Cathy's Test.


Chapter one.

  The tall, willowy girl looked troubled as she walked the stairs
of the university. She needed to ask a favour of the history
professor, and she felt wildly insecure, as she always did when
she was in a new situation.

  Three months earlier she had gone to the admission examinations
at the university, but on the evening before the last test: the
history examination, she was taken to hospital. Two weeks later
she went to the university offices to present papers, signed and
stamped by the hospital, that she had been hospitalised for `this
and that', and that she had been unable to come to the last
admission test.

  "Is there any way I can be allowed to do that test as kind of
an illness test," she asked the grumpy elderly lady at the desk.
Her cheeks were blushing as she asked. She was always so shy when
she had to ask people for something.

  "Wait a minute. I'll check out if it is possible. Please wait
outside the door." There was a small bench in the hall, right
outside the door, where she sat down. And she was very
uncomfortable for more than half an hour. Not that the bench was
uncomfortable, far from it, but she had a feeling that everybody
walking past her was staring, wondering, or criticizing her
appearance. The elderly lady's `a minute' had turned into 40
minutes when she finally opened the door and beckoned Cathy
inside.

  "I have checked your tests in the other subjects, and I have to
say, you have done very well, young lady. According to § 37 you
are allowed an extra test, if illness or death in your close
family has prevented you from doing the official test. But there
is one problem: The professor who will do the test will be the
professor who teaches history, and he has left for his holidays."

  "Oh, no," Cathy exclaimed.

  "What's the trouble, now?"

  "I'll need the `student's card' in order to get a room in town,
to get cheaper train-fare and all that."

  "Easy now, little girl. I'll issue a card for you, which will
work up to the 15th of September. When the university starts up
on the 1st of September you'll have a couple of weeks to make
contact with professor Saliny, and make the test before him. Is
that OK?"

  "Oh, yes. Thank you very much."

  She felt very relieved as she walked down the stairs. Phew. Her
problems seemed to be solved, and she did not have any serious
confrontations for a long time. The long summer holiday was
ahead, and she knew she was going to spend it at her uncle
Pietro's farm. She had a final date with her boyfriend for the
evening, and in a way she looked forward to it and dreaded it at
the same time. She loved Mike, all right, but sex was a major
problem between them. Cathy cursed her shyness, which gave them
so much trouble. She really loved it when they were kissing and
caressing each other, as long as they kept their clothes on.
Mike's hands on her small, firm tits would make her hot and horny
all over, and the few times she let him fondle her thighs and her
pussy through her panties, she knew that her wet gusset would
tell how horny she was. But the moment he tried to unbutton her
shirt, or when his fingers sneaked down past the elastic in her
panties, she froze. Oh, the many times she had damned herself for
this shyness. Deep down she yearned to let go, to let him undress
her and make love to her, but she just could not do it. And she
did not even know why. Time and time again their dates would end
on a sour note, when Mike was frustrated and angry at her
reluctance, and she herself was just as angry. Not at Mike, but
at her own shyness. Most of these nights she would get home and
go to bed, where she masturbated two or three times, dreaming up
fantasies where she was horny and free and would fuck him again
and again. Not until she had given herself two or three violent
orgasms would she be able to fall asleep.

  This last date with Mike, before she would go away for three
months, was no better than all the others. "For Heaven's sake,
Cathy, you're 19. Will you ever grow up? Don't feel too sure that
I'll be here for you, when the holidays are over."

Chapter two.

  On her way up the stairs to meet the professor, she was almost
overwhelmed by her shyness and embarrassment. She studied the
chart in the hall, and easily found professor Saliny's office.
Again she hesitated a minute or two before she knocked on the
door.

  "Come in," a deep voice answered. With blushing cheeks she
entered the office, closed the door and turned to look at the
professor. Saliny was a rather handsome man in his fifties, dark
hair with grey at his temples, and big, brown eyes. "Come closer,
dear. What can I do for you?"

  Cathy explained her problem.

