E&I University

E&I University [part 1 of 3]
By: Stormbringer (stormbringerstories@gmail.com)

E&I University Year one, First semester Copyright 2005 by Stormbringer

Guten tag and hello. My name is Vicca and I live in Hamburg, Germany. I would very much like to attend your university in America. It is my dream to become a professional dancer.

"Please enjoy this slideshow of my life." Vicca narrated her pictures. "This is my family, my father Heinrich, Ursula my mother, und mein brother Otto. This is my dog, Mikhail. You can guess which dancer he is named after. This is me in costume performing a traditional German folk dance. I also enjoy traveling. This is me skiing in Switzerland. This is me in the Greek islands with my boyfriend Joachim."

Vicca wasn't certain if showing the picture of herself in a tiny bikini on a beach in Greece was appropriate for a college application, but, as it turned out, it ensured her a place in the fall semester at Long Island University.

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Dr. Jubal Mfune, the new Dean of Long Island University relaxed in his office reviewing applications for the new school year. LIU had been failing and about to close it's doors when a generous grant from King Enterprises had saved the small art college. Solomon King's conditions were simple. First, Jubal would become the new Dean. Second, the current school board would resign. The state of New York also matched King's grant as it had a vested interest in keeping the school open. After the initial grant, the state would have nothing to do with keeping the school running. The college would essentially be independant.

Solomon King had become famous in New York over the last ten years. He was well known as a philanthropist and had been on the cover of Time magazine. King ran a rehabilitation house for newly released prisoners and troubled teens. Criminals who had gone through his rehabilitation program had an 83% chance of staying out of prison. No one seemed to notice that the 17% of criminals who ended up back in jail were almost always white.

The government was thrilled to see dozens of rehabilitated African Americans and state funding was increased. In the future, the numbers would go from dozens to hundreds of excons seeking rehab. King believed in discipline and physical fitness. His graduates were all fit and muscular men, but they were still mostly undereducated. That is where Long Island University fit in.

Jubal looked up at his television when he heard Sharpspeare's name mentiioned. The polemic reverend was currently being considered for enhancement. The anchorman continued, "The Governor announced today a new plan called edufare. Edufare is the brain child of the Reverend Al Sharpspeare seen here shaking hands with the governor. The state of New York will be paying college tuitions for rehabiitated former prisoners. The press conference was interupted by a lone protester."

"I don't want my daughter going to a college with criminals."

The governor paused. "This program is a new idea and a test. The former prisoners are mostly those with drug offenses not serious felons. I don't know how King does it, but his rehabilitation center has kept these offenders off drugs. An education is the next step in making them productive citizens."

"How come the money only goes to blacks? Isn't that discrimination?"

Reverend Sharpspeare jumped in before the microphone. "What you call discrimination, I call reparations and if something ain't done there will be recriminations. Amen!"

Jubal turned the television off and continued reviewing video tapes for the new students. Any woman the least bit attractive he added to the accepted pile. Most white males he simply discarded. The white men he accepted were mostly wimpy out-of-shape losers or obvious homosexuals of which there were many (it was an art school after all). Naive young college girls would find themselves surrounded by weak white men and powerful black men. It should be a massacre, thought Jubal. Especially with all the Xcite laced water coolers around the college. In a year or so, they would hook up Xcite dispensers to the main water supply and by then there would be more enhanced black students.

Long Island University was founded in the sixties by left wing radical types. They sought to create a school dedicated to the artistic pursuits. The main courses were originally music, dance, and art. In the seventies, drama and film were added. In the eighties, writing and modeling courses were offered. Now, in 2001, new classes were being added dealing with business and computer programming mostly for the newly enhanced black's benefit.

Jubal walked out onto his balcony and looked out over the small 30 acre college and home to 1300 students. He could see the school's athletic facility, the Kappa Gamma sororiety house, and the three main halls, King Hall, Garvey Hall, and Martin Luther King Jr Halls, East and West, all newly named.

The school merged with the surrounding town of Farmersville near Stony Harbor. The town was mostly old houses, many with rooms rented to students. There wasn't much to do in Farmersville. There were a few shops on mainstreet with two bars and there was the nearby Hampton-Harbor mall. There was also a school of nursing just off campus run by the Hampton-Harbor Hospital.

Solomon had called this project "both a training ground and a recruiting ground for new talent." This year, fifteen newly enhanced would learn how to run a small business, program computers, and make movies. Next year there would be many more. Naive young girls would find their acting classes were leading them into porn and their dance classes would teach them how to strip. Aspiring models would be hired by E&I Modeling.

