Chapter 116: Fair is Fair l
-- FEBRUARY 2005, JUNIOR YEAR --
"Do you really have to go so soon?" I moaned, staring for just a few more seconds at Adrienne's nearly naked ass. All she wore was a tiny thong of dental floss that disappeared between her buttcheeks. But soon, both juicy globes were covered by the tight pair of jeans she was pulling on.
At least Adrienne turned around, letting me ogle her naked tits before she shrugged into a heavy-duty bra and starting buttoning up her blouse. "It's a Tuesday," she said apologetically. "I've got work to do."
"What kind of work can there be?" I griped. "Show up, look pretty, let them snap your picture. Done."
Adrienne laughed and shook her head. "I know. And yet somehow, I can spend eight, nine hours on a set just trying to get that one perfect shot."
"You got a ride?" Dawn asked as she sat up, yawning.
"Yeah, I already arranged a cab for 9am," Adrienne replied. "At least these shoots almost never start too early in the morning."
Dawn and I nodded, cuddling together and watching Adrienne finish getting dressed.
"Ohmigawd, I nearly forgot." Adrienne popped her eyebrows and then spun around, quickly rummaging through her bag. A second later, she came out with a magazine, grinning as she approached the bed. "I wanted to show you guys this. It doesn't hit newsstands until Friday."
In red letters across the top of the magazine was the title "SPORTS ILLUSTRATED". Much of the letters were obscured by the blonde head of Carolyn Murphy, who sat in the sand wearing a red bikini with the halter straps undone and loose in her hands. Adrienne leaned forward, drawing my attention to the unbuttoned neckline of her blouse and her big swaying tits within. But as she flipped through the pages and then finally stopped, I found myself gawking at the print version of Adrienne's big tits put on full display by a coral-colored bikini.
"That's Costa Rica," Adrienne pointed out. "I spent two weeks down there and only ended up with two photos in the spread. Here's the other one."
She flipped a few pages, and then stood up to let Dawn and me gawk at an even sexier photo of our lover. Adrienne's golden blonde hair hung over one shoulder while she lay on her side, half-covered in wet sand. Her aqua-blue bikini top was undone, so that she had to conceal her nakedness with one arm. Her right hand tried desperately to cover up her left breast, failing to do so and letting titflesh peek out from every side. But my eyes were drawn right to where the nipple should be. That spot was covered up by the base of Adrienne's fourth finger, and more specifically, by my promise ring.
"Aww..." I moaned sincerely.
Adrienne leaned down and pecked my cheek. "Forever and Always."
Adrienne stayed around in the morning just long enough to see Brooke and DJ. The younger girls were simultaneously thrilled by her arrival and disappointed that she had to depart so soon. Kim had come home sometime last night, and she also extended pleasantries with her old friend.
"Are you staying for breakfast?" Kim asked. "I'm making pancakes."
Adrienne laughed and patted her belly. "Are you kidding? I'm a model now. All we're allowed to eat are cigarettes and salads, and I don't smoke."
"Mmm ... bacon..." I murmured with waggled eyebrows to Kim.
Adrienne turned and slapped my arm in annoyance.
So Adrienne left, and the five of us roommates started our days. For me, despite the rather unusual start, it was just another Tuesday.
The next day was just another Wednesday.
The day after that was just another Thursday.
And the day after that was just another Friday.
I slept, I ate, and I did my homework. I played video games with Bert, I chatted with Kim, and I spent some quality time with Dawn. I also spent some intimate time with Dawn, and Kim and I had our usual Thursday fucking.
For Dawn, it was pretty much the same. She slept, she ate, and she did her homework. She hung out with Gwen and Robin, and she did a little shopping on the side. She spent some quality time with me, and she took her cooking class at the City College.
In a way, our lives were a little boring for a couple of weeks. Not that there's necessarily anything wrong with "boring". My life to this point had been full of ups and downs, sometimes punctuated by intensely dramatic moments both good and bad. In-between those dramatic moments were quiet little lulls, giving me time to recover from whatever dramas I'd just experienced and to just relax for a while, enjoying the simple pleasantries of my daily life. I had everything I needed and more. And I couldn't ask for anything different.
But of course, these lulls never lasted forever. And after a couple of quiet weeks, my life was bound to get more exciting.
-- MARCH 2005, JUNIOR YEAR --
I hung up my new Motorola RAZR cell phone, slapping the clamshell shut and sliding the ultrathin device into my back pocket. I took a deep breath to try and relax my racing heartbeat. Nothing was wrong; quite the opposite. The speaker at the other end of the line had more or less invited me to dine at a buffet of gorgeous, nubile young girls who seemingly had all gotten it into their heads that me fucking their brains out was a classroom course they were required to take.
And this time, "fucking their brains out" might very well be taken literally. So was "classroom course" for that matter.
"Who was that, babe?" Dawn asked when I returned to the living room. She was seated on the couch across from Brooke and DJ, both of whom had come home for the night and were doing their homework. Kim was at the dining table behind them.
I raised my eyebrows, communicating the need for privacy to my girlfriend with just my gaze. I tilted my head, and immediately Dawn got up to come after me.
I led the way to the stairs, unable to wipe a silly grin off my face. When we got into our bedroom, I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief.
"What?" Dawn asked with some urgency, her interest clearly piqued.
"That was Carli."
"Carli? As in Tri-Delt Carli?"
"Uh-huh. I don't remember if I ever told you, but last year, Leighton got it into her head to hold an advanced blowjob class for any of the sisters who wanted to learn."
"Oh, yeah." Dawn nodded, a silly grin spreading across her face at the same time. "Too bad it never happened."
"Yeah, well you and I had some things going on last year."
Dawn smiled knowingly.
"Anyway," I continued. "Leighton passed the idea on to Carli, and Carli decided to actually go and do it. She's scheduling a class at the Tri-Delt house on Saturday next week, and she wants me to be one of the practice dummies."
Dawn giggled. "One of?"