  "Oh, dear. You're quite lucky that you found me. In about 15
minutes I have to go, and I won't be back for more than a week.
I'm afraid that'll be too late, dear."

  Tears welled up in Cathy's eyes. "B-b-b-ut that's di-di-saster.
Then I can't start my first year."

  "Hold it, dear. Or Cathy, I should say. I shall be in my home
Wednesday evening. If you don't mind catching a bus, you can go
there, and I shall examine you in my home, although it's not
quite the proper way to do it."

  "Oh, yes, sir, I shall be happy to catch the bus. What time do
you want me to come?"

  "Let's say 8 o'clock. That should give us plenty of time."

  "Thank you, sir, I shall be there at 8."

  If Cathy had been able to read professor Saliny's lecherous
mind, she probably would not have gone there. Her tall slender
frame with the small pert tits high on her chest was just the
kind of woman he liked. And her very pretty face showed her
anxiety and her shyness more clearly than an open book.

  On the other hand she might have gone! The only times she had
felt comfortable with sexual innuendoes, were with older men. She
would shiver with pleasure and excitement, when she noticed that
her father looked at her body, if he thought that she did not
notice. For a period when she was around 14, she had even
arranged for `accidents'.... she would leave the bathroom when
she knew her father was on his way. Just to let him have a look
at her chest with her budding breasts and her pussy with its
downy hair. Her mother stopped all this with a severe lesson on
the behaviour of young girls, and she was grounded for 3 weeks!
During her recent holiday on uncle Pietro's farm, she had made a
big production out of her sunbathing. She would pick a stretch of
grass behind the barn, where she knew very well that uncle Pietro
would spy on her from a small window in the barn. It made her hot
to know, that he would get excited from looking at the young
woman in her bikini. Not like with the young guys. When they
stared at her they only made her feel insecure and shy, because
she felt they were comparing her to the voluptuous beauties all
around.

  So, she might have gone, even if she had known professor
Saliny's lecherous thoughts. But when she was standing in front
of his house on Wednesday evening, such ideas were farthest from
her mind. She was shy to enter a strange house, and she was
pretty nervous about the result of this examination. The huge
house was dark except a little light seeping through the curtains
from three windows on the ground floor. She pressed the doorbell,
and shortly the door was opened by professor Saliny. "Oh,
welcome, dear Cathy. So you made it on time. Come on in and let's
see what we can do."

  Saliny guided her into a huge living room with sofas, lots of
armchairs, and a big round table in the middle of the room. He
pointed to a gentleman sitting in one of the armchairs. "Meet
professor Stankl. He is here to oversee the examination. You
know, if we should try to cheat on the test, Cathy."

  "Hello, professor Stankl," she said, "but that should not
really be necessary, or should it?" She looked so terribly
innocent, with her long, straight, dirty blonde hair and her
thin, yellow dress. She looked a lot younger than her 19 years.

  "Oh, dear Cathy. You wouldn't know how many students have tried
to use their young beauty to achieve favours from us older
professors. And I'm sorry to admit, that quite a few have
succeeded. In other faculties, of course."

  Saliny guided her to a carefully chosen chair at the big table.
Carefully chosen, so that Stankl from his low armchair had an
unobstructed view under the table to Cathy's slender legs. And
carefully chosen because it was pretty uncomfortable if you kept
your legs together, but as soon as you spread them a little you
could feel it was getting more and more comfortable. Saliny
touched her shoulder and said: "There you are, dear Cathy. The
examination papers are right in front of you. You may start any
time you want. I'll sit here, beside you, to make sure you do it
properly."

  For more than an hour the large room was very quiet. Cathy was
working intensely on the tests, and without her thinking about
it, her slender thighs slowly opened up to achieve a more
comfortable position. When the gusset of her white panties became
visible to professor Stankl, a broad smile spread on his face,
and he felt the blood rush into his cock. At this time Cathy had
spread her legs so wide, that her left leg touched professor
Saliny's. It was just a light touch, but suddenly she was aware
that he pressed back. Just a slight pressure, but enough to make
her aware of what was happening. She let it pass without
commenting on it, but she had to admit that a wave of warmth
rushed down to her pussy. When Saliny placed his right hand on
her thigh with only a light touch, she let that pass too. Another
ten minutes passed in total silence. Cathy was wildly confused.
This was so improper and forbidden, but it made her horny all the
same. A tingling warmth spread from Saliny's hand to her pussy,
and from there to her confused brain.