Jubal couldn't wait for the official reopening of the college.

First Semester-

Vicca finished unpacking just as her door opened. "Hi, I'm Peg," said her new roommate coming into the room. Peg had arrived earlier and was already unpacked. Peg was an attractive, lithe brunette with long legs and straight brown hair falling past her shoulders. One ear peeked out from her hair.

"I'm Vicca."

"German?"

"Yes, from Hamburg."

"Cool. I'm from next door, in Jersey. What's your major?"

"Dancing."

Peg's eyes lit up. "Me too!" Peg came over and embraced Vicca. "I'm sure we're going to be great friends. I was so nervous I might get stuck with someone I didn't like."

"Me too," replied Vicca.

"Wanna go down to the Dean's office? They are about to hold a ribbon cutting."

"Let us go then."

"You're quite the looker," said Peg as they left. "You're going to be competition with the boys. This school is 67% female you know. Way too much estrogen."

"I have boyfriend back home, though we have agreed to see other people."

The two girls followed the crowd to the ribbon cutting ceremony.

Vicca couldn't get close to the outdoor stage as it was surrounded by students and reporters. Even from her vantage point it was a strange sight. Four black men stood beside two white men. Three of the black men completely dwarfed the white men. The whites were the Governor of New York and the Mayor of Farmersville. Both men appeared uncomfortable. One by one the blacks gave a speech and she discovered who they were. First was Solomon King, the school's benefactor. Vicca sensed how relieved many of the third and fourth year students were to have their school saved. They applauded King with gusto. The second black man was her Dean, Jubal Mfune. He had a slight accent and she learned after reading his bio, that he was an emigree from the Sudan when he was young. The third black was Reginald Jordan, the lawyer who had helped save the school. The last was the Rev Al Sharpspeare, who occassionaly made the news even in Germany. He was the size of the white men, slightly chubby, with wavy black/gray hair and dressed in a ridiculous mauve jumpsuit with a gold necklace.

The ribbon was cut and there was a smattering of applause.

One of the reporters shouted out, "Governor, is it true that this college is a testing ground of the new Edufare program? Is that the connection with Solomon King"

The governor rolled his eyes. "I'm not at liberty to say. The whereabouts of the Edufare students is a matter of privacy. No more questions."

The crowd broke u. Vicca and Peg left to scout out their new college. Near the athletic facility the girls passed six huge black youths playing basketball. They were tall and muscular like King, Sharpspeare, and the Dean. Many had their shirts off, their black skin glistening from sweat. Several white girls were in the stands watching the game. Peg stared at the blacks and frowned.

The girls passed several sororiety and fraternity houses, but had no interest in joining them. Vicca was here to learn how to dance and someday hoped to dance on broadway.

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Vicca and Peg left their first class which was on modern dance. Both had enjoyed it and were pleased. They barely noticed the blacks until one whistled. Vicca frowned, but waved at him. They was passing the basketball courts again and it was one of the players. Other players were also checking both girls out. A dozen or so white girls were in the stands watching the game.

Vicca was used to male attention. She had long brown hair and dark eyes. Her figure was amazing with large, full breasts, yet a lean, fit figure, and long dancer's legs. It was a hot Indian summer and she had worn a short skirt and flowered tank top. Generally, she liked male attention, but it had never come from giant black men before. Peg stared back at the black boys as Vicca kept walking

They hurried to her ballet class. The professor teaching ballet was a pretty woman. She looked like a ballerina with her hair up in a roll and her thin body. Professor Denise Fitzgerald passed out a little box to each student. Vicca opened hers. Inside was a strap with a large ball attached to the inside. "Class, you will not be graded on this. However, each student will be expected to practice with the ball gag until they can hold it in their mouths for more then thirty minutes without gagging. This will help strengthen the lungs and enhance your ability to breath through your nose."

"You know what else it will help with?" whispered Peg sitting behind Vicca.

Another girl named Lucy responded, "Fuck that. As horny as I've been, doing that would be a waste of my time."

"Unless he does you back." Both girls giggled.

Back at their dorm, Vicca tried the ball gag on. The ball was the size of a golfball. She quickly gagged and was forced to pull it out. When she opened her eyes, Peg had her mouth stuffed and her eyes were closed in concentration. Peg held out for several minutes before gagging.

