On the Clock (3 of 24)

On the Clock

3 PM

“That was incredible.”

Shameful was more like it. I felt like such a fucking slut, but I just couldn’t help myself. Still, with my 2 pm fuck now satisfied, sanity had once more returned to me. I looked at my watch 2:14. Damn, only 46 minutes before I had to do it all over again. I looked at the boy. “You want something?”

“Huh?”

“You followed me out here, right?”

“What? Oh yeah. I got something for you but I didn’t want to have the guys inside hear me say it.”

“Why? Are they in on it?”

“No, no, it’s nothing like that, but we’re supposed to watch out for our fellow frat members, but I think there’s a guy you should talk to.”

“Who?”

“His name is Denny Wilkins. He said he was working on a drug to make women horny. No one really believed him. Not really, but it stuck with me because even if he was bull shitting us, he never let up. He kept on saying it, and I was thinking he might just have done it.”

I was impatient. I was on the clock. I didn’t have time for idle chit chat. “Fine. Where can I find this Denny Wilkins?”

“He’s a work-out freak. Usually on Sunday’s, you can find him working out at the gym.”

“Which one?”

“The one on campus. He doesn’t have money for private memberships or anything like that. So, um—”

“Look,” I told the guy. “I gotta go.”

“Call me,” the boy said. “Maybe we can do this again.”

“Yeah sure, Dirk,” I said even as I was moving towards my car. I knew what I needed. I needed to get rolling before the clock struck 3.

On a Sunday afternoon, parking on campus is a breeze. You don’t even need to pay for parking. You just go and find the best spot.

There wasn’t a parking lot right there by the gym. I’d always thought that was funny. You come to the campus to work out and they make you walk just to get to the gym. I mean, it was like they made you exercise just so you could get some exercise. I wasn’t thinking that now. I didn’t have time for stray thoughts like that. I had to find Denny Wilkins and I had to make him make it stop.

The gym was packed when I got there. I had no idea who Denny Wilkins was. I was realizing I should have at least asked Dirk for a little more info about the guy but I hadn’t. I asked one of the attendants at the front desk if he knew him. The man shook his head. “Never heard of him.”

“I got to find him. Can I just go in and look around.”

The man looked at me and then he shook his head and pointed at a sign. “No street clothes in the gym area,” he said.

“But I really got to find this guy, Denny Wilkins.”

The man shook his head. “Sorry, no exceptions.”

“Look, could you at least use the PA system and page him.”

“We’re not really supposed to—”

“Ple-e-e-e-ease.”

I guess he must have sensed my distress because he picked up the microphone. “What’s his name again?”

“Denny,” I told the man. “Denny Wilkins.” I could feel myself getting impatient. I didn’t have all day, but I kept it under control. It wasn’t going to help to get impatient.

The man toggled the switch. “Attention, guests. Will Denny Wilkins please report to the front desk. Denny Wilkins.”

The man put the microphone down. “Thanks,” I said and the man nodded. Now, all I could do was wait.

I looked at my watch. I didn’t have time to wait. It was already 2:42. I needed answers now.

How long should I wait, I wondered. This was stupid. Time was running out.

I looked at my watch again. Seven minutes had passed and still nothing. I was going to have to do something and I was going to have to do it quick.

The guy at the front desk went into a back room and I didn’t hesitate. I jumped the gate and I scrambled on into the gym area.

I still didn’t know who the hell I was supposed to be looking for. I mean, all I really had was a fucking name. I didn’t have a description or even an idea where to look I mean, the guy could have been working the cardio machines or he might have been lifting weights. Heck, for all I knew, maybe he was in a stupid aerobics class. I was beginning to realize just how daunting my task was.

I stopped a girl. “Excuse me, do you know who Denny Wilkins is?”

The girl shook her head.

I moved on. There was a guy getting a drink from the water fountain. “Hey,” I asked, “do you know Denny Wilkins?”

Another negative.

Damn. This just wasn’t working. Of course, I supposed I could jump up on one of the pieces of exercise equipment and yell out his name but other than letting the guy know that I was onto him, I was sure to draw the attention of the gym’s staff and I was sure to be kicked out in nothing flat.

I still hadn’t learned just how important the clock really was in my life. I was still trying to figure out what I was going to do next when the clock flipped over to 3:00.

Suddenly, finding Denny Wilkins wasn’t as important as finding anyone, any guy, who could stick his cock in my pussy. I was standing outside the men’s locker room. In my right mind, I would never have done what I did next but I turned around and walked inside and I stood up on a bench and in a loud voice, I said, “I need to get fucked. I need to get fucked right now.”

The reaction was pretty much what you would have expected. Some guys stared at me in disbelief while others ducked for cover. I could see towels flying but then one of the guys stepped forward. He was actually kind of cute although that didn’t really matter to me. He looked like the quintessential surfer dude. I needed to get fucked, and really, that was all that mattered so I didn’t really care how good he looked just so long as he was willing to give me what I wanted. “You want to get fucked,” the guy said. “Then prove it.”

