"I couldn't get good pictures. Not from across the campus. So I came on up, opened the door and got some damned fine shots. Even a couple using the telephoto. Know what a meat shot is?"
"A meat shot? What do you mean?"
"Well, when a guy and a gal are really getting it on, see, his cock is really driving hard into her pussy. At just the right angle, you can see the prick vanishing and get a damned fine picture of it."
"So?"
"So I think Mr. Kress' cock and your lovely little cunt will look just great with a frame around it and hung on his classroom wall."
"There's more, isn't there, Sid? Otherwise, you wouldn't be telling me all this. You'd be printing the pictures and passing them out to anyone who'd like to see the two of us screwing-maybe even to people who wouldn't like to see the two of us screwing."
"Smart girl. You still going with Jack?" His eyes drank in her beauty. She could feel his eyes resting heavily on the twin swells of her tits. She hadn't bothered buttoning up her blouse after the fucking session with Mike. There was no reason to. And now she was glad she hadn't.
What Sid was offering was so blatant that she'd almost expected more of him.
Still, he wasn't unattractive…
"I figure you might be able to meet my price for nice 8x10 glossies. Maybe you'll even want a set for Mr. Kress, too. But I asked about Jack. You still going with him?"
"No. And I doubt if he'd be interested in a set of X-rated photos of me. He's a bit of a stick-in-the-mud. A real drag."
"Yeah, I've noticed, so look, since you've dumped the Wooden One, why not come up to the darkroom and we'll see what develops."
She thrust her boobs a little bit farther forward to make certain her nipples were pressed firmly against her blouse. They looked like tiny mushrooms growing on the front of her chest.
"Do I have any choice?"
"Sure. I'll just keep the pictures for my own files. I won't show them to anyone. I just figured I should get something for my work if you, uh, happened to want a set of your own."
She reached out and thrust her hand into Sid's right rear pocket. She could feel his muscular ass under the thick denim. She squeezed down and moved closer to him as she said, "Sounds good to me. Let's get going, huh? I'm feeling something developing right now. And I think you'd better plug it up soon or I'll leak out. all over the place."
His eyes darted to the front of her skirt and he saw a tiny spot of dampness.
He smiled broadly and allowed her to guide him to the stairs, her hand gently squeezing his rear end.
In the classroom used for the Student newspaper, she was disappointed to find it deserted. Laurie had hoped there'd be one or two people out here. Then, when she and Sid went into the potential of the necessary darkroom, there would be the discovery as they screwed.
She was coming to find' this ingredient for her to really enjoy sex.
Cock and lots of it was nice. She couldn't deny that. And if a man really knew all the ways of pleasuring her, that was great, too. But this was all physical stimulation. She was discovering a brand-new dimension of fucking with the thrill of possible discovery of her sexual activities.
Laurie didn't understand it. She didn't even try to. All she had to do was accept it and ride it for all it was worth. Anything that gave her the treat of such monumental orgasms had to be something worthwhile.
"And here's my private domain. The darkroom."
"Do we have to keep it dark all the time?"
"I'm sure we can think of something to brighten up our little stay in there together." Sid smiled lewdly and ushered her into the small room.
There was barely room for her to turn around. She blundered into a pan and sent it clattering to the floor as the lights went out. The room was totally dark.
"You gotta be kidding. I want to see what's going on… hey!" she cried, feeling a hand sliding up her leg and gripping her snatch. Still not able to see, she groped in the dark. She couldn't find Sid anywhere.
"Come on, man! I can feel your fuckin' hand! I want something else from you!"
"I think I can guess what!" he said, his voice coming from floor level.
She felt his hands gripping her panties, then pulling them off. Reaching out and down, she found the top of the teenager's head. He was on his knees in front of her.
When his head started burrowing under her dress and his mouth found her pussy mound, she groaned. Suddenly weak in the legs, she almost stumbled. Supporting herself against the counter, she let his tongue work its way through the tangled mat of her pussy fur, then down lower until he was licking up and down the entire length of her sex slit.
As his tongue stabbed far into her cunt, she screamed.
"Hey, not so loud!" he protested from under her dress. "Somebody's likely to hear if you carry on like that!"
"It… it's nice, your mouth. But I want something besides your tongue up my cunt!"
"Great," he said. "Most chicks get uptight over getting knocked up. You on the Pill?"
"Sure. Most of the girls are. I think they just hand out that line to string you guys along. We all like balling as much as you do, but we hive to keep your animal instincts in line some way."
"The hell you say. You're the one acting like a bitch in heat. But you said you wanted a little light. Let's try balling with this on. It's really kinky!"
He switched on the orange safelight. The dim light pervaded the entire room, giving their skins an eerie aspect. The girl almost laughed when she looked down and saw the teenager's prick boldly jutting up from his pants.
"Goddamn, it looks like an orange Popsicle!" she exclaimed.
"So taste it and see!"
"Nope. I have a better place to put it. Remember?"
"How could I forget?"
His hands were eagerly fondling her tits now. He'd unbuttoned her blouse, allowing her boobs to come spilling opulently out into his grip. He took a double handful of titflesh and was methodically squeezing down. She pushed closer to him, urging him on.
"Get up on the counter," she told him. "Flat on your back. I'll do the rest."
He reluctantly let her fits free for a moment as he sprawled out supine on the countertop. Then he saw what she had in mind. She agilely leaped up and straddled his erection. She held herself poised above his cock.
The girl smiled as she reached and held his throbbing cock just a fraction of an inch away from her sex lips. The orange light cast a completely alien look to the scene. It was a red-orange prick threatening to impale her. And the highlights were all off-colored.
She loved It.
"Ready for this?" she needlessly asked.
In response, he reached up and grabbed her tits again. He started rotating them, one clockwise, the other in the opposite direction. He seemed intent on tearing the two lovely mounds of titflesh from her chest.
She gasped as she felt the effects rampaging into her chest. Hot lances of delight stabbed down and lit her fuse. She new he could bring her off if he kept up his handling of her jugs like this.
She wanted more than that. She was hungry for cock. And it was in her hand. All she had to do was lower her body and take it all the way up her cunt.
She did.
She didn't just relax and drop around that lovely pillar of manmeat. The gill wanted the maximum stimulation out of that willing prick. She wanted that cock to satisfy all her desires, her every sexual demand.
She dropped a couple inches until the blunt nose cone of his rigid cock poked into her sex lips.
She rocked back and forth, letting her fuck fluids ooze out and onto his prick.
Then she worked down another half inch.
The cock came into her cunt. The sex lips parted enough for her to keep them in direct contact with the prick. She felt the twitching rod of hard flesh stimulating her inner sex lips. The pinkly scalloped labia were the most sensitive portion of her cunt and she knew it. She got the maximum turn-on before allowing his cock to enter another inch up her twat.