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Vicca found herself staring at a wide masculine chest. She looked up into Dean Mfune's black face. Professor Fitzgerald had asked Vicca and Peg to stop by her office and Vicca had nearly been bowled over by the Dean as he left the professor's office. Peg had bumped into Vicca's back. Vica stepped out of the way and the Dean continued on. "Vicca, Peg, please come in," called Denise Fitzgerald from inside.

"You wanted to see us, Professor?"

"Take a seat. Like some water?"

"Yes, please." Vicca watched her professor pour a glass of water from a water cooler and hand it to her, then to Peg. The young German girl observed her teacher. The professor's cheeks were flushed and puffy. "You feeling all right, Professor?"

"I've never felt better."

Denise leaned back and Vicca couldn't help noticing her teacher's nipples were erect and prominent through her blouse. "You wanted to see us?"

"Yes, Vicca. I wanted to express to you what a pleasure it has been being your teacher this semester. You have the potential to be one of the best ballet dancers I've ever taught, despite your figure."

Vicca's breasts were larger then your typical waifish ballet dancer. "Why, thank you, professor. Thank you very much."

"Thank you, Vicca. Peg, that goes the same for you. You're a natural at ballet. I hear you are doing well in your other dance classes too. As for both of you, I'd like to see you broaden your range a bit. You haven't signed up for any electives."

"I didn't see any that interested me." In truth, Vicca had found the electives somewhat strange.

"Me neither." Peg concurred on the classes.

"That's fine, but one of the school's benefactors has provided us with scholarships for two of the electives per semester. I'm authorized to select a promising student to give this scholarship to and I'd like it to be shared by you two."

"I'm honored, professor." Peg blushed with pleasure and downed her cup of water.

"Then you accept?"

"I do."

"Wonderful. And you Vicca?"

"I don't see why not. Extra credit can not hurt."

"Great. Here's a list. Sign up for your first electives before the break."

"I'll do that, professor." Vicca stood and finished her little cup of water. Peg stood up beside her.

Vicca left the office reading through the list of electives. They were strange with classes like, African tribal dancing 101, the history and art of the strip tease, and modern exotic dancing. Vicca's eyes fell on one titled Moroccan belly dancing. That didn't sound so unusual and might even be interesting. She'd sign up for that one. "Belly dancing, I think."

"Cool, that sounds kinda sweet actually. Men love that shit. I think I'll do that class too."

"Good." Vicca looked up from the list as she tried to negotiate around the crowd surrounding the black basketball players. They didn't play so much now since it was colder, but they always attracted a crowd. Some of the female's watching even had favorites among the players, cheering them on.

Vicca watched for a moment. Her eyes fell on one bare muscular torso and despite his black skin, he looked sexy as anything she'd ever seen. She felt her nipples growing sore as they poked into her bra. Damn, she was getting randy again. She seemed to always leave a meeting with her professor horny and aroused.

For the first time, Vicca let her eyes wander down one of the black stud's torso. He was wearing sweat pants. What looked like a thick fat sausge flopped around between his legs underneath his sweatpants. Vicca felt her panties grow damp. She shook her head to clear it and checked the crotches of the other blacks. They all had thick sausages between their legs, the ends reaching halfway to their knees. Some were even pressing hard against the fabric of their sweats as if trying to rise.

"Do you see what I see?" Peg was staing mouth agape at the black men.

"Hard to miss, no?"

"Now that's a man, all of them. Shame they're black. They sure got what I need."

"Peg!"

"Can't help it girlfriend, I'm horny and now that I'm away from my parents I might try me some dark meat."

Vicca noticed Peg's nipples were as erect as her own. Peg's breasts fit her frame, Bcups, but with long nipples on pointy, conical breasts. Vicca's Germanic heritage had given her much larger breasts. Like the rest of her family, Vicca would grow into them, but for now, she was a top-heavy, thinly framed male fantasy girl.

"I need to get me some dick soon."

Vicca found Peg crude at times, but couldn't help agreeing. These horny spells came over her from time to time and lasted days. Soon, she would be home and Joachim could see to her needs.

"Would you ever fuck a black man?"

"I don't wish to mix the blood of the German master race with those of inferior races." Vicca's mouth broke into a wide grin at Peg's look of horror. "Just kidding." Both girls laughed. "Seriously, I wouldn't have a problem with skin color. I only fuck men I know and care about though."

"Casual sex can satisfy certain needs." Peg sighed. She had hooked up for several one night stands over the semester. Peg rarely had repeat dates. Vicca felt that her friend put out to soon, but Peg seemed a lot hornier then herself. "As for black men," Peg continued, "I might, but daddy would kill me."

