Coeds Discover Penectomy Porn

called to her friends. Stacy and Maren rushed over to the computer.

Angela had logged onto the "Dickless" page, a porn site with more than one hundred pics exploring the theme of penectomy. Angela clicked onto a series of pics in which a blonde teen offered to masturbate a well-hung man then, once she had hold of his dork, flipped open a switchblade and sliced it off. In the last frame, blood spurted from the stump like a firehose and the man’s face held an expression of terror.

“Wow,” muttered Maren, mesmerized by the sexy images.

“That is so cool!” Stacy enthused.

The coeds clicked around the page, drinking in the violent images –

they were wonderful! The girls were sure the pictures were all

faked – in most cases, it was obvious that the blood and knives were

drawn in – but that didn’t keep Angela and her friends from getting

excited. Some of the cocks being cut were huge! It wasn’t long before each woman noticed humidity in her bikini. They decided to print the images they most liked. Fortunately, Angela had a photo-quality printer (not standard equipment in a college student’s apartment), and the pictures came through in full-color lurid-ness.

Standing at the printer, the students caught sight of each other’s damp undies – Stacy’s strip of thatch showed through the fabric, as did Maren’s verdant bush.

“Angela,” Stacy said, snickering, “I didn’t know you shaved down

there.”

“Umm . . .” Angela blushed. “I like it that way.”

“I bet your boyfriend doesn’t mind it, either,” Maren said, with a

knowing smile. Stacy and Maren were bi-girls. They’d fucked and sucked guys before, but they mostly fucked each other. They were each hoping to have a roll with their friend tonight. What good was a college slumber party without a little dyking around?

“I think we should get naked and Jill off to these pics,” suggested

Stacy.

“Uh . . . I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, guys,” Angela

replied.

“What – are you afraid Mark will stop by?” teased Stacy. “It’s not

like he’d see something he’s never seen before.” The lewdest grin

crossed her face.

“You know you want to,” Maren offered, gazing into Angela’s eyes.

Angela really did want to masturbate. Those penectomy pics made her so hot. Her hand had begun that familiar journey down her front several times in front of the computer and it had taken all her self-control to restrain herself.

“Oh, what the hell,” Angela muttered, tugging down her bikini and

exposing her bald pussy to the thrill of her friends.

Angela proceeded to strip off her bra while Maren and Stacy undressed each other. When all three of them were nude, they placed cushions on the floor, lay down, and began playing with themselves. Maren and Stacy started in on each other right away, each finger-fucking the other’s cunt. Gazing at the pictures of penises being severed stoked their lesbian fever.

Angela had the most sensuous routine of the three. She closed her eyes and cupped her tits. Purring like a kitten, she slowly massaged herself. She didn’t need to actually look at the pics. She was imagining her boyfriend’s engorged dick – he had a large one. She had never measured it, but she guessed it was easily nine inches long and two inches in diameter. She thought about all the ways she could cut it off as she let her hands slide over her tight middle. By the time her hands reached her mound, she had sliced off her boyfriend’s schlong with a knife, chopped it off with a guillotine, snipped it off with shears, and bit it off with her teeth. She fantasized allowing him one last cum – and it was sure to be a gusher – before un-manning him. As she massaged her hairless mons, she let out a moan.

Stacy and Maren had been paying attention to their friend the whole

time; it got them all the hotter to see her fucking herself with such style. When the cry of pleasure escaped her throat, they suffered a mutual orgasm. It was a momentary convulsion – a micro-orgasm – just enough to whet their appetites.

Figuring there would be no better opportunity, they raised themselves and creeped over to their friend who was lost in her private erotic reverie. By this time, her hand had made its way down to her womanhood; she stroked her swollen lips and teased at her clit. She would wait until her aching button couldn’t hold out, then she would give herself the orgasm of the year. It wouldn’t be long now, she told herself, biting her lip.

To her surprise, Angela suddenly found Maren’s lips pressed to hers and Stacy’s palm pressed up against her aching cunny.

“W-What?” Angela squeeked. She was surprised to see her friends

trying to make out with her.

“Allow us,” Maren offered. Angela gazed into her friends' eyes; they were whirlpools of lust that sucked her in -- Angela had no will to object.

"Okay," she murmurred and Maren began to nuzzle her boobs and her abs. Maren winked at Stacy and Stacy began to kiss her friend's mound. Angela whimpered. She so wanted to cum. Stacy placed her tongue at the top of Angela's mons and drew it down to her pussy. A gasp escaped Angela's lips. Angela arched her back to give her friend better access to her privates. As Stacy kissed her labia and pushed her tongue inside her, Angela began moving her hips. Stacy slowly drew her tongue around Angela's interior and her clit over and over. Angela was dumbstruck at the way her friend was torturing her. Meanwhile, Maren had resumed kissing her, working her tongue around the inside of Angela's languid mouth. Angela couldn't take it any longer, she tore herself from Maren's lips and cried out: "I need to cum, you bitch, Stacy! Stop teasing . . . and . . . make me cum . . . please!!!"

Stacy, eager to please her friend, thrust her tongue as deep as she

could go and tickled Angela's clit with her hot breath.

"OOOOOHHHH GAWWWWD!" Angela screamed as the release overtook her. It burst like an atom bomb in her center and rippled out to her toes and fingers. It was like her whole body was on fire, and it felt great! Images of enormous penises being sliced off at the base rushed through her mind. It was the best orgasm she had ever had.

It took a couple of minutes for her to collect herself. "Goddamn!"

Angela cursed, her chest still heaving. "Shit! If I knew it would be like that I would have let both of you fuck me a long time ago!" She shot her friends a grateful, satisfied smile.

"So . . . " Maren started, "You'll go down on me?"

"My pussy needs a good licking, too. I'm sure you'll find it

quite edible," teased Stacy.

"Oh," purred Angela, "I imagine both of you are delicious, but I'm

totally fucked out right now."

"Maybe looking at 'Dickless' will get you ready again," offered Maren. "I think I spotted some Mpegs that we passed by."

"It's worth a try," Angela replied. "It would be so cool to watch a

clip of a guy's dick being cut off."

"Speaking of dicks being cut off," said Stacy, "now that you have us to fuck you don't really need Mark's penis."

"So?"

"So you could cut it off," replied Maren.

"I guess that is a possibility," Angela admitted with a blushing grin. "I'll have to think about it."

The three spent the rest of the night looking at movies and pics of

penectomies, fucking each other, and plotting ways to de-dick Angela's boyfriend.