  Suddenly Saliny said: "Oh, dear. Professor Stankl; I think we
have a little problem on our hands. Our Cathy has made an error.
Will you please come over here to see, if there is something we
can do about it."? A flush of embarrassment ran through Cathy.
She had made an error, but she wanted so badly to get entrance to
her study. Another flush of shyness ran through her, as she
watched professor Stankl get out of his chair to walk closer. He
made no effort to hide the fact, that his cock was pressing hard
against his trousers. When he leaned against her right shoulder,
pretending to read what she had written, he pressed his hard cock
against her shoulder. This sent another wave of turmoil through
the young girl. The situation was scary and utterly sexy at the
same time.

  Saliny leaned in to point to her paper with his left hand,
while his right hand slipped easily from the top of her left
thigh down to the space between them, stopping fearfully close to
her pussy. "You see, Stankl, this last line spoils the first part
of her answer."

  "Oh, yes, that's too bad." He pressed his hard cock even harder
into Cathy's shoulder and said: "It's good I'm here to supervise
your examination, dear Cathy. This is a situation where some
young sluts might try to offer some kind of sex for a chance to
correct her answer, isn't it."

  Cathy was painfully aware of the situation. By now Stankl was
making no secret of the horny, hard cock he was rubbing against
her, and she didn't feel any better when Saliny's hand slowly
moved up her thigh. "Oh, God," she thought, "if he gets all the
way up he will feel that my panties are sopping wet."

  "Please," she almost whispered, "isn't there a way I might
correct this error?" She squeezed her thighs close together to
stop Saliny's hand. "I do know the right answer, it's just that I
was confused."

  "Oh, you know the right answer? Well," Stankl said, "if you are
willing to do something abut this (he grabbed her right hand and
pressed it against his trousers), I might have to turn my back to
the table, and I wouldn't be able to see what you are doing."

  Saliny smiled. "Oh, dear, you lecherous old man. You would have
to stand on my side of her, because she uses her right hand to
write. On the other hand, if I dropped my glasses I should have
to get down under the table to find them, and as long as I'm down
there I shouldn't be able to see what she was doing." He looked
straight into Cathy's eyes and asked:" Should I?"

  Cathy could not stop her voice from trembling when she
whispered: "No, sir, you couldn't see a thing. But how do I make
the correction, if you should drop your glasses?"

  "You cross out the wrong answer and then you write the date and
time of the correction. Then your paper will be OK."

  Cathy looked into his eyes and crossed out the last word of her
answer. "Like this, sir, if you should drop your glasses?"

  "Oops, I think I dropped my glasses," Saliny said. "I've better
try to find them." As he disappeared under the table, Stankl went
round to stand on the other side of Cathy. They were making no
secret of it now. While he changed places Stankl opened his
trousers, and a mighty big and hard cock pointed viciously
towards the ceiling when he leaned his back towards the table. He
grabbed Cathy's left hand and wrapped it round his magnificent
tool. "Now, my dear girl, as long as you are good to me with your
left hand, I can't see what you are doing with your right one.
Are you OK?"

  "Yes," Cathy whispered. She started crossing out words, while
she massaged Stankl's cock with her left. By the time she was
ready to write the right answer, she had to admit to herself that
feeling Stankl's enormous cock in her hand, really stoked her
fires, and when she felt Saliny put his hands on her knees to
press them apart, a new gush of pussy-juice soaked her panties.
She really had trouble writing the right answer, especially when
she felt Saliny slide the wet gusset of her panties to one side,
so he could dip his finger into her pussy and then bring his wet
fingertip up to tickle her clit. "Oh, my God. This is soooo
good," she thought. "I'll finish the answer now, but I won't tell
them I've done it. Oh, God, my pussy is running, and Stankl's
cock is the biggest I've seen."

