Wilson Hall
When we graduated high school there was no question about our grades not being good enough for getting scholarships. We knew right away that after partying all our way through high school. That we were lucky to even have graduated and now we were going to have to pay the price. This meant we would have to wait another four years before we could begin college and that meant we would be working our buns off somewhere if we were going to do any partying for the next 4 years. When I say “we” I am actually referring to a group of guys that consisted from the oldest to youngest Andy, Brian, Charlie, and I (David). The four of us had lived in Collinsville all of our lives and attended the same schools. Heck most of the time we were even in the same classes. We were all born in the first three weeks of January 1960 just a few days apart. We got jobs doing construction work for the next four years after graduation. It was good hard work and helped build up our muscles which we thought might help attract the college girls. We decided to take off the summer before school would start up to enjoy not working or studying. One summer night while we were out at one of the strip clubs we ran into Andy’s brother Jeff. After we had been drinking a couple of beers Jeff informed us that since we were all 21 we should hurry up and apply to live in Wilson Hall at Northeastern State University. He then went on to say that the best looking chicks always lived at Wilson Hall, and that their reputation for partying was unmatched by anyone on or off campus. He went on saying some things that were so unbelievable you wondered how much if anything he had said was true. Just in case, we thought it wouldn’t hurt to take a road trip just in case if some of the things he had told us were actually true. The next day after breakfast we jumped in our cars and drove to NSU. When we went to turn in our request for living in Wilson Hall we were met by an older gentleman. When he discovered that Jeff was Andy’s older brother, and had suggested that we live in Wilson Hall. He informed us that there would be no problem about being a resident at Wilson Hall, because he was the president of the board that decided who was allowed to become a resident. He went on tell us about a talent contest that would be held a week before school began and suggested that we come. We all said that we would and signed all the papers the old man handed us to sign. After signing the documents we went back to our cars and got in and headed home. On the way back home nobody could think of anything except how much fun it was going to be living on campus. This caused the trip back to seem rather short compared to how long it had taken us on the way up to the college. The days slowly passed by as though they were weeks as everyone looked forward to the time they would be returning back to NSU. Finally the day before the contest was here. We all had decided to drive up the day before the contest with all our stuff (clothes, computers, school supplies, books, etc.) packed into the cars. This would give us plenty of time to put all our stuff away. We had a lot of stuff for it would be months before we would be coming back to Collinsville and we were all excited about the talent show not to mention the college parties. The trip to NSU seemed to be so much longer than before but we knew it was because we were all anxious to get there. After reaching our trip’s final destination we gathered up our stuff and took it to Wilson Hall. There we met the man we had spoken with before. He showed us to our rooms on the 2nd floor. He pointed out an elevator for us to use. This would make moving our stuff from the cars to our new rooms a piece of cake and we had the cars unpacked and the rooms looking great a lot quicker than we had originally expected. About that time the Dean of the university came in and took us for a walk around the dorm making sure to introduce us to Mike the resident hall assistant. Staring at all of us the Dean bellows, “I know that you are of legal drinking age but there will be no liquor allowed on campus and Mike is here to make sure of it,” then as he continues walking down the hall. Mike whispers,” What that means is if I catch you with any it’s mine.” Then the Dean states, “This may be a co-ed dorm but there will be no sex, or wild parties.” Then Mike replies with a whisper, “In other words no parties unless I’m invited.” The Dean finally concludes with, “I hope your stay at Wilson Hall is a pleasant one.” Then as he leaves the older man we met the first day, asks for all the guys to follow him explaining that it is time for them to get ready for the talent show and that they would be judging the girls. The girls then are lead off to another area where they were suppose to prepare themselves for the show. When he had all the guys alone he handed each one of us five golden rings with a golden “W” in the center behind some type of clear glass like emerald. He then goes on to explain that he has given each guy 5 rings that will enable him to have complete power over any female he chooses to wear one of the rings he has been given.