"Lets go see if the scores of our finals have been posted.

That night Vicca and Peg hit one of the bars in Farmersville to celebrate the end of their first semester. The bar was crowded. Vicca and Peg worked their way through the crowd to meet up with some of their classmates. "You know the term lame duck? Well Steve should be called a lame dick. Hey V, Hey Peg. I was just telling Cindy what a wimp loser Steve turned out to be."

Vicca looked at Lucy. "I thought he rocked your world?"

"He did the first time. The next date, he couldn't even get it up. I swear his penis even looked shriveled up."

"Poor guy," said Peg.

"Poor guy my ass. I was ready to fuck all night I was so horny.

"There are some lame ass dudes in this school," said Cindy. "It's bad enough there's so few men in this school to begin with. I need a real man." Cindy nearly shouted the last statement

"Mine is taken." The hot blonde laughed as she walked by.

The four dance majors watched her pass. On her arm was one of the giant black men.

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Vicca and Peg helped keep each other from falling as they stumbled their way back to their dorms. "I'm surprised you didn't go home with anyone?"

Peg's sigh turned into a hiccough. "I tried to catch Kyle's eye, but it didn't work. How about you, still faithful?"

"I'm about ready to jump a stranger. Hopefully Joachim will take care of me in a few days."

The two girls entered their room. Vicca pulled her top of and pulled her jeans down over her hips. Peg watched her. Vicca's hand fumbled behind her for the bra clasp. "Let me help you," said Peg unhooking Vicca's bra.

"Thanksh, haven't been this drunk for awhile."

"Here, lie down." Peg pulled back the covers on Vicca's bed and helped Vicca down. The German girl was now clad only in her panities. Peg was wearing her bra and panties also. They were sexy Hidden Closet lingerie. Peg called them her fuck me underwear. She only wore them when she planned on hooking up "Want me to take your panties off?"

"Not necessary. Leave them on."

"You sure," said Peg reaching down between Vicca's legs.

"Wha... what are you doing?" Vicca's body jumped a little as Peg's fingers pressed into Vicca's wet panties.

"Your as wet as I am." Peg worked her finger underneath the panty and slid the tip along Vicca's wet slit.

"Peg!" Vicca couldn't help herself. She raised her hips up into Peg's probing finger and half the digit slid into her pussy.

"Relax this is college. We're supposed to experiment. We can help each other out." Peg reached out for Vicca's arm and grabbed it. She brought Vicca's hand up between her legs. Vicca pressed her fingers into Peg's crotch. The American girl was indeed as wet as Vicca was. Vicca pushed her finger against the cotton fabric.

"Oh that feels good," moaned Peg.

"Yes!" agreed Vicca as Peg's finger probed deeper. She didn't know what she was doing, but it felt too good to quit. She was horny now. She couldn't wait for Joachim.

Peg pulled her finger out long enough to jerk Vicca's panties off and Peg used the oportunity to step out of her own. She joined Vicca on the bed lying beside the buxom German girl. "Your pussy's very hairy," said Peg staring into Vicca's big brown eyes. As she stared, her hand slid down over Vicca's bush. She reiniserted her finger and bent over to clamp her lips down on one of Vicca's long puffy nipples.

"Oh god, Yes, Ja Ja." Vicca lost it. She humped Peg's finger as she orgasmed. Her orgasm was as good as any Joachim had given her.

"Now do me," said Peg pulling her finger out.

Vicca nodded. Her hand found it's way back to Peg's crotch. She twirled her fingertip around Peg's clit before inserting her finger. "How's this?"

"Use two," whimpered Peg.

Vicca inserted two fingers and began pumping them in and out like she was fucking her roommate. She emulated Peg and leaned over to suck one of Peg's firm breasts.

"That's it. Faster. Harder. Hold your fingers in deep. Oh fuck yeah. I'm cumming." Peg almost giggled with delight as she got a little relief from her horniness.

Vicca acted like she was in a state of shock over what had just happened and collapsed beside her friend. Peg smiled and kissed her on the lips like it was the most natural thing in the world. "I'll be right back," said Peg getting up. "Keep my spot warm."

Vicca closed her eyes a moment and reopened them when she heard Peg return from the bathroom. "I'm not a lesbian," she said.

Peg laughed. "You know I'm not."

Vicca felt a little better. She noticed Peg carrying something. "What do you got there?"

"I figured we'd do something about that hairy pussy." Peg held up shaving cream, scissor, and a razor.

"I've never shaved down there!"