  As she was writing the last word, she felt Saliny's head moving
up the silky insides of her thighs, and a second later a very
pointed tongue pressed its way between her labia, slowly moving
up towards her clit. Silently Cathy put the pencil down. Now she
could concentrate on the magnificent cock in her hand, and she
could enjoy the jolts of joy, which Salina's tongue elicited,
from her clitoris. She made no secret of the fact, that she was
breathing heavily by now, and she rocked her pussy against
Salina's mouth.

  Stankl looked down on the slim, white hand with dark red nails,
which was sliding up and down his horny cock. He turned his head
a little and noticed how Cathy's eyes were staring at his cock
with her fingers round it. God in Heaven, she looked so young,
her skin was so smooth, and suddenly he had reached his limit.
With a roar he let loose, and his sperm flew out into the air and
dropped to the heavy carpet. The last drops seeped down his cock
and covered Cathy's hand, but Cathy didn't notice. Right at that
moment Saliny's mouth brought her to a gut wrenching orgasm. She
closed her eyes and humped her pussy against his mouth, while
deep groans welled out of her throat. This had to be the best
orgasm she had ever had. When she came down she drew her left
hand away from Stankl's shrivelling cock. She put both hands on
the table and lifted herself up to a normal sitting position.
While she sat quietly staring at the paper in front of her, she
felt Saliny leave his position between her thighs. A little later
he got up from the table, leaned in to look at her test and then
he said to Stankl: "Oh, I think our Cathy has finished that
question. Did you notice anything unusual?"

  "No, I didn't see anything. I had my back turned to the table
for a short moment, but I'm positive everything is OK."

  "Good. Very good. Then it's only I who has a problem. You see,
I found a very wet mussel down there, and it tasted absolutely
delicious. But eating it didn't really give me any releaf. What
do you say, Cathy, can you help me with my problem, like I helped
you?"

  "I'd love to help you, professor Saliny, but I'm afraid I don't
have time to finish my examination if I help you. You see, the
last bus leaves at a quarter to ten, and my parents expect me to
be at home around 11."

  "Tsk, tsk. What are we going to do about that?" His voice took
on a little sharper sound. "I'd be very  sorry if you don't
finish your test, but the problem I've got here really needs
instant attention."

  Cathy's cunt was still tingling so good from her orgasm, and
she really wanted to jack off Saliny, too. "I could call my
parents and tell them that I'm late, but we cannot afford a taxi
from out here."

  "What's your parents' telephone number?"

  She had barely given it to Saliny when he turned to the
telephone and dialled the number.

  "Hello. Is this Cathy's parents?"

  "I'm professor Saliny. Cathy is in my house going through the
examination, which will qualify her for university. The problem
is, we are running short on time. Cathy's last bus will be
leaving before she can finish the test, and she says a taxi from
out here is much too expensive."

  "Hmmmm.   Yes.  Hmmm."

  "I can see that. Well, she is such a bright young woman, and
I'd really like her to pass this examination. I might offer you
that she can sleep in my guest-room and then catch the first bus
in the morning."

  "Mmmm. Yes....Hmmm.  Cathy, your father wants to talk to you."

  "Yes, daddy. No, no chance. .... Oh, don't be stupid, daddy,
he's as old as you are, maybe a little older. And he's a very
nice gentleman." She turned to Saliny and handed him the
telephone. "He wants to talk to you again."

  Cathy could hardly recognize herself. Her shyness had washed
off, like a layer of dust on a rainy day; her fingers were sticky
with sperm from an old professor she had never seen, and her
pussy was wet and still tingled from the lick- out professor
Saliny had given her. And worst of all: She really wanted to give
him the handjob she felt he deserved. All that crap about lack of
time! There were only three questions left, but she had accepted
the excuse, because deep down she wanted to stay. To her utter
amazement she wanted those two old men to take advantage of her.
She shivered at the thought of what they might put her through.