"Well, interest has been high. She said she already had six girls lined up, and even I can't fit six mouths over me at the same time. She has some other guys as potentials as well."
"Who wouldn't want to do this?" Dawn cackled.
I shrugged. "You'd be surprised. I know it sounds like a guy's greatest dream, but there are some serious performance pressures here. Nobody wants to be that dude who popped off in two minutes and was useless for the rest of the class."
Dawn mulled that over. "True, I guess. But I'm thinking you don't have that problem."
I shrugged. "I wouldn't. But what do you think?"
"About whether or not you should go? Of course! Sounds like fun!"
"Are you sure? A hookup with Nora and Whitney is one thing. Letting six or more girls suck my dick is something else."
Dawn laughed and shook her head. "Babe, I'd let you fuck six or more girls. Blowjobs are nothing."
"But ever since we've been together, we've always done everything together."
"And we'll do THIS together."
"Huh?"
Dawn chuckled. "Silly ... I'm going WITH you. Who else do you think is more qualified to teach a girl how to blow you?"
My eyebrows popped. "Really?"
My girlfriend stepped up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a fierce, explosive volcanic kiss. She pulled away just as quickly, panting softly as she stared into my eyes. "Just think about it: a dozen hot sorority babes kneeling in a row, all of whom know how to blow you just like I do."
[sproing!] Instant boner.
Dawn giggled, feeling me rise against her belly. Kissing me again, she sank to her knees and rapidly unzipped my jeans. Pulling my erection out, she lovingly caressed it and then smiled up at me. "I'd better get a lot of practice between now and then, don't you think? So I can be a better teacher when the time comes."
I groaned as Dawn quickly surrounded my prick with her hot mouth, already bobbing her head up and down. I slid my fingers into her hair and sighed happily. "Whatever you think is best, dear."
"Is this seriously happening?" Bert had a clear deer-in-the-headlights look in his eyes.
"Relax, dude. You'll be fine," I stated confidently.
"Seriously, you'll be fine," Dawn added. The three of us were standing in front of the Tri-Delt house, on time for Carli's planned BJ Party. Originally, she'd lined up three guys including me. But when one dropped out two days ago, Carli asked if I knew anyone who could take his place. Dawn had suggested our good buddy, and since he initially saw only the positives, Bert had immediately agreed.
But now he was starting to realize the potential negatives as well.
"How exactly will I be 'fine'?" Bert hissed to Dawn. "When we played that swingers game last year, I nearly popped my load just from you giving me a handjob!"
"That was a long time ago," I reasoned. "You've been through a lot since then, grown up a lot since then. The Bert from the swingers game wouldn't have survived that trip to Carter's, remember?"
"Oh, right." Bert grinned, thinking of Nikki and Tasha. "But ... ah ... I was kinda high and mellowed out that time."
"Hmm..." I thought about that. "Fine. I've got an idea."
Just then, the door opened. Andie Holland stood before me, the pretty, perky bottle-blonde staring at me with an eager expression. She was dressed in blocky pajamas, revealing nothing of her body, but there was no mistaking her freshly-painted cherry red lips standing out from her pale face. "Hi, guys. Hi, Dawn. Carli told me you were coming. Well, you're right on time. We're meeting in the Chapter Room."
We nodded and went inside, Andie closing the door behind us and sliding shut the deadbolt as well. This was one party we definitely didn't want interrupted.
"Andie, can you show Dawn the way?" I asked, letting go of my girlfriend's hand. I grabbed Bert's shoulder and explained, "We'll be there in a minute."
Andie shrugged, and reached out to Dawn's hand. "Sure thing."
Dawn glanced at me curiously, but I just indicated for her to go ahead. And then I head-nodded for Bert to follow me upstairs.
Having been here so many times, I knew the Tri-Delt house's layout almost as well as my own. With a couple of quick turns I went three doors down and knocked. A moment later, Lakhi Sharma opened the door, a broad smile spreading across her face at the sight of me.
"Ben! Hey!" The busty Indian babe quickly stepped into me, wrapping her arms around my torso and putting her cheek to my chest in a firm hug. "What are you doing here? Aren't they expecting you downstairs?"
I jerked a thumb at Bert. "Need a favor. My friend is a last minute replacement and he's got a mild case of nerves. Think you got anything that can help keep him calm?"
Lakhi grinned, backing up and pointing to an array of hookahs she had lining the wall. "I think I know just the thing."
"Duuuude..." Bert sighed, already quite mellow.
"Wow..." I marveled in agreement, my eyeballs zigzagging in different directions trying to look everywhere at once. There really weren't that many girls in here. After all, I'd been at the Tri-Delt house when 25 pledges and their matching big sisters had all crammed into this room. And later on during the pledge initiation, I'd even been here while dozens of Tri-Delts were completely naked around me.
But there was something to be said about staring at ten girls lined up in a single row, dressed in the skimpiest of revealing lingerie, all on their knees just waiting to suck your cock.
[sproing!] Instant boner.
An eleventh girl stepped into view, Carli Singer with her fiery red hair and equally outgoing demeanor. With her nice tits put on full display by a green push-up bra, she smiled and gestured a hand down the line. "Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Jamie, Madison, Sarah, Esther, Whitney, Andie, Lupe, Kate, Misa, and Dawn."
I'd been going down the line, trying to commit to memory the girls that Carli was so rapidly pointing out. To be honest, I was thinking: brunette, brunette, blonde, asian, pale blonde, bottle-blonde, latina, redhead, asian, and... Dawn? I hit the end of the line and jerked my head back in shock. Sure enough, there was my girlfriend on her knees, wearing the sky blue ensemble that really showed off her tits.
My instant boner began to fade.
"Holy shit," Bert groaned, half in astonishment and half in eagerness.
Dawn caught my gaze. Instantly, her smile turned into a disapproving frown, and she gave me a harsh look.
I had to admit, if I was going to complain, I didn't have a moral leg to stand on. Here I was, getting ready to be blown by up to eleven different girls. I'd known full well that Dawn was coming to be here with me, and was I really expecting her to not participate? Or was I expecting her to only blow me?
