My dorm friends call me a nymphomaniac. Actually I’m just a college sophomore who likes guys with long, thick, hard cocks. You see, my friends became envious last year during freshman week when I bedded a different guy for six straight nights. On the seventh day I had three in a row at a party, but that’s another story. The next morning I found a ten-inch dildo taped to my door. The attached note read, “The perfect present for an insatiable nympho — bet you haven’t had a cock this long.” They were right, I hadn’t. And it was exactly what I was searching for.

I know that size shouldn’t matter so much, yet for some reason I become unbelievably aroused, actually uncontrollable, at the sight of a large, fleshy dick. Through my seven-night stand, the biggest pecker I had was a seven-incher. Not bad, but not exactly the ten-inch plus that I was dreaming about.

When it comes to attracting men, I usually have no trouble, probably because I have grapefruit-size tits to go with a slim, curvaceous, five-foot-nine, one hundred fifteen-pound frame.

After I grew bored with the big dildo, I began to frequent the college pool in order to do some prick watching. On my second visit to the pool, Jim, the lifeguard, and also one of the participants in my seven-night stand, invited me to a fraternity beach party to be held that evening.

To the party I wore a two-piece bathing suit, which consisted of a standard bikini bottom and two, practically sheer, cloth bands, just wide enough to conceal my nipples. With the bulk of my tits on display, I felt like a lascivious vamp — just the thought of several cocks stirring at the sight of me made my pussy wet.

About an hour after I arrived at the frat house, I spotted two guys (with considerable wads underneath their swim trunks) talking with Jim near the keg. I made my way toward them, said hello, and was introduced to Owen and Vince. Suddenly two girls pulled Vince and Jim onto the dance floor. Left to ourselves, Owen and I made small talk until he asked me to dance.

The song ended as we started to dance, so we waited for the next number, which was slow. As Owen pulled me close, I could feel his long cock swelling to an even larger size. Just as the song ended, I whispered,

“Fuck me, Owen.” Without hesitation, he whisked me upstairs to his room to do just that.

Owen’s cock was nine and one-half inches long hard, six inches long soft. With measured strokes, he brought me to numerous orgasms, the last one mutual. Then he stroked and kissed my tits until he fell asleep. I, however, was not sleepy. I got up, threw on a towel, and wandered into the bathroom across the hall. Inside I encountered a naked man with a cock that looked larger than my dildo. Embarrassed, I apologized for not knocking before entering, but while I spoke my gaze was fixed on his monstrous shaft which expanded into a tulip-shaped end. I almost failed to notice that this well-hung guy was Vince.

Vince chuckled and assured me that I could use the bathroom. As I disappeared behind the stall door, I heard him say, “From the noises I heard it sounded as if Owen and you just had a real good time. I live next to Owen and your moans and groans woke me up. ” I emerged from the stall, washed my hands and let my towel fall to the floor.

Vince went right to work. He sat on the sink and greedily pulled me onto his lap, slowly inching me down his enormous tool, which I later measured at twelve inches long. He then eased me up and down his pole at an increasing pace. Just before I thought I would climax, he carried me into the hallway, placed me on the carpet, and began pounding deep inside me at a furious pace. I thought I was going to pass out, but it was an orgasm instead — the first of so many that I lost count.

It seemed as if I could never get enough of Vince’s wonderful cock, even though we screwed at least once a day until he graduated in May. I miss him, but with the first week of school rapidly approaching, I’m looking forward to this year’s prick hunt. I’m one huntress who hopes to be captured, and I’ll continue to hunt until I am.