I could see he wasn’t the only interested one. There were a couple of more guys stepping forward. One was kind of geeky looking while the other guy was a lot older. I didn’t care. In my sex-crazed mind, I knew I’d take them all. “Show you,” I asked. “How?”

“Well, for starters, how about you show us your tits.”

In the condition I was in, a request like that was hardly likely to faze me. I stripped off my top and then moments later, off came the bra, too. I was standing there in front of all these guys even as my hands played with my tits. “Is this what you wanted to see?”

Geek boy looked at me. “Nice,” he said. “Better than I’ve ever seen in some magazine but what I’d really like to see is some pussy.”

Great, I thought. Now, he was comparing me to some pin-up girl but even as I was thinking it, I could feel myself responding to his request. Off came my flip flops and then off came my shorts. Even as my hands went to my panties, I remembered thinking how all those slutty, little pin-ups probably got fucked all the time and I remember thinking, why should they have all the fun.

Now it was the old guy’s turn to make a suggestion. “You’re pretty good at teasing, girl, I’ll give you that, but how are you at backing up those actions?”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Well now, how about you get your ass down off that bench, then lay yourself out, spread your legs for me, show me your pussy and tell me just how much you want me to fuck you.”

I didn’t even hesitate. I was so fucking hot. I could see guys starting to gather round even as I laid down on the bench and spread my legs for the guy. They were willing to watch but it wasn’t like they were all that likely to join in. I rubbed my fingers between my legs. I was so wet. “Fuck me,” I moaned for the man. “Fuck me.”

“That sounds pretty good, girl. Why don’t you keep that up.”

Was he going to make me fucking beg for it? Couldn’t he see I wanted it, but even as I asked myself the question, I knew what the answer was. If he wanted me to beg, I was going to beg. “Come on, mister,” I told Old guy. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Take that cock of yours and stick it right here between my legs.”

Old guy must have just come off the floor or maybe he was getting ready to go out but he was still pretty much dressed in work-out shorts and a t-shirt but I saw him stroking something through the front of his shorts. “So what do you boys think?”

“I’m game,” said Geek boy.

“Me, too,” said Surfer dude. “She’s totally hot. Count me in.”

Old guy looked back at me. “Looks like you just bought yourself some serious dick, girl, but why don’t you keep telling us what you want us to do.”

The promise of dick was more than enough to keep me begging for more. My hand rubbed the place between my legs as I looked back and forth between the three of them. “Come on, guys,” I said even as my hand rubbed my pussy. “Don’t make me wait.” I pushed a finger between my legs and I moaned. I was so wet and squishy. “I need you guys to fuck me. I need it now.”

Surfer dude was the one most ready to give me what I wanted. He must have just been getting ready to go in and take a shower because he smelled like he’d been working out and he was already nice and naked. He was stroking his cock as he moved up to me. “So you want this, huh babe.”

With my pussy angled down towards Old guy and with Geek boy standing between the two others, that left Surfer dude up around my head which was just perfect for me because even as my one hand continued to rub my pussy, my other one reached up to grab his cock. I gave it a squeeze and then I started to stroke it. “You know what I want,” I told him.

Geek boy was still in street clothes and I got the feeling that he was coming in and not going out but really, it didn’t matter. Very quickly, he was losing his street clothes and then his underclothes, too and when his cock came out, I couldn’t help but nod with approval. Geek or not, the guy sure did have one hell of a cock.

So now it was Old guy’s turn. He’d waited for the other two to make their moves before he made his but the man just shrugged and then he was pulling off his t-shirt and taking down his work-out shorts. That left only his boxers between me and his cock and in very short order, he wasn’t wearing even those.

Holy shit! Even if I weren’t sex-crazed, I would have thought that. Even if I weren’t wet, that cock would have done it to me. Old guy was fucking huge. He was both long and thick. That thing was fucking scary but it was a good scary and as slutty as I now was, I knew what I wanted. I wanted to get fucked by that monster cock.

My fingers probed my pussy even deeper. “Fuck me,” I moaned. “Come on, do it. Fuck me.”

I think the other guys knew that as impressive as they were, they weren’t in the same class as Old guy. They knew that if Old guy was what I wanted, then Old guy was what I was going to get.

I think Old guy knew what his place was. He knew he could wait. “Why don’t you take these other boys first,” he said. “Let them stretch you out a bit first and get you ready for this.”

No, I wanted to tell him, but for some reason, I didn’t. I acquiesced. I let Geek boy slide in between my legs and as nice as his cock was, it certainly wasn’t anything like Old man’s.