Perhaps I had always known this would happen and only blinded myself because I didn't really want to think about it. But the fact was: if I was going to be here, Dawn had every right to as well.
It was just a blowjob, right? And while I would have ten other girls, Dawn would have at most two other guys. Bert I could actually live with. For one thing, he'd already had sex with Dawn once. And for another, he was a friend. Letting Dawn give Bert a blowjob wouldn't be so different from her doing Kenny.
As for the other guy ... I scanned the room, looking for another male. He was easy to spot. 6'4", 240+ pounds of muscled frat boy stood off to the other side with a smug grin on his face. He had shoulder-length blonde hair, and the only things bigger than his biceps were his pectoral muscles. I recognized the guy instantly.
"Fuckin' Achilles," I whistled in disbelief.
Hearing the name, he turned to look at me. "Back, foul Trojan!" he bellowed before breaking into a grin and proffering his hand. "It's Ben, right?"
I nodded and extended my hand to meet his. "Jaron, right?"
We shook hands, Jaron gripping mine forcefully, but not like he was trying to show off or anything. A second later, he turned and shook hands with Bert as well while the two exchanged names.
Jaron then leaned in conspiratorially. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that fair Helen on the end?"
I nodded. "I'm here. Seems only fair."
"Are you sure?" he asked with clear concern in his eyes. "If you'd like, I can do my best to avoid-"
"No, no," I waved him off, though I took a deep breath to calm myself. "I know what I'm getting into here. Tonight is all in good fun."
Jaron grinned and clapped me on the shoulder. "Sure is. Isn't this the greatest fucking idea ever?"
Bert chuckled, surveying the girls. And in a totally mellowed out, relaxed tone, he replied, "Fuck, yeah."
I'd thought I knew what to expect when I'd arrived at the Tri-Delt house for this "advanced blowjob class". I'd imagined standing in the middle of the room with a boner while a half-dozen girls sat in a semi-circle before me, listening with rapt attention while Carli and Dawn pointed out the various features of my anatomy and erogenous zones. I would stay hard from the occasional hands-on (mouth- on?) demonstration. And then one-by-one, the girls would take turns practicing what they had just been taught.
It wasn't anything like that.
The Tri-Delts were a mix of classes, with five Sophomores, 2 Juniors, 2 Seniors, and a Fifth Year. Carli had limited the signups to nine, setting the ratio at three sisters per guy, although Dawn was an extra, and Carli herself had planned to mostly "supervise". Rather than have any one person act as "teacher", the idea was for ALL of the girls to share whatever wealth of knowledge they'd personally accumulated over their lives. Sure, the girls could have discussed blowjob techniques amongst themselves, but this organized class gave them a forum to do so along with three real-life practice dummies.
There were three mattresses spread across the room in a big triangle, and each of us guys was directed to lie down on one. The lights were on full, the room not set up for seduction, but rather so that each girl could plainly see what was going on. The lights also let us guys have clear views of the scantily-clad young women, all the better eye candy to help us maintain our erections.
The girls split up relatively evenly to each guy, with Dawn, Andie, Whitney Arvidsson, and Kate Mosely coming over to me. I quickly realized that the girls were just as nervous about this as I was, as Andie and Whitney had both come to me, the one guy in the room they'd already had sex with. Kate the redhead was the lone fifth year, and she quickly took charge of the two sophomores.
"Just relax, girls. Nothing you haven't done before," Kate said sagely.
Andie and Whitney both looked at each other, giggling excitedly.
Kate then nodded to Dawn. "He's your boyfriend. Want to get him warmed up?"
Dawn beamed and looked over at me. "Don't enjoy this TOO much."
I frowned. "Huh?"
Dawn grinned. "Don't want you popping off too fast. Need to give these girls something to work with." And then without any ceremony, she bent over my lap and slurped my half-hard cock into her mouth.
What followed next was an absolute clinic in how to suck a guy off without making him cum. The girls discussed a variety of topics from hand pressure to tongue swirling to little-known sensitive spots around a guy's crotch. Dawn, of course, knew my dick as well as anyone else in the world, even better than me. But I think each of the other girls had a new trick to teach her. Kate had a particularly good technique of blowing me in a virtual sixty-nine position, kneeling with her ass right next to my face and deep-throating me while reaching forward with her right hand to scratch my balls. Only my reflexive thrust off the mattress warned her that she was about to make me cum, and the pretty redhead quickly pulled her mouth off me.
Out of the blue, Carli's voice then pierced the air. "Time! Everybody switch!"
I groaned in mixed disappointment and relief. I was disappointed, because my four girls were getting really good at pleasuring my joystick. But I was also relieved for any break, because I had come really close to losing my load, and my pride wouldn't let me be the first guy to break.
Sarah Henley, a blonde senior, came over with Esther Choe, a Korean junior, and Jamie Miano, a dark-haired Italian sophomore who had been part of last year's pledge class. The girls settled to their knees on either side of me, grinning happily.
Since I didn't know Sarah or Esther very well, they introduced themselves. It's a surreal experience to shake hands with a lingerie-clad girl while you're buck naked and lying on your back. But any awkwardness I felt was washed away when Jamie giggled and decided to shake my erection, stroking it up and down a few times while saying, "Hi, there. I'm Jamie. Pleased to meet you."
Dawn was the first to laugh. Rather than go with Kate, Andie, and Whitney, she'd stayed right by my side. There weren't any rules about staying together as a unit, and indeed, the other three didn't stay together either, splitting up as they went to Bert and Jaron so that they could learn techniques from other girls as well.
But Dawn had apparently made it her mission to teach all these girls everything they needed to know about my dick. She taught them even better than she'd taught the first group, having already given one "lesson" tonight. And I soon found myself straining at the outer limits of my control while Jamie was putting those lessons to use, sucking powerfully on my mushroom head while corkscrewing her hand rapidly up and down my shaft.
"He's gonna blow if you don't stop," Dawn warned.
