Jennifer and the student body

Joogie103 writes in German. I liked several of his stories so he asked me to help with some of the translation and post the story in the English section. So here it is.

Jennifer and the student body

Jeniffer had already worked for 6 months in the laboratory of the Texas hospital, which meant that she had taken over and thus had a permanent job. That was good for all of us, because I wasn't able to complete my engineering degree until the coming year. I worked in a factory on the side, but only for the money. The men at the factory were a different breed than me, the topic was usually one of the women they knew, but mostly the wives or friends of the student assistants.

              Now with her permanent position, it was tradition to celebrate the debut in a pub near the hospital. There were a few pubs to choose from, but Jen finally decided to party in a bar on the outskirts. It was really a bar on the outskirts, just behind the restaurant it started to get wild. Large groups of bushes changed places from tall trees. There was also a place where an investor probably wanted to build halls for a plant, but broke it off for some inexplicable reason. 

              The bar was a busy center for the townies, the locals. The other half of the visitors were a mixture of workers from the neighboring workshops and a student brotherhood had made the bar one of their favorite meeting places. Who and why this Townies bar for Jeniffer 's choice came from, who had recommended it , was later no longer traceable.

              Jen, as I liked to call her, was also a practical person. It was just that the student assistants, like me, did not have the acceptance in the companies that they actually deserved. And she decided to **** two birds with one stone. I was supposed to choose three colleagues that she would invite to her debut. With this she hoped, would also improve my acceptance as a stud assistant . And so nothing stood in the way of organizing and holding the debut party in the Townies bar . There was even money left to hire an entertainer for the evening.

              But before the story goes on, I should try to briefly introduce ourselves. My Jeniffer was now 24 and I was 26, we got married two years ago with the support of our parents. She is a natural auburn personality. She looks very carefully at her appearance, does sports several times a week, runs, does gymnastics. Her body is good enough to eat . I like everything about her, her big breasts , but that's what bothers her the most, but that has to do with heredity. Wherever I met her, she was still a virgin. We then split up after an argument, when we got back together six months later she was no longer a virgin.

It wasn't until much later that she told me that she had met a man in a bar who, as she later learned, was a good 10 years older than her. He used the evening and her mood well. Even when he was dancing he had pulled her close to him. At the bar he always got her good ******. Raised up by the encounter, she hardly noticed the *******. His hand on her knee slid up purposefully. At first she resisted him, at some point in the course of the evening she let him. He was full of praise for her, for her body. She went with him at two at night. In the morning she was no longer a virgin. It took her several days to regain her balance. It was difficult for her to walk. His penis, as she described it to me later, was so thick that she could not grip it. And he managed to fuck her to multiple orgasms despite the challenge of pushing it in.

              Her confession that she was no longer a virgin and her story about this cock led to the fact that I turned to the subject of penis sizes, albeit ************* at first. I used to have no problems with my 16 cm (6 inch) tail, but now I wish I was better equipped. This necessarily meant that I, whether at work in the shower, in the swimming pool getting me so compared with the other tails, in the hope of finding such a device as she had described it.

              Otherwise, I'm a completely normal man, athletic yes, but not the super athlete with six packs and muscles, where nature has nothing planned. I play Squash , tennis and running sometimes several kilometers and that was enough to me. The last year of my studies was really the toughest. Studying, preparing for the thesis, exams, working, bringing money home, hope that the landlord tolerated the one month in arrears. At home, sex , Jen likes sex, we just wanted to wait with ********.

              The preparations were underway, the invitations were handed out, eight women, Jen's colleagues and three colleagues with me. In addition, the entertainer. There wasn't an extra room, but there was a nice corner that was relatively screened off and still allowed a view of the dance floor.

              Jenn enjoyed being the center of attention. She had made herself really very pretty, her breasts could hardly be tamed by the light bra she wore today. In addition, a mini skirt that really pushed her bottom into the glances of men at the bar and especially my coworkers. So she greeted everyone present. Yes, my colleagues lived up to their name. Now Jenn could see for himself what kind of ******** my colleagues were. Sometimes testing the firmness of her bottom , or rubbing against it, Jenn really had to work at it to remain unscathed.