  She heard Saliny hang up the phone. When he turned towards her,
he had opened his trousers, and a long cock stuck out obscenely
from his fly.

  "Now, that took care of your parents, and now you have better
take care of me. You DO want to finish this test, don't you?"

  "Yes," Cindy whispered.

  "Then you have better give me the treatment you gave professor
Stankl, dear, because I can't think straight, as long as this
hard cock is much too horny." He sat down in the armchair beside
the telephone, his long cock sticking straight up in the air. "On
you knees down here, and let me feel you do your best. Soft
hands, Cindy, soft hands. This cock is very sensitive."

  She crossed the short distance on shaking knees, not quite sure
why they felt woozy and shivering. Fear? A little. Horny? A lot.
Insecure: Yes. Willing: Yes. She supported her left arm on his
thigh, and slowly she reached out and folded her fingers round
the cock in front of her. When she started masturbating him she
had no doubts about herself: The tingling in her pussy started
again, like little electric jolts, and she was painfully aware of
how wet her panties were. "Oh, Hell," she thought, "why is my
boyfriend always such a nice guy. Why doesn't he just take,
instead of asking?"

  "Look into my eyes," Saliny suddenly groaned. "Look at me,
girl."

  Cathy focused her eyes on his, and suddenly she felt as if she
was sucked into those two brown lakes, almost as if she was
drowning. As if he could look down into her soul and reveal her
innermost secrets.

  "A little faster, girl. A little faster. I'm coming very soon."
Cathy looked down on the cock in her hand, but Saliny would have
nothing of that. "My eyes, girl, my eyes!"

She was totally unprepared when the hot cock in her hand swelled
a little more and spurted long strands of grey sperm up into the
air. Some of it landed in her hair, some of it on her dress, and
the rest, like Stankl's, seeped down onto her hand. Cathy became
all dizzy. She had never experienced anything like it. She had
sperm on both hands, and now in her hair and her dress as well.

  Saliny pushed her hand away and zipped up his trousers. "That
was very nice, dear Cathy, but we have not yet finished. You
still have three questions left. I want you to answer two of them
now. You'll be allowed to answer the last question, when
professor Stankl and I are satisfied with your performance. Do
you understand what I mean?"

  "I think I do, professor."

  "And you still want to finish that test, don't you?"

  "Yes," she whispered.

  "Speak up, dear Cathy. Professor Stankl can't hear you."

  "Yes, I want to finish the test, and I'll do what it takes."

  "Splendid, little girl. Now, take off that pretty dress. There
are a lot of spots on it. You can also use it to wipe your hands.
We can't have you stain the examination papers, can we? Then
while you answer the next two questions I shall wash it out and
hang it to dry, so you can wear it in the morning."

  She blushed like a red rose when she got up from the floor.
Taking off the dress would mean she was almost naked in front of
the two old men. Only her wet panties would cover her. She didn't
wear a bra. Her small, pointed tits needed absolutely no support.
On the contrary, they were a lot more erotic when they were
naked. Slowly she unbuttoned the top, shook her shoulders a
little, so the dress slipped down her body to her feet, leaving
her painfully naked.

  It was terribly embarrassing to stand there, naked in front of
two old men, but at the same time it was wonderfully exciting.
Normally she would have been much too shy to let it come this
far, but there was nothing she could do about it, was there? If
she wanted to pass the test, she would have to do as they
ordered. It was not her fault, was it? Perhaps it was her fault,
that she was so horny. But then, whose fault was it, that she was
so shy? Her mother? Her boyfriend? Her catholic school? "To Hell
with it all," she thought, "I'm going to do it, I'm going to do
all they want me to do."

  Her small tits quivered as she went back to her chair at the
big table. It did not take her ten minutes to finish the two
questions. She even had time to read the last question, and she
realized that she knew the answer. It would take her two minutes
at the most to finish the test.