Jamie's dark eyes twinkled, and incredibly she started sucking even harder. At the same time, the Italian babe squeezed her own D-cup tits and moaned in obvious heat while rapidly bobbing her head up and down my shaft.
"Jamie!" Esther complained.
With a sigh, the brunette ceased her suction. She pulled her head back, panting softly and staring straight down at me. "I've wanted your cum since last year's pledge task," she murmured softly.
Dawn reached out and touched her shoulder. "Stick around long enough, and you will. I promise."
Staring at my girlfriend seriously, Jamie held her gaze for a moment before nodding and backing away. She didn't seem happy about delaying her gratification, but she'd been mollified for the moment.
"Go on. Try it," Sarah was encouraging Esther.
"I dunno. He's bigger than Bert."
"Not that much," Sarah said reassuringly.
So Esther tried. She opened her mouth as wide as she could go. She inhaled my prick, pushing herself lower and lower and lower. I felt the head of my prick nudge against the entrance to her throat. But her gag reflex kept kicking in, squeezing her tunnel shut and barring my entrance.
Basically, Esther was attempting a deep throat, and from the directions the girls were giving her, she was clearly a novice. As a few minutes passed, I got the understanding that Esther had accomplished her first deep throat with Bert less than twenty minutes ago. But she was having a harder time with the thickness of my prick.
"Time!" Carli's voice rang out.
Backing away with a gasp, Esther shook her head and sighed. "I can't do it. Not tonight. He's too big."
"That's okay," Sarah soothed. "Maybe another time."
Esther nodded, squeezing a few tears of tension out from her eyes.
"Finish them off girls," Carli then announced. "I think we've given these boys blue balls enough. I'm sure we can wake them up again for Round 3."
My eyes opened wide, and I glanced over to Dawn, who was sitting above my head. She grinned upside-down at me, patting my cheek. And then I glanced down to the 3 girls closer to my crotch, all three of them eyeing my waving prick.
Esther was still catching her breath and didn't seem in a mood to resume sucking me. Jamie, on the other hand, looked positively ravenous.
"Go for it. I'll help you out," Sarah offered.
Immediately, Jamie ducked down, swiftly accomplishing the deep throat that Esther couldn't before backing up and sucking on my head. She groaned, terribly turned on by the act of fellatio. And her hand quickly surrounded my shaft, stroking in the same corkscrew motion that Dawn had taught her earlier.
I closed my eyes and sighed at the pleasure coursing through my dick. Knowing that I now had permission to blow, I surrendered myself to the blissful feelings, relinquishing my PC muscles that had been holding my orgasm at bay. "Oh, fuck," I groaned.
"Mmm-gahhh," Jamie groaned around my prick. I opened my eyes and realized that when Sarah had stated she would help her out, the senior blonde had NOT meant helping Jamie blow me. Instead, the tall blonde had moved behind the brunette sophomore, sliding a hand into the back of Jamie's panties from behind and fingering her while nibbling on the back of Jamie's neck.
Giggling, Dawn moved to join in as well. She slid a hand inside Jamie's bra, cupping a firm tit and pinching the nipple. My girlfriend also turned her lips to Jamie's ear, whispering something I couldn't hear but nevertheless spurred the brunette into sucking on me even harder.
"Mmf! Mmf! Mmf!" Jamie moaned with each downthrust as she bobbed her head up and down on my cock. It sounded like Jamie was chanting in erotic ecstasy from the tender caresses of Dawn and Sarah, and if I didn't know any better, I would have thought somebody was actually fucking her. Her whole body trembled as she rapidly approached orgasm, the vibrations carrying through her mouth and down around my prick as she sucked me in time with her own moans. And then all at once, she tightened up and came.
"AAAAHHHHH!" Jamie screamed, popping her head off my dick and turning her face to the side.
"UNNNNGHHH!" I groaned at the same time, feeling my balls uncoil and begin geysering great gouts of spunk into the air. After more than a half-hour of near-continuous fellatio, I'd built up quite the reservoir of semen. It felt like I shot out gallons, with the first two long streams of sticky cum spraying right into Jamie's face, creating ribbons than ran from her forehead, over her left eye, and down onto her cheek. She turned her face back into the stream for the third one, catching it right in her mouth and gulping greedily.
The rest of my bursts lost power and didn't quite reach Jamie's face as she'd backed too far away. Like a fountain, creamy globs shot up into the air before splashing back down around my crotch and Jamie's hand. And even though she was climaxing herself, Jamie reflexively continued jacking me, coaxing out more and more cum until I finally ran dry.
"Holy shit," Jamie sighed when she finally came down from her high.
"C'mere," Sarah urged with heat in her voice, turning the brunette's face to her own for a steaming kiss full of passionate tongue work. The two hot Tri-Delts continued making out for a minute before Sarah broke away and stuck out her tongue to begin scooping up the ribbons of cum lining Jamie's face. And I didn't need to worry about the rest of my load, either. Dawn had taken it upon herself to lick my crotch and deflating cock clean.
And that was only Round 2.
Round 3 was much like the first two. Junior Lupe Gutierrez and Sophomores Madison Keynes and Misa Ng came over for Dawn's Guide to Blowing Ben. As before, everyone got a little worked up, but none of them made me pop off. I got pretty close though, when Lupe decided to put the "fucking her brains out" theory to the test as I grabbed her head while standing and literally face-fucked her.
Round 4 is when things got interesting. First of all, Dawn kissed me and then told me she was leaving. I felt a lump in my throat, but then forced myself to relax and let it pass. She deserved this. We'd talked a lot in the few weeks since New Year's. Dawn was only 20 years old, with a lot of things still yet to be tried and new thrills to experience. Although we used to talk about how she was the mature one and I needed to grow up, the reality was that I had already experienced a lot more than she had.
I had a choice: I could forbid her from venturing away from me to get those new experiences and suffer the consequences, or I could give her some slack and stay by her side while she went and did her own growing up. I chose the latter.
"Have fun," I stated encouragingly. "I don't mind."
"Really?"