Still, I couldn’t help but moan as I felt Geek boy slide his cock inside me. God, that felt good, and my pussy was just so hot. I loved the feel of that thing as it slid all the way inside me and then he pulled it back again only to stick me with it all over again.

As good as that cock felt between my legs, I almost didn’t notice it when Surfer dude pulled his cock free from my hand but I definitely did notice it when he pressed his cock up against my lips and I was more than willing to do what he wanted. I opened my mouth and I took that cock inside.

I could feel his hands on my tits as he continued to feed me his cock. “That’s it,” he said. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Suck it. Suck that cock. Suck it good.”

I’d never sucked a cock before. I mean, sure, there had guys that had wanted me to do it but I’d always put them off but as I laid there sucking on that cock, I just couldn’t remember why. Suck cock. Why not? I loved sucking cock.

And while I was at it, I loved having the Surfer dude play with my tits. That, at least, wasn’t much of a surprise. My nipples were so sensitive. Get them hard and apply just the right pressure and I could almost get myself off just by playing with my tits. I knew that because I loved to play with my tits in the shower and I loved to get myself off.

And, of course, I loved that fucking cock between my legs.

Oh God, I was going to cum. I was going to fucking cum. Geek boy was going to do it to me. I was going to cum. I was—

I was cumming. I’m not sure if it was the cock between my legs or the hands on my tits, but probably it was both. I was cumming hard and so was the boy between my legs. I could feel it. He was cumming and it felt so fucking good.

Surfer dude it seemed, wasn’t about to let Geek boy have all the fun because no sooner had Geek boy pulled out than he was there to take his place. I couldn’t help but moan as he slipped his cock inside my sloppy, little cunt.

My hands went after my tits as the dude continued to plug away at me. I squeezed my tits and I toyed with my nipples and I moaned. My nipples were so hard and I was so on edge. “Fuck me,” I moaned. “Fuck me.”

The boy didn’t say anything which was just fine with me. He just let out a low groan and he fucked me harder.

My fingers toyed with my nipples. I knew what was going to happen. I was going to cum. I just hoped Surfer dude was ready because it wouldn’t be long now.

“Oh shit,” I cried out. “Oh shit. Oh shit. Here it comes. Here it comes. Oh geez. You’re going to do it. You’re going to make me cum.”

Surfer dude was fucking me harder and faster and I knew why. He was building up to the release. Not mine but his. He was close, too.

“Come on,” I urged him on. I was so close. “I want you to do it. Cum inside my little fucking pussy.”

The boy groaned and then he buried himself inside me and he let out a grunt and then a moment later, he let out another and even as my own pussy squeezed him even tighter, I knew what was happening. The dude was cumming, just like me.

We stayed like that as the orgasms continued to roll but finally, Surfer dude pulled back and then he pulled out altogether. With Surfer dude and Geek boy having already cum in me, the sexual imperative to fuck had been satisfied. My 3:00 fuck was done so why was I still so fucking horny?

I knew why. It was Old guy and that fucking, monster cock of his. Slutty, I know, but I was already here. I was naked and so was he and you just didn’t run into a fucking cock like that every day so this one, this one was on me. I was going to fuck Old guy not because someone made me do it but because I really did want to do it. I wanted to feel what it felt like to have Old guy’s fucking monster cock buried deep between my legs.

Old guy moved in between my legs and he pressed the head of his cock against my pussy. God, that thing felt big, big and could. I could feel him put a little pressure behind it and I couldn’t help but moan.

Even as wet as I was, it was going to take a little more than a little pressure to get that thing inside me. Old guy pushed again and I couldn’t help but moan.

The man smiled. “Little girl likes this.”

I moaned again and my hands went to my tits. “Fuck yeah,” I told the man. “I love it but I need more. Give me more.”

The man smiled just a little more. “You mean something like this.”

I couldn’t help but gasp as he pushed that thing against me. He was part way in and it hurt. Fuck, he was stretching me out. I could see what he meant about letting the other guys stretch me first but even so, I wasn’t ready for this.

He was pushing harder and my hands toyed with my tits. I’d squeeze my way all the way up to my nipples. I’d toy with my nipples. I’d tease myself and then I’d go back and do it all over again.

I gasped again as my pussy took even more of that cock.

I knew there were guys gathered around us watching. They knew they were in the presence of a master and they knew I was going to get fucked hard.

Old guy pushed again. Fuck, he was splitting me open, but damn, it felt so good inside me. My eyes were almost tearing. I looked up at the man even as I gasped for air. “Easy,” I told him. “Easy, please. Take it easy on me.”

Old man knew what I meant. He waited for me to catch my breath and then he fed me even more cock.

I wondered how much I had inside me. All I knew was I felt like I couldn’t take anymore.

Old guy was pulling back and then he was pushing forward again. Then back, then forward. Then back. Then forward.

I couldn’t help myself. I moaned as I took that cock. God, that thing felt good.