              After the coffee table there was first a united riot, it should not only be coffee and cake, only after a few mood lifters were the women satisfied. Now it was the time to create the mood. The entertainer was really was a storyteller like he was in the book. Mixed with some hearty stories and jokes , he told the story of the bar, how it began, how it flourished and how it fell back into the role of a simple bar on the outskirts. Of course, the entire terrain around here played a major role in the rise and fall. As long as the industry was up and coming here, construction workers, locals, workers from the surrounding factories and students to a large extent gave each other a hand in hand.

              Today, their entertainer said , the students here founded their own brotherhood. With fixed rules and laws they felt obliged to the tradition of the student brotherhoods. "I invite you to take a short walk with me through the area behind us. I can certainly tell you more vividly about the customs and laws of the student body here. " We enjoyed the wonderful weather, my colleagues lived up to their reputation, loud, sexist, their appearance fell on fertile ground that afternoon. And it could not be overlooked that they had willing comrades-in-arms with the women who were already *****.

The entertainer now grouped everyone around him, "this is where the territory of the brotherhood begins, as long as you know whether the members of the brotherhood are here or not, everything is relatively harmless". "And when is it dangerous?" He was asked. "Well let's go a little longer," the entertainer led them to a corner where they saw several mattresses but also two sofas under the tarpaulin. "Nobody knows who put the things here. It becomes dangerous when a young man goes for a little walk in the woods with his girlfriend in the afternoon and discovers this place. They just look, but in the evening in the dim light and a few liqueurs in their ***** they want to try the places here. And then it happens. "

              Everyone laughed, as two of my colleagues, two of the married women by Jenn snapped and she the pressed on mattresses. "And what's next?" The horde of ***** women wanted to know everything exactly. Well the narrator said, "Sometimes it's fine, sometimes not. Then the boy is just about to steal the slip from his girl and he has successfully done it, she keeps her eyes closed, although she hears the cracking in the undergrowth. And then... "The entertainer pauses for a while. "From then on, nobody can help you, she will jump up screaming and try to run away. But they always end up in the arms of the brothers. " " And then, "Only then is the friend, husband, work colleague, no matter who, undressed and stretched between two trees. Then it is the turn of the wife, girlfriend, wife. Well worn, it also lands between two trees.

              " Then she has the choice, or rather, agony of decision, to fuck until the brothers are satisfied, or to stay naked between the trees until morning . It's getting cold, cracking, breathing, the forest is alive. First they scream loudly for help, it gets cold, she thinks about it, gradually the> fuck <option becomes the lesser evil. "He explains. "But now let's go so that we don't become big catches for the brotherhood.
             
On the way back I noticed that my work colleagues were leaving as an extra group. I looked, my Jenn was there too and two of her married colleagues. They cook their own soup, I remembered, and cheek wins. The women apparently liked it, at least they gave the men a lot of freedom. Back in the bar these three couples were suddenly gone, disappeared. I had only been peeing briefly, I walked the grounds outside again, nothing. Only one window that probably belonged to the guest room was illuminated. I decided to look there.

              I listened at the door, moaning, squeaking, no that was ...... definitely not my wife. I saw her, she was back. I didn't want to ask, that could quickly have ruined the evening. Still, she looked pretty devastated. Here I first came to again the idea of what if my foreman knew how to fuck properly. That he had a big cock , I knew from the shower at work.

On the way back they had let themselves fall back, protected by some thick trees, he had pressed Jenn firmly against the trunk of one of the trees. His knee between her thighs rubbed against her cunt. She confessed that she was also turned on by his vulgar and obscene language. Jenn didn't realize at first that he took the opportunity and wanted to fuck . His hands were all over her body. She heard the zipper. She didn't want to go that far after all. She managed to wriggle out of his embrace.