"This is just sex. I LOVE you." I gave her my most encouraging smile. "Besides, Bert is Bert."
Dawn cracked up. "And Jaron?"
I took a deep breath. "Well ... just don't pull a 'Ryan' on me, okay?"
Dawn giggled. "Deal."
We kissed again, and she left, going straight to Bert. My best buddy was sitting up at this point, joking in Korean with Esther as well as chattering something to Sarah and Whitney. But his eyes went wide when Dawn approached, and mellowed out or not, I could see the eagerness in his stare.
Have at her, buddy, I said to myself. She's still coming home to MY bed tonight.
Besides, I had my own distractions in the form of four girls of my own. After forty-five minutes of taking turns giving blowjobs while not-so-subtly fingering themselves, all eleven girls in the room were pretty damn horny. Throw in that Carli dimmed the lights and put on some music, and the vibe was taking a definite turn away from clinical toward sexual.
"Hey Carli, what are the rules?" Sarah called out from over by Bert.
"You know what?" Carli replied with a crooked grin. The fiery redhead was kneeling next to me with a rather predatory expression on her face. "No more rules. Class is dismissed!"
"Huh?" Three or four girls sat up and looked over to us in confusion.
"Does that mean everything is over?" Kate queried from over by Jaron.
"But I'm horny!" Jamie whined, also next to Jaron.
"Then by all means, take care of it!" Carli announced. "Blowjob class is over. Tri-Delt Orgy is just beginning! WOOO!"
Ten other girls in the room took up the cry. "WOOO!!!"
And then Carli pounced.
"Ahhh, FUCK!" I groaned as her hot mouth quickly surrounded my prick. Carli grinned and looked up at me, her green eyes twinkling. The Tri-Delt Senior Pledge Mistress had remained aloof for the entire class, supervising and keeping time while offering a helpful pointer here and there. I knew she must have been getting terribly aroused watching all the live sex acts in front of her without participating, and that pent-up excitement was showing in the way she was practically gulping down my dick.
"Nn-dee," she mumbled around a mouthful of cock, pointing to her "little sister" Andie. She then pointed at my face, and with a grin, the bottle-blonde sophomore slid out of her panties and then settled a knee to either side of my head, facing toward Carli. I found myself looking up at a pretty pink pussy, bare-shaven, with wet labia already opened up in anticipation. Andie then lowered herself onto my extended tongue, and fresh moans began to emanate from above me.
Pretty revved up myself, I slid my hands up Andie's torso and underneath the hem of her babydoll nightie. I felt her hands settle over mine, but she didn't stop me. Instead, she helped guide me over her tits, and I heard her groan as I began to grind her pebbled nipples against my palms while I squeezed down on the tender titflesh.
Carli continued to bob up and down my erection. It felt great, but to be honest, I was a little done with the whole blowjob thing. I mean, I'd been fondled, teased, and sucked upon for nearly an hour now, and I had yet to get myself some pussy. Getting blown was nice, but it just couldn't compare to the feel of truly being inside someone.
But I didn't have to wait long. Carli stopped blowing me and a second later I felt a warm body moving over my crotch. A hand held my dick upright, and soon I felt that long-desired moisture surrounding my throbbing wet dick. She was tight, and she was hot, but I didn't know who she was. Andie's crotch was blocking my view, so if for no other reason than to find out who was fucking me, I grabbed onto Andie's hips and really started devouring her snatch with the intent of getting the pretty bottle-blonde off, and then getting her OFF.
"Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" Andie squealed, clenching her butt and bouncing on her thighs while I tongue-lashed her clit. A minute later, she shrieked in orgasm, shaking like a leaf while I eagerly drank down the honey flowing out from her center. And when the climax passed, she toppled off me to the side.
With Andie out of the way, I blinked a few times to clear my vision and then focused on the girl who was currently riding me. I found that I was looking up ... and up ... to a very tall, willowy brunette with the figure of a fashion model. Madison Keynes smiled down at me with large bedroom blue eyes. And she sighed happily as she undulated up and down my prick.
"Hope you don't mind," the lissome brunette moaned, reaching up to tweak her own nipple, as she'd stripped herself completely naked by now. "I spent all of Round 3 sucking your cock and dreaming about what it would feel like inside me."
"Don't mind at all," I grunted, reaching up to take Madison by her hips. "But if you don't mind, I've been on my back for too long."
Madison laughed as I flipped us over without dislodging my dick from her cunt. She was really tall, almost as tall as me, and I found myself with easy access to her gazelle-like neck, bending down to suck on it while she clutched my back and moaned up a storm. Showing off amazing flexibility, she then raised her long, loooong legs up and hooked them over my shoulders. And she cooed at me prettily while I began to strongly pump in and out of her skinny little body.
Madison's pussy clenched at me quite nicely, giving me enough pleasure that I started to worry about cumming again. Although I'd ejaculated once tonight, I'd still gone through all of Round 3's fellatio plus Carli and now fucking the willowy brunette. Turning my head to focus on other things besides how good Madison's cunt felt, I scanned the room checking out the others.
Of course, I went looking for Dawn first. She was kneeling next to my best buddy, licking up the side of Bert's erection like it was a popsicle. Carli was licking up the other side, seeming to make up for lost time by fellating each of the guys she'd missed. Right next to them, Whitney and Misa were sixty-nining. And Kate was off to the side, watching everything while ramming a vibrator in and out of her cunt.
At the third mattress, Jaron had also tired of lying on his back. The hulking man with flowing blonde locks was doggy-fucking Jamie while the busty sophomore was eating out Lupe. And Sarah and Esther were cuddling off to the side, fingering each other's clit while softly making out with each other.
Some of the lingerie was still properly worn. Other articles of clothing had been haphazardly pulled aside in the excitement while still others had been tossed onto the floor. Everywhere I looked were barely-covered boobs and completely uncovered boobs being fondled, suckled, or swayed. Tight asses wriggled while fingers, vibrators, and dicks speared them. And the air was filled with the erotic moans of men and women basking in the glow of absolute pleasure.
