deep breath then squeezed whatever muscles so hard that the dildo came shooting out of her, landing on the blanket between her knees.

That got a few surprised remarks from the guys.

Sara grinned, picked up her remote controlled vibrator and said,

“Is that enough for you guys, or do you want me to use this on me, well Dylan to use it on me?”

Guess what all the guys quickly replied.

“Okay guys, I need a volunteer to put this inside me.”

I was the only one who didn’t stick a hand up in the air.

“You,” Sara said, “you with the yellow Harley T-shirt, come here.”

The guy that I didn’t know, and didn’t think that Sara knew, stepped forward and received the vibrator from Sara.

“Slowly push the big end up my hole.”

The guy looked nervous, but did as he was told. However, I’d already got my phone out, and just as the guy started to push, I gave the vibrator a quick blast of maximum intensity.

Sara gasped and swore, and the guy jumped back letting the vibrator fall onto the blanket.

“Sorry,” I said, “couldn’t resist that.”

“Bastard.” Sara said as the guy turned and gave me a death wish glare. “ignore my crazy boyfriend, it won’t bite you, just do it.”

He did, Sara moaning then getting a satisfied expression on her face.

I went and knelt on the side of Sara where only Max was, and held up my phone so that most people could see the screen. I then demonstrated how to control the vibrator, getting a couple of moans from Sara.

Then I did something that I didn’t think that Sara was expecting, I passed my phone to the nearest guy, Rohan, and said,

“Have a go Rohan, after 30 seconds pass my phone to the next guy. Let’s see if Sara can survive all of you having a go at controlling her before she begs you to stop.”

Well, what a sight it was, and I was happy for Sara that at least 3 of the guys were videoing her as she writhed about squeezing her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples and doing the same to her clit.

I knew that she orgasmed at least four times but she didn’t beg them to stop, nor use our safe word.

I was seriously thinking about calling a halt when Joe passed me my phone saying that everyone had had a go.

“Not me.” I said as I turned the vibrations up to the maximum and left them there until Sara orgasmed again.

Everyone watched as her body jerked and shook, her butt having risen up off the blanket. Only when she exhaled and her butt dropped to the blanket did I turn the vibrations off.

I looked down on her as she slowly recovered. She had a very satisfied expression on her face.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Totally awesome.” Sara replied, “gotta do that again sometime soon.”

“You will Sara.” I replied knowing that she’d already agreed to do it at her flat.

“Jeez, look at all the sweat.” Sara said as I pulled her to her feet. “I need a shower.”

Some of the guys came and thanked Sara, telling her that she was amazing and asking when the next performance was. I answered that for Sara saying that there might not be another performance, that once was enough, but I was already thinking about the performance at Sara’s flat.

Just before I helped Sara get back to my room I announced that Sara would like everyone who took and photos of videos to send a copy to my email address, and that that was on the notice board.

Sara and I slowly walked back to my room where Sara dropped on the bed and said that she needed a few minutes before I fucked her brains out.

Thirty minutes later, I woke her and her first words were,

“Fuck me Dylan.”

Yes, there was a repeat performance, one week later at Sara’s flat. It went very much the same way from Sara’s point of view, the main exceptions were that Sara’s girl flatmates were also there, indeed, they brought a couple of their friends along as well. Sara’s guy flatmates also brought a few mates along as well.

From Sara’s point of view, the more the merrier.

I counted her having 4 orgasms. I also counted 6 guys recording videos.

After the show was over, I took Sara back to her room and we fucked our brains out before going to get us some food. Sara’s 2 girl flatmates, Mandy and Rosie, were there and Mandy said,

“Wow Sara, I know that you enjoy being naked around the flat but when Felix told me what you were going to do I just didn’t believe him.”

“Yeah,” Rosie added, “I didn’t believe him either. Where did you find the courage to do that, were you high on something? Jeez girl, I could never even be naked outside my room never mind put on a show like that.”

“Well, we’re all different Rosie, but if you even fantasise about doing something like that, my advice is to do it while you’re here at uni, before you settle anywhere so that it’s doubtful that you’ll see any of the audience ever again, and Jeez girl, what a high doing it gave me, poor Dylan, he can hardly stand up right now, I completely drained him back in my room.”

“Hey, what are you saying about me?” I asked.

“Nothing dear.” Sara replied.

Early in the Semester.

Early in the semester, Sara told me that she needed a break or a change. She explained that our sex was awesome, her being naked at both our flats and her accidentally and deliberately flashing her tits and pussy whilst at the university was doing wonders to her needs, but she needed a break doing something different.

Sara went on to explain that she was having dreams about being in a Bukkake.

“You want lots of guys shooting their loads all over your naked body Sara?”

“I don’t know, I guess that I’d like to try it but I don’t want you to hate me for doing it. You know that I love it when you paint my face with your cum, but practically speaking, I can’t see it ever happening so you’ve got nothing to worry about Dylan.”

“I would never hate you for doing anything that you want to do Sara, but you’re right, it’s not a practical idea, maybe when we get older and go to a sex club or something, but right now is not a good time to be thinking of such things, is it? We’ve both got too much on our plates at the moment.”

“You’re right Dylan, I’ll just have to go to sleep each night with your cock inside me and hope that I dream about you fucking me on a dessert island.”

“That’s a nice thought, are you ready for round 3?”

“But was it not practical?” I thought a while later.

My brain got working on pleasurable things instead of course work, and I came up with a plan.

The next time that I was at my flat and Sara wasn’t, I talked to my flatmates who, unsurprisingly, thought that it was a great idea.

I explained to my flatmates that I would need them to do some recruiting and that I couldn’t do it without raising Sara’s suspicions.

We agreed on a show date and time and my flatmates visited every flat in our building inviting the guys to come and help cover Sara in cum. They also invited all of their friends.

We guessed that some would change their minds but my flatmates reckoned that there would still be quite a few who would turn-up.

Of course, I hadn’t told Sara about this, and I’d told my flatmates that everything had to be by word of mouth and that Sara wasn’t to find out what was planned.

On the big day I made sure that Sara and I were at my flat, and, as was usual, she was totally naked.

Sara hadn’t a clue about what was going to happen when I led her to the kitchen to prepare some food.

When we turned the corner into the common area Sara stopped dead when she saw around 10 guys standing around.

“What’s going on guys?” the naked Sara asked.

“It’s a little surprise Sara,” I said, “one to cross off your bucket list.”

“What is it?” Sara asked.

“Lay down on that blanket and you’ll find out.”

“Are all of you going to gang-bang me?”

“No, but I can arrange that for another time if you want.” I replied.

Sara lay flat on her back and looked up at me.

“Okay guys, let fun begin, get wanking.”

I watched the surprise on Sara’s face as 4 guys stepped forward, unzipped their jeans, got their cocks out and started wanking.