"I can tell. Now come here my hairy European friend. Let's give your boyfriend a nice surprise when you see him. Sit on the bed and lay back."

Vicca did as she was told. Peg kneeled between her legs. Peg pushed her long brown hair back over her ears to keep it out of her way. First she used the scissors, pressing the cold metal against Vicca's crotch. There was a "snip" and Vicca's hair started to fall away. Peg trimmed her entire pussy as close to the skin as she could get it. She applied the shaving cream directly on to Vicca's crotch. Peg got up to get a cup of water to rinse the razor. When she returned, she quickly started applying the razor.

Vicca laid back with her eyes closed. She was still drunk and the room was spinning. Cold air started carressing her crotch as the hair disappeared. She shivered.

"Cold?" Peg shaved the last little piece of hair from Vicca's pussy. "Here, I'll blow on it to warm it up."

The cold air turned warm as Peg blew across her freshly shaved crotch. Peg's breath was moving lower and Vicca shivered again. Her legs unconsciously opened wider as Peg blew directly against her labia. Vicca felt the air turn moist. Her eyes flew open as Peg's tongue entered her pussy. Vicca's mouth opened in protest, but instead a moan came out. The moan grew louder. turning into the biggest orgasm of the twentyfour year old's life.

Peg worked her tongue as deep as she could. She lapped like a madwoman, not wanting Vicca to have second thoughts. The American desperately wanted her own pussy eatten and the better job she did on Vicca, the more chance Vicca would do her. Peg lapped around Vicca's clit for a moment delighted that Vicca almost immediately came again. Vicca kept cumming as Peg inserted two fingers into the newly bare pussy while she sucked Vicca's clit between her lips. "Oh Joachim," groaned Vicca. That was fine with Peg. The whole time Vicca was finger fucking her, Peg was pretending she was with one of the hung black basketball players. It wasn't his finger he was using on her needy pussy either.

When Vicca came to her senses, Peg was working her jaw around. "How was that?" asked Peg.

"I'd be lying if I said it wasn't incredible."

"Good. Now it's your turn to shave me." Peg dropped the robe she'd put on to leave the room. She sat on her own bed.

Vicca knew what Peg meant by "shaving." She had no desire whatsoever to do what Peg had just done to her. Still, it had been the best sex of Vicca's life and she owed Peg for that. Peg's pussy didn't need trimming so Vicca went straight for the shaving cream. Peg was laying back with her eyes closed just as Vicca had. She almost laughed when a thought popped into her head. How many of the male students would be dying to watch this right now?

**************

"Control yourself."

The young black monitor jumped as he was startled. At the same time cum shot over a foot up from his eleven inch cock. "Yes, sir." He grabbed an already cum-soaked paper towel and tried to clean up his fresh mess.

"I can see what's gotten into you," said the Dean leaning over his shoulder. "Ah, it's the German girl. This is live?"

"Yeah. My cock wants that German pussy something fierce. I watch her all the time."

"Good thing we put them in a wired dorm." Mfune had tried to put the most attractive girls into wired dorms. Vicca and Peg were two of the hottest. Unfortunatly, the sororiety girls were usually the hottest and none of their houses were wired yet.

"Wish we had sound and the quality were better."

"In a few years it will be. Then we also have Xcite dispensers hooked up directly into the water supply and not just the water coolers. The action will be non-stop then. Send this tape to the voyeurcom people."

Vicca had finished shaving the other girl now. Her mouth was hesitating inches from the girl's pussy. Apparently the girl was impatient. She grabbed Vicca's head and pulled it into her pussy. The German's head started moving between the other girl's legs.

Mfune watched the monitor's cock hardening again. He almost considered jerking off his own stiffening cock, but Denise the ballet professor was waiting for him in his room. She'd just dumped her husband and had come to the Dean crying. She'd forget about her husband once Mfune rejoined her.

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Vicca snuck out of her room past a sleeping Peg. She didn't want to wake the contented looking girl nor did she know what she would say to her after last night. Vicca had slept contentedly too, but now she was as horny as ever.

Vicca stayed horny the entire flight home to Germany. Once back in Hamburg, she got in touch with Joachim as soon as she was able to break away from her family. He seemed delighted by her agressiveness and even more delighted by her shaved pussy. He carressed it like one would a newborn. Joachim thought he was the luckiest man in Germany when Vicca deep throated his penis. She never gagged once thanks to her breathing practice with the ball gag.

While home, Vicca forgot about LIU for a time. It had been one crazy semester. Vicca wondered what the second semester would bring.