So no, watching the room wasn't doing anything to help distract me from cumming.
No matter, Madison was getting there first. Even though I wasn't consciously being doing it, my hands had been roaming her body, searching for hidden trigger spots and erogenous zones. Without even thinking about it, I'd been tweaking her pleasure nodes, scraping my cock against her G-spot, and generally ramping up the brunette sophomore to an absolute monster of an orgasm. When I finally looked down at her and added my focus to my actions, I quickly drove the poor girl up the proverbial wall ... and then through it.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!" Madison screamed, a surprisingly loud voice for such a skinny girl.
I didn't cum myself. Making the girl cum and then have all her muscles go limp, including her pussy muscles, was the best way to preserve my control. Smiling gently, I gave her a quick peck on the lips and then withdrew, sitting back on my haunches and taking a deep breath.
I straightened my back and allowed myself a proud smile. Big Ben reputation taking a hit or not, I was still me. This was still the Tri-Delt house. And there were ten more girls in this room who I hadn't fucked today.
Yet.
Lupe Gutierrez was the exact opposite of Madison. A more compact 5'6", she nevertheless had twice as much padding as the willowy brunette in both the hips and chest department with a J-Lo butt and a robust 36D bosom. Rather than just let me fold her in half like Madison, Lupe mounted ME and athletically rode me to two screaming climaxes before her clenching cunt muscles forced me to spray a volley of cum into her rioting pussy.
Off to my right, Sarah Henley was flat on her back with Bert slow-pumping her and holding her thighs apart at the knees. Sarah's "little sister" Esther Choe was riding Sarah's face, leaning forward so that she could make out with my Korean buddy.
To my left, Carli was finishing up her belated blowjob on Jaron while Andie was eating her out. And Dawn had worked her way back near to me, crawling atop a still-stunned Madison, whispering something in her ear and nibbling on the girl's extended neck while slipping two fingers into the brunette's recently fucked cunt.
When I finally pulled my dick out of Lupe, Jamie arrived to slurp out my spunk, cackling that she'd gotten to swallow both of my loads tonight. Whitney Arvidsson went straight to the source, inhaling my prick and bringing me back to life with the express purpose of being my next fucktoy.
She was. As I said the last time I fucked the Nordic blonde, she fell into the category of nymphos with hyper-sensitive nerves that produced orgasms in bunches. After only five minutes of fucking, the busty cheerleader-type went into spastic convulsions that made me worry she was having an epileptic fit. But when she passed out and started leaking a puddle of honey onto the floor, I only had to take one look at the deeply satisfied smile on her face to know that she was okay.
Andie and Jamie wanted to go next. I lined up the two sophomores side-by-side, ramming each of them for thirty or so seconds at a time while fingering the other. I'll admit: I spent a little more time on Jamie, luxuriating in the feel of a new pussy and reaching forward to fondle those big D-cup tits since I'd already been with Andie a number of times.
Andie didn't seem to mind. After I'd been plugging Jamie for a while, Andie decided to roll onto her back and then pull her friend from the same pledge class over her. That put Andie and Jamie face-to-face and chest-to-chest, with Jamie's larger tits squishing down on Andie's more modest B-cups while the two exchanged wet, sloppy kisses.
I switched up and down a few times then, porking Jamie for a while and then aiming lower to skewer Andie. Eventually, I hammered both girls to sweaty orgasms, drooling spit and leaking orgasmic honey. I finished by rolling Jamie out of the way and jacking my rod over Andie's chest, spraying ribbons of cum all over the pretty sophomore's tits and belly. And sure enough, Jamie crawled over to her friend, tonguing Andie's perky tits for every droplet of sperm she could find.
Skinny little Misa Ng then came by to revive me. The young sophomore had a truly exotic look about her, with the doe eyes and delicate features of an Asian heritage, but the strong cheekbones and light coloration of a Caucasian parent. She also had the least developed body of anyone present, with narrow hips and breasts that would be termed "goose bumps" in High School.
But MAN, this little girl could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. She could also fuck like a Tasmanian Devil, and for once, I found myself worried whether or not I could keep up with a girl.
She fucked me in a dozen different positions in less than ten minutes. My personal favorite was when she mounted me in a reverse cowgirl position, then leaned forward so far toward my feet that she was practically fucking me like a slide rule. My dick was pressed at such a downward angle that it was almost painful, but at the same time, my cockhead was scraping the back of her pussy with such pressure that she was having climax after climax after climax without me having to do much of anything.
Misa was currently rabbit humping me in a cowgirl position. Her hands gripped my shoulders with surprising strength, so tight that I thought she might fracture something. Her thighs propelled her up and down the full length of my shaft so fast that I thought I was going to get friction burn, were it not for the copious fluids of her arousal lubricating us. And she stared down at me with such an intense fire in her light brown eyes that I actually felt intimidated.
Gawd DAMN this felt good.
But I wouldn't yield. It became a matter of personal pride to outlast her. After all, wasn't I the Legendary Sex God? It would not do for me to be done in by a mere mortal, and a barely past pledging Tri-Delt at that.
I am a sexual creature.
With a roar, I sat up and yanked the girl off me. She stood 5'5", but only weighed a hundred pounds. Parking her on all fours, I lined up my dick and rammed forward, burying nearly eight inches of thick man meat into her exquisitely narrow channel. And then I went to work.
One: I swabbed my left thumb through her soaking wet furrow, teasing her clit for a bit before circling back and then pressing the thick digit against her asshole.
Two: While Misa tensed up at the sensation of my thumb probing her anus, I flexed my PC muscles to angle my dick upward to brush against the back wall of her pussy on every thrust.
And three: I slid the fingers of my right hand forward along her belly, up across her sternum and between her tiny breasts. Though they were small, they were sensitive, and the ticklish sensations made her buck her head back. And just at the moment when her neck was completely exposed, I flipped my hand to grab it, immediately cutting off all supply of oxygen.