              Once they got horny, because of ******* and maybe even more, they wanted to know details, the narrator had trouble to slow down the horde of women. Well two of them were missing and so were the men from my work. The experiences that the narrator shared were supposed to be first-hand and authentic. Just last week we had a couple here , they had heard from the students but didn't believe them, they had a flashlight with them. We warned them. Then we heard someone scream. Four hours later they both stumbled into the bar with torn clothes, her chest hanging out, her hair full of dried sperm. The bar owner took pity on them and gave them blankets. They were back a week later. When we asked the narrator why, they told us that they had made a deal to be let go, but still had to return to work off the remaining four hours.

It was already quite late when the decision was made to end the debut. Taxis were called . "You listen, we intend to continue celebrating in a small group. We'll go to your place later, there is nobody we can disturb and there is also enough space. I didn't like the whole thing , but what should I do, if I canceled, I would run the gauntlet from Monday. Jenn's two married colleagues were also there with us. Two colleagues were taken care of and the third, the foreman. I was starting to feel queasy where would it end.

              "I'll make some sandwiches for us quickly," with these words Jenn went into the kitchen. "I'm going to help," my foreman followed. I wanted to too, but was withdrawn. "You still want to work for us next week, don't you! Then give your colleague some fun, I'll talk to him later, maybe there is a raise for you. Jenn squeaked something at some point, but nothing more could be heard. Where did the boys get the ****** from? I hadn't seen anything. Jenn was pinched, he caught up with her. My foreman had his arm around Jenn, holding her nose, she kicked, opened her mouth and snort and she swallowed with even half missing. "That's not how it works, darling, we have to repeat that, we will practice as long until it works.

              This time it worked. Jenn was so busy swallowing that she didn't notice the foreman's hand slip under her blouse. He had pushed up her bra quite roughly so that he now had free access to her breasts. The telling of our foreman was a pretty gruff guy , if the women did not sprint as he imagined it . His other hand was now there too. He must have been pretty tough with her breasts because she squirmed under his grips. I only looked on .

              A squeak on the other side of the sofa demanded our attention . Her married colleague's blouse had just been pulled over her head. It was a great picture. Her bra was no longer where it belonged anyway. So she tried at least to cover something of her breasts with her hands. It was useless, as if in slow motion, her hands were pulled down, revealing her voluminous milf tits. Now it was the turn of the next woman. She desperately tried to hold onto her blouse. The thin blouse fabric wasn't really an obstacle . There was a quick advice and the blouse was history.

              What would happen to Jenn now. My foreman waved over to me. "I just don't believe it, the her tits would be enough for three women. Unbutton! "I got the order. Jenn looked at me, something like: "Don't you dare , if you do, I'll do it myself." I was amazed, was there something hidden inside her that I didn't know, or was it the *******.

              Jenn's blouse fell amid laughter and kisses . It was so quiet in the living room. Did i ***** ? "Take some pictures," my supervisor gave me his cell phone. I photographed the two of them, "upstairs you fool, upstairs first ." What I saw there made my tail stand in seconds. The two married women were being fucked. With swift changes and pretty hard. And apparently they liked it. Variety in the dreary everyday family life.

              I was so distracted that I didn't think of Jenn in the living room. I got nervous about what to expect. I hadn't expected seeing them both under a blanket on the sofa. She kept her legs wide apart and my foreman in between. The blanket rose and fell at regular intervals.   Jeniffer had closed her eyes, she had put her arms around his upper body. She acknowledged every push with a soft yes. Damn I got jealous, why didn't she even ask , at least I wanted to be there when she gets a strange cock for the first time.

              The number of strokes of my foreman increased, I would certainly have hosed off a long time ago and would be finished, but my foreman was still fucking, my respect for his performance increased steadily. Jenn 's tone became more hectic higher up . She screamed, "My God come on me, do, fuck me stronger, you hear stronger, stronger." And he hammered into her where I wanted to be soulful, then he fucked her raw and powerful until he came to her. Seconds later my foreman yelled, "Here you slut, take it, take everything, go scream , come on again. And she came again just seconds after her first orgasm.

              Are you done now, or what are you doing there? Slowly the blanket slid from the two of them to the ground . His tail had gotten a little smaller, but was still inside her. Starting very slowly, the foreman began to move towards Jen. I thought they were done, but now I could watch his cock grow. "No," Jen begged to stop. But he had already started to pick up speed . I think she knew what she was doing when she pulled my foreman over to her and whispered something in his ear. Okay he said grinned, rubbed his tail for a moment and got dressed. Jenn's debut was now officially over. Jenn only had to look for a blouse so that her colleague could go home with decency.