  Saliny returned to the room with her dress, dripping wet on a
clothes hanger. "There, dear, now it's as good as new. I'll hang
it from this lamp, and in the morning it will be completely dry."
He came back and leaned over her to read the two questions she
had answered. At the same time he put a hand down to her right
breast and fondled it. Cindy just let it happen. "Very well, our
dear Cindy. All your answers are very fine, and I trust you'll be
able to answer the last question as well. When we allow you to do
it. You have to realize, that Stankl and I can easily invalidate
your test. All we have to do is to write on it, that we caught
you trying to cheat, and then sign our names. You realize that,
don't you, dear Cindy?"

  "Yes," she said in a hoarse whisper.

  Saliny pinched her right nipple between his thumb and
forefinger. Nothing hard, but a pinch which tingled in her pussy,
and made the left nipple swell to the same size. "Then we should
like you to get out of that chair and to take off you panties."

  She got up and hooked her thumbs in the waistband.

  "Wait a second. Come over here so professor Stankl can watch
you, too."

  Actually she felt a bit proud that the two old professors
watched her so intensely, while she slid the panties down her
flat tummy and her rounded ass. It even made her feel proud, that
she did not have much hair on her pussy. The downy, straight
brown hair made her look even younger, and she knew they would
have no trouble watching her cunt. She had seen it often enough
in the mirror at home, and she had promised herself that should
it ever grow into a curly bush like most women have, she would
trim it with her scissors to make it look the same. She stepped
out of the panties and pushed off her shoes at the same time.
Then she straightened up and faced the two old men.

  What a wonderful power play. She knew they had the power to
destroy her future, but she had the power to make them violate
all the rules and ethics of their profession. They already had.
Saliny went to sit in one of the sofas and beckoned Stankl to sit
down beside him.

  "Come here, Cathy. Stand between us. We want to feel your young
and pretty breasts." Cathy stepped up to them and watched in
wonder as they reached out a hand to fondle a breast each. The
sight was so perverted that she felt goose bumps spring out on
her chest and her arms. Her knees almost buckled under her, when
Stankl slid one wrinkled hand up between her slender thighs and
touched her dripping cunt.

  "She's one hot, pretty baby," Stankl groaned. "You should feel
how wet she is."

  When Saliny's hand pressed against her pussy, followed by a
finger pressing its way up into her wet vagina, Cathy could have
died.

  "I'm sure you are ready to fuck, dear Cathy. But first you'll
have to open our trousers and suck our cocks back to hardness. On
you knees, dear, and get your mouth and hands busy."

  Cathy had never liked very much to suck a cock, but the bizarre
situation changed her attitude. Once she had fished out the two
quite different cocks, peeled back the foreskin of professor
Stankl's fat organ and fastened her lips to the purple head, this
rush of power ran through her.  She looked up into his wrinkled
eyes as she sucked and masturbated him, and his expression of
lust and gratitude made her boil. It took no more than a couple
of minutes to get him really hard, so she turned her attention to
professor Saliny. Pretty soon he was really hard again, and she
could compare the two cocks, shiny with her saliva. Stankl was
gifted with a massive organ. Long and fat and magnificent. Saliny
was more like average thickness, but very long. Cathy felt her
stomach shiver when she judged Saliny's cock to be at least 22 or
23 centimetres long.

  "Stop, Cathy. Enough. Take your test-papers and put them on my
desk in the corner." She felt like flying. This was so
incredible. She was naked and horny in front of two old men who
could easily be her fathers, and all she felt was that lecherous
burning in her abdomen. No shyness. She felt proud of her body,
and she could hardly wait to feel one of those cocks in her wet
cunt. She wriggled her ass while she went to place the papers on
Saliny's desk. When she turned round she saw that Saliny had
covered the table with some soft blankets, and he had placed a
pillow in the middle of the table. "Get up on the table, girl. On
your back."