"Hrk!" Misa jerked once to the left, trying to get away from the hand suddenly gripping her neck. She bucked her spine, trying to get me off her. And as the adrenaline from sudden panic flooded her system at the same time as my dickhead scraped across her G-spot, the tiny brunette let out a muffled squeak and came.
"Ohmigawd!" Sitting right in front of us, Esther suddenly squealed as she watched her friend's eyes bug out in alarm. Sarah frowned in confusion. Jamie just cackled hilariously.
Misa thrashed erratically, looking for all the world like someone drowning and fighting to get to the surface even though we weren't in any water. She twitched and jerked, desperate for oxygen but getting none. And no matter what kind of wiry strength she had, she was no match for my physical build and more powerful muscles.
At the same time, I felt my balls uncoil in the middle of her thrashings. I was so focused on making her cum that I couldn't control my own ejaculation any longer. And together ... we both CAME.
"MMMPHHH!" Misa screamed into my palm, the sound muted by my hand.
"UNNNNGH!" I groaned, feeling the ultimate release as I let loose shot after shot after shot of scalding jism into the back of the tiny girl's womb.
"MMMPHHH!" Misa screamed again, frantic for air even as her body convulsed over and over again from the wracking orgasms. I felt her pussy clench and unclench rapidly, milking more and more cum from my dick. And after about thirty more seconds of oxygen deprivation mixed with explosive orgasm, she began shivering as if falling into hypothermia.
"UNNNNGH!" I groaned again, feeling the blissful release of my climax passing. My final shot sprayed out of me, and only then did I let go of Misa's body.
She was unconscious before she hit the mattress. Like a sack of flour, her body slammed down limply and remained there. Her head was turned to the side, her eyes closed. Her lips quivered as her body instinctively sucked in precious oxygen. And a dark puddle rapidly expanded on the bedsheets just beneath her crotch.
"UNNNNGH!" a distinctly male grunt echoed somewhere behind me. Turning my head, I looked over just in time to see that Dawn was the bottom in a hot sixty-nine with redhead Kate. Jaron had been porking Kate from behind, and just now yanked his dick out, jacking it furiously while aiming it downward at my girlfriend's mouth.
"Mmm..." Dawn hummed as she reached up and sucked him inside, her cheeks bulging out as the muscle-bound hunk painted her tonsils with his spunk.
"Fuck yeah," Jamie moaned from right in front of me. For the fourth time today, she was going after my cum. Leaning down, the busty brunette spread poor Misa's thighs apart and began lapping up the white cream trickling out of her.
At the same time, Andie had come back to me, smiling as she bent over and licked my deflating cock like it was an ice cream cone, more for the enjoyment of the act than any strong desire to try and revive me.
I looked at Dawn, sighing in contentment as she laid her head back and just stared at the ceiling with a goofy expression on her face. And then I looked over at the collection of destroyed Tri-Delts who had collapsed around me, from Misa to Carli to Whitney and to Madison.
Yeah, so Dawn had swallowed the sperm of another man. I'd certainly done far worse than that.
Fair is fair.
Andie was still licking my cock like an ice cream cone when Dawn returned to me, a self-satisfied smirk on her face. Patting Andie's bottle-blonde head and whispering, "Good girl", I then looked up at my girlfriend and asked, "Have fun tonight?"
"Sure thing," she answered, then reached down and spread her labia, which were pink but unsullied. "But now I'm craving cock. Got one more in you?"
My eyes popped as I realized that Dawn hadn't actually fucked Bert or Jaron. It wasn't that I was surprised, but I had to admit I was a little relieved. Grinning, I pushed Andie's mouth a little deeper around me, directing her to increase her suction and help get me hard for a fifth time. "For you, always," I stated confidently.
"Then take me home, cowboy," Dawn sighed.
I nodded and glanced around. "Where's Bert?"
We quickly spotted him, sitting on a couch that had been pushed against a wall. He was cuddling rather intimately with Esther Choe, and the two were still making out with some intense, but tender, kisses.
"Hey Bert!" I called over. "You sticking around here tonight?"
Breaking away from Esther, he turned to me and blushed. "Uh ... well ... I hadn't really thought-"
"He is!" Esther answered for him, holding his hand and looking at him adoringly. Without waiting for confirmation, she stood up and tugged on his hand. Esther's big sister Sarah helped them all find their clothes, and the three of them dressed before heading out the door.
Meanwhile, Dawn had begun hunting around for our clothes as well. Her lingerie was a little scattered, but her jeans, blouse, and jacket had been neatly set aside from the beginning like all the other girls. Mine were in a pile not too far away from my mattress, and together we also got dressed.
But before we left, Carli came over to me, with Andie in tow. The Senior Pledge Mistress asked sweetly, "Can I talk you two into staying in my room tonight?"
Holding Dawn's hand, I held it up and answered apologetically, "I owe my girlfriend a good fucking right now."
"Oh, you can," Carli agreed. "Just use my bed so we can watch. And maybe in the morning, all four of us can have an encore."
Dawn giggled and squeezed my hand firmly. With a sparkle in her blue eyes, she replied, "Sounds like a plan."
Dawn, Carli, Andie, and I had our morning encore. They offered to take a shower with us when we were done, but I figured it would be useless since Dawn and I would still have to dress in our clothes from the night before. We got dressed and then headed out to find Bert. But once we found our intrepid friend, he told us he'd rather stay with Esther and Sarah.
"I'll make sure he gets home safely," Sarah promised.
Dawn and I just shrugged and left, driving back home. Bert was a big boy who could take care of himself.
The house was quiet when we arrived, not unexpected for a sleepy Sunday morning. We probably would have slept in a little longer ourselves if it weren't for Carli and Andie feeling rather frisky. After going upstairs and stripping our clothes off, I sent Dawn into the shower first and promised I'd be there in a minute. Taking a deep breath, I then crossed the short hallway and without knocking, pushed in Kim's bedroom door.
Just as I'd expected, she was kneeling in First Position on top of her bed, her hands clasped together prayer-style. She was also fully naked, her hair back in a ponytail so as not to obstruct my view. And her eyes gleamed with delight to see me.