              I wanted to talk to Jenn about the evening, but Jenn was too tired, "tomorrow," she just said, "tomorrow," then she fell a*****. Towards noon, we got up. I had pushed my hand over and she was pulling me on top. "You earned it, " she whispered. I only needed a short time then I sprayed off. "Not so bad," she whispered, "I wanted to tell you anyway, your foreman invited himself over for coffee this afternoon. You have to go get some cake.

              What should I say now, as far as I can remember, she had invited him, not he himself. Did she want to develop that into a steady relationship? Actually, I wanted to at least be asked about it. But now it seemed like the reins were slipping away from me. I hadn't been able to make any arrangements with Jenn. And then it was already too late, his car had already driven up the driveway.

              Where did she get her blouse from, almost transparent and without a bra, her nipples almost pierced the thin fabric, along with her wrap around skirt. Jenn smiled all over her face. And she shone even more when he admired her breasts. "I even shaved for you. I still heard. When I came with the freshly brewed coffee, she was already sitting on his lap and they were kissing each other. It wasn't okay with me, I felt run over. I had the feeling if I did say something now, it would not turn out well.

              Immediately after coffee, they both retired to our guest room. Damn I heard the squeaks and knocks when I could at least watch. I had the feeling that something could constantly develop here. I just had to wait for the next few days.

              They fucked there in the guest room for almost an hour. When they came back down, not only was he wearing my flip-flops, but my bathrobe also seemed to fit him. "By the way, I brought you something," he pulled out a letter that he had hidden behind a sofa cushion. It was a raise.

              Something seemed to move Jenn , I noticed that she had something on her mind , just what? Actually, it could only have something to do with my foreman, if she wanted to move in with him, leave me, no, then they'd be gone. But what was on the tip of her tongue? I had to know. "Say something is on your mind .?" "But don't laugh, otherwise I'll never say anything that moves me again. And besides, two of the girls have already called me and wanted my opinion! "" What is it about now? "My foreman was also curious. "Well," Jenn pressed something, "The two colleagues wanted to hear my opinion on what the storyteller said in the forest. Whether it can really be in this day and age that girls can be stretched naked between trees. "

              My foreman laughed, "if you want to know exactly, you only have the opportunity to try it out." Jenn shook herself, "no, better not when I think about it , tied naked between two trees, brr, I'm already getting cold. "" You forgot the second option, to spread your legs, and if you split it up as a three. "" No, I never do, "Jenn protested, even though she had brought the idea up herself.      

The thing with the mattress in the forest seemed to have seized up in Jenn, while she still worked in the kitchen, my foreman on told me, "I brought a cool cunt ashore. So tight and so horny, I'd bet if I took her to work I could get her to dance naked on our breakfast table. "I just shook my head without saying anything. But my foreman had seen that too. "Don't you think so? Then let yourself be surprised. I was glad he said goodbye because he had other things to do.     

This evening I thought for the first time, maybe it is not wrong for my foreman to drop by every now and then, she is always so wonderfully uninhibited afterwards. Anyway, she didn't want to fuck anymore in bed that evening , but i

but instead I got a wonderful blowjob , including swallowing. When we almost fell asleep was , she turned again to me. "So I do not think that the story of the mattresses and the student's true. I think it's more the storyteller who came up with this to keep his business going. 

              The alarm clock on Monday morning, I could have thrown it against the wall. It was going to be another long day this morning in that shitty metalworking booth with equally shitty colleagues. In the afternoon lecture in specialist technology Drive mechanism, what a crappy day. You can't be in a good mood every day, I told myself, so I dragged myself to work. At least a little bit of luck with my work, I was assigned to sorting scrap, that was a job on my own, none of which was annoying .
             