He goes on to say that the talent contest is just a tradition that was started by Mr. Wilson almost a century ago to award a ring to the female that you choose to have complete control over. This is why the talent show is always open to everyone on campus and after the contest Wilson Hall’s occupancy is always as full and made up of a ratio of 5 girls to 1 guy. He then informs the guys/judges that it’s time for them to take their seats and begin the contest. As we took our seats the first contestant came out. She was a brunette with slightly larger than average tits with erect nipples. The custom she was wearing had been pulled up and tight providing a great view of her camel toe. You could see that the fabric was having a nice effect rubbing up against her clit for her moist pussy could no longer be hidden by the custom she was wearing. As I watched her juices running down her thighs I decided she would be one of my five winners. The next girl out had on a cute leotard and I found it very easy to imagine what it would be like being the horse she was riding but I thought it best to wait for something that was even better after all I only had 4 rings left. About 15 minutes later there were two blonde girls singing a duet which was performed in perfect unison. I couldn’t help but wonder how it would be to have them give me a blow job so I had to add them to my list of five. The next lady to come out was a hypnotist. I would be crazy to let someone with that gift to be placed in such a position. My luck she would become the dominant and I would be submitting to her request in no time. After about 30 minutes had passed by out came a young lady who swallowed swords. I figured if she could do that to a sword she wouldn’t have any problem taking my entire cock. My final selection was made just before the show came to its end. She was a nice young lady that had come as an exotic dancer. Even though she covered with some sort of sheer material while dancing just the thought of her dancing nude made my erect cock bounce in hunger. But now the 15 minute dance show was over and it was time to announce the winners for the talent contest. The judges all got together to see if any of the girls had been selected by more than one judge. When this happened there would be a coin toss to determine which judge would get the girl. The next thing to be done was to divide the categories up and assign them to the judges based upon the girls that they had selected. Then the old man called each judge one at a time onto the stage where they awarded each of the 5 girls a ring congratulating them for being chosen over the thousands of ladies that had turned out. They would wear these rings proudly the entire time they were attending college at NSU. Sometime between then and the time school actual began the ladies that had received their rings applied and received residence at Wilson Hall. It was then that I learned that the names of the ladies I had selected were Angie, Becky, Carol, Debbie, and Gina. Angie was the first of the young ladies I had to test to see if my new controls were actually for real and to what extent. I called her on the phone on Friday and asked her to come over to my dorm room. She didn’t waste anytime getting from her place to mine. I invited her in and after 15 minutes of small talk. I asked her if she had ever played truth or dare when she was little. She said she had so I asked her what was the most embarrassing question she was ever asked. She said that she had been asked if she had ever given a guy a blow job. So I asked her Truth or Dare. She said dare so I asked her to give me a blow job. She bent down between my legs unzipped my pants pulled them down to my knees. Then she pushed me back into a chair. Then she grabbed a hold of my cock and just before placing it into her mouth she spat on it. Then she swallowed it whole. Then without touching it with her hands she bobbed up and down on it having it almost touching the back of her throat on the down stroke as she became like a finely tuned machine. I was doing my best to hold back the biggest load I ever shot, but I couldn’t help but release everything deep into the back of her throat. At first her gag reflex started to kick in but then it stopped and she swallowed it all making sure not to miss a drop. She then asked, “Master are you pleased with what Angie has done.” I told her I was very pleased and asked her if there was something she would like. She replied, “Angie would like Master to lick her pussy.” I brought her to me and unzipped her pants laid her back on the sofa. She spread her legs wide open so her pink wet cunt was available to me. Then I dove in and started sucking on her clit. While I held it there in my mouth I would run my tongue up and down her most inner lips. Sometimes I would let her clit slide out of my mouth only to engulf it once again. Then other times I would make little circles on the tip end of her clitoris. I continued this until she reached an orgasm. Once it was over Angie would come to me and if my cock wasn’t hard she would suck on it until it was and when my cock was erect she would kneel down on her hands and knees. Then she would beg, “Master please fuck Angie with your nice hard cock. I’ve been good and I promise to do anything you want.” It was true that the ring’s power really worked.. I thought about how nice it was going to be when the exotic dancers dance for me. While the two dancers give me the best fellatio I’ll ever have. I would take Angie out in public so that all the guys would be jealous for she had a great body and after all she was my slave girl. College is going to be so cool these next 4 years I may just have to go for a Doctorate degree. Just then the clock struck nine Angie you better go we got classes tomorrow and I still have to finish studying for my Calculus test. As Angie shut the door I pulled out my Calculus book and laid down to begin studying. When I opened my book a copy of last years test dropped out. I had forgotten that I had found a copy of the test and stuffed it in my book thinking I could use it as a study guide. I wrote out the problems on a clean sheet of paper and attempted to work the problems. After working on the problems for about an hour I turned over the study guide and checked my work. I could see that I understood all the problems in sections 2 and 6. Then after closer observation I discovered that my problem with those types of problems was that I had not always changed the sign of the negative numbers when they were squared. I knew better than that but for some reason with the type of problems in sections 2 and 6 I had been over looking that rule. So now that I knew what I was doing wrong all I needed to do was to work that type of problem slower and double check my work.
The following day after classes I invited Becky, Carol, and Gina to come over. Just as Angie had been the day before Becky, Carol, and Gina were very eager to please and appeared within minutes at the door. We all made small talk introducing each other for about 30 minutes. During this time Gina asked Becky and Carol if they had ever slept with another woman before. The question caught me off guard but provided me with the perfect opportunity to ask if they had ever had sex with one guy. Again the answer was no. I asked them why they hadn’t and they replied that they hadn’t had the opportunity ever present itself. I then suggested that Becky, Carol, and I have sex. Then the three started asking questions such as:
Who would be on top,
Would cunnilingus be involved, and if so who would be giving and who would be receiving,
Would fellatio be involved?
When I heard this last question I informed Becky and Carol that they would be giving me fellatio simultaneously. I then added that Gina should be an exotic dancer. The three young ladies were all pleased with this decision, and began to make preparations. Becky started out by unbuttoning my pants using her mouth. Then Carol followed grabbing my zipper with her teeth pulling it down as far as it could go. Then the two of them used theirs mouths to pull my pants down around my ankles. Once they had done this I was seated in a chair by the fireplace with Becky and Carol on each side. During this Gina had removed her clothes and shaved her pussy. She had placed a clip onto her clit. This caused her pussy lips to spread open and you could see her juices beginning to run down her inner thighs. She also had placed a clamp on each of her now erect nipples. Each clamp hanging from her nipples had a golden chain with a diamond at the other end. It was hard to determine which of the two my cock was responding; fellatio I was receiving from the ladies, or the dancing performance. I was right about Becky and Carol. Just as I was hoping that since they were dancing in unison they would be able to work together and give fellatio in perfect unison. The two would kiss with my cock between their lips as they slid up and down my cock. Until just before I exploded and then the head of my cock and their tongues would come together in one French kiss. Only to be separated in order to obtain the cum which I had just shot. Which would then bring the girls back together again in one final kiss.