  Cathy easily climbed the table and lay down with her head on
the pillow. Saliny grabbed her ankles and pulled her down towards
the edge until only her ass was resting on the table, her legs
hanging down, leaving her wet cunt open and available. Without
any preliminaries Saliny stepped in between her thighs and pushed
his long, hard cock to the bottom of her cunt. Cathy let out a
deep sigh, like a thirsty wanderer who had just swallowed a glass
of cool water. She had been horny for so long that she felt how
the walls of her cunt grabbed Saliny's cock and tried to hold on
to it. Oh, God, how good. Her cunt was burning and tingling, and
her mind was all dizzy. The feeling of his clothes rubbing
against her naked skin, the insides of her thighs, and her pussy,
was so perverted. The only place she could feel Saliny's naked
skin was in her cunt, and that made her feel even more vulnerable
and weird. She tried to hump her cunt up against him, but she had
nowhere to push off from. Her legs were hanging freely from the
table.

  She turned to look at Stankl, who sat in the sofa nursing his
big cock. "Please, professor, will you pull a couple of chairs
over, so I can rest my feet on the armrests?" Cathy was moaned
and whimpered, when Stankl had guided her feet to the armrests.
Now she could concentrate on Saliny's cock, fucking in and out of
her squelching cunt. He hit bottom on each stroke, giving her a
delicious pain, and a feeling like it would come out through her
throat. When Stankl leaned over the table and sucked and licked
her small, pert breasts, she took off. With a scream of joy she
let the orgasm run through her body, and she enjoyed the feeling
of her young cunt milking Saliny's cock. When the first violent
spasms had run through her, Saliny pulled out. "Oh, no, please
don't stop!" she cried. But Saliny left her, only to be replaced
swiftly by Stankl. The feeling of this new, fat cock sent Cathy
back to dream world. His fat cock filled her and stretched her
like nothing before, and even to her sloppy cunt, which had had
its first orgasm, it felt magnificent.

  "Oh, my God, oh, my God. It starts again," she whimpered, and
true to her words she was raked by yet another orgasm.

  For the next hour and a half the two old, lecherous professors
took turns in Cathy's battered cunt. Whenever the one fucking her
felt he was close to coming, he pulled out and was replaced by
the other. When they had fucked her for about half an hour the
two men undressed, because their clothes had rubbed Cathy's
thighs to a sensitive pink.

  All the time Cathy was on a trip of her own. She cried, she
yelled, she moaned and groaned, while the two old men fucked her
from orgasm to orgasm, and she lost count of them after the
tenth. When they neared the 90th minute Cathy was all fucked out.
Her cunt was sore and her belly ached from all the orgasms.
Saliny realized this, and soon he emptied himself into her.
Stankl fucked her for two minutes before he added his load to
Saliny's.

  Cathy lay on the table for a while, with her eyes closed. She
was exhausted, she was shocked at her own behaviour, and she was
burning all over from the many orgasms she had enjoyed. She could
feel how battered her cunt was. The next couple of days she would
be reminded of what she had done.

  Finally she opened her eyes and sat up. She looked at the two
professors. They had dressed again and they were looking at her
with admiration on their faces.

  "Hey, Cathy, and welcome back. Was it very hard?"

  She smiled at them. "I won't try to hide the fact that I
enjoyed it terribly much. But, yes. It was hard, and I'm
completely fucked out now. I couldn't do anything more, even to
save my examination."

  "You have saved it, dear, you have saved it. If you want to,
you can answer the last question now and you are free to leave.
On the other hand, you could make two old guys very happy, if you
would grant us one last wish."

  "Speak up. I'll see what I can do."

  "We should be ever so happy if you'd go to sleep in the
guest-room now, and then, tomorrow morning you'd come down to the
kitchen at 7 o'clock. Our wish is that you'll be naked, like now,
when you come down, and that you'll answer the last question and
have breakfast with us, naked. Remember, it's not a demand, it's
only a wish."

  "I shall try. You'll know that you have cured me of my shyness,
if I'm naked when you see me tomorrow. Good night, gentlemen."

  Cathy jumped down from the table, looked round at her clothes,
which were lying around the room, and left them there. In the
doorway she turned to face them for the last time. "Guest-room.
Will that be first room, first floor?"

  "No, dear, it's the second room on first floor."

  "Thank you, gentlemen." She blew them a kiss with her fingers
and left the room.

    The End.