Breakfast, I dragged myself to the breakfast room. I was already expected . Two colleagues hooked me up; I was standing in front of twelve colleagues. Then the announcement: "He did it, he laid her down, the boss took pictures, he took time off today. He wrote to us that he has never fucked such a tight cunt, he is now in the process of bringing it to normal. Everyone hooted, "then we can pay off the bets now," I heard. They had really bet whether the boss, our foreman, would fuck my Jenn.

Telling the story is not yet proof, sometimes there was movement in the troops. Go call your cell phone. I was so taken aback that I took out my cell phone. Give me it, it was taken from my hand. Everybody calm down, called the boss, I heard the dialer, it was on the loudspeaker. Yes, Jenn answered, give us our foreman said our operator . I couldn't believe when Jenn said please. And the boss answered, "what on you guys?" "We need proof that you fucked her," our spokesman. Moment the boss said, the screen went on and we saw the boss lying in our bed with Jenn. Then a handle, we saw the duvet being pulled down. Jenn's breasts were shown in full detail in HD. She couldn't pull the covers back up. "Is that enough for you?" The cheering was great . I only heard the boss say, "She didn't know anything about her luck this morning either.

              Almost three weeks had passed since then. Everything went in the usual way, now and then the boss stopped by, sometimes he fucked her, sometimes not. Those were my lucky days when she really wanted me . And still the saga of the Student Brotherhood floated around in Jenn's head. Jenn even got my foreman involved . Yes, he only found out that what was said should be correct. Jenn himself had in old newspapers researched but found nothing. Now, after three months of investigation with no results, the stories about the student brotherhood have been placed in the area of publicity for the bar.

              Summer was almost ending, but those days were still hot and humid. Our foreman, Jenn already called him boss , was out for a few days. Jenn had been happy all day until she suggested that I go back to this ominous bar in the afternoon . We were even recognized. When Jenn asked the barman if there was anything new from the brotherhood, he grinned. Everyone has to find out for themselves, but two young couples have already been there this afternoon, they had heard about the place and wanted to visit it. That was this afternoon, but they are not back yet, their cars are still there.
              "We wanted to have a look too, then we just have to be extra careful" Jenn tried to ask the barman, but he kept a low profile, no, he didn't want complicity, he said. But he had a tip: "Take a little gift with you to be on the safe side, that can save you a lot. How much Jenn wanted to know, the barman had mentioned five hundred, we didn't have that much with the best will in the world. I wanted to call it all off, but Jenn couldn't be stopped. We still got two hundred and fifty together. That must be enough Jenn decided.
              We worked our way slowly and carefully. There was something, we heard a whimper. Please release me, yes you can fuck me. Jenn gently waved me over. We can get a little closer, she whispered . "You can also go very close, a loud voice behind us. Jenn let out a sharp scream of terror. Then we were packed up and taken to what is known as the camp.

" Who do we have here. You're a very cute girl. Well, you're just right for me . "That seemed to be the boss of the brotherhood, his hand immediately went under Jenn's skirt. That didn't suit her at all . You pig , " she began to gasp. But before she could go on scolding she had two fingers in her hole. The other hand pulled her head close. I don't know what he said, in any case Jenn had become very calm. When I looked around I really saw a girl, or rather a young woman, stretched between two trees. The other of the two women writhed under the thrust of a student . As for me, I got an enormous shock. If the same fate was intended for me as the other two young men, no matter what. They hung over a wooden frame and must have received several blows of deterrence.

              At least I managed to get the attention of one person, who was recognizable by the headgear. I could whisper to him that we had brought them a little present . Suddenly the whole situation had changed. We received what they called "Lite" treatment. I was well served with ten strikes of a uniform belt. And Jenn only had to take care of the top three students. Without the gift it would have turned out badly for us. Why Jenn had become so calm right at the beginning. He had whispered in her ear: "Fuck or anthill."

              Four weeks later, she opened it to me that she was pregnant, she had already been to the doctor. "Now is the end of stupid things, no more fucking around, you will take care of me, take good care" she demanded. When I asked who the ****** was, she answered indignantly "You of course." But that didn't prevent her from going to bed with my foreman and our boss on a regular basis. I had a wish, it should be a boy and nature should give him a decent penis so that he would have a little easier life.

Great story. Thanks for sharing.