"Good morning, Master," she greeted.
"Good morning, Kim," I replied while circling around the bed and heading into her closet. Viktoriya had told me that being Kim's Master meant more than just giving her orders whenever I felt like it. I would need to exert my control over her in subtle, consistent ways. And she stressed that routine was the key to keeping everything straight.
Part of that routine I'd implemented was to choose Kim's outfits every day. She was used to her father deciding on her clothing, and when left to her own devices, she'd typically reverted to the white tank top, black hoodie, and simple jeans. I wanted Kim to dress a little differently, to show some sense of style. A good chunk of my first couple of weeks as her true "Master" had been devoted to building up her wardrobe. And quite nicely, I was able to dovetail my intentions with Dawn's regular shopping trips with Gwen and Robin, so I got to spend some extra time with my girlfriend that I wouldn't have spent otherwise.
Plus, the girls were crucial in helping to shape Kim's style of dress. When commanded, Kim would admit to her own preferences. And with the additional advice of three other girls' opinions, we were able to design a wardrobe that Kim was comfortable with and also met our collective criteria for higher fashion.
Going through Kim's closet, I selected one of her standard white T-shirts, but paired it with a long-sleeved, button-down, knit powder blue sweater that was cropped just below her breasts. I pulled out capri-cut jeans to show off her calves and a pair of gray heeled sandals that went with a lot of Kim's new outfits. Bringing them out, I laid the garments on the bed beside Kim along with thong panties. And then reaching out to touch her ponytail, I said, "Leave your hair down over your shoulders. And do your makeup to go out. It's early enough that all three of us will go out to brunch."
"Yes, sir. I can also cook breakfast, sir," Kim offered.
I accepted her suggestion, but immediately dismissed it. "No. I'm feeling in a particularly good mood this morning. I'd like to walk around town with two of the most beautiful women in the world on my arms."
Kim smiled. "Then I assume you and Dawn had a good time last night."
I looked to the shower, where I heard the water had begun to run. Imagining my gorgeous angel fully naked and with her hair slicked back by the spray, I grinned happily. "Weekend isn't over yet."
-- SATURDAY, MARCH 19, 2005, SPRING BREAK --
"Mmm-wah! Bye, babe." Dawn kissed me before I stepped back and descended the porch steps, heading for the driveway.
"Have fun," she called while waving from the doorway. It was a Saturday in late March, and once again we were going our separate ways.
It's not that I really minded being apart from Dawn. I wasn't clingy, and I was resolved not to become clingy. She wanted to spend the day hanging out with Gwen and Robin, and she was free to do so because I had plans of my own. Sure, I would have liked to bring her with me, but I didn't HAVE to. Besides, despite patching things up at the end of last year, Dawn and Paige Jacobsen were never the best of friends.
About forty-five minutes later, I pulled the Mustang into a long Atherton driveway and parked behind the two cars that had arrived before me. Just sort of casually ambling along, I walked up the flagstone pavers to the large entryway and rang the doorbell.
You know the comic strip Calvin and Hobbes? You know: that brat kid with the stuffed tiger? Yeah, I was Calvin that day, and Paige was Hobbes. Before I had time to blink, the door opened and a fireball of auburn hair and excessive energy burst through, hitting me right in the chest and nearly bowling me over. I'm actually quite surprised she didn't knock me flat on my ass.
"Ben! You're here!" Paige cheered enthusiastically, looking up at me with sparkling deep blue eyes.
"Hey, Red. How ya doin'?" I reached down and tussled her hair. She was looking good, and had more or less regained her physical shape pre-pregnancy. Her boobs still looked a little bigger, likely because Paige was still breast feeding. But her stomach had flattened out and once again, she could pass for a young schoolgirl.
The petite redhead giggled and stood back. "I'm doing great. Well, a little sleep-deprived, but doing great. Hopefully I'll be able to come back to school in the fall."
"Really?"
She nodded. "Uncle Frank and Aunt Polly have been a big help, and they love little April. I'd have to commute back and forth every day – no way I'm leaving my baby behind overnight – but I think I could make it work."
"That's great, that's great."
"Oh! You haven't seen her in like five months. Come in! Come in!"
She took my hand and led me through the door. The first I thing I saw was a string of balloons dominating the family room, some of them reading "Happy 21st Birthday" and others reading "Happy 6-Month Birthday". April's 6-month was on the 10th, and Paige's birthday was coming up on the 23rd.
"Not exactly how you expected to celebrate the Big 2-1, is it?" I commented
Paige shrugged. "Maybe not. But I wouldn't trade April for the world."
Entering the family room, the four girls already there looked up at us. Kady Jacobsen smiled and waved. Her girlfriend Noelle nodded. A third girl I didn't recognize just looked at me curiously. And Lynne Arian stood up, walking over to me for a hug.
"Hey, Ben. Long time no see," she greeted warmly.
"I know. How's school?"
"School is school. Come on, we can catch up later. Come see April."
The 6-month-old infant was sitting in some kind of contraption that Paige had nicknamed the "Wobbler". The little tyke was in a cloth seat and surrounded by plastic toys in a full circle around her body. The base was a wide plastic disc that was slightly curved, so that whenever the baby actually pushed down with her feet, the whole device would wobble from side-to-side. I guessed the intention was to help teach the baby how to balance.
When I arrived and knelt down next to the Wobbler, April immediately looked over at me, tilting her head back and leaving it tilted as if her noggin were too heavy for her to keep upright. She stared at me down the bridge of her nose, blinked slowly as if evaluating me, and then finally turned to resume erratically slapping at her plastic toys.
I smiled and reached out, rubbing the little girl's cheek with the back of my index finger. "Hey there, cutie."
"Aww..." Kady drawled. "She looks just like you."
"Wait, what?" I turned with a frown, alarm on my face. Instantly, my brain started doing the math again. With April's birthday of September 10, Paige would absolutely have to have been knocked up in December 2003, a time period during which I did NOT have sex with her.
All five girls in the room just started cracking up.
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