When my wife first mentioned what she called, The Dallas College Girls, I wondered of them as simply a clique of women, and one gay man, all in their 60s who had stayed close friends since middle college. I met most of them at parties or dinners. They were all clever, successful, and quite gorgeous.

It wasn’t until after my wife passed away that I learned the real secret of the Dallas College Girls.

I suggest reading at least the intro to this series to help get things started. -Emmerson

The schedule didn’t specify the exact time each woman would be expected, but each seemed to know. Suffice to say that, shortly before Noon, Jill arrived.

There is no other way to put it. The door opened and she strode in, wearing the conservative powder blue pant suit that was famous with female politicians in those days.

Jet black hair, cut in the shoulder length made famous by Condolezza Rice and Sarah Palin the powder blue suit, and white blouse that quietly hid her medium size breasts. Her shoes looked expensive. Overall, the entire look was very severe.

She looked down her sharp nose at me. “So, you’re the Girls’ boy toy.”

“I prefer ‘man toy,’ Jill.” Trying to laugh off her attitude.

“And I prefer ‘Senator,’ boy toy.”

“Yes, Senator.” No more laughing.

“I any case, you’re the one with the talented slut of a wife who made all these grannies cum and quiver. I’m all about a little shared pussy love, but let’s keep it in perspective, shall we?”

She took in the room with a distaining glance. Before I could speak up in defense of my wife, or the Dallas College Girls, she continued, “And now you’re supposed to eat my cunt until I can’t stand it anymore, and shriek for you to never ever stop. That does sound like something I can work with.”

She lifted the front of her skirt, displaying perfect legs emerging from silk panties that matched the powder blue of the suit.

“Lick me, boy toy. Show me what I’m supposed to be so impressed by. I knelt in front of her, but when I started to remove her panties, she grabbed my wrist firmly. “No, no, Those can stay. I won’t be here that long.” The senator was starting to irritate me,

Pressing my mouth to the gusset I began to chew on the panties, licking them until I tasted the juice from her pussy seeping through. She actually released a genuine groan of pleasure before she said, “Not bad boy toy, but let’s see how good you really are. Did your whore of a wife do this?”

Her panties darkened as she started to urinate. Standing over me in the middle of a hotel room and she’s peeing. I tried to pull away, but she grabbed my hair, yanking my face back into the stream. “Swallow it, bitch.”

Of course, I had heard of ‘golden showers,’ though I never found the interest myself. But I understood the mechanics. “Ooo, yes Senator. I love drinking your hot piss. More please.” I played submissive as she laughed and peed on my face and hair for nearly a full minute. I kept chewing her panties until she moaned and writhed through a small orgasm.

When a malicious thought occurred to me and I took a deep breath, before sucking in a mouthful of piss. The erotic literature tells us that urine has a sweet taste, if any taste at all. Perhaps this is a function of diet since it was not the case with Jill. It seemed she lived on a diet of ammonia and garbage.

Still, I held the mouthful as I stood up. Jill waved a hand in my face “We’re done, boy toy. Go away.” I grabbed her arm, then pulled her into a closed mouth kiss. I felt her tense up then relax.

When I felt her open her mouth to the kiss, I opened mine, letting her urine pour into her throat. She flinched and sputtered, “You son of a bitch!”

While she was distracted, I yanked her jacket off her shoulders and around her arms, pinning them to her sides. I grabbed the front of her blouse and ripped it open, scattering buttons in all directions. You know that sound when a gasp sounds more like surprise and delight than anger and disgust? That is the gasp that Jill made. She wasn’t exactly happy I had ruined an expensive blouse, but something in her groin had been awakened. Something long neglected, if not actually denied.

Desire.

I yanked down her bra. Her mid-size tits popped free and I noticed the areola was a deep rose color and the nipples were surprisingly hard. Without pausing to think, I bit her areola, leaving obvious teeth marks around the rose ring. Jill shuddered and screamed, “YOU MADE ME CUM! GOD DAM YOU!” My dick was rock hard. I spun her around and grabbed her skirt at the zipper, tearing it in both directions, ripping it down the center seam and throwing it to the floor. “Oh, yes, sir. Take me.” She begged.

Next was the blue silk panties, still dripping with her urine, they tore easily. I ripped them from her ass and shoved them in her mouth. “Swallow it bitch,” I hissed in her ear.

Her knees buckled as she groaned once more, “Oh, please.”

Holding her hands behind her back, I slammed Jill’s nearly naked body against the large window. A group of golfers paused to point and stare at the beautiful brunette pressed against the glass, her tits smashed nearly flat and her legs spread wide.

I pressed my cock against Jill’s very tight anus, “Ever been fucked in the ass, Senator?”

“No. Please. I’ve never…”

“Someone recently told me that when it comes to anal sex, there are two kinds of people. Those who enjoy it, and those who haven’t tried it YET!” On the final word, I shoved my hard, dry, dick into her virgin asshole. “FUCK NO PLEASE!”

I know, in this day and age, no means no. But I wanted to be sure I understood her. Thrusting my cock into her rectum, which was surprisingly relaxed, I asked, “What was that, Senator?”

“Fuck me, I mean No, Stop! Too good”

I had her.

I reached around, not entirely surprised to find her pussy soaking wet as two fingers slid easily inside, “Aw fuck,” Jill groaned, now rocking her hips on my fingers and my cock. “Oh yes, baby. So good. Fuck my ass”

I grabbed around her stomach with both hands, like the Heimlich maneuver. Pumping against her gut as I fucked her ass,” Jill started screaming again. “No! My bladder. You can’t.”

“You had no objection to releasing your bladder when your pee was on my face.” I slammed hard into her ass as I pumped her bladder, making her wet herself. I could smell the pee as it ran down her legs, “Just imagine all those golfers kneeling at your feet, drinking your piss.” She cried in abject humiliation, but kept pumping back on my cock.

I felt my orgasm building as her rectum squeezed my shaft. I knew I had to hurry. I curled my fingers inside her cunt, stroking her G-spot firmly and distinctly as I plowed her greasy ass.

My orgasm fired off, filling her rectum with my cum. “OH GOD YOU NASTY MOTHERFUCKER YOUR HOT CUM FILLING MY ASSHOLE MAKING ME … OH FUCK YES!”

Jill’s entire body shook as her first rectal orgasm tore through her. She collapsed into my arms. “Oh, thank you, sir. That was incredible I want to fuck you, but we can’t put that dirty thing in my pussy.”

“That’s right,” I stood up, towering over the huddled woman, “we can’t put it in your pussy.” I smeared the shit-covered cock around her cheeks and eyes.

“God no.” She pleaded. I pushed the tainted dick against her lips.

“Suck me,” I ordered. “Suck your shit off my throbbing cock.”

She tried to turn her head without opening her mouth. “No, Senator. Now we find out his good you really are. I shot a stream of urine into her face! When she screamed, I crammed my tainted cock down her throat. She choked and gulped before relaxing. Humming as she cradled my balls and licked the filth from my cock.

“You like that, don’t you Jill, now that you’ve tried it?”

“I’ve never cum from just sucking, dick. But God, yes. The feel, the tainted smell, the musky taste. It’s hitting me in all the right places. I’m cumming! I’M FUCKING CUMMING FROM SUCKING YOUR WONDERFUL COCK, YOU NASTY MAN!”

Jill relaxed as her orgasm subsided. “Mmm, yes, sir, I owe you big time. Let’s shower and then you can fuck me all night long! I’ll do whatever you want. Drink your piss, eat your shit, fuck all the other girls! Command me!”

“A tempting offer, Jan, and you will have a chance to do all those things at the gathering at Meryl and Mitch’s place. Bring your husband, he might like it in the ass, too.”

“Oh, fuck yes!” She gathered up the remains of her clothes, peeked out the door and made a run for the parking lot without putting any thing on.

I laid down and tried to rest before the orgy, but my